The Life of Anna, Part 4: Ensnared

by Marissa Honeycutt

  “Oh,” she said softly. She looked up at him, saw the impatience in his eyes, and scooted off the bed, keeping her eyes on him the whole time.

  “If you fight me well, I will keep my cock a normal man’s size. If you don’t, I will make sex with me very painful in many ways.”

  “I don't know how to fight,” she said softly.

  Kaveh frowned. “You start by running, trying to stay away from me. When I catch you, you try to get away using all your strength.”

  “It seems a rather pointless exercise,” she commented.

  “For you, maybe, except to keep the sex less painful than it could be. For me, it is play. I like to play.”

  Anna glanced at the door. “Run?”

  Kaveh nodded.

  Anna took a breath and ran out of the room. She heard Kaveh laugh and then his footsteps behind her a few minutes later. She ran down the stairs and into the family room, hiding behind a couch and catching her breath.

  “Oh, hiding. Very good.” He laughed again. She saw him in the reflection of the window coming closer. When he stepped around the back of the couch, she leapt up and ran around the other side and out of the room.

  He chased her for an hour, all through the house. He caught her a few times and then let her go. Finally, Anna collapsed in the entryway, exhausted. She lay her head on the cool floor and waited for Kaveh to find her. She couldn’t run any longer.

  He picked her up and carried her, over his shoulder, back upstairs and into “her” bedroom. He flopped her onto her back on the bed and looked down at her.

  “Good playing. I may even allow you to enjoy yourself.”

  He pulled his pants off and Anna stared, exhausted, at his hard cock. So thick and long. She was so tired, she couldn’t think of anything except sleep, but he didn’t care. He turned her over onto her hands and knees. His fingers brushed her tender hole.

  “Looks like Devin had some fun with you already today.”

  Anna hung her head, but didn’t say anything.

  He grabbed hold of her hips and rammed himself inside her with one strong thrust. Anna’s head came up and she grunted as he pounded himself into her. She was still raw from Devin’s tongue. He reached around her and played with her clit and she moaned.

  “Come, Daughter,” Kaveh commanded.

  Anna strained and then felt her orgasm crash over her. Kaveh pulled at her hair and she lifted up her upper body. He held her against him as she squirmed and cried out a long, drawn-out orgasm. He let her fall forward and pumped himself deep inside her and then shouted out as he came. She could feel him pulsing inside her, emptying his cum deep into her body.

  When he was done he pulled out and she collapsed onto the bed. He didn’t say anything before he walked away and out of the room. Anna glanced up at the clock. It was five-thirty. Devin would be home soon. She could close her eyes for a few minutes....

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  Anna’s eyes snapped open as she heard footsteps on the stairs. Devin!!

  She jumped off the bed and sprinted into the other room, skidding to her knees on the carpet seconds before Devin walked in. Her chest heaved from the exertion and he came to stand in front of her. He unzipped his pants and pulled her up by her hair so she could take his cock into her mouth. He held her head still and moved his hips to slowly fuck her mouth. He groaned as he hit her throat and pushed down into it.

  Anna swallowed, trying not to choke, and he moaned loudly. His movements quickened, fucking her throat hard and hurting her, but she just squeezed her eyes shut and took it. What else could she do? Finally he groaned loudly and came in her mouth, and she swallowed his cum then licked him clean.

  “Good girl,” he murmured. “Did she please you?” Devin asked to the room.

  “Yes, and I rewarded her.” It was Kaveh. She hadn’t realized he was there. Did he know she was late? “Her pussy is delightful.”

  Devin pulled her by her hair to her feet. “Yes, it is, isn't it?”

  He pushed her back onto the bed and spread her thighs apart. “Beautiful,” he murmured, tracing his finger along the tender lips. He leaned down and licked slowly from her slit to her clit, making her shudder. He straightened and smiled. “Put a robe on and come to dinner. I’ll have dessert after.” He glanced at Kaveh. “Dinner?”

  Kaveh shook his head. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” And he disappeared.

  Anna stood in shock, still not used to Immortals and their disappearing. Devin slapped her face. “Robe. Dinner. Or you won’t eat.”

  “Yes, Master,” she said softly and walked quickly into the other room for her robe.

  They ate in the kitchen. Devin read on his iPad and Anna stared at her food. She needed to eat. For strength and for the baby. Wilhelm’s baby. She allowed herself a tiny smile and felt her appetite return. She carried Wilhelm’s precious child. That would keep her going.

  When they went upstairs, Devin lay her down on the bed and licked at her pussy for what seemed like hours. When she started struggling against him because it was hurting, he tied her ankles to her wrists and held her down. He fucked her hard when he was done and then allowed her to go to sleep in his bed. He left the room and she was asleep instantly with her hand on her stomach as a reminder of the happiness she’d had only that morning.

  *****

  The next morning, Devin woke her by pulling her head down to his cock by her hair. She sucked him off, swallowed and then he left to get ready for work. She fell back to sleep and he woke her before he left.

  “You are not to go anywhere or talk to anyone. Kaveh will come sometime this afternoon. Please him well.”

  “Yes, Master,” she said softly and he turned and left the room. She put her head back on the pillow and fell back to sleep.

  She woke early afternoon and went downstairs to find something to eat. Julie, the housekeeper, made her a sandwich and a salad and Anna ate it silently at the table. When she was done, she went upstairs to take a shower and then lay back down in Devin’s bed to await Kaveh.

  When he arrived, he immediately got on the bed and went after her, but wouldn’t let her escape. She fought him as best as she could and he just laughed at her, like he was having a good time. She didn’t have the strength to fight for long and it angered him. He turned her over and pressed an enormous cock inside her sore pussy. She screamed in pain and tried to get away as he stretched her wide and delved slowly into her body.

  “You’re going to feel me in your throat, Daughter,” he growled and pressed in until she cried out in shock as he hit something. “What the...?” he pulled out and thrust in and was stopped at a point. He repeated the motion, each time with incredible pain to Anna.

  He grabbed her shoulder and turned her over, eyes flashing golden fire. “You may not refuse me entry,” he snarled.

  “I’m not,” she whimpered.

  He spread her legs and pushed in to the point where it hurt. Anna tried to wiggle away, but he held her still. “Stop.”

  He put his hand on her stomach and then glared at her. “You are with child. Your body is protecting him.”

  “It’s a him?” she asked with a faint smile.

  “You knew?” he snapped

  Anna stared at him in fright and then slowly nodded.

  A sickening grin spread over his face. “Devin will not be pleased. You will be punished.” He put his hand in the air and a golden chain appeared. He wrapped it around her wrist and then around the bedpost. “You cannot run away, so do not bother trying.” He stood and disappeared.

  Anna reached for the covers and huddled beneath them, awaiting her fate. What would Devin say? He would be angry, of course. But he couldn't do anything about it. It was done, and obviously well protected. “Wilhelm,” she breathed, and closed her eyes.

  Chapter Forty-Five

  Wilhelm grumbled as he heard his phone ringing. He looked at the clock. Who the hell would be calling at two o’clock in the morning? Anna! He reached quickly for his phone. It was her. And a video call?r />
  Ilsa stirred as he pushed the button. “Anna? Is everything okay?” he asked, worry filling him.

  He saw her pale face and then the picture blurred and Devin appeared. “Hello, Wilhelm,” he said with a wicked smile.

  Ilsa sat up next to him. “Why are you calling me from her phone, Devin?” Wilhelm demanded.

  “Because I wanted to make sure you woke for an important event.” The picture jiggled again and Wilhelm could see Anna restrained on a large bed. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts and her eyes were closed.

  Devin appeared again, but further away. Someone else was holding the phone. “You thought you could get her pregnant to what? Have an heir? Prevent me from getting her pregnant?”

  “The baby is well protected, Devin. Let things be.”

  “Oh, no. I can’t do that. I need her baby, Wilhelm. But in order to do that, I need to get rid of yours.”

  A sickening feeling spread through Wilhelm’s stomach as he saw Devin walk to the bed. “Anna, say hello to Wilhelm.”

  Anna’s eyes opened and he could see the terror in them. “Wilhelm,” she whispered, tugging at her bonds.

  “Ian, move so he can see everything,” Devin instructed.

  The picture moved so he could see Anna’s pussy. It was red and swollen. What had been going on?

  “You are so naïve, Wilhelm. You think a pregnancy would really stop me from doing what I need to do?”

  “No, Devin. Don’t!” Wilhelm shouted as Devin’s hand moved towards Anna’s slit.

  Devin grinned back at him and began working his hand into Anna’s body. She writhed and groaned as his fingers disappeared. Wilhelm watched and listened in horror as his hand disappeared into her body and Anna began to groan in pain.

  Wilhelm felt so helpless, watching from a distance. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Devin was going to take her baby with his bare hands. He knew he’d done it at the Gatherings from Aaron’s reports, but to see it firsthand...it was revolting.

  Anna sobbed and begged Devin to stop and Wilhelm’s eyes filled with tears. He wanted to turn it off, to hang up the phone. But he couldn’t. He could only sit and watch this disgusting person take his child from Anna’s womb.

  Suddenly Devin frowned. He pushed forward and Anna screamed in pain. His lips pressed together. “I can’t get in.”

  Wilhelm saw his forearm muscles flexing and Anna try and jerk away from him.

  “Fuck.” He removed his hand and frowned.

  Relief spread through Wilhelm’s body. Anna’s body was protecting the baby. He was about to say something when Devin spoke again.

  “Get the knife.”

  Both Anna’s and Wilhelm’s eyes widened. He heard Ilsa gasp next to him.

  “Ilsa,” he said very quietly in German. “Don’t. You shouldn’t watch.”

  She crawled behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head and naked breasts against his back. He knew by her movements that she was trying not to cry.

  Anna was moaning in pain and Devin sat between her legs and looked at him. “Wilhelm. You should know better than to cross me. Especially in my own territory. Now, Anna will suffer because of your arrogance.”

  “Her body is protecting itself. Let the baby be, Devin.” He spoke in a commanding tone.

  Devin laughed. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? That’s what you were counting on?” he laughed again. “No, Wilhelm. I need that womb in a few weeks and your DNA is in my way. It must be removed.”

  “You said yourself, you can’t get in. You’ll kill her if you use a knife.”

  “That’s why I have Immortals with me. If she dies, they’ll bring her back. Or just prevent her from dying in the first place. That’s better. Less energy wasted.” His cavalier attitude sickened Wilhelm.

  His poor Anna. She was already in so much pain. He could hear her still moaning. God, had it really been in arrogance that he got her pregnant? His own pride over her well-being?

  “Please don’t,” Wilhelm said softly. “Please Devin, have mercy on her. For once.”

  “Mercy is for weak men, Wilhelm. I am not weak.”

  “It takes a strong man to offer mercy.”

  Devin laughed. “You keep telling yourself that.”

  A man walked into the room and handed Devin a knife. He held it up for Wilhelm to see. It looked like a ceremonial knife. Its blade was long and thin with a jeweled handle.

  “Say goodbye to your son,” Devin said and knelt between Anna’s spread legs. He flicked her clit as he inserted the thin blade between her swollen folds. She jumped and jerked with every flick and cried out in pain as her body moved around the blade.

  Ilsa whimpered behind Wilhelm’s back.

  Suddenly Anna let out an ear-piercing scream and her body stiffened. “No!” she screamed.

  The blade was almost all the way in and Devin gave it a final thrust, making Anna scream again. He thrust in and out several times and blood began to trickle out of her body. Anna kept screaming and moving, making the blade cut her even more than it already was. Devin pulled it out and the trickle became a stream.

  Wilhelm swallowed back vomit as he watched Devin, once again, push his hand inside Anna’s body and she screamed even louder. Her screams pushed the limits of the phone’s speaker and echoed in his dark bedroom. He wanted to turn the volume down, but couldn’t bring himself to. It would be denying Anna’s suffering. He couldn’t imagine the pain she was in. Her screams and struggle became stronger and her body stiffened and Devin grinned. He pulled his arm out, holding a bloody mass.

  “God, no,” Wilhelm pleaded uselessly.

  “Here is your son, Wilhelm,” Devin said holding up his bloody hand to the phone. Anna was sobbing in the background, blood streaming out of her. She strained against the cuffs, though with less energy than before.

  Wilhelm couldn’t hold himself back. He dropped the phone onto the bed and fell to the floor on his hands and knees and vomited multiple times. He could hear Ilsa sniffling and Devin laughing while Anna sobbed. He had failed Anna. God, the poor girl.

  “Turn off the phone, Ilsa,” he pleaded in a soft voice. “Please.” He stared at the black floor, surrounded by the sour smell of the contents of his stomach. There was movement on the bed and the room became silent. The blue glow of the phone faded and then the room went dark.

  “Wilhelm....” Ilsa said softly. She turned on the bedside light and knelt beside him. “Oh, Wilhelm.” She stroked his head for a few moments and then stood and went into the bathroom.

  He heard the water running and she returned a few minutes later and ran a cool cloth on his forehead and over his face. He sat up and leaned back against the bed, his heart shredded. Ilsa spoke softly on the phone, telling Lukas that Wilhelm had been ill.

  Wilhelm couldn’t push the horrible images from his mind. Anna. His precious baby. He had even been thinking of names this morning. Tears ran down his cheeks and onto his bare chest.

  Ilsa left again and returned with his robe. “Come, let’s sleep in another room.” He stood absently and let her help him into his robe. She took his hand and led him out of the bedroom into a nearby guest room.

  He sat down hard on the bed and stared at the ground, utterly in shock at what had happened. He rarely used the word evil, but that was the only word he could come up with to describe what he had just seen. Devin was evil. To reach into a woman’s body and abort a baby with his own hands? Only an evil man could do such a thing.

  “Poor Anna,” he whispered. “My poor, poor Anna.” He looked bleary-eyed at his wife.

  Ilsa sat next to him and held him tightly. “He really...did that to her?”

  “Yes. He’s a monster and must be stopped.”

  “But how? Alex is....”

  “I know, Mausi. But there is always a way. We just have to find it.” He would avenge his son’s death. It would be Wilhelm’s pleasure to kill Devin with his bare hands. Once again, he was thankful that Anna wasn’t bonded to
him. Maybe they needed to call in the assassins.

  Chapter Forty-Six

  Anna huddled in her bed at the Manor, eyes blankly staring out the window as the sun rose. Her baby...Wilhelm’s baby...gone. Her pillow was wet from her tears. Her hair was a tangled mess around her face. Though the Immortals had healed physically, her mind and heart were a pulpy mess.

  Her baby...Wilhelm’s baby....

  She hugged her knees into her chest, wishing she could die.

  But as she lay there, her anger toward Devin grew. He had taken away everything good in her life. Everything! In a sudden fit of rage, she stood and looked around for something to throw. She picked up the lamp next to her bed and threw it across the room. The sound as the ceramic shattered against the marble fireplace was fiercely satisfying. She smiled as she pulled trinkets off the shelves and threw them across the room, filling the air with the sounds of wreckage. She threw a metal statue and hit the mirror, and it exploded into tiny pieces that caught the light as they fell to the ground.

  Anything she could pick up, she threw. The wooden clock on the mantle went through one of the windows. The brass vase on the table made a satisfying clang as it hit the fireplace, but she liked the sound of glass hitting the masonry, and went into the bathroom to find more items to throw. She gathered up a bunch of glass bottles, dumped them on her bed and hurled them one at a time at the fireplace. The room filled with the scents of roses and musk and vanilla.

  Midway through the arc with one of the larger bottles in her hand, her forearm hit a barrier. She whirled around to see Ian holding her arm in the air with a tight grip.

  “Let me go,” she growled through gritted teeth, struggling like a wild animal against him.

  She gave him a ferocious glare and yanked with all her might and was shocked when she pulled loose. Stepping back, she hurled the bottle at Ian’s face, missing him by millimeters as he ducked out of the way. She gave a vicious roar and grabbed another bottle to hurl at him when he lunged for her, pushing her to the ground and holding her hands above her head.