Page 374 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

Shouts came from the crowd and Devin laughed again. “Won’t you carve off your pussy for me? But leave the clit.”

Anna gasped as the men started cheering. She just heard Devin’s voice above the noise. “Thank you for your offering, darling.” The men cheered harder.

A few moments later, the scent of burning flesh reached her and she bent over as her stomach lurched. She and Devin had spent time with this girl. Why was he making her do such terrible things to herself?

A few minutes later, Jamie started moaning. Shocked by the sound of pleasure, she looked up to see Devin behind Jamie, his hands between her legs. Jamie leaned against him and moved in such a way that he had to be rubbing her clit to make her come. Jamie screamed a minute later. One of her massive orgasm screams. Anna knew them well.

Anna saw a knife flash in the light. Devin moved the knife upward and Jamie grunted.

“Your clit is a wonderful gift, my love.” Devin threw something into the fire, and another waft of burning flesh filled Anna’s nostrils. Oh, God, what was he doing to her now?

He grinned at the men. “Shall she do more for us?”

Anna fell to her knees as the men cheered. Why were they so bloodthirsty?

The cheers from the men grew louder and Jamie moaned, though from pleasure or pain, she wasn’t certain.

“Shall I fuck you, darling?” Devin asked.

“Please . . .”

“What shall I fuck you with?”

She didn’t answer, and Anna stared hard at the ground, not wanting to see more.

“Yes, Master. Please. Please fuck me with that.”

Jamie cried out, her pleasure/‌pain cry, and Anna squeezed her eyes shut. Her cries grew louder, but the men’s were even louder and Anna was thankful she couldn’t hear any more.

The loudest cheer yet made Anna jump and then it was suddenly deadly silent. Without thinking, Anna looked up to see Jamie’s limp body on the table, a thick piece of metal with a handle sticking out of her pussy. Devin’s robes were splattered with blood.

Anna’s body went hot and she fell onto her hip and her muscles gave out. Devin had killed Jamie.

Devin turned the pole a few times and then pulled it out. Blood flowed freely into a bowl on the ground at the foot of the table, and Anna slapped her hand over her mouth and looked away.

Ian dragged Anna to her feet, but she dug in her heels as he tried to lead her to the platform. “Anna, please...”

She shook her head, and Ian sighed. “I’m sorry,” he whispered before picking her up, carrying her across the platform and setting her next to Devin, who was lapping at Jamie’s bloody body.

Devin grabbed Anna’s hair. “Drink her lifeblood. After all, you helped me get her to this point.”

Anna shook her head and Devin forced Anna’s head down.

“Lick,” he commanded.

Anna closed her eyes and took a tiny lick.

“More.”

She dragged her tongue along the bloody flesh and then Devin released her.

Anna nearly fell onto her rear, but Ian caught her and took her back to the side of the platform. She fell to her knees and vomited.

Devin raised his hands in the air. “Let all who want to be bound to me come and taste her lifeblood.”

Anna buried her face in the ground. How could they do such terrible things? How could they drink the blood of someone Devin had just killed in front of them?

Eventually, the area grew quiet once more and Devin spoke again. “Jamie’s willing sacrifice was sweet. But an unwilling sacrifice is even sweeter.”

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