Author's notes: I just got booted (self booted) from a mislabeled group of rabid spike haters. Now I hate Spike quite a bit, but my opinions weren't welcomed (and apparently neither was non-mob mentality or any form of politeness or curtesy) and I was called a sicko pervert and rapist-lover...well, I just say, let them eat cake. This was alot of fun to write, it's really short and not to be taken seriously (entirely), and NO I don't think a woman who gets raped is at fault. Unless that woman is Buffy. Enjoy my humour.
"No!", Buffy said, horrified that Spike knew her true secret desire : to be his fuckslut.
"YES, FEEL IT MY LITTLE FUCKSLUT!"
"Noooooo!!!", Buffy wailed, but all in vain.
Already, her moistening pussy was throbbing with need for the man who made her feel so alive.
Spike roughly undid his pants and spread her thighs, shoving into her and calling her a tight slutbitch whore as he did so, knowing Buffy wouldn't fight him, didn't truly want to, because she just needed to be shown what she truly felt, and given a chance to express it.
The pair fucked until she had the most awesome cum ever, and then they lay there together on the cold floor, and Buffy reflected on her relationship with Spike. She was such a bitch to him; she didn't want to be but sometimes her innate bitchiness took over. Take tonight, for example. He had sort of raped her - but could he really be blamed, given all the mixed signals she was sending and the fact that she was basically a borderline rapist herself? The abuse she'd treated Spike with over the past months was too much to bare. She had really brought this on herself.
And now that Spike had shown her who she truly loved, she resolved to treat him with more kindness.