Fic: In The Darkness (Darkness Variation) (1/1)

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In The Darkness. (Darkness Variation.)
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"You spend more time with Buffy than you do with me!" Tara 
complained.
"Not true!" Willow replied, caressing her lover's cheek.
"Oh? Where were you last night?" Tara crossed her arms.
Willow giggled. "With Buffy, patrolling." Willow frowned. "What, 
did you think we were out playing Mistress of Pain all night?"
Tara chuckled. "Maybe."
Willow laughed out loud. "I wish!"
In the shadows, unseen, Anyanka whispered, "Done."

*

"Don't worry," exclaimed Willow, "although I'm sure it must be quite 
uncomfortable in those things, they won't do any permanent damage. I 
think. Let's see... Your breasts just need one more thing..."
Willow had two lilac tubes in her hand. On the end of each tube was 
a small clamp, on the other was a spring with a hook on it.
"These are nipple clamps, Buffy. Just what you need to keep you 
aware of your breasts." Willow had a huge grin on her face. "The end 
with the clamp goes over your nipple. They work better on erect 
breasts though. Here..."
Willow pressed and kneaded Buffy's right breast, forcing the nipple 
to squish out between the 'bars' of the nipple cage containing it. 
Then she brought her mouth down over the nipple and gently sucked, 
bit and teased. Very rapidly, against Buffy's will, the nipple came 
to full erection.
"Is it cold in here or something?" Willow teased. Willow brought one 
of the clamps up to the teat. All the while Buffy strained to pull 
away from the mouth of the device. The clamp fit over her nipple, and 
used suction to adhere to it.
There was also an alligator clip that bit into the nipple, holding 
it securely on. The same torment was done to the other breast, and 
presently two tubes were hanging from Buffy's engorged and tormented 
breasts. At the other end of each tube, Willow attached a four-ounce 
weight to the hooks. The pull of the weights dug the teeth of the 
alligator clips deeper into the sensitive skin of Buffy's nipples.
Willow tapped both weights so that they swung from side to side. 
Buffy groaned in agony, as the springs the weights were attached to 
transmitted the movement back to her mounds. Every time Buffy 
breathed in, the springs jiggled slightly, sending waves of pain 
throughout her whole body.
"Well, Buffy, now we get to the real fun!" Willow cried. From the 
box by her bed, Willow withdrew a leather hood and riding crop.
Buffy's whole body shook as she strained against the inescapable 
bonds. The terror of being encased in such leather hell gave her 
amazing strength, beyond anything the Slayer had ever used before. 
Even so, her struggles proved futile. There was nothing she could do 
as the hood was pulled tight over her head. Buffy was plunged into 
darkness as the formed leather covered her face.
Willow hummed a merry tune as she laced up the hood.
Soft pads fit over Buffy's panicked eyes. Thick leather padding 
stretched over the ball filling Buffy's distended mouth. As the 
leather hood tightened, the pad over her mouth actually forced the 
ball farther into her jaws. Tighter and tighter the hood pulled, 
closing off all air, all light, and all hope of escape. Willow pulled 
at the blonde hair between some of the lacings, and finished 
tightening the hood all the way down to the base of her neck. A 
zipped flap covered the lacing, and this was closed in with a small 
stainless steel lock.
Buffy was sealed in a leather prison with no hope of escape. Inside 
her new world, a world of stifled darkness, Buffy was in shock. 
Unable to comprehend all that had happened to her.
Willow was busy pulling various straps around the hood with Buffy's 
head in it. A two and a half-inch strap wrapped around the area where 
her eyes were. It was pulled as tight as Willow could manage, and 
locked behind Buffy's head. A second strap of equal size was pulled 
around Buffy's gagged mouth, tightened brutally, and locked behind 
her skull with a buckle and padlock.
A final, very wide strap ran under Buffy's chin, over her filled, 
leather-covered cheeks up to the top of her head. When this final 
strap was pulled as tight as could be, Buffy's mouth was locked even 
more closed around the ball that had become part of her aching mouth.
At this point Buffy was locked within four separate tempered metal 
locks, a stainless steel zipper, three stiffened leather straps, high 
tensile-strength leather laces, and finally the fitted eight-inch 
leather horror of the hood itself. It was overwhelming, the amount of 
redundancies involved just to keep Buffy helpless.
Willow ran two narrow straps from the small 'O' rings that were 
sewn into the toes of the arch-inducing leather leggings. Each thin 
strap ran to a third 'O' ring that was attached to the middle of the 
single sleeve at around elbow level. Each of these straps was pulled 
to guitar-string tightness and locked. Buffy's feet would not arch 
anymore, but Willow liked the way it looked, with yet still more 
straps containing the Slayer's gorgeous body. 
One last strap to go, Willow thought.
She ran a belt width strap from a buckle at the top of Buffy's 
skull and looped it into the same 'O' ring at the elbow which held 
her arched feet. With delicious slowness, Willow began shortening the 
strap, inch by inch. The strap was not going to give... Buffy's arms 
couldn't move, so the only thing Willow could adjust to the 
tightening strap was Buffy's bound head. Buffy's neck arched farther 
and farther back as Willow pulled the strap tighter and tighter. By 
the time Willow locked this final torturous bit of bondage off, 
Buffy's sightless eyes were facing the ceiling. Buffy could not 
twitch a muscle now, her body was immobilised by expertly applied 
leather bondage.
Willow looked at the helpless form in front of her. The stretched 
body, the caged tits, the bound arms. The sightless, helpless face. 
It was too much, she began touching herself through the thin lycra 
covering her pussy... She got to her knees in front of Buffy and 
pleasured herself, while feeling up Buffy's bound body. Willow came 
almost instantly with the most intense pleasure of her entire life. 
She only masturbated for about ten minutes, but in that time she 
experienced orgasm six times.
Buffy was unaware of what was happening outside her tiny prison. 
She could feel Willow occasionally touching her up, but besides that 
there was nothing.
Willow, too tired to continue, decided to go to bed. She also 
decided to give Buffy a little bit of outside stimulation while she 
was gone. She went over to the wall nearest Buffy's bound form, and 
uncoiled an extension cord that was lying there attached to the wall. 
Without ceremony, she plugged it into a hidden power outlet, the one 
attached to the belt that held the dildos in Buffy's ass and pussy. 
The dildos came to violent life and began to thrash around Buffy's 
tortured insides. Willow was glad to know that Buffy would be 
violated for as long as she would be gone.
Buffy groaned in renewed humiliation and degradation.
Willow went into her bedroom and undressed for bed. Hours later, 
she came to check on her captive. Buffy hadn't been able to move an 
inch in the time Willow had been gone. Willow walked over to her 
captive, lovingly cupped her wrapped face in her hands, and kissed 
the leather over her gagged mouth. Buffy rewarded her with a heavily-
gagged plaintive wail. A muffled mew of terror and desperation.
Willow went to the door, turned out the lights, and left for her 
lectures.

*

End.