Fic: Triune (7/?) B/W/T NC-17

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Title: Triune

Author: The Bear!

Spoilers: up through season 5

Pairing: Buffy/Willow/Tara (Some of the other Scoobies might get a
little some-some as well)

Summary: Ends the Triad Trilogy- Sequel to the Please Trilogy. The new
Triad deals with an angry Hellgod and new relationships are on the
horizon

Warnings: NC17 Ahoy! I Love BDSM. I Love chains and whips. I love
Sex! If any of these gives you the wiggins, then so will this story.
(Part 7 is definitely of NC-17.]

Disclaimer: If I owned 'em, they'd have to show it on the Ecstasy
Network.

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Part 7

========== BtVS ==========

Willow was still laughing as she entered the Summers house. She had
skipped to the car, bounced in her seat the whole way home, and skipped
from the car to the house. Her mood could best be described as giddy.

"Honey, were home!" she shouted upon entry, laughing at herself as she
did so.

Tara followed her girlfriend into the house rolling her eyes.

Willow and Tara went into the living room and set down their bags.

Buffy paused the movie they were watching, just as Molly Ringwald was in
the midst of kissing Judd Nelson in the broom closet.

Willow jumped onto the couch, straddling Buffy's lap with a big smile
and bright eyes. She kissed the Slayer soundly and said, "Didja miss
us?"

Before the bemused Slayer could even answer, Willow took Buffy's hands
and jumped back up, pulling the Slayer up with her. She began to dance
in circles, singing, "Happy happy, Joy joy!"

Buffy looked over at Tara and said, "You've been holding out on me!"

At the same time Xander said, "What did you do to her, Tara?"

Willow laughed at that, while Tara blushed.

Recovering quickly, Tara teased back, "Oh, no. Not me! When I make
someone that happy, they're lucky to walk, let alone dance around like
that." She had to struggle to say it with a straight face, but the look
on Xander and Buffy's face was worth it.

Xander's jaw gaped and his eyes widened when he heard Tara. of all
people, Tara!... say something like that. "Ok, who are you, and what
have you done with Tara?" he asked after a moment.

Buffy was more used to Tara's newfound penchant for dirty talk, but
didn't have much experience with her using it in public yet so she too
was somewhat taken aback. When she saw the look on Xander's face,
though, she couldn't stop from laughing out loud. "Oh, Xander!" She
said between laughs, "The look on your face!" 

Willow, already giddy, cried, "Priceless!" before succumbing to laughter
herself.

Xander pouted at Tara and said, "Alright, alright. You got me good,
I'll admit it." Turning to where Willow and Buffy were clutching each
other, he said, "So if it's not Tara's prowess, what has you so.
excited?"

Willow breathlessly said, "You'll never guess who showed up at the Magic
Box!"

Xander joked, "Well, the way you were dancing around. was it Angelina
Jolie? Naked?"

Everyone in the room paused for a moment to appreciate that mental image
with a smile.

Xander continued, "No, that couldn't be it, cause Tara's not dancing
around with you; unless." he waggled his eyebrows at the blond witch.

Tara did blush at that one, while both Willow and Buffy yelled, "Hey!" 

It was Xander's turn to chuckle. He said, "Score one for the Xanman, oh
yeah."

Willow gave him a brief glare, "No, it wasn't her."

"I know it wasn't Spike!" Buffy said with a mug at Xander.

Xander smiled weakly and kinda shrugged. He was afraid Willow would get
mad at him. After all, she stopped him from staking Spike last year in
his basement.

Of course, he'd thought Buffy would freak out when he told her, and
she'd been like, "Oh, well. ok," and went back to walking like he'd said
something about the weather or whatever.

Willow said, "No it wasn't Spike, why?" She looked over her shoulder at
Xander, not relinquishing her hold on the Slayer, "Did you guys run into
him tonight?"

Xander looked back and forth between Buffy and Willow, both of whom were
waiting for him to answer. Finally he reluctantly said, "I, uh. I kinda
went to his crypt last night and staked him," and then he waited for the
blow up.

Willow thought for a moment, then said, "Ok," turning back to Buffy she
went on, "So anyway, Tara and I."

"Wait a minute!" Xander shouted.

Everyone snapped their eyes towards Xander in shock.

"How come nobody's mad at me?!" he said, exasperated. After a heartbeat
of silence, he said, "Ok, I said that wrong. The real question is, how
come nobody dusted that clown a long time ago? Like, after the whole
Adam thing? Or, like the moment he showed up at Giles with a chip in
his head?"

The girls all looked at one another questioningly.

Xander continued, "I know the only reason I didn't do it was cause you
stopped me Will, and cause you said he was useful, Buf!"

After a pregnant silence Buffy said, "You know. I can't think of a
single reason why we let him live."

Willow said, "I know! I mean, there must have been a reason, right?"
she looked over toward Tara, who had taken a seat during Willow and
Buffy's dance. 

"Don't look at me, I never understood it either. I figured Buffy must
have a reason, or else why didn't we just dust him?"

"I am wracking my brain," Buffy said, shaking her head. "I can't come
up with a good reason."

"Joss!" Tara said.

The others looked at her, puzzled.

"You know, the luck spirits? Don't some of the Asian religions call
those joss spirits?" she asked. "Maybe he had a joss spirit looking
after him." she trailed off.

Willow shrugged and said, "Well, that's as good a guess as any. I
guess." She shook off her confusion, "Anyway, not caring right now."
She broke away from Buffy and went over to the bags and grabbed a
square-shaped glass container that was full of gray powder. 

Buffy took the container when Willow handed it to her and asked, "Ok,
and this is?"

Willow proudly said, "This is Harmony!"

Buffy asked, "Harmony Kendal?" at Willow's nod, she said, "Where did you
run into her?"

Willow explained, "Tara and I were." she glanced over at Xander, ".doing
stuff, and she totally interrupted us!"

Tara suddenly remembered something Harmony had been going on about and
said, "That's what she was complaining about! Spike!"

Willow got it and agreed, "You're right! She kept saying we ruined it
for her, and that Spike would have come back to her."

Tara finished the thought, "We thought it was cause of the spell Willow
put on him, but she must have found out he was dust."

Buffy was concerned, "Are you guys ok? Did she hurt either of you?"

Willow blew it off, "Nah, she thought she was gonna do something, but it
turned out she was wrong." She laughed at the memory.

Buffy changed the subject, "Willow, why don't you and Xander set up the
stuff for the spell?"

Willow, knowing the score, said, "Sure!" She turned to Xander and said,
"you wanna give me a hand? I thought we'd set it up in the basement."

Xander stood up and said, "Ok," turning to Buffy and Tara he said, "What
are you two." The hungry look on Tara's face as she stared at Buffy
answered his question for him. "Oh. So, Will, what do I take down?" he
said indicating the bags.

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Buffy nuzzled her face against Tara's hand. "You smell like Willow!"
she sighed. 
Tara felt warmth suffusing her as Buffy moved behind her and pressed
against her. She could hear the Slayer drawing deep breaths through her
nose, taking in the combined scents rising from her.
Buffy felt arousal flow through her as she inhaled the aroma from her
lover. her Mistress. "You smell soooo good! Like sex and sweat and you
and Willow and." she kept rubbing her face against Tara's neck and hair.
Tara's skin tingled where Buffy touched her. She was amazed at how
horny she was feeling. Willow had screwed her senseless less than three
hours ago, yet suddenly she felt like it had been days since her last
release. She decided she wanted a scene- wanted to exert her dominance
over Buffy. She was feeling powerful as Buffy worshiped her, and she
wanted to exercise a little of that power. 
Tara turned around and grabbed her Slayer by the hair, just like Buffy
always did to Willow. She tilted the Slayer's head back and said, "Did
I give you permission to touch me, Slayer?"
"YES!" Buffy shouted mentally. She hadn't been disciplined in days and
the need for it was building up inside her. "N- no, Mistress," she
groaned out, her eyes half lidded and dilated with lust.
"I want you naked and on your knees, Slayer. Now!" Tara growled,
letting go of Buffy's hair.
"Yes Mistress!" Buffy cried as she quickly tore off her cloths and
dropped to her knees before her Mistress. She made sure to keep her
eyes on the floor where they belonged, despite her desire to look at her
beautiful Mistress.
As always, it was difficult for Tara to keep her hands off of her Slayer
when she was like this. She was so hot! The temptation was great to
snatch her up and drag her to the bed for full-on sex. However,
patience did have rewards that made it worth while. She said, "You are
not allowed to touch me without my permission!" She walked around
behind the kneeling girl and crouched down, whispering in her ear, "But,
you knew that, didn't you Slayer?"
"Yes Mistress," Buffy whispered.
Tara moved to the other side of her pet and crouched back down, speaking
into her other ear, "You know what happens when you're disobedient,
don't you?"
Buffy answered with a whimper of need, "Yes, Mistress. I have to be
punished, Mistress"
Tara smiled and stood up. "Of course, you didn't know that we were
playing tonight. I suppose I could just. let it go. just this once."
Buffy couldn't restrain the whine that came out of her. She bit her lip
to keep from speaking out of turn.
Tara's smile grew larger when she heard Buffy whining. "Should I
forgive you, Slayer? Let it go this once?" she asked, knowing the
answer already.
"No Mistress!" Buffy pleaded, "I- I've been a bad Slayer and I should be
punished!"
Tara could hear the thread of desperation in her pet's voice. She had
no intention of failing to meet her Slayer's needs, but she was enjoying
the teasing a little bit too much to stop yet. "I don't know, pet. It
hardly seems fair."
Buffy whimpered piteously. In her mind she was shouting, "NO! NO!"
Tara crouched down once again and this time pulled Buffy's head back by
her hair until she looked up at Tara's face. "I think you want me to
punish you. Is that it? Do you want me to take the crop to your sweet
little ass unit it's red and hot? Is that it, Slayer?"
Buffy was near tears at Tara's words. She'd never been this domineering
before and there was a part of Buffy- the Slayer in her- that was
resistant. But there was another part, a deeper part of Buffy that
craved the control; that needed to be dominated. 
Tara could see the emotion's warring in her pet's eyes. She knew the
Slayer resisted being dominated, yet Buffy craved it as Willow did.
Buffy and the Slayer were not two different entities, but more like two
sides of the same coin- opposite, yet connected in a way so that neither
could exist without the other. She decided to help Buffy make her
decision. "I guess I was wrong." She let go the fist full of hair she
was holding. "You don't want to be punished."
The need in Buffy overwhelmed the resistance to being dominated and she
broke down into tears, crying, "No! Please Mistress, Please! Mistress,
I'm sor- r- ry- yyyy!" She took a deep breath and sobbed hard, her
head tipping forward until it rested on the carpet in front of her
knees.
The desire to comfort Buffy was nearly overwhelming and Tara had to
restrain herself from ending the game and wrapping her lover in a fierce
embrace. She could tell that Buffy was extremely vulnerable right now.
Solace from her lover would only help her rebuild the walls that she had
constructed to protect her heart from rejection. What she really needed
was for her Mistress to finish breaking down those walls so that she
could free herself. This was what Willow had done, and as a result, she
had found happiness like never before- unencumbered by the baggage of
past loves and losses.
So, Tara did the hard thing, she could be sweet, loving Tara later.
Right now her pet needed a firm hand. She stood up and said, "Sit up,
Slayer." 
Buffy forced herself back into a more upright position.
"Who do you belong to, Slayer?" Tara demanded.
"You, Mistress; I belong to you!" Buffy instantly answered.
"That's right, pet. You are mine. If I tell you to do something, you
will do it. You won't think about it, you'll do it. And if I ask you a
question, you will answer. You won't think about it, you'll just answer
it. Do you understand, pet?"
"Yes, Mistress!" Buffy whispered.
Tara crouched down and wiped the tears off of her face- a small reward
for her obedience. "Now then; don't think about it; don't wonder why,
or how. Just answer." She tilted the Slayer's face upward with both
her hands, capturing her gaze, and not letting it go. "Do you want me
to punish you, Slayer? Do you need it more than anything in the world
right now?"
Buffy's resistance melted away. "Yes Mistress! I need it! Please
punish me!"
Tara rewarded her pet with a smile and a gentle kiss. "That's good,
pet. Mistress is pleased."
Buffy smiled tremulously.
Tara stood up and walked around behind the Slayer. She began to disrobe
as she spoke, "If you want to be whipped, pet then it isn't punishment
any more, it becomes a reward."
Buffy's smile fell and she bowed her head.
Tara moved to the desk chair and sat down, her ass halfway off of the
edge of the seat as she laid back and spread her legs, giving her pet
plenty of access to her moist center. Her voice was sultry as she said,
"Would you like to earn a reward, pet?"
Buffy kept her head bowed as she answered, "Yes Mistress!"
Tara said, "Then come over here and convince me that you deserve to have
your needs fulfilled."
Buffy turned around and saw her Mistress spread open before her and her
eyes once again dilated in lust. She crawled over to Tara and asked,
"May I pleasure you, Mistress?" keeping her eyes down, mostly.
Tara smiled at the hungry look on her Slayer's face. "Yes pet, you
may."
Buffy said, "Thank you Mistress!" and moved in to begin.
She kissed Tara's mound, kissed the nearly closed outer lips of her sex,
and then moved down to kiss the puckered rosebud below. She began with
her tongue, circling Tara's sphincter for several moments before
tickling it, pressing down but not into the tight ring of muscle. She
smiled at her Mistress' hum of pleasure.
Tara's hum deepened when she felt her pet's tongue move up to stroke her
perineum, drawing a long oval over it as she moved back and forth
between her entrances.
Finally the smell of her Mistress' syrupy goodness was too much for her
to restrain herself any more and she moved up again.
Tara smiled at the same time a low moan rolled forth from her as she
felt her pet's tongue, wide and flat, travel up over her puffy outer
lips, gathering the little bit of moisture that had seeped out that far.
One taste was more than Buffy could stand, on the next stroke she plowed
a furrow between those outer lips and was rewarded by a font of that
savory liquid below. She drew her Mistress' inner labia into her mouth
and sucked on them, sliding her lips back and forth over them till her
mouth was coated with slippery Tara-sauce. She wasn't focused on making
her Mistress cum so much as just making her feel pleasure. Somehow
without thought, she just knew that this patient study was what her
Mistress desired right now. It was a given that if Mistress wanted
something other, she would tell her pet what to do.
Tara relaxed back in her seat, letting her pet build her pleasure with
slow, sweet exploration. She ignored any sense of urgency her body had
to achieve release and just rode the bliss that came from her pet
worshiping her pussy. After about five or six minutes she began to arch
up away from the chair as the buildup in her body began to crest.
Buffy recognized Tara's posturing, and slid one finger inside her
Mistress, stroking the inner walls where she could feel little twitches
that heralded the spasms of release soon to follow. She quickly added a
second finger and began to stroke faster, all the while using her tongue
to trace around and around her clitoris. 
Tara felt like she was about to crash down into release when her pet
suddenly slipped a finger past her rosebud. She arched up almost off of
the chair at the added sensation and screamed out her release
Buffy knew Mistress had cum powerfully, and was pretty sure that she had
earned her reward. Now would be the time she would normally pull back
and carefully lap her Mistress clean with her tongue. However, this
time she decided to do something different, she decided to do something
Willow had done to her the other day. She slowed her movements inside
her Mistress' sex until she was tracing a tiny circle over her g-spot.
She started lightly, and just kept circling, gradually pressing upward a
little more as she went on.
Just when Tara thought the waves of pleasure were about to subside, she
felt her pet start to massage her g-spot. Her eyes rolled back in her
head and she slumped back in the chair, boneless as a shiver radiated
out from her center out to her extremities like a single ripple in a
pond. Her moan rose in volume as the sensation traveled through her
until it felt like it exited through her fingers, toes, and scalp. Her
entire body was suddenly covered in gooseflesh as the moan died off. 
It was only another moment before Buffy heard her Mistress begin to moan
once more- again the volume rising for a moment and then dieing off.
She continued her ministrations until her Mistress sounded like one of
those European police sirens, and her fingers and toes were clenching
and unclenching in time with the circles Buffy was making. 
After about a minute of continued stimulation Tara felt herself let go
inside and she knew Buffy was about to get soaked, but she couldn't
muster the strength to warn her.
Buffy was surprised when suddenly her hand and arm were awash in warm
liquid. She quickly pulled her hand back from inside her Mistress- her
first thought was that Tara must have peed on her! But, it didn't smell
anything like that. Tentatively, she reached out with the tip of her
tongue and tasted the liquid. "Mmm!" she thought. It was light and
sweet; unlike Tara's usual, more savory syrup, it wasn't sticky or
slippery. it was almost like sweet water- though a little heavier than
that. She began to eagerly slurp it up, cleaning off her Mistress,
enjoying the combined flavors of savory and sweet. 
Meanwhile Tara tried to catch her breath. After a moment she saw Buffy
lean back and assume the position, waiting for her next instruction.
She sighed, "That was wonderful, pet! So good!" 
"Thank you Mistress!" Buffy said eagerly, hoping that her Mistress would
be willing to give her the reward she craved.
She felt the strength returning to her legs and she cautiously stood up
from the chair, blushing when she noticed she was leaving a puddle of
wetness behind in the seat. Fortunately, they had learned to be
prepared, and there was a stack of towels in the chest at the foot of
the bed. "Stand up, Slayer." She said.
Buffy rose to her feet, keeping her eyes down.
Tara walked behind her Slayer and ran her hands over the supple cheeks
of her ass. She had to agree with Willow; her slayer has a great ass!
Buffy had to bite back a moan when she felt her Mistress begin to grope
her ass, dragging her nails over it as she whispered in her ear.
"You made me cum harder than I have in a long time, maybe ever!" Tara
flicked her earlobe with her tongue before asking, "Do you think you've
earned a reward, pet?"
Buffy, whose arousal had already been extreme before she had begun to
service her Mistress, was threatening her ability to speak. "O- o- only
if it pl- ple- eases you, Mistress!" 
Tara smiled, pleased with that answer. She pressed up against her pet
and moved her hands around to the front, scratching up her hipbones,
causing the Slayer to squirm. "I want you to go clean up quickly, then
bring back a hot washcloth and clean me up." She whispered.
"Yessss Mistress, Buffy hissed at the sensation her Mistress was
eliciting from her." She headed for the door when Tara stepped away.
"Oh and pet?" Tara asked as Buffy was about to open the door.
Buffy said, "Yes Mistress?" and turned around just in time to catch the
robe that her Mistress threw.
"Don't go out there naked." Tara said with a smirk.
Buffy blushed scarlet and bashfully said, "Sorry Mistress."
Tara smiled widely, "Don't be sorry, pet. Be quick!"
"Yes Mistress!" Buffy said as she quickly went to do her bidding.

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end part 7



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