END OF INNOCENCE (18/?)
 

Riley heard the door open, the smell of her shampoo and lotion reaching him
before she did. He hated those scents now, roses and apple. He had once been
able to lose himself in them, in her. Now, they just signaled pain and
humiliation. His nails dug into his palms as he resisted looking up at her,
knowing his hatred and anger would be evident and that she would hurt him
more for having those emotions. He had been trained to withstand torture, to
not spill secrets in the face of death. The tortures he had faced in those
training exercises paled in comparison to what she was doing to him. His body
was in pain. He knew his back was covered with deep gashes and wounds made
from a variety of 'toys' as she called them. He had caught glimpses of a
knife and a whip and several other objects he had never seen before.
 

She used them all over him, on the back of his legs, his thighs, his chest,
even his neck. They always hurt and he usually passed out from the pain, only
to wake up and have to face the same cycle yet again. He didn't know why she
wouldn't just kill him. No, he knew why. She wanted him to have to see her
face every time she hurt him. It was the control that she had gained over
him, the power that she held that hurt the most. He had given up so many
things for her, changed his life, told her secrets, only to have her turn out
to be a lying, deceitful bitch. He couldn't believe he had fallen into her
trap. Even now, despite the pain and weakness, he wanted to hurt her, to make
her feel what he was feeling. To be the face she saw before she passed out.
He was chained up in the middle of the room, a small box of crushed glass
under his feet, cutting into his skin and making it almost impossible to walk
much less run away. The chains were thick and unyielding. No, there would be
no escape from her and whatever plan her devious mind had come up with.
 

"Ah, is someone mad at me?" Willow said, looking at Xander and seeing him
looking back and forth between her and Riley. She moved over to Xander, an
idea suddenly striking her as she smiled. She whispered a few words, moving
her hands in front of his face as she spoke. When she pulled them away, she
laughed in a husky voice. Angel was staring back at her. "Look it, baby. He
won't play."
 

"He won't?" Xander said, wondering what she had done. He froze when he heard
his voice, recognizing that soft yet sensual tone. He had dreamed of it
whispering to him in needy tones. Now, it was coming from his own mouth. She
had made him Angel. He looked at her with curious eyes, wondering what she
was doing. Why was she having Riley see her as Buffy and him as Angel? His
dark eyes moved again to Riley, sweeping over the muscular youth. He felt his
cock twitch when he saw the marks covering the soldier's body.
 

Riley looked up at the male's voice, his eyes studying the attractive dark
haired man beside Buffy. He recognized the face from a drawing that Buffy
had, his entire body going numb as he said flatly, "Angel."
 

"Oh goodie," Willow clapped, "He knows you."
 

Xander didn't say anything, just standing back to watch Willow. He saw her
move forward and watched as Riley flinched, pulling against his chains as he
moved away from her hand. He slowly smiled as Willow ran her hand along the
man's chest, dragging her nails down until they drew blood. She soon ran her
hand along Riley's cock, a playful smile crossing her face.
 

"Someone likes being hurt," she cooed as she began to caress Riley's cock.
She laughed as his eyes fell to the floor, not bothering to deny what she
already knew. Brave, macho little soldier boy loved being hurt. Sure, he
screamed in pain and hated her, no, hated Buffy, for causing it, but his body
reacted. He never failed to cum before she was finished with him, a fact that
she loved to remind him of during their sessions. She moved her thumb over
the head of his cock as her free hand grabbed his chin in a rough hold.
"You're gonna love my Angel then, cause he's a master of giving pain."
 

"Fuck you," Riley said, a rush of fear running over him at her words. She had
never brought anyone else into the room. It always just been her and whatever
torture device she was using at the time. Now, her ex-boyfriend was standing
there beside her, looking a bit too delighted in his current situation.
 

She smiled an impish smile, "Poor Riley. Guess you trusted the wrong girl
this time. Angel," she looked at Xander and studied him, wanting to make sure
he wouldn't let her down. She saw the large bulge pressed against his pants
and smiled, "baby likes to play rough."
 

"I think I can handle that," Xander said, moving forward slowly, as if he
were being pulled by some invisible string. The rational side of his brain
was screaming at him that this was wrong, that he should free Riley and
leave. The rest of him was screaming out in lust and need to make Riley
scream, to make Willow proud, to pay Riley back for ruining his and Willow's
lives. That part, the real part of him, won out as he picked up a small whip.
 

Willow watched Xander's face as he held the whip, the look of almost
childlike wonder and excitement. She moved away from the men, her fingers
easily unbuttoning her shirt and letting it fall to the ground. Her skirt
followed as she soon stood nude. She saw Riley look at her, seeing Buffy's
body. Xander glanced at her, seeing the real her. She moved a chair and sat
down, her legs straddling either side as wetting lips brushed against the
soft leather padded seat. She leaned back, one hand on her upper thigh and
the other over the back of the chair. Looking at Xander, she said, "He's my
toy, hon. You can do anything you want, just make him scream for me."
 

With those words, Xander's arm lashed out as he brought the small whip down
on a rather deep cut. He smiled slowly as Riley grunted, refusing to scream.
His own cock was throbbing, pushing against the denim of his jeans until he
thought they might burst open. He began to beat Riley, taking his time and
enjoying the sensations as his eyes looked at Willow. She was smiling, her
hand moving along her thigh until soon she was playing with herself. He felt
his jeans begin to wetten from his pre-cum as he traded toys and began anew.
 

Xander continued playing with Riley for nearly two hours. It had taken him an
hour before he had broken the soldier, causing Riley to finally scream out.
Xander had gone slowly, taking pleasure in causing the man pain. He had never
realized what it would be like to have such power and control over another
human being. He put the whip down and surveyed his work, noticing the new
marks and the blood that was flowing freely. His dark eyes found Willow who
was still watching with a small, proud smile. He saw the wetness that was
covering her cunt lips and seemed to be leaking to the chair beneath her.
Without thinking, he unfastened his pants, pushing them off as he walked. He
kneeled down, entering her in one thrust, groaning as her cool tightness
engulfed him. He pounded into her fast and furious, her nails digging into
his skin as they moved together in a rough mating. She screamed out, her cunt
milking him as he came. Looking at her, he was surprised when she didn't
bite. Remembering Riley, he realized that she was still caught in her role of
Buffy.
 

Willow pushed Xander off of her, his cum mixing with her own and covering her
cunt and the chair. Looking at Riley she saw him watching with hate filled
eyes. Smiling, she said, "Bring him to me."
 

Xander stood and unfastened the chains on Riley, noticing with a smile that
the bigger man didn't even attempt to fight him. He took Riley towards Willow
and pushed him to the ground at Willow's command.
 

"I'm all wet," she said in a childish voice, her eyes daring him to object.
"Clean me up."
 

Riley balked, a wave of disgust covering him at her words. He moaned in pain
as a hand twisted in his hair, pushing his face against her wetness. He began
to lick hesitantly, tasting her and Angel. He frowned when he realized that
she tasted different. Sweeter. He closed his eyes and ran his tongue over the
length of her cunt, swirling it around her clit. She was intoxicating.
 

Willow groaned as he began to seriously lick her cunt. She felt his tongue on
her clit and smiled as she looked at Xander. "Seems you've got a problem."
 

He scowled, looking down at his still hard cock. He had cum once but was
still hard. "Yeah, seems so."
 

She moved her legs around Riley's back, capturing him as she nodded, "Let him
take care of it."
 

Xander's cock pulsed at her words, his eyes moving along the tight ass
kneeling in front of him. He ran his hand over his cock, her juices mixed
with his as he contemplated whether or not he could actually do what she
suggested. Riley moved slightly as he buried his head in Willow's cunt,
making his ass cheeks clench and the small rosebud between them flash Xander.
Without thinking, Xander was kneeling behind the larger man, his hand
spreading the cheeks and his cock finding the tight rosebud. He saw Riley
freeze and start to struggle, the action only causing Xander to smile and
Willow to laugh. He slowly pushed the head of his cock into Riley, moaning at
the heated pleasure his cock was feeling. With one thrust, he buried himself
in Riley's virgin ass, his balls touching the other man's. He heard a loud
scream followed by a moan as Riley's head went up, his back straightening.
Xander ran his hand over the bloody back, his eyes catching Willow's as he
began to move. She was smiling, her hand holding Riley's head against her
cunt as she moved against his tongue.
 

"Make him cum," she mouthed to Xander, knowing that that would hurt Riley far
worse than the rape actually would. To have him find pleasure from the act,
that would make him hate Buffy even more.
 

Xander nodded, his free hand moving underneath Riley and finding the
soldier's hard cock. He began to stroke it as he moved, knowing he wouldn't
last long in the tight warmth of Riley's ass. Soon, he was grunting as he
filled Riley's ass with his cum. He felt Riley spasm against his hand, liquid
covering it as the man came. Xander pulled his cock free, noticing the cum
mixed with the blood from the invasion of Riley's ass. Willow grabbed Riley's
head, lifting it and seeing the look of true defeat in his eyes.
 

"Why would I have ever wanted you when I have him?" she asked softly. "You
were nothing, Riley. You never were. Just something to play with. You are my
toy. Nothing more. You never will be. Do you understand?"
 

"Yes," he said weakly.
 

"Such a weak little loser," she said with a condescending smile.
 

His eyes flashed at her words causing her to smile. She refastened his
chains, smiling at his look of disobedience. Soon, he would be ready, she
decided with a smile. "Angel, shall we?"
 

Xander nodded, taking her arm. "I'm ready, Buffy."
 

They left the room, leaving Riley chained up and even more confused and angry
than before.

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