The Retribution of Cordelia Chase
by Red
Chapter 2
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Cordelia Chase was afraid. So afraid, was she, that for the second time since she had been grabbed by her unknown assailant, she wet her pants. That was something the former cheerleader hadn't done since she was four.
It wasn't so much that she had been kidnapped, as it was by what? Her brown eyes looked around the room that had become her prison and she swallowed hard. From her place chained to the ceiling, she had a perfect view of the large rack that sat along the opposite wall, a perfect view of the many leather implements of torture that filled the rack. This was so beyond bad.
Her panic attack was interrupted with the opening of the door and she felt a ray of hope as Buffy came into the room. But as the Slayer approached her, that ray quickly faded.
" Hey, Cordy, " Buffy purred, smiling as she brushed a finger over her cheek.
" You look good in chains. "
Cordelia now knew who had nabbed her. At that moment, she actually prayed for a vampire, demon, anything but what she knew was on the other side of the door.
Buffy inhaled deeply, her smile growing.
" Queen C's scared, " she giggled, pinching her cheeks. " I like it! "
Although she knew it was pointless, Cordelia tried anyway.
" Buffy, help me, please! "
" Why would I do that? " Buffy innocently asked, furrowing a brow and taking a seat in one of the chairs a few feet away.
" Because, you're the Slayer! It's your job to help people! And I need help! "
" Oh, don't worry, Cor, someone's gonna help you, " Buffy cooed, a look of sympathy on her face. " Just not me. "
" But you're the Slayer! "
" She's MY SLAYER. "
Cordelia felt the cold as Willow entered the room. This was not the Willow she knew. The hair was black, the eyes were black, the clothes were, well, kinda fashionable. No, this was a whole new Willow. This was the Willow that wrote the letter. She glanced at Buffy, who was eyeing the witch like she was starving and Willow was a steak. This was the Willow that had indeed seduced the Slayer. It was clear that Buffy was now hers.
"Cordelia Chase, " Willow purred, smiling at her prisoner. " Gosh, you look, well, pretty darn bad. "
" Will, please, we can talk about this, " Cordy begged.
" Cordy, baby, save the begging, cause trust me, so gonna need it. "
Cordelia watched eyes wide, as Willow stepped over to the rack. Running black nailed fingers over various items, she sighed.
" So many choices, " she mused. " I so hate decision - making. " She turned to Buffy and smiled. " Baby, you wanna help mama out? "
Buffy was at her side in a heartbeat. Cordelia started screaming.
" Silence! " Willow waved her hand and it was perfectly quiet.
" I like this one, Will, " Buffy said, handing her the crop.
" Hmm, excellent choice, Slayer, " Willow replied, trailing the leather teasingly over Buffy's backside.
The Slayer moaned hungrily, her eyes closing, her fingers clutching Willow's blouse. Willow smiled, leaned in and kissed her, hard, then gently tapped the crop against her bottom.
" Maybe if you're a good Slayer, " she said, leading her back to the chair. " We'll play later. "
Buffy's eyes lit up even more.
" And you'll make it hurt? " she hopefully asked. Willow frowned and she quickly added, " Just a little, tiny bit? "
" Buffy, you know I don't like to hurt you. "
" Just a little, please Will? "
" Maybe a light spanking, but only if you are very, very good. "
" I will be your perfect little Slayer. "
She kissed her and sat down. Willow smiled, then moved to Cordelia, who was frozen with sheer horror.
" Hmm, " Willow muttered. " Those are in the way. " She waved a hand, recited a small verse & Cordy's clothes vanished. " Much, much better, " Willow purred, circling her captive. " Oh yes, I am so going to enjoy whipping this ass! "
A few feet away, Buffy moaned in anticipation.