Hellish Marriage

Andrew Avery seemed to disappear off the face of the planet on weekends. It was a phenomenon none of his co-workers ever could understand.

"You're a spy working as a Hitman on weekends," Benny Francis tried to figure it out Friday afternoon over a glass of vodka.

"This again?" Andrew let out a small laugh.

"It's like I barely know you mate and you're my best friend!"

"I think that says more about you than me Benny." Andrew pretended to drink from his glass.

"Exactly! Wait, no..." He mumbled. "It's been six years since we last hung out over the weekend. Tiffany's getting married on Sunday..."

"Yes Benny and that's why I called you," Andy handed him a wrapped present. "Make sure she gets this. I won't be able to make it over the weekend."

"Do you have a girlfriend? That it? A secret girlfriend you can't tell us about?" Benny tried to coax information out of him but Andy just brushed everything off.

He managed to blow off his friend by around five thirty and drove home to his apartment, rushing to get home before six. Once home he quickly changed out of his business casuals into just a tshirt and shorts, switching his contacts for glasses. His breathing became slow as he heard the antique clock strike six.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He felt the cold chill, followed by a blast of searing heat as the changeover happened.

Two seconds later he felt warm breath on his neck. "Evening husband," came her husky voice.

"Evening Vanessa," Andy replied, opening his eyes and blinking, taking in the new world around him and adjusting to the brighter light. As it filtered around him, he could focus on the beautiful young creature in front of him.

Her hair was long and black and cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. Vanessa had sharp red eyes which always got him to inhale the first time he made eye contact. Her lips were the same shade as well and he noticed she was still getting dressed for something. As of right now she was in just her black lace lingerie set, her bra barely containing her firm pair and a thong which somehow made her look more undressed that if she was fully nude.

"How was your week in the mortal world?" She cooed softly.

"Uneventful," He smiled. "Had work, made a few pitches and got a few picked." He replied timidly. He was always timid around her.

"Sounds boring," She frowned. "Sounds like you're not getting your money's worth."

"Money's worth?" He chuckled.

"Torment's worth then," She straddled his lap and gave him a deep long kiss, her breasts pressed against his chest. His hands softly caressed her soft warm flesh, warmer than a regular human's.

"Is this the type of torment that I would be facing this week?" Andy purred softly.

Vanessa laughed. "For the most part, boy," She whispered back. "I took out plenty of

the bottom of your ex governor so I'm in a relatively good mood."

He gulped. "Lord Trenton?"

"The very same," Vanessa nodded, snapping her fingers to burn away her bra. She always loved to see how men reacted to seeing her breasts, especially Andy even though he got to see them every week. She often changed their shape and appearance which was perhaps why his eyes followed them as she swayed them side by side.

"Much bigger,aren't they? Zeke loves them, just like his daddy," Vanessa giggled. "This is the body of the woman Trenty-boo was dallying with..." She gave her breasts a squeeze," minus all the rubber and plastic, that is."

"The..uhh.. Candy?"

"With a K," Vanessa kissed him again, guiding his palms to her breasts.

"Wouldn't he...um, enjoy having Kandy spank him for a week?" Andrew questioned with a smile. "After all he seemed quite... enthusiastic in the photos."

"I think you confuse the light petting I give you with the tortures of hell, dear husband," Vanessa grinned. "But I'd be happy to... re-educate you on that pain if you're so inclined."

She snapped her fingers once more and a whip appeared in her hand, over thirty feet in length snaking around the apartment. His apartment, the living room was exactly the same as it was when he had left for office that morning. The only difference was that the master bedroom had Vanessa's extra walk in closet and his spare bedroom which was now a nursery.

"Mmm...no thank you ma'am," He blushed.  "Even your light petting's far too intense for my liking." He remembered taking a single lash with her 'tower whip' which made him pass out. She explained with the inhabitants of hell, with the sinners they would be kept consious throughout and their bottoms repair of any major damage instantly.

"Aww, and here I thought my husband would be more open to some heavy petting this week," Vanessa snapped her finger to replace the whip with a paddle.

"If you feel that way ma'am," He bowed his head submissively, realising that he was still groping her breasts.

"You love them almost as much as our Zeke," Vanessa slid off his lap and swished the paddle. "And quit being this scared, husband. I did not choose you to be a slave."

"You own me, Vanessa," Andy replied nervously. She always terrified him even though they had a child together and been a couple for two years now.

She sighed. "Go play with Zeke for a bit, clear your head. You will come meet me in our bedroom when you are done." With that she got up to go to the bedroom.

"I'm sorry mist..I mean Vanessa," Andy corrected himself. She was his wife, not his mistress as she had been the first four years she owned his soul.

"Zeke misses you," she smiled,"you are his father. And my husband. Once you remember that you will come to bed and make love to me."

She wished she wasn't as cruel for those four years.

Vanessa was a devil, her prime instinct was to hurt. Andy, for her was just a stupid brat who sold a his of his life to her in exchange for being successful in life.

He was her weekend distraction. She gave him a nice apartment on the world of the living, gave him his riches. From Monday to 6 PM on Friday, he got to be successful. But as the clock struck, he'd find himself kneeling by her feet as she took out the week's frustrations on his body.

"Is Zekey still sleeping?" Andy smiled. His son was who Andy missed the most over the week.

"He'd be up when he hears your voice," Vanessa smiled, following her husband as he made his way into their nursery.

Their boy was now one and a half in Earth terms. His eyes Ruby red like his mother but the rest of him was a spitting image of Andy who went to gently nudge him up. Vanessa always was shocked at how excited the baby got seeing his father, jumping into his arms and playing with him for a long while.

Vanessa let the pair play as she went to take a shower. She liked to play a human. Zeke was half human after all and she liked being a mother, to be able to nurture a boy instead of torturing them all the time. He would age much slower than a human so Andy ended up tiring him out quickly and tucked him in.

He walked into the bedroom just as his wife walked out fully nude. "Baby has fallen asleep," Andy smiled.

"So let's not wake him up," Vanessa snapped her finger as the familiar ball gag got stuffed into her husband's mouth.

"Bend over the side of the bed," she snapped her fingers again to strip him completely nude as she grabbed a belt. "Zekey bit me a few times this week and peed on me. As an absentee father it's your ass that's going to pay for your boy's naughtiness."

Andy smiled, making his way over to the side of the bed and raised up his ass. He knew Vanessa preferred to spank this way over the cruel torture she inflicted. Her natural sadistic side meant she wanted to hurt but he was now comfortable to take a good strapping from her at a moments notice.

Plus she looked absolutely sexy now as she made her way behind him. He presented his ass to her and she let him watch her thrash him on the mirror, her nude form lashing him over and over. Andy cried and screamed into the gag as his wife laid into him, watching his skin turn from the pale white to bright glowing red to the shade of her eyes. Lines and welts were visible and Vanessa put the belt away, kneeling next to him to take the gag off.

She flipped him on his back and rode his cock with wanton abandon. Her magic got him to remain hard throughout, both cumming multiple times. By the time they were done Andy was fully worn out as she collapsed next to him.

"Did I do good mistress?" He asked as he did back when she got him.

"You did well, husband." She kissed him back, pressing into him. "Now sleep. I wish to spend the rest of the weekend being a human wife."