Page 211 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

When they finally arrived, Anna followed Ian inside. Devin appeared out of the shadows, and she quickly removed her shoes and bowed before him.

“Come, Anna. There’s a lot to do before I’m done.” His voice was as cold as ice, its echoes reverberating off the unforgiving stone and marble of the entryway. She shakily climbed to her feet and followed her Master, with Ian right behind her.

Devin led her down the narrow stone staircase to the dark dungeon. Whips, paddles, crops, and other instruments lined the walls. A comfortable looking red leather chair sat in the far corner. She supposed he needed somewhere to sit and watch her suffer.

“Remove your clothing.”

She obeyed, then stood quietly with her head bowed, hands clasped in front of her. Maybe, if she were quick to obey, some of his anger would be abated. The room was cold and goosebumps sprang up all over her body.

Ian led her to the archway, where he cuffed her arms above her head, leaving her legs free. Her arms were so high, though, she could barely touch the cold stone floor with her toes. Devin reached behind her neck and removed her necklace. Tears filled her eyes as he handed it to Ian, who put it in his pocket. “You don’t deserve to wear that necklace right now.”

Anna hung limp. His removal of her protection hurt more than she would have expected.

Devin walked to the far end of the room and selected a thick whip. Slowly, he made his way back to her, his dark eyes glittering in the weak light emitted by several sconces fixed on the walls. “Do you know why we’re here, Anna?” Devin gave the whip a few test cracks.

She flinched at every crack. “I was disobedient,” she whispered.

“I’m glad you recognize that.” Crack! “I’m not sure if letting you live outside the Manor is a good idea. You’ve grown lazy over the last few months. All the years of training seem to have gone away. Turn around.”

Anna spun around as best as she could, considering she could barely touch the floor. As soon as she faced the wall, the whip cracked again and fire erupted across her back. A tiny cry escaped her lips. She hadn’t been whipped in several months and had somehow forgotten how much it stung.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Each crack across her back blazed fire on her skin. Her eyes watered from the pain, but she wasn’t screaming. Yet. She’d learned a long time ago to reign in her cries until she couldn’t hold them back anymore.

After several minutes of branding her back with the leather, Devin told her to turn back around. He did to her front what he’d done to her back, only her front was more sensitive. Tears streamed down her face as she bit her lip to keep from screaming. Until he landed a particularly accurate shot at her left nipple, which broke the dam. She twisted away from his blows, desperately trying to avoid being hit. That only seemed to amuse him, and he smiled as he hit whatever was in front of him.

She knew better than to beg him to stop. She screamed with each hit. Few places on her torso were unmarked. When she couldn’t scream anymore, he stopped.

Her entire body was on fire. Hanging limply from her wrists, tears streamed down her face and burned the raw welts on her chest. “I’m sorry, Master,” she whispered.

Devin didn’t answer, but walked over to her and examined her body, touching the sore areas and making her unconsciously jerk away from him. Then he strolled across the room and sat down in the red leather chair. She let out a sigh of relief. Was he done?

A few minutes later, the door opened, and two naked women entered. They looked familiar, but Anna’s brain was mushy and she couldn’t recollect their names. They looked at her and giggled. “Look at the poor princess,” one of them mocked.

Anna squinted through her pain, and suddenly their faces clicked into her memory. Tabitha and Zoe. The girls that had lived with her and Jack. She had watched them get raped many times, and she had thought of herself above them. She clearly wasn’t anymore, if she ever had been.

“Come, girls,” Devin called from the corner. They eagerly went to him, sat at his feet, and began playing with his cock. Anna looked away. She didn’t want to see them touching her Master.

Ian appeared in her blurry vision, holding several long strings. No. Wires with clips on the end. Her mouth dropped open and she shook her head. He avoided her eyes, clenching his jaw as he attached the clips to her nipple and pussy rings. The wires ran to a black box sitting on the floor. Ian walked to Devin, handed him something, and left the room. A moment later, a surge of searing pain coursed through her veins, causing a scream she didn’t know she had in her. She strained against her restraints, frantically trying to free herself, but Ian was very good at restraining Devin’s slaves.

When the pain stopped, she let out a loud groan and a great shudder wracked her body. She turned her watery gaze to Devin. Tabitha kneeled between his feet, sucking on his cock noisily and Zoe lay on a table next to him, her legs spread as he licked her pussy. Anna closed her eyes, moaning at the pain coursing through her body.

Unexpectedly, another fiery blaze of pain swept through her body. She arched her back, twisting and turning to escape the unescapable. The wires were firmly attached. “Please! Please, Master, stop!”

He laughed, but the pain stopped. Then began again. Then stopped. Then began again. There was no rhythm. No semblance to the intervals. Some stretches lasted only a second, others lasted for an eternity. She screamed and screamed and cried and begged.

The room grew silent, save for her sobs and heavy breathing. Devin stood and zipped up his pants. “If you’ll excuse me, ladies. There’s something I need to attend to.” He strode across the room left. “You girls play nice,” Devin said, raising his eyebrows at Tabitha and Zoe.

No, please don’t leave me alone with them! She watched them approach through her wet strands of hair that had fallen across her face.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Princess Anna,” Tabatha said in a nasty voice, then laughed. “Master left you all alone with us.”

“Maybe we should get some revenge,” Zoe said. They both giggled and whispered loudly in each other’s ear.

“Master took it easy on you with the electricity,” Tabitha said. She removed the clips from Anna’s nipple rings. Anna sighed in relief and Zoe giggled. “Oh, no. We know a way to make it much more painful.”

They moved the clips to her outer labia, then removed the other clips and put them on her inner labia and clit hood and then one directly on her clit. “No, please...”

They sneered at her, and she whimpered.

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