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

Chapter 6
Interesting Perspective


Tara had tied Buffy’s arms behind her back and bent her over the punishment bench in the dungeon. Buffy was whimpering with need, and trying to squeeze her legs together to put pressure on her clit. Tara moved over to the cabinet and began inspecting potions. She thought about using the same one Buffy had used on her the last time they had played in the dungeon but thought better of it. It was too intense for Buffy’s current condition. The slayer was deep in withdrawal and her magic blasts were going to be extremely strong all night. It was a good thing they were going to keep Duncan upstairs.

She and Willow had spent a great deal of time and energy in protecting the dungeon. Buffy’s magic could not penetrate the walls of the dungeon. They had done this to protect Duncan. She could pick up Buffy’s magic from almost anywhere in the house. It was only after Cordelia's visit that both witches realized how strong Buffy’s magic energy had grown. It was after Cordelia almost went into a coma that they sealed off the dungeon.

After examining several magic lube potions Tara choose a honey-based product. It had the added pain / pleasure amplifiers in a mild formula plus the honey dried quickly and itched terribly once it started to dry. It was perfect when you left someone tied up all night.

Tara returned to Buffy and began tying her feet to the sides of the bench. In Buffy’s current state it was always wise to tie her down. Sometimes she got really carried away and couldn’t stop herself. Checking a second time to make sure Buffy’s legs were tightly fixed to the bench and her bottom cheeks were spread open, Tara began to pour lube into her rear opening. In this position there was only one way to mount the slayer. Not that Buffy wanted to be mounted any other way. The Goddess had given her visions of Buffy’s life and from them Tara had gained an understanding of her anal obsession. It mostly went back to the early days as a slayer and her first sexual experience with Angel. When Buffy had first been called and her body had been saturated with Angel’s vampire blood it released the lust on a young 15 year-old girl. An innocent 15-year-old girl. Buffy had no sexual experience beyond a few kisses. And the vampire blood surged in her veins to the point she simply went in to a hard withdrawal. Duncan was pushed on her and it temporarily cured the worst of the symptoms and the Reinfield magic made most of the memories fade.

So for the first few months the only thing Buffy really remembered was Merrik and Beth and being told to only have anal sex so she could kept her virginity. It was a crazy thing to teach her. But she had the lust and Beth and Duncan relieved most of the terrible pain from the lust. It wasn’t about love at that time it was about survival. Buffy had learned to love Duncan like a person in an arranged marriage learned over time to love their partner, slowly.

Enter Angel. The man that she loved. And she did love Angel with all of her heart. When she had given Angel her body, it was an act of love. She had allowed him entrance to the one place Merrik and Beth had claimed to be sacred and she had given it too him in love. It truly was the first time she made love to anyone. Not sex, not lust cure, not survival, she made love to him and in the instant her hymen was broken she released a huge amount of pent up magic into the man she loved. It was too much for him to handle and it literally tore his soul away. Not that the curse held it that tightly. It left the demon Angelus in its place. It really wasn’t hard to figure out why Buffy preferred sex anally with her history.

Tara mounted the slayer and almost laughed at the sigh of relief that came from her. Saying a quick spell for endurance she began to ride Buffy. Each of Buffy’s primary lovers were gifted in different things. Duncan had her magic sex skills of changing, purifying and amplifying magic. She had the most gifted tongue among the three. And she was a true submissive. Willow was a top without question. She could dish out just the right amount of pain. Pull the right amount of kink out of a person. She was a hard mistress but a loving one. She was both gentle and stern at the same time. And her three lovers would do anything she asked. Willow actually had the greatest endurance in bed outside of Buffy. Willow was kind of like the energizer bunny. And she could please all three of her lovers easily. Ok so she used a lot of spells but they were pleasured and contented. “Damn It”

Tara was the caretaker of the family. She was both a bottom and a top. She gave her lovers what they needed at that moment. If Duncan needed to be spanked she spanked. If Buffy needed to be ridden she rode. If Buffy needed to ride her that was ok too. Tara dutifully wore her clit weight because Willow liked it. She became a human candleholder for Willow and Buffy’s love making simple because they asked her too. She cooked brownies for Duncan when she felt down. Tara was the one who always gave in. Oddly Tara was usually the one that was happy.

And right now Tara was very happy. The base of the dildo was rubbing her clit in just the right way. Buffy was happily moaning and wriggling beneath her. She loved to hear the slayer’s heavy breathing. And then she wasn’t riding the slayer. No she was looking down on the scene in the dungeon.

“Damn it Will, I was so close.” Tara screamed before turning around to face the goddess.

“Jeez Tara, I’m going to put you back.” The goddess Kali said to her angry wife.

“Sorry I was just really close.” Tara said in a reasonable tone.

“Were you?” Kali said slipping her hands between Tara’s legs and pulling her clit weight. Tara just moaned and opened her legs wider. Willow fingered her vessel for hours, minutes, days, time had no meaning in this realm. Tara just leaned back and enjoyed the ride. Sometimes Shiva and the Tiger tortured her for centuries this way. Tara knew this realm as heaven, and she moaned in absolute pleasure. She would do anything to stay by her wives sides. It was good to be the vessel, the earth goddess, it was good to be Tara.

“She didn’t know how long her orgasm lasted but Willow/Kali’s hand stayed with her, slowing as the climax ended and finally pulling free. “Better?” Kali asked.

“Sorry I snapped.” Tara replied.

“It was my fault, I just wanted an excuse to play.” Kali said smiling broadly. Tara leaned in for a gentle kiss.

“You're upstairs talking to the Williamson's while I...” Tara just pointed to the scene below.

“It’s not exactly me yet. I am still mortal in this continuum. A long way from Kali. Buffy too is still basically mortal. Which is why you are there to protect them. Duncan…"

“I know rebirth. So are you going to tell me your will oh great goddess?” Tara asked sarcastically

“You really want to get back to that orgasm don’t you?” Willow said with a smirk.

“You know what Buffy is like.” Tara said with a rocking gesture worthy of Faith.

“Do you think while you are fucking my other wife missy you could talk to her about Duncan.”

“You want her to talk to Mrs. Williamson about Duncan, right?”

“How did you know.”

“That whole conversation last night or when ever, that time thing still messes me up, about how Buffy needed to deal with issues before ascending, and how it was hard for her to talk to us about the intimate stuff. “ Tara explained while her hands rubbed the goddesses' nipples.

She was just getting ready to lick said nipple when the room flashed and she was back ridding the slayer.

“You left again.” Buffy was beginning to sense the time shifts the way Duncan could.

“Ah yeah… just a minute… yeah.” Tara moaned as her body shifted into orgasm.

“Was it good for you.” Buffy asked between grunts. The magic lube was working overtime and her ass was on fire.

Tara regrouped and doubled her efforts at pumping the slayer. Saying another spell for endurance Tara began a hard steady fuck. She was going to bring the slayer to her knees metaphorically.

“You used the itch lube didn’t you?” Buffy asked as her ass burned with the doubled effort.

“Is it too much, do you want me to stop?” Tara asked honestly. She never wanted Buffy to suffer unduly.

“No it’s just right, not quit Chaos demon, more Riley when he was nice.” Buffy explained between moans.

“Is that good?” Tara asked

“Yeah. You haven’t lived until you have been ridden by a Chaos demon, not as large a Dha’dar Demon but they know how to use their tools. That is about as painful as it gets. Your body remembers the ride for days. Riley was a good lover, not great but he knew how to make what he had work. Plus the whole Initiative food of madness, slayers lust addiction thing. Takes an addict to ride an addict.” Buffy said.

“I like it when you talk to me about stuff. You don’t often tell me about your sorted life. Not that it’s sorted…. Ah…Ah…… Oh yeah… that was fun.” Tara said losing her concentration in another orgasm.

“Glad you're enjoying yourself.” Buffy laughed

“It’s only fun when you enjoy yourself too. Buffy you know I love you right. It's not just the 'I love Willow and all her friends' thing. You get that right?” Tara explained.

Buffy answered by shifting into a long hard magic driven orgasm. Tara just kept up the pace squirting some fresh lube on as she rode. “You ok, need me to stop?” Tara asked

“Stop now and I will slay your butt. The fresh lube feels nice.” Buffy replied.

“Buffy whatever you want, need, you only have to ask.” Tara reassured.

“I need to have my assed whipped raw and my head examined.” Buffy replied as a smaller orgasm hit her.

“Willow will be down after the Williamson’s leave and she’ll discipline you. But if you like I can stop and whip you. I'm not as good as Will, though.” Tara said.

"What you're doing is fine, better than fine, notice the multiple orgasms. Tara I love you. I LOVE YOU. Now fuck me like you mean it.” Buffy said before another orgasm washed over her.

Tara said another spell for strength and began really ramming Buffy.

“Goddess you’re killing me. I like it.” Buffy screamed out between heavy breaths.

“Exactly how many books on the subject do you have?” Frank asked examining the stack of books on the table.

“A few.” Willow answered as she turned yet another book on the subject of slayers open to the vital page.

“Show them the library.” Duncan said as she too flipped another book to the page about slayers.

“Library. You have a dungeon and a library. Very liberal of you. “ Frank said sarcasm dripping.

“Frank you're not helping. Ms. Rosenburg, Willow, may we see your library.” Martha asked.

Duncan jumped out of her seat, turned around three times, licked the table once and said, “this way.”

Then she happily bounced out of the kitchen repeating, “Company’s here must stand up right. Company’s here must stand up right”

“She seems happy.” Was Martha only reply as she moved toward the door to follow Duncan.

After a few minutes the three adults and one Reinfield found themselves in the upstairs library.

“I don’t think I have ever seen an occult library as large as this one.” Frank stated.

“Willow show him the dancing books. I loved the dancing books.” Duncan said scrambling around the library and then handing both the Williamson each a large book. “See you have to look for strings.” Duncan explained turning her own book around.

“Now hold them out” Duncan continued.

Following Duncan’s example they held the books out, not knowing what was supposed to happen.

“What the hell.” Willow said, “Ok I am not going to hurt you.” With that the three books rose and began to open and close in a rhythm. Duncan was happily clapping her hands with the books and dancing around in a small circle.

“Frank, look at her eyes.” Martha said to her husband. Willows eyes were glowing with power. The redhead witch really didn’t know just how powerful she was.

“Hold out your hands.” Duncan prompted then showed them what to do. The books stopped dancing and dropped back into the hands they had leapt out of.

Frank continued to look at Willow and back at the book. He was running his hands around it frantically looking for strings.

“So you really are a witch.” Martha stated.

“Yes and Buffy really is the slayer. And we don’t want to hurt anyone, well demons, we just want Duncan to be able to go to school.” Willow explained as she took the book out of Duncan’s hands.” Kissing the girl on the check and patting her behind she said. “Duncan it’s time for you to go to bed. If it’s ok with the Williamson’s you need to go back to school tomorrow.” Willow then looked at Martha and waited for the ok.

“Your… I have no idea what to call you” Martha said looking at Willow.

“Mistress” Duncan offered.

“Well Willow is right, you need to go to school tomorrow.” Martha replied. There was no way in hell she was going to call anyone mistress.

“Thank you.” Willow replied. “Now bed.” She added pointing to the bedroom.

Later they were once again in the kitchen.

“Thanks again, for Duncan, you have no idea how much she wants to go to school. “ Willow explained.

“The kid needs to be in school. But that doesn’t mean I buy any of the rest of this crap.” Frank said.

“While I don’t completely agree with my husband, Ms Rosenburg, I do agree Duncan needs to be in school. I also think you might want to invest in some counseling. If not for the whole family then for Duncan.” Martha said frankly.

“Lady let me be frank, I think you're all a bunch of nut cases. Which is fine as long as you keep to yourselves. And I get that the kid is gay. Not the first gay teen I have seen. When I worked in LA, you have no idea. So the kid is better off here than working the streets. But I can’t let you just use the kid either. My wife thinks you guys are on the level. Strangely my gut says the same thing. And if blond 'girlfriend number one' and the kid have a thing, if it’s consensual, hey whatever. None of you are that much older then the kid. But if I find out it isn’t consensual or the kid is being hurt. Trust me you don’t want to go there. Just keep the kid in school ok.” Frank ordered.

After the Williamson’s left, Willow made her way down to the dungeon. Entering she smiled as Tara was working over Buffy. Both her wives had big smiles on their faces. Willow took off her clothes, strapped on her favorite toy and snapped her bullwhip. Buffy was going to remember this.

“Good, you used the honey based. By morning she’ll be ready for the water torture.” Willow stated before the first lash hit Buffy’s back.

Frank Williamson walked into his house and directly to the phone. Tapping in a number from memory he waited for the other end to pick up. “Yeah can you get me Lt. Kate Langley on the phone, tell her it’s Frank Williamson.”