Page 84 of The Life of Anna, Tenth Anniversary Edition, Act 2

Later that night, Devin slowly stroked his cock as he watched Anna hanging limply from the cuffs in the ceiling of his room. It was late, but Kaveh would be here soon to nurse her back to health. It was an odd cycle. Kaveh gave her his essence, which Devin then took from her, in addition to every ounce she had managed to replenish since the night before. Then Kaveh gave her enough to awaken her, and Devin finished revitalizing her with a hard fuck. Odd, but not unpleasant for any of them. By Kaveh only partially reviving her, Devin was able to keep her under his control, using her own essence against her. It was no hardship to fuck her nightly. He had to be gentler in the mornings, but even then he could get away with just not being cruel.

She obeyed him unconditionally. He knew she wouldn’t move if he lay her on the bed while he consumed his nightly ‘meal,’ but he loved watching her hang there when he was finished, pale and limp, with bright red pussy lips raw from his mouth. Most times, her eyes weren’t even open and he wondered how much she knew of what went on. Did she pass out, or was she just so spent that she couldn’t respond, yet felt everything?

He had a feeling it was the latter because he had used a riding crop on her a few times to see if she reacted. She jumped the tiniest bit and her eyes opened just enough for him to see the pain in them. She never said anything about it, though. Momentary pain all but forgotten a few minutes later.

He smiled and reached out and pinched her nipples between his knuckles, a move that would normally make her cry out in pain. Her body jerked and her eyes fluttered, but no other reaction. His cock throbbed at the idea of ramming himself into her ass to see what happened, but he needed to keep himself ready for later.

He looked around his room and spotted an empty beer bottle on the table next to the fireplace. He had drank it while Anna sucked him off earlier in the day. That had potential. He picked it up and walked back to Anna.

“I think you have fond memories of beer bottles, don’t you, Baby?”

Her eyes fluttered slightly and filled with fear. She was conscious.

He grinned wickedly as he spread open her ass cheeks and began working the bottle into the tiny hole. It went in surprisingly easy. She couldn’t move and likely wouldn’t be able to tighten these muscles, either.

Anna saw Devin hold the brown bottle up in front of her. After his “feeding” times, she was lucid, though she couldn’t move her body. She knew the difference between reality and dreams while she hung from Devin’s ceiling. This was definitely reality, but it looked like it was going to turn into a nightmare.

No, Devin. Don’t! She struggled to make her body move, to show him she was afraid. Why did he want to hurt her? She loved him. What had she done to make him want to inflict pain on her?

The cool glass breached the ring easily as her body put up no resistance, but it was dry and the friction burned. He continued to push inside, placing a hand on her hip when she moved forward from the pressure.

Oh, the fire! The burn! The tapered neck of the bottle gave way to the wider body and she screamed in her head. She tried to scream out loud, but couldn’t. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks at the fiery pain. Deeper and deeper he pushed and then stopped at the widest part. The most painful part, and there was nothing she could do about it but hang there in agonizing pain.

“Does that hurt, Baby?” he asked with a wicked smile, tapping the bottle with his fingernail.

Her eyes fluttered and her body jerked. It was the only thing she could do. What had she done to anger him?

She watched him through hooded eyelids as he studied her. “It hurts, doesn’t it?”

Yes, it hurts so much!

He smacked her ass several times, her body swaying from her wrists. The bottle jerked against the stretched ring, increasing the burn. He laughed in delight.

“Are you punishing her?” Kaveh’s deep voice interrupted the silent torture.

“No,” Devin said. “I was just curious if she could feel anything.”

Kaveh came into her line of sight and studied her. “Yes, she is in an incredible amount of pain.” He moved away. “Is that what you want?”

“The tears make my cock throb with desire.”

Kaveh chuckled. “You are a sick man to torture one who cannot scream.”

“Then maybe we should make it so she can scream.” Devin uncuffed her wrists and carried her to the bed where Kaveh offered her his cock.

She lay on her side, drinking in Kaveh’s offering, while Devin tapped on the bottle and twisted it, making Anna suffer in silence. When she could finally move, she pulled away from Kaveh and screamed.

“There she is.”

“You want to torture her while she is half revived?”

“She won’t react if she’s fully revived, will she?”

“No.”

“Then yes. It’s been a while since I’ve heard her scream in pain.”