I immediately untied his pants and pulled his cock into view. I adjusted my dress and slid down on him in one swift movement. I was so tight it hurt, but I needed him. His piercings hit all the right spots. My muscles clenched around him, clinging desperately to his hard shaft. My clit hit his pelvic bone and I cried out in pleasure. My eyes widened in surprise as I felt the tingles of my orgasm.
Devin gave me a not-very-nice-smile. “Already? You are a little whore, aren’t you?”
I didn’t answer but whimpered at his question. He put his hands on my hips and ground me against his hip. I rode him hard, my ass bouncing up and down on his thighs as I filled myself with his cock again and again. I rocketed up into the sky and cried out as I came. Devin held on to my hips and pushed me up and down on himself hard. Somewhere in my subconscious I heard him groan and throb inside me.
My body slowly relaxed and I dropped my forehead on Devin’s damp shoulder. Both of our chests heaved as we caught our breath. His hands still clasped my hips, which felt bruised where he held me.
My mind slowly cleared and I sat up and looked at him, afraid of his anger. He pulled me towards him and sucked on my neck. “Good girl,” he murmured. “Now you can concentrate on pleasing my Brothers, correct?”
I nodded. Was he still angry with me? I couldn’t tell. “Yes, Master. I will please your Brothers.”
“You will please each of the men up here with me. You will greet them. Then you will ask them how they want to be pleased. And then you will do it. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
He lifted me off his cock and moisture ran down my inner thigh. He pushed me in the direction of a grey-haired man who looked up at me as I approached
“Good evening, my lord.” I said, palms pressed together.
He looked me up and down and smiled at my exposed breasts. “Hello, beautiful.” He pulled me down to straddle his lap and began to caress my breasts. My clit throbbed again.
“How may I please you, my lord?”
“Ride me, sweetheart.”
I obliged him and then moved onto the next man. I sucked cocks. I rode cocks. One man wanted me on my knees on the chair in front of him. I climaxed over and over again and pleased the men. As I turned to the last man, my heart dropped into my stomach. Jack.
I took a deep breath and greeted him, my voice strained. “Good evening, my lord.”
He sneered. “Good evening, Baby. Come to spread your legs for me?”
I swallowed nervously. “How may I please you, my lord?”
He stood in front of me. “You can spread your ass for me, you little whore.”
He motioned to the chair and I kneeled on it, facing away from him. I braced myself for my guardian’s cock in my ass. The muscles clenched involuntarily.
“No, no, Baby. I said spread your ass. Reach behind you and spread your cheeks for me.”
I leaned my chest on the back of the chair and did as he said.
“Jack, lube up first,” Devin said in a stern voice. “She has more to do tonight and I don’t want her tearing.”
Jack swore under his breath. “You got lube?”
“She’s got a pussy. Use that.”
He unceremoniously shoved his cock in my now well-used pussy and thrust a few times then pulled out. He put his hand on my shoulder and leaned forward to my ear. “Damn. I was looking forward to seeing your ass bleed.”
I didn’t say anything but was grateful to Devin for his intervention. Even if it had nothing to do with my comfort.
Jack positioned himself at my opening and thrust the whole way in with one movement. I gasped at the burning and cried out in pain. He laughed. I heard some of the other men laugh as well.
Tears stung my eyes. He wasn’t gentle; it hurt. I tried to keep quiet, but had little success. I clung to the back of the plush chair as he gripped my hips and fucked me hard. His balls slapped against me repeatedly. I buried my face in the back of the chair and cried. It hurt so badly.
I heard him start to moan. “Oh, Baby. Yeah. Take it. Take it like the bitch you are.” He slowed his pace but slammed himself into me harder. I sobbed. “Take it. Take it bitch.” With one last slam, he grunted in release, his short thrusts causing stabs of pain.
He pulled out as fast as he had gone in. The back of the chair muffled my scream. I started to lower my hips but Jack stopped me. “Oh no, Baby. I want everyone to see what a little ass-whore you are.” His fingers ran over the tender skin of my hole. I heard him laugh. “Look at that gaping hole dripping with cum. It’s gonna drip into her cunt.”
I buried my face in the chair, wishing I were anywhere but here. I imagined the disgust that Wilhelm and Kurt must be feeling right now. Will they change their minds about taking me tomorrow? Or will they want me more now so they can do the same things?
I continued kneeling on the chair, my ass and pussy exposed to the men on the platform. The men were talking but I didn’t pay any attention. My body ached from being fucked so hard.
I felt a hand on my back. I started to sit up but it pushed me back down. Something hot and hard entered my pussy. Another cock. He slapped my ass as he fucked me. After a while, I heard him groan, felt him tense up and then he was gone.
Jack came around the back of the chair and bent down to look in my face. “Devin’s lining them up for you. Remind you of home?” He laughed and I looked away. He grabbed my hair to bring my face back to his. “Stay in position unless told to change. You’ve got a lot of cock to take, Baby.”
He was right. I don’t know how long I stayed in that position but wouldn’t have been surprised if every man in the room had fucked me by the end of the night. By the time Devin said I could go, my ass and pussy felt like they were on fire from use.
Ian led me back to my room and I collapsed onto the bed. I was asleep in seconds.
Chapter 10
The next morning I awoke stiff and achy. I hadn’t moved since I fell into bed and it was almost one o’clock in the afternoon. If Kurt was still coming, he would be here soon, so I went into the bathroom to undress and shower. I felt gross.
The hot water massaged my skin, and I closed my eyes and sighed. The muscles in my back and legs relaxed in the heat as I washed.
When I was finished washing, I leaned my forehead against the marble wall. Tears mingled with the water on my face as I thought about the previous night. An unfamiliar emotion squeezed my heart. Shame. Shame and humiliation over what Kurt and Wilhelm had seen me do last night.
Where did that come from? When did I start feeling ashamed about anything I do? It’s not as if Kurt’s going to carry me away for a happily-ever-after. I was going to the ballet with him as his companion, we’d have sex, and then he’d bring me back tomorrow and go on with his life. Did it really matter what he thought about me, aside from whether or not I pleased him sexually?
I let out a long breath through pursed lips. Devin wanted me to please him, and I would do so. At least Kurt seemed kind...but he said that he wanted to hear me do more than moan. Would he hurt me like every other man I’ve known? Many men appeared kind, but were really monsters when alone.
But did it matter whether or not Kurt was kind? No. Devin had told me what he wanted me to do; that was what mattered. Nothing else.
Maggie brought my lunch as I was drying my hair. “Thanks, Maggie.”
She smiled. “I will bring you clothes to wear when the duke arrives.”
“The duke?” What?
“Duke Wilhelm Kunze von Hesse. He is coming to pick you up this afternoon, correct?”
I blinked a few times. “I didn’t know he was a duke.”
“That is what Master told me.” She smiled and then left the room.
A duke? What do I do with that? Does that mean Kurt is a duke too?
As I finished my lunch, Maggie returned with a khaki skirt and pink sweater, as well as shoes and undergarments. I dressed quickly and braided my hair, realizing it was the only hairstyle I knew.
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Later that afternoon, Devin took me down to the entrance where Kurt and Wilhelm were waiting for me. I carried my shoes and followed him through the hallways.
“You did well last night, Anna,” Devin said in a pleasant tone, though I could sense something was amiss.
“Thank you, my lord,” I replied meekly, watching his shoes as I walked a few steps behind him.
“Treat them well, Anna. Make them want more of you. If you do well, I will reward you. If you don’t....”
“Yes, my lord. I will do my best.”
“Kurt likes you, Anna. I can tell. I need to be able to know this family and you are how I will do it. Don’t fuck it up.”
He’s angry with me. “Yes, my lord.”
We arrived at the entrance where Wilhelm and Kurt waited. “Good afternoon, my lords,” I said bowing low to Wilhelm.
“You’ll bring her back tomorrow afternoon?” Devin asked as I stared at the stone beneath my nose.
“Ja, Devin,” Wilhelm said in his low accented voice. “We will take good care of her.”
“I have no doubt. Use her as you wish, I only ask you don’t do any permanent damage to her.”
“Of course, Devin.” Wilhelm sounded a little startled at the request.
I heard footsteps fading and then there was a large hand on the back of my head. “Anna, you may stand now,” Wilhelm said in a gentle voice from above.
I stood quickly and kept my eyes downcast.
“Are you ready, Liebling?” Wilhelm’s voice was high above my head. How tall is he?
“Yes, my lord.”
He turned and walked to the door with Kurt beside him. I stopped at the door to put my sandals on and then followed them outside, squinting in the bright sunlight. As I stepped from the last stair, I was able to see that Kurt was about Devin’s height, around six feet tall, and Wilhelm was a few inches taller than Kurt.
A black limousine waited on the graveled driveway. The uniformed chauffeur held the door open, through which I saw two bench seats facing each other, with plenty of room in between for tall men’s legs. After a moment’s hesitation, I crawled in and sat in the front-facing seat. Wilhelm and Kurt got in after me and the door closed. We drove off a moment later.
I stared at my hands, unsure of what I should do. The only people I’d interacted with for years had been Jack and his friends, and occasionally Devin. I didn’t know these men, but I knew men. When would they start to hurt me?
“How are you doing today, Anna?” Kurt asked, sitting across from me. His khaki cargo shorts and leather sandals allowed me to see muscular legs covered with blond hairs.
“Fine, thank you, my lord,” I said in a soft voice, staring at his knee. My palms were clammy and I subtly tried to wipe them on my skirt.
Wilhelm, sitting next to me, put his hand on mine. “Anna, you need not fear us. We will not hurt you. We are looking forward to spending time with you today and tomorrow. I hope you will enjoy yourself.”
“Thank you, my lord. I’m sure I will.” I continued to stare at my hands.
There was a moment of silence. “Anna, look at me please,” Wilhelm said.
I slowly turned to look at him, and he gave me a kind smile. “Please, call me Wilhelm. Call Kurt by his name. There is no need for formalities. We’re not in the Schloss. You are not a slave. You are our guest, and I want you to be able to relax and have fun.”
I bit my lip. Is he tricking me into misbehaving so he can punish me later? But he gave me instructions, so I took a deep breath and gave him a timid smile.
“Good girl,” he said, looking pleased. “Now, what do you like to do for fun?”
“Fun?” I looked back at my hands. Fun was not something Jack allowed me to pursue. “I don’t know...I like to read.”
Kurt chuckled. “You like to read?”
I felt my cheeks burn and nodded. Is it okay for someone like me to read?
“Like Alex,” he said with another chuckle.
Alex. “Your brother?”
Kurt looked at me and tilted his head. “How did you know?”
I blushed again. “I overhead Devin speaking of your family.”
“Oh?” Wilhelm looked curious.
I’ve said too much. Devin will be angry. I bit my lip and didn’t say anything else.
I felt Wilhelm turn contemplative for a moment and I glanced up at Kurt shyly. He gave me a bright smile and patted the seat next to him, so I moved to the seat across from where I had been.
He put his arm around me and nuzzled my ear. “I was thinking about you all night. This morning was so long.” He brought his hand up and cradled my cheek as he nibbled on my earlobe. I closed my eyes as his lips caressed the skin and then tugged the lobe with his teeth, making me gasp. He drew my earlobe between his lips and sucked on it for a moment before moving lower, trailing kisses down my neck to my collarbone.
“Are you okay from last night? Did they hurt you?”
My cheeks burned. “You saw that?” I asked, already knowing the answer. Shame clenched my heart again.
“Ja, Anna. We did. Vati was...quite upset that Devin treated you like that.” He leaned back and looked into my eyes, his hand still cradling my cheek. “As was I. Are you all right?”
I bit my lip and nodded, giving a half-smile. “I’ve been through worse.”
Kurt frowned and I closed my eyes and bent my head. I keep saying the wrong thing.
Wilhelm asked Kurt something in German and Kurt responded.
“I’m sorry, Kurt,” I said softly, afraid he was upset. “Jack said I lacked social refinement. I haven’t been...out much...aside from dance classes...since I was sixteen. I’m not very good around people.” I twisted my fingers in my lap. “I don’t want to embarrass you.”
“Anna, you have nothing to worry about. I do not embarrass easily. If you have questions, do not be afraid to ask. We will not laugh or think poorly of you.” Kurt stroked my cheek then lifted my face to kiss my lips. “I am going to enjoy every second with you until I have to take you back.”
I gave him a shy smile. “Is there anything I can do for you?”
He grinned. “Ja, but not right now.” He nuzzled my ear. “Later,” he whispered. “Later we will make each other feel very, very good.” He nipped my neck.
I shivered in anticipation.
“Have you had lunch, Anna?” Wilhelm asked and I nodded. “Gut. We will have dinner before we go to the Opera House.”
We drove into downtown towards a high-end department store. “Ilsa said that this store has a nice selection of dresses that would be ready to wear tonight. She said she would call ahead and let them know we were coming.”
I nodded. “Who is Ilsa?”
Wilhelm smiled. “My lovely wife,” he said with sincerity and tender eyes. “She is an expert shopper. She travels here with me frequently but was unable to come this time.” He tilted his head. “You did not bring an overnight bag.”
My eyes widened and my cheeks burned with shame. Again. I should have brought...something. I shook my head. “I don’t...really own...anything. I’m sorry.” Will they take me back to the Manor? Now that I was out, I had no desire to return to the Manor early. But Devin hadn’t said anything about an overnight bag. How was I supposed to have known? I should have known...somehow.
Wilhelm tilted his head and gave me an affectionate look. “Anna, it will be our pleasure to buy you anything you need.”
I stared at him for a moment, blinking back tears. “Thank you, Wilhelm. You’re very kind.” I didn’t understand the kindness, but I was thankful for it.
The driver pulled up to a large square building and opened the door for us. Wilhelm helped me out and the three of us walked into the huge store. A woman stood just inside the door and approached us. She introduced herself as Karen.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Karen,” Wilhelm said, shaking her hand. “This is Anna. She is coming to the ballet with us this evening and she needs a proper dress. And a
n outfit for tomorrow as well as any necessary accoutrements.”
“It will be my honor to help you, Duke von Hesse,” Karen said with a friendly smile. “Come with me, please.” She led us up an escalator and to an area of the store full of beautiful formal dresses of all styles, colors and materials.
I spent the next hour and a half trying on dress after dress until Kurt and Wilhelm settled on a fitted emerald-green strapless dress made out of silk taffeta. The back of the dress laced up like a corset. I grinned at myself in the mirror, feeling like a princess again.
As we left the store, Wilhelm paused, looking thoughtful. “Kurt, I believe Mutti usually has her hair done before we go out while travelling, correct?”
Mutti? Vati clearly meant Dad or Father, so did Mutti mean mother?
Kurt thought for a moment. “Ja, I think she does. Or at least, she disappears for a few hours and comes back almost ready to go.” They laughed and I allowed myself a small smile. They both spoke of this woman with such respect and love it made my heart ache.
Kurt and Wilhelm made me feel comfortable around them. They were so kind and encouraging; they made me feel like a person instead of a sexual object.
Wilhelm narrowed his eyes in thought. “Let me call her.” He smiled at me. “I want you to have a good time and have everything you need for tonight. But I am not a woman and I do not know what all that entails. Excuse me a moment.” He walked a few steps away and made a phone call.
Kurt and I walked to the limo and he handed the driver my shopping bags. He leaned back against the car and pulled me against himself, kissing me and sliding his hands around my hips. “Are you having a good time, Anna?”
I smiled at him. “Yes, Kurt. I’ve never experienced anything like this.” I motioned to the store behind me. “It’s a bit overwhelming, but it was fun.” I gave him a shy smile.
“You’ve never gone shopping before?” He looked at me with disbelief. “I thought it was a rite of passage for womanhood.”
I shrugged. “Maybe. But my parents died when I was eleven and I lived with Jack. Taking me shopping was not high on his to-do list.”
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