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A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Chapter 490
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Rose pointed to the left most door way. She told the men it had been decorated and stocked with things for them. The other two rooms were for Basin’s family and Stayne’s family.

“I wonder why we are kept separate from the other men?” Christof asked looking around at our private space.

Rose answered him quietly. The other men didn’t act well around slaves. They had foolishly harmed me before. No one else was permitted in this set of rooms. If the women found anyone here, they would kill them.

Damien was fine with that. He’d rather not havearound the men up here anyway. Bane walked toward their rooms and opened the leather drape that acted as the door.

After the last few days I expected an empty cave, that was not the case. We entered into the sitting room. Much like always the living area was dotted with several chairs around a fire pit. Kein lit the lamps and we went into the bed area.

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The comfortable Looking, round bed was there, draped in their colors and symbol. Off to the side was a closet. It had been well stocked with dresses forand clothing for the men. Even boots were present in the closet. Nothing had been forgotten.

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“Clook,” I heard Christof say and I felt the strangeness reverberate through all of us.

We stepped back into the main room and through a leather cover I had not noticed before. Inside Kein lit the Lamps and I stood Looking at my own warm stone. It was a birthing room.

The birthing room was large, obviously meant to comfortably fit Nu-reeh should she choose to cin. This room would preventfrom having to give birth in Nu-reeh’s quarters. I was grateful for the

privacy, but terrified at the implications.

Nu-reeh truly meant to breedso often I would need my own quarters for it. The thought depressed me terribly.

“Con,” Bane said pullingtoward another room, “let’s bathe and settle in.”

There was a bath in our quarters, as well as, a shower. It was a funny ‘luxury the men thought. They’d be just as fine using the Large bath out front, but I did Like to bathe in privacy. We’d makehappy for now, particularly since I seemed upset.

The men and I stripped and filled the pool in our quarters with steaming water. They felt the cold melt out of their bones as they sunk into the warmth. I had not realized how uncomfortable they really were. The water brought their aches over the Last many days to the forefront. It had been masked before.

“If we allowed misery to master us, it would make us a weak family,” Damien said pullingto straddle his lap. “We can depend on one another to double our strength-“

“-or doubly weaken it,” Christof finished. “I do not understand the bonds the females share, but I imagine it is similar. They must bond with Sisters who increase their strength. It seems very important.”

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It did seem very important. I worried that the next girl know how to make good strong connections. From what Hannah had toldhaving a strong Sister that knew the world had been a wonderful thing. I wanted my daughters to know how to find that.

“I don’t know how to teach her that,” I said running the cloth slowly over Damien’s chest.

“Hannah never explained tohow she knew…”

I felt deficient again and the men groaned openly.

“Ciara,” Damien said tilting my face until I looked into his eyes, “we are strong and capable. Our female children will be the same. Finding a Sister is probably Like finding a Brother. She will know what we Look for in one another and find the sthing in her family. You must cease this incessant worry. It is distracting and pointless.”

I looked into Damien’s eyes as the internal conversation took over. This stress I insisted on having may have been what fostered my irrational concern over Nu-reeh. They would not letdwell this time.

“It’s the truth,” I insisted fisting my hands against Damien’s chest. They refused to listen or letdwell on it. The memories I had of those times I claimed Nu-reeh controlled them were manifestations of illness in my mind. There was no use in replaying those events.