The Life of Anna, Part 1: Enslaved (23 page)

“How may I please you, Kurt?” I asked, kissing his neck and stroking his cock up and down.

He moaned and smiled seductively at me. “I want to share you with Tony,” he murmured. He looked behind me and nodded, then sat back on his heels to watch.

I forced myself to stay still as Tony put his hand gently on my shoulder. Something hot
and hard pressed between my ass cheeks. Tony’s cock. I stiffened and I squeezed my eyes shut and arched my back in preparation.

Tony moved his hand to my hip and kissed my shoulder.
“Anna, relax. This shouldn’t hurt.”

Yeah right.

I swallowed and took a deep breath as he pressed forward slowly. He'd used lube; I could tell by how easily he slipped into me. He slid his other hand to my breast and I felt a pleasing fullness pass through my asshole. I gasped and opened my eyes in surprise, then rolled my head back against his bare shoulder and moaned as he slid inside me.

“Oh, it doesn’t hurt!” I exclaimed in surprise. “It actually feels...good.” I exhaled as he slowly thrust in a few times before pausing.

“It should never hurt, Anna,” Tony murmured in my ear, then sucked on my earlobe. “It should feel incredible.”

I hissed as he pinched my nipples. My brain was rapidly trying to process this new information and I felt a little dizzy. Anal not
hurt?
Oh, God, it feels so good!
I moaned loudly and Tony chuckled.

“There’s more, hon.”

I opened my eyes as he pushed my knees apart and held me close. Kurt lifted back up onto his knees and moved closer to me, stroking his cock. He kissed me as his cock pressed against my pussy and he pushed himself inside.

Gasping, I broke the kiss and cried out loudly as he filled me with his huge cock. It was more intense than any sex I
’d had before.
Is there room there for both of them?
I moaned and writhed as he pressed his body against mine.

I was on my knees, sandwiched between these two large men. I felt so small. My nerves were tingling everywhere. They both still wore their jeans, but their chests were hot and bare. My brain and body were on sensation overload. I could hardly breathe. Electricity surged through my body.

Kurt took my cheeks in his hands and turned my face up to look at him. “Are you okay?”

I nodded, mouth hanging open, speechless. I wasn't used to so much concern for my well
-being. I liked it. Kurt leaned down and kissed me, trailing his fingers down my neck. “You are so beautiful, Anna.”

Tony kissed the side of my neck and moved his hands down to cradle my breasts. Kurt
’s hands moved down to my hips and they began to move. First, they moved in unison, both thrusting in and out at the same time. Pleasure surged through my body unlike I’d felt before. I couldn’t think about anything but the sensation of them both fucking me at the same time. I was approaching orgasm already. I panted as they changed their rhythm to thrust alternately inside me. First Tony, then Kurt. Back and forth. I could hardly process what was going on.

Kurt and Tony changed back to the first rhythm and I groaned. The feeling intensified instantly and I screamed. Enormous waves of intense pleasure steamrolled over me. I heard Kurt and Tony groan and curse. They throbbed inside me, which pushed me into a whole new level of pleasure. Tears of pleasure streamed down my face as I clung tightly to Kurt
’s upper arms.

I gasped for breath as I leaned forward onto Kurt
’s shoulder. He brought his hand behind my head and massaged the back of my neck. Tony moved his hands around my waist and sucked on the side of my neck.

I liked the sensation of being in between two nice men. I felt warm and cared for.
Their body heat radiated into me as they kissed and caressed me. My body felt as limp as a noodle; If I hadn’t been in between them I would have fallen over.

Tony slipped out of me first, followed by Kurt.
“You seemed to enjoy that,
Engel
,” Kurt murmured in my ear.

I nodded.
“Did you?” That was more important than my enjoyment.


Ja.
Very much so.” He looked behind him and chuckled. “Are you up for a little more?”

I looked at him and he motioned to where Seth was sitting in an armchair, watching me as he stroked his cock.
God, that’s erotic.

“Would it please you, Kurt?” I asked.

He grinned and nodded. “
Ja
,” he said firmly.

I looked up at Seth as I stood and walked over to him. He pulled me to straddle his lap and kissed me. I took his cock in my hand and rubbed myself on him as he moaned. My thumb grazed his double
-ring piercing.

“Hi,” he said in a quiet voice, his face close to mine.

“Hi,” I replied in an equally quiet voice.

His thumb caressed my cheek and his brown eyes were soft as he looked at me. I blinked, surprised at his gentle touch and the affection in his eyes.
Where did that come from? I hardly know the man.

He kissed me again, deeper this time. His dark hair, although cut very short in a military fashion, felt soft against my fingertips. He cupped my breast and massaged it gently. Even though I
’d just had a magnificent orgasm not five minutes before, my body awoke once more under his touch.

I liked his gentle touch and the way he looked at me.
A lot. Seth continued to kiss me and caress my body. I stroked his cock up and down until he gasped for breath.

His eyes were intense as he put his hands on my hips to direct me onto his cock. He kissed me and guided me in rocking my hips against him.

“You feel so good...,” he groaned against my mouth.

I smiled and clenched around him as I moved. He cursed and tightened his hands on my hips. I moaned against his mouth as I felt another orgasm building.
I leaned my head back and cried out loudly as his hands tightened at my hips and he throbbed inside me.

“You are an amazing woman, Anna,” he murmured as collapsed on his chest. He ran his hands slowly up and down my back. My eyes closed and we sat together quietly as we caught our breath.

Tony cursed softly from the couch and I opened my eyes to see him looking towards the doorway. Alex stood there with his arms crossed and his jaw clenched.

His eyes hardened when our eyes met. Was he jealous? I could take care of him too. I wouldn
’t mind at all. I gave him a small smile and moved to stand and go to him, but his frown deepened and I froze, halfway out of Seth’s lap.

“Kurt, take Anna to bed,” Alex commanded, not moving his gaze away from me.
“Now.”

Kurt laughed and said something in German. Alex turned to glare at his brother and Kurt stopped mid
-word.

I blinked, unable to move. Seth pushed me gently and I straightened. Kurt helped me into my dress before pulling me to the door. Alex stared past me as he moved aside for Kurt and
I to leave. As the door closed behind us, I heard Alex shouting in German.

“Why is he angry?” I asked softly, looking up at Kurt.

He frowned and shook his head. “I have no idea. We were all enjoying ourselves. I do not see why he would be upset. You were enjoying yourself,
ja
?”

I nodded and smiled.
“Very much so. Were you?”

Kurt wrapped his arms around me.

Ja
. You are a beautiful woman, Anna. Watching you is like watching a beautiful dance. You are so graceful.” He chuckled. “A man can only enjoy himself so much before he needs a break. Watching you is almost as good as having you.”

I smiled at the compliment.
“Thank you.”

“I will ask
Vati
what is up Alex’s ass tomorrow. He has never cared about my activities before. He usually encourages it.”

We settled into bed and watched TV for a while, then made love one more time and went to sleep. I would miss Kurt when he was gone.

Chapter 17
                   
 

 

 

Ian knocked on my door about a half hour after I had returned to the Manor.

“Devin wants you to go get your necklace fixed this afternoon.”

I looked at where the necklace was sitting on the fireplace mantle.
“Okay. When do you want to go?”

He shook his head.
“You’re supposed to drive yourself.”

I stared at him for a moment.
“Me drive?” I had my license, but rarely used it. I hadn’t even taken the driving test. Jack gave me a few lessons over the course of several weeks, took me downtown to the Department of Motor Vehicles and, after I’d given some man a blowjob, was handed my license. Jack only let me drive on rare occasions. Very rare. “I...okay.” I knew I had to do as Devin asked, but the whole idea of driving made me nervous.

Thirty minutes later, I pulled the borrowed BMW into a small, run
-down shopping center and looked around nervously. This is where Devin would have me get my jewelry fixed? Why would he use such a place? I went into the jewelry store and told the man behind the counter that Devin had sent me to have my necklace fixed.

He looked at it, surprised.
“You are Anna?” He spoke with a thick accent.

I nodded.

He looked at me closely. “Twenty minutes,” he said, and turned and walked to the back of the store.

I left the store and wandered around the shopping center. It had a liquor store, a coin
-op laundry, and a gas station. Something about it gave me the creeps, but I knew Devin wouldn’t send me somewhere dangerous.

Twenty minutes later, I walked back into the store but didn
’t see the man, so I perused the jewelry in the cases. Some of it was very pretty. Some of it...well, I didn’t understand why anyone would want to wear such an ugly thing.

Ten minutes later, the man still hadn
’t reappeared. I stepped to the counter closest to the open door at the back of the store. “Hello?”


Da, Da
,” he said. “I’m almost done. I’m sorry it took longer than I expected.” He walked out with a friendly smile. “If you’d like, there are chairs back here. I’ll be about ten more minutes.” He motioned through the door.

I looked at the door hesitantly. Devin wouldn
’t send me anywhere dangerous.

I smiled and accepted his invitation. He pointed to a group of wooden chairs in the corner and so I sat down and watched him work. I guessed him to be in his early sixties, with gray hair and beard. He wore a blue flannel shirt that brought out the blue of his eyes.

A few minutes later a younger man, maybe in his early thirties, walked in the room and spoke with the older man in another language. The older man nodded and motioned in my direction. The younger man peered at me with a wicked smile on his face and walked toward me.

Butterflies started fluttering madly in my stomach and I stood quickly.
“I can come back tomorrow….” But the younger man stepped in front of me.

If I hadn
’t been so scared of the expression in his eyes, I would have thought him handsome. His jet-black hair made his electric blue eyes stand out. I didn’t want a stranger touching me. For the first time, I felt the need, and the ability, to try and run away from a man.

I took a step to the side and tried to get by but he stepped in front of me. He caressed my upper arm.
“Where are you going?” he asked. He had an accent as well, but it was much fainter than the older man’s.

“I—I have to get home.” I tried stepping the other direction but he moved too. I swallowed. “Please let me go,” I whispered.

“Let a pretty girl like you go without getting to know you better? That would be a crime against nature.” He grabbed onto my waist and pulled me towards him, then slid his hands down my ass and began kneading it.

I pressed against his chest.
“Please, let me go. Don’t you know who I am?” I tried to pull my diamond status card.

The man just laughed.
“You’re a sex slave from the Manor.” He grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked my head back, exposing my neck, which he sucked on. “You’re not supposed to say no.”

No, I
’m not! I’m Devin’s Mistress. “But Devin said my necklace-”

He laughed.
“I don’t see a necklace. Do you, Papa?”

The older man chuckled and shook his head.
“No, Max. I do not.”

“I don’t see a necklace. How am I supposed to know what kind of girl you are?” He gave me an evil grin. “Are you a red girl?”

Oh, God...
“No, no I’m not!” I exclaimed. I pushed against his chest hard and fell backward onto the chair.

He laughed.
“No, sweetheart. We’re not going to do it here. Someone might hear you scream and that would be bad for business.”

Terror filled my heart.
“Please don’t hurt me,” I begged softly.

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