6:00 pm Buffy Summers house


“Oh c’mon Buffy.”

“No.”

“Xanders sick and I really need someone to fill the spot, Willow’s to chicken.”

“Hey!!!”

“Well you are, and I need a slave so I can win the costume contest at the bronze after we take the brats out.”

“So WE can win?”

“Fine I’ll share, you get $100 and I get $100.”

“Give me the suit.”

Fifteen minutes later Buffy stood in front of her two friends in a black faux leather body suit that was about 3 times to big and a dog collar in her hand.

“Well that’s not going to work!” Cordy pouted as she looked at Buffy who was trying gamely to hold up the sagging outfit.

“Maybe you should just wear your own clothes and then the collar?” Willow said trying not to break into giggles on the bed as she looked at the petite blond swimming in the slave suit.

“I guess,” Cordy said already striding to Buffy’s closet in pursuit of an appropriate outfit.

“No, no, no….Yes!” She exclaimed holding up a miniscule white leather skirt and matching bustier, “Perfect.”

“Um Cordy, I bought that like two years ago I don’t even think it fits.” Buffy tried to explain as the bossy brunette shoved the clothes into her hands and pushed her into the bathroom.

“So not hearing you right now!” She said with a wicked grin that made Willow cringe.

A few minutes later a red-cheeked Buffy stood for inspection in the middle of the room.

“It’s perfect!” Cordy squealed walking around the blond and taking stock of what she had to work with.

“I can barely breath.” Buffy complained tugging at the skin tight leather top that left nothing to the imagination and pushed her breasts up till they were practically overflowing.

“It’s snug I’ll give you that, but what Master wouldn’t want their slave in revealing clothes?” Cordy asked.

“You can almost see her butt Cordy.” Willow pointed out as she watched her red-faced friend try to pull the tiny skirt down more.

“Fits right in with the dominated theme, it’s perfect!” She repeated again. “Now all we need is the collar, some makeup and hair, and shoes….Or maybe barefoot?”

Buffy looked at Willow and rolled her eyes, this was gonna be a long night.






8:00 PM Happy Tomorrow Cemetery


Spike wandered through the graves smoking a cigarette and looking for the Slayer his mind running a mile a minute.

*Dru said something was supposed to happen tonight. I’ve looked every bloody where for the chit and no sodding Slayer to be found. How the hell am I supposed to kill her when she’s weak if I can’t bleeding find her. *

Kicking at some freshly turned dirt, the moonlight shining down over his scowling countenance Spike unexpectedly paused. Sniffing the night air his face morphed into the angular planes of his demon as he caught scent of the Slayer, and close by.

Taking another deep inhalation of her sweet musk he turned and ran in a new direction. His golden eyes tracked every movement in and around the looming shadows of graves as his lithe body stole through the October nocturne with surprising grace and speed.

*Jesus, Mary and……* His thoughts cut off abruptly as he beheld a sight that turned his mind in one fell swoop from carnage and mayhem to contemplation of how to best devour this tasty dish.

“Deeper,” Cordelia’s voice was husky as she tugged on the chain around Buffy’s neck, “I want that tongue so deep in my pussy that you can’t breathe you hear me slave?”

Spike almost swallowed his when he heard this. Suddenly his pants were cutting off the circulation to …..Well, everything.

He couldn’t think, couldn’t blink, couldn’t breath, *well not that he could* all he could do was stare at the barely dressed Slayer on her knees with her tongue shoved up a gorgeous brunette birds juicy quim. *And she’s doing a right good job if the moans of said bird were any indication.*

“Fuck…….Buffy….” Cordelia groaned as the minute blond whimpered against her slick sex, the tiny thong she had been wearing pushed aside, Buffy’s small hands holding her thighs in a death grip as she licked and sucked. “You do a good enough job Slave and you might be aaaaa rewarded.”

Spike’s vampiric hearing picked up on the word slave and any thoughts he had to killing the Slayer flew out the window, *Never thought the Slayer would be into domination play, let alone let someone else be the master. Chits full of surprises. *

Watching as the dark haired girl wrapped Buffys chain around her hand pulling the collar taut so that Buffy was virtually smashed against her seeking flesh that reflected wetly in the moonlight, Spike could smell the arousal on the air and knew it wouldn’t be long now.

Leaning her bare shoulders against the wall of the crypt they had stopped by, Cordelia lifted one long shapely leg and placed it on Buffys shoulder as Buffy slid two fingers deep into Cordys hole.

“Oh….OHFUCK….FUCKYES….EATME….FUCKMEBUFFY….MAKEME…OHGOOD..I’MCUMMING….” Cordelia screeched her body quaking as she humped the other girls face earnestly her upper body quivering against the cool stone as Buffy nipped at her clitoris and drew another orgasm from deep within.

“OH fuck that was good.” Cordy finally panted her body weak with aftershocks as she dropped her leg back down to the ground and pulled Buffy up for a deep kiss.

*That’s it, I’m getting a piece of that whether they like it or not. * Spike thought as he strode forward to make himself known to the entwined couple.

“Mmmm, you can eat me out anytime you want,” Cordelia grinned at the shorter girl her fingers tangling in her messy blond mane, “Maybe you could give Xander a couple of pointers too?”

“Would that be hands on?” Buffy said teasingly as her lips swooped down to catch a turgid nipple peeking out from over Cordys black leather corset.

“Any thing you want, baby, anything.” Cordy moaned her head rolling back against the wall behind her.

Spike stood directly in front of the two women waiting for one of them to notice him. He was a little surprised that it was the darker one that opened her eyes and pinned him before saying, “Um, Buffy? We’ve got company.”

Turning her head Buffy looked at Spike and said simply, “You going to do something with that thing or do I have to kill you for interrupting us?” Looking archly at the huge bulge straining at the zipper of his black denims before turning and licking her lips suggestively.

“Who is that Buffy? And how do I get my lips wrapped around his salty goodness?” Cordelia asked her eyes never leaving the stunning sight of the handsome bleached vamp standing like a Greek god in the moonlight.

“Spike.” Buffy said liking the way the name rolled off of her tongue as she stepped towards the vampire her green eyes taking on an ethereal glow as she went on the prowl her prey to horny to resist.

“Spike huh? Ooooo, I bet he’s got a big one too!” Cordy said following Buffys lead and walking with a definite suggestive switch to her hips. *God he’s gorgeous. *

“Well, let’s see.” Buffy grinned at Cordy as they both reached for the stone still demons zipper. Tugging on the tab both women’s eyes bulged as they took in the massive girth that he carried between his well-shaped thighs.

“WOW.”
“YUM!”

Cordy nodded giddy, “So SPIKE huh?”

“Smy name what yours sweetheart?” Spike finally spoke snapping out of his trance to wrap his leather clad arms around both females.

Sliding a naughty hand down to grab his hard cock and begin stroking she reveled in the fact that he closed his eyes briefly as she murmured, “Queen Cordy, and guess what that means….now not only is Buffy my bitch but you are too!”

With a groan of deep need and unfulfilled want as Buffy nibbled on his neck and Cordy continued to play with his cock, Spike managed to roll his head back up and ask, “Well if that’s how we’re playing the game, may this slave suggest a more private place to pay homage to your magnificence?”

Sharing a look with Buffy briefly, Cordy nodded with a Chesire cat grin, “Lead the way slave, but when we get there I want to see you strip and pleasure my other bitch while I watch.”

Tucking himself back into his jeans but leaving the zipper down for some room, Spike winked at Buffy and Cordelia and said, “Time of your life girls…Time of your lives.”


TBC

Part 2


"Where are we Spike?" Buffy asked. The girls looked around the well-appointed living room, marveling at the huge stone fireplace that dominated the room, and the huge overstuffed deep purple crushed velvet covered couch.

"Friend of mine. I watch the house when he's away on business, he doesn't tell Dru. Makes for a good trade."

"Human?" She asked incredulous that he'd do anything willingly with a human, *Oh wait. * She almost giggled.

"Yeah, I helped him out of a spot with an Xtoxin demon awhile back. He wanted to repay me." He shrugged his jacket off and hung it over a nearby chair before turning back to the two gorgeous women.

"So." He said looking from Buffy to Cordelia.

Cordy turned and with an evil glint in her deep brown eyes, she snapped her fingers with a supremely high and mighty gesture then crossed her arms waiting impatiently tapping said fingers on her arm.

Buffy dropped to her knees motioning Spike to do the same.

When the two blonds were in their proper places at her well manicured feet Queen C, who was now in charge, ran one hand under Spike's chin and yanked his head up to meet her blazing eyes.

"I believe I gave you an order before we got here didn't I slave? But we seem to have forgotten. So for that little infraction you will be punished, not severely as this is your first, but for making my other slave wait you will NOT cum unless I tell you!" Cordy pulled away her hand roughly and motioned for both to stand.

"Spike you may remove your clothes and then remove Buffys, after that I expect you to start a fire and return to your knees beside me on the floor." Cordelia arched an eyebrow when Spike started to protest that about his high flammability but changed his mind and nodded like a good little slave. That said she left her two submissives standing in front of each other and went to sit on the couch watching and waiting. "When you're undressed; Buffy you will come to me."

Buffy nodded as she raised her emerald eyes up to Spikes and shivered slightly in breathy anticipation. *He's so gorgeous, why did I never notice how gorgeous he was? * She was practically salivating at this point.

*My balls are gonna be killing me tomorrow. * Was all Spike could think as his borrowed blood flowed unrelentingly to the hardest part of his undead body making it twitch with anticipation. *But to finally have the slayer under my body while I stake HER good and proper.... It's worth it. The other gorgeous chippy is just an added bonus. * His blue eyes sliding over to Cordelia who was looking more and more irritated the longer they took.

"Some time today people."

With a rakish grin Spike turned his attentions back to the diminutive girl in front of him. Pulling Buffy towards him with one hand he dropped his full sensual lips against hers and kissed her like he'd been wanting to since he met her the first time. *Wait...I've wanted to kiss her?*

Running one hand behind her head he held her in place, tasting and nipping the succulent flesh of her tender mouth as he brought his other hand into play. With utter care and gentleness he slowly slid the zipper at the back of her bustier down, letting it drop away from her to the floor without a glance. His searching hand came up to grasp a now fully exposed breast both of them moaned into one another's mouth at the intimate contact as he palmed the sensitive flesh.

His vampiric hearing picked up on the sudden rush of twin heartbeats in the room and the temperature changes in both females that made him smile against Buffys lips. His hand continued it's purposeful journey down Buffy's spine, to the small of her back and finally to the miniscule piece of clothing she called a skirt. Yanking the zipper also at the back of the skirt, he suddenly relinquished her lips and dropped to his knees in front of her, even before the clothing hit the ground.

Taking a deep breath of the Slayers rich desire he felt his cock once again stir, his pants barely clinging to his slim hips as his erection pushed it's way out of the unzipped jeans. Reaching out he was mildly surprised to see his hands were shaking; never had his need for a woman so acute as it was for the one standing before him now. *She's the most perfect woman I think I've ever seen. * His Dru didn't even hold a candle to this golden goddess.

Buffy fidgeted the longer he stared up at her, his eyes almost black in the moonlight washed room, *what's taking him so long, he looks like he wants to eat me up...Oooooo I wish he would. *

The rush of heat that swept through her body at this thought did not go unnoticed by the vamp. Switching his attention back to the task at hand he focused on the tiny scrap of white lace panties that was the final barrier between himself and the damp treasure of Buffy Summers.

Morphing into game face he bent forward and gently nibbled on the lace on either side of her hips until the wisp fell to the floor along with her other clothing.

"Ooooo god Spike...." Buffy moaned her hands going to his strong shoulders to hold herself steady, as she felt his roughened tongue delve in between her thighs and successfully find the most sensitive bit.

Cordelia watched from the couch her own breathing becoming harsh as she watched Spike pleasure Buffy. *Closer. * Was all her fevered mind could incorporate at the moment.

"Spike, Buffy." She waited until the two looked at her, "I want you over here Buffy on the couch with me. Spike the fire and you're clothing which I believe I told you to remove first." She said pointedly.

"No Buffy leave the heels on, they're very pleasing to the eye."

Not giving the vamp a second look she turned herself so that she was leaning with her back against the massive arm of the couch and beckoned Buffy to lean in the same fashion between her thighs. Having long discarded her own clothing with exception of her own heels, Cordelia welcomed the warmth of the smaller woman. She couldn't help the gasp that sprang from her lips as she felt Buffy slide herself as far back into the brunettes embrace as she could, her lower back pressing against Cordy's naked cleft.

With one eye on the fire he was preparing and one on the duo on the couch, Spike shifted his demonic gaze and paused for a moment to drink in the seductive beauty of the two naked women as they shared a deep kiss. Cordelias hands stole down to Buffys breasts lightly pinching the already rock hard nipples causing Buffy to whimper with need as she clutched the long show girl legs wrapped on either side of her, her hips taking on a slight thrusting motion in time with the darker girls caress.

*Lord but they're beautiful. *

Finally finishing his menial task, a fire roaring in the mantel all his naked dangly parts unsinged, Spike took up his appointed position on the floor next to Queen C waiting for her next instructions.

Caught up in the heady rush of lust that had stole over her as she kissed Buffy, Cordy finally opened her eyes and noticed the male submissive by her side.

"Spike," She said lethargically her deep brown eyes glittering with unspent passion, "I want you to eat Buffy's pussy until she's had at least 3 orgasms. You'll need to stay in character though."

Buffy moaned as she rolled her head into the crook of Cordys neck and her eyes searching out the other blond, his golden eyes watching her closely, want and searing need prevalent in her gaze.

Cordy whispered something into Buffys ear as Spike moved to take up a new position between the Slayers juice slickened thighs. Lying down on his stomach he hissed as his granite hard cock rubbed into the soft cushions of the couch. Buffy shifted slightly and spread her thighs as wide as they would go, Cordys hands coming to hold them under the knees so that she was open completely to Spike for his delectable feast.

"Ohohgod..." Buffy breathed out in one rush as Spike placed his clawed hands on her inner thighs and pushed his coarsened tongue in between her slick pussy lips to lap at the juices pooling inside her.

"Mmm," the blond moaned as she rolled her head back again her own lips finding the sensitive skin of her mistress' inner throat and nipping at it as her hands went to the bleach blond locks between her thighs.

"Does it feel good Buffy?" Cordelia whispered her eyes closing at the other woman's attentions to her neck, her hands squeezing the flesh where they held Buffys legs, even tighter, as fissions of lust ran through her own body.

"Fuck yea....OHGOD...He's GONNA....MMMPH....OHCUMMING...NOWNOW..." Buffys suddenly arched against Cordys body, her every muscle spasming out of control as the vampire lapped at the satin purse between her legs, making her shudder and cry out with each pulse of ecstasy.

"OoOOH AGAIN...HE'SGONNA...AGAIN!!!!" Buffy shrieked as a second orgasm crashed through the first already consuming her body. By the time the second had taken hold she could already feel a third and even more powerful one threatening to rip her world asunder as the vampire continued his viscous, delicious assault on her dripping snatch.

"MMMMMmgggggggggg....OH...." The sounds coming from from Buffy were mere growls and shouts mixed with whimpers and moans as she gave up the fight and succumbed to the mastery that was Spike's tongue. Her entire body was quivering and damp, her mind a mass of lust riddled mush as he moved from the couch to the floor once again after bringing Buffy to not three but 5 orgasms.

"Move her to the other end of the couch so she can rest, and then I want you to fuck me." Cordelia ordered imperiously watching him do her bidding as her fingers slid into her own burning snatch trying to relieve some of the heat that had been building since watching Buffy and Spike kiss.

After placing a sweet kiss on the noodle like slayers lips he moved into position waiting for instructions.

Cordelia regally uncurled her body and knelt on the couch, her full breasts smashed lusciously up against the back, her thighs spread wide on the cushions, her shapely ass in the air.

"I want that huge cock in my pussy now." She ordered the dew on her waxed nether regions the only testament to her excitement.

Spike grabbed her around the waist careful not to scratch her delicate skin, and thrust his full length deep into her juicy quim violently.

"OHFUCK!" Cordelia shouted feeling herself stretched to maximum as the cool prick of the vamp slid into her overheated canal. "SO goddamn good..."

"NOW fuck ME!!! I want it HARD and FAST!" She demanded as he pulled his cock back so he could slam into her. "Oh and Spike....NO CUMMING!!"

With a growl that sent shivers down Cordy's spine Spike gripped her hips and started a bruising pace into her acquiescing body.

Bending over her back he slid one hand down her inner thigh and flicked with one deadly claw the nub that held all her pleasure.

"OOOH OH GOD....AGAIN....DO IT AGAIN!!!" Cordelia shrieked vociferously her slim hips moving in time to his thrusts forcing his cock deeper and deeper until they both thought he would rip her in two. He was fucking her so hard that neither noticed he had fucked her high heels right off of her thus ending the spell binding her. *WHAT? OH ...OH...OHFUCK...*

As he flicked her clit again she suddenly held her breath and with a scream that would put most banshees to shame; her entire body convulsed around him and she came not caring about what was happening, or who the hell was causing it, but only that it continue.

Spike had no idea that the woman/girl below him had been under a spell and was no longer under it, all he knew was that her pussy was strangling his cock and if she didn't let him cum within the next 10 minutes he wouldn't be responsible for the damage he caused.

As he drove into her again and again, Cordelia panted and squirmed riding out the best fuck of her young life. Finally when she could take no more she collapsed against the couch heaving gasps of air into her greedy lungs.

"Stop...Stop...god that was good...but need rest." Cordelia mumbled as Spike pulled out of her, his prick wet with her spendings, and he gently turned her over onto her back opposite Buffy.

Cordelia took one look at Spike's demon and screamed bloody murder.

"WHAT? WHAT'S WRONG?" Spike asked wildly looking around the room expecting to see something amiss as the screams of terror bolted Buffy into instant defense mode.

"You...you...." She stuttered, "Your face...it's ...it's.."

"Spike luv." He said tilting his head curiously trying suss out the situation, "You told me to stay in character remember?" He asked as he slid into his handsome human features his blue eyes filled with concern.

Cordelia's eyes moved rapidly from the blue eyes of Spike to the now questioning green eyes of Buffy as suddenly the memories all came flooding back.

"OH MY GAWD!!!!" she suddenly shouted making the other two jump. "I am going to KILL Willow! This has to be her fault!"

"Mistress? Are you ok?" Buffy asked cautiously not knowing what was going on.

Buffys question penetrated her seething brain, *Mistress? Oh...the costumes*

"Buffy take off the collar." Cordy instructed, "and no dusting Spike he didn't know."

"Didn't know what?" he asked his voice becoming slightly more icy as he realized something important had changed within the past few minutes. *It's a bloody trap; good going mate your dick did you in again! *

Sitting back down on the couch Buffy reached up to unbuckle the only part of her clothing that wasn't hers and dropped the collar to the ground in shock as what had transpired came back to her in a rush.

"I...we...I..."She stammered looking at the other two with wide disbelieving eyes her face turning bright flaming red.

"What the bleeding hell is going on?" Spike growled growing more uncomfortable by the minute.

"Spell." Cordy said simply with a sigh.

"A spell? On what? On you? Why?"

"On our clothes apparently, at least those parts that were bought for the costumes. They turned us into what we were wearing. Slave," she motioned to the silent still red Slayer, "and mistress," pointing to herself.


"So you weren't really...when I...and this wasn't...." He couldn't help it he started to laugh; soon he collapsed onto the couch between the two girls his entire body given over to laughter. Even the two girls started giggling at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"Oh fuck, I shoulda known the Slayer wouldn't be able to lose that dodgy stick up her arse to do a woman." He leaned towards Cordy winking, "Even if that woman IS incredibly lovely."

"I DO NOT have a stick up my ass," Buffy huffed hitting Spike in the bare shoulder, "I never said I wouldn't do a woman, I've just never tried." She finished by sticking her tongue out at the vamp.

"You do that again and you're going to have to put it to good use ya know Slayer."

"What? This?" She stuck her tongue out at him again making his cock immediately jump back to full battle mode.

Both girls shared an impish look as they glimpsed the magnificent tool that Spike was sporting between his well-muscled legs their own bodies sending lustful signals out.

In tandem the girls slid to the ground on either side of him and with a silent signal both ran their hot tongues up the sides of his rigid cock.

Cordelia stopped for a moment and allowed Buffy to continue her ministrations as she said looking up into Spikes blue eyes. "For this you will of course have to service us both. Since the spell is no longer in effect and we outnumber you, it seems to me that you are our bitch for the rest of the night. AND whenever else we decide!"

Gently pushing her head so that she started her own brand of worship on his cock, Spike growled good-naturedly thinking that his unlife couldn't get much better than being at the beck and call of two such beauties and simply said, "Yes Mistress."

Both girls giggled as they set about giving him the blowjob of the century and then using him for the rest of the night and even longer after that.



The End