Alex - 10 Days of Torment Ch. 32

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Out of rehab, Alex helps Christina reshape their marriage.

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Early Wednesday Morning, May 28th

Christina had prepared herself for a long journey. She wasn't sure why, really. It didn't matter where Alex was taking her, as much as it mattered why. They were in his Mercedes, traveling north on along the Coast Highway on their way to a drug rehabilitation facility that Maggie had arranged for her. It was a very well regarded program that was progressive, with a very high success rate of treating heroin addiction.

What stunned her was the distance they'd had to travel to get there. They'd left the house at about 7:30, with her having said goodbye to her children. It was an emotional moment, but because she'd been honest with them about what she'd done and why she needed to go in for treatment, it made the interaction a little easier. She gave Maggie a hug and kiss as well, thanking her for being there for the kids and Alex, and telling her she was looking forward to exploring the exciting possibilities that awaited them as polyamorous partners once the rehab was behind her.

She'd said her goodbye to Gerard the day before. He'd abused her deliciously late Monday night and well into Tuesday morning, bringing her to a magical state of endorphins induced bliss through a very intense BDSM scene. He'd made her cum, making her high from the release of the chemicals in her brain through increasing levels of pain play, and then he'd been there to provide her the necessary aftercare to help her come back down gradually and safely. It was a powerful experience... the best she'd ever had as a submissive, and it proved that she didn't need heroin or cocaine to create that feeling of floating inside her mind.

That next day, once they'd had some nourishment, he once again pounded her pussy with a ferocity that she craved from her bull. Yes, she loved that she could call him her boyfriend freely around her close friends and family, but her mind went to a different place when he acted like her BBC bull.

She'd asked him to treat her that way, knowing there would be a discernible difference. Normally it would have had to have been in a special setting to create that mindset, like a hotel or his place. She was looking at the pool house in the same vein to help trigger that emotion inside her. And he fucked her different when he was thinking like a bull. It was more raw and animalistic. She became his possession, which was what drew her to him in the first place. It was why she wanted to go away with him on an extended weekend; to be used in ways she had no control over. She'd been robbed of that experience.

Once he'd given her what she wanted, by taking what he wanted, they actually made love. He didn't have sex that way very often, but he needed to show her that indeed he had a tender place in his heart when it came to their relationship. He stuck around long enough to see the kids when they came home from school. Then he was off, leaving her with her husband.

Alex did the opposite. He made love to her that night. Then he took what he wanted after waking 'his Queen' with the customary orgasm from eating her pussy expertly. He knew it was a risk, as she was likely carrying some kind of STD. But he needed to prove that he loved her no matter what. It was stupid on a lot of levels, and she cautioned him that herpes was certainly on the radar. Yet he ignored her warnings and made her cum harder than she ever thought possible.

As she was shaking from what he could do with just his tongue, he raised up, grabbed her by the ankles and twisted her over roughly onto her stomach. Swatting her sore ass, still feeling the impact of what Gerard had done to her while she was his sub slave, he instinctively lifted it, burying himself in her cunt and fucking her with a force that made the bed rattle and shake. Or perhaps that was her.

She was disappointed that she wasn't leaking his cum... the idea of having to use condoms because she'd been too out of control under Brandi's spell making her angry. It was just another thing she'd be dealing with at the rehab clinic. She knew would be examined by a doctor and checked for various STD's. She wanted all of it behind her.

That journey was about to start a lot sooner than she anticipated. They'd only traveled about twelve miles when he turned left in Newport Beach.

"Where are we going, sweetie?"

"To the rehabilitation center."

"It's here?"

"Yes. It's a block from the beach," he replied. "It's a very small place. Looks more like a series of condos according to Maggie. It's very one on one, and yes... getting out and going to the beach is part of the therapy, depending on how things go. It's pretty forward thinking. But it's hard. Just because it's here, don't go into this thinking you're on vacation. You've got a lot of serious challenges to meet in order to be released. You're not coming home until they say you're ready. You'll be under constant scrutiny. Like Maggie said, it's scheduled for three weeks, but if they're not happy with your progress, or they feel you aren't taking it seriously, it'll be a lot longer."

"I know it's not going to be easy. I just thought it would be... I don't know. Farther from home, maybe?"

"Trust me Chris. It's going to feel like you're a thousand miles away. You're going to be cut off from us. So, that goes for myself and the kids too. I'm not looking forward to this at all. We just got you back. I can only imagine what you must be feeling right now."

"At least you're going to be getting fucked every day by a gorgeous redhead. I'm going to be masturbating ten times a day just trying to stay sane."

"Ha! Okay. Good luck with that. Just know you'll be doing it on camera. There's absolutely no privacy to speak of. Constant scrutiny, remember."

"You know, I don't care. They're going to know a lot of this was brought on by trying to explore my sexuality. It won't be the first time I'd be on a security camera having some kind of sex. Maybe I can talk my way into getting them to give me the footage so I can put it on my Pornhub page."

"What? Are you really going to keep that?" he asked.

"I was kidding. But I am keeping it up for right now. We'll see how I'm feeling about it when I'm done with rehab."

"I'm okay with you keeping it."

"Because it turns you on," she smirked. "But it also links me to all the ways I fucked up. I'm keeping... for now. Mainly because I just texted the link to Shayna this morning. So it's up at least until I get out so she can do a little research of her own. I love the idea of being her role model. We really hit it off."

"Role model, or mentor?"

"If you're asking me that because you're worried I'm going to make the same mistakes as the bitch, don't. I'm not even sure I want to work there," she said out of context, referring to Gerard's gyms.

"But you printed off his proposal his morning."

"Yes, because I promised him I'd think about it while I'm here. Is this it? Is this the place?" she wondered as he parked along the street.

"Yes. Right there, on the corner."

"Huh. It is cute. This is going to suck, but at least the accommodations look awesome."

"Maggie visited it. They are. They even have a full gym for you to work out."

"Well, I'll definitely be taking advantage of that. Look, Alex. I don't know what I'm going to do once I'm out, other that trying to make things up to you."

"You have nothing to make up for. I'm part of the reason you have to go to get help."

"You're just saying that. You know better. I need to make things right between you and me, and what our real relationship is going to be going forward. I can't just pretend I can keep being a hotwife."

"Even if that's what I want?"

"Do you? Really? Or are you saying that because if I'm not, it puts your and Maggie's relationship in jeopardy?"

"What?"

"That was your premise for me staying in one with Gerard, wasn't it... so you can keep banging Maggie guilt free."

"That's not... why would you -"

"Relax. I'm not going to make you break things off with her. You can say you played a part in my plight, and on some level, you did... but I was the one that was out of control. I was also the one that invited Maggie into our marriage. No matter what mistakes I've made, that wasn't one of them. She not only orchestrated my rescue, she took care of the kids as well. They love her, which is why, in part, you love her. I'm going to have to come to terms with that. But, and I mean this... no matter what I ultimately decide regarding Gerard, or how I determine my role in our marriage becomes regarding Maggie, I am not going to disinvite her being a part of our family. If some kind of a polyamorous relationship isn't in the cards, I still want you to be with her. You need to promise me that."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. Very. Promise me please."

"Okay. I promise... if for no other reason than the kids."

"Fuck that. You're doing it for you. Understood?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Sweetie, I'm not trying to lord over you right now. Or at all, really. I'm not leading you."

"I want you to, Christina. I just want to be a stag instead of a cuck."

"I'm not sure I can do that."

"I... I can't be a cuck, Chris."

"No. I meant I'm not sure I can be a hotwife anymore. I'm not sure I can really be Gerard's girlfriend. If that was the last time I'm ever going to be with him, I'm at peace with it. If I exercise my demons and determine I can handle it, I assure you, you'll be my stag. You have my word. My goal is to be a good girl, complete the program, and get back to my family. I can't say I'm going to get back to that life because I might find out that being a hotwife is some kind of trigger. That could very well be the case."

"Do you really think so?"

"I'm not going to think, Alex. I'm going to be brutally honest about everything I've done, and let the therapists help me navigate my way out of the maze and haze I left in my wake. That's the only way I'm going to find my way back to you as a whole person. And the person that this program says that I am.. well, that's who I'll need to be. I'm not going to presuppose anything, let alone pretend that I have the future figured out. I've got to put in the work first. I'm ready to do that. We'll talk about where we go from here, hopefully in three weeks. Wish me luck." She opened the door, but leaned over to kiss him.

"Wait. You don't want me to come in with you?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I don't want you to see me in there, no matter how nice it is. I need to do this myself."

Kissing him tenderly, she asked him to pop the trunk. A minute later she was carrying her bags to the door of the facility. A welcoming woman opened it for her and she stepped inside, flashing him a quick smile before she did. He put the top up on the convertible as he pulled away slowly. Parking in a public lot a couple of miles from the facility, he broke down.

When he finished crying, he tried to pull himself together. He was thankful he had the good sense to take the rest of the day off. Putting the car in gear, he turned on his signal and waited for traffic. "That was harder than dropping her off in that crackhouse neighborhood Gerard had me take her to," he sighed.

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Late Wednesday Afternoon, June 19th

They were all waiting impatiently outside, standing on the sidewalk next to the Navigator. At least the kids were impatient. Maggie and Alex were doing their best to keep them calm, but they understood. They were excited. It was hard not to be.

"When will she be out, daddy?" Sarah asked for the fifth time.

He smiled. "I still don't know, munchkin. Remember, we got here early. It's a quarter to five, and they said they would release her between four-thirty and five. I'm sure there's a lot of paperwork involved."

"It's taking forever," she whined.

"Not really, but I understand. I can't wait to see her too."

Tommy was handling things better than his sister, but he too was tired of waiting. They'd been there a half-hour, and it seemed like the clock was going backwards.

"I hope we never have to do this again," he sighed.

Maggie seconded his thoughts. "That's what we all want, Tiger. I'm sure your mom is no different in that sentiment. We've been able to pretty much do what we've wanted the last three weeks. She hasn't. This couldn't have been fun for her at all."

At 5:00 PM on the button, two Hispanic men opened the doors to the facility, each carrying luggage that Alex quickly recognized as Christina's. She came through the door thirty seconds later, a large beach towel draped over her shoulder. She was in a lime green bikini, and a pair of white sandals. She was wearing stylish sunglasses; her unique hairstyle was wet, and yet flowing in the breeze, most of which was created by her sexy stride.

As soon as she was in sight, Maggie said, "Dibs!"

"Dibs?" Alex laughed.

"Yes."

"You're dibbing my wife?"

"I'm dibbing our wife. I called it. I get to have sex with her first tonight."

"How can you just call dibs like that?"

"Standard dibs rules, just like calling shotgun. The object has to be visible to both of us. Whoever calls it first, gets it."

"So, she's an object now."

"An object of my desire, absolutely!" she pointed.

The kids heard none of that exchange. They saw her and took off, racing between the men to get to her. Christina dropped the towel to the sidewalk, and then dropped to her knees on top of it, waiting with her arms open. Tommy got there first, but he stopped short, letting his sister jump into her arms ahead of him. He followed suit, and they shared a long group hug. Christina kissed them all over their faces, promising that she was better, and that they were never going to have to worry about her going through that again.

Picking up the towel, she threw it back over her shoulder, taking their hands and walking with them to the rest of the pick up party. The two guys were putting luggage in the back, and she took a moment to thank them each by hugging them... and offering a quick intimate kiss as well.

"Gracias Sergio. Gracias Alberto. Hiciste mi estancia mucho más agradable." [Thank you Sergio. Thank you Alberto. You made my stay much more pleasant.]

The taller of the two spoke for them and said, "De nada Venus. Nunca he dicho esto antes, pero hay una parte de mí que quiere que tengas que volver y visitarnos de nuevo". [You're welcome Venus. I've never said this before, but there's a part of me that wants you to have to come back and visit us again.]

¿Qué parte? ¿Fue esa magnífica polla tuya?" she winked playfully. "Aunque lamento decir que no volveré. Estoy curado de ser adicto al herion. Pero sigo siendo una puta. Ustedes dos no me ayudaron con ese problema. Supongo que tendré que ir a una clínica sexual para curarme de eso".

[Which part? Was it that magnificent cock of yours?" she winked playfully. "I'm sorry to say I won't be back though. I am cured of being addicted to heroin. But I'm still a whore. You two didn't help me with that problem. I guess I'll have to go to a sex clinic to get cured of that.]

The other one spoke up. "Lo siento señorita Venus. No sonaba como si quisieras dejar de cuidarnos". [I'm sorry Miss Venus. It didn't sound like you wanted to stop taking care of us.]

"Estoy bromeando, Alberto. Me encanta chupar la polla. Gracias a los dos por arriesgar eso conmigo. ¿Estás seguro de que los videos se han ido?" [I'm kidding, Alberto. I love to suck cock. Thank you both for risking that with me. Are you sure the videos are gone?]

"Sí, señorita Venus. Como dije antes, el sistema es un bucle de veinticuatro horas. Graba encima de sí mismo a menos que entre y lo guarde". [Yes, Miss Venus. As I said before, the system is a twenty-four hour loop. It records over itself unless I go in and save it.]

"¿Y te quedaste con los que te pedí?" [And did you keep the ones I asked for?]

"Si. Sergio te enviará por correo electrónico los videos que querías". [Yes. Sergio will email you the videos you wanted.]

"Bueno, entonces felicidades Estás a punto de convertirte en famosas estrellas porno. ¡No puedo esperar para ponerte en mi página personal!" [Well then congratulations, you are about to become famous porn stars. I can't wait to put you on my personal page!]

Sergio nervously asked, "¿De verdad vas a publicar lo que hicimos contigo en el sitio web?"[Are you really going to post what we did with you on the website?]

"Te prometí que lo haría si me podías conseguir los videos. ¿Todavía quieres que lo haga?" [I promised you I would if you could get me the videos. Do you still want me to?]

"¡Sí! Absolutamente. ¡Eso fue lo más caliente que he hecho!" [Yes! Absolutely. That was the hottest thing I've ever done!]

Alberto exclaimed, "Lo mismo aquí!" [The same here!]

"Si esperas que diga lo mismo, lo siento. Te lo dije, soy una puta. Cuando mires mi página, verás que lo que hicimos no estaba entre mis diez primeros. Pero disfruté lo que hicimos." [If you expect me to say the same, I'm sorry. I told you, I'm a whore. When you look at my page, you'll see that what we did was not in my top ten. But I enjoyed what we did.]

"No nos importa dónde estemos clasificados. Nos sentimos honrados de estar en el sitio web con usted."[We don't care where we are ranked. We are honored to be on the website with you.]

"Bueno, lo serás. Envíame los vídeos. Los editaré y luego te enviaré el enlace por correo electrónico cuando los publique en los próximos días." [Well, you will be. Send me the videos. I'll edit them and then email you the link when I post them in the next few days.]

"Los enviaré esta noche." [I will send them tonight.]

"Estaré buscándolos".[I'll be looking for them.]

"Gracias de nuevo, Venus" Thanks again, Venus.]

"¡De nada, mis voyeurs cachondos!" [You're welcome, my horny voyeurs!]

They left, and Maggie and Alex were stunned. At least Alex was. Maggie said, "My Spanish isn't nearly as good as yours... but I caught most of that, and a few keywords. Did you..."

"Give me a hug, you two," she winked. Maggie and Alex leaned in, and Christina put her head between theirs. When she did, she whispered, "I only sucked them off a couple of times. But it gave me hope that I'd make it through this. And... it gave me a few nighttime privileges I wouldn't have had otherwise."

"What would that be?"

"Believe it or not, the most important to me was snacks in my room," she shrugged. "It's the little things you miss. I'm sorry I was late. I was on the beach. The last few days have been pretty fun."

"With them?" Alex asked.

"No. I did that early on. They work the late night shift. They watch us on the monitors all night. I guess watching me get naked at two in the morning and chronically masturbating became too much. One of them came to check on me, and pointed at the camera to warn me it was there. I waved to it, and then I sucked him off. The next night it was the other guy. I sucked them each off three times to earn their confidence, and the rest falls under the legend of Venus Butterfly."

"Did you... you know?"

"No, baby. I just told you, it was oral only. I got snacks, an extra hour of music, and a morale boost early on when I was really down. They got to cum in my mouth or on my tits a few times each, watch me masturbate all the other nights, and they get put on the internet. It was a win-win."