FF:Slave 5/?

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Title: Slave
Chapter Five: A day in the life 
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.
Note: Yes most of this is a flash back in present tense.

A day in the life

Buffy woke up from a peaceful sleep. She smiled as she glanced up at Rista
on the top of the bed. She was comfortably chained at the feet of her
mistress's bed. Covered with a blanket no less. It was so different then the
way she woke up when she was a Zecta cast slave. Buffy pulled her chained
arm up to the back of her neck and ran her fingers over the recently changed
tattoo that now marked her as a Yestin cast slave and smiled. 

As a Zecta cast slave she had sleep in a open air kennel cage. More often
then not she was chained up inside the cage tightly. Often the healers would
have to come in and relax her stiff muscles so she could move on her own.
She was always kept in heavy chains. But she did tented to try and kill her
owners and attends. 

In the morning she would be dragged from her cage out to the public mounts
were she would be chained down and used for a couple hours. Then she would
be dragged off to the exercise area and chained to a mechanical walker. It
was a round track that had a mechanical arm to chain her collar and
sometimes her arms to and make her walk the track. After a set period she
would be taken to the bath area and hosed off with a fire hose of cold
water. Then she would be returned to the public mount. And the process would
be repeated until her shift was up. Then she would be hosed off one last
time. They didn't toilet Zecta cast slave. You just went were you could. You
were always outside and always naked. You were allowed to stand only in your
cage if it was big enough or when you walked on the track. When your shift
was over and you were cleaned. You were tossed back into your cage and
tossed food and your water bowl was filled if you were lucky. 

Trouble with being a Zecta cast slave was the healers. Oh they liked you to
be in pain but they didn't let you die. Buffy had tried several times to
take her own life. That just landed you in the punishment halls. A place you
really didn't want to be ever. And there was no way you would die in the
punishment halls. 

But now her life was better and she was oddly happy about it. And she
honestly liked her mistress. Rista was hard but fair. Buffy had never been
punished without knowing exactly what she had done wrong. And crimes carried
the same punishments. Every time she fell over in the limo she knew Glyck
would paddle her bottom exactly twenty times before returning her to Rista.
She knew every time she came without permission she would get two lashes
with the bullwhip. She was still surprised that the punishment for coming
was so light. And her day had structure. She knew exactly what was expected
of her. 

Buffy just sat chain at the foot of the overly large bed waiting and
watching her mistress sleep. Buffy also watched the Valnom cast male slave
that was asleep at Rista's side. Rista had so many slaves Buffy still hadn't
met most of them after two months of service. She had been the cream in her
mistress's sandwich last night. Rista seemed to like threesomes at night.
But after they had finished with her Buffy had been chained at the foot of
the bed like always. Rista wasn't stupid enough to leave her unchained at
night in her bed.

Not that the slayer minded. She was sleeping in a bed and Rista had given
her a blanket. After 3 years of sleeping on concrete completely naked and
uncovered it was a pleasure to sleep someplace soft and warm. 
The groomer quietly came into the room and began to unchain Buffy. 

In truth Buffy wasn't chained that tightly. She could roll form side to side
or even sleep on her back. The chains came off easily and her groomer put on
a clean collar and attacked her leash. With a series of hand signals Buffy
came off the bed and healed behind the groomer. Hand singles were the main
form of speech in a world with many demon dialects, many outside of human
hearing. 

Buffy followed her groomer into the slave bathing area. Again it was so much
nicer then the cold water hose that was used to clean her before coming into
Rista's service. The bathroom had several showers and a large hot tub. There
were also grooming areas were the groomer could comb her hair and fit her
nails. And the room had an examining table were the healer would check her
each day. And since she was badly scared the healer worked on healing her
older scars each day. While the worst of her scars were permanent many of
the lesser scars were now completely gone. Even when she was whipped for
being bad the healer would see that they didn't scar. They still hurt by it
was nice to know they would be taken care off. 

In her first year on the mounds she had been brutally whipped by a customer.
The deep scar on her arm had become infected and she had nearly died. The
owner had hired a cheap healer who had kept her from dying but she almost
lost her arm. She still had the deep scar that ran down her arm. 

Her groomer took off her collar and removed her ever-present butt plug then
signaled for her to go to the toilet. Buffy would use the bathroom and then
go to the enema station. She didn't exactly get a enema every day she was
just cleaned there thoroughly each day. Demons seemed to enjoy rear enter so
she was usually readied for use each morning. Then she was sent off to the
shower. The water was warm and she enjoyed bathing herself. Still Buffy knew
to hurry. Taking too long carried a stiff punishment. Her groomer had
paddled her bottom black and blue many times. Clean and with her hair wet
Buffy took a sit at the hair-washing sink. Her groomer did her hair every
day. Missy was good to her in general and always took good care of her.
Missy, her groomer was about 6 feet tall, green and a plank demon. Buffy
wasn't sure if she was a slave or not because she had no marking on her neck
like most slaves had. 

Her hair was washed, fixed and dried. One of the Unlock cast slaves that
worked the bathroom usually did her nail while Missy fixed her hair. Other
slaves were being groomed in the large bathroom by other groomers. Most of
the groomers had there own slave assistants. After her hair was done Buffy's
pubic hair was combed and styled. Rista liked her hair kept neat and
trimmed. Buffy still found it odd to be combed each day below the waist but
it wasn't really unpleasant. 

Once she was cleaned and finished Buffy was taken into the nurse. Each day
the nurse would go over her body checking every nook and cranny. Her pussy
was the center of the nurse's world. She was always checking the tissue for
over use. Most days Buffy wasn't sure if she had sex with the woman or not.
Which was odd when you consisted that her groomer or the nurse or even one
of the bathroom slaves could demand her to service them at the drop of a
hat. She was the lowest cast slave in the house and it fell her to take care
of the household servant's needs. Rista had made it extremely clear to her
that she could refuse nothing. Her job was to fuck anyone who wanted her to
fuck them. After 3 years on the public mounts it was a step up. 

After the nurse was threw pock and probing her body the healer came in. The
nurse would give him the arms she was concerned about. Her mistress was
pretty rough with her at night so more often the not her genitals and back
door were given a one over. The healer would wave his hands over the stated
area and his hands would glow. And Buffy would find the problem gone. Or if
she had been whipped or paddled she would find the areas less sore. He never
complete healed her punishment. He wanted her to remember being punished but
she never had to fear infection or damage that was not easily healed by her
own body. Then the healer would work on some of her scars. It always left
her feeling like she was high on some kind of drug. 

Once the healer was done her groomer brought her back out and put in her
butt plug, followed by her collar and leash. Then Missy would walk her into
the dinning room. Sometimes Rista had her lick her mistress pussy or
sometimes her sisters if Ragna stayed over. But most of the time Rista
simple feed her breakfast from her lap. Rista enjoyed feeding her off her
thigh. And Buffy gratefully ate the food. She was kept extremely hungry as a
Zectra cast slave and she enjoyed being well feed. 
When Rista was done eating and feeding her scaps from her plate Buffy was
sent in to cook. Buffy actually liked Cook he reminder her of Xander is so
many ways. He also almost always had a hard on in the morning. Buffy would
crawl into the kitchen and wait for him to come over to her. When he stopped
working he would walk over to her and she would unzip his pants with her
teeth. It never took long and he only ever seemed to want a quick blowjob.
He would come quickly patting her head. They both spoke different languages
so they never talked. Not that she was allowed to talk that often. 

After he would wash his hands zip his pants and put food out for Buffy. And
water. Her kept a pitch of water in her corner were her food was kept. Her
dishes even had her name on them in several languages. She was allowed to
come into the kitchen and eat and drink whenever she wasn't chained up. She
was also allowed to use the bathroom freely. She now saw both as privileges.
Cook always let sandwiches and juice and fruit out in her dishes. Always
more food then she could possible eat. On her first three days at Rista home
she had tried to eat everything left out. Her stomach had sunken from the
years of being hungry. She had actually made herself sick eating but she was
so afraid of having the food taken away from her she had not been able to
stop herself. She had been paddled but not whipped for making herself sick
then Rista had promised her that she would always be feed. Even when she was
bad she would have food. 

Normally she spent her free time guarding her food dishes. She didn't know
why she continued to guard her food but by now it was a habit. She would
move her body over into her corner and curl up on the floor like a loyal
dog. 

When it was time Glyck would come for her. He would pick up her leash and
take her to the bathroom. He would then wait outside the door. And Buffy
always went when taken. Then he would walk her down to the limo. Sometimes
she would simple follow Rista around like a loyal dog on her appointed
rounds. The worst was her monthly turn at the punishment hall. She and Ragna
each spend one day a month as judges at the hall. Buffy had wet herself the
first time Rista had brought her to the hall she had been so frightened.
Rista had just handed her leash to a slave and she was taken to the bathing
room and cleaned and then she was whipped and returned to Rista's side. It
still frightened her but she now understood she wasn't being taken for
punishment. 

Today she wasn't going to follow Rista around. Glyck put her in the back on
the limo and tied her leach to the post in the car for the leash. Then the
several other high cast slaves took sits in the car. And then Glyck did what
he always did, he slammed on the breaks several times until she finally feel
over. He always did this. He loved paddling her for falling over. If he
didn't find something to paddle her for he went crazy. Once she had fallen
over he cooled his jets and drove sanely until they reached the parking lot
of the exercise hall. Buffy just smiled to herself. Glyck was just such a
guy. Most of the other chauffeurs for the better houses exercised their
slaves at this hall. It was the best in the city. This also meant Glycks
buddies were here with their slaves. 

Glyck opened up the door and let the other slaves out. Then he untied
Buffy's leash and signaled her out of the car. She was quickly tossed over
the hood of the car. Glyck was now showing off for his buddies and even
Buffy realized it. First he paddled her really hard. But he made sure it was
only twenty times. He did not want to piss Rista off. It hurt but Buffy was
getting us to it. Then he pulled out her butt plug that he had been
hammering in to her backside and tossed it into the trash. Next her fucked
her ass giving it his all. He wanted his buddies to know he was really
working her over. Since he did this every trip Buffy wasn't really surprise
or even hurt. She did want to come and sometimes she would slip and come
while Glyck worked her over. That seemed to please him to no end. He would
then get to whip her twice. That too pleased him. 

When Buffy crawled through the door of the exercise hall she crawled in two
lash marks richer and on the whole pretty happy. Ann took her leash form
Glyck and made a tsk tsk sound running her finger down the two fresh bruise
marks down her back. Glyck never broke her skin. If she was to have her skin
broken then Rista personally did it, not Glyck. Then Ann looked at her red
bottom and made more tsk tsk sounds. "Let me guess you fell over in the
limo?" Buffy just shook her head yes. Ann always expected her to answer. 

Ann was probable Buffy's favorite person on ZrrKahTr besides Rista. Ann
walked her into the Slave staging area on her leash. Once through the door
Ann took off her collar and leash. 

"Go clean up and then met me by the pool." Ann replied. 

Buffy stood up and walked into the bathroom. She cleaned up in a hurry. Ann
was tolerant but she too would paddle Buffy for tardiness. Buffy enjoyed
being at the exercise center and not just because she was allowed to walk
and sometimes even talk freely at the center. Buffy enjoyed working out.
Rista had hired Ann to be her personal trainer. 

Buffy moved quickly into the Olympic size pool. Ann had already claimed a
lap isle for her. Buffy got into the pool and soon began to swim lapse. Ann
sat on the side of the pool and called out stoke changes. Ann had taught
Buffy just about every single human swimming stroke in the short time she
had been her trainer. After the pool she did weights and then followed that
by doing a few laps on the track. It made Giles workout pale in comparison.
Still she enjoyed using her muscles. Ann pushed her but never more then she
could take. Finally Buffy got a message and rub down from Ann. 

Most of the other slaves might swim or walk the track but few did a complete
workout like Buffy. Rista's other slavers did aerobics and then walked
around and gossiped. The exercise Hall was the height of Slave culture. Even
Buffy was beginning to pick up pieces of information at the halls. 

"Ok so what is the gossip of the day?" Buffy asked Ann. During her message
and rub down was one of the few times she was allowed to talk freely. 

"One of these days I am going to paddle you for you tongue." Ann said and
laughed as she worked Buffy's calf.

"But would you enjoy it?" Buffy good naturally asked. 

"I could enjoy doing many things to your body. Ok I herd Prince Thomas is
still having trouble with his breeders. Seems his wife the lady Nashtra
managed to sneak in and kill his latest girl. I think the woman was
something like two months pregnant. Nashtra is determined to have Thomas's
first child. Only she never stays at the palace long enough to get
pregnant." Ann said as she changed legs.

"Prince Thomas why do I know that name?" Buffy asked carefully.

"He is your mistress's nephew. The lady Ragna's son by King Xin Nik." Ann
answered. 

"This happen Thursday didn't it?" Buffy said putting facts together.

"Yes I believe your right. Anyway the city is full of gossip about it. Why
what do you know and remember I will beat it out of you." Ann said though
Buffy knew Ann would never beat her for not gossiping.

"Thursday we were at the theatre. I don't know what was playing mostly
because I don't speak demon. Anyway Rista had me chained over the rail in
her box. Ok I said that wrong she had be with my hands chained on the rail
and my body bent over the rail kind of standing up with her doing what ever
drakecarried I have ever met does to me."

"They do seem to prefer ass fucking. You should be glad you aren't owned by
a sectinaptal demon, let's just say it's really disgusting what they do. So
Lady Rista was ass fucking you at the theatre and then what happened." Ann
prompted. 

"Then Rista gets this message and she slaps my ass really hard but she
apologies for it. Next thing I know she hands my leash off to one of the
theatre slaves and he takes me home in a cab. Rista came home really late
that night and she came home alone."

"Rista coming home alone I know that doesn't happen often. She is the quite
the little socialite. You sleep in her room?" Ann asked

"Yes, she lets me sleep at the foot of her bed. It's so cool." Buffy said
not even considering her words. 

"You really were put through the ringer as a Zecta weren't you." Ann
commented. 

Buffy just looked at her blankly not really understanding her comment. 

Ann then got Buffy ready to go, putting back on her collar and putting in a
new plug. After Buffy was finished Ann walked her back to Glyck. Handing
over her leash Ann reported on her progress, what she had for lunch and her
behavior. The other slaves had been taken home already. Buffy's program took
much longer then the other slaves. 

Glyck put her in the back and tired her leash on the hook. Buffy didn't
worry about him slamming on the breaks. Once he had paddled her he was happy
for the rest of the day. If she did fall over he would paddle her again but
he wouldn't try and make her fall over anymore today. He drove her to the
restaurant. There were many restaurants in ZrrKahTr but to Buffy the place
were Rista and her friend hung out was simply the restaurant. 

He walked her into the restaurant making sure to walk past the punishment
area. He always did this, Buffy guessed under Rista's order. In the
punishment area slaves were punished for mistakes. Many times she had been
hung up and whipped for coming. If she came in the restaurant in front of
Rista's friends, her mistress would personally whip her and break the skin
doing it. The punishment area also had a healer there at all times.

Buffy was glad to see Rista at her table with her friends. On the table was
the Lady's Lista's slave Brigette and one of the restaurant slaves Buffy
thought the girls name might be Lisa. Buffy also pitied Lisa. When Brigette
ate you out she did it thoroughly and roughly. Buffy was usually grateful to
be sent to the punishment area just to make sure her pussy was still in
tact. The two slaves were chained in sixty-nine potion and Brigette was
really going at it. Lisa was trying to keep up but it was clear she was
going to come any second. 

Rista signaled for Buffy to lay across her lap. Buffy easily crawled over
her mistress's lap. She was use to this and wasn't afraid. At least she
wasn't afraid anymore. When she first became Rista's this scared her. 

Rista ran her fingers over her bruised bottom. "I see you fell over in the
car again." And then the demon playfully slapped her bottom. 

"And how many times did Glyck have to slam on the brakes?" Ragna asked from
beside her. 

"My guess is several." Rista answered slapping Buffy's bottom again then
caressing it. "And what do we have here." Rista said tracing the bruises up
her back from the bullwhip. "Looks like some one has come today without
permission." 

"Again Glyck showing off for his friends." Ragna said in a board tone. 

"It does to mean a lot to him to make her come. Still she needs to learn to
control herself better." Rista said seriously as she continued to caress
Buffy's bottom. 

"I thought you liked her wild strike." Her sister replied.

It was at that moment Lisa came very loudly. She was quickly removed from
the table. Brigette was left on the table. Rista singled for her to get off
her lap and to stand up. In a matter of second Buffy's collar was dropped
through a whole in the table and tied off. Even before her arms were placed
in leather restraints her face was already pushed into Brigette's pussy.

"Buffy my slave has been such a good girl I want you to make her come.
Brigette you may come twice if Buffy can make you come." Lista stated to the
two slaves. Buffy knew if she didn't make Brigette come she would be
whipped. With her leash tire and hands in place Buffy was bend over the
table with her ass ready to be fucked. Rista lend over and whispered in her
ear. "Buffy don't even think about coming. Once is more then enough."

Buffy began to run her tongue through Brigette's folds. Lista's slave was
already wet thanks to Lisa but Buffy was going to take her time. So she
concentrated on missing the target and kissing her thighs and labia. She was
rewarded with Brigette moan of frustration. 

"Sister you want to ride my pet." Buffy herd Rista say to her sister.

"Rista could I have a turn." Lista asked.

"Sure." Rista replied.

"Go first, I'll play with Buffy after you." Ragna replied.

As Buffy continued to tease Brigette she felt her plug removed and soon she
felt Lista mount her. To her surprise the demon entered her pussy. But Lista
was a Cresttrout demon and not a Drakecarrier. Buffy felt the medium size
dildo began a slow pace and she decided to work on Brigette. Buffy carefully
sucked her labia lips together and worked her tongue over them. It was not a
sensation the slave was use to and it had the desired effect. Brigette
wiggled against her bonds and moaned. Buffy then began to run her tongue up
and down her prisoner's pussy always missing her clit. Instead she ran her
tongue around her vaginal opening. Not entering it just riming it. As
Brigette wiggled underneath her and Lista quickened her pace in her own
pussy the waiter placed food plates all around her body. 

Sometimes the waiters would even place food trays on top of them. She had
spent one miserable night in much the same position she was now in with a
desert tray in the middle of her back. Dropping a trey was five lashes and
then you had to hold the tray on your whipped back. 

She had managed to make Brigette come at the same time Lista came. To her
surprise Brigette was removed form the table and Lisa was returned a few
lashes richer. Buffy began to work Lisa carefully. She knew better then to
fake it. Her job was to try and make Lisa come and Lisa's job was to try and
not come. As Buffy began to work her tongue into her fold she noticed
Brigette being lowered over Lisa's face. Poor girl was the only thing Buffy
thought. She knew Lisa was going back to the punishment area before the
night was over. 

As Buffy began to work her magic she felt Ragna stretching her back entrance
with her fingers. Ragna was the only one to ever stretch her. Most demons
just dove in. And if it hurt her that was even better. Ragna was not like
that at all. Of all the people Buffy now had sex with Ragna was the only one
she didn't have a clue about. Even Rista made sense to Buffy but Ragna was
just different. 

Once she was open Ragna carefully slide an extremely large dildo into her.
Drakecarriers were all size queens. Still Ragna always managed to fuck her
so that she enjoyed it. Outside of Glyck, Ragna and Rista Buffy honestly
didn't like to be fucked in her ass. It was just something demons did that
hurt and that was the point. It was not about sex to them. With Glyck it was
about sex. It honestly meant a lot to him. And he was good to her in a weird
sort of way. He always worked her clit when her fucked her. Once when he was
fucking her, she had cried out a little and he stopped. Just stopped fucking
her. And he took her straight to the healer. In her time as a slave no one
had ever done that. And if she moaned out in pain he would ask her if she
were ok. And he had done this in front of his buddies. He had also taken a
lot of ribbing over it. 

Lisa and Brigette had both come and had both been removed. Brigette to the
floor at her mistress's side and Lisa back to the punishment area. Ragna was
riding her hard and she was completely concentrating on not coming. She
honestly wanted nothing more then to come. Ragna like Glyck worked her clit
when she rode her. And the damn waiter had placed a large tray on her back.
She just hoped she didn't both come and knock the tray over. And to top it
all off, Ragna and Rista had this weird competition thing going. After Ragna
she was going to have to take Rista for a ride. And if Rista didn't ride
longer then her sister she was going to be in a bad mood. Which meant Buffy
was going to be spanked before she went to sleep. 

Buffy was covered in sweat by the time Rista had come. And she had both
knocked over the tray and come, twice. Still it was a long ride and she
wasn't tired and dragged off to the punishment area when she commented her
crimes. And that was a good, Buffy hoped. 

"Let her rest for a little while sister, before you send to be punished."
Ragna said. Buffy frowned she knew she would get the full punishment.

"I am not going to punish her for the trey. It was a long and wild ride."
Rista said petting Buffy's head and placing a treat on her thigh for her
slave. Buffy was starved and exhused. This was harder then slaying by far. 

I let Brigette come several times a day. I enjoy watching her." Lista
commented.

"And Brigette clearly likes to come. But I think my sister wants Buffy to
learn control." Ragna said flatly. 

"Actually I am surprised at the control she does have considering her past."
Re Telna replied between drinks. She was clearly drunk. " At the hall her
history is a puzzlement. But she was a slayer. Maybe that is were she gets
it from. Humans are so...."

"Well I am impressed by her. She is a good pet. I envy you. In fact I would
love to play you for her someday." Welka said with a smile. 

"Maybe." Rista replied as she continued to feed Buffy from her lap. Then she
snapped her fingers and called for the waiter. Buffy was taken away to the
punishment area but Rista did not come with her. That was good. Only Rista
broke her skin. Everyone else could only bruise her. Or that was what she
thought. 

She was told to stand up and place her wrist in the restraints above her
head. Her hands were tighten and she was raised were she was on her tiptoes
to stand up. Then her crimes were read to her. 

"Two lashes for coming. Two lashes for coming again. Two lashes for teasing
instead of making a slave come. Four lashes for being sloppy in front of
company. Charge of clumsiness was dropped at your owner's request. It
carried a punishment of twenty paddles. You are also charged with excessive
eye wandering which carried a punishment of forty paddles." 

Buffy was shocked it was so many. She expected to be lashed five or six
times but not ten. And she had never been punished for wandering eyes
before. Forty paddled was worse then the ten lashes. 

The first two lashes cut her skin. She cried out in pain and surprise. They
were followed by ten hard paddles across her ass with a wooden paddle with
wholes in it. It was only then she realized she didn't have her plug in and
she was really glad. Two more lashes followed by ten paddles and then
repeated again. Finally she got the last two lashes. She was crying
uncontrollable and blood dripped from her back. 

The healer was at her side in a second. The pain lessened wear she could
stop crying. She was surprised by how much he did heal her. From more then
she expected. Still her bottom and back trobbed and she guessed they were
going to be tender for a few days. And worse of all she still wanted to
come. Her pussy was still wet and ready. She was quickly cleaned up and then
returned to her mistress. 

The crawl back was really hard her legs were still shaky and she was still
tired. Her leash was handed off to Rista. Rista snapped her finger for her
to lie across her lap. Buffy lay across her mistress lap. Rista continued to
talk to her friends while she traced Buffy's wounds. Then she playfully
slapped her bottom. On top of the table was another slave being ridden by Re
Telna. This one a male. 

After five or ten minutes Rista slid Buffy off her lap and onto the floor. A
plate of food and a pitcher of water were brought to Buffy. Buffy rolled
onto her bottom and almost cried out it was so sore. Still she knew she was
expected to sit on her bottom. It was really hard to sit still but she
managed to sit Indian style and put the food in her lap. With shaky hands
she ate.

Her mistress took a long time and Buffy was getting very sleepy. After she
ate she curled up into a ball and waited. Final Rista snapped her fingers
and Buffy got up on all fours. She followed Rista and Ragna out to the limo.
She got into the back and knew she was just too shaky to not fall down on
the ride. She wondered if Glyck would go easy on her. To her surprise Rista
pulled her up onto the sit and bucked her in. Then she turned back to her
sister and they continued talking. 

Buffy fell asleep before she made it home. Glyck carried her to Rista's bed
and chained at the foot of the bed. Then he covered her with her blanket. 



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