Page 82 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

Anna followed Alex back to her room, her mind full of what had just happened. Her Masters were going to let her live outside the Manor. In her own apartment and have her own car? The thought was both thrilling and terrifying. Alex trusted her to drive? Did he know she barely had any experience?

Why had Alex been so insistent on her having freedom? Why had Devin agreed? Perhaps Devin wasn’t as angry and cruel as she’d thought during the ritual. Maybe it was just what he had to do to perform it? Why else would he agree to Alex’s requests?

She blew out a breath as the man who monitored her door opened it, and Alex walked inside. She followed a few steps behind.

Alex instructed her to undress and lie down on the bed as he disappeared into the bathroom. A moment later, she heard the water running.

She stared at the bathroom door for a moment, her thoughts running wild. What would she do with such freedom? Read? Spend time with Jenna?

Dance! Alex had insisted on her being able to dance more. She didn’t really understand why, but her heart filled with gratitude.

Closing her eyes and clasping her hands in front of her chest, she waltzed from side to side, hearing the music from Giselle in her mind. She lifted her arm over her head and spun around in a pirouette. Her heart pounded in her chest and she let out a soft sigh as she opened her eyes.

Her gratefulness turned to anxiety when the water stopped in the bathroom. Alex was going to pierce her and it would hurt. She knew why she wasn’t looking forward to them, but why had Alex gotten so upset about the idea? Although she’d already been pierced the night before, so in all reality, what were a few more?

And what was an Elder-Mistress? Was that what Alex meant when he said she didn’t belong here? But she was the mistress of an Elder. Where else would she belong?

She shook her head. There would be plenty of time later to ponder those things.

Anna reached behind her neck for the zipper, but couldn’t find it. She twisted and turned, desperately trying different positions as panic rose in her chest. The idea of dancing had distracted her from obeying Alex and her lungs tightened in her chest as she failed repeatedly to remove her dress. Alex would be furious if she wasn’t ready when he came out.

The bathroom door opened and Alex strode across the room toward her.

She let out a cry and fell to the floor at his feet. “I’m sorry, Master!”

Alex kneeled and lifted her chin. His eyes were so kind. “Shh, Schatzi.” He gently swept her hair away from her face before helping her to her feet, then turned her around and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the ground at her feet.

She closed her eyes as he pressed his lips against her shoulder.

“I don’t want you to be afraid of me,” he murmured against her hair. He slid his hands from her upper arms down to her hands, intertwining his fingers with hers. “I’m not angry with you.” He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her palm.

She leaned back against him, eyes still closed. His lips trailed down her hand and to the sensitive skin of her inner wrist. She sighed as he sucked her inner wrist and brought his other hand down to her stomach, pressing her back against him. She could feel his arousal against her back, and she swallowed. Maybe he’d let her please him at last? She longed to show him how grateful she was for his kindness downstairs.

She turned around and looked directly into his eyes. A bold move, she knew, but the desperation in her heart pushed aside her fear. “Please, Master...”

He stared down at her, eyes searching hers. Finally, he gave a small nod and his lips turned up the tiniest bit.

Her heart leaped for joy. “Would you like to sit?” She did her best to keep her voice from squeaking with excitement as she motioned to the easy chair by the window. Although, some men preferred to stand, lording their authority over her.

Alex gave another stiff nod and she led him over to the chair, her body trembling with anticipation. He sat down and stroked her hair as she settled between his feet.

Her hands trembled as she worked to free his cock, and she sucked in a sharp breath when it emerged. He was... huge. Alex exhaled through pursed lips as she wrapped her hand eagerly around his shaft. Her fingers didn’t come close to meeting her thumb.

She glanced up at him, her heart full of relief that she could please him at last. His eyes had darkened and he looked at her with such intensity she could feel it. Nervously smiling, she glanced down at his impressive cock, biting her lip as she contemplated how to navigate its size.

Not surprisingly, he had the double-ring piercing of The Brotherhood. The veins running along his length were rigid and he throbbed in her hand. She studied him for a moment and then leaned forward to take him into her mouth.

Alex groaned as she sucked on his tip for a few seconds before pushing her lips down further over the head. He gasped. It wasn’t easy, but she pushed even lower and he filled her mouth, her jaw stretching to its limit. But he was her Master; she had to please him.

No.

She wanted to please him.

Her tongue swirled along the underside, savoring his taste. She moaned in satisfaction and he groaned again. When the tip of his cock reached her throat, a good portion of him remained outside. She took a deep breath and pushed down, swallowing him down.

He muttered something in German and grabbed fistfuls of her hair. After swallowing again and again, she slowly pulled back, afraid he wouldn’t let her, but he didn’t stop her. She pushed forward again, quickly, trying to get as much of him inside her mouth as she could. She relaxed her throat and pushed several times until her lips nearly touched his hips.

“Ja, Schatzi.” He massaged the back of her head. “Ja.”

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