Slave: 3/?

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Title: Slave
Chapter Three: Dark Heart
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Buffy has been enslaved in a demon dimension for over twelve years
her time though only 14 months have passed on Earth. She returns with her
two daughters, a Zoth and a changed life. Joyce and Willow, now lovers, must
help her find the slayer inside. 
Thanks: Cheryl Hill and Angelina
Warning: Smut, strangeness, lesbians and a story.

Friday was in a great deal of pain. Since Buffy had stopped sitting in the
kitchen and drinking after the girls went to bed, she had started taking
Friday to the crypt to whip, beat and generally fuck her brains out. In less
than a week Buffy had turned the crypt into a regular S & M torture chamber.
And after Buffy worked Friday over in the crypt they would return to their
basement room, Buffy would check on her girls. Then Buffy would fuck her for
most of the night. Buffy had been a slave long enough to learn to fuck
quietly, besides Friday had no vocal cords to scream out with. 

As Friday continued to dust and clean the living room she tried to take her
mind off her throbbing ass. Buffy had come home for lunch and taken her out
to the crypt and caned her ass before fucking her doggy style. At least
Buffy was letting her wet her pussy the Zoth thought gratefully. It was the
worst of tortures when Buffy commanded her to stay dry. Worse than any
beating, mostly because Friday actually loved Buffy and the slayer honestly
aroused the little demon. 

She wasn't really supposed to love Buffy. Buffy was her owner. It was one
thing for Friday to love the girls, but it was totally against custom for
the Zoth to feel love for her mistress. She was supposed to feel fear even
loathing. Why else have an empathic slave that sent her feelings directly
into your brain. The demon owner was supposed to enjoy the slaves fear, pain
and hatred. Demons weren't interested in love. 

But Friday did love Buffy, no matter what Buffy did to her; she just
couldn't help loving her mistress and her two daughters. The Zoth absolutely
adored the girls. Still the pain in her bottom was hurting her and she was
extremely tired. Buffy needed little sleep but she still needed several
hours each night, if for no other reason than to heal the wounds to her
skin. 

Friday leant over the couch to dust the lamp, as she leant she ended up
sitting on the soft cushion of the couch. Letting herself rest she stopped
dusting and just sat still on the couch enjoying the feel of the soft
cushion on her throbbing buttocks. Friday just sat there relaxing and
looking around the room. Her eyes fell on the moving picture box. Buffy
called it a TV. The box had fascinated her when it was on, though Buffy
never let her stay in the room long when the others watched it. Buffy always
sent her off to scrub the floors. 

She sat on the soft couch looking at the box wondering what it would be like
to lay on the couch and stare at the box the way Buffy's sister Dawn often
did when she returned from school. She wondered what it was like to lay in
bed cuddled next to each other watching the box at night the way Joyce and
Willow did in their bedroom. Sometimes the girls would get in bed with their
grandmother and her lover and squeeze between them and watch the box in the
bedroom. Sometimes Dawn would curl up at the foot of the bed and watch with
them as well. They would all lay there together watching the box and
laughing. She didn't understand their words but she felt their joy as they
watched. 

Friday was so lost in her thoughts about the joy of watching the box sitting
in nice soft places with people you love that she did not feel Willow return
home. 

Willow had just finished her internship at a local chemical plant. She had
majored in chemistry. After all Willow thought of chemistry as Witchcraft
without the newt. So Willow was just working on her thesis paper at the
library before starting back to classes in two weeks. 

Willow had yelled Hello when she entered the house. She knew the only one
home this time of day would be Friday, just as she knew the Zoth would not
hear her come in. But she had yelled anyway to be polite. She was still
getting used to the fact that Friday didn't really hear the same way humans
heard. 

She walked through the house looking for the girl and found her sitting on
the couch. The Zoth didn't see her for several seconds but when she did she
shot off the couch and laid herself flat at Willow's feet. Friday knew she
was doing something wrong by not only sitting on the couch but by resting.
The little blue Zoth hoped that the witch would only beat her and not use
magic to punish her. 

Willow looked at the girl prone on the floor at her feet. She knew the girl
was frightened. She knew the girl thought she had done something wrong.
Willow had no idea what she thought she had done wrong. This wasn't the
first time she had seen the girl do this either. Sometimes the girl would
make a mistake, take a bite without getting Buffy's permission. Something so
small that no one else would notice. And then the girl would leave the room
if the girls were around, if the girls were gone she would bow down exactly
the way she was now in front of Buffy. If Buffy were gone she would bow in
front of Joyce, or Dawn or herself. None of them knew how to handle it. None
of them normally knew what she did wrong.

Then when everything was quiet and the girls were elsewhere Buffy and the
Zoth would disappear. Never for long, sometimes only four or five minutes.
And they would return as if nothing had happened. Willow guessed Buffy was
doing something to the girl. She got visions of Buffy hitting her with a
belt. As a witch Willow's power had grown. But Willow still wasn't sure what
was really happening. Joyce and Dawn didn't notice most of this. She knew
for a fact that Joyce did not suspect Buffy was hitting the girl. Joyce
voiced her fears about Buffy almost every night in their bedroom when they
were alone. Her fear that her Dawn was changed, becoming an alcoholic. But
Joyce did not suspect that Buffy hit her Zoth. 

And Willow had no proof that Buffy hit the girl. None what so ever. She just
got impressions in her brain, followed by vague observations. Well, that and
the girl throwing herself at her feet because she was caught sitting on the
couch. And when Willow tried to use her witchcraft to stretch out and find
facts to clear up the impressions she ran into a wall. A wall she suspected
was some kind of witch or demon barrier. It only gave her more questions. 

"Friday, get up. I hate when you do that." The redhead said as she bent down
and helped the girl to her feet.

Friday quickly stood up and started back to dusting the room. 

"Friday stop right now, if you're tired sit back down." Willow said. The
girl just looked around the room with a look of terror in her eyes. Willow
slapped on her resolve face and ordered. "I said sit down!"

Friday slid to the floor right where she was standing.

"On the couch." Willow ordered. She wanted to look at the demon, really look
at the demon. Friday quickly moved to the corner of the couch and sat down.
Willow noticed how carefully she lowed her bottom into the chair. 

"I know she is doing something to you. I know there is something going on."
Willow announced to the girl. 
"Why let Buffy go at all? Why now?" Willow reasoned out loud. "Why is Ragna
staying around, she visits once a week my guess is she is not going back and
forth between worlds. Ok, I buy the proud grandmother thing, but that
doesn't explain everything. She sends Buffy more than enough money each week
to buy her own house, why stay with Joyce. Why insist she stay with Joyce.
And what the hell is up with Buffy. Ok she really is Buffy or someone very
like her, but she isn't Buffy. Buffy would never treat anyone the way she
treats you. What is with the constant cleaning? She treats you like a slave,
which you are, but still." Willow babbled looking at the girl. Then she
noticed the girl was sound asleep.

"See." Willow exclaimed. She then carefully used her magic to lay the girl
across the couch so she could sleep. Willow covered her with a blanket.
Friday woke up a few minutes later and started to get up. Willow just pushed
her back into the couch and said, "Sleep." The girl said something to her
and she answered without actually knowing the words, "I will pick up the
girls and I will deal with Buffy, now sleep."

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Buffy arrived home as the pizza delivery guy was leaving. At first she
thought maybe Dawn and her friends had ordered pizza but when she entered
the house she found Willow setting at the kitchen table, as Dawn tried to
herd her girls into the kitchen. 

"Where is Friday and why isn't she cooking dinner?" Buffy said not even
trying to hide her anger.

"Mom, Aunt Willow said Friday is sick and we should be quiet and let her
sleep." Sarah explained to her mom jumping into her arms. 

Buffy picked Sarah up and kissed her. "Sick huh?" Buffy said skeptically. 

"Me too Mommy." Alex said at her mother's side holding her arms up to be
picked up and kissed like her sister. Buffy put Sarah down and picked Alex
up and kissed her. Then she returned the girl to the floor and said, " Have
you washed your hands?"

"Yes, Aunt Dawn helped us reach the sink." Sarah said running to her chair
at the table. "Pizza!" She screamed joyfully as she pulled herself up in the
seat. Buffy picked up Alex and put her into her booster chair. "Thanks
mommy."

"I am going to check on Friday." Buffy announced after she put a piece of
pizza on each girl's plate.

"In a minute, I need to talk to you first." Willow said hitting Buffy with
full resolve face. "Dawn will you help the girls." She added.

"Sure" Dawn sat looking at her sister and her 'whatever' like they were
nuts. Dawn loved Willow she just didn't know what to call her. Stepfather
seemed a little too formal. 

"Fine" Buffy said, stepping out the back door. Willow followed. They both
moved around the house well out of ear shot.

"Look Willow I don't interfere in you boinking my mom, I don't appreciate
you interfering in my relationship." Buffy said skipping over the small
talk. 

"Since when is letting your girl friend catch up on a little sleep
interfering? Most people would call that helping." Willow shot back.

"Friday doesn't need to sleep." Buffy said anger pouring across her as she
lost her human form.

Willow literally jumped back and pulled the cross she always kept in her
pocket out and put it in front of Buffy's face. She was on autopilot, and
this was pure instinct on the witch's part. Her brain had stopped working. 

"Cute Willow, crosses only work on vamps remember." Taking the cross
carefully out of Willow's hand and putting it back in her pocket. Buffy's
small horn had disappeared but her eyes were still glowing purple in purple.


"Sorry, I didn't realize. It doesn't matter." Willow said evenly, this was
still Buffy and she still was her best friend. "Buffy, whatever the hell you
have been doing to her, she is tired. Exhausted, I can feel how tired she
is, witch here remember. I told her to sleep. I made her, and you and I both
know she does exactly what she is told. So if you are going to spank anyone
over this then you are going to spank me." Willow said evenly staring Buffy
right in her purple eyes. 

"She told you I spank her." Buffy said paling as her eyes returned to
normal.

"No, she doesn't tell me anything. She doesn't talk, at least not yet. I
have been looking into sign language on the net. I think she can learn, she
already knows how to read. She helps the girls do their homework, so I know
she can read." Willow explained. 

"I don't know" Buffy said carefully then shyly asked, "How do you know I
whip her?" 

"Just a feeling I get, plus all her weird behavior and yours. You are really
into the master/servant thing." Willow answered.

"My girls don't know?" Buffy was still very white and worried sick as she
asked.

"No, you're pretty careful. But if you keep it up, they will figure it out
as they grow up." Willow said frankly. 

Buffy's eyes returned to purple, but she started to cry. "I can't let that
happen." Buffy said quickly.

Willow was very disturbed by Buffy. Mostly that Buffy wasn't sorry for
spanking the little demon only afraid to be caught. Still Buffy was her
friend so she pulled her into her arms and hugged her. 

"Mom and Dawn don't suspect?" She asked between tears. 

"No but they will figure it out soon too." Willow added frankly. Willow was
being to guess that there was a lot more then a causal spanking going on
better Friday and Buffy. The thought sicken her but Angel had prepared both
her and Joyce just enough for her to understand Buffy was really going
through a lot, and being judgement wasn't going to help. Pulling her
thoughts together Willow braced herself mentally. She was going to ask the
tough questions. 

"Buffy how badly do you...." She honestly didn't know what word to us, "hurt
her?" Willow finished. 

"Come see for yourself." Buffy said sadly. And led the way back into the
house. When they went into the kitchen they found Joyce eating with the
girls. Buffy was back in supermom form. After greetings and general small
talk, they moved to go to the basement. 

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Friday was sound asleep on top of the bed. The girl still looked and felt
tired to Willow. Buffy bent over and carefully kissed the girls lips very
gently. Friday slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Buffy. Then as she
realized where she was a look, or maybe just the feeling of terror came over
the girl, Willow wasn't really sure, but she honestly felt the girl's fear. 

"You are not in trouble, Willow said you were following her directions."
Buffy said slowing before kissing the girl gently again. 

Willow felt the girl calm down right away. Willow briefly consisted this,
then asked Buffy, "Buffy I keep feeling things, like emotions from her, is
that how she speaks to you?"

"She must be tired, but yes Zoth speak in sensations, emotions too. They
kind of send out how they are feeling. But I am surprised you can hear her.
I didn't think humans could feel them." Buffy said carefully pulling the
girl into her arms and across her lap. Buffy was holding her and tenderly
rubbing her arms. It was the first time Willow had ever seen Buffy show any
real tenderness to the girl when her daughters weren't present. 

"I think it's because I am a witch. I just get these vague impressions.
Nothing concrete." Willow said carefully taking a seat in the room.

"Hum, learn something knew everyday. I knew Tara had that gift but I never
thought you did." Buffy said flatly then regretted mentioning Tara's name.
They had broken up even before Buffy was kidnapped. She still wasn't exactly
sure why they had split up, just that it had something to do with magic.
Tara was terrified of the direction of study Willow was going in with her
witchcraft.

"Does my mom know how far in you are in the black arts?" Buffy asked
suddenly changing the subject.

"She just knows I am still an active witch. To be honest we never really
talk about it. She asked me once not to teach Dawn anything too dangerous.
She knew better than to ban Dawn from magic altogether. I think her thinking
on the subject was that she would rather have me teach Dawn safe tricks,
than have Dawn learn from someone who could teach her the not so safe
tricks." Willow explained slowly. This was the first real talk the two of
them had had since Buffy's return.

"Actually she is right. I remember all the trouble you got into when you
first started studying. I think if Giles would have helped you some of it
might have been prevented." Buffy said evenly. 

"Not really, Giles knew the books, but he is not really that great a
sorcerer Buff. I love Giles almost as much as you do, he is a great watcher,
not a good witch." She admitted quietly. 

"You did kind of surpass his skill before you even left high school." Buffy
agreed. 

"You still want to see." Buffy said gathering her strength. She knew she
could still back out. She could tell Friday to send any image she chose but
she missed her friend. She hated lying and frankly she needed help. Human
wasn't working out well for her now that she was back on Earth. She spent
half her time crying or angry or angry and crying. She took it out of
Friday. And most importantly she would do anything to not lose her girl
again. She had managed to stay alive in the ring for only one reason, her
girls. 

"I...." Willow didn't know what to say. 

"It isn't pretty." Buffy said rolling the girl over on the bed. Friday
rolled over onto her stomach and laid perfectly still.

"No I don't want you to have sex with her." Buffy replied answering the
girls unheard question. Buffy then reached her hands underneath her and
unzipped her jeans. Buffy carefully pulled them down below her knees
exposing her black crotchless panties that hid nothing. Willow took a deep
breath. Her bottom and thighs were covered in dark green welts from a cane.
Willow could see tiny spots where the cane had cut into her bottom. Buffy
then pulled her shirt up and showed Willow the two day old lash marks from
her bullwhip that were only half healed across her back. 

"I came home at lunch and used the cane on her. I often come home for lunch
just to whip her. Make sure she is working." Buffy said in a strange
monotone as her eyes change back to their demon form. Buffy traced the cane
lines along her ass. Then she moved her hand up to her back. "I whipped her
again with my bullwhip, two days ago. She can take a good whipping with the
bull twice a week. Anymore and she, well ends up like this."

"Buffy when do you...? How? ..Where....?" Willow babbled out, not believing
that her friend had done this. 

"When I take her out for walks. I found a crypt. I do something to her every
night while you and mom watch the girls. Whip her, beat her, generally I
just hurt her. I think it has something to do with being a demon. I am not
really sure." Buffy explained in a completely distant voice as she traced
the lash marks. She was completely detached as she spoke. 

"I was wondering." Willow said evenly. "I noticed the whole horn in the
middle of your forehead, glowing eyes thing but..." The redheaded witch was
trying to grope her thoughts, to remain neutral. It was the only way to help
Buffy, and the little demon. Willow pushed back the pity she was feeling for
the blue skinned girl and pushed her mind into computer mode. 

"Noticed that did you." Buffy said laughing as she pulled the girls pants
back up. Friday quickly finished covering her body up.

"So what happened?" Willow said quietly. She needed to be clinical Willow
she told herself. 

"I got pregnant. My slayerness kind of emerged. Willow, Slayers are demons."
Buffy said tonelessly still complete removed from the situation. "They also
don't normally live long enough to get pregnant."

"So you're telling me you haven't changed?" Willow asked as she reminded
herself to keep Buffy talking.

"I have changed, but this is just really who I am..." Buffy said angrily.

"Get used to it." Willow finished.

"Something like that." Buffy said pulling Friday back in her arms and
kissing her neck.

"This is not who you are Buffy. And I don't mean the horn in the head
glowing eyes thing. So you have always been different. That is the outside,
not who you are on the inside." Willow replied back to Buffy as something
inside her welled up. Screw detached and clinical the fiery witch thought to
herself as she released her passion. 

It took Buffy a moment to regroup. She had expected her friend to hate her
mostly because of her appearance. She knew sooner or later they would learn
she wasn't human. But she hadn't expected this. "I am a demon." Buffy said
still not completely understanding what Willow was getting at.

"I am a witch. Big deal. But I am a good witch. I make mistakes, but I am a
good witch. It's all about the helping. You're the slayer, it's still about
the helping." Willow told her friend.

"Faith is the slayer. I was told they sprung her from jail to take over from
me." Buffy commented.

"You were told correctly. But we are not talking about Faith; we were
talking about you. The real you. The one I can still feel stirring inside
you." Willow said fiercely. 

"Well there isn't much of her left. I am not the same person Will I... Look
what I do to my slave." Buffy said pointing at the girl in her arms.

"Since you have been back you have done nothing but push us away. Your mom,
me, Dawn. I mean you're like the world's greatest mom when your girls are in
the room. It's like you're putting on this great big show. Then the girls go
to bed or off to school or with their grandmother and your like Bad ass
bitch Buffy. You spend your time drinking or glaring or just plain
threatening us. We try to be supportive and you are well a bitch, a total
bitch. Ok so you beat the girl. I don't like it. Your mom will go ballistic.
She is still trying deal with the 'Buffy has a slave' mode. And then you
expect me to run off. Am I right?" Willow reasoned half in babble mode.

"Well actually that was the reaction I was expecting." Buffy admitted
surprised she could still follow Willow babble mode. 

"Well just be glad we have been friends long enough for me to know you. YES
I KNOW YOU. You always push people away when you need them the most. That is
when you just run away one way or another." Willow replied her tone becoming
angry.

"I only ran away that one time. And well mom did kick me out." Buffy argued
back.

"Physically. Emotionally you run like your pants are on fire." Willow said
staring right at Buffy, full resolve face mode. Friday was becoming very
uncomfortable.

"What the hell do you know about it Will, when you haven't got your tongue
up my mothers ass, you've got your head in a book. And what is up with you
boinking my mother. My mother! I thought you were my friend." Buffy screamed
back.

"Thank god, I have been waiting for you to get to that." Willow said
gleefully. Actually she was glad Buffy brought it up. 'It's about damn time
she let that out", was what was running through Willow's head.

"I thought it was bad enough when Giles slept with my mother. At least then
they were under a spell. But I trusted you. You were my best friend. There
was no one I trusted more, and I get taken away, enslaved and I come home
and find you doing God knows to my mom. That is not best friend behavior."
Buffy said her demon face fully returned. 

"Well you are my best friend. And I love you but I also love your mother.
Deal with it." Willow shouted back as she stood up and started to leave the
room.

"Wait, Will, what about Friday?" Buffy said desperately hugging the girl
tightly in her arms. 

"Stop beating her." Willow said as she stepped back inside the room, and
closed the door again. She heard the desperation in Buffy's voice. She
turned around and took a sit on the bed with Buffy and Friday. 

"I can't Will, I can't you don't understand I need to hurt her. I have to
hurt her." Buffy cried between tears stilling hugging the girl tightly. 

"Why? Why do you have to hurt her?" Willow whispered.

"Because if I don't hurt her, I will hurt someone else. My girls, or you.
Someone. I was trained to kill. To hurt, to let the demon inside of me out.
I can't put her back." Buffy said between tears. "I can't" Buffy was reduced
to a crying puddle of tears. Willow but her hand on her friend's shoulder.
She noticed the little demon was doing the same in Buffy's arms. 

"You won't know unless you try." Willow replied. Her witch radar told her
that this was as much as Buffy could take right now. What ever else there
was to learn about her friend it needed to wait until later.

Willow then sat down on the bed and hugged her friend as she held the blue
skinned demon in her arms and cried long and hard.

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Later that night Willow got in bed and kissed Joyce good night. Joyce pulled
Willow into her arms and said, "You to fight?" 

"I wouldn't call it a fight, we started dealing with reality." Willow said
slowly.

"She is angry about you and I, isn't she?" Joyce asked.

"She is angry about a lot of things, but she is dealing. She feels a little
betrayed by me, but it is pretty far down on her list of problems. And she
loves us both." Willow said before she kissed Joyce slowly and tenderly on
the lips. 

Joyce returned the kiss and smiled and added. "I still worry." 

"You're her mother. I don't want to talk about Buffy any more. I want to
do....." Willow said kissing Joyce with a little more force and blushing
slightly.
"If you're going to do it, then you can say it." Joyce teased.

"I want you know... sex." Willow said shyly blushing deeply. She could do
it, but she still had trouble talking about it. 


"I think we can work something out." Joyce said before she turned out the
light. 



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