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I have been nominated at the Reader's Have Chosen Awards! For my story Early One Morning Just As The Sun Was Rising. Here is the link.

http://thereadershavechosen.eternflame.com/forum/index.php?topic=1383.0

Wow, I want to say thank you to the people that have voted for me. It is an awesome honor to have you guys think that my story is worth an award. Thank you! Please vote!

Thank you so much to the best beta ever! xoChantelly for her awesome beta work and banner as well as her help with this story.


Buffy woke up a dark room, not sure of how she had come to be there. The last thing she remembered was going to bed that night. The pounding in her head made her try to raise her hands to subdue it, but in her attempt, she realized that she could not move her arms. She looked down to see what was restraining her, and saw that she was bound to a chair, wearing nothing but her white tank top and panties. Her hair was wild like she had just had the fucking of her life, though she could tell that this had not happened based on the fact that there was no soreness... there.

Suddenly, she heard a noise come from the dark corner. In an instant, an unbearably bright light had flooded the room, making her squint.

As her eyes started to adjust, she looked toward the person responsible for her being here. Her eyes widened when his face came into view.

"Do I... know you?" she asked curiously. She certainly felt like she did. As he came closer, she noticed his platinum hair and cobalt eyes. This guy definitely looked familiar.

"No... but I know you."

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Buffy was starting to get very irritated by the situation. She was hungry, tired, and cold. She was definitely not in the mood for this.

"Look, asshole, I don't know who you think I am, or what you think I have, but I'll tell you right now, I have no money, and even if I did, I wouldn't give it to a piece of shit like you."

The man's hand landed a blow to her cheek, making Buffy's head slam to the side. A small trickle of blood escaped her lip, but she quickly lapped it up with her tongue, not wanting her captor to see that he had hurt her.

"Wow..." she said in a sarcastic tone. "That was impressive. You certainly are one hell of a man."

"Oh, luv, you have no idea." He whispered with a smirk.

"Well, as fun as this has been Mr...."

"Name's Spike, pet."

"As fun as this has been, Spike, I really need you to either kill me or let me go now. See, I have better things to do, like clip my toenails, or clean out my garage, or watch Glitter."

Spike chuckled at that.

"I'm not nearly through with you, Buffy."

"How... how do you know my name?" she whispered, a bit unnerved.

"I know a lot of things about you, luv." He told her as he started to circle the chair she was sitting in.

"For example, I know that you went to Sunnydale High, I know that you were a cheerleader there, and I also happen to know that you were the biggest bitch I've ever met!"

Buffy stared at him confused. "Met? I'm sorry, but I have a feeling that I would remember you if we had met."

"Oh, no, you wouldn't. You see, to you I was just a pathetic mousy bloke that wore bloody glasses and wrote terrible poetry. In your eyes, I was all but invisible."

Buffy now took the time to give this man a good once over, before she realized who he was.

"W- William?" it couldn't be him... could it?

"In the flesh, luv."

"How... what... how?" she stuttered.

"Three very good questions, Summers. You see, I once asked you to a dance, as I'm sure you now recall, but you, like the all mighty bitch that you are, turned me down. Not only did you turn me down, oh no, you also made me a laughingstock. Many years passed, and I had forgotten about you, but tonight, I saw you gyrating your pretty little ass, and decided to follow you home."

"The Bronze... you saw me there, and then you..." she trailed off.

Spike nodded. "And as fate would have it, you live all alone in that big house. So, I decided to teach you a lesson." He finished with a sadistic grin.

Suddenly, Buffy felt her anger rise all over again at the absurdity of the whole situation.

"Oh my god, are you 12? So, I rejected you in fucking high school, some kids laughed at you, and so now, almost a decade later, you decide to take revenge? God! You are so pathetic!"

Spike got to her in one long stride and grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him.

"Bite your tongue! You think that just because you've got perky tits and a nice ass you can treat everyone like shit?!"

"Oh, please!" she said as she yanked her chin from his grasp. "You don't know what being treated like shit really feels like, Spike. I do! And believe me when I say, it far surpasses the bad treatment you're complaining about."

"Maybe, but the way I see it, there's no time like the present to atone, and that's just what you're gonna do."

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"If I recall correctly, Summers, you delighted yourself in telling all of your friends that I was a waste of time. That I was probably gay, and that it was a good thing if I was, since I 'no doubt' had a small cock anyway."

"So, what? I was a teenager and I talked shit. That's nothing out of the ordinary, William."

Buffy saw him cringe when she called him by his given name.

"I told you, it's Spike, now, luv. And I am going to shut that pretty mouth of yours up, once and for all."

"What are you talking about?" Buffy asked in an annoyed tone as she rolled her eyes.

"Let me put it in simpler terms for you, pet. By the time I'm done with you, you will never even think about the possibility that I might be gay again... or that my size is... inadequate." He smirked.

"Oh, you have got to be joking! You're gonna rape me?!" she accused.

"Oh, no, luv. Not my style. I'm gonna do something much worse than that." He whispered as an evil smile crossed his lips.

"Oh really?" Buffy questioned with a hesitant look. "And what would that be?"

Suddenly, she saw Spike's eyes darken with lust. Something about his gaze on her sending shivers down her spine.

"I'm gonna fuck you, but not against your will."

Buffy scoffed at his remark. "Please! I would never willingly sleep with someone like you."

"Oh, but you will, luv. I'm going to fuck you raw and you won't do a thing to stop me, 'cos by the time I'm through with you... you'll beg me to drive my cock in just a little deeper."

Buffy felt her panties get instantly wet from his words.

"In your fucking dreams." She retorted defiantly, Spike's only facial response being a smirk.

"Watch me."


Chapter End Notes:
My first AH fic. Let me know what you guys thought of this chapter.




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