Page 56 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

Before she could decide what to do, Max was on top of her. He pulled her arms above her head with one hand and groped her breasts with the other, finding her nipple and squeezing hard.

Do what he wants. It always goes easier that way.

Anna cried out in pain and tried to pull away, but he just grinned and pinched harder. He pulled a knife from his pocket and pressed it against her neck. She froze, and he released her hands. He reached under her to unzip her dress and yanked it down, trapping her arms at her sides. He cut the center of her bra and pushed it aside, then trailed the knife around her nipples as she whimpered. The sharp edge dug into the base of her breast.

“Please . . . don’t . . .”

He chuckled and pinched her nipple, pressing the tip of the knife into the center, and Anna whimpered again. “It would be a shame to remove such beautiful breasts. But I will if you don’t cooperate.”

Anna nodded, resigning herself to a useless fight.

He leaned down and clamped his teeth down on one nipple. Anna screeched, twisting and turning to try to escape the pain, but she couldn’t move enough. He pinched and squeezed and bit her breast until she sobbed, then moved to the other one, doing the same thing. She struggled against his weight on her hips and bucked against him, but he ignored her, continuing to pinch and bite as he pleased.

He rolled off and held the knife to her throat. “Don’t move.”

Anna nodded and leaned into the mattress, away from the knife.

He cut her panties off and threw the ruined pieces onto the floor, then lifted her knees into her chest and spread them apart. He ran his fingers along the outer lips of her pussy and she squeezed her eyes shut.

The man from downstairs appeared in the doorway.

“Finally decided to join the party, Jim? Check out this gorgeous pussy.” He thrust his fingers inside her and she groaned. “Damn. Tight, too.”

He walked around the bed to stand at her head. “Beautiful.” Jim squeezed a sore nipple and she cried out.

Jim crawled onto the bed and trapped her head between his thighs. He pulled on her nipples until she arched off the bed and sobbed. Max thrust his fingers deep and hard inside of her.

“I heard you can come while you’re being raped,” Max said, pinching her clit. “I wanna see that.”

Another sob escaped her throat. Master Jack had trained her body so she could come with minimal stimulation, even training her to come when being attacked and in excruciating pain. He’d trained her well. She shook her head, trying desperately to ignore the stirring in her belly as Max alternated circling her clit and pinching it between his fingernails.

She arched, moaning and crying at the same time, despising what Master Jack had done to her. Why was it so much worse this time?

“Fuck, she is gonna come.” Max laughed and looked down at her, a sneer on his face. “You like it rough? You like being forced? You must be a Red girl.”

Anna shook her head and groaned in pain as he thrust in hard with his fingers, but it sent her over the edge. She arched her back and cried out, the unwanted orgasm hitting her hard. Tears ran down her cheeks as Max circled and pinched her clit, the nub growing swollen and sensitive.

“Never seen a girl enjoy being raped before,” Jim said as her body settled down. Jim grinned down at her. “You are a little whore, aren’t you? You like being fucked by complete strangers?”

Anna closed her eyes, not wanting to fight any more. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she sobbed. She just wanted to go back to the Manor. Her nipples were raw, her pussy so swollen, every time Max brushed her clit, she shivered.

Max stood and unzipped his pants. He pulled her down to the edge of the bed and fisted his cock. Jim held on to her nipples and only released them when Max frowned at him. Max pushed her knees further apart and Jim held them in place.

“Please don’t...” They won’t listen, Anna. They never do.

“Why not? You like it.” Max laughed and shoved his cock inside her. She screeched in pain. He laughed and rammed his hips against her over and over again.

“No, please, no!”

He smacked her hip. “You don’t get to say no, remember?”

He slid his hands down to her upper thighs and held them so tightly she knew she’d have bruises that evening. He slammed his hips against her, making her head slam back against Jim’s knees.

Anna closed her eyes as another orgasm built, and she cried out again.

“Fuck. Oh, fuck yeah!” He thrust a few more times even harder and emptied himself inside her with a groan.

He sat there for a moment, chest heaving. “Fuck, you feel so good, honey. I might keep you here and not let you go back to the Manor. They wouldn’t miss you. They have plenty of other girls.” Max flashed an evil grin, gave one last thrust, and pulled out. Her legs fell to the bed, legs splayed apart. She couldn’t move.

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