Title: Becoming Real
Author: Carol A. Clarke
Email: Carol.Clarke@mail.state.ky.us

Chapter 12
The Tail Pipe Affair


Kate was blushing. She knew she was blushing but there was nothing she could do, she had already begged not to be whipped only to have her time on the table lengthened. This was so much worse then her daily spanking. Those she could take. She was even coming to like them but this was just too much. She had been carefully tied spread eagle on top of the dinning table. They had used soft sheep skin restrains so she wasn’t hurt. Even the position wasn’t really that uncomfortable. It wasn’t like the stiffness that came from the punishment bench. She had seen Willow chain Buffy on the bench all night long on so many occasions. Buffy had only chained her there on two occasions and never for more than a few hours.

Even the bench would have been preferable to this agony. She was placed on top of the table with a pillow under her head and another under her knees. Her arms carefully restrained at her sides so she wasn’t in any unnecessary pain. It would not have been bad to stay on the table if her legs weren't spread wide open for all to see. God she couldn’t stop blushing. She couldn’t stop crying and yet they had not taken a single lash against her skin. Instead they had spread her open and left her wet for all to see. She might have been able to stand the punishment if it had been only Buffy and the witches but the house was full of Buffy’s friends. Many of them Buffy’s sex partners. And she was left there on the table open wide for all to see her arousal. Her need, her shame. Her wetness.

And Kate was incredibly wet. But Buffy had not allowed her to come in the first two months of her service. In fact Buffy had not touched her once. Not sexually. She had whipped her, spanked her and run her in slave races at her club but Buffy had not touched her. And Kate wanted to be touched. She dreamed of licking Buffy’s pussy dry. Of spreading her ass cheeks and taking it up the ass the way Duncan did daily.

Kate had found herself lost in Buffy. In Buffy’s needs and desires. The hours she was not at work she worked hard to please her mistresses. She begged Duncan for tips to take her punishment. She lifted her bottom high to take the paddle. She was thrilled when Buffy entered her in the slave races at her club and hated losing any of the races. She gave her all to win in the hope that Buffy or Willow would be pleased. Would say the two words she had never realized she needed so desperately, wanted so desperately. “Good Girl.” The two words she had always hoped her father would say but never did. “Good girl.”

Even now as the tears leaked quietly from her eyes she clung to the hope that Buffy or her wives or even Duncan would come to release her and tell her she had been a good girl. So Kate tried to hold herself still and stop her tears. After all Buffy had told her she and Duncan would be the entertainment for the evening. She tried to remember what Buffy had said. Had promised.

“Kate just remember you can always use your safety words. Now this is the plan for the evening. My more racier friends, ok, my sex partners, are coming over. None of them will touch you. They all know this ahead of time. So you don’t have to worry about that. Anyway mostly you will be used as a centerpiece. You’re a Reinfield and that is an easy job for a Reinfield. Anyway I will untie you and spank you hard. I will be showing off so it will be very hard. Just be glad you’re not working the day after. Anyway after that you will be tied back into the table centerpiece. At any time you can use the safety word. I will not be disappointed. This isn’t an easy thing to go through. Even if you just don’t want to do it, just use the safety word.”

“Will you touch me?” Kate had asked. She wanted Buffy to touch her. She needed the slayers touch as much as she needed food or water.

“If you are good at the party I will touch you but you will not be allowed to come. Not for a while.” Buffy had explained. The thought that Buffy might just touch her was more then enough to quiet her tears. She just wished she could stop blushing.

Suddenly all of the people standing around the dinning room table she was tied on left to go to the living room. It was performance time. Kate heard the sound of a belt hitting someone’s backside. From the inhuman sounds that came after the belt hit skin she guessed it was Duncan being whipped. She knew the different sounds of whips and paddles. Since she was sure it was a belt Kate knew it had to be Duncan. Buffy and Willow refused to use the whip on her tender skin. Kate had been lucky; Willow had never drawn blood like she did with Buffy.

As she listened to the sounds, Kate guessed that Willow had spanked Duncan hard with her belt and then Buffy had fucked the girl’s sore behind. There were times when Kate could swear the slayer lived up the girl’s ass. And just as she guessed Buffy was fucking the girl for all she was worth, Kate heard the sound of Willow’s whip. The sound just increased until she felt Buffy come. Much like Duncan Kate could feel when Buffy came if she was within the walls of the house save for the dungeon. And her pussy twitched with need and was so very very wet. And she did the only thing she could do, she blushed more.

After a while Duncan came for her. She noticed the deep welts on the girl. She had been spanked extremely hard and Kate wondered if she could take the same treatment. Duncan helped her down from the table. Taking her leash Duncan led her into the living room. Kate noticed that many of the items from the dungeon had been brought up for the evenings amusement. She was a little surprised to see that she and Duncan weren’t the only ones without clothes. There were several other ‘slaves’ many chained or tied down to the dungeon furniture.

But nothing surprised her more then to see her mistress Buffy on her own leash, her back stripped with the fresh whip marks. Willow was still whipping Buffy with her crop whip and holding Buffy’s leash tightly while she directed Buffy in giving another slave a blowjob while his wife looked on. The man was tied to a whipping frame and his wife was using a club-handled dildo on his backside while Willow directed Buffy. “Now lick the tip, just barely touch it. Now up the shaft.”

Before Kate could recover from her shock, Tara came over and took the leash from Duncan. “Thanks Duncan now you should go upstairs and take your bath.”

“Can I watch TV? I don’t have to go to school tomorrow.”

“Of course, just don’t stay up all night.” Tara replied before kissing the girl “Now say goodnight to Will and Buffy.” Duncan kissed her back and then walked over to her other two mistresses. First kissing Willow and then bending down to kiss Buffy.

Willow then jerked Buffy’s leash and pulled her over to a female slave tied on her back on the punishment bench. Buffy’s face was soon between her legs. Kate was so caught up in watching Buffy she had missed Tara talking to her. Kate was taken off guard when Taras' crop smacked her ass hard.

“Kate you need to stop staring.” Tara stated “If you keep it up, Willow will use her whip on your back.”

“Mistress may I ask a question?” Kate asked hoping it wouldn’t up set her mistress.

“Of course Kate.”

“Why is Buffy….with a collar.. and on the ground?” It was the best she could do. Kate didn’t have any idea of how to ask the question her mind wanted to know.

“I guess it would be confusing to you since Buffy is your mistress. Just like you need to give up control and be mastered, be owned. Buffy has that need too. To be honest, Buffy likes being a submissive. Not for everyone but she likes to be submissive to Willow. You know how you get after you win a race at the club, how you feel, well Buffy likes to do the same thing for Willow. We don’t have parties like this often but when we do, Buffy likes to perform, to please Willow. To be honest you and Buffy are a lot a like. You have another question I can see it in your eyes.”

“Yes mistress, why did you send Duncan to bed? Isn’t she … well she is a Reinfield.” Kate asked

“Duncan is a Reinfield but she isn’t. She is, well she is like all our family, she was born one thing but is becoming another. She is also a child. And to be honest if we thought it wouldn’t hurt her feeling she would have spent the night with Joyce. But she still has enough Reinfield in her that she needs to be part of things. But we are careful with her.”

“I have noticed. You do not use certain things with her.” Kate stated out of turn and was dutifully whipped by Tara’s cropped seven or eight times.

“Lets go sit down. I want you over my lap. I need to give you your daily whipping. Then when Willow is done playing with Buffy we can trade off and Willow will whip you. Not for being bad necessarily just to show what a good Reinfield you are.” Tara found a spot on the couch and Kate was pulled over her knee. The position was embarrassing but she was an acting Reinfield and had no say in matters.

Tara gently caressed her bottom with her hand. It already stung from the few swats it had taken. “As I was saying we are careful with Duncan” Smack, smack, smack, Tara spanked her with a belt. Kate hadn’t seen Tara pick the belt up but she was felt the sting of Tara’s hard swing. “We never us whips, plugs or weights on Duncan if we can help it.” Smack, Smack, smack. “ I think you will like plugs and weights once Buffy lets you be touched.” Smack, Smack, Smack. “Buffy didn’t want the sex end of being a Reinfield pushed on you to soon.” Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack. “She wanted to give you time to change your mind and back out.” Smack, Smack, Smack. “Truth is, we all thought you would quit before this.” Smack smack, SMACK WHAMP, WHAMP. “To be honest we have all been impressed at what a good little slave you are.” WHAMP SMACK WHAAAAMP SMAAAAACK “I think you are ready for the next stage.” SMAAAACK SMAAAAAAAACK SMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAACK, WHAAAAAAAAMP.”

“It’s ok, just breathe normally, I am not finished and you still have Willow and Buffy to go.” Smack “That is right just breath.” Smack, Smaack, Smaaack. “You have such a pretty red ass. Buffy is going to love taking you from behind. She loves to redden mine and Duncan’s backsides before fucking us senseless.” Smmmaaacck, Whaaammp, Whaaamp. “Just remember she is not going to let you come for a while.” Smack “It is going to be hard, her taking you, trying to please her and not getting to come.” Smack Smack Smack. “At least you will know what it is like to be a Reinfield. Mostly they don’t get to come very often.” Smack Smack SMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAACK, SMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAACK.

“You were such a good girl.” Tara said dropping the belt to the floor and kissing Kate's' sore red bottom. The detective didn’t know how she was going to take her other two mistresses.

“Such a lovely red, almost matches my hair.” Willow said bending over and kissing Tara. Willow took a seat across from Tara on the coffee table. Since Kate had been tied across the solid oak table on more the one occasion she knew there was no risk of breaking it. She had assumed she was going to be dropped to the floor and started to roll of Tara’s lap. She was instantly hit by both Tara and Willows crop whip on her sore bottom. Once comfortable Willow pulled Buffy across her own lap and began a slow whipping of the slayers ass with the belt that had been used on her bottom. Buffy just moaned and then came.

Kate had wanted to cry at that point she wanted to come so badly herself. Willow and Tara sat facing each other talking about their jobs and research like they were at the mall or beauty shop. And if it wasn’t for the women folded across their laps and the steady sound of Willow’s belt striking Buffy’s back and bottom it might have been believable in some Stanley Kurbrick kind of way. The whole time Willow was playing with Buffy, people would come by and talk to them. And the whole time Tara gently caressed Kate’s stinging bottom.

Then as if an alarm clock went off. Tara stood Kate up and tied her to the whipping frame. She heard Buffy whisper to her wife. “Will go easy, no more than ten and don’t break the skin. She still isn’t up for full treatment. Hell I'm not up for your full treatment.”

It was all she could do to not laugh back at Willows response. “She gets fourteen and you are so punished tomorrow. I will have to think up something evil. Say, making you clean up after the party. Brillo pads in you underwear. Maybe visiting your mother and then mine.”

“Please Will, the forces of evil I can take but your mom and mine of the same day. That is just evil.”

Willow was as good as her word. Fourteen stripes across her back. And the pain she could have lived with, but once her punishment was over she was returned to the table, her legs spread wide. Her wetness revived. And then and only then did she let her tears fall.

Buffy left Kate on the table while she cleaned up the house. Willow and Tara had long ago gone to bed. She had peeked in on her wives as Willow bent Tara over her lap and used the last of her skills on the goddesses’ vessel. Tara didn’t seem to mind. She had also checked on Duncan tucking the girl in bed and turning off the TV.

After the house was straighten and cleaned she had returned to Kate. Her latest slave had also fallen asleep. Buffy studied the woman as she slept. She was almost as wet as a Reinfield. Buffy felt a little guilty about not letting her come, but it was necessary. She considered waiting until the next day but Kate was clearly ready for her.

Carefully she untied Kate and woke her up. “Ssshh, I need you to get up and walk down to the dungeon. Go ahead and walk, stretch your muscles. Go to the bathroom first then when you are ready come down to the dungeon. If you are hungry or thirsty go ahead and get something to eat or drink.”

Five minute later Kate entered the dungeon. The bed they had bought for her when she was first chained up was still there. The extra bedroom that was hers was never used for sex or punishment. It was her private room. Her place to be herself, to wear clothes and drink a beer. It was her human room. The place she was allowed to be human.

Kate had walked into the dungeon thinking Buffy was going to whip her again and she was a little surprised to see Buffy wearing a strap on. Not a large strap on. Not one of the giant sized numbers Willow used on her or she used on Duncan. No this was a small one maybe five or six inches long and an inch and half wide.

“I like to do it doggy style normally but the first time I take you, I want to do it old fashion missionary style. If it is uncomfortable or you just don’ like it use the safety word.” Buffy said very business like.

“Where do you want me?” Kate asked as a new wave of wetness flooded her pussy.

“On the bed. We should both be comfortable. Kate I am not going to let you come for several more weeks, and once I start having sex with you, I will expect to have sex with you daily. You will be expected to lick my pussy at the snap of my fingers like Duncan does now. You will have to spread your legs and let me do what I wish. And you must have already guess I am totally anally obsessed so you will have to spread that tight ass of yours and take it. Normally owners get off on making their Reinfields suffer. Not letting them come for years sometimes. I will let you come sometimes but the sex will be all about me. Pleasing me, not you. Do you understand this.” Buffy then waited for Kate to think it over.

“I need you to touch me. Please mistress.” Kate answered already moving to lie on the bed.

“Take your medicine first.” Buffy said handing Kate her pills and a glass of water. “Drink all the water.”

Kate did as ordered and lay down on the bed spreading her legs as they had been spread on the table. She was crying again, this time tears of joy. She had never wanted to be touched, to be loved, by anyone as much as she wanted it now.

“If I didn’t know better I would say my good little girl is in a hurry.” Buffy said laughingly as she wiped Kate's tears away.

“Please?” Was Kate’s only response.

Buffy stretched out next to Kate and kissed her. Pushing in her tongue and running her hands up and down Kate’s naked body. Kate was still sore from Tara and Willow’s treatment at the party while Buffy was completely healed. Buffy rolled over on top of Kate and kissed her in a straight line down from Kate’s mouth to her breast. “You belong to me.” Buffy said and sank her fangs gently into Kate’s right breast. Buffy had long ago explained the marking process. Wives on the left breast, Reinfield and slaves on the right.

As Buffy sucked and licked her blood Kate felt her legs pushed open and the head of the latex cock against her vaginal opening. Buffy bit down one more time into her breast and forced her hips forward. The cock was buried deep inside of her.

Buffy knew every trick, every angle. In the whole of her life she had never been fucked so thoroughly. And she had never been fucked as long. The slayer rode her for hours. And she had cried to come, begged, pleaded, prayed until finally she couldn’t stand it any longer and she had screamed the safety word. Buffy had quickly pulled out and then carried her like a child to the bathtub. And then she was tenderly bathed and given a herbal tea to ease her discomfort and help her sleep. She had never wanted something so much in her life. Then Buffy had carried her to her bedroom, her sanctuary, and tucked her in bed.

The last thing she remember before falling asleep was asking if she would be allowed to lick Buffy’s pussy before she fucked her tomorrow.

Duncan knew she had done something wrong. Duncan didn’t often do things she knew were wrong. And this time she had done something-super bad wrong. And now that she had done it she really wished she could take it back.

Duncan pulled the bag of beer tightly under her arm and put her head down. Now that she had managed to buy the twelve pack she wasn’t sure where to hide it until the party after the game. That too was a problem. Her mistresses were happy that she liked to go to school events. Happy to drop her off at the school but she wasn’t sure how she was going to get to a party after the game. She was just hoping they would buy the lie about going to the Bronze with Amy and Kim after the game.

What if Buffy dropped in to check on her, or Willow or Tara? Tara always knew when she lied, not that she lied often. Duncan was a nervous wreck thinking of all the things that could go wrong. Why had she bragged she could buy beer? It wasn’t like Willy would ever sell beer to an underage human. Ok maybe he would, Duncan really didn’t know. She just knew Willy was used to selling Beer to Reinfields that purchased it for their masters. He hadn’t even bated an eye when she had asked for a twelve pack. Ok so she was a nerves wreck and was acting like a textbook Reinfield. She had even caught and eaten a few bugs in his bar. She had been scared. Buffy had told her never ever ever to go inside Willys' bar.

She had hidden the beer in the greenhouse. Her friend Kim was picking her up. Her mistresses had been happy she was going out after the game. It had left them with high school / college memories of the Bronze.

“Your parents are so weird and not just because they’re all dykes. Rach.” Amy said once they were on their way.

“They are not my parents. And they are not weird” Duncan shot back pulling out her lighter and lighting Kim’s cigarette. Buffy had always insisted Duncan kept a lighter for emergencies. Duncan wasn’t a witch and couldn’t just speak Latin and light things.

“Whatever, I can’t believe you scored the beer.” Kim said between puffs. It was Duncan’s junior year in high school and unlike her sophomore year she had made a few friends.

“Well I have my sources.” Duncan’s personality was changing. Inside the house she was mostly Reinfield with small signs of teenage girl in-between. Outside away from her family she was now mostly teenage girl with a little Reinfield on the side. The fact that all but Tara had missed the change in Duncan was surprising.

Kate was tired not to mention sore as hell. It was unfair how Buffy and Duncan healed over night. She was almost always sore. Not that she honestly minded. It's just these stupid patrols; sitting on her ass in an unmarked car was a pain in her pre-mentioned ass. Quite literally. Now that Buffy was not only spanking her daily, she was fucking her senseless without letting her come. And it was all so strangely erotic. Kate was almost always wet to the core.

Still she hated after game patrols. Riding around the town looking for parties to break up. The price of being a small town cop. Much like Duncan, Kate had a complete change of personality outside the house. Inside she was Buffy’s plaything. She wore her collar and leash proudly and bent over and took what ever was asked of her. Outside on the job, she was almost the old Kate Lockley, hard as nails cop. She was their occult specialist on their homicide squad. She was professionally respected and even liked by her fellow officers. People didn’t laugh as much about the occult in Sunnydale so her talent was used a lot. Still it was a small force and they had to take turns at the regular police business like breaking up high school parties.

It was the third party they had broken up. The kids that hadn’t been drinking, or noticeably not been drinking, were just told to go home. The kids that were drinking had to call their parents to come get them. Which meant a few kids managed to get out of the party while it was being raided and were wondering around aimlessly trying to figure a way out of the problem as they hid in the bushes or on the near by streets. Since Sunnydale was happy vampire world, Kate did a walk through of the neighbor’s yard.

“Duncan is that you.” Kate said recognizing the girl hiding in the bushes at once.

“Hi Kate.” Duncan said knowing she had been caught.

“Who is that with you?” Kate asked arms crossed.

“Is that Buffy?” Amy asked with fear in her voice.

“Worse, I am Kate Lockley of Sunnydale PD.” Kate answered. Duncan moved out into the open holding on to Amy as she staggered.

“I see you have been drinking.” Kate said all business. She was personally going to whip Duncan before this was over.

“Alcohol doesn’t effect Reinfields, it is only for the masters.” Duncan explained feeling a lot more light headed than she should have felt.

“That isn’t the point. Where is your other friend? The one who smokes and was driving.” Kate asked.

“With Jason, she got laid.” Amy said in her drunken state slurring the words.

“So you two got left at the party.” Kate assumed. To be honest if it wasn’t Duncan she wouldn’t have given a damn. Call the parents and let them deal with it. They were teenagers not hardened criminals. But it was Duncan and something about it was just wrong to Kate. Not that Duncan was acting like a teenager, no it was more that Duncan was being rude to Buffy somehow in her mind. Betraying Buffy even in a small way like this did not sit well with the part time Reinfield. And it was a very Reinfield reaction she was having.

“Are you going to tell Buffy?” Duncan suddenly asked.

“Are you ever going to be able to sit again in your lifetime is the real question. Of coarse I am going to tell Buffy and Willow. Tara most likely already knows.” Kate answered, her fury rising.

Amy dropped to her knees and began throwing up. Duncan put her arm around the girl and held her. Duncan’s touch was gentle and Kate noticed something. Duncan’s actions were those of a lover not a friend. Her touch was appropriate, it was just something in the way the girl moved that surprised her. She knew she was allowed to take outside sex partners but she had never dreamed the girl was allowed this privilege as well. And just like that, Kate’s anger was gone. Duncan may have been a Reinfield but she was also a girl. A teenage girl.

“Let’s get your friend home. I think she needs to sleep this off. She is just drunk, I mean what did she have to drink?” Kate asked as she helped the girl to stand.

“I bought beer. A twelve pack from Willys' bar. He sells to Reinfields for their masters. She had about half of them. Six beers. Plus I think she drank some of Michael’s blueberry schnapps.” Duncan confessed.

“How much did you drink?” Kate asked smelling the girls breath.

“Three beers, Kim had the other three. And we both had some schnapps too.”

“Buffy is going to beat us both over this.” Kate said helping the girl to the car.

“No Willow is going to beat us or me. She doesn’t like smoking and drinking. Buffy got drunk a couple of times and Willow went crazy. She still doesn’t like that Buffy lets you drink a beer a couple of times a week.” Duncan explained pushing her friend into the back sit of Kate’s car.

“Lockley we are not busting anyone, the chief said just send them home.” One of the other officers said to Kate as he moved toward the car.

“I know Bert. Duncan this is Bert Rollins, Bert this is Duncan.”

“Rachel” Duncan explained

“She is my roommates kid. Since my roommate is at work this time of day, I am going to run the girls home and chain them in the house so they stay there.” Kate half-joked.

“This is the foxy blondes kid?” Bert asked.

Buffy had made a point of checking on Kate once she started back to work. So most of the detectives recognized her, if not from the multiple arrests, then from her current status as Kate’s girlfriend.

“Yeah she belongs to Buffy.” Kate said out loud and then added to herself but for how much longer.