Page 53 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 2

“Yes, she does.”

The three of them walked to the side of the house where there was a small flower garden with small lights buried in the ground.

“Keep watch.” Vlad pulled Anna further into the garden and to a bench, where he pushed her until she bent over with her hands on the back of it. He pulled her skirt up over her hips and pulled her panties aside to delve his fingers inside her.

She glanced back at Peter, who watched with a helpless look on his face. Vlad smacked her hip. “You are to please me. Do not worry about him.”

Anna’s jaw trembled. “Yes, my lord.” She was thankful he couldn’t see the tears in her eyes. She hung her head and let him do as he pleased. He unzipped his pants and he pulled her panties down. A moment later, he was inside her. His fingers dug into her hips as he thrust into her hard. She clung to the back of the bench and braced herself against his movements.

“Devin said you could come on command,” he said in a gruff voice. “Do it. But softly.”

Anna bit her lip and concentrated on the sensations in her body. It had been a while since she’d done it, especially in this position.

Vlad’s movements quickened and he growled at her. “Do it.”

She closed her eyes and was relieved when her body responded as he wanted it to. She gasped and clenched her jaw as she came, breathing heavily and trying to remain silent. Vlad came with a groan a moment later and dug his fingernails into her skin.

He pulled out, but Anna didn’t dare move until he gave her permission. She kept her eyes down so he wouldn’t see she was upset, but he grabbed her chin and looked into her face. “Why are you upset? This is what you are for.”

Anna blinked several times. “Y-yes, my lord.” Would the whole weekend be like this?

He looked at her with narrowed eyes for a long minute and then turned on his heel and left. Peter moved to go to Anna, but Vlad snapped at him in Russian and he turned and followed his uncle out of the garden.

As soon as they were out of sight, Anna fell to the ground and cried. My purpose in life is to provide sexual pleasure to men, according to their desires.

Sadly, this trip was promising to be more doses of reality than the enjoyment Peter had promised. But she didn’t blame him in the slightest. It wasn’t his fault she was what she was.

When her tears finally subsided, she was still alone in the garden. Was she allowed to go back inside? Should she stay where she was? Vlad hadn’t given her further instructions, and she didn’t know what to do. The wind from the ocean was growing colder and Anna shivered, paralyzed with indecision.

She heard footsteps, and Peter hurried around the corner a moment later. Her heart leaped at the sight of him, and then she pushed the happiness aside. This is all temporary. Vlad had reminded her of her place. She needed to remember it on her own from now on.

He walked over to her and kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry, Anna.” He helped her to her feet and led her back inside. “What can I do to help?”

“Can I go to bed?”

Peter nodded and led her up the staircase to Natalya’s room. He pointed out the bathroom again. “If you want to shower, go ahead.”

“Is it okay if I do?”

Peter nodded. “I don’t know why Vlad’s acting this way. He’s usually a really nice guy.”

She shrugged. “He didn’t hurt me.”

“Physically, maybe.”

Anna tried to give him a brave smile. “I’m okay.”

“No. It’s not okay that he did that. I’m going to?—‍”

She put her hand on his chest. “Please don’t get into trouble for my sake, Peter. I’m okay. I’ve been through much worse.”

“That’s not comforting.”

Anna shrugged. “It’s true.”

“I know. That’s why it’s not comforting.” He sighed. “Go shower. I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep.”

“You shouldn’t do that. You’ll get in trouble.”

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