* Buffy through herself into his arms, kissing him desperately, inviting his tongue to come battle in her mouth. "Where were you, I was so worried." But not letting him answer before pulling his mouth to hers again.
* Angelus pulls her closer, one hand pulling hard on her hair, bending her back as her devoured her mouth. Annoyed with her, wanting more he releases her head, and shreds her shirt, taking the bra with it. His hands cup her young breasts, pinching at the hard nipple. "I can smell you, lover."
* Angelus pulls her flush against him, kissing her hard again. "Every fucking demon and SunnyHell probably can smell your dripping cunt." He laughs, pulling her to the bed. "Horny bitch." He pushes her down, falling on top of her, capturing her mouth again.
* Buffy whimpers at his action and words, shocked by his almost brutal touches. She was trapped underneath him and almost dyeing for air... he'd never treated her like this. His touch had always been so gentle and caring. Now it was different.... But he was right he was wet, she could feel her panties sticking to her.
* Angelus spreads her knees with his own, then places his body where it fit best. Grinding his hard dick into her, he growls. "Are you mine, lover?" He licks her neck, then trails the very tip of his tongue, across her pulse.
* Angelus holds her wrists, not allowing her to touch him, transferring her wrists to one hand, he let the other, trail between her naked breasts, under the tight, leather mini she wore. "Have I ever told you how much..." He rips away her undies, sniffing the sodden crotch. "I love your flimsy clothing. Like you're putting yourself on display... just for me." He snarls, shifting, then using a single finger to probe her, semi-virginal depths.
* Buffy feel her hips buck up, driving his finger just that little bit further. Struggling a bit in his grip, "Please let me go Angel. You're hurting me. Did something happen? Why are you acting like this."
* Angelus snarls down at her, his yellow eyes glowing. He smacks her across the face with the hand covered in her cunt juice. "Shut the fuck up. I am NOT Angel. I'm what you really want... what your body really needs." He proves it by grinding his leather covered erection, into her gaping sodden center. "You love it, Sweetling." He purrs, licking her neck again. "Oh, lover... the name's Angelus."
* Buffy looks at him, not even feeling the slap after hearing his words... "Angelus? Wha-what do you mean?" She's totally lost, but his actions and manor are making her so wet she barely cares...
* Angelus purrs hearing his name from her soft swollen lips. Kissing her again, he runs his tongue along her teeth. "Say it again Sweetling, Angelus..."
* Angelus groans, slipping two finger into her this time. "I want to hear my name on you're lips... Angelus." He looks down at her, with Angel's face on again. No fangs. "You're beautiful, lover. All hot, and your so tight. I can barely fit my fingers in your tiny pussy." He grins when she whimpers. "You like when I talk dirty. Just like every other whore." He tisks, when she blushes. Working his fingers faster. "Say it, Buff. Say my name."
* Buffy looks up at him, "Angelus?" when he nods she continues, "Angelus... but how?? Where's Angel." The last word comes out on a moan, as his fingers keep busy. He hips start to pump as her mind shuts down, "oh god... keep doing that."
* Angelus grins evil fire alight in his eyes. "Angel... has gone the way of the do-do, Sweetling... he has left you in my care." He feels her muscles grip his finger, and he moves to add another, stretching her more then ever before. "You like that, lover? Does it feel good to have my hand in your tight little cunt?" He laughs, practically roaring. "There is that blush again." He takes one of her nipples in his mouth, licking it liberally so it's fully hard, then bites down hard.
* Buffy whimpers, "Please, please, please." she don't even know what she's asking for. Please stop isn't even one of the possibilities, "Ang.... le.... sss please" Her body is going crazy, every muscle clenching and relaxing randomly, "please make me cum. Please."
* Angelus looks down in amazement. "Are you begging, lover? Already? Do you want to cum, on my fingers? In my hand?" He removes his, and licking the wetness from his fingers, holding on in her face, he offers it to her. "Clean it, Sweetling."
* Buffy looked up at him and then to his hand. It was glistening, coated with her juices, "No.... no I... can't... don't wanna" shaking her head, "NO!!"
* Angelus growled at her, rubbing the spicy smelling wetness on her lips like gloss. "I said, clean the finger, Slut." Grinning he rubs his hard on against her again. "Clean it, Buff..." He orders. His voice warning of a consequence if she argued.
* Buffy realized she was trembling, in both fear and lust, "I can't ... it's nasty... I can't." She breaks eye contact, looking at the hand he still held in front of her. She could feel the growl starting to rumble in his chest and could feel herself get wetter in response. Hesitantly she licked her lips and then his fingers, trying to hold back a moan. It made her feel so dirty and whorish and wet.
* Buffy carefully cleaned his hand before putting her mouth around two of his fingers and sucking on them softly.
* Angelus lets a purr rumble from deep with in his chest, quickly he undoes his pants. "You're wetter, now. I can feel the way you taste in the air. It's damp you're so sodden." He releases her wrists, holding her legs open. He nuzzles by her ear. "Who am I? What do you want?"
* Buffy feels another wave of lust when he started playing with her ear, "I want you and you're ... Angel us" she bucks her hip up and reaches down to grab his shoulders. "Please? Fuck me?"
* Angelus sheaths himself just half an inch, just so the head of his dick is filling to her. "You liked the way you taste? I love it, Sweetling. Like ambrosia... or fresh blood." He opens her legs a bit more. "Do you want it Buff? Do you want my hard cock all the way inside your hot tight little pussy? Say it... tell me. Say the words for me."
* Angelus growls at her, shifting again, pulling her hair he stares into her face. "ANGELUS. Master, if you can't get my name right, Bitch!" He snarls. "Say that first! Say my name, and we'll move on!"
* Buffy stairs up at the face of her Angel and suddenly understood he was gone. "You want me to call you master? WHY? What does that mean?"
* Angelus raises an eyebrow. "Master... I own you, lover. You're mine. You'll call me master sooner or later. I love the way it sounds from your lips. Almost as beautiful as my name." He leans down sucking her nipple. "It means I will take care of you and in return own you... you will do as I say. It can happen two ways slayer. Easy or hard. Either way, I'll get off on it. The question is; will you?" He enters two fingers into her tight pussy again.
* Angelus growls smelling his blood. Taking one of her hands he moves it to his cock, wrapping her warm tiny, inexperienced hand around it. "Feel it. Feel what you do to me?" He moves to nuzzle her neck, allowing her to feel his fangs against her skin. Toying with her. His fingers slow, moving ever so slowly, caressing her walls.
* Buffy feel him in her hand, hard and cold. And big to her virginal touch he felt huge and she wonder how her ever fitted inside her. Instinctively she griped it firmly moving her hands slightly. At the feel of his fangs at her neck she jumped slightly and felt them slip painlessly into her skin. "Feels good" she sighed before she remembered his words. "What do you mean OWN me? People don't own other people. I own me."
* Angelus could taste her in his mouth, she was sweeter then a virgin. Careful to remove his fangs he licked at the wounds. "I own you, Sweetling. You are mine. Now, and forever. We are not people. We are creatures of the night." He growls when her hand moves. Delving back into her neck, careful not to bite again, he licks, nipping. "Instinct. You and I are one, Sweetling. Do you want to feel me inside you?" He growls when she grips him tighter. Thrusting his fingers almost violently, in return.
* Buffy bucks her hips up to his thrusting fingers trying to drive them further into her. She can feel herself get wetter at his words even as her modern feminist brain fights it. "I want you in me, but not at that price. I won't, I can't pay it Angelus. I can't." Not realizing calling him by name she had started.
* Angelus smiles down at her. Kissing her hard, his fangs still in place, he slices her tongue, kissing her so she tastes her own blood. He sucks on her tongue, moving and driving his fingers harder.
* Angelus breaks the kiss seeing her blood, coloring her kiss swollen lips, he licks them clean. "Want to cum, Sweetling?"
* Angelus grins evilly, stopping his fingers. "You won't get off on my hand, Buff. If you want to cum, you have to tell me you want it." He licks her still bleeding neck. "Do you want me inside your hot, tight, wet cunt?"
* Angelus growls, shoving hard on his finger, "I give the orders, lover. NOT you. Now... tell me what you want. Who do you want it from, Sweetling? Tell me. Tell your Master. Tell Angelus what you want... what you need." He pins her wrists back above her head staring down.
* Angelus licks each of her nipples. Then bites them, and licks some more, continually doing this, and returns to slowly moving his probing fingers. "Tell your master, how you want him in your tiny virgin pussy. Tell me how wet you are. Tell me how good it will feel to have me there, inside you... inside you cunt, Sweetling. Tell me." He kissed her, then waited.
* Buffy can hardly talk, "I wa-want you inside me. I want y-you to hold me do-down and fuck me Angelus. I w-wanna feel you inside me. Where you feel so good. Please fuck me and let me squeeze you when I cum around you I want you to bi..." She stops when she realized she was about to ask him to bite her. "Please Ma.. Angelus."
* Angelus grins in obvious and evil delight. Moving his hand and entering her tightness in one clean thrust, he revels in her cry. Staying for a minute, o let her adjust, just so the pleasure mingles with the pain, he starts to thrust. "So close, Sweetling. Say it, chant my name. Call me master. You want it. You know you do." He thrusts, rubbing her clit with his shaft. Her wrists firm in his one hand the other, fondling her breasts.
* Angelus growls when she squeezes him. "Ohh, yes, Slayer. THIS is what you were built for. It�s inside you. Every slayer has some one they were meant to submit to. For you, that person is me. Say it, Slayer. Who am I? You can cum when you say it." He licks her neck, his free hand moving to give her clit a feathery touch.
* Angelus thrusts harder, riding higher inside her. His grasp becomes punishing as her holds her in place, forcing her into the mattress. "Lock our legs around me, Baby. That's right... Say it. Tell me who I am... tell me and I'll let you come." He leans down nibbling the closed marks. "I'll bite you, Sweetling. I'll drink form your blood, while I fuck your tiny cunt, and make you scream in pleasure that numbs your every nerve. I'm your MASTER. I can do it."
* Buffy looks up at him, growing wetter with every word. "Yes... bite me MASTER." the last word is a scream as she tightens her legs around him, driving him further into her aching, drenched body. "Please master, let me cum? Please?"
* Angelus growls, biting down in her creamy flawless flesh, drinking, as he pinches her clit. Granting her the permission to cum, with out words. He drives himself into her hard, feeling her cervix open to him. Never wanting to leave her dripping center. He can feel her spasming and bucking beneath him. Hear her cries, as she cums hard. He too fallows, when she calls him master for the third time. Jerking he stills.
* Angelus then releases her neck, moving to kiss her, and he growls. "MINE." In to her mouth, letting her taste her own blood again. He empties himself deep into her, shivering body.
* Buffy screams and cums as soon as his fangs enter her flesh. Clenching around him and bucking up to drive him in as deep as possible, "Yes MASTER." kissing him she tastes her blood and finds herself nipping at his tongue, wanting to taste him too. She can still feel the after shocks running through her body.
* Angelus ends the kiss when she bites on his tongue. "Not yet, Sweetling. You'll taste my blood soon enough." Gyrating in her. "Who am I Sweetling?" * Angelus moves off her, laying on his side, staring at her, his hand lightly resting on her stomach, but firm enough to keep her there. "Tell me again. Who am I?"
* Buffy closes her eyes to hid the tears that have being welling in her eyes since she realized what she had said, not even hearing his question, "He's never coming back is he Master. I'm never getting Angel back, am I Angelus?"
* Angelus growls anger flashing in the black depths of his eyes. Lashing out her smacks her face. "Never. And never let me hear that name from your mouth again. Now tell me. Who an I?" He holds her chin in a tight grasp, forcing her to look at him.
* Buffy opens her eyes and feeling a tear work it's way down her face. She keeps her voice calm though as she answers, "You are Angelus and you are my (whimper) Master. I belong to you now."
* Angelus growls his approval, pulling her tight for a hard dominating kiss. "MINE. NOW. Forever." He snarls into her willing mouth. "Very good, Sweetling." His hands caress her tits, pinching a nipple lightly.
* Angelus moves getting up, he redoes his pants. Moving to the wardrobe. Opening one of the drawers with a key he pulls out a wooden box with a lock on it. Bringing it back to her, he opens it. Showing her the three things inside.
* Buffy looked into the box and whimpered, pushing back against the bed head, moving as far away as she can. Just shaking her head no, more tears spilling onto her face.
* Angelus growls, grabbing her arms, yanking her back to him. Crushing her against him, flashing his eyes yellow. "Yes. Rule one. NEVER question me, Sweetling. It only makes thing painful... for you."
* Angelus sets her on the edge of the bed. "Soul-Boy even planned this for you, Sweetling. These are the rest of his gift to you." Reaching down he lifts her ringed ringer, kissing the silver band.
* Angelus pulls out the first cuff, fastening it to her wrist. Then the next. Finally, he moves behind her. "Lift your hair, Baby."
* Buffy lift her arms feeling the new weight of the cuffs, looking at then for a moment before putting her hair up as ordered, "I'm sorry." She whispered to Angel's sprit, knowing Angelus had spoken correctly she was his now.
* Angelus fastens the collar, kissing her nape. Then settling against the headboard he pulls her back against him. The collar and cuffs, matched her ring. All four were silver, and held the same symbols. Now the symbols represented something different. Not Angel's love for her. But Angelus' possession of her.
* Buffy lets go of her hair and hesitantly touched the mettle band encircling her neck, "An... He made these for me? Why?"
* Angelus smiles when she corrects herself. "Good, Sweetling, very good. And yes, he had them fashioned. I told you. Some things are meant to be. You are meant to be mine. No matter what form I am in, Buffy."
* Angelus sighs, becoming more comfortable. He gently caresses her stomach in an up and down motion. "We will leave here at sunset. After that I NEVER for anything, want you to return here. I live at the mansion with my family now. You will stay there too."
* Angelus moves his hand down, below her skirt, rubbing a circular patter around her clit. "You will live in my home, in stay in my room, and sleep in my room. Unless ordered other wise. Do you understand?" He growls in her ear, nipping her neck.
* Buffy stuttered her words out "Ww-wha-whatt. L-live wi-with y-you? F-fami-ily? Spike and the psycho??. NO. My mother and - and friends. I have a duty, one that I can't put down. I can't Angelus." She is crying now, cause a large part of her wants to. To just be his and not worry about being the slayer any more. To be his forever.
* Angelus growls turning her to face him. "You WILL live in my home. Even if I have to talk your mother my self. You are MINE and NO ONE will keep me form you, or vise versa. Do you understand me?"
* Angelus shakes her, "And Dru may be many things, psychotic is only one. She is MY child. I made her. And if you show her any disrespect I can assure you she will show you all the others. Treat her properly and you learn to love her."
* Angelus sighs, holding her. "Your 'duty'... you will be permitted to continue, as long as it does not go against my rules, wishes, or interfere with our time."
* Angelus cups her face looking into her eyes, purring to calm her. "Let me lead you. I'll teach you, anything you need, Sweetling. Just do what I say. You'll make mistakes. You WILL be punished for them, but you will learn." Leaning in her kisses her, shifting her cuts her tongue, then his own. Sharing a kiss as their blood mingles.
* Buffy moans into his mouth, tasting first her own and then his blood. It tastes different, sweeter and richer. She suck lightly on his tongue to get more than just a taste and gladly swallowed the mouthful that she received. She pushed herself flush against his body and found herself grinding down into his groin.
* Angelus growls, his arms holding her tightly. Moaning himself when he feels her grind down, as she swallows his blood. Fumbling he undoes his pants again, freeing his painfully erect cock, then returns his hands to her waist, awaiting to see what she does.
* Buffy looks down at him and asks nervously, "I want to touch you, feel you in me again. Can... can I?"
* Angelus rumbles happy with her. "Perfect Sweetling, you know..." He smiles, nodding his yes to her question. "You don't even have to be taught, you know. I told you, Baby. It's your destiny. Every Slayer is meant to be tamed at one time or another. You've gone so long with out it. Why do you think you're so lonely, so miserable, even with friends, family and a love?"
* Buffy reaches down to touch his cock again, wondering at the feel of it. Eyes darting to his when it jumped in her hand. "Why did that happen Angelus?"
* Angelus smiles then laughs at her innocence. "Because, DearOne... I liked it. I love the way your delicate little hand, fits so snug around my cock, it's almost as good as your tight little pussy." He grins, when her sent become stronger. "You like that don't you?"
* Buffy blushed, "When you say those things, those words.... I get (voice dropping to a whisper) wet. And tingly deep inside." with his reassurance that he like is she stroked him firmly loving his reaction now she knew what it meant. Remembering some of the conversations she had over heard in the locker room.
* Buffy scooted down the bed and looking up at Angelus once more kissed the tip of his cock, tongue darting out to lick the bead that had formed at the top. Looking up at him, almost begging to be told she was pleasing him.
* Angelus growls, his head jerking back, he hits it against the headboard. "Fuck. Yes, Sweetling. Take it... put it in your mouth..." He watches her threw hooded lids. His fingers running threw her blond locks. "Good girl." He crooned.
* Buffy grinned at his reaction and slowly slid her mouth around him. Her tongue darting out to lap at the top before slowly working her way down further. Stopping when she almost gagged. She pulled back sucking lightly and scraping him with her teeth. She pulled of and started kissing and lick down until she reached the base and started to work back up. With one hand she reached out and cupped his balls rolling then in her hand.
* Angelus growls suddenly, pulling her up by her hair. "Done this before, Buff?" He snarls shifting at the thought of another man touching her in any way.
* Buffy blushes and blurts out, "No. Was I doing it wrong?"
* Angelus retreats slightly seeing the fear and disappointment in her eyes. "No, Sweetling, you were doing just a little to well, to be new at it." Growling her kissed her, then settled her over his lap, lowering her onto his hard cock. "I wanted to fuck your tight, pussy again, any way." he grins at her. "Tell me how much you like it... use all the words that turn you on, so much, baby." He moves her, then allows her to find her own rhythm.
* Buffy blushes darker at his words, "I hear other girls talking a lot... and I read stuff, on the net... I always wondered what." Cutting off abruptly she change the subject, "You want me to say nasty words Master?" moaning she started moving her hips, truing to remember what she had read about this position. Hesitantly she pushed up and dropped back down groaning at the feeling of him deep inside her.
* Angelus grips her hips moaning. "Yes, Sweetling. Say all the nasty words, that make your horny little cunt so hot and wet... so red and swollen. Tell me." He whispers, licking the shell of her ear.
* Buffy groaned, "I love the feel of your cock inside me. Deep inside my... my pussy. It feel so good but..." with his hands on her hips he was pulling her down hard, deeper inside her than she knew she could get. One of her hands fell onto her stomach and she gasped. Talking his hand from her hip she pressed it to her stomach to feel the same thing.
* Angelus smiles at her, loving her innocents. "It's my dick, baby. Feel good?" He licked her neck, holding her hand over the place she felt him. "Do you like it baby?"
* Buffy whispers, "it's... I've... Yes I like it!! It feels so good but it hurts too... Almost like I'm being torn apart. But still so good." she moans when she drops down again, "Why does it hurt and feel good too? Isn't that kinda twisted?" she looked at him, searching for some understanding of these amazing new sensations.
* Angelus smirks, in awe of it all. "Twisted possibly, but in a good way. If you like it, that's even better." He leans down to lick and suck one nipple while his fingers twist the other one. "Let me hear you, Sweetling." He urges. Moving the other hand down to her clit, he rubs her gently. Leaving her nipple, he helps make her light thrusts, deeper.
* Buffy whimpers a desperate sound working it's way up from her throat. She arches her back, pushing her breasts into his face and moans when the movement causes his cock to caress muscles and sensitive spots she didn't even know existed. She braced her hands on his shoulder and started moving faster, less hesitantly as she got caught in her pleasure.
* Angelus snarls his thump pressing on her clit. "Don't cum, without my permission, Sweetling." He warns, his mouth moving to work her neck again.
* Angelus the sound coming from his chest is deep, a cross between a purr and a growl. Leaving her clit, he helps slam her tiny frame down on to his painfully hard, dick. "Do you want to cum, Dear one?" he licks his mark.
* Buffy screams when he slams her down. "Oh yes, please let me cum Master. I need it... so bad. Feels like I'm burning up inside. I can feel you so deep inside me, so hard. Right where you belong." she's letting out continuous short whimpers.
* Angelus licks at the marks, thrusting up as she forces her body down. "Beg." He rumbles, shifting. Moving he kisses her. "Do you want me to taste you? Do you want to taste me again?"
* Buffy kisses him pushing her tongue into his mouth and cut the tip on his razor sharp fang. Pulling back she licked her lips, coating it in her blood. "Please taste me Angelus. Master. Please bite me and take me where only you can."
* Angelus growls his approval, licking her lips clean, he captures her tongue, sucking on it, liberally. "Cum for me Buffy." He delves down, biting just below his first mark. Drinking her sweet ambrosia.
* Buffy shudders around him, going into convulsion as soon as he orders it. She cums harder than she knew possible screaming out for him, "Master. Angelus, oh yes, Master!"
* Angelus kisses the marks cleaning them, moving to kiss her, he tests her. Slicing his tongue and her own her, kisses her, mingling their blood. "Cum. Now."
* Buffy is amazed when his words set her off again, sending her into another long powerful climax. She pulls him mouth back to hers and sinks her own teeth into his lip, drawing more blood.
* Angelus grips her tightly, his claws scratching down her back. Holding her head, closer to his own, purring deep in his chest, he kisses her.
* Angelus breaks the kiss, pulling her down next to him, as he lays down. "Sleep, precious. At sun set, we'll go home." He continues to purr, holding her to him.
* Buffy lets her body relaxing into his embrace, resting her head on his chest. "I'm sorry for biting you Master. I don't know why I did that, but it tastes so good." she through her arm across is waist, "It's never gonna be the same it is Angelus?"
* Angelus purrs louder at her sleep laden words. "Yes, lover. It�s all going to change. It changed the second I returned you kiss when you walked into his apartment.
* Angelus kisses her, hard, proving his dominance. "Yes, Sweetling. You belong to me now. And forever." He promises, letting her fall asleep.
