Chapter 1



“If you want me to leave, you’re going to have to put your hands on my hot tight little body and make me” Spike Giles
smirked as he popped a pretzel into his mouth.
Buffy Summers, his latest conquest, rolled her eyes and walked away. She made her way over to a group of her
girlfriends, Willow, Anya and Cordelia.

They had come to this frat party at Cordelia’s suggestion, make that demand. The last person Buffy had wanted to run
into was that arrogant jackass, Spike. “You didn’t think he was so arrogant last weekend when you were riding him like
he was Man O War.” Buffy thought to herself then shuddered the thought off.

“You so totally did him, you slut” Cordy winked at Buffy.
“What are you talking about?” Buffy played innocent.
“You know…it’s written all over your face.” Cordy goaded her.
“She did what to whom?” Willow piped in oblivious.
“She boinked Spike Giles’ brains out last Saturday. You know? The night she didn’t come home until the morning and
she looking like she had been fucked into the ground” Anya replied with a smile.
“Oh…” Willow went wide-eyed. “But. You wouldn’t do that, would you Buffy? I mean you hate Spike. You are always
complaining about how many classes you have together and what a jerk he is. Not to mention a pompous, self
righteous, arrogant, rude, vulgar and cocky big dumb guy” Willow babbled.

Buffy got her deer in the headlight look. Oh, hell, what was the point in lying now. Cordy and Anya already knew and
would never let it go. She might as well lie in the bed she made. And boy did she ever make it.
“Umm...Willow…I...uhh...kinda…uhh…Cordy and Anya are right…” Buffy began.
“But? But? Why did you say all those things about him of you like him?” Willow asked.
“Well, I never said I liked him” Buffy answered.
“But...you have sex with him right?” Willow questioned.
“Well, yeah.” Buffy responded.
“O.K. but it was one of those, just once, I kind of lost my mind for a minute and it didn’t ever happen again?” Willow
squeaked out.
“No, it was lots of times and lots of different ways. I could draw sketches” Buffy smiled coyly.
“BUFFY!”

Cordy and Anya burst out in laughter and soon Buffy joined in. Finally a smile began to spread on Willow’s shocked
face.
“Girlfriend! You have GOT to tell us THIS story” Cordy draped her arm over Buffy’s shoulder.
“And leave no details out! I want it all” Anya jumped in.
“Oh God. You guys are so bad. Buffy, how could you do this? You think he is a jerk and don’t like him at all but you….
you…had sex with him?” Willow tried being serious again.
“He is a jerk but you should see him naked, I mean really!” Buffy explained with a huge grin.

Huge bubbles of laughter sprung forth again from the group of slightly inebriated college girls.
“Come on; let’s go back to our dorm. We’ll pig out on junk food and Buffy will spill the beans about all of Spike’s salty
naked goodness” Cordy pushed the other girls out the door as Spike watched them from the shadowed corner with a
smirk on his face. He waited a few moments and then grabbed his leather duster and headed out the door to follow
them.

The four girls stopped at an all night convenience store and grabbed some ice cream, chips, candy bars and anything
else they could junk out on then proceeded to Buffy and Willow’s dorm room which was on the first floor of their
residence hall. Cordy and Anya shared a room upstairs but Buffy and Willow’s was nicer and bigger. More comfy for
sleepovers.

The girls all flopped down and began munching along with passing around a bottle of wine Anya had grabbed.
“O.K. come on Buffy. We’re dying here! Tell us!” Anya egged her on.
“Yeah, Buff. Tell us! Tell us! We wanna know all about how Spike nailed you” Cordy grinned.
“Hey! Maybe I’m the one who nailed him!” Buffy shouted.
“Oh...do tell” Willow smiled, getting into it with the rest of the girls even more with each swallow of wine she drank.

“O.K. Alright already! I’ll tell. But NO interrupting! Let me finish and then you guys can say all you want. Deal?” Buffy
looked at all of them.
“Deal” they all chimed in unison.
“Alright…well…it all started when…” Buffy began as Spike stood outside Willow’s open window listening in to every word
Buffy said.
 

Chapter 2


“Hey, Goldilocks! Wait up!” the sexy British accent called out to her as she tried to make her way through the mass of
other students exiting the lecture hall.
Too late, Spike Giles had caught up with her. She cringed in a mixture of revulsion and excitement. For you see, Spike
Giles was the most arrogant, cocky, smirking son of a bitch that ever walked the face of the earth. She sighed to herself.
He was also the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on in her entire life. She hated him!

“Why you always running away from me, luv?” Spike smirked.
“Uhh, maybe it’s because of my total disgust with being in your presence?” Buffy snarked back at him.
“Oh...you wound me, pet” he mocked being stabbed in the heart.
“Are you stalking me, Spike? Cause you know, not so sexy.” Buffy spat out.
“Yeah and you’re at a Saturday lecture because you’re a genius who loves class and studying even on weekends”
Spike all but called her stupid.
“I’ll have you know that I’ve been signed up for this special guest speaker for weeks you bleached big dumb jerk!” she
huffed.
“I love it when you get all flustered. Rosy cheeks, fire in your eyes…” Spike taunted her.
“I’m not flustered. I’m frustrated! With you!” Buffy replied.
“Well, you know…you shouldn’t let all that sexual frustration build up, luv. Need some help with that?” Spike grinned.
“You! You! Ugh!!!! Good riddance, Spike!” Buffy turned and stomped off.

Spike stood there watching the blonde spitfire walk away from him. God, he wanted her. It has been about 6 months
since they had first met and he had never met a woman like her before. One that rejected him! Him! He got any woman
he ever wanted but no, not this one. The one he wanted the most. She eluded him. But not for long.

“Come on...when are we going to get to the part about his huge penis?” Anya broke in.
“Anya!” Willow yelled.
“Didn’t you promise not to interrupt? I’m getting there! Give me time!” Buffy responded.
“Go on, Buffy!” Cordelia motioned for her to continue her story.
“O.K. so where was I?” Buffy started again.

Spike found Buffy sitting in the small café just off campus. He slowly sauntered over to her and sat down across from
her, spreading his legs and slouching in his seat like he owned the place.
“Can I buy you a cuppa, luv?” he asked her.
“I already have a….”cuppa” she mocked him, “and why are you sitting here? Talking to me? Like we’re some kind of
talking buddies?” Buffy said bitchily.
“Right then. You want to just skip to the kissing then?” Spike winked.
“Arghh!! You just don’t give up, do you? What does it take?” Buffy said in exasperation.
“Not much, pet. I’m easy” Spike answered.
“Yeah, so I hear. And yet you somehow think I’d want some of…that” she pointed to his torso.

“Think? I KNOW, luv” he rose in his seat and leaned over the table so his mouth was mere inches from her face.
Buffy felt her heart begin to race and her palms were sweating.
“Stop...please...go away” she whispered.
“I will if you’ll go out with me tonight” Spike dared her.
“Spike…why are you so adamant on going out with me? You’ve got plenty of girls to choose from. Why me?” Buffy
questioned him.
“I don’t want those other girls, Buffy. I want you.” He looked deep in her eyes with those to die for blue eyes of his. Guh!
Just say yes, Buffy, she thought. He is an ass but geez, those eyes. Damn. Just say yes. Yes. Yes…before she knew it
the words were becoming audible, “Yes”
“Finally! What a poor bloke has to do to get you to go out with him!” Spike teased her.
“You better not try any funny stuff either Mister” Buffy warned him.
“Sure, luv, no funny stuff” he winked. “I’ll meet you here at…7 and we’ll go from there, O.K.?” Spike inquired.
“Sure…7…bye” Buffy was already up and out the door.

“So, what happened next???” Willow burst out, almost completely drunk now.
“Willow! You were yelling at me before for interrupting” Anya chastised her.
“Well…uhh...I’m her best friend so I’m allowed” Willow slurred.
“For Pete’s sake…let her finish…dammit” Cordy swore.
“We’re getting to the good stuff, I promise” Buffy grinned.
Spike leaned against the building outside; trying to get comfortable as he figured this was going to be a long night.

Spike was there at 7 sharp. Actually he was there at 6:30 but who is counting? He’d tried for months and finally his Buffy
was going out with him. He said a silent prayer of thanks and told himself repeatedly not to muck this up. Spike’s public
persona was just what everyone thought of him. Just what Buffy thought of him. Deep down, no one knew of his inner
William that still resided there. Sure, he had dated quite a few ladies. The misconception was that he slept with them all
though. O.K., well he had slept with some of them but not all. His reputation was blown way out of proportion. Of course,
he never bothered to correct anyone. Let them think what they want. Except for Buffy. He would show her, he wanted
her and no one else.

“Spike! Wake up!” her voice pierced his thoughts. Speak of the devil.
“You’re late” Spike said.
“It’s 7:03, Spike. Jesus. Are you timing me with a stop watch?” Buffy replied.
“Chinese, Italian or Mexican?” Spike questioned her.
“I take it we’re going to dinner?” Buffy replied.
“No, I’m asking your preference for the person we’re going to pick up for our threesome later” Spike teased.
“You’re a pig, Spike. Chinese” Buffy answered him.
“My car’s right down the street, luv.” Spike placed his hand on her back and guided her along the sidewalk.

He opened her door for her like a gentleman and she slid into his monster of a car.
He came around the driver’s side and slid in himself.
“You call this a car? It’s more like a houseboat” Buffy looked around.
“She’s a classic and a lady. Like you. So I would be nice to her if I was you” Spike smiled.
Buffy’s heart thumped an extra beat at his compliment.
Spike started the engine and pulled away from the curb.

They arrived at the restaurant 15 minutes later. Surprisingly enough to Buffy, Spike was a perfect gentleman throughout
dinner. They talked about school and what they planned on doing afterwards and their hobbies and interests. They
were actually getting along.
After they were finished, Spike paid the bill and then escorted Buffy back out to the car.

“Where to now?” Buffy asked him as he pulled out of the parking space.
“Does that mean you can stomach my company for a while longer?” Spike joked.
“Well…I suppose so” Buffy smiled.
“Umm...I know a place.” Spike drove off.
“What place?” Buffy questioned.
“You’ll see. It’s my secret place. Where I go when I want to be alone…to think” Spike confided in her.
“And you’re taking me there?” Buffy inquired.
“Yep” Spike answered.
“Do you take all of your girls there?” Buffy grilled him.
“Does that mean you’re my girl, Buffy?” Spike didn’t let the wording of her last comment slide.
“Umm...no...er...what I meant...” Buffy stammered.
“No, luv. I don’t. I have never taken anyone else here.” Spike cut her off with a smile.
“Oh” Buffy said softly then looked out the window and they sat in comfortable silence for the remainder of the trip.

Spike had pulled off the main road onto an old dusty country road that seemed to wind and wind for miles. He finally
came to a wooded area and pulled the Desoto over onto the grass off of the road.
“We’re here” he said as he turned off the engine.
Buffy looked around. It looked like a scene out of some teenage slash flick.
“You’re not some kind of serial killer rapist are you?” Buffy questioned him, half serious.
“Buffy, we can leave right now if you want. I won’t be upset. I promise you. I’m not a serial killer.” He said sincerely.
“Alright…show me your secret place” Buffy smiled.
Spike mocked starting to unbuckle his belt.
“SPIKE!” Buffy’s eyes grew wide.
“Oh! You meant my OTHER secret place” he laughed.
“Ugh...you may not be a serial killer but you are still a pig” Buffy punched his shoulder.
“Ouch! Damn girl, you don’t know your own strength” he rubbed his arm.
“Come on you big baby” Buffy bravely got out of the car.

Spike got out and went to the trunk and took out a blanket, a flashlight and what appeared to be a picnic basket.
“A picnic at 10 at night?” Buffy raised an eyebrow.
“It’s just some champagne, water and glasses.” Spike informed her.
He reached his hand out and she placed her smaller one in his. He led her down a narrow dirt path that weaved its way
through the woods and then broke into a clearing that sat on the banks of a small lake with a little mini waterfall tumbling
over the higher rocks. The moon was almost full and illuminated the scene before her. The sky was filled with stars and
the lake shimmered. It was utterly breath taking.
“Oh, Spike. It’s beautiful” Buffy breathed out.
“Not as beautiful as you” he told her then looked away quickly.

He spread the blanket out on the grassy bank and set the basket down to the side of it. He reached his hand out to her
again as he assisted her to sit down and then he lowered himself joining her. They sat there holding hands staring at
the lake and sky listening to the calming sounds of the waterfall.

“Christ! That is the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard!” Cordy burst out of her silence.
Buffy rolled her eyes and sighed. “Dammit you guys. Do you want me to finish or not? You keep interrupting!”
“Sorry!” they all said in unison.
“Please don’t stop there, Buffy. We wanna know ALL the rest…come on...no holding out” Willow smiled.
“Yes...the orgasms are coming soon, right?” Anya blurted out.
“Yes, Anya. There are MANY orgasms “coming”!” Buffy smirked.
“Alright…so anyway…then he…” Buffy began again.
 

Chapter 3

Then Spike turned to look at Buffy, taking her chin in his hand and turning her face towards his.
“I’m not going to ask you if I can kiss you. I’m just going to do it” Spike said before pressing his lips softly against hers.
Buffy responded pushing her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues danced with each other, giving and taking. Buffy
brought her hands up to twine them around Spike’s neck and gently stroked the hair at the base of his skull with her
fingers.

Spike pulled away first, searching Buffy’s eyes for a sign that it was alright to proceed. She pressed her lips to his again,
attacking his mouth with her hunger. He had his sign.
He lowered her onto her back and pressed himself alongside her length. They kissed as if they were starving for each
other.

Buffy yanked Spike’s t-shirt out of his jeans where it was tucked in and brought her hands up underneath to caress his
bare back. Her hands roamed over his smooth muscled skin. He sat up a bit and pulled it completely off much to her
pleasure. She reached up and grazed her thumbs over the pebbles of his nipples enticing a groan from him.

“God, how I want you” Spike murmured.
“God help me, but I want you too, Spike” Buffy pulled him back down to her and attacked his mouth again while arching
her body up into his. She rolled him so that she was on top and sat up astride him. She moved her hands to the buttons
on her shirt and slowly pulled each through their respective holes. Once all were undone, she parted the fabric and slid
the garment off her shoulders revealing a red lacy bra.
Spike reached up and cupped each breast in his hands, rubbing the already hardening nipples through the lacy fabric
causing an incredible friction of sensation. Buffy arched her back into his hands and moaned as he brought the stiff
peaks to an even greater hardness.

Buffy’s skirt was bunched up around her thighs and her damp panties pressed against the crotch of Spike’s jeans. He
grinded himself up into her mound. Buffy moved off him and stood then reached up under her skirt and slowly brought
her matching red lace panties down. Once off, she held then by her finger, dangling them in front of Spike.
“I don’t usually do this on the first date, Spike. I want you to know I’m not that kind of girl” Buffy told him.
“What kind of girl is that?” Spike propped himself up on his elbows.
“The kind that just fucks a guy one time the first night she meets him.” Buffy replied.
“Well, seeing as this isn’t the first time we met and I plan on having you fuck me many more times than just once, I guess
you really aren’t that kind of girl” Spike smirked then reached out and grabbed her panties bringing them to his nose
and inhaling her aroma.

Something inside Buffy snapped and she felt the need to prove something to Spike and herself. Buffy moved back down
to her knees and grabbed his belt buckle, pulling it open then roughly pulling it out of the loops all the way. Before he
knew what was happening, she had yanked his arms above his head and wrapped the belt tightly around his wrists
immobilizing them.
“Buffy, what are you doing?” Spike questioned.
Buffy smacked him across the face hard enough to leave a slight sting but light enough not to leave a red hand imprint.
Spike’s eyes grew wide. His little goldilocks was proving to be quite the paradox.

“You like being in control all the time, don’t you, Spike? Always the predator. Never the prey. How about you get a taste
of your own medicine?” Buffy moved back down his body and none too gently, unzipped his jeans then pulled them
down his legs. His enormous erection sprang forth out at her, angry and red.
“I should’ve known you’d go commando, Spike. So predictable” she tsked at him wagging her finger.
She pulled off his boots and socks so she could remove his jeans fully. She retrieved her panties from where they had
fallen at their side when she belted his hands together and brought them up to his mouth.
“Open up, baby” she commanded him.

“Buffy…maybe it’s me that should be scared that you’re the one who is the serial killer” Spike half teased feeling rather
vulnerable and uneasy yet strangely aroused in his current predicament.
“Ssshhh...No talking, Spike. You’ve been a bad boy and bad boys need to be quiet” Buffy shoved her panties into his
mouth effectively gagging him.
Buffy wiggled out of her skirt and removed her bra so that she was as naked as he was. She stood up over him and
walked around him examining him every which way like he was a piece of meat.
“You know what Spike?”
He couldn’t speak and motioned with his eyes to his gagged mouth reminding her of that fact. Buffy swept down on top
of him pressing her full naked length against his. She pressed her forehead to his and looked deep in his eyes.

“I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even
dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit
more.” She taunted him.

Spike groaned behind the panty gag. Buffy slid her ass down into position and grasped his rock hard cock that was
dripping with pre-cum. She wedged the mushroom shaped head into her tight entrance and pushed down onto him, inch
by agonizing inch as she watched his eyes roll back in his head.
“Ohhhh yeah” she moaned as she sunk down until he was seated inside her to the hilt.

“I’m sorry but I gotta know! How big was it? Huh Huh?” Anya begged Buffy to tell her.
“He had to be at least 10 inches. He had the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen.” Buffy smiled.
“You’ve only seen two others though, right, Buffy?” Willow asked.
“Yes but I’m sure Spike would take the cake against anyone else” Buffy said dreamily.
“Way to go Buffy. Let your inner Dominatrix out. I knew there had to be a reason I stay friends with you” Cordy high fived
her.
Spike still stood outside listening. He found himself growing hard just listening to Buffy recount their sexual escapades.
He reached down and adjusted himself and continued to listen as Buffy started to speak again.

Buffy began bouncing up and down on Spike’s cock, rotating her hips in figure eights. She placed her hands on his
chest for leverage and slammed her pelvis down into his over and over, taking all of him so deep inside her.
“Oh God, Spike…you’re as big as a horse. Fuck! Are you my pony, Spike? My pony boy? Gonna ride you pony…oh
yeah” she moved up and down over and over.
Spike had never experienced such wantonness from a woman. Especially someone like Buffy who never seemed to
have this inside of her from the outside viewing. He definitely knew he loved this woman now.

He lifted his hips with each of her downward thrusts, causing them to slam into each other and hit just the right spot
inside of her. She reached up and started playing with her own breasts and nipples as she rode him. He watched her
slide her one hand down her stomach and to her slight nest of curls, then insinuate a finger inside to rub her little
nubbin of pleasure. She pinched her nipples with one hand and flicked her clit with the other while giving him the best
ride of his life.

“Oh yeah…fuck…yeah…Spike? What’s your real name?” Buffy panted above him.
Spike never told anyone his real name. Buffy reached up and pulled the panties out of his mouth. He immediately told
her, his mind riddled with passion, lust and a need to please this exquisite creature above him.
“William” he groaned.
“Ahh...William….Billy…my sweet little Willy…I’m going to cum all over your big cock, William. Would you like that?” Buffy
thrust down hard on him again.
“Ahh…yeah…Buffy…please...luv, Jesus…” Spike begged her.
“But you’re not allowed to cum, William. I’ll be very mad if you do. You don’t cum until I tell you to. Do you understand
me, William?” Buffy looked him in then eye.
“Ohhh God…I’ll try...” Spike replied.

Buffy smacked his cheek again, a bit harder this time. “You’ll do more than try. You’ll do, period.” Buffy resumed riding
him at a gallop.
“Unnghhh...yeah...almost there…fuck...you’re so big...ohh…ahhhh…so deep…annnnnnnnhhhhhh….yeah...oh yeah…I’
m cumming…I’m cumming...feel it…feel me William…coating that cock in my juices…do you feel it, baby?” Buffy rode out
her orgasm as Spike whimpered beneath her, willing himself not to cum as well.

Once her convulsions stopped, she slid her dripping wet pussy off his cock.
“I’m thirsty. Pour me some of that champagne” she smiled at him.
“Uhh...luv, kinda tied up at the moment” Spike motioned to his hands still above his head wrapped in his belt.
“Oh...oops...” Buffy giggled. “Sorry, almost forgot” she reached up and untied him.
He sat up and rubbed his wrists then looked at her, astonishment written all over his face.

“What?” she finally said.
“Nothing…just...not exactly how I pictured out first time going” Spike responded.
“What? It didn’t live up to your expectations or your previous exploits?” Buffy felt herself becoming insecure and agitated.
“No, luv, quite the contrary. It surpassed them all. I’m just in a state of shock is all. And my cock is so hard, I think I could
pound nails with it.” He grimaced.
“Well, be a good boy and pour me some champagne like I asked and we’ll see what we can do about that.” She smiled
sweetly at him.

Spike reached over and grabbed the bottle and a glass out of the basket and then popped the bottle open and poured
her a glass. He handed it to her and she drank it all down in one gulp.
“Another, please” she handed him the glass back,
He poured her another one and then himself one. He stared at her as he sipped his.
“You sure are something else Miss Buffy Summers” he told her.
“You have no idea…” Buffy began.

“Hey! Do you smell that?” Cordy piped up.
“What?” Anya asked.
“That smell...like smoke...” Cordy answered.
“Yeah, I smell it too” Willow stood up on wobbly legs.
Spike froze outside the window then dropped his cigarette to his feet and smashed it out. Stupid git! He told himself. The
window is open and they can smell your smoke. He scooted farther down the building more into the shadows and stood
very still.
Willow went to the window and looked out, seeing nothing but smelling the lingering traces of smoke.
“Must’ve been someone walking by smoking. There’s nobody out there” she turned and came back and sat down.
“Ok...now that that mystery is solved, can I get back to the rest?” Buffy inquired.
“Yes, please. I’m enjoying your orgasms.” Anya smiled as the other girls looked at her with the strangest of expressions.
“So...there we were drinking champagne and feeling no pain…” Buffy continued.
 

Chapter 4


Buffy put her and Spike’s empty glasses back in the basket. She took the champagne bottle from him and pushed him
down on his back again.
“You’re not gonna tie me up again are you, luv?” Spike inquired.
“Didn’t you enjoy it?” Buffy replied.
“Yes, very much so but I want to be able to touch you too” Spike told her.
“You think your cock inside me isn’t touching me, Spike? You WERE touching me” Buffy smiled at him.
“I wasn’t planning on tying you up now anyway. I have something else in mind” Buffy tipped the bottle and poured the
remaining bubbly all over Spike’s rock hard cock, belly and thighs.

“Yeeeshhh” Spike made a sound feeling the cool liquid hit his flaming hot skin.
Buffy threw the bottle to the side and then leaned over him, making sure he could see what she was doing and that her
golden locks weren’t obstructing his view and swallowed his engorged cock into her warm, moist mouth.
“Ohhh Christ…..” Spike moaned.

Buffy sucked him up and down a few times then removed her mouth and licked and nipped at his belly and then thighs
finally coming back to his poor tortured cock once again.
“Fuck, Buffy…please…suck it baby” Spike told her.
Buffy wrapped her one hand around the base and with the other massaged his balls, “Beg me” she ordered him.
Spike thrust his hips up trying to make contact with her mouth, “Please…Buffy…please…suck me…I need it so bad…I
need you…oh God...I’m begging you...please” Spike’s lust filled brain rattled off.

“Good boy” Buffy winked at him and lowered her head once more. She took the spongy head into her mouth again and
tongued it all around the ridge then slowly moved her mouth down to take as much of his length inside as she could,
then back up again, creating a vacuum of wet friction.
“Ohhh…Yeah….yeah…Buffy…just like that…so fucking good…ahhhhh” Spike was delirious with pleasure.

Buffy reached up a finger to Spike’s mouth and inserted it, having him lick it. She removed the wet digit and brought it
back down to where the current main attraction was and wedged it between his legs. She started sucking harder and at
the same time, pushed her moistened finger into Spike’s puckered opening.

His ass shot up off the blanket, cock thrusting hard into her mouth when she did so and without even being able to give
the slightest warning, he exploded into her mouth, shooting streams of creamy cum down her throat.
“Unnnghhhhhhhh...Fuck Yes! Jesus!” he screamed as he unloaded into her willing mouth.

Once the spasms stopped, Buffy removed her mouth and finger from him. She reached into the basket and pulled out a
water bottle and took a swallow then replaced it as Spike lay there in a haze of pleasure. He reached out and stroked
her arm, pulling her down into his embrace.
“Buffy…oh Buffy...my sweet little Buffy” Spike cooed into her ear as he placed kisses along the top of her head.

Buffy moved up out of his arms.
“What? Where are you going, baby?” Spike questioned her.
She straddled his chest and then scooted up until her pussy was inches from his mouth.
“Go on then, get to work” she grinned down at him. “You didn’t think I was through with you yet, did you?”
“Damn, Buffy…who would’ve known underneath your good girl clothes that…” Spike began.
“What? That I like being fucked and sucking cock and getting eaten out?” Buffy provided the words for him.

The mental pictures alone she conjured were enough to bring his soft cock back to full arousal.
“Spike, has anyone ever told you that you talk too much? Sometimes I think you talk just to hear your own voice. You’re
gonna use that motor mouth for something else for a change. Now shut up and eat my pussy” Buffy inched up, hovering
her pretty pink glistening parts directly over his face.

Spike reached up and grabbed her hips. Bitch, thinks she can order me around like a slave, he thought. I’ll show her
who’s in control. He pulled her down to his mouth and attacked her quivering flesh with his lips and tongue. Buffy arched
her back and rode his mouth. He sucked her clit until she was almost ready to explode then backed off and inserted his
long tongue into her, thrusting in and out, simulating intercourse.

Spike brought one hand up from her hip and roughly shoved two long fingers up inside her as he teased her clit with his
tongue.
“Ohhhh...God…Spike…Ohhhh…so good…fuck…I love it…Ohhh God...I love it…fuck me with that tongue…make me
cum…” Buffy panted above him.
Spike added another finger to her tight cunny and thought to himself, turnabout is fair play as he reached a fourth
finger back and pushed it into her ass.
“OHHHHHHHH…FUCK…” Buffy roared.
Spike removed his mouth from her for a moment but continued thrusting his fingers inside both her tight holes.

“You like that, eh? Like getting finger fucked up that dripping wet pussy and tight little ass of yours? I’m gonna fuck you
into the ground, Buffy. You’ll find it difficult to walk after I get through abusing that poor little pussy. And you’re gonna
love every minute of it…Christ…you taste so fucking good baby…gonna make you cum all over my face now…” Spike
rambled on and then fastened his mouth once again to her swollen sex.

Buffy heard his words and they enflamed her even more then she felt his hot mouth devouring her again. It was almost
more than she could stand as her body began to tremble in preparation of her orgasm. Spike continued eating her for
all he was worth.
“OHHHHH HOLY FUCK…I’M CUMMING….SPIKE...I’M CUMMING…” Buffy cried out.

Spike let go of her pussy with his mouth and to his amazement, watched as a stream of cum squirted out of her,
drenching his face. He had heard of women who could do this but had never experienced it before for himself. Christ,
almighty. Instinctively, he stuck his tongue out to lap up Buffy’s ejaculate as she writhed and flopped on top of him.
“Fuck...baby...that’s it. Squirt it into my mouth...Give it to me. All of it...Mmmmm...Tastes so good…fuck, you’re
incredible” Spike moaned between licks and swallows.

Buffy finally collapsed, exhausted. Spike pushed her off him to his side gently and cradled her in his arms. Buffy’s face
was tinged with pink in embarrassment. She had been enjoying playing Dominatrix Buffy but she felt she had done
everything she was capable of doing and now she had to go back to being just Buffy and her previous actions made her
blush as she came down from her high, not to mention the fact that she was mortified she just squirted all over Spike’s
face. That had only happened to her before when she’d been alone masturbating. The first time, she thought she had
pissed herself. She now knew that wasn’t the case but it didn’t make it any less embarrassing.

Spike felt her stiffen in his arms.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked her turning to look at her face.
“Nothing” she said quickly.
Spike noticed the tell tale signs of her blushing and embarrassment. How cute this is, he thought. She just rides me like
a horse then sucks my cock better than anyone I’ve ever been with then fucks my face with her pussy like an
experienced courtesan and now she is all innocent and blushing. Spike grinned to himself. Looks like it’s my turn to
show little Miss Buffy who’s on top, he thought.

Spike moved so she was lying on her back and he hovered over her.
“My cock is so hard for you. Gonna drive into you so hard you scream” Spike teased her.
“Ohh...God...Spike…I’m so sensitive down there...and exhausted…I don’t know if I can...” Buffy began.
“Didn’t I tell you I was gonna fuck you into the ground, little girl? I’m a man of my word, Buffy.” Spike poised his full to
bursting erection at her entrance.
“Ahhhh…” Buffy moaned feeling him push ever so slightly inside.

Spike reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, tugging on it.
“You played the Mistress very well, sweet little Buffy. My hat’s off to you…or rather, my pants…but now you’re gonna
see what it’s like to be the one on bottom. By the time this night ends, you’ll know who your lord and master is, won’t you
baby?” Spike growled and thrust in deep and hard.

“I gotta go to the bathroom!” Anya jumped up.
“Uh...yeah...me too” Willow seconded her.
“Alright. Go on…hurry back” Buffy told them.
After the two girls left, Cordy looked at Buffy and said, “I’ll bet you 20 bucks that Anya went to diddle herself, not just go
pee.”
Buffy laughed, “Hey…I’ll bet you double that that WILLOW diddles herself too”
Both girls laughed.

Spike smiled outside at his Buffy’s laughter. Damn, why did he have to go and be such a stupid git and muck everything
up? He had to find a way to let her know what she meant to him. He just had to.
 

Chapter 5


Twenty minutes later a rather flushed Anya and Willow returned to the dorm room. Buffy and Cordy smiled knowingly at
each other. The girls grabbed some sodas and got comfortable again for Buffy to resume her story.

Under my thumb, the girl who once had me down
Under my thumb, the girl who once pushed me around

Spike reached down and shoved Buffy’s legs up high and wide, increasing the hardness of his thrusts into her heated
center. He pounded into her over and over, slamming so deep it almost bordered on pain for Buffy. And she couldn’t get
enough.
“That’s it. Fuck, Buffy. You’re so bloody tight. Gonna fuck you raw. Gonna make you mine.” Spike growled at her as he
fucked her into oblivion.

It's down to me, the difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come, she's under my thumb

Just as Buffy was about to explode in orgasm, Spike pulled out of her and sat up on his knees.
“What? Why did you stop? Oh God! I need…I was almost...ohh.” Buffy babbled.
“Turn over Buffy.” Spike said in a low voice.
“Huh? Why?” Buffy asked.
“Because I said so, that’s why” Spike demanded.

Buffy felt a rush of excitement and a thrill of fear at the sound of Spike’s slightly menacing voice. Buffy rolled over onto
her stomach.
“Get on your knees and keep your head and upper body on the ground. Lift your ass up in the air. Yeah, like that. That’
s a good girl” Spike instructed her as she complied.
“Spike...” Buffy began.
“Ssshhh, Buffy. Now, reach your hands back and hold your ass cheeks open.” Spike ordered her.
“What? WHAT?” Buffy said in shock.
“You heard me, Buffy. Now do as I say.” Spike told her in a low authoritative voice.

She tentatively reached back and spread herself as he had told her to.
“Mmmm...beautiful. Everywhere you’re beautiful, Buffy. Tell me now, has anyone ever been here before?” he asked her
as he pressed a single finger to her pink puckered opening.
Buffy squirmed and whimpered a soft, “No…never”.
“Good…it looks like I’ll get to boldly go where no man has gone before then” Spike chuckled as Buffy’s face flamed red.
“Please don’t hurt me, Spike” Buffy whispered.

Spike draped himself over her back and leaned down, his lips an inch from her left ear.
“I think you want me to hurt you though, don’t you, Buffy?” he whispered huskily and she shivered in desire underneath
his weight.
Spike leaned back up and reached one hand between her thighs, inserting several fingers into her dripping wet pussy,
collecting the fluids that had gathered there. He brought them up to his final destination and slowly slid a wet finger
inside her back entrance, stretching and preparing her for his larger organ.

Ain’t it the truth babe? Under my thumb
The squirming’ dog who’s just had her day
Under my thumb, a girl who has just changed her ways
It's down to me, yes it is. The way she does just what she's told
Down to me, the change has come, she's under my thumb

Buffy whimpered and moaned in an uncomfortable pleasure as Spike worked another finger inside her.
“It’s your turn to beg, Buffy. Tell me to fuck that pretty ass of yours.” Spike commanded her.
“Spike…I…I…can’t…” Buffy sputtered.
“Tell me Buffy. If you can do it, you can say it, girl. Now tell me what I want to hear” Spike added a third finger.
“OH God!....Spike…please.” Buffy cried out.
“Say it, Buffy. Say, ‘I want you to fuck me in the ass, Spike’ Say it” Spike removed his fingers and positioned his cock,
hard and dripping with pre-cum at her puckered hole.
“I…I want…you to…fff fuck...me” Buffy stammered.
“Fuck you where, Buffy?” Spike persisted.
“My…mmyy ass…fuck me in the ass, Spike…please” Buffy was beyond all reason.

Spike slowly began pushing in, inch by inch.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh” Buffy moaned.
“Jesus, Buffy. I thought your pussy was tight. Christ…fuck...so damn good. Feels so damn good.” Spike pushed further
in.
“That’s it, pet. Take me in. Take me all the way in” He was in to the hilt, balls smashed up against her. He remained still
a few moments allowing them both to adjust to the new sensation. Buffy began wiggling her ass against him though and
clenching and unclenching her muscles and he couldn’t stay still any longer.

Under my thumb, a Siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb, she’s the sweetest, hmmm, pet in the world
It's down to me. The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come, she's under my thumb

Spike began a slow pace of thrusting in and out of Buffy’s virgin hole. He looked down at his cock disappearing into her
ass and her own hands still holding her cheeks spread open to him. She was like a sacrificial lamb baring herself for his
assault. He drove into her harder and increased the pace of his thrusts to more fast ones.

“Are you mine, Buffy?” he grunted above her.
“Ahhh…Ohh…Spike” Buffy breathed.
“Answer me. Are you mine? How bad do you want to cum, Buffy?” Spike reached around and under and slid a finger
over her engorged clit.
“Unnnnghhhhh” Buffy screamed.
“Tell” THRUST “Me” THRUST “Now” THRUST.
“So bad…Spike…make me cum, please…I’m yours…please…please.” She begged and pleaded with him.

Spike flicked her clit as he pistoned in and out. Buffy began to feel heat spread throughout her entire body and she
started to tremble and shake all over. She was like a violin string right before it breaks.
“Cum for me now, Buffy. I wanna feel your cream all over my hand. Do it. NOW” Spike ordered.
Buffy saw stars as she shook in a mind numbing orgasm, her juices flooding out of her onto Spike’s hand still furiously
working her clit as he continued slamming in and out of her ass.
“Ohhhhhhhh….Spike……….cumming……..ahhhhhhhh” Buffy moaned.
“Fuck…that’s it, Buffy…so good…my good little girl…gonna cum too…gonna fill your pretty little ass up with my
cum…oh yeah…milk it out of me baby” Spike’s cock began jerking inside her spurting out his seed.

Ah, take it easy babe Yeah
It's down to me, oh yeah. The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come, She's under my thumb
Yeah, it feels alright

Spike pulled out of her and flopped down onto his back, spent. Buffy finally released her hold on her ass, arms aching
from being held back in that same position for so long. She collapsed her knees down in a heap. Embarrassed, she
stayed on her stomach, facing away from Spike. Spike reached over and stroked her back.
“You O.K., luv?” he questioned.
“Yeah” Buffy squeaked out, still not turning to face him.
“Then why won’t you look at me?” he inquired.
“Sorry…umm…errr…”Buffy stuttered.

Spike sat up and reached into the basket for one of the bottles of water. He stood and walked off of the blanket so as to
not get it wet, then proceeded to wash his cock off. Buffy, feeling his movement, finally rolled over and sat up to see
what he was doing. She wasn’t expecting to see him standing there naked as the day he was born, pouring water over
his dick.

“What are you doing?” Buffy asked him.
“What does it look like? I’m cleaning myself off.” Spike answered her.
“Ohh...” Buffy looked down. He was cleaning her off of him. She had never had anal sex before and her face flamed,
thinking what on earth could he be cleaning off. Oh God, what if she wasn’t “clean” down there, she thought mortified.
Spike saw her look down and sensed what she might be thinking.
“Buffy…there wasn’t anything on it…it’s alright, pet. Just not very safe to have regular or oral sex after anal without
being clean. Bacteria and infections and all that rot.” Spike explained.

“Does that mean you’re planning on having MORE sex tonight? Spike, you’re like the Energizer Bunny. You just keep
going and going” Buffy said in wonderment.
“What can I say? You keep making me hard. It’s your fault, Buffy” He grinned.
“I’m so sore. I don’t know if I can anymore, Spike” Buffy told him.
“Yeah, that’s what you said before too and we managed to work it out alright now didn’t we, pet?” Spike finished washing
himself with the water and then started waving his dick around to air dry it as he walked back towards Buffy. He had the
goofiest look on his face and she burst out laughing at watching him wave his cock at her. He laughed along. What a
Kodak moment it was.

Besides, I’ll be the one to decide when we’ve had enough” Spike told her as he sat back down next to her.
“Oh…is that right?” Buffy rolled her eyes.
“Yeah, it is. Don’t roll your eyes at me Buffy. Don’t make me have to punish you” Spike reached out a finger and trailed
it down her arm, eliciting goose bumps along the way.
“Hah. Yeah right. Punish me. You’re so funny” Buffy said looking up at him finally, her laughter dying in her throat at the
sinisterly serious look on his face.
GULP.
“Oh, Buffy. Were you even listening to me, before? Now, to be fair, I let you have your fun at first but I think we both
know who is in control here, don’t we?” Spike gripped one of her wrists.
“Don’t be an asshole, Spike” Buffy tried pulling away and flipped her hair over her shoulder in a haughty huff.

In seconds, Buffy found herself sprawled on her back with Spike straddling her chest. He pinned both of her hands
down on each side of her head with his own hands.
“Care to call me a name, again?” Spike looked down at her.
“Spike, please. Let me up.” Buffy squirmed.
“No. I don’t think I will. Not until you’ve serviced me.” Spike told her.
“Serviced you? Why you…” Buffy started.
“Now. Now. Tsk. Tsk. We don’t want to start the name calling again do we? Let’s find a better way to occupy your big
mouth, Buffy” Spike grinned and scooted closer up her chest so his once again hardening cock was pressing up against
her lips.

“Suck it, Buffy” Spike commanded her.
“Go suck yourself…”Buffy said and Spike pushed his cock in her mouth as she was speaking.
Buffy felt his engorged organ penetrate her mouth, the taste and smell of him was intoxicating and her protests died on
her lips as her mouth of its own accord responded to his demands and began sucking him in. She licked and nipped at
him then sucked him in deep.
“Oh…yeah…fuck...yes…you suck my cock so good, baby. Feels so good…wanna cum all over that pretty face. Gonna
drown you in my cum. Everywhere on your body. Your face, your tits, your belly, your ass. Cover you all up in my cum. I’
ll be all over you, Buffy.” Spike rambled on all his dirty words and dirty talk to her, making her suck him even harder.

Spike reached his hand back behind him, feeling between her legs, finding her clit to stroke in time with her sucks on his
cock.
“MMMM…” Buffy moaned around him still encased in her moist and soft mouth.
Spike continued his tweaking of her clit until she spasmed and came again. He felt his balls tightening as he prepared to
cum himself. At the last second, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and did as he had threatened before and shot his
load all over Buffy’s face, coating her in his thick creamy cum.
“Unnghhhh…fuck…yes……mmmmmmmm” he moaned as he released himself all over her face.

“I just marked you. You’re mine now, Buffy.” Spike looked down at her, his cum dripping off her chin.
“Yours Spike…” she breathed.
He climbed off her and took her in his arms, hugging her.
“No more name calling or not listening to what I tell you. We’ll rest a bit and then I’ll show you what it means to be mine,
Buffy” Spike said into her hair.
Spent and exhausted from cumming so much, Buffy didn’t have time to contemplate exactly what Spike meant before
she drifted off into sleep, cradled in his arms.

Under my thumb, her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb; well I can still look at someone else
It's down to me, oh that's what I said
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb

“Jesus, Buffy! You mean there is MORE?” Cordelia asked incredulously.
“Umm...yeah…a little” Buffy blushed a bit.
“I can’t believe you let this guy go. If I had a guy that gave me that many orgasms in one night I would certainly hold onto
him” Anya offered her opinion.
“Well, I haven’t finished. I haven’t told you what happened next and afterwards” Buffy explained.
“Well, tell us!” Willow piped up.
“Yeah…tell us how big bad Spike punished you, Buffy” Cordy teased her.
“Very funny. It’s not. Remember how I could barely sit down last weekend and the beginning of the week?” Buffy asked
her friends.
“Yeah.” They said in unison.
“Well, you’ll know why after this…” Buffy began again.
 

Chapter 6



Buffy awoke a short time later, finding herself face down on the blanket. She heard a loud SMACK sound and felt a
sharp sting on her backside.
“Ouch!” she squeaked out raising her head and looking back over her shoulder.
“Good, you’re awake. I wondered how many times I’d have to spank you to wake you up” Spike smirked at her.

“Spike, why are you spanking me?” Buffy said, flustered.
“Because it pleases me. I enjoy it” Spike answered.
“What if I don’t?” Buffy asked.
“I’d wager a bet you do though, Buffy.” He waggled his eyebrows at her.
“Besides, I told you that I was going to show you what it meant to be mine, didn’t I?” Spike inquired.

Buffy rolled her eyes, “Whatever, Spike”
Spike smacked her again, harder this time.” You shouldn’t be so flip, luv”
“Ouch! Dammit, that hurts” Buffy squirmed trying to get her ass away from his hand.
“Yeah, that’s the point!” Spike replied. “Now be a good girl and take your punishment, Buffy” Spike said in a deep low
voice causing her skin to tingle.

“Spike...” Buffy began.
SMACK
“SPIKE!”
SMACK SMACK
“Buffy, do you want a repeat of me getting you to shut that mouth of yours?” Spike reached up and grabbed a fistful of
her hair yanking her head back, arching her neck.
“Now if you’d be good and take it without giving me any lip, it would be over soon but if you keep talking and being
disobedient, I’ll be forced to continue, do you understand me?” Spike demanded.
“Ahh…Yes…Sp...” Buffy started.
Spike cut her off, “Stop calling me that. Call me Sir or Master, from now on out tonight. Do you understand, Buffy?”
Spike told her.
“Yyyyessss…” Buffy replied.
“Yes, what?” Spike tugged on her hair again.
“Yes…Master”

Spike smiled. “That’s better. Now, I’m going to finish tanning that ass of yours. I want you to count each one, out loud.
Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master” Buffy relaxed underneath him.

Spike let go of her hair and resumed his spanking. She counted out after each hit of his hand. Her ass was rosy red and
burning hot. He knew it would be uncomfortable for her to sit for several days and that made him smile. Thinking of her
in class, being uncomfortable sitting on those hard chairs, looking at him, knowing it was him that had made her ass
burn. Jesus, it made him hard as a rock.

After the twentieth spank, Spike stopped and rubbed Buffy’s ass, massaging the soreness.
“Ahhhh….” Buffy sighed.
“Your turn, Buffy” Spike said as he grabbed his discarded belt and reached up to loop it around Buffy’s hands,
rendering her immobile from using them.
“Gonna fuck you now. Fuck you like a dog. Fuck you like the little bitch in heat you are” Spike taunted her as he
positioned her on knees and elbows with her tied hands jutting out in front of her.

Spike nudged her knees wide and knelt between them, behind her ass. He put his cock at her opening and grasping her
hips, thrusting in very slowly until he was deeply embedded.
“Ohhhhhhhhh….God. It’s never been so deep…..” Buffy moaned.
“Are you forgetting something, Buffy?” Spike withdrew and then thrust hard back in.
“Umm…” Buffy pushed her ass back against him.
Spike’s hands gripped her hips so tightly, they would definitely leave bruises. “What’s my name, Buffy?” Spike asked her.
“Umm...Spike?” Buffy answered.
“Christ, Buffy…didn’t we just go over this? What’s my name?” Spike said more forcefully, thrusting again.
“OH!...Master!” Buffy’s light finally clicked on inside.

“Just for that, you’re getting the belt on your ass. That’s a serious transgression Buffy. How silly of you to make such a
stupid mistake like that?” Spike thrust again.
“Well, if you were stuffed full of cock, it might be hard for you to think, too!” Buffy blurted out.

Spike grinned despite himself but Buffy couldn’t see thankfully. He thrust several more times and then grunting, spilled
himself inside her.
“What? You’re not done are you? I didn’t cum yet” Buffy complained.

Spike pulled out of her and undid the belt from her wrists.
“Oh...Buffy. Buffy. Buffy. Buffy. What am I going to do with you?” Spike double looped the belt and smacked it against
his palm.

Without warning he brought the belt down on Buffy’s ass.
“EEEPPPPPP” Buffy yelled.
“You will listen to me girl, when I tell you to do something.” Spike brought the belt down again.
“AHHHHH” Buffy groaned.
“You will call me Master” Spike smacked the belt against her ass again.
“Ohhhhhh” Buffy moaned.
“You will NOT give me any lip. If I want to cum, then I will cum. You only cum when I say you can cum!” Another whap of
the belt.
“Please……ohh...God…M Mmmassster” Buffy was quivering all over.

Her ass was on fire. It hurt but God help her, she wanted it. She needed it. Spike changed the angle of his wrist and
brought the belt down hard across her pussy lips.
“OWWWWWWWWWWWW” Buffy screamed.
“Feel that, Buffy? Feel that pussy? That’s MY pussy. I do what I want with it, when I want, how I want, and where I want!”
Spike said gruffly.
“Gonna make your pussy burn for me.” Spike reigned several more blows to her now dripping wet pussy with the belt.
“Ohh...Owww...Oh…Owww” Buffy moaned and groaned in time with the belt.

Spike threw the belt down and scooted himself underneath Buffy, between her legs”Sit up Buffy and lean back…then sit
on my face” Spike instructed her.
Buffy sat up and scooted back a bit positioning her pussy right over top of Spike’s face.
His tongue shot up into her hole, tasting her flowing juices.
“Ohhhhhh…yeah…” Buffy wiggled herself against his tongue.

Spike moved his hands up and held her one hip with one and insinuated another into the cleft of her ass, inserting a
long finger inside her anus. He began devouring her with his lips and tongue. He licked every inch of her glistening
pussy. He finally came to rest at her clit and drew it into his mouth and sucked hard as he thrust his finger in and out of
her bottom.

He pulled his head away briefly to warn her, “Don’t you dare cum, Buffy. If you cum, I’ll be very angry” he put his mouth
back on her and now brought his other hand in to insert two fingers into her pussy. He worked her ass and pussy with
his fingers as he sucked her clit.

Buffy was beside herself. There was no way she wasn’t going to cum if he kept fucking and sucking her like this.
“Oh…God…Mmasterrrr…I can’t stop it…I have to cum…Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee”Buffy begged him.
“No.” Spike replied.
“Oh Goddddddddddd……Pleasssssssssssssseeeeeeeeee...Ahhh...Ohhhhh...fuck…” Buffy squirmed on his face.

Spike smirked into her pussy and began sucking harder on her clit and working his fingers faster.
“OHHHH…FUCK….I’M CUMMING…..I CAN’T STOP IT…I’M CUMMMMMMMMMINNNNNGGGGGGGGG” Buffy wailed as
her juices started to squirt all over Spike’s lips and tongue and face. Spike scooted out from under her but not before
he had lapped up all her spendings.

“Tsk Tsk, Buffy. You’ve been a very bad girl. Now I have to punish you again. I’m very disappointed.” Spike sighed.
“I’m sorry, Master. I couldn’t help it. You know I couldn’t stop it.” Buffy pleaded with him.
“Excuses. Excuses.” Spike said as he hauled Buffy over his knees, face down and proceeded to spank her in earnest,
much harder than the first time.
“I went easy with you before. No more Mr. Nice Guy” Spike brought his hand down, hard over and over, not sparing any
part of Buffy’s ass and upper thighs.

Buffy was sobbing as her ass turned into fire. She was also grinding her clit and pussy against Spike’s knees.
“Please…Master…I’m sorry…please…” Buffy cried.
Spike finally stopped the blows. “Do you think you’ve learned your lesson now?” Spike asked her.
“Yes...Oh, yes, Master.” Buffy answered.
“That’s my good girl” Spike cooed as he pulled her up and hugged her then lowered her and himself back down to lie
next to each other.

Buffy reached down to finger her own clit. Spike’s hand slapped her own away.
“You don’t touch MY pussy!” Spike told her. “I’m the only one allowed to touch that pussy, even you, Buffy. Not unless I
tell you it’s O.K. Do you understand me?”
Buffy nodded her head then lowered it in defeat.
Spike smiled at her.” You get some rest now. No touching”
“But...I need to…” Buffy began then saw the look on Spike’s face.
“Need to what? Need’s another spanking, I think” Spike said.
“NO...please...no more...I’ll be good. I promise. I won’t touch.” Buffy closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, trying to will
her mind against thinking how badly she needed and wanted to cum.

“I love you, Buffy” Spike whispered.

Buffy remained silent.

The air got quiet as Spike began to tense, the longer Buffy didn’t reply.

O.K., so let me get this straight, the guy gives you mind blowing sex, introduces to some raunchy bdsm sex games then
professes his love for you….but you’re still fighting with him and hate him? Are you out of your mind, Buffy?” Anya
looked at her in wonder.
Buffy sighed, “There’s more to it than that. I gotta tell you what happened next.”
“Please do. I’m starting to think it’s not Spike who is the jerk either, Buffy” Cordy gave her a piercing look.
“Hey now…no blame here…let Buffy finish…” Willow stood up for her.
“Yeah, let me finish…….” Buffy continued.

Spike was now sitting down, propped up against the building underneath the window outside. He had unzipped himself
and wanked off as Buffy told her story. God, he was a pathetic git, he told himself. Thank God, it was late and no one
saw him. They probably would have called the cops and had him arrested. He found a wadded up tissue in his duster
pocket and wiped himself off as best he could then zipped himself back up as he prepared to listen to Buffy tell her
friends how he mucked everything all up.
 

chapter 7


Spike, hurt that Buffy was not responding to his declaration of love, got angry and opened his big mouth.
“Had I known, you’d be so easy, I would’ve done this a long time ago, Buffy. Mmmm…you’re the best fuck I’ve ever
had…a real pro…hotter than any whore…” Spike rattled off…

Buffy tensed and shot up in disbelief.
“WHAT? What did you just say to me?” Buffy asked him wide eyed.
“You heard me, luv. I mean, my God, the things you do. The way you make it hurt in all the wrong places.” Spike
continued.
“Shut up! Just shut up!” Buffy scrambled around for her clothes.
“Oh come on pet, just having a little fun. Come here” Spike dragged her back down to him.

“Spike, please. Let me go.” Buffy pleaded with him.
“I’m not through with you yet.” He replied.
“Well, I’m through with you!” Buffy yelled.
“Buffy…” Spike murmured and began nuzzling her neck, biting down gently. “Let me make you come again…just once
more”

Buffy was angry with him for his callous speech to her but God, the way he was touching her and oh that tongue and
those hands and her body overruled her mind. She was weak. A weak fool.

Spike had her on her back again in an instant, legs spread wide. He reached over and grabbed the discarded
champagne bottle and slowly slid the narrow top end into her wet pussy.
“Oh God” Buffy moaned feeling the cool glass slide into her heated flesh.
“Like that, don’t you pet? You’ll take anything in that greedy cunt of yours. Doesn’t have to be MY cock, does it? Hell, it
doesn’t have to even be a cock! Just as long as it’s hard and can be shoved inside.” Spike said to her cruelly as he
thrust the bottle end in and out of her.

“God, you’re a bastard, Spike!” Buffy told him even as she raised her hips to meet the thrusts.
“And you’re a cold bitch! We make a perfect couple, eh?” Spike taunted her.
“OUCH!” Buffy suddenly screamed out.
“Yeah, you like it when it hurts baby” Spike went on.
“NO…OH GOD…SPIKE…STOP! NOW! SOMETHINGS WRONG...STOP!” Buffy begged and pleaded.

Spike immediately stopped, hearing the sincere pain and fear in Buffy’s voice.
“Buffy? Are you alright? Here, let me take it out.” Spike put his hand back on the bottle to pull it out.
“NO! Don’t touch it…God please…it hurts” Buffy began crying.
“Buffy? Buffy! What should I do? Oh God. I’m sorry” he said extremely worried.
“It feels like my insides are pulling out when you try to take it out. Oh God…how could you do this to me?” Buffy sobbed.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to really hurt you. Christ Buffy. What should I do?” Spike was getting frantic.
“It feels like a vacuum, like suction.” Buffy said.
“You want me to break the end off?” Spike looked down between her legs not knowing how on earth he could break it
anyway.
“NO! I don’t want you getting glass all over me cutting me.” Buffy told him.
“Buffy, I think I’m gonna have to take you to the hospital” Spike informed her.
“I hate hospitals. God, I hate YOU. Get it out of me!” Buffy was hysterical.

“OH MY GOD! You had a champagne bottle stuck up your…your…your...” Cordelia began.
“Her vagina! Sheesh. Why do so many people have such a hard time saying penis or vagina?” Anya said.
“Well, apparently you’re not one of them” Willow said to Anya.
“How embarrassing!” Cordy exclaimed.
“Tell me about it. It hurt like a bitch too. Trust me. Don’t ever do that.” Buffy told them all.

Spike stood outside wincing at the memory of his downfall.

“I can’t believe that jerk said those things to you, Buffy. Why would he suddenly go off on you like that?” Willow asked.
“I don’t know” Buffy said, knowing she was lying. She had thought many times about that night and remembered Spike
starting to be a jerk after he told her he loved her and her not telling him back. She knew in retrospect that was
probably why. Still it was no excuse for his behavior, she told herself.
“So tell us what happened next. Did he take you to the hospital?” Anya asked.
“Yeah, we had no choice….” Buffy started up again.

Spike quickly dressed and then dressed Buffy. The bottle end could be seen peeking out from under her skirt. He
wrapped her in the blanket and lifted her in his arms, leaving the basket behind; he rushed to get her back to his car.
Once there he gently laid her on her back in the backseat as she couldn’t sit down with the bottle protruding from her.

He got in and gunned the engine, spinning the tires as he shot out onto the road and off to the hospital.
“Hang on baby. We’re almost there.” Spike told her as they got closer.
Twenty minutes later, a petrified Spike carried Buffy into the emergency room shouting for help.
“Sir, please. Calm down. What is going on?” the triage nurse asked him.
“She’s….uhhh...hurt…” Spike began, having the nerve to blush.
“GET IT OUT OF ME!” Buffy screamed.

Spike lifted the blanket and her skirt a bit so just the nurse could see.
“Oh Dear. I see. Come with me.” She motioned for Spike to follow her and she led them to a curtained off room. Spike
deposited Buffy onto her back on the hospital bed as the nurse shoved paperwork and a clipboard at him.
“I’ll go get a doctor. I’ll be right back. Fill those out while I’m gone.

Spike stood there looking at the clipboard. He looked over at Buffy who had turned to watch him.
“Buffy, I’ll fill it out but you’ll have to tell me the information.” Spike said to her.
“I hate you and if you ever touch me again, I will rip your dick off and stuff it down your throat” Buffy told him coolly.
Spike gulped, “I’m so sorry, Buffy. I didn’t mean for this to happen. You have to know that.”
“What I know is is that you said horrible demeaning things to me and then shoved a bottle up inside me and got it stuck
and now I’m in a hospital being humiliated and in excruciating pain because of YOU!” Buffy’s voice got louder with each
word.

Spike looked down guiltily. He felt horrible. What a stupid wanking git you are, William! He screamed at himself inside.
“Fine, hate me all you want but I need to fill out these forms for them to help you.” He told her.
Spike filled out the forms as best as he could, asking Buffy the things he didn’t know which she told him in a cold
detached voice.

The nurse with a doctor in tow finally came back. Buffy endured the humiliating examination by the doctor. He informed
her that he needed to go get a special cutter they had that would cut the glass without shattering it. Once the end was
cut, the air would be released and the vacuum effect would cease, allowing them to slide the remaining bottle out of her.

He left for several more minutes and came back with another doctor and two more nurses. Great, Buffy thought, I’m a
freak show for everyone to see. She closed her eyes and pretended to be somewhere else as they went to work on her.
It didn’t take long at all. After the bottle was cut and the end removed, she felt a rush of relief, and then as the bottle
was removed entirely, she thanked the powers that be that it was out.

She opened her eyes finally to hear the one doctor preaching to Spike and her about practicing safer sex in the future.
“Other than the penis of course, you should really only insert things in the vagina that are made specifically to be there
such as vibrators and dildos. Don’t ever use a bottle like this again!” The doctor said straight faced.
Spike’s face was beet red and Buffy was mortified.
“Right, mate. Thanks.” Spike replied.
“Miss Summers. You’ll be just fine. You might be a little sore but there was no permanent damage. The nurse is getting
your check out paperwork ready and then you’ll be free to go.” The doctor informed her.
“Thank you, Doctor” she squeaked out.
Once he left the area, Buffy swung her legs over the side of the bed to stand up.
“Let me help you” Spike said as he held his hand out to steady her.
“You’ve helped me quite enough for one night Spike.” Buffy said as she stood. “And where the hell are my underwear?”
she yelled.
“Well, obviously, I couldn’t put them on you. They’re probably back at the lake. I’ll go back later and get the stuff we left
behind.” Spike told her.
“Don’t bother. I don’t ever want to see you again so don’t bother bringing them back to me” she walked away to the
nurse’s station.

Spike followed her and waited as she got her check out papers. As they walked outside, Spike once again tried to
apologize but Buffy would have none of it.
“Just take me home, Spike.” She got into his car and slammed the door shut.
“Fine.” Spike got in and slammed his shut too.
“Tonight has been the most degrading and disgusting night of my life.” Buffy informed Spike as he drove towards the
campus.
“Yeah, me too” Spike said bitterly.

He felt awful about what happened but dammit, it’s not like he meant for this to happen. Also, he would have never said
those mean things to her if she had just told him she loved him too but no she had to go all stone faced. He should’ve
known the bloody bitch was just in it for a good time. She’d never love him. He was a stupid fool. A fool for love.

Spike pulled up to her residence hall and parked. Buffy immediately went to open the door. Spike reached over and
held her arm.
“Buffy, luv. You have to believe me. I never meant to hurt you like that. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I…I love you” he
threw it out there again hoping maybe the second time around would do the trick.

Buffy yanked her arm away, “Well, I don’t love you. I could never love you Spike. You’re beneath me” Buffy got out of
the car, slammed the door shut and ran up to her door.
Spike banged his head against his steering wheel as the tears started to stream down his face. He let out a strangled
scream, “ARGGGGGGGGGGG”.

“Well, I thought I was a cruel heartless bitch but you just outdid me, Buffy” Cordy said as soon as Buffy finished her
story.
“WHAT? ME?” Buffy took offense.
“Well, yeah, Buffy. He loves you, obviously and you tell him you don’t love him and the beneath you comment. Sheesh.
That’s harsh.” Anya backed up Cordy.
“But...But...after what he did to me?” Buffy stammered.
“Well, he DID say he was sorry…and I don’t think he really meant to hurt you” Willow piped in.
“Willow! Even YOU’RE taking HIS side? I thought you were my best friend!” Buffy exclaimed.
“I am, Buffy! I am. I’m sorry…but…I don’t know. I just feel kinda bad for the guy. Maybe you should talk to him.” Willow
told her.

“I’ve tried my best to avoid him this past week but he seems to pop up everywhere I go. He is acting all big and bad too,
being the usual arrogant jerk he normally is. Why should I talk to him?” Buffy asked.
“Of course he is. Don’t you know anything about men? He is putting on a show for you. Inside he is probably broken
hearted.” Anya stated.
“Thanks. No more psych classes for you” Buffy joked. “If I tell you all something, you have to promise not to let it leave
this room”
“We promise Buffy” they all said.
“I…I…kinda miss the jerk. Oh crap…who am I kidding? I REALLY miss him. I…I …I think I love him too but after what
happened with the guys in my past…I was afraid…oh God...what am I going to do now?” Buffy put her head in her
hands.

“AHHHCHOO!” a loud sneeze sounded outside Willow’s still opened window.
“What the...?” Buffy began as she got up to look outside.
“Shit!” Spike said under his breath. Hope they didn’t hear me, he thought.
Buffy looked out into the darkness. Nothing. Just as she was about to put her head back in, a glimpse of white caught
her eye and she stuck her head back out and looked directly down, under the window.
“SPIKE! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW?” Buffy grabbed him by the collar and hauled him
up to the window.

“Buffy! Fancy meeting you here, luv” Spike tried to cover.
“Are you drunk?” Buffy asked him.
“No. But I probably should be” he answered.
“Were you listening to us? How long have you been here?” Buffy interrogated him.
“Gonna invite me in, pet? Seeing as how you miss me so much” Spike smirked.
The three other girls by now had gotten up and were all crowding around behind Buffy now.
“Hey Spike” Willow gave him a shy little wave.
“Red” he nodded his head at her.
She giggled at his nick name for her and Buffy shot her a glare.

“Buffy, we need to talk. Please pet.” Spike said.
“We’ll go to our room. You guys can have this room for as long as you need. Come on Willow.” Cordy and Anya pulled
Willow along to go up to their room.
“Bye Spike” they all waved.
“Night ladies” he said then proceeded to climb through the window.
“Right then, that’s better” Spike said as he rose to his full height, standing over Buffy.

Buffy looked at him, her eyes traveling down. She noticed a white crusted substance on his duster.
“Got something on your coat” she said.
Spike looked down and then blushed.
Buffy saw the blush, then looked at the spot on the coat again.
“Oh gross! Spike! Were you jerking off outside my window you pervert?” Buffy inquired.
“Right, you caught me. Christ Buffy, can you blame me? Listening to you describe our sexual escapades blow by blow
was enough to drive me crazy.” Spike growled.

“Look, we need to talk.” Spike said again.
“Fine. I’m listening.” Buffy sat down on her bed and prepared to listen to Spike’s diatribe.
 

Chapter 8


Spike sighed and sat down on the edge of Willow’s bed directly across from where Buffy was sitting on her own. They
both sat there in silence for several minutes, heads bowed.
“Thought we needed to talk? Not much talking going on” Buffy finally commented.
“Yeah, just trying to compose my thoughts” Spike said.

The couple was interrupted by the door flying open to reveal Anya and Willow. Anya rushed in and grabbed the
discarded wine bottle the girls had been drinking earlier in the evening.
“I forgot we left this here. I don’t think Buffy wants to end up in the hospital again so I figured I’d better get it. Not safe to
leave it in here with you two” Anya said straight faced.

Spike had the decency to blush. Buffy just glared at her. Anya spun on her heels and exited the room, wine bottle in
hand. Willow who had been standing at the door observing, walked tipsily over to Spike and poked a finger in his chest.
“If you do anything to hurt her, you’ll have to deal with me, Mister!”
Spike swallowed the lump in his throat, “I won’t Red. Promise”

Willow turned to Buffy, “Night Buffy. I love you” she giggled, still a bit tipsy from the wine.
“Love you too, Will…night” Buffy replied as Willow left closing the door behind her.

“Well now. That was interesting.” Spike commented.
“Alright, Spike. Spill it. You said we need to talk. So talk.” Buffy blurted out.
“Right then…uhhh…I guess saying I’m sorry isn’t going to do the trick, Buffy but you gotta believe how sorry I am.” Spike
apologized.
“Yeah, you’ve already told me all this stuff before” Buffy started picking at the nail polish on her fingernails.

“Buffy”, Spike said.
“Spike”, Buffy replied.
“Buffy, the girls I’ve been with before…look, let’s just say, I am the walking billboard for unrequited love. No matter how
good I treated them or what I did for them or how much I loved them; they cheated on me, they made fun of me, they
never loved me. I….I’ve never felt so strongly about someone else before like the way I feel for you and when I told you I
loved you and you didn’t say it back…all those old feelings came back to me, my insecurities and inadequacies. I’m not
saying that made my behavior acceptable. I was wrong, Buffy. I know that. I’m deeply shamed. I never meant to really
hurt you though…well physically at least…I guess I did try to hurt you emotionally…to get back at you…but it wasn’t you
I was getting back at. It was those that came before you. God, I can’t do this. I’m such a jerk” Spike stood and walked to
the other side of the room turning his back to Buffy.

“Spike….I” Buffy began but he cut her off.
“No, let me finish. I was never more terrified than the night we were together. I’m terrified right now, Buffy. I was terrified
when I thought you would never love me. I was terrified when I rushed you to the hospital, afraid I had done irreparable
damage but I was mostly terrified at what I felt when we were together. When I was inside you…..you complete me,
Buffy.” Spike turned back to face her.

“OK…now don’t go all Jerry McGuire on me, Spike” Buffy joked trying to lighten the mood and control her own emotions
about ready to spill over.
“I’m serious Buffy. Please don’t poke fun at me. I couldn’t bear it if you did” Spike slumped down into her desk chair.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to…look, Spike, this is hard for me too. Buffy and relationships haven’t exactly been mixy things
either. My first love dumped me after I finally had sex with him and more or less told me how bad a lover I was. That
kinda messed me up for any guys that came later. Then I got duped into a one night stand by some smooth operator
that fed me a line of shit when I was most vulnerable. Then my last boyfriend, well...I caught him with a hooker in a
sleazy motel, so…it’s not just you.” Buffy explained to him.

“I’m sorry Buffy” Spike offered.
“Spike, I was humiliated after what you did to me. Do you have any idea what it felt like having to have those strangers
at the hospital attend to me in such an intimate manner? It was beyond embarrassing. I was so hurt and upset; I lashed
out at you when you dropped me off. I didn’t really mean what I said to you but, God, Spike, do you blame me?” Buffy
asked him.
“No, I don’t. I guess I deserved anything you could dish out. Still hurt the same though. I cried like a poncy git the whole
way back to my place” Spike admitted.

Buffy got up and moved over to where Spike was sitting.
“You cried over me? And what’s a poncy git? You and your British jargon. Can’t you speak English?” Buffy inquired.
Spike rolled his eyes. “I AM speaking English you silly bint”
“See? There you go again. What’s a bint?” Buffy said.
“You are” Spike replied as he reached out and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her to stand between his legs.

Spike rested his head on her stomach and wrapped his arms around her hugging her tightly to him.
“I love you, Buffy. I have for a long time I think. Just finally got you to go out with me and I muck it all up like the stupid
wanker that I am. I don’t expect you to say it back. That already got me in trouble once. Just tell me, there’s a chance.
The barest smidgen? Someday? You could love me?” Spike asked her.

Buffy brought her hand up to stroke through his silky hair.
“Spike…I think I already do. I…I’ve never felt with anyone what I felt with you either…but…after what happened…we
need to move slower, I think.” Buffy answered him.
“Slow is fine. Better than nothing. I can do slow” Spike smiled into her stomach.
“You can’t just go around being mean to me or calling me names and stuff like that because you get hurt or angry.”
Buffy warned him.
“I know. God, I’m so sorry. I swear I will try to make sure it never happens again. I’ll do anything, Buffy. Anything at all to
prove myself to you” Spike pleaded.

“Up until what happened, it was the best night of my life, Spike. That’s why it made it all the worse when you did what
you did. God, this is so embarrassing….yeah…I liked what you were doing and making me feel but at the same time I
felt rather degraded and violated…does that make sense?” Buffy confided in him.
“Yes, luv. I’m so sorry I was the one to make you feel that way. I hurt the girl. I hurt the girl” Spike sniffled as he nuzzled
her stomach.
“Ssshhhh…I hurt the boy too. I’m sorry also. Here, come with me” Buffy pulled away and grabbed his hand pulling him
out of the chair and leading him to her bed. Spike hesitated when they got there.
“I thought you wanted to take this slow” he quirked an eyebrow at her.
“I do. I just want you to hold me, please?” Buffy beckoned him into bed as she slid in herself.

Spike kicked his boots off and shucked out of his duster then lay down next to Buffy cradling her in his arms. She
snuggled into his chest and closed her eyes.
“Spike?” she said.
“Yes?” he replied.
“Does this mean you’re going to stop being the infuriating, annoying and arrogant dumb guy that you normally are?”
Buffy questioned him.
“Probably not.” He grinned into her hair.
“O.K. Good. Just checking. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you to argue and fight with. No one can annoy me like
you.” Buffy smiled.
“Likewise, pet” Spike responded.

“Thank you, Buffy” Spike kissed the top of her head.
“For what?” she asked.
“Not ripping my dick off and stuffing it down my throat.” He answered recalling what she had threatened him with the
previous weekend.
“Well, the night is still young” Buffy teased.
Spike groaned.

The End