Slave to His Desires Read Free

isn’t a pimp?”
    “This isn’t like Earth. Human rights…aren’t something that
exist here. You’re property, parts. Animal testing…you could be the animal.
I’ve heard, seen terrible things.” He frowned then continued. She noticed he
spoke with a bit of an accent, forming his sentences strangely. “We come here
often. The man who bought you comes to the market for lunch every day. I’ve
seen him watch, but I’ve never seen him buy before today. You are either a gift
or a house slave. That’s the best you can hope for, so congratulations. It
could be a lot worse.”
    “Let me go, please, I don’t want to be a slave!”
    “Where will you go? You don’t speak the language. There
isn’t some embassy or humanitarian aid station for you. This is it, if you
leave, much worse things will happen to you. I’m doing you a favor. Sorry,
lady.”
    Madison couldn’t even breathe, his words hit harder than a
sucker punch. He’d laid out her fate in stark painful reality that she hoped
somewhere inside she had the strength to survive. Aliens…aliens enslaved her.
How could she possibly get home? She didn’t even know where in the universe she
was, or which universe she was in. Tears chocked her as the realization she
very likely would never see her parents again filled her mind. All she’d ever
wanted was to dance, but she would trade every second of applause and fame for
a ticket home.
    “What’s that thing behind your ear?” Madison wondered what
they’d done to Jerry.
    “It’s a translator. I speak many languages because of this.
It takes a lot of practice to use it right, but I’m glad I have it. Sucks not
to be able to talk. It took them about six months to decide I was hardworking
enough to be useful and spend the money getting me fitted.”
    She waited in the quiet coolness below the stage, naked as
Eve, for what seemed like hours. When Jerry returned, he brought a tall, thin
alien with him. She was very pretty, and her air of confidence made it clear
she wasn’t a slave. Jerry tugged on Madison’s leash, bringing her to the woman.
Madison felt surprised. Had she been a gift to the woman? Was she the wife of
the man who’d purchased her?
    When the woman smiled down at her, darkness in those big
lavender eyes caused a spike of fear to stab right though Madison’s stomach. It
was a sexual look. Her situation seemed even more frightening and unsure. These
people could do anything that they wanted with her, and no one would stop them.
She’d no recourse, no rights, and still she didn’t feel like property. Her mind
couldn’t accept this as her future. A promising future full of joy and talent
awaited her at home.
    The woman reached out to touch her hair, sliding it back so
she could get a better view of Madison’s breasts, making Madison flinch. An
angry tug at the leash was all the reminder she needed to stay focused. She was
a long way from home, and she was a world away from true freedom. Determination
to return home kept her from completely crumbling. She doubted she’d ever truly
be free from the horror of this experience, but once she was on Earth she could
at least begin to work through the wounds being kidnapped, then displayed naked
to strangers, were leaving on her psyche.
    The woman’s cold, small hand reached out and gently spun her
around, slowly. Madison had never felt so dirty. The look on the woman’s face
showed no compassion, only intense interest. Her dominating look of glee
revealed that she was enjoying the power she held over Madison.
    Jerry glanced over from where he stood working. Madison
could see his fearful look. Was he afraid of this woman? She knew she’d have to
be very cautious. Death or maiming wasn’t on her agenda for today. This young
man had experience as a slave, and she’d be wise to respect his fear.
    Strange words came out of the woman’s mouth, singsong and
haunting. She’d no idea if it was a sentence or one word. When the alien looked
annoyed,