Author's Name: Sarah Aless

Author's E-mail: give_it_to_me_spikey@yahoo.co.uk

Title: Give It Me Good Buffy

Disclaimer: They're not mine *big sigh* Joss and Mutant Enemy own them I'm just having fun......and wishing and definitely not making any money.

Distribution:www.geocities.com/spikeaholic20, One Good Lay, StS, Near Her Always & www.vampires-kiss.net .Anyone else.....Put it where you like ;-) but please tell me where it's going.

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: S/B

Feedback: Yes please.....pretty please.

Author's Notes / Summary: Sequel to You Know You Want To. Can Buffy pull off turning the tables on Spike. Can Spike handle Domme-y Buffy?


WARNING: There is a reasonable amount of BDSM in this fic, right from the start. Hey Spike's a vamp.....he can take it. If you don't like BDSM don't read it!!! Flames are pointless if you ignored my warning ;-)


PART 1

"C'mon Spike, you know you want to," teased a still naked Buffy. Spike was taking an inordinate amount of time to decide whether Buffy was to have a go with his toys or not. She consciously used his own words from yesterday. When he'd been trying to make her lose the bet. Trying to make her come inside 7 minutes without him touching her with his hands, he'd used that exact phrase. That had been the point where she had realised that she probably was going to lose and despite her efforts she had come barely a minute later. A combination of Spike's undeniable prowess and his knowledge of what would blow her away had culminated in her losing. As a direct result of losing she had spent this very morning as Spike's personal sex slave. He'd gotten kinkier than she'd ever imagined herself letting him get, and she had to admit it had been amazing.

After a particularly painful yet arousing caning and a mind blowing fucking from behind as she stood in the corner like a naughty little girl Spike had ended the scene. Much as she'd enjoyed it Buffy was glad that her ass would have a little time to heal, it was still throbbing every now and again. As Spike had released her neck from the collar Buffy had playfully asked if she got to use his toys on him now. That was at least five minutes ago and he still hadn't answered. "Spik-ey" she sing-songed moving closer and running her hand through his hair. Her breasts bobbed in front of him pulling Spike out of his reverie.

"Ok Slayer. We can switch for a while. I want you to remember though, I still own you for the next twenty four hours. Switching positions is very temporary, don't forget your place when it's over."

"Yes Sir" Buffy said dropping her eyes. 'Bloody hell' thought Spike. 'One mornings play and she's totally taking to this. I took the collar off her and she's still accepting her place in my little 24 hour power trip.'

Buffy was still looking at the floor when Spike's face came into view beneath her as he dropped to his knee's. "What would m'lady like me to do first?" Spike asked doing his best to look humble whilst wondering how well she'd take to this side of things. Her next words made him think she was gonna do just fine.

"Well for a start you can apologise for having the impertinence to choose your own form of address for me." She was taking her lead from Spike's behaviour earlier, impertinence not being a word she'd normally expect to hear herself saying. "Not that there's anything wrong with m'lady, but I think I'd prefer to decide for myself. I think we'll go with 'Mistress'" she decided with a nod of her head.

"Yes Mistress, and I'm truly sorry Mistress" Spike said dropping his head a little lower to hide the smirk that had flittered onto his face. Should've known the slayer would come out swinging.

"I'll let it go this once" she decided. Reaching down she placed a finger under his chin raising his face so he was looking up at her. "Now........what will I do with my own little vampire fucktoy?"

Spike had a few ideas but he decided to keep his mouth shut. Human she might be but she was still the slayer, with a whole lot of strength. Seeing as how she seemed ready to totally go for this he didn't want to piss her off. She seemed to have an intrinsic understanding of how to play these games. Having studied her fighting on more than one occasion he had confidence that whatever she lacked in experience she would make up for in imagination, she was nothing if not resourceful.

Letting his face go she moved over to the table which contained Spike's toys. Spike made to follow her but her voice cut through the air "Stay right where you are fang-boy. No-one told you to move."

"Sorry Mistress."

"Oh you will be if it happens again. Believe me Spikey you will." She shot him such a reprimanding yet lustful look that Spike's cock, which had been slowly returning to hardness sprang to attention. Buffy raised an eyebrow smirking as she said "Looks like someone wants to play. Well don't bank on me letting you come anytime soon Spike"

Spike wanted to groan as his cock started to throb. Somehow he had the feeling Buffy wouldn't tolerate that though. He stared hard at the floor trying not to feast his eye's on her ass as she leaned over the table examining the toys there. 'Jesus' he thought 'does she have any idea what she's doing to me?' Just then Buffy picked something up. Looking over her shoulder she smiled and wiggled her ass, knowing full well what she was doing and that Spike was watching from beneath his lashes.

'What the hell is she looking so pleased about?' Spike thought to himself, desperately thinking of what his horde contained. He'd simply found his old toy chest and emptied it on the table. Some of the things at the bottom he hadn't touched in years and he hadn't had time for an inventory. Whatever Buffy had picked up must have been small he mused as she came back to stand over him. It was in one of her hands which was balled up into a fist and he couldn't see what it was. Moving past him Buffy walked over to the bed and sat near the headboard, spreading her legs wantonly, one dangling off the bed.

"You made an awful mess between my legs just now" she announced "I think you should clean it up."

"Yes Mistress" Spike said moving onto the bed and lowering his head between her parted thighs. She wasn't lying he saw as his eyes met her pussy. It was slick not only with her own juice but his cum was also smeared all over and was seeping out onto the sheets. His erection made itself known again. Spike vaguely wondered if it was possible for his cock to get any harder. God but this was a sight Buffy all wet and covered in his cum.

"What are you waiting for" Buffy demanded as she grasped his head and shoved his face into her sex. "Get on with it. Clean me up."
Spike eagerly stuck out his tongue and got down to business. Just as he started licking round her dripping hole Buffy gave a little cough and pushed down with her inner muscles. A string of Spike's own cum flowed into his mouth. Spike was used to the taste of Buffy but his own semen was not something he'd ever had a mouthful of before. The salty taste made him pull his head back in surprise.

"Something wrong?" Buffy inquired knowing full well what had caused Spike to stop.

"Just need to clear some of this away first" Spike said reaching for the baby wipes on the bedside table.

Buffy grabbed his wrist and held it in an iron grip. "No Spike. I don't think so. You've made me swallow your cum plenty of times, not to mention making me suck my own juices off my hands. It won't do you any harm to clear your own mess up for once." She then slapped him across the face and pushed him back down again.

'Right you are luv.' Spike thought 'you want to play it that way that's fine. We'll see how in control you are after a good come.'

Wrinkling his nose he proceeded to rid her body of the leftovers of his semen. This done he moved his tongue up to concentrate on her clit. He sucked it into his mouth gently then released it. He alternated between slowly licking her clit from bottom to top and back again then quick bursts of quick hard lashing from side to side. Changing his speed and intensity often, driving Buffy wild from not knowing what was coming (apart from herself, and very soon if he kept this up).

When she started to moan he pushed three fingers up into her clenching entrance and curled them upwards, touching her most powerful place. Moving his fingers in and out he flattened his tongue and licked from his fingers back up to her clit in a long flat stroke then went back to suckling it. When Buffy started to buck towards him he grinned to himself 'let's see how long you can keep control little girl' he devilishly thought. Tugging her towards him a little so that she was more lying than sitting he spied his target. Moving smoothly so as not to alert her to his intentions he brought the hand that wasn't currently finger fucking her up to join the others. Buffy felt the extra finger being introduced but wasn't currently in any state to think about it. All the reaction she had was to clamp down harder with her vaginal walls. Spike got his finger good and coated in her juices which were now flowing copiously again. Buffy was thrashing her head from side to side now and humping mindlessly against his face and fingers. She could feel the tension building as Spike's skilled fingers and t

After briefly tickling the area between her hole and her anus he slowly twisted his finger into her tight back passage. Buffy's "OH" of surprise melted into a groan as he ruthlessly plundered further with both hands. His mouth returned to her clit as he pulled both sets of fingers almost all the way out. Crushing her clit with his tongue he thrust his fingers back inside both entrances. Buffy howled, exploding as her senses were completely overloaded. Too much stimulation at one time entirely doing her in.

While she was still crying out "oh fuck.....oh....god........ohfucking..hell...yes" Spike swiftly moved up and thrust his dick as far as he could get it into her. He'd managed about four thrusts before Buffy got some of her sense back.

"That was such a bad idea Spike" she said still breathing unsteadily but rapidly regaining her faculties. She easily threw him off her and rolled him over straddling his lower thighs and pinning his arms to the bed. It was a toss-up between which part of Spike was more confused. His cock was protesting that it'd had just been sheathed in her tight hot heat and was now waving in the cold air with nothing to drive into. His head was telling him his plan had been a good one. Buffy had lost control, he'd managed to mount her, why was he now lying pinned on his back with a very pissed slayer on him. 'Give her her dues' he thought 'I might have underestimated how helpless I can make her if she's set her mind against it.'

Lightning quick Buffy had his arms locked in the cuffs which were still attached to the headboard from where he'd used them on her earlier. "You do realise you're in a whole lot of trouble now Spikey don't you?" Buffy said.