Page 241 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

“Like it, Baby?”

Anna nodded, unable to think of anything but his presence inside her. He held her hips and she rode him hard, the world exploding into colors moments later. He pushed her gently off his lap, then led her down to the grass where all manner of sex was occurring. It was a giant blob of naked bodies. Tongues, cocks, breasts, hands, pussies. Moans, cries, and groans filled the air as no orifice was left empty. Men fucked men who were fucking women. If there was an available organ, it was used. If there was a hole, it was filled.

The night was a blur of sex and orgasms and pain and ecstasy.

Chapter 115

Late Sunday morning, Anna awoke, naked, in the midst of a sea of naked men and women. Her head ached and she dislodged a man’s arm across her waist before sitting up and rubbing her eyes. Both men and slaves had passed out from sheer exhaustion, oblivious to their location. Some even looked as if they’d fallen asleep in the middle of sex. Clothes were strewn all around the field. There was no way she was going to find her gown. She crawled to her feet, stood for a moment on shaky legs, and began to make her way back to the pavilion.

As she stepped over bodies, she spotted Devin in the distance with two brunettes in his arms. She quickly turned away. Tommy was curled around a small redhead. She winced and hurried away.

Why did she allow herself to care about the men she slept with? Caring just meant getting hurt in the long run. Or maybe the real question was, why did it bother her when certain men slept with other women? Surely she was weak to feel sad about such things. It was the way her world worked. Men slept with whom they wanted to. Anna slept with whomever she was told to sleep with. Wishing it were different was foolish.

She sighed as she walked into the pavilion. After retrieving a gown from the back “closet,” Anna made her way to the girl’s dorm. She cleaned up and dressed, then headed back outside.

As she was leaving, movement in the trees caught her attention. A moan came from the same direction, then the sound of something being hit. Slowly and carefully, she made her way through the woods over rough terrain that hurt her feet. After a few minutes of walking, she came upon a small open field at the top of a hill.

She fell to her knees and nearly vomited.

Five girls hung from a wooden beam, their hands tied above their heads. They were bloody and bruised. Three of them hung limply, seemingly dead. The only reason she knew they were female was because of their long hair and bloody stumps where their breasts had been. One’s legs were gone. The other two girls were still alive, though barely. A man swung a long sword up between one girl’s legs, chopping her in half from her pussy up. She grunted with each stroke. Anna couldn’t imagine why she wasn’t screaming until she saw her lips had been sewn together. The other girls’ had been sewn shut too. The last girl was being viciously whipped with a cat-o’-nine-tails, her flesh ripping with each stroke.

Anna gasped and clasped her hand over her mouth when she realized that these were the girls who had attacked her the day before.

Anna struggled to her feet and hurried back through the trees, tears streaming down her face. Horrible memories flashed through her mind from when Devin had punished her years ago for trying to kill herself. He had tortured a woman to death in front of Anna, much like these had obviously been—or were being—tortured.

Anna collapsed to her knees and vomited. Strong arms wrapped around her and she jumped. She looked up to see Ian behind her.

“Devin didn’t want you to see that.” He handed her a towel to wipe her mouth.

“Why would he care if I saw or not?” Her voice cracked.

“Because he was afraid you’d get sick. Like you did.” He gave her a wry smile as he helped her to her feet. “C’mon. Let’s go back to the pavilion.” He scooped her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her back to the field.

He put her in bed, then went to find Maggie. They returned a few minutes later with a tray of food, but Anna couldn’t eat. All she could do was remember the horrible images.

“Mistress, you must eat.”

She shook her head and lay back in bed. Maggie left, leaving the tray behind. Ian stayed with her, brushing her hair back from her face as she lay on the bed. “Will you lie down with me?” she asked in a weak voice. She felt so lonely.

Ian slid under the covers behind her and held her close. His big body made her feel protected. It also made her think about Alex, which made her feel even lonelier. When Ian started kissing her neck, it was a welcome distraction, and helped to push her lonely thoughts aside.

Anna spent the rest of Sunday in meetings with Devin. Since there was no official Gathering that evening, once the sun began to set, the Elders, Elder-Sons, and Anna got back into their enormous limo and drove back to the hotel in downtown Washington, D.C. The Elders had a dinner meeting in Devin’s suite and Anna was told to spend the evening with the Elder-Sons.

Rylan, the oldest Elder-Son, had a large suite that the Sons ate dinner in that night. Anna was used as they wished. They weren’t overly cruel, but weren’t nice either. Tommy sat on the couch and watched without participating.

The Sons drank a lot and when they’d all either passed out or were incoherent, Tommy took Anna back to his hotel room. They hadn’t spoken since they’d had sex. Anna had kept things formal and distant, as was proper.

Tommy filled the bathtub and got in, pulling Anna with him. “Tommy, you don’t need to be nice.” He held her hand as she stepped into the tub. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

He chuckled. “Why wouldn’t I want to be nice?”

“Because...” Anna sighed. “It’s just unnecessary. You’re an Elder-Son. My job is to please you.”

“Anna...” He pulled her back against his chest, but she didn’t want to relax into him. “Why are you so stiff?”

Anna stared at her hands in the water. “I am here to please you. That is my duty.”

“I brought you here so we could be together without the others.” He nuzzled her neck. “Not so you could perform your duty. I want you with me.”

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