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her former master, had
been a harsh lesson in extreme violence and sadism.  Her master had enjoyed
abusing women, using their frail bodies to feed and pleasure himself, discarding
their corpses when he finished.
    Ana continued pleading her case.  “I can’t leave you, don’t
you see?  He is the only one, the perfect one for me.  I know it.  I can feel
it.”  She picked up Michelle’s hand and placed it over her breast to feel the
beating of her heart in an attempt to explain the inexplicable.  “He knows it
too.  He knows my heart.  He understands me like no one else has ever
understood.”
    Ana glanced to Aaron for confirmation.  He nodded silently,
beginning to see the sensibility of Michelle’s entreaty, yet unwilling to let
Ana go.
    He lifted Ana into his lap, handling her hundred twenty five
pound weight as if she were a child.  He stroked her hair as she cuddled up in
his arms.  He refused to let her go and she refused to go.  There was nothing
for it.  Nothing could change the situation.
    Michelle sighed in resignation.  “You must take care of
yourself, be careful.  Is too easy to have accidents with us.”
    He stood up with Ana in his arms and walked her over to the
table, depositing her in the chair with a fatherly peck on the forehead. 
“Michelle’s right, you need to eat and drink your fill.  Room service is here.”
    A knock on the door announcing, “Room Service!” proved him
correct.  He paid the bill and arranged the food on the table for Ana.  She
didn’t waste a second, immediately downing a glass of champagne while snacking
on the strawberries.  After picking at the food she got up and climbed back
into Aaron’s lap with her third glass of champagne in hand.
    Michelle made a final effort to change their minds, “I know
how you feel together, is wonderful.  And I feel the same with you both.”  She
kissed them each on the lips.  “But you must face the truth.  Every moment she
spends with us is a risk to her life.  In the end she will not survive this
relationship.”
    Michelle looked at the two of them sadly and embraced them
in a group hug.
    Anastasia held up her chin bravely and made her pledge.  “I
don’t care.  There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than here with you.  I can’t
stand to live without you.  So it doesn’t matter.  I swear I’ll never leave!”  Tears
rolled down her cheeks with the intensity of her commitment.
    Aaron followed her thoughts.  All that talk of death had
scared her good, but the idea of living without them scared her more.  She
stood behind every word she said.  Her commitment was final.  She refused to
change her mind, even if it would save her life.
    Ana hopped up out of their arms, knocked back the rest of
her champagne and began removing her dress.  She intended to give them her very
best––all or nothing.  She tossed her dress to the side and stepped out of her
panties slowly, sinuously.  Her magnificent hourglass body had a tiny triangle
of trimmed pubic hair to contrast the flawless white skin of her thighs.  She
had full, erect breasts, nipples hardened at attention.
    She looks better than most nude models .  He appraised
his new pet with eyes that saw much.
    “You should be a model.”
    She smiled, a blush creeping up her creamy white cheeks.  “I
thought that once.  But that was a long time ago.”  She looked away from his
searching gaze.
    The darkness of Ana’s past poured in, a cold fog of her
personal demons.  Her survival had been at the cost of much abuse.  Her body
recovered marvelously, but her soul and destiny bore the scars, placing her
solidly on the path of self-destruction.  She did not believe in herself
anymore.
    He came to her, sliding his hands around her naked body
softly.  “You’re so special Anastasia, and none can argue your beauty.”
    “ Arrête tes bêtises! ”  Stop your
nonsense .  “You are plus
belle !”
    “How could you ever think otherwise?”  He