FF: The Spiral Cage

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Title: The Spiral Cage
Part Three: Back to Business
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Joss Whedon owns Buffy and Chris Carter owns the
X-Files. 
Rating: NC -17 
Pairing: Joyce/Dana the rest wait and see
Note: This story is in an alternate universe. It does not follow cannon
story lines. The people are different in places because they have lived
different lives. Dana Scully is a lot happier in this world. Dawn was there
from the beginning. And Buffy isn't the Buffy you know. Also there are many
kinds of vampires and demons, mixing them from the X-file world and BTVS,
and other myths. 
Thanks: I can't believe I forgot this: THANKS TO CHERYL HILL!

The Spiral Cage
Back to Business

Scully sat reading autopsy reports in her cramped office in the basement of
the FBI building in Los Angeles. She had been reading for hours and taking
notes. It was a case that had 'X-File' written all over it, but The Bureau
wanted it handed quietly by the LA group.

"Learn anything new?" Agent Liam Conner said as he handed her a fresh cup of
coffee. Sitting down in the chair squeezed in to the other side of the desk
he then tossed her a bag full of donuts. 

"Thanks I really needed this." She said gratefully taking the donut bag from
her partner and opening it up. "Creme filled, my favorite." Dana replied
smiling at the man that had been her partner for the past 7 months.

"I also got you these, just in case, put a few in your jacket pocket, if the
purp tries anything toss them on the ground. He will have to stop and pick
them up." Liam said seriously handing her a bag of sunflower seeds.

"Thanks but I have my own." Scully said pulling out the open bag from her
outer pocket. It was held shut with a rubber band for fast release. "Did you
call Mulder to get this information?" Dana asked before taking a bite of a
donut." 

"No, I come from people who know the old ways." Liam said with a half smile.
Brooding was his natural expression so the smile now made Dana feel
uncomfortable.

"Liam I thought you were Irish?"

"I am, look we both know we are looking for a Krastien Vampire. So lets stop
pretending." Liam replied as his normal expression returned to his face.

"Agreed" Scully, said slowly picking up a page of notes she had taken on the
subject. With a nod from Liam she began to read out loud, " Krastien
Vampires come from the South Ural Mountain Area. There are some stories that
make them out to be the Reinfields of the vampire sup-species sect. They are
very anal retentive about some things, if you spill small objects, their
obsessive-compulsives disorder will make them stop and pick up each piece
before moving on. They also can't stand knots. They will unknot the
shoelaces of their victims. They sleep in coffins, but most seem to have
moved their coffins into mobile homes. They seem to be moving around the
country in small groups in mobile homes. And most of them live off animal
blood. Cattle mostly. In general terms they seem to be harmless. They can be
seen in daylight, have some sort of morals, which implies a soul possibly.
Bullets can't stop them. A stake in the heart stops them as long as it's not
removed; once removed they come back to life. I think beheading is the
safest way to a permanent death but who knows?" Dana said closing the file
she had on her desk and looking up at Liam.

"So do you still slide those wooden tooth picks of yours into the hearts of
Krastien Vampires or not? Now that is the real question." Liam said slowly.
Both officers had been building up to a confrontation for about a month, and
it had stopped just long enough for her wedding and honeymoon. 

"Not on a Kristien vampire. Now, If you died, yes I would carefully insert a
toothpick into your heart. Your either a Rolst or a Drac Vampire, I don't
know which, or maybe a Master, I really don't know what sup-species sect you
belong to. I just know your body is always at room temperature." Dana said
pulling the hand held heat sensor unit out of the bottom drawer of her desk.


"These are mostly used to look for Hypropic Pot growers. The lamps needed to
grow large amounts of pot in the basement show up well on the sensor. But
they also show human presence. Or in your case Vampire presence." Dana
explained as she flipped the switch on and looked at Liam through it.

"You don't seem to be frightened." Liam answered as he took the sensor out
of her hands and looked at Dana.

"If you were going to hurt me, you would have months ago. I was curious
about why you wanted to be my partner so bad. Between being an out lesbian
and having once worked on the X-Files, partnering with me isn't a smart
career move." Dana said evenly before drinking her coffee.

"Master Vampire, although I hate that name. Sometimes we are called
Wellspring Vampires, I like that better. And I have a soul." Liam said the
last part as if it was the most important declaration ever made. 

" I picked you because you were both a lesbian and you had worked on the
X-Files. Plus you have scientific skills I lack. This boy we are hunting, he
is a killer. His people want him back, I am not sure about giving him back.
We can't arrest him though; He can't just go to jail. The best thing I guess
for us to do is stake him so he is down and then figure out what to do with
him later." Liam explained in brooding mode.

"We have to be careful. Mulder staked this boy once, Ronnie, and the state
pathologist pulled the stake out, and he killed the man. If we stake him, we
can't go through normal channels." Dana said carefully remembering the
events the first time she had come across Krastien Vampires. She still
smiled thinking of the sheriff, and the town in Texas. One of her first
lessons in the masquerade around her. 

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Buffy was pushed hard against the tablet in the back room of the small club.
"Strip! I want you naked and over the table in two minutes." The small dark
witch ordered.

Buffy quietly stripped off all her clothes and folded them neatly. She had
been nearly crazy by the time she got back from her parent's honeymoon. She
needed this.... Medicine, it was the only way Buffy could think of what
Mistress Jenna did to her, a fix.

Stripped of her clothes she didn't even notice the others watching her in
the club, she just stretched herself over the table and relaxed her body. 

Mistress Jenna's assistant quickly began to tie Buffy to the table. She tied
her arms to the legs under the table pulling Buffy's body across the round
wooden table. The young blond witch then moved around to Buffy's legs. She
tied them at each ankle and then to the base of the legs. Finally she pulled
out a leg spreader and fastened it to just above Buffy's ankles. She spread
Buffy's legs wide apart and in doing so lifted her ass above the table
several inches. Tara then came around and tightened Buffy's arms so she
couldn't move at all. 

"No lube, Tara." Mistress Jenna announced. Most of the bar was turned to
watch the show. Tara frowned and then took out a large butt plug. On one
side it was a very large gel cast plug but on the outside part it was a
horse-like ponytail. Tara let the tail glide down Buffy's back gently. And
over her ass cheeks letting the girl relax against her touch. Her eyes were
more cat eyes at this point than human. 

"Relax and it will go in smoother." Tara whispered as she continued to rub
the strands of the tail up and down Buffy's body.

"Just put it in. Our Beth doesn't want gentle, she wants pain Tara." The
leather clad dominatrix stated.

Tara frowned again but slid the plug down her back and between her ass
cheeks. Tara would have preferred to lube the girl up first and work her
with something much smaller, but Jenna was in charge and she knew better
than arguing. She didn't have to like her job, but the elders had assigned
her to be Jenna's assistant and that was what she was going to do. 

Tara carefully worked the large plug into Beth's tender ass, trying hard not
to hurt her. Beth, or Buffy as she sometimes was called, grunted only once,
but was already becoming very wet. Even Tara knew the girl responded to pain
well. 

Tara checked her work to make sure the plug was in correctly and the girl
was tied tightly and then she moved over and took a seat out of the line of
view. It was important that Jeanna's work was public. 

Mistress Jenna walked around the table three times, pulling Beth's head up
and looking into her eyes each time. "Make them human, and keep them human
or we stop right this second. I'll leave you tied on this table all night."
Jenna announced. 

Actually on at least two occasions, Jenna had stopped and left Beth tied up
all night. Tara had sat with her until the sun had come up and then taken
her home. She was in bad shape on both those occasions. Tara guessed that
Buffy was going to try to stay human with all her might.

Jenna circled Buffy's body patiently. On the third go around, Buffy had
shifted her eyes to human and was quietly waiting for Jenna's treatment.
Even now the wetness between her legs was almost pooling on the table. Jenna
grabbed her mouth roughly and forced it open. "Fangs too!" Jenna screamed. 

Buffy closed her eyes and tried to relax, she could feel the very small
teeth pull back into her mouth. 

"This is going to hurt a lot, I think you'll like it," Jenna said with a
smile dropping Beth's head back on the table. She picked up a bamboo cane
and whipped in around her leather-clad body making whooshing sounds as she
spun the cane. Then she took the cane and hit Buffy hard across her upper
back leaving a welt and a few small cuts from the ridges on the bamboo. She
swung back and hit Buffy 3 more times across the back in a quick fashion.
Then she went back and picked up her head to look in her eyes pressing her
own nose right up next to Buffy.

Buffy was crying from the pain across her back, but she had been careful to
remain human. Jenna looked her over carefully wiping some of the tears away.
"Beth, very good, you remain human for the rest of the caning and you will
get to come tonight. And we both know how badly you need to come. What's it
been Beth a week and a half? Two?" Jenna then followed this with tsk tsk
sounds and a laugh. 

This, more than anything else, made Buffy feel defeated and humiliated. Not
the public sex, or the beating, or how badly she craved Mistress Jenna's
treatment. She hated it most when Mistress Jenna laughed at her, at her
need. She honestly didn't think she could help it. It was like blood, like
food, she simply needed it. This was the drug her stepmother thought she was
addicted to. At weak moments on their vacation she had wanted to tell Dana
the whole story. When they had been at the Grand Canyon she had actually
come close to telling her the truth. But Dawn and Willow had been there and
it was simply too much to say, too much to believe. 

Buffy felt the cane slice into her ass hitting the butt plug and shooting
pain through her body. She was so busy fighting her demon and human nature,
trying to keep human; she didn't really feel the next 5 blows across her
ass. When she was able to focus again all she felt was the dull sharp pain
of her ass and back. This was going to hurt for a long time. As she kept
fighting her inter nature she felt the butt plug roughly pulled out of its
home. Then she felt the large dildo pushed at her asshole and another at her
vagina. Mistress Jenna liked the power of double penetration so Buffy just
tried to relax and take the invasion. This was always the hard part. She was
tempted to just cum soon after being penetrated. 

She was both wet and ready, the sting of the whipping still fresh on her
skin adding to the need for release. But Jenna was also a witch. If Buffy
tried to come before she was given permission, the pain she had seen so far
would be nothing. Jenna could make her feel like her skin was being clawed
open for days. It was the one thing Jenna could do well. But this kind of
pain didn't come with release. 

So she would have to make her body obey Jenna, to take the long hard
fucking, and if she were lucky after Jenna was done, she would be allowed a
single orgasm. The first time Jenna had allowed her release, she had to
masturbate herself after one of their seasons in front of Tara. Jeana didn't
even wait around to see it. At the time she was in so much need she was
grateful. 

Jenna rode her like a horse for more than an hour, hard long thrusts into
both holes, making sure her hips slapped the freshly caned ass on each
stroke. Tara had moved around in front of her to watch her eyes. If she
slipped for even a second, Jenna punished her. Tonight Beth or Buffy was
being very good. She was holding the human side in check. Taking both the
beating and the sex well. After an hour Jenna slid a hand between her legs
and began to rub Buffy's clit. This was torture, Buffy wanted to cum the
second she was touched this way, but she knew she had to wait for Jenna's
command. 

After an hour and a half Jenna was covered in sweat, and her own cum, she
had cum several times during the ride, Buffy was beginning to sweat, and it
was getting harder both not to come and hold on to her human side. Jenna
began to work her hand faster between her legs and then she leaned over and
whispered into Buffy's ear. "Beth. Come."

Buffy just let go, she could feel the orgasm start in her toes and work up
her body, she lost her human control and could feel her body change, her
small fangs slipped out, her eyes began to glow, her muscles rippled and
changed. Her skin tone blued a little bit and the veins were easier to see.
Smells and sounds changed and she was totally lost to the world as the
orgasm swept over her body. 

When she came back to herself, she had been flipped over on the table. She
was now on her back. Her arms were re-tied but her legs were open and free.
Jeana and Tara were talking but she couldn't concentrate on their words. She
just lay back on the table, feeling aftershock after aftershock. 

Jenna's hand was gentle this time on her face. "Beth, can you understand me
now?" Buffy guessed Jenna must have tried to talk with her before. She
honestly had no concept of time at this point. Buffy just nodded her head in
response.

"Good, I have to go, but you were very good tonight. I am going to have Tara
give you a couple more orgasms, more human ones, I think you really need
them. And then she is going to heal you a little, I am not sure she can do a
lot there. Then she is going to take you home. I want you to drink all the
juice she gives you. You didn't have enough on your vacation and your body
is not doing well. Do you understand me?" Jeana asked and then waited for
Buffy to respond.

"Yes." Buffy whispered pulling on the ropes. She still wasn't 100 percent in
the moment and her body was still weaving back and forth from human to
non-human.

"Just a gentle one or two, make sure she drinks the blood." Jeana whispered
to Tara before she left them in the back of the bar. 

As Jenna was leaving Tara was already lowering her face between Buffy's
legs. The feel of the blond as her tongue found her clit was a wonderful
surprise, and it gave her something to focus on. After the shock of her
large release, Tara's tender tongue gave her a focus point to let the energy
inside her pass. The blonde's tongue was so soothing, and the after shocks
of the large release began to change, she was now having a different kind of
orgasm, not as harsh, and it was easier for her to control. It took her to a
sweat peaceful kind of headspace she hadn't been before and it surprised
her. 

When she finished, she felt Tara's hands untying her, and on impulse she
reached out and kissed Tara tenderly on the lips. It wasn't something she
would have ever down with Jenna.

"Ah Beth, I don't think Jenna would...." Tara started to say but it was
Buffy who pulled away.

"You're right, it was just nice. Sorry I won't do it again." Buffy said and
then looked at Tara. For the first time she realized that Tara was afraid of
her. "Sorry I wasn't going to hurt you." She added, her shoulders slumped in
complete defeat. The realization was far worse then the beating. 

"Beth, the kiss was nice." Tara said pulling Buffy toward her and gentle
touching her face. "I need you to drink this while I try and heal up some of
the cane marks. You're going to be pretty bruised but I can at least make it
look... less fresh. Or put a glamour spell over it maybe." Tara said handing
Buffy a large glass of tomato juice. Even at this point Buffy knew they fed
her blood. It was the need for blood that had first brought her to this bar.
But it was easier to drink when you called it juice and mixed in real tomato
juice.

Tara quietly worked on Buffy's back first and then stood her up and worked
on her bottom healing up as much of the fresh cane marks as she could. She
was a powerful healer, the reason her people had sent her to Jenna. Finally
she put a simple glamour spell to cover what she couldn't heal. 

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"So where are we looking for this vampire first?" Scully asked her partner
as she checked her sunflower seeds in her pocket.

"A blood bar in West Hollywood. I should warn you, besides blood, there are
a lot of sex shows. Just don't sweat this stuff. If the vampires there are
bottle feed, they are not who we are looking for, but they may know
something. Krastien vamps are not very common. And Dana there will be
humans there that get off on being bitten. They are consenting-adults, and
in general the vampires aren't going to kill their food source, so let them
go as well. OK?" Liam said the last part carefully. He wanted Dana as a
partner, but he didn't want to piss her off over things he couldn't control
in the world.

"I will try to be cool." Dana said quietly. Being cool was something she
wished she could have been when she was first sent to the X-Files as
Mulder's partner. Now she felt she had come full circle over the years, she
expected far too much on face value. She was partnered with a vampire. He
claimed to have a soul, but she didn't know how you scientifically proved
the presence of a soul. In the end she figured she liked him, he was better
than her last two asshole partners, and he respected her opinions. So she
could take a soul claim on faith. 



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