A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I had been hurt, but the bruise was only just appearing. The Healers realized that the girl had hit me on my back hard enough to break a rib. They pulled out a funny looking instrument and pressed it to my bruised flesh.

“If you touch our…slave,” Damien said in an even voice while entering the room, “we will destroy you.”

The Healers were shocked and backed away from the angry Warriors approaching.

“Sir, we are trained with the human slaves,” one Healer said in a shaking voice. “We would not have caused it harm.”

The anger in my men was undeniable. Now that they were so close, I felt it and it was making them irrational. They wanted to hurt something in retaliation for what had happened. With them so close I felt the anger starting to pool in my own self. I fought the unnecessary emotion.

“You are not trained for this slave,” Bane said calming down slightly in reaction to me. “The lead Healers deal with this slave. She has special needs.”

The Healers told Damien that was fine, but I had a broken rib. I needed treatment fast or I would be in great pain. This damage would cause difficulty with my breathing for two moons if they let it sit unhealed.

“Thank you,” Damien said politely as Evan picked me up. I hissed and struggled when pressure was applied to my right chest. Evan quickly adjusted his arms so he did not hurt me. I focused on Christof’s unbroken body and felt the pain seep from me. Of course, now I felt the anger.

The lead Healers were called to our quarters and they met us at the door. They examined me quickly and came to the same conclusion their cousins had. The men pulled out a similar device and pressed it against the tender flesh.

Damien and his Brothers had seen this before. The healers used it to accelerate the healing of broken bones. Something similar had been used on Bane and Christof as children. We had no idea how it worked.

I suddenly moved away from the device in horror. jill this harm the child inside?” Damien asked placing a hand over the instrument.

It wasn’t Damien’s worry; it was mine. I knew thatpregnantwomen couldn’t do certain things because it could cause birth defects. Not surprisingly Damien and his Brothers had never heard of that before, but now the knowledge concerned them.

My family refused to let the Healers continue because they didn’t know if this was safe inpregnancyor not. In fact, the Healers had never considered that idea. Damien scoffed openly at their ignorance and demanded they find out.

“We will contract our Mistress,” they told Damien, “she has access to the great knowledge base. We will know soon. Keep the slave breathing deeply.”

That was right, at least in my experience. Back on Earth Uncle Eddy had been quite a terror when he wasdrunk. When my mom got started it would be an all out battle between them. The fights would be verbal until one of them completely Lost it and then it would be physical.

Eddy had broken several of mom’s ribs one time.Tapewasn’t good for the lungs the doctor had said. I remembered how the doctor had fussed at them and told them the best treatment was deep breaths and pain control. I was scared to use the foul smelling goop though, so I concentrated on deep breathing. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“A Little might not hurt,” Kein said watching my eyes.

I thought of every deformed human I’d ever seen. The men were horrified. Nothing would touch me until the truth was found out. They hated to see my pain, but understood the possible dire consequence.

I was salty and sandy from the beach, so the men took me into the shower and washed me gently. Christof breathed slowly and deeply, encouraging me to do the same. As long as I kept my conscious mind away from my own body that was easy to do.

The only problem with concentrating on the men was I kept being subjected to their anger. When I fully opened to them, I felt them forcibly probing my memories. It was uncomfortable to be bonded Like this again. My men interrogated me at my deepest, most private level.

There were things I had not shared with them, like all Vesa’s prior insults. I had never said my friends and I were isolated at the Keepers. I would not have brought such trivial information to their attention. Now they were livid to find out after the fact.

“You are not honest with us,” Bane said sounding calm. “We thought we had taught you not to hold back from us. This girl has made you unhappy for many day cycles.”