They Can Never Know
by Red
Book 3:Willow's Mistake
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They Can Never Know
book 3: Willow's Mistake
Red: cocoachanel67@yahoo.com
Joss' folk.
B/W pg16
Summary: Willow goes to Buffy for help with her problem...and gets so much more than she bargained for.
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"Buffy...you toldmetocometoyouwhenthebadnessstartedandit'sstartingsoI'mhere,comingtoyoulikeyatoldmetoocanyoupleasespankmehardanduseyourbelt?"
The slayer stared at her, cereal spoon in mid air. Most people wouldn't have caught 2 words of that but Buffy was an expert in Willow babble and she heard every, single, syllable.
"Willow, what did I tell you about the spanking?"
"To come to you...when the darkness comes and you'd help me...by um, you know..."
Buffy's brow went up and the spoon went down.
"You know?" she repeated.
Willow felt her face turn as red as her hair.
"You'd spank me."
She looked around quickly, making sure no one heard her and Buffy had to smile...it was just so adorable.
"Will, newsflash, everyone knows I spank you. Faith has a pool as to when the next time will be...Anya made the charts."
Willow whimpered and put her head in her hands, prompting Buffy to get up from her chair and pull her lover into a warm, tight hug.
"Awe, you're so darn cute when you get all blushy, sweetie." The slayer kissed her gently, then looked her in the eye. "What else did I say...about the rules?"
"If I come to you, it's not punishment...that's only if I hurt myself or start to and you catch me."
Buffy smiled. "And?"
Willow thought for a moment. "Oh...and that you will only use your hand, the brush...or now, the stupid paddle...which is stupid in the good way."
She smiled way too cheery, causing the slayer to laugh.
"That's right...and what did I say I would never, ever, EVER use?"
"Whips, crops, floggers, all that heavy duty, dangerous stuff that is used to beat and not spank." Buffy cleared her throat, her eyes on her witch. "And um, belts, 'cause that's just wrong...oops."
"What happened when you brought that flogger home?"
Willow's hands moved back to her bum as she remembered.
"My total bad...did I say belt? I meant, brush...yes, brush...as in, the one upstairs on the dresser."
Buffy caressed her witch's cheek gently. She was adament about the impliments they used. She knew Willow's issues were serious...and she was determined to be there for her girl and take care of her. The mere suggestion of one of the dreaded, instruments of abuse, was a sure sign that her witch was in the bad place...and a major NO-NO.
Willow swallowed hard, realizing that she was in serious trouble. Funny how when she asked, she wanted to be punished and now, now that she was about to be, she wasn't really fond of the idea.
Buffy kissed her softly. "Upstairs, in the corner, now."
She swatted her witch's bum hard and Willow hurried up to their room. Once she was gone, a wicked smile formed on the slayer's lips and she ran into the living room.
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Willow waited nervously, nose against the wall. Oh how she hated the corner! The corner she never asked for, she never wanted...the corner was full on, Buffy in charge and way pissed, mode. Plus, Buffy always made her stand in it bare bummed.
In the doorway, Buffy watched her Willow, a smile on her face. Her heart swelled with love for the redhead...love she never dreamed was possible for her after dying that second time. And that love was all the sweeter, because the slayer knew it was returned.
Buffy closed the door and moved to the tv, slipping the tape in her hand in and picking up the remote. Hitting stop, she called Willow over.
"I'm sorry, Buffy," Willow began, slowly making her way to her slayer.
"I know, sweetie...but you know the rules...if I slack on them just once, it could hurt you down the road." Willow nodded, sniffling and Buffy smiled, tilting her chin up and kissing her softly. "On the bed...get comfy, Will."
Willow nodded and placed a few pillows in the center of the bed, then started to crawl over them.
"Facing the tv, sweetie," Buffy said, prompting Willow to reposistion herself.
"You know how I feel about belts, Will...you know I will NEVER, EVER, EVER use a belt on you...just as you know better than to ask me to. So for that, your punishment."
She turned the tv on and then hit play...and seconds later, Andrew appeared onscreen. Willow's eyes widened with realization.
"No, no, Buffy, baby, please no!"
The slayer smirked. "You know better than to ask for a belt, Will...there are two hours of fine Andy entertainment on this particular tape...including his interview with Giles about scones...you will watch every second and not move from that bed, understand?"
Willow pouted big time.
"Can't ya just use the paddle AND the brush, after your hand?"
Buffy bit back a smile, keeping her face stern.
"You move...and I'll get volumes one through 7...understand?" Willow nodded, her pout even bigger."Good girl. I'll be back, checking in."
Buffy kissed her head, gave her bum a good swat and left. Willow stared at the tv.
"Meany ol' slayer."