Title: The Reinfield
Author: Carol A. Clarke
Email: Carol.Clarke@mail.state.ky.us
Rating: NC- 17. Smut Warning not for the squeamish
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Buffy has a lot of secrets. This is one of them
Feed Back: YES!
Thanks: Kimber for just being Kimber. Shadowlander for the inspiration for this story.
Kimber and Cheryl Hill for Beta.

Chapter 3
The Blushing


The loud sound of leather hitting flesh echoed throughout the mansion.

“Duncan that was bearly a tap. That makes it 15 for you. Now, if you don’t want more, hit harder.”

#Whack, #Whack # #Whack #. Resounded though out the house, baring witness to the power of the strikes.

“That’s my good girl, keep it up.” #Whap # “Oh Yeah, just like that”

In mid swing Duncan noticed Giles standing at the entrance to the living area and she pulled the belt back where it only tapped Buffy’s pink bottom.

“What the hell was that? Your up to 17!”

“Huh Hum.” Giles said to draw Buffy’s attention. “I believe we had an appointment to go shopping today.”

Giles was blushing head to toe. He hated walking in on Buffy in mid “Lust”. He hated what the lust did to her. Hated that the lust was growing out of control. He hated that it was the Watchers Councils methods that had awakened Buffy before she was ready, causing the lust in her when she was far too young to fight it. That the counsel had sent her, a fifteen-year-old girl to a Succubus, a demon, for training.

No, Rupert did not blame Buffy or even Faith for their behavior. They were trained, conditioned to react to the overwhelming magic forced through their bodies and they both coped with it as best they could. In Faiths case it had driven her insane. In Buffy, it was creating a serious sexual addiction. And he could do little more then stand by.

“Bite Me Giles, I am not done yet. And you, I do not remember telling you to stop. That is 19, now spank me.” Buffy was lost to the lust. So Giles just said, “ I am going to make some tea, don’t be too long we have a great many places we need to go today.” Giles doubted Buffy heard him. So he went in search of Tea.

Duncan continued to spank Buffy with the slayers favorite belt. The Reinfield was not human and she could easily tear Buffys' arms from her sockets. But the girl was gentle by nature and it had taken Buffy almost two years to teach the girl to spank her the way she needed. Even then she had to spank the girl afterwards. Not that Duncan minded. The little Reinfield purred like a locomotive when Buffy spanked her. And when Buffy didn’t hold out the come factor, the girl came hard from just the spanking. But so did Buffy.

Five more solid hits across her ass and Buffy came, screaming the only name she said when she came, “Willow.” Duncan continued to spank her until Buffy grabbed the belt from her with slayer skill. Buffy then turned the chair that she had been holding on to, around and sat down. This was Buffys' chair. Hard wood seat and heavy wooden back. No arm rest. Buffy had spent more then a year of her life being spanked each morning before she had to spend the day sitting in those hard wooden desks at the high school. Even when she moved to Sunnydale, Beth had followed her to town. The counsel had set her up in business in Henderson, a small town about 60 miles away from Sunnydale, and an apartment in town. Each morning for the whole of that year Buffy had gone to Beths' apartment to be spanked and to work with Duncan before and after school. Beth had made a year contract with her and Buffy had no choice but to complete it.

Buffy sat down on the hard chair and rolled her bottom over the wood. Then she spread her legs and snapped her fingers. Duncan dropped to the floor and crawled forward. The girl teased Buffy for several minutes kissing and licking Buffys thighs and lower lips but always missing the important target. She sensed Buffy’s growing need and dove straight for the mark. Duncan had a great talent. She could go down on anyone and turn them to putty. Even Beth had surcomed to Duncans talents from time to time.

It didn’t take long for Buffy to let go of her magic. She tether the power from her core right down the girls throat. They came together screaming. Buffy the name of her true love and Duncan a kind of inhuman sound of pain. Even after Buffy had released her power Duncan shook with the force of a seizure, cooing in pain. The Slayer picked the girl up and laid Duncan across her lap. The added weight felt good on her red bottom. Buffy held the girl and kissed her gently until she stopped crying.

“You ok now?” The slayer said with true concern. Duncan unable to speak simply nodded her head yes.

“So do you remember how many spankings you are to get?” Buffy said with a great deal of patients.

Duncan just nodded her head yes. Buffy had been trying to get Duncan to speak more and making her talk during their play, though often hard for Duncan, was making the girls abilities grow.

“So tell me the number.”

It took Duncan about three minutes to form the words. Buffy just waited patiently rubbing Duncans breast and playing with the girls nipples.

“Nn – Nni- Nn- Nine- Nineteen” Duncan struggled out.

“You are such a good girl.” Buffy said before kissing her passionately on the lips.

“Ok, now you know the position I want you in.” The breathless slayer commanded.

Duncan quickly brought Buffy the belt and then lay back across Buffys lap with her bottom up in the air ready to be spanked. Duncan had already begun to purr loudly.

“Hey you could at least wait for me to get started.” Buffy laughed at the girls readiness. She could fell Duncans moisture leaking onto her own leg. Buffy caressed the girls' bottom bringing blood to the surface for several minutes. Then she rained down blow after blow. Buffy never counted. She always went way over the number of spanks earned. She really couldn’t stop herself in the lust. Even after the earlier release the lust was burning inside of her. Driving her. Buffy just let the belt and her lust guide her, raining hit after hit across the girls bottom. When Duncan began to coo louder than her purring Buffy managed to stop herself.

Wordlessly she flipped the girl over and shoved 3 fingers inside her pussy. Wasting no time Buffy began to fuck the girls' pussy with all her might. Duncan just started coming. It was something Buffy encouraged in her slave. She liked the girl to cum and cum often. But Duncans ability to come was solely at the slayers discretion. Buffy could even stop the girl from coming in mid event. For a Rienfield not being able to cum when stimulated was extremely painful. It was one of the reasons for their legendary behavior, but they had to eat bugs or worms to survive. They also needed to cum after stimulation or the pain drove them mad. Harmlessly mad but mad just the same. Faith’s poor little Reinfields seriously suffered before Faith snapped their necks.

Faith never let her Reinfield’s cum. The poor boys would spend their short lives hard as a rock humping the furniture or the floor. Faith also treated all her Reinfield’s like girls. She was definitely the Fuck-er and not the Fuck-ie. Even the few rounds in bed that Buffy had with Faith, had been a total Dom/Sub affair. But Buffy loved to be whipped and spanked. Loved anything up her ass. Yes Beth had taken an innocent girl and taught her to love pain. To need it. To bend over and take it up the ass. And Buffy in spite of the “lust” condition was at heart a good girl and did as she was told. Ok so she fussed about it but she did it, and now loved it.

After the fifth time Duncan came to her pounding magic fingers, Buffy picked the girl up and tossed her on the bed. Dragging her back to the edge of the bed, the slayer went down on her hard and fast. Forcing Duncan over the edge time and time again. Then as her own needs ebbed she pulled the power of her lust into a magic ball and released it into Duncans vagina. The mental power of the slayer was amazing. Screaming loud enough to cause Giles to break another teacup in the kitchen, the two released their magic.

“OK, so why are we going shopping at an adult book store this afternoon again.” Tara asked as she tried to move her sore muscles and get dressed. Willow had spent the night channeling dead 1930's lesbian and bisexual actresses. Goddess, Tara had no idea there were that many or that they were that kinky. Rubbing her wrist from where Willow had tied her to the bed. Like she was going to run away. Tara pulled on her shirt.

“Well Marlene Deitrich said we really should try strap-ons.” Willow said excitedly. She had eaten way too much chocolate before channeling last night and was bouncing on her heels.

“Willow have you ever been to that kind of place before?” Tara asked shyly while pulling up her pants.

“Ah no have you?”

“No, are you sure you want to do this, we could always just go to the magic shop.”

“No! Think of it as an adventure. It will be good for us as a couple.” Tara just shrugged yes. What else could she do, Willow hit her full force with Resolve Face.

Reaching down Tara picked up Mira Harkers' journal and began flipping through the pages.

“Thinking about Buffy or the Goddess?” Willow suddenly asked her lover.

“Both really. The Goddess hasn’t spoken to me in two weeks. And we know almost nothing about Reinfields.”

“We know Giles knows something about it though. Did you see how pale he turned when I asked him to help research Reinfields.”

“Yeah I saw. How about Buffy anymore hints from her. Anymore books laid out for you to trip over.”

“No but I think you're right. Something is up with her. And she has been lying too me. She says she spends the night with Riley then he calls me looking for her. I cover for her but oh is she so punished when she finally tells me what is going on.”

“Yeah” Tara said a little too sadly. “Willow, will you still be Buffys friend if she has a Reinfield to cure slayers lust.” Tara had only told Willow small parts of her conversation with the Goddess but she knew that Willow had to find out the rest in her own time. So Willow really only knew what she herself had found on the Internet or in Giles books before he hid them.

They had walked around the block at the Henderson adult bookstore 3 times. This time they had actually gotten as close as 3 feet from the door before stepping back to do yet another circle of the block.

“For Gia’s sake, will you two stop circling the building, you're making me dizzy and besides I have things to do and I am tired of waiting on you two to come inside.” An extremely beautiful woman said seconds after opening the door to the store.

Tara recognized the women right away. It was the succubae, Beth, who had trained Buffy.

“For two witches who have faced very big ugly dangerous demons, I can't believe you’re afraid to come inside an adult book story.”

The two lovers just stood there in the street mouths open.

Several minutes later, Tara and Willow were standing in their first adult bookstore. They were receiving a guided tour from one very beautiful Succubae. They knew she was a Succubae because minutes after they came inside the building she had said, “So I finally get to meet Buffy’s friends. I am Bethany and I am a Succubae.”

It wasn’t the first time Willow or other members of the Scooby’s had been greeted that way. Buffy had a reputation among the less evil demons as being fair. She knew a lot of them in fact. And as long as they weren’t out to take over the world or doing some other skanky thing, Buffy left them alone. And for the most part they were grateful. It also meant that the Scooby's got free movie passes, free coffee at the 7 11 and a host of other things.

Beth showed them around the booths, giving them a roll of quarters. That had been eye opening. Peanut butter, in-line skates, and a bungie swing was a combination Willow never would have thought possible. Beth had then proudly showed them each and every vibrator in the shop. Each whip and restraint and finally ended on the strap-ons. The two young witches’ heads were spinning. Half in fear, half in awe, and to a lesser extent lust. Before they had time to say “Please No more” Beth had given them several new toys and rushed them across the street for coffee.

Coffee was the last thing Willow needed. Too much sugar and caffeine and babble mode was out of control.

Tara was nervous too but not for the same reasons. Willow was not ready for the truth. Not just yet. And she wasn’t ready to lose Willow to Buffy. Tara was desperately in love with the red head.

“You really don't know how long I have wanted to meet you Willow. You are the one person I have heard Buffy talk about for years.” The demon said out loud while to herself she added, “and the one whose name she calls when she comes.”

“Funny she never mentions you. Ever” Willow said defensively.

“If you had known a Succubus for five years would you talk about it. It is worse than knowing a prostitute. No Buffy would never tell her friends… tell you about me.” The women said patiently stirring her coffee.

Willow took a drink and thought about the demon. Something was up with the woman and Tara was…. Not scared but upset by her.

“Ok, what do you want.” The spirited redhead witch asked.

“To meet you. And to tell you a story.” The demon replied.

“I was hired… No that is not really true and you need the truth. I was sold to the watchers counsel about ten years ago. I had no more choice in the events then Buffy or Duncan. I was and still am a piece of property.”

“And Buffy helped you?” Willow asked.

“No I helped Buffy. That was my job. There are things about Buffy she has never told you. Never wanted you to know. Things that are personal. Being a slayer is a curse. And it has a price as well. I tried to help Buffy with one of the prices of being a slayer. I think I might have failed. Buffy is so old for a slayer. Few ever live longer then 25. Buffy has needs.” Beth said with real tears in her eyes.

“And you helped her with those needs?” What little Willow had read about Slayers Lust was running through her brain. Sexual needs, Magic flow, Release. The pieces were whirling around but didn’t make sense yet.

“Ah, not exactly. I trained Buffy in certain skills.” The demon said vaguely.

“Reinfields. How does the Reinfield fit into this?’ Willow asked in a buff for information.

“One of the things I trained Buffy in was Reinfield handling. Duncan is quite the specimen. Really talented, she can even say a handful of words. Buffy is very proud of her.” Beth was speaking with great pride. At least until the fist punched her across the face.

“What the hell do you think you're doing.” A very British man in tweed yelled at the wounded demon.

Willow and Tara were covering the women in a heartbeat placing themselves between Beth and the watcher.

“Do all Watchers act this rudely or is it just you?” Willow asked as she placed another napkin over the bleeding nose of her “friend”; Willow was going to have to think about that part later.

“Miss Rosenburg, I have no quill with you, but the woman isn’t what she appears to be, she is in fact.” Willow never let him finish.

“A demon, yeah I got that, it still doesn’t excuse your actions.”

“It is all right, Willow, he is within his right I belong to him, and I should have asked first but I think Buffy will need you soon and I… I love her.” Beth said with complete honesty.

“Enough all of you.” Tara said. Only Willow was sure it was not Tara. Tara's eyes and hands didn’t normally glow. With a wave Tara placed her hand over Beth's nose and healed it. Then Tara leaned down to Beth and asked, “do you know who I am?”

“You are the apprentice, the vessel of the goddess.”

“Yes, and you are a soldier in the army of light little one. And I am most pleased with you. But Willow must learn her role slowly." Turning she faced the watcher. “Do you know who I am?”

“You have no power over me.” The man said holding up his cross.

“I have never had any power over mankind. I am only a beacon. And the girl I speak to you through is my apprentice, my vessel on this plain. I understand Bethany has a hundred-year contract with the counsel and I will not interfere in it no matter how naive or just plain wrong I believe it to be. But I would like to request she not be punished for her actions. This is only a humble request not a demand.”

“She knows she is to have nothing to do with the Summers girl. The slayer walked away from us and is to have no assistance until she comes to her senses.”

“Maybe it's you who need to come to your senses.” Willow shot from her corner.

“Well said Willow. But a point for later discussion. We will leave now, both the witches, and you will have your slave, Your slayer insane and in jail. And I assume you will then have no more contact with the one hope for the human race against the evils of the earth, the slayer, the sane one.” The vessel said as she grabbed Willows hands and left the coffee shop.

A few blocks outside the restaurant Willow asked, “Are you …you again.”

“I think so, are you ok.”

“Weirded out. So did the goddess say anything else.”

“Yeah she said we should go to Toys R Us at the mall.”