Becoming Real

By Carol Clarke

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Chapter 1 Shaking the Tree

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[The Year is 2008]

Willow was peacefully asleep in her bedroom. Even in her sleep she was aware of Tara’s quiet snoring and Duncan’s ever present purring. She was even aware of the feel of the fur barely brushing her arm from Duncan’s stuffed dragon. Even Ms Kitty Fantastico’s shallow breath did not go unnoticed from the cat’s post curled above Tara’s head on her pillow. These were the reasons Willow could sleep soundly. Her family other then Buffy were asleep near by, cuddled together in one bed waiting the return of their wayward slayer who patrolled in the night, protecting the innocent.

And if things went normally, some time in the wee hours between 3 and 4 Buffy would return and quietly pull Duncan out of bed. Duncan had developed the habit of not liking to sleep alone so generally she slept in bed between Tara and Willow until Buffy came home at night. Oddly neither Tara nor Willow minded that much. But Duncan knew when it was a good time to sleep in her own room and let the witches have their fun alone. Willow sometimes wondered at the sanity of letting the girl sleep each night in a thin tee shirt with her stuffed dragon next to her. It was one thing when Duncan was only chronologically five but the girl was twelve years old and Duncan had not truly been a child since a little after her 6-month marker. But Duncan wasn’t human; her body aged and changed at a pace of it’s own volition.

Not that Duncan actually followed the normal Reinfield map of growth. Reinfield’s normally didn’t begin speaking until they were at least fifteen years of age. And it normally took them until they were twenty to learn to speak simple sentences. Sure, one hundred to one hundred and twenty-year-old Reinfields often worked as Lawyers or Accountants. At one hundred years they were usually ready to work in fields that had rules written down in detail. In general Reinfields had little creative thought and needed clear detailed instruction. Their Vampire masters found it endlessly funny to send Reinfields off to prestigious law schools, knowing that the creatures were lost without guide lines.

Duncan on the other hand was nothing like most Reinfields. She had learned simple words by 3. Complete sentences by 5. And at twelve could hold complete conversations. She also had a creative streak. She had taken her love of crayons and was now quite talented with pen and inks as well as colored pencils. She was actually pretty good with wood. Along with making all of Buffy’s stakes she made all of the teams cross bow bolts and carved small animals out of the left over wood. Willow had helped her sell many of her animals and some of her drawing at the annual art show in Bernard last year. It was the first time Duncan had made money for anything she had ever done. It was exciting to the slave to say the least. And her three mistresses had been pleased. That had excited Duncan more then the money she made.

Duncan while still seeing herself as Buffys property, saw both Tara and Willow as her mistresses as well. She also had an order for following their instruction. Willow ruled the house. Willow was Buffy’s wife. Getting spanked by Willow meant getting spanked by Willow, then by Buffy for making Willow mad, and then sometimes by Tara for making Willow mad. There had been a number of times Duncan had not been able to sit down after the three elemental beings had finished spanking her. So Duncan had learned not to piss Willow off. Next was Buffy. Buffy her owner, her reason for living, her life. Buffy was everything to Duncan. She never complained about anything Buffy chose to do to her. She was Buffy’s to play with. Though Duncan was more then aware that Willow often punished Buffy for hurting her. Duncan really didn’t know what to do about that, it simply confused the Reinfield.

Willow of coarse only punished Buffy when she really hurt Duncan not just for daily play. Buffy still spanked Duncan at least once a day. Willow normally didn’t interfere with Buffy’s abuse of her slave outside of making sure Duncan ate properly, her wounds were bandaged and magic ointments used on them, and most importantly, Buffy was to always use lube. The last part Duncan had been extremely grateful for. Buffy was still anally obsessed, or for a clearer translation, Buffy’s lust monkey couldn’t make it through the day without spanking Duncan’s bottom bright red and fucking her ass for at least an hour a day.

Duncan was use to being fucked by Buffy several hours each day. That was her main reason for existing, the reason why Buffy owned her. So none of Buffy’s mates took any of the usual abuse Duncan received as anything other then 'business as usual'. But sometimes Buffy’s lust got the better of her and she would really hurt Duncan. Whip her too hard, tear her or just fuck her too long and hard. When that happened or more often when it started to happen, Willow and her bullwhip were there. Willow could literally whip the lust out of Buffy. No one else on the planet could manage that feat.

Then there was Tara. Tara belonged to Willow though Buffy would borrow her sometimes. Tara also held a higher position in the house then Duncan and Duncan understood this from the beginning. Of all three of her mistresses Tara was the one that scared her the most. Understanding Buffy was easy for Duncan they had been together almost all of Duncan’s life. Buffy was a hero with an addiction. She wasn’t that hard to figure out.

Then there was Willow. Willow was a little harder for Duncan to follow, but not impossible. Willow was honest, and loving. She generally cared for people. And Willow was good. Ok so she had a hell of a temper but even at the height of her worst outburst Duncan never feared Willow would punish her more then what she could take, more then what she deserved. Strangely Buffy felt the same way about Willow, which was odd when you consider it was Willows ability to beat Buffy in to submission that insured the control of the Angel of death’s lust problem. And Willow could and would whip the hell out of Buffy for the smallest infraction. Fortunately Buffy’s merged body and soul with the angel of death had given her much improved healing abilities. Willow could whip her back open twenty or thirty times and it would be completely healed in four hours. Though it would itch like crazy most of the next day.

But Tara was a wild card. Duncan at some level understood that Tara was not always the same person, but it was more then Tara being the vessel for the living Goddess Kali. Duncan always saw Tara as a husk for the goddess and since Duncan didn’t fear the goddess; it never frightened her when Tara became the vessel. No it was really Tara that scared Duncan most of time. Not that Duncan wouldn’t run and hide behind Tara in a heartbeat when she was frightened. Duncan trusted Tara completely. It was just that Duncan felt the non-linear aspects of Tara’s existence and couldn’t understand them.

Not that Buffy or Willow understood Tara’s life any better. Tara now lived solely outside of linear time, so sometimes it was the shy girl that stuttered who set the table for diner and other times it was the thousand year old Hindi goddess, no longer Kali's apprentice, that turned Duncan over her knee and spanked the girl for leaving the house.

Leaving the house was something Duncan had started to do a lot lately. They had even threaten to start keeping her chained up again, but Duncan just couldn’t help herself. She was curious about the world around her. She was also going into her rebellious adolescent phase. So even though her mistresses told her not to leave the house she would sneak off while they were at work and walk around town. If she was careful she could get back before they got home from work. Still sometimes even being careful wasn’t enough; Tara had caught her several times in the last month. Buffy had caught her twice and Willow had caught her once. All three of them spanked her for it, each time she was caught.

Willow was sleeping soundly with her mind extended out to protect her mates. Which was a good thing since seconds later Buffy was thrown through the bedroom window by two very large blue demons that had been waiting for the slayer to return home. Willow managed to put up her magic shield in time to block the glass and Buffy from hitting the bed. Buffy like most of the glass was not so lucky and bounced off the shield back into the first demon jumping through the window.

Somehow in her bounce off the demons chest Buffy managed to land on her feet. Two steps later as glass fragments fell to the floor off of Buffy she managed to grab demon number one by the neck and ram it into Willow and Tara’s dresser. Demon number two was coming through the window just as Buffy smashed the demon through the dresser and broke the mirror over it’s head. Willow, now furious over her dresser, eyes began to glow with power. Buffy turned to attack demon number two but stopped when she looked at Willow. Wind began to blow through the room gathering all the broken glass from the window and the mirror. Buffy dove across the bed and huddled together with Duncan and Tara. The slayer had to laugh at the way Duncan was protecting both Tara and Mr. Dragon.

Willow’s mind made the wind swirl and with the power of one who has completed a ‘my will be done spell’ demon number two along with all the loose glass in the room was blown hard against the sidewall. Then the larger pieced of glass from the window impaled him on the wall. When the wind settled Buffy moved off the bed and broke demon number two’s neck.

“Yuck, I hate the clean up portion of demon slaying. Vampires, dust and it’s over but demons. Ow blue blood stains, gross just gross.” Buffy announced.

“At least you have help with the clean up, so don’t complain too much.” Tara stated as she tried to pry Duncan’s fingers from her. Duncan really had a limited knowledge of how to protect someone. Mostly it involved staying between them and trouble or covering them with her body. The little Reinfield really wasn’t very aggressive.

“You're right about that, I have my family. So Willow got any idea’s or better yet magic to make clean up a snap?” Buffy asked as she pulled the recovering redhead into her arms and kissed her.

By the time Buffy had released Willow’s lips Tara and Duncan were already sweeping up the loose glass. By morning the demon bodies would be safely burned in a nearby furnace at the university. They had a lot of experience at cleaning up demon parts over the years, unfortunately Willow’s dresser could not be saved.

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Duncan’s bottom hurt. That was nothing new. Buffy had been a little over zealous after last night’s events. Demons rarely threw the slayer through her wife’s bedroom window. So after the demon clean up was done Buffy had taken Duncan into their bedroom and played with the girl until well after 1 o’clock in the afternoon. Then Buffy left to meet one of her couples. Buffy had not needed to sleep in a long time. And Duncan had been left to rest for the remainder of the day. Duncan did need to sleep and should have been sleeping mostly because Buffy had been bit rough on the girl. But Duncan needed something else, something she couldn’t name or explain. So when Buffy was safely out of the house she had slipped out of the house and caught the bus that took her directly to the new Sunnydale High School. It had been the high school that had been drawing her like a bug to a light. Duncan was unable to resist its call.

It had all started about a year after Buffy had married Willow. Legally married Willow in Vermont no less. Duncan was about 6 and half. Willow had made Buffy stop chaining her up all the time. Slowly Duncan was allowed to play outside. She loved chasing her own bugs for diner. Her mistresses had to train her to be more discrete when bug hunting. From there they had allowed her to go for walks on her own. Then she was allowed to go to the store. At first just the 7 – 11 but later to any store in Sunnydale when the women needed things. Duncan was an excellent shopper. But the best thing was her mistresses’ let her go to the movies. Duncan loved the movies. It was her favorite thing in the world to do.

On Friday nights Duncan was allowed to go out to the movies when she was good. And that had been when the trouble really began. At the movies on Friday night Duncan bumped into other teens. Duncan had never been around any other teens besides Buffy. She had spent very little time with people who treated her as anything other then a hole to stick things in. Outside of her time with Buffy, Duncan had been either training to be used by a slayer, or tied down and used as a sex object at Beth’s club. So one day while Duncan was playing a video game at the arcade in the movie center two teenage boys spoke with her. Her first response was to move away from the machine thinking the boys wanted the machine but when they stayed with her and not the machine she had been confused. And also excited. Part of her brain registered that they thought she was human and that pleased her. And the more she went to the movie center the more teens spoke with her. And the more she wanted to be around people closer to her own age. The more she wanted the pretense of being human.

So in time Duncan had started running away from home and following the teens to places they hung out; the Bronze, the Mall, the movie center, the arcade and the high school. It was about an hour before school let out and about two and half-hours before Tara came home. It gave her time. Duncan quietly made her way on to campus. It wasn’t the first time she had snuck into school. If it had been earlier she would have gone to the cafeteria, but since it was late afternoon Duncan would need to choose between the library and the student center. Neither sounded that great so instead Duncan decided to roam the halls and see if there was anything cool happening.

It was a big mistake. Duncan’s wandering led her down the science wing. She liked the science wing. It reminded her of two of her mistresses. Tara was a botanist with the California Botanical Institute and Willow was a chemical engineer with CIM. A research firm. They may both have been witches or goddesses in training and they may both have been able to suspend the laws of physic but that didn’t mean they didn’t respect those laws.

So Duncan found herself standing outside of the chemistry classroom while a young teacher was demonstrating the 3 states of matter. Duncan was totally fascinated. Before she realized what she was doing she found herself standing inside the classroom. In truth she came by this class a great deal. She liked the teacher, Mrs. Williamson, a great deal. So when the teacher pointed out an empty seat Duncan graciously took the seat. And when Mrs. Williamson handed her, a textbook she happily followed along with the lesson. And she almost jumped for joy when the class began doing a lab experiment at their lab tables. She was so excited that when class was over she was still going over her notes on the experiment. Who knew ice was that exciting? So in her excitement she forgot to be careful and run away like she normally did when school authorities saw her.

“You seemed to enjoy class a great deal today.” Mrs. Williamson said. It had been a long time since one of her students had been that happy in her class. The girl almost purred. Well at least she imagined she purred.

“Fun, your class was a lot of fun.” Duncan said. She still had not registered the need to run away.

“Why don’t you sign up for the class. I see you standing outside of my room a lot.” The teacher asked

“Ah” that was the most Duncan could manage. She and words still were not on the best of terms at times.

“You know I can’t just let you come in here without being signed up for the class.” Mrs. Williamson stated realizing there was something wrong. She had no idea what but her teacher senses were going off. “If you like I can speak with one of the counselors about getting you transferred into the class. “

When Duncan began backing herself literally in a corner Mrs. Williamson knew there was something really wrong. “Are you in one of the special Ed classes, I can talk with your teacher about mainstreaming you. From what I saw today I don’t think the work is too hard for you." Mrs. Williamson offered. Duncan only kept walking backwards until she walked into the wall. Then she fought her instinct to get down on all fours and growl. Her mistresses had been working with her to make her act more human.

After several minutes of silence Mrs. Williamson said, “I think you probably should tell me what is going on here. Do you even go to Sunnydale high?”

“No” Duncan whispered.

“No you don’t go to Sunnydale high or no you won’t tell me?”

“I don’t go to school,” Duncan said with a deep sadness.

“You don’t look old enough to have graduated yet.”

“I have never been to school, I can read though.” Duncan said the last part with a lot of pride, not many Reinfields learn to read. And none in her race memory learned as young as she had.

“But you don’t go to school?”

Duncan just shook her head.

“Would you like to go to school?”

Duncan took a moment to think about that question. She wanted to go to school more then anything in the world but was it possible. She knew she should answer no but something inside her rebelled and she said, “More then anything in the world.”

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Chapter 2 Chains on the Mind

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[The Year is 2008]

Duncan had been sore before she snuck off to the Sunnydale High, now she had a major fear of sitting. Willow had picked her up from the high school principles office. She had no idea who this Snyder person was, but Duncan was sure she didn’t want to meet him. Her bottom had suffered enough over him already. Duncan usually didn’t understand most of Willows rants but she did understand Willow was very angry. So angry in fact that after she had spanked Duncan and given Duncan’s bottom to Tara to spank, Tara had some anger issues as well, Willow tied Duncan to the kitchen table and spanked her a second time.

The little Reinfield was dreading what Buffy was going to do to her when she got home. Willow and Tara had left her tied to the table while they argued in the living room. Duncan didn’t have slayer hearing so she couldn’t hear her mistresses. Her bottom was throbbing. She had taken much worse beatings at Buffy’s hands but somehow a spanking from her angry mistresses hurt her far worse then ones she received in sexual play. Mostly Duncan liked the things Buffy did to her and Duncan loved Buffy absolutely without question.

After an hour of being tied to the table Duncan heard Buffy arguing with her other mistresses. The arguing went on for a long time. Duncan tried to wipe her tears away on the sleeve of her shirt. Her tears were not from the pain in her still throbbing bottom but from the unknown ache in her heart. It was the same ache that had sent her to the school in the first place. The same ache that had answered Mrs. Williamson. It hurt far worse then any physical punishment could.

It was hard to wipe away tears when your hands were tied to the table legs. Then she heard the footsteps of the three magical beings as they moved into the kitchen. Wordlessly Duncan felt Buffy roughly grab her pants and unzip them. Both Willow and Tara had spanked her with her jeans on. Buffy was another story. Duncan held her breath hoping Buffy wouldn’t rip her pants off her. She liked this pair of jeans a lot. The Reinfield felt her pants and panties pulled down below her knees. She breathed a sign of relief; The slayer wasn’t going to rip them to shreds.

What relief she felt was gone in the second that Buffy’s hand began smacking her sore bottom. The slayers hand was harder then any belt would ever be. Tears poured from the girl by the time she felt Buffy push the head of her plastic cock into her rear opening.

“Buffy!” was shouted in a command voice from Willow. And Duncan felt the head pulled out. The Reinfield knew without seeing that Tara had just handed Buffy a tube of lube. Duncan signed again with relief when she felt Buffy spreading a thick layer of lube in her back entrance. Being taken up the ass by an angry slayer without lube really could be cruel and usual punishment.

Any thought of salvation Duncan might have had was soon lost as the creature received the ass fucking from hell. This was one of the slayers better talents. When you were fucked by Buffy you stayed fucked, and your body remembers it for days. But the fucking wasn’t really the punishment for Duncan, no the real punishment was the come factor. Duncan could not come unless Buffy allowed it. And an angry Buffy was not going to let Duncan come. The problem was that Duncan was a Reinfield and unlike humans, Reinfields pulled sexual magic into their bodies and then released a purified form back out of there bodies into there owners when they came. If they didn’t come the energy just stayed inside them building. Holding the energy started to become painful. Even a short session could create a great deal of pain in a Reinfield. An hour-long hard ass fucking from Buffy without coming was serious big time pain.

And an hour was all Willow was going to allow. It was her job in their marriage to protect Duncan. It was even in their vows. So exactly on the hour marker Willow’s eyes began to glow and Buffy found her self staring at Willow eyes as the words “Back off” echoed in an inhuman voice. It took Willow’s magic voice to reach the lust-addicted slayer more often then not.

“Sorry” Buffy said before pulling out of her slave.

“Duncan are you ok.” Tara asked the girl as she started to untie the girl’s hands.

“Yes, I am fine.” Duncan answered now wiping away her tears. She hated crying in front of her mistresses, in front of Buffy.

Tara moved around the table to untie her other hand while Willow dealt with Buffy’s lust. Willow had removed the latex dildo and was licking her wet pussy. The only real way to deal with Buffy’s lust was to use a mixture of a little magic with a lot of clit abuse. Willow was very good at keeping Buffy in line.

Tara moved around and untied Duncan’s legs from the table before helping her to stand up. Duncan knew her own pussy was too wet to just put her pant back on so she began with Tara’s help to pull them off. There was just something naughty about being spanked or fucked with your pants half on and half off. Leaving Buffy and Willow in the kitchen to do even naughtier things than leaving your pants on, Duncan still needing Tara’s help headed off to the shower.

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Buffy and Willow were both smiling. Sometimes it was nauseating the way they behaved after a really good fuck. And judging from the noise all over the house, it had been a very good fuck. Tara had cleaned Duncan up and the two of them had laid down in the bedroom with Mr. Dragon and Miss Kitty to watch TV. The sci-fi channel what else. Duncan carefully stretched out on her stomach and was just as carefully touching Tara. Trying to get as much skin contact as she could. Tara recognized her behavior as an attempt at asking for forgiveness as well as a way of saying how scared she was. Normally Duncan didn’t get that frighten from a round of ‘Lets punish the Reinfield.’ Buffy did much worse as part of the daily coarse of events. So Tara, young Tara, wasn’t sure why exactly this session had shook up the little Reinfield so much. And Duncan was shook up. The way she was pushed up against her spoke louder then words.

Looking down at Duncan one last time, Tara closed her eyes and made contact with herself. An older self. And then she felt Duncan shift just the smallest amount. Duncan always felt the time shifts. “It’s ok Duncan, it’s still me, just an older me.” Tara explained to calm Duncan down. Duncan was usually confused by the time shifts and what confused Duncan tended to frighten her.

“Ok” Duncan said but from her tone it was clear she still had a lot of fear. Tara pulled up Duncan's overly large tee shirt and looked at her red bottom. It clearly must have stung and would be bruised by morning. Not that it wouldn’t heal just as quickly. Reinfields were designed exactly for this kind of abuse and general use. Tara could of course heal the girl. She was a goddess in training. But somethings were better left to nature. Duncan would need to remember this spanking. Moving her hand over the girl’s bottom she began to stretch her mind out and check the rest of her body. Buffy had really had a good time at the girl’s expense. Buffy really did know how to fuck a person so they wouldn't forget about it soon. Duncan would be feeling this session for a couple of days in her tender tissue. Tara was tempted to heal that a little, not completely, but that too was a lesson best left to time. Buffy might have left an impression but the slayer had not hurt the girl. From that point Tara moved over the rest of the girl’s body. And stopped in shock at her mind.

Tara had never expected to feel that much pain coming from a Reinfield’s mind. She knew Duncan was special but she had no idea just how special. Knowing she could not heal this wound magically either Tara did the only thing she could do, the earth goddess cried. It was only a single tear, but the tear was from someone who had known the pain of eternity. After several minutes of silences Tara figured out a battle plan. She would need to make her wives understand how much pain Duncan was in. How badly the girl needed to go to school. Given time she knew she could explain it to Willow. But Buffy would need a demonstration. The merging of her soul with Shiva had not been good for the slayers reason capacity. Buffy wasn’t Faith but she tended to be a little more of an 'act first ask questions later' kind of gal. Not that Tara really would have complained about Buffy. Buffy did in fact ask questions. Lots of question and that was the big difference between her and the other slayers.

Twenty minutes later Duncan was becoming very frightened. Her three mistresses were circling the bed. And not in a ‘it’s time for group sex kind of way.’ Duncan had not lost any of her need to come from Buffy’s earlier treatment. That was part of the Reinfields curse to stay right on the edge of coming until their owner gave them permission. Duncan was literally stuck on the edge of orgasm until Buffy released her. So the idea of group sex was a nice one to Duncan. Willow always made Buffy let her come in group sex. But this circling was not group sex circling, it was 'Duncan had done something wrong and must be punished' circling.

Duncan closed her eyes and said a short prayer to the goddess that they would let her sleep chained in the dungeon and not spank her again. Having Buffy in the house meant having a dungeon. Willow might have banned Buffy from the clubs but she wasn’t stupid enough not to know Buffy needed the kind of treatment she got in the clubs. Willow almost never chained Duncan up much less in the dungeon but there had been the one time Duncan bit Xander. Willow had made her sleep chained to Buffy’s punishment bench. Willow had been so mad she even whipped Duncan with her bullwhip. Duncan could count on two fingers the number of times Willow had whipped her with a bullwhip. Buffy was not allowed to use a bullwhip, period. In fact Willow had order Buffy to use only her hand, belt or riding crop on Duncan. No canes, whips, paddles or kitchen utensils on Duncans skin. Also Willow forbade the use of clit or breast weights or butt plugs on Duncan.

The last part had surprised and confused Duncan a lot. Willow made Tara wear a clit weight almost everyday. Tara didn’t even complain about it anymore. She just got out of bed took her shower and before she dressed in the morning, Tara would dutifully bring her collection of clit weights to Willow. Each morning Willow would select one, be it the heaviest, the tightest or the lightest one, for Tara to wear. And while Tara was sentenced to wear clit weights, Buffy wore butt plugs. More often then not with breast clamps. With the amount of sex Buffy had in a single day, the clit weights just got in the way. Besides Buffy tended to have multiple orgasms just walking to the mail box when she wore clit weights and it just got way too embarrassing going to the grocery story with the slayer.

After a few more circles of the bed Tara said. “Will you two take a seat, you're scaring her, the demonstration will begin in a moment.”

Duncan was very confused and now had a death grip on Mr. Dragon. Buffy and Willow had brought chairs in from the kitchen and were holding hands, staring at her like it was sweeps week on Star Trek The Generation After the Next Generation After the Last One. Tara moved carefully over to the bed. Duncan figuring Tara wanted to spank her again, pulled up her tee shirt and assumed the position. All three of her mistresses laughed at her.

“Duncan I know you’re just trying to be a good girl and we shouldn’t laugh.” Buffy said between chuckles. Duncan looked extremely cute and vulnerable on the bed that way.

“No more spanking today so just relax.” Tara said as she touched Duncan lightly on the shoulders. To make the girl feel a little more secure she moved the girls' tee shirt back down her body.

‘Duncan do you think you can stand up for me at the end of the bed. I think your bottom is a little too sore for you to lay on your back yet.” Tara directed. Duncan did as she was told and was a little surprised when she was turned to face the slayer and witch. Tara then had her spread her legs wide apart and put her hands on the back of her head.

“As you can see her pussy is still very wet and Buffy has not let her come yet this evening. Which has to be it’s own special little hell for Duncan after the Olympic Gold Metal Ass Fucking contest she was subjected to. For those of you not currently living outside of time, for a Reinfield, the worst possible punishment is to be brought to the edge of orgasm and to be left there. I believe this exact punishment was given to Angel when he was in hell.”

“Oh yeah, permanent hard on. Still don’t understand the leather pants thing though.” Willow babbled. They had discussed Angel’s torments on both sides of heaven and hell many times. No one understood the leather pants need thing. A need that Faith also seemed to share.

“If you want me to make Duncan come, Tara, you only have to ask, you don’t need the dramatics.” Buffy stated.

“Don’t let her come just yet. “ Tara quickly said, adding a little magic time delay. She needed Duncan come free for a little longer. Buffy was amazed at the feel of Tara’s magic. She had already given the come command and it felt odd having it returned to her. Duncan for her part quietly sighed. She really wanted to come and to be that close really did seem unfair.

“This is going to take a few minutes but I need you both to watch. No participating with each other or us. Hands to yourselves, pants zipped for now. You think the two of you can handle that?” Tara asked, or rather told her wives. Willow may have been the head butch in the family but Tara wore the pants.

“Ok” Willow said “Fine” Buffy said; though Buffy did cross her arms in silent protest.

Tara then slid down to the floor and began to torment the Reinfields already over used and abused pussy. It was the older more experienced Tara doing the licking so in less then five minutes Duncan’s whole body was shaking with the need to come. Duncan at some point began to shake so hard that Buffy jumped out of her chair and lowered her carefully on to the bed. She may have been on her back but with what Tara was doing to her Duncan didn’t noticed.

“Ok now can I let her come.” Buffy asked still holding her slave.

“Not yet, give me another few minutes.” Tara said, her tongue had never left the girls' pussy the whole time Buffy lowered Duncan to the bed.

“I don’t think she can take another few minutes Tara I think your hurting her.” Willow added concerned.

“Alright I show you both now.” Tara said as she moved her finger in the place of her tongue. Duncan just moaned ‘please’

“Duncan I am going to give you a choice. A simple choice but first I want you to tell me something. I know words are hard for you especially when you're in this state but I need you to use words.” Tara said this while her fingers danced over Duncan clit. Duncan legs were shaking like crazy and her hip were bucking by this time.

“Do you want to come. I need you to tell me how bad you want to come.” Tara asked

“B b b bb bad. I need to come bad. It ..It.. It.. It hurts. Goddess it hurts.” Duncan said tears flowing from her eyes, her whole body was alive with the need to come.

“Jesus Tara, we can see she needs to come, now take the whammy off and let me let her come.” Buffy ordered.

Tara ignoring Buffy said, “Duncan I am going to give you a choice, it is a simple one, you can choose to wait until tomorrow to come and go to school, or you can come now and never go near the high school again. The choice is yours.”

Willow and Buffy looked at Tara like she was nuts. Duncan was a Reinfield. Reinfield did not have long range goals. Tomorrow may as well have been never in Reinfield time. All this torment for nothing, Duncan’s mind would choose coming now, that instant. Duncan got upset when things took longer then five minutes.

Which was why both Willow and Buffy were surprised when Duncan didn’t start screaming “Let me come” right away. And as they turned their stare from Tara to Duncan they were amazed that Duncan said nothing. They even double-checked Tara’s hand that was still tormenting the hell out of Duncan’s pussy.

And just about the time they were going to ask Duncan if she had heard the question, Duncan answered. “School, I can wait until tomorrow to come. Are you going to play with my pussy until then?” The fear in the girl’s voice was clear.

Willow sat down on the floor in shock. Buffy just pulled Duncan tighter into her arms and with a quick move pushed Tara’ s hand away. “There will be no more torture of the pussy tonight.” Buffy stated protectively.

“Buffy you are going to need to hold her tight. I didn’t exactly stop your come commands I just time delayed them.” Tara explained and as if on cue Duncan’s Body rocked into orgasm. Worse since Duncan released magic when she came, Buffy rocked into orgasm a few seconds later. It was amazing how many time-delayed commands Buffy had given in those few minutes while Tara had tortured Duncan.

Duncan passed out after the fourth or fifth one. Not that her body stopped coming. No Buffy was treated to more then a dozen hard orgasms from Duncan’s release.

“Don’t even try and whine to me Buffy, most of this was your magic not mine.” Tara stated while moving Buffy back onto the bed for yet another orgasm.

“I feel the need to state I don’t like your old mean 'hey I am a goddess' self.” Buffy said before another orgasm rocked her.

Catching her breath the slayer continued, “I knew there was a reason why I like to have sex with other people. Other people meaning other people who don’t pour massive amounts of magic back into you, or use witchy goddess like tricks on you, oh I am going to come again. Jesus Tara what the hell did you do to Duncan! Oh yeah!” Buffy babbled. The hours Duncan had held the unreleased magic had only served to amplify it. But this blast was special; It carried with it all of Duncan’s emotional needs as well. It was in short a hell of a ride for the slayer.

They had let Duncan sleep in. That wasn’t that unusual, but it was unusual when she slept in with Buffy wrapped around her. Buffy didn’t need to sleep. But there she was snoring away with Duncan curled in her arms. Duncan had missed waking up that way. Ever since the angel merged with Buffy, the slayer hadn’t needed to sleep. Duncan would have been happy to stay that way forever only she was a biological being and she needed to pee. That and stretch her legs. Her muscles felt like they had fought a war.

Slowly she slid her body out from under Buffy trying hard not to wake the sleeping slayer. It didn’t work. Just about the time she was almost free, she heard Buffy say, “Hurry back, I want to play.”

Buffy had gone extremely easy on her. The slayer had only tapped her bottom twice with her hand. It was rare for Buffy not to spank Duncan at least once a day. And the sex they had was soft. Buffy was tender without a hint of her slayer’s lust in sight. And when they finished Buffy had carried Duncan to the bathroom and bathed her. It had been a log time since Buffy had bathed her.

Sometime after that Willow and Tara joined Duncan who was in the kitchen being served breakfast by Buffy.

“I think we are all here. It’s time we talked.” Willow announced

Duncan automatically stood up and bent over the table, thinking her mistresses were still angry with her.

“Duncan sit down and eat your breakfast. We are done with the punishment phase of our household drama.” Buffy said while flopping pancakes onto Duncan's plate.

“Ok” Duncan replied as she sat down and began pouring syrup on her favorite breakfast food.

“Do you really want to go to school?” Willow asked

“Yes.”

“Duncan why do you want to go to school. Make us understand.” Tara asked

“I don’t really know. It’s where real people are. Not demons. Real people. And they learn stuff like states of matter. Did you know ice was the solid form of water? And steam is the gas form? That is what I learned in school the other day. And other stuff too. I know I could read books. I know if I asked you, you would find them for me like from the library but it’s not the same as learning with people. I like people. I like being around people not just you guys. Some times I dream about being human. About becoming real.” Duncan pleaded.

“You want to become real?” Buffy asked

“Stupid huh?”

“When I was a little older then you are, 15, I was called. After that all I wanted was to be normal. To be just like everyone else. It was all about ‘the fitting in.’ Is that what you mean by becoming real?” Buffy asked.

“I think so. I just want to do this one thing like human people. You all went to school. I love the story’s you and Willow tell about your high school days. Except the Snyder parts. They hurt. And I love when you all talk about College stuff. I just want something like that.”

“It’s not going to be easy.” Tara stated

“You’ll have to hide who you are. Which means learning to over come your Reinfield instincts. Like automatically bending over the table to be spanked.” Willow pointed out.

“We aren't kidding Duncan this is going to be really tough.” Buffy added.

“I understand.” Duncan said a little defeated.

“We are going to let you try, Dunc, don’t give up just yet. We are just saying it will be tough.” Buffy said smiling.

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Chapter 3 The Learning Curve

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Duncan sat outside of the principles office. She was glad Tara was sitting next to her. She hated being nervous. Her Reinfield instincts told her to jump on the counter and howl, then pull her pants down and rub her genitals on the corner of the counter until Buffy came out of the office and spanked her. And if the urge to do that wasn’t bad enough, she also wanted to hunt bugs in the office. She knew somewhere in the office there were a couple of cockroaches or at least a spider. When she was nervous or afraid it was so hard to fight her Reinfield instincts and needs.

So instead, Duncan squeezed her legs together and remembered that on top of it all she was horny. Buffy only had enough time to finger fuck her before she had to get dressed. She already missed Buffy’s hard morning fucks after the slayer returned from patrolling and today was only the first day of school. Well at least Buffy had promised to play with her after school.

Finally giving into her fear, Duncan reached over and held Tara’s hand. As Tara smiled at her she began to go over the things she needed to remember. Her name was Rachel Duncan. She was 15. Born 5/4/93. She was home schooled all her life. Her legal guardians were Willow and Buffy Rosenberg-Summers. Buffy was a used car sales person and Willow was a chemist. They were legally married first in Vermont in 2002 and then again in California in 2005 when the new laws were passed. Tara McClain was a family friend that lived with them. Tara had temporary custody rights when Buffy and Willow were away.

Duncan just kept repeating these facts over and over in her mind. She knew most were either lies or extreme variations on the truth.

Inside the office Buffy and Willow were receiving the third degree from a panel of high school staff.

“Duncan has lived with you for the last three years but her records don’t say who she lived with before she came to live with you?” Mrs. Kemp the school social worker asked.

“She lived with her family and now she lives with us. Not much to tell.” Buffy said. The years had not given the slayer a lot of patients. And she sucked at undercover. Besides Buffy had hated Mrs. Kemp’s attempts at social working her when she was in high school. Mrs. Kemp was about to ask another question when she saw Buffy’s hand print forming in the bending metal of the chair arm. Mrs. Kemp had survived graduation day and she decided she really didn’t need to know more. If Buffy Summers wanted this kid in school she knew better then to ask too many questions.

Mrs. Williamson was waiting for Christy Kemp to ask more questions. That was not a good enough answer by any stretch of the imagination. She then looked over at Mrs. Myerly. Ruth was a good teacher but she wasn’t the volunteer type. Which made it all the stranger that Ruth had volunteered for this assignment. Especially since Ruth hadn’t wanted to ask any question about the girl either. Bob Thorton, the school principal had never cared much for his students. He was just pissed that a new student was being added a month after school had started. And the fact she had lesbian parents, or as he called them, “THOSE PEOPLE” didn’t help. “Bloody hippie communist bastards just have to enter their kid in mid year so it will cost the board extra money. Fucking dykes.” Was how his rant always started when Duncan’s name was mentioned.

“Rachel did very well on her placement testing. She scored high in science and math, while her English scores were a little low.” Martha Williamson said breaking the silence.

“She did well in Science and Math?” Willow said smiling. She had never gotten the teachers pet thing out of her blood.

“Yes. Rachel did mention that you were a chemist and your friend that lives with you is a botanist. And you have both taken her to work with you many times.” Martha continued.

“Well I haven’t taken her with me that much, but she often goes with Tara to the institute or she works in our green house. “ Willow said proudly.

“She also mentioned sometimes going with you, Ms Summers, during the day. I would guess helping you with car sales would be a good way of learning math.” Martha said.

“Yeah I guess.” Buffy said, she was a lousy liar.

Buffy actually did work as a car sales person one or two days a week. One of the swinger couples she saw on a regular bases owned a car lot. When the IRS became interested in Buffy, she had needed a place to claim as her work place. The IRS was interested in Buffy because she owned one of Sunnydales eleven sex clubs. She had bought it for a dollar from a very evil purple Limoning demon that Buffy ran out of town. After she had purchased it, she then managed to buy Beth’s contract from the watchers counsel.

Buffy had always hated the way the counsel treated Beth, and she had been looking for a way to get Beth out of her contract with the counsel. The club gave her a condition that was expectable for Beth’s service contract to be sold. Magic contracts were very precise and often a pain in the ass.

Beth ran the club and managed several of Buffy rental properties. Buffy had saved the life of a young girl whose rich grand mother had in turn sold Buffy several rental properties for almost nothing. It was the older woman’s way of fighting evil. She knew a full time regular job would be hard for the slayer to hold. Beth had managed the property well and even managed to add a lot more land to Buffy’s list of property.

“Here is the deal ladies.” Bob Thornton said with pure disgust in his voice. “The school board says we have to let your kid go to school. But she will have to make up all the work she has missed to get credit for this semester.”

“Mrs. Williamson and myself are willing to help Rachel with this task. Not only to make up her work but also to fill in the blanks in her education. Meaning the areas she was a little behind in on her placement test, like English for example. “ Mrs. Myerly said

“If it is ok with you we were wondering if Rachel could work with us after school until 5pm. It would only be until she has caught up. We were thinking on Mondays and Wednesday's Mrs. Myerly could work with her on English and History. And Tuesdays and Thursdays I could work on Science and Math with her. And on Friday we would alternate helping her catch up on her other subjects like computer, art and gym as well as general study.” Mrs. Williamson stated.

“She has to make up gym, how do you make up gym?” Buffy asked.

“Ms. Reeves has given us several make up tests and exercises. Mostly involving rules for games like volleyball and tennis. A few essays on Olympic athletics, and the origin of modern football. That kind of thing. She has to be able to show the school board Rachel earned her grade. It is the same thing she does for students that break bones and can not participate in sports.” Martha Williamson explained.

“Oh” was Buffy’s only answer.

“And you’re willing to work with her after school each day?” Willow asked.

“If that is all right with the two of you. But Rachel will not get credit for the semester unless she completes the make up work.” Mrs. Myerly said.

“Both my wife and I would be grateful for your help.” Willow replied smiling ear to ear. She loved school.

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It had been two weeks since Duncan started going to school. And so far the school part had been ok. Other then being called a dyke by the other students. To be honest she still didn’t understand exactly why being a dyke was a bad thing. Then she didn’t really understand what a dyke was.

She had asked her mistresses what the word meant. Buffy told her a story about a dam, a duck and a Dutch boy who stuck his fingers in things. She was still confused by that story. Willow just told her it was not a nice word people used and she preferred to be called gay. Well there was the whole rant thing about not being a resident of the isle of Lesbos. Duncan still didn’t get Willows rants most of the time. And when she asked Tara what a Dyke was, the apprentice goddess just asked her to explain where she had her it, and then told her human kids could be mean and not to worry about it. Duncan had finally gone to the library and looked it up. And that was the final thing that confused her. Why would anyone care if she slept with women? She was supposed to sleep with women. She was bonded to a slayer. And being bonded to a slayer was a huge honor.

But that wasn’t the only thing that was bothering her. When she had started going to school she stopped sleeping between Willow and Tara although she still slept with Mr. Dragon. But she missed them. She didn’t like waking up in the middle of the night alone in her room. Buffy must have sensed this because the slayer had started climbing into bed with her when she returned from her last patrol.

Still Duncan felt out of place at home. Her mistresses didn’t spank her except on Fridays. And even then it was little more then a tap. While most of the spankings Duncan received were sexual in nature the ones that were the discipline type were done more to help Duncan calm down. When Willow and Tara had moved in with Buffy and Duncan, they had both concentrated on getting Buffy’s lust under control. Since Duncan was the major cure for Buffy, the witches could do little outside of bandaging her up. Then Willow with Tara’s help had discovered how to control Buffy’s addiction with her own brand of discipline. With this done Willow started trying to make Duncan act more human. Unchaining her in the house, teaching her to go out into public, teaching her to stand upright and walk instead of crawl. Most of it worked. Duncan longed to please her mistress but it was an up hill struggle.

Buffy had done a great deal of work with Duncan even before her wives moved in. By the time Willow and Tara met Duncan, Buffy was taking her shopping in the mall and she was walking up right in public. But Buffy still hadn’t gotten Duncan to walk up right in the house. Even now Duncan would crawl around the house rather the walk and had to be reminded; though she almost always walked upright when she was out of the house. Except when she was bug hunting in the yard.

Then the early training she had received before she was bonded to Buffy had been brutal. She was trained never to walk up right. To allow no one other then her bonded master to touch her pussy, unless her master had given permission to another person. Both Willow and Tara had Buffy’s permission to touch Duncan anywhere. She was never to touch her genitals with her fingers other then to clean herself and that had to be brief. Oddly she was trained to relieve the pain of holding back organism by rubbing her genitals against the floor or other hard objects like chair corners. Willow had whipped Duncan twice in her life, with her bullwhip, though Willow had not broken the girls skin. The first time was for biting Xander. The second was for ruining her lap top computer by masturbating with it all day while she was at work. Duncan had rubbed herself raw and left Willow’s favorite toy soaking wet and short-circuited.

Duncan was trained never to stand up by the use of a fifteen-pound clit weight with an electric device that shocked Duncan when she lifted it off the ground. Reinfields biology was very different from humans. Their clits were a combination of several glands used for magic collection and release and nerve endings. It was why they felt pain in their clits when they weren’t allowed to come. And their clits could get extremely large when they didn’t come. They could become as large as a softball, as well as being hard as a rock and round in shape. An unbound Reinfield’s clit would get as large a baseball. Duncan’s was about golf ball size when she was bound with Buffy.

It had taken Buffy a long time to tell her wives what she had seen the watchers do to Duncan before she was bounded. Not that they stopped there abuse after she was bounded. Buffy still had not told them much about the things done to her as well. When Buffy had met Duncan for the first time the girl was chained down to the floor with heavy chains. Her wrist and ankle cuffs were chained directly into the floor so she could not move at all. Duncan was covered in whiplashes from the top of her back to the back of her calves. Her stomach and breasts were whipped as well. There were two heavy chains crisscrossing her back. She had a dog collar on and the leash was tied in a way that made Duncan stretch her neck painfully. She was wearing the heavy electric clit trainer as well as heavy nipple clamps.

The creature had horrified Buffy, but her own 'out of control' lust was rushing her body. She was in full withdrawal. Every inch of her body shook with the need to come. The watchers would bring her in to see Duncan and she would freak out and they would whip Duncan even more. Then take Buffy out of the room. Then her lust would kick in and she would beg them for release. They would repeat the process until finally Buffy couldn’t stand it any more. They had untied Duncans leash and had Buffy stand naked in front of Duncan so she could lick the slayer’s pussy exactly the way Beth had trained her to.

For Duncan, and to some extent Buffy, Beth had been the gentle hand that trained them both. Merrik had been much like Giles was now, her mentor. Pike had been a little like Willow or Xander. Trevor had been the king of them all. The one who enjoy tormenting people. The one who gave the orders? There were four or five other watchers involved in their early training.

It was because of Duncan’s early training that Buffy had asked Willow to never use clit weights or plugs on Duncan. Most of the stranger house rules that involved Duncan in truth came from Buffy. It had been Buffy who had finally made Willow understand that Duncan honestly needed to be spanked. Tara had understood it first, and had turned Duncan over her knee on more then a few occasions. Willow finally followed suit. The Reinfield part of her soul simply felt unloved unless her mistresses displaced her well. To be honest on more then a number of occasions they had spanked Duncan without knowing why she thought she needed it. If you asked her while she was being spanked she usually told you.

Duncan behaved in a certain way when she honestly thought she had done something bad. She acted nervous, more nervous then usual. Her legs would not stay still. She bounced around the house on all fours rather then crawled. She would hunt bugs without really wanting to catch them. She growled at the air and made several inhuman noises. Duncan did most of these things normally but when she started putting them together with her patented guilty look, her mistresses usually knew she wanted a spanking.

Tara, Willow and Buffy were sitting by the pool drinking ice tea. They had been watching Duncan swim in small circles in the pool. They had been watching her behavior become more erratic all day.

“Why don’t we just spank her and get it over with?” Tara asked.

“You mean you are not enjoying synchronized Reinfield Swimming?” Buffy asked in her perky voice.

“I am with Buffy on this. Sometimes the things she thinks up to do are amazing.” Willow said.

“Does this mean you actually enjoyed the beetles spitting game earlier today?” Buffy asked

“Ew, did you have to remind me. I never thought I would want her to just eat the bugs.” Willow said.

“So we spank her when she gets out of the pool?” Tara asked.

“We may not have to if she drowns herself.” Buffy said as she shot out of her chair and into the pool.

Fifteen minutes later Buffy was carrying Duncan over her shoulder toward the dungeon. Once Willow and Tara had their careers underway they had built the house. With the money Buffy made from the club they could afford to build a very nice house. The main floor had a guest living room, a family room, dining room, bathroom and kitchen. The upstairs had two master bedrooms, a den, a large library, and a huge bathroom. The bathroom had a large four head shower that they could all fit in easily, a large tub with the faucet on the side so two of them could soak in it at the same time, and a large treatment area with a medical examination table and a butchers block with drawers full of supplies. This was where they treated most of Buffy’s and Duncan’s wounds. Outside the house there was a large green house that Tara and Willow used to grow magical ingredients and a pool with a built in deck. They also had a kiln in the yard. There was a gazebo with a secret room underneath for Willow and Tara to do spells in. The house had several secret staircase, walls and panels. Buffy wanted them to be able to get away from whatever might be chasing them inside the house. The basement had extra storage space, a laundry room, an extra bedroom, Buffy’s work out room and the Dungeon.

The Dungeon was as large as most of the other rooms in the house but did not show on the blue prints. It was built underground and had an entrance in the green house. It too had a large group shower and a tub used for water torture. Buffy sometimes needed to use the room for her work. There were punishment benches and poles. Tall stocks you had to stand up in and pilgrim stocks you had to sit in. Whipping frames that someone could be hung upside down in. Bungie swings. Wall manacles. And the device Buffy was about to tie Duncan into.

“Duncan got dizzy not mean drown, not mean get Buffy wet.” Duncan screamed as Buffy tore off her suit.

Buffy then pulled off her own clothes and tossed them in a pile with Duncan’s recently slayed swimsuit.

Buffy looked around and saw Tara and Willow watching her and said, “No voyeurs, either leave or strip.”

Willow playfully started out the door and Buffy dropped Duncan and chased after her. In a few seconds Buffy was carrying Willow back into the Dungeon. “Let me put that another way. The angel of death said strip. You are my women, me cave Buffy make monkey love to women, now strip.”

“And you said I had been spending too much time with Xander.” Willow replied while she quickly got undressed. Tara looked at her wives, shook her head and began to get undressed.

With her wives undressing she returned to her Reinfield. The device she was going to put Duncan on was specially made for her by the man Beth employed to make similar items for her club. The first part of the device was like a swing. There was a board that was fitted over Duncan's front and curved into a swing like bottom that had a dildo at the end of it. Buffy stuffed the plastic piece into Duncan’s wet pussy. Once that piece was fixed in place Duncan’s legs were pulled up and she hung on the swing parallel to the floor with most of her weight carried against her hips on the dildo. Then her legs were pulled back into almost a frog stance and lashed to the side poles at the calves. This spread her buttock checks wide open and allowed deep penetration of her ass. Her hands were then tied behind her back at the wrist. Once that was done her arms were then tied to a center bar above her mid section. This put a lot of pressure on her shoulders and pulled her head a little higher than her bottom, again placing most of the weight on her hips and dildo, the rest of her weight was balanced by the board in front that ended just below her nipples.

This done Buffy tossed Willow her favorite silk cat of nine tails. If this had been Tara, Willow would simply caress Tara with the whip, but Duncan needed a strong hand just the same as Buffy. Willow didn’t disappoint. She began at a break neck pace whipping Duncan’s bottom.

Buffy gathered supplies then returned to Tara. Taking the future goddess by the hand she pulled her over to Duncan turning her to face the Reinfield. Getting on her hands and knees she grabbed Tara’s clit weight in her teeth. Tara tried not to buck. Gently Buffy began rolling the little chain around her tongue until it was neatly encircling it. Tara just moaned and Willow enjoyed the view and increased her whipping of Duncan. With the chain around her tongue Buffy began to torment Tara’s clit until she bucked her hips hard and screamed, “Willow.” It was one more thing the slayer and witch had in common.

Tara realizing she had bucked her hips hard quickly looked down to see if her prisoner clit was unharmed only to find Buffy smiling at her with the now liberated weight in her mouth. Tara never did understand how Buffy could remove the weight with her mouth. Not that she minded.

Buffy quickly buckled a strap on Tara then she moved down to Willow and strapped the largest dildo in their collection on the redhead. Showing Willow the magic lube she had chosen Buffy squirted a large amount on the dildo and directly into Duncan’s back door. After kissing Willow hard on the mouth for several minutes Buffy returned to Tara.

First Buffy tied Tara’s arms to the top of the frame Duncan was hung on. Next she helped Tara aim the strap on into Duncan’s mouth. At the same time Willow tossed the whip to the side and mounted Duncan. While Willow rode Duncan, the Reinfield was also giving Tara a blowjob. Buffy caressed Tara’s back and kissed the blond witch’s neck. Tara was almost ready to come when she felt Buffy’s well oiled fingers enter her back entrance. Buffy was generally anally obsessed so she wasn’t surprised. The slayer’s fingers felt good there and Duncan was incredible when it came to eating pussy or giving blowjobs.

While Duncan was enjoying herself, her ass felt a little weird and not just from the hard whipping and the even harder ass fucking she was receiving from Willow. No there was something different about her bottom today. She tried to more her legs thinking it was a cramp only to remember they were tied down. In fact the more she wiggled the more her ass was starting to hurting. She started to gag a little on Tara’s latex cock because she was trying to wriggle away; it was really starting to hurt. Before she could think about it any longer she felt her body, which seemed to enjoy the pain, fall into orgasm.

Tara was in heaven. She was just about to go into another orgasm when she felt absolute pain in her ass, with that she slipped into orgasm.

Both Tara and Duncan continued to orgasm for several minutes. Just about the time they came close to stopping the magic potion in the lube sent them into yet another orgasm. “You bitch” was all Tara kept repeating as her ass felt like it was on fire and her stomach muscle hurt from uncontrolled orgasm. Duncan too was having problems. She had bitten Tara’s dildo in half and spat it out during orgasm. Her ass was killing her and the pain was giving her orgasm after orgasm. This was one of the positions Willow used to control Buffy’s Slayer lust. It caused intense pain and intense orgasm all at the same time. It was an extremely intense sexual experience.

Finally Duncan could stand it any longer and she began to break her bonds while screaming “Duncan be good girl” over and over at the top of her lungs. Ripping through the swing straps she fell flat on the floor with Willow still riding her ass. Buffy smiled at the scene, “Duncan, be still or we start over from the beginning.” Duncan stopped moving. It wasn’t the first time Buffy did something like this to her. Buffy then pulled her fingers out of Tara and untied her hands. Tara fell back into her arms and Buffy lowered her gentle to the floor. Caressing her softly while she caught her breath. Willow had pulled out of Duncan and was unbuckling her strap on.

Buffy kissed Tara long and hard on the mouth and then moved over to Willow and repeated the action. Taking the belt from Willow she placed more magic lube on it and remounted the crying Duncan.

Gentle stroking Duncan’s hair, Buffy said, “You know the position I like, come on up on your knees.” Buffy instructed. Duncan just whimpered; the slayer was already pumping her ass. Still crying and coming over and over from the magic potion Duncan lifted Buffy and her self up into the doggy style positions. Willow helped Tara into the shower stopping only to pull the broken swing piece out of Duncan’s pussy.

After another hour of listening to Duncan scream “BE GOOD GIRL” Willow took a bullwhip to Buffy’s ass to make her stop. Mostly it just made the slayer come harder.

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Later that evening Buffy took Duncan into town for ice cream and a quick patrol. Both she and Duncan were completely healed up from their games earlier that day. Buffy was even enjoying the large butt plug Tara had insisted she wear. Tara was still a little miffed about the magic potion but Buffy was sure a few hours of tender loving care from her Wills would have Tara happy again. Not that the potion really did any damage. It hurt and it gave pleasure but all it left were over used muscles. Most of the pain was illusion.

Buffy took Duncan’s hand into her own and they walked along looking in the shop windows. Buffy loved watching Duncan look at things. The Reinfield never saw the world the same way humans did. After a few minutes Buffy pulled Duncan into an embraced and kissed her lips tenderly. They stayed that way for several minutes until she was pushed into the wall and a policeman screamed. “All right you’re both under arrest. “

“Damn it” was Buffy’s only reply. She had her guard up for demons not humans, so she was taken by surprise.

Duncan who was confused by what was going on pounced in front of Buffy and began to growl. The officers became frighten and pulled out their guns. Buffy managed to move Duncan out of the way but not before the shot grazed her head knocking her out.

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Chapter 4 Pride and Falling

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Buffy was knocked out less then three minutes but in that time three more policemen had shown up. Two uniform cops and a plain clothed policeman. Duncan was circling her body growling like crazy. The first two cops that had tried to arrest Buffy were being treated for what looked like bites and scratches by the plain clothed cop. Even from the ground Buffy could tell neither cop was badly hurt, though Duncan had totaled their uniforms. The slayer could smell only small amounts of blood traces outside of her own. She could hear the cop in street clothes yelling at the two rookie officers. “I don’t care if she is barking, you do not fire on unarmed women.” Buffy tried again to focus as her vision had short moments of double exposure.

Looking around Buffy saw a second set of uniform cops trying to get past Duncan to check on her but they were unwilling to end up like their counterparts.

Getting her act together a little, Buffy commanded “Duncan sit.” And just like that Duncan sat down beside Buffy. The five policemen were all facing her now. There was another person too, standing a little way back. Buffy was sure she knew the woman.

Slowly Buffy began to sit up. “Look, I am unarmed, do you think you could put the guns away.” Getting a better look at the first two officers Buffy could tell Duncan had bitten both several times, their uniforms were torn to pieces, leaving them standing in the street in their boxer shorts. Tweety Bird boxers on a cop was a new sight for the slayer. Since Duncan was unwounded Buffy guessed Duncan had pinned them both to the ground and unarmed them. She had trained Duncan to do this to vampires, only she had trained Duncan to kill vamps. Buffy was just glad the Reinfield hadn’t hurt any of the officers. She could have easily killed them instead of bruising them and ruining their clothes.

Buffy guessed that after Duncan disarmed the officers she had quickly returned to guarding her. The other two uniformed cops had only enough time to aim their guns at Duncan to cover her. She could see the street clothed cop who was carefully checking over both of his half naked men. She guessed she would need to thank him. He was clearly in charge and she guessed he was the reason Duncan wasn’t bleeding to death at her feet. Buffy brushed blood out of her face and began to sit up.

“Mathew, Davids put the guns up.” The man in street clothes said.

Buffy continued getting up slowly. Once on her feet she kept her hands in the air while slowly moving infront of Duncan. One of the officers started to move toward her and Duncan quickly jumped around in front of Buffy growling loudly.

“Look we don’t want to hurt anyone, but you guys scared her to death ok. Can you just back off until she calms down? She is afraid you're going to hurt me so just back off and we will all be fine.” The slayer explained in her calm business voice. Turning to Duncan she said, “I said sit.”

Duncan sat down again. This time Buffy undid her belt and wrapped it around Duncan’s neck like a leash. Blood was still pouring from her head wound and she had a hell of a headache. Pulling the belt like a leash she pulled Duncan close to her. “Ok Duncan, we are going to have to go with this policeman. There will be no growling, do you understand.”

Duncan was unable to use words, so she responded with a series of high pitched sounds only Reinfields can make. “I’ll take that as a yes. Now we are going to walk over to the policeman and turn ourselves in.” Looking up from Duncan Buffy asked “Hey, what exactly am I being arrested for this time?”

“Smith, what were you going to arrest the lady for in the first place?” Street cop asked the patrolman he was crewing out.

“You know the women on the mall tape. The one in the gang fight.” The policeman said. “Plus they were kissing in public.” He added as if that were a good reason for the arrest.

“OH OK” Buffy responded as she pulled Duncan to her feet. Two days earlier she had gotten in a fight with a band of Marco Demons in the mall. She wasn’t surprised the cops wanted her. It was nothing new, which was why she wasn’t worried. Usually they took her in, asked her lots of question and sent her home. No one ever brought her to trial.

With Duncan on her feet held by the belt around her neck, Buffy took her by the hand and pulled her toward the street cop. Duncan clung tightly to Buffy as they made the short trip. “Tom bring the first aid kit and check on the ambulance it should be here by now.” Street cop said.

“Do you have too? It’s just a scratch, besides I hate doctors. Can’t we just go down town and work this out.” Buffy asked. Buffy still had a fear of hospitals even though her head was pounding and her vision was blurred.

“Even if I was willing to take you in without a doctors ok, your friend here is going to get a psychological screening.” The street cop said.

Buffy was on him in a second. She had him off the ground with one hand in a heartbeat. “Look buddy, I have been trying to play nice. Not breaking the nice officer’s face who shot me. Even though I was unarmed, …well I don’t own a gun. Not getting mad at the kissing comment. But you are not putting Duncan through any psychological test is that clear. She isn’t the one you need to arrest right? I will not have my Reinfield fucked with by you bastards.”

The woman who had been standing back away from the policeman said, “Mrs. Summers please put my husband down.”

“Mrs. Williamson?” Buffy asked as she returned the man to the ground. Frank Williamson was quickly pulled out of the slayer’s grasp. “Sorry. It’s just Duncan….”

“It seems you and Duncan are in a lot of trouble.” The teacher said just above a whisper.

“You could say that. Look I really don’t want to hurt anyone, but I won’t let them hurt Duncan.” Buffy explained as her world started to spin again. Duncan grabbed Buffy and hung on to her for dear life while baring her teeth at the officers that had moved forward toward their injured prisoner.

“Frank could I have the first aid Kit.” Martha asked. After taking the kit, Martha slowly moved toward Buffy. She winked at her husband to let him know it was ok. “I am going to see if I can stop the bleeding. I know you are trying not to hurt anyone, ok? Duncan you remember me from school, I am going to help Buffy now, alright?”

Slowly she moved toward Buffy, stopping only when Duncan growled. “Duncan, be good.” Buffy said. Duncan responded by moving right up against Buffy’s back, touching her with as much of her body as possible. Martha moved to Buffy and began to clean the deep gash left by the gunshot. “Does Duncan always behave like this?” The teacher asked.

“Only when she is afraid. She is very protective.” The concussion-ridden slayer stated as she began to feel her dizziness increase.

“Is that why you and your wife schooled her at home?” Martha asked.

“Something like that.” Buffy lied.

“Humans only behave like this when they have been seriously abused.” Martha stated.

“I know” Buffy said quietly as her head began to spin big loop-the-loops. She may have been the merged angel slayer but her body had mortal parts.

“How old are you Mrs. Summers”

“Twenty six” Buffy said trying to focus. Her adrenaline was crashing.

“Mrs. Kemp mentioned you and your wife were in the class of 2000”

“Yes”

“That means you were 10 or 11 when Duncan was born.”

“I guess, math and I are not good friends”

“How old were you when you met Duncan?” Martha asked while tapping up the wound.

“Fifteen, why”

“You and your wife have made a lot of progress with Rachel to get her in school.” Martha concluded.

“Mostly it was Willow, I got her to walk up right and to start talking. I also taught her the ABC’s and stuff but it was Willow who did most of the real teaching. Reading Writing Arithmetic. We all worked on getting her to use complete sentences and act human. Tara was really good with her too. Tara has a lot more patients then Will or I do.” Buffy was babbling, and the outside was spinning. Her head was killing her. It was only through shear will she didn’t pass out again.

“Honey do you really have to take the girl down to the station?” Martha asked. “She is one of my students, the one I have been working with after school.”

“Honey, I can’t just let her go after this.” Her husband said.

“How about I take Duncan home to your wife?” Martha said while staring her husband down.

After several minutes of long arguing with her husband, Martha Williamson took Duncan home.

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Duncan had sat like a dog in the backseat, the whole drive to her home. Buffy had told her not to take off the belt from around her neck, which was a good thing. Duncan was still growling a little. The Reinfield had not wanted to leave Buffy.

The minute they pulled into the driveway Duncan sat up like a human but didn’t get out of the car. Martha opened the door for her and Duncan shot out. It was amazing how fast the girl could move while crawling. Martha followed the girl into the house shutting the door behind her. Following Duncan she ended up in the family room where Willow Rosenburg and their friend Tara were having sex in the middle of the floor in front of the fire.

“Buffy what’s up with Dun…. You’re not Buffy.” Willow said while she and Tara hastily pulled the covers up blushing.

“Ms. Rosenburg, Ms. McClain why don’t I wait for you in the kitchen.” Martha said moving toward the kitchen. Or she was moving toward the kitchen until Duncan began howling at the top of her lungs.

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Several minutes later Martha was in the kitchen trying to get Duncan out of the cabinets. Pots and pans were tossed out in the girl’s wake.

“Duncan, out now.” Tara ordered and Duncan shot out of the cabinet and under the table.

“Duncan chair. We have company.” Willow said pulling out a chair for the girl. They both knew something was really wrong.

Duncan sat down on the chair and licked the tabletop. Willow grabbed the Reinfields face gently and said, “Were is Buffy?”

“Got shot, bad cops, bad cops shot Buffy. Growled at cops, made cops shoot Buffy. Duncan very bad.” The girl was crying like crazy in between her continuous erratic body movements.

“How badly is she hurt?” Willow asked Mrs. Williamson as she began moving around the kitchen.

“Not bad, the bullet grazed her head. She will be arrested after she is taken to the hospital.” Martha said.

“Not the hospital. God only knows what she will do there.” Willow screamed.

“Did Buffy hurt anyone?” Tara asked.

“Not that I know of. It seems a couple of patrolmen recognized her from a wanted ad or videotape. To be honest, I am not exactly clear on why they wanted to arrest her. At any rate when they moved in to make the bust, Rachel began growling and one of the officers accidentally fired.” Martha said.

“I’ll bet it was accidental.” Willow said as anger rushed over her. She was already planing a nasty spell for the man.

“Willow control. This is Sunnydale, shooting at things that growl usually means you get to live longer. They couldn’t know Duncan wouldn't hurt them. Duncan didn’t hurt anyone either did she?” Tara asked

“She bit the arresting officers but she didn’t appear to break the skin. Mostly she destroyed their uniforms.” Martha explained. She was wondering why neither woman seemed surprised by the events or why they were worried the two might have hurt someone else.

“I have got to get to the hospital. Jail she can deal with but she is likely to do something stupid in the hospital. God forbid if they try and put her in the psychiatric ward again.” Willow said as she gathered keys and her purse. “Tara can you take care of Duncan? I really need to go". Willow kissed Tara then kissed Duncan on the head and ran out of the house.

“Would you like some tea Mrs. Williamson?” Tara asked.

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“Look jail sounds really good. I heard they have a new shade of gray this year. Come on Detective Williamson.” Buffy said as she tried to get up off the examining table. She hated doctors.

“So doc, what do you say, is she fit for transport?” Frank Williamson asked knowing good and well she was not going anywhere tonight. He just hoped his wife was ok with the kid.

“You're being funny right? She has a fractured skull. I still can’t figure out why she is conscious.”

Buffy sat up ripping the restrains on the bed to pieces. “I will sign that thing, paper whatever. Just take me to jail already.” The slayer then tried to move off the table only to be racked with dizziness.

“So can you keep her here on a 72 hour psychological hold, doc?” The officer asked as he aided the emergency room staff in pushing her back on the table.

“If you sign a paper requisitioning a psychological profile before arrest I'll sign the hold, but 72 hours and she is out of here.” The doctor stated as he helped the nurses trying to tie her back on the bed.

After several attempts at restraining the dizzy slayer and several members of staff flying across the room, Frank asked, “Can you give her something to knock her out?”

“Not with a head wound.” The doctor explained.

“Damn she is a strong thing for someone so tiny.” Frank said as he continued to fight her.

“Buffy stop beating up the nice doctors and nurses.” Willow said from the door.

“Willow?” Buffy asked as she stopped fighting.

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It had been a strange couple of days. The Summers woman was still being held at the hospital but the DA had kicked her loose. The hospital staff would have gladly let her go as well but she seemed to go into some kind of withdrawal after 9 hours at the hospital. Frank had gone in to see Buffy and was a little disturbed by her state, he didn’t peg her as a hard core drug user. In fact everything about the case from the mall incident, hospital drug screening, to the shooting were being swept under the carpet. And after the twelfth time of reviewing the mall tape that clearly showed Buffy Rosenburg - Summers’s face he wanted to know why. And then there was the kid. Her records were a joke. She just suddenly shows up in time to go to school. No birth records, no nothings. What he did have was manufactured for the kid to go to school. And when he showed it to the DA he was told to back off and stay off.

It wasn’t that he blamed the kid. It was clear she had major psychological problems. The Summers woman had them as well. The doctors couldn’t even guess at what she was addicted too and he was still angry with the patrolman who fired at them. Cops had to deal with nut cases all the time; you just didn’t shoot at them unless they were armed. Neither woman made any moves to actually harm the patrolmen. In fact they went out of the way not to hurt them. He had no doubt they could do serious harm.

The Summers woman had lifted him straight up in the air with one hand. And the kid, he had found the patrolman’s guns with their barrels twisted completely over. No human was capable of doing that, which made him wonder if either of the woman were human.

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By the time she got out of the hospital Buffy was in deep slayers lust. She was shaking so hard Willow almost couldn’t get her in the car.

“I need Duncan” was Buffy’s only comment. It had been a long time since Buffy had gone this deep into withdrawal. Willow sighed to herself, ‘why couldn’t it have been jail, at least in jail Buffy can get a fix.’ She hated for Buffy to just randomly sleep around but it was better that than what the addiction did to her. 'Better than this.' Willow thought to herself. 'I just hope Duncan can handle her' was the redheads last thought before pulling out of the parking lot.

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Chapter 5 Seeing and Believing

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Martha was worried about the girl. She had not been back to school since the incident three days earlier. Martha had once worked in a state institution during her college years where she had seen people who acted the way Duncan had. They had all been seriously abused. Oddly she didn’t feel Duncan was being abused now, at least not by the Rosenberg- Summers. But Martha wanted to find out what had happened to the girl, and how she had ended up with the women.

There were other things that bothered her as well and now that she had time to think about them, it only left her more puzzled. While Duncan clearly enjoyed school and was a good student. She seemed almost afraid of the other children. She seemed content to watch them from a far but was very uncomfortable working with more then one other student.

And then there was her spoken language skills. It seemed very hard for her to speak, taking several seconds at times to answer questions. The school speech pathologist thought she might be disartheric.

Her husband, Frank, had been puzzled by what was going on as well. She knew he was pretty shook up over the DA dropping the case so fast. He had told her about seeing Buffy at the hospital. She still didn’t want to believe the beautiful young woman was an addict. She didn’t know how that was going to affect Duncan. From what she could get out of the few things Duncan said about her home life, her observations and what she had been able to pump out of Ms. Kemp and Mrs. Myerly, Duncan not only worshipped Buffy but also believed Buffy had saved her from some terrible fate.

Myerly and Kemp had basically told her that Buffy Summers saved a lot of people. The question she had was saved them from what? When she asked this everyone just went quiet. Frank was having the same problem.

Frustrated with the lack of answers, Martha headed out the door to find some. She just hoped she would be home before her husband found out that she had gone over to the Rosenberg-Summers house.

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Martha Williamson had started to ring the front door when she heard loud moaning. Fearing someone was hurt she followed the noise around to the back of the house. Lying on the back of the deck were Buffy Summers and Rachel Duncan. They were weaved together moving as one.

They were both still dressed and were working underneath their clothes as they tenderly kissed each other. Martha noted the open zipper on Duncan’s jeans and Buffy’s hand moving inside them, just as she noted Duncan’s hand equally busy underneath the slayer’s skirt. Martha knew she should just turn away but she felt the need to study them. Both women were covered in sweat, their hair damp from the effort. They were both lost to themselves only the loud moaning and flowing motion was left in the wake. They moved like the ocean tide, moving in and out of each other, kissing gently while the rest of their bodies moved frantically. Disparately marching to some internal need.

And then Martha saw something she had never seen before. Both women began to glow. At first it was just a kind of halo effect. But as they began to more quickly inside each other, the glow grew until it was almost blinding. Then she felt it. A wave of passion so strong her own body reacted to it. She felt her own vaginal walls contract and was surprised by the orgasm and just for a brief moment while her body climaxed she had a vision. Instead of seeing Buffy and Duncan in front of her she saw a large tiger and an angel with her wings open wide hovering just above the ground. The angel was not like any picture or drawing she had ever seen. The angel had three sets of arms and a belt of skulls around her waist. A single red dot marked her forehead. She had Buffy’s face. And then the tiger shifted form to an Indian girl. She too had a single red dot on her forehead. And while Duncan looked more Asian then Indian, Martha knew without a doubt the girl was Duncan.

And then the vision ended and she felt an arm being gently placed around her. “Sshhh, it’s ok, the first time can be a little overwhelming. I am going to take you inside and get you some tea.” Willow Rosenberg said gently. Willow then managed to guide her inside the house into the kitchen.

Martha Williamson had no idea how long she sat there wordlessly recovering from the oddest experiences of her life. When she was able to drink a little tea, she asked. “Can you please tell me what just happened?”

Willow blushed a little then said, “That depends, what do you think happened?”

“I am not really sure, but I think I just had a vision.” Martha stated.

“I was afraid of that. Most people don’t even notice. Are you a witch?” Willow replied. Martha was still trying to make sense of what the redhead was saying when she felt another blast of power this one stronger then the first. She was grateful to be several rooms away from the source, at least this time she was a little more prepared. Martha felt the room shift and this time she saw not just the angel and the tiger girl but a huge room covered in blue walls and plush carpet.

When she returned from the vision she was shaking. Willows arms held on to her keeping her from falling out of her chair. Once she was able to focus she was surprised to notice she was not the only one shaking. The redhead was also clearly effected by whatever was happening to her. She didn’t have time to ponder that observation.

Buffy was screaming, “Willow I need help.” Martha could hear the fear in her voice. Both she and Willow ran back out onto the deck.

“Is she ok?” The slayer said in a panic as she tried to pull away from the seizuring girl. While Martha began checking on Duncan, Willow was gently helping Buffy let go of Duncan. Willow pried Buffy’s hands out of Duncan pants and then pulled her several feet away from the Reinfield. Once that was accomplished, Willow moved back to Duncan.

“Help me carry her inside.” Willow asked the teacher.

With a last glance at the shaking slayer, Martha helped carry Duncan inside. As she was lowering the girl on the coach she asked. “Will she be ok?”

“Duncan will be fine. She just needs to sleep for a while. See she is already snoring.” The witch said to reassure her guest.

“I glad Rachel is ok, but what about Buffy? Will she be all right?” Martha asked.

“Given time, she’ll be back to normal.” Willow said sadly as she covered Duncan with a blanket.

“Shouldn’t we go check on her?” Martha asked as the memory of the shaking slayer flashed in her mind.

“Ok, just let me get Mr. Dragon first.” Willow left the room and returned with a large stuffed dragon. She then slipped the toy inside Duncan’s arms. The little Reinfield was happily purring away in her sleep.

The two women walked back outside to where Buffy was curled up in a ball, deep in heavy withdrawal. “Is she ok, I didn’t hurt her again did?” Buffy managed to ask in a shaking voice between bouts of pain.

She is fine. Purring like a kitten with a big smile across her face.” Willow said sitting down next to Buffy.

“I tried to wait until we got inside Will, honest I tried.” Buffy cried as she placed her head in her wives lap.

“I know Buff. I know” Willow said as she began to stroke the slayers back.

“What kind of addiction is it?” Martha asked.

“It’s kind of hard to explain” Willow said vaguely.

“Never the less honey, you need to try and explain it to Mrs. Williamson. At least that’s the message the goddess sent you.” Tara said suddenly from the door.

“Really?” Willow asked her other wife.

“You can explain while I cook diner. Do you want anything to drink before I get started?”

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After a few sips of ice tea the very confused teacher was ready to listen. Buffy had stopped shaking and was down to small tremors as Willow continued to rub her back.

“I would really like to hear about your wifes' problem. Her addiction.” Martha prompted.

“It’s not easy to explain. She is addicted to sex. Not really just sex but to a certain enzyme that is created during sex” Willow explained.

“You’re kidding right?” Martha said disbelieving.

“You're still coming down from the fix you got. Remember your visions, the incredible orgasms you had just from being near the release of my wife during sex.” Willow said

While Martha blushed she asked, “So I did have visions?”

“Yeah, most people don’t feel Buffy’s releases. Good sex but they don’t get the time shifts. Then there are those who do get the time shifts. I only feel the really big releases, most of the small ones just role over me. It’s easier that way. Mostly it’s just people with psychic ability or witches who feel them the most. A friend of ours, a straight friend stayed over and Buffy almost sent her into a coma with a small release. She is a seer, it scared Buffy to death.” Willow babbled.

“It was pretty tough on Cordelia as well.” Buffy said from her perch in Willows lap.

“And you have psychic ability?” Martha asked.

“No, Tara and I are witches. Not evil bad witches, we're good witches.” Willow said smiling.

“That’s a relief, here I was thinking I was going to have to slay you both.” Buffy joked as she shook.

“Are you a witch or is there a history of witchcraft in your family?” Willow asked.

“Not that I am aware of.” Martha answered. Wondering at the sanity of these people. “So how does Duncan fit into this?”

“Buffy isn’t exactly like everyone else, she is a Slayer and Duncan is her Reinfield. They have a kind of symbolic relationship. They can't survive without each other. Buffy’s body produces large amounts of magical power. Special enzymes in her brain control the power, channel it. Most of the enzymes are not found in humans, which is why most people don’t feel the release of magical power. These special enzymes are created during sexual activity. Orgasm being the most common. As long as she keeps enough enzymes in her body every thing is all right. If their level falls she goes into withdrawal. This is where Duncan comes in. Duncan is a Reinfield. Her body has a lot of different designs and adaptations. When Buffy has sex with Duncan it is more than a general fix like it is when she has sex with other people. When Buffy has an orgasm she releases backed up magic in powerful blasts like the two you felt today. When she is with Duncan she can send most of the magic directly into Duncan. Her body acts like a purifier and then returns cleaned up amplified magic back to the slayer. This magic needs less of the enzyme to control it. Cutting down on her addiction.” Willow said

“So what does Duncan get out of the arrangement.” Martha asked

“Freedom, well as much freedom as a Reinfield can have. Duncan shouldn't even be able to speak yet. For a Rienfield she is extremely young to have learned to talk. She isn’t human. Not that you have to worry about her, she really is harmless. Ok, she’s mostly harmless. There is, of course, the whole bug issue.” Willow babbled.

“Will”, Buffy prompted.

“Sorry, Duncan is really different from humans. She has looked exactly the same since she was 6 months old. Left on their own Reinfields die before they are two years old. They can collect magic, sexual magic to be exact, but they can’t release it. They have to be bounded with someone to do that. Duncan is bounded to Buffy. She releases magic into Buffy. Sometimes, like today, Buffy can send too much build up magic and Duncan couldn’t handle the overload so she went into a seizure. It was a big release, but you felt it.” Willow explained.

“Dinners ready” Tara said

“Pizza” Duncan screamed from inside the house excitedly.

“I thought you said you were going to cook?” Willow asked with a raised eyebrow.

“You don’t give Buffy a hard time when she dials in dinner.” Tara replied while at the same time helping Willow pick Buffy up off the deck floor. Tara then pulled up Buffy’s panties. Buffy was stronger but she was still having withdrawal symptoms.

Just as they got everyone gathered around the table the doorbell rang. “Duncan please go and let Mr. Williamson in for diner.” Tara stated.

“That explains the six plates.” Buffy said as she sat down.

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Frank Williamson was a little surprise to see the kid answer the door. He instinctively moved back in case she wanted to pounce on him.

“Tara says to come in for diner, Mrs. Williamson is in the kitchen. Like pizza?” Duncan said practically bouncing up and down. Before Frank could get his balance, Duncan was pulling him inside toward the kitchen.

When he entered the kitchen he found the three women and his wife gathered around the table with two open pizza boxes in the middle. Duncan urged him into a chair beside his wife and then she moved to set between Buffy and Willow. The third women he took to be Ms. McClain. His wife had told him about finding the two of them in an awkward situation the night she brought Duncan home. He had done a lot of checking on the three adults in the house. Most of it just puzzled the hell out of him.

Willow Rosenburg was by all accounts a genius. The company she worked for loved her, recruited her before she even finished collage. In fact they were so pleased with her work they didn’t say much about the amount of work she took off to care for her wife. She made them millions and they were happy with the profit margin. All that made a kind of a weird sense to Frank until he found out that Willow Rosenburg was the president of the local Wicca counsel. She and her wives were heavily into witchcraft. Scientist Witch was something Frank didn’t see often.

The McClain woman was also a member of the Wicca counsel. She had married Buffy Summers and Willow Rosenburg five years earlier in what was the biggest Wicca wedding in town. The fact that the most of the Wicca group were some of Sunnydales finest citizen still bothered the 20-year police veteran. She too was a scientist in good standing, a botanist at some state research center or something like that. It was easy to see Rosenburg and McClain as a couple. It was fitting Summers into the fray that was driving him crazy.

The more facts he put together the more it drove him nuts. She had the weirdest records he had ever seen for someone who had never done time. They started at age 15 when she burnt down her school gym, not once but twice. Both times the events were swept under the rug. The same rug they were swept under when she was wanted for the murder of another young woman found at the high school, and when the police wanted her in connection with the bombing of the first Sunnydale High School. All this before she even graduated from High School.

After high school the incidents just got stranger, and yet each and every time the force had solid events against her, the cases were dropped. The only reason he was given was that she was ‘The Slayer.’ What ever that was?

And the people he talked just continued to confuse him. Almost all of them were terrified by Buffy and yet these same people, told him time and again how the Summers woman saved them from something even more terrifying. Frank had at least a guess as to what it was she had saved them from. Being a cop meant you sometimes found people with ‘neck rupture’ as the corner liked to call it. Even when they lived in LA he had seen more then enough to convince him that there were things that went bump in the night. The real question was: were the vampires real demons or just crazies thinking they were demons.

It left Frank no closer to figuring out where the Summers girl fit into the whole picture. And then there was the kid. He and his wife had talked about the girl a lot. His gut told him that his wife was probably right. Martha felt that Duncan must have been abused in the extreme as a child. More then likely some form of isolation was used in the abuse. Martha had told him in detail how the girl shied away from other students. How she seemed overwhelmed in crowds or simply working in a group. Martha told him other things as well; little things that alone meant nothing but together painted a dark picture.

He tended to believe like his wife that the girl wasn’t currently being abused, though he had no evidence either way. He only had small facts. First they went to a hell of a lot of trouble getting the girl in school. It had taken him a while to trace the records and steps that they took to create records for the girl and bribe the school bored. If the Rosenburg-Summers were trying to hid the girl it was unlikely that they would make sure a fuss to get her in a public school.

Frank sat down next to his wife. “I see you came over after our little talk about not coming over.” The policeman said.

“I believe the talk worked both ways, here have a slice its good pizza.” His wife replied. Frank took a piece and then eyed Buffy. The blond was shaking a little, still going through withdrawal he guessed. Addicts were the worst part of the job. More often then not, take away the addiction and you had a major mental illness to deal with. Mostly he felt sorry for them. His best guess was that the Summers girl’s addiction hid one hell of a mental illness.

“So Ms Summers, are you feeling any better.” Frank asked pointedly before taking a bite of his pizza.

“Do I look like I’m feeling better?” Buffy said sarcastically.

“No you look like your going through a pretty nasty withdrawal. Maybe you should have stayed in the hospital a few more days and let the doctors help you over the tough parts. I am guessing what ever you are on can’t be easy to kick.” He said frankly.

“Whatever.” Buffy replied as she tried to steady her hand and hold the pizza. Duncan had helped her a little but it was only a small fix. She already needed another. Her pussy was growing wet and she wanted to push Duncan between her legs, but the girl needed to eat. So Buffy crossed her legs and tried to focus on the pizza.

“According to Ms. Rosenburg, Buffy is addicted to sex.” Martha Williamson stated. She really didn’t buy most of the story she was told earlier.

Frank burst out laughing. “That must be why she has her own personal sex club. The Toolbox, nice name for an S & M club.”

“Well I wanted to call it Willow’s lips but I got voted down.” Buffy angrily answered back.

“I see you have been checking us out Mr. Williamson.” Willow stated.

“So no denying, no explanations?” The cop asked.

“What explanations do you want, officer? What exactly is it that you suspect us of?” Tara asked

“What is a slayer?” Frank asked.

“Buffy is the slayer. The best slayer ever.” Duncan stated with a great deal of confidence

“Will I can’t sit through this again. I need….”Buffy said with a shaky voice.

“Why don’t I take Buffy down to the dungeon and take care of her, while you explain what a slayer is to the Williamson.” Tara said as she helped Buffy out of her chair.

Duncan began to move with Buffy until Willow said, “Duncan I want you to stay with me. You already had one seizure today.”

“She is right Dunc, stay with Will.” Buffy said from the door. She was starting to shake a little harder.

“Oh and Will, do the floating object thing. Seeing is Believing.” Tara said just before closing the kitchen door.

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Chapter 6 Interesting Perspective

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Tara had tied Buffy’s arms behind her back and bent her over the punishment bench in the dungeon. Buffy was whimpering with need, and trying to squeeze her legs together to put pressure on her clit. Tara moved over to the cabinet and began inspecting potions. She thought about using the same one Buffy had used on her the last time they had played in the dungeon but thought better of it. It was too intense for Buffy’s current condition. The slayer was deep in withdrawal and her magic blasts were going to be extremely strong all night. It was a good thing they were going to keep Duncan upstairs.

She and Willow had spent a great deal of time and energy in protecting the dungeon. Buffy’s magic could not penetrate the walls of the dungeon. They had done this to protect Duncan. She could pick up Buffy’s magic from almost anywhere in the house. It was only after Cordelia's visit that both witches realized how strong Buffy’s magic energy had grown. It was after Cordelia almost went into a coma that they sealed off the dungeon.

After examining several magic lube potions Tara choose a honey-based product. It had the added pain / pleasure amplifiers in a mild formula plus the honey dried quickly and itched terribly once it started to dry. It was perfect when you left someone tied up all night.

Tara returned to Buffy and began tying her feet to the sides of the bench. In Buffy’s current state it was always wise to tie her down. Sometimes she got really carried away and couldn’t stop herself. Checking a second time to make sure Buffy’s legs were tightly fixed to the bench and her bottom cheeks were spread open, Tara began to pour lube into her rear opening. In this position there was only one way to mount the slayer. Not that Buffy wanted to be mounted any other way. The Goddess had given her visions of Buffy’s life and from them Tara had gained an understanding of her anal obsession. It mostly went back to the early days as a slayer and her first sexual experience with Angel. When Buffy had first been called and her body had been saturated with Angel’s vampire blood it released the lust on a young 15 year-old girl. An innocent 15-year-old girl. Buffy had no sexual experience beyond a few kisses. And the vampire blood surged in her veins to the point she simply went in to a hard withdrawal. Duncan was pushed on her and it temporarily cured the worst of the symptoms and the Reinfield magic made most of the memories fade.

So for the first few months the only thing Buffy really remembered was Merrik and Beth and being told to only have anal sex so she could kept her virginity. It was a crazy thing to teach her. But she had the lust and Beth and Duncan relieved most of the terrible pain from the lust. It wasn’t about love at that time it was about survival. Buffy had learned to love Duncan like a person in an arranged marriage learned over time to love their partner, slowly.

Enter Angel. The man that she loved. And she did love Angel with all of her heart. When she had given Angel her body, it was an act of love. She had allowed him entrance to the one place Merrik and Beth had claimed to be sacred and she had given it too him in love. It truly was the first time she made love to anyone. Not sex, not lust cure, not survival, she made love to him and in the instant her hymen was broken she released a huge amount of pent up magic into the man she loved. It was too much for him to handle and it literally tore his soul away. Not that the curse held it that tightly. It left the demon Angelus in its place. It really wasn’t hard to figure out why Buffy preferred sex anally with her history.

Tara mounted the slayer and almost laughed at the sigh of relief that came from her. Saying a quick spell for endurance she began to ride Buffy. Each of Buffy’s primary lovers were gifted in different things. Duncan had her magic sex skills of changing, purifying and amplifying magic. She had the most gifted tongue among the three. And she was a true submissive. Willow was a top without question. She could dish out just the right amount of pain. Pull the right amount of kink out of a person. She was a hard mistress but a loving one. She was both gentle and stern at the same time. And her three lovers would do anything she asked. Willow actually had the greatest endurance in bed outside of Buffy. Willow was kind of like the energizer bunny. And she could please all three of her lovers easily. Ok so she used a lot of spells but they were pleasured and contented. “Damn It”

Tara was the caretaker of the family. She was both a bottom and a top. She gave her lovers what they needed at that moment. If Duncan needed to be spanked she spanked. If Buffy needed to be ridden she rode. If Buffy needed to ride her that was ok too. Tara dutifully wore her clit weight because Willow liked it. She became a human candleholder for Willow and Buffy’s love making simple because they asked her too. She cooked brownies for Duncan when she felt down. Tara was the one who always gave in. Oddly Tara was usually the one that was happy.

And right now Tara was very happy. The base of the dildo was rubbing her clit in just the right way. Buffy was happily moaning and wriggling beneath her. She loved to hear the slayer’s heavy breathing. And then she wasn’t riding the slayer. No she was looking down on the scene in the dungeon.

“Damn it Will, I was so close.” Tara screamed before turning around to face the goddess.

“Jeez Tara, I’m going to put you back.” The goddess Kali said to her angry wife.

“Sorry I was just really close.” Tara said in a reasonable tone.

“Were you?” Kali said slipping her hands between Tara’s legs and pulling her clit weight. Tara just moaned and opened her legs wider. Willow fingered her vessel for hours, minutes, days, time had no meaning in this realm. Tara just leaned back and enjoyed the ride. Sometimes Shiva and the Tiger tortured her for centuries this way. Tara knew this realm as heaven, and she moaned in absolute pleasure. She would do anything to stay by her wives sides. It was good to be the vessel, the earth goddess, it was good to be Tara.

“She didn’t know how long her orgasm lasted but Willow/Kali’s hand stayed with her, slowing as the climax ended and finally pulling free. “Better?” Kali asked.

“Sorry I snapped.” Tara replied.

“It was my fault, I just wanted an excuse to play.” Kali said smiling broadly. Tara leaned in for a gentle kiss.

“You're upstairs talking to the Williamson's while I...” Tara just pointed to the scene below.

“It’s not exactly me yet. I am still mortal in this continuum. A long way from Kali. Buffy too is still basically mortal. Which is why you are there to protect them. Duncan…"

“I know rebirth. So are you going to tell me your will oh great goddess?” Tara asked sarcastically

“You really want to get back to that orgasm don’t you?” Willow said with a smirk.

“You know what Buffy is like.” Tara said with a rocking gesture worthy of Faith.

“Do you think while you are fucking my other wife missy you could talk to her about Duncan.”

“You want her to talk to Mrs. Williamson about Duncan, right?”

“How did you know.”

“That whole conversation last night or when ever, that time thing still messes me up, about how Buffy needed to deal with issues before ascending, and how it was hard for her to talk to us about the intimate stuff. “ Tara explained while her hands rubbed the goddesses' nipples.

She was just getting ready to lick said nipple when the room flashed and she was back ridding the slayer.

“You left again.” Buffy was beginning to sense the time shifts the way Duncan could.

“Ah yeah… just a minute… yeah.” Tara moaned as her body shifted into orgasm.

“Was it good for you.” Buffy asked between grunts. The magic lube was working overtime and her ass was on fire.

Tara regrouped and doubled her efforts at pumping the slayer. Saying another spell for endurance Tara began a hard steady fuck. She was going to bring the slayer to her knees metaphorically.

“You used the itch lube didn’t you?” Buffy asked as her ass burned with the doubled effort.

“Is it too much, do you want me to stop?” Tara asked honestly. She never wanted Buffy to suffer unduly.

“No it’s just right, not quit Chaos demon, more Riley when he was nice.” Buffy explained between moans.

“Is that good?” Tara asked

“Yeah. You haven’t lived until you have been ridden by a Chaos demon, not as large a Dha’dar Demon but they know how to use their tools. That is about as painful as it gets. Your body remembers the ride for days. Riley was a good lover, not great but he knew how to make what he had work. Plus the whole Initiative food of madness, slayers lust addiction thing. Takes an addict to ride an addict.” Buffy said.

“I like it when you talk to me about stuff. You don’t often tell me about your sorted life. Not that it’s sorted…. Ah…Ah…… Oh yeah… that was fun.” Tara said losing her concentration in another orgasm.

“Glad you're enjoying yourself.” Buffy laughed

“It’s only fun when you enjoy yourself too. Buffy you know I love you right. It's not just the 'I love Willow and all her friends' thing. You get that right?” Tara explained.

Buffy answered by shifting into a long hard magic driven orgasm. Tara just kept up the pace squirting some fresh lube on as she rode. “You ok, need me to stop?” Tara asked

“Stop now and I will slay your butt. The fresh lube feels nice.” Buffy replied.

“Buffy whatever you want, need, you only have to ask.” Tara reassured.

“I need to have my assed whipped raw and my head examined.” Buffy replied as a smaller orgasm hit her.

“Willow will be down after the Williamson’s leave and she’ll discipline you. But if you like I can stop and whip you. I'm not as good as Will, though.” Tara said.

‘What you're doing is fine, better than fine, notice the multiple orgasms. Tara I love you. I LOVE YOU. Now fuck me like you mean it.” Buffy said before another orgasm washed over her.

Tara said another spell for strength and began really ramming Buffy.

“Goddess you’re killing me. I like it.” Buffy screamed out between heavy breaths.

========== BtVS ==========

“Exactly how many books on the subject do you have?” Frank asked examining the stack of books on the table.

“A few.” Willow answered as she turned yet another book on the subject of slayers open to the vital page.

“Show them the library.” Duncan said as she too flipped another book to the page about slayers.

“Library. You have a dungeon and a library. Very liberal of you. “ Frank said sarcasm dripping.

“Frank you're not helping. Ms. Rosenburg, Willow, may we see your library.” Martha asked.

Duncan jumped out of her seat, turned around three times, licked the table once and said, “this way.”

Then she happily bounced out of the kitchen repeating, “Company’s here must stand up right. Company’s here must stand up right”

“She seems happy.” Was Martha only reply as she moved toward the door to follow Duncan.

After a few minutes the three adults and one Reinfield found themselves in the upstairs library.

“I don’t think I have ever seen an occult library as large as this one.” Frank stated.

“Willow show him the dancing books. I loved the dancing books.” Duncan said scrambling around the library and then handing both the Williamson each a large book. “See you have to look for strings.” Duncan explained turning her own book around.

“Now hold them out” Duncan continued.

Following Duncan’s example they held the books out, not knowing what was supposed to happen.

“What the hell.” Willow said, “Ok I am not going to hurt you.” With that the three books rose and began to open and close in a rhythm. Duncan was happily clapping her hands with the books and dancing around in a small circle.

“Frank, look at her eyes.” Martha said to her husband. Willows eyes were glowing with power. The redhead witch really didn’t know just how powerful she was.

“Hold out your hands.” Duncan prompted then showed them what to do. The books stopped dancing and dropped back into the hands they had leapt out of.

Frank continued to look at Willow and back at the book. He was running his hands around it frantically looking for strings.

“So you really are a witch.” Martha stated.

“Yes and Buffy really is the slayer. And we don’t want to hurt anyone, well demons, we just want Duncan to be able to go to school.” Willow explained as she took the book out of Duncan’s hands.” Kissing the girl on the check and patting her behind she said. “Duncan it’s time for you to go to bed. If it’s ok with the Williamson’s you need to go back to school tomorrow.” Willow then