Bound Angel Bound Demon

by Claire Spoors

  It is nearly six in the evening Gary should be home soon, I can’t wait.

  I have made dinner, set the table for a romantic evening meal, followed by a relaxing bath together then on to well – you get the picture. I will carry out what my master needs to make him happy. I sometimes miss how we used to be when we first met, holidays away, romantic times. Not extreme sex and domination. I know we can never be the same as then, so much has happened since. I’m fully aware of his world, and he is happy now it is out in the open, I can’t force him to forget that part of him for me.

  I’m willing to do anything so he knows how much I love him, and to show that sex with me is better than what he can get in the club. Don’t get me wrong I’m not jealous about that, I think it is more I’m jealous I can’t be part of that life anymore. I felt proud that he wanted to share me, show me off to others, but now I’m back to the house, just the wife, of no importance in his work life. I think part of me wishes I had died and not come back. I wish I could just disappear. I’m so confused of late and not really sure what I want. It’s like there is still something out there, like my life is not complete somehow, I’m still searching for that one special thing in my life.

  I don’t want him to give up that life for me either, I would feel guilty if did that, and I know he would begin to hate me. But I just want to have more freedom, I hate being stuck in this house, I have too much time to think.

  I want him to be proud of me again, to show me off and share me as any master would.

  I have to face it. I’m dead and he’s alive we can no longer live how we used to. We must go back to being a plain husband and wife. I just don’t think I can do that anymore. He has trained me in such a way that I can’t recall that life anymore and how to live it. God help me, I must break out of this mood I’m in, or risk pushing Gary away.

  Chapter Two

  Gary pulled up, after an exhausting few hours at work, he wasn’t complaining, he loved his job, what man wouldn’t love this job, the master of women, who did everything he told them to do.

  Gary smiled at the thought, then he felt guilty. He was happy with his life, having the best of both worlds again. But then the guilt nagged at him again, mostly for bringing his wife into his world and now denying her the freedom to come to the club. She had got a taste for it and now had to switch that side off and go back to being just his wife. Ray and Melissa were right, they couldn’t afford to have Alex exposed, the club would be dragged in and turned into some kind of freak show. Too much had happened over the last few months. If there was a way for her to go to the club and not be recognized it would solve a lot of problems for Alex, but Gary was glad in a way she couldn’t and felt bad for feeling this way. Now he had his other life back for himself so he could be free to be with others and not worry about upsetting Alex or making her jealous, plus he didn’t have to share his wife with others. Above all, he never felt comfortable about her having sex with others at the club, especially men. The hate would rise in his throat at the thought of them touching her; Alex was his and no one else’s.

  The lights weren’t on, but Alex never put lights on in the front of the house, Gary didn’t want questions asked. He was still her master as well as her husband; she would always do as he asked without question. He knew he had turned Alex into his prisoner, a prisoner in their own home. Someone to do his bidding, and he knew this was cruel; there wasn’t much of what Alex used to be left, because of his controlling nature. He wished he could stop and wipe the slate clean to start all over again, but he loved the control he had over her too much. Tonight he was going to sort that out, so Alex was free to enjoy her new existence, and it might stop him feeling so guilty and maybe help him to relax his control of her.

  Gary could smell food as he went in, he went to the back of the house into the kitchen. Alex had prepared a lovely meal and had set the table. It was very romantic, which made him feel all the more determined to solve one of the problems, and to make Alex happier.

  Alex turned around and smiled. She went over and put the food on the table and sat down. She shimmered in the candlelight, her skin was almost sparkling. Gary sat down and looked at his beautiful wife, remembering how proud he used to feel about her. He had loved her so much in high school, but was frightened to ask her out. He had admired her courage and self-confidence. He remembered their wedding day and night.

  Now he looked at her and she was a shadow of who she used to be, and he was the cause.

  “How was your day?” asked Alex.

  Gary looked up from his food, “You don’t really want to know how my day went.”

  “Well I need something to help spice up this dull day,” said Alex with a smile.

  Gary thought to himself how unselfish she was. Was this because he made her this way or was this really Alex, so much had happened he couldn’t remember which.

  “Well I have something to tell you but after dinner. This is lovely by the way!” Gary began to eat the spicy Thai chicken curry she had prepared.

  “You can’t just say something like that and then leave me hanging,” remarked Alex, she was pushing her food around the plate.

  Since her death she doesn’t really eat; she just does it so she can feel normal, thought Gary. She wants to show she hasn’t changed, but she looks weak and thin, perhaps this was part of what being dead was about. Gary smiled at her so she wouldn’t notice that he was examining her unhealthy appearance.

  “Alright, here take a look at this,” said Gary as he passed her an envelope.

  “What’s this?” Alex asked.

  “It’s a contract!” said Gary smiling.

  “A contract for what?”

  “A contract for our new home!” answered Gary.

  “New home! Really where is it?” Alex nearly jumped across the table with excitement

  “Well, it’s far away from here so you can walk among the living and not be questioned,” said Gary.

  Alex couldn’t stop smiling.

  “It’s in Wales, it’s this lovely old house, chocolate box picture, postcard all that,” continued Gary.

  “But what about the club?” asked Alex, “You're not going to go backwards and forwards all the time between the two, I’ll never see you?”

  “At the moment, I will have to, but we’re looking into opening a new club in the area so I can move there permanently, I thought this was what you wanted!” Gary looked crestfallen, it was as though he’d upset her, he’d thought this was what she wanted, or was this more what he wanted?

  “I do want to move, but I don’t want to stay there on my own,” said Alex, “I’m sorry, I’m being selfish, you’re right this is what I need,” Alex backed down as always, she hated upsetting Gary.

  “Alex, I know it’s hard, but the sooner you’re moved in, the sooner you can begin to live again, once I get the planning permission on the building I want, I will move up to oversee the work and stay with you to run the new club.”

  “So you have already sorted all this out, without asking me,” shouted Alex, her anger rising.

  “I just wanted to do what was best for you; I thought this would please you,” Gary answered.

  Alex could feel the fury take over, “You should ask me, stop treating me like I’m not here, let me have some say in the way I want to live my life,” she shouted, the lights in the kitchen began to flicker, the candles blew out. The table began to shake.

  “Alex what are you doing, stop!” cried Gary.

  Alex looked at Gary. She could see how scared he was; she began to notice what was happening. Alex calmed back down.

  Obey your master, your husband, he is doing this for you, for both of us, thought Alex and everything began to go back to normal. Gary was now standing looking at Alex, shock written all over his face. What had just happened?

  “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s come over me,” she looked at Gary, she didn’t move towards him she waited for Gary to make the first move.

  “I think it’s best
for both of us to call it a night and we will talk about this in the morning,” Gary turned and left the room, Alex didn’t even try to follow, she had gone too far, it scared her to see what she was capable of. Was this part of her life now, losing her temper and causing an earthquake, what if it happened again and she hurt Gary? There was still so much she didn’t understand about being dead.

  Alex heard Gary moving around upstairs, he was getting ready to go to bed, Alex stayed downstairs. She waited for him to go to sleep; she needed to get out of the house to clear her head. Make sense of these things that were happening to her. No one would be around at this late hour, well no one who would recognise her anyway. She would take the risk, also she had a big ugly coat with a hood that hid her face, she had to have some space.

  Chapter Three

  Alex went around for hours, not sure where she was going, for part of the journey she blacked out. She must have disappeared and reappeared at some point while her mind was still preoccupied with how angry she had become.

  She was now deep in some woods. Woods she had never seen before, she didn’t even know there were any near their home, the moonlight was blocked out, and any living human wouldn’t be able to see their hand in front of their face. Alex could see everything, every detail on the trees, every leaf, she began to walk deeper into the woods, and she could hear the night-time creatures coming to life.

  Soon she came into a clearing, and in front of her was a large house, shabby and unloved. Ivy was tangled all over the front door. The shutters on the windows were hanging off. A fountain in front of the house overflowed with leaves and was also strangled by ivy.

  It had obviously not been lived in for years, and anyone would have carried on, not bothering with this house, but she felt something about it. She went up to the front door and pulled some of the ivy aside and pushed the door. Surprisingly it opened easily and she went inside.

  Leaves had blown in through the broken windows; spider webs hung everywhere like old dirty lace. The house was filled with furniture covered in sheets caked in layers of dust. This had once been a grand home, Alex sensed happier times, but it felt like a very long time ago.

  She continued around the downstairs, every room was more decrepit than the other. Then she was back in the hall standing at the foot of a large grand staircase, Gary’s club looked tiny compared to this place.

  She climbed the stairs. She noticed a light shining from under one of the doors when she came to the landing. She went over and put her hand on the door, as though trying to sense what was on the other side.

  Something was warning her, deep inside her gut, not to go in, but curiosity got the better of her. She turned the door handle; the light that shone from under the door disappeared. She pushed the door open; the room was dark and she looked for anyone that could have had the light on. She saw some candles, she felt them and they were still warm, someone must have extinguished them as she came in, but no one was to be seen now. How could they have left so quickly, with the window closed? The only way out would have been past her.

  This room was clean, and looked after; no dust anywhere, the bed was made. There was a dressing table with an old fashioned ink well on top and paper next to it. Nothing was written on it. Across the room was a shelf filled with books, and a fireplace, which was also warm. How could someone put the candle and fire out at the same time and disappear into thin air?

  Whoever had been here was now gone. She left the room, continuing her search of the house for whoever was living there. Whoever it was, something was telling her they were important for some reason, but it looked like they were in hiding for the moment.

  She came to another flight of stairs they were smaller; these must lead to the attic. As she put her foot on the first step, she heard a voice. She stopped and listened again, it was calling her name, and then the voice got louder and more insistent.

  Alex opened her eyes; she had been dreaming and Gary was shouting for her to wake up.

  “Alex! Are you alright! You were asleep, I didn’t think you needed sleep.” Alex sat up abruptly; she must have gone to sleep there at the kitchen table.

  “I don’t sleep, well at least I didn’t think I could sleep, I haven’t needed to since my passing anyway, I don’t know what’s going on with me lately, nearly blowing up the kitchen and now sleeping. My mind is all over the place,” said Alex.

  “I think you need a break from this place, you have spent too much time inside these walls, you’ll be rattling around like a real ghost at this rate. All you need are the chains,” said Gary trying to lighten the mood.

  “Gary, I’m sorry about earlier, you’re right I do need to get out of here, thank you for finding me a new home, us a new home.” Alex stood up and held Gary close, she could still remember the images of her walking around the house, and this was more than a dream. Next time she saw Marie she would ask her about it, but for now, she wanted to hold on to this moment with Gary. He was only trying to help and if they got this other building as he said they could begin a new life together. She wanted to get her and Gary back on track and be allowed back into his other life.

  “Will we be going to see the new house soon?” asked Alex, she was eager to forget last night.

  “I have the rest of this week off to spend time with my beautiful wife, I thought we had some catching up to do in the bedroom department but if you want, we can pack a few things today and go down tomorrow!” said Gary.

  “We could do both,” answered Alex. She began to undo his dressing gown.

  “That’s what I like, naked and waiting for me,” smiled Alex. She kissed him on the lips, and began to search inside his mouth with her tongue. She could feel his hand tracing her curves.

  Alex slipped out of her clothes so their naked skin could touch. They were soon both on the kitchen floor, Gary on top riding her hard just how he liked it, being in control. The light of the rising sun began to shine through the window, Alex’s skin lit up like twinkling stars reflecting the sun’s rays. Her body felt alive, She held onto Gary pushing him in deeper into her, felt his cock grow bigger and firmer. She felt relaxed and happy that she could spend some time with her husband. This was what she wanted: for her and Gary to be happy.

  Gary watched every part of her come alive; he slowed his pace moving in and out of her. He loved the feeling of her wrapped around him. Alex now moved so they were both sitting facing each other, Gary still inside of her. He lifted her up and placed her on the table, she lay back again and he began to bang into her again. He loved how light she was, she was easy to move from one place to the other with no effort needed. Soon he could feel himself needing to come, she felt magical. Like time would stand still, and they would keep this up forever. He knew if Alex wanted to she would make him hard all over again and make him come again and again. He loved her taking over and making him a slave for her love; this was his release from work life to home life with his beautiful wife and the only time he allowed someone else take full control of him.

  Alex let Gary come and then she slowed down listening to his breathing, calming back down. They both lay on the table holding each other; the sun was fully risen in the sky now.

  “You are being kind to me today Alex, you usually keep me going longer than that,” said Gary, looking up from his resting place on her breasts.

  “I need you to have some energy left, if we going to start the packing,” Alex leaned down and kissed him. They both sat up and laughed; Alex was going to make this work and the sooner the better.

  “Come on then, Just pack clothes for now and any personal items you want to take with you, I have some removal men coming later today to do the rest,” said Gary, as he grabbed his dressing gown off the kitchen floor.

  “Coming today! That’s fast, you said we were going tomorrow, I didn’t realise it would all happen so soon, what time are they coming?” asked Alex.

  “Don’t worry, we will be gone by then, Ray is coming over later, to tell them what needs packing,
you will not be seen,” said Gary, walking across the living room back to the foot of the stairs.

  Alex loved how organized he was, always one step ahead of her. Alex followed him up the stairs into the bedroom. Gary began to get dressed in his jeans and t-shirt. Alex puts on a long maxi dress and tied her hair up.

  “Aren’t you going to put any underwear on?” Gary asked with a cheeky smile.

  “I need to give you something to access on the journey,” said Alex as she went over to the wardrobe and grabbed the suitcases. Alex and Gary began to pack her clothes away into the cases and spare boxes, packing only a small suitcase for him.

  “Aren’t you going to pack your clothes?” asked Alex.

  “Not all of them yet, I will need most of them here. Remember I will be working here and coming up to you when I can, for now I will take what I need for this trip, the rest can go to the club,” answered Gary.

  Alex turned away not wanting to push this any further and carried on packing the rest of her things. Soon they were all done.

  Gary loaded the car with just two cases, the rest he left for the removal men. Alex was sitting in the kitchen, waiting for Gary to return. She took one last look around remembering all the happy times they’d had in this house.

  Gary came back and smiled at Alex, “We will be making new memories in our new home you know, moving on to the next chapter of our life,” Gary said taking her hand in his.

  “Come on, time to get invisible, just until we get out of town anyway, Ray is on his way and he has the spare key to let the removal men in, and the estate agents are coming round to put up the for sale sign so no turning back now,” said Gary, Alex stood up and kissed him.

  “Thank you Gary, for everything,” and with that she disappeared from sight, but still held his hand until they left the house.