Rating NC 17
Pairing Spike/Xander
Distribution: Spanderfiles, anyone else, please ask.
Disclaimer: Not mine yet. But I live in hope.
Summary: Spike wants Xander to become his willing pet, now that the chip has stopped working.
Thanks to Laazikaat for the beta
Educating Xander
by
Queenie
Spike
The meeting was in full swing when the whelp finaly arrived and I could see he'd been drinking deep again. He thought nobody knew, and it's true his so called friends never took their heads out of their own arses long enough to notice what was happening to the whelp these days, but demon here, and the boy was a real demon magnet, especially when he trod the dark side a bit like he'd been doing lately, and I couldn't take my eyes off him.
I couldn't understand why his friends hadn't seen the change in the boy. Didn't take demon senses to pick up the odor of cum that clung to him as he took a seat next to me. Boy'd been smelling like heaven since he'd lost his last minimum wage job a couple of months ago and found a whole new way to make a living down at the local gay bar. And it wasn't just serving drinks that was paying the rent on that fancy new apartment the boy had moved into, no matter what his friends believed.
I had to fight my demon down as the remains of what smelt like the cum of three men mixed with stale whiskey and the whelp's own musky male smell wafted around me. I was instantly hard. Didn't help that I could detect traces of blood in the mix too. So he's into a bit of pain with his pleasure? I made a surreptitious adjustment as my jeans became painfully tight. Well, plenty of ways I could help him with that, now the chip had stopped working. My cock twitched as a few images came to mind. I'd been free for nearly a week now but I'd bided my time, waiting for the right moment to claim my new pet.
Xander
Spike's looking at me strangely again. No, he's looking past me at Buffy. Of course. Why would anyone as sexy as Spike even notice a loser like me? I might not be very bright, like Willow, but I'm not blind, and he's a walking sex god. God, what I'd give to have him obsess over me like he obsesses over her.
I try not to wince as I sit down beside him, not that I need to make the effort, no one seems to notice that I'm walking with a bit of a limp. The third John tonight had been a bit rougher than usual but a whiskey chaser had helped numb the pain. I'd been making the cuts a bit deeper this week as well, trying to take away the emotional pain with physical, and the cuts were only half healed and still hurting. I think the rough sex had started them bleeding again.
Spike's shifting restlessly beside me. I could almost think he's grown uncomfortable in his pants, but if he has, it's not over me. He doesn't know I exist, so devoted to Buffy that he is, not that it gets him anywhere, poor bastard. Bet his hand gets a workout as often as mine does. At the thought of Spike wrapping his long fingers around his hard shaft my own jeans become painfully tight and I realise I have no idea what Giles is talking about.
Spike
Giles is droning on but all I can concentrate on is the
boy shifting and squirming beside me like he's got ants in his trousers. Oh...that smell...he's got something tucked away in those baggy britches but it's not ants. My demon's trying to break loose again and claim the boy, and I have to concentrate hard on not just taking him right there in front of them all. Gonna have to punish him for this a bit when I do finally claim him. Got a nice leather flogger in mind to start off his training, nice and gentle like, but if he keeps this up he'll be feeling the bull whip before he's much older. Fuck, that thought's got my cock trying to push its way through my zipper. Damn, but I can't take much more of this. Gonna have to take the boy tonight. His friends probably wont notice he's gone missing anyway, not 'til they need someone to do a doughnut run.
Xander
Great, meeting's over and I don't have a clue what it was about, or what demon de jeur we're supposed to be looking for. The only demon I give a damn about is getting to his feet now beside me.
"C'mon, whelp, I'll walk you home."
He's offering to walk me home again. Doesn't mean anything. Only does it to get in Buffy's good books. Beginning to wish I hadn't hit the whiskey so hard earlier this evening. The booze combined with all the blood in my body heading south is making my head swim a bit.
Spike
Whelp's not too steady on his feet. I reach out to steady him and he nearly falls into my arms. Shit, how much did he have to drink before he came here? And have his so called friends even noticed he's developing a drinking problem?
Xander
Luckily no one's looking our way as I cling to Spike for balance. He feels rock solid under my hand and I hold him a little longer than I should. He's looking at me strangely, maybe a bit concerned? Nuh, probably just weirded out and waiting for me to start walking. I can do walking. Still a bit sore, but I don't think there's anything seriously wrong, and I'm almost sure the bleeding has stopped.
Nobody's watching as we leave the house together. My friends never notice me any more. Spike sets a brisk pace that I'm having a bit of trouble keeping up with. Guess he just wants to get this irritating duty over and done with. At this lowering thought my cock shrivels.
Spike
I can taste the misery pouring off the boy and it's ambrosia to my demon. My steps speed up, I can hardly wait to get my new pet indoors, away from prying eyes. My cock is painfully hard and making it hard for me to walk, something else he will have to be suitably punished for. Of course I know there wont be a collection of whips in the boy's apartment, more's the pity, but there's more than one reason I always wear this heavy belt. Dwelling on this pleasant thought is not helping my raging hard on, so I try to concentrate on just walking.
Xander
My apartment building comes into sight and Spike speeds up. Looks like he can't wait to dump me at my door and be gone.
Spike
At bloody last! I thought we'd never get here. The whelp stops at the entrance but I've been here before and need no invitation, so I push him on ahead of me and follow him into the lobby. Thank fucking Christ we made it. I couldn't have held out much longer. Grabbing hold of his hand I haul him up the stairs to his front door.
Xander
What the fuck? I can't believe Spike's dragging me to my front door. I don't get it. Is there some demon following us I don't know about? Only demon I can see is the one snarling in my face.
"C'mon, Harris, get the bloody door open before we freeze our arses off out 'ere!"
Spike
The whelps barely got the door unlocked when I've pushed him though, slammed it behind us and plastered myself against his lovely hot body. He's putting up a token resistance but his mouth has opened under mine and I've taken control of the situation. He tastes divine, just like I knew he would.
I shift my hips a bit, lining my cock up with the hardness I can feel growing and thrust against him.
Xander
Oh fuck! Spike's wrapped around me and I must be dreaming. My cock doesn't care if it's a dream, it's just very happy at the attention. My head is spinning and if he lets go of me I'm going to fall. It just feels so good and I can't believe Spike is really doing this. Now he's licking and nibbling at my neck and I never knew doing that could feel so erotic. My hips are thrusting back against his body when I suddenly feel his face change and his fangs sink into my flesh.
Spike
That's my boy, struggle all you want, pet. You'll soon realise it's pointless. My pet's blood tastes so sweet, I have a hard time stopping the demon from just draining him dry. But I don't want that, I just want him quieted a bit, docile enough to relax and learn his new status.
Gradually his struggles slow, and I know it's safe to release him down onto the couch.
Going to educate my pet, but first I need to mark him to keep the demon satisfied and under control. Tearing his shirt off, revealing a nicely defined torso, I release the buttons on my levi's and allow my erection to spring free. His eyes go huge as he watches me wrap my fist around my cock and start to jack off. I know it wont take long, I'm so close already from the torment he's put me through tonight, the torment he's going to be paying for soon.
The picture my mind presents, Xander on his knees, arms spread and tied above his head, as I mark his back with another lash of my favorite crop sends me shooting cum all over him. The look on his face as my cum splashes onto his bare chest and face is priceless.
Xander
I can't believe this is happening. Spike's face as he jacks off, staring at me with such concentration will fuel my own personal time with my hand for years to come. No one's ever looked at me like that, like they wanted to consume me. I've never been the focus of such intensity before, and now as he starts to cum, his head tilting back with a look of pure ecstasy on his face I can't help reaching for my own cock.
Shit! Spike's free hand has shot out and taken my wrist in a grip of steel. He's still spurting cum over me and my balls are aching from the need to cum.
"No, pet, not without my permission," he says. "You gotta earn the right to cum."
I've never heard him sound so dominant, and it's having a strong effect on my cock. It's trying to stand up and beg. Spike smiles in an evil kind of way and pulls something out of his pocket.
Spike
My pet's panting slightly and looking like he's going to burst any minute. Can't have that. I suddenly remember I've got something in my coat pocket that might help with his problem. Yes! I bring out the cock and ball ring Buffy used to make me wear too often and before the boy realises what's happening I attach it firmly to his cock.
Lovely! His cock looks painful, all hard with precome oozing from it's purpling head. I know exactly how constricted and agonizing wearing that ring can feel, Buffy used to torture me with it for days at a time. Perfect!
"Well, pet, I'm guessing you realize the chip's not workin'?"
He looks a bit fearful but thanks to the cockring his erection doesn't falter.
"Now I know I always said I'd be giving you lot a painful death when I lost the chip, but I find I've changed my mind about that." My pet is losing the fearful look now and it's being replaced with a look of curiosity. "See what I'd rather have is a willing pet."
Xander
A pet!! What the fuck? I didn't think it was possible to get more turned on but I was so wrong. A pet. His pet. Me? He wants me? He's watching me with a smirk on his face, like he already knows what my answer is.
"A pet," I croak. "You want me as a pet? And you won't kill my friends?"
"That's right, pet," he agrees. "'course there are rules an' all fer ya to follow, but that's the deal."
"Rules," I repeat blankly.
"Tha's right, pet. Rules that come with punishment if ya break 'em, but there's also rewards if ya do well." Spike reaches over and squeezes my cock gently. "But ya have to earn ya rewards."
His look promises a world of pleasure and pain and it's all I can do not to throw myself onto his chest. I'm guessing I won't need to cut myself any more with Spike ready and willing to deal out punishment for breaking the rules.
"Well, as long as you promise not to kill anyone," I respond, but I know I'm not fooling him. For what he's offering I'd put up with him eating half the population of Sunnyhell. I'd feel guilty as hell, but there is no way I can refuse his offer.
"I'm not a fledge, I've got control, pet, an' I'll only hunt in the seedier part of town, thin the criminal population, so to speak. Most of the time I should be able to leave 'em only half drained."
He leans back and his eyes become heated as they slide over my body. "Think it's time for my new pet to earn a reward," he says, running a hand over his fully recovered large erection.
I gaze at his perfect cock, hard as a rock again, with a bubble of precum at the bulbous head. I lick my lips and lean forward until I can swipe a long lick with my tongue up the shaft. He reaches towards me and takes hold of my hair, just holding on. I've been doing this for money for months now, and I know I'm bloody good. My new master is in for a treat.
Spike
Fuck! I can't believe what my pet can do with his mouth. And his tongue. And oh christ! his teeth. Fucking hell, I'm gonna shoot my load again. I pull my pet's head off my cock just in time and swoop down on his mouth in a kiss designed to show him who's in charge. I also wrap my fist around his abused cock and begin to jack it off.
With the cock ring still in place he's not going anywhere, and he starts to beg so nicely."Please, Spike, need to cum, please Spike." I know his pain, I've been there so often myself when Buffy would refuse to let me cum, but I know my pet's only human and can't take as much as that bitch dealt me.
Well, looks like it's time for Lesson 1.
"Ask properly pet," I say, but he's pretty far gone what with the things my hands are doing to his cock and balls.
"Need to cum so bad, please Spike."
Twisting the fat mushroom head a little to get his attention I repeat, "Ask me properly, pet."
His eyes meet mine as he struggles to understand what I mean. Finally I see comprehension in his face. "Master, please, I need to cum so bad, please Master, let me cum."
The thrill of hearing him call me master shoots straight to my cock and I push his face down to my cock again. As his warm mouth takes me in I reach under and release the cock ring, and then pump him hard and fast. I'm coming so hard I'm seeing stars, and as my vision whites out I feel his cock pulsing in my hand. Looks like Lesson 1 has been learned fully. It's okay, though, I've got a whole lot more lessons for my pet to learn. And tomorrow I'll fetch my whips from the crypt. I'm sure my pet's gonna need a firm hand at times, and I've never believed in sparing the rod. I feel my cock twitch in anticipation.
Xander
I can't remember ever coming so hard. I still can't believe this glorious creature wants me. I'm trying to absorb it but it seems unreal. I hope he won't be squicked when he finds out I need a bit of pain sometimes. I know it's sick and wrong and bad, but I can't help it, and hopefully it won't be a total turn off for him.
The End
