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

Chapter 3
The Learning Curve


Duncan sat outside of the principles office. She was glad Tara was sitting next to her. She hated being nervous. Her Reinfield instincts told her to jump on the counter and howl, then pull her pants down and rub her genitals on the corner of the counter until Buffy came out of the office and spanked her. And if the urge to do that wasn’t bad enough, she also wanted to hunt bugs in the office. She knew somewhere in the office there were a couple of cockroaches or at least a spider. When she was nervous or afraid it was so hard to fight her Reinfield instincts and needs.

So instead, Duncan squeezed her legs together and remembered that on top of it all she was horny. Buffy only had enough time to finger fuck her before she had to get dressed. She already missed Buffy’s hard morning fucks after the slayer returned from patrolling and today was only the first day of school. Well at least Buffy had promised to play with her after school.

Finally giving into her fear, Duncan reached over and held Tara’s hand. As Tara smiled at her she began to go over the things she needed to remember. Her name was Rachel Duncan. She was 15. Born 5/4/93. She was home schooled all her life. Her legal guardians were Willow and Buffy Rosenberg-Summers. Buffy was a used car sales person and Willow was a chemist. They were legally married first in Vermont in 2002 and then again in California in 2005 when the new laws were passed. Tara McClain was a family friend that lived with them. Tara had temporary custody rights when Buffy and Willow were away.

Duncan just kept repeating these facts over and over in her mind. She knew most were either lies or extreme variations on the truth.

Inside the office Buffy and Willow were receiving the third degree from a panel of high school staff.

“Duncan has lived with you for the last three years but her records don’t say who she lived with before she came to live with you?” Mrs. Kemp the school social worker asked.

“She lived with her family and now she lives with us. Not much to tell.” Buffy said. The years had not given the slayer a lot of patients. And she sucked at undercover. Besides Buffy had hated Mrs. Kemp’s attempts at social working her when she was in high school. Mrs. Kemp was about to ask another question when she saw Buffy’s hand print forming in the bending metal of the chair arm. Mrs. Kemp had survived graduation day and she decided she really didn’t need to know more. If Buffy Summers wanted this kid in school she knew better then to ask too many questions.

Mrs. Williamson was waiting for Christy Kemp to ask more questions. That was not a good enough answer by any stretch of the imagination. She then looked over at Mrs. Myerly. Ruth was a good teacher but she wasn’t the volunteer type. Which made it all the stranger that Ruth had volunteered for this assignment. Especially since Ruth hadn’t wanted to ask any question about the girl either. Bob Thorton, the school principal had never cared much for his students. He was just pissed that a new student was being added a month after school had started. And the fact she had lesbian parents, or as he called them, “THOSE PEOPLE” didn’t help. “Bloody hippie communist bastards just have to enter their kid in mid year so it will cost the board extra money. Fucking dykes.” Was how his rant always started when Duncan’s name was mentioned.

“Rachel did very well on her placement testing. She scored high in science and math, while her English scores were a little low.” Martha Williamson said breaking the silence.

“She did well in Science and Math?” Willow said smiling. She had never gotten the teachers pet thing out of her blood.

“Yes. Rachel did mention that you were a chemist and your friend that lives with you is a botanist. And you have both taken her to work with you many times.” Martha continued.

“Well I haven’t taken her with me that much, but she often goes with Tara to the institute or she works in our green house. “ Willow said proudly.

“She also mentioned sometimes going with you, Ms Summers, during the day. I would guess helping you with car sales would be a good way of learning math.” Martha said.

“Yeah I guess.” Buffy said, she was a lousy liar.

Buffy actually did work as a car sales person one or two days a week. One of the swinger couples she saw on a regular bases owned a car lot. When the IRS became interested in Buffy, she had needed a place to claim as her work place. The IRS was interested in Buffy because she owned one of Sunnydales eleven sex clubs. She had bought it for a dollar from a very evil purple Limoning demon that Buffy ran out of town. After she had purchased it, she then managed to buy Beth’s contract from the watchers counsel.

Buffy had always hated the way the counsel treated Beth, and she had been looking for a way to get Beth out of her contract with the counsel. The club gave her a condition that was expectable for Beth’s service contract to be sold. Magic contracts were very precise and often a pain in the ass.

Beth ran the club and managed several of Buffy rental properties. Buffy had saved the life of a young girl whose rich grand mother had in turn sold Buffy several rental properties for almost nothing. It was the older woman’s way of fighting evil. She knew a full time regular job would be hard for the slayer to hold. Beth had managed the property well and even managed to add a lot more land to Buffy’s list of property.

“Here is the deal ladies.” Bob Thornton said with pure disgust in his voice. “The school board says we have to let your kid go to school. But she will have to make up all the work she has missed to get credit for this semester.”

“Mrs. Williamson and myself are willing to help Rachel with this task. Not only to make up her work but also to fill in the blanks in her education. Meaning the areas she was a little behind in on her placement test, like English for example. “ Mrs. Myerly said

“If it is ok with you we were wondering if Rachel could work with us after school until 5pm. It would only be until she has caught up. We were thinking on Mondays and Wednesday's Mrs. Myerly could work with her on English and History. And Tuesdays and Thursdays I could work on Science and Math with her. And on Friday we would alternate helping her catch up on her other subjects like computer, art and gym as well as general study.” Mrs. Williamson stated.

“She has to make up gym, how do you make up gym?” Buffy asked.

“Ms. Reeves has given us several make up tests and exercises. Mostly involving rules for games like volleyball and tennis. A few essays on Olympic athletics, and the origin of modern football. That kind of thing. She has to be able to show the school board Rachel earned her grade. It is the same thing she does for students that break bones and can not participate in sports.” Martha Williamson explained.

“Oh” was Buffy’s only answer.

“And you’re willing to work with her after school each day?” Willow asked.

“If that is all right with the two of you. But Rachel will not get credit for the semester unless she completes the make up work.” Mrs. Myerly said.

“Both my wife and I would be grateful for your help.” Willow replied smiling ear to ear. She loved school.

It had been two weeks since Duncan started going to school. And so far the school part had been ok. Other then being called a dyke by the other students. To be honest she still didn’t understand exactly why being a dyke was a bad thing. Then she didn’t really understand what a dyke was.

She had asked her mistresses what the word meant. Buffy told her a story about a dam, a duck and a Dutch boy who stuck his fingers in things. She was still confused by that story. Willow just told her it was not a nice word people used and she preferred to be called gay. Well there was the whole rant thing about not being a resident of the isle of Lesbos. Duncan still didn’t get Willows rants most of the time. And when she asked Tara what a Dyke was, the apprentice goddess just asked her to explain where she had her it, and then told her human kids could be mean and not to worry about it. Duncan had finally gone to the library and looked it up. And that was the final thing that confused her. Why would anyone care if she slept with women? She was supposed to sleep with women. She was bonded to a slayer. And being bonded to a slayer was a huge honor.

But that wasn’t the only thing that was bothering her. When she had started going to school she stopped sleeping between Willow and Tara although she still slept with Mr. Dragon. But she missed them. She didn’t like waking up in the middle of the night alone in her room. Buffy must have sensed this because the slayer had started climbing into bed with her when she returned from her last patrol.

Still Duncan felt out of place at home. Her mistresses didn’t spank her except on Fridays. And even then it was little more then a tap. While most of the spankings Duncan received were sexual in nature the ones that were the discipline type were done more to help Duncan calm down. When Willow and Tara had moved in with Buffy and Duncan, they had both concentrated on getting Buffy’s lust under control. Since Duncan was the major cure for Buffy, the witches could do little outside of bandaging her up. Then Willow with Tara’s help had discovered how to control Buffy’s addiction with her own brand of discipline. With this done Willow started trying to make Duncan act more human. Unchaining her in the house, teaching her to go out into public, teaching her to stand upright and walk instead of crawl. Most of it worked. Duncan longed to please her mistress but it was an up hill struggle.

Buffy had done a great deal of work with Duncan even before her wives moved in. By the time Willow and Tara met Duncan, Buffy was taking her shopping in the mall and she was walking up right in public. But Buffy still hadn’t gotten Duncan to walk up right in the house. Even now Duncan would crawl around the house rather the walk and had to be reminded; though she almost always walked upright when she was out of the house. Except when she was bug hunting in the yard.

Then the early training she had received before she was bonded to Buffy had been brutal. She was trained never to walk up right. To allow no one other then her bonded master to touch her pussy, unless her master had given permission to another person. Both Willow and Tara had Buffy’s permission to touch Duncan anywhere. She was never to touch her genitals with her fingers other then to clean herself and that had to be brief. Oddly she was trained to relieve the pain of holding back organism by rubbing her genitals against the floor or other hard objects like chair corners. Willow had whipped Duncan twice in her life, with her bullwhip, though Willow had not broken the girls skin. The first time was for biting Xander. The second was for ruining her lap top computer by masturbating with it all day while she was at work. Duncan had rubbed herself raw and left Willow’s favorite toy soaking wet and short-circuited.

Duncan was trained never to stand up by the use of a fifteen-pound clit weight with an electric device that shocked Duncan when she lifted it off the ground. Reinfields biology was very different from humans. Their clits were a combination of several glands used for magic collection and release and nerve endings. It was why they felt pain in their clits when they weren’t allowed to come. And their clits could get extremely large when they didn’t come. They could become as large as a softball, as well as being hard as a rock and round in shape. An unbound Reinfield’s clit would get as large a baseball. Duncan’s was about golf ball size when she was bound with Buffy.

It had taken Buffy a long time to tell her wives what she had seen the watchers do to Duncan before she was bounded. Not that they stopped there abuse after she was bounded. Buffy still had not told them much about the things done to her as well. When Buffy had met Duncan for the first time the girl was chained down to the floor with heavy chains. Her wrist and ankle cuffs were chained directly into the floor so she could not move at all. Duncan was covered in whiplashes from the top of her back to the back of her calves. Her stomach and breasts were whipped as well. There were two heavy chains crisscrossing her back. She had a dog collar on and the leash was tied in a way that made Duncan stretch her neck painfully. She was wearing the heavy electric clit trainer as well as heavy nipple clamps.

The creature had horrified Buffy, but her own 'out of control' lust was rushing her body. She was in full withdrawal. Every inch of her body shook with the need to come. The watchers would bring her in to see Duncan and she would freak out and they would whip Duncan even more. Then take Buffy out of the room. Then her lust would kick in and she would beg them for release. They would repeat the process until finally Buffy couldn’t stand it any more. They had untied Duncans leash and had Buffy stand naked in front of Duncan so she could lick the slayer’s pussy exactly the way Beth had trained her to.

For Duncan, and to some extent Buffy, Beth had been the gentle hand that trained them both. Merrik had been much like Giles was now, her mentor. Pike had been a little like Willow or Xander. Trevor had been the king of them all. The one who enjoy tormenting people. The one who gave the orders? There were four or five other watchers involved in their early training.

It was because of Duncan’s early training that Buffy had asked Willow to never use clit weights or plugs on Duncan. Most of the stranger house rules that involved Duncan in truth came from Buffy. It had been Buffy who had finally made Willow understand that Duncan honestly needed to be spanked. Tara had understood it first, and had turned Duncan over her knee on more then a few occasions. Willow finally followed suit. The Reinfield part of her soul simply felt unloved unless her mistresses displaced her well. To be honest on more then a number of occasions they had spanked Duncan without knowing why she thought she needed it. If you asked her while she was being spanked she usually told you.

Duncan behaved in a certain way when she honestly thought she had done something bad. She acted nervous, more nervous then usual. Her legs would not stay still. She bounced around the house on all fours rather then crawled. She would hunt bugs without really wanting to catch them. She growled at the air and made several inhuman noises. Duncan did most of these things normally but when she started putting them together with her patented guilty look, her mistresses usually knew she wanted a spanking.

Tara, Willow and Buffy were sitting by the pool drinking ice tea. They had been watching Duncan swim in small circles in the pool. They had been watching her behavior become more erratic all day.

“Why don’t we just spank her and get it over with?” Tara asked.

“You mean you are not enjoying synchronized Reinfield Swimming?” Buffy asked in her perky voice.

“I am with Buffy on this. Sometimes the things she thinks up to do are amazing.” Willow said.

“Does this mean you actually enjoyed the beetles spitting game earlier today?” Buffy asked

“Ew, did you have to remind me. I never thought I would want her to just eat the bugs.” Willow said.

“So we spank her when she gets out of the pool?” Tara asked.

“We may not have to if she drowns herself.” Buffy said as she shot out of her chair and into the pool.

Fifteen minutes later Buffy was carrying Duncan over her shoulder toward the dungeon. Once Willow and Tara had their careers underway they had built the house. With the money Buffy made from the club they could afford to build a very nice house. The main floor had a guest living room, a family room, dining room, bathroom and kitchen. The upstairs had two master bedrooms, a den, a large library, and a huge bathroom. The bathroom had a large four head shower that they could all fit in easily, a large tub with the faucet on the side so two of them could soak in it at the same time, and a large treatment area with a medical examination table and a butchers block with drawers full of supplies. This was where they treated most of Buffy’s and Duncan’s wounds. Outside the house there was a large green house that Tara and Willow used to grow magical ingredients and a pool with a built in deck. They also had a kiln in the yard. There was a gazebo with a secret room underneath for Willow and Tara to do spells in. The house had several secret staircase, walls and panels. Buffy wanted them to be able to get away from whatever might be chasing them inside the house. The basement had extra storage space, a laundry room, an extra bedroom, Buffy’s work out room and the Dungeon.

The Dungeon was as large as most of the other rooms in the house but did not show on the blue prints. It was built underground and had an entrance in the green house. It too had a large group shower and a tub used for water torture. Buffy sometimes needed to use the room for her work. There were punishment benches and poles. Tall stocks you had to stand up in and pilgrim stocks you had to sit in. Whipping frames that someone could be hung upside down in. Bungie swings. Wall manacles. And the device Buffy was about to tie Duncan into.

“Duncan got dizzy not mean drown, not mean get Buffy wet.” Duncan screamed as Buffy tore off her suit.

Buffy then pulled off her own clothes and tossed them in a pile with Duncan’s recently slayed swimsuit.

Buffy looked around and saw Tara and Willow watching her and said, “No voyeurs, either leave or strip.”

Willow playfully started out the door and Buffy dropped Duncan and chased after her. In a few seconds Buffy was carrying Willow back into the Dungeon. “Let me put that another way. The angel of death said strip. You are my women, me cave Buffy make monkey love to women, now strip.”

“And you said I had been spending too much time with Xander.” Willow replied while she quickly got undressed. Tara looked at her wives, shook her head and began to get undressed.

With her wives undressing she returned to her Reinfield. The device she was going to put Duncan on was specially made for her by the man Beth employed to make similar items for her club. The first part of the device was like a swing. There was a board that was fitted over Duncan's front and curved into a swing like bottom that had a dildo at the end of it. Buffy stuffed the plastic piece into Duncan’s wet pussy. Once that piece was fixed in place Duncan’s legs were pulled up and she hung on the swing parallel to the floor with most of her weight carried against her hips on the dildo. Then her legs were pulled back into almost a frog stance and lashed to the side poles at the calves. This spread her buttock checks wide open and allowed deep penetration of her ass. Her hands were then tied behind her back at the wrist. Once that was done her arms were then tied to a center bar above her mid section. This put a lot of pressure on her shoulders and pulled her head a little higher than her bottom, again placing most of the weight on her hips and dildo, the rest of her weight was balanced by the board in front that ended just below her nipples.

This done Buffy tossed Willow her favorite silk cat of nine tails. If this had been Tara, Willow would simply caress Tara with the whip, but Duncan needed a strong hand just the same as Buffy. Willow didn’t disappoint. She began at a break neck pace whipping Duncan’s bottom.

Buffy gathered supplies then returned to Tara. Taking the future goddess by the hand she pulled her over to Duncan turning her to face the Reinfield. Getting on her hands and knees she grabbed Tara’s clit weight in her teeth. Tara tried not to buck. Gently Buffy began rolling the little chain around her tongue until it was neatly encircling it. Tara just moaned and Willow enjoyed the view and increased her whipping of Duncan. With the chain around her tongue Buffy began to torment Tara’s clit until she bucked her hips hard and screamed, “Willow.” It was one more thing the slayer and witch had in common.

Tara realizing she had bucked her hips hard quickly looked down to see if her prisoner clit was unharmed only to find Buffy smiling at her with the now liberated weight in her mouth. Tara never did understand how Buffy could remove the weight with her mouth. Not that she minded.

Buffy quickly buckled a strap on Tara then she moved down to Willow and strapped the largest dildo in their collection on the redhead. Showing Willow the magic lube she had chosen Buffy squirted a large amount on the dildo and directly into Duncan’s back door. After kissing Willow hard on the mouth for several minutes Buffy returned to Tara.

First Buffy tied Tara’s arms to the top of the frame Duncan was hung on. Next she helped Tara aim the strap on into Duncan’s mouth. At the same time Willow tossed the whip to the side and mounted Duncan. While Willow rode Duncan, the Reinfield was also giving Tara a blowjob. Buffy caressed Tara’s back and kissed the blond witch’s neck. Tara was almost ready to come when she felt Buffy’s well oiled fingers enter her back entrance. Buffy was generally anally obsessed so she wasn’t surprised. The slayer’s fingers felt good there and Duncan was incredible when it came to eating pussy or giving blowjobs.

While Duncan was enjoying herself, her ass felt a little weird and not just from the hard whipping and the even harder ass fucking she was receiving from Willow. No there was something different about her bottom today. She tried to more her legs thinking it was a cramp only to remember they were tied down. In fact the more she wiggled the more her ass was starting to hurting. She started to gag a little on Tara’s latex cock because she was trying to wriggle away; it was really starting to hurt. Before she could think about it any longer she felt her body, which seemed to enjoy the pain, fall into orgasm.

Tara was in heaven. She was just about to go into another orgasm when she felt absolute pain in her ass, with that she slipped into orgasm.

Both Tara and Duncan continued to orgasm for several minutes. Just about the time they came close to stopping the magic potion in the lube sent them into yet another orgasm. “You bitch” was all Tara kept repeating as her ass felt like it was on fire and her stomach muscle hurt from uncontrolled orgasm. Duncan too was having problems. She had bitten Tara’s dildo in half and spat it out during orgasm. Her ass was killing her and the pain was giving her orgasm after orgasm. This was one of the positions Willow used to control Buffy’s Slayer lust. It caused intense pain and intense orgasm all at the same time. It was an extremely intense sexual experience.

Finally Duncan could stand it any longer and she began to break her bonds while screaming “Duncan be good girl” over and over at the top of her lungs. Ripping through the swing straps she fell flat on the floor with Willow still riding her ass. Buffy smiled at the scene, “Duncan, be still or we start over from the beginning.” Duncan stopped moving. It wasn’t the first time Buffy did something like this to her. Buffy then pulled her fingers out of Tara and untied her hands. Tara fell back into her arms and Buffy lowered her gentle to the floor. Caressing her softly while she caught her breath. Willow had pulled out of Duncan and was unbuckling her strap on.

Buffy kissed Tara long and hard on the mouth and then moved over to Willow and repeated the action. Taking the belt from Willow she placed more magic lube on it and remounted the crying Duncan.

Gentle stroking Duncan’s hair, Buffy said, “You know the position I like, come on up on your knees.” Buffy instructed. Duncan just whimpered; the slayer was already pumping her ass. Still crying and coming over and over from the magic potion Duncan lifted Buffy and her self up into the doggy style positions. Willow helped Tara into the shower stopping only to pull the broken swing piece out of Duncan’s pussy.

After another hour of listening to Duncan scream “BE GOOD GIRL” Willow took a bullwhip to Buffy’s ass to make her stop. Mostly it just made the slayer come harder.

Later that evening Buffy took Duncan into town for ice cream and a quick patrol. Both she and Duncan were completely healed up from their games earlier that day. Buffy was even enjoying the large butt plug Tara had insisted she wear. Tara was still a little miffed about the magic potion but Buffy was sure a few hours of tender loving care from her Wills would have Tara happy again. Not that the potion really did any damage. It hurt and it gave pleasure but all it left were over used muscles. Most of the pain was illusion.

Buffy took Duncan’s hand into her own and they walked along looking in the shop windows. Buffy loved watching Duncan look at things. The Reinfield never saw the world the same way humans did. After a few minutes Buffy pulled Duncan into an embraced and kissed her lips tenderly. They stayed that way for several minutes until she was pushed into the wall and a policeman screamed. “All right you’re both under arrest. “

“Damn it” was Buffy’s only reply. She had her guard up for demons not humans, so she was taken by surprise.

Duncan who was confused by what was going on pounced in front of Buffy and began to growl. The officers became frighten and pulled out their guns. Buffy managed to move Duncan out of the way but not before the shot grazed her head knocking her out.