Reclaiming Home, Part One
Authors: Talion as Angelust; Sylina as Buffy
Disclaimer: We don't own any of it.
RATING: NC-17; HARDCORE SHIT! S&M, BONDAGE, SPANKINGS, BLOODPLAY... it's ugly!!!
Note: Emma, thanx for help with the title. Ryan, Leslie, Sandy thanx for coming to watch and cheer us on...
<NARRATOR> When we last left our scene Angelus had branded the slayer for a second time, after bathing, shaving, and dressing her.
<NARRATOR> They were both sleeping peacefully in Angelus' bed. Riley was unconscious, but alive, still in his bonds.
<NARRATOR> When Angelus awakes, he dresses quickly and tries to wake the boy. Getting no response Angelus shakes his head, humans we're no fun unconscious.
<NARRATOR> Undoing Riley's chains, he lets the man-child collapses to the floor. He leaves the room. When he returns with both servants, Buffy is awake and sitting up in the bed.
<NARRATOR> Angelus gives the servants whispered orders. They take Riley from the room, and shut the door locking it.
<Angelust> Good evening, Little One. *he starts for the bed.* How are you feeling?
* Buffy looks at him and sighs, moving both hands to accommodate the wrist cuffs and tugs at the underwire. "Uncomfortable. I hate these things."
* Angelust smiles and bends kissing her cheek. "You'll crave the feeling of them soon."
* Buffy just says, "I don't think so. I don't like them. They hurt and they dig into my skin."
* Angelust looks confused. "Dig into your skin?" He growls. "I paid good money to have the damn things, fitted for your wrists, they should have a perfect fit."
<Angelust> If anything they should be lose, with all the weight you've lost.
<Buffy> "No, I meant the underwire..." She snaps frustratedly.
<Angelust> the chain isn't meant to be comfortable, Little One. Like I said soon enough, you'll crave it.
<Angelust> Anything else?
* Buffy looks up at him with a pleading look. "Why DON'T you want me comfortable? It doesn't make sense. Didn't you say you treated your pets well?" She sneers at the word pet, and looks away.
* Angelust sits down behind her, pulling her back against his silk shirt, covered chest. "I do... you have them best of everything." Resting his chin on her head, he inhales the sweet vanilla scent. "A little discomfort is well worth it."
* Buffy just sighs frustratedly. "I guess so. Seeing as how I can't change your mind.
* Angelust nods proud that she's getting her role. "Very good."
* Buffy just hisses in response.
* Angelust laughs. "Little One... I much prefer it when you purr..." Runs his hands up to her breasts.
* Buffy pulls away and uses both hands to push him away. "Please. Don't make it worse."
* Angelust looks at her, his eyes narrow. "You want me to hurt you?"
* Buffy whimpers. "No...but I don't want you touching me because that's just as bad."
* Angelust laughs low rumbling, and promising of danger. "You don't want my touch, Little One?" He asks even as he caresses her breast.
* Buffy whimpers again, and pushes his hand away. "I...I don't know...because it makes me feel so shitty..."
* Angelust shrugs indifferently and gets up from the bed. "Fine." He undoes her chain from the bed.
* Buffy watches half-afraid, half-curious. "What are you doing?
* Angelust looks at Buffy. "Holding your leash." He tugs. "I'm tired of standing."
* Buffy looks at him and ponders standing up versus staying down. She decides for it and stands up, but says nothing, and looks away.
* Angelust walks to the chair before the fire. On the side table holds a goblet of deep red blood. Next to it is a glass of water.
* Angelust sits, and picks up his goblet, drinking deeply.
* Angelust looking at Buffy raises an eyebrow.
<Buffy> She reaches over and picks up her glass and drinks silently, watching him.
* Angelust nods at her. "Finished?"
* Buffy sighs and sets down the glass. "Yes."
* Buffy looks at him when he says nothing. He glances at the floor, and she sighs and plops down at his feet.
* Angelust nods. Petting her hair, he finishes his blood. "I'm taking you home."
* Buffy looks up at him in shock. "What?!"
<Angelust> I'm sending you home. I'll return to you.
* Angelust looks at her. "I have some other business to attend too."
* Buffy just stares at him and then looks at the floor. "But how can I go back?! After what you've done to me..."
* Angelust stands, and pulls on the leash. "Every thing will be just the same." He leads her to the love seat arm again.
* Angelust places the brand in the fire.
* Buffy whimpers softly. "Angelus....you're going to do that again...why? Why? It hurts so much.... please don't."
* Angelust places the brand in the fire along the way. "You went to visit your father in LA. And acquired some new jewelry."
<Buffy> "But someone might see the brand! Everyone will see the collar, the..." She starts to cry again.
<Angelust> I'll do as I damned well please.
<Buffy> "But Angelus...you just broke me..." She shudders. "I...I don't think I can go back..."
* Angelust snarls, pushing her over, he rips the shift from her body. "If you're so afraid of people seeing the brand, then maybe you should invest in skirts that don't show your fucking ass!"
* Buffy whimpers. "Angelus...that's not it. Not all of it anyway..."
* Angelust lifts the brand. "Disobey any of my rules, and you will suffer."
* Angelust places the brand down on her still blistered flesh. "You must learn to function as before... and still obey me."
* Buffy screeches in pain. "Oh god...Angelus! Angelus, it's not possible! I can't wear those things at home!"
* Buffy cries out. "How the hell do I wear this damn collar at home?!"
* Angelust sneers at her reaction. "You don't have a choice."
* Buffy whimpers..."Yes I do...once you let me go I can go where you'll never find me..."
<Buffy> "Maybe even kill myself if that's what it takes!"
<Buffy> "Anything to get away from you!"
<Buffy> "And once I'm gone I'll NEVER let you find me again...never...."
* Angelust tosses the brand back onto the fire, grabbing a thick leather covered paddle. "Oh... I don't think so, Little One."
* Angelust send the paddle down onto her newly re-branded ass. "Like you said." He lets another wicked swat fly. "I broke you."
* Buffy sobs and cries. "Angelus...please..."
* Angelust continues to beat her ass, as it reddens then, begins to purple...
<Angelust> You won't run. You'll wear what I have told you too.
<Buffy> "Angelus! Please! Please! I'm begging...oh god it hurts..." She cries. "But I can't! I CAN'T! How will I get it?!"
* Angelust pulls her up, throwing the paddle aside, he has vamped, and sinks his fangs into her neck.
* Buffy gasps and falls limp. "Oh...Angelus...what will I tell my mom?"
* Angelust falls to his knees with Buffy in his lap. He drinks and rocks her. "AND YOU WILL NEVER EVER MENTION KILLING YOURSELF... EVER A-FUCKING-GAIN."
<Angelust> I said I would provide the funds for all of it.
* Buffy whimpers. "I hate you Angel. I hate you... I fucking HATE you!"
* Angelust throws Buffy's body against the couch, his eyes flashing. "STAY."
* Buffy whimpers again and glares at him. "Maybe I will and maybe I won't!"
* Angelust stands and goes into the restroom, slamming the large door, ignoring her.
* Buffy dashes up immediately and rushes for the door, looking for some way to break the lock.
* Buffy sighs and after a few minutes, whimpering softly, she returns to the couch.
* Angelust growls at his image in the mirror. "I am NOT you!" Growling and shifting again, he breaks the glass. "I AM NOT YOU!!!"
* Buffy is startled to hear the glass breaking and freezes in place, wondering what's going on. "What the hell?"
* Angelust throws the door open, breaking it from his hinges. "Shut the hell up!"
* Angelust goes to the wardrobe. "No one said you could speak, whore." Grabbing a drab looking full length, long sleeved, black dress, he tosses it at her.
<Angelust> Dress. Now. Don't speak. I'm tired of you and your voice.
* Buffy stares at him in shock and grabs it. Staring at it, she hesitates for just a moment and then puts it on.
* Angelust pacing, he drinks three glasses of brandy. "I'll come for you when I'm ready." Looking at her he nods, and pulls the cord.
* Buffy whimpers and drops to her knees. "Please Angelus...don't make me go back!"
* Angelust re-cuffs Buffy's wrists behind her back. Then he blindfolds her. "Stand." He growls dangerously.
* Buffy rises and tries not to fall, still whimpering softly.
"Angelus...please..."
* Angelust speaks to the servants "Lead her to the car. Watch her. I'll be right there."
* Angelust backhands her, growling. "Hold your fucking tongue, woman!"
* Angelust nods to the servants and watches her being lead out.
<Buffy> "Angelus! Please! Don't...don't make me go...."
* Angelust waits nearly twenty minutes to get some control. He breaks close 15 glasses.
* Angelust goes to the car. Shoving Buffy in, he tells the driver Buffy's address. He glares at her the whole way.
<Angelust> Don't speak.
<NARRATOR> Angelus takes Buffy home, giving her a suitcase, he removes the blind fold, leash and link chain for the cuffs.
<NARRATOR> He glares at her for a moment, then gets back into the limo, slamming the door... he leaves.
<NARRATOR> A day goes by, and Buffy discovers the suitcase is full of all the things, he has ordered her to wear.
<NARRATOR> In every shade and color imaginable, with matching shifts for her to sleeping.
<NARRATOR> Another day passes and Buffy, goes out to buy all the things Angelus had used on her in the bath.
<NARRATOR> After two weeks Buffy, is scared. She's glad its Summer, and has avoided her friends, claiming she's sick.
<NARRATOR> Another week goes by and Buffy finally goes to the Bronze, she goes back to slaying, and tries to forget Angelus' existence.
<NARRATOR> Angelus has stayed low, watching his slayer from a distance. He's almost proud of her.
***
<NARRATOR> It's a month later, now... Joyce has gone out of town again... and Buffy is doing the dishes, before bathing and going to bed.
* Angelust silently creeps up behind the slayer, and puts his arms around her. Kissing her neck, he inhales and smiles at the heaven sent of vanilla. "Miss me, Little One?"
* Buffy slowly raises her head and stiffens. A loud crash sounds as she drops the plate she's washing into the sink. She inhales loudly and closes her eyes, dying from his touch. "Angelus."
* Angelust smiling, his hands move up to grasp her breasts. Pinching the tiny pebbles. "One in the same, Little one."
* Buffy whimpers softly. "Oh god."
* Angelust licks her now healed neck. "Close, my pet."
* Buffy feels his cruel eyes burning into her, taking in her body. "I didn't think you were coming back...god, Angel...Angelus!... I was so lost..."
* Angelust backs away glaring at her back. "Turn."
* Buffy turns around slowly, looking up at him.
* Angelust looks her up and down. She's clad in black nylon pants, a sleeveless red mock turtleneck. Her hair is pulled into a lose bun.
* Buffy feels his burning gaze and drops her head shamefully. Somehow she knew it would come to this, that he'd find her...
* Angelust turns and walks to the stairs, and looks back to see her following. Then he makes his way in to her room. "Shut the door."
* Angelust walks over to the window, and looks out, paying no attention to Buffy. "Why are you dressed like that?"
<Buffy> "Because I had to wear clothes...real clothes... my mom just about had FITS!"
<Buffy> "I mean god, how do you explain to your MOTHER that...what you did to me!"
<Buffy> "And the collar...my god, my mom oh lord, I thought she was going to kill me.."
<Buffy> "She said, and I quote, "Where do you get off putting on stuff like this that you can't get off?" She didn't buy ANYthing I told her.
* Angelust turns his eyes with a wicked glint. "I told you not to wear skirts that show your ass."
* Buffy whimpers. "But I didn't!"
<Angelust> I don't care what your mother thinks of my tokens. *he looks at her bare wrists.*
<Buffy> "Well *I* do care!"
* Angelust turns back to the window, his fisted hands hidden in his pockets. He turns looking at her, then he walks to the door. "Fine." He walks out, shutting it.
* Buffy looks shocked. "Angelus! Wait...where are you going?!"
* Buffy stares at the door and simpers. "Angelus...please...don't go..." {Why am I doing this?!}
* Angelust Angelus hears her and stops, waiting for the tell tail footsteps.
* Buffy walks out and looks at him standing at the foot of the steps. "Angelus, please...don't go..."
* Buffy walks up close and leans her head on his chest. She doesn't feel him put his arms around her, but still she begins to cry. "Please don't leave me again..."
* Angelust looking down at her he raises an eyebrow, "Up stairs. Now." His voice is quiet devoid of anything.
* Buffy pulls away, the hurt in her eyes screaming her need and anger. Without a word she heads upstairs, knowing that she is only throwing herself headlong into more pain.
* Angelust follows close behind. Entering the room he closes the door and leans against it. "Strip."
<Angelust> Completely.
* Angelust looks around for any signs of his possession of her. "Then you have 10 minutes to dress yourself, as *I* have told you... or I am leaving and we can try again another time."
<Angelust> That is... when you have started behaving as I have told you too... AND when I have the time to get back to you.
* Buffy whimpers, "Angelus..." Quickly she begins to strip. "Will you please help me dress then?"
* Angelust shakes his head. Still his face holds no expression. "You've had a month to learn to dress yourself."
* Angelust raises an eyebrow. "I only dress my most treasured toys." walking to look back out the window. "Then again, they also get to live with me."
* Buffy whimpers. "But Angelus, I don't remember how to do it...it's been three weeks!"
<Angelust> Sounds like you're fucked, Buffy.
* Buffy goes to the bed and bends down, pulls the suitcase out from under the bed. She opens it and inside is EVERYTHING he gave her.
* Buffy pulls out a pair of stockings, garters, and the garter belt, working feverishly. "Angelus, please... please...I'm begging."
<Buffy> "I don't want you to leave me...'
* Angelust growls at the sight of the suitcase. "You left them in there?" His voice is deadly, quiet.
* Buffy whispers softly, "Yes...after the second week..."
<Angelust> You don't even give my gifts the benefit of a drawer?
* Buffy looks away, ignoring the sudden hardening of her nipples. She shakes her head and clips on the stockings. "No...."
<Angelust> Tell me.
<Buffy> "What?"
<Angelust> Tell me, why.
* Buffy looks away and shudders, "I..I can't tell you... you'll fucking kill me for it!"
* Angelust comes across the room and backhands her. "Lesson one. Ladies don't curse."
* Angelust glares down at her. "Tell me why."
* Angelust paces the room, as he removes his duster, and shirt. "Tell me, why... you refuse my gifts, treat them with disrespect... but you wear the collar."
* Angelust stopping he towers over she. "Tell me why, and do NOT make me ask again."
* Buffy looks up at Angelus and sighs. "I don't know why...it reminded me of your touch...
<Buffy> "But...before I tell you anything else..." She stands up and finishes putting the garters and stockings on, "Why did you leave me? Was it because you were tired of playing with me? Or was it that you couldn't control me and you were tired of it? Hmm?"
<Buffy> "I even BEGGED you to let me stay dammit!"
* Angelust looks up his eyes full of deadly intent. "Stupid bitch."
* Buffy snaps, "Stupid? You left me after you broke me! Damn big mistake!"
* Buffy looks up. "Cat got your tongue Angelus?"
* Buffy sighs. "Maybe I WAS right...."
* Angelust pulls Buffy against him, backing her into a wall.
<Angelust> I own you!
<Angelust> I own you!
<Angelust> You are MINE. *he growls*
* Angelust grinds his leather-covered cock against her already drenched center. "You don't pick and choose when I come to you. IF I come to you.
* Buffy whimpers, "But Angelus...if you want me to be ALL yours...you better give me the damn emotional fulfillment I deserve!"
* Buffy adds, "And that means keeping me with you at all times..."
* Angelust slaps her. "You don't give the orders!" Pinching and pulling on her nipples "I do."
* Buffy moans softly and falls onto his chest. "Oh, Angelus..."
* Angelust grins, "you want your place in m home." He leans down taking her nipple into his mouth. "You have to prove you deserve it."
* Buffy looks up..."But how?"
* Angelust looks at her with a devilish grin. "I'll have to get rid of some one to find a place for you. And Dru won't like sharing the house with a human... especially you slayer."
* Buffy looks into his eyes. "How, Angelus. Tell me how..."
* Angelust rolls his eyes. "You know the rules. Follow them... and a new one. Stop fucking interrupting ME!"