Bound Angel Bound Demon

by Claire Spoors

  She sat looking at the screen thinking what to do, it had caught her interest.

  And of course she replied “Yes.”

  Chapter Three

  Gary sat in his office, well, more like someone’s living room than an office. The main desk was in the middle of the room with a computer which was on 24 hours a day. There was a drinks cabinet and a faux-leather sofa over to one side of the room, and then there was a large desk with a number of chairs placed around it. Along the main wall were shelves from wall to ceiling filled with files. The other walls were wallpapered in cream and there were two windows dressed in long curtains along the one wall, which looked out onto the large gardens and trees outside.

  There weren’t any other buildings or houses for miles, and it was the kind of place no one knew about unless they were invited.

  Gary took his suit jacket off and hung it on the back of the large desk chair facing the computer. He undid his tie, loosened his collar, and threw the tie onto the desk. He sat in the chair which protested a little with a PVC squeak, pulled open the desk drawer, and took out a glass and a bottle of single malt Scotch whisky. He poured himself a double measure, sat back, and stared at the computer. One click and the screen showed feeds from a number of cameras set up around the house. He checked they were all in the right position, fine-tuning a couple through the on screen interface, and then leant back in his chair and took a sip of whisky.

  The office door opened and a lady entered, she was dressed in skin tight black trousers and a purple blouse open to the chest. A black and purple corset was tied tight around her middle making her large breasts spill over the top as if they were nearly falling out of her open blouse. Her hair was black with curls cascading down her back. She was every bit your Latin beauty.

  “You’re back,” the lady walked over and gave Gary a light kiss on the cheek. “So how was the weekend with the wife”? Her tone was sarcastic.

  Gary got up from the chair, went over to the sofa and sat down.

  “Melissa, do we have to go through this every time I have a couple of days off, I’m married and happy, now just get used to it,” he said.

  “It’s just I don’t understand why, Gary. You’re loved by every woman in the building here and even some of the men,” she laughed. “You can be yourself here, yet you chose to live this fictional life as the loving husband. I just don’t get it, what’s wrong with you?”

  “There’s nothing wrong with me, I just need to have a normal life like normal people sometimes, and a home life with the woman I love, everybody needs a place to get away from their work life you know.” Gary took another sip of whisky.

  “What’s wrong with here? It’s better than most places,” Melissa replied, “Besides, I love this life, different pleasures to be had every day, I just don’t see why you need two lives, why can’t they be one and the same?” Melissa sat at the desk and started to check if there were any new messages or any new people looking at the web page.

  “Have we taken on any new clients while I’ve been away?” Gary asked.

  “Changing the subject I see, and no we haven’t, and everyone is happy with the services. We haven’t had any requests we haven’t been able to deal with,” answered Melissa.

  Just then the door opened again.

  “Afternoon Gary,” said the man as he entered the room. He walked over to the desk and poured himself a whisky. He was taller than Gary, and also dressed smartly, but his skin was ebony black, and he had eyes the colour of chocolate.

  “Well as you might expect everything has run smoothly while you were away, how is Alex? Did you have an eventful few days?” Ray shook Gary’s hand and sat down next to him on the sofa.

  “That’s good to know, Ray, and yes we had a great weekend. Alex, shall we say is trying new things.” Gary gave a little wink.

  “Oh really!” Melissa was listening in while still tapping away on the computer. Gary and Ray carried on their conversation, ignoring Melissa.

  “Oh, so she’s not so different as you thought then,” said Ray smiling.

  “I suppose you could say she has taken a first step into our world, but she doesn’t even know it, we played a little tie-up game with each other, only mild play, but she loved it and I think she has a craving for it. I’m just going along with her for the ride!”

  “It’s great when they are just starting out on the journey, it’s been a while since I got to train a newbie,” said Ray looking at Melissa.

  “Well guys I think you will be in luck, we have a lady online now and she has agreed to an interview, I’m just sending the link for her to fill in the form so we can see what she’s like. I’ve asked for a picture too . . . you’re right we need some new blood round here, it’s been about six months since our last one.”

  The form was returned and Melissa opened it up and smiled at what she saw, “Looks like Alex is ready for the next step alright.”

  Gary got up and looked at the screen. There it was, a filled out form from Alex.

  She has given her measurements and hair colour, and attached a picture. He couldn’t believe his eyes; he knew she’d got a taste for it this weekend but never thought this would happen. Alex had written saying she wanted to learn how to become the woman of her husband’s dreams, explaining that she’d never done anything before but was willing to learn, and she wanted to come out of herself. Gary thought to himself, Why would she need to do this? She is the woman of my dreams.

  Ray came over and looked at the screen, then at Gary.

  “Well our little Alex wants to try new things, how are we going to handle this one given you didn’t want Alex to know what you really do for a living?” Ray said.

  Gary was quiet as he walked over to the window again.

  “Come on Gary, it’s about time you told her about your other life, your real life. She wants this, you’ve been married for a year now and you didn’t honestly think a woman that’s with you wouldn’t want this in the end?” Ray looked at Melissa. Melissa went silent, knowing with just one look from Ray when to be quiet.

  “Mate there is a way to start this without Alex knowing everything just yet, but you know you will need to tell her in the end,” said Ray. “When we take on new clients. . .”

  Gary took a sharp breath in, he didn’t want Alex to be a client.

  “Look we treat her as a client until you are ready to tell her. You know we don’t show our faces to them at first, and we can do that for as long as both of you are comfortable. We can even change some of the rules. It’s up to you how you want to play this, but Gary, she will want more, and you know that, it’s just that you have to be ok with where this may take you both.”

  Gary turned to the window. Alex wants this, he thought. He always knew this might happen, but for her to find his private club it must have been destined to happen. He was willing to go through with it for Alex. He turned to Ray and gave him the go ahead.

  Melissa set to work arranging the face to face interview.

  * * *

  Alex received an email with the details of where to meet and the time:

  Thistle Birmingham City Hotel. Tuesday 5:30 pm wait in reception.

  That was it, her heart was pounding. Was she doing the right thing? Who was she meeting, what would she wear? She knew this was not your normal interview, it was not like she was going for a job.

  She closed her email, and wondered what time Gary would be home. Did she tell him what she’d just done? Maybe not just yet . . . And there wasn’t anything to tell really. . . Plus he would worry and talk her out of it, he didn’t like her doing things without talking everything through. He was very protective. She decided do the interview and then tell him . . . Maybe.

  She went upstairs and ran a bath to try to forget about tomorrow for a while. Time seemed to pass very slowly, but then she heard Gary’s car pull up on the drive, Gary’s home, she must not let on about tomorrow just yet.

  Chapter Four

  Gary sat in his car in the drive
way looking at the house. He took a deep breath, and thought: Will she say something? Do I tell her I know? If I do will I have to tell her about my real life. I don’t want to lose Alex, I love her. I’ll do what Ray suggested and play along and see how it goes. She may not even make it through the interview. But deep down Gary knew Alex needed this. She wanted more. If she’d been a normal client he’d have been happy to train and to punish her until she was ready, but she was his escape, she was his wife and he loved her.

  He got out of the car and went up to the house. He realized how much he’d done to hide his life from Alex, even with this house. He’d bought it just so he wouldn’t have to take her back to his real home. This was going to be hard, his lies were catching up with him. He’d known he would have to tell her about the club eventually, but didn’t think it would be so soon.

  The house sounded quiet but when he heard the sound of water, he knew Alex was in the bathroom. He went up the stairs and saw her in the bath. She was beautiful, she was his and his alone, and he tried to put the thought that she could end up being shared with others out of his mind.

  “Hi, I would ask how was your day, but you’ve not been gone that long, not that I’m moaning or anything, I’m glad you’re home,” said Alex with a lovely smile.

  Gary leant down and kissed her softly, he could feel her need for him and he loved it. He stood up and took off his clothes and climbed into the bath with her, he turned Alex so she was between his legs, and she laid her head back onto his smooth chest. Gary began to soap her, stroking every inch of her skin, touching her, making her come alive. Tonight she was his alone and he wanted the moment to last. The more he thought about tomorrow, the more his mind was torn, will she like it and want more or will she hate it?, Either way he was split, he didn’t want her to get hurt and misunderstand his world, but he also didn’t want her to enjoy it so much that she left him. Gary held Alex tight and kissed her hair.

  “You OK? You seem tense,” she asked.

  Gary looked into her eyes, “I love you Alex.”

  She laughed, “I love you too baby.”

  Alex reached down under the water, Gary was hard, hard for her, she felt his length, and Gary sighed deeply. Alex climbed on top, and lowered herself down onto him. She took in his full length and soon they were moving in rhythm with each other, their mouths tasting each other, needing each other, it was all about right now and nothing else mattered.

  It seemed like they made love for hours, they went from the bath to the floor across the landing and ended up in their bed. Now they were twisted naked around each other, out of breath and spent. Neither wanted to move.

  “Shall I order in tonight? I don’t feel like cooking,” asked Alex.

  “I’ll do it. I need to phone work to check on something, I won’t be long.” Gary kissed her and walked out of the bedroom naked, he was comfortable with his body, and Alex still couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have him.

  Alex wondered for a moment what he had to phone work about, he worked all kinds of funny hours but she never questioned him. Being a PA meant all kinds of demands.

  Gary came back and held Alex as she was laying out her work clothes ready for the next day.

  “You’re not thinking of work already?” he asked.

  “Yeah right, work is always on my mind,” Alex turned and looked at Gary. “I’m not the one who’s all about work mister,” and kissed him.

  Gary seemed distant for a moment, “Well we’ve got half an hour before the food arrives, and I can think of other things to fill that time with than work.” And with that he scooped her up, threw her on the bed, and climbed on top of her.

  Chapter Five

  It was a busy day at work, and Alex was glad of the distraction, it made the day go faster and kept her mind off the evening.

  She hadn’t told Gary because this was something she needed to do for herself, something to explore on her own terms, then when she felt comfortable she would share her hidden desires.

  She’d decided not to bring a change of clothes with her. She’d go to the interview in her work clothes, which were a black button through blouse and a pinstripe skirt. She had on her little black flat shoes, she’d never been one for heels, couldn’t walk in them. She’d tied her hair up in a bun with wispy bits floating around her face; she didn’t want to dress up too much. She’d put her makeup in her handbag for later, along with her mobile phone. She could always call Gary if it got too much.

  She looked at the clock on the office wall, it was five minutes to five. She’d have plenty of time to go to the ladies’ toilets and get tidied up before she went to the hotel. It wasn’t far so she could walk there with plenty of time to spare.

  Five o’clock, she grabbed her bag and jacket and went to the ladies’. Everyone else was straight out the door, so she was in there on her own. She started to apply her eye make-up and lipstick. She didn’t want it to look too much and chose blended browns and blues, and a pale pink for her lips. Her hair was still in place and she stood back and turned this way and that in the mirror. It would have to do.

  Her phone vibrated, it was a text from Gary.

  “Hi babe, sorry something has come up at work so won’t be home till late. Will text if anything changes. Love you and take care xxx.”

  That was even better; she wouldn’t have to explain too much as why she was late home. She texted back, “Love you too, not to worry, going for a drink after work so see you later. Alexxx.”

  Her heart was pounding as neared the hotel, get a grip try not to over-think this. She checked her watch as she arrived at the hotel, 5.20 pm; she had time for a quick drink at the bar to steady her nerves. She looked around the lobby, not many people, so she went to the reception desk.

  “Hello I have a meeting here at 5:30, my name is Alex Sterling.”

  The lady behind the desk looked at her and smiled, could she tell why Alex was there?

  “Yes Ms Sterling, we were expecting you please wait in our bar. Mr Briggs hasn’t arrived yet. There has been a tab opened up for you while you wait.”

  Alex said “thank you” and went to the bar, hmmm Mr Briggs, so her meeting was with a man, she wasn’t sure who she had been expecting this meeting to be with.

  “Hi I’ve been told to wait here for Mr Briggs,” she said to the young man behind the bar.

  “Yes Madame what would like to drink?”

  “A glass of white wine please.” Alex responded.

  The young man poured her a large glass and said, “You look like you need this.”

  “You could say that,” she said and took a sip. She hadn’t even noticed how dry her mouth was, the wine was cool and crisp, it really hit the spot. She turned to look around the bar, it was now quite busy with people chatting and laughing, relaxing after work. Then she noticed a man enter the bar, was this Mr Briggs? He was tall and well built, this man clearly worked out, his head was shaved and he had stubble across his top lip and chin. He was coming towards her carrying a box. This had to be Mr Briggs.

  “Ms Sterling,” he held out his free hand, she took it and while shaking it corrected him.

  “Mrs Sterling, are you Mr Briggs?”

  “Excuse me, yes, Mrs Sterling. Yes I’m Mr Briggs and I will be your driver for the evening.”

  “Driver!? But I thought the interview was going to be here?” she tried not to sound too alarmed, but nothing had been mentioned about getting in a car, perhaps this was part of the ‘interview’. Mr Briggs didn’t reply, he just held out the box.

  “This is for you, don’t open it until we’re in the car, please follow me when you’re ready,” he looked at the half empty glass. Without thinking twice, she took the box, downed the remaining contents of the glass, and stood up.

  “Eager to get started then, I see,” Mr Briggs smiled and turned and walked back towards the reception, she placed the empty glass on the bar and followed him.

  Mr Briggs opened the door of a black stretched limo parked outside. She c
ouldn’t believe it.

  “Please get in Mrs Sterling. Once inside you may open the box. There are some more instructions for you to follow,” he said.

  Alex climbed inside and sat down, Mr Briggs closed the door behind her. She heard the engine start and then they were moving. She looked at the box, it was dark purple with the logo of the cat and shield on it.

  She took the lid off, inside there was a note and a blindfold; she touched the blindfold, it was made of soft black silk. It reminded her of that night in the hotel room with Gary. She picked up the note and unfolded it.

  Good Evening Ms Sterling,

  We look forward to meeting you.

  Once you are near to your destination we would like you to put on the blindfold.

  Mr Briggs will inform you when.

  Yours,

  Black Cat.

  She sat back in the seat, this was exciting and scary at the same time, she could feel her heart pounding and her mouth was dry again. She reached over for a drink from the cabinet, a half bottle of champagne which opened with a pop. She poured the bubbly golden liquid into a glass, it was lovely, she could tell it was the real thing.

  They had been driving for what felt like an hour when Mr Briggs’ voice came over the speaker. “Please put on the blindfold, we are arriving at the house in the next 5 minutes.” She had been so excited and nervous that she hadn’t even looked at the road signs they had passed.

  She drank the last of the champagne and put on the blindfold, it was a perfect fit and everything was blacked out. She felt the car stop still and then the door open.

  “Mrs Sterling give me your hand and I will lead the way, your bag and jacket will be safe in the car,” the driver said.