Notes: Yes, I AM making a reference to N*Sync, just for my own amusement. Also, a few lines from this story are variations of lines used from various episodes. And , please note that if you got this far, you ain't got no business complaining and saying, "well, I NEVER!"... bearing that in mind, don't be a hack. Give feedback!
It was a punishingly heated night, almost a month after Buffy had run into Scoli and been saved by Spike.
Slowly, she had begun to fear the memory of her near death experience less often. The night sweats that woke her in panic now only happened every other day, and she no longer thought of the sweet, pungent scent of Scoli's blue pussy whenever Spike was pounding into her in their bed.
Tonight, the Slayer walked the streets, patrolling in a loose yet stylish kneelength pair of 'skorts' that had drawn more than one comment from the nosferatu that night.
"I can smell your bloody cunt, Slayer. Is the Spike giving you the sharp end of things?"
For this rudeness she had staked him as the words fell from his mouth, but it was not long after she had shook the dust from her tank top and skorts that the other vampires she fought with commented on the fact that she was wearing a look (albeit stylish), that had gone out with the eighties and had apparently decided that skorts were in, and underwear was out. More than one vampire felt her up as they fought, and it was only her quick Slayer reflexes that had gotten her out of a gangbang with a trio of eager and stupid fledgelings who made up for in strength what they lacked in finess.
Almost a dozen had come after her that night. For her usually muted scent had been heightened by her choice to expose her healing cunt to the night air, and the scent of her blood and other charms seemed to draw natural born enemies instinctively. It would have been easier if she could have worn her usual pair of hunting jeans, but she needed to heal. Spike had been rough with her tonight.
In the few months since their torrid affair had begun, he had gone from being a caring lover to revealing the true demon he was. He claimed he loved her, and maybe he did. But his jealousy over her dating other men and taunting him with it in the past couple of years when he was unable to take charge of the situation had made him bitter. Not to mention the fact that he was a demon, by nature capable of enjoying sexual sadism. She was reminded of that brutal fact hours earlier.
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Spike slammed the back of Buffy's head into the large Celtic cross presiding over the McGinnon family plot, and Buffy reeled from the blow. But even as her vision returned, she found Spike between her thighs, her frilly DKNY skirt that she'd saved up a month's wages at the Doublemeat Palace for, hiked up around her waist.
"Now now, my pet, don't get skittish on me. Angel told me you liked it like this," Spike said roughly as three fingers found their way into her unwelcoming channel. Buffy was wet from just seeing him, but his fingers frigged her so roughly that she tightened against their onslaught, only bringing more pain. Spike was pissed. He was always pissed about something, or just plain pissed.
Tonight it was Angel. The souled vampire had found out from an oracle that Buffy had been sleeping with Spike. Rather than feel protectiveness coursing through his dead veins at the thought of such an unholy act, his loins stirred at the thought of it. He couldn't help himself, but the idea of his princess of purity having sunk to such depravity that she would spread her legs for any demon that showed more than a passing interest got him hard in a way that he hadn't thought possible in a long time. Because only Buffy made him hard.
He missed Buffy. But he had no right to assume authority over her sex life, especially when he couldn't give her what she needed. So Angel had called up his childe Spike and told him about Buffy and him, about all the things they had done after he'd come back from hell. All the things they had done in such a way so that he would keep his soul. Buffy didn't know how to ask for what she wanted, and if he wanted her to be happy, maybe Spike could give her what he couldn't.
Little did the dimwitted vampire know that Spike was already giving Buffy what she needed, what she deserved and what she would get irrespective of her desire for it.
"A... Angel called you?"
Buffy would have panicked if she wasn't so dazed by the throbbing pain in her head and between her thighs. Why would Angel tell Spike about the blindfolds and kinkiness? Did he hate her that much for fucking Spike?*
"That's right, pet. Now what about that boy you've been seeing? Xander tells me his name's Ralph! God, I know you're a whore Buffy but do you think you could not debase yourself to the level of sucking off someone with that name?"
Buffy felt her anger rise, sudden and inspirational in the night.
"Fuck you, demon pig! You don't determine who I fuck! I will fuck whoever I fuck when I want to fuck them and in how many positions I want to fuck them. Whenever I choose to fuck them!"
With that, Buffy punched Spike in the jaw, only to receive a backhand across her cheekbones.
"I dont think so, bitch, " Spike said, voice murderously low, as the hand that was frigging her pussy jerked out of her violently. Buffy gasped in pain as Spike's juiced hand found it's way to her nipple, twisting it painfully through the flimsy layer of cotton fabric," You're mine. You know you're mine. I know you'd like it if you were normal and didn't suck vampire dick after hours, but that isn't my problem. My problem," Spike continued ominously, " is a Slayer slut who thinks she can get away with whatever she wants."
Spike pulled Buffy's thighs around his own, and, with practiced ease, freed his large cock from it's straining confines. In a short moment, he was inside of her. His entire length nestled for a hushed moment within Buffy's tight passage. The aberrant lovers gazed at each other in pain and arousal.
Then Spike pulled out, leaving only the head of his considerable shaft from her tight channel, before thrusting his length back inside of her.
"Spike," Buffy whispered, but it was no use.
He liked it like this. And in truth, she kind of liked it too. More to the point, it dind't really matter what she liked. She was his to do with as he pleased.
Their coupling was brutal that night, Spike fucked Buffy roughly until she bled. She knew this was punishment for accepting a date with Ralph, a cute guy she'd met at the mall last Sunday while spending quality time with Dawn. She hadn't really wanted Ralph, he was only a passing interest for her. But she had wanted to WANT to date someone with a pulse. So she'd accepted. And now she was being next to raped against the McGinnon family crypt.
She thought Spike would stop when he could smell the thin trails of blood sliding onto her thighs with their combined fluids. But he just fucked her harder. He drove into at a hurtful pace over and over, until, finally, without warning, he froze and spilled his dead seed inside of her womb. Buffy hadn't been given the chance to come.
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So now Buffy patrolled the hot, humid streets of Sunnydale, her hair hung in limp strands since the curly bangs she had tried to create long since delapidated into pasty clumps. Suddnely, she heard a slimy, squirming noise. It should have curdled her blood, but it instead sent a shiver of excitement straight to her abused healing cunt.
She had only heard that distinctive sliming wiggle once before. From the Siliro demon she had fought weeks earlier. It still haunted her nightmares...and erotic dreams.
Her body was frozen for a moment. Her mind told her to run the other way. There was no way she could take the Siliro demon when the bitch sat down. She would have to regroup and come back with more than a puny stake. But her body ignored her mental signals, and, seemingly of it's own volition, sought out the sound's owner.
And there Scoli was, just around the corner in a darkened alley that made her look a freakishly beautiful sight as her silhouette gleamed in the moonlight, sitting patiently waiting for a calcium rich meal to pass by. Endgame, she thought to herself as the pretty Slayer walked towards her. Scoli was slightly apprehensive, but she sensed instinctively that the Slayer couldn't really do anything to harm her. Buffy's movements suggested someone who didn't want to be doing what she was doing - walking towards her doom; Scoli wondered if the blonde woman was on drugs, which might interfere with her feeding.
It happened quickly and without much fanfare. Buffy stood before Scoli, who, seated, reached the Slayere's breasts in height. Buffy methodically drew her stake from her skorts' waistband, but knew that both she and her weapon would be useless in fighting the immensely strong Siliro demon before her.
Scoli's long arm disjointed into a mass of elongated jelly and knocked the stake from Buffy's hand. It couldn't do her any real damage, but it was best to get the annoyance out of the way. Next her long arm tentacle wrapped around Buffy's neck and brought her crashing down to the unforgiving pavement. Buffy's elbow skin scraped against the cement as she tried to brace her fall. Suddenly, Buffy found herself in the exact position she had been in a month before : laying hurt on the ground, face mere inches away from the delectable entrance of Scoli's navy haired giant vagina.
And it was delectable. Buffy had thought about it so often after she had almost lost her life to it. She couldn't understand why she was aroused by something so disgusting; perhaps it was the near death shock, perhaps the primal earthiness of seeing unplucked, uncropped pussy. The Slayer inhaled the pungent and blessed scent of frankincense and halibut, closing her eyes and savouring it.
Without warning, tears sprang to her eyes, for she had missed this primal smell for too long. Buffy unconsciously allowed her tongue to seek out the sweet blue treasure before her, when Scoli pulled her face to the entrance of her giant vagina. The spell was broken - or was it?
As Scoli wondered what on earth the blonde woman had been doing at the entrance of her crotch and calcium receptors, Buffy wondered why she couldn't shake the desire she had for this Siliro's pussy. She hated herself for it; it was unnatural, and unlike Spike, this being wasn't even a human simile - except for her vagina. With it's own unique distinctive smell, touch responsive hair and large size, it was still a perfect replica of an abundantly lipped woman's pussy. Buffy couldn't fight it any longer. Besides, she reminded herself, if she pleasured the Siliro, maybe this demon bitch would let her get out of alive.
Buffy allowed her tongue to dart out and gingerly taste the sweet succulent blue flesh she had been dying to savour for so long. Upon contact, both Buffy and Scoli immediately froze. What was this food source doing, Scoli wondered? This had never happened to her, and she was more than a little apprehensive about it. But she didn't really have a choice, the blonde slut's gentle worship of her life and death giving cavern felt too good to stop it.
Buffy cried, it felt so good to finally have what she'd been craving in her mouth. Uncaring about restraining herself any longer, she took one of Scoli's inner pussy lips into her mouth and lavished the expertise she'd learned from Angel and Spike upon it, sucking and licking it for dear life.
"Shewlsidlskr", Scoli gasped the Siliro version of a moan of pleasure.
This human whore was giving her something she hadn't missed for a long time; it had taken her too long to recover from the heart bruising punch she had received from the blonde's protector had dealt her over a moon ago. Siliro couldn't make love when they were injured, for this also required sitting. And while a healthy exposed heart needed special care and attention, lovemaking with a bruised organ signaled a death wish. And the whore seemed to be so good at it. Who knew, Scoli thought to herself, that she would luck out and get a good pussy eater and pussy feeder all in one night?
Scoli allowed Buffy to languish on the outside of her pussy for a while, enjoying the feeling of her clitoris and outter lips being pleasured. In short time, however, she sighed in frustration. She wished she could let this go on for longer. But she had to eat quickly and rise; sitting around on the earthly plane with human food eating your pussy and causing your newly healed and exposed heart to palpitate with pleasure wasn't safe.
Buffy suddenly felt herself being pulled level with the entrance to Scoli's vaginal canal. Fear and excitement struck her in unison, sending jolting shivers coursing through her body. Would she die tonight? Buffy was terrified, and even the prospect of tasting the Siliro demon's sweet inner walls wouldn't shake the fear from her heart.
The blonde Slayer struggled violently against the Siliro's grasp, but, not unexpectedly, it was useless. She felt her head sliding past the lush entrance of Scoli's pussy just as easily as she had one fateful night a month ago, and within moments her entire head was firmly embedded within Scoli's cunt. Little tentacles began worming their way around Buffy's ears and mouth, searching for entrance to her calcium rich skull. And as much she feared and hated the demon bitch trying to feed from her, Buffy wanted one last thing from this desolate life.
She opened her mouth willingly to the tentacles which rushed in, forming a long mass which resembled a squirming cock. Buffy sucked it eagerly, letting her tongue explore and dual with the individual tentacles. Their sweet touch made her even wetter, but soon enough they retracted themselves from her mouth.
NO!! Buffy shouted in the muffled darkness of Scoli's gigantic vagina, wanting more time to explore the squirming tentacles. But just as easily as she'd been pushed in, Buffy felt her head being pulled out of Scoli's warm pussy.
Once again able to see, hearing the night air and crickets surrounding her, Buffy shook violently with gratitude for her life and a need for release. But all she was given were two heavily accented words spoken by the waxy blue skinned mistress above.
"Pleasure me, " Scoli demanded.
It would be impossible to feed with this bitch so intent on giving her head, and maybe a nice good cum would get her own arousal out of the way.
Buffy shivered with excitement and anticipation. She wasn't going to die, not yet. And once again, her tongue snaked out and sought out Scoli's pussy. Buffy explored anew, licking, nibbling and lapping every inch of Scoli's giant vagina; her labia majora, clit, inner lips and sensitive valleys between, all of these were pleasured. Buffy was hornily tracing the line of Scoli's vaginal entrance when she felt the Siliro's wormlike, smooth disjointed arm slide up the left leg of her skorts.
Buffy bucked in surprise and gasped, "What the fuck are you doing?"
Scoli had never been so insulted. Here she was offering to return the tramp's pleasure, and she was being cursed at. Just for that, the blonde would pay.
"Who told you to speak, whore?", Scoli snapped as she thrust her thick arm into the blonde woman's ass.
The arm of Scoli's that was not firmly ensconced in Buffy's tender asshole pulled the Slayer's face back down to her own waiting pussy. Buffy felt tears spring to her eyes once again, but of horror this time. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. In all her fantasies, the Siliro had been gentle, offering to let Buffy explore at her own pace. But now she was pressed up against Scoli's pussy and Buffy teased the throbbing sex in anger, not worship.
"Mmmph!", Buffy's yelp of pain was muted by the mouthfull of pussy she was currently sucking, and Buffy would have cursed herself for giving the demon whore more pleasure with a hummer if she hadn't been reeling from the literal pain in her ass.
Her tight asshole felt like it was on fire with Scoli's thick arm reaming it with her pistoning tentacle.
Suddenly, Buffy heard a deep voice, and for a blessed moment, she thought it was Spike. But it wasn't.
"Well, well, Scoli, guess you finally found out about this Slayer bitch", an oddly familiar voice rang out.
Then Buffy remembered, it was one of the vampires in the demonic trio that had molested her earlier that evening! Buffy panicked and nipped Scoli's tender clitoris in fear, evoking a deep breathy hiss from her female rapist.
"Yeah, this slut almost cost me my life about a month ago! Some dickhead blonde vamp - no offense, Rex - nearly killed me just trying to get a decent feeding!"
Rex snickered at the mention of the pussywhipped vampire who had turned the tables on the longest living active Slayer in history, for it was common knowledge that the Slayer, aptly nicknamed the "Slutter" by the demonic underworld, killed only because she was allowed to. Spike had risen to become a feared vampire since his chip had been removed, and he was possessive and dominant in their relationship. Buffy, meanwhile, was frozen in fear, and a pervading sense of terror at the prospect of what would happen next was more frightening than the ever increasing thickness that Scoli's arm seemed to be undergoing as punishment for being bitten.
"Damn, she is one seriously fuck-deprived slut. It's like ever since that scum-fuck Angel left her, she's been humping anything she could just to bury her feelings. I'm telling you, Scoli, it ain't healthy! Oh, and none taken...say," Rex continued, eyeing the scintillating show of one beautiful Siliro shoving her fattening tentacle into the hot blonde Slayer's asshole, "Mind if I join in?"
Buffy had been listening to the idiotic vampire's tirade for too long. Suddenly, she found her courage and flipped her head over to face the honey blonde vampire. Even the throbbing pain in her tight ass wouldn't deter her.
"When it comes to Angel, how about you keep your mouth shut before I finish the job I started and jam a stake through your heart!"
"No," Scoli said, amused, "how about you keep your mouth open and eat my pussy if you don't want to die."
Ordinarily, a three way with two non-Siliro would be less than thrilling, but Rex was her friend and he was actually kind of cute. Besides, this whore between her legs deserved everything she got for giving her lip when she should have given tongue. The idea of an actual SLAYER between her legs, being sexually used and humiliated was just enough to turn Scoli on even more.
Scoli looked at Rex and smiled, saying, "The more the merrier! God, this bitch has a mouth on her - and she doesn't always use it for the right purposes, namely, licking muff!"
The two had a laugh as Buffy, humiliated and no longer aroused, continued to give oral attention to Scoli's pussy. So that was her name, Buffy thought to herself as she heard Scoli add, "My arm's about tired teaching this Slayer a lesson, so it's good you're taking over."*
The vampire needed no further encouragement, and within a moment, he had unzipped his eighties style acid washed jeans and shoved his lengthy penis straight into Buffy's ass in one thrust. The Slayer whimpered as she felt the cock go up her tight passage. It hurt, but not as much as Scoli's slimy expanding tentacle had - in fact, she would die before she admitted it, but something about the vampire's dick seemed different. Buffy felt it, and it was oddly sensual.
"Hey, what's up with that?" Scoli, asked, momentarily opening her eyes from the acute pleasure she was in. Rex's cock was peculiarly ridged, kind of like a solidified piece of dog shit with sections, but rounder and much larger. Had her twelfth grade biology class textbooks been out of date? This penis certainly looked nothing like the one she had seen under the humans section of her book. Perhaps things changed when humans became nosferatu?
"You like it? I got it cause my old lady loves taking it up the ass, and we've been together since we were turned at a Metallica concert. Man," Rex mused as he pounded into Buffy's ass, " I really love her. So I got my schlong surgically altered, kind of an 'anal bead's theme going on, but it works in your twat too! Ridges really make chicks go wild!"
Buffy wanted to vomit. The vampire raping her ass was a total pig, and she didn't know how much more of this she could take. She also didn't know if she would have any self respect when this was over, for once again, the taste of Scoli's sweet blue pussy on her tongue and Rex's ridged, anal-bead style dick in her ass was making her so horny. For even the degrading horror or what was going on couldn't curb her arousal for long; what's more, she knew the vampire above her could smell it.
As Buffy licked pussy and Rex inhaled the further arousing scent of Slayer pussy while he pounded into her slightly bleeding ass, Scoli felt her orgasm rapidly approaching. Buffy sensed this and slowed her pace, for the longer she kept Scoli from coming, the longer she would be guaranteed life. But the Siliro had other ideas.
Without warning Scoli pressed Buffy's face to the entrance of her vaginal canal. Buffy squirmed in resistance, but there was nothing she could do. If she bit, Scoli's pussy would just absorb her fucking teeth! The human felt Scoli's slick tender warmth collar her neck as she had twice before. But this time, Scoli pulled her deeper. Afraid and, humilitatingly, aroused, Buffy tentatively stuck her tongue out into the surrounding fishy darkness. Perhaps she could 'feel' her way through Scoli's cavern.
Buffy didn't search long. Almost instantly, her tongue found a pulsating nub the size of a small plum that Buffy instinctively knew was a G-spot. She quickly weighed her options...and decided once more to give into her desire. Buffy knew she would soon run out of oxygen, and she was going to die anyway. The Slayer thus worked her lips and tongue on the pulsating nub like her life depended on it, which it did. As Buffy's ministrations continued, she felt the nub quicken it's throbbing, and within seconds, Buffy's mouth was flooded with a gushing stream of thick, salmon flavoured blue liquid, which she gulped down without either choice or real desire to refrain from it. Buffy languished in her liquid prize, and felt an unexpected sense of pride at her accomplishment.
Buffy wasn't stupid. She was going to die. Therefore, all the rules that she abided by in life didn't apply here. Perhaps she could get one last pleasure from this world before she faded out of it. The Slayer wiggled her hips temptingly and contracted her sphincter, urging Rex to pound her with full vigor. Rex needed no second urging and began thrusting into "The Slutter"'s ass, building himself up to shoot his load within her.
Buffy was so lost in sensation that moments passed before she noticed that she was no longer in Scoli's dark vaginal passage, but breathing in the night air once again! She wondered why this was so, although she wasn't complaining. In fact, she wasn't questioning it at all, simply closing her eyes and giving in to the pounding sensation in her ass that made her feel wonderful. Nor did Buffy notice Scoli stand, compose herself, readjust into a mask of human form, and take off after a nice red haired woman with a large skull that was well disguised by cute features. For Scoli had decided somewhere between Rex's appearance and her earth shattering orgasm that she would not kill this Slayer, she gave too good head! Besides, Rex's face was scrunched up as he approached his orgasm, and Scoli REALLY didn't need to see that.
"Man, would you look at that!", another familiar voice said, and Buffy's eyes snapped open to see the other two vamps of the trio looking down at her. She realized this night just couldn't get any worse.
"DAMMIT!", Rex shouted in frustration, "you made me lose my nut!"
The two other vampires, Lance and Bass, simply stared at Rex as if he had just announced his acceptance of Jesus as his personal lord and saviour.
"Dude...", Bass piped up, "you're banging the Slayer. COOL!"
"If Spike finds you bangin' her, man, he'll rip your heart out through your ass!", Lance said incredulously.
"Yeah", Rex said with a sly smile," but that fucker ain't here. I heard he was out of town for the week for the feast of St. Vidgious, there' doin a 'thing' out in San Francisco!"
Lance and Bass looked at each other with knowing eyes that said, "are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
The pair dropped their pants in record time, and one of them positioned himself at the head of Buffy's mouth.
"How about giving me some nut, Slutter?", Lance asked rudely, slapping Buffy's face with his warm cock.
Buffy opened her mouth unwittingly to issue a scathing reply, which Lance took as his cue to shove his dick down Buffy's throat. The Slayer gagged for a moment, her face turning red before she quickly adjusted to suck it's length.
Buffy bit down on Lance's dick; her head immediately reeled in excruciating pain. I guess it can get worse, the Slayer thought to herself as she rememebered Giles' telling her of female Siliro orgasmic fluid being used to reduce biting in demonic pets who were being trained; any attempt to use her teeth agressively would result in massive pain. Even though the results were temporary, Buffy was helpless. Her only option if she wanted to keep breathing was to suck the vampire's dick.
The site of the Slayer on her hands and knees, skorts exposing her tight asshole and twat, sucking off her sworn enemy was enough to send Rex over the edge. He increased his pace to a feverish pitch, causing Buffy's already damaged tissue to tear past the point of pleasurable pain. Buffy cried out, her sounds muffled around Lance's thrusting cock. In moments, Rex froze for a moment, then gave several hard deep thrusts, grunting, "Take it Slayer", as he spilled his cold seed in her ass.
Buffy sighed in a mixture of frustration and relief for a moment, before she realized Rex was walking around to her face. Simultaneously, Lance removed his cock from her mouth; thin trails of her own spit mingled with his precum stretched from his penis to her mouth, and the vampire slapped her face with it a few times, laughing at her tears and shame.
Buffy tried to stand, but within seconds Lance was sheathed in her loosened asshole, and Rex's cum covered cock was dangling before her mouth.
"Lick it clean, Slutter!"
Buffy had no choice, there were three of them, and she suspected Scoli's orgasmic fluid had done more to her than make her teeth sensitive - it seemed to affect her entire level of agression. She wanted to fight back, but for some reason it seemed too hard.
Disgusted, she sank deeper into depravity as she slid her tongue around Rex's cock, tasting the musky flavour of her own ass. Buffy grimaced, for the taste wasn't awful but the very idea of it was disgusting. She tried to pull away, but Rex would have none of it and pushed her face down to his shaft once more.
"Clean up the mess you made, slut!" Rex said angrily before adding, "If my girlfriend smells your skanky ass on my dick, there'll be hell to pay."
Buffy leaned forward to take Rex's softening member in mouth, and felt herself being jerked forward by Lance's thrusts, which were increasing in depth and speed. Unbeknownst to Buffy, Lance was looking at Bass jerking himself off at the scene before him. Lance* had a secret crush on Bass*, and this was the first time he'd ever seen his dick. The sight of it make him fuck the nubile blonde beneath him even harder, and he knew his orgasm was near.
Buffy lapped her own anal juices mixed with Rex's cum from his dick, and she drowned in humiliation as she wiggled her tongue beneath his ribbed foreskin to be sure she 'cleaned up her mess'. Lance was starting to make her horny again. She was trying desperately not to be a whore, but she couldn't help it, the sensation of the warm dick in her ass was too much. And then Buffy understood. The bastard had fed. The evil demon plugging her ass was warm from a fresh kill.
"No..." Buffy, said to no one who would listen, before Rex roughly guided her mouth back to his cock. And Buffy just didn't have the strength to fight anymore. She was bent on her hands and knees in a dirty alley with one vampire fresh from a kill stuffing her ass and cleaning another one's dick with her mouth. The tears showed no sign of stopping, but there was nothing she could do.
As Buffy leaned down and began sucking Rex's balls, Lance slapped her ass a few times, calling her a whore and a little bitch that was good for nothing but sucking dick and getting ridden like the whoredog* she was. Buffy knew he was right. For she knew he could smell her arousal and that, even though she was disgusted, she was already getting wetter as he called her these names.
"Keep sucking, bitch!", Rex said, and Buffy continued her ministrations to his balls.
Suddnely, Lance froze, and Buffy knew he was about to shoot deep into her bowels. She felt the liquid invasion and accepted it submissively. Suddenly, she was surrounded in warmth, and she felt her face hot from liquid drops.
Buffy looked up only to have to close her eyes against the yellow stream pouring from Rex's cock. He had pissed in her hair while she'd licked his balls, and he continued streaming the golden liquid over her tanned face.
Rex laughed, and said jokingly to his vile companions," I guess now we know why she has that golden glow all the time, this whore must get pissed on alot!"
But both Lance and Bass were dead. It happened so quickly that Rex hadn't had time to process it, only his vampiric reflexes let him know that something was off before a stake shot through his heart from behind and left Buffy sucking a swirl of dust.
Buffy shut her eyes tightly, letting the yellow water and dust drop from her eyelids before she opened them again. And there, framed by the ghostly moonlight was Spike. He looked upset. And Buffy wasn't going to speak, not in her defense, not in anything. She was afraid. More afraid than she had been all night.
"Stand", Spike commanded, and she obeyed.
Then he picked her abused body up, carried her to his motorcycle, put her on it, ignoring the fact taht she reeked of cum, urine, and salmon, and drove. Buffy didn't know to where.