REVISED:The Retribution of Cordelia Chase, 3&con, nc17

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SPOILER ALERT! END SEASON OF BUFFY & ANGEL UP FOR GRABS HERE!
YOU HAVE BEEN SO WARNED!

The Retribution of Cordelia Chase
Chapter 3
Red: cocoachanel67@xxxxxxxxxxx
W/B NC17
Joss' stuff.
Summary: Willow punishes Cordy for her many years of abuse. Buffy 
enjoys the show!
Distribution: The usual, others just ask.
Note: For the record, I truly do not know why all of my stories have 
someone getting' spanked somewhere along the way. It just happens.
Feedback? Yes please!
Mucho thanks to my beloved beta, Watcher Wendy!


Willow waved her hand and Cordy regained her voice.
" No fun if ya can't hear, " Willow stated, tossing Buffy a wink.
" Willow, please, please, I will do anything! " Cordelia cried, 
desperate to stop what was about to happen.
Willow said nothing, merely raised her arm and brought the crop 
down on Cordy's smooth, pale bottom. The cheerleader cried out, the 
leather stinging her tender flesh and continued to beg the witch to 
stop. Her pleas were music to the witch's ears and Willow smiled as 
she repeated the action.
She took her time, choosing the perfect spot then bringing the 
crop down hard onto Cordelia's backside. Cordy was sobbing, her body 
shaking as Willow continued her punishment and soon, the blonde's bum 
was the color Willow's hair normally was. 
Finally, Willow stopped and slipped a hand between Cordy's thighs.
" Hmm, Queen C is enjoying this, " she noted, smiling evilly. 
" She's a very bad girl, " Buffy stated, her eyes wide with desire 
for Willow.
" Yes, she is, isn't she, Slayer? "
Cordelia shook her head.
" No, " she sobbed. " No, I hate it and I hate you! "
Willow chuckled and moved to face her.
" Oh Cordy, " she cooed, her eyes now the beautiful green. " You 
want me. " She put a finger to Cordy's lips. " Just taste how much 
you want me. "
Cordy closed her mouth tight, but Willow had no trouble opening 
it. Thrusting her finger inside, she smiled. Cordy tasted herself on 
Willow and was filled with a bolt of lust. No, no, this was crazy! 
Willow was crazy! She was beating her! She was forcing her to taste 
her own juices! This was nowhere near a good thing! Then why, why did 
the prom queen want more?
Feeling Cordelia's change, Willow slipped her free hand back to 
Cordy's heat and teased her for a few seconds. When the blonde tried 
to moan, Willow stopped, removed all parts of herself and walked 
away, leaving a very confused and aroused Cordy. Willow stepped over 
to Buffy, who was practically foaming at the mouth for her.
" You're being a very good Slayer, Buffy, " Willow said, taking 
her hand and pulling her up. " I think I can arrange that spanking 
now. "
She led the Slayer over to the sofa along the wall and sat down. 
Buffy waited, standing in front of her, eyes wide with questioning. 
Willow sighed.
" If you take the jeans off, I am only going to use my hand, " she 
firmly noted, looking at the blonde.
" Please, Will, I've been extra good! " Buffy pleaded, wanting the 
crop.
Willow was quiet for a moment, then she said, " Five, and that's 
it! Understand? "
Buffy nodded and speedily removed her jeans. Cordelia stared at 
the Slayer, surprised to see that she was not wearing panties. Buffy 
happily placed herself over Willow's lap and waited like a kid at 
Christmas.
Willow smoothed her hand over the Slayer's bum, gently caressing 
the warm skin. Buffy was already hot and getting hotter by the 
second. Willow could feel the warmness in her lap and smiled. Her 
Slayer was more than ready.
Cordelia watched, starry eyed, as Willow began spanking Buffy. 
First, with her hand, reigning blow after blow upon the blonde's 
bottom. With each strike, Cordy felt the heat between her legs 
growing and she tugged at the chains, the need to touch herself 
overwhelming. Buffy's low moans and pleas for more made her torment 
even worse.
" O Will, yes, ohmygosh, yes, " Buffy gasped, as Willow's spanks 
became more firm.
Willow cast a glance at Cordelia, who was suffering terribly, and 
her smile grew.
" My Slayer is such a naughty little girl, isn't she? " 
" Yes, yes I am, " Buffy panted. " Very, very bad! "
Willow reached for the crop, her eyes locked into Cordy's as she 
stroked it ever so slightly. Trailing it across Buffy's pale red 
bottom, the Slayer moaned with need. Unable to take any more, Cordy 
closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath, her body aching for 
Willow's attention.
Buffy cried out, as the first blow fell upon her and Cordy felt 
the heat between her thighs start to boil. The sound of leather 
meeting flesh echoed throughout the air, along with the Slayer's 
husky moans and Cordelia knew for the first time in her life, what 
true torture was. She wanted to be the one across Willow's knee. She 
longed to feel the witch's hand setting her bottom ablaze. She needed 
it. She hungered for it. She desired it as she had never desired 
another thing in her life.
Buffy cried out in sweet release, as Willow landed the fifth and 
final blow. Willow tossed the crop aside and gently eased her onto 
the sofa on her stomach, resting her blonde head in her lap. She then 
stroked her damp hair, while telling her how much she loved her. If 
Cordelia had been in hell before, she was now in hell's basement. 
Tears fell from her dark eyes as she watched the scene in front of 
her. Not only did Buffy love Willow but Willow loved her. Really 
loved her. 
This wasn't just sex. They shared a bond, a connection, love. A 
love that she would never know. A love that she had killed years ago, 
when she had been so cruel to the shy, young hacker. Had she treated 
Willow better, maybe she would be the one the witch was cradling in 
her arms. Finally, Cordelia Chase understood what her past actions 
had cost her.
Willow glanced at Buffy's backside and winced. She hated that her 
Slayer wanted pain. Of course, in an hour, all traces of said pain 
would be gone. Still, she didn't like it. Playful lovemaking and 
animalistic passion was one thing. She was more then all for that. 
But she drew the line when it came to this. Only because Buffy begged 
and pleaded did she occasionally give in. Now, Cordy, on the other 
hand, she mentally mused, looking at the chained blonde. Cordy 
deserved the pain. Every ounce of it.
" I love you, Will, " Buffy murmured, reaching for her hand. " 
Thank you. "
" I love you too, Buffy, " she said, giving it to her.
 
  

SPOILER ALERT! SEASON 6 OF BUFFY & 3 OF ANGEL! YOU HAVE SO BEEN 
WARNED!!!!!


The Retribution of Cordelia Chase
conclusion
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W/B NC17
Joss' people.
Summary: The punishment continues.
Distribution: The usual, others just ask.
Dedicated to Lady Alexia.


*****

Angel's face was wet with tears. What he had just witnessed had 
destroyed him. Willow, sweet, innocent, beautiful Willow had broken 
his heart. She had been overtaken by the dark magics and had taken 
Buffy with her. His Buffy. He growled in a combination of anger and 
pain. How could he have let this happen?
Putting his head in his hands, he wept as he had never wept before.
" Enjoy the show? "
Willow's voice startled him and he looked up with a jerk.
" Ah, he's all weepy, " Buffy said, resting her head on the usally 
redhead's shoulder. " Maybe he wanted to be the one to give Cordy her 
due. "
" Buffy..Willow?" His voice was shaky and he stood up. " Please, 
it's not too late. I can help you- "
"Help us? " Willow laughed and Buffy joined her. " Angel, Angel, 
Angel, please. You can barely help yourself, much less anyone else. 
Look at poor Cordy. " She gestured to the wall of glass behind the 
vampire.
He slowly turned, his insides trembling at the sight of the naked 
blonde in chains, tears falling from her red eyes.
" Help the helpless? " Willow went on. " Look at her, Angel. Look 
at her! "
Morphing into vamp face, he growled, whirled around and lunged at 
them, stopping suddenly when he saw the old, redheaded Willow and the 
Buffy he knew standing in front of him. He froze, human face 
returning.
" Buffy? Willow? "
" Last time we checked, " Willow replied, smiling a perfect Willow 
smile. 
" Angel, what's wrong? " Buffy asked, giving him a concerned look.
He turned back to the wall of glass and found the dance floor of 
the Bronze. It was covered with Sunnydale teens, Xander and Cordelia 
in the midst of them, dancing their hearts out.
" What the..? " he muttered, his brown eyes looking around the 
room.
" I told you vampires could get drunk, " Willow said, looking at 
Buffy. Then, taking his arm, she added, " No more beer for you, 
mister. One is definitely your limit. "
She led him over to one of the sofas and sat him down. Buffy took 
a seat next to him, placing an arm around him.
" Honey, maybe ya ought to stick with American, " she suggested. " 
That Canadian stuff is way strong. "
" She's right, " Willow agreed. " This one time, at band camp, I 
had a few cans and, well, let's just say that shortly thereafter, I 
gave up the flute. "
The brooding vamp stared at them for a few minutes, then sighed.
" It was a dream, " he said, in a voice barely above a whisper. " 
It was nothing but a horrible dream. "
" Angel! Please!!!!! "
Cordelia's cry echoed through the air and he looked toward the 
dance floor. There hung the ex cheerleader, naked in chains, sobbing 
her heart out. Hearing familiar laughter, he turned back to Buffy and 
Willow. The Slayer was once again draped over the dark haired witch, 
laughing as she looked at him.
" Angel the hero, " Willow purred, her black eyes locked into his 
browns. " You threw away the best thing you ever had. Buffy loved you 
with a love few ever know. She gave up so much for you, risked 
everything for you. And what do you do? Leave her! "
" It was the right thing to do, she knows that, you know that, " 
he barked, his calmness slipping away. " Is that what this is all 
about? Huh? You hurt Cordy because I left? "
" So get over yourself, " Buffy replied, glaring at him. " Cordy 
got what was long due to her. She made my Willow's life miserable for 
years. She's a bitchy little brat who got what she deserved. "
Angel watched as the woman he still loved slowly licked Willow's 
neck.
" You still love her, I know, " Willow said, moaning lowly as Buffy 
nibbled gently. " Thing is, she doesn't love you anymore, do you, 
baby? "
Buffy looked up just enough to meet Angel's stare.
" I love Willow. She's the only one I want kissing me, touching me, 
fucking me. " She paused long enough to place a hard kiss on Willow's 
lips, then continued. " She's the only one who knows how to fuck me. 
She knows just what I need and she gives it to me, just the way I 
like it. "
Willow slipped a hand between the Slayer's thighs and pinched, 
prompting Buffy to gasp and cry out.
" Oh goddess, Willow, fuck me now, please, I need it! "
Angel took a step toward them and reached out. Suddenly, he was in 
the hotel lobby, alone. He looked around the room.
" Willow? Buffy? "
" Angel? "
Turning around, he found a clothed Cordelia standing on the bottom 
step. He rushed over to her.
" Are you alright? " he asked, gently brushing a hand across her 
cheek.
" I don't know, " she replied. " I mean, I was chained in a room 
and Willow was.. " She shivered at the memory.
" I know, I saw it. They made me watch. Cordy, we need to get you 
to a doctor. "
" No, I'm ok. " She felt her jean clad backside and furrowed a 
brow. " I don't hurt. I should, right, cause, psycho evil Willow the 
magic dominatrix and all, but..well? I feel ok. " She unzipped her 
jeans, eased them down a tad and turned around. " Well? " she 
inquired.
Angel examined her pale flesh.
" Not a mark on you, " he said, furrowing a brow of his own.
" So, what, we're dreaming? Because if we are, let me tell you, I 
want Brad Pitt back. This is so not my idea of nocturnal filmage. "
" It's no dream, " Angel muttered, picking up a sheet of paper off 
of the floor.. 
" What's that? "
" A note, from Willow. "
" What does it say? "
" The past is just that. Life is for living. We are. You should, 
too. 
W&B
Cordelia frowned. " So, that whole, torturing me thing was what? "
" A lesson. " He sighed deeply. " For both of us. "
They looked at each other, neither saying a word. Then, Cordelia 
reached out, took Angel's hand and pulled him to her. He wrapped his 
arms around her and they kissed.
" This place just keeps getting freakier. "
They broke the kiss and looked up to see Gunn and Fred coming down 
the stairs.
    


" We're really going to Vegas? " Dawn quipped.
" Yes, Dawn, but you will not be gambling, " Anya replied.
" Why not? "
" Too young, Dawnster, " Xander answered, reaching over and 
patting her knee. " But don't worry. There's plenty else to do. "
" Yes, " Anya agreed. " I want to see Wayne Newton. I have an 
extra pair of underwear to throw on stage. "
" Huh? " the young Summers mumbled.
" Ignore her, Dawnanator. I hear,that there's this place, that has 
a steak buffet for a mere $3.99. Dessert included. "
" Sundae bar? " Dawn hopefully inquired
" Complete with all the toppings! "
" Hot fudge? " Anya asked.
" Hot and cold. "
They squeald with delight and hugged each other.
" Okay, calm down, " he purred, giving them a smile. " We don't 
wanna wake up the sleeping beauties. "
He glanced in the rearview mirror and smiled at the sight of his 
redheaded best friend sleeping in the arms of his blonde best friend.