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

Chapter 2
Chains on the Mind


[The Year is 2008]

Duncan had been sore before she snuck off to the Sunnydale High, now she had a major fear of sitting. Willow had picked her up from the high school principles office. She had no idea who this Snyder person was, but Duncan was sure she didn’t want to meet him. Her bottom had suffered enough over him already. Duncan usually didn’t understand most of Willows rants but she did understand Willow was very angry. So angry in fact that after she had spanked Duncan and given Duncan’s bottom to Tara to spank, Tara had some anger issues as well, Willow tied Duncan to the kitchen table and spanked her a second time.

The little Reinfield was dreading what Buffy was going to do to her when she got home. Willow and Tara had left her tied to the table while they argued in the living room. Duncan didn’t have slayer hearing so she couldn’t hear her mistresses. Her bottom was throbbing. She had taken much worse beatings at Buffy’s hands but somehow a spanking from her angry mistresses hurt her far worse then ones she received in sexual play. Mostly Duncan liked the things Buffy did to her and Duncan loved Buffy absolutely without question.

After an hour of being tied to the table Duncan heard Buffy arguing with her other mistresses. The arguing went on for a long time. Duncan tried to wipe her tears away on the sleeve of her shirt. Her tears were not from the pain in her still throbbing bottom but from the unknown ache in her heart. It was the same ache that had sent her to the school in the first place. The same ache that had answered Mrs. Williamson. It hurt far worse then any physical punishment could.

It was hard to wipe away tears when your hands were tied to the table legs. Then she heard the footsteps of the three magical beings as they moved into the kitchen. Wordlessly Duncan felt Buffy roughly grab her pants and unzip them. Both Willow and Tara had spanked her with her jeans on. Buffy was another story. Duncan held her breath hoping Buffy wouldn’t rip her pants off her. She liked this pair of jeans a lot. The Reinfield felt her pants and panties pulled down below her knees. She breathed a sign of relief; The slayer wasn’t going to rip them to shreds.

What relief she felt was gone in the second that Buffy’s hand began smacking her sore bottom. The slayers hand was harder then any belt would ever be. Tears poured from the girl by the time she felt Buffy push the head of her plastic cock into her rear opening.

“Buffy!” was shouted in a command voice from Willow. And Duncan felt the head pulled out. The Reinfield knew without seeing that Tara had just handed Buffy a tube of lube. Duncan signed again with relief when she felt Buffy spreading a thick layer of lube in her back entrance. Being taken up the ass by an angry slayer without lube really could be cruel and usual punishment.

Any thought of salvation Duncan might have had was soon lost as the creature received the ass fucking from hell. This was one of the slayers better talents. When you were fucked by Buffy you stayed fucked, and your body remembers it for days. But the fucking wasn’t really the punishment for Duncan, no the real punishment was the come factor. Duncan could not come unless Buffy allowed it. And an angry Buffy was not going to let Duncan come. The problem was that Duncan was a Reinfield and unlike humans, Reinfields pulled sexual magic into their bodies and then released a purified form back out of there bodies into there owners when they came. If they didn’t come the energy just stayed inside them building. Holding the energy started to become painful. Even a short session could create a great deal of pain in a Reinfield. An hour-long hard ass fucking from Buffy without coming was serious big time pain.

And an hour was all Willow was going to allow. It was her job in their marriage to protect Duncan. It was even in their vows. So exactly on the hour marker Willow’s eyes began to glow and Buffy found her self staring at Willow eyes as the words “Back off” echoed in an inhuman voice. It took Willow’s magic voice to reach the lust-addicted slayer more often then not.

“Sorry” Buffy said before pulling out of her slave.

“Duncan are you ok.” Tara asked the girl as she started to untie the girl’s hands.

“Yes, I am fine.” Duncan answered now wiping away her tears. She hated crying in front of her mistresses, in front of Buffy.

Tara moved around the table to untie her other hand while Willow dealt with Buffy’s lust. Willow had removed the latex dildo and was licking her wet pussy. The only real way to deal with Buffy’s lust was to use a mixture of a little magic with a lot of clit abuse. Willow was very good at keeping Buffy in line.

Tara moved around and untied Duncan’s legs from the table before helping her to stand up. Duncan knew her own pussy was too wet to just put her pant back on so she began with Tara’s help to pull them off. There was just something naughty about being spanked or fucked with your pants half on and half off. Leaving Buffy and Willow in the kitchen to do even naughtier things than leaving your pants on, Duncan still needing Tara’s help headed off to the shower.

Buffy and Willow were both smiling. Sometimes it was nauseating the way they behaved after a really good fuck. And judging from the noise all over the house, it had been a very good fuck. Tara had cleaned Duncan up and the two of them had laid down in the bedroom with Mr. Dragon and Miss Kitty to watch TV. The sci-fi channel what else. Duncan carefully stretched out on her stomach and was just as carefully touching Tara. Trying to get as much skin contact as she could. Tara recognized her behavior as an attempt at asking for forgiveness as well as a way of saying how scared she was. Normally Duncan didn’t get that frighten from a round of ‘Lets punish the Reinfield.’ Buffy did much worse as part of the daily coarse of events. So Tara, young Tara, wasn’t sure why exactly this session had shook up the little Reinfield so much. And Duncan was shook up. The way she was pushed up against her spoke louder then words.

Looking down at Duncan one last time, Tara closed her eyes and made contact with herself. An older self. And then she felt Duncan shift just the smallest amount. Duncan always felt the time shifts. “It’s ok Duncan, it’s still me, just an older me.” Tara explained to calm Duncan down. Duncan was usually confused by the time shifts and what confused Duncan tended to frighten her.

“Ok” Duncan said but from her tone it was clear she still had a lot of fear. Tara pulled up Duncan's overly large tee shirt and looked at her red bottom. It clearly must have stung and would be bruised by morning. Not that it wouldn’t heal just as quickly. Reinfields were designed exactly for this kind of abuse and general use. Tara could of course heal the girl. She was a goddess in training. But somethings were better left to nature. Duncan would need to remember this spanking. Moving her hand over the girl’s bottom she began to stretch her mind out and check the rest of her body. Buffy had really had a good time at the girl’s expense. Buffy really did know how to fuck a person so they wouldn't forget about it soon. Duncan would be feeling this session for a couple of days in her tender tissue. Tara was tempted to heal that a little, not completely, but that too was a lesson best left to time. Buffy might have left an impression but the slayer had not hurt the girl. From that point Tara moved over the rest of the girl’s body. And stopped in shock at her mind.

Tara had never expected to feel that much pain coming from a Reinfield’s mind. She knew Duncan was special but she had no idea just how special. Knowing she could not heal this wound magically either Tara did the only thing she could do, the earth goddess cried. It was only a single tear, but the tear was from someone who had known the pain of eternity. After several minutes of silences Tara figured out a battle plan. She would need to make her wives understand how much pain Duncan was in. How badly the girl needed to go to school. Given time she knew she could explain it to Willow. But Buffy would need a demonstration. The merging of her soul with Shiva had not been good for the slayers reason capacity. Buffy wasn’t Faith but she tended to be a little more of an 'act first ask questions later' kind of gal. Not that Tara really would have complained about Buffy. Buffy did in fact ask questions. Lots of question and that was the big difference between her and the other slayers.

Twenty minutes later Duncan was becoming very frightened. Her three mistresses were circling the bed. And not in a ‘it’s time for group sex kind of way.’ Duncan had not lost any of her need to come from Buffy’s earlier treatment. That was part of the Reinfields curse to stay right on the edge of coming until their owner gave them permission. Duncan was literally stuck on the edge of orgasm until Buffy released her. So the idea of group sex was a nice one to Duncan. Willow always made Buffy let her come in group sex. But this circling was not group sex circling, it was 'Duncan had done something wrong and must be punished' circling.

Duncan closed her eyes and said a short prayer to the goddess that they would let her sleep chained in the dungeon and not spank her again. Having Buffy in the house meant having a dungeon. Willow might have banned Buffy from the clubs but she wasn’t stupid enough not to know Buffy needed the kind of treatment she got in the clubs. Willow almost never chained Duncan up much less in the dungeon but there had been the one time Duncan bit Xander. Willow had made her sleep chained to Buffy’s punishment bench. Willow had been so mad she even whipped Duncan with her bullwhip. Duncan could count on two fingers the number of times Willow had whipped her with a bullwhip. Buffy was not allowed to use a bullwhip, period. In fact Willow had order Buffy to use only her hand, belt or riding crop on Duncan. No canes, whips, paddles or kitchen utensils on Duncans skin. Also Willow forbade the use of clit or breast weights or butt plugs on Duncan.

The last part had surprised and confused Duncan a lot. Willow made Tara wear a clit weight almost everyday. Tara didn’t even complain about it anymore. She just got out of bed took her shower and before she dressed in the morning, Tara would dutifully bring her collection of clit weights to Willow. Each morning Willow would select one, be it the heaviest, the tightest or the lightest one, for Tara to wear. And while Tara was sentenced to wear clit weights, Buffy wore butt plugs. More often then not with breast clamps. With the amount of sex Buffy had in a single day, the clit weights just got in the way. Besides Buffy tended to have multiple orgasms just walking to the mail box when she wore clit weights and it just got way too embarrassing going to the grocery story with the slayer.

After a few more circles of the bed Tara said. “Will you two take a seat, you're scaring her, the demonstration will begin in a moment.”

Duncan was very confused and now had a death grip on Mr. Dragon. Buffy and Willow had brought chairs in from the kitchen and were holding hands, staring at her like it was sweeps week on Star Trek The Generation After the Next Generation After the Last One. Tara moved carefully over to the bed. Duncan figuring Tara wanted to spank her again, pulled up her tee shirt and assumed the position. All three of her mistresses laughed at her.

“Duncan I know you’re just trying to be a good girl and we shouldn’t laugh.” Buffy said between chuckles. Duncan looked extremely cute and vulnerable on the bed that way.

“No more spanking today so just relax.” Tara said as she touched Duncan lightly on the shoulders. To make the girl feel a little more secure she moved the girls' tee shirt back down her body.

"Duncan do you think you can stand up for me at the end of the bed. I think your bottom is a little too sore for you to lay on your back yet.” Tara directed. Duncan did as she was told and was a little surprised when she was turned to face the slayer and witch. Tara then had her spread her legs wide apart and put her hands on the back of her head.

“As you can see her pussy is still very wet and Buffy has not let her come yet this evening. Which has to be it’s own special little hell for Duncan after the Olympic Gold Metal Ass Fucking contest she was subjected to. For those of you not currently living outside of time, for a Reinfield, the worst possible punishment is to be brought to the edge of orgasm and to be left there. I believe this exact punishment was given to Angel when he was in hell.”

“Oh yeah, permanent hard on. Still don’t understand the leather pants thing though.” Willow babbled. They had discussed Angel’s torments on both sides of heaven and hell many times. No one understood the leather pants need thing. A need that Faith also seemed to share.

“If you want me to make Duncan come, Tara, you only have to ask, you don’t need the dramatics.” Buffy stated.

“Don’t let her come just yet. “ Tara quickly said, adding a little magic time delay. She needed Duncan come free for a little longer. Buffy was amazed at the feel of Tara’s magic. She had already given the come command and it felt odd having it returned to her. Duncan for her part quietly sighed. She really wanted to come and to be that close really did seem unfair.

“This is going to take a few minutes but I need you both to watch. No participating with each other or us. Hands to yourselves, pants zipped for now. You think the two of you can handle that?” Tara asked, or rather told her wives. Willow may have been the head butch in the family but Tara wore the pants.

“Ok” Willow said “Fine” Buffy said; though Buffy did cross her arms in silent protest.

Tara then slid down to the floor and began to torment the Reinfields already over used and abused pussy. It was the older more experienced Tara doing the licking so in less then five minutes Duncan’s whole body was shaking with the need to come. Duncan at some point began to shake so hard that Buffy jumped out of her chair and lowered her carefully on to the bed. She may have been on her back but with what Tara was doing to her Duncan didn’t noticed.

“Ok now can I let her come.” Buffy asked still holding her slave.

“Not yet, give me another few minutes.” Tara said, her tongue had never left the girls' pussy the whole time Buffy lowered Duncan to the bed.

“I don’t think she can take another few minutes Tara I think your hurting her.” Willow added concerned.

“Alright I show you both now.” Tara said as she moved her finger in the place of her tongue. Duncan just moaned ‘please’

“Duncan I am going to give you a choice. A simple choice but first I want you to tell me something. I know words are hard for you especially when you're in this state but I need you to use words.” Tara said this while her fingers danced over Duncan clit. Duncan legs were shaking like crazy and her hip were bucking by this time.

“Do you want to come. I need you to tell me how bad you want to come.” Tara asked

“B-b-b-bb-bad. I need to come bad. It ..It.. It.. It hurts. Goddess it hurts.” Duncan said tears flowing from her eyes, her whole body was alive with the need to come.

“Jesus Tara, we can see she needs to come, now take the whammy off and let me let her come.” Buffy ordered.

Tara ignoring Buffy said, “Duncan I am going to give you a choice, it is a simple one, you can choose to wait until tomorrow to come and go to school, or you can come now and never go near the high school again. The choice is yours.”

Willow and Buffy looked at Tara like she was nuts. Duncan was a Reinfield. Reinfield did not have long range goals. Tomorrow may as well have been never in Reinfield time. All this torment for nothing, Duncan’s mind would choose coming now, that instant. Duncan got upset when things took longer then five minutes.

Which was why both Willow and Buffy were surprised when Duncan didn’t start screaming “Let me come” right away. And as they turned their stare from Tara to Duncan they were amazed that Duncan said nothing. They even double-checked Tara’s hand that was still tormenting the hell out of Duncan’s pussy.

And just about the time they were going to ask Duncan if she had heard the question, Duncan answered. “School, I can wait until tomorrow to come. Are you going to play with my pussy until then?” The fear in the girl’s voice was clear.

Willow sat down on the floor in shock. Buffy just pulled Duncan tighter into her arms and with a quick move pushed Tara’ s hand away. “There will be no more torture of the pussy tonight.” Buffy stated protectively.

“Buffy you are going to need to hold her tight. I didn’t exactly stop your come commands I just time delayed them.” Tara explained and as if on cue Duncan’s Body rocked into orgasm. Worse since Duncan released magic when she came, Buffy rocked into orgasm a few seconds later. It was amazing how many time-delayed commands Buffy had given in those few minutes while Tara had tortured Duncan.

Duncan passed out after the fourth or fifth one. Not that her body stopped coming. No Buffy was treated to more then a dozen hard orgasms from Duncan’s release.

“Don’t even try and whine to me Buffy, most of this was your magic not mine.” Tara stated while moving Buffy back onto the bed for yet another orgasm.

“I feel the need to state I don’t like your old mean 'hey I am a goddess' self.” Buffy said before another orgasm rocked her.

Catching her breath the slayer continued, “I knew there was a reason why I like to have sex with other people. Other people meaning other people who don’t pour massive amounts of magic back into you, or use witchy goddess like tricks on you, oh I am going to come again. Jesus Tara what the hell did you do to Duncan! Oh yeah!” Buffy babbled. The hours Duncan had held the unreleased magic had only served to amplify it. But this blast was special; It carried with it all of Duncan’s emotional needs as well. It was in short a hell of a ride for the slayer.

They had let Duncan sleep in. That wasn’t that unusual, but it was unusual when she slept in with Buffy wrapped around her. Buffy didn’t need to sleep. But there she was snoring away with Duncan curled in her arms. Duncan had missed waking up that way. Ever since the angel merged with Buffy, the slayer hadn’t needed to sleep. Duncan would have been happy to stay that way forever only she was a biological being and she needed to pee. That and stretch her legs. Her muscles felt like they had fought a war.

Slowly she slid her body out from under Buffy trying hard not to wake the sleeping slayer. It didn’t work. Just about the time she was almost free, she heard Buffy say, “Hurry back, I want to play.”

Buffy had gone extremely easy on her. The slayer had only tapped her bottom twice with her hand. It was rare for Buffy not to spank Duncan at least once a day. And the sex they had was soft. Buffy was tender without a hint of her slayer’s lust in sight. And when they finished Buffy had carried Duncan to the bathroom and bathed her. It had been a log time since Buffy had bathed her.

Sometime after that Willow and Tara joined Duncan who was in the kitchen being served breakfast by Buffy.

“I think we are all here. It’s time we talked.” Willow announced

Duncan automatically stood up and bent over the table, thinking her mistresses were still angry with her.

“Duncan sit down and eat your breakfast. We are done with the punishment phase of our household drama.” Buffy said while flopping pancakes onto Duncan's plate.

“Ok” Duncan replied as she sat down and began pouring syrup on her favorite breakfast food.

“Do you really want to go to school?” Willow asked

“Yes.”

“Duncan why do you want to go to school. Make us understand.” Tara asked

“I don’t really know. It’s where real people are. Not demons. Real people. And they learn stuff like states of matter. Did you know ice was the solid form of water? And steam is the gas form? That is what I learned in school the other day. And other stuff too. I know I could read books. I know if I asked you, you would find them for me like from the library but it’s not the same as learning with people. I like people. I like being around people not just you guys. Some times I dream about being human. About becoming real.” Duncan pleaded.

“You want to become real?” Buffy asked

“Stupid huh?”

“When I was a little older then you are, 15, I was called. After that all I wanted was to be normal. To be just like everyone else. It was all about ‘the fitting in.’ Is that what you mean by becoming real?” Buffy asked.

“I think so. I just want to do this one thing like human people. You all went to school. I love the story’s you and Willow tell about your high school days. Except the Snyder parts. They hurt. And I love when you all talk about College stuff. I just want something like that.”

“It’s not going to be easy.” Tara stated

“You’ll have to hide who you are. Which means learning to over come your Reinfield instincts. Like automatically bending over the table to be spanked.” Willow pointed out.

“We aren't kidding Duncan this is going to be really tough.” Buffy added.

“I understand.” Duncan said a little defeated.

“We are going to let you try, Dunc, don’t give up just yet. We are just saying it will be tough.” Buffy said smiling.