The Life of Anna, Part 4: Ensnared Read online

  “On your knees,” he said, slapping her ass.

  She obeyed and expected him to take her from behind. Instead he just looked at her. He pressed into her lower back and she arched her back.

  “Much better.”

  Without warning, he smacked her between her legs.

  Anna shrieked in surprise, but didn’t dare move. He hit her again and again until tears were running down her cheeks. Her pussy felt raw and swollen.

  Tyler laughed. “Tommy won’t let me have fun with you, so I wanted to do it before he got here.” He pinched her clit with his fingernails and she moaned in pain. “Hmm, what else can I have fun with?” he mumbled to himself. Anna heard him walk out into the living room of their two-bedroom suite and returned a few minutes later.

  She felt something cold against her asshole and pulled away instinctively. He punched her hip. “Don’t move.”

  The cold moved inside her and she whimpered as it stretched her hole.

  He laughed again. “I’m giving you a beer tail. You like a beer bottle being shoved up your ass?”

  Anna didn’t answer his question, but cried out as he pressed forward. The neck was in and the bottle widened faster than her body could respond, but still he pressed forward. She tried to relax her muscles, but the cold made it impossible. She screamed as he hit the bottle, shoving it deeper inside. Her ass gave way and he pressed the bottle almost all the way in.

  She cried as he twisted the bottle. It was too cold and too big.

  “Aw, Anna. It’s all right. The blood’s helping it spin.”

  She felt him press forward more and suddenly her muscles clamped shut and she had a terrible cramp in her stomach. She groaned and rolled onto her side.

  “I didn’t say you could move,” Tyler snarled and moved her back to her hands and knees. He unzipped his pants and rammed his cock into her pussy.

  Anna screamed as the bottle was pushed aside and moved as he fucked her hard. She gripped the comforter and buried her face in it. Every move made the pain worse. She sobbed, which made Tyler laugh.

  Suddenly, her pussy was empty and she heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh. She rolled to her side to see Tommy pulling his arm back and then swung forward to hit Tyler in the face. Tyler cursed and lunged at Tommy, but Tommy was more agile and moved aside. Tyler fell forward and somersaulted back to his feet. They glared at each other, fists clenched. Tommy was ready to swing again if Tyler moved.

  “You fucking bastard!” Tyler shouted. “What the fuck did you do that for?”

  “You were hurting her.”

  “I always hurt her. That’s what she’s for, you idiot.”

  “She’s an Elder-Mistress. She deserves your respect.”

  Tyler laughed. “God, you sound like that fucking German husband of hers. She’s a fucking slave, Tommy. I can do whatever the hell I want to.”

  Tommy swung again, but Tyler saw it coming this time and backed out of the way before his fist made contact. Tyler laughed and didn’t see the next swing coming. Tommy caught him on the temple and Tyler fell to the ground, clutching his head.

  Tommy looked back at Anna curled up on the bed. He stepped forward to pick her up and carried her into the second bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed and she immediately curled into a ball again and moaned in pain.

  He leaned forward to kiss her cheek. “Anna, what did he do to you?”

  Anna’s cheeks burned with shame. “He...he shoved a beer bottle in my ass,” she whispered and shifted positions, trying to make the cramping go away.

  Tommy’s jaw clenched but he didn’t say anything. He moved to look at her ass. “Holy shit. He pushed it all the way in?”

  Anna nodded.

  “God, I don't know what to do.” Tommy looked around and then made a face. “Can you...push it out?”

  “I don’t want to do that on your bed, Tommy,” she said in a strained voice. Even talking made it hurt.

  “How about the bathtub? I could put you in a bath?”

  Anna shrugged.

  He stood and walked into the bathroom. Anna heard the water running and then there was a knock on the door.

  “Tommy?” came a male voice.

  Tommy walked to the door and opened it. His dad and Devin stood there with Tyler behind them.

  Devin’s eyes narrowed when he saw Anna. “What the hell did you do, Anna?”

  “She didn’t do anything. She was screaming when I came in.”

  “Tommy,” his dad said softly. “Tyler can....”

  “Tyler shoved a beer bottle up her ass.”

  Tom’s eyes widened and he turned to Devin. “Even that can’t be okay, Devin.”

  “Not here at a gathering, no.” Devin seemed to concede. He turned to Tyler and frowned at him. “I brought her for a reason, Tyler. Not for you to fuck her up the first hour we’re here.” Devin turned and pulled Tyler with him towards the door. “I’ll get in touch with Kaveh.” They left the room, leaving Tommy and Tom looking at Anna with sympathy.

  “I was gonna put her in a bath,” Tommy said hesitantly.

  Tom nodded. “I’m not sure what else to do.” He looked at Anna with sad eyes. “I’m so sorry, Anna,” he said with sincerity.

  It surprised Anna that he would feel bad for her. After all, he was Devin’s best friend. Why would he care?

  Tommy picked her up and carried her into the large bathtub.

  *****

  An hour later, Anna was wrapped in a robe and lying in Tommy’s bed feeling much better. She lay with her head on his chest and watched TV.

  “I can’t believe you hit Tyler,” she said, looking up at him.

  “He’s changed so much since he got his piercing.” Tommy shook his head. “He’s so...I don’t know. He’s just not the same.” He kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry he hurt you.”

  Anna grimaced. “It’s okay. I wish I could say I got used to it, but I can’t.” She sighed. “I don’t even heal as quickly as I used to. Devin’s...punishments hurt for a lot longer now.”

  Tommy stroked her cheek. “I wish....” He shook his head and sighed. “I’m sorry, Anna,” he said and kissed her. His hand slid around the back of her head and she turned her body to his.

  She ran her hands across his shoulders and down his arms. He had matured in the last few years. He was now a grown man. His shoulders were broader; his arms were bigger. He played football and basketball at Harvard. He had turned into a kind, courteous, thoughtful man. He was going into his senior year of college and would graduate in May.

  His kiss was gentle and full of affection. His lips caressed hers and then moved down to her neck and collarbone. She pulled at the tie of her robe.

  “Anna, you’re hurt,” he said in a husky voice.

  “Please, Tommy,” she implored softly. “Make love to me. It’ll be the last gentle touch I have for a while.”

  Tommy’s blue eyes searched hers and then he bent down to kiss her again. “I never want to hurt you, Anna,” he murmured against her lips.

  “I know,” she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  *****

  Later, when they were laying together, immersed in post-coital bliss, the door opened and Tyler walked in.

  Tommy sat up and covered Anna to her neck with the sheet. “You could’ve knocked, dude.”

  Tyler raised his eyebrows at Tommy. “You gonna tell Kim about your mistress?”

  Tommy went pale and Anna’s heart pounded. Who was Kim?

  “Not cool, Tyler,” Tommy growled.

  “Oh, c’mon, Tommy. Anna would have to be an idiot to not know you’ve got a girlfriend by now.” Tyler turned his smirk on Anna. “Or did you think because he defended you, he still wanted to be with you?”

  A shame-filled chill ran through Anna’s body. Of course Tommy would have a girlfriend. He had to get married once he finished college. This Kim was a lucky girl.

  “Get the fuck out of here, Tyler,” Tommy snarled.

  “My dad wants his s
lave back now. That’s what I came to tell you.”

  Anna shakily crawled out of the bed. This was the end of the good part of the weekend. She walked out of the bedroom towards Tyler’s room where her clothes were.

  “Anna...wait,” Tommy said, following her. “I’m sorry, Anna. I never meant to hurt you.”

  Anna smiled as best she could and turned to Tommy. “It’s okay, Tommy. There’s nothing to be sorry for. I...should have realized you would be in a relationship by now. I’ve kinda been out of it for a while.” She turned and went to pick up her clothes and started dressing.

  Tommy sat on the bed. “Anna, you were the first girl I fell in love with. God, if things were different....” He ran his hands through his scraggly hair.

  She gave him a weak smile. “If things were different...a lot of things would be different.” Her heart ached for Alex so suddenly she gasped and pressed her hand to her chest.

  “You still miss him?” he asked quietly.

  Anna closed her eyes. “Yes,” she whispered. “So much I can hardly stand it sometimes.”

  Tommy stood and hugged Anna, holding her for a long time.

  “Your girlfriend’s a lucky girl, Tommy,” she said, pulling away. “You’re a good guy.”

  He looked down at her. “Maybe. Although she’ll never have all of my heart.” Tommy brushed Anna’s cheek with the back of his fingers, then leaned down to kiss her again.

  Anna reluctantly pulled away from him. “I have to go. Devin will be angry.”

  Tommy let her go. “Find me if you have any free time.”

  Anna nodded and followed Tyler to the hotel suite she would share with Devin tonight.

  *****

  The Gathering was much like the others she remembered, though Devin no longer pretended to be nice to her. He treated her as a slave and passed her around to the cruelest of the men. The only nice thing he did was send her home with Ian on Sunday night rather than taking her to drop off Tommy and Tyler in Massachusetts. She was sad to say goodbye to Tommy without any more time with him, but knew it was for the best. He needed to get back to his girlfriend and she needed to get home to rehearsals.

  *****

  After she returned from the Gathering, she distanced herself even more from those around her. She snapped at anyone who tried to talk to her. Before the first dress rehearsal in the theater, Isaak pulled her aside and told her she needed to fix her attitude.

  “Or what? You’ll kick me out? Devin won’t allow it.”

  Isaak sighed. “Anna, this isn't you. You’re not an ice queen.”

  “How do you know, Isaak? Maybe this is exactly who I am.” She stalked off and left him staring after her in the hallway.

  Devin was at her apartment waiting for her when she got home that evening. He grabbed her around her throat and pushed her up against the wall.

  “I don't like having to come down here and talk to you about your attitude, Anna,” he said through clenched teeth.

  She clawed against his grip and gasped for breath as he held her there. At long last, he released her and she fell to the floor. She grasped her neck and felt the tender skin where Devin had squeezed. She would have bruises in the morning.

  “You told me you didn’t care what I did, as long as I took care of myself and danced well.”

  “Well, your attitude caused Isaak to call me and ask if he could pull you from the Corps. I told him I would speak to you and that it wouldn’t be an issue any longer.” He pulled her to her feet by her hair. “So I’m talking to you,” he snarled. “Fix your attitude or we will have another attitude adjustment session.”

  Anna burst into tears. Desperation made her bold enough to speak out. “I don't know what you want from me, Master. I’m trying to keep people away from me so they don’t interfere with my devotion to you. If I’m nice to them, they start trying to be my friend. I just want to go there and dance and they won't leave me alone.”

  Devin caged her chin and studied her eyes. She could feel him reading her thoughts.

  “Fine. I will take care of things. For now, be polite and cold, but not rude. Opening night is this Friday, correct?”

  “Yes, Master.” She paused. “Are you going to come?”

  “I will be there. Did you get your dress?” He released her chin.

  Anna nodded. Ian had taken her shopping a few weeks ago. The dress frightened her because Devin had insisted on a red dress for the evening. It was slinky, strapless and low cut with a high slit on her right leg.

  “If you behave between now and then, I will help you out.” He didn’t need to give the rest of the threat. She would behave.

  “Now go clean up. I want to fuck you before I leave.”

  Chapter Ten

  Dress rehearsals ran all that week. The entire company had morning class together on the stage, which made it difficult to avoid her former friends. They didn’t seem to understand she wanted nothing to do with them, so she just ignored them when they talked to her.

  Friday morning, there was more buzz than normal. Anna figured it was just opening night jitters until she heard the girls gossiping about a new dancer.

  “Omigod, did you see his ass?”

  “Is he gay?”

  “He’s Russian. He doesn’t have to be gay to be good.”

  “And his eyes!”

  Anna rolled her eyes and walked to the corner of the stage where she got ready for class. The girls were starting to get really annoying when Isaak clapped his hands for their attention.

  “Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to our newest dancer, Peter Asimov. He will be hanging around for the performances the next two weeks so he can get to know you all and how the company works. He will, of course, be performing in the Nutcracker with us.” Isaak went on to list his impressive resume.

  Anna looked up to see the girls watching the new dancer with bright eyes. As she finished tying her pointe shoe, she glanced at the new dancer.

  And gasped.

  Oh God, this had to be some sort of trick. Standing not ten feet away from her was Peter, grandson of Vitaly, who had taken Alex away from her.

  His warm brown eyes lifted to meet hers and he smiled. He had grown a goatee since she saw him last and looked older, but it was definitely him. Devin hadn’t told her he was a dancer. Not that he’d had a chance. Fuck.

  Anna clenched her jaw, but didn’t move otherwise. He was a future Elder and she had to be polite and accommodating to him. Maybe he wouldn’t recognize her. She turned quickly away and got ready for the first warm-up. Thankfully, he went to stand next to Aaron and Stephanie and she didn’t have to think about him anymore.

  *****

  She was heading off the stage after class when she felt a hand on her elbow. She turned and looked directly into Peter’s eyes.

  “You’re Anna, right?” he said with an accent, though not as thick as she would have expected. His voice was deep and, had he been anyone else and she been in a different life, would have made her knees turn to jelly. “I don’t know if you remember me....”

  “I remember you,” she interrupted coldly, lifting her chin. “Why are you here?”

  “I wanted to have a break from my family and have always heard wonderful things about the San Francisco Ballet Company. You were the first to bring Nutcracker to America, right?”

  “You left the Kirov to dance here?” She arched her brow in disbelief. The Kirov was one of the best dance companies in the world.

  Peter smiled a megawatt smile and shrugged. “I had an opportunity to come and dance here. I also heard there were very pretty ballerinas here.” He looked her up and down. “They weren’t lying.”

  “Yes, well, I’m sure you’ll have your pick,” she said in a dry voice. “They seem quite enthralled with you. Excuse me.” She turned and walked away. He wasn’t technically and Elder-Son yet...right?

  Throughout rehearsal she felt Peter’s eyes on her. Why was he watching her? There were plenty of other girls that would be th
rilled to have his attention. Had she not made herself clear?

  When rehearsal was over, she saw him walking towards her and escaped to the Corps dressing rooms before he caught her. She changed and got out of the theater quickly, walking home in half the time it normally took her.

  *****

  Anna walked back to the theater that afternoon carrying her dress and everything she needed to get ready for the after-party. She should have taken the bus.

  She paused to catch her breath before she opened the door.

  “Can I help you carry your things?” a deep voice behind her asked.

  She whirled around to see Peter behind her. Some of the other corps dancers were walking up to the door and they looked at the two of them curiously.

  “No,” she snapped and opened the door and walked away as quickly as possible.

  *****

  To Anna’s relief, she didn’t see Peter the rest of the afternoon and evening. She stayed in the dressing room as much as possible, and kept to herself. The other girls gossiped about him and Anna tried not to listen.

  There was a burst of laughter. “Yeah, maybe that’s why he thinks he likes her. She reminds him of his icy home.”

  Anna had hidden herself in a corner, so no one saw her. She had a feeling they were talking about her, and she didn’t care. At least that’s what she told herself. She would not admit that she was lonely and missed her friends.

  The show went very well. Standing ovations and all. Anna thought Aaron was spectacular as always. She didn’t realize how much she’d missed his dancing. Without thinking about it, she went up to him after the curtain fell and hugged him.

  “Anna...,” he whispered as he held her.

  She backed away suddenly, realizing what she’d done. Several of the other dancers stared. Without a word, she ran away and hid in the dressing room backstage. How could she have been so stupid? She needed to keep herself aloof. Apart from people. For their sake as well as her own. She needed to be wholeheartedly devoted to Devin and no one else.