Slave 4/?

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Title: Slave
Chapter Four: Help and Understanding. 
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Buffy has been enslaved in a demon dimension for over twelve years
her time though only 14 months have passed on Earth. She returns with her
two daughters, a Zoth and a changed life. Joyce and Willow, now lovers, must
help her find the slayer inside. 
Thanks: Cheryl Hill and Angelina
Warning: Smut, strangeness, lesbians and a story.

Help and Understanding

Willow and Buffy were walking quietly through the cemetery. Just walking
together wordlessly. It was bothering Buffy to no end. She knew Willow
wanted her to talk, explain, say something. Willow knew Buffy had spanked
Friday yet again. The witch always seemed to know when Buffy spanked or
whipped her slave.

"Will, I only spanked her. I just used a belt it's not like I broke out the
bullwhip or anything." Buffy suddenly confessed. The silence was killing
her. 

"Did I say anything." Willow replied pleased her silence had worked exactly
the way she had intended it to. 

"Come on, Friday liked it. I know she did. I let her come." Buffy continued
pleading. 

"Let her come?" Willow said with an arched eyebrow.

"I didn't spank for coming this time if that is what you think." Buffy
answered a little confused. 

"So why did you spank her?" Willow asked slowly.

"I like too." Buffy choked out as she turned a little red.

"Does Friday like it?" Willow asked in her best Schoolteacher tone. 

"I think so, with Friday it's sometimes hard to tell. I know she loves me
though." Buffy answered honestly.

"So this was just sexual play?" Willow asked.

"Mostly, it's really hard to explain. You would have to have been a slave to
understand." Buffy said as she started to move forward.

"You were a slave. Did your owner....?" Willow asked quietly. She was still
trying to get Buffy to talk about what happen to her. 

"I don't want to talk about it. I am free." Buffy replied quickly.

"No you're not. Not as long as you keep it all inside Buff. Please you have
got to tell someone." Willow pleaded.

"Telling you isn't going to stop me from whipping Friday." Buffy reasoned
out loud.

"No only when you want to stop hurting her will you stop. And for the most
part you have stopped Buffy. Sexual play isn't the same as hurting her. In
fact Friday seemed pretty happy when we left the house." Willow pointed out.
Friday may have been bruised but the little blue demon really was happy
about it.

"You really think she was happy?" Buffy asked excitedly.

"You two really need to work on your communication skills. Yes she was
happy. Like you said, Friday really does love you. Why is beyond me but she
does." Willow said honestly.

"Yeah." Buffy said smiling.

They walked on a little longer as Buffy continued to think to herself. 

"I loved two of my mistresses." Buffy said suddenly out of the blue.

"Really?" Willow replied not knowing what else to say.

"Really." Buffy answered slowly.

"Tell me about them." Willow said, carefully taking a seat on a tombstone.

"I would have to tell you the whole story and it's really long." Buffy said
taking a seat on another gravestone. 

"Beats walking around in the dark." Willow replied.

"I don't remember much about my first three years of captivity. I was a sex
slave. Not like Friday. Friday is a House caste sex slave. It's bottom of
the rung but she is a house servant. A slave that you keep around your
children, in you're home. I was a public sex slave. Not a slave you bring to
your house. I was kept chained in the public mount areas. Sometimes demons
would pay just to whip or beat me. Most of my owners were too cheap to use
healers, which is why my back is so badly scared. By the time I was bought
by an owner that paid a healer, my scars were too great to heal completely.
I am lucky with Friday. Zoths don't scar easily so I never had to pay for a
healer with her."

"That is not really a comforting thought." Willow added.

"I treat Friday badly but compared to how she could be treated I treat her
well. I know that doesn't make it right but it's just the way it is." Buffy
said defensively.

"Buffy I understand. Please tell me more about your life. You were saying
you were a public slave." Willow prompted.

"Like I said I don't remember much about my first 3 years as a slave. I
remember I tried to fight back all the time. I got sold a lot because I kept
trying to kill my owners. I almost succeeded a few times. But mostly it all
just rolls together in my mind. I was treated like a dangerous animal. Kept
in chains and whipped daily. They fed me just enough to keep me alive. I was
always so hungry. I finally stopped fighting back. I just sucked what they
told me to suck, fucked what they told me to fuck and generally did what
they asked. I didn't talk or walk, I crawled around on a leash when I wasn't
chained down. And I felt nothing. Remembered nothing." Buffy said distantly.

"I'm so sorry." Willow said quietly.

"Don't be. It doesn't matter anymore." Buffy replied hoping off the
tombstone.

"So what happened. How did you end up with Ragna?" Willow quickly prompted
she didn't want to lose the story now that she had Buffy talking. 

"Ragna wasn't for a while. I was bought by a woman, demon whatever. Anyway
Rista was a trainer. She didn't have much hope for me but she liked my
spirit. I was bad. I was chained on the public mount. It's kind of a stone
altar that slaves are chained on. You pay the attendant a sum to mount the
slave. Different amounts for different types of sex. I mostly got anal
mounts. My owners were too afraid I would bite so they had me mounted from
the rear. Again it doesn't matter. Anyway once in awhile I would just get
fed up. I broke the chains on the altar while I was being fucked and tried
to ram the whip handle up my attendants asshole. Rista saw it and bought me.
I still had to go to the public punishment hall. Odd thing about the
punishment hall. They could make you hurt so damn bad and not leave a mark.
And they could make it last. Make you relive your worst fears and
nightmares. It wasn't anywhere you wanted to stay. I spent 3 days at the
punishment hall for that transgression. When they pulled me off the wall
Rista had me put on a leash. I crawled all the way back to the public mount
alter and she had me chained back down and then she fucked the hell out of
my ass. I mean for hours she fucked me. She used magic cream that made it
hurt like hell, it was almost as bad as the punishment hall. When she let me
up she..."

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Buffy's legs were shaking in pain, as she was unchained from the altar. Her
asshole was aching like crazy. She felt her leash being put back on her
collar. Her only piece of clothing. Her new owner snapped her fingers and
tugged the leash. She crawled off the altar and onto all fours. She was a
Zecta cast slave, the lowest of the low. She knew the law did not allow her
to stand. She would be sent back to the punishment hall for another three
days if she dared to stand up right. 

Buffy felt her new owner touching her back gently. Examining her new
purchase. The human looking demon ran her hands down Buffy's legs and then
up her stomach rubbing her bruises and scars. 

"Too bad she wasn't treated better. She could be very beautiful. These scars
could have been healed for a small price when they were fresh. Now...." Her
owner commented. 

"Rista I might remind you she has a habit of trying to kill her owners." The
attended replied.

"Only because she was not handled correctly. This isn't a slave you throw to
the wolves and leave on the public altars. Do you know how long the average
slave survives the public altars?" Rista asked as she snapped her fingers
again for Buffy to roll over on her back. Buffy did as order and then opened
her legs up to be examined.

"Very good." Rista said to her slave as she carefully continued to examine
the whole of her slave's body. 

"The answer is 6 months." Rista finally replied to the attendant who was now
holding out a large butt plug. 

"That seems correct." The attendant said in a completely bored tone. He knew
Rista was saying this for her slave's benefit.

Rista took the plug and replied, "Do you know how long this slave has
survived as a Zecta cast slave? Please take a guess." 

"Longer than 6 months, I have seen this disobedient little slave for longer
than that on the altars." He replied.

Rista shoved the plug into Buffy's sore hole and said, "Just guess."

"A year or a year and a half." The man guessed with a little interest.

"She had been here for almost 3 years." Rista said snapping her fingers for
Buffy to roll over and return to all fours. 

"That is amazing." The attendant said honestly surprised. "She is so
disobedient."

"So I have heard." Rista said with a smile as she started off walking. Buffy
hurried on her shaky limbs to keep up. The plug rubbing her sore backside
with each step. 

Buffy crawled along behind her new mistress trying to keep up. Memories of
the last three days at the punishment hall still fresh in her mind. She
didn't want to return any time soon. It was hard to keep up the fast pace.
It had been years since she had crawled this quickly. By the time her
mistress crawled in the back of a black limo Buffy was breathless. Her
mistress snapped her fingers and Buffy crawled into the back of the car. The
blond onetime slayer took a position in the center of the spacious floor of
the limo. 

The car took off fast and Buffy fell over on her side. She struggled to get
back on her feet. Her mistress didn't say a word. Buffy just hoped it meant
she wasn't angry. She was wrong. 

The car stopped and Rista got out of the car. She snapped her fingers and
Buffy crawled out after her. Rista then led Buffy around to the driver side
of the car. The driver, a large Drakecarrier demon got out of the car and
took Buffy's leash. 

"I want her whipped for falling. Whip her hard and use the paddle. She will
feel it more wearing the plug. When you are done bring her into the
restaurant. I wish to show off my new toy." With that said Rista was off.

Buffy found herself flung over the hood of the limo. Before she fully
understood what was happening the large demon was spanking the hell out of
her bottom. By the tenth hit she was in extreme pain as each hit pushed the
butt plug deeper into her over used hole. After the fifteenth hit she felt
like she was being torn in two. Buffy knew her bottom was red and bruised.
After twenty she felt herself being pulled off the car hood. She quickly
returned to her dog like stance. 

The driver led her into the crowded restaurant. Buffy had been kept chained
down in the public sex areas the whole time she had been enslaved. She had
never been in the nicer areas of the dimension. She found herself staring at
everything and everyone. She felt a quick hit across her back by the driver
who then said, "Eyes down."

Buffy returned her eyes to the ground but continued to watch out of the side
of her eyes. It was mostly like the restaurants on earth save the clientele
were mostly demon. Some of the food looked strange too. Buffy was really
hungry and even if it looked strange she was more than willing to eat it. 

The driver handed Rista Buffy's leash. "Thank you Glyck." She replied. 

"This is your knew slave, you're right she is very pretty." One of the women
said at the table.

"She isn't very well trained." Another replied.

"Actually she isn't trained at all. She was a Zecta cast slave. I picked her
up at one of the public mounting centers." Rista said proudly.

"And you brought her in here. Do you know how dangerous that could be." A
third woman said very alarmed.

"She has to learn somehow." Rista replied. "Besides I think she will behave
very well. Actually I know she will." Rista said with a laugh.

"How can you know that?" One of the women asked.

Rista picked up a piece of food off her plate and laid it across her leg.
Then she snapped her fingers. Buffy carefully moved her head forward and
using her teeth picked up the small piece of food. The blond slave then
began to carefully chew the food. The other demon women just watched.

"It's simple, she hasn't eaten in three days. And she just got out of the
punishment halls. Plus there is also the part where I have already shown her
how I will handle her when she is disobedient. Notice the fresh bruised
bottom. The plug. I think we have an understanding." Rista said putting
another piece of food on her thigh then snapping her fingers.

"Until she is fed." The doubting demon replied.

"Actually I am going to train her to be a gladiator cast slave. She clearly
has the fighting sprit." Rista announced to her friends. 

"She is a human I doubt she would make it into the ring Rista." One of the
women replied.

"Care to bet." Rista said confidently. 

"I wouldn't bet when Rista takes that tone. So what makes you think she
would be a good gladiator." The fourth demon that had been silent at the
table asked.

"She is a slayer." Rista giggled out.

Instead of replying the fourth demon moved around the table and touched
Buffy's head. This woman looked completely human. She ran her fingers up and
down Buffy's back the same way Rista had earlier. Buffy just continued to
eat the scraps from Rista's leg. The woman squeezed Buffy's buttock and was
pleased when Buffy flicked but continued to eat. Then the woman stood up and
grabbed a waiter. 

The demon returned to her seat as a plate of food and a bowl of water was
placed at Rista's feet. Buffy just looked at Rista she knew better than to
eat without permission. Rista looked at the other human looking demon at the
table and asked, "Your idea Ragna?" 

"She is hungry, you can feed her off your lap later. Let her eat for now."
Ragna explained.

"You always did have a tender heart." Rista laughed before signaling Buffy
to eat. Buffy lowered herself carefully to the floor and tried to not eat
too quickly. The water was the best part. The slayer was terrible thirsty. 

"So I take it you approve sister?" Rista asked.

"She is a good choice you're right, she has a fighting spirit but she is
also very dangerous. You will need to be careful. She will try and kill even
you little sister."

"Maybe she will succeed and then you will own her." Rista laughed. 

"Maybe I will kill you and own her." Ragna said evenly. 

"You love me and you know it." Rista said laughing. 

"To my disgrace. Really what is your plan for breaking her?" Ragna asked
seriously.

"Sex." Rista replied.

"And that is it." Ragna replied.

"It's always worked before." Rista answered as the table burst into
laughter. 

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"So this Rista you loved her?" Willow asked feeling like she missed
something.

"It's complicated but yes I loved Rista. Look it's late I want to get back
and check on the girls. And see what Friday is up too." Buffy said moving
toward home.

"Will you tell me more about Rista tomorrow?" Willow asked slowly.

"I tell you but ..... It's complicated that's all." Buffy replied. 

"Fine we will talk about it tomorrow." Willow said with her resolve face in
full view. The too friends headed toward home.

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Friday had given the girls their bath and tucked them in. She had cleaned up
the kitchen and scrubbed the kitchen floor again. She had made Dawn popcorn
to study and watch TV with. She had double-checked the house for anything
left undone. 

Then she had gone downstairs to her bedroom to wait for Buffy and Willow to
return from their walk. She tried to think of a seductive pose. She had also
gone through her underwear to find something she thought Buffy would found
appealing. She wanted Buffy to be pleased with her. She picked black
crotchless panties and matching bra. Then she began to pose around the room.
Sometimes showing off her bruised bottom sometimes hiding her bottom. She
honestly didn't know what Buffy wanted to see. 

She got out their sex toys and looked through them. Should she leave one of
Buffy's belts out or maybe the paddle? One of the dildo's? She really wished
Buffy would return to tell her what she wanted. She was pretty sure Buffy
would want sex. Buffy always wanted sex.... at night, during the day,
generally most of the time. But Friday never knew what kind of sex or where
she wanted it. She wondered if Willow was having sex with Buffy in the
crypt. The two of them had been taking walks at night a lot lately since
Buffy had stopped her beatings in the crypt. Well beating her hard, Buffy
still spanked her and fucked her at the crypt she just wasn't really hurting
her anymore. Which made Friday all the more paranoid. 

She could take Buffy beating her. She could take Buffy having sex with other
people she just couldn't take Buffy not fucking her. Not wanting her. She
fell more in love with Buffy each day it almost hurt not to be near her. 

Friday was still trying to decide on what to leave out for Buffy and how to
pose when Buffy came in the door. Buffy just smiled watching the little
demon. Friday was concentrating on the sex toys and didn't 
hear/sense Buffy come into the room. Buffy had not really felt like making
love when she had entered the house but watching her little pet prepare for
her she found herself wanting the girl. 

Quietly walking up behind the Zoth, Buffy picked up one of the dildos out of
the box and held it in front of Friday. "How about this one?" Buffy asked
the startled girl. 

Friday jumped and then when she saw Buffy she smiled before leaning in for a
kiss. Buffy picked up the paddle that the girl still had in her hand and
laughed. "You really did like that spanking I gave you at lunch didn't you?"

Friday just blushed green and nodded her head yes.

"Well I think you have been spanked enough for one day. At least on your
bottom. How about I just fuck you nice and hard. Would that be ok?" Buffy
said laughing at the girls big smile. 

"I'll take that as a yes. So why don't you warm me up and then snap this
thing in place." Buffy said handing the girl the belt and strap on before
jumping into the center of the bed. Friday just smiled broadly and began
kissing Buffy's feet.

"Working your way up from the bottom. I could enjoy that." Buffy replied as
she unzipped her pants. They had the rest of the night why rush. 




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