Read The Life of Anna, Part 1: Enslaved for Free Online

did to me was not make it hurt during sex.
    I stood there, clenching and unclenching my hands. I didn ’t know what to do. I shook my head slightly, trying to get a grasp on what was happening. Moving would likely earn me the backside of his hand against my cheek, but I was having a very difficult time controlling my body.
    Master Devin pulled me towards him, wrapping his arms around me, and I could no longer hold back my tears. I began shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. My legs collapsed beneath me and he caught me before I fell, gently guiding me to the ground. He sat on the ground with his arms around me. I wanted to grab onto him and hug him, but didn ’t dare move.
    What is going on? Is this a trick? I shouldn ’t be moving; he’ll punish me.
    But he didn ’t punish me. He just held me and let me cry. I didn’t understand. Why comfort me? There was certainly a visit to the dungeon in my near future for my behavior.
    I sucked in gulps of air, struggling to gain control of my emotions and my body.
    Stop crying, Anna! He hates it when you cry. Stop before things get worse!
    But he didn ’t move. He stroked my hair and whispered in my ear, “Shhh, Baby. It’s okay. It’s all right. Shhh, Baby, I’ve got you. You’re okay.”
    As hard as I tried, though, I couldn ’t calm down as quickly as I wanted to. Finally, though, after what seemed like an eternity, the streams of tears on my cheeks slowed to a trickle and I stopped shaking. I took a deep breath and let it out through pursed lips. I was calm.
    Did I dare move? He held me tightly, but the comfort I felt disconcerted me. I tried to pull away, to assume my normal submissive pose, but he tightened his arms around me. I froze, uncertain of what to do. What do you do when someone who has been icy cold for years suddenly shows you affection?
    We sat there for a few moments in silence as my tears ceased. Master Devin kissed the top of my head and then stood and pulled me to my feet. Now I will be punished . As we walked back into my room, I took in a silent, shaky breath to prepare myself for whatever punishment he would pronounce. But instead of leading me out the door and to the dungeon, he led me to the easy chair next to the window. He sat on the ottoman and indicated for me to sit in the chair. I put my hands in my lap and stared at them, trying to look and be as submissive as possible.
    “Anna, look at me.”
    I looked up expecting to see anger, though his voice wasn’t angry. His eyes were kind and he stroked my cheek. “When we are in here alone, you don’t have to sit in your pose or avert your eyes from mine. When we are alone in here, I want you to be comfortable with me and not think of me as your Master.”
    What? Not think of him as my Master? That’s not possible. I’d been conditioned for too long to change that.
    “Let’s go over the rules for the Manor and then you can ask me any questions you might have, okay?” He paused and looked up at me with a slight smile on his face.
    “Yes, Master,” I said softly, looking back down at my hands.
    “First of all, you no longer need call me Master unless I specifically tell you to.”
    I furrowed my brow in confusion but didn’t say anything.
    “In the Manor, you will call me ‘my lord’ as you do the other men. In here, you may call me Devin.” He chuckled. “I think you’re too old for ‘Uncle Devin’, don’t you think?” I had called him Uncle Devin as a child. I’d called Master Jack ‘Uncle Jack’ as well.
    I didn’t respond, thinking he didn’t require an answer. But he didn’t continue and I glanced up at him.
    “Don’t you think?” he repeated with a warm smile.
    “I...yes...Ma...Devin,” I stuttered. To be honest, I didn’t know what I thought.
    Devin frowned, “Don’t lie to pacify me, Anna.”
    I dropped my gaze to my hands again as cold fear filled me. “I’m sorry, Mas...Devin. I don’t know if I’m too old to call you Uncle Devin.”
    “I think the