The Life of Anna, Part 4: Ensnared

by Marissa Honeycutt

  “I misbehaved, Travis. What else is he supposed to do?”

  “You’re justifying it now?”

  Anna shrugged. “He doesn’t usually hurt me just for the fun of it. He always has a reason.”

  Travis snorted. “Yeah, you tell him you don't like his shirt and he tortures you for the rest of the afternoon.”

  “He’s never punished me for that.”

  “Yet.”

  “What is he supposed to do, Travis? I misbehave. I don't mean to, but I do.” She sighed. “Even Wilhelm had to punish me when I was in Russia.”

  Travis’ jaw dropped open. “Wilhelm punished you?”

  “Well, he called it discipline....” Anna thought back to the spanking. “I guess it was different. But Devin was nice afterwards this time.”

  “This time...,” he muttered. “Dammit, Anna. Don't you ever wish you could just...run away?”

  Anna looked at him in bewilderment. “Run away? He’d find me. He always finds me.” She shuddered. “You don't know what he did to me when I tried to kill myself when I was younger. I can’t imagine what he would do if I tried to run away.”

  Travis took her hand and looked at her with incredible seriousness. “What if there was a way? If you could get out of here and be somewhere safe?”

  Anna laughed. “That doesn’t exist, Travis. He knows everything. He always knows where I am and what I’m doing. He’d know if I was at the airport or out of the city.”

  Travis glanced down at her wrists. “You don't deserve this life, Anna.”

  “Deserving or not, it is my life. If Alex was still alive there might be hope. But he’s dead and has been for many years. He was the only one Devin couldn’t hurt and he’s gone. And Devin’s...more powerful now. I don’t know if Alex could even get me away from him now, if he were still alive.” She shook her head and played with the ribbons of her pointe shoes. “No, Travis. I just need to concentrate on being a better, obedient slave. He doesn’t hurt me if I’m good.”

  Something moved next to her and she looked up to see Justin standing over her with a disturbed look on his face. “Who hurts you?”

  “No one.”

  Justin knelt down and took hold of her hand. “Who did this?” he demanded.

  Anna shook her head. “Don’t get involved, Justin.”

  “Was it Andersen?”

  Anna pulled her hand away from him. “Please, Justin. Stay out of it. I don't want you to get hurt.” She turned to Travis. “Travis, tell him. Please.”

  Travis frowned. “Yeah, man. You can’t do anything about it.”

  Justin’s face turned red and he clenched his jaw. “I thought you were her friend,” he growled. “This doesn’t bother you?” He held up Anna’s arm again.

  “Fuck yeah, it bothers me. I’ve been watching it for years. You don't understand though. There’s nothing you can do and you’ll only end up hurt...or worse.”

  “I can't fucking believe this, Travis. What kind of fucking friend are you?” Justin glared at Travis and balled his fist.

  Anna jumped up and ran out of the studio and up to Isaak’s office. Isaak could make Justin understand...she hoped.

  The secretary wasn’t at her desk so Anna went to Isaak’s door and knocked.

  “Anna?” Isaak stood and walked around his desk. “What’s wrong? Why are you upset?”

  “Justin...he’s...he saw my bruises and he’s pissed at Travis because he told him not to get involved.”

  Isaak looked down at Anna’s wrists. “Devin?”

  She nodded. “Justin’s really angry, Isaak. I’m afraid—”

  There was a commotion in the hallway and Anna heard yelling from downstairs.

  Isaak walked out and looked down. “Wait here,” he said, then disappeared around the corner.

  He returned a few minutes later with Justin and Travis. Travis had a bruise on his cheek and Justin was huffing and glaring at him.

  “Oh, no!” Anna exclaimed staring at the two dancers. “What—”

  “Anna, go back downstairs,” Isaak said calmly. “Delia will start class if I’m not back.”

  Anna nodded and went back to the studio. One of the dancers told her that Justin and Travis’ argument escalated and Justin hit Travis, explaining the bruise. She appreciated Justin’s caring, but if he wasn’t careful he was going to get Devin’s attention. That wouldn’t be good.

  ** ~ ~ ** ~ ~ **

  “We might have someone new to help us.”

  “New? How the hell did that happen?”

  “She showed up with bruises on her wrists this morning and Justin got really defensive of her. Was fucking pissed that I wouldn’t do anything about it. He hit me.”

  “He hit you?”

  “He had a friend whose dad was really abusive and his friend ended up dead. Justin knew about the abuse but was afraid of doing anything about it. He swore he’d never let that happen to anyone again.”

  A sigh. “I know the feeling.”

  “Did you know he’s from New York?”

  “I think I must have at some point. I think he mentioned something about dancing out here but wanted to get away from his family. That could be convenient.”

  “Devin would never suspect him and he’s her partner now.”

  “You trust him?”

  “Yeah, I do.”

  “What does he know?”

  “Not much. Isaak convinced him that people are trying to help her, but that it’s a delicate process and if he wanted to stay alive, he should stay out of it. That didn’t make him happy but hearing it from Isaak helped. I...mentioned leaving to her this morning. She laughed at me. Not that I blame her. But she won't come willingly.”

  Another sigh and then a curse. “God, I don’t know what to do. Her living with him really fucked up the plans.” A pause. “What’s Justin’s last name again? I’ll see if anyone knows him around here.”

  “Sawyer.”

  “Sawyer? Fuck.”

  “What? Why?”

  “I think there’s a Deacon with that last name.”

  “Is that good or bad?”

  “I don't know. I guess we’ll find out.”

  Chapter Fifty-Seven

  Early Friday afternoon, Anna rode in a limo with Devin on their way to the airport. She hadn’t told him about the fight between Justin and Travis. She didn’t want to get Justin in trouble.

  Her wrists were still a little sore, but were healing. Devin had been back to his “nice” self since he punished her, though she was still scared of him. Right now she was leaning against him and he was nibbling on her neck.

  Anna sighed and squirmed, trying to control herself. His hand slipped up under her silk shirt and cupped her lace-covered breast. He massaged it gently and then reached in and tugged on her nipple ring.

  “Oh, Devin,” she sighed. They were almost to the airport and she wanted him so badly. He’d been teasing her the whole time and she was going crazy with desire. “Please...,” she whispered.

  “Please what, Baby,” he asked, chuckling.

  “Please fuck me,” she moaned as he pinched her nipple painfully. But good pain that made her clench her pussy.

  “We’re almost there, Baby. There’s no time.”

  She squirmed in her seat again. He hadn’t seemed upset that she was doing it and so she had continued showing him her frustration that way.

  His hand moved to her leg and he lightly trailed his fingertips up her inner thigh. “Your legs are wet,” he remarked, and kissed her ear. “I imagine your panties are soaking.” His hand moved up a few inches more and he skimmed his fingers over her swollen sex. She moaned loudly and he chuckled. “Very wet. So wet for me, Baby?”

  “Yes,” she said breathlessly. He continued to skim his fingers over her panties and she cried out in frustration.

  “Mmm, I can’t wait to dive into your hot body, Anna, though you might burn my cock off.”

  He continued to tease her until Anna noticed that they had passed the termin
al. “Where are we going?”

  “A private hangar. I finally broke down and got a private jet. I didn’t have a need before now. I liked fucking the flight attendants. But since you are with me now....” He bit her neck. “I find a need for more privacy.” He removed his hand from between her legs. “And, I didn’t want to be pinned to a schedule.”

  Anna watched out the window as they pulled up to a small jet. Well, small compared to the monstrosity of the Kunze family jet. That was the size of a regular airliner. This was smaller, more like the conventional idea one would have thinking about private jets. There was a ‘G’ on the back tail followed by a number, but Anna couldn’t read it from this angle.

  “Kaveh will be joining us and I promise you, Baby,” Devin turned her around to look at her. “You will not be screaming in frustration when we land.”

  The limo stopped near the base of the stairs and Ian appeared at the entrance of the jet. He hurried down the stairs as the driver got out and opened their door. Devin took her hand and led her up the stairs and into the spacious passenger compartment.

  The floor was carpeted in royal blue, and windows lined the entire length of the enclosure. There were two small tables with light-brown, leather chairs flanking them, two leather couches in the middle and a larger table behind that with four seats around it. In the back was a wall and a partially-opened door.

  “Bathroom and bedroom,” Devin explained. “Do you like it?”

  “Oh, Devin,” she said, running her hands over the leather chairs. “It’s wonderful.”

  A petite woman with red hair tied up in a neat bun walked up to them. She wore a crisp white blouse and navy blue pencil skirt and heels. “Hello Mr. Andersen. Ms. Kunze. The captain is ready to leave whenever you are.”

  “Thank you, Vanessa,” Devin said. “I see Kaveh’s not here yet. We can take off after he arrives.”

  “Yes, sir,” she said with a slight curtsy.

  Devin led Anna to the couch and they stashed their bags nearby. Their suitcases were being loaded by Ian and the driver.

  A shadow darkened the entryway of the jet and Anna looked up to see Kaveh stooping as he walked down the aisle. He sat down on the couch across from them wearing khaki pants and a white linen shirt. Anna had never seen him in regular clothes and stared. He looked like...a human. A very large, incredibly sexy human, but human nonetheless.

  “Hello, Anna,” he said with a smile.

  Anna blinked at his use of her name. He’d never called her that before. “Hello, Kaveh.”

  Devin and Kaveh engaged in small talk and Anna looked out the window. She fidgeted and hoped that her arousal would be taken care of soon. Ian came in a few minutes later, the doors closed, and soon they were soaring through the air.

  “You’re going straight to the White House?” Kaveh asked.

  Devin nodded. “Less people around in the evening.”

  “Good.”

  Vanessa came by to let them know lunch was ready and the four of them moved to the table to eat.

  *****

  “Is the bed set up?” Devin asked as they were finishing up their meal.

  A hint of surprise flickered through the redhead’s eyes, but she nodded. “Yes, sir.”

  “Good. Thank you. After you clean up you may stay in your quarters. I will ring you if we need anything.”

  “Yes, sir.” She took the pile of plates away to the front of the jet.

  Devin stood and pulled Anna to her feet, kissing her. He glanced at Ian. “You can have her when we’re done, if you’d like.”

  Ian glanced at Anna and smiled. “Thanks.”

  Anna nervously followed Devin to the back of the plane to the small bedroom.

  “Undress, Anna,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt.

  She did as she was told, looking between Devin and Kaveh nervously. What was going to happen?

  As soon as they were both naked, Devin pulled her close and kissed her, pushing her gently to the bed. He kissed her neck and breasts and belly, slowly making his way down to lap at her pussy.

  “Devin....” She gasped as he began sucking on the swollen folds.

  “I’m not taking all of you, Baby. Just some and then I will replenish you.”

  Anna closed her eyes and enjoyed his touch.

  *****

  Devin worked his mouth and tongue hungrily over Anna’s pussy, sucking and licking her and making her moan. God, she was so sweet. He needed to empty her enough that he could replace her essence with his own, so that they could work in synergy with Jerry tonight. As well as the people they met with the rest of the weekend.

  “Enough, Devin,” Kaveh said, looking up at Anna’s face. It was slightly pale, but not as pale as she got when he took everything.

  He sat up. “Is she awake?”

  Anna’s eyes fluttered open, but they were dull and couldn’t quite focus.

  “It is enough. You will fill her and bring her life back.” Kaveh stood next to the bed. “Are you ready?”

  Devin would take Kaveh’s essence directly into his own body. It was too much for his human body to take on a regular basis, which is why he used Anna as a conduit, but he needed the full strength this weekend. Jerry needed to be reminded who was in charge.

  He moved onto his hands and knees and Kaveh knelt behind him.

  “My balls are heavy for you, Devin. It is the amount I usually use for impregnating Anna. It will serve you well.” The Immortal pressed his large cock against Devin’s hole and slid inside.

  “Fuck!” Devin groaned as the massive rod invaded his ass. He was long and wide, a mix of pleasure and pain and his cock throbbed even more than it had been as the head pressed against the sweet spot.

  “You need to contain your orgasm and keep it for Anna.”

  “I know,” Devin growled between gritted teeth. Fuck! It hurt and felt incredible at the same time. Is this how Anna felt every night? He’d die if he had to take it every night. It was honey right out of the hive, the purest cocaine from Colombia, a lightning bolt straight through his ass and out the top of his head….

  “Argh!” he groaned as Kaveh flexed his fingers into his hips and began thrusting in and out. He was getting high on the sensations. The Immortal essence was beginning to seep into his body and he leaned his head back in painful ecstasy. Tears came to his eyes as the feelings intensified with every thrust. God, could he keep himself from coming? “Fuck, can’t I fuck her now?” he groaned.

  “Your body needs time to absorb it,” Kaveh said, intensifying his thrusts. He pounded into Devin’s body and then gave a great shout as he exploded.

  Devin screeched as he felt the cum shoot into his body so hard it was painful. His fingers dug into the sheets and he gasped for breath. Kaveh pulled out and Devin fell to his side, groaning as his body tried to absorb the offering. He curled into a ball and shook uncontrollably.

  The Immortal put a hand on his hip. “It will subside soon. This is why we use Anna, yes?”

  Devin nodded, unable to speak. His heart raced as his blood grew golden with Immortality.

  *****

  Anna watched as Devin shook on the bed next to her. She had never seen him so weak. He looked...ill. His skin was pink and slick and his neck muscles bulged. She looked at Kaveh, who watched him without concern.

  Finally, Devin took a deep breath and relaxed, the fire inside him gone. He opened his eyes and they locked on hers. Golden flecks dotted his normally black eyes.

  “You must give her life, Devin. Your body can’t contain everything I gave you.”

  Devin nodded and rolled on top of Anna, crushing his lips to hers. His tongue slipped between her lips and she could taste something different in him. Spicy like cinnamon and rich like cream. It was intoxicating. She kissed him back hungrily, sliding her hands around his neck and into his hair. Her tongue caressed his and she sucked on it, making him groan, sending shivers down her spine.

  His hands trailed down her body, caressing the side of her breast and thum
bing her nipple. He pulled his mouth away to trail his kisses down her neck and she gasped in pleasure. Every kiss branded her skin with his passion. He nipped at her collarbone and slid his tongue down to her breast, taking a nipple into his hot mouth.

  “Devin!” she cried out as he suckled the peak, harder and harder until she felt like he was going to suck the rest of the life out of her through her breast. Her mind whirled in incomprehensible colors, coherent thought impossible as long as his mouth was on her. He sucked on her other nipple, making her cry out in pleasure and pain as he positioned himself at her entrance.

  “Please,” she begged softly, wiggling beneath him. She needed him so badly she could hardly breathe.

  He pressed into her hot wetness and she screamed in pleasure. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her fingernails dug into his back and she arched up to him, meeting every thrust, wanting to take everything he had to give her.

  “Yes!” she cried. “Oh, Devin. Yes! Deeper! Deeper!” She wrapped her legs around him, wanting more.

  He stopped moving for a moment and his golden-flecked eyes met hers. She whimpered and writhed beneath him.

  “Mine,” he said in a deep voice and thrust forward.

  “Yes!” she screamed.

  He stopped again, looking intently at her. Why did he stop?

  “No!” she screamed as he pulled out, but when he flipped her onto her stomach and pulled her hips up she understood. Deeper.

  With one solid thrust, he rammed himself deeper than he had been. He pressed against her cervix and she screamed in pain and pleasure. Over and over and over he pounded her. The colors whirled in her mind and then everything was blinding white as Devin gave one last painful thrust. She couldn’t even scream as her body shattered in pleasure. She heard Devin yelling and felt his fingers dig into her hips, but the overwhelming light of the explosion in her body overtook everything else and she soared out of consciousness.

  *****

  Devin slowly regained awareness of his surroundings and looked down to see Anna fall to the bed below him. She shuddered and then was still. He pulled himself away from her and leaned forward, concerned that he had killed her.