Spanking the Slayer
by Red
Finally!
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" Stop it. "
Spike glared at Angel.
" Stop what? " he snapped.
" I can hear you growl. "
" I can growl if I want to. "
" Fine, but it's not going to work. "
" I don't know what you're talking about. "
" Sure ya don't. "
" If you think, that I am growling because I want to go downstairs, you are sadly mistaken. "
Angel looked up from his book.
" You don't want to go downstairs? "
" No, I don't. "
" I don't believe you. "
" Why should I? I've got everything I need right here. " He tapped his head.
" Except a brain, " Angel muttered, returning to his reading.
Spike ignored him and closed his eyes.
" Yep, it's all right here. There's the Slayer, placing herself over Red's knee. Wait! No, she's slippin' out of her jeans first. " Angel tried to stay focussed on his book, but the mere mention of his Slayer in panties made that very hard, among other things.
" Oh, nice, black cotton. " He smiled when he heard Angel's low growl. " Now she's across Red's knee. She's got that look in her eye. Red, not Fluffy. I know that look well. Your little Slayer's about to have her sweet little bum set on fire. "
Angel gripped the book tightly.
" Ah, Red's slippin' out of her blouse before she starts. I love that bra. The little hearts are so damn cute! She looks so innocent. Just wait til' she puts those wonderful hands on Fluffy's perky, little as- "
There was a loud crack and the book in Angel's grasp suddenly became two. Spike's eyes opened and he smirked at his grandsire.
*****
Willow shut the tape off and turned to face Buffy.
" Remove the jeans, " she ordered, hoping that she wasn't going too far.
" Yes, Mistress. "
Judging by the way Buffy nearly tripped trying to get them off as fast as she could, Willow knew she was doing fine. Wow. Red, cotton panties. Red. Was there a reason for that. Let's ask, shall we?
" Slayer, " she began, stepping over to her. " Is there any particular reason your panties are red? "
Buffy couldn't hide her smile.
" Because I like red, " she replied, her eyes locking with Willow's.
The redhead felt her heart leap. Stay in control, Mistress Red, she mentally ordered her self.
" You do, do you? " she purred, moving behind Buffy and running a hand gently over her bottom.
Buffy gasped and Willow smiled. This was going to be better than she ever could have imagined.
*****
" Anything? "
" Sh! " Angel whispered. " If they catch us out here we're dust. "
Spike inched past him and pressed an ear against the door.
" Smell it? " he breathed. " The arousal is so bloody thick, you need a bleedin' axe to cut it! "
Angel closed his eyes and inhaled.
" This is wrong, " he muttered, eyes still closed.
" I don't see you moving your arse. "
" I should. We both should. It's one thing if they knew and they didn't mind. But this, this is not right. "
" So leave then. More for me. "
Angel opened his eyes and looked at him.
" I was just kiddin', mate, " Spike smiled.
*****
Buffy stood at the side of the bed, waiting for Willow's next order. The redhead was taking her time in the small bathroom off to the side of the room. Buffy was going crazy! What could she possibly be doing?
Willow splashed the cold water on her face and reached for the towel. Her green eyes then turned to the closet. Unbeknownst to Buffy, the bathroom closet was well stocked with various paddles, none of which Willow had seen before. Had she not needed to cool off, she her self would have never known. Upon closer inspection, she found a slip of paper on top of the stack.
{ Red,
Picked out your favorites. All brand new. What, ya think I want something that's touched my sexy bum touching the Slayer's? } Willow giggled.
{ Have a nice time, pet, but don't wear yourself out too much. I'm sure that I'll have gotten myself in some sort of trouble by the time you get home! I love you, Red
Your English Teddy.
p.s. For me, make her cry hard! lol Just kiddin', pet! }
Willow folded the note up and stuffed it in her jeans pocket.
" Let's see, " she mused, looking through the stack. " A naughty slayer, hmm, her first time..ah, here we go! This should work nicely. "
Buffy heard the bathroom door open and nearly squealed with delight. When Willow stepped out, paddle in hand, she did.
" I'm sorry, Mistress, " she quickly said.
Thank the goddess I didn't scare her, Willow silently said.
" This is your first offence, Slayer, " she began, walking to her. " I will give you one last chance. Is this what you truly desire? " Please say yes!
" It is, Mistress, " Buffy answered, smiling.
Although it was breaking character, Willow had to smile as well.
" Alright then, we shall start with the punishment for pushing me, first. Then, I shall punish you for your outburst when I emerged from the bathroom. "
Buffy's eyes widened. Willow noticed.
" Uh, Buffy? " she softly said. " If at any time, ya wanna stop, just say, poof. "
" Poof? "
Willow giggled. " That's Spike's safe word. "
She giggled again and Buffy joined her. Then, pulling herself together, she instructed the Slayer to go behind the sofa. Once there, Buffy turned her back to Willow, bent slightly over, placed her hands on the cushion and waited. Her heart was racing. Her body was trembling. Her deepest fantasy, well, non - Angel fantasy was about to come tr-
# Smack#
" You will count after each one, " Willow ordered.
" One, Mistress Red, " Buffy stated, all thoughts of anything but the redhead now gone.
# Smack #
" Two, Mistress Red. "
Buffy smiled as Willow spanked her. It wasn't hard enough to hurt her, but harder than she had expected. Spike probably helped her work out JUST for this occasion.
" Seven, Mistress Red. "
That one stung just a bit. Ow! That one stung a lot.
" Eight, Mistress Red. "
Willow's smile grew as she heard the surprise in the Slayer's voice. Yay for magic!
" Ten, Mistress Red. " That one just plain hurt! " Eleven, Mistress Red. " But not, hurt hurt. More like a- " Twelve, Mistress Red. " Yummy kind of, tingly goodness. " Thirteen, Mistress Red. "
She's feeling it now. So are you, Rosenberg, so don't get too cocky. A few more, then we move on.
" Fourteen, Mistress Red. " Buffy was now gripping the sofa. " Fifteen, Mistress
Red. "
Willow stopped. Taking a few needed breaths, she stepped back and surveyed her work. Buffy was panting lightly and shaking slightly. She was gorgeous!
" Are you alright, Slayer? " She used her stern voice but she was truly concerned. Although she had not used the safe word and seemed to be enjoying their play, Willow wasn't going to take any chances.
" Yes, Mistress Red, I am fine. May I speak? "
Willow smiled. Her Buffy learned fast!
" Yes, Slayer, you may face me and speak. "
Buffy stood up straight, wincing just a tad as she turned to face the redhead.
" Misress Red, I am more than fine. I am free. I thank you for making that possible. And, well, I really like it when you call me, Slayer. " She blushed and Willow smiled.
" You do, do you, Slayer? "
Buffy sighed deeply. " Oh yes, Mistress Red, very much so. "
Willow walked over to the bed and sat down. Tossing the paddle aside, she called Buffy over.
" I wish to inspect your beautiful backside, " she said. Then added, " Slayer. "
Buffy had her panties off in record time and Willow was looking at a half naked slayer.
" Oh my, " she muttered.
Buffy's brow shot up and she gave the redhead a sly smile. Willow cleared her throat.
" Turn around, Slayer. "
Buffy did as she was told and Willow carefully examined her, gentle fingers brushing lightly over pale, red flesh. Buffy shivered at her cool touch against her warm skin, making Willow smile.
" Across my lap, Slayer. "
Never had Buffy moved so fast. Willow closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, as the blonde placed her self over her knees.
*****
" Bloody hell, " Spike groaned.
Angel numbly nodded in agreement.
" I can't take much more. "
" You are not, going in there, " Angel managed to say. " This is between them. "
The blonde put his head in his hands and stifled a growl.