A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Is that the name the men called her or it the name she had on Earth?” he asked sternly.

I watched the man’s eyes and didn’t see anger, only a certain resolve.

He called me Rachel so he knew slaves were renamed. This man expected to hear Rose’s original name.

“She was named Ruth on Earth,” I told him and he smiled approvingly.

“Ruth it is then and what about the poor, bound girl?” the man asked.

“What was her name?”

“Always Fuj given names until they are owned. If their owner wishes to give them a name, they get one.”

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I told him honestly, “women from her planet are not

That gave the man pause. He and his Brothers found it odd. That didn’t fit into the way they thought things always were and it confused them. In their experience, everyone was given a name.

“Fuji is from Batra,” I tried to explain, “I don’t really know where that is. From what Fuji said all the women are slaves. She doesn’t know another way.”

“She will learn,” Thom said with conviction turning his attention back to the void of nothingness we were passing through.

The twists and turns in the cave continued. Eventually I got used to the lack of scenery and the lack of light. The air started to get colder and I felt the chill on my face. Despite being underground it felt like

we were making for the mountains faster than I’d ever done before.

The men we were with watched out for attack and protected us, but not the way Damien or Basin did. It was strange to realize that with freedom came responsibility. If I was cold, I had to button my own coat. There was no one who would do it for me.

Water was passed around in something Like a canteen eventually. I took a drink and tried to pass it to Rose. She looked at me and took the container slowly, but did not put it to her lips

“Drink, Ruth,” one of the men said, “it is good water and will refresh you.”

“I am Rose,” she said staring at the floor. “Ciara, please, tell these men I am Rose.”

“You are Ruth,” Thom said from behind her, “and you may speak to us. There is no owner to hurt you. Drink your water and be calm. You are free now.”

The man’s assumption irritated me. Damien and his Brothers did not hurt me. They had it all wrong and I was about to tell them. Rose’s voice stopped me cold.

“I was free before,” Rose said harshly still staring down, “and I was hurt. Basin and his Brothers protect and cherish me. My name is Rose and I want to know where Basin and his Brothers are.”

The men all made sounds that told me they felt sorry for us.

“Drink, Ruth,” the man said in coaxing terms, “do not worry over those men anymore. You must not fear.”

I had a sinking feeling in my stomach that had nothing to do with the transport and it’s erratic path.