ff: Something for Shadow

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I was really board and I don't have a clue why I wrote a sequel to a snippet
I sent Sammy to cheer him up. And now I am wondering how insane I really am.
And I know Shadow is sick and coughing and I miss her, so well be kind it is
very un beta's or thought out for that matter.

Title: Something for Shadow
Sequel to Something for Sammy.
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: T/W/B
Summary: My favorite guy Sammy said something to me about writing a "Willow
Tara dominating Buffy thing" And since he and Shadow were both sick, I came
up with this story.
Note: This is so un beta'd and I am not a good writer, speller or person who
works with the English language well. You have now been warned.
Warning: Smut with two vamps and slayers oh my. If that or lesbians bother
you, walk away. Walk away quickly.

Buffy's hands were tied tightly to her ankles. Her pants were also pulled
down around her ankles. She was bent over in the middle of the floor in
front of the fireplace at the mansion. Her task was not to fall over while
Tara and Willow took turns caning her ass. It was much harder then it might
have sounded. 

The cane cracked across her bottom with the all the force the little Jewish
vampire could muster. Buffy found herself being picked up off her feet and
propelled forward onto the floor.

"That's seven." Willow said happily.

"Actually honey that is only six." Tara said from beside her mate.

"No that is seven, I specifically remember it being seven." Willow argued
back. Buffy was struggling to get back on her feet and in position. Her ass
hurt terribly and she could feel small drops of blood dripping down her ass
onto her black pants wrapped around her ankles. The pants were making it all
the harder to get back onto her feet. 

Darla reached over and pulled Buffy back up on her feet and said to her two
children, "Ladies call it eight and go on. I am getting bored with this
game."

"Ok." Tara replied.

"Fine," Willow said the whispered to her lover, "but it was seven."

"Give me the cane, I want a turn." Darla said holding out her hand. Willow
handed her sire the cane while Tara steadied Buffy on her feet. The master
vampire took the cane and hit Buffy so hard she broke the cane across her
ass. The force sent Buffy flying forward into the wall. The slayer baring
managed to turn her body to take the impacted with her shoulder instead of
her head. 

The cane had cut into her bottom and left a gash about an inch wide. Darla
walked over and ran her hand into the blood then tasted it. "Nothing taste
as good as slayers blood. Clean her up." 

"What about the game?" Willow asked. The redhead was always pushing her
sire.

"We could play another game?" Tara said gleefully.

"What did you have in mind?" Darla asked with a wicked grin.

"Why don't we show you. You like surprises." Tara replied.

"Yes I love surprises just remember I want her alive. And I want the others
to think she is still acting as the slayer. I am not ready for Angelus to
come after her just yet." Darla said just above a whisper. Turning Darla
left the room and headed upstairs.

Tara and Willow moved over to there pet. Tara untied her arms and pulled her
pants completely off. Buffy had lost her shirt before the game had begun.
Willow alternated between bandaging her bottom and tasting her blood. Willow
also dipped her fingers in the blood and let Tara taste the slayer. Then
Tara said a healing spell to close the worst of the wounds up. They wanted
her bottom tender but they could not afford for it to give them away just
yet. 

With her bottom bandaged, throbbing and generally stinging like crazy the
slayer let her mistresses help her to her feet. With her pants off she was
now completely naked. 

"We're hungry. Go into the kitchen and bring us something to eat. I think
the rapist you brought home two days ago will do nicely. Bring him to
Darla's room." Willow instructed before kissing Tara on the lips. 

Buffy turned and left the room, leaving her mistresses playing a game of
dueling tongues. Since becoming there pet Buffy had been hunting food for
her mistresses. She had brought them a line of murders and rapist, child
molestation and drug pushers. The very worst human societies had to offer.
It was important that they keep a low profile. Still even as there pet Buffy
could not bring herself to hunt innocent lives for there food. There was
still some part of her mind that was still human.

Buffy dragged the weaken man up the stairs. The three vampires had been
feeding on he for a day or two. Vampires only needed a few pints of blood at
a time. Buffy pushed the terrified rapist into the bedroom and onto the
floor. Slamming into the ground and placing her foot in the center of his
back. 

"Now, now Buffy that is no way to treat our guessed." Willow scolded before
she slapped Buffy's naked sore bottom. Buffy flinched in pain but kept her
foot on the center of the mans back. 

"Buffy put him in the chair and tie his arms." Tara said more gently. Buffy
picked up the man and tied him to a plain wooden chair. The kind the old
library once had before Buffy blew up the school.

"Good, now go over to the bed and lay down on your back." Willow instructed.
"I want you head at the feet of the bed on the pillow." 

Buffy moved over to the bed and lay down in the center of the bed with her
feet toward the headboard and her head almost off the bed on a large pillow.
The bed was old and very high. Tara led her sire over to the bed and helped
her straddle Buffy's face. "Buffy gives wonderful head Darla." Tara
whispered in the vampire's ear.

Buffy knew exactly what to do. She began by carefully licking Darla's inner
thigh. Kissing the side of her legs before running her tongue over her lower
lips. The height of the bed made it easy for Darla stand over Buffy. 

Tara and Willow climbed onto the bed on either side of Buffy. Each with a
soft leather flogg. "I still say it was six.." Tara said quietly before she
whipped Buffy's breast with the flogg. 

"Seven." Willow replied swinging her flogg across Buffy's breast. The
leather was soft and it stung more then it actually hurt the slayer. As the
two vampire witches tortured Buffy's breast Darla road her face and looked
down at the sight of Buffy's tormented beast. 

The vampire could also feel Buffy's intake of breath when she was hit. Buffy
had moved her tongue inside Darla's folds and was alternating her tongue
between her vagina and her clit. In her two weeks as a pet she had learned
to eat pussy very well. Willow and Tara gave her plenty of opportunities. 

The rapist watching from the chair was getting very turned on by the woman.
He was enraged by these woman and very turned on. He wanted to dominate them
and rape them and make them suffer. He shifted in the chair, as his penis
grew hard. He mind racing, if he could get loose he would show these bitches
what a real man could do.

Darla came and slid off of Buffy. Leaning over she kissed the slayer and
tasting her own juices of the girl. She then grabbed the hands of her two
children and stopped there flogging. Buffy had had enough abuse. At least
for tonight. She needed the slayer functioning for her plan to work. She was
going to make Angelus suffer. 

"Tara make her come, then send her home." Darla ordered. Tara moved down
Buffy's body to her pussy. With her hands she pushed Buffy's legs apart and
began kissing the slayer's belly button. Playfully pushing her tongue in and
out of it. Willow sat on the bed frowning. She loved to torment her pet and
she hated when her sire cut her fun short. 

"And you, my thoughtful one, have you arranged to visit Cordelia tomorrow?"
Darla asked.

"She has invited me over to see her apartment." Willow said proudly before
turning back to her lover and her pet. Tara had moved from Buffy's belly
button to her clit in a short period. Buffy was moaning deeply and wiggling
on the bed. It never took long for Tara to make anyone come. 

"Tara can play with you later." Darla said taking Willow's face in her hand
and turning gaze toward her and away from her lover.

"She better." Willow replied still frowning. 

"I don't want the seer harmed. Bring her here only if she discovers the
truth about you. I don't want to tip our hand yet. The spell you two have
cook up. It will keep Angel from seeing your true face?" Darla asked not for
the first time.

"It should. We tested it on Spike and he doesn't seem to know we have
changed. None of them are aware we have been turned, including my mother."
Willow said the last part in anger. Darla had insisted she visit her mother
and not kill her. She wanted them invited in to as many places as possible.
They had managed a lot of 'Come over, and what are you doing hanging out
there come insides' as a way of invitations into there old haunts. Since
both girls had been shy when they were alive, it wasn't really hard to
manage such invitations. 

Buffy climaxed on the bed. Tara kissed her thigh and then stood up. Tara
helped the slayer to her feet. Willow handed Tara, Buffy's bag with clean
cloths and added another slap across Buffy's sore bottom. 
Tara and Willow dressed the shaky slayer and generally readier her to return
to her mothers house. 

"Buffy cut through the cemetery and do a quick patrol on your way home."
Willow instructed. 

When Buffy had left the mansion, the three women turned to the man in the
center of the room tied to a chair.

"What did Buffy say she caught this one doing again?" Tara asked second
before the three of them bit into his body. 




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