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
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Thanks: Kimber for just being Kimber. Shadowlander for the inspiration for this story.
Kimber and Cheryl Hill for Beta.

Chapter 5
The Learning


Tara vainly tried to pull her dress farther down on her body. She felt terribly self-conscious. Whats more, the heavy clit-weight that Willow was making her wear was pinching the hell out of her tender tissue. At least the clit-weight had made her forget about the nipple clamps for a short time. She knew she really loved Willow but the redheaded witch defiantly had a kinky side.

“Well maybe Willow can be kinky with Buffy and get it out of her system”, the goddess in training thought to herself. Tara now knew with some certainty that Buffy and Willow were meant to be together. That had been a hard pill to swallow. Even now she wanted to feed Buffy full of electricity or strike her down with lightening but it wouldn’t make Willow happy and Tara needed Willow to be happy.

She just prayed Willow would not make her go away. That was the one thing Tara couldn’t stand. She was willing to share Willow, but not lose her. Hell she was willing to wear a fifty pound clit weight and an elephant size butt plug if it made Willow happy. At least the clit weight she was currently wearing felt like it weighed fifty pounds instead of its actual half-ounce and she didn’t even want to think about plugs just yet. Willow was still in the dark about plugs and Tara just hoped she would remain that way.

“Hey I thought we came here to dance.” The red head said with an evil grin that said, 'hey I know your wearing a clit weight I am going to make sure you get the full use out of it.'

“I thought Buffy was coming?” Tara replied as a way of saying to the woman she loved 'I may have been stupid enough to agree to wear this thing out in public but I'll be damned if I'll drag this heavy weight across the dance floor, Willow Rosenburg'

Willow just smiled deeply and flashed Tara a complete resolve face.

“Fine, but just one dance.”

Three dances later Tara was saved from the dance floor by the never-ending argument from Xander and Anya.

“Honey you can’t just tell people they are ugly.”

“Why?” The ex-demon asked

“Willow you try to explain it to her” Xander asked desperately.

“Explain what?” Willow asked pretending not to have heard most of the argument from her friends as they made there way in the door of the Bronze.

“Where is the Buffster, I thought she was going to show.” Xander asked not really wanting Willow to deal with Anya.

“I was asking that earlier.” Tara pointed out.

“She's not been around much lately.” Anya observed.

Xander and Anya had been kept in the dark about Buffy. But Buffy had been absent a great deal from her friends. Her lust had been growing over the summer. Riley had gone back to Iowa over the break. Tara and Willow had been staying at Willows parents' house while Buffy just moved into the mansion. Her mother and Xander believed she was staying at Rileys. She had his keys and she gave them her cell number. Having Willow and Tara as part of the cover up team also helped.

Still Buffy really didn’t look good. She had lost a lot of weight, far too much for her small frame. She seemed to need sex 3 or 4 times a day and had taken to sleeping with strangers at the local S & M clubs in town. Most of this Buffy had not shared with Willow. It was enough that her best friend knew about Duncan, but her condition was slowly getting worse.

Buffy had been watching her friends from a hidden corner of the Bronze. She had been trying to make a decision about her life. She just hoped that her friends and family would be there for her. Taking a deep breath she put Duncan’s hand in her own and walked over to her friends. “Hey guys.”

“Hey we were starting to worry.” Xander replied as he noticed the girl holding Buffys hand tightly looking extremely frightened.

“Hope you guys don’t mind that I brought a friend.” The slayer said as she pulled Duncan over to their favorite booth.

After getting the girl and her friends seated with drinks Buffy began the introductions. “Duncan this is Xander and Anya, and you already know Willow and Tara.” Duncan nodded her head.

“Say hi” The slayer reminded.

“H…. h.. h…hi, Hi” Duncan repeated while waving her hand. You could see the questions forming in Xanders brow.

“Is she what I think she is?” Anya asked a little surprised.

“Reinfield, my Reinfield.” Buffy explained before taking a drink of her coke.

“I didn’t think the counsel let slayers use them anymore. The counsel never was 'with it' when it came to those kinds of issues. Actually I was wondering how you managed without one. You're old for a slayer.” Anya babbled. Tara and Willow just held their collective breath.

“I’m missing something right?” Xander asked

“Duncan is my slave Xander, and she isn’t human.”

“Slave?” Xanders voice cracked.

“Yeah, I not proud of it. But I need Duncan, she takes care of some personal things for me. Problems that only slayers have. And well I told or rather Willow found out about her a few weeks ago and….” Buffy took a deep breath, “ Xander I am so tired of keeping secret from the people I love. “

The rest of the evening was really strange. They danced, they were nice to each other but things were just strange. Willow and Tara tried to play buffer or would have played buffer if Xander had asked any questions. Instead he spent the evening just staring at the girl. It got so bad that Duncan growled at him. Buffy was just grateful to have a reason to take Duncan home.

Three days later Xander was still confused. Anya had explained the problem to him and they had argued. Make up sex was fun but he didn’t understand the problem any better. Then Willow had tried to explain it to him and now they weren't speaking. He really should not have accused Tara of converting her. He knew homosexuality didn’t work that way. He was just angry. Finally he had gone to Giles for answers only to have Giles give him the Disney version at the same time as he was trying to explain the problem to Mrs. Summers. Watching Joyce grill Giles was amazing but he really didn’t learn anything new expect that he never wanted to piss Joyce Summers off. And Xander had thought Buffy was stubborn.

It seemed that Buffy had meant what she had said, she had literally brought Duncan home to meet her mother. If he wasn’t confused before Xander surely was now. How do you get to the point in your life were you say, 'Hey mom I want you to met my sex slave.' The only thing he knew for sure was that Mrs. Summers was not amused.

Which was why his next act came to him as a surprise. Alexander Harris was now standing outside the home of one Mrs. Joyce Summers leaning on her doorbell. He had no idea what he was going to say.

“Xander, this is a surprise, please come in.”

“Thanks Mrs. Summers”

“Please call me Joyce, can I get you something to drink.”

“No Thanks, I was hoping we could talk.”

“About Buffy” Joyce sadly stated

“Yeah, I have been trying to understand it but I can’t.” The boy said

“And you think I can?” Joyce tone spoke of great frustration.

“I don’t want her to feel like she has to run away again. From what Anya says, she really doesn’t have a choice about it.” Xander said surprising himself. He really didn’t understand the problem he just felt it to be very wrong but he also didn’t want to hurt Buffy. She had been hurt far too much in her life. And while he didn’t understand the situation he had been able to grasp the fact that Buffy didn’t have a choice in the matter. Willow, Anya and Giles were all clear on that one point.

The two talked for a while longer and some how came up with their second step of action.

An hour later they were both entering the mansion. “Willow said Buffy has a set of rooms on the second floor for Duncan." Xander explained.

They were both a little shocked when they found their way to the back of the house into the apartment on the second floor. What they were shocked about wasn’t the nicely decorated modern apartment but the girl laying on the floor in a tee shirt and nothing else with a long chain fixed to her ankle. While the two metal rings around her wrist appeared to be bracelets unless they were closely examined the two metal rings around her ankles had only one propose. They were there to chain her down. And they had been welded on to her body.

As they looked at the girl coloring it was hard to miss her freshly whipped bottom; bright red with bruises forming. Only one ankle was chained and the chain itself appeared to originate in the bedroom. Duncan didn’t seem to react to their presence; the girl just kept coloring.

Finally Joyce called, “Buffy honey are you home?”

Duncan rolled over and looked at them. “Buffy B…B.. Buffy g……gg…..go…st..store. Back soon. G…g..get. fffffffdddd.” Duncan then made gestures for eating. Pleased with herself, Duncan rolled back over and started to color again.

Before Joyce and Xander could think of what to say or do next Buffy walked past them carrying two large grocery bags. “Hi mom, Xander.” The slayer said as she put the bag on the kitchen counter. She was just grateful they hadn’t come by two hours earlier when she had Duncan tied to the kitchen table whipping her with a spatula.

“I hope you don’t mind us dropping by like this, honey.” Joyce asked while her eyes had not left Duncans red bottom.

“Duncan get dressed for company.” Buffy ordered.

“Will…. Willow coming?” Duncan asked truly unable to understand who the two people were in the room. Willow was company to Duncan. If the people didn’t already have Buffys scent Duncan would have growled at them but she knew they belonged to Buffy. She had smelled them both before on the slayer.

“No Xander and my mom are coming over, so get dressed.” Duncan obeyed and crawled off toward the bedroom.

“She didn’t growl at you did she? She sometimes growls at people if she is afraid of them but I don’t think she would harm you unless she thought you were trying to hurt me.” Buffy nervously tried to explain.

“Got any tea?” Joyce asked

“All Giles favorite flavors. I have several different kinds of soda Xander, can I get you a coke or something.” Buffy was very nervous but hopeful. She really needed these people in her life. She loved these people but she had reached a point where she just couldn’t lie to them anymore. Every day the lust grew that much more. Everyday she felt a little more lost to it and she desperately wanted to share what was left of her life with the people she loved without having to pretend anymore. She just didn’t have the energy it took to live that way now. Being the slayer was hard enough she didn’t want anymore headaches.

Duncan crawled back into the room and over to her coloring books while Buffy made drinks for the group. After serving her mother and Xander she brought Duncan a coke placing it beside the girls' book.

“She really likes to color.” Buffy again explained.

“I see that.” Joyce replied. This was not covered in any of her parenting hand books and Joyce thought it really needed to be, right after the chapter called, coping with a slayer child.

“She is studying you, sizing you up. I know she seems lost to the world but she is observing everything.” Buffy stated. She knew how bad things might appear and she really wished she could explain them better.

“So you're not just torturing the girl?” Xander asked rudely.

“Xander, Duncan’s not exactly a child. But your statement is a fair one. Sometimes I just can’t stop myself when I am with her. Most of the time I know she doesn’t really mind, she isn’t exactly human. Look, there is nothing I can say to sugar coat this. I need her. Want hasn’t been a factor in a long long time. And I need you. Both of you. Is there a way we can work this out.” Buffy asked with a great deal of sincerity.

Before any one could answer the voice of Willow was echoing around the house. “Buffy, we got movies and pizza and nothing to do all day and hi Mrs. Summers.”

“Did someone say pizza?” Xander finally said to break the silence.

“ I thought I wasn’t speaking to you.” Willow replied.

“You weren’t but now you are going to forgive me because you know what a jerk I can be.”

“Fine but there will be no chick flick comments during the film.”

“Minimal comments and I pay for more pizza.”

“Deal”

“I take it we have made up?” Buffy asked between giggles before hugging Xander and Willow.

“Buffy do you think we could talk in the bedroom for a minute.” Joyce asked

“Sure mom,” You could hear the slayer gulp. “Duncan listen to Willow and Tara.”

A few minutes later Buffy and her mom were in her and Duncans room. She was never so glad she had trained Duncan to put away all the sex toys each day.

“I am not happy about this.” Joyce started.

“Sorry mom”

“But I want you to know I love you. I will never understand this. If it were a girl I could deal with it. Tara and Willow seem very happy together but this is not the same thing. “ Joyce said sternly

“I know mom, if it makes you any happier I don’t like it much either. But I can't just keep her chained up and hidden away all the time. I need her. She is a part of me, part of my life." Buffy pleaded. She didn’t know how to explain any of this. She just knew the lust was getting worse and she would rather her friends and family found out from her than finding her out of control lost to lust. It wasn’t a pretty sight. Even now talking to her mom she felt the urge to drag Duncan and Willow into the bedroom and fuck their brains out. She fantasized about going down on Willow while Duncan went down on her and Tara watched.

She knew even as she spoke with her mom moisture leaked between her legs simply because Willow was in the next room. She could smell the lavender soap Will always used on her skin through the door. She was going to have to confess that to Willow sooner or later but it was all she could do now to hold it together now.

“Like I said Buffy I love you. So how about you and Duncan coming over for dinner Sunday, say around noon.” It was a stab in the dark but Joyce didn’t want to lose her only daughter.

Joyce left. Pizza was eaten. Xander pretended not to like Notting Hill. The girls knew him too well. And conversation was had by all. Even Duncan managed a few words.

And then they were alone. Seconds after her friends had left Buffy pulled her wet panties off and snapped her fingers. Finally Duncans tongue was were it belonged.