Alien Love Slave (Sex Slave Series #1) (4 page)

I swung my legs off of the table and stretched my muscles
, my back popping in several places. Although I’d had a restful sleep, it was quite disconcerting not to have clothing.

Mind you, I’m not a prude; I walk around my apartment naked,
and
I have...no,
had
a boyfriend
, so I was willing to get naked with a man
;
but, like any woman, I prefer at least
a little clothing
when talking to others.

Here, I had
nothing. There was no hiding at all – not even behind a chair or table
.
Even my neck felt naked
…and so did my back. I reached to touch the nape of my neck and was horrified to discover the lack of hair covering
it.
Oh
,
my
G
od, the bastards had cut off my beautiful hair!
It had been cut in a bob. Damn them! I’d never felt so exposed and violated.
I didn’t even have pubic hair for crying out loud!

I began to search the room in earnest for an exit, running my hands over as much
of
the surface of the walls and floor
as
I could reach. Incredibly, the small room seemed void of creases or indents for doors
.

Every single surface was smooth; there were no outlets or windows, no air vents or decorations of any kind.
How were the grays entering and leaving the room?

Frustrated, I turned around to sit on the table once more only to discover it had disappeared as well. I never even heard it move, yet, it looked as though it had never been there at all.

A voice behind me made me jump. “Human woman,” said the professor, “it is time for sustenance.”

I turned around
,
and he was suddenly there holding a tray of food. I peeked around him, but still found no door. Crossing my arms over my breasts, I said, “I’m not hungry.”

He took a few paces toward me
then set the tray on the floor. “If you eat, I will tell you about Phase 3,” he bribed.

By now, the scent of bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, and maple syrup had wafted its way toward me. Dammit, it did smell delicious
,
and my stomach growled in response.

“Is it poisoned?” I asked
and then
felt immediately ridiculous for even asking. Sure, Sid, your abductors are going to tell you they poisoned food
,
and
then
you’ll
definitely
eat it.

“No, human woman,
poisoning you
would be count
er-productive.” He motioned to the floor for me to sit, “Relax, enjoy your breakfast
,
and I will explain what happens next.”

Food was a decent distraction from my nakedness.
I sat on the floor in front of the
tray
and ate until I was stuffed. It was a
s
wonderful as it smelled. The entire time, the gray simply stood a few feet away from me, watching my every move
and
never saying a word.

After I finished the last swallow of juice, I asked, “
I want to know who you are before you tell me anything else.
”

The professor stared at me with his huge black eyes but remained silent. Now, I was getting angry. “I
said,
who are you?” I asked in a raised voice.

He held up his hand and stated, “I am conferring with my colleagues as to
the depth of information I can offer.”

Hmm...so this guy isn’t the head honcho after all. He’s some lackey sent to deal with the prisoner.

“
We ar
e a nomadic race who specialize
s
in acquiring certain kinds of
property. Our customers require
specific
types
of merchandise
,
and we search the galaxy to meet their requirements. You will find that, while in our care, you will be treated well
and
your every need
will be
met. Your health will not deteriorate
,
and you will not age.”

I thought a moment before asking my next question.
“Okay,
but
why do you need me?
Am I some kind of liaison? If that is the case, I’m going to need something to wear.”

The professor shook his head, “No, human woman, you—”

“I can’t go around naked
,
” I interrupted. “And my name is Sidney.”

“You will remain calm,” he said, matter-of-factly
,
and once again, I was instantly relaxed. “To continue: you, human woman...Sidney,
are the property of which I speak.”

Even in my calm state of being, I knew something was not right about that sentence. Property...I was property. Each time I felt anger over being referred to as this property, my inner hackles rose; however, the emotion was interrupted
by
such calming waves, I
couldn’t dwell on it if I wanted.

“
Our branch specializes in
sexual gratification and
primitive breeding practices, where a womb, sperm and egg are required to procreate.
We will loan your body to our clients for
their sexual needs and
breeding purposes. If they succeed in the process of fertilization, they will keep you to produce more of their young.”

Some part of my brain absolutely didn’t like what he was saying
,
and my breathing increased ten-fold. Sweat broke out all over my body
,
and I began to shake uncontrollably. Finally, the pent-up emotions came crashing over me
,
and I fully understood my predicament.

I screamed, “NO!! I am no one’s property! I am not a slave
,
and I will not
consent
to being
used
for your fucking breeding purposes! I am human! I have rights
!
I h—” I lunged for the gray only to run directly into a clear wall.

I heard a loud snapping noise as I hit
an invisible
force field
,
and
it zapped me with a jolt of electricity so power
ful
, I was thrown back twenty feet
. I slid on my ass, then smacked into the wall and fell on my side.

It was strange
–
I saw the wall ripple as I made contact with it
,
and for a moment, I would have sworn I saw
hundred
s of gray faces staring at me from around the room. They were stacked, one on top of the other, and
directly
next
to each other as though only each being’
s head, minus the body, was in a stadium seat.

It reminded me of the seats in a movie theater, only I was the entertainment
,
and I gasped at the
recognition
.

The
sudden realization
floated away with a
ll thoughts of retaliation
as the calmness settled in once again. I realized then and there that
the
translator they had shoved into my
ear yesterday was also modifying my thoughts
and
stealing my will
.

I shoved my finger in my ear, attempting to dig the thing out, but the gray stopped my pursuit
,
and I was unable to resist
. “You will not remove the device
, Sidney
. By now it has firmly embedded into your eardrum, brain and spine. If anyone attempts to remove it, you will die.”

Tears ran down my face as I realized I was never going to go home. I would never escape this place. I was the grays
’
property
,
and I was totally fucked.

After I had calmed down to an acceptable level, professor gray continued explaining the third phase. “
H
uman men and women
are extremely predictable,” he chastised as though
I
was responsible for the human race. Asshole.

I found it interesting I was still allowed to think a few independent thoughts, but
they definitely were not private; the
professor could clearly read my
mind
and answered. “We have found that taking away all human will and independent thinking lessens the
possibility of procreation with our clients
.
”

“So you use our emotions against us. Wow, you guys are unbelievable!” I huffed, becoming angry again.

“If you continue your illogical behavior, I will refrain from discussing the next phase with you,” he said
without an ounce of emotion.

I ran my hands over my face and took a deep breath. “Fine,” I smiled, “please continue, jackass.” I muttered the last word under my breath.

“Each species you will encounter is sentient. All have a brain center
,
and all communicate. Some will communicate verbally, others will send messages
mentally. A few will not bother communing with you at all.”

“Do they have morals and ethics?” I asked snarkily.

He dismissed my comment with a wave of his hand. “
Each species
who
hire us
for breeding purposes
is at the point of extinction. Is it not somewhat of an honor to be the mother that will continue a race?”

Well, hell, I hadn’t even thought about that. “If I weren’t
forced
to do this, then
I
might consider
it
an honor, yes.”

“You will find, hu
man w
—”

“Sidney!” I insisted.
He stopped talking
,
and I could tell he was silently talking with his
superiors.

“It is acceptable to call you Sidney,” he informed me.

“Oh
,
goodie,” I said unenthusiastically. Inside, I
have to admit, I
felt a tiny bit of triumph.

“Sidney,” he began again, “you will discover great pleasure with each encounter. It is a requirement stated clearly in our contract with each species.
”

“
Gee, how thoughtful of you,” I said snidely. “Y
ou actually think I will
enjoy
being taken against my will?
!
”
I stomped my foot for emphasis.

“
Considering your position in the situation, I thought it would offer a minor amount of comfort,” replied professor gray.

I was beginning to feel outraged at the whole damn thing again when the
soft, warm-fuzzy feelings took over my mind. I put my hands on either side of my temple and shook my head. “Stop
!
...it
,
” I said. The word “it” sounded like a contented sigh.

While I was having my mini-tantrum and shaking my head, the gray disappeared from the room. I looked around only to discover I was alone once again.

Alarm ran through me as I realized I had neglecte
d to ask two quite pertinent questions: what happens when I do get pregnant and with what kind of species was I going to be having sex?

The second question would be answered within a matter of hours, much to my dismay.

Measuring time without the sun rising or setting is impossible for most people. I was definitely not one
who possess
ed
the ability to automatically know
the
time
of day
or to wake myself up at a specifically set time just by thinking about it.

I could have been in what I was now calling my “cell” for
one
day or several days, I had absolutely no idea. My stomach was the only
consistent
reminder I had to even slightly judge the passage of time.

A voice interrupted the quiet, “Sidney, you will turn around and walk through the opening in the wall.”

Why did they always open and close doors behind me instead of in front of me? Would doing so expose something they didn’t want me to see?
Annoyed, I turned around to find a circular opening leading to what had to be my imagination.

Thirty feet away from me was a lush, gorgeous jungle.
I gasped as I walked closer to the doorway, amazed and intrigued
by
the terrain.
Everywhere I looked,
green plants and huge trees that had to be hundreds
-
even thousands
-
of years old
were thick on the landscape
.