Not The Daddies She Expected

Trapped in a cycle of abuse after her mother's death, 18-year-old Anna Walson is sold by her alcoholic father to settle his debts. Forced into marriage with an older stranger, her life becomes a lonely existence until she discovers an online sanctuary. There, she connects with the mysterious Michaelson twins who awaken forbidden desires within her. Lured by their promise of fulfilling her darkest fantasies, Anna agrees to meet them—only to find herself confronting a reality more intense than anything she imagined. As boundaries blur and passions ignite, she must navigate a dangerous path between her oppressive past and an uncertain future with two men who want to make her their perfect sex slave.

Not The Daddies She Expected

Trapped in a cycle of abuse after her mother's death, 18-year-old Anna Walson is sold by her alcoholic father to settle his debts. Forced into marriage with an older stranger, her life becomes a lonely existence until she discovers an online sanctuary. There, she connects with the mysterious Michaelson twins who awaken forbidden desires within her. Lured by their promise of fulfilling her darkest fantasies, Anna agrees to meet them—only to find herself confronting a reality more intense than anything she imagined. As boundaries blur and passions ignite, she must navigate a dangerous path between her oppressive past and an uncertain future with two men who want to make her their perfect sex slave.

Chapter 1 Leaving her abusive father’s house

Preface Anna knew it was wrong—it was so fucking wrong. Regardless of that, she couldn’t stop herself from signing the contract that was thrown into her face by the twins immediately after she got inside the mansion. She watched as they slowly moved closer to her, like predators hunting their prey, and the thought only made her core leak with uncontrollable fluid. “You signed up for this. You better do well to remember that you are just a sex slave to us. Not a married woman,” Jackson asserted as he pulled Anna’s curly red hair and rained hungry kisses down her neck. “Yes, I signed up for this,” Anna groaned out loud as she was suddenly attacked by the pain and the pleasure. It was wrong, her inner voice reminded her, but she couldn’t stop herself from resigning to the pleasure she was receiving from the twins. ** Anna was about to light up the cigarette she had stolen from her father—after accomplishing the heavy chores that he demanded she must perform every day unless she wanted him to beat and starve her as usual—when she heard her father’s voice again, coming from the house. “Anna! Anna! Where’s that little bitch,” Mr. Walton shouted as he started throwing things around. He was beyond angry; everything wasn’t going just as he wanted. Upon hearing the noise and the angry voice of her father, Anna knew that it wouldn’t be good. She quickly put her cigarette in its pack and swiftly returned the pack to where her father always kept it before screaming her reply to her father. “Father, I’m here,” Anna shouted twice, so her father wouldn’t accuse her of ignoring him, which she knew he hated. “I’ve been calling you for ten minutes, and you are in this same house. Do I look like a joke to you?” Mr. Walton demanded as he pulled Anna’s hair and landed a huge slap on her face, which immediately made Anna flinch and fall down in pain. “I said, ‘Do I look like a joke to you?’ Answer, you little bitch.” Mr. Walton rained a few more heavy slaps down on Anna’s cheek and kicked her violently, but Anna just endured the abuse. If she opened her mouth, it wouldn’t stop anytime soon. After a few minutes of slaps and kicks, Mr. Walton finally calmed down as he caught his breath and kicked the chair wildly in frustration. But Anna was still mute, with her red swollen cheeks in her hands as tears ran down her cheeks. She quickly sniffed and cleaned her face because she knew that was exactly what her father wanted: seeing her cry and weak. If he turned around and saw her crying, he would continue slapping and kicking her. Apart from alcohol and cigarettes, the other thing her father derived joy from was seeing her miserable. “Where’s Maria? Is she inside her room?” Mr. Walton asked Anna after calming down. “She…she’s not back from school yet,” Anna stuttered, as she wasn’t able to fully form sentences because her cheek was burning from pain. It hadn’t always been like this. In fact, the maltreatment and abuse had just started two years ago, when she was sixteen, immediately after her mother’s funeral. Her once loving and caring father had turned into a bitter man and started maltreating her because he believed she was the cause of her mother’s death, which hadn’t been in any way her fault, but he wouldn’t even see reason. He had just wanted to move his pain and grief onto someone else, and she had been the only one available. * ^TWO YEARS PRIOR^ “Mother, No!! Please don’t die. Please!!” The shrieking voice of a teenager could be heard everywhere in the hospital, but only the patients closest to the room could hear how miserable and dismal the little girl was. “Anna, call your father,” the dying woman, who was lying lifeless on the bed, opened her eyes slowly and muttered in a low voice.~ “Mother, I’ve called him on the doctor’s phone. He’s on his way,” Anna replied hurriedly while holding her mother’s hand. ~“I don’t blame you, Anna, I decided to come and save you. Don’t blame yourself,” the woman replied, and slowly closed her eyes.~ ~When the monitor sound brought Anna back to reality, she was shivering all over, as she had just lost her mother.~ ~“Annabella! Annabella!” a slightly older man shouted before he turned his head to look into the dead eyes of his beloved wife.~ ~She was dead, and it was that bitch’s fault.~ ~“Why didn’t you call me earlier?! She came to save you from getting raped, but you couldn’t do anything while she was being beaten till the point of death. Why the hell did you go out in the first place?” Mr. Walton shouted at his eldest daughter while the younger daughter, who had just arrived with him, cried and grieved in the hospital.~ ~“Father, I…” Anna whispered, looking at her father with tears filling her swollen eyes.~ ~“Don’t call me your father, you despicable little bitch,” Mr. Walton shouted as he gave his eldest daughter a huge slap on her face.~ ~She was the reason why the love of his life was dead! And from that day onward, he would make sure that she didn’t know peace, Mr. Walton swore while looking at the dead body of his wife.~ ** ^PRESENT DAY^ Since that day, her father had told her that there would be nothing like education in her life anymore, and her only use was to cook, wash, and clean the house, like a typical housemaid in her own biological father’s house. If it wasn’t that people always said she was identical to her father, Anna would have thought that she was adopted or picked up from the street by him. “Since Maria is not around, you better listen well to me now and get the hell out of this house before she comes back. I owe someone a huge sum of the money. I might never be able to pay him back, and he, in return, also needs a contract wife, who will obediently stay in his house when he leaves for business trips and have his kids. “You are just an additional weight on my arm. Look at how big and nourished you’ve become! You are just eating all my food, and my precious daughter is even slimmer compared to you,” Mr. Walton asserted, looking at Anna with disgust clearly noticeable on his wrinkled face. Yeah, precious daughter. Her little sister, Maria, was the precious daughter, while she was just an additional weight. Was that not applaudable? Anna scoffed slightly. “The man will be here to pick you up in a few minutes because I’ve already betrothed you to him and signed the necessary papers. So you better do well and be a good wife to him because if you ever come back to this house, I can assure you that your face wouldn’t be as smooth as it is now,” Mr. Walton threatened as he sat down on the couch. Because he hadn’t asked her to stand up and she dreaded receiving another slap or kick from him, Anna sat down on the tiled floor with her head bent low as she listened to him. “What are you still sitting and acting like a cripple for? Do you want your future husband to meet you here? Go inside and pack the little rubbish you have and make sure that you hide all those marks on your body. And you better not take anything that’s not yours. If I find out, you know what I will do to you,” Mr. Walton retorted when he saw that Anna was still motionless on the floor. Immediately after his remark, Anna quickly dragged herself to her room to pack her clothes as he had commanded. The only thoughts in her head were she was leaving, she was finally leaving this hell. She was finally leaving her childhood home, which had become hell for her in the past two years ago. She was finally going to have a break from her abusive father. Even if she was going to be a maid to the man and not his wife, she would still leave. She just wanted to escape, she just wanted to leave this goddamn hell, and God had finally granted her wish. Even though it wasn’t the way she wanted, she would still gladly leave. After packing, Anna quickly scribbled some words on a piece of paper as a letter for her sister: Dear Maria, I’ve left to become the wife of the man I’ve never met or seen because that’s our father’s wish. He owed him a huge debt. Don’t look for me or be sad for me. I’m glad to finally leave. See you.Your loving sister,Anna. After writing the letter, Anna quickly hid it under the candle lamp because she knew that if it were to land in her father’s hands, she wouldn’t even be safe in her so-called future husband’s house. Going through the contents of the letter again in her head, Anna tried to verify that she hadn’t exposed too much to her sister. Because, unlike her father, her sister cared, and they loved each other as siblings. If she was going to miss anything or anyone in the house, it was definitely going to be her sweet, curly-headed younger sister, who looked so much like her mother. Any time she looked at her younger sister, she always saw traces of her mother in her eyes. They looked so much alike; maybe that was the reason why she was pampered by their father while Anna was abused instead, but she couldn’t bring herself to blame Maria. She was innocent and sweet. She couldn’t bring herself to dislike her because their father was a wimp and alcoholic who only abused his eldest daughter and fawned over the younger one because she looked just like his deceased wife. “What are you doing up there? Do I have to drag you out? Can’t you hear the car honking!” Mr. Walton shouted at the top of his voice when he saw that the little bitch hadn’t come down yet and the man who he had sold her to was in their driveway already. Was she trying to act stubborn with him? “Anna!” he shouted again, and Anna quickly recollected her thoughts and ran down the stairs. “Father, I’m here,” Anna quickly answered when she was in his presence. Mr. Walton was so angry that he was about to slap her again when he remembered that the old hag was still waiting outside. He reluctantly held himself back and looked at her with disgust. “He’s already outside, just go and meet him. And remember what I told you: don’t you ever do anything that will make him send you back into this house. Else…” he dragged out as he looked at her with his cold eyes. “As if I even want to come back to this shithole,” Anna mumbled under her breath as she held her small pack in her hands. She didn’t have many clothes; her father had burned them all. According to him, she was just a little bitch that didn’t deserve a penny from him. So he had burned all her clothes, and the ones in her hands right then were the ones that Maria had managed to save from her father’s hands. “Hey, come back here,” Mr. Walton suddenly shouted at Anna. “Are you sure you didn’t take anything that was not yours?” he asked, pulling the little pack from Anna and dragging it open as he searched for anything that might be valuable. After seeing that she didn’t have anything valuable on her, Mr. Walton turned back and went back to the couch while Anna quickly packed her belongings again. The only valuable thing she had on her was her mother’s engagement ring, which had been given to her by her mother in the hospital before she left this world. But her father didn’t know about it, and he had never asked about it. Departing from her home, Anna took a long glance at it and heaved a deep breath. She was leaving… Car honks immediately brought her out of her daydream, and she quickly hurried to where she was hearing the honks from to meet her soon-to-be husband. What would he look like? The man she would be spending the rest of her life with? Immediately after she got to the car, Anna received one of the biggest shocks of her life.

Chapter 2 Contract Marriage

He was an old man! The man who she would be spending the rest of her life with and whose children she would be carrying as her father had ordered was an old man. He looked so old that Anna was sure that he must be over forty. Cruel, so cruel! Her father was so cruel to her. She should have known that her soon-to-be husband wouldn’t have any good attributes because her father would never allow her to be happy or be with someone that could make her happy. What had she been expecting? A young, rich, and handsome man? Pfft… She should consider herself lucky that her soon-to-be husband was just old and not crippled or downright ugly. Because looking at him now, she could still see traces of someone who had once been handsome on his face. “If you are done scrutinizing me, I’d suggest you enter the car because I don’t have much time at hand. Today is the only day I have to go to the registrar,” the old man countered when he saw that the young girl, who couldn’t be more than eighteen or nineteen, was still staring at him. Her father had shown him a picture of her earlier, telling him that she was his daughter, and she was ripe enough for him to marry, and in place of the debt he owed he would give his daughter to him in marriage. He wouldn’t have accepted except that he knew that he had to start making kids. He was a divorcé, and his ex-wife hadn’t given birth to any children before their divorce. Upon hearing the urgency in his voice, Anna quickly entered the opened passenger door because she was scared of irritating her soon-to-be husband. If she could avoid physical pain from him, she would do that because she didn’t want to be abused and maltreated by the man she would be spending the rest of her life with. “Your name is Anna, right?” the man asked immediately. Anna was firmly seated beside him as he drove off. “Yes, my name is Anna, sir,” she replied in a trembling voice as she held her pack in her shaky hands. “Don’t call me sir, call me Peter. I’m Peter Danish. You will soon be Mrs. Danish, so you should get used to the name,” Peter said gently as he saw that Anna was trembling and wasn’t comfortable around him. He didn’t care too much for her state of mind; all he wanted was an obedient girl that would voluntarily stay in his mansion and give birth to his kids while he went on his business trips to make money. “Oh…okay, Peter,” Anna replied again, still trembling. Even though she wasn’t receiving any manipulative vibes from him, she was still scared of him. He was someone that her abusive father knew and sold her to, so he wouldn’t be of a good character. She was certain of that. “We are going to the registrar now, and I wouldn’t want you looking scared and forced, so stop shaking and put the goddamn pack you are holding on to in the back seat,” Peter let out when he saw that his soon-to-be-wife looked like a puppy who was whipped and knocked out. Anna hurriedly fulfilled his command and reminded herself to stop shaking or else the man—no, Peter—might hit her as her father did. “Put a smile on your face too, you look forced. Do you want me to send you back to your father?” Peter asked. He didn’t want an unwilling wife. If she was forced into this, he would gladly take her back to her father and demand all the money he owed him. Immediately, when Anna heard that Peter said he would take her back to her father, she flinched and quickly forced a smile on her face. She remembered her father’s last comment, that she mustn’t come back to the house. She couldn’t, she definitely could not let him send her back to her father. She must act willingly. In fact, she was willing to be anything he wanted, a maid, slave, property, anything as long as she didn’t have to go back into the hellhole she had just crawled out from. When Peter saw the tiny smile on Anna’s face, he nodded gladly. “That’s better. Keep the smile on every time. You will be needing it when you get married to me,” Peter advised, and he pulled into the court registry parking lot, then killed his engine. Immediately, Peter alighted from the car, and Anna quickly helped herself down after covering the visible belt marks on her neck with the shawl that she had remembered to bring with her. Anna slowly walked behind her soon-to-be husband, preparing herself for a new life. She didn’t know how it would turn out, but it was better to prepare for the worst. She had to adapt to it, no matter how hard or dangerous it was. She had to accept it as her fate. “Do you, Anna Walton, take Peter Danish as your lawfully wedded husband, in health, wealth, and till death do you part?” the registrar asked after Peter submitted the papers signed by her father. Slowly brought out of her daydreams, Anna whispered her agreement and instantly sealed her fate with a single sentence: “Yes, I do.”“Do you, Peter Danish, take Anna Walton as your lawfully wedded wife, in health, wealth, and till death do you part?” The registrar repeated the wedding vows again to Peter, and he immediately replied, “Yes, I do.” After signing the necessary documents and exchanging rings, Anna left the court registry with her new husband to the new home she would be staying with him. *** The initial smile she had forced herself to put on while they were in the court immediately left her face when she was alone in a big mansion with her new husband. “Can you cook? If yes, make use of the kitchen, I’m hungry as fuck,” Peter mumbled as he shrugged off the outer suit and unbuttoned his shirt. “Yes, I can,” Anna muttered in a low voice. Cooking? Is that it? If he was only going to demand that she cook for him, then her life had just got easier. She had learned different types of cuisine when she had been working as a housemaid in her father’s house. Cooking was just a hobby that she had grown into, something apart from painting. Anna immediately located the kitchen. When she got there, she saw that there wasn’t even much to it. The cooking ingredients in the kitchen were just eggs, bread, vegetable oil, condensed milk, coffee beans, and so on. She quickly got to work and made sandwiches and some tea for her husband because that was the fastest food she could make with what she had at hand. Serving the food on a table in the corner of the room she regarded as the dining room, Anna stood beside the food and waited for her husband. He hadn’t appeared yet, and she didn’t know the room he had gone into. After a few minutes, Peter showed himself. “Are you done cooking?” he called out. “Yes, I’m done,” Anna replied quickly. When Peter got to the dining room and saw that Anna had only prepared a plate of sandwiches, he frowned. “Why did you prepare only a plate? Are you not hungry?” Anna, who was used to eating alone in her room, suddenly trembled when she heard the annoyance in his voice. “I—”“Go and prepare yours too, I hate eating alone,” Peter interrupted dismissively before Anna could finish her sentence. She hurriedly left for the kitchen again and came out with another plate of sandwiches for herself, then sat slowly in the chair opposite her new husband. “Let’s eat,” Peter announced when he saw that his wife was not eating. Anna quickly held her knife and started eating after her husband’s announcement. He had said he hates eating alone, so she had to take note of that and never repeat the error she had just made because she was scared of what he might do to her when he was angry. Would he be like her father, who hit and kicked her? Anna shuddered at the thought, and Peter could see her visibly trembling. Was she thinking about what he would be doing to her in their matrimony room? Peter stared at Anna out of the corner of his eye and saw that she was still trembling. Was she that scared of sex? Well, no worries, he wasn’t in the mood for sex that night because he had to leave for a business trip the next morning, and he wanted to take off as soon as possible. But that didn’t mean she wouldn’t satisfy him sexually. No matter how scared she was, she still had to open her gorgeous mouth and suck on his huge load with her sweet lips. Peter couldn’t help but groan when he remembered how sweet and soft her lips were from the quick kiss they had shared at the court registry. He couldn’t wait to have that mouth wrapped around his dick and stroking him till he shot his cum deep down her throat. He cleared his throat quickly when he saw that he was already getting hard at the thought. “Are you a virgin or not?”

Chapter 3 Are you a virgin?

Anna blinked immediately when she heard her husband’s voice. Virgin? Of course she was still a virgin. She was just an eighteen-year-old high school dropout, and she barely left the house, so where did she expect to see a man that would shove his dick in her pussy? The only sexual experience she had was when she rubbed her clit inside her room and fantasized about the men she had read about in books. Her sister always did her the pleasure of helping her get books from the bookstore with the pocket money given to her by their father. Apart from that, she was as innocent as Virgin Mary. She hadn’t even kissed or touched a man before until earlier that day at the court registry. “Yes, Peter, I’m a virgin,” Anna slowly answered as she looked down at her food and ate the last bit of the sandwich. Upon hearing her confirming that she was really a virgin, Peter felt an unexpected feeling of lust run down his body to his crotch. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining touching and exploring his new innocent wife. Even though he wouldn’t have sex with her tonight, he would make sure that he knew what her pussy warmth felt like with his index and middle fingers. “You know what happens every marriage night, right?” Peter asked his little wife, before he gently dabbed a serviette on the corner of her mouth and slowly licked his lips. When she heard her husband’s question again, Anna instantly shivered. “Y-yes,” she managed to let out when she realized what he meant. They were going to have sex. Her innocence, which she had promised herself she would give to the man who would cherish and love her, would be snatched by the man she was sold to by her father. Anna felt her eyes prickle with tears, but she immediately sniffed them back and acted as if there was nothing wrong. Well, it wasn’t that she wasn’t expecting it. If she said that she hadn’t been expecting to have sex with the old man, she would be lying to herself. Like her father said, her only usefulness to Peter was to give him children, like the breeding machine that she was. Since it was just sex, she would do it. “Well, if you are done eating, go upstairs and freshen up. The master bedroom is on the left. Just take your bath and wait for me on the bed,” Peter said, indicating the stairs in front of them. Anna instantly stood up and made her way upstairs. It won’t hurt, I only have to calm down. It’s better than getting beaten and treated like a slave. At least now, she could eat and sleep any time she wanted. And it wasn’t as if the sex was going to last all night. She could endure it, Anna reminded herself under the shower after entering the bathroom. I am finally going to have sex, Anna thought. Even though it was not how she had wanted, she was finally going to experience sexual intercourse with another human. Regardless of how old he was, Anna was still excited because he was her husband, and she better start getting adapted to the sex or else she might never have a good sexual experience all her life. A few minutes later, Anna left the bathroom and lay gently on the bed after putting on the red nightgown she had found on the bed. Peter entered the room and raised his head to see Anna’s womanly figure on the bed, waiting for him. He instantly got hard at the thought. “Did you put on the nightgown?” Peter asked. His voice was filled with lust and expectation. Hearing that her husband was finally inside the room, Anna quickly turned toward his voice. “Yes, I did,” she replied to his question. She had presumed the nightgown was for her because it was new and it was right on the bed, so she had worn it after she took her bath. She quickly thanked her stars for following her instincts because she didn’t know if he would have gotten angry and beat her. She didn’t want to be beaten again. Peter was about to switch on the light to see her almost naked body because he knew what the nightgown was made of. It barely covered anything. Since she was wearing it, he knew that her breasts would be almost spilling out because the nightgown wasn’t the right size for her; he could see that she had enormous breasts. “No, please leave the light off,” Anna said slowly when she saw her husband’s action. No! The light mustn’t be on! If he turned the light on he would see the scars on her body, and he might not find her attractive anymore. What if he sent her back to her father? She couldn’t go back! She definitely couldn’t go back to that house. Peter, who thought she was shy because she was still a virgin, decided to leave the light off and moved closer to her on the bed. When Anna saw her husband approaching, her heart tightened as if it was pulled by a string. Will he be hard on me? she thought, and trembled slightly. Peter smiled gently as he slowly unfastened the button of the red nightgown his little wife had put on, and he heard her take a sharp breath. Seeing her nervous and trembling, Peter found out that it made him even more excited and harder. He gently raised his hands to scoop her enormous breasts, and a smile rose on his lips when found out that they were as soft as they looked. He rubbed his thumb slowly over one of her nipples and took the other in his waiting mouth, and Anna took another hot breath. “When I learned that you are a virgin, I almost couldn’t resist fucking you right there in the dining room. But because I want to know how you’d look in this nightgown, I restrained myself and let you prepare yourself. Tell me, how are you feeling?” Peter asked, but Anna only frowned. This wasn’t what she had prepared herself for. She had thought that even if she was attracted to the old man, she would at least enjoy the sex, but when he had grabbed her breast just then, she had felt like a frog was crawling on her body. She had never felt so disgusted! She would rather masturbate all her life if that was what it would always feel like. “I said how are you feeling? Why are you mute? Don’t you like how I’m touching you?” Peter asked suddenly as he halted his actions. “Do you feel disgusted because I’m not young? Do you want a young man dick instead? Talk!” Peter sneered, but Anna was too scared to utter a word as tears gathered in her eyes. He was going to hit her! Or worse—he was going to send her back to her father! She had to cooperate, no matter what. She had to take it. “I feel good, I feel good,” Anna quickly lied as she held her disgust to herself. “Hmm! There’s no rush. You will always be here when I come back from my business trips. You will learn to have my old dick inside you whether you are accustomed to it or not,” Peter declared, suddenly losing interest in touching her. But just because he didn’t want to touch her didn’t mean that he wouldn’t still shove his dick down her sweet mouth and have her wrap her warm lips around it. At that thought, Peter instantly discarded his shorts alongside his boxers, and Anna couldn’t help but gasp at how big he was. He had to be roughly six inches she thought as she gazed at the dark outline of her new husband’s dick. She guessed age didn’t reduce the size because she had been expecting him to be around four or five inches. Was he going to have sex with her now? Anna’s heart skipped at the thought of having someone she couldn’t even stand to touch be inside her. But she was surprised when her husband grabbed her right hand and wrapped it around his dick. “Stroke me. At least you can do that right,” Peter mumbled when he felt the softness of Anna’s hand on his dick. Fuck! He was instantly excited and hard. Anna looked at him innocently. “I…I don’t know how,” she whispered in a slow and trembling voice. Shocked and amazed by her innocence, Peter groaned harshly in pleasure. “You don’t know how? You don’t know how to give a hand job?” Peter asked, blinking as he looked at his new wife in the dark. He saw that she was shaking her head as she trembled slightly. “Fine, use your mouth then. Wrap your mouth on it as you hold it in your hands and suck on it,” Peter commanded. Anna took a deep breath and slowly sat up, then gently bent her head and did as her husband commanded. Peter groaned hard when he felt her lips make contact with his crotch. “Suck it, quickly,” he demanded as he held her hair. ** In the morning, when Anna woke up, she noticed that her new husband wasn’t in the bed with her. She looked around the master bedroom, sluggish as she was so tired from making her husband ejaculate multiple times with her mouth. He had even demanded that she swallow it all, but it was so bland that she had almost vomited, until she had reminded herself not to offend him. Anna saw a tiny piece of paper and a debit card on the table and quickly grabbed it to see what her husband had written on it. She found out that it was his mobile number, and he instructed her to use the debit card for anything she wanted. He had also asked her to get a mobile phone and give him a call. She was finally getting a mobile phone! The thought of it made Anna so excited that she immediately went into the bathroom to take a shower. After getting a mobile phone and calling her husband with her new line, Anna found out that her husband wouldn’t be coming anytime soon because he was running a contract for some Golden Gate building, which she had overhead when she had been on the call with him. Anna didn’t know if she should feel happy or sad that she had the whole mansion to herself. ** After three weeks of staying alone in the house with no one to talk to, Anna slowly started getting depressed. I would love to paint a little, she thought. Fuck!!! Did I remember to bring my drawing book? Anna instantly jolted her brain to recollect if she had remembered to take her drawing book with her, but she found out that she might not have brought it with her. She suddenly felt a sense of loss wash over her. Her paintings were her companions, they were just like her babies. She wished she had had a mobile phone when she had been leaving; at least she would have been able to contact Maria and ask her to bring her drawing book for her. Maybe she should get a canvas. There were so many rooms in the mansion, she could set one up as her studio. But no matter what, she couldn’t paint every minute. She had to find people to talk to. At the thought, Anna brought out her new iPhone X and went straight to Safari to search for the most popular online platform to connect with people.

Chapter 4 Joining an online platform

After surfing the Net for a while, Anna stumbled on an online platform called Tumblr—at least, that’s how she thought it was pronounced. At first, Anna decided to join as a single person but quickly threw that idea out of the window. What if her husband got to know about it? Wouldn’t that spell trouble for her? Slowly she talked herself into not joining as a single woman but as a married woman. She would just talk to people and nothing else. It was not as if she would be cheating on her husband, right? After completing the required stages of creating an account, Anna’s Tumblr profile was finally created, and she could see and add people. She felt so happy because it would be her first time joining an online platform. She was so excited that she kept on adding and accepting friend requests simultaneously. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Unknown: hello beauty Anna received a message from someone immediately after she accepted his request. Clicking on the profile, she saw that the person was as old as her husband, and she instantly blocked him. What the hell! She hadn’t joined an online platform to meet old geezers; she was already married to one, and she didn’t intend to ever have another as a friend. Maybe she should just go and get a canvas and some other painting materials first, then she would come back to looking for friends. Anna picked up the debit card her husband had left for her and left the mansion in blue jeans, a tank top, and sunglasses that she had recently gotten some weeks back when she had gone to get her phone. When she got out and finally breathed in the air of London, she couldn’t help but feel the gush of loneliness wash over her again. It was really nice to be outside among people, she thought after breathing in new fresh air. Even though her husband had left his car for her to take anywhere she wanted to go, Anna couldn’t drive, so she had to order a ride from an app called Uber. After a few minutes, a red Toyota car pulled up in front of their mansion, and Anna went closer to it after checking the plate number as instructed by the app. “Mr. Christ?” Anna asked the driver in a low, melodious voice. “Yes, ma’am, Raphael Christ.” The driver confirmed the name written on the Uber app, and Anna reluctantly entered. With the way she was acting, all cautious and hesitant, even the driver was able to confirm that this was the first that his beautiful rider was experiencing their services. “First time?” Raphael asked, bringing up a conversation to ease the stuffed atmosphere after setting G***e Maps to the destination the rider had submitted on Uber. “Yeah, first time,” Anna replied awkwardly with a stiff smile, because she was shy and she wasn’t used to talking to people. “You can feel relaxed. The system is better than before, and you will be safe if you follow all the necessary safety cautions set up by our company. This includes not entering the car until you confirm that the name and the plate number of your driver tally with the one on your phone,” Raphael advised. Since she was a newbie, it was very necessary to take precautions and not end up getting kidnapped or something like that. “Thank you,” Anna replied after a while, and she smiled gently at the driver in appreciation. It was very rare to see someone that actually looked after other people in this day age, so Anna was happy that she had actually met a very generous driver on her first time booking a ride. Maybe she should always book from Uber until she learned how to drive. She didn’t think her husband would want her to spend money on transportation after he left his car for her to use. “Are we there yet?” Anna asked when she noticed that the journey was longer than she expected. “No, ma’am. You are going to Diva’s Painting Shop, right? We will get there in a few minutes,” the driver replied after checking the map again. Anna, who had no idea how far away the painting shop she had found online was, instantly became bored and decided to check her Tumblr to see if she had received new friend requests. Scrolling through the new friend requests she had just seen, Anna blocked some and accepted some because honestly, most of them weren’t even what she wanted. In fact, she didn’t know what she wanted. In her mind, she had thought that she would meet the kind of men she had always read about in the romantic books that Maria always got for her in the bookstore, but she was very disappointed—until she came across a profile. ~“Dark, thirty, single, and ready to make friends. Don’t add up if you are not naughty,”~ she read to herself under her breath. Because of the last write-up and also because of the handsome display picture she saw on the man’s profile, Anna decided to add him. ~Naughty? Am I naughty~? Anna thought as her cheeks instantly heated up, and she had to fan herself with her fingers in the air-conditioned car. “Are you feeling okay, ma’am?” Raphael asked when he saw her action. He was genuinely concerned because he could see that her cheeks were getting red. “Are you comfortable?” he asked again. “Yeah, I am. Thanks for your concern,” Anna quickly mumbled when she saw that she was overreacting. Okay fine, she was definitely not naughty, but wasn’t it just an online chat? She could be anything she wanted since she wouldn’t be seeing him. After sending a friend request, she saw that the man wasn’t online, so he couldn’t accept the request at the moment. When Anna looked up, they had arrived at the painting shop. She quickly paid the driver and thanked him for his advice, then went inside the shop. When she got to the canvas section, she saw that there were different types of cotton and polyester canvas, and she was suddenly confused about which one to buy. The price range was also hefty. After selecting one with a medium price, she moved to the brush section to get painting brushes, rollers, spray guns, and many other things. When she was finally done shopping, she requested another ride as she pushed the cart to pay for her goods. When Anna got back home, after much consideration she set up her studio in a room that wasn’t far from the master bedroom. Having totally forgotten about her phone or the fact that she was expecting a particular man to accept her friend request, Anna delved into painting. Immersed in creating the image in her mind, Anna didn’t feel the time passing. It was already the evening when she could finally drop her brush and look at what she had created. It was beautiful, she thought as she looked at her painting. It was a picture of a young girl, her body filled with scars, about to accept the outstretched hand of a man, even though the man’s hand was filled with thorns. While she was admiring her work, Anna’s stomach churned with hunger. That was when she recalled that she hadn’t eaten since she had left to get the new canvas, so she quickly went into the kitchen to prepare pasta for dinner. It was when she was eating that she got a notification on her phone that said that her friend request had been accepted by the profile which said “Jackson Michaelson.” She also saw that she had a pending request from another Michaelson, named Jacob. She instantly became baffled. Was he the same person? Why did he open multiple accounts? Anna ignored the other friend request, as the person on the display picture was the same person, until she received a message from her new friend Jackson Michaelson. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: accept the other account pending request, so we can chat better. Was the other account private? Was that why he wanted her to accept? Anna wondered, and reluctantly accepted the request, then finally returned his chat. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Anna Danish: Accepted. Hi?* Anna typed on her phone as she patiently waited for a reply, then she dropped her dish in the kitchen sink and went to take a shower. After bathing and cuddling under her bed with a huge duvet around her naked body, Anna decided to open her Tumblr again, as she already saw that she had different messages from Jacob and also from Jackson. Why is he chatting with me on two different accounts? Is that, like, a new social media thing? Anna thought strangely as she opened the messages.

Chapter 5 They come in pairs?

Anna first opened the message from Jackson because he was the first person she had added by herself and also because she thought that he was the same person as Jacob. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: So Anna right, or is this like an online name? That was the message she read when she opened the chat; she couldn’t help but chuckle lightly to herself. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Anna Danish: No it’s not, that’s my name. Is your own an online name? CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: Definitely not. So Anna, why aren’t you replying to my brother’s message? In case you don’t know we came in pairs. If you don’t want to chat with him, we will have to stop chatting too. ~Brother? Come in pairs? Wait! Are they twins? Oh my god!~ Anna shivered slightly in excitement; she had always wanted to chat with twins and talk to them at the same time. She quickly went to check Jacob’s profile, and she found out that they were really twins, but apart from that, she wasn’t able to find out much about them. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Anna Danish: You guys are twins? I had no idea, I literally thought it was you chatting me up with another account. Yes, I’d love to know you guys, Anna quickly replied to Jackson’s chat, then she went to open Jacob’s message. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Jacob Michaelson: Hello pretty lady, don’t tell me you are already wooed by my brother. smirk That was the message Anna saw when she opened Jacob’s chat, and she couldn’t help laughing out loud. Okay, so they really were twins, and Jacob definitely had to be the playful one because he had ended his chat with a smirk emoji. Chatting with them differently was so hard, but because she needed the company, Anna put up with it until Jacob suggested a group chat between them. CHAT:HOLDER:Anna CHAT:Anna Danish: Can I really chat with you guys here together? Anna replied immediately, and she was added to the group chat. She didn’t know there was something like that, a group chat, since the platform was the first online platform she had ever joined. CHAT:HOLDER:Jacob CHAT: Jacob Michaelson: Of course, you can chat with us here together, that’s why I suggested that Jacob typed immediately on his phone when he saw Anna’s strange question. Was she new to Tumblr? How did Jackson find a newbie? CHAT:HOLDER:Jacob CHAT:Jacob Michaelson: Are you sure she would be up for it? Jacob quickly texted his brother privately. CHAT:HOLDER:Jacob CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: Well, I stated that I don’t want a saint though. I checked her profile before accepting, she’s eighteen and she’s married CHAT:Jacob Michaelson: 18? And already married? Is that not like the high school age range? CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: Yeah, but she stated that she’s married and not single. let’s not keep her waiting, we should know if she’s up for it or not. CHAT:Jacob Michaelson: Sure Jacob called Anna on a video call suddenly to verify that it wasn’t a catfish account because he had never met a married eighteen-year-old girl before. Most eighteen-year-old girls he knew were probably in high school about to write their college exams, or in the club shaking their asses off to make money. When Anna saw the video call, she became skeptical. Should she accept the video call or not? She decided to answer call since she had to verify that they were real people too. Immediately she accepted, and she was stunned to see two gorgeous identical dark-skinned guys on her phone screen. She was so amazed that she didn’t realize that they were also checking her out. CHAT:HOLDER:Jacob CHAT:Jacob Michaelson: She’s breathtaking smirk Jacob quickly chatted his brother up with a smirk emoji. CHAT:HOLDER:Jacob CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: I can see that, I also find her attractive, but let’s not get our hopes up. What if she’s not into that? “Are you guys still here?” Anna asked after looking at the twins to her satisfaction. “Sure, dear, we are still here. Nice hair and eyes you’ve got there. You’re very beautiful,” Jacob commented while they were on the video call, and Anna couldn’t help but smile. “Look, bro, she also has an enchanting smile,” Jacob announced, as he was already attracted to the young girl his brother had found online. He couldn’t wait to pull her gorgeous curly brown hair and watch her stare at him with those soulful brown eyes. “I can see that,” Jackson replied as he looked at the girl on his iPhone screen. She was really beautiful. “Are you really married, or is that, like, an online something?” Jackson asked cautiously. He had met so many females that loved roleplaying as a married woman because of the fantasy of infidelity, but he had never found it even a bit amusing. Her marital status had been the reason that he had delayed accepting her request. He wanted a single woman that would be ready to sign a contract after their former sex slave’s contract ended. Yes, he and his brother were doms that kept a willing sex slave. “Yes, I’m married,” Anna replied after a few minutes. She was totally baffled. Did people lie about that too? She would never lie about her status though; she was married, but she was only looking for online friends. Or maybe, perhaps, not just friends but online sex partners that she could sexchat or have phone sex with. * After a few weeks of getting to know the twins, Anna found out about their weird fetish of saying harsh words and commanding her to bend to their will. They even called themselves her masters and told her that she was their sex slave. Anna couldn’t help but get excited and horny any time she remembered how they’d tell her to slap herself on video calls and moan out their names like a sex slave. At first, she didn’t find it amusing because years of maltreatment and abuse from her father had given her a congenital insensitivity to pain—she couldn’t feel any pain. But she later got used to slapping herself and spanking her own ass any time they asked her to do it on video call. They had tried all different types of sessions online except the ones that couldn’t be done virtually. The twins had repeatedly invited her over to their house, but she kept on declining because she didn’t want to be unfaithful to her husband. Because if he found out and sent her back home, her father would make sure that her life became a living hell! CHAT:HOLDER:Jackson, Jacob, and Anna CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: Are you still going to refuse our invitations? Don’t you want our dicks to fill your holes as you’ve always imagined? Jackson was now very comfortable chatting with Anna, and he couldn’t wait to have her looking at him as she wrapped her mouth around his dick while his brother fucked her from behind. CHAT:HOLDER:Jackson, Jacob, and Anna CHAT:Jacob Michaelson: Come on, Anna. Didn’t you say that your husband is away? We can send you back home before he arrives from whatever shithole he crawled into leaving a beautiful woman like you unattended to. Jacob flirted, adding to his brother’s remark. When they had first met Anna online, Jacob had been away on a business trip to France while his brother had been in London, so he hadn’t really been hungry to see her. But now that they were both in London, they couldn’t wait to possess her and make her accept that she liked it when they talked dirty to her. CHAT:HOLDER:Jackson, Jacob, and Anna CHAT:Anna Danish: Fine, I will come around. But it’s only for a day because my husband didn’t say when he will be back and it can be anytime Anna finally agreed to see the twins. It was just for a day. What could possibly happen? She just had to come back home and act like she had never met them. CHAT:HOLDER:Jackson, Jacob, and Anna CHAT:Jacob Michaelson: Don’t worry, little girl. You are safe with daddies Jacob texted excitedly when he saw her confirmation text. Finally, they would meet their little slave. CHAT:HOLDER:Jackson, Jacob, and Anna CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: Can you drive? If not, can you text your address so we can order someone to pick you up Jackson was always the calm and sane one out of the twins. CHAT:HOLDER:Jackson, Jacob, and Anna CHAT:Anna Danish: No, I can’t drive. But don’t worry about picking me up. Just send your address and I will come CHAT:Jackson Michaelson: Okay, no problem Jackson texted their mansion address to Anna after she convinced them that she would really come and she wasn’t leading them on. * When Anna woke up the next day, she decided to input the address into G***e Maps to see how far it was from her residence. Anna had refused to allow the twins to pay for her ride because she didn’t have a bank account, and the only card she was using belonged to her husband. She was too scared that he would be notified of every transaction. What would he think when an unexpected sum of money entered his account? Wouldn’t he be suspicious of her? After she was done with the necessary things in the house, Anna booked a ride and inputted the address of her new masters, or daddies as they like to be called. On getting to the address, she was escorted inside the enormous mansion, which was thrice the size of her husband’s mansion, by a man who introduced himself as the housekeeper, but she couldn’t remember his name. The housekeeper said his master was already waiting for her, and he directed her through the door. Immediately, the housekeeper gave her some directions to follow then left her on her own. No matter how horny and excited she was about meeting her newfound masters, Anna was still a little scared because she had always been shy and an introvert. “I will just blame this on loneliness and depression,” Anna said to herself as she opened the door to the room the housekeeper had directed her to. Immediately after she opened the door, Anna’s eyes widened in shock when she finally saw the twins.

Chapter 6 Meeting her new daddies

“Oh, so this is our beautiful and shy little sex slave,” Anna heard someone say. She believed it was Jacob because of the sexy remark and how his eyes were twinkling. “She’s not our slave yet,” Jackson countered, and cautiously threw a piece of the document on the table before Jacob got to Anna. “But she’s still our sex slave, aren’t you, darling?” Jacob said as he moved closer to Anna and gently whispered in her ears. He was loud enough for Jackson to hear and low enough to send shivers down Anna’s spine. “I…I am,” Anna managed to breathe out as she trembled slightly. This time not for fear that they were going to hurt her, but for excitement and desire. “See, she already said she is,” Jacob countered. He slipped his hand around Anna’s waist and led her to one of the chairs in the sitting room. Immediately, Anna sat down, and Jackson allowed his eyes to freely roam around the body of the woman they had been having phone sex and BDSM sessions with, and he couldn’t help but suddenly feel excited. “Are you really eighteen?” Jackson asked as his eyes settled on her breasts. He couldn’t stop from staring more at the beautiful folds that were secretly hidden behind her blouse. “Yeah, I’m eighteen. March twentieth,” Anna answered defensively. “Well, then. I’d like you to go through the form and sign if you are in,” Jackson said to Anna, and pushed the papers in front of her. CONSENT FORM was written boldly on the document when Anna picked up the papers. Did they want her to sign that she agreed? Was that what the papers were for? Anna read the pages of the form slowly, agreeing in her mind until she reached a part where it said she would only belong to them. She was married. Why would she belong to another man? She would just ignore that; she definitely couldn’t refuse to sign the form because she was married. Wouldn’t she be gone by the next day? She would just forget about them, Anna told herself as she gently put down her signature on the piece of paper. “Well, it looks like you really want to be treated like a sex object, don’t you?” Jackson asked as he moved closer to the seat Anna was sitting on and gently rubbed her thighs. With the contact of his firm hand on her thighs, Anna almost groaned out loud in pleasure. Why was she so attracted to these brothers? “When he asks you a question, you should try to answer immediately because if he gets angry, he might punish you,” Jacob whispered into Anna’s ear, then used his tongue to slowly trace her earlobe. Anna choked out the moan in her throat and quickly answered, “Yes, I want to be treated like a sex object.” Moving his hand gently slowly from her thighs down to the V of her leg, Jackson flashed a half smirk at Anna. “You are so slutty. How many months have you been married to your husband? How many times has he touched you?” Jackson asked in a cold and dangerous voice, but Anna found it so sexy she couldn’t help but tremble again. Would they continue if she told them that she was a virgin? And the only sexual experience she had ever had was when her husband made her put her mouth around his dick and suck it? “He—he hasn’t touched me before,” Anna said slowly when Jackson’s hand suddenly brushed her panties. “Oh, really? Then who has?”“No—no one has, except me,” Anna answered innocently. She was a virgin. “Jackson, I told you she’s still a virgin,” Jacob said excitedly to his brother. “Are you a virgin? Considering how slutty you were on the phone, I didn’t believe him,” Jackson asked, rubbing her clit through her panties. Her brown eyes turned deep brown from pleasure. Yes, she wanted this. She really wanted to be trapped between them and let them take her innocence away—until she suddenly remembered that her husband knew that she was a virgin, and that was also why he hadn’t touched her that night. Saying that they had all their lifetimes, and he would wait until she was willing. No, she couldn’t allow them to fuck her pussy. Her husband would know about her infidelity and send her back to her father. She shook her head so violently at the thought that Jackson almost thought she was denying being a virgin until she spoke. “Yes, I am a virgin.”“You see? Told you,” Jacob said again. By this time, Jackson had already slipped a finger inside Anna’s dripping core. It was Anna’s groans and sexual moans that made Jacob realize that his brother was already halfway inside their little slave’s pussy. Impatient now, aren’t we? Jacob thought. Immediately after Jackson put his middle finger inside Anna’s core and found how tight and wet she was, he felt his member tighten in anticipation. She really was a virgin. It was the first time they would be having sex with a virgin. Most of the time, it was usually girls that loved sex and wanted to be used like a slut that they continually searched for. But Anna was even more slutty than those girls; she always did everything they asked her to do on the phone. He could remember when they had asked her to blindfold herself and spank herself while she muttered their names. She had done it so well that they both couldn’t help but wank on her slutty actions. “Then how come you are so slutty?” Jackson asked as he removed his middle finger from her wet pussy and gently pinched her clit, while Anna moaned out slowly from pleasure. Jacob was smirking at Anna’s back. He was looking at how gorgeous and sexy she was as she moaned out loud. He could feel his dick tighten in excitement and expectation. “You can’t wait to have us inside you, right?” Jacob whispered again in Anna’s ear, making her shiver at his deep baritone voice. She looked at him and gently begged him with her eyes. She really couldn’t wait; she couldn’t wait for them to fill her holes. She just wanted to feel like a sex slave and nothing more. Looking at her breathtaking eyes and how she was staring at him, Jacob was so hard that he couldn’t help but slap her cheeks gently. Instantly her pale white cheek reddened. Anna, who was expecting to feel fear because of how scared she always was when someone raised their hand to strike or when they yelled at her, was suddenly confused. Why did she find this painful and pleasurable at the same time? She thought she was already immune to slaps, and she didn’t feel pain anymore. But when her cheeks were slapped by Jacob, she could feel her cheek tinge in pain, and then it slowly turned to pleasure. Suddenly, she wanted to be slapped more by him. No, she couldn’t wait to be slapped more by him. What was this? Why was she feeling like this?? This was not her! “Why did you accept our invite? Tell us again,” Jacob asked Anna as he slapped her already swollen and red cheeks. “Because I want you guys to treat me like a sex slave.” Anna gulped and said the first thing that was on her mind. They were turning her on so much. She hadn’t expected that she could be so wet and horny immediately when she got there. “I know you are definitely expecting this. That was why you came, right? To be used and treated like a dirty whore, right?” Jacob asked, and slapped her cheeks again. Yes, that was why she had come, but… This was more than she had expected…because they were so explicit with her, and she was loving every bit of it.