Control

He had me on my knees, handcuffs around my wrists and wrapped around the iron headboard. My hair was wrapped twice around one hand, the other splayed out across the small of my back, holding me into place. I could have broken the cuffs and pushed him away, but I knew better. This was my punishment.

He carefully lined himself up with my entrance, I was getting excited by his rough treatment, though I was no where near wet enough to accommodate him when he suddenly rammed his 10 inch long, 3 and ½ wide cock into my tight pussy. I cried out in mixed pleasure and pain as he began to merciless ram into me with all the vampire strength he could muster.

Pounding me brutally, he yanked my head back, looking into my eyes, “That’s a good little slut.” He grunted, leaning up to pull and twist on my nipples. I moaned as he pinched my most sensitive spot. “Oh god” I moaned out in response to his actions. “You are my dirty slut, aren’t you Slayer ??” He demanded as he licked my neck. “Tell me, daddy’s little whore, aren’t you ??”

I could hardly understand his words, the ecstasy of his huge, hard as steel cock hammering at my sore pussy was making coherent thought nearly impossible. “Tell me.” He growled, giving my hair another sharp yank. “Oh god, oh yes Spike, I’m your slut, I’m daddy’s little whore. God, punish me daddy, just a little harder.”

I moaned, the pleasure was already closer to the side of pain, but I did feel guilty, I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying this quite as much as I was and he knew that calling him daddy reminded me of Drusilla, another part of the punishment, making me be like her so I wasn’t always sure which of us he was thinking about while he was fucking me. Sometimes, but only when he was extremely pissed off at me, he’d even whisper her name once or twice at the beginning just to remind me that I might not be the one he was thinking about.

“That’s a good little whore, you tell daddy what you want, and I just might make it happen.” He whispered slowing his movements and twirling his hips, making me moan again. “I want to suck your cock daddy, suck it hard all the way down my through, I want to choke on your huge chuck of meat. Then I want to ride you hard, until you see stars, I want to ride you until your empty and can’t get hard again.”

He chuckled, his deep baritone voice making my pussy clench as he suddenly began hammering into me hard and fast. “You know that that could take days luv. Tell me more you fucking little slut.” I paused gasping for breath as the pleasure poured through me. “I want to … to, oh god” I moaned again, his fingers sliding down my stomach to give my clit a hard tug, making me yelp, bringing me back to earth.

“I want to give you pleasure, I want to give you the most incredible sex you’ve ever had, I want you to bite me. Drink as much as you like, even if I pass out, I want you to keep fucking my lifeless body. You own me, I’m yours to use as you’d like, your pleasure is all that matters to me anymore. If it would make you happy, drain me. Make me your third slayer. ” Those words were his undoing as he grunted and began to shoot his cool cum into me.

He rolled off me when he was done, laying next to me panting. My pussy was screaming for relief but I ignored it. “Look at me Buffy.” He commanded, I looked into his eyes. “I love you, you know I do and these little games we play are just part of the fun. I love drinking your sweet blood, but I would never, ever drain you. You’re my goddess of the light, you know that. Do you honestly think I would do that to you ?? ”

Some of his fear and insecurity showing in his eyes. I smile sweetly and shake my head, answering honestly. “No, I know you wouldn’t, I trust you. I just know how much it turns you on when I say it.” I giggled as he smiled in relief. “Good, have you learned your lesson Buffy ??” He asked serious once again. “Yes, I’ll try harder to be good.” I whispered, tears in my eyes. “Alright, good girl.” He said leaning up to uncuff me, I instantly crawled down to lick him clean, then he pulled me into arms, both of us falling asleep, content to be together.


He was slowly breaking me down so that he would be the only one I had left, so that I really would belong in the dark with him. And I was letting him. I craved the pain and the dark that he was offering me. In truth, I did want to be like Drusilla. I want us to only have each other, to take care of each other, to be helpless and know that he will always keep me safe, to be his little plaything but also his most cherished treasure. I know that he will always take care of me. I want to be in the dark with him, I want the pain he inflicts on me. I know that once he feels he has properly broken me, he’ll become more gentle with me, treat me with tender love and affection. As much as I like the painful games we play, I can’t wait for those days.


He’s half awake as I feel his hand in my hair, gently tugging me awake, and guiding my mouth down to his once again rock hard cock. The velvet head brushing against my lips, the salty taste of his pre cum beading on the tip, I sigh in pleasure as I take him into my mouth, eager to please him again and only slightly hoping that he might decide I deserve to have him relieve the throbbing ache in my pussy.

I don’t have to wait to long for that answer. After bobbing on his cock, taking him all the way down for 5 minutes, I feel his fingers began to probe the sopping folds of my tender flesh, I smile around his cock, with renewed eagerness I take him in so that my nose is buried in his black curls as he rams his fingers in and out of me, I can’t wait for him to make me explode. But until then, I’m just going to try to stay conscious while I suck his long, thick cock down my through.