Page 153 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 2

Yes, it hurts so much!

He smacked her ass several times, her body swaying from her wrists. The bottle jerked against the stretched ring, increasing the burn. He laughed in delight.

“Are you punishing her?” Kaveh’s deep voice interrupted the silent torture.

“No,” Devin said. “I was just curious if she could feel anything.”

Kaveh came into her line of sight and studied her. “Yes, she is in an incredible amount of pain.” He moved away. “Is that what you want?”

“The tears make my cock throb with desire.”

Kaveh chuckled. “You are a sick man to torture one who cannot scream.”

“Then maybe we should make it so she can scream.” Devin uncuffed her wrists and carried her to the bed where Kaveh offered her his cock.

She lay on her side, drinking in Kaveh’s offering, while Devin tapped on the bottle and twisted it, making Anna suffer in silence. When she could finally move, she pulled away from Kaveh and screamed.

“There she is.”

“You want to torture her while she is half revived?”

“She won’t react if she’s fully revived, will she?”

“No.”

“Then yes. It’s been a while since I’ve heard her scream in pain.”

Chapter 85

Wilhelm watched as Kurt tapped the wooden table with his fingertips and stared out the window of the Irish pub. Kurt still cared for Anna, though his feelings weren’t as strong as they had been before. Wilhelm suspected Anna had done something to help his feelings fade, rather than a natural decline on Kurt’s part.

Kurt had asked if he could somehow step into Alex’s place and fight Devin himself. Wilhelm was genuinely shocked at the question. Kurt was a good man. A very good man, but he wasn’t a fighter like Alex had been. To be willing to risk his life to fight for someone else was a new trait that Kurt had picked up in the last few years. Despite Wilhelm’s uncertainty about its plausibility, they had started studying the antiquated books that Alex had consulted and sifting through Alex’s notes to see if it was possible. Kurt was making progress, but Wilhelm was afraid to hope too much, although he would never discourage Kurt in his endeavor. He was so proud of his son.

They ordered breakfast, since he had a feeling the meeting was supposed to look like a chance encounter, and it arrived a few minutes later. A few bites into their meals, Justin and Travis walked through the doorway holding hands. They looked around casually and greeted the hostess as if they frequented the establishment. She gave them a big toothy grin and led them toward a table near Wilhelm and Kurt’s.

“Kurt!” Travis grinned, and they walked over. “Took our advice, huh?”

Wilhelm smiled and wondered what he would learn that necessitated such subterfuge.

“It is good food.” Kurt grinned. “Care to join us?”

The two dancers glanced at each other and nodded. They smiled at the waitress, and she handed them menus and walked away. Kurt moved to the seat next to Wilhelm, and the other two men sat down and opened their menus.

They chatted casually until the waitress came over. The waitress seemed to know them as well and smiled brightly while she wrote down their order.

Wilhelm thought it best to let Travis and Justin take the lead on the other topic. Thankfully he didn’t have to wait long before the subject of Anna was brought up.

“She wasn’t well this morning,” Justin said. “She didn’t complain about anything, but she seemed to be...” He glanced at Travis. “Uncomfortable?”

Travis nodded. “Like she was in pain, but didn’t know it, if that makes any sense.”

“Yeah. I lifted her onto my shoulder and she whimpered, but when I asked her about it, she seemed completely unaware that she had done it.”

Wilhelm took a sip of his coffee and considered their words.

“Has she acted like this before?” Kurt asked.

“Not in a really long time,” Travis said. “The reason I assume pain is that when she had obviously been abused before, she acted the same way, though she tried to hide it better. This time...” He shook his head. “It’s like her mind’s disconnected from her body.”

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