Inferno

INFERNO

This is a complete work of fiction. All characters and dialogue are completely fictional. Any resemblance to people living or dead is entirely coincidental.

No sexual activity of any kind involves characters younger than 18 years old.

This chapter can stand alone but it is the culmination of all the prior chapters. Label Warnings:Interracial, BDSM, Gang Bang, Human Waste

Your comments are greatly appreciated, especially since we have arrived at the intended conclusion of Annie's journey. From the very beginning this was the destination.

A word of explanation: more than 20 years ago a woman told me about an event in her life that took maybe 4 or 5 sentences to describe. I thought immediately that it was such a highly erotic scene that getting to it would make a great story. It has stayed within me for these past 20+ years.

Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read the entire journey, it's been a pleasure writing it. Tell me, if you would, what is good and what is not so good, I have thick skin and I listen; for example, TLDR. The feedback helps writing future stories, you can comment here or send me an email.

Chapter 22 Hate Fuck

I told Beverly to go ahead with filing the divorce papers, it was such an emotionless way to 'nominally' end my 20-year marriage. I felt sad that I had to go through this charade. Jerry and I still slept together every night, we still had sex multiple times a week because now there almost seemed to be an urgency, as if our intimacy might be taken away from us at any moment.

I told Jerry about Will. I couldn't hide my desire. At least twice a week Guns would pick me up mid-afternoon, drive me to Will's house where Will would dominate me, both emotionally and physically, 'til past midnight. Will desired both my company and my body.

All the porn that he had watched was pictured in Jerry's mind whenever Will called for me. Jerry had seen firsthand what Will could do to my pussy, he saw how I reacted, he knew every time I left home that Will would utterly possess my body, his wife's body. I never heard a peep of resistance from Jerry.

I met Adrian. He was a beautiful young man, he must have many of his mother's fine delicate features, if he wasn't so big and muscular like his father he'd almost be too pretty. His brain and calm demeanor were what set him apart though; I thought these were the characteristics of a leader. Heexpectedthat he would be the one making the decisions, and he was OK with that; that was such mature recognition for one just leaving high school.

At breakfast one morning, Will told him that I was in the process of divorcing and that I would likely be spending quite a bit of time here, in their home.

I had to add though, "I'm divorcing for legal reasons only. I don't have any ill will toward my husband; in fact, we may even be closer now than before. But the courts may take him away from me. I also have three children who need my care."

Adrian, said, "Josh and I have met." I sensed no rancor in his voice, "then there's Erin and Kelly the cheerleaders, is that right?"

"Yes, my twin babies," he was certainly aware of my family, "we were all there at the game."

Adrian then said, somewhat sadly, "Josh disrespected the game. It was a beautiful game 'til then." Did I sensedisappointmentin his voice.

I recalled Josh hitting Adrian in the face then the two of them falling in a pile together under the basket. I had nothing to say; I remembered thinking at the time that it was awfully rough what Josh did.

./.

My upbringing was that partners should be 'faithful'. I had been faithful for almost 20 years, until Jerry set me loose. I had been faithful to Kitten after she demanded of me, 'no other women'. Virgil never asked; I still don't think he wanted a partner; Lucia, I'm guessing, was still too close to his heart. But with Will it was different, I wasbecominghis partner in a way. Iwantedto be faithful to him. I knew that Virgil could and would have me whenever he wanted, but he hadn't asked for my presence in his life the way Will was doing it.

There was to be a week-long business gathering that Will attended every year over Labor Day. He told me that he wanted me to accompany him everywhere that week. The Fordham Group also sponsored a Charity dinner at $10000 a plate that his team organized where he was the Host, he wanted me to be his Hostess with him.

I can't imagine him referring to me as his 'filthy white whore' at this event. Even Daenerys would require too much explanation. Everyone knew the name and would want an explanation. I had to ask.

"At these events, how would you refer to me, Will?"

Hehadconsidered this, his deep voice resonated within me, "I will introduce you as Anne Delaney, my lovely partner; between us, you will always be 'D'.

./.

I needed to be able to spend as many days as possible with Kitten before she left for California. We tried to be together every day if possible; many days we didn't just rush to fall into bed in a maelstrom of flying tops, thongs and shoes. We did a lot of shopping, often with the twins. Kitten needed a full wardrobe of new work clothes; the girls needed new Senior year clothing; I needed to begin building a wardrobe of elegant wear for when I accompanied Will; he had provided an Amex card for my clothing.

During the third week of July Kitten invited me to have dinner with Virgil and her at their house, I would stay the night with her. In a week she would be leaving for California, in a month she would be in her new job. Even thinking about it hurt my soul.

When I walked inside, I stopped. Kitten looked at me and nodded, yes, I was expected to be naked whenever I was in Virgil's house. I stripped and folded my clothing neatly in a pile at the door.

I wondered if he would check to see if I had folded everything to his satisfaction?

I helped Kitten fix dinner for the three of us and ate with them, naked, while they both remained dressed. It was so erotic being on display like that.

Virgil didn't touch me that night, I was in Kitten's arms all evening and all night. We watchedSteel MagnoliasandThe Devil Wears Prada. We were naked together, curled under a giant throw in 'our' corner of the couch with a pitcher of margaritas to induce more tears. Our affair was coming to an end.

Kitten had a lovely new life to lead while I was moving even farther away from my former vanilla life. The evening was soo bittersweet, I loved spending my evenings with her like this, but I kept having to tell myself that it was good that Kitten would be leaving soon; she would be happy for the rest of her life with Tom, in their new home. Then the realization dawned on me, Kitten's happiness and my pain are linked. In my mind we were back at the BDSM club, I was sobbing, she was radiant and glowing in happiness at inflicting pain on my body. All I could hear were her beautiful whispers in my ear all night while I suffered. That was perfect, something I'll never forget. I can bear the pain if Kitten is happy. My mom showed me how to do it.

Falling asleep in her bed after making love to each other, my arms protectively around her, was as peaceful as I've ever been. She had fucked me with her purple serpent for over an hour bringing multiple orgasms to each of us. When she collapsed exhausted, I slipped between her legs and loved her sex with my mouth and fingers until she cried that she was so tender that even my breath was scalding her. I relented, I slid one thigh over her hip and rested it on the raw flesh below her mound and hugged her, my head nestled upon her racing heart as she stroked my hair. The violence and tenderness of our love was our special gift to one another in our final days together.

./.

Virgil called the next day, just after I had returned home.

"Angel, let's talk."

Oh-no, I hate greetings like that.

"Yes, Virgil?"Please don't tell me anything bad. Nothing bad about Kitten.

"Angel, you have made Sara so happy these past 3 months I simply cannot tell you how happy that's mademe. You make her days complete; I've never seen her attached to anyone the way she is with you. Only her mother was as close to her as you are."

Shut up, stupid, I'm going to cry.

I couldn't help myself, I sobbed into the phone, "I will always love your daughter Virgil. I'm going to miss her so much."

"I know you will, Angel," he said soothingly in a quiet voice. I realized by the tone of his voice that he was going to miss her even more; she was his only child, his princess for 26 years. He too would soon be alone.

Virgil might have been sniffling, he continued, "Before she moves out west, Will asked her to do a favor for him. We've set up this event for you on July 28that Will's place off the ACE. You know where it is."

"Yes," I said, "I remember it vividly."

He continued, "It turns out that the lawyers for the Fordham Group have told Will that he cannot be anywhere in the vicinity of the event that evening. He and I have already arranged everything, and hehadplanned to be there, but his lawyers told him the CEO of the Fordham Group cannot be involved in any way."

"He asked Sara to be present and to take his place. He's going to be in San Jose at the new office through mid-August."

That was news to me, and I'm sleeping with Will.

He added, "When Sara learned about it, she said, 'Absolutely, I'll be there'."

"It sounds like a big deal, this scene," I said, pulling for more info.

"There were a lot of moving parts, but everything is ready now."

"Sooooo," I asked. "Tell me about it."

"You'll need to update your STI Cert, Angel. You'll have many partners that night, they all will have updated Certs as well."

"You're whoring me out again, aren't you?Pimp!!" I spat the word in mock anger.

"Not really, I'm fulfilling a wish."

Huh??? Wait, suddenly I realized that they're all going to come inside me!!!!

"Virgil, are you filming this for someone? I'm going to be a cum-dump that night, aren't I?"

"If youwantit filmed itcanbe, but no, and yes that's one way of putting it."

I was jittery nervous inside at the prospect of endless rivers of cum flowing out of me from all three holes.

"How many, Virgil?

"Thirteen, Angel." That's a weird number, I thought, very specific.

"You're going to be there, right?" I asked.

"Yes, without a question, you're going home with me and Sara that night, to sleep in my bed. Sara wants to pick you up that afternoon, then the two of you will pick up me."

I was both tense and nervous, but it seemed that this would be the same as the Hamptons, where I felt safe and happy all evening. I could do this, especially if VirgilandKitten were there for me.

On July 15th, I received a letter from E&J Productions, Inc. Inside was a note from Elly that simply said, 'Thank you, Annie, we're working like mad to do rewrites with your idea. Let's get together with Sara one last time on the 25th.' Wrapped in a single sheet of stationary was a check made out to Anne Delaney in the amount of $10,000. It was the first paycheck I had ever received in my entire adult life.

I proudly showed my check to Kelly and Erin as I took it to deposit it in my new account and told Josh about it when he came home for dinner. My oldest child would be leaving home in three weeks, but I wasn't traumatized, he would be barely an hour away. But the feeling of loss within me remained. He was a grown man now, he could go to war, he could vote, he was considered independent under the law. But I could still make the cookies he loved so much and drop them off at his dorm, well packaged of course to hide what was inside. I consoled myself that I could hug him when I needed to hug him to make sure that he was safe even though I didn't see him every single day and night. I was proud that he had been accepted at Princeton, he worked hard for four years to get there, but I had to start to let go. How was I supposed to do that?

Kelly seemed to glow now. She had been morose after her Prom but now my quiet flower seemed to be blooming in dazzling sunshine. I just had to know. "Kell, how's everything going?"

"Great, Mom." Non-committal but still chipper.

"You seem more outgoing, rather than ensconced in a book. Is it Paddy? Are you in contact with him?"

She was immediately embarrassed, her pale skin turned crimson, "Mom, he's so smart!"

"You'revery smart, my straight-A darling."

Perceptive too, she changed subjects in the blink of an eye.

"Are you going to miss Sara not being here?

I almost sobbed as I felt tears fill my eyes.

"I will miss her so much, baby,"Kellywasmybaby. "But I want Kitten to be safe and be protected out west even more than I'll miss her being with me. It will hurt," my youngest daughter watched the emotions flow across my face, "but knowing that she is safe and loved is worth the all the pain."

Kelly hugged me.

She then said, "You sound like a mother at a wedding." I felt that way. I know I'd feel that way atherwedding too, so long as it wasn't in Mexico, next week.

./.

The morning of my 'event' I told the children that I'd be at Sara's that night. They didn't need to know any more. I texted Jerry that I'd be home late tomorrow, I guessed.

Sara drove Virgil's SUV, it was blazing hot at the end of July, the humidity was oppressive inland.

Normally we'd be preparing to go to the shore for the first two weeks of August, but Jerry's attorneys had told him that his being charged was imminent and that he should remain at home or the office as usual. Apparently, it was a legal courtesy of law enforcement if there was little or no risk of flight.

I held Sara's hand all the way to her house to pick up Virgil. We were both in shorts and flip flops and tee shirts. I noticed that her golden skin was even more glowing, "You've been swimming I said."

"Yeah, I still run but it's mostly in the very early morning before the sun gets too hot. I swim and study most of the rest of the day."

We hadn't had much of a chance to talk about the script Elly and Jason had shown us three days before.

"What do you think of it?" I asked.

She said, "The connection of the two, like you and I connected over lunch, needs to be made stronger, more visceral and rawer. You and I wanted to attack each other, we were almost two animals panting with desire."

I remarked in awe, "That's a beautiful phrase, Kitten."

"Put that thought in her mind make it show on her face as she recognizes her need for him. Then have him reflect her need and watch his face as he recognizes prey to be had."

I asked, "Was Iyourprey that afternoon?"

She made a girly feline growl. "Ohhhh sweetie, you were raw meat, and I hadn't seen food in a month,"

"Ooooooooo, scary."

Then she stuck her tongue out at me.

"How do you think they should do the physical domination, later in the script?" I asked.

She said, "I think he should tease her libido with the promise of even greater domination if they went to a more physical level, a riskier level, a more dangerous level. It could begin with exhibitionism to force her character to put herself at risk under his command. How embarrassing would it be for her character, a successful actress, to be caught nude in a compromising situation."

"Like you did to yourself during Senior year," I asked?

"I thought you'd have forgotten all my dumb risks," she said sheepishly, "but yes something like that."

"Speaking of dumb risks, do you know what's going to happen tonight? Am I taking dumb risks?" I asked. "I understand that there will be no condoms used."

Kitten hesitated, "I think it may be hard tonight, my love. It's why Imustbe there with you."

WHAT?? Virgil didn't say anything about that before.

"What do you mean 'hard'?"

"Hard in every way, sweetie."

Oh no, not sweetie again. "You're not going to hurt me tonight, are you, Kitten?"

"No, my love," she paused, "I'm going to show themhowto hurt you," the horror of Vicious Kitten, suddenly set free, dawned on me. She would use others to do her depraved crimes upon my body. That's why she leapt at the chance!

I stopped breathing. I was now terrified. The air conditioning in Virgil's SUV suddenly had been turned down to near freezing, I was shivering in fear.

"I still have my safe words and signals, don't I, Miss?"

"Reluctantly, yes," she said coldly with a smirk.

Did I trust her? I wasn't sure.

OMG!!!! "Miss, I need to find a drug store as soon as possible."

"Why?"

"I just do, please."

"Not until you tell me why. I'm not stopping."

"Please Miss?"

"Just tell me why, sweetie."

Did I trust my lover? I was forced to, "I need something for tonight."

"Tell me and we'll stop; there's one near my house."

I was so embarrassed and felt so dumb, "I need to pick up enemas."

"Ohhhh, sweetie, are you afraid of getting a little poopy in your mouth tonight? We both know that you don't mind that at all, do you?" Her voice turned whisper-quiet, "We both know that if I ask you to remain full back there, that you'd do it for me wouldn't you, sweetie?"

My heart raced wildly in my chest; an animal caught in a 3-sided canyon surrounded and blocked by a pack of hungry wolves.

"Please, Miss, please don't," I begged.

"Oh, sweetie, you sound so vulnerable now, I'll love seeing your partners make a filthy mess of your ass and your face and your mouth. You know me so well, Angel, you planned this didn't you because youknewthat I couldn't resist forcing you to complete your public defilement, am I right?"

Depraved Kitten seemed to shiver, "God, this turns me on so much;Iwant to be defiled like that - but I can't - but I canwatchit happen to you - all night - and live vicariously. What a filthy mess you'll be. Oh, FUCK, that would be so hot," her hand went inside the waist of her shorts to her womanly core and she pressed hard.

"No stroking and driving, beautiful," I admonished her.

She swerved into a Walgreens and screeched to a stop far from the front door, "Take your time, sweetie, I have this delicious vision of you in my eyes." Her shorts were at her ankles already; she was lightly caressing her drooling sex.

How could Inotlove this woman?

I took about as long as I knew it would take me to bring myself off in a sudden rush of uncontrollable lust, then strolled back to Kitten. She was slumped in the front seat, still half naked and trembling. She raised the two middle fingers of her right hand to me.

"Clean."

I did as I was told,..... because that's what whores do.

"We'll have to drive the rest of the way with the window's open or when my dad gets in, he'll think that we had sex in his beautiful Lexus. He won't be happy."

I entered the front door of Virgil and Kitten's house and immediately removed my clothing. Virgil was on the patio after just finishing a swim. He looked gorgeous all tan and fit, I had a desire to lick his chest and nipples. He apparently had the same idea.

He stepped inside, walked over to us, lifted me up and kissed me fully and completely on the lips then dropped his head to my right nipple and began to suck on it.

"Daaad, I'm still here," Kitten alerted her horny father. He didn't stop, he bit my nipple and I moaned in delight.

"God, at least drag her upstairs, Dad." Kitten huffed and stomped away toward the kitchen.