Alex - 10 Days of Torment Ch. 18

"You are," Ashley replied, a twinkle in her eyes.

"Thanks. Anyway, I don't think you have anything to be concerned about as far as an appeal. Hal pretty much told them about the shit show that's heading their way."

"She's right, Ashley. Come Monday this will all be behind you, and you can think about resuming your career."

"I have a career," she winked.

"You're not going to practice law anymore?"

"Oh, I will. But I think I'm going to keep dancing, at least part-time. I love it," she confessed.

"I'm glad it's worked out for you. But we're also hopeful you'll consider coming to work for us. Maggie and I have talked to Jim Leonard. He has an opening he's looking to fill."

She smirked at his phrasing, but it was Maggie that broke the sexual tension. "I could say the same thing about me," she joked. "Courtroom drama makes me horny!"

"Really?"

"This one did. All that talk by Ashley about getting fucked in the courthouse? You don't see that on Law & Order. Makes you wonder what happens behind the scenes. I'll see you back at the office boss," she grinned.

Maggie took off in a hurry, and they couldn't help but wonder if she was going to find someplace to get herself off. Alex knew she was prodding at Ashley, hinting that she knew about what happened between her and Jack in his chambers. But he also knew Ashley had said what she had on the stand in reference to what he'd done to her after their only appearance in court against each other. The rendezvous in the top floor stairwell.

"You wanted that on the record, didn't you?" he smirked.

"What are you talking about?" she asked with a naughty smile.

"I have to admit, it gave me a bit of a thrill when you said it."

"Good. If it wasn't for that moment, I wouldn't be where I am today. I never realized how miserable I was working for him Alex. My life is so much better because of you."

"Tell me that after Monday."

"I plan to. Have a great weekend."

"I will. You too."

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Saturday morning, April 20th

Christina and Alex both woke up in great moods, albeit for different but similar reasons. Of course, for both of them, it revolved around their blossoming new lifestyle. Sex seemed it was never far from either of their minds.

She was on cloud nine because of how incredible her week had been. Not only had she fucked Gerard every other day starting Monday, each hotel encounter lasted at least three hours. She'd also been given countless orgasms before, after, and on the days in between from the incredible vibrator he'd given her. There was something so exhilarating about the suddenness of a unforeseen climax that drove her crazy with lust. Not to mention the times he'd expertly edge her, leaving it on, making her percolate but never explode. He was in her head, and he truly owned her body. She loved that he was constantly thinking about her... he had to be in order to control her like he was.

Yet the highlight was Wednesday, fucking Gerard in the hotel across from Alex's office... with Alex on his knees in the corner watching her be taken. Watching her be used as a helpless fuck toy. Knowing Maggie was in her husband's office, fully aware of what she was doing.

Alex was made to wear another ball strap. This one wasn't as sinister as the one she put on him Sunday night. It didn't have the tiny pins that dug into his sensitive skin. But it still split his balls apart. He also had the jeweled plug in his ass, which he'd been forced to show her bull. Lastly, he had his hands behind his back; two leather restraints buckled to his wrists, held together with a clasp. He still wasn't allowed to cum, and she didn't trust him not to masturbate. His cock flinched, pre-cum dripping from the head in a steady stream as he watched her be taken.

She made Gerard wear condoms for the sake of appearance. He went along, knowing why she was doing it, but also playing to her naughty whims. She was his plaything, and she gave herself to him willingly. But her duel role as a hotwife also meant she was in control of her cuckold. There was a delicate balance he needed to heed.

Christina wasn't the first hotwife he'd fucked in front of a husband. It was a part of the territory that he'd had to become used to. It didn't happen all that often, and the role the husband's played varied by couple. The first few times it was awkward because he had to navigate the relationship of the couple and determine how they interacted together. He had to read what kind of hotwife he was involved with, which often changed with their significant other in the room, or even participating.

Gerard always fucked them at least once before the husband would be there. His first time with Christina was a rare exception to that rule. Even then, he fucked her before Alex was invited to show up. But she was a rarity; true to her own desires. Most wives acted much differently with their husbands watching, toning things down. Playing things a bit safer, like they didn't want their partner to know how wild and freaky they could really be with their bull. Not Christina. She was the same, and that was in part because of how she treated Alex. In her mind, he was her cuckold.

She proved that true whenever Gerard came, which happened four times in the three hours they were together. She'd asked him not to cum on her, or down her throat. She certainly sucked his magnificent cock, but mostly to get him hard again. She wanted her bull to cum in the condoms he was forced to wear for Alex's benefit. In her view, if her husband was going to be that insistent on her bull wearing them, then he needed to be reminded of who was actually in charge.

When Gerard finished fucking her that final time, depositing yet another impressive load into the reservoir tip of the magnum Alex had purchased for her naughty fun, she put it on the nightstand stand with the other three. Gerard headed to the shower. Christina rolled onto her back and motioned for her husband to join her on the bed.

He was forced to eat her again. She teased him about how he could have been sucking a gallon of hot cum from a messy pussy like he dreamed about. He ignored her, trying to service his queen as best he could considering his hands were still behind his back. She came easily, the stimulation she'd gotten from her thick lover making her clit oversensitive. When Gerard emerged from the bathroom, still half-hard, she pushed Alex off, making him tumble onto his side.

She offered Gerard her pussy again, or her ass... telling him that Alex could pick up the kids so they could spend more time together.

"I gotta get back to work babygirl. I'll make you cum again before the nights over."

"I'd rather you do it with your cock," she winked, playing with her wet hole, running her fingers over her exposed clit.

"Friday, you insatiable slut," he chuckled.

"Friday," she smiled.

As Gerard got dressed, Christina adorned Alex. She tied off each of the used condoms to his ball strap, two on each side, letting them dangle there.

"Damn," Gerard laughed, watching her make him get dressed like that.

"He needs to know what a real man is capable of. Four loads in three hours. A hotwife has to have standards. He's lucky I'm not emptying them into his mouth."

It was something Christina had heard Brandi had actually done to her husband Scott, and it left an impression on her. On how to torment her cuckold.

Alex swallowed hard, concerned that was even a possibility. Concerned it might happen later that night. It didn't, but the mind games it created made him a nervous wreck when he went back to work. So did the wicked glances Maggie gave him every time he passed her desk.

Christina called the office from her van on the way to get the children, her pussy and ass still pulsing from the pounding she'd been subjected to.

"Good afternoon, Shaw, Leonard, Buchanan and Edwards. Alex Edwards office. This is Maggie. How can I help you?"

"You can be honest with me," Christina replied.

"Always, Chris," she said excitedly.

"Did you cum?"

"Three times, which I'm sure is a pittance compared to you. Who's the stud?"

"That's classified. He's my bull."

"Your bull? I've got to learn more about the vernacular of this world you're dragging me into."

"Dragging?"

"Willingly, mind you. That was fucking incredible. I can't believe you're doing this. I can't believe you want me to be a part of it."

"Are you still interested?"

"I'm all in, girlfriend. What's next?"

"Your patience. Step one is to be more outrageous with Alex, starting with tomorrow at Ashley's court date. You need to let him know over the next couple of weeks that you're not only into kinky sex, but you're horny."

"Well I won't be lying to him, that's for damn sure," she giggled quietly.

"We're setting the stage, Mag. I can't tell you when the payoff will happen, but I promise it will if you work with me. Oh... and no more panties around the office. He's going to keep trying to get pictures of you. He's a creature of habit. Still watching porn. Although probably not this week."

"No? What changed?"

"The threat of a cock cage. Up until now he's only been in a ball strap, and a cock ring apparatus. FYI, he's wearing a ball strap now, with four full condoms tied to it."

"Oh my fucking God," she whispered, her eyes darting toward the door to his office, thinking about him in his chair, sitting behind his desk like that. "Four?"

"My bull was inspired today."

"So are you. Tying the condoms to him... making him wear them? You're playing on a entirely different level."

"One I need you to get to. You're going to be doing things to him too, eventually."

"Step up my game. Got it."

"I'm excited you're going to be my partner in crime, Mag. It's going to incredible... for all of us."

"Okay. I'll start on my end," she said as she reached underneath her skirt and began to wiggle her panties over his ass.

"Gradually. We don't want to spook him."

"I don't know how I can gradually take off my panties," she giggled.

"You're doing it now?"

"Isn't that what the queen just commanded?"

"I'm not your queen," she snickered.

"Maybe not. But they're off anyway. Not going to do much good; this skirt is a bit too long to flash him the goods. But it's fun to think about."

"Okay, but like I said, we have to do this gradually. And he can never know you and I are doing this together. He needs to think you're taking control of him on your own. It's all about playing to his submissive tendencies."

"I love this. Thanks for inviting me."

"Thanks for accepting. Let me talk to him. I'm going to give him a challenge that will involve you."

"Sounds kinky."

"Uh... it's not. It's pretty self-serving, actually. But I need to get him to involve you in our lives. It's part of the plan."

"Okay. By the way, I never got the chance to tell you, he told me he was meeting up with you at a hotel. He used lawyer speak. He told the truth, but was just vague enough to make it seem like he was going there to fuck you himself."

"Awesome. Use that!"

"Way ahead of you. I already have the script in my head. Hold on while I get him."

"Okay... talk to you soon."

"Yeah. Bye." She put the call on hold and buzzed Alex's extension. "Mr. Edwards?"

"It's Alex, Maggie."

"It's Mrs. Edwards, Alex," she hummed. "She sounds very satisfied."

"Very what?"

"Too vague? She sounds like a woman that's been fucked hard for the last few hours. I'm jealous," she teased.

"Uh... I'm not sure we should be talking about this on the phone."

"We're not being recorded, Alex. That is unless you hit the button on your end. Besides, you can't drop the bomb you did on me before you went across the street, and then come back over three hours later and pretend nothing happened. Like I said, I'm jealous."

"Jealous?"

"Perhaps that's not the right word. Envious is more like it. I can totally understand why she sounds satisfied. That's an impressive package you're lugging around."

"Maggie!"

"Just calling it like I saw it, at least through the material of your pants. Anyway, she's on line two."

"Oh... yeah," he replied, forgetting why Maggie buzzed him in the first place. He pressed the button, and greeted his wife. "Hi Christina."

"Hello sweetie," she sang happily.

"Are you okay?"

"Physically, yes. I'm sore, but the good kind. Emotionally, I'm spent... he just made me cum again in the parking garage."

"He... he fucked you again?"

"Ha. No. I wish. He made me cum with that fucking vibrator. I wasn't even in the van yet. I was walking to it. It's like he always knows the perfect time to spring it on me."

"Well be careful driving home."

"I'll be fine. I'm sure he's driving at this point too. Speaking of driving, that's why I called."

"I'm not sure what you mean."

"I want a new vehicle. Something more suited for a hotwife. This van screams mother, and I'm tired of feeling like that."

"You're tired of being a mother?"

"No. But after what I just did, having to climb into this monstrosity is depressing. I need something that's sexy. Something that appeals to the hotwife in me, but is also practical for when I am a mother... driving to pick up the kids from school. I'm both, Alexander. But when I'm driving this I don't feel like it. I only feel like a mother right now, and I just got the living shit fucked out of me. That shouldn't happen. I should be soaring and instead I actually feel depressed driving this."

"Okay, I suppose we can start looking for something."

"This isn't a request, sweetie. I want a new vehicle by Friday night."

"That's not a lot of time to shop around, Christina. It's not that simple."

"Maybe I'm not making myself clear. First, if it isn't done by Friday night, you'll be doing it on Saturday, which means I'll be entertaining our guests alone. I'm going to be driving my new ride when I go to get fucked on Monday. Friday is the last time I want to feel this way... unless you think you can pull it off tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? I... I... "

"You know what, you're right. Tomorrow is better. And dealerships are usually open later on Thursdays. You can drive the van to work tomorrow to trade it in after your court date with the cunt."

"It's Ashley," he said as he tried to defend her again, if only for his own sense of pride.

"That's what I said. The cunt. Secondly, you are not shopping for a vehicle. You're buying one."

"It's the same thing."

"No it's not. You're a man. You should know the difference between shopping and buying."

"Christina, you have to shop around to find the right vehicle and the best deal."

"The vehicle is going to be a Lincoln Navigator. Red, with black leather interior. Fully loaded."

"That's... expensive."

"And I suppose you bought your new Mercedes with a coupon."

"Well, no."

"Good. That's the vehicle. No substitutes, Red, black leather interior... and fully loaded. Delegate it to Maggie. Have her search the internet and find what I want. Then I want you to call that dealership, put some money down to hold it, and then trade in the van... tomorrow. Is that understood?"

"That's not something I can delegate to Maggie."

"Would you rather I call her as soon as we hang up and ask her do it myself. Trust me, you don't want that."

"What if she protests?"

"If you tell her she's doing it for me, I guarantee she'll have your problem solved in an hour. You need to learn to trust me, Alexander. Stop thinking and learn to follow my directions. I will be driving my new Navigator on Friday to whatever hotel I choose to fuck at. If you fail, you'll do it Saturday, miss out on being allowed to cum for another week, and you can look forward to another session with your queen in the pool house Sunday night. Am I clear?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good. Get her on it. And don't think I might not call her and check to see if she was asked to help. I'll see you tonight. Have your mouth ready. Mommy needs to cum on that talented tongue of yours again."

"Yes ma'am."

"I love you, Alexander."

"I love you too."

Christina thought back to that memorable afternoon as she poured herself a hot cup of coffee to start her Saturday. Actually, Alex had started it by eating her to a massive climax just a half-hour before. It was the perfect way to begin her day, and he'd been doing that every day that week like she'd requested. The kids were still asleep, what with it being early. They'd had a long week at school, and they were excited about how their Friday had ended. Christina felt the same way.

She'd fucked Gerard at a small seaside hotel. It wasn't much as far as amenities, but it made up for it with the view. They'd had sex with the windows open, overlooking the Pacific. It was as as beautiful as it was powerful, the two crashing together like the waves hitting the shore. It was wet and wild.

She picked the kids up shortly afterward in her brand new Navigator. She felt much more like a hotwife than a mother, but Tommy and Sarah seemed more excited about the SUV than her. It had more features than they could imagine... it was like a theme park in the back, which inspired her. Instead of going straight home, she took them to Disneyland, spending the evening using their Fastpass to get to the front of the lines. She knew Alex would be working late because he'd gotten her the vehicle she wanted the afternoon before, with considerable help from Maggie, who did all the legwork.

Walking to the laundry room, she opened the door to the garage, staring at the shiny red SUV. It was hard to believe she'd convinced Alex to get it for her so easily. It spoke to the newfound power she had in their marriage.

"I've got to thank Maggie," she smiled as she stared at it.

Alex came bouncing down the spiral stairs from their bedroom, his big cock flopping around as he moved. Like Christina, he was naked, the two of them anticipating the arrival of their guests early that afternoon. He poured himself a cup of coffee and went looking for his hotwife, finally finding her sitting behind the wheel of the SUV.

"You look good in that," he grinned.

"You're just saying that because I'm naked."

"Partially. But now that I see you in it, I understand why you wanted it. It suits who you are."

"Thanks. And thank you for buying it for me, sweetie."

"It's not like I had a choice. I didn't want to miss today, and I sure didn't want to invite a whipping sooner than the next one I have coming."

"Does that mean you've come to terms with the fact that you're going to be disciplined regularly?"

"I've accepted it. Not sure I'd say I've come to terms with it just yet."

She stepped down out of the vehicle, pulling him in for a tender kiss. She hugged him tight, her voluptuous body pressing into his. "I'm proud of you, Alex. I know some of the things I'm doing aren't easy for you. But I also know we're going to have a stronger relationship because of it. And... we get to have a lot of fun. I hope you're looking forward to today. I am."

"I am too," he nodded, kissing her more passionately.

His cock began to rise, and she giggled as she spread her thighs, letting it wedge against her wet slit.

"You're not fucking me, sweetie."

"I know. But I'm not going to be able to control how I react when I have the most beautiful hotwife in the world in my arms."

"Playing to my vanity in hopes I'll change my mind?"

"Depends. It's Saturday. The kids are asleep and probably will be for a while since you wore them out last night. You're not wearing your vibrator, which could be interpreted as you being the kind of hotwife that has a stag today like you know I really want to be."

"Awe, you were doing so well up to that point," she teased.