Page 222 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

Devin leaned close to whisper in her ear. “They know me, Baby. The other Elders and I are the ones who put them here.”

“Oh.”

A balding, gray-haired man with glasses sitting behind a big desk at the front of the room looked up and politely nodded to Devin. He smiled at Anna, then turned his attention back to the proceedings of the Senate. “Do you know who that is?” Devin asked quietly. Anna shook her head. “That’s the Vice President of the United States.”

They watched the proceedings for about half an hour before leaving to visit the House of Representatives. This room was considerably larger, with many more people sitting at old-fashioned wooden desks. Once again, their presence attracted attention, and the reactions were similar, though the woman seated behind the raised desk at the front of the room appeared noticeably startled when she spotted Devin.

After another half-hour, they left the chambers and headed to what looked like an office building down the street. The hallways were crowded and loud. Anna clung to Devin’s hand as they took the elevator to the third floor and made their way to a particular office. He opened the door and walked inside as if he owned the place.

The young man sitting behind a large wooden desk looked up as they entered and raised his brows. “Can I help you?”

“We’re here to see Senator Weir,” Devin said in a cold tone.

“Do you have an appointment?”

Anna suspected the young man didn’t know who he was speaking to. His voice was cold and bordered on rude.

Devin frowned and narrowed his eyes. “I’m Devin Andersen. I don’t need an appointment.”

“Oh!” The young man’s mouth dropped open and Anna bit back a smile at the fear in his eyes. “I-I apologize, sir,” he stammered. “The senator’s not back yet.”

Devin growled. “Then call him and let him know I’m here.” He turned on his heel and sat in a leather chair against the wall. Devin leaned over to Anna and spoke softly. “Go find the bathroom and take your panties off.”

Anna nodded and approached the now-nervous man behind the desk to ask for directions to the bathrooms. After he’d glanced at Devin, he told her where to go and Anna hurried out of the office, returning a few minutes later with her panties in her purse. The cool air flitted up her skirt.

When she walked into the office, Devin was not in the waiting area any longer. “Where’s?—‍”

The young man behind the desk pointed to a tall wooden door next to him. “They’re in there. You can go in.”

Anna glanced at the door, then walked over and opened it, revealing a large, sunlit office with a huge desk covered in stacks of papers. “There she is.”

She turned to see Devin and a thin man with dark hair and eyes sitting in leather armchairs in the corner of the room. Anna hurried to Devin’s side.

“Anna, this is Senator Weir,” Devin said. “Jerry, this is Anna.”

“Hello, Anna,” the senator said. He drew his gaze up and down her figure and smiled.

“Hello, Senator.” She didn’t know who this person was, but she could tell Devin wanted him to like her. Anna shifted from one foot to the other as the man studied her.

“Can I touch?” Senator Weir grinned at Devin.

“A sample? Of course.”

The senator grabbed her hand and yanked her to him. He pushed her legs apart and slid his hand up her inner thigh to her pussy, where he unceremoniously thrust his fingers inside her. She cried out in surprise at the unexpected intrusion. He was rough and it made her eyes water. She closed her eyes and softened her expression so he’d think she was enjoying it.

“Wet and tight. Nice.” He removed his fingers and yanked her down to her knees. “Suck my cock.”

Anna shifted her body and sucked in a silent breath as she undid his pants and took his cock into her mouth. She hadn’t been expecting such treatment, but Devin had trained her for this, and she would do her best to please both her Master and his friend. He groaned and leaned back with his hand on her head.

The men spoke above her, but the senator’s hands were over her ears as he thrust himself deeper and deeper into her throat. She heard the words “president” and “election,” though she didn’t have any context from the conversation. A few minutes later, the senator’s thighs tightened and he groaned as he came in her mouth.

“Is she acceptable?” Devin asked as the senator pulled at her hair to remove her head from his lap.

The senator cupped her cheek and studied her face. “Yes, I believe she is.”

“Good.” Devin stood. “I’ll drop her off at eight. Come, Anna.”

Anna jumped to her feet and followed Devin out of the office and out into the hallway. “You’re taking me to see him tonight?”

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