Alex - 10 Days of Torment Ch. 14

Christina relented. Even though she was incredibly high, she was aware enough not to go down that path. The threat of heroin already scared the shit out of her. The idea of having it injected into her vagina was a nightmare on top of the nightmare she was already enduring.

Brandi made her smoke another entire dab, and when she had the expected coughing episode, she handed her a glass of water.

"Drink this."

"What is it?"

"It's water, silly. The pot is making you dehydrated. That's why I had to grease up your cunt. You're far from done, so we've got to keep you drinking from now on. Drink in it all. And hurry. Your next customer is here."

"Is he big?"

"Listen to you. Are you a size queen now?"

"No. I'm just a whore, now. But I really want to cum again."

"You'll feel it. Trust me."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Early Saturday morning, March 23rd

Brandi closed the door behind her and tiptoed toward the bed. It didn't surprise her that Gerard rolled in her direction. She couldn't see him with the room being dark, but she knew he was up. Likely in more ways than one.

"Is she out?" he asked, knowing she'd gone down two rooms to the one Christina was in.

"Yeah. She'll be out the rest of the night. The question is whether we'll struggle to get her up by nine. I told her we'd have her home at ten sharp."

"We'll figure it out, B. Do you think she's going to believe she fucked more men than she did?"

"Well she fucked seven men. That's more than she's fucked her entire life before today."

"You fucked ten today."

"I fucked nine. I made love to your Uncle. But I'm a pro. Christina is still a novice at this."

"The question remains, do you think she'll believe it was more than seven?"

"She better. Right now I've got nine used condoms full of cum in my purse to create that illusion."

"Come to bed. You've worked your pussy off for her today."

"I did it for us."

"I know. Come to bed. You need to sleep."

"You want to sleep? I figured you'd be looking for something else since you're up."

"I'm not Uncle Felix. I can sleep with a hot piece of ass and not have to fuck it."

"Do you want to? I'm down."

"Not now. Like I said, you've gone above and beyond today."

"It was for a worthy cause. I really do love her, G. I'm hoping we can make this one stick."

She slipped under the covers, moaning as he pulled her into his body; the two of them spooning as they lay together.

"It's funny. I never dreamed that the biggest proponent of the lifestyle I live would be a woman that's not the hotwife," he confessed.

"Yeah, well, you should know by now I'm pretty twisted sexually, so that's a part of it. But I love the spontaneity, and it plays to my kinks. Besides, I get a lot of benefits from my job, but being your sexy sidekick is the one I love the most."

He squeezed her tight, knowing where her mind had wandered. The affection they had for each other was real, and it was strong. Once again he felt the odd urge to clarify his position.

"I'm not the marrying type, Brandi," he sighed, using her full name for one of the few times they were alone together.

"Neither am I, Gerard," she responded in kind. "That's got nothing to do with the fact that I love you."

"I know. I just don't want you getting hurt."

"I'm a big girl. I can handle it."

"You... you know I love you too, right?"

"In your own way, yes."

"I can't give you more."

Turning in his arms to face him, she gently stroked his cheek. "Baby, I'm happy with what you do give me. I wouldn't change a thing."

"You're lying," he said, being more honest than he expected to be in the tender moment they were sharing.

"I'm really not. I know you. I know what you need. I give that to you. I give you your freedom, and my support. And what you give me back is more fulfilling than you'll ever know. You've given me a perfect life. It's silly to wish for more when you already give me more than you've given anyone else."

"Except my heart," he said dejectedly, knowing he was letting her down.

At least he thought he was. He didn't know she was actually married. That the love of her life lived in another city. While that relationship was different and difficult, it was also real. The one thing Scott couldn't give her was the massive appendage that swung between Gerard's legs. As devoted as she was to her husband and all the things he provided her, Brandi couldn't move past his four-inch penis. It seemed shallow, and selfish, but she couldn't deny her carnal urges. Scott couldn't help with that.

So it was that she was in love with two men. One couldn't fuck her properly no matter how much he wanted to please her. The other couldn't commit to a real relationship because that big piece of meat he was blessed with couldn't be satisfied with one woman. Or a dozen.

Brandi never would have asked that of him. She was the female version of him. When she decided to move to Los Angeles and leave her husband in San Francisco, she made the decision to seek out what she craved. Big cocks, and lots of them. She loved the variety in her sex life as much as Gerard did his. That's what made them perfect together. He just couldn't believe that, no matter how much she tried to convince him. That worked in her favor, though. If he ever changed his mind; if he ever professed his true feelings for her and acted on them, she wasn't sure what she would do. She'd never divorce Scott. The financial ramifications alone were too significant. More than that, she was certain it would ruin what she and Gerard already shared.

"I'm in your heart, Gerard. That's what matters to me. I know how you feel, even if you won't say it like I do."

"Brandi, I love you. I'm just never going to love you. I know that's..."

She kissed him, the passion building quickly between the two. His cock had already been hard, but she could suddenly feel the pre-cum leaking as it pressed into her abdomen.

"It's everything baby. I don't want to talk about this ever again. I know how you feel. You know how I feel. In any relationship, no matter how unconventional, that's really all that matters."

"If there's any consolation, and I know there's probably not, I've never been closer than I am right now. What you did for Uncle Felix today... I'll never forget that. Ever."

"That wasn't a pity fuck, baby. Good dick is good dick. That man knows what he's doing. I meant what I said... I'll be dropping by here every month, and I'll be doing it for me, not him."

"That's my B."

"And don't you forget it," she giggled. "Now, are going to fuck me or not?"

"Not," he said with a shake of his head.

"Really?"

Rolling her over, he gently spread her legs with his knees. "No... were making love," he promised as he sank his length slowly into her depths.

"Yeeeeeessss!" she hissed.

"If it's good enough for Uncle Felix, it's good enough for me."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Saturday morning, March 23rd

Brandi was driving down the interstate, the top still up on her convertible. Christina was blindfolded in the passenger seat, fast asleep and totally naked. She still had her collar around her neck. Around her lower region was an actual chastity belt. Hanging from the top of the belt were sixteen condoms tucked in place, each of them with a big load of cum inside dangling from the front. It looked like a perverted skirt of sorts.

Brandi had done a little over half the work to create the decorative look hanging from that belt, having fucked some of Gerard's managers to add to the total they wanted Christina to think she'd has sex with. For her part, Christina had indeed fucked seven men. But none of them were strangers as she was led to believe, other than Felix. They were other managers in the group, and she'd met all of them before. In truth she'd sucked all twenty of the team that Gerard had assembled, part of her learning how to deep throat.

The idea of this plan was to make Christina believe what Gerard was capable of, but also to be realistic about the risks. They wanted to push her... and in some ways break her, as Brandi alluded to the night before. Having her think she'd been forced to whore out her body was just a part of it. Making her believe that she'd had to let that many men fuck her just to make financial restitution to Gerard was also an important piece of the set up.

Christina roused, barely. She was still incredibly high, and the sedative did it's job. Gerard ended up carrying her down to Brandi's car and putting her inside. Once they had her settled, he and Brandi stood by the trunk of the BMW and discussed the next phase of their plan. Which was actually Brandi's plan. She was running the show.

"So what do we do next?" Gerard asked.

"We take advantage of something she confided to me in the bathroom."

"What's that?"

"She's going to Palm Springs with her family on spring break in a few weeks. They leave April 6th."

"Okay. How does that factor into this?"

"We just got her in the fold. She's going to be craving cock. But you own her pussy. We need to use that to our advantage."

"Out with it. I can see the wheels turning on that pretty little head of yours."

"You know me all too well. Look, she's already been told she can't take the collar off until you tell her she can. We combine that with this," she said as she hit the fob in her hand, opening the small trunk. Pulling out a leather bag, she opened it, showing him what was inside.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"I don't know. What do you think it is?"

"A chastity belt?"

"Then yes. It's exactly what you think it is." Pulling out a plastic bag from inside the leather one, she added, "These are sequentially numbered plastic wire ties. They start at number one hundred, and there's two hundred in here."

"I'm listening."

"If you help me, we'll put the belt on her, and seal it closed with the first one. You're going to control her pussy until she leaves for vacation. Every time she wants to take it off to go to the bathroom or take a shower, she has to text you. You'll give her permission, but you'll insist she do everything through facetime on her phone so you can keep tabs on her. She's not cumming again unless she's fucking you... which you're going to limit. Once a week, three hours together, every Wednesday until she goes on vacation. You'll only be with her twice before she goes. You can't cave, Gerard. If you need pussy, you'll have to use one of your other hotwives."

"I don't have any at the moment. You know that. I've been putting all of my energy into her."

"Huh. Funny how that worked out," she winked. "So you call me and I'll be there. She can only have you during that small window each week."

"I don't understand. How will I know she's not cheating?"

"I told you, the ties are numbered. You'll watch her cut one off, do what she needs to do, and then she has to put the belt back on and secure it with the next number in the sequence. You'll literally watch her do it. If you want to check on her randomly to see if she's behaving, you shoot her a text telling her she has five minutes to send you a picture of the tag she has on at that moment. You'll be able to tell from the timestamp on the picture if she's lying."

"Fuck. You're wicked."

"That I am. You won't release her from your ownership until the actual day she leaves on her trip. By then she'll be a horny fucking mess. And that will work out perfect. You'll tell her she's free to get her hotwife on all she wants while she's on vacation."

"How is that perfect?"

"Have you ever trolled for big black cock in Palm Springs? I have. It doesn't exist. Old white men retire there. It's all about golf. Not fucking. She picked the worst place in the world to go for spring break if you're a hotwife. My guess is they have some condo there, or a time share. She probably loved it before she became a hotwife. Now? Ha... she might find someone to play with, but it's highly unlikely."

"Okay... so what then?"

"I have some ideas. But let's get through the next couple of weeks first. This is already going to be a challenge for you if you decide it's what you want to do."

"For me?"

"Gerard, you're literally going to control her bodily functions. The chastity belt is to keep her from fucking... and cumming. But she needs to contact you just to go to the bathroom. It's going to be like having a baby. You'll have to be available for her day and night. We're setting this up for the future, but if you don't answer her when she needs to go, we'll be wasting the opportunity we just spent all night creating. Are you up for this?"

"Looks like I have to be. Uncle Felix will kick my ass if I let her off the hook."

"So will I. I've busted mine for us this time. I'm thinking way outside the box here. I'm doing everything I can think of to push her like we need to. A little over two weeks. You just have to be there for her for a little over two weeks. Can you?"

"Yeah. Let's do this," he grinned.

"One more thing. Did you install the tracker app on her phone like I asked when you got her to unlock it the day I met her."

"You mean the day you showed her how a slut really sucks cock?" he laughed.

"Yes. Did you?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Because it's going to come in handy going forward."

"Care to explain?"

"Not now. But it's going to play a big part in what we do with her after she comes back from vacation."

"Listen to you... what we do with her. I can't believe how much you embrace doing this with me."

"I told you, we're partners, and it plays to my kinks. It's exciting. C'mon. Help me get her into the chastity belt. I need to get her home."

Brandi pulled into Christina's development a little before ten. She slowed for the speed bump, navigating it carefully. Billy recognized the car immediately and got excited. After all, he'd fucked the beautiful blue-eyed blonde. And the woman she was apparently there to see.

Leaning his head out the guard shack window, he flashed a toothy smile as the car pulled to a stop.

"Good morning, Brandi," he called out.

"Good morning, Billy. How are you this morning?"

"My day just got a lot brighter now that I've gotten to see you."

"Awe... that's sweet."

"I assume you're here to have some naughty fun with Christina today?"

"You could say I've already had some. I'm hoping you can help me."

"Sure. With what?" She hit the button on her console, making the top of her convertible open up. In seconds Billy realized that she wasn't alone in the car, and that the passenger he easily recognized was naked, and out cold. "Jesus... what the fuck did you do with her?"

"She crossed Gerard again. Had to make it up to him."

"Is she okay?"

"She's fine. Smoked too many dabs last night."

"Christina Edwards... doing drugs. I've heard of everything now."

"Yeah, well... I'm a bad influence."

"What's she wearing?"

"A chastity belt. The collar is staying on. He's proving a point about who that pussy belongs to right now."

"And the condoms," he snickered.

Brandi shrugged. "She found out what it's like to be a whore. I don't know what else to say."

"Damn. That girl was busy."

"You have no idea. Look, I promised to have her home by ten, but I'm not going to be able to fight to get her dressed. Any ideas?"

"What do you mean?"

"Her kids don't need to see her like this, Billy. Can you help me get her clothes on?"

"Her kids aren't home."

"They're not?"

"No. Miguel took them with him and his kids. They're going to breakfast and then to a movie."

"Okay. Well, I guess that made this a little easier. Other than I have to introduce myself to her husband."

"I don't think he's home either."

"You don't?"

"Well, I'm not certain, but when I was with him and Sabrina the other night, he said they were going to have a threesome with her cousin Consuela at an apartment she keeps on the side."

"Wow... this is a happening neighborhood."

"You don't know the half of it," he laughed.

"So how do I get her in the house?"

"You'll have to wake her up. We don't have access to their homes unless they give it to us."

"Okay. Well, that'll have to do I guess. Thanks."

"No. Thank you. You made my day."

"If you really want me to make your day, I could stop by on the way out."

"Thanks. But I wouldn't want to you to think I just look at you as a piece of ass."

"I hope not. I'm an exceptional piece of ass. Will you get in trouble if I pop in for a quickie?"

"I don't know."

"So then the question is, am I worth the risk?"

"Ha! See you when you come back through."

"I was hoping you'd say that," she winked, waving playfully as she pulled through the gate he'd opened.