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Second Time Through - Book IChapter 18: Anna's Secret free porn video
"Why won't she let it go?"I asked myself.
Resignedly, I walked to the tack table and looked around.
"Ah ... There it is. Good!" I thought as I picked up the bottle of mink oil.
Stepping back to where Anna was still tied, bent over the rail, I poured a little of the mink oil in the crack between her ass cheeks. Then using my middle finger, I gently began to rub it in around her rosebud. Back and forth, I brushed lightly over her pucker. Anna began to squirm as she realized what I was doing. And what was coming next.
"Michael, please honey, don't do it," she begged in her most motherly tone.
I stopped and picked up the strap, popping her ass twice, hard!
"I'll do as I please. There is nothing you can do to stop me," I said curtly. Then I moved my fingers back to her asshole, this time sliding my fingertip in slightly.
"No-o-o-o..." Anna cried. "Don't you dare!"
"But I do dare! And I've already warned you once, don't use your mother's tone of voice with me young lady! Remember, I'm more than twenty years older than you are. And much more experienced!" I told her sternly, letting my anger show.
"I'm sorry, Michael! I won't do it again! Please, Michael ... please don't do it! Not THAT!" she pleaded clinching her ass cheeks.
"Did you use that motherly tone when you fucked your daddy?" I said as meanly as I could while I pushed my fingertip into her tight asshole. My question caught her off-guard as she was focused on the digit violating her ass at the moment. She whimpered as her emotions exploded inside her and the walls began crumbling.
When my finger popped past the sphincter muscles, she screamed again, shaking her ass, trying to dislodge the unwanted invader. I twisted my finger, trying to stretch her sphincter muscle slowly, but she kept clinching her ass.
"DON'T... (whack) ... DO... (whack) ... THAT... (whack)..." I told her. As I smacked her bottom. Then returned my finger to her asshole.
Anna gasped, gulping in air as she tried to force herself to relax. But it wasn't easy, in this position, and under these circumstances. I cut her a little slack for her effort, though.
Pouring a little more mink oil on her asshole, I slowly worked two fingers inside her anal passage this time. Anna shrieked again, as she felt the invasion, then she jerked as hard as she could on the rope holding her hands, stiffening her legs as she strained to get loose. When that failed, she began to whine.
"Please, Michael, please!" she cried, over and over so many times, it almost became a mantra.
I loosened the string on my scrubs, allowing them to puddle around my ankles as I pulled out my cock and shoved it not so gently into her dripping pussy.
"Ahh-ag-ummph!" she cried as she felt my cock filling her pussy. I briefly sensed an odd mixture of relief and disappointment as I began pounding her pussy as hard as I could.
"You forced yourself on your father, giving him your cherry," I reminded her. "So I'm going to force you to give me your other cherry!"
I'm not sure if it was the words, or my fucking her in this helpless position, or the combination of everything, but soon, her emotions dissolved into a churning mass of confusion as her guilt and her absolution warred within her.
"Oh, Daddy I'm sorry!" was the general theme of her cries, repeated over and over, mostly unintelligibly, until the years of accumulated anguish finally came pouring out. I kept up the ragged pounding of her upturned pussy, slowing slightly as I sought desperately to read SOMETHING in the chaos of her emotions.
I was looking for anything to tell me what was going on, but her battle was beyond what I could understand. All I could do was keep going and hope she would work it out.
I don't know how long it went on, but I was so tired, I was barely moving inside her when I finally felt her surrender to whatever she had been fighting. Her body stopped responding and her cries gave way to silent tears.
"I hope that's all of it. I don't think I can do anymore," I thought as I pulled a still moderately hard Little Mike from her swollen pussy.
Breathing heavily, I pulled up my scrubs, fumbling to tie them again. Then I quickly untied Anna and led her to an old stool next to the tack bench. Using some more of the mink oil, I rubbed her wrists and ankles. Sensing she was pretty out of it, I figured the best thing was to get her to her room. I could carry her, but she was totally naked, and her clothes had been cut into pieces and no longer useable. I didn't want to embarrass her any more than I already had, so I stripped off my scrub top, and slipped it over her head, pulling her arms through the holes. Seeing it wasn't long enough, I grabbed the saddle blanket and wrapped it around her waist.
Leaving everything else where it was, I picked her up and headed for the house. I became focused as the Old One had taught me, scanning the house. I was able to tell that John and Jeff were on the porch, the others scattered throughout the house. Grace and her sister were in their room. I decided that since her sister was here, I wouldn't bother Grace right now. Nicky was in the kitchen, talking with Liz and Melena. I focused on her and sent her a thought. When she felt me, she whipped her head around like I was there, but seeing no one, she became confused.
So I focused harder, thinking as clearly as I could.
"Nicky, please bring me a glass of water, to our room," I thought, hoping my message would somehow get through.
Nicky got it! She was smiling at the reference to 'our room' as she removed a glass from the kitchen cabinet.
In the meantime, I bounded up the front steps, ignoring Jeff's question of "what the... ?" as I headed down the left hall to 'our room'.
I laid Anna out on the bed, and was removing the scratchy saddle blanket when Nicky walked in with the glass of water.
"Oh ... my ... god!" she gasped.
"Anna will be all right. Right now, she's dehydrated, and emotionally exhausted. Give me the glass and go get some more. Juice if they have it. If not, bring water. No Cokes or alcohol," I told her. Then added, "Please, Nicky."
While she was gone, I continued to get Anna to drink the water. She was coming around, but I could sense her emotions were completely drained. When Nicky got back, I let her take over and I went to fill the bathtub. While the water was running, I went back and stripped my top off Anna. Nicky gasped when she saw her red breasts.
"Ohmygod, Michael! I think I should go get Grandmother," Nicky exclaimed in alarm.
"It's okay with me, but Anna will be more upset if you do," I told my sister. "I wouldn't have involved you, except you are the only one who knows a part of the story."
"A part? Which part?" she asked.
"Later! Anna has been through a very traumatic day. I just hope what she forced me to do, helped her some."
"I want to know the whole story when she wakes up," Nicky said. "For now, help me get her in the bath, then you go get yourself cleaned up," she instructed, taking over. "Oh. You should probably bring me her clothes before someone else finds them. They're wherever you left them."
"Yes ma'am," I said as I lifted Anna off the bed. After helping Nicky get her into the tub, I headed back to the barn, stopping in the bedroom long enough to put on the top to my scrubs. As I headed out the door, I heard Liz call out, "Dinner in an hour, Michael."
I waved my hand to indicate I heard and headed on out. Jeff and John were still sitting in the rocking chairs. I went on by without stopping.
In the barn, I hastily returned everything I had used to their original positions as much as I could. Then picking up Anna's shredded clothes, I looked around for a bag or something to put them in. Finding nothing, I rolled them up in one of the pieces of her pants, making sure I got all the pieces of her panties and bra, and headed for the door. Stopping suddenly, I returned to the tack bench to retrieve the strap of leather I had used to spank her with. Then wrapping it around her bundle of clothes, I ran back to the house.
Almost everyone was in the living room, waiting on supper to be ready, as I motored on through without stopping. I didn't want any questions right now. Returning to the bedroom, I went to the bathroom and deposited the clothes on the counter, still wrapped in the strap.
Nicky was rinsing off a now moving Anna as she turned to me.
"Don't you knock?" she asked.
I just grinned. I was too emotionally gone to verbally spar with her.
"Michael! You have blood on your face!" Nicky added in exclamation.
"Shit!" I thought. I had tried to be so careful, but apparently, I had screwed up and done it anyway.
"I'm sorry. I really tried not to do anything that would cause her to bleed," I said sadly.
Anna had stood to dry off, so Nicky left her for a moment to check my face. She touched her fingers to my left cheek.
"Hmmm ... two small scratches, about an inch long. Barely broke the surface," she diagnosed. "Let me get some ointment. And by-the-way, you have straw in your hair and you smell like smoke and sweat," she added.
I looked at the shower and then the casts on my hands.
"Damn casts!" I said out loud.
Anna looked up at me. She was tired, but I could sense a peace about her that I had never felt before.
"Nicky, would you run to the kitchen and ask Melena for two plastic bags," Anna asked her. "Tell her they are for Michael's casts. Also, there's some surgical tape in the closet next to the refrigerator, in the first aid box. I'm going to jump in the shower and wash my hair. When you get back, we'll help Michael."
After Nicky left, Anna didn't move. She just stood as she studied me.
I found myself becoming uncomfortable under her silent gaze. I started to say something to her, but I didn't know what to say. And I was too mentally wasted to try scanning her again.
Then reaching down, Anna touched her own vulva, examining it with her fingers, professionally, like a doctor. The area around her labia still appeared red and swollen to my eye, but she didn't flinch as she touched it, nor did she seem concerned.
"Didn't you fuck me?" she finally asked me.
"Yeah. But only until you came," I said, feeling bad now for treating her so roughly.
"But, you didn't cum in me?" she asked.
"No. I didn't know if you were protected. Besides, all that was for you, anyway," I replied.
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