By The Lady Sirona sirona@rcip.com
M/F non-consensual [and consensual] sex/rape with Bondage NC17
[Buffy/Angelus]
modified 6/22/98
Disclaimer: The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer do not belong to me. They are the property of Joss Whedon and the WB. I am using them purely for my own amusement. This story contains male/female consensual and nonconsensual sex with a bondage sex scene. If you are offended by such material then you should not read this story. For distribution, please email author.
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Looking Back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd say goodbye
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Buffy was walking quietly in the dark park of Sunndale hunting Vampires. She found one, and with her usual efficient moves, killed him. She felt another vampire near and turned to face her worst nightmare; Angelus. He stood against a tree looking at her with his dark and brooding eyes.
She was beautiful and he stared at her... her flowing golden hair, and her wide expressive eyes. Her mouth opened and it made a little "oh" and then a blinding smile lit her face. His first impulse was to kill her and drain her right there, but instead, he enveloped her in his arms when she came willingly into his embrace and met her kiss.
She tasted so good, and felt so good in his arms, he couldn't get enough of her kisses. He held her tightly and dominated her mouth, plunging into her soft lips and claiming all within as his own. She submitted to him totally. She knew he was a monster, and she loved him anyway, totally and fully.. and he craved it. She rubbed up against him like a bitch in heat wanting further domination and he was more than willing to oblige... he pulled her into the dark thicket and laid her down on the ground and ...
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He woke up from his days slumber and growled. Another day of dreaming of HER! She now captivated his attention awake and asleep, and had developed into an obsession far beyond anything he had of Drusilla so long ago. He couldn't think and he couldn't function.
He rolled over and sat up on the side of the bed and hung his head... he finally faced reality. He was as much, if not more, in love with Buffy as his damned soul was. He wanted to be with her... to make love to her and to possess her entirely. He craved the love she had given Angel so freely, with all his being. The irony of the situation had not gotten beyond him...He was a true demon vampire; in love with the Slayer...
He looked up at the ceiling. The damn Gypsy curse has really fucked him up... not only had it locked him away in the body of an brooding tortured soul for the last 80 years... he was now contaminated with the soul's feeling and emotions. Everything Angel had felt, now he felt! If there was a hell, the hell taught to the young Irish Catholic boy of so long ago, this was that hell.
He had lied to Spike and Drusilla easily... he told them he wanted to torture her and her Slayerettes, and had done so very well, especially that damn Watcher....but in fact, he was avoiding killing her... and he just couldn't hurt her anymore. He WANTED her! He faced the fact he couldn't harm the others either, for to do so would harm her. Damn it, he was stymied!
His hand smashed the table next to his bed. He had to do something... but what?
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And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it would end
The way it would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd had to miss the Dance
Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the King would fall
Hey whose to say
You know, I might have chanced it all
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Buffy entered the dark warehouse and started to look around. The dust was thick, and it was obvious that the demonic trio were no longer there. Time had passed from when Giles sought to kill Angelus after the death of Jenny Calendar. Burnt out remains of the battle that occurred on that night of death remained a poor memorial to her. Buffy looked at the walkway where she and Angelus fought. The pain of her loss of Angel, was a keen pain in her soul.
A net dropped on her suddenly, and she found herself bound and helpless before some vampires she had never seen before. "Well, what have we got here? Slayer meat or should I say blood?" A young red haired male vampire strode up to her and looked down. "I don't know why you gave Spike and Angelus of all people had such a problem. Your easy pickings" He viciously kicked her in the ribs and she felt a few crack.
"Let her go" She heard Giles voice, in the Ripper tone, come from the doorway. She glanced up, and there he stood in the doorway with his crossbow. The vampire didn't seem too scared and he kicked her again. "One bolt Watcher, and four of us. Shoot one and she dies by the others while you reload" Giles looked flummoxed.
"Then again I always like Watcher blood, such constant proximity to the Slayer gives it a tang" Which he said as two vampires jumped Giles from behind, subduing him easily. Two others entered dragging Xander and Willow.
"Let me introduce myself. I am the Exterminator. I and my team get rid of problems, and when we are lucky it includes Slayers. Spike called me in to get rid of you and your little Slayerettes. Seems he doesn't want you using the Gypsy En-soulment spell on his friend Angelus" He waived a little yellow 3.5 disc. "Seems the Gypsy wench had found the spell, so Angelus killed her. Being an Old One and unused to modern things like computers, he obviously failed to look for a back up." He smiled at the look of raw pain in Buffy's eyes. "Yes Slayer. You were that close to getting your precious Angel back... but now Drusilla gets to keep her sire and I get your blood!" He laughed.
Suddenly a dark form dropped out of the skylight. Two vampires crumbled to Dust, and another fell forward his neck broken. Buffy stared up into the enraged form of Angelus deep into game face as he killed the vampires. "MINE!" was all he said as he attacked another vampire pair and rendered them to dust. Every move was a study in vicious and ferocious destructive power. The other vampires ran, they were in no way going to face an enraged Angelus...his reputation for massive blood and destruction was considerable...
"Angelus! Have you lost your mind?" The Exterminator screamed at him. "What the hell are you doing?" He looked around at his destroyed team, now ashes scattering around his feet.
"The Slayer is MINE!" Angelus snarled and attacked the Exterminator. He was deeper into gameface than Buffy had ever seen him... he didn't even look remotely human. He easily overpowered the Exterminator and snapped his neck. The then reached behind him pulled out a stake and dusted him. The raw power rolled off him. Buffy realized she had never truly faced Angelus before. *This* was Angelus, the most vicious and destructive vampire in recorded history!
Angelus looked back at the Slayerettes, and saw the rest of the vampires were gone. Angelus' reputation for bloodlust in battle had been born out, and the rest wanted nothing to do with the reality of the legend. He smiled an evil grin.
He walked over to Willow and bent down to her and lifted her up until he was whispering in her ear. "Wait 5 minutes, and then release the others. Do it before the five minutes is up and I will kill them all, especially Xander in a uniquely gruesome fashion which will make what I did to the Calendar bitch look like child's play" He reached behind her and loosened her bonds but to the others she still appeared tied.
Angelus strolled over to Buffy, and hunkered down next to her. "YOUR MINE. My spoil of war. Your MINE!" and he lifted her into his arms and then jumped straight up onto the catwalk and disappeared into the night.
Giles and Xander were frantic to release themselves not knowing Willow was already released. She was counting to herself to pass the five minutes...when she thought five minutes had passed she freed herself of the bonds and then released the others.
Angelus and Buffy were long gone
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Angelus carried her softly and gently, and she was confused. Why didn't her just kill her? Why cart her away like some prize? What did he want, a midnight snack? Why did he fight the Exterminator for them, and then leave the others?
When he had first arrived she thought maybe Angel's soul had returned. But no, his fighting was cruel and vicious and left no doubt it was Angelus who controlled the body. He hopes were dashed and tears filled her eyes as she realized she was totally at Angelus' mercy...of which he obviously had none.
Her thoughts were interrupted when they entered into an unknown darkened apartment. She realized this was Angelus' new lair. He had moved from Angel's old apartment after the change. This new apartment was again decorated with the dark tones, without the scattered bright touches of humanity she came to know as Angel...but still there were pieces that could fit Angel here.
"What do you want from me?" She asked him as he dropped her on the wide double bed. It was unmade, and smelled of him.
"I want you" he said simply. It explained everything and nothing. He looked at her shirt and he grinned his boyish grin and then reaching forward quickly he ripped it off of her. She laid on his bed in her bra and shorts, tied tightly, scraps of shirt clinging to the bonds.
"I want you...and you're MINE" he growled low in his throat as he pulled her up into the center of the bed, and reached next to the bed an pulled up some strong rope and tied her leg to the poster bed and repeated it with the other leg. She didn't want to think on why he had the rope there, ready. She lay spread eagle, and felt completely helpless.
He laid down next to her and stroked her hair. " You are so beautiful. You smell so GOOD!" He ran his hands posessively over her body. She was repulsed by the fact this was Angelus, not her Angel, but her body betrayed her.. arching into his touch. No matter who controlled the body, the body was Angels. His hands, his mouth his...
He smiled. She knew he was Angelus, and still she responded to him! He grabbed another length of rope and tied her wrist to the bedpost and then quicker than she could move he released her bonds and reapplied them to the other wrist so she was spread Eagle with each limb tied to the corresponding post. She felt humiliated and she had a dawning fear what exactly was on Angelus' mind...
He looked down on her and all he wanted to do was possess her entirely. In the old days; that meant raping her and then draining her as she orgasmed ... but that didn't feel right to do with her... He wanted her... he wanted to hear her scream his name in pleasure... He WANTED her!
Buffy looked up into his eyes with fear... and was met with dark desire flaming in his...and was confused. Angelus desired her? How could her desire her? He hated her!
He reached over to the bedside table picked up a long sharp knife. With a quick motion, too fast for her to follow, he cut her bra and then her shorts off of her, allowing the knife to skim her skin. She caught her breathe and looked into his eyes... instead of the expected hate and disgust she saw increased desire and passion?
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Giles bent over and picked up the disc from the pile of dust on the floor. He looked at it. Angelus had killed Jenny over what was on this disc. Now her death made perfect sense. Even when they had rejected her and shut her out, she had sought and apparently found, the spell to re-ensoul Angel. He had apparently found out about it, and therefore killed her . That explained the destruction of the computer at the school.
Now, would he use the last act of Jenny's life to give Angelus back his soul and his love when he had taken hers? Giles sighed... yes he would...not for Angelus or even Angel, but for Buffy. Angelus had Buffy, and to save her, if she was still alive, he had to return Angel's soul. That was the only way he could see to do save her life and probably her sanity. He set to work.
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Angelus laid down next to Buffy and stroked her naked flesh. His cold hands reminded her of that night they made love after they fought the judge. She shivered. Not from disgust but from desire. Yes, this was Angelus, the demon who inhabited the body of Angel, the man she loved. Although she tried, she still couldn't completely separate them. It was still Angel's hand stroking her flesh and his lips kissing her. She moaned.
He smiled. This was what he wanted, her responding to HIM! He wasn't foolish enough to think he could control her, untied, for one minute. She was probably the greatest Slayer in history, and he had fought many and killed quite a few. But, he could easily make her forget her physical bonds for the pleasure.
He bent down and he took a nipple in his mouth and he worried it with his teeth and tongue until it became a hard little grape in his mouth. She was moaning, thrusting her breast into his face. "Oh please!" was all she said as her world exploded into pleasure.
He stroked the other breast, while sucking and nibbling on the other. His hand strayed down and stroked her abdomen, and played with the blonde curls while teasingly stroking her lips, playing with the soft hairs. He softly played with the inner lips and teasingly inserted his finger just inside her wet moist opening. He kissed her deeply, and commandingly and she surrendered to his touch and domination. She didn't understand why he wasn't killing her, but right now...she didn't care!
"You smell so GOOD!" he mumbled as he kissed his way down her abdomen, and then his lips found her pubic hair and he took some into his mouth and pulled slightly. She moaned and thrust her crotch into his face seeking more attention, more lips....tongue! He growled lowly and then sank his face into her pussy, feeling the moistness and the heat. She moaned with pleasure and thrust hard into his face. He licked and sucked and was rewarded with an increase of juices. He buried his face into her folds and took in her musky scent. He noticed that there was no scent there but hers, she had been faithful to him! He smiled and ran his tongue over her outer lips, gently, teasingly. She gasped and moaned, wiggling and thrusting.
Angelus plunged his tongue deep into her and ran his tongue over the ridges inside of her vagina, and noticed how tight she was. He slid his finger into her tight ,hot, moist cavern. His ran into a slight stricture. Their one night had not been enough to thoroughly break away her hymen, or it had reformed. She was a virgin for Angelus too! He growled in pleasure, causing ripples of vibration to run through her clit causing her to gasp. The fact she had obviously not had another lover after Angel, caused him great pleasure. A fact he really didn't want to look at too closely right now...
Buffy relaxed into the pleasure and the feeling of Angelus' hands on her and his mouth on her most private parts. He was apparently very comfortable in doing this for long periods, and she had peak after peak of pleasure. Even Angel hadn't done that! They hadn't had time. She craved to feel him inside of her and wanted to feel him totally. She wanted him and she wanted him badly!
Angelus shrugged out of his clothes without breaking contact between his mouth and tongue and her moist and throbbing pussy. When he was nude, he dragged his cold body up her length until he was laying full length. With slow luxurious movements, with his erection pressing into her thigh, he kissed her mouth deeply. She tasted her juices on his mouth and it aroused her more. He thrust hard against her thigh and grabbed a breast roughly, neading it as he kissed her... she responded with a thrust and a low moan.
"What do you want?" He asked darkly, pulling away slowly, She cried out as the room's cool air hit her flesh
"I want you!" She moaned and squirmed trying to get loose to get her hands on what she wanted.
"Who do you want?" he growled in her ear as he ran his fingers along her public hair to dip into her honey pot and take a test of her moistness and then run the finger across her clit as she jumped and moaned. He brought the dripping finger to his lips and slowly licked the juices off at her eye level. She nearly gasped and came right then.
"I want *you* inside of me now!" She growled at him in response. He smiled and then positioned himself over her, the head of his dick just touching her outer lips... she tried to thrust him inside, but he thwarted her efforts and just dragged his cock across the opening and then teased the clit with soft gentle jabs.
She looked up into his eyes and saw love and passion for her. He lowered his head until his mouth was just at ear level and and ran his hands posessively over her. His mouth strayed to her neck. Then she heard him say something in so softly in Angel's voice she barely heard it; "Oh God, don't let him hurt her!". It was almost a prayer.
She realized with a shock that while the demon had been locked away inside Angel, when he had his soul, now reversed Angel was now locked away inside the demon!
She was torn. If she responded to the demon... she betrayed Angel. If she angered the demon she would die at Angelus' hand...and she wanted him inside of her no matter which one he was.
"I.... love... you...Angel...us!" She moaned in a stuttering breath. Angelus heard her claim her love for him... while Angel heard her claim of love for him and the deception of the demon, and accepted it. Angelus drove himself home, sheathing himself deep inside her velvety tunnel. She cried out in pleasure and pain as she tore again, and thrust against him. "You're MINE" Angelus repeated in her ear and he thrust hard and rocked her world.
With a final pull at her wrist, Buffy broke the ropes tying her wrists and she reached up and grabbed Angelus tight in her grip. Her hands grabbed his butt and pulled him deeper into her and she arched back as she peaked in her pleasure. She scrapped her nails down his back and then dug them in as she built again to pleasure to the point of pain.
Angelus realized with a shock she was free of the bonds, and fear laced through him, until he realized her thoughts were of her pleasure and not his death. She had grabbed him hard and directed him into further sexual exertions which he obliged willingly. The Slayer was free, and was willingly staying in his embrace!
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Giles looked down at the ritual he just completed. Willow had printed it out for him . He had sent her and Xander away. Now it was a matter of time to find out if the ritual worked, and if it was too late to save Buffy. This time there was no clause to the ritual, if it worked, it should be forever... He dropped to his knees and he prayed.
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Angelus started to come and he doubled his efforts to cause her to join him in the little death. She came right before him and she dug her nails into his back until the blood ran, and she clamped down on him and milked his orgasm out of him. He dropped to her chest and laid there spent. She stroked him and ran her fingers through his hair. He felt loved. For the first time since he had been created so long ago by Darla as a slave to her lusts, the demon Angelus felt loved... and he liked it. "I love you Buffy" was all he said softly into her ear.
She looked at him... he was Angelus! The demon loved her? Not Angel? Oh-my-God? She looked at him closely. He still had the hard look of Angelus. Then something happened...she saw his eyes glow with an orange light. Suddenly he screamed.
He rolled off her and to the side and rolled back and forth. He grabbed his abdomen and he curled into a fetal position "Buffy!" was all he could cry and then he went unconscious.
Buffy quickly untied herself and then rolled him over, he was in game face and is fangs were through his lower lip. Blood filled tears streaked his face and a look of Agony was on his face.
"Angel? Angelus?" she asked fearing for his very existence. He was unmoving and unresponsive. He was still 'alive', he hadn't turned to dust...
"Buffy?" He looked confused. He looked around and was more confused about the locations. He looked at her, she was in his arms and nude, but had marks on her..."Buffy?" She silenced him with a kiss.
"Angel!" She kept saying over and over. "Oh Angel!" She hugged him and kissed him. He lost himself in her kiss until the memories started to surface. He had lost his soul again! Oh my God! He had killed, and tortured all he ever loved! He cllosed his eyes and pulled away from Buffy.
Buffy strd at him as he withdrew from her. She knew he was starting to remember. He shook his head and awareness was in his eyes when he opened them. He looked at her with such longing and such love, and then a dawning horror built in his eyes " Oh No! No NO NO!" He cried out and withdrew from her embrace and curled up into a ball " Oh NO! JENNY!" Blood soaked tears poured down his face.
"Angel?" Buffy looked at her devastated lover. She didn't know how she knew, but Angel was now in control, and he was dealing with the result's of Angelus' actions. "Angel listen to me. It wasn't you. It was Angelus.. the demon killed those people, and killed Jenny. If you was you, you would have never have done it! I love you Angel. I need you...please Angel DON'T LEAVE ME AGAIN!" She cried out to him and turned him over.
He looked at her in total disbelief. "I just raped you Buffy,.... I threatened your friends and family,..... I killed Jenny.... and I ruined your relationship with your mother.... I killed and fed on humans... and I made Teresa a vampire just to piss you off. How can you still love me?" He groaned and buried his head in the blanket. Sobs racked his body as she held him.
"I love you Angel. I know the actions were those of the demon. Now I have you back and right now that is all I care about!" She stroked his hair. She wanted him so badly. She lifted his face and kissed him long and deep. " Do you still love me Angel?" she asked uncertainly.
"I love you more than life itself" He sank into her embrace like a drowning man with a life preserver.
"Then show me!" She reached down and grabbed his manhood which promptly came erect with her touch. "Show me I'm YOURS!"
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Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain,
but I'd of had to miss the Dance
The Dance
by Tony Arata sung by Garth Brooks on "Garth Brooks" album
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