The Life of Anna, Part 4: Ensnared

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into her pussy.
    Anna screamed as the bottle was pushed aside
and moved as he fucked her hard. She gripped the comforter and
buried her face in it. Every move made the pain worse. She sobbed,
which made Tyler laugh.
    Suddenly, her pussy was empty and she heard
the sound of flesh hitting flesh. She rolled to her side to see
Tommy pulling his arm back and then swung forward to hit Tyler in
the face. Tyler cursed and lunged at Tommy, but Tommy was more
agile and moved aside. Tyler fell forward and somersaulted back to
his feet. They glared at each other, fists clenched. Tommy was
ready to swing again if Tyler moved.
    “You fucking bastard!” Tyler shouted. “What
the fuck did you do that for?”
    “You were hurting her.”
    “I always hurt her. That’s what she’s for,
you idiot.”
    “She’s an Elder-Mistress. She deserves your
respect.”
    Tyler laughed. “God, you sound like that
fucking German husband of hers. She’s a fucking slave, Tommy. I can
do whatever the hell I want to.”
    Tommy swung again, but Tyler saw it coming
this time and backed out of the way before his fist made contact.
Tyler laughed and didn’t see the next swing coming. Tommy caught
him on the temple and Tyler fell to the ground, clutching his
head.
    Tommy looked back at Anna curled up on the
bed. He stepped forward to pick her up and carried her into the
second bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed and she immediately
curled into a ball again and moaned in pain.
    He leaned forward to kiss her cheek. “Anna,
what did he do to you?”
    Anna’s cheeks burned with shame. “He...he
shoved a beer bottle in my ass,” she whispered and shifted
positions, trying to make the cramping go away.
    Tommy’s jaw clenched but he didn’t say
anything. He moved to look at her ass. “Holy shit. He pushed it all
the way in?”
    Anna nodded.
    “God, I don't know what to do.” Tommy looked
around and then made a face. “Can you...push it out?”
    “I don’t want to do that on your bed, Tommy,”
she said in a strained voice. Even talking made it hurt.
    “How about the bathtub? I could put you in a
bath?”
    Anna shrugged.
    He stood and walked into the bathroom. Anna
heard the water running and then there was a knock on the door.
    “Tommy?” came a male voice.
    Tommy walked to the door and opened it. His
dad and Devin stood there with Tyler behind them.
    Devin’s eyes narrowed when he saw Anna. “What
the hell did you do, Anna?”
    “She didn’t do anything. She was screaming
when I came in.”
    “Tommy,” his dad said softly. “Tyler
can....”
    “Tyler shoved a beer bottle up her ass.”
    Tom’s eyes widened and he turned to Devin.
“Even that can’t be okay, Devin.”
    “Not here at a gathering, no.” Devin seemed
to concede. He turned to Tyler and frowned at him. “I brought her
for a reason, Tyler. Not for you to fuck her up the first hour
we’re here.” Devin turned and pulled Tyler with him towards the
door. “I’ll get in touch with Kaveh.” They left the room, leaving
Tommy and Tom looking at Anna with sympathy.
    “I was gonna put her in a bath,” Tommy said
hesitantly.
    Tom nodded. “I’m not sure what else to do.”
He looked at Anna with sad eyes. “I’m so sorry, Anna,” he said with
sincerity.
    It surprised Anna that he would feel bad for
her. After all, he was Devin’s best friend. Why would he care?
    Tommy picked her up and carried her into the
large bathtub.
*****
    An hour later, Anna was wrapped in a robe and
lying in Tommy’s bed feeling much better. She lay with her head on
his chest and watched TV.
    “I can’t believe you hit Tyler,” she said,
looking up at him.
    “He’s changed so much since he got his
piercing.” Tommy shook his head. “He’s so...I don’t know. He’s just
not the same.” He kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry he hurt you.”
    Anna grimaced. “It’s okay. I wish I could say
I got used to it, but I can’t.” She sighed. “I don’t even heal as
quickly as I used to.

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