Three's Company | By : Moonliteyes70 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 8690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Patrol was turning out to be a bust and Buffy found herself indeed way beyond frustrated realizing that all the vamps must’ve been laying low after her week-long rampage on their population. Deciding it was too early to head back to the house, only being around 11 pm knowing the girls would still be awake and she didn’t want to see them if she could help it (not until she had a chance to work off some of this lust she had for the two of them with the help of her new yet finely broken in vibrator) Buffy began walking around downtown wondering who Glory’s human host might be. Walking past the Biltmore Luxury Hotel the preoccupied Slayer bumps into someone coming out the door and catches the small person before they can hit the ground saying, “Oh, I am so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” only to jump in surprise as she recognizes the ugly face under the hat that had been knocked askew when she bumped him. Smiling up her with glistening beady eyes Glory’s little minion says, “Oh, but it is perfect that you have run into me Slayer. Her most magnificent one, Glorificus would like to have a word with the most undeserving Slayer.” causing her to frown angrily as she picks him up by the scruff of his neck grating, “Then I guess you should take me to her most nasty skankiness, Toad.” Using his body to open the grime covered door Buffy asks him with a shake of his body hanging from her fist, “Where is she, Toad?” and the minion squeaks, “Room 320, penthouse.” as the Slayer marches toward the stairs seeing the out-of-order sign posted at the dilapidated elevator not even deigning to look at the oblivious desk clerk as her drools on his dirty magazine behind a counter that was made out of a sheet of plywood laying across to construction horses. Not stopping to knock as her ire with the Hell-goddess has reached an all time high Buffy kicks the door in tossing the squealing minion ahead of her as she steps into the room to see Glory staring at her in surprise so she says, “Toad here, tells me you wanted to have a chat, but ya’ know – I’m not the chatting type of girl.” and she launches herself at the goddess who actually catches her by the neck before Buffy can connect with her. Holding the Slayer out at arm’s length Glory tips her head to the side squeezing Buffy’s throat saying, “I could squeeze your little neck until your lovely little head pops off, Slayer.” But she stops to allow Buffy to pull in some much needed oxygen before telling her, “But – I don’t want you dead yet, no – I’d like you to tell me where my Key is first, then, well – we’ll have to see.” Finally able to wheeze out a sentence Buffy hanging onto the Hell-goddess’s wrist with both hands says, “Won’t tell you a thing bitch – so kill me now.” and Glory giggling madly gives her an evil grin as she swings the light weight Slayer around to throw her against the far wall though she refrain from using all her godly strength. Hitting the wall hard enough to leave a body sized dent in the crumbling plaster Buffy crumples to the wall dazed seeing two of everything as her eyes blur and she hears, “Chain her to my bed. Oh, and Todao make sure she doesn’t escape you or you’ll be the next addition to the “Stupid Wall”.” then tries to focus on the wall Glory seems to be pointing at to see the mutilated remains of the Crazy goddess’s last favorite minion before passing out and slumping against the wall. Dragging the Slayer’s body into his Mistress’s bedroom to unclothe her and put her on the bed, Todao begins to place heavy manacles around her wrists to latch onto the large link chain he pulls up from each corner post of the bed and mumbles, “Stupid wall, stupid Slayer, get hers now though, most high Glorificus will see to that.” as he pulls the chain tight causing her to be laid out spread eagle. Going over each cuff three times to make sure she is secure he turns to kick the unconscious woman in the ribs muttering angrily, “Ugly, stupid mortal.” as he moves out of the room continuing his silent muttering of his disdain for the “ugly” Slayer the whole way.
TBC
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