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Giddy Up Buffy	By : saladied Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 29593 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A few weeks later
“Are we there yet?” Buffy asked. So far the trip proved most relaxing. The blonde was slayer was happy to have come with Willow and Tara.
“For the twentieth time Buffy, no”, replied Willow from the driver’s seat with a sigh.
A playful smile on her face Buffy thought it fun to continue her teasing. “I thought we’d be there by now”
“You do understand the concept of a road trip, right?” Tara gazed lazily through the window where she enjoyed passing the blossoming orchards, fields of grain swaying in the breeze and rustic homes where typical families tended their lawns.
“Guys, it’s been great... together with you two... but four days of rural markets and fair-trade stalls with all their organic fruit and chunky knitwear. I thought it wouldn’t be quite so dead out here in the sticks. I mean, I don’t miss the slaying, but where are all the hillbillies... doing stuff, you know?”
“Exactly what state do you think we’re in Buffy, this isn’t Deliverance you know”, Willow scoffed.
Buffy chuckled good-humouredly at her friends’ reaction, not knowing that her offhanded reaction served to put a scowl on Willow’s face.
“But once we get to Tara’s farm we can really let our hair down, enjoy some time away from the hassle and chillax.”
“Chillax? Will, you know you’re way too white to pull that off”, smirked Tara.
Buffy sat back, adjusting her stylish sunglasses, getting the conversation back on topic. “So how come you still have this farm then?”
“It belonged to my grandmother and she wanted it pass through the family. Unfortunately, my Mom died first and my grandma passed away only a couple of years ago, so it came to me as she didn’t want my asshole brothers or Dad to have part of it. She just wanted it to be for me.”
“So are you gonna sell it?”
“No. Never. My Mom was born there in the kitchen, it’s all I have left of her and I would never dishonor her memory by putting a price tag on my love for my mother.”
Buffy took of her sunglasses. “But you said yesterday that you were broke, wouldn’t selling the farm solve all your troubles?”
Tara felt hurt by the slayer’s callous question. “No. Never. It’s my farm and it always will be”
“Well I’m sure something will come along to end your money worries”, the slayer said hopefully.
“Amen to that” Tara threw a wink to her girlfriend. “Oh Will, did you finish that report?”
“Oh man”, Buffy whined as she rooted around in the cooler for a can of soda, watching the road slip past their tired wheels. “You promised, no studying and slaying on this road trip”
Tara scoffed. “Buffy, college is over for the year. And when did you last go slaying anyway?” Now she had time to really study the enigma that was Buffy she knew that this girl was perfect for their plan.
Pleased to have finally found a soda Buffy absently replied “Umm... a couple of weeks ago?”
“Seven, Buffy. It’s been seven weeks since you last went on patrol, don’t worry about it. Faith and Giles have got it covered”, Willow said.
“Well, I just wanted to spend some time with you and Tara, I just feel we’ve slipped away from each other. Now Faith and Giles are handling all the slaying I don’t really have much to do.”
“Have you thought about studying at all?”
“Ha-ha, very funny” Buffy pouted.
“Don’t open that soda either”, Willow snipped firmly, “I don’t want you spilling it in Tara’s car.”
Putting the soda back Buffy huffed, “I still can’t believe I’m not allowed to drive” Feeling defensive she crossed her arms over her chest, “Instead of bumbling along at forty, put your foot down for once, Willow”
“Yes Willow”, Tara said with a smirk, “You really should put your foot down”
Willow didn’t reply, she just basked in the unsaid meaning of the words and nodded to her girlfriend.
The time was finally right.
The time to unfurl their plot was now.
Following the plan Tara asked, “Oh baby, did you remember the cuffs and the collar?”
“Of course”
Getting curious Buffy leaned forward. “The cuffs and collar to what?”
“Oh, we’re just going to indulge in a little kinky fun while we’re away. Nothing quite like a little sun, sand and S&M” Tara shrugged, for with each mile that passed away from Sunnydale the witch could relax and let the shy wallflower character remain behind her.
“W-what?” The slayer sat there with wide eyes.
“Oh grow up Buffy, who doesn’t have a few fantasies they like to act out now and then? It’s what keeps a relationship going, it helps it grow to new levels of trust and love”
“W-what? You mean you... W-Will... is this true?”
“Buffy, we’re not kids anymore. We’re students, for goddess sake. This isn’t high school. You have to explore your horizons or else your doomed to being alone and worthless”
“I-I never did...”, spluttered Buffy.
“Which might explain why you’re so boring in bed”
Shocked by the statement Buffy could only stammer in disbelief. “W-what?”
Getting on with their plan Willow asked “Hands up in this car if you indulge in a little kinky sex?” She and her girlfriend raised their hands, “And keep them up if you’re in a committed and loving relationship. Come on, I want to count just how many of us there are”
Buffy’s mouth opened and closed as she sat dumbstruck in the back seat whilst the witches kept their hands raised.
After a few minutes of awkward silence Buffy asked “But it’s like... weird... isn’t it? You know... kinky stuff?”
“Oh Buffy, if this world made any sense then it would be men who were the ones to ride side-saddle”, Tara said flexing her fingers confidently, “There’s nothing hotter than having a girl wearing a collar while she’s over your lap or at your feet while you correct her. Now that’s fucking hot!”
“T-Tara?” Buffy asked uneasily, for even though she was seeing the real Tara, all bravado, and naughty thoughts, she couldn’t break free of the idea that the witch she knew in Sunnydale was just a charade.
“It never ceases to amaze me how you can flip so quickly between the two”, Willow smiled to her love.
“Y-you mean between the s-shy little stuttering T-T-Tara”, she replied meekly before throwing her head up and shoulders back, ”... and the dominant goddess of Mistress T?"
The redhead giggled. “That’s the one.” She felt her panties dampen as until now only she had been privy to the knowledge of her girlfriend’s true feelings, but now Tara was starting to unfurl her subtle dominance over Buffy it just made Willow reaffirm their belief that they were doing the right thing.
“What can I say? World’s best actor”, the blonde witch grinned back.
“Jesus Tara, do you like have multiple personalities or something?” the slayer said, feeling dwarfed by the full bodied verbal swagger of the voluptuous witch.
“Nothing like that... and don’t slouch Buffy!” Tara tried not to squeal in delight as the slayer shifted her spine into a more rigid stance. “ I just love to be the dominant bitch in the boudoir but I learned back in my home town to keep some things secret as people ask too many questions, it attracts too much attention and I can do without all the hassle”
“What kind of hassle?”
Tara rolled her eyes at Buffy’s naive question and turned to the back seat, feeling buoyed by the slight submission of the slayer’s body language. Signs which had been growing over the last few days, though subtle at first, such as where to eat, but this morning Tara had tested the waters and told Buffy to change into a skirt as she thought her legs were nice and should be shown off. It was just a tease but even after a lengthy pout Buffy had slipped back into the dull motel room and returned with her short denim skirt hugging her thighs.
It was all the signal Tara needed, not that she’d deviate from her plan either way, but she’d take all the help.
“When you play the dom bitch you can never be sure of who is a real friend and who’s just hanging out with you just so they can fulfil their fantasies and fetishes.” Tara slipped back into her meek pose. “L-like this... as s-shy Tara, I can find p-people who like me for b-being me, not for w-what I can do for them.” Switching back to her true self Tara said, “I want love more than anything and now I have it with Will I can let my hair down and have some fun”
“But why? It all seems to be...”
“I like to fly under the radar, for if any pics of me came out dressed in a catsuit brandishing a riding crop then people would assume someone was messing around with some photo editing software. After all, who would ever suspect the meek little T-T-Tara of being a deviant. But that’s usually why shy people are so shy. Because they have some kinky secrets and aren’t sure about exploring them or if they do come out about it, how they might be judged” Grinning the witch slipped back into her true persona, “It’s like a defense mechanism, I only let a few people through the barriers, like Will and Faith, they can know me in my natural state without all the bullshit camouflage. I like to keep a defining line between work and play”
Buffy was still stuck on the whole kink concept. “W-Willow? You like to... er... do the whole... Mistress of pain and all that too?”
“Well not the pain part” Looking in the rear view mirror Willow smirked. Buffy’s awkward squeezing of her hands told her more than words ever could. “But Tar and I have had some incredible moments with a wooden ruler, a Twister mat and a collar”
“H-how come you never told me?” Buffy squeezed out.
At this point Tara took over again. “Well, it’s not something you blurt out when you first meet someone is it? I was scared that it was just me, that there was something wrong with me. Faith showed me it was ok to be yourself, that I wasn’t alone”
Unable to process Buffy grasped at straws. “So Faith got you into it?”
“No, she just reassured me that it wasn’t weird. Up to then I thought I was alone, I know I didn’t like her at first and got all pissy with Faith. Well you remember that time the Initiative captured me and her?” Seeing Buffy nod mutely Tara continued. “Well, we were in that cell alone for two days and we started talking, like really talking, that was when I figured out I was just being all territorial over Willow and so when he rode in like a white knight...”
That shook Buffy out of her stupor. “Hey, I was there too”
“Whatever. Well, I could see how much Faith meant to him, that was when we really started to bond. That was how my eyes were opened, that it was okay to share the secret world of cuffs and role playing and the like. That there were others. Meeting Willow was like destiny, the other half of my heart that wholly accepted my kinky side”
“So... T-Tara... Willow and you... er... l-like to...”, Buffy stammered.
“Oh grow up Buffy”, Willow interrupted the slayer, “Who doesn’t have a little kinky fun now and then? You know how Faith likes to…”
“Hey, did Faith ever tell you about...” Buffy chimed in, finally coherent.
“Yes”, Both witches replied.
“But I haven’t told you what it is yet”
“Dressed as a schoolgirl and took a friggin’ bullwhip?” Willow asked.
“Okay, you know then” Buffy mumbled.
“Buffy, everyone knows that”, Tara replied, “Faith told me that the first time she met me. It was so refreshing to meet someone who was comfortable enough in themselves to not care what the world thought of her. As soon as I met her I knew we were going to get along, it didn’t take long before I could trust her enough to drop the ‘Shy-Tara’ act with her”
“And look at Faith, kinky as hell... and in a loving and committed relationship which they enjoy the hell out of”, Willow added.
Under all this verbal onslaught, Buffy’s sexual mundanity came to the fore. “B-but... surely not everyone likes to….with the cuffs….and a paddle?”
“I never said anything about a paddle” A grinning Willow nudged her girlfriend. “But it’s not just Faith, sure she’s the Queen Of Kink, and has helped us out a lot... then there’s your Mom…”
“M-my Mom?” At the mention of her mother Buffy’s stammer was back.
“Of course”, replied Willow, “Remember the Band Candy night? Her and Giles. The handcuffs. Doing it on top of a cop car?”
Buffy shuddered, “Don’t remind me”
“See, everyone does it... except you apparently. Have you seriously never done anything kinky in the bedroom?” Tara said, gazing at the slayer and feeling her own damp patch spreading on her poly-cotton blend underwear.
Buffy blushed cutely, “Well... this one time with Riley I… er... we turned the lights out”
The two lovers laughed out loud.
“That’s it?” Willow asked incredulously, whereas Tara turned around and sternly demanded “Are you being serious?”
Seeing Willow and Tara’s reaction to her intimate confession was shocking. “Er... yeah...”
Any more words were drowned out by the howls of laughter coming from the two witches making Buffy shrink into her seat.
“No doggie style? Reverse Cowgirl? Not even a strap on or anything?”, Tara chuckled, “No wonder Riley left you”
“Riley didn’t leave me”, Buffy shrieked, “We’re still together and...”
“Dammit Buffy, you don’t have to lie all the time”, Willow shouted, frustrated about Buffy’s continued reticence on the matter. The loud outcry from the perennially calm redhead even made the slayer jump back in her seat.
“What?”
“Do you wanna know why Riley really left you?”
“B-But we didn’t break up. He just went back home... t-to visit and...” By now Buffy didn’t sound so convinced. ‘Could it be?’
“Bullshit”, Willow spat over Buffy’s weak protest, “He broke up with you because you’re so boring, because you never wanted to try anything new in bed. How did he put it, Tara?”
“He said something like ‘all she wants to do is missionary style, even the Amish have better sex lives’, those might not be his exact words but it’s what he meant”, the blonde witch replied.
“H-he... he told you...”, gasped Buffy as the color drained from her face.
“Yes.” Tara was unrelenting. “And do you know why he told us?”
In response Buffy just shook her head numbly.
“He wasn’t trying to brag or anything, he told us because he wanted my help. Don’t look so surprised Buffy, you remember the magazines?” Willow felt rather smug as she heard Buffy gasp and so took the advantage, “Yep… and you threw them away. If only you had pushed the limits just a little, well, then things may have been different”
A silence descended on the car. The two witches exchanged glances and smirks. They knew they now had Buffy in a vulnerable position, they just had to wait for they knew what was coming.
Buffy swallowed hard. She’d had her suspicions about Riley but having them confirmed so unexpectedly was still bitter. And it was all her fault, another failed relationship. And to think she could have prevented this if she’d been a little more willing. Willow had tried to help her but then she hadn’t listened. “S-so... it’s normal then? To experiment with a little b-bondage and that?” Buffy finally blurted out softly.
“Of course”, Tara tried not to smile, “We can show you if you want”
“S-show me? How?”
“Ever heard of a ponygirl?”
“A what?”
“A ponygirl”, Tara repeated as she once again turned to the backseat, “It’s just something which can really open your eyes to things... and close your legs Buffy”
Buffy didn’t notice the glistening in Tara’s eyes as she slammed her thighs together, she had no desire to flash the witch her underwear. To the slayer it was nothing but to the witch it was just another signal that this beautiful young woman was the ideal subject.
“So... it’s a girl dressed like a pony? That doesn’t sound... you know... sexy?” Buffy asked incredulously.
“Quick poll, who in this car thinks that a ponygirl is sexy?” Willow and Tara raised their hands, “And who in this car is in a sexually awesome relationship and...”
The witches kept their hands raised, keeping up the pressure and, as expected, Buffy back-pedaled. “Ok, ok. I get the point. So... it’s sexy then? This ponygirl thing?”
“Hell yeah, and it’s not just the bridle and reins, it’s the whole giving of yourself to someone else that is the fun part. Having someone train you in the art of showmanship”, Tara grinned like a lion eyeing its prey, “It’s an escape from so many things. Some people unwind with a joint or a glass of vodka, but many people out there like to shed their real life and become something better. To transcend to another state where reality is nothing and obedience is king. To be tamed, yet set free at the same time”
“R-really?”
“Just think about it Buffy”, Tara said as she spotted the signpost fly past the window. “Oh, nearly there now, be about another five minutes. Take the next left, Will”
Buffy’s mind twisted and turned as the words of her two friends ricocheted around her head, the journey continued with no further words spilling out. The car turned off the road onto a little dirt track, just a confused slayer and two witches on the verge of ruining their panties.
An hour later, in the kitchen of Tara’s farm
“Just follow my lead”, whispered Tara as she heard Buffy coming down the stairs.
As the kitchen door opened, Buffy stood there transfixed as she saw the two witches engaging in the most passionate kiss she had ever seen. Their breath rattled through their bosoms as their tongues fought like duelling serpents, Willow’s eyes darted to one side and went to break the kiss but Tara simply cupped her face and held her in the lustful pressing of lips.
“Ahem” Buffy cleared her throat but the pair carried on the kiss, as if she wasn’t even there.
Trying, and failing, to ignore the lustful loving in front of her Buffy stepped forward, only to stop abruptly as her eyes landed on the table covered in all manner of what she perceived to be esoteric bondage gear. Imbued by the sexual atmosphere her fingers trailed over the leather cuffs, the glistening latex corset and the thick mouthpiece of what she identified as the kinky version of a horse bridle. There were countless other items, some of which she recognised and some she didn’t.
“Oh Buffy, it’s you” Tara’s voice startled Buffy. The slayer had been so focused on those strange items that she hadn’t noticed the parting of lips. “You should knock you know”
“Er... yeah... hi”, Buffy replied as Tara’s words snapped her from her thoughts.
“Everything ok, Buff?” Willow was so excited, it almost felt like her heart did a rhumba around her ample chest. She idly caressed her leather pants, borrowed from Faith and adjusted with a little magic to accent her smooth curves like a jealous lover.
“Erm... yeah... so...”
Walking forward, Tara picked up the collar upon which Buffy's hands had lingered only seconds before. Acting in a thoroughly dramatic fashion, she blew a few specks of dust off it. “So?” she asked, her smile spread across her features as she hummed casually, for the countdown had begun.
“This... er... ponygirl thing... you like... er...”, Buffy felt awkward as she trailed a hand over the thick leather reins in front of her two friends.
“Yep, we’ve done it before and we love it. But we’ve made a decision, we both want to be the one in control of the reins but we don’t have a ponygirl to play with and tend to. That’s where you come in”
Startled Buffy stepped away from the table. “M-me?”
“We need your help, we’ve done this to each other but it’d be much sexier to do it both together, and you want to expand your horizons, don’t you? We know you’re perfect for this” Willow enthused, towering over Buffy in the four inch glossy heels which, ironically, belonged to the slayer herself.
“W-why me?”
“You have the grace, the poise and femininity. You’re a beautiful girl Buffy and nothing heightens a woman’s beauty like showing off her full potential. Imagine a long plume on top of a harness, increasing your height, a tight corset that will show off your perfect curves. You’d be a vision of true elegance, a figure that everyone will drool over” Tara decided to stop there, anymore of this and she might break out in a fit of laughter.
Hearing the praise being heaped upon her Buffy visibly straightened up, the slayer preening at the glory of her beauty. Compared to the loneliness she felt back in the car this was heaven. Riley won't know what hit him.
“Look at me Buff”, Willow said, her voice heavy with emotion. “I need your help, Tara needs your help... and you sure as hell need ours”
“It’s a win-win situation, you help us and we help you. So what do you say?” Tara added her part.
“I... I came on this trip to… well, you know... re-connect with you Willow. Get to know Tara a little better...”
“And what better way to do both than indulge us in our fun”, Tara said encouragingly as she circled round Buffy. Willow admired her lover whose long legs looked delectable in her short skirt and knee high boots. “You as a ponygirl would be the most beautiful thing either of us would ever have seen”
The petite slayer waved her arms. “B-but I’ve never... you know... a ponygirl... really?”
Buffy was losing her defiance quickly, her resistance crumbling, the deal nearly sealed.
“Come here Buffy... I said come here”, Tara said forcefully. Her smile widened as the slayer came over to her, obediently following her pointing to stand before the long mirror in the kitchen. “Now hush, don’t say anything for a moment”
Confused Buffy stared into the dusty glass eyeing her reflection when she felt Willow to her side pulling her hair up into a high ponytail. As a scrunchy snared her locks in place Buffy felt a cool wash of leather slipping round her neck.
“W-what is...”
“We said shhhhh”, Tara said, putting her fingers to Buffy’s lips until the slayer fell silent. “Just look”
As Tara fastened the firm collar in place Willow toyed with the large ring affixed to its front, it caught in the dim glow of the oil lamps which flickered shards of light across the trio.
“Oh yes”, purred Tara as she noticed Willow’s twitching eye, “Very sexy”
“S-sexy?” Buffy was unsure, but loving the feeling of being praised by the two friends. The slayer loving the togetherness of it all.
“Yes, it really suits you, see how comfortable it is” Tara said.
“Yummy” Willow stood to the other side of Buffy, the two witches flanking the petite blonde. “Buffy, we’re all friends here, and you know how isolated we are here, no-one’s going to see you”
Buffy ran her shaky fingers over the firm leather and tried to dampen the smile tugging at her lips. She could do this.
Lost in the feeling of it all Buffy didn’t even react as Tara gave her butt a little squeeze. They were friends.
“So very sexy” Tara whispered to her lover.
Buffy smiled, realizing her fears and reluctance were just stupid. “So... what exactly does a p-ponygirl do?” she asked, thinking she might just jump in straight away.
“We’ll explain it all in the morning when we can begin properly. Right now I’m starving so I think we should start dinner”, Willow said, taking Buffy’s hand and leading her across to the cracked worktops which hadn’t been used in years.
“Ok, sure”
Buffy reached up to her neck and started to fiddle with the buckle fastened round the back of her neck.
Having none of it, Tara gently smacked Buffy’s hands away from the circle of leather. “No, leave the collar on. Get used to the feel of it” Tara smiled at the slayer. “Get used to feeling sexy, be the object of desire”
“D-desire?” Suddenly, the slayer felt strange, being the subject of twin lustful glares.
“Absolutely... so are you in?”
As Buffy stood in silence she almost sensed the wanton thoughts radiating between the two witches as her brain wrung her thoughts. ‘It’s just like putting on a different dress, perhaps do a few laps. I can run around for a bit on some reins, it’s no biggie. He-he, it might be fun’
Exhaling loudly Buffy let her head slip back, looking up and seeing the cracks in the wall she finally spilt the words from her naked lips. "Okay... I'll do it. I-I’ll be your ponygirl"
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