So In Trouble
by Red
book 2
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So In Trouble
book 2
Red
Joss' folk.
BWC nc17
Summary: The girls plans take a slight u-turn...for the moment.
Dedicated to RedMagic.
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Willow had finally calmed down and stopped crying, although she was drowning in guilt. She felt like the biggest failure. And not just because she'd slipped off the wagon, tho' that was plent guilt right there. She also felt terrible because she hadn't went to the two women who loved her so much...she hadn't trusted them when she was having the darkness and by not doing so, not only had she hurt herself, she had also lied to them. They had planned such a beautiful surprise for her and she had lied to them.
"When did it happen, Will," Buffy's voice was gentle. "And what exactly happened?"
Willow looked at them. "Yesterday...at school." She stood and raised her shirt, showing a dozen perfectly straight cuts across her stomach. "I picked a razor up on the way in...I'm sorry." Her bottom lip quivered and tears begin welling up again.
The sight before them broke both Buffy and Cordelia's heart and they wanted to do nothing more than hold their witch forever. But, at the same time, they were also angry. Angry because she hadn't come to them. And they knew that they would have to push the quivering lip aside because they had a job to do. They couldn't back out now, not after they had come so far. It was working, the arrangement. The fact that it had been 6 months, shy one day, was proof of that.
Buffy examined the cuts closely.
"I cleaned them, right after...I bought alcohol patches, too," Willow softly said.
Satisfied that there was no risk of infection, the slayer looked up at the redhead.
"Bare bottom, corner, now young lady."
Even though her voice never got any louder, Willow knew the tone and quickly shed her shoes, skirt and panties and hustled over to the closet corner. Buffy nodded to Cordy and they stepped out into the hall.
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This was bad. The waiting was bad. Oh she knew she was so in trouble, no doubts there, but having to stand here, waiting...that drove her crazy!
And it wasn't just because she knew that at any moment, sitting would be a thing of the past. No, it was the thinking she was doing while standing there...the thinking about how badly she had messed up, how she had disappointed her lovers and herself and THAT made her want to harm herself even more. So into her thinking, so deep in guilt, she didn't even hear the door open and her mates come back in.
"Come here, Willow."
Buffy's voice shook her out of her thoughts and sniffling, she turned around. She shouldn't have been surprised that the two women she loved more than life itself were holding the much hated bad girl paddles...the paddles that the slayer had hand picked to use for the, non creative theatrics...the paddles that were more bad owy than good owy...the paddles that truly did punish. Taking a deep breath, Willow made her way across the room and stopped in front of them.
"Willow, why are you being punished?" Cordelia asked, her voice firm but soft.
"Because I didn't come to you guys and I did a badness," the witch replied, her voice sounding so little girl that both the seer and the slayer had to force themselves to remain firm.
"That's right," Buffy replied, nodding. She hated this, hated having to punish her Willow but she knew she had no choice. If she slacked one time, the next time could be the time the redhead cut too deep. The mere thought made Buffy sick inside. She would NOT lose the woman she loved.
Cordelia watched Buffy, knowing the struggle the slayer was having in her head. She too, was having her own battle of heart and brain...her heart wanted to hug her witch good and hard. Her brain, wanted to set the little witch's ass on serious fire. Truth was, she was going to get to do both.
"You know the drill," Buffy said, her eyes never leaving Willow. "Fix the pillows and get over them."
Willow placed 3 of the many pillows in the center of their king sized bed, then crawled over them, the tears falling silently. Cordelia moaned lowly without even realizing, loving the site of Willow's ass raised. Buffy, hearing her, shot her a look, to which Cordy shot back with her, oh you know you so wanted to moan too, one. Buffy couldn't hide the smile, because, oh yeah, she so loved Willow's ass.
"You get 20 from each of us," the slayer stated. "Make sure to count."
"And with each one, you think about how if you'd come to us, you wouldn't be in this posistion," Cordy added. Although she hated punishing the redhead as much as Buffy did, she knew it had to be done and she had become rather good at it...Buffy was impressed, especially with the scolding. No one could scold like Queen C.
Willow nodded. "I will...I'm sorry, I so am."
"We know, Will, but you know we have to do this." Willow nodded again. You need to use your word, you use it, understand?
"Yes."
Despite the fact that there was a safeword, Buffy knew her girl. More than once, Willow had refrained from using it, laying there and taking everything the slayer gave. At first, Buffy had no idea what the witch was doing. Only after she had spanked a good 20 minutes and saw the bruising forming on the witch's ass, did it click. Willow had used her to harm herself. And this hadn't been the first time. Buffy had been so upset, she patrolled til' sunrise...after the 45 minute lecture and the promise that if Willow ever did that again, she would need a skin graft on her ass.
Buffy had always been very careful when she spanked Willow...in play and in punishment. She had long ago accepted that bruises happened, despite her great care in trying to avoid them. Still, it bothered her when they did. Not so much in the play, but in the punishing. Willow had assured her time and time again that she had never been hurt by the slayer...and once Cordy had come along, the redhead had done the same to her. But since the, incident...as it was called...Buffy was even more careful.
"Willow, if it gets too much, what do you do?" Cordy asked, gently rubbing her pale, cool ass.
"I use my word, I promise."
Willow may have been a self harmer...and yes, she loved le' spanky...but she knew the differences between them all and self harmer aside, she held the skin graft threat very seriously and did NOT, ever want to make her slayer that angry...or Cordelia, for that matter.
She really did like having an bottom.
"Good girl," Buffy noted, nodding to Cordy.
Cordelia removed her hand and raised her paddle, bringing it down onto Willow's ass...not too hard, but enough to get her attention.
"How dare you lie to us," she said, raising her arm again. "You know how much we love you." spank* "You know how much we care for you." spank* "You are a spoiled little girl, Willow Rosenberg." SPANKSPANK*
Willow winced with each one, making sure to count, her fingers twisting in the sheets, the tears falling a bit harder with every spank...and with every word.
"We have an agreement, little girl," she continued, spanking as she did. "NO HURTING WILLOW."
SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
Willow's eyes closed tightly as she spit the counts out. Her bum was on fire and she was just at 10. And oh yeah, Buffy still got 20.
"You know damn good and well to come to us, anytime, day, night, doesn't matter." spankspankspankspankspank* "You know that anything else is unacceptable!"
She gave the last five hard, making sure to cover the witch's sit spots. She wanted Willow to remember this for awhile.
When she finished, she leaned down and placed a string of soft kisses on the now red hot flesh.
"I love you, Will."
Willow nodded, the tears soaking the pillow beneath her face. "Love you, Cordy."
Cordelia moved back and wiped the tears from her own eyes as Buffy took her place.
"You ok, Will?" she gently asked. Willow nodded and the slayer carefully examined her behind. Very red and very hot, no bruises.
"I'm ok, Buffy, promise."
Buffy placed a few kisses of her own on top of Cordelia's, then began.
"I believe Cordy covered the scolding..."spankspankspank* "So I'll get this done fast." spankspank*
Willow counted and thanked the goddess. She couldn't take the scolding...it was worse than the spanking itself...which was, at the moment, big on the owy scale. Buffy hadn't even tapped into her slayer strength and she didn't have to to make an impact. Cordy had already tenderized the witch's flesh so perfectly, all the slayer had to do was touch her bottom and the flames ignited. Of course, Buffy was doing more than touching...as Willow's not so muffled ows and squirming would attest to.
"13...14...owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww15..."
Buffy stopped for a moment and Cordelia slid next to Willow on the bed, gently stroking her hair.
"Gonna do these last five hard Will...I want you remembering this for a long time...you ok?"
"Uhhuh," Willow sniffled out.
Buffy nodded... "You don't have to count these, Will." ...and gave her the last five, harder than the others. The moment she finished, she dropped the wood and sat down on the bed, pulling Willow into her arms, making sure her bottom didn't touch anything. Cordelia moved closer and the two of them held the sobbing redhead tight.
"We love you so damn much, Will," Cordy whispered, her own tears falling onto red hair, her arms wrapped around witch and slayer.
"Oh gawd we do," Buffy breathed, tears falling down her cheeks, her hold on the redhead and the part of the brunette, tight.
"I love you guys too, and i'm sorry, really, so sorry."
Buffy kissed her wet cheek. "I know, baby and it's all over, you're forgiven."
"Damn right you are," Cordy purred, kissing her head. "And after we all stop crying, we're gonna tend to that sweet little ass and have our special night."
Willow looked up, her eyes moving from one to the other.
"But, I messed up...I blew it."
"You made a mistake, honey," Buffy said, looking her in the eye. "One mistake in six months...that's amazing." She kissed her softly on the lips. "You're amazing."
"Excuse me, stop bogarting the witch, slayer...I want some of that action."
Buffy grinned and helped turn Willow so their mate could get in on the lipage. Cordy kiss her softly and smiled.
"I'm proud of you, Will."
"So am I," Buffy added.
Willow smiled and the tears fell again...but this time, they were the good kind.