[Reviews - 96]
-
Table of Contents [Report This]
Microsoft Word Chapter or Story | ePub eBook Chapter or Story | Printer Chapter or Story

Has been viewed 3925 times

- Text Size +




Chapter 13

The closer they got to Spike’s crypt the harder it became for both of them to control themselves. Buffy was already suffering an acute attack of ‘jelly –knees’ and was flooding her thong in a way she’d never have believed possible had it not been happening to her right now.

The memory of his tongue, just dipping under the elastic of panties as she lay prone over the swing caused twinges in that area every time she thought about it. Her intense state of arousal left her entirely vulnerable each and every time Spike stopped walking and essentially attacked her mouth with his.

Eventually they reached their destination, but even at the threshold Spike couldn’t resist pushing her against the door and kissing the breath out of her. As he pulled away and opened the door he warned (as he had with each kiss) of his intention to well and truly claim revenge.

By now Buffy just wished he would start so she could finally get some release. Sure, she might have to wait for a while (although right now she felt as though she’d come at a look from him) but she’d get it eventually.

She had no idea how right her last thought had been. For all Spike knew he’d take great pleasure in torturing her as she had him, he was also looking forward to just how much Buffy was going to get it from him. And boy did he intend to give it to her!

As soon as the door closed behind them Buffy became like a woman possessed. Her wobbly legs began to obey her brain as did the hands that grabbed him by the lapels of his duster. The hands that began to tear at his clothes as she kissed him like her life depended on it.

For a moment Spike almost fell victim to the sheer sensuality of the woman kissing and undressing him. Only for a moment though. A single movement of her tongue against his reminded him of milky white popsicles, of how she’d teased him and of the task at hand.

When he pulled his mouth away from hers and took a step back Buffy frowned and made to grab his duster again, too far gone to understand why he was stopping things. Knowing only that she wanted Spike inside her and that the bulge he’d had in his pants all night indicated that this was definitely what he wanted too.

Spike caught hold of her forearms when she reached for him and slid his hands to her wrists, goosebumps rising in their wake. Gently he manoeuvred both hands to the small of her back and held them there.

“Someone’s a greedy little girl!” he chided “None of that luv. This is on my terms now. ”

That said he moved in and kissed her again. Heat rose as their tongues danced and teased one another and Buffy struggled to free her hands. She wanted his damn clothes off, wanted to run her hands over his sculpted chest as she took him inside of her over and over again.

Struggle as she might however, she could not liberate herself and her mewls of consternation and the struggling itself aroused them both as well as amusing Spike no end. He’d meant every word he’d said. This was on his terms and he would have payback.

When Buffy finally stopped struggling and melted into the kiss Spike again pulled away.

“Be a good girl luv and take your lumps and maybe I’ll see my way to rewarding you when I’ve had retribution.”

The lust, which was now in control of Buffy’s brain as well as her body, shouted loudly that she should just do as he said so she could get to the pinnacle sooner rather than later.

Dumbly she nodded a silly smile on her face as she followed him down to his, now quite cosy, underground bedroom. Her feet didn’t work properly on the ladder and Spike got down well before her.

As she reached the bottom of the ladder he pressed her against it. Capturing her mouth when she turned her head to look back at him he tweaked at her nipples with one hand. Buffy leaned back against him even as her breasts arched into his touch and moaned loudly into his mouth.

Satisfied that he still had her sufficiently distracted, Spike pulled a blindfold from his back pocket. Breaking the kiss, he allowed her head to turn back round and her body to lean forward against the ladder.

As she leaned forward, panting, Spike swiftly and silently positioned and secured the fold over her eyes.

With an ‘ohh’ Buffy realised what had happened. Her breathing and the heat in her groin instantly ratcheted up a good few notches.

“Spike, I…..I can’t see.” She said, cringing to herself at her obvious statement, but also quite also quite proud that she’d managed actual speech.

“Well, there’s lots of ways of not seeing pet. You’re experiencing the most the most literal one. I experienced another earlier, when what I thought I was seeing was actually very different to what was really in front of me. Now we’re going to find out which is worse – seeing something different or not seeing anything at all.”

His voice took on a sinister note with his final words and he was pleased to see goosebumps rise all over the parts of her body he could currently see.

As was her wont, she surprised him with her next move, coming out fighting again in spite of her arousal. Spinning round to face him her head came up as she looked where she thought he would be.

Her hands rose purposefully to remove the fold, her chin jutting forward in temper. Of course he caught her hands before they ever got near her head. She knew there was no point (aside from her enjoying the ‘over-powered’ feeling) in struggling against his grip. He’d proved that point just moments ago. Instead, she let loose with what was probably one of her most effective weapons. Her mouth.

“Damnit Spike. I thought you said I had you all riled up. I thought you’d come over all ‘alpha-male’. Why bother with these games? Why not just give me what I was asking for all that time I was pretending and teasing. You know you could think of nothing but screwing me senseless.”

Her voice took on a mocking, faux-sympathetic tone as she continued.

“And you were such a good boy about it. Poor baby. Well now you can do it! You had your little spanking fun. Oooh ow! I learned my lesson Mr.Spike. Now why don’t you just give it to me?! Sink right into me and fuck me hard.”

A slow smile spread across Spike’s face. Of course he wanted to do exactly what she’d suggested. However, you do not live as long as Spike without attaining a fairly impressive level of self-control should the situation require it.

She was good - she’d almost had him for a second - but he was better. Little Miss Buffy wasn’t about to get off that easily. In fact she wasn’t ‘getting off’ at all until she’d had a good strong dose of her own medicine.

“’Much fun as that would be Slayer.” He said softly. “I’m far from done with you yet. Now, come with me and I can start having my fun.”

Although her brain was reluctant to capitulate in any movement which aided Spike in ‘having his fun’ her body didn’t listen to it. She allowed herself to be led forward, him walking backwards, still holding on to her lower arms.

They reached the bed and he released her limbs in order to arrange her as he wanted on the bed. Buffy allowed this, her attempt at distraction effectively quashed she was resigning herself to having to wait.

There were some brief rummaging sounds after he had lain her down then Buffy felt the mattress shift under his weight as he joined her.

Suddenly Spike was kissing her neck, one hand caressing her nipples through the sundress, the other rubbing between her legs. Buffy moaned at the sensations he elicited even as her brow furrowed. Something was different, not right, not usual……but what?

It dawned on her that Spike was stroking her through her clothes. Normally he delved straight into her underwear (nine times out of ten ripping it straight out of his way). As his mouth moved to hers she realised it felt like a teenage make-out session on Mom and Dad’s couch, like she was doing something she shouldn’t with the neighbourhood bad boy. It felt great actually.

Kissing back for all she was worth Buffy was about to direct his hand up under her dress and into her panties when a new sound reached her ears. She barely had time to register that it was a buzzing sound before contact was made.

Again on top of her clothes she felt a hard vibrating length pressed against her crotch. An ‘mmmm’ sound was all she could utter at the strange yet pleasant sensation. Her legs opened wider of their own volition and her pelvis slowly ground against the vibrator.

Spike adjusted the angle at which he held the toy against her until he got what he wanted. A breathy ‘ohhh’ and a sharp push downwards of her hips, telling him that he had it in just the right place against her clit.

Smiling he kept the same angle but rolled the vibrator ever so slightly from side to side. It was rolling deliciously back and forth against her clitoris, the sensation heightened as were all her senses, by her enforced blindness.

In no time at all Buffy’s face grew flushed and her breathing became laboured. He’d expected her to reach for the blindfold but she did not. Instead one hand reached gripped the forearm not holding the vibe. The other found its way to the toy and the hand wielding it and gripped hard, holding it firmly in place.

Her breathing came faster and harder, in direct proportion to the almost frantic bucking and twitching of her hips. She was going out of her mind, constantly feeling that she was almostthere………just a little more pressure…….gripping Spikes hand harder.

He watched her carefully. When he saw the flush creeping up her chest and throat, heading behind her ears and she began to throw her head back he knew she really was just on the edge of orgasm. At that exact moment he yanked his hand and the vibrator free of her grasp.

Grinning he watched her brow crinkle as she wailed.

“Noooo!”

Her hips still undulated as her breathing eventually slowed and an almighty pout took root on her lips. Her sense gathered quicker then she would have thought. Spike’s words about her pleading and screaming the place down echoed in hr head, taunting her as much as the low chuckle currently emanating from the vampire beside her.

Well, she wasn’t going to play his games so easily. ‘Who are you trying to kid?’ piped up a small voice in her head, ‘ you’ll die if he does that again.’ Buffy told the voice firmly to shut up. Calling up reserves of strength from god only knew where, she pushed one side of the blindfold up to give Spike a solo eyeballing.

“Meanie!” she pouted.

Spike grinned. Buffy had always been his equal in the battlefield and the bed and much as he had told her otherwise at time, he loved her for it. She never failed to rise to a challenge. However, after what she had put him through tonight he was determined she would not win this little game.

“Now that’s no way to speak to your elder’s young lady.” He laughed, shaking the vibrator at her as you would a remonstrative finger.

Buffy couldn’t help but giggle at the incongruity of his words and the image he presented. She gave him a one-eyed eye roll before settling the fold back in place. Crossing her arms under her breasts she smiled and issued a challenge she knew she might well come to regret.

“I’m not scared of you, you old meanie. That the best you’ve got? I thought I was supposed to be paying here.”

“You are writing cheques your butt can’t cash!” Spike said, highly amused in spite of himself at the playfulness she was displaying.

“Oooh scary.” Buffy taunted. “What ya gonna do? Spank me again? Doesn’t seem to have had much effect so far, does it?”

“Well, that’s a blatant untruth,” Spike said as he slowly slid her dress up over her hips, “and we’ll get to that later. But much as I love smacking your bum and making you squeal, it’s not quite,” he switched the vibrator back on, “what I had in mind.”

Any response Buffy may have been about to make was erased from her brain as he deftly positioned the vibrator again; this time with only her thong panties between it and her most sensitive areas.

The vibrations were conducted much more effectively along the material of her underwear this time. It took only seconds for Buffy to be plunged back into the agitated state she’d so recently pulled herself out of. She moaned and writhed as Spike began his torturous ‘rolling back and forth’ movement.

A small whimper escaped her lips, elicited when she ground against the toy and her thong sent the vibration right down over her mound and between her ass cheeks.

Spike grinned at the sound.

“Not so bloody cocky now are we?” he said smugly.

Buffy couldn’t have retorted even if she had been able to hear him over the sound of her own harsh panting and the blood pounding in her ears. Her hands moved to resume their former position on each of his arms.

“No, no, no.” Spike chided. “Not this time.”


That said, he proceeded to remove the vibrator and place Buffy’s arms firmly up by her ears. Before she could move or protest at all Spike had returned to his task and she was moaning immediately.

As she got closer to release her hands lifted of their own accord evidently on their way to holding Spike and his toy in place long enough this time for her to get to her peak. However the second they did Spike pulled his hands away leaving Buffy writhing and randomly thrusting her hips.

“Lie still and do as you’re told like a good girl.” Spike said. “Or you don’t get what you want.”

A strangled groan of frustration flew from her as she slammed her hands back down onto the pillow.

“Good girl.” Spike said

“Gonna….get…… you…… for thiissss!!” Buffy gritted then wailed out, making Spike grin all the more.

“Uhuh.” Spike said.

He moved the hand holding the vibrator down when he sensed she was very close again. Slowly he turned up the intensity of the vibrator as he pushed at her entrance through the thong.

Buffy gasped at the dual strange sensations of the vibrator and the material rubbing against the very edge of her opening. The thumb of Spike’s other hand crept beneath the elastic of her panties and rubbed lazily at her clit as it had when he was teasing her with washing her overalls.

Buffy’s resolve crumbled as Spike took her so damn close then again removed both vibrator and hand.

“Please….please…ok I’m sorry I teased you…..please no more!”

“Ok so now you’ve admitted it was wrong to be such a little tease. I think we really should give you a little more of your own medicine to teach you a lesson don’t you.”

“Noooo!” she wailed for the second time tonight.

“Yes.” Spike grinned, this time slowly pulling her underwear down and off.

Buffy almost breathed a sigh of relief but it was short-lived when Spike’s next move was not at all what she expected. Instead of moving back between her legs she felt the bed shift on one side of her head then the other too.

Spike was straddling her upper body he groaned himself as he freed his painfully hard cock. With a trademark evil grin he turned the vibrator all the way up and returned it to hover just at her entrance. His other hand came back and positioned his cock at her lips brushing over them to convey exactly what he wanted from her.

After a moment of lust-filled confusion her lips parted and she took his cock into her mouth. Her hands came up and pumped at his shaft as she began to suck in earnest.

“That’s right.” He said through gritted teeth. “You know you’re going to have to earn it. And I know you know what you’re doing after your little performance with the lollipop.”

Buffy did not answer verbally, her answer came in the form of her sucking and pumping becoming even more voracious. Spike rewarded her by pushing just the vibrating tip of the toy into her vagina. Her hips shifted trying their hardest to pull the vibe further inside, but despite the wonderful sensations being wrought in his nether regions, Spike stayed in control and didn’t allow it.

She moaned around his length as he continued to tease her with the vibe. His mouth came down to suckle steadily at her extremely swollen clit. As he’d planned the sensation wasn’t as intense for her as it would normally be when he was doing this. Compared to the intense sensation of the vibe on that area his tongue wasn’t anywhere near as extreme. This would ensure that even with what he planned to do with her in the next moments she would have dropped back from the edge a little.

As he suckled harder Buffy moaned anew and her strokes became long and firm on his dick. Spike couldn’t believe how well his plan was working as he continued to circle her opening with the vibe just inside.

Without warning he thrust the toy inside her wanting wet pussy. Angling the bottom end of it down towards her ass he pushed the vibrating tip to her g-spot.

Buffy would have thrashed her head wildly had her mouth not been otherwise occupied just now. Again she settled for sucking more and more fervently.

“Good girl.” Spike forced out. “You want it don’t you? Oh god yeah you want it. That’s it…….suck it.”

His exhortations spurred her on, as did the sensation of the vibrator buzzing powerfully against her most sensitive internal place. The part that was outside of her was angled steeply against the area between her vagina and her anus; a new sensation for her that was slowly driving her insane.

Suddenly Spike’s ministrations on her clit seemed to break through the barrier that had been dulling them in comparison to the vibe. She began to gasp as she continued to pleasure him.

Spike gave up all pretence of control, now slamming the vibrator in and out and all but biting on her clit. The fever was infectious as Buffy rose to still greater efforts. Spike panted hard into her overflowing pussy, veins bulging in his neck, his face flushing as he felt the rush start in his balls.

He actually grinned as he spewed his cum into her mouth with a huge groan. He knew he’d left her unsatisfied even as he revelled in his own release. If Buffy expected him to resume his ministrations once he had come down a little she was sadly mistaken.

Grinning even more heartily (and evilly) he slid the vibrator out of her and patting her trembling thigh moved off her and the bed.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Buffy exclaimed immediately and involuntarily. “Revenge is revenge but you are seriously reducing your life expectancy if you think this is ending like THAT!”

Spike replied by placing his hand over her extremely over-heated pussy, and saying.

“Oh no sweetheart. If you think you’re getting off that easily you are very very mistaken!”

TBC……….. Just one more part to come hehe (god I just can’t help the double entendres!)





You must login (register) to review.