A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I followed them out the wall and balked when I saw the transport pad.

My uncles all rode roller coasters, but I was too chicken. I’d never even been on an airplane. I hated heights.

“This eve will be very difficult or very enjoyable for you, depending on how you act,” Master Damien threatened in my ear.

Gulping back my fear I followed him onto the pad. It shot up Like a rocket and I screamed, dropping to the floor. My eyes were shut tight as I begged them to please make it stop. When the thing started to move forward I grabbed onto the closest leg and cried.

I felt hands removing me from the pant leg I was clinging to and Master Damien’s voice was in my ear, “You will learn to stand and act respectable during transport. We are taking a trip tonight. It will only end when you stop this ridiculous behavior.”

They had the driver swoop the pad every which way. I screamed I would fall off and die crashing to the ground. They thought that was amusing.

“Do you remember the currents that prevented you from moving at the auction?” Christof asked. “Similar barriers prevent you from falling off the sides of the pad.”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“You should try them,” Master Evan said pushing me with a quick thrust toward the edge. He was supremely annoyed.

I yelped but didn’t go off the side of the platform. They were right something was stopping me. The invisible barrier swooshed against my hand when I hesitantly tried to place it outside the bounds of the pad.

Turning around I smiled at my owners. The operator of the pad acted like I wasn’t present, most of the rest glowered at me.

The anger on their faces was undeniable, except for Christof, who still just seemed amused. The lines of skin color that were usually so Light seemed to darken with anger. They looked slightly feral and I made up my mind to overcome this fear immediately.

Finally, I Learned to watch the horizon and relax on the pad. It didn’t matter if it went up or down, zipped left or right. I stayed in my position and kept my eyes open. The scenery was beautiful. Mountains were in the distance every which way and the ocean bordered on all other sides. In any other circumstance, I would have enjoyed the view.

The sun had set and the sky was dark by the time the man dropped us off in front of our door. I waited patiently for Master Damien to open the gate and followed him off the pad. It felt funny walking on solid ground again, Like when you get used to wearing roller skates.

The rest of the evening was quiet. The men took me down to bathhouse with them after dinner. I heard several Warriors commenting on my morning ride. Evidently, everyone had seen that little fiasco.

The comments the other men made were upsetting to my owners. In turn, my owners were colder and less interested in me than they had been the last two days. I learned the lesson quickly, a good slave does not embarrass its Masters.

Adjusting to the life of a slave was different. I would say difficult, but I guess my mind set made it easier in a way. Since I was determined to survive, I didn’t concentrate on being unhappy. I made up my mind to make the best of this. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Christof made making the best of my situation easier. He came almost every day at Lunch. He kept to his word and never treated me Like a slave. We became fast friends. I felt bonded to him in a secret way.

I did have to just verify one more time that escape was not an option.

I cornered Fuji and asked about the odds of escaping. She was furious I talked to her about it, but she was informative. There wasn’t a good chance of getting away.

The whole of the planet kept slaves, if I escaped here I would be taken by someone in another village. She didn’t know how to work the portals even if I could get to one. Besides that, portals on Earth rarely worked and being in one that was forcibly opened would probably kill me. Her advice was like Rose’s: Learn to live like this and stop thinking of escape.

I’d decided to survive and escaping home was not an option. My mind was set. Now I just needed to know what to do to make the most of this world.

Staying where I was seemed safest. Christof would defend me. Master Damien and the rest seemed unduly interested in my health. I had to be exactly what they wanted, so they would feel no need to be rid of me.

The duties my Masters had told me were mine were very simple. Daily sex was all they ever asked. It was my duty to be ready and to provide a healthy body for them to release into.