Inferno

INFERNO

This is a complete work of fiction. Prior activities in prior chapters will affect future actions. All characters and dialogue are completely fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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

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Chapter 9 Annie Makes the Final Commitment

During the tax season Jerry's hours at the office often ran to midnight, usually not later. This year however, he was there even to 2am on occasion. He was up again at 6am to be back at the office by 7. I didn't feel him come to bed and only vaguely remember him leaving. I was an emotional wreck. I needed to talk to him, I needed his support, I needed his strength.

I was a frail petal being blown in the wind. At any time, I could land and be crushed. At 8:30 after the children had left I called Jerry at the office, "Jerry I really need to talk to you today, can I meet you for lunch."

A hesitation, "Annie, today is a really bad day. I have a meeting at 10:30 that may last though lunch. Why don't you call me at 5 and we'll see if we can talk over dinner here at the office. This stupid meeting is likely to take up 3 hours that I need to be working on returns."

I hung up, still depressed. I felt alone. Fucking tax season. This year the billings were significantly higher than past years but... was it worth it? We were already missing the best years of our lives for 4 months every single year.

I have to stand on my own two feet and make my own decisions for myself, right or wrong. It's times like this that caused the distance in our sex life and in our affection. Jerry told me to take charge and satisfy myself because he can't. I am alone now so I'll go on alone and take my pleasures as I want them. I know that I am a disappointment to my mom but I'm a grown woman and I have to deal with that.

Maybe at dinner tonight Jerry will tell me that he's hired a new accountant to take a major part of the load from his shoulders.

I looked at the white phone on my dresser. Why did he have to askthatquestion? I picked it up and there was a message: 'Annie, call me whenever you get a chance.'

I looked in the mirror, there was the real Annie Delaney staring back at me, sad and alone. I had given up my darkest secret to someone I had met twice. What a moron I was. He knew how horrible a person I was; I didn't deserve all the love and strength that my mom gave me all those years. I was weak and led on by the stirrings between my legs.

I looked in the mirror again, how many times had I told Jerry, "Look at the slut in front of you, that's who your wife is." I've known who I was all along. Now, I've just let someone other than Jerry see me as I really am.

Looking again, "Yes, Annie Delaney, you are a slut and a whore. Let them all use you. That's what you want isn't it?" My eyes looked into her eyes. Recognition.

I called Jerry at 5 to see what he wanted for dinner. Sophie was working late as usual to 6pm during the season. "Hi, Sophie, it's Annie. Are you swamped as usual?"

"Annie, I'm the Titanic and we just hit the iceberg. We're taking on water fast."

"Jerry's treating you OK, isn't he?"

"Jerry's perfect except he seems so distracted and overwhelmed. He has all the files for the new group of clients and I'm doing everything else. Today a group of these clients was in the conference room for nearly 4 hours. I ordered sandwiches and nobody ate anything."

I asked, "Is he around? Can you put me through?"

"He suddenly left an hour ago and said that he'd be back a little after 5. If you called, he said to tell you that he was eating the sandwiches that I bought for lunch while he was out. He'd see you tonight when he gets home."

I didn't say anything, but it all sounded a little sketchy. It didn't feel right. "Thanks, Sophie, don't stay too long. Tell Jerry I'll wait for him."

I wondered, I'm not certain that if I went out and had a debauched night of wild sex with Tom Donovan that Jerry would even know or care about it. If I was home before 2am, then for him I would have been home all night. That's sick. He would be oblivious to the fact that I was cheating on him. Fucking tax season.

./.

The next day I went to my doctor and asked her how I would go about getting STI tests. A very slight raise of the eyebrow, but very professionally she asked, "Do you think that you've been exposed?"

"No, I'm certain that I have not been exposed," I said, "but to be frank, I'm planning to have an affair. I asked him to check himself and he only thought it was fair that I have myself checked."

She looked at me.I'm a slut, you're right.

"It's easy to do," she said, "I'll have the results for you in a couple of days. Will this be confidential for you alone?"

Play the part,"Yes, please," I gave her a knowing smile.

"If you're going to beverysexually active," she said, "I suggest that you should have yourself checked out much more often. Depending, a pause, at least once a month."You mean depending on how many men I take between my legs? How about once a week? I'm a slut.

Then I went shopping for my date with Tom.

The kids were going to be late tonight. Aquinas had made it through the season undefeated with the State Championships coming up soon. The cheerleading squad would be at every game. All 3 kids were practicing.

I looked at the white phone on my dresser. I took it downstairs to get a glass of red wine for support. I called.

"Good evening, Annie."

"Good evening, Virgil." I jumped right in, "I'm sorry for the sudden interruption last night. I couldn't accept that I had said what I said. I mentioned it to Jerry only once after we had been married for 5 or 6 years but it wasn't as a fantasy, it was something that I felt guilty about and needed to vent to him my husband. I told him, when my mother was being raped, I could hear everything and picture everything and I wanted it to be me, not to save her, but because my horrible slut body wanted to feel abused and violated."

I continued, "Our whole lives Mom had shown us how to be modest, how to behave in public, how to protect our privacy, how to make sure we were not exposed to the darker parts of society that would take advantage of young women. Suddenly those evil desires to use and abuse women were at our doorstep, bursting inside, touching the three of us females, they were slapping my mother and doing horrible things inside her. I was still a virgin at 20 but I knew what was happening upstairs in that bedroom. I could feel it as if I were in her place. It excited me; I felt wet and because of that I knew that I was horrible, disgusting and depraved, someone that no one would ever accept."

"For all my mother spoke to me about what she experienced and how she felt during the assault, I never mentioned to her that it excited me sexually. I couldn't tell her how much of a pervert I was."

I said, "Only Jerry knows because I felt safest in his arms where I could expose everything to him and I knew that he would always accept me. Then I blurted it out to you after meeting you once. I should have lied to you and told you something else."

After a pause, I was sobbing quietly, I said, "Jerry knows everything about me, everything, he never mentioned even once what I told him. I feel good that he knows who the disgusting Annie Delaney is and I that he will love me no matter what."

Virgil hadn't said anything, he let me talk it out. I didn't say anything for a while when he suddenly said, "I only ever told Lucia and William this."

This was something he wanted me to hold inside and never mention to anyone.

'I cheated when I played baseball. It was for a short period of time, and it helped me tremendously to get to the Big Leagues, and I knew what I was doing was wrong. I did it anyway."

"Do you know what PED's are, Annie?" he asked.

"I've heard the term, but I don't know anything about them."

"The letters stand for Performance Enhancing Drugs. In the 90's and into the early 2000's when I was coming up, they were everywhere. They make you stronger and sharper when you need it most, think Viagra. The best players in the game were almost using them openly. Good players suddenly became super stars breaking records year after year. The best players became almost God-like in their abilities, no one could approach them."

"If you wanted to compete you had to get 'juiced' regularly. Pitchers using PEDs were unhittable for any normal player. Batters on the 'juice' hit more home runs and hit for a higher average than players who did not. If you were young say in your 20's and trying to make it, using PEDs was openly being discussed if not used in public, you did it," Virgil said.

"I'd heard about PEDs in college and there were rumors that some players used. But it was in the Minors where it was eat-or-be-eaten that I first saw it used and the effects it had on my competitors. It was the second winter I went to Venezuela, when I asked Lucia to marry me, that I first tried them. I was unstoppable. I got noticed not only from my own team but several others as well. Everything I hit was clean and sharp, I was young and I was growing and getting stronger. There was a buzz about me when I went to Spring Training that year, I had a great 4 weeks and the label 'solid Major League prospect' was attached to my name."

Virgil said, "Not only was I was in love with the woman of my dreams who was coming to marry me at the end of the season, but I was on the baseball Dream Train. I started in Double AA and by June was called up to the Triple AAA squad, they just couldn't get me out it seemed. Reports said, 'Surefire Starter' and they meant the following season in the Majors. It was my 12-year-old's dream come true. And to top it off I was getting married to a beautiful woman and going to be able to have sex every night."

I said, "I can see how intoxicating that would be to a kid from the Bronx who grew up on the streets."

Virgil said, "Just before the wedding, William and I were celebrating and reminiscing about just that. It was just the two of us just as it had always been. He had gotten his master's and had secured a great position with a new hedge fund. He and the woman he was dating planned to get married soon. I was getting married within a week and was coming off the best baseball year of my life and we were making more money than we could ever have imagined. We could go where we wanted, we could buy what we wanted, and we were not even 25 yet."

"William's very, very smart and being a street kid, he's very astute to boot. You'll see," he said. "I remember him looking at me and there was concern in his eyes. What? I said"

Virgil's words seemed to come slower as if he was picturing that night, "William said, Virgil, you are the closest person to me in the entire world and I love you more than the brothers I never had, tell me the truth. I follow you every day when you're playing, I read everything I can get my hands on about what you're doing. This year has been fantastic for you; you've suddenly exploded on everybody's radar. How are you doing it? Are you using PEDs now?"

I said, "He knows you and it seems like he cares for you sincerely."

"Yes," was all Virgil said, then, "I was going to lie to him. The lie was on the tip of my tongue. But, William was watching me as only someone who has grown up with you, and seen every expression on your face, can see. He said again, are you using? I nodded, yes."

Listening to Virgil recall those events 30 years ago when he felt invincible and everything was perfect; I could hear shame in the tone of his voice.

He said "William that night changed my life. Virgil, he said, remember in 5th grade when you pushed me off that kid, you saved my life. Sister Domenicwouldhave expelled me, my mother's money would have been wasted, and I probably would have been alone on the streets with my mother working and no one at home to watch out for me. Because of my size I would have been recruited into a gang. You and I both saw it happen how many times to kids in our neighborhood?"

Virgil said, "William looked into my eyes with those deep brown eyes that understood so much said, Virgil, you're cheating."

"I wanted to argue with him. Everybody else is doing it, look at all the stars that are blowing up the record books. William just said, it's cheating. What if MLB suddenly says 'we're cracking down, no more PEDs', then what do the cheaters do? What if it's worse and MLB says the users are banned for cheating? With a new wife and probably a family soon do you want to be barred from baseball?"

Virgil was quiet on the other end for a bit then said, "William said,I'mpushingyouoff that kid in the playground...... Don't Disrespect the Game."

Virgil said, "I stopped because of William. I wasn't as sharp the following two years as a Rookie and in my second year, but I worked my ass off to build my body up the right way. I was a good player and as I got more experience, a very good player. The users did get caught and had to retire or stop taking the PEDs and by 2010 the playing field was more or less level again."

Quiet on both sides of the line.

"Annie," Virgil said, "you and I both know that living is a messy process. We've both seen and felt pain and suffering, and we make mistakes; but I've seen in you that you're living life the way you've decided is good for you. How your body reacted once when you were 20 years old doesn't define who you are. Look at your children, look at howtheylive their lives every day. That defines who you are."

"My mother didn't show me how to cheat on my husband," I interjected, "she would be very disappointed in me now. I've come to terms though with my decision in my own way even though I know it's wrong. Iamdisrespecting the game. I'll deal with the fallout."

"Where do you want to go from here?" Virgil asked.

What's next?" I asked.

"I have one last task for you to do. Next week we will have a real date from Friday night into Saturday midday."

That's a long time, I thought, for a date. "Will we be having sex? Doing BDSM things?" I asked.

"Yes, and Yes"

I felt tingly, "Will we be alone?"

Virgil replied, "Initially there will be four of us, you, Jerry, me and William at dinner. I want to hear from Jerry firsthand that he is completely in agreement to give up his wife to William and I for our use. Does that make you feel like an object, little one."

I gasped and felt moisture leak as my entrance squeezed. "Yes, Sir, it excites me."

"After dinner, we will send Jerry home, to await your arrival on Saturday. This serves several purposes as you can imagine. You, Jerry and I will be agreeing on a pattern of activity; when I want you, you will come to me; I decide when I will use you; when I want you, Jerry loses that right; you willimmediatelydo everything I tell you to do when I'm in command; if you don't do as you're told, there will be consequences; when I am finished with you on Saturday I will return you safely to your husband to continue your life until I want to use you again. In addition, Jerry gets the cuckold's gift of giving his wife to others for sex."

I held my breath through all of that as he described how suddenly my life had changed. I don't think my diaphragm was able to function. His words seared my soul.

I was an object for his use; I was an object for his use; I was an object for his use; that's all my brain understood.

I was a wife, a mother of three, a college graduate and in two weeks I will simply be an object for his use; a female with three holes to be used and distributed as he chooses; a target possibly for his abuse; not a slave but almost property.

Virgil then finished, "You may leave at any time simply by saying 'RED and I'm leaving'. Is this what you want, little one?"

I could hardly speak the words; my breath was caught in my throat. It took forever to speak and I thought that I was going to faint from being lightheaded, "Yes, Sir, itiswhat I want."

I felt weak and defenseless inside, my vagina was weeping making itself ready even now, I plopped on the floor next to my bed for support because my legs would not hold me up. I'm a grown woman I kept thinking; his words have ravished me to my very core.

"Good girl."Diminutive again? Affectionate pet reference? They're cute but I'm 39 years old, not 19.

"At some time soon, you and I will go to a shop that I know that does piercings. You'll have your nipples and clit hood pierced."

My stomach fell and my lovely two ladies in front suddenly came to life and screamed... "WHAT DID HE JUST SAY? YOU ARENT REALLY GOING TO DO THIS ARE YOU, YOU FOOL?"

Again, I was left speechless. My body is no longer my own either. Virgil is going to change it to the way he wants it. My god. I've never considered how different everything is going to be. It's not just sex now I'm changing almost every detail about how I live. I'm giving up way more control than I ever considered.

"I'm sorry, Sir, I'm just shocked at how fast everything is about to change."

Virgil said, "You have control ultimately but until you speak your safe words, I will do as I please. Do you agree, little one?"

Still breathless, "Yes, Sir, I do."Was I marrying him?

"Good girl."A blessing from the priest.

My other phone rang.Tom Donovanon the screen.

"Thank you, Sir, may I leave?"

"Yes, little one, answer your phone."

"Thank you, Sir"

This was like being a 16-year-old again in high school, except here I was juggling men whoI invitedto fuck me. Take a number, guys, hold on while I mop up the mess between my legs.

"Good evening, Tom."

"Annie, is this a good time to call?"

Other than the fact that my soul had just been removed from my body...."I've been waiting for your call to be truthful."

"I made the arrangements thatyou told me to make, (I noted his emphasis). It's for this Thursday at the Marriott outside of Rutgers. I trust that it's convenient for you."

I replied, "Ialso(my emphasis) did what you asked me to do."

"The reservation is in the name of Inigo Montoya.... It's one of my alter egos." I smiled; cute he is.

"You can't hurt me. Westley and I are joined by the bonds of love."Come on Tom, stay with me.

"I'm your huckleberry."

"You are still dangerous, but you can be my wingman anytime." I shot back softly in a bedroom whisper.

"Annie? I'm bringing a week's supply of little blue pills, be prepared."

"Just like a Mick to bring a pill to a ravishment."That one pleased me."Tom, I'm bringing a woman's body. I don't fight fair; you don't stand a chance."

"I love when you talk dirty," he said.

"Tom you're going to need ear plugs to block the filth I'm going to whisper and scream."

"I find you very attractive, Annie, but we're not doing anything until you tell me about this miniaturization process you teased."

"In good time, Tom, it will all be clear. Thank you for taking care of everything. I'll be at the hotel at 6pm."

These two men may drive me insane forcing me live two additional and completely different lives. I will be switching from a chaste wife and mother of three to an unholy sex-crazed demon from Hell to an object for others pleasure. I laughed inside, I did say that I wanted adult, grown-woman sex, well, here it comes.

I was back in control. I was scared for a while when speaking with Virgil. I was afraid of losing myself.

Now I am soo looking forward to Thursday night. I press my thighs together to crush my clit while doing Kegel exercises to squeeze more of my liquids from inside me. How tight could I squeeze his cock I wondered? I wanted him to be concerned that we'd be knotted for a very long time. Sadly, the slippery goo that I make inside me will make it easy for him to pull away no matter how tightly I'm squeezing him.