The Life of Anna, Part 2: Entwined

by Marissa Honeycutt

  His wife getting pregnant by her fucking lover was not perfect, and she would be punished. Starting tonight.

  I love you, she said. I’m sorry, she said. Please don't take the baby, she begged.

  Devin had decided to wait until he found out if it was a boy or girl before he made a decision as to what to do with it. If it was a boy, Sandy was going to have a miscarriage. If it was a girl, Sandy would be on bed rest and “lose the baby” after her birth, when he would take her to the Manor and raise it as a sex slave. To the public, she would have had a difficult labor and the baby was stillborn, but Sandy was thankfully alive! Or some bullshit like that.

  Either way, Sandy was not going to raise some other man's child in his house. That was unacceptable. Maybe he'd sterilize her after the baby's fate was decided. Then he wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

  The car door opened and he and Anna stepped out into the cool evening. They walked up to the decorative wrought iron and glass front door, which opened as he approached, revealing his housekeeper, Julie.

  Julie had been a slave in the Manor and had been a favorite of Devin's. When she had gotten too old to serve his brothers, he offered her a chance to keep her life and become his housekeeper. She jumped at the opportunity and had worked here for the last five years. She was still pretty and still a good fuck, a skill both he and his son took advantage of. She was petite and blonde, with large breasts. She was also an excellent housekeeper and cook.

  Julie greeted Devin and Anna politely. He'd told her he was bringing Anna home with him tonight.

  “Is Sandy awake?” Devin asked.

  She nodded. “Yes, sir. Would you like me to let her know you are home?”

  Devin thought about it. He wanted to surprise Sandy. She didn't know Anna was coming. “Let her know I'm home, but don't tell her Anna is here.”

  Julie curtsied and walked away.

  Anna turned around slowly in the large marble and carved wood formal entryway. Her eyes were bright, which made her look especially pretty. He walked up to her and kissed her passionately.

  “Shall we go up to my room?” he murmured.

  She smiled at him and nodded.

  He led her up two elaborate staircases to the third floor where his and Sandy's rooms were. His daughters’ rooms were also on this floor and he hoped they wouldn’t come out. He didn't want to explain Anna to them. Tyler, yes; he would meet Anna soon. But he preferred to keep his daughters innocent of the things he did.

  He led Anna into his room. The master suite consisted of two bedrooms and en-suite bathrooms. He and Sandy had stopped sleeping in the same bed shortly after their youngest daughter was old enough to have her own room.

  His current room had originally been the nursery, but when he got tired of Sandy's nagging, he'd had it redecorated and moved in. He liked having his own space. He went into Sandy's room occasionally when he wanted to fuck her, which was not often. She was compliant and did whatever he wanted her to. He loved humiliating her. She played pet very well when they were with Trenton and Maki. At least Sandy could be happy she wouldn’t have to perform that role anymore.

  He left the bedroom door open and kissed Anna, pushing her back to his bed. He expected Sandy to come in any moment. She'd been very attentive since she'd told him she was pregnant. He was counting on her continuing the same tonight.

  He unzipped Anna's dress and it fell to the ground, leaving her standing beautifully in her bra, garter belt and stockings. Her pussy was still pink and swollen.

  He caressed her ass. “Your ass looked pretty tender when I was eating you, Baby. Did Zach fuck you there?”

  She nodded. “But he seemed to enjoy it,” she said quietly.

  She tensed as his fingers drew close to the tender hole.

  “Let me see it, Baby,” he whispered. “Get up on the bed on your hands and knees.”

  She obeyed him, facing away from him, legs apart and back arched so he could see her pussy and ass. As he'd thought, her ass was gaping and red around the ring. Her pussy glistened, wet and pink and beautiful. Her inner thighs were damp as well.

  He heard a soft exclamation behind him and smiled. Sandy. He left Anna as she was and turned to his wife. She was still attractive and, despite the slight bulge of her lower belly, had a nice figure. Her brown hair had been styled and highlighted as fashion dictated. She wore name brand yoga pants and a white chemise which showed off her pregnancy-swollen breasts. Right now, her hazel eyes were wide and staring past Devin to Anna on his bed.

  “D-did you have a good time tonight, Devin?” she asked softly, tearing her eyes away from Anna and looking at him, hurt evident in her eyes.

  He smiled. “I did. The evening went very well.”

  Sandy looked back at his bed. He could tell she wanted to ask who it was, but was too nervous. Devin loosened his tie and removed his jacket, placing both on the back of a nearby chair. He enjoyed the bewildered look on Sandy's face as she stared at Anna's wet pussy and gaping ass.

  “Baby, relax and turn around,” he said to Anna, who did as instructed.

  Anna leaned on her hip, her perfect breasts filling her blue lace bra. Her pussy was perfectly framed by her stockings and garter belt. Her green eyes widened as she recognized Sandy. They'd met many times when she was a child. Anna had even called her Aunt Sandy. He could see her internal struggle of wanting to cover herself and being afraid of displeasing him. It pleased him to see that her fear of displeasing him won and she stayed still.

  Sandy looked at Anna, not recognizing her at first, but when it came, her jaw dropped and she clasped her hand over her mouth. She looked in horror at Devin. “Devin, is that...that’s Anna!”

  Devin walked over to Anna. “Yes, it is.”

  He glided his fingers across the top of Anna's breasts, making Anna sigh.

  “I can't believe you, Devin. She's Anya’s daughter! You’ve known her since she was a baby!” Sandy exclaimed, clearly disgusted with him. She looked at Anna. “Anna, sweetie, you don't have to do anything you don't....”

  “Yes, she does, Sandy. She belongs to me.” He pointed to Anna's necklace and Sandy became even more disgusted.

  “How can you—”

  “Please, Sandy. Don't be so naïve about me. You know what I do.”

  “But those girls are born there—”

  “Anna's been mine since she was born,” he sneered. “I had my mouth on her pussy when she was three days old.”

  Sandy's face went green and her hand returned to her mouth.

  “Go throw up and come back when you're done.”

  Sandy ran out of the room, clutching her stomach.

  Devin looked at Anna, who was looking at the door with fear in her eyes. She looked up at him with questioning eyes, but didn’t say anything. He leaned down and sucked on Anna's neck and caressed her breast. She moaned softly at his touch. So responsive.

  “Take your bra off, Baby,” he said, pulling away and unbuttoning his shirt.

  She reached behind her and did as he asked.

  “Everything else. I want you naked in my bed.” He grinned at her. “I've imagined this so many times.”

  He watched as she stood and kicked her shoes off, then removed her stockings and garter belt and looked at him.

  “Lie down on your back and open your legs so I can see you,” he said softly.

  She did as she was told, tenting her knees and spreading her feet wide apart.

  He undressed as he gazed upon her perfect pussy. The rings were attractive and added to her perfection. He tried to ignore the fact that two of those rings marked her as Alex Fucking Kunze's slave as well.

  When he finished undressing, he walked around the side of the bed and lay down next to her, kissing her and caressing her body. He was waiting for Sandy to return so he could fuck Anna in front of her and then have Sandy lick his cum out of Anna's sweet pussy. Sandy didn't like eating pussy and Devin loved making her do it. She didn't like sucking his cock either and he made her do t
hat too.

  Devin was kissing and caressing Anna's breasts when Sandy returned. She gasped and tried to back out of the room.

  “I didn't say you could leave, Sandy,” he said in a low voice without looking at her. “Come in and close the door behind you”

  Sandy knew better than to disobey her husband. Usually. Though Devin really didn't think that she would have gotten pregnant on purpose. She wasn’t that stupid.

  He pulled Anna up onto her hands and knees again. “Have a seat, Sandy,” he said, motioning to the bottom of the bed.

  Sandy was pale and shaky, but did as Devin told her. When she had settled on the very edge of the bed, he sat up on his knees and put his cock to Anna's lips. Anna opened her mouth and began sucking on him. Reluctantly at first, because of the audience, but he tweaked her nipple and she became more enthusiastic.

  “You really pissed me off, Sandy, by getting knocked up by Marshall,” he said as he held Anna's head.

  Sandy's eyes were wide as she watched Anna take him all the way down her throat.

  He moaned and closed his eyes as she swallowed him. “Oh, yeah, Baby. Good girl.”

  He grasped fistfuls of Anna's hair and fucked her mouth. The sounds of Anna slurping on his cock filled the room.

  His cock throbbed in her mouth. She was very good about keeping her teeth away from his piercings. He held her hair and pulled his cock out. She whimpered and Devin smiled. Sandy's face was still pale.

  He pulled Anna up onto her knees and pulled her back against him, his chest against her back, so they were both facing his wife. He caressed Anna's breasts and brought his hand down to circle her clit before delving his finger inside Anna, who moaned softly.

  He pulled his finger out a moment later and held it out to Sandy. “Open,” he commanded.

  Sandy shook her head and tried to back away. “Devin, we've known her since she was a baby. How can you do this to her?”

  “How can I do this to her?” he asked with a laugh. “How can my cock throb in desire for her tight little pussy? How can I desire to be with the most beautiful woman in the city?” He laughed again. “It has nothing to do with how long I've known her. I've had this in mind her whole life.” He leaned towards Anna's ear. “Baby, grab my cock and put it inside you.”

  Anna obeyed, reaching down between her legs and positioning him at her hot entrance. He thrust upward and they both moaned as he filled her to the hilt.

  “Sit, Sandy,” he barked as his wife tried to scoot away. “Watch my cock thrust in and out of her.”

  He held Anna back against him and thrust up into her. One hand caressed her breast and he played with her clit with his other.

  Anna quickly began to moan, her muscles clenching against his cock. She was ready to come. He wanted her to come multiple times in front of Sandy.

  “Come for me, Baby,” he whispered against her ear, keeping his eyes on his wife.

  Sandy's jaw dropped as Anna came on demand, moaning and crying out as he worked her clit. His fingers dripped with Anna's juices. “Come again, Baby,” he said in a louder voice and Anna's muscles clenched around him, making it a challenge to keep fucking her, but an enjoyable challenge.

  He loved how she tightened around him when she came. She cried out again as she came a third time. He let her upper body drop gently to the bed as he clutched her hips and pounded her. The sound of flesh and wetness was loud in his ears.

  “Again, Anna,” he groaned and she grasped the bedcovers and cried out again. She didn't fake orgasms. She didn't have to and he would know if she was. They were all real.

  He kept his eyes on his wife, whose nipples had hardened under her camisole; she was getting turned on watching him fuck Anna. He grinned and commanded another orgasm out of Anna.

  Anna writhed on the bed in front of him. He pounded into her pussy and she began another orgasm on her own. Her back arched and she clawed at the sheets. She came over and over again, never coming completely down before another orgasm started.

  Without pulling out of her, he turned her over onto her back and pressed her knees to her chest, angling his cock so the piercings hit her g-spot. Her eyes closed and the veins bulged in her neck as the orgasmic waves became more powerful. He knew eventually she would start hurting, but she'd been so good tonight, she deserved the continuous orgasms he was eliciting.

  He hooked her ankles over his shoulders and held onto her thighs and slammed himself into her hard. He could feel himself close to coming. Anna's head was thrashing from side to side as the orgasms slammed through her body, one after another. She was close to overload and he didn't want Sandy to see that.

  Devin's gaze locked on Sandy's for a moment before his climax shot through his body. He leaned back and was careful to cry out Anna's name as his balls clenched and felt every ounce of his cum shoot out of his balls. He thrust gently a few times as he watched Anna convulsing beneath him before leaning down to kiss her mouth.

  Anna gave one last shudder and then became still. Devin lay on his side next to Anna and her legs splayed open, displaying a deep red pussy dripping with their combined juices.

  He trailed his fingers over Anna, dipping them into her pussy, and then held up his finger towards Sandy. “Taste us together,” he said. He hoped Sandy would refuse, and she did, backing away until he grabbed her wrist. “I'm not asking you, Sandy,” he said behind clenched teeth. “I'm telling you.” He held his wet fingers up to her mouth again and she turned away.

  He grinned wickedly and grabbed a fistful of her hair. “Fine,” he said. “I'll make you do it, and you won't like it. But I will enjoy every moment.” He stood, still grasping his wife's hair and picked her up, depositing her between Anna's splayed thighs. He pushed her head down towards the glistening pussy. “Eat,” he commanded.

  Sandy resisted, pushing back against his hand, but he was much stronger than her and he pushed her face down into the wet flesh. Anna jumped slightly at the touch, but otherwise didn't move. He didn’t know if she was conscious, but it didn't matter. What mattered, and what he wanted to see, was his wife licking his cum out of his mistress's pussy.

  He leaned towards Sandy's ear. “I can suffocate you in her if you'd like.” She shook her head. “Then stop resisting me.” She stopped pushing away and he relaxed her hold on her head. “Eat,” he repeated.

  “Devin, please. She's a child.” Sandy begged, but didn't move her head away from Anna.

  “She's twenty-years-old and my sex slave and Mistress.” Sandy shuddered at his words. “Lick my cum out of her, then you can leave.”

  Devin smiled in satisfaction as he saw his wife's tongue dart out and begin licking Anna's pussy. He was pleasantly surprised when, after a few minutes, Sandy became enthusiastic about it, licking and sucking as if she were enjoying herself.

  Anna moaned softly when Sandy's tongue flicked her clit. Sandy’s gaze moved up to Anna’s face and she repeated the motion, making Anna moan again. She did it a third time, and when Anna moaned again, she took her clit into her mouth and began sucking on it, causing a deep moan to erupt in Anna's chest.

  Devin watched with interest as his wife, who had been so adamantly against Anna even being here, sucked on Anna's clit trying to make her come again. There had been some mention in the tome about some addictive qualities to a half-Immortal's juices. Some men had been known to be willing to do anything for the privilege of licking their pussies. Apparently it worked on women as well. He'd never seen Sandy enthusiastically lick a woman's cunt before, and he'd seen her mouth on quite a few women of his choosing.

  This was a very pleasant surprise. Anna began squirming and soon stiffened and cried out as she came under Sandy's ministrations. Sandy's eyes sparkled at Anna's reaction and devoured her even more enthusiastically, making her come two more times before Devin recognized the pained look in Anna's eyes as she stared up at the ceiling.

  “That's enough, Sandy,” he said, gently pulling her away from Anna.

  “But...,” Sandy protest
ed.

  “She's had enough tonight,” he said softly, looking into Sandy's eyes. They were dilated and slightly out of focus. Interesting. “I'll let you do it again sometime, if you're good.” Devin smiled in amusement. He'd let his wife lick Anna's pussy anytime she wanted to. “But she needs to sleep.”

  Sandy looked disappointed, but allowed Devin to help her off the bed.

  “Good night, Sandy,” he said, gently pushing her away.

  She looked longingly at Anna, who stared up at the ceiling, then Sandy turned and left the room.

  He pulled the covers down and placed Anna on the bottom sheet. She'd fallen asleep and her body was limp. He turned out the lights, then crawled into bed next to her, pulling her close.

  Devin realized he could afford to be less harsh with Anna. She was well disciplined, but if he continued to play harsh with her, he'd probably break her. He didn't want that. He'd be kind and gentle and let the natural roughness of life keep her polished and humble. She'd naturally run to him when life hurt too much.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

  “Anna.” A soft voice called to her. “Anna, Baby. It's time to wake up.”

  Anna's eyes slowly opened to the morning sunlight streaming through the windows. The clock next to the bed indicated it was just before seven o'clock. She blinked a few times and then turned to the voice that had wakened her. Devin. He was looking at her with soft eyes and a gentle smile.

  She smiled at him. “Good morning,” she said softly.

  He cupped her cheek and kissed her. “Good morning, Baby. How did you sleep?”

  Anna thought for a minute. She felt well rested and the bed she lay in was very comfortable. “Good, I think.”

  Devin chuckled. “Did you enjoy yourself last night?” he asked, resting his head on his fist and trailing his fingers across her breasts and nipples.