The Life of Anna, Part 1: Enslaved Page 9

  “Oh, Engel. You are pleasing me by just being near me.” He nibbled on my earlobe and trailed kisses down my neck.

  I leaned my head away from him, giving him more access to my neck and sighed. Through my half-closed eyes, I caught a glimpse of Devin frowning at me; I was enjoying myself too much. I swallowed and nodded slightly at Devin. Control, Anna. You’re here to please Kurt, not for your own enjoyment. Do you want your ass whipped tonight?

  I turned to Kurt, becoming bolder. “Please, my lord, tell me how I may please you. I am very good at giving oral pleasure.”

  I felt his cock jump again and imagined taking it into my mouth. Mmm.

  I leaned closer to his face. “Please, my lord. Let me bring you pleasure.” My voice was husky as I gazed into his eyes. He frowned slightly and looked confused, but gave a short nod. I slid off his lap and settled between his feet.

  I ran my thumbs up his inner thighs feeling the hard muscles beneath. As my hands approached his cock, he inhaled deeply. I avoided the bulge and ran my thumbs beside it and up to his waist. He barely breathed as I reached for the linen strings. I was surprised at his reaction to me. From the conversation I overheard about him, I was certain he knew the pleasure a skilled woman could bring him.

  I pulled at the strings of his pants and a beautifully sculpted cock emerged. I took in a deep breath, my eyes widening in surprise. He was big, bigger than Devin, about the size of Ian. He had no piercings though. I wonder why. I thought all Brothers were pierced.

  I ran my thumbs up the bottom of his shaft, stopping just below the crest and repeated the motion several times. Kurt moved his hands to the arms of the chair and I saw his knuckles whiten. Maybe I am that good. The thought made me grin...inside of course. I didn’t want to anger Devin; I was already walking on thin ice with him.

  I held the top of his cock with my hand and ran my tongue along the same path my thumbs had taken, bringing my other hand beneath his balls. Squeezing gently, I raised myself higher on my knees and took his head into my mouth. I heard a sharp intake of breath as I pushed him into my mouth, sucking hard.

  Can I take him down my throat? I’d never tried with Ian, who preferred ripping into my ass rather than my throat. I continued to suck as I raised my body higher and pushed his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. I glanced up at his face as best as I could and watched his eyes close. His jaw clenched and he held his breath.

  As the tip of his cock touched the back of my throat, I felt confident I’d be able to swallow him. I took a deep breath and pushed him down my throat, swallowing him down.

  He jumped and exclaimed something in German. I recoiled, his cock ripping out of my throat as I fell backwards onto my ass.

  Devin’s rage was palpable from where he sat and I braced myself for the blow.

  “Nein, nein, Devin, I’m all right,” Kurt said, reaching out his hands as if to protect me.

  “Did she hurt you?” Devin demanded, glaring at me.

  I trembled under his glare. What would he do to me for hurting one of his honored guests.

  “Nein. Quite the contrary. The pleasure was so overwhelming I could not keep still.” Kurt glanced at me with kind eyes. He looked back at Devin and they stared at each other for a long moment.

  “Don’t try and cover for her, Kurt. If she caused you pain, she needs to be corrected.” The rage seethed from Devin’s body like hot magma oozing down the side of a mountain.

  I scrambled into my submissive pose, hoping somehow to appease the raging beast inside Devin. It would likely not do any good, but at least he couldn’t be angry with me for not sitting as I should.

  My throat burned. I had been mid-swallow when Kurt had jumped. I wanted to reach up and rub my neck, but didn’t dare move.

  “I assure you, Devin, she did not hurt me. It surprised me. I have never such a sensation before. It was quite powerful.”

  Silence extended between the two of them once more. I could tell Devin was trying to decide whether to believe him or not. I trembled, awaiting my fate.

  Kurt reached out and pulled me to him. “I would be devastated if you took her away from me now. The earlier display was...inspiring. I am beginning to understand your reaction.”

  Devin relaxed, giving the appearance of calm once more, though his anger simmered just under the surface. He reached out and petted my hair. “Yes, she is quite talented.”

  He pulled my hair to force me to look at him. His eyes were hard and filled with warning.

  I nodded once and then resettled between Kurt’s feet. I lifted up onto my knees and returned to my work. My throat still burned.

  “Please, my lord,” I whispered as I caressed Kurt’s cock with shaking hands. “Was what I did uncomfortable for you?” I looked up at him fearfully.

  Kurt looked down at me and cradled my cheek. He swept a thumb across my temple, jostling my circlet. The movement of the center stone tickled my forehead. I wrinkled my forehead to ease the sensation, and he smiled and ran his thumb under the stone, easing the tickle. I smiled a thank you.

  “Nein, Engel.” Kurt spoke in a soft voice and glanced at Devin, who had thankfully returned to his previous conversation. “What I told Devin was true. I have never experienced anything like that before. It, ah, caught me off guard. I have never had a woman take me in like that before.”

  I blushed in response to the...compliment? Yeah, I’d call that a compliment.

  Kurt smiled again. “I enjoyed it.” He leaned over and kissed me, his lips lingering, sucking on my lower lip.

  I sighed and gazed up lazily at him. I could get used to this. I shook my head to clear my mind. I have work to do. Must please him.

  I smiled up at him once more and then returned my attention to his cock. He was as hard as before and, after a few licks, I returned him to my mouth, repeating the motions from earlier. The pain in my throat intensified as I began to swallow him down. I desperately wanted to please him and so suppressed a groan of pain. Tears sprang to my eyes as I swallowed twice more and then pulled back.

  I sucked on the head, running my tongue around the crest, and tried to figure out what to do. I knew my discomfort mattered little, especially to the man I was trying to please, so I decided to please him as he liked and do my best to ignore the pain.

  I swallowed him down again as laughter erupted around the circle. I knew it wasn’t from what I was doing, and took the opportunity to let the groan out. No one would hear me over the noise. Sometimes it just helped to have a verbal release.

  Kurt put his hands on the side of my head and pulled me up to kiss me.

  What is he doing?

  “What’s wrong, Engel?” he whispered into my ear. “Why did you groan?” He nibbled on my ear; I think to mask the question.

  He was too perceptive for my comfort. “I’m fine, my lord,” I said with a smile, but my voice cracked over the last word.

  “I don’t believe you, Engel. You sound like you’re in pain.” He nibbled again and I gasped, and then choked as the cool air swept over my sore throat. “I am right, am I not?”

  I nodded slowly. “But really, my lord, I’m-”

  “Did I hurt you when I jumped? Did it hurt your throat?”

  Don’t admit it, Anna. Never admit they’ve hurt you. But I couldn’t lie to him. I nodded, closing my eyes and awaiting his glee. But he just kissed me on the neck.

  “Is it just your throat, or your mouth too?”

  “Just my throat, my lord. But really-”

  “Don’t take me so deep anymore, Engel. I don’t want you to be in pain. Your mouth is magnificent without you hurting yourself on my account. If Devin were not sitting right next to me, I would not allow you to continue. But I have a feeling that if I stopped you, the pain in your throat would be of little concern to you later.”

  Tears burned my eyes again, but from gratefulness this time. He was so considerate. Did men like this really exist?

  “No, my lord. Really, I’m fine. I want to please you.”
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br />   “Do not argue with me. If you swallow me again I will be very displeased.” He pulled back and gave me a mock frown. He wasn’t angry; he was trying to protect me. Now, more than ever, I wanted to bring him pleasure.

  “Yes, my lord.” I took him into my mouth once more and gave him the best blowjob I could muster without using my throat. I caressed and tugged his balls and sucked his shaft as hard as I could. His head rolled back and he moaned appreciatively. As I brought him to climax, he cried out and flexed his hips. I tugged his balls once more, slightly harder and his cum sprayed into my mouth. I stroked his cock and lapped up everything he gave me. It stung my throat on the way down, but I didn’t care.

  He brought his hands to my hair and petted me absentmindedly as his body relaxed. I sat still, my head resting on his thigh. I could stay like this forever. Closing my eyes, I basked in his presence.

  Chapter 9

  Kurt pulled me up into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. He played with my loose tresses and I rested my head on his chest. His heartbeat was soothing and I felt myself lulled to sleep. I tried to keep my eyes open, but they soon fluttered close.

  “Did you enjoy her, Kurt?”

  Kurt and I both jumped at Devin’s voice.

  Kurt shifted and sat up straighter. “Ja. Danke, Devin. More than I had hoped to.” I beamed on the inside.

  “Good, I’m glad.”

  Kurt asked a question in German, and he and Wilhelm conversed in the foreign language for a few minutes.

  “Devin,” Wilhelm said, sitting back casually in his chair. “My sons and I have a box for the evening performance of The Sleeping Beauty Ballet tomorrow night. Kurt was wondering if he could take Anna as his companion.”

  The ballet! I kept my face impassive, hiding my pounding heart. Would Devin say yes?

  Devin rubbed his chin, considering the request. “What time is the performance?”

  “Seven. If you would be willing, we would like to take her to dinner with us beforehand and perhaps stay with us afterwards.”

  Devin arched an eyebrow and looked amused. My heart beat faster at the thought of spending more time with Kurt. My throat would be better tomorrow and I could please him fully.

  “She doesn’t have the proper wardrobe for an evening like that.”

  My heart sank. Of course, I would need something to wear. The dresses in my closet were not appropriate for wear outside the Manor.

  Wilhelm waved his hand in the air. “That is not a problem. We are more than willing to get her anything she needs.”

  Devin sighed. I thought he wanted me to stay close to them and listen to their conversations. Of course, I realized now that most of their conversations would be in German. I didn’t know how much I would be able to help Devin. Maybe he realized that too.

  A few moments later Devin appeared to have come to a decision. “Well, Anna. How would you like to go to the ballet tomorrow night with these gentlemen?”

  I clasped my hands together in sheer joy. “Oh, Dev-” I stopped myself and clasped my hands over my mouth when Devin glared at me. Well, glare was an understatement. I looked down at my hands. “Yes, my lord. I would like that very much.” I spoke calmly, anxious that I had ruined my chance. I looked back up with pleading eyes.

  Devin smiled, but his eyes betrayed the fury inside. “Anna is very fond of the ballet. Aren’t you?”

  I nodded.

  “She danced when she was a child and was quite good,” Devin added.

  “How long have you known her?” Wilhelm asked.

  “I’ve known Anna since she was born. I went to high school with her guardian and knew her parents, before they died.”

  Wilhelm appeared to consider Devin’s response and then nodded. “So, will you allow us to take her to the ballet, Devin? It seems she would enjoy it.”

  “I think I could let her out for an evening.” Devin smiled at me warmly, though it still didn’t reach his eyes.

  Devin and Wilhelm discussed the plans for tomorrow. Wilhelm would pick me up after lunch so that there would be plenty of time for shopping and getting ready. He would bring me back Sunday afternoon.

  “You will keep her safe, won’t you?” Devin asked. “She’s rather precious to me.”

  “Of course, Devin. I can see how much she means to you.” Wilhelm smiled benevolently.

  Devin looked at him curiously for a moment, then smiled and then asked Wilhelm about his flight to San Francisco.

  Kurt kissed my neck. “I get you again tomorrow, Engel. I will have to return the favor you bestowed on me when I get you alone.” He nipped at my collarbone and I shivered. “Oh yes, I want to see you do much more than shiver tomorrow night.”

  My heart leapt inside my chest in fear. What did he want to do to me? Kurt didn’t seem like the abusive type, but I knew that appearances could be deceiving; Jack certainly didn’t look the type. I thought he was different. I was wrong. I took a deep breath to hold back the tears of disappointment. Oh, well. It was nice while it lasted.

  I turned my head and kissed Kurt’s neck to hide the tears forming. I continued licking and kissing his neck until I regained control of my emotions.

  Wilhelm and Devin were engaged in conversation with the other men in the circle. Kurt spoke up occasionally, but began trailing his fingers along my neckline as soon as I stopped kissing his neck. His middle finger dipped into the fabric and pulled the gathers down under my right breast.

  A low rumble sounded in Kurt’s throat as he skimmed his fingers around my areola. “Your skin is so soft. And you smell so good.” He ran his fingers around and around my nipple, getting close, but never touching it. My nipples were so hard they began to ache. He pulled the fabric down below my other breast. “Wunderschön.” I didn’t know what it meant, but it was clear it was a good thing. He pressed his hand into my back so that I raised my chest to where he could take my breast into his mouth.

  “Oh!” I gasped. My thighs clenched together as he sucked on my nipple, his tongue swirling around and around. “Oh, God!” I sighed. My fingernails dug into his knee and shoulder and my head fell back against his shoulder. He continued to swirl his tongue around my nipple while he squeezed the other one between his fingers. Each squeeze sent a jolt down to my throbbing clit.

  He continued his erotic assault on my breasts for several minutes before trailing his hand down to my stomach and across to the slit in my dress. My right leg was completely exposed and swept his fingers up my thigh. He slid his hand back down to my knee and then back up, this time on my inner thigh. About halfway up, he exchanged his fingers for the firm pressure of his thumb. Like I had.

  I moaned softly. He had pulled his head back from my breast and I could feel him watching me.

  He continued slowly up my inner thigh with his thumb and then lightly swept his fingers across my pussy lips. I gasped for air and opened my legs as he caressed them gently, slowly working his finger inside my wet folds.

  “Does that feel good, Engel?”

  “Yes,” I said breathlessly.

  “Gut.” He caressed the opening of my pussy. “You are so aroused.” He began moving his fingers again and slipped one inside.

  I moaned, probably louder than I should have. His fingers were big...like him.

  I closed my eyes, but I could feel him watching me as he slowly moved his finger in and out of me. Each thrust sent waves of heat through my body. I moaned again. I felt another finger join his first and I took a sharp breath. I wonder what his cock would feel like. “Oh, that feels so good,” I whispered, hoping Devin didn’t hear. He’d be so angry. But I’d pleased Kurt first. He started it. Didn’t Devin say I was supposed to follow the man’s lead? I felt deliciously selfish, enjoying myself as I was.

  Kurt continued thrusting his fingers in and out, when his thumb brushed my clit. “Oh, God!” I could feel the pressure building inside me and warning bells went off in my head. I didn’t know if Devin would approve of me having an orgasm in here. I was here to please Ku
rt, not the other way around.

  “Stop, please, my lord,” I begged softly.

  He looked at me in surprise. “Does it not feel good anymore, Engel?” He stilled his fingers, but didn’t remove them.

  “No. I mean, yes. I mean. It still feels good. Really good. But I don’t know if my Master would approve of an orgasm for myself.”

  Kurt frowned. “Why would he disapprove? It would please me if I could satisfy you.” He kissed me, nuzzling my lower lip. Shocks zinged through my body again. “Is it not your purpose to please me?” His eyes glinted with mischief and he grinned.

  I melted at his look. “Yes,” I said softly.

  I was ready to succumb to his desire to please me when Devin spoke from behind the chair he’d been sitting in. “Anna, I need you.” His eyes were cold and I felt the blood drain from my face.

  “Yes, my lord.” Devin’s going to punish me. I looked back at Kurt as I extracted myself from his arms. “It was a pleasure meeting you, my lord,” I said in a soft voice, kissing him on the cheek. “I will see you tomorrow.”

  Kurt kissed my hand as I stood. “I look forward to it, Engel.”

  I gave him a last smile and followed Devin back to the platform, my heart sinking as I walked.

  Devin pulled me into his lap, straddling him. He lifted my chin and smiled at me. It wasn’t a very kind smile. He ran his hands up my ribs and to my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly. My body ached from not climaxing with Kurt. I pressed my breasts into his hands and he kneaded them none-too-gently. He pulled the fabric down away from my breasts, took a nipple, and rolled it between his fingers. My pussy swelled. My engorged clit throbbed with every heartbeat.

  He pulled me towards him using my nipples. “Don’t worry, Anna. That cunt of yours is going to get filled tonight. Many times.”

  I looked at him with fearful tears in my eyes, but his words excited me. At least my body felt excitement. I closed my eyes. “Please, Master, I want that,” I begged. My body ached with desire.

  He chuckled. “Fuck me, Anna. Impale yourself on my cock and ride me hard.”