After returning to the mansion, Angelus took Willow by the hand, leading her back to her room. Xander wondered off to shower before retiring to Angelus' bed. Although he had his own room down the hall from his sire's, Xander never used it. He hadn't slept a day in that bed. Angelus liked for his child to sleep with him and Xander had no problem with that.
Upon reaching Willow's room, Angelus opened the door, still leading the girl behind him. Willow hadn't spoken since the cemetery, not that either Angelus or Xander had minded. Walking through the door, seeing the bed on which she was turned, Willow's eyes began to water. She didn't remember the actual change, but she did remember the pain that came before.
Angelus dropped her hand and closed the door. "Take off your dress and hand it to me." Learning to obey quickly, Willow did as she was told. Angelus walked to the large velvet chair and draped the dirty garment over it. "We'll get that cleaned. Next time just take more care not to get it all bloody."
Willow's head was bent and her arms were wrapped around stomach. "I'm sorry, Angel," she said quietly.
"Yeah, I know." Angelus began walking back towards the naked girl, removing his shirt and carelessly letting it drop to the floor. He quickly scooped the girl up, carrying her to the low mahogany dresser and setting her on top. Her legs dangled over the side and she kept her hands tightly gripped around Angelus' upper arms.
Angelus brushed back the hair from her face, an act that could have been considered tender, then moved his hands down to hold her hips. Willow smiled, happy to have received such a touch after Xander's brutal use of her in the graveyard. Just as she started to move her head forward, intending to press it to Angelus' bare chest, he spoke, stopping her. "Do you know what you are, Willow?"
Sucking in her bottom lip, she thought, trying to come up with the right answer. Unable to answer, Willow simply shook her head. She bent her head once again, her eyes cast low and she took her hands off of Angelus' arms, placing them in her lap.
"You're a vampire, Willow." He paused, waiting for a response. When he got none, Angelus continued. "Look at me, Willow." She lifted her head, confusion shining bright in her eyes. "I made you, Willow."
A look of realization washed over Willow's face. A small smile appeared. "Daddy?" She nodded slightly, silently asking if she was correct.
"That's right. I'm your sire. You belong to me."
Willow laid her head against his strong chest, sighing happily. "I'm Daddy's." Nuzzling his chest with her cheek, she remembered the pleasure her new daddy had given her earlier that night.
"And you're Xander's too." He smiled as he felt his possession begin to tremble and pull away from him. "But you're mostly mine."
"No!" she sobbed, moving back. "Not his. Yours."
Angelus removed the smile from his face, wanting to look stern. "You don't get to say, Willow. It's not your choice. It's mine."
"No, no, no, no!" She began to kick and flail her arms. Willow was knocked sideways by the back of Angelus' hand. A strong hand then wrapped in her hair, pulling her back up into a sitting position.
"You don't say no to me, bitch," Angelus shouted at her, his face only centimeters from hers. Darting forward quickly, his mouth tore into hers with a hungry, possessive kiss. He moved his head lower, his mouth now savagely assaulting her breast. His hands moved back to her waist, pulling her hips forward as a growl erupted from his throat.
Willow continued to struggle against him, making him want her more. She felt his erection pressing between her thighs and her eyes opened even wider. "No. Daddy, no, no!" Angelus pulled back, grabbing her by her arm. As he twisted the limb, he threw her off the dresser, propelling her towards the bed.
She landed on the floor, skidding across it on her bottom. Through tears she watched her sire tear open a drawer, pulling out a thick braided leather rope. Trembling, she wrapped her arms around herself, growing more and more frightened as Angelus walked closer to her.
"Get up now." His voice was hard and cold. She didn't move. She just sat there staring up at him, shaking. "You stupid bitch, you'll learn to obey me." He took a hold of her tangled red hair, pulling her harshly to her feet. Grabbing her hands, Angelus tightly lashed her wrists together then spun her around. He raised her arms over her head, attaching the leather ties to a sturdy metal hook in one of the four posters of the bed. Her feet barely touched the ground. She had to stand on her tiptoes to lessen the pull on her arms. "You get your first punishment tonight. The first of many."
Willow shook her head fiercely. "No!"
Pulling her head back by her hair, Angelus leaned in close to her ear. "It wasn't a question. It didn't require an answer, whore. Here's your first lesson in taking punishment. Keep your eyes down. If I catch you looking at me, we'll go for twice as long." The scratches that Xander had inflicted upon Willow's back were healed, leaving her beautifully unmarred for Angelus. Angelus looked at her trembling body and smiled. He loved the training process.
Turning on his heal, the vampire returned to the drawer, picking out his scourge. He chose a thick heavy whip that was splintered at the end. Each end contained a few slivers of sharp metal. Moving back to Willow, who was sobbing in fear and confusion, Angelus drew his arm back, then whipped it forward, the scourge lashing at Willow's pale back.
Willow cried out, throwing her head back. She had not been ready for the blow. Just as more sobs began to wrack her small body, Angelus whipped her again and again. Blood flowed freely down her back, her buttocks and her legs, pooling on the floor. Mercilessly, he cracked the whip against her skin.
"Daddy, please, please stop," she sobbed, her head falling forward. Once again he grabbed her hair, yanking back.
"Aw. Did I forget to mention that you are to call me nothing but Master while being punished? Too bad for you. Looks like you get more, my bitch." He let go and cracked the whip against her back several more times before letting it drop to the floor. Quickly removing his pants and boots, Angelus wrapped his arms around Willow's waist, lifting her. Expertly, he slammed his cock into her tight ass, making her cry out louder. "Still hurt from Xander, bitch?" He pulled out only to slam right back into her. "Count yourself lucky that your blood is easing the way for me."
Willow's mind raced insanely as her sire pumped into her ass, intentionally pressing his chest against her wounds. She would have to remind herself not to say no anymore. Her mind wandered, thinking about how her daddy had been nice earlier and now he was mean. She wondered where her teddy bear was and hoped that it had not gotten lost.
Angelus bit her shoulder and drank from her as he came, then slid out of her. As he let go of her, her legs would not support her and she let her body hang from the hook, her arms almost numb. She opened her eyes as she felt Angelus take her arms off the hook. He shoved her to the floor, placing her on her hands and knees. Her hands were still bound, making it hard to not to topple over.
"Clean it up." He pointed to the floor as his foot came up to rest on her neck. He pressed her head down with his foot until her nose was in the sticky pool of blood. "Lick it." Willow's tongue darted out and she began to lap up the blood that had once flowed through her.
After she had licked the floor clean, Angelus picked Willow back up, once again attaching her arms to the bed. This time she was facing him. Willow's eyes focused on his chest, not daring to look any higher. His hands found her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples tightly. Willow moaned as he twisted him painfully.
"You'll learn to enjoy this." Taking his hands from her, he moved back to the dresser drawer, removing several clamps. When he returned to her, Angelus clamped her nipples then ran his tongue over her face. "But for now I guess it's punishment." He knelt down, placing tight clamps on her labia, separating the lips. Grabbing her legs, Angelus threw them over his shoulders. His slid two fingers into her as his tongue lapped at her exposed clit. He nipped at her swollen bud with his blunt teeth as his fingers found a sensitive spot within her.
She mewled, using what leverage she had to bounce. When she began to whimper in pleasure, Angelus stilled, removing his hands from her and holding her hips still. "Do you want to come?" Angelus turned his head, licking her thigh. "Willow. Answer me!"
Her voice was shaky as she begged him for release. "Yes. Yes, please!" He made no move to touch her but continued to lick her inner thigh. "Please. Ang... Master, please!" Tears ran down her face, falling on her stomach as she begged.
Angelus turned his head towards the pussy in front of him. His hand moved to take off one of the clamps. His mouth latched over her swollen flesh. Gently sucking, he suddenly bit down, drawing blood and smiling when he heard his child's yelp. After taking in some of her blood, Angelus pulled back, shoving her legs from his shoulders and gathering up his clothes. "I told you earlier that you only got to come once tonight."
Sobs wracked Willow's body as she hung limply by her arms. Her eyes were closed but tears poured from them. "Consider yourself lucky," Angelus said as he opened the door and slammed it shut behind him.
Smiling at hearing Willow's broken sobs, Angelus walked down the hall, his clothes bunched in his arms. He stopped at Spike's door. Not bothering to knock, he opened it, popping his head through and watched for a moment as Drusilla bounced merrily on top of Spike. He had his hands on her breasts and his eyes were shut tight. "What do you want, Angelus?" Spike grunted out.
"Drusilla, when you're finished..."
"Angelus, don't you have new toys? Drusilla stays here." Spike's eyes popped open to challenge his sire. Upon seeing Angelus naked, Spike growled, taking his hands off Drusilla's breast. He gripped her hips tightly, slamming her down on him harder.
"Yes, actually I do. But when Drusilla's finished here, I need her to go clean Willow up and put her to bed."
Drusilla twisted around, smiling as she saw her sire's naked flesh. "Alright," she said simply, continuing to rock on top of Spike.
Angelus smiled, his hard cock giving a painful throb. "There's no rush. Take your time." He withdrew from the room just as Drusilla neared her orgasm. Continuing down the hall, he heard her screams of pleasure. He walked faster to his room, anxious to get to Xander.
As he opened the door Angelus was greeted by seeing Xander's naked body stretched out on the bed. He was leaning back against the iron frame, a bottle of blood in one hand, his cock in the other. The younger vampire's eyes were shut as he stroked himself.
Tossing his clothes in the corner, Angelus made his way to the bed. When he sat Xander's eyes opened and as they focused on his sire, Xander groaned. Throwing his head back, Xander came, letting himself spill on the black sheets. When he recovered, he took a sip of the blood, his eyes focusing on Angelus' twitching cock. He got to his knees, setting the bottle on the night table and crawling over to Angelus who was sitting on the bed with his feet on the floor.
Xander leaned down, bent his neck and took his sire's cock into his mouth. Sliding his mouth the base, Xander heard Angelus growl and felt his fingers twine in his hair. Angelus' hips bucked as his hand pressed Xander's head down.
Xander's teeth accidentally scraped Angelus' cock as he moved his mouth up to the head. He heard Angelus growl and was suddenly thrown across the room. Xander hit the wall, then slumped down on the floor. He quickly picked himself up as he saw Angelus stalking towards him, his demon out and in control. Xander edged away against the wall, trying to avoid his sire.
But Angelus was unavoidable. The Master vampire took Xander by the neck, lifting him off the floor. Xander's hands came up to Angelus', trying to loosen the grip. Xander found himself flying through the air again, this time crashing into the tall dresser. He slumped down, rubbing his throat. "I'm sorry! It's not like I meant to do it! I haven't been sucking cocks all that long, O Angry One!"
"'That was for using your teeth, you bitch.' Isn't that what you said to Willow tonight?"
Xander stood up. "Yeah, but she's... she's a, a play thing!"
"And you aren't?" Xander's mouth dropped open; he didn't know how to reply. "You're mine, Xander. As much as Willow is mine. I'm getting awfully tired of reminding you of that." Angelus walked towards Xander, his face shifting back to its human visage. "Do I need to punish you like I did her?"
Xander clenched his teeth, his hands curling into fists. "No."
"To whom do you belong, Xander?" Angelus kept his voice tightly in check.
Anger bubbled up within the young vampire, his arm swung out and his fist connected with Angelus' jaw. "Fuck you."
Grabbing Xander's wrists easily, Angelus twisted it, forcing the other vampire to the floor. Angelus sat on his back, still twisting Xander's aching limb. "Fuck me? That won't happen any time soon." He let go of the arm, instead placing both of his arms around Xander's head, jerking it up and back. "Do you know how easy it would be for me to snap your neck? Would you like to find out?"
"No," Xander managed to say through the pain and anger. "I'm sorry." He spat out the words, knowing that Angelus knew he didn't mean them.
Angelus' arms tightened around Xander's head, twisting it farther. "Come on, you can do better than that."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." Angelus let go, now just sitting on top of Xander.
"Whose are you, Xander?"
"Yours"
"And whom will you obey?"
"You."
Angelus stood up. "Good. Now get up and into bed."
Xander did as instructed. He placed pillows in the middle of the bed, lying his hips on top of them and burying his face in the mattress. He was still angry, but there was nothing he could do about it. One day Angelus would be gone, either having been staked or just gone, like away, and Xander would be Master. He would just have to wait it out.
Angelus positioned himself behind Xander, straddling his legs. His face shifted and his fangs elongated as he brought his hand up to his mouth. After ripping though the skin, his face shifted back and he stroked his cock, coating it with blood. Angelus guided his cock to Xander's opening, pushing forward and entering him in one smooth movement.
Hearing Xander's groan made Angelus pump faster, quickly building his pleasure. Growling, he felt his balls tighten as they slapped against Xander. He wrapped his arms under Xander's arms and sat back on his heels, bringing his lover up with him. As he continued to pump, Angelus' hand wrapped around Xander's painful erection, making the younger vampire gasp for air he didn't need.
"Want to come?"
Xander nodded. "Yes, yes. Please, Angelus. I'm sorry about before. I'm yours. I know I'm yours!" Smiling in sweet satisfaction, Angelus stroked Xander's cock, quickly leading him to orgasm. Angelus soon followed, grunting as his coated Xander's insides.
As Angelus laid on his side next to Xander, his arm and leg draped over the other vampire, Angelus spoke quietly. "I would have rather have been hurting her, you know. But you are mine, and I have no problem with beating you until you remember that fact. I could be a lot worse to you."
Xander looked straight ahead. "I know."
Angelus' hand stroked Xander's chest. "I could keep Willow for myself, never letting you touch her. Or I could give you to the boys. I could torture you and keep you locked up like a dog."
"I know you could." Xander brought his hand up to lightly brush against his sire's. "And I'm grateful that you haven't. I know I'm yours, Angelus. I know that. I just forget myself sometimes."
"You're young yet." Angelus sighed, letting his eyes slip closed. "I won't treat you badly unless you make me."
Xander closed his eyes, trying to forget that he was a possession. "Next time you punish her, can I help?"
Angelus chuckled tiredly. "Next time I'll let you punish her."
**
Drusilla rose from the bed, grabbing a long black silk robe and slipping it on. Glancing back towards the bed, she saw her love, his eyes closed and a small smile upon his lips. One of his eyes opened and his smile grew larger. Drusilla was smiling at him. She always made him feel like his dead heart was singing a grand opera.
Reaching up, Spike took her hands, pulling her back down on the bed. She giggled, running her hands over his naked chest. "I have to go check on Daddy's girl."
Spiked sighed as his arms enveloped her, pulling onto his chest. "You won't be gone too long, luv?"
Drusilla's brow furrowed and she bit her lip in concentration. "I don't think so."
"Good," Spike said before kissing her forehead. "Because I shall miss you." Drusilla smiled, giggling again.
"I had better go, but I'll come back soon." Drusilla kissed Spike, moaning into his mouth. "I wonder if he hurt her badly." Spike rolled his eyes as she lifted off of him. He knew that their sire probably had, he had heard the entire session. Once again standing, she straightened out her robe. "I shall just have to see."
As Drusilla slipped out the door, Spike began to count the minutes until she returned.
Drusilla pushed open the heavy door, her eyes finding Willow's still body quickly. The young one's hands were lashed together and attached to the hook on the four poster bed. Drusilla herself had been attached to that hook and beaten so many times. Drusilla smiled, remembering. The girl was messy, all bloody and bruised.
Entering the room, leaving the door open, Drusilla ran her hand over Willow's breast. "Aww, Poor dolly. Did my Angel break you?" At her touch, Willow trembled, her eyes still closed. "Shhh. Don't worry, Kitten. Mummy'll take care of you." Drusilla reached up, unhooking Willow's arms, then untieing them. "You were lucky. My Angel went easy tonight." She pulled off the three remaining clamps.
Setting the girl's limp body on the bed, Drusilla ran her hands all over Willow's body, examining her. "Your shoulder's are all funny." The older vampiress flipped the young one over, then straddled her back. Drusilla popped both arms back into their sockets and Willow cried out. "It's okay, luv. They won't hurt for much longer." Drusilla leaned down, lapping at Willow's bloodied back. "Look, your back's starting to heal already. You'll have to learn not to make Daddy so angry."
Drusilla got off Willow then flipped her back over. "Unless you want to hurt. Sometimes it can be so nice."
Drusilla went to the bathroom quickly filling a metal bowl with warm water and grabbing a washcloth. After returning to the room, she laid the bowl on the bed next to the now whimpering vampire. Wetting the cloth, Drusilla dabbed it over Willow's flesh, trying to sop up the blood. Drusilla rolled Willow over again, wiping down the other female's back. The wounds were already closed, but deep purple lines still remained.
After removing the blood from Willow's back, Drusilla once again rolled the girl over. Seeing blood on Willow's upper thighs, the older vampire spread the younger one's legs, gently stroking the length of her sex with the cloth. Drusilla ran a finger over the bite mark that Angelus had given Willow. "Awww. Daddy played his game with you. Didn't let you come?" She looked up to see Willow wiping away some tears in a childlike manner. "Built you all up and then bit you?" Willow nodded, her lower lip protruding. "Yes. Sometimes he's a very mean daddy."
Drusilla threw the washcloth into the bowl, not caring that the bloody water spilled on the bed. Her fingers played upon Willow's clitoris, making the young one whimper. With her other hand, Drusilla inserted two fingers into Willow, her fingers rubbing and caressing the sensitive flesh. "I'll make you come nice, and then you'll do the same for me," she said in a hushed whisper.
As Drusilla's fingers sped up, Willow began to buck and moan. Tears of pleasure rolled down her cheeks. As her voice became louder, Drusilla shook her head. "No. Quiet. Like a little mouse. My Angel will get mad..." But Willow either didn't hear or wasn't listening because her moans gave way to loud sobs as she came.
Drusilla heard a door open and she moved to peek out the door. She began to whimper as she saw Angelus storming down the hall, his pants thrown on rather hastily. Drusilla withdrew farther into the room, now pacing with fear. Her hands wrung together as she shook her head. "No. You're a bad, bad girl and I don't like you. Now I won't even get my come!"
Seeing her sire enter the room, Drusilla backed up against a wall, her body trembling. She whimpered as she saw Angelus take in Willow's body and the sticky wetness between her legs. He narrowed his eyes in anger and stalked towards her. "Did you make her come?" Drusilla could only think to shake her head. "Show me your hands, Drusilla." He stopped not but a foot from her.
Drusilla shoved her hands behind her as she sank down the wall. "I didn't. I haven't been bad, Daddy. I'm a good girl just like you like. See? She's all clean like you told me to make her."
"Give me your hands, Dru." When she shook her head again, Angelus stepped close, his hand extending downward and wrapping in her dark hair. He pulled her up, his other hand grabbing a wrist from behind her. Ignoring her tears, Angelus held the hand to his face. It was dry but he could smell Willow on her. "Bitch! She already had her come tonight. But you gave her another. You saw my bite, didn't you? You know what that means, you whore."
Still holding her by the hair, Angelus backhanded Drusilla. Stealing a look at Willow, Angelus saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed, her eyes filled with curiosity. She looked like she wanted a show, and Angelus was more than happy to oblige her. Angelus hit Drusilla again before throwing her across the room.
She hit the wall with a thud and slid down. Although sexual aroused, Drusilla didn't want to be punished tonight. She began to crawl for the door, intending to run to Spike's arms. Before she could make it to the door, Angelus stepped in front of her, once again pulling her up by the hair. Just as he was about to hit her again, he was tackled from the side. Dropping Drusilla, Angelus fell to the floor just as Spike's fist connected with his jaw. Spike, like Angelus was only wearing his pants.
"I thought you had NEW toys for that, mate." Angelus punched Spike, knocking the younger vampire off. Angelus did not go on the offensive, so Spike made his way to his love, helping her up, examining her face and then petting her hair. "You said that you wouldn't touch Drusilla. I don't like waking up to find you beating her."
"The stupid bitch made Willow come. She knew she wasn't supposed to."
"How did she know?"
"The mark! My bite mark. The bitch knows what it means. And I'm still her fucking sire, which means that she's mine and I can do with her as I please."
"Fuck you, Angelus. If you want me to challenge you for her, I will, and then I'll kill you, take your bloody Master title and it'll all be over. And as for Dru making your pet come, why don't you get someone else to clean her up? It's not as if we don't have minions, you know."
"Like I could trust minions. Do you ever think, Spike?"
"Aye, I do, mate. I'm thinking right now about how to kill you. You keep your hands off Dru, Angelus. She is mine." Spike continued to stroke Drusilla's hair as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"You can't kill me, Spike. You know you can't."
"Maybe not. But I can sure as hell try. Start a little war. You know that more than half of "your men" side with me. What do you say, Angelus? Want to give it a go?"
Angelus growled, knowing that Spike was telling the truth. He could start a war. Spike would of course lose, but still, it was something that Angelus wanted to avoid. "Fine. As long as she obeys me, I won't hit her."
Spike smiled. "Not good enough, mate."
Angelus growled again. "I'm not going to bargain with you, Spike."
"You're going to have to."
"Fine. She stays out of my way, I don't hurt her. Okay?" Spike raised his eyebrows expectantly. "Oh, look, I'm not going to give up my sexual right, too. That's something that you'll have to deal with."
"Fine, as long as I know when and where and I'm invited as well."
"Aww, does Spikey miss me in his bed? Just say the word and grab your ankles..."
"Right." Spike drew the word out, mockingly. "I just want to be sure that you and Dru are playing nicely. Is it a deal, or what?"
"Is what a deal?" Xander stood leaning against the doorjamb, his hair messy and the top buttons of his jeans undone.
"None of your business, Xander."
"But..."
"Angelus, your boy's not too smart." Spike turned to regard the fledging. "Why are you always challenging him? Do you WANT another beating like you just got?"
"What?"
"Yeah, see, we older vampires, we have excellent hearing. 'I'm yours, I know I'm yours!' Yeah, I heard that, mate. Along with your girlish cries." Spike smiled as he saw Xander fuming.
Xander gathered himself quickly. He licked his lips and leered at Drusilla, who was still in Spike's arms. "Yeah? I wonder, do you think you'll hear it when I fuck Dru? I mean, I've heard she's quite the screamer when she comes."
The humor drained from Spike's face. "Drusilla, baby, go wait in our room."
"But..." She took her head off his shoulder to protest.
"Pet, please." Drusilla moved to the door, but Xander blocked her way. As he pressed his pelvis to her hip, his mouth was dangerously close to her cheek. Drusilla just stood still, her fingers picking at her silk robe.
"Xander!" Angelus yelled. His fledgling just looked at him for a second before returning his attention to Dru.
Spike grabbed the boy, shoving him up towards the wall, his game face on. His face shifted back when he turned to Drusilla. "Go on, luv. I'll be there in a minute."
"Yes. I hear Miss Edith calling. But don't be too long, my Spike, for Miss Edith never plays nice for long."
Spike just smiled until she left then he turned back to Xander who was growling. "You just don't get it do you? She's not yours to be had. She never will be. And I have every right to end you if you touch her. Do you understand?" When Xander didn't answer, Spike's face morphed into that of the demon.
"Spike. It's a deal. I agree to your terms. Just go, I'll take care of him." Angelus put a hand on Spike's arm.
Spike let go of Xander, his face once again shifting back. He bent his neck from side to side, letting the bones pop. "Yeah, you had better." Spike left, returning to his room and Drusilla.
Suddenly, Angelus backhanded Xander. "I thought that you understood, boy. Didn't we just have a heart to heart earlier?"
"You didn't say anything about Drusilla."
"No? Well let me mention it now. Stay away from her. Spike would have the right to snap your neck like a twig. And I thought you were going to obey. I told you that this was none of your business, but you continued to interfere."
"I'm sorry." Xander threw Angelus a sexy, seductive grin.
"Go back to bed, now."
"Can't I play with her a little?" He pointed to the bed and Angelus turned to see Willow curled around her teddy bear fast asleep.
He returned his cold eyes to Xander. "No, you can't. Get back to bed now. And take those jeans off. I want you naked and on your knees when I come in."
When Xander had gone, Angelus walked to the bed. He brought his fist down hard on Willow's face. She woke up clutching her face. "The next time you let someone make you come after I told you that you could only come once, I'm going burn your skin off. Got it?" She nodded fiercely. "That goes for making yourself come as well. Now go back to sleep."
**
End Part Seven