Second Chances

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Chapter 3

Spike promptly extended his arms in the direction of her voice. Before he could say anything or react, there was a cool circle of metal around each of his wrists and then he felt the handcuff lock shut. Buffy pulled his arms above his head and attached the other end of the cuffs to a hook on the headboard.

“Not to tight?” she asked.

“No, luv, they’re okay.” Spike failed to keep the excitement out of his voice. He heard Buffy snigger as she shifted off the mattress and walk away. “Oi, come back!” Spike turned his head, his eyes still closed and followed the sound of her high heels as Buffy walked to the foot of the bed.

“I’m not going anywhere, Spike.” Buffy breathed into his ear.

“Christ!” Spike yelped surprised as how quietly Buffy had moved.

“Now, Spike, I believe we were discussing how bad you were to screw Harmony again.” Buffy whispered again in his ear, her warm breath tickling him as she pressed a kiss to his lobe before nibbling on it.

“Uhhh…” The sensation of her soft lips robbed the normally verbose vampire of any words. He arched his back. Muscles rippled down his straining arms and ribs as Spike pulled against the cuffs at his wrists. He let out a very unmanly squeak at the sensation of Buffy’s fingers ghosting down his chest and stomach. They stopped at the base of his aching cock and tangled in his soft brown curls.

Buffy threaded her fingers through the nest of curls, not touching Spike’s now purple cock. Spike’s erection throbbed and twitched. Thick veins ran up the sides and the head pushed out from under his foreskin. A clear drop of pre-cum trickled out and ran down the side.

Unable to resist, Buffy leant over and laved one of Spike’s nipples with her warm tongue. She then caught it with her teeth and gently bit down, causing Spike to jerk in his bonds and groan.

“Christ, luv… I’m gonna cum if you keep teasing me like this…” Spike moaned.

Buffy pulled back from his chest and frowned down at Spike’s wriggling form. His eyes were scrunched shut as he tried to control himself. ‘Can’t have that now can we?’ Buffy reached over to the pile of toys she had brought to the bed and grabbed a metal ring.

Reaching over, she caught hold of Spike’s cock, pumping her hand up and down for a while. Spike’s hips rose and fell, following the motions of her hand. He groaned in relief as he felt his balls tightening. But before Spike could find his release, Buffy quickly wrapped the cock ring around him and snapped it shut.

Spike’s eyes flew open and he growled in frustration. “Buffy, please…” he begged. He looked down at his aching dick and whimpered. It was trapped in a vice-like grip at the base by the metal ring, which had effectively stopped him in his tracks. The metal parts of the ring shone in the firelight as he looked up at his temptress. Buffy grinned wickedly down at him, her hair tousled from leaning over and kissing him. But more interestingly, her rose tinted nipples had popped out of her corset with her earlier movements and were tantalising him. He whimpered at the sight of the succulent morsels, he adored so much.

“What, Spike?” Buffy’s eyes widened innocently as she watched his cock jerk impotently against its metal cr. “r. “You said I could do anything to you. And right now, I think I’m gonna ride you like a pony until you are broken in properly.”

Spike’s blue eyes darkened with excitement and frustration. “Will you let me cum, too?”

Buffy shook her head. “No, not until you’re begging me and, even then, I’ll probably make you beg a little more.” With that, she leant over and offered her breasts to Spike’s watering mouth.
Spike groaned and then began to lick his way across the soft mounds of flesh, searching for the hard pink nubs he had spotted earlier. ‘Finally…’ He wrapped his lips around one of Buffy’s nipples and sucked hard, knowing that it drove her wild.

“Spike! No fair I waas… ohh right there… I was trying to be a domme!” Buffy wilted over him and moaned.

Spike grinned against her nipple and continued to suckle hard. Buffy quivered and moaned. ‘Oh yeah, I’m still the Big Bad…’ Spike thought as he nudged his nose into Buffy’s breast and bit down gently.

Buffy squeaked and sat up. “Ow! That’s not playing fair!” She reached behind her and pulled a long peacock feather from off the nightstand.

“Buffy, no!” Spike tried to curve away from the long feather. He tried not to laugh as Buffy trailed the feather down his side and failed miserably.

“Spike, repeat after me! ‘I am a bad vampire. Buffy is my goddess. I will never think about that vamp hoe bag again!’”

"I’m a bad hee… hee… vampire.” Spike giggled pathetically as Buffy ran the feather across his chest and circled his tightening nipples. “I will nevvvvverrr think about…ahhhh no not there, please, luv!” Spike voice raised as Buffy circled the feather around and up his aching dick. Spike’s entire body convulsed, his legs shot up and curled protectively around his much-abused cock.

“Spike! You didn’t say it all…” Buffy pouted at the quivering mess curled up on the bed. She trailed the feather across the soles of his feet.

“Ahhh! I’ll never think or mention anything about that vamp hoe bag again, I promise.” Spike yelped as his eyes rolled back.

“Good boy,” Buffy sniggered, she patted Spike on the head and tossed the feather away. “Lay flat again.”

Spike uncurled and stretched his legs out again. He glanced over at his tormentor and gasped. Buffy had loosened the top of her corset and it now lay open, framing her breasts. “God, you look amazing…”

“I know,” she replied smugly and straddled his waist. She kneltr Spr Spike, not touching him. Buffy ran her fingers through her hair and thrust her breasts upwards as she arched her back. Spike arched hick fck futilely, trying to reach for her bobbing breasts. Dropping his head back onto the pillows, he growled. His eyes flashed gold for a brief second.

Buffy shivered at the sensation and sat suddenly on his groin. She rubbed herself against him, coating his curls with her excitement. Spike sniffed the air and moaned happily at the strong scent of his darling girl’s arousal. His still hard cock nestled against her backside as Buffy slid back a bit.
She reached to her hips and pulled the tiny black ribbons that held her thong to her hips. Pulling the sopping material from between her legs, Buffy leant forward and draped them over Spike’s panting mouth. He groaned happily at the scent and taste of her juices. He sucked on the fine silk happily.

“Ready, Spike?”

“For whaaaaaaa…” Spike’s toes curled into the velvet throw as his cock was suddenly enveloped by Buffy’s warmth. He threw his head back at the sensation of heat enveloping him, her disguarded panties slid off his gasping mouth.

Buffy grunted as she sank down on his cock. Leaning forward slightly, she rocked on his pubic bone, rubbing her swollen clit against her shaking lover. “Hmmm…” she groaned happily as sparks of pleasure ran up her spine.

Spike wrapped his hands around the cold metal bars of their bed and watched as Buffy rocked herself on him. His cock was surrounded by her tightness and her juices poured out, pooling where they joi joined.

Buffy put her hands on his chest and grlly lly began to rise and fall, using the strong muscles in her legs to help her. Spike tried to firstly, not vamp out and secondly, not to whimper like a puppy. He panted loudly and then clenched his teeth. Thick cords stood up in his neck as Spike threw his head back.

“Open your eyes, Spike, and watch me,” Buffy ordered gently.

‘She’s trying to kill me through pleasure…’ Spike opened his eyes and gasped at the sight of Buffy riding him. Unable to help himself he glanced down and watched his cock slide in and out her, it was coated in her juices. His eyes trailed up her body and met Buffy’s amused eyes.

“Like what you see?”

Spike nodded, unable to speak. He was mesmerised at the sight of his captive cock, disappearing into her molten depths.

“Wanna see more?” Buffy teased. She ran her hands over her silk encased thighs, the stockings rasping against his legs as she moved up and down, sending shivers up his spine.

Spike nodded. The normally verbose vampire was struck dumb by the dominatrix riding him relentlessly, she was really gonna ride him hard and put him away wrung out and wet!

Buffy smirked and raised a honey coloured brow, aware that she was mimicking her frazzled lover’s mannerisms. She grasped the corset at the top and ripped it off her body, her breasts bounced with sud sudden movements. Without breaking her striBuffBuffy continued to ride Spike into the mattress. She grinned quickly and rippled her muscles around Spike’s erection.

Running her fingers up her sides, Buffy cupped her breasts and began to tease her rosy nipples.
They hardened even more under her ministrations. Spike licked his lips, his mouth aching to wrap itself around the tempting morsels. He tried not to feel envious of her fingers touching her perky breasts and tweaking her hard nubs. Something he adored doing…

Buffy watched the vampire closely. She could sense that he was rapidly approaching the point where he would usually come with a mighty roar. But the metal ring cinched around the base of his dick was stopping him. Buffy slid down one more time and then halted.

“Waaa… what are you doing?” Spike asked. His eyes clouded with passion and unfulfilled lust. “Buffy, please… I’ve been a bad puppy. Let me go and I’ll mak up up to you.” Spike mentally sighed at the pleading tone of his voice, but by this point, he had decided that his dignity had pretty much flown out of the window.

“Spike, shhhh… I’m concentrating.” Buffy grinned.

“Yeah, on dusting me through sexual agony!” Spike muttered.

“I heard that…” Buffy sing-songed. “Just for that!”

“What? Buffy, luv, what are youuuu!” Spike’s voice rose dramatically at the sensation of Buffy rotating her hips in small circular motions. “Oh, sweet, bloody hell…” Spike’s eyes rolled back in his head and his hips jerked upwards, seeking his release, one denied him by the vixen straddling him. Buffy leant forward and dug her nails into the skin surrounding his rock hard nipples. She gently kneaded them like a kitten. At the same time, her new position forced Spike’s imprisoned cock against a hidden bundle of nerves inside her, which he was so adept at locating and, with a shudder, she came, her eyes never leaving Spike’s.

Spike was in complete agony. He watched his gorgeous tormentor come all over him. His balls were tight against his body as thriedried to find release. His heels scrabbled on the velvet cover. His cock could feel every flutter of his lover’s muscles. And the heat…the heat of her tight channel was burning him. He could smell her excitement and groaned.

Buffy gradually recovered and pushed herself shakily upright. She shimmied her hips slightly and Spike sank even further into her.

“Mmmm… that was nice,” she moaned happily.

“Nice? Nice! For you maybe, luv. But Buffy please let me go! I need to touch you…taste you.” Spike abandoned his usual coolness and begged her. Every muscle in his body was aching. He half-heartedly tugged at the handcuffs, which, now dug into his wrists. This action caused him to move his hips and Spike’s cock jabbed Buffy, she shivered.

“Nope…I believe you might still be thinking about Harmony!” Buffy teased, knowing only too well that Spike wasn’t, but she wanted to prolong their fun and games. Buffy wanted to see how far Spike could go before he broke.

“Harmony who? I promise, luv, you are the only one for me…” Spike whimpered. He looked up at his flushed goddess and trembled at the sensual sight she presented.

“I know, Spike… you really want me to stop?” Buffy smiled gently at her vampire, offering him an option to stop. Secretly, she hoped he would refuse and to her delight after a moment’s hesitation, Spike shook his head. “GooBuffBuffy exclaimed as she sat back firmly on his imprisoned erection and clenched her inner muscles hard in rippling waves. Running her fingers down her now sweating body, she reached between her legs.

“No don’t… stop… it’s too much…” Spike beggedBuffBuffy rotated on his rigid cock, which was still prevented from finding its release. A release he was beginning uspeuspect would be a long time coming.

“I can, and I will…” Buffy reached down and began to circle her clit with one finger. It was swollen with arousal. Spike watched, mesmerised, he shifted slightly and moaned. Buffy’s internal muscles began to flutter again as she gradually began to peak, again. Her breasts swelled slightly and her skin took on a rosy glow.

“Please, let me cum with you…” he begged.

Buffy shook her head and began to rub harder, he could hear fingers as they fondled her erect clit, her juices trickled onto his groin, anointing him with her arousal. Marking him as hers… With her other hand, she reached behind her and cupped Spike pulsating balls, which were still drawn tightly against his body. Buffy smiled wickedly, he was so close and yet so far. She gently rolled them in her hand and then slid her fingers behind them and massaged the sensitive area between his balls and his ass, determined to torture him completely. It was an area that she had been ignorant about until Spike had shown her, and his electric reaction to her first tentative exploration had fascinated her. Now Buffy zeroed in on the sensitive area as often as she could. Just so she could watch her vampire turn into a puddle of jelly on their bed. It usually only took on brush with her fingers to achieve that!

Spike’s brain overloaded with sensations, his body was aching for release but the metal ring around his rock hard dick std hid him. Buffy’s wicked fingers were now pressing down hard. Spike’s eyes shut and he saw stars. He both rejoiced and dammed himself forever showing her his weak spot. Buffy never left it alone when they were curled around each other.

Buffy’s muscles tightened around him, and the familiar breathy sounds that were a precursor to her coming filled the room. Buffy relished the velvety hardness that throbbed and twitched inside her. She could feel every vein and the slight curve rubbed her as she moved her hips slightly. Unable to stop herself, Buffy let out a tiny grunt of pleasure as sparks of pleasure flooded her senses. She groaned loudly as her fingers stalled and pressed down hard.

Spike’s eyes snapped open at the sound of her groan. He watched greedily as his Slayer shook and wailed around him. The sight of her coming all over him was too much. The pressure of her fingers on his sensitive spot was becoming harder to resist. Spike’s balwitcwitched as they tried to find their release. His cock hardened even more as it pulsed and shook. The combination of Buffy’s inner walls fluttering against his raging hardon, which throbbed impotently against the cock ring and the happy noises she made as she came again were too much. The sensations she was evoking where over whelming Spike his cock and body trying to find their release were overwhelming Spike’s mind. He howled loudly, his pale body, jerked and strained against his bonds and his lust darkened blue eyes rolled back in his head. After a second he lunged upwards, forcing his dick even further into Buffy’s receptive body. Spike snarled and vamped out briefly before his mind shut down.
It was too much…

More to come soon I promise! Look forward to hearing what you all think of Second Chances chapter 3.

Karen thanks for the review. Have to say as soon as I heard the cookie dough line in Buffy all I could think was hmmm who will frost her cookies once she'd done baking? Once I started writing Second Chances the line just crept in!