Renfield

By Carol Clarke

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Prologue: The Finding

“Sometimes Buffy drives me completely crazy.” The redheaded witch said before flopping down on the bed next to her lover.

“What did she do this time?” Tara asked patiently. Buffy stories could quickly become long and complicated and always required babble mode. Then again, Buffy stories always had histories that made them complicated were her lover was concerned, the jealous witch thought.

“Buffy has been leaving this journal all around the room. First on my desk, next on the bed. Yesterday in the laundry basket. You would think if she wanted me to read it, she would just leave it on my desk with a yellow post it note saying, ‘Will could you take a look at this and tell me what you think.’ But no, first she spends two weeks leaving it all over the room so I keep stubbing my toe or I trip over it. We are all not slayers with superhero reaction time and mutant slayer healing powers.”

Tara seeing babble mode in full swing and not wanting to lose the point of the story decided she had better step in and ask questions.

“So what did she want you to look at?”

“A slayer’s journal.”

“Slayer’s journal as opposed to a watcher’s journals?” Tara asked now even more interested in the story.

“Yeah, I am surprised the counsel didn’t burn it. “ Both women had done enough research in their lives to know what organizations like the counsel thought of women. It was one of the main reasons why studying witchcraft was so difficult. Weather it be Sapho’s poems or midwife healing spells, women powered history didn’t made it onto the bookshelf that often.

“So what did Buffy want to know?” Tara asked with curiosity.

“That is just it, I don’t know. Sure she leaves it out for me to trip over but will she tell me why, No. Instead she just expects me to be Ms I can read your mind and……….”

Tara feeling a headache coming on, leaned over and gently prided the book from Willows hands as her reason for living continued on her rant. Turning the book around Tara was surprised to see it was the journal of Mira Harker.

“Reinfields” Tara said surprised she had not thought of it before.

“What?”

“Sorry Will, it’s just, t..th..that’ Tara paused to stop her stuttering from getting worse and to collect her thoughts. ‘How the hell do you explain Reinfield to someone that has never seen a Reinfield’, Tara wonder to herself.

“Reinfields, Mira Harker was the last Slayer the counsel let use a Reinfield. Then Mira was probably the last Slayer to reach thirty.” Tara said as way of expiation. She was still reeling form the thoughts. ‘The goddess may not like this turn of events,’ Tara thought.

“Ok, you are going to explain right.” Willow could tell from the look in her lover’s eye that this was something serious.

“I am not sure I can. Before the counsel, when the elders were responsible for slayers, well the girls weren’t really alone. They had all kinds of help: witches, seers, priest, and scholars. A whole group of people to assist them. They also had Reinfields. All these people had jobs to do to help the slayer. The Reinfields were like their personal body servants. Only they served the slayers bodies literally.”

“It’s like when we do spells together and then afterwards we...” Both Tara and Willow were now both as red as Willow’s hair.

“Do the wacky” Willow offered. She wanted Tara to finish the story.

“Well for slayers the whole magic thing is like magnified. Sex is like there total power base. And when they slay, all the magic gets storied up inside of them. The Reinfields help them to release the power safely. Filter it. They also take the edge off there anger. You know all the things you have told me about Faith and how evil slayer she was. Well instead of wanting to …., you know, .. with or too Buffy. Well she would do it to a Reinfield.”

“So a Reinfield is like a sex surrogate or something?” Willow asked still very confused.

“No Reinfields are Twilight demons. Not really evil but demons. It is so hard to explain this.” Tara said in total frustration.

“So you think Buffy wants to get Faith a Reinfield? I know Buffy is worried about Faith being in prison now but …” Willow couldn’t image her best friend needing such a creature.

“Maybe” Tara said out loud. ‘Or for herself’ she added in her head.

Then a freighting thought hit the blond witch. What if Buffy doesn’t want to get a Reinfield but already has one. I have to speak to the goddess the witch concluded.

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Chapter 1: The Hurting

Buffy carefully pulled the girl closer. She loved the sounds the exhausted girl made in her arms. The quiet snores and her ever present purr. It was a pleasing way to come down from her own post-coital bliss. The slayer liked the quiet time. She used it to reflect, to brainstorm. She needed it to make a small amount of sense out of the life that was - slayer.

Turning the girl slightly, Buffy gently ran her fingers down the girl’s side, careful not to wake her. When she reached her bright red bottom the blond pulled the covers up enough to examine the tender spot for damage. She was relieved that she had left only reddened areas matching her handprints with a few newly formed bruises. Buffy hated when she hurt the girl. Hated more, that she still did not have a first name to give her. That she simply used and abused the girl like a plaything, like a tool, Like medicine.

Only Duncan was her medicine. The only known temporary cure for slayer lust. Duncan had been the first major gift Merrik had given her. Well the first gift after the stakes, crosses, really cool leather jacket, and other assorted slayer tools. Duncan had been especially bred for Buffy. Or rather bred for a slayer. The Duncan Reinfields were a major source of pride among the watchers counsel. That the Reinfields were often held in greater esteem then the slayers had always puzzled the hell out of Buffy.

Reinfields by there pure nature did not inspire fuzzy feelings. They were imps bred to be sexual slaves. They were first bred for master vampires as form of entertainment. Humans broke so easily.

The worst part of immortality was the boredom. Since vampires never needed to sleep and couldn’t go outside to play in the daylight, they had a lot of time to kill. A Vampire needs to feed about once every 3 days, though most feed daily. That left a whole lot of hours before TV was invented to kill time. So for the most part vampires had sex with anything and everything. Reinfields proved to be good entertainment as well as stevedores in bed.

Then the Reinfields went out of fashion. They required a great deal of training and time. Newborn vampires were in too much of a hurry to have the patients to train them. Which is why they continued to be generally owned by only Master vampires, Succubus, Lorian and Tradraca demons.

…And the watchers counselor. Slayers drew their powers mystically from there sexuality. That was why slayers were female and mostly bisexual. If you follow charka maps, their power in short came not from the purple psychic eye but from their red root. Their core. Pouring that much mystical energy out of your body can cause a condition in the slayer. Slayer Lust. Or simply, as Faith once put it, slaying makes you hungry and horny.”

As the slayer ages the power and aggression levels grow. The slayer begins to need release. Release that could be deadly to humans. Even among the scooby gang, Faith had almost choked Xander to death in the throws of unchecked lust. Faith had killed 7 Reinfields in her first year of slaying alone.

Buffy on the other hand still had her first Reinfield. She really did try and take good care of the girl. Sometimes she even unchained her and took her along on patrol. She really did like the small dark hair imp. Even if she still didn’t have a name for her. But first names for Reinfield came at a cost. The Reinfields had the kind of psychic energy that caused you to not give them names. To think of them as “The Girl” or it or her. Buffy had trouble-describing Duncan when she was not present.

“One really should be able to remember details about the creature one has sex with on a daily bases for 4 and a half years.” Was Giles reprimand earlier that morning when he had scolded her for not picking up food for the girl.

And who could forget food for a Reinfield. They had disgusting diets. Duncan lived on raw bones from the slaughterhouse, worms from the bait shop, potting soil and Coca-Cola. The girl loved cola, chocolate and crayons.

Duncan was barely five years old. Chronologically old for a slayers' Reinfield.

Reinfields grew to adult size in a matter of weeks once they were born. They were implanted in an egg state by the male into a human female. They grew to infant size in a week or two, without harming their human host. Afterward they were buried for a few weeks into non salted soil to grow to adult size. When they rose they were adult like in nature, except for the ability to speak. Most Reinfields didn’t really learn to speak until they were 12 to 15 years of age.

Buffy smiled thinking about her Duncan. She really was proud of the girl. The little olive skinned dark headed girl had already begun to use rudimentary speech. Buffy was always impressed by the girl’s intelligence. Duncan’s child-like behavior tended to give the illusion that she was a child but the girl was an adult. A cunning one at that.

Buffy pulled back the girl’s hair and leaned in to kiss her. The image of the training sessions Duncan would give any master vampire danced around in her head. She was tempted to wake the girl and spank her again then take her hard, fast and mean. Fucking her until she whimpered and cried. The slayer had done that often enough. She loved the feel of the girl while she fisted her, loved the way she squirmed when pinned to the bed under her as the slayer hammered in and out of her ass over and over again. No human could take the pain, the sheer abuse and torment that she put the girl through and still lived. But what she loved most about the girl, why she was so careful not to do too much damaged to her, was the purr.

Duncan often whimpered and cried, even tried to squirm away if the pain was too much but the girl always purred during sex. Purred and came incredibly hard. She always came as often as Buffy would allow her too. Faith never let her Reinfields cum. Never allowed them to enjoy there lives. And Faith went through a Reinfield a month before she joined the mayor’s staff. Good knows how the mayor dealt with Faith’s slayer lust.

Buffy was startled out of thought when Duncan’s legs parted a little wider. She had not realized her hand was stroking the girl’s pussy. It always amazed the blond how fast Duncan could ready herself for sex. How wet her folds could get, how warm and comforting the feel of her mound was as it sheaved her hand.

The slayer sat up and pulled the girl across her lap as she herself sat up. She didn’t want to start at a painful violent pace this time. She wanted Duncan to enjoy this experience with her. Reaching over to the side of the bed, Buffy laid the toys she wanted to use within easy reach. Buffy caressed the girls bottom, then slid her fingers into the girls pussy wetting them easily in the think fluid that flowed from the land of Canaan. Buffy slipped two fingers into the girl’s anus carefully not wanting to hurt her too soon. As she began to torment the girl’s ass, she picked up the riding crop. It was a good slayer exercise, fucking and spanking the girl at the same time.

The slayer just let herself get lost in the feel of the girl, in the rush of mystical power, of slayer lust. She wanted to make the girl cry, to beg, to hurt. The spanking could have lasted ten hours or ten minutes, Buffy never knew how long she beat the girl once she let go and let the lust take control. The girl’s crying and shaking and cumming and purring were the only things that registered in the slayers mind.

Buffy was now drenched in her own sweat, she could feel the fluid leaking out of her own vagina as the latest of her orgasms extended over her body. Flipping Duncan face down on the bed and pinning her, Buffy tossed the whip to the side and snapped on the belt on an overly large dildo. It was one Faith had given her. Wasting no time Buffy shoved it deep in the girl’s bowels. Her lust was rewarded as the girl yelped in pain. God how the first slayer loved to cause pain.

Buffy had started thinking of the “lust ridden slayer” inside as the first slayer. It made her actions easier to swallow if she could blame them on another. She knew she was really hurting the girl but she needed to make her suffer. And the loud purr was exiting her, egging her on. God she loved the way Duncan squirmed, the feel of yet another orgasm exploding out of the girl. The evil slayer part always wanted to stop Duncan’s pleasure, to stop the squirming that was rubbing the sheets against the girls swollen clit and giving the girl pleasure.

As Buffy stretched out her mind into the little Reinfield, she was over come by the overwhelming sensation of pleasure and pain she was giving the suffering imp. It was the motivation she needed, and it sent her over the edge. She came screaming a single name, “Willow” then she collapsed still connect by latex to the girl.

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Buffy didn’t know how long she slept on top of the whimpering girl but from the sun light outside the windows of Angel’s mansion she guessed most of the night. Buffy removed the phallus as carefully as she could but the damage had been done. It always scared her when she saw the amount of blood her sessions left behind.

Duncan for her part slid off the bed and into a ball on the floor. By the way the girl was still crying Buffy knew she must have really hurt her. The girl now had whip marks over most of her body. Her bottom and thighs had clearly been whipped with Buffy’s physic mental bullwhip. In the moment of connection, in the moment of release the magic exited the slayer’s body and entered the Reinfield. Still connect by the mystical and latex tether the magic continued to flow into the girl. Punishing her, torturing her with the slayers most sexually changed thoughts. Mental energy becoming solid fact. In absorbing the energy the girls body paid the toll while Buffy’s thought were made real.

Since Buffy didn’t remember anything after calling Willow’s name she could only assume she worked the girl over several more times before the lust ran it’s coarse and she again fell asleep inside the girl’s ass. Buffy never remembered how she caused the damage. Even her watchers who sometimes observed her sexual practices could never answer the question.

Buffy left the bedroom and made coffee. She checked to see if Giles called. It was of some curiosity that Riley and Willow never kept notes on were she slept at night. But Giles always covered for her. Buffy had moved the girl into Angel’s mansion after Angel returned from hell. She left Duncan to watch over her lover as he recovered. The mansion was a far nicer place then the abandon keepers cottage at the end of cemetery row were she kept the girl chained down before housing her lovers together.

After a couple of cups of coffee and a shower, Buffy laid out food and medication for the girl as well as her books, crayons and some chocolate treats. Giles had forbidden letting the girl watch TV all day. So Buffy had bought her comic and children’s books along with some coloring books. It seemed to keep her happy.

Buffy returned to the bedroom to put the girl the longer chain that reached through most of the house. She was hoping the girl would be up and cleaning the bedroom. Instead Duncan was trying to pull the sheets off the bed but was too racked with pain do more the curl back into a ball. Buffy changed the blood soaked sheets herself and moved the girl onto the bed and covered her.

“How about I tell you a story?” The slayer asked. Buffy knew the girl loved stories.

“Plea – plea – please.”

“Ok. How about I tell you the story about a Reinfield and a slayer.”

From the small movements and the smile form the girl on the bed Buffy took it to mean, “yes.” Propping herself up on the bed with her coffee Buffy put the girls head in her lap and began to tell the girl a story.

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Chapter 2: The Talking

It was a lovely spell. One of her very favorite spells. She should have been blissfully happy at that very moment. Instead she was kneeling at the feet of the goddess in the other realm.

“Oh, don’t look so sad Tara, I thought it frightened you when she used that part of your body as a candle holder.”

The goddess always enjoyed making her blush. Now kneeling beside the women she was forced to see her body from the other realm. She was lying on her stomach comfortably across a stack of pillows. Willow always insisted that Tara’s body be in a sea of comfort and trust before they lit the candles and began the spell.

Ok, Willow did have a kinky side and that was a very unusual place in the body to use as a candleholder, it somehow added to the level of the spell. And it pleased the red head so much, how could Tara refuse.

Bringing Tara’s attention back to her, the Goddess said. “I see Willow is channeling Sappho again.”

“I am not sure but it does sounds like Greek to me.” Tara hadn’t meant the last part as a joke. Her lover was happily writing something across her back with her paintbrush, Tara just couldn’t really see well from this angle. Of course the Goddess had chosen this angle, she was sure, for the view of the long thin candlestick protruding from her body and lighting up her skin so Willow could write her channeled words.

“At least it isn’t Byron. If I remember you had a hard time with the fiery redhead after she innovated his spirit.” The goddess got the desired effect when seconds of panic crossed her young apprentice’s face. Then the Goddess wondered when Tara would realize she was her apprentice. The girl was just too passive.

“Did you bring me here to talk to me about my sex life … again?’ Tara asked

“No, not your sex life. At least not yet.”

“Buffy” Tara said it like a statement. “So she is getting a Reinfield” on studying the goddess’s face she added again in statement form. “Buffy already has a Reinfield doesn’t she?”

“Has for a long time. It was necessary for her survival. Her potential was awakened too quickly. We were barely able to correct the time line as it was with that girl, always mucking up well made plans, she is.” The tone the goddess used made her words sound like contempt but Tara knew Buffy was a source of pride for the deity.

“So if she has had the Reinfield for a long time then what is the pre... pre… problem?” It wasn’t really how Tara wanted to phrase the question she just knew it was her job to ask question giving the goddess a reason to answer them.

“Do you know how slayers are made, called…. Chosen? No I guess you wouldn’t. It is very hard to explain these things to beings that live within the confines of linear time but I will try to explain. You might as well get comfortable. At least get off your knees.”

Glancing back down one last time at her body, Tara hoped the goddess would send her back before the channeling Willow needed to blow out the candle. If not the result might be unpleasant. With a final fearful sigh, Tara stood and joined the goddess now sitting in a chair. The being of pure light was taking a form for her. Tara was a little surprised to see the over-stuffed chair the goddess had also provided for her. Sighing again knowing there was no hope of stopping Willow from channeling Byron or the Rugby team from Eton for the rest of the night, she resigned herself to being sore and over used in the morning. But what really pissed the witch off the most was she wasn’t even going to be there in spirit for the better part of Willow channeling Byron and the rugby team. Oh yeah she was always sore after Willow channeled but oh how blissfully happy she was being sore.

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Buffy had just fucked Beefstick. Damn Faith for giving him that name. Then Buffy wonder what she saw in Riley in the first place.

“Yeah a nice normal guy. Isn’t that what I wanted” Buffy barred herself. “Yeah a nice normal guy that gets off on knocking me around and fucking my ass.” The slayer raved to no one in particular. She really wasn’t mad that Riley had given her a black eye. Or was it that he tried to give her a black eye? She liked that he wrestled her to show his dominance before they did the wacky. It wasn’t that he liked her ass as a home for his dick. No what really bothered her was that she liked Riley to knock her around first, to spank her. Buffy loved to be spanked more then anything else in the world. That Riley knew what to do with a red bottom after he spanked her only made her that much more excited.

But Riley was no longer able to please her completely. Lately he was like a small snack that only left her hungry for more. Buffy nearly beat Duncan to death after most of her snacks on beefstick really the root of the problem. Her life was quickly going out of control and she knew it. Riley would have to go. Not that she would miss him that much. Truth be told she hated him. Wanted to rip his arms, limb from limb.

Riley had done the one thing Buffy could never forgive. He had hit her Willow. Sure he was all drugged up on Initiative food of madness. Sure even before he had knocked Willow down she knew he went into withdrawal. She was an addict too. She knew all the signs of slayer lust. And that was what Riley had, slayers lust. Buffy had always known on some slayer instinct level. It may have been what attacked her to him in the first place.

Whatever else Walsh had done to her men, she had given them one hell of an addiction. It wasn’t only Riley. Buffy had to knock Forest half way across the campus twice to stop him from forcing himself down his girlfriends' throat. Sure Forest’s girlfriend always came back, so did Buffy. She always came back to Riley, needed Rileys' fist, needed his prick, needed him to use her body, to feed the lust. Even now as she tried to make it back to the dorm in her torn cloths she knew she would fuck him again He was snack food for the B movie of her life. Unless he touched her Willow again then she would kill him.

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The Goddess had been showing Tara scenes from Buffy’s life.

Scene One: Whistler taking blood from a sick Angel. Driving the vampire to LA so his blood would be fresh for the ceremony.

Scene Two: Buffy tied to an altar in the woods, Angels blood poured into the slayer’s sleeping mouth. Three days and nights she slept on the altar. Each night she was fed blood. Each day the sun was left to shine on the unconscious girls' naked body, testing it for the vampire curse. Killing the demon. Only a true slayer survived the ceremony.

“That is why slayers are never turned?’ Tara asked

“Slayers by their very nature can never be turned. Killed yes, never turned.”

Scene Three: Buffy meeting Merick

Scene four: Buffy killing her first two vampires.

Scene Five: Buffy having her first attack of slayers lust from the use of her power.

Scene six: Merick giving Duncan to Buffy. Merick and Pike trying to teach Buffy to use a strap on dildo for the binding ceremony. The red faced old man trying to explain why she needed the Reinfield. Buffy’s constant blushing as Pike showed Buffy how he fucked Merrik each night. It was pure comedy. Buffy asking Merick if it hurt? Why he liked it? Typical Buffy questions.

Scene Seven: Buffy in heavy withdrawal from the lust binding Duncan to her. Taking the little Reinfields' virginity while Merick and Pike keep a careful watch that Buffy did not lose her own in the process. And other watchers watching the events hating Buffy for excising.

Scene eight: Merick sending Buffy to a Succubus for Torture and Rienfield Training. Tara saw scenes of Buffy being spanked, every morning without fail like clockwork. Morning, so her bottom would be healed before she went slaying. Buffy being humiliated and spanked in public. The spanking with her pants slipped down to her knees to add to her humiliation. Her sore bottom each and every day in the hard desk chairs in class. Running to school to keep from being late. Hiding the bruises for the other cheerleaders. No wonder she had to quiet cheerleading. The skirts were two short and showed too much of her tortured body.

Buffy was not allowed to do anything to the Reinfield that was not done to her first. Save for the use of Duncan’s pussy. Buffy and Buffy alone was allowed the use of the Rienfield pussy, no one else. At the same time Buffy’s pussy was totally off limits. She was to remain a virgin. Quentin Travers issuing the virgin order like a presidential decree.

Which to Buffy’s horror did not mean celibacy. Beth, her trainer, used every inch of her body. Not a square inch went untouched, unabused or unbeaten. From the soles of her feet, to the ends of her hair, save Buffy’s vagina. Buffy was taught to withstand any torture the vampires and demons of the world would throw at her. Buffy was branded, burned, tattooed and flawed. Never badly. The brand was smaller then a dime on her bottom but she was made to endure it. Her arm was cut open about an inch and the skin layer by layer peeled back then a magic healing patch applied quickly. Beth was very careful not to leave scares or do any permit damage. Even the brand mark was almost invisible.

The goddess sent Tara all these images. Most of them sickened her. Frightened her. Most she didn’t really understand. Buffy had been taught to turn pain into pleasure by the Succubus. To crave the spankings, and whippings. To use the Reinfield as a canvas for her return the pain she was given. Giving it became almost as pleasing as getting it.

“I do not understand. How did Buffy learn to control the power of her spells by being taught this way?” Tara finally asked the goddess breaking the spell of Buffy’s unfolding life.

“That my child is the problem. The counsel has never really understood how slayers are called, so they sometimes perform calling ceremonies like the one Buffy went through. Forcing the girl to drink the blood of a vampire. The counsel mistakenly believes it to be the only way to awaken a latent slayer.”

“One of the prices of linear time is not seeing connecting cycles of life. Buffy would have become a slayer in her own time. The ceremony simply brought it out of her too soon and the slayer’s lust was the result. It has happened many times before with many other girls and the counsel dealt with it as best they knew how. Band-Aid surgery really. If Buffy were simply an average slayer with an average life expectancy the Succubus’s training would have been more then adequate for a 16 year life cycle. Just enough control the power and to not be over come with the withdraw and the Reinfield to bleed off the built up power. To dissipate the energy. But now things have changed and will never be the same.”

“So Buffy is becoming too powerful for her Rienfield my lady?”

“The slayers powers are always growing and changing but the problem isn’t totally with the slayer. It is her Reinfield. The girl is now coming into her own. She has learned to feed the power back into the slayer making Buffy stronger. It is a kind of catch 22 for them. As Buffy pours her energy into the Reinfield the girl purifies it and then feeds it back into Buffy making her stronger. They are both heading for the next step and if they do not step over the edge the cycle, for them, will end before it has begun. Before needed events start in motion. And far too many will die.”

Tara knew she would not understand all of the Goddesses words. She never did. There was always all that pesky free will choice stuff in anything the goddess said. Free will. So Buffy and her Reinfield would need to take a step. Make a choice or many would die. That Tara got.

“What is your wish, my lady?” Tara asked finally after thinking over the images and words from her Goddess.

“I wish you love my daughter. I wish you wisdom as well. I wish you to understand that it is possible for someone to love many people in many ways or in the same way. I, my child, want you to let go but not walk away. There is enough love for you and the Rienfield. There will always be enough love for you Tara.”

Tara felt her body. She felt the warmth of the candle far to close to her for complete comfort. She felt the wet paint as Willow painted the last of the poem on her ankle. And Tara smiled; the goddess had returned her in time to enjoy the best part of a channeling spell. And Willow blew out the candle.

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Chapter 3: The Blushing

The loud sound of leather hitting flesh echoed throughout the mansion.

“Duncan that was bearly a tap. That makes it 15 for you. Now, if you don’t want more, hit harder.”

#Whack, #Whack # #Whack #. Resounded though out the house, baring witness to the power of the strikes.

“That’s my good girl, keep it up.” #Whap # “Oh Yeah, just like that”

In mid swing Duncan noticed Giles standing at the entrance to the living area and she pulled the belt back where it only tapped Buffy’s pink bottom.

“What the hell was that? Your up to 17!”

“Huh Hum.” Giles said to draw Buffy’s attention. “I believe we had an appointment to go shopping today.” Giles was blushing head to toe. He hated walking in on Buffy in mid “Lust”. He hated what the lust did to her. Hated that the lust was growing out of control. He hated that it was the Watchers Councils methods that had awakened Buffy before she was ready, causing the lust in her when she was far too young to fight it. That the counsel had sent her, a fifteen-year-old girl to a Succubus, a demon, for training.

No, Rupert did not blame Buffy or even Faith for their behavior. They were trained, conditioned to react to the overwhelming magic forced through their bodies and they both coped with it as best they could. In Faiths case it had driven her insane. In Buffy, it was creating a serious sexual addiction. And he could do little more then stand by.

“Bite Me Giles, I am not done yet. And you, I do not remember telling you to stop. That is 19, now spank me.” Buffy was lost to the lust. So Giles just said, “ I am going to make some tea, don’t be too long we have a great many places we need to go today.” Giles doubted Buffy heard him. So he went in search of Tea.

Duncan continued to spank Buffy with the slayers favorite belt. The Reinfield was not human and she could easily tear Buffys' arms from her sockets. But the girl was gentle by nature and it had taken Buffy almost two years to teach the girl to spank her the way she needed. Even then she had to spank the girl afterwards. Not that Duncan minded. The little Reinfield purred like a locomotive when Buffy spanked her. And when Buffy didn’t hold out the come factor, the girl came hard from just the spanking. But so did Buffy.

Five more solid hits across her ass and Buffy came, screaming the only name she said when she came, “Willow.” Duncan continued to spank her until Buffy grabbed the belt from her with slayer skill. Buffy then turned the chair that she had been holding on to, around and sat down. This was Buffys' chair. Hard wood seat and heavy wooden back. No arm rest. Buffy had spent more then a year of her life being spanked each morning before she had to spend the day sitting in those hard wooden desks at the high school. Even when she moved to Sunnydale, Beth had followed her to town. The counsel had set her up in business in Henderson, a small town about 60 miles away from Sunnydale, and an apartment in town. Each morning for the whole of that year Buffy had gone to Beths' apartment to be spanked and to work with Duncan before and after school. Beth had made a year contract with her and Buffy had no choice but to complete it.

Buffy sat down on the hard chair and rolled her bottom over the wood. Then she spread her legs and snapped her fingers. Duncan dropped to the floor and crawled forward. The girl teased Buffy for several minutes kissing and licking Buffys thighs and lower lips but always missing the important target. She sensed Buffy’s growing need and dove straight for the mark. Duncan had a great talent. She could go down on anyone and turn them to putty. Even Beth had surcomed to Duncans talents from time to time.

It didn’t take long for Buffy to let go of her magic. She tether the power from her core right down the girls throat. They came together screaming. Buffy the name of her true love and Duncan a kind of inhuman sound of pain. Even after Buffy had released her power Duncan shook with the force of a seizure, cooing in pain. The Slayer picked the girl up and laid Duncan across her lap. The added weight felt good on her red bottom. Buffy held the girl and kissed her gently until she stopped crying.

“You ok now?” The slayer said with true concern. Duncan unable to speak simply nodded her head yes.

“So do you remember how many spankings you are to get?” Buffy said with a great deal of patients.

Duncan just nodded her head yes. Buffy had been trying to get Duncan to speak more and making her talk during their play, though often hard for Duncan, was making the girls abilities grow.

“So tell me the number.”

It took Duncan about three minutes to form the words. Buffy just waited patiently rubbing Duncans breast and playing with the girls nipples.

“Nn – Nni- Nn- Nine- Nineteen” Duncan struggled out.

“You are such a good girl.” Buffy said before kissing her passionately on the lips.

“Ok, now you know the position I want you in.” The breathless slayer commanded.

Duncan quickly brought Buffy the belt and then lay back across Buffys lap with her bottom up in the air ready to be spanked. Duncan had already begun to purr loudly.

“Hey you could at least wait for me to get started.” Buffy laughed at the girls readiness. She could fell Duncans moisture leaking onto her own leg. Buffy caressed the girls' bottom bringing blood to the surface for several minutes. Then she rained down blow after blow. Buffy never counted. She always went way over the number of spanks earned. She really couldn’t stop herself in the lust. Even after the earlier release the lust was burning inside of her. Driving her. Buffy just let the belt and her lust guide her, raining hit after hit across the girls bottom. When Duncan began to coo louder than her purring Buffy managed to stop herself.

Wordlessly she flipped the girl over and shoved 3 fingers inside her pussy. Wasting no time Buffy began to fuck the girls' pussy with all her might. Duncan just started coming. It was something Buffy encouraged in her slave. She liked the girl to cum and cum often. But Duncans ability to come was solely at the slayers discretion. Buffy could even stop the girl from coming in mid event. For a Rienfield not being able to cum when stimulated was extremely painful. It was one of the reasons for their legendary behavior, but they had to eat bugs or worms to survive. They also needed to cum after stimulation or the pain drove them mad. Harmlessly mad but mad just the same. Faith’s poor little Reinfields seriously suffered before Faith snapped their necks.

Faith never let her Reinfield’s cum. The poor boys would spend their short lives hard as a rock humping the furniture or the floor. Faith also treated all her Reinfield’s like girls. She was definitely the Fuck-er and not the Fuck-ie. Even the few rounds in bed that Buffy had with Faith, had been a total Dom/Sub affair. But Buffy loved to be whipped and spanked. Loved anything up her ass. Yes Beth had taken an innocent girl and taught her to love pain. To need it. To bend over and take it up the ass. And Buffy in spite of the “lust” condition was at heart a good girl and did as she was told. Ok so she fussed about it but she did it, and now loved it.

After the fifth time Duncan came to her pounding magic fingers, Buffy picked the girl up and tossed her on the bed. Dragging her back to the edge of the bed, the slayer went down on her hard and fast. Forcing Duncan over the edge time and time again. Then as her own needs ebbed she pulled the power of her lust into a magic ball and released it into Duncans vagina. The mental power of the slayer was amazing. Screaming loud enough to cause Giles to break another teacup in the kitchen, the two released their magic.

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“OK, so why are we going shopping at an adult book store this afternoon again.” Tara asked as she tried to move her sore muscles and get dressed. Willow had spent the night channeling dead 1930's lesbian and bisexual actresses. Goddess, Tara had no idea there were that many or that they were that kinky. Rubbing her wrist from where Willow had tied her to the bed. Like she was going to run away. Tara pulled on her shirt.

“Well Marlene Deitrich said we really should try strap-ons.” Willow said excitedly. She had eaten way too much chocolate before channeling last night and was bouncing on her heels.

“Willow have you ever been to that kind of place before?” Tara asked shyly while pulling up her pants.

“Ah no have you?”

“No, are you sure you want to do this, we could always just go to the magic shop.”

“No! Think of it as an adventure. It will be good for us as a couple.” Tara just shrugged yes. What else could she do, Willow hit her full force with Resolve Face.

Reaching down Tara picked up Mira Harkers' journal and began flipping through the pages.

“Thinking about Buffy or the Goddess?” Willow suddenly asked her lover.

“Both really. The Goddess hasn’t spoken to me in two weeks. And we know almost nothing about Reinfields.”

“We know Giles knows something about it though. Did you see how pale he turned when I asked him to help research Reinfields.”

“Yeah I saw. How about Buffy anymore hints from her. Anymore books laid out for you to trip over.”

“No but I think you're right. Something is up with her. And she has been lying too me. She says she spends the night with Riley then he calls me looking for her. I cover for her but oh is she so punished when she finally tells me what is going on.”

“Yeah” Tara said a little too sadly. “Willow, will you still be Buffys friend if she has a Reinfield to cure slayers lust.” Tara had only told Willow small parts of her conversation with the Goddess but she knew that Willow had to find out the rest in her own time. So Willow really only knew what she herself had found on the Internet or in Giles books before he hid them.

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They had walked around the block at the Henderson adult bookstore 3 times. This time they had actually gotten as close as 3 feet from the door before stepping back to do yet another circle of the block.

“For Gia’s sake, will you two stop circling the building, you're making me dizzy and besides I have things to do and I am tired of waiting on you two to come inside.” An extremely beautiful woman said seconds after opening the door to the store.

Tara recognized the women right away. It was the succubae, Beth, who had trained Buffy.

“For two witches who have faced very big ugly dangerous demons, I can't believe you’re afraid to come inside an adult book story.”

The two lovers just stood there in the street mouths open.

Several minutes later, Tara and Willow were standing in their first adult bookstore. They were receiving a guided tour from one very beautiful Succubae. They knew she was a Succubae because minutes after they came inside the building she had said, “So I finally get to meet Buffy’s friends. I am Bethany and I am a Succubae.”

It wasn’t the first time Willow or other members of the Scooby’s had been greeted that way. Buffy had a reputation among the less evil demons as being fair. She knew a lot of them in fact. And as long as they weren’t out to take over the world or doing some other skanky thing, Buffy left them alone. And for the most part they were grateful. It also meant that the Scooby's got free movie passes, free coffee at the 7 11 and a host of other things.

Beth showed them around the booths, giving them a roll of quarters. That had been eye opening. Peanut butter, in-line skates, and a bungie swing was a combination Willow never would have thought possible. Beth had then proudly showed them each and every vibrator in the shop. Each whip and restraint and finally ended on the strap-ons. The two young witches’ heads were spinning. Half in fear, half in awe, and to a lesser extent lust. Before they had time to say “Please No more” Beth had given them several new toys and rushed them across the street for coffee.

Coffee was the last thing Willow needed. Too much sugar and caffeine and babble mode was out of control.

Tara was nervous too but not for the same reasons. Willow was not ready for the truth. Not just yet. And she wasn’t ready to lose Willow to Buffy. Tara was desperately in love with the red head.

“You really don't know how long I have wanted to meet you Willow. You are the one person I have heard Buffy talk about for years.” The demon said out loud while to herself she added, “and the one whose name she calls when she comes.”

“Funny she never mentions you. Ever” Willow said defensively.

“If you had known a Succubus for five years would you talk about it. It is worse than knowing a prostitute. No Buffy would never tell her friends… tell you about me.” The women said patiently stirring her coffee.

Willow took a drink and thought about the demon. Something was up with the woman and Tara was…. Not scared but upset by her.

“Ok, what do you want.” The spirited redhead witch asked.

“To meet you. And to tell you a story.” The demon replied.

“I was hired… No that is not really true and you need the truth. I was sold to the watchers counsel about ten years ago. I had no more choice in the events then Buffy or Duncan. I was and still am a piece of property.”

“And Buffy helped you?” Willow asked.

“No I helped Buffy. That was my job. There are things about Buffy she has never told you. Never wanted you to know. Things that are personal. Being a slayer is a curse. And it has a price as well. I tried to help Buffy with one of the prices of being a slayer. I think I might have failed. Buffy is so old for a slayer. Few ever live longer then 25. Buffy has needs.” Beth said with real tears in her eyes.

“And you helped her with those needs?” What little Willow had read about Slayers Lust was running through her brain. Sexual needs, Magic flow, Release. The pieces were whirling around but didn’t make sense yet.

“Ah, not exactly. I trained Buffy in certain skills.” The demon said vaguely.

“Reinfields. How does the Reinfield fit into this?’ Willow asked in a buff for information.

“One of the things I trained Buffy in was Reinfield handling. Duncan is quite the specimen. Really talented, she can even say a handful of words. Buffy is very proud of her.” Beth was speaking with great pride. At least until the fist punched her across the face.

“What the hell do you think you're doing.” A very British man in tweed yelled at the wounded demon. Willow and Tara were covering the women in a heartbeat placing themselves between Beth and the watcher.

“Do all Watchers act this rudely or is it just you?” Willow asked as she placed another napkin over the bleeding nose of her “friend”; Willow was going to have to think about that part later.

“Miss Rosenburg, I have no quill with you, but the woman isn’t what she appears to be, she is in fact.” Willow never let him finish.

“A demon, yeah I got that, it still doesn’t excuse your actions.”

“It is all right, Willow, he is within his right I belong to him, and I should have asked first but I think Buffy will need you soon and I… I love her.” Beth said with complete honesty.

“Enough all of you.” Tara said. Only Willow was sure it was not Tara. Tara's eyes and hands didn’t normally glow. With a wave Tara placed her hand over Beth's nose and healed it. Then Tara leaned down to Beth and asked, “do you know who I am?”

“You are the apprentice, the vessel of the goddess.”

“Yes, and you are a soldier in the army of light little one. And I am most pleased with you. But Willow must learn her role slowly." Turning she faced the watcher. “Do you know who I am?”

“You have no power over me.” The man said holding up his cross.

“I have never had any power over mankind. I am only a beacon. And the girl I speak to you through is my apprentice, my vessel on this plain. I understand Bethany has a hundred-year contract with the counsel and I will not interfere in it no matter how naive or just plain wrong I believe it to be. But I would like to request she not be punished for her actions. This is only a humble request not a demand.”

“She knows she is to have nothing to do with the Summers girl. The slayer walked away from us and is to have no assistance until she comes to her senses.”

“Maybe it's you who need to come to your senses.” Willow shot from her corner.

“Well said Willow. But a point for later discussion. We will leave now, both the witches, and you will have your slave, Your slayer insane and in jail. And I assume you will then have no more contact with the one hope for the human race against the evils of the earth, the slayer, the sane one.” The vessel said as she grabbed Willows hands and left the coffee shop.

A few blocks outside the restaurant Willow asked, “Are you …you again.”

“I think so, are you ok.”

“Weirded out. So did the goddess say anything else.”

“Yeah she said we should go to Toys R Us at the mall.”

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Chapter 4: The Shopping

The two witches had driven like bats out of hell to get to Sunnydale’s one and only mall. Neither knew why they were in such a great hurry to get to Toys R Us. It wasn’t exactly like there was a sale on 12 inch Xena Dolls or something. But they made it. And they were now sitting in the parking lot out side one of America’s favorite toy stores without a clue what to do next.

“Ok, so what now?” The redhead asked.

“I was hoping you would know.” Tara answered.

Looking around Willow noticed a piece of paper sticking out of her mother’s range rovers glove compartment. “Hey that wasn’t there a minute ago.”

Leaning over Tara and taking a minute or two to squeeze her leg Willow open the box and took out the paper. The Goddess had given them a clue. It was a temporary invisibility spell.

Completing the spell the two lovers’ had just started to get out of the car when they spotted Giles’ clunker pull into the lot. Slipping out they made their way to stand by the car.

Buffy was the first out, but instead of shutting the door she flipped the seat up and helped a slightly younger looking girl out of the car. The younger girl looked to be somewhere between 16 and 20; Black hair, olive skin, and a slightly smaller frame then Buffys. She was about two inches shorter the Buffy with the hint of Asian features to her face. But her eyes were her true beauty. They were a stunning green, which almost glowed.

Once the girl was out of the car Buffy began to fuss with her clothes, straightening her shirt. “Ok before we go in, tell me what you are supposed to do?” Buffy said patiently.

“Wa wa wa walk ……………up….upri ..up. Walk up.” Duncan managed.

“Walk upright. That’s right. What else?”

“N….n.n.n. no ….b.b.bb.bite”

“And”

“Be Good get toy.” Duncan stated excitedly. Buffy just laughed and wound her arm through Duncan’s.

“I think you’ve got it.” The slayer replied happily.

“W.. were to first.” Giles asked.

“Victoria Secrets, I have pretty much shredded all of Duncan’s underwear.”

Tara and Willow followed Buffy, Duncan and Giles through the mall. On three different occasions Buffy had commented to Giles that she felt like she was being followed but neither slayer nor watcher took it very seriously.

The two witches watched as Buffy bought matching underwear, teddies and other nighttime wear for Duncan at different stores in the mall. They also purchased jeans in the Gap, shirts in the Limited and shoes, well lets just say Buffy really knew how to shop. After sending Giles back out to the car laden with merchandise for the third time, Buffy took Duncan into the main goal of there trip: Toys R Us.

Tara and Willow couldn’t stop themselves from laughing. The girl was clearly very excited and it took all of Buffys slayer strength to keep the girl from running into the store.

“Ok, Duncan you have fifty dollars to spend in here as long as you continue to be good. Do you understand?” said a very stern slayer with an amused grin.

“Understand” Duncan replied.

Buffy then released the girl and began to move directly toward the invisible witches. Not knowing what to do the two lovers just stood still.

“Ok Will, Tara I know you’re here, come on out.” With that the spell was broken.

“What gave it away?” Willow asked.

“Mostly your scent. Slayer thing, but come on Will, the laugh. You really shouldn’t laugh at people when you're doing the whole Hollow man thing. It was a spell right.”

“It was a spell, I take it you are dually impressed?” Willow asked

“Very, have to remember that next time we have a big bad to spy on.”

“S.s…so, going to introduce us to your friend.” Tara asked while staring at the girl.

“Not just yet, when she is toy shopping she has a one track mind. To be honest she always amazes me when she shops.” Buffy answered as she moved to a new vantage point to watch her slave looking at toys.

“Ok spill Summers.” Willow said.

“You can give Duncan any dollar amount and if it is humanly possible she will spend it to the last cent. I mean she figures tax and everything. It takes her a little time but she is just amazing when it comes to math.”

“Funny I didn’t read anything about Reinfields being gifted like that.” Willow stated frankly as she studied the girl.

Buffy’s whole body language changed. Her face paled, her muscles stiffen and prepared for war, The slayers' eyes were huge and her face showed the shock. “How did you know she’s a Reinfield Will?”

“Didn’t really, just took a wild guess. Buffy, if you want me to research something in future it might be easier if you just tell me or write me a note or something. I tripped over Mina Harkers journal 7 times and I stubbed my toe and it hurt and I really really am babbling now aren’t I?”

“A little, I was that obvious? Huh?” Buffy asked as she moved to follow Duncan through the store.

“So are you planning on telling me what is going on now?” Willow asked as patiently as she could. She still didn’t get it. She knew there was something she was meant to get. She knew a lot of people; one succubus and at least one prime evil goddess were trying to help her get it. She just didn’t know what it was. Or more importantly if she really wanted to get it. What she had read to date just didn’t sound like “it” and Buffy belonged in the same sentence.

Reinfields were somekind of non-evil demon bread for the purpose of slavery. Most precisely, they were bread to be a special kind of sex slave. One capable of handing large quantities of magically charged sexual energy. As a witch, Willow understood just how important sexual magic could be. The most powerful spells she and Tara did used sexual magic. Nor was Willow naive to the truth behind tales of witch’s orgies at Sabbath.

Still it was hard to understand exactly why sweet innocent Buffy would need a demon however “Non-evil”. And even if Willow could see why Buffy might need help with making sexual magic, why a slave. That was really the bottom line as to what was puzzling the hell out of her. Why would Buffy want or need a slave. The Buffy she knew would normally just set the girl free if she had gotten her by mistake. If that were possible. But Mina hadn’t been willing to let her Reinfield go. Mina took great pride in tormenting her Reinfields. Mina in fact had several, both boys and girls, usually at the same time.

And from what she read, it was not a case of letting them go. Reinfields had to be inslaved after they were bounded. In short from what Willow could guess, the journal of Mina Harker was a "how to" book on the proper care and ethical treatment of Reinfields. Not a journal on “Oh I was so wrong, I should have never enslaved them."

“I have wanted to tell you for a while, it’s just hard. And once I tell you I don’t know if I can face losing you. Face what you’ll think of me.” Buffy replied with so much fear in her voice it nearly broke Willow’s heart.

Willow pulled her best friend in to a hug and held her, letting the slayer cry. Or at least she would have if she hadn’t been pinned to the ground by a very angry Reinfield.

“Willow stop make Buffy cry.” The girl said between growls though she made no move to harm Willow.

“Duncan get off of her now.”

“Make cry, hurt Buffy.” The girl tried to explain as she crawled off of the redhead and moved beside Buffys leg still on all fours.

“Oh god is everyone ok” Rupert Giles said surveying the situation.

“Everything is fine, Giles she was just trying to protect me. You are fine Will, aren’t you?”

“Bruised but fine. She really is very protective.” Willow said as Tara helped her up.

“To be honest that is the first time she has ever done anything like that out side of the time she bit Angelus.”

“So we are not counting the times she has growled at me. Buffy I told you something like this would happen bringing her out in public.”

“Giles she growled, she didn’t hurt you. And I don’t think she meant to hurt Willow either.”

“I agree Giles, she didn’t mean to hurt me. She really bite Angel?”

“Oh yeah” Buffy stopped and looked around at the parents watching them in the story and continued, “ but that is a story for a non public, other than a toy store time.”

Giles suddenly realized that Willow and Tara were not meant to know about Duncan and he decided to try and lie to cover. Giles was a terrible liar. "I see you have met my niece, Buffy was just helping.”

“Giles they know” Buffy said pulling Duncan to her feet.

“They do? A aa about?” he added pointing at the girl.

“Reinfield, old story.” Willow said to throw the poor watcher off balance.

“So are you going to shop or what Dunc…?”

“Duncan not bad?” The confused girl asked. He scolded puppy doggy expression was adorable.

“Yes Duncan was bad but I will forgive you for now or at least until we get home, so shop.”

“Duncan get whoosh?” The confused girl asked again not really believing it wasn’t a trick.

“If Duncan wants whoosh then Duncan had better shop.”

The little Reinfield practically ran through the store. Well actually she did run through the store. It didn’t take her more then 15 minutes to pick out her new toys and pay for them.

After the store the four humans and the little demon regrouped at Giles' for pizza and talk. Only the talk wasn’t fast coming, no one knew how to begin. So Tara slid off her chair and on to the floor beside Duncan who was guarding her Toys R Us bag like it was filled with gold.

“You want to show me what you got at the store Duncan?” Tara asked patiently

Duncan just nodded her head yes.

“Duncan remember what I said, use words.” Buffy corrected her. “You have to remind her to talk otherwise she won’t” The slayer explained.

“Y… y… yes” Duncan whispered quietly.

Tara got comfortable and waited for Duncan to open her bag. The first thing the girl handed Tara was a new box of crayons.

“Crayons, I see” Tara said. Duncan just nodded her head again.

“Great, more crayons.” Giles murmured unhappily.

“Giles hates the fact she eats her old crayons when ever she gets new ones.” Buffy explained.

Duncan then pulled out several coloring books.

“Well those work well with crayons. “ Willow said as she sat down beside Tara and the girl.

“Like color, pretty.” Duncan explained

“So what else have you got in there.” Tara asked

Duncan pulled three classic illustrated books out.

“2000 Leagues under the sea, Frankenstein and The Time Machine. Someone likes Science Fiction. Does Buffy read to you?” Willow asked.

“When good girl.” Duncan said happily, if she had a tail it would have been waging.

“Don’t let her convince you she is retarded, it is a nice act but I am pretty sure she can read by herself.” Buffy said proudly.

“You’ve taught her to Read!” A shocked Giles almost screamed.

“Actually she taught herself. She really is pretty smart.” Buffy said with pride. Seeing the unbelieving faces Buffy added “Ok so I read to her and she started catching on. It is amazing what One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish leads to.” The slayer said to the adults in the room.

Duncan scared that Giles would make Buffy take her books away pulled out her new Lego toys and shoved them in front of Tara to change the subject.

“Star Wars Lego sets, again with the science Fiction.” Willow noted

“I think you have a point there Will, she does seem to love the fantasy theme.” Buffy answered.

Duncan reached into the bag and pulled out the last item, the one she loved the most. “Whoosh Whoosh” Duncan said proudly as she handed Tara her 12 inch Gabrielle doll. “Whoosh”

“It’s the sound Xena's round killing thing makes.” Buffy said in explanation.

“I though we discussed not letting her watch television.” Giles asked in a very miffed tone.

“We didn’t discuss, you ordered, I pretended not to hear you. Same old same old.” Buffy answered her watcher. “Giles it’s not like I let her watch that much TV. Her chain doesn’t react the living room remember, so she only watches TV with me. I can’t fuck her every minute we are together.” Realizing what she had just said Buffy blushed and waited for Willows reaction.

Willow got up and moved over to Buffy and started to hug her but stopped herself when she remembered Duncan was in the room. “I want to hug you but I don’t want a repeat of earlier today.”

“Duncan, I think Buffy wants you and I to go play with your new toys up stairs.” Tara said, Duncan just looked at Buffy waiting for orders.

“Thanks Tara, Duncan you go upstairs with Tara and do what she says and no trouble right.”

“Be Good.” Duncan said quickly putting her toys back in the bag.

Once Duncan and Tara were safely in Giles bedroom and Giles was safely drinking Scotch. Willow hugged her best friend.

“I take it you do sleep with the girl.” Willow asked

“Fuck her brains out, would be polite for what I do to her.” Buffy answered with a hint of self-loathing as she wondered why she so desperately wanted Willow to know the truth.

“How long have you two been together?” Willow asked

“Since I was called. Duncan was the third slaying tool I received from Merrick. First I got a stake and cross, then a leather jacket, and final my own fuck toy. Just what every slayer needs."

“How… You’ve been hiding her from us all this time.” Willow was amazed.

“It’s not like it’s something that comes up in normal conversation. Oh yes and how is your demon sex slave doing today and while we are at it what about those Mets. Willow I was in high school, I had no way of bringing that one up. And if I did, what was the likely hood you would understand. Especially back then. I needed you. I needed you and Xander. Hell I even needed Cordellia Chase.” Buffy said the pain in her voice coming through.

“So what has changed now?” Willow asked patiently not really understanding everything but damn willing to listen.

“Me I think, Duncan too. I remember more of what we do together. When the lust comes over me, I mostly don’t remember much. And Duncan has changed so much. She’s smarter, knows more of what is going on. You saw how she tried to protect me. The girl honestly likes me. With the way I treat her I can’t imagine why but she does. But it is more then that. It’s like Duncan is no where near enough to stop the lust. I feel it growing. That is why I gave you the journal.

“Ok that is the part I need you to explain…. that and the lust part. Mina mentioned Slayers lust like it was a disease but I am not really sure what it is?” Willow asked. Both girls looked at the drinking Giles for the answer.

Two hours later and one lecture stronger, Willow now knew that Slayers lust was indeed a disease. Buffy had said disease. Duncan or rather Rienfields were the only known medicine to help it. There was no cure. Buffy felt the disease growing out of control just as Mina Harker had but unlike Mina Harker Buffy didn’t want a fleet of Reinfields to cure it. She liked Duncan but one was enough, just not enough for her lust.

Willow had also learned a small amount about some of the other things in Buffy’s life she had hidden. First she learned about Beth. It had angered Willow a lot until Buffy pointed out that Beth was also a slave. Beth had only done what the counsel had wanted. Beth had been one of the big things she lost when Angulus was running amok. As punishment for losing her virginity the counsel had taken Beth away. They would have taken Duncan as well but Duncan had been blood bonded with Buffy and that made Duncan Buffy’s Problem.

And Duncan had been a problem without Beth. While Buffy was at school pretending to be the typical angst teen, Beth had watched and cared for Duncan. Even now Duncan was only 5 years old. Her species may have been sexually active at 6 weeks but she was really unable to care for herself completely until she was at least 3 years old. And even then her slave nature prevented total self-reliance. Losing Beth but keeping Duncan really had been a problem. Giles was hopeless with the girl. Other then chaining her down, Giles really didn’t know how to handle her or more accurately didn’t want to handle her.

The Lust sickened him. He never blamed Buffy or Duncan and Beth for that matter. He understood all to well they were pawns in the game of the counsel but he didn’t have to like it. When Buffy had be over come with lust and tried to seduce him, grabbing him, fondling him through his pants, he had pushed her away. Even now he was not really sure if Buffy could remember doing it, she was so far gone at the time. But Buffy had been easy. She had taken no for an answer. Even in the deepest spells of lust Buffy thankfully took no.

Faith on the other had had not. She had almost choked him twice when she was over come with the early stages of lust. He had hidden the marks from the children. He had never been so thankful for his tweed suits and tie, they hid a lot of bruises. He should been dead, but Buffy had saved him, had drag Faith from him and then allowed Faith to use her body. Giles had tried to make Buffy see reason, he was so afraid Faith would really hurt her. He had pleaded with Buffy to let Faith use Duncan instead of her own body but Buffy had been adamant. She did not want Duncan harmed.

Xander had been the last straw. It was one thing to rough her up, but not her friends. Buffy could have forgiven Faith killing Alan, even her time with the mayor but Buffy could not forgive Faith for hurting Xander. Buffy would have killed Faith right then and there if she had hurt Willow.

Willow took all this information in. It was like seeing the last 5 years of her life in a completely new light. Buffy held nothing back. Once the truth reached her lips it poured out and Willow just felt numb.

Bottomline Buffy had Slayers lust and Duncan was no longer able to keep it in check.

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Chapter 5: The Learning

Tara vainly tried to pull her dress farther down on her body. She felt terribly self-conscious. Whats more, the heavy clit-weight that Willow was making her wear was pinching the hell out of her tender tissue. At least the clit-weight had made her forget about the nipple clamps for a short time. She knew she really loved Willow but the redheaded witch defiantly had a kinky side.

“Well maybe Willow can be kinky with Buffy and get it out of her system”, the goddess in training thought to herself. Tara now knew with some certainty that Buffy and Willow were meant to be together. That had been a hard pill to swallow. Even now she wanted to feed Buffy full of electricity or strike her down with lightening but it wouldn’t make Willow happy and Tara needed Willow to be happy.

She just prayed Willow would not make her go away. That was the one thing Tara couldn’t stand. She was willing to share Willow, but not lose her. Hell she was willing to wear a fifty pound clit weight and an elephant size butt plug if it made Willow happy. At least the clit weight she was currently wearing felt like it weighed fifty pounds instead of its actual half-ounce and she didn’t even want to think about plugs just yet. Willow was still in the dark about plugs and Tara just hoped she would remain that way.

“Hey I thought we came here to dance.” The red head said with an evil grin that said, 'hey I know your wearing a clit weight I am going to make sure you get the full use out of it.'

“I thought Buffy was coming?” Tara replied as a way of saying to the woman she loved 'I may have been stupid enough to agree to wear this thing out in public but I'll be damned if I'll drag this heavy weight across the dance floor, Willow Rosenburg'

Willow just smiled deeply and flashed Tara a complete resolve face.

“Fine, but just one dance.”

Three dances later Tara was saved from the dance floor by the never-ending argument from Xander and Anya.

“Honey you can’t just tell people they are ugly.”

“Why?” The ex-demon asked

“Willow you try to explain it to her” Xander asked desperately.

“Explain what?” Willow asked pretending not to have heard most of the argument from her friends as they made there way in the door of the Bronze.

“Where is the Buffster, I thought she was going to show.” Xander asked not really wanting Willow to deal with Anya.

“I was asking that earlier.” Tara pointed out.

“She's not been around much lately.” Anya observed.

Xander and Anya had been kept in the dark about Buffy. But Buffy had been absent a great deal from her friends. Her lust had been growing over the summer. Riley had gone back to Iowa over the break. Tara and Willow had been staying at Willows parents' house while Buffy just moved into the mansion. Her mother and Xander believed she was staying at Rileys. She had his keys and she gave them her cell number. Having Willow and Tara as part of the cover up team also helped.

Still Buffy really didn’t look good. She had lost a lot of weight, far too much for her small frame. She seemed to need sex 3 or 4 times a day and had taken to sleeping with strangers at the local S & M clubs in town. Most of this Buffy had not shared with Willow. It was enough that her best friend knew about Duncan, but her condition was slowly getting worse.

Buffy had been watching her friends from a hidden corner of the Bronze. She had been trying to make a decision about her life. She just hoped that her friends and family would be there for her. Taking a deep breath she put Duncan’s hand in her own and walked over to her friends. “Hey guys.”

“Hey we were starting to worry.” Xander replied as he noticed the girl holding Buffys hand tightly looking extremely frightened.

“Hope you guys don’t mind that I brought a friend.” The slayer said as she pulled Duncan over to their favorite booth.

After getting the girl and her friends seated with drinks Buffy began the introductions. “Duncan this is Xander and Anya, and you already know Willow and Tara.” Duncan nodded her head.

“Say hi” The slayer reminded.

“H…. h.. h…hi, Hi” Duncan repeated while waving her hand. You could see the questions forming in Xanders brow.

“Is she what I think she is?” Anya asked a little surprised.

“Reinfield, my Reinfield.” Buffy explained before taking a drink of her coke.

“I didn’t think the counsel let slayers use them anymore. The counsel never was 'with it' when it came to those kinds of issues. Actually I was wondering how you managed without one. You're old for a slayer.” Anya babbled. Tara and Willow just held their collective breath.

“I’m missing something right?” Xander asked

“Duncan is my slave Xander, and she isn’t human.”

“Slave?” Xanders voice cracked.

“Yeah, I not proud of it. But I need Duncan, she takes care of some personal things for me. Problems that only slayers have. And well I told or rather Willow found out about her a few weeks ago and….” Buffy took a deep breath, “ Xander I am so tired of keeping secret from the people I love. “

The rest of the evening was really strange. They danced, they were nice to each other but things were just strange. Willow and Tara tried to play buffer or would have played buffer if Xander had asked any questions. Instead he spent the evening just staring at the girl. It got so bad that Duncan growled at him. Buffy was just grateful to have a reason to take Duncan home.

Three days later Xander was still confused. Anya had explained the problem to him and they had argued. Make up sex was fun but he didn’t understand the problem any better. Then Willow had tried to explain it to him and now they weren't speaking. He really should not have accused Tara of converting her. He knew homosexuality didn’t work that way. He was just angry. Finally he had gone to Giles for answers only to have Giles give him the Disney version at the same time as he was trying to explain the problem to Mrs. Summers. Watching Joyce grill Giles was amazing but he really didn’t learn anything new expect that he never wanted to piss Joyce Summers off. And Xander had thought Buffy was stubborn.

It seemed that Buffy had meant what she had said, she had literally brought Duncan home to meet her mother. If he wasn’t confused before Xander surely was now. How do you get to the point in your life were you say, 'Hey mom I want you to met my sex slave.' The only thing he knew for sure was that Mrs. Summers was not amused.

Which was why his next act came to him as a surprise. Alexander Harris was now standing outside the home of one Mrs. Joyce Summers leaning on her doorbell. He had no idea what he was going to say.

“Xander, this is a surprise, please come in.”

“Thanks Mrs. Summers”

“Please call me Joyce, can I get you something to drink.”

“No Thanks, I was hoping we could talk.”

“About Buffy” Joyce sadly stated

“Yeah, I have been trying to understand it but I can’t.” The boy said

“And you think I can?” Joyce tone spoke of great frustration.

“I don’t want her to feel like she has to run away again. From what Anya says, she really doesn’t have a choice about it.” Xander said surprising himself. He really didn’t understand the problem he just felt it to be very wrong but he also didn’t want to hurt Buffy. She had been hurt far too much in her life. And while he didn’t understand the situation he had been able to grasp the fact that Buffy didn’t have a choice in the matter. Willow, Anya and Giles were all clear on that one point.

The two talked for a while longer and some how came up with their second step of action.

An hour later they were both entering the mansion. “Willow said Buffy has a set of rooms on the second floor for Duncan." Xander explained.

They were both a little shocked when they found their way to the back of the house into the apartment on the second floor. What they were shocked about wasn’t the nicely decorated modern apartment but the girl laying on the floor in a tee shirt and nothing else with a long chain fixed to her ankle. While the two metal rings around her wrist appeared to be bracelets unless they were closely examined the two metal rings around her ankles had only one propose. They were there to chain her down. And they had been welded on to her body.

As they looked at the girl coloring it was hard to miss her freshly whipped bottom; bright red with bruises forming. Only one ankle was chained and the chain itself appeared to originate in the bedroom. Duncan didn’t seem to react to their presence; the girl just kept coloring.

Finally Joyce called, “Buffy honey are you home?”

Duncan rolled over and looked at them. “Buffy B…B.. Buffy g……gg…..go…st..store. Back soon. G…g..get. fffffffdddd.” Duncan then made gestures for eating. Pleased with herself, Duncan rolled back over and started to color again.

Before Joyce and Xander could think of what to say or do next Buffy walked past them carrying two large grocery bags. “Hi mom, Xander.” The slayer said as she put the bag on the kitchen counter. She was just grateful they hadn’t come by two hours earlier when she had Duncan tied to the kitchen table whipping her with a spatula.

“I hope you don’t mind us dropping by like this, honey.” Joyce asked while her eyes had not left Duncans red bottom.

“Duncan get dressed for company.” Buffy ordered.

“Will…. Willow coming?” Duncan asked truly unable to understand who the two people were in the room. Willow was company to Duncan. If the people didn’t already have Buffys scent Duncan would have growled at them but she knew they belonged to Buffy. She had smelled them both before on the slayer.

“No Xander and my mom are coming over, so get dressed.” Duncan obeyed and crawled off toward the bedroom.

“She didn’t growl at you did she? She sometimes growls at people if she is afraid of them but I don’t think she would harm you unless she thought you were trying to hurt me.” Buffy nervously tried to explain.

“Got any tea?” Joyce asked

“All Giles favorite flavors. I have several different kinds of soda Xander, can I get you a coke or something.” Buffy was very nervous but hopeful. She really needed these people in her life. She loved these people but she had reached a point where she just couldn’t lie to them anymore. Every day the lust grew that much more. Everyday she felt a little more lost to it and she desperately wanted to share what was left of her life with the people she loved without having to pretend anymore. She just didn’t have the energy it took to live that way now. Being the slayer was hard enough she didn’t want anymore headaches.

Duncan crawled back into the room and over to her coloring books while Buffy made drinks for the group. After serving her mother and Xander she brought Duncan a coke placing it beside the girls' book.

“She really likes to color.” Buffy again explained.

“I see that.” Joyce replied. This was not covered in any of her parenting hand books and Joyce thought it really needed to be, right after the chapter called, coping with a slayer child.

“She is studying you, sizing you up. I know she seems lost to the world but she is observing everything.” Buffy stated. She knew how bad things might appear and she really wished she could explain them better.

“So you're not just torturing the girl?” Xander asked rudely.

“Xander, Duncan’s not exactly a child. But your statement is a fair one. Sometimes I just can’t stop myself when I am with her. Most of the time I know she doesn’t really mind, she isn’t exactly human. Look, there is nothing I can say to sugar coat this. I need her. Want hasn’t been a factor in a long long time. And I need you. Both of you. Is there a way we can work this out.” Buffy asked with a great deal of sincerity.

Before any one could answer the voice of Willow was echoing around the house. “Buffy, we got movies and pizza and nothing to do all day and hi Mrs. Summers.”

“Did someone say pizza?” Xander finally said to break the silence.

“ I thought I wasn’t speaking to you.” Willow replied.

“You weren’t but now you are going to forgive me because you know what a jerk I can be.”

“Fine but there will be no chick flick comments during the film.”

“Minimal comments and I pay for more pizza.”

“Deal”

“I take it we have made up?” Buffy asked between giggles before hugging Xander and Willow.

“Buffy do you think we could talk in the bedroom for a minute.” Joyce asked

“Sure mom,” You could hear the slayer gulp. “Duncan listen to Willow and Tara.”

A few minutes later Buffy and her mom were in her and Duncans room. She was never so glad she had trained Duncan to put away all the sex toys each day.

“I am not happy about this.” Joyce started.

“Sorry mom”

“But I want you to know I love you. I will never understand this. If it were a girl I could deal with it. Tara and Willow seem very happy together but this is not the same thing. “ Joyce said sternly

“I know mom, if it makes you any happier I don’t like it much either. But I can't just keep her chained up and hidden away all the time. I need her. She is a part of me, part of my life." Buffy pleaded. She didn’t know how to explain any of this. She just knew the lust was getting worse and she would rather her friends and family found out from her than finding her out of control lost to lust. It wasn’t a pretty sight. Even now talking to her mom she felt the urge to drag Duncan and Willow into the bedroom and fuck their brains out. She fantasized about going down on Willow while Duncan went down on her and Tara watched.

She knew even as she spoke with her mom moisture leaked between her legs simply because Willow was in the next room. She could smell the lavender soap Will always used on her skin through the door. She was going to have to confess that to Willow sooner or later but it was all she could do now to hold it together now.

“Like I said Buffy I love you. So how about you and Duncan coming over for dinner Sunday, say around noon.” It was a stab in the dark but Joyce didn’t want to lose her only daughter.

Joyce left. Pizza was eaten. Xander pretended not to like Notting Hill. The girls knew him too well. And conversation was had by all. Even Duncan managed a few words.

And then they were alone. Seconds after her friends had left Buffy pulled her wet panties off and snapped her fingers. Finally Duncans tongue was were it belonged.

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Chapter 6: The Understanding

Buffy looked bad, very bad. She was extremely thin and nervous most of the time. Joyce was worried sick. Besides the infamous Sunday diners she now cooked for Buffy, Willow, Tara, Xander, Giles, Anya and Duncan each week, Joyce now took Buffy and Duncan out to lunch each Wednesday.

At first she'd just wanted to get Buffy to eat. Her daughter was far to thin for her liking. So she had forced Buffy to meet her for lunch. Buffy showed up on time and was extremely polite, but she only played with her food. Worse still Joyce couldn’t miss how her daughter’s hands shook. How her eyes seemed glazed over. How her legs never stopped moving. How her daughter twitched in her chair. The way her eyes moved around the room checking out everyone, as pure lust danced in her eyes.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, Joyce knew for certain that Buffy was sleeping around. Sunnydale was a small town. So after several tries at getting Buffy to eat, Joyce started having Buffy bring Duncan to lunch with them. Buffy was always less nervous when Duncan was around. There were moments when Buffy even seemed like her old self. At least Buffy ate her food and didn’t just play with it when the little demon was around.

The first Sunday dinner at her house had been just Buffy, Duncan and herself. Joyce had made pork chops. And everything started out fine until Duncan began to eat the bones of the pork chop. The girl bit right through it like butter and just chewed it up. Joyce still thinking of the girl, as well, a girl, was terrified she was going to choke. Buffy on the other hand just calmly put her own pork chops on Duncans plate, picked up the girls plate, walked into the kitchen and put it on the floor. Snapped her fingers, and commanded Duncan, “Go eat in the kitchen.”

Duncan just slid off her chair and crawled into the kitchen and finished her meal sitting in the floor happily chewing pork chop bones. In general that was normally Buffys reaction to any fear over Duncan Joyce had. She would simply send the girl into the next room.

And there had been a lot of objections in the first few months. Joyce had come over more then one to the mansion to find Buffy quietly reading the morning paper at the kitchen table. Unfortunately while above the table Buffy was reading the paper, below the table Duncan was licking her pussy like there was no tomorrow.

There were other things as well, not just the fact Duncan seemed to live between her daughters legs. Joyce really couldn’t count the times she seen Buffy slip her hand inside Duncan shorts when they were out in public. It always made their lunch dates interesting, but at least Buffy ate. Buffy did try and be discrete most of the time. Normally just slipping off to the bathroom with the girl. But when she was at her worst, and her hands shook, then it was as if she couldn’t stop herself. And in those moments Joyce would have striped Duncan herself if she thought it would have speeded things up and stopped her daughter's pain. Which was why she found herself not only tolerating the little demon but also being grateful to her. Duncan seemed to be the only thing that did help Buffy.

Strangely, Joyce really believed she could have eventually learned to live with most of this, Duncan didn’t exactly inspire fear and once Joyce let herself get to know the girl, she found she liked her. But Joyce just couldn’t resign herself to Buffys other growing habits.

The first was Buffys need to whip the girl. She could forgive the spankings and most of the bruises Duncan received from her daughter but not the bullwhip marks, they were cruel. And even if she could forgive the bullwhip marks across Duncan's body, she would never be able to forget them across her own daughter's body.

It was nothing for Joyce to go over to pick Buffy and Duncan up and find the two engaged in some kind of sexual play. Over the summer if you wanted to get Buffy out of the house you had to go over and break them apart. So Joyce had seen her daughter and the little demon in just about every phase of undress possible. And because of this she had witnessed far too many marks and bruises on both of them.

There were other things too. More than once Joyce had dropped by with breakfast in an effort to get Buffy to eat, only to find Duncan chained up in the kitchen and some stranger or a couple leaving the house. Half the time Buffy didn’t even know these peoples real name. And when Joyce pressed for information she'd been utterly shocked to find out that Buffy had met or rather picked up partners from one of Sunnydales 11 S & M clubs. If nothing else Joyce's liquor bills had doubled.

If Joyce was worried then Willow was frantic. Buffy really was getting worse each and everyday. On a good day, the slayer would exhaust Duncan by noon, hit the club and find someone to play with for a couple of hours. Then find a nest to knock out. Come home wake up Duncan and fuck her senseless. Almost always spanking the girl first. Then when Duncan passed out from shear over use, she would do a run through the cemetery then put herself on the rack at one of the clubs for a few hours. Afterward, she would go back out on patrol and then back to the clubs. She usually tried to end the night with a married couple. Some time in the wee hours she would come home, wake Duncan up and use the girl until about noon the next day. Buffy no longer slept. She no longer needed to; the vampire blood in her veins had taken hold.

Nor did she go to school. Other than when her mom forced her out to lunch, Buffy did nothing but have sex and kill things. She wouldn’t even bother eating if her mom and her friends didn’t make such a fuss about it. Actually her small amount of food intake really had more to do with Duncan then anything Joyce or her friends did. Buffy had just started to fuck the girl one morning when Duncan fainted on her. And since Buffy had only given her the normal morning spanking Buffy really couldn’t figure out why the girl had fainted. So she managed to stop herself long enough to splash cold water on the girl. Before she could even ask Duncan what was going on, the little demon did something that shamed Buffy to no end.

Duncan weakly open her eyes and said, “ S…sorry, but hungry.” It was only then that Buffy realized she had not feed the girl in days. Buffy might not need to eat or sleep but Duncan did. It was no wonder Duncan liked going over to Buffys mothers house each week. At least Joyce fed her.

That event too had been a kind turning point for Buffy. She had broken down and cried, unable to fathom living as she was any longer. More to the point Buffy hated hurting Duncan. The girl just didn’t deserve it. And it was more than just the food. After finding Duncan covered in blood from a particular nasty beating after one of their sessions, Buffy had burned all her whips. The only thing she still used on Duncan was a belt but the whip marks across her body were now worse then ever and the slayer had no idea where they came from. No one but herself now touched Duncan. So Buffy finally went to Willow for help.

The end result was that Willow moved in. Tara was not very pleased about it at first but Tara loved Willow with an unreasoning love so she got over her anger. Willow to Joyce's great pleasure began to make changes in Buffys life. The first was regular meals. To which Duncan at least was grateful. Mostly Buffy just played with her food.

The second change Buffy was having a harder time with. No unknown sex partners. Even Willow knew she couldn’t stop Buffy from sleeping with multiple partners at this stage but she could see that safety rules were applied. Condoms were used, blood tests taken, safety words in place. Willow had actually been pleased to learn that the clubs for the most part had strict rules. Buffy was not exactly cooperative on rule number two but she wasn’t fighting Willow either. Lastly Willow got Buffy back in classes starting next semester.

There were other things as well. Buffy didn’t go out patrolling or nest hurting without someone with her. Buffy had tried to drag Duncan along instead of her friends but Willow had not been amused. So Buffy in the end agreed to take either Willow, Xander or Giles along on patrol.

Oddly as a slayer, Buffy’s skills had never been better. She was a far more efficient killing machine. Still things on a personal level were spinning out of control.

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Buffy was late. That was nothing unusual. But Willow had been worried. Buffy was seeing one of the many couples she saw often. Buffy liked sleeping with swingers, and Willow for the most part approved of her regular partners. Tara had found it laughably funny that Willow had veto rights on Buffy’s partners when at least to her knowledge Willow and Buffy had never even kissed. Well they had kissed but they both still believed it was only friend type kissing. There were days where she just wanted to beat them both over the head with a blunt object but they had to learn some things for themselves. Tara also found it funny that Duncan much like herself couldn’t figure out what was taking them so long to realize they were in love.

She of coarse was still jealous as hell over Buffy. Not jealous enough to leave her, but neither was she a happy camper. Duncan on the other hand was just grateful that someone was seeing that she got fed and her back was bandaged and there was always a good supply of Perpetration H in the house. Buffy or rather the primitive in Buffy was absolutely brutal to Duncan by this time. Tara couldn’t count the times when she had heard Duncan crying from Buffy’s bedroom from the absolute pain Buffy put her through. Earlier that evening they had come in from the movies to find Duncan chained on top of the kitchen table on her knees with Buffy fucking the hell out of her freshly whipped ass. Duncan was in so much pain she was just repeating the same sentence over and over as a way of begging Buffy to stop. “Duncan be good girl now. Duncan be good girl now.”

Even after Willow pulled Buffy off the girl she just kept saying the same thing over and over again. And the whip marks still puzzled her. Buffy really didn’t have a whip. But there were lash marks covering every inch of the girls back and then 3 deep ones across her ass. Tara shuddered at how much pain that must have caused her while Buffy rammed a dildo the size of the Empire State building up her ass. Ever time Buffys hips smacked against her ass the lash marks must have made it agonizing. Tara shuddered and blushed as the vision of Willow doing the same thing to her briefly danced across mind.

“And I accuse Willow of being kinky” Tara said out loud.

Duncan who was curled up on the floor at her feet wrapped in a sheet looked at Tara as if she was trying to figure out what the young goddess was trying to say.

“I was just thinking out loud Duncan, it didn’t mean anything.” Tara explained to the girl.

“Willow look for Buffy?” The girl asked not for the first time since Willow had left with Xander to go and look for Buffy.

“Yes, Willow and Xander went to find Buffy.”

“Buffy ok.” The girl said as if to tell her that she knew Buffy was ok and that they really shouldn’t worry.

“You know that don’t you” Tara said realizing that the girl’s blood bond would give her information like that. Before Tara could ponder this she noticed the girl move onto all fours and slide the sheet onto the floor. Buffy was clearly near by. Duncan always tended to act this way when the slayer was near by.

Then Duncan crawled off to the kitchen and poured a glass of tea. By the time Buffy walked into the apartment Duncan had meet her by the door with the glass. Taking it Buffy flopped down on the couch next to Tara and taking a sip of the drink she pulled Duncan across her lap. The slayer began to look at the girl's wounds peeking under her bandages. Frowning when she saw the girls' bottom. “Well I guess I had better give you the night off, at least until you are healed up a little more.”

With that Buffy carefully slid the girl off her lap and onto the floor. “So where is Will” the new question was directed at Tara.

“Out looking for you.”

“Jesus I am only,” the slayer having no idea what time it was looked around the room to find a clock, “ok I have no idea how late I am, so how late am I?”

“About an hour and half. I’ll go call them.” Tara excused herself leaving Buffy channel shuffling and went into Willow’s bedroom to call Willow. After the call Tara was heading back into the living room hoping Buffy hadn’t dragged the Reinfield off to bed yet. Duncan really was far to injured to be able to stand another round with Buffy that night, only to find herself pushed against the wall in the hall and Buffy roughly kissing her. For just a minute Tara found herself drawn between absolute fear and an odd feeling of arousal. On one hand Buffy could ripe her in half and on the other Buffys lip gave her same feeling Willows did.

Before Tara could process this she felt Buffy pull away.

“I’m sorry Tara.”

Buffy then went off to the living room and she heard her take Duncan into the bedroom and start to chain her down in bed. Tara recovered and found herself, helping the slayer tuck the Reinfield neatly in bed with her stuffed dragon. Then Buffy just said, “Tell Willow I am going back to the club and not to worry.” And with that she was gone.

Willow was furious. In fact furious was polite for what Willow Rosenburg was by the time Buffy showed up the next day late in the afternoon.

“Do you know how worried we were, don’t even try and give me 'I shouldn’t have worried', because it won’t cut it. We’ve done the stranger talk; we have read the statistics on sleeping with strangers, what if something happened. And what about Duncan” Willow was building up for a really good rant.

“It was because of Duncan I left, if I had fucked her last night, God Will you saw her, I would have hurt her, worse… I would have hurt her more. I don’t want to talk about it ok.”

“That’s just it Buffy it’s not ok, it’s really not ok. And don’t give me that crap about hurting her more, there has to be another answer, there are spells, other things that we could try.”

“Don’t you ever give up, I mean don’t you get it, I am not worth it. Didn’t your girl friend tell you I kissed her last night? Will just give it up. I am really not worth the effort.”

“I wouldn’t say that Buffy” Tara said as she decided she just couldn’t stand by and not say anything. Mostly because she knew Buffy was worth it.

“Buffy don’t you get it. You kissed me, true it surprised the hell out of me, but then you pulled away. You stopped yourself. Think about it, you’re the slayer, you could have just as easily forced me to do, I don’t know… something, instead you went out looking for a willing partner. And I bet if I pulled up your shirt, your back looks twice as bad as Duncans does. No matter what you do to Duncan you always put yourself through far worse.”

“Buffy you can still control some of it. And with mine and Willows help I think you can learn to control your lust but not if you just keep giving up.”

“I try, you have no idea how hard I try. God I wish I could but it’s there all the time and I can’t forget about the lust. It’s like I am burning up in side. And Duncan, I hate myself for caring about her, for caring that I hurt her. How fucked up is that.” Buffy was crying hard and had slid to the floor with her arms wrapped around herself.

The minute Buffy began to cry Duncan who had been in the bedroom literally broke her chain and was in the room beside the slayer in seconds. The girl crawled around the crying Buffy in a half circle and growled before sliding down lower still on all fours beside Buffy clearly ready to rip the heads off anyone else who hurt her.

“She really is very protective.” Willow said, grateful she wasn’t closer to Buffy when Duncan got upset.

“And Fast, she really can move.” Tara said. Both witches were smart enough not to move toward Buffy with the girl still growling.

Buffy ran her hand through Duncan's hair and in spite of her tears laughed. “Sometimes I forget just how protective she really is,” Buffy then pulled what was left of the girls long chain still connected to the girl’s ankle over and picked up the broken end. “They promised me at the hardware store that no living beast could break this chain. We should get our money back.”

“Why do you keep her chained up at all? It’s not like she would really run away?” Tara asked

“I don’t know, Beth always made me keep her chained down. Then later, well Giles was the same way. Now it’s just a habit. You can see how good it really works.” The slayer said examining the broken link.

Changing the subject the slayer said “Tara I am sorry about last night, I really stepped out of bounds.”

“I don’t know I think maybe you should step out of bounds more often. You’re a good kisser, almost as good as a red headed witch that I once knew who has been neglecting me terribly lately.” Tara said with a bit of a blush.

“Hey, I am here in the room”

“She is right you know, you have been the un-attentive lover as of late.”

“I am not finished chewing you out yet so no fair ganging up on me. Even if there may be a little truth to it.” Willow said with an evil grin. And from there things seemed to get better.

For the next 3 weeks Buffy was on good behavior. She saw only regular partners and made sure to come home on time. She ate 2 meals ever day and she appeared to sleep at least some of the night. And Willow went out of her way to be a little more attentive to Tara, bringing her flowers and breakfast in bed. More importantly there was once again laughter in the house. Willow and Buffy joked around and talked like they did in high school.

On retrospect Willow should have seen the signs that day. Buffy had been careful with Duncan, though she spanked her everyday. Buffy hadn’t done her mysterious whipping of the girl either. So Willow had been a little disappointed when she had gotten home from school to find Duncan chained to the kitchen table again with her back and her bottom lashed open and her face buried in the slayers pussy licking away.

But Willow pushed her worry to the side, Duncan was purring very hard after all. And Willow did find it odd that Duncan would not let Willow ‘doctor her up” Instead Duncan had run off and hid in the bathroom. But the girl was a Reinfield and they were subject to irrational behavior. And she really should have noticed the bandage on the girl's neck, even if Duncan had put on a tee shirt. That was well dressed for the Reinfield.

There were other things that night as well; Duncan kept getting between herself and Buffy. Physically between them. It was like the girl was constantly underfoot. When Tara came over Duncan’s behavior only became worse. Until Buffy finally chained her up in their shared bedroom. They really should have gotten a clue when Duncan began to whimper from the bedroom. Duncan never really cried or whimpered without a reason. Normally when Buffy chained her up in the other room she would simply be content to color, read or play with her toys. Instead she continued to whimper loudly until Buffy left to meet one of the young swinger couples she “dated” Then Duncan quieted down. The Signs were all there but the redhead had misread them all.

Which was why Willow was a little surprised to be shaken awake in the middle of the night by her roommate. “Willow wake up.”

“What’s wrong?" Willow said as she tuned in the world, a little relieved to find Tara asleep beside her.

“Nothing wrong exactly, Will”

“So you woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me nothings wrong.” Willow whispered back trying not to wake Tara.

“It is time Willow, I finally know that now.”

“Ok still asleep here, time for what?”

“To mark you Will, you have always been mine. And it’s time.”

“Again not following.”

Buffy just smiled. Willow had never realized just how sharp the slayers teeth looked, almost like fangs. In fact Willow realized that they didn’t just look like fangs they were fangs. Small in vampire standards but most definitely fangs.

In a very inhuman voice Buffy said, “You belong to me.” Seconds before she carefully brought her mouth over Willows left breast and bit her best friend.

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Chapter 7: The Mating

Willow Screamed. And not just a little, oh, there is a nasty looking spider in the corner scream. No I mean my best friend has fangs and has buried them in my left breast and it hurts like hell, kind of scream. By the time she finished screaming Tara was holding a large cross they kept by the bed underneath Buffy’s nose. Not that Buffy seemed to notice. She was still lapping at the blood from Willows breast.

“Tara will you put that thing down” Buffy said as she reached up and gently took it out of the future goddess’s hand. Reaching her head back down Buffy kissed Willows breast while she continued to unbutton and open up Willows cow pajamas.

“Don’t worry, I am not going to bite your other breast just kiss it.” And with that Buffy moved over and began to lick and suckle Willows right breast.

Still a little in shock but relived to have seen Buffy holding the cross, Willow said, “Buffy, what exactly are you doing.”

“Marking you and now your mine.” She said before her tongue did something to Willows breast that almost made her forget she should be worried. And if her left Breast wasn’t hurting like hell she might have.

“Buffy I think we should talk”

“Uh hum, so talk” Buffy replied while continuing to work over Willows now hard little nipples.

Buffy was then roughly shoved back as Tara said, “I think she means talking with out sexual assault. In the kitchen I think.”

“Fine, but you still belong to me. No matter what your girl friend wants to believe.” The slayer said as she trotted off toward the kitchen. Stopping only to shout “Duncan, Here now”

By the time Tara had bandaged up Willows Breast and they had made it to the kitchen Buffy was happily sitting with her legs open and Duncan between them licking away.

The two witches had brought the cross with them.

“Still don’t trust me I see, Duncan suck harder, yeah like that.” Buffy said as lust danced in her eyes. “The girl has a magic tongue, if you're very good I might let you borrow it Will. But only if you are very good.”

“Who are you?” Willow asked as she unconsciously rubbed her sore breast.

“Why who do you want me to be, I love role playing games.” Deep passion bubbled from the slayers tone.

“Buffy you bit me. I mean you had fangs.” Willow shouted

“What do you mean ‘had” fangs” Buffy said spouting a mouth full of teeth as well as two small fangs. It was at this point that Duncan whimpered loudly, she didn’t like it when Buffy put her game face on.

Letting Duncan distract Buffy, Willow did what every good Jewish girl would do in the situation, she grabbed the cross and held it out at Buffy. The slayer just laughed long and hard.

“Slayer's can’t become Vampires Will, I mean if they could don’t you think we would have seen one by now. Don’t you think some power hungry master vampire like Angulus would be able to rest until he had his own pet Slayer Vamp to sit by his fragile male ego side. No just slayers and dead slayers. Use your fingers too Dunc”

“Enough, Buffy get your lust under control, Duncan go get in bed, and Willow put the cross down.” The goddess now occupying Tara’s body commanded. Duncan with a small whimper and a look of gratitude immediately slid from between Buffy’s legs and crawled off toward her and Buffy’s bedroom.

“Hey I was right on the edge.” Said the slayer as she plugged her own hand into her pussy to replace Duncan’s tongue.

“For Pete's sake” Tara said before realizing she would have to help matters along if she wanted the slayer’s attention. “I am only doing this so you can concentrate on the conversation.” With that Tara slid to the floor on her knees next to Buffy, roughly pushed the slayer’s hand away from her pussy and shoved her complete fist into the slayer. “Oh Yeah” was Buffy’s only remark as her body exploded into orgasm.

“I am really not comfortable with this” Willow said not really sure how she was supposed to feel. In a way it was sexy as hell watching Tara fuck Buffy, but her left breast hurt and she was confused, and a little aroused from Buffy’s earlier treatment of her right breast not to mention watching the two of them together.

After several minutes of “Oh yeah, just like that,” or other similar phases, Tara removed her hand and Buffy managed to close her legs. Tara then washed her hands in the kitchen sink and took a seat beside the confused but slightly aroused Willow.

“Now I believe we are ready to talk” The goddesses apprentice announced.

And for almost a solid minute there was silence.

“You bit me.” Willow stated

“I marked you” Buffy corrected.

“You bit me and it hurt and there were fangs. I most defiantly felt fangs.” Willow babbled.

“Do you want me to kiss it and make it better.” Buffy said in a husky voice that clearly was meant to communicate what else the slayer wanted to kiss and make feel better.

“Control Buffy, I know somewhere in that thick skull of yours your less then primitive side wants to explain to Willow what it means when a slayer marks someone.” Tara interjected, personally she wanted to drop kick the slayer of the world trade building but there was that whole pesky destiny clause.

For some reason, parts of what Tara said actually did reach Buffy’s brain and sink in. So Buffy closed her eyes and forced her rational side back in control. It really was an incredible effort. “I’ve marked you Will. Made you mine. I’ve claimed you.” Buffy said trying to explain what she herself didn’t have the words for.

“See that is the part I am not getting. Fangs, see there were fangs and fangs belong to vampires and vampires run from crosses and have to be invited in, and there were fangs.” Willow babbled

“Buffy has taken you as her mate Willow.” Tara translated before Willow lost track in her babble mode.

Willow shut up and gave Tara a completely blank stare. ‘At least I know why I am channeling the goddess now.’ Tara thought. “I suppose a little history would be nice, I know you have both heard the 'Since there have been vampires there have been slayers' speech. Well to over simplify it, Slayers and Vampires are closely related. They have been on a parallel development path you might say. You could also say Slayer’s and Vampires are distant cousins. Which is why Buffy was correct in saying Slayer’s can not become Vampires.”

“And as you also know their can, in some circumstances, be more then one slayer. This is the part that gets technical. The slayer gene exists in many humans as a dormant trait. If a human with the trait is changed into a vampire the trait is either destroyed as the person becomes a vampire or it surfaces and kills off the demon and the human. The second part almost never happens. This is when the trait stays dormant.

“In a few people the trait doesn’t remain dormant, we call these people slayers And in there natural state it normally takes a slayer the first 30 years of her life to even begin to develop the slayer trait to it’s ultimate end.”

“I think that means to see fangs.” Buffy said as a way of trying to understand the conversation. Her train of thought was wavering and she found herself wanting to rip Willows PJ bottoms right off her gorgeous little body.

“That is one way of putting it. As you know most slayers die so young that they never develop to the point Buffy is at. Not that Buffy is at the normal development range of a slayer. About a 1000 years ago people began to panic that slayers were not coming along fast enough to save the human race. Enter the Watchers Counsel. They began interfering in the development of slayers. Forcing young women with the dormant trait to become active slayers. In Faith’s case they force a young women unsuitable for the job into being an active slayer. In Buffy’s case they took a 15-year-old girl that was already well on her way to becoming an active slayer and they feed her vampire blood. Angels vampire blood to be exact.”

“For three days they feed Buffy Angels blood. The result was to cause the angel inside her to grow to quickly. The result was lust madness.”

“Angel?” Buffy asked managing to tear her mind away from her planned assault on Willow’s body.

“I am going to tell you a secret, at one time demons and angels were the exact same thing. At least until demons were cast out of heaven. So it shouldn’t come as a surprise while a vampire kills off his host and the demon takes over. In a slayer, the host human soul merges with an angel. To be even more exact the host merges with the living embodiment of the Angel of Death. Since time is not really linear, it is actually the same angel in every slayer. Which is why Slayers have visions of past lives and prophetic dreams of the future.”

“Hey how do you know this?” Buffy said managing to focus for the first time in minutes.

“Just as you are the living embodiment of the angel of death, of Shiva, I am the vessel for the mother goddess Kali. Oddly enough Shiva’s mate in folk lore.”

“But Willow is my mate.” Buffy said between waves of overwhelming lust. Focusing, no matter how important, was becoming impossible again.

“And what is Duncan to you Buffy?”

“My consort just as you are Willows.” Buffy replied almost automatically before plunging her hand between her legs again. She needed Duncan badly.

The Goddess was a little surprised at the level Buffy had elevated Duncan too, though she was happy for the girl. Duncan would make an excellent consort. While the Goddess was surprised at Duncan’s place in the universe, Tara was a little surprised and in fact pleased with her place in the cosmos as well. Then Tara had already figured out these placements would not just apply in this lifetime but they would apply for many circles of life. Tara found it extremely comforting to know Shiva excepted her place by Willows side. And Tara was now absolutely sure it had been the Angel Shiva who had done the excepting.

“Look I need to go” Buffy said abruptly. Her lust was now at full force. “Duncan needs to rest.” Buffy added as she actually ran for the door. Both women knew she was off for the clubs and the stock racks.

“She is going to get much worse before she gets better.” Tara said sadly.

“Are you, you again?” Willow asked as she rubbed her breast more confused then ever.

“Actually I was me the whole time, with a little help from the goddess. She didn’t take control, which means it was me, not the goddess who you know…. with Buffy.”

“I understand I think.” Willow said. She really didn’t understand anything that happened but she didn’t want to hurt Tara’s feeling.

“I wouldn’t normally cheat on you, only I couldn’t think of another way to get her attention off her crotch.”

“I said it’s ok, besides I think you gave my kinkier side fantasy fuel for the month." Willow admitted.

“You really do spend far too much time with Xander.” Tara laughed.

Both women were startled by a small whimper from the kitchen door.

Duncan was in her tee shirt holding her stuffed dragon. “Be good?” Duncan said in a desperate way of saying she was afraid to sleep alone. Buffy had really frightened her during the day and she still hadn’t recovered.

“I take that to mean we are not sleeping alone.” Willow said summing up the situation. She wasn’t in any hurry to sleep alone either so she had an idea how Duncan felt.

“You don’t mind?” Tara asked realizing why she loved this woman so much.

“Why not,