A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

My owners seemed disappointed to have purchased such a stupid slave, but they did not sell me. However, they barely acknowledge they owned me. I had one outfit they put me in every day. They didn’t even name me. I was just ‘slave’. My Masters did the absolute minimum to care for me.

They did make sure all my needs were met, though. I was fed and housed.

Reminding myself of how the life of a slave should work, I focused on being grateful. Really there was only one thing the men did that was unpleasant for me.

My new Masters plucked the hair on my stomach to remove my old Master’s mark. They worked on it and kept it plucked daily. Secretly, I was glad they didn’t have it removed by the jelly creatures. Even after they were done, I could still feel my first Master’s insignia and that made me happy.

I often wondered what Master Damien had told these men to make them buy me. It was such a strange arrangement. Slaves here were used for sex, not information. We had names and were covered in ornamentation.

Finally I had the nerve to speak to my friends about it.

It took a lot of determination for me to face Rose and Fuji with my questions. I was happy my new owners never touched me, but I felt their lack of interest in me made me weird. Shrugging off the shame of being the only sex slave in the compound not used for sex, I approached my friends.

“They don’t use me,” I blurted out staring at the sand one afternoon.

Rose, Fuji, and I were resting beneath a large shade tree. The breeze blew and I played absently with the edge of a large root.

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Both the other girls were quiet for a moment before Rose spoke. “What do you mean they don’t use you?”

“They don’t use me for sex. It’s not that I want them to, it’s just I feel it’s strange. Have there been other slaves the Warriors didn’t use for sex?” I finally asked.

“No,” Fuji said staring at me. “That is why they buy us, Ciara. There is no other use for a slave.

“They ask me about my home planet,” I told the girls. “I teach them to speak English. .

“We’ve noticed you only have the one outfit,” Rose said softly. “It’s getting frayed at the edges, because you wear it every day.”

Fuji spoke next. “Have you made them angry?” she asked. “Is that why they don’t touch you or ornament you?”

“I make them angry all the time,” I huffed. “They ask questions I can’t hope to answer adequately. I know they must be smart, they understand things at a level I never have. When I can’t answer questions they lock me in the box.”

I pulled my knees up to my chin and looked at the waves

“Perhaps they did not really want a slave,” Rose pondered. “They are very intelligent men. My owners have gone to them before with problems.

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“Once the curiosity is gone, I wonder if they will sell you,” Fuji said.

That idea terrified me, but Fuji had said it with calm indifference.

“I don’t know,” I answered her still staring out at the waves.

Being sold again was something I dreaded. I hated the way my fate could be so easily changed and altered. If I continued to obsess about it, I would be upset.