Chapter 39

“Where the hell is she?” Devin’s angry voice brought her wide-awake at once.

“I brought her in here because she wasn’t well,” Peter said.

“Of course she wasn’t well. She’d been raped all night. It’s not your concern what I do with her here. Your concern is to keep her sane the rest of the time.” Devin grabbed Anna’s hair and pulled her out of bed. “Go clean up. I need you in my pavilion in twenty minutes.”

Anna looked up at Devin. “I—I don’t know where to go, Master.”

Devin’s eye narrowed. He pulled her out into the sunlight and across the field to a path. “Go down this path to the dorm. Clean up and come right back. You don’t need clothes to wear, so don’t worry about that.”

Anna hurried to the dorm to obey Devin’s commands.

When she returned to the pavilion, the curtains were closed. At the entrance, Anna hesitated, wondering if she should go in or announce her presence somehow.

Then she heard Devin’s voice. “Come in, Anna.”

Anna searched for the opening and walked inside. The space inside was warm, dark, and smelled of sex. It took a moment for Anna’s eyes to adjust, but when they did, she saw Devin sitting naked on the couch with the president between his legs, sucking on his cock.

“Ah, there you are.” Devin smiled. The president looked up and smiled at Anna as well, his hands stroking Devin’s cock. His own cock was hard and glistened in the dim light.

The president’s hand snaked out and grabbed Anna around the waist, pulling her down to her knees. He grabbed a handful of hair and pushed her mouth down onto his cock, pushing hard until he was in her throat. He held her head and fucked her mouth as he returned his own mouth to Devin.

“Anna. Use your pussy to lube and stretch his ass for me.”

Anna hesitated for a minute, trying to understand what Devin was asking of her, and then understood. She dipped her fingers between her legs and then began working them around and into the other man’s tight hole. He groaned as she invaded his body and sucked on his cock. When her fingers dried, she re-moistened them and continued pressing her fingers in and out until he began to relax and moan softly.

Devin stood and pulled her back by her hair, then led her to the bed and pushed her down on her back. “Open your legs, Anna.”

The room spun as she spread her thighs apart. The president kneeled between them and pushed himself in with one swift thrust. Anna groaned. She was still sore from the night before.

The bed moved and Devin appeared over the other man’s shoulder. He was looking down and murmuring to himself, and then the president groaned, his neck muscles bulging as if he were in pain. His dark eyes widened and then rolled back into his head. Devin took Anna’s ankles and wrapped her legs around the president’s waist, holding them in place as he slowly began to fuck the president’s ass.

The weight of both men pressed Anna into the mattress, squeezing her chest, and she struggled to breathe. The president didn’t brace himself for Devin’s thrusts and his body moved with Devin’s movements. He groaned and raised his head back. Anna wasn’t sure if it was in pain or pleasure.

“Anna.”

Looking up, she gazed into Devin’s black eyes and felt him inside her mind. She could feel him drawing part of her out and consuming it. She groaned and the room spun. Her body stiffened as she physically climaxed, though there was no pleasure.

Devin grinned maniacally and threw his head back, shouting out, “Yes! Yes!”

The president groaned and then gave out a primal scream as Anna’s muscles clenched around his cock, squeezing him tight and milking him dry.

Devin released Anna’s legs and stood up. The president collapsed on the bed next to her, eyes open, but unseeing. Anna looked up at Devin with frightened eyes. What had he just done?

“He’s completely under my control.” Devin sat next to Anna on the bed. “Thanks to you, my love.” He brushed her hair away from her face, then leaned forward to kiss her.

What had she done to give Devin this kind of power? What did she possess that allowed him to control other people? To make them obey him? To make Wilhelm and Kurt walk away from her without a single glance back? She didn’t want to help Devin anymore. He was already scary enough.

Devin pulled back and looked at her. “You fear me now, don’t you?”

Anna gave a shaky nod. “Yes, Master.”

He gave a satisfactory smile. “Good. Don’t make me remind you again.”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered.