The Life of Anna, Part 2: Entwined

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moved. His cock throbbed against his jeans. He wanted her so badly it hurt.
    He promised himself he'd allow the luxury of jerking off to thoughts of her as soon as he made sure she was okay.
    Alex picked her back up when he had finished and cradled her in his arms again. It would be impossible for her not to feel his erection pressing into her hip and the fact that she didn’t say anything about it humbled him. Perhaps his father was right. By rejecting her advances, she felt rejected personally.
    He shook his head again. He'd think about that later. Right now Anna trembled in his arms and he didn't understand why.
    “Does it feel better?” Alex asked softly as he rocked her.
    “Y-yes, Master,” she answered warily.
    “Are you cold?”
    “No, Master.”
    “Then why are you shaking? The discipline is over.”
    She was quiet for a moment. “I don't understand why you're being nice to me now.”
    He stopped rocking her and tipped up her chin to look at her face. “Why wouldn't I be nice to you?”
    Her eyes filled with tears again. “Because you had to punish me.”
    Alex felt the sadness in her words and cupped her cheek. “Anna, just because I had to discipline you doesn't mean I dislike you.” His eyes filled with emotion. “Quite the contrary...,” he whispered. He loved her. But he couldn’t tell her that now. It wasn't the time. He stroked her cheek and looked at her intently, hoping she could see how much he cared about her.
    Gazing into her eyes made him lose himself. He found himself moving his head closer to hers, then stopped. He blinked several times and pulled away slowly, lowering his hand at the same time.
    He sat her up and pressed her head against his shoulder. He should give her his expectations so they didn’t have to go through this again. “Anna, from now on, I don't want you to worry about what I think of your behavior, except when we're at the Manor. If you want to smirk at...someone, then smirk.” Kirsty deserved to be smirked at. “I prefer you to be kind and polite to people, but I want you to be free in your emotions.” He sighed. “I want you to learn to be your own person and not worry about what other people think.”
    “But I want to please you, Master,” she protested softly. “That is my duty.”
    He sighed. How could he get through to her? “Then please me by learning to enjoy yourself and have fun,” he suggested gently. “You should come to Aaron’s party tonight.”
    “I called Aaron yesterday and let him know I would be there.”
    Alex blinked. “You did?” This jealousy thing was becoming quite annoying; one of the most miserable feelings he’d ever experienced.
    Fear filled her eyes. “Should I not have?” She gasped. “Oh, Master. I’m sorry. Devin said I could go, but I didn’t ask you.” Tears filled her eyes. “I’m sorry.” She winced.
    Devin had said she could go? “Anna, it’s fine. Devin and I both agree that you need to have some freedom. You don’t need to ask permission to do anything, as long as you don’t have previous obligations.” He smiled. “I’m pleased to see you took the initiative.”
    Suddenly the text from Aaron last night made sense. He’d just gotten a “She’s coming to the party!” and nothing else. He hadn’t had a chance to text him back because Kirsty had been with him.
    She smiled back timidly. “I had called Jenna and she said that I should call him myself.”
    “I believe he’s glad you’re coming.”
    “Are you going?”
    Alex nodded. “So, when you’re there, remember that you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Don't think of yourself as a slave. Think of yourself as a beautiful young woman that is going to be the most popular girl there.”
    She frowned. “I don't know if I know how to be my own person, Master. I've never done so.”
    “You were doing a wonderful job when you were with my brother.” He didn't want her thinking about Kurt, but it made the point.
    “But I was

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