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After the end	By : Eagleblaze Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Tara/Willow Views: 2350 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Willows eyes widened, her heart jumping.
"W-What..? T-T-Tara..?" Buffy put an arm on her leg, frowning at her solemnly.
"She's back, Will.. Shes alive." Willow felt as if she had been struck - A feeling she knew well.
"B-But I s-saw her.. I wa-watched her.. I h-held.."
"We dont know how it happened… But shes back." Willows breathing quickened, her heart leaping in joy, but her stomach flopping with fear. If Tara was back.. Her world would finally be righted. But what would Kennedy do? She got so upset over a simple photo.. And ripped it up. Willows heart sank. She loved Tara so much.. She was her everything… But Kennedy got so mad.. She couldnt put her in danger. She couldnt let Kennedy anywhere near her. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up at her friends,
"I.. I can't." She choked out tearfully, "K-Keep her a-away from here.." The scoobies eyes widened in shock,
"What?! This is TARA, Willow!" Dawn exclaimed. Willow swallowed a sob, going to the door and opening it shakily.
"I think it w-would be best if you l-le-left now.." Xander narrowed his eyes, walking out reluctantly, though Dawns face filled with rage.
"How can you do this?!" Dawn screeched at her, Buffys eyes widening as she moved swiftly to hold her back. Willow flinched, tears slipping out. "How can you do this to her?! I thought you loved her!" Once Buffy had pulled her sister from the house, Willow quickly closed the door, collapsing to the ground and sobbing.
"Tara.."

***

"What did she say?" Tara asked desperately. She had been pacing the entire time they had been gone, worrying over what Willow would say. Buffy looked at her solemnly, waving to a chair.
"You.. You should sit down." Taras heart sank. "She.. She told us.. To keep her away from you… and her house." Tara felt her body stiffen in shock and hurt, her mind whirling.
"W-Wha-what..?" Buffy closed her eyes,
"I'm.. I'm so sorry Tara.." How could this happen? The woman had said that Willow was in trouble, and needed her. She had been taken from heaven to help her… How could it be that Willow was sending her away? She clenched her face, forcing her tears to stay back.
“No.” She hissed between her clenched teeth. Buffy, Xander and Dawn exchanging glances.
“Tara.. you cant just say ‘no’..” Xander said solemnly. Tara got up roughly, running her hands through her long blonde hair.
“This isnt right! She needs me!” She raged, pacing the room, “There must be something really wrong! Shes in trouble!” Buffy sighed,
“Shes with Kennedy -” Tara winced at the name, but turned, locking her gaze on hers. “- Shes a slayer.. Will will be okay..” Tara sighed in defeat, sinking back into the chair.

***

The smell of fast food burgers filled her senses from where she lay on the bed, her eyes staring up at the ceiling blankly.
“Honey, I'm home!” Kennedy called cheerily, setting the bag of food on the table before entering the room. She frowned, climbing in next to her, paying no attention to her flinch as she wrapped her arms around her beaten body. “Whats wrong sweetie?” Willows tears finally broke through at the pet name she loved hearing from Taras mouth, come from the name of the woman who had just beaten her a couple hours before. What was she supposed to tell her? That the love of her life was back, so she had to leave her? Kennedy would never allow that. She knew that. If she did say that, the beating would be worse than before, and last for longer. She flinched again as Kennedy kissed her, getting up. “Lets get some food in that skinny body,” Willow got up numbly - this was her life now. Follow everything Kennedy wanted - do whatever. There was no worth left in anything else. If Tara were truly back, she had ruined any chance she had by protecting her from Kennedy. She nearly bumped into Kennedys back, fear rushing through her at her tense stance, her hands clenched at her sides. She followed her gaze to the couch, her heart dropping like a rock when she saw a bracelet, the smell of perfume staining the air.
“Kennedy it isnt -” She started, squealing as she got shoved backwards, falling to the ground, yelping as her hurting body hit the hard surface.
“This isnt what it looks like?” Kennedy hissed, advancing on her as she attempted to crawl back. “Tell me then, what IS this?!” Willows voice caught in her throat. No matter what she said, there was no getting out of this. She decided to use honesty - but leave out the part about Tara.
“B-B-Buffy and t-the g-gang we-were here e-earlier..” She stammered, wincing as Kennedys face twisted in anger.
“I thought i told you I didnt like guests - especially them - while i'm not home?” Willow gasped as she straddled her harshly, digging her nails into her arms. “What was so important that you decided to let them in?” Willow forced her lip to stay still, gulping,
“I-It l-lo-looked ser-serious.. S-Some mo-monster..” Kennedy scoffed, grabbing her hair harshly. She squeaked in pain, trying to avoid her harsh gaze. She shoved her away, getting up quickly.
“Strip and lean over the counter. Keep your ass in the air.” Willows lip quivered, seeing her grab a wooden paddle out of a drawer. It was black, with two long slats in it to increase the speed as one struck. She struggled up, stripping off her comfy clothes before leaning over the counter, grasping the sides tightly before raising her ass, whimpering as she attempted to balance on her toes. “Do you know why i'm going to do this?” Willow whimpered softly,
“S-So i-i do-dont m-m-mess up an-and ge-get hu-hurt..” She heard Kennedy pat the paddle against her hand, testing it.
“Exactly. This is for you, Willow.” There was a whistle in the air as the paddle was swung with nearly slayer strength, connecting with her left cheek painfully. She shrieked, struggling to stay up as tears slid out of her eyes. “Why did you let them into our house?” Willow squeezed her eyes shut,
“I-I th-thought ther-there was da-danger..” She lied shakily, shrieking as the paddle hit the other cheek with a smack.
“Did you know it was wrong?” Kennedy asked evenly, not looking away from her quickly reddening ass. She didnt give Willow time to answer before laying another stinging hit to the side of her ass cheek.
“Y-Yes!” Willow shrieked out in pain, the shrieks echoing loudly as Kennedy smacked her ass with the paddle several more times, until the red was turning black. Willow’s ass felt as if it was on fire, pain flowing through her in waves. She sobbed shakily as Kennedy turned her around, lifting her up to set her on the counter top. She whimpered as her welts hit the cool surface, crying harder when Kennedy started to push her back. She knew what was to come. Kennedy didnt bother asking any questions before starting to beat her breasts with the paddle, catching her nipple every now and then, drawing screams galore. When she stopped, Willow could barely breathe, her air coming in with gasping sobs. She had thought that the beating on her ass was bad - but this was infinitely worse. The pain was much worse on her sensitive flesh, especially when the hard wood would catch her exposed nipple. When Kennedy pushed her thighs apart, she completely fell apart, screeching and sobbing for her not to. Even though her plees were full of pain and misery, Kennedy paid no attention.
“Were you planning on lying to me about this?” Willow gulped shakily, yelping as the paddle hit her inner thighs, showing Kennedy’s next intention. “I asked you a question.”
“Y-Ye-Yes..” Willow finally gasped between sobs, screaming in agony when Kennedy whipped the paddle down on her exposed pussy, catching her clit, which was still sore from the other night. Kennedy didnt delay before grabbing her, yanking her off as she sobbed loudly, throwing her to the carpeted ground in the bedroom, grabbing the strap-on as her eyes widened in horror, “N-No! P-Ple-Please! I-I c-c-ca-cant t-take i-it again!” She pleaded, whimpering when Kennedy didnt back down.
“On your hands and knees.” She commanded, her gaze unwavering as Willows heart seemed to stop. They had never done anal - and to try it TONIGHT of all nights?! When her ass was blackened and bruised?! She knew that Kennedy wouldn't be gentle - she was mad. Kennedy scoffed, grabbing Willows hips in a tight grip once the strap-on was in place. “I dont like this bad behavior lately, Willow.” She hissed in her ear, smirking slightly at her shiver. “I’m going to cuff you to the bed after tonight, until i'm sure i can trust you.” Willows stomach flopped, but she didnt have time to fret over that, as Kennedy thrust the entire length of the strap-on into her damaged asshole. She screamed loudly in agony, trying to claw her way away as Kennedy held her hips tightly, thrusting in and out harshly. Her scream got more high-pitched as she felt herself tearing, the smell of blood filling the air as it coated the strap-on. Kennedy grunted as she continued to brutally assault her back side, digging her nails into her bruises. As Kennedy began to come, she thrust harder and faster, driving Willows face into the ground from the pain and push of the strength. As Willow felt herself start to pass out, she welcomed it. An escape from the pain.

***

“Tara, we talked about this!” Xander yelped, following her as she stormed towards the car. “She told us to keep you away!” Tara pulled the door open, climbing in and shoving the keys into the ignition.
“She said that to YOU, I want to see if she can say it to my face.” Xander stared helplessly at the car as she drove away.

***

She groaned, moving her head to the side, only to hear chains clank. Tears quickly came back as well as the pain, {:} Oh goddess! She really DID cuff me to the bed! {:} She thought, panicked. She pulled against the two cuffs, biting her lip as they cut into her wrists painfully. She tried to level her breathing, {:} Oh Goddess.. How am i supposed to eat? How am i supposed to use the bathroom?! {:} The last question was answered as she shifted with a moan, feeling the material of an adult diaper rub against her sore flesh. Her cheeks flushed in humiliation, Kennedy was really serious about this. She jumped with a small squeak as there was a pounding on the door.
“Willow?” A sweet voice called, warming her heart and making it beat faster at the same time. {:} Oh Goddess… Shes really back.. Shes really alive.. {:} She thought giddily, trying to yell out to her.
“Tmmph!” Her breathing caught as she noticed the gag tied around her head, making it impossible for her to make more than a couple muffled noises. The pounding started again, and Willow thrashed against the cuffs. If she were to stay here, Kennedy would come back and do god knows what to her. “TMMPH!! HMHLP!” She attempted to scream, sobbing shakily when it made little noise.

***

Tara took a deep breath before knocking on the door, shifting uncomfortably as she waited for an answer.
“Willow?” She called hesitantly, waiting again. She knocked again, louder. She waited, her heart jumping to her throat in dismay. She could hear the sounds of bedsheets being thrashed against, and the sound of moans from Willow. {:} Good job Tara! Way to stumble upon them having sex! {:} She brought her hand to her lips to stifle a soft sob, turning to run back to the car.

***

She heard a car start up quickly, then speed away, and her heart fell. Tara was gone. She clutched the cuffs with her fingers as tears built up again quickly. It was good, in a way, that Tara had left. If Kennedy came back, she would be horribly hurt and angry, and might harm Tara. But at the same time… She felt a strong longining. All she wanted to do was run into Taras arms, and cry all her grief and pain out. Since that terrible day in the bedroom at Buffys house, her biggest wish was for Tara to come back. For her to be able to hold her and tell her everything would be okay.. But then she got with Kennedy. After the first was destroyed, they went off to start a life together.. Even though it never felt truly right to Willow. Kennedy showed how much she loved her every day and night. She went to such big measures to keep her from messing up again, and made love to her every night. And she was being selfish. Wishing for the lover she had lost a long time ago… For Tara. She should be focusing on Kennedys love for her… And instead, Tara had gotten pulled out of Heaven as Buffy was… And deep down, Willow knew it was her fault. She reduced to shaking sobs on the bed, ducking her head. She didnt deserve anyones love… She should be left here to starve and waste away in her own wilth. All she did was bring suffering and pain.

***

Tara stormed into Buffys apartment, ignoring the startled calls as she ran into the room that had prepared for her, slamming the door. She threw herself onto the bed, curling into herself and starting to sob. She knew that Buffy and the others had told Willow that she was back - But obviously she didnt care, since she was spending the day having sex with Kennedy. She had thought that maybe Willow was just in denial, because she hadnt seen her for herself.. But obviously, she didnt care. Maybe, it would be better if she let her soul go back to heaven. Buffy was probably right.. Willow had Kennedy… She'd be fine.

***

By time Kennedy came home, Willow was still crying weakly on the bed, the smell of her own urine filling the air. Her stomach begged for food, but she couldnt get out of the cuffs. Kennedy dropped something on the kitchen table, then strolled into the room. Willow looked up tearfully, sobbing in humiliation as Kennedy changed her, then left her nude. Kennedy sat down on the bed beside her, staring at her through narrowed eyes.
"Why are you whining?" She snapped, and Willow flinched, whimpering quietly.
"I-I-I'm h-hu-hungry.." She stammered, her stomach growling to prove it. "A-And m-my b-bo-body is s-stiff.." Kennedy rolled her eyes,
"I can bring you food - But I dont know if i can trust you yet." Willow whimpered again, more tears slipping out as Kennedy got up and went to the kitchen. She came back with a fast food burger, unwrapping it and bringing it to her mouth. Willows lip quivered, but she opened her mouth to take a bite, since it was obvious that Kennedy wasn't going to uncuff her to let her eat. The burger eased her hunger, but it was still there, since she hadnt been able to eat anything else all day. Kennedy threw the wrapper out, then climbed above her. "You must have been pretty bored today.." Kennedy teased, nibbling on her ear and rubbing her pelvis over her stomach with a low growl. Willow blinked tears away, knowing that Kennedy was in a primal mood - so she wouldn't be gentle. Probably quite the opposite. Kennedy quickly stripped off her own clothes, rubbing her wetness against her again. Willow felt her body start to react as Kennedy nipped down her body, engulfing her left breast in her mouth, sucking it until it was raw and bruised, smirking at her whimpers as pleasure built up in her. Kennedy bit down with blunt teeth until she cried out. Despite the pain and distress the treatment was causing, her other breast begged her for attention. Kennedy rubbed against her again, looking her in the eyes as she laid a bruising kiss to her lips. Willow squirmed at the tension, whimpering. "Tell me what you want babe.." Kennedy growled, licking her lips.
"Need.. Breast.. Need.." Kennedy gave another growl, biting and sucking her other breast, rubbing against her as she cried softly. Kennedy pushed her thighs apart roughly, claiming her lips with another harsh kiss. Willow yelled in pain as a fist plunged into her, and Kennedy took advantage of it, forcing her tongue inside of her mouth. She explored it harshly, biting down on her lip until it started bleeding, shoving her tongue down her throat and causing her to gag. Kennedy flexed her fingers inside of her, causing her to stretch painfully. The young slayer used her other hand to pinch and rub her clit, stopping the kiss long enough for her to gasp in gulps of air. When her body started to tense, near orgasm, Kennedy took her fingers away from her clit, snickering as she whimpered in frustration. "Pl-Please.." Kennedy ignored her, finding her pulse point with her mouth. She sucked in it harshly, to the point of giving her a painful hickey, along with increasing the nearly unbearable tension between her legs. She suddenly bit down, smirking as she gasped in pain. Kennedy curled her fingers back into a fist inside of her, starting to pump her arm in and out as far as she could go, biting and sucking at her already bruised breasts, purposely avoiding her nipples as they hardened. Willow knew that there were people out there who enjoyed rough sex… Enjoyed pain and got off on it… But she didnt. She hated Kennedys rough treatment of her, especially that she could make her body betray her until she had to beg. Kennedy undid and redid the fist inside of her, still thrusting harshly as she came, slapping their lips together to swallow her cries of pain. Kennedy finally stopped, sighing in satisfaction and leaning back, watching as she shook and whined, pressing her thighs together to try and get rid of some of the pressure there.
"Aw babe.." Kennedy taunted lowly, nibbling her nipple for a few minutes before lifting her head to look back at her. "Do you wanna come?" Willow whimpered, nodding as she trembled. Kennedy licked up her neck, adding another hickey at the base. "Say it." Willow whimpered again, squirming under her harsh pinches to her sides.
"P-Please.. Ma-Make me.. C-C-Come.." Kennedy snickered, thrusting her hand back in her harshly, smirking as she gasped. Kennedy searched for her clit with her other hand, pinching and rubbing it quickly, twisting it every now and then to make her gasp in pain. As Willows body started to clench in painful orgasm, Kennedy kissed her again, biting her tongue roughly to keep her screams down. Kennedy rubbed her own clit against her knee roughly until she came, still pumping in and out of Willow as her orgasm came to a stop. Kennedy leaned down, lapping up her wetness as she squirmed from the soreness. Kennedy finally rolled off, sighing in contentment before falling asleep quickly. Willow didnt have the same luck, trembling and crying, cuffed and naked on the bed sheets that were now soaked with each of their come and sweat, the slight smell of blood that reached her nose telling her that Kennedy had been too rough again. She didnt dare move, fearing not only the pain that it would bring her damaged body, but fearing that she might wake Kennedy. Solemnly, she looked at the ceiling and wondered if one day, Kennedy would be too rough and end up killing her… She wondered if she would welcome death.

***

"Come on Tara.. At least come out and get something to eat.." Dawn called from the other side of the door as she stayed curled on her bed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I'm not hungry." Tara lied, the memory of the sounds coming from Willows head causing nausea, despite how hungry she was.
"You've spent the whole day in there.." Dawn protested feebly, knocking on the locked door again. "At least let me in.." Tara swallowed more tears, forcing herself to go unlock the door with a sniffle. She returned to the bed, laying down and hugging the pillow. Dawn sat beside her, her eyes narrowed in concern, "What happened? Was Willow mad at you?" Tara scoffed,
"I didnt even get to see her.." She muttered bitterly, "She was too busy having sex with her girlfriend." She spat the last word out like poison, tightening her grip on the pillow. Dawn gasped softly,
"How do you..?" Tara clenched her teeth,
"I could hear all of her 'sounds'. It was quite obvious." Dawn nibbled her lip, her eyes wide,
"M-Maybe she was.. Having a b-bad dream..?" Tara didnt answer, burying her head in the pillow like a child. "W-What will happen if.. If you cant figure out what this d-danger is..?" Tara sighed, looking at the frightened teenager.
"Then they'll take me back." Dawns eyes widened,
"What?! But… But we just got you back!" Dawns fear turned to anger, her hands clenching, "I doubt Willows even in trouble! I bet she did.. Did some sort of spell or something to get attention!" Tara gulped, shifting,
"S-Shes doing magic again..?" Dawn seemed to notice her mistake, looking down.
"Yeah.." Tara felt some of her anger from before her death return. Was this all a spell that Willow had done? Was the 'danger' just an excuse to justify it? "But.. She really did seem surprised when we told her you were back. She didnt seem to know what to do.." Dawn hesitated and frowned as she sighed in relief, "But.." Taras heart dropped, "A while after… you know.. She came back from this place with Giles.. Cause of something that happened.." Dawn frowned at her, "I dont think I should be the one to say what.. But she.. She accidently did a spell without knowing." Taras eyes narrowed in confusion,
"W-What h-happened..?" Dawn gulped, the memory seeming to stress her,
"She.. She was afraid to see us again so she.. Accidentally did a spell so she couldn't.. And then there was this demon.. The gnarl.." Tara gasped softly, putting her hand to her mouth, guessing that what came next wasn't good. "And.. We.. We went to this cave where it was staying.. But.. It had paralyzing fingernails and it got me.. So.. We.. Buffy and Xander brought me back to the house to look for a cure.. And.." Dawn closed her eyes, breathing shakily, "We didnt know she was.. She was in there and.. Buffy said to seal it in so we could come back and.." Taras stomach flopped as she paused,
"We found out from Anya that Willow had also been investigating it.. And had gone to the cave.. So Buffy and Xander went back to find her and.. The gnarl.. The Gnarl would.. It would peel strips of skin off of its victims.. To.. To eat it.. And.. We got there in time to.. To save her life but.. There was already so much damage.." Tara started to feel sick, and grabbed the trash can, gagging at the mental image.
"Oh Goddess.. So you think.. You think that it.. It might be the same type of thing and.. And she was the one who..?" Tara shook her head. Surely after Buffy..? She clenched her teeth. Willow wouldn't do that again. But.. What if she didnt mean to..? She looked back at Dawn solemnly, getting up to wipe her tears away. "I'm going to try to talk to her again… Tomorrow, after Kennedy goes to work."

***

Willow was woken by Kennedy uncuffing her, a relieved smile growing in her face. Kennedy kissed her, letting her get up and get dressed.
"I think you're truly sorry." Kennedy stated with a smile, getting up to dress herself too. "I'm staying home from work today, so we get to spend the whole day together." Willows heart flopped at that, but calmed at her next statement, "I was thinking we could watch some movies or something. But for now, I'm ready for breakfast." Willow smiled, nodding,
"I'll go get some ready." She pulled her sleeve over her broken arm, wincing at the pain. Kennedy frowned, throwing a sling that they kept.. Since this kept happening, over to her.
"Here, put this on." Willow nodded, struggling to put it on by herself. But she sighed at the relief it gave her arm, and went off to make breakfast.

***

Willow lay over Kennedys lap, ignoring the possessive grip to her hip, grabbing another handful of popcorn as her eyes stayed on the screen. A hesitant knock at the door caught her attention, and she yawned, lifting her head. Kennedy sighed in annoyance, pausing the movie, pushing her aside to get up. Willow frowned, deciding Kennedy wouldn't like it if she got up and followed. Her heart dropped, hearing that wonderful voice again.

***

Tara got out of the car and ascended the stairs to the house, taking a deep breath before knocking hesitantly. She could hear a TV playing from inside, so she knew that someone was home.. And from what Buffy and Xander had said, Kennedy normally went to work around this time. The door opened and her heart caught in her throat.
"O-Oh.. H-H-Hi.. I was I-looking for W-Willow..?" The brunettes face hardened from confusion to anger.
"Are you Tara?" She spat, shifting to block the view of the inside.
"Y-Ye-Yeah.. Has W-Willow t-told you about me..?" The girl didnt respond, curling her lip in disgust. "A-Are you Ke-Kennedy..?"
"Mhm. Willow told me you were dead." Tara frowned, shifting shyly,
"I-I was.." Kennedy scoffed,
"So some sort of magic thing?" Tara frowned, seeing Kennedy shoot a glare behind her, though Tara couldnt see who was behind her, she guessed it was Willow. She tried to look around her, but Kennedy moved too, sneering at her. Tara wondered why Willow was being so quiet, but pushed the thought away. "Well, Willows over you." Kennedy snapped, taking a step towards her, "She doesnt need - or want you anymore… And i dont appreciate people showing up at my house to try and steal my girlfriend.." Tara stumbled back a step as she advanced, fear filling her.
"I-I wa-wasn't.. I.. I was only-" Kennedy shoved her by the shoulders slightly, scoffing as she stumbled down the steps, falling down with a groan. Taras eyes widened as she raised her hand to strike,
"Sure you were." Tara closed her eyes, waiting for the blow to come. She heard the slap connect with skin, but didnt feel anything.
"No!" She heard a yelp, opening her eyes in surprise to see Willow standing in front of her.

***

Willow trembled fearfully as she watched the conversation go on between Kennedy and Tara, seeming unable to move. When Kennedy shoved Tara down the steps, she jumped into action, seeing Kennedy get ready to strike. She scrambled in front of Tara in time to get the hit instead, gasping at the sharp sting to her cheek.
"No!" She heard Tara gasp, her own fear peaking, though she stood her ground. "I wont let you hurt her!" Kennedys eyes widened briefly, but it was quickly replaced by anger.
"Bitch!" Willow squeaked from her sore throat as she backhanded her to the ground, kneeling down to grab her throat and force her gaze up. "I try to give you a good life, and you still defend this bitch?! Shes supposed to be dead!" Willow couldn't object before Kennedy smacked her again, tearing the sling off and grabbing her broken arm. Willow cried out in pain as she bent it, squeezing tightly, yanking her up with a cry. "We're going back inside." Willow looked back at Taras shocked face. She was still on the ground, clearly horrified by what had just happened. They locked tear filled eyes as Kennedy pulled her inside, a tear falling down Taras face as she slammed the door.

***

Taras stomach rolled at Willows appearance. She was pale, bruises, hickeys and bites covering her fair skin - and that was only the skin she could see - and her arm was in a sling, showing it was broken. "I wont let you hurt her!" Willow screeched at Kennedy, though Tara could see her legs start to shake. She thought for a second that Kennedy was going to back down, but then the girl was controlled by anger.
"Bitch!" Taras breath caught as she hit Willow to the ground, grabbing her throat, "I try to give you a good life, and you still defend this bitch?! Shes supposed to be dead!" Taras mind yelled at her to get up and help Willow as Kennedy slapped her again, but fear kept her rooted to the ground. She gasped in dismay as Kennedy ripped Willows sling off, squeezing and bending the arm to get a cry of pain before yanking her to her feet, getting another cry. "We're going inside." Kennedy spat, dragging Willow back towards the house as the two of them shared a glance, Tara feeling a tear fall down her cheek as the door was slammed. {Oh goddess.. Oh no.. What do i do..?} She thought, shaking on the ground in horror. She scrambled up, hearing a cry of pain from inside the house, pounding on the door.
"Willow?!" She screeched, her breathing fast due to the concern rushing through her. There was another cry, the sound of bodies slamming to the floor reaching her ears.
"Get out of here-" She heard Willow screech, stopped by a choking sound. {Oh goddess! Shes going to kill her!} She tried the doorknob again, her heart pounding. "GO!" She scrambled back towards her car at the gasping scream, tears blurring her vision.

***

She cried out as Kennedy threw her to the ground, causing her to land on her hurt arm. Her heart fell, hearing Tara start to pound on the door,
"Willow?!" Kennedy's eyes flashed in hatred and she got up, storming towards the door. Willow scrambled up with a soft cry of pain from her arm, throwing herself at her before she could reach it, sending them both crashing to the ground with a crash.
"Get out of here-" She attempted to yell to Tara, starting to choke as Kennedy wrapped her hands around her neck tightly, turning to slam her against the ground, glaring at her as she straddled her, tightening her grip to cut off her air. Willow heard Tara keep trying to get in, and gathered what little air she had left to gasp out, "GO!" And then her head started to swim from lack of oxygen, her body thrashing as she struggled to get air. Kennedy pinned her down with her knees, her lips curled as she continued to choke her. Just as dots danced in her vision, Kennedy let her gasp in air, dragging her towards the sink as a car roared to life outside. Kennedy plugged the drain with the cover with one hand, holding her tightly with the other. Willow struggled in fear as she turned the sink on, filling it with cold water.
"Oh, stop that!" Kennedy hissed, squeezing her arm as she struggled. When the sink was full, Kennedy shut the faucet off, then grabbed her hair, plunging her face into the water. She quickly held her breath, thrashing against Kennedy's grip. Her lungs quickly started to burn and she thrashed harder, struggling to keep from gasping for air. Kennedy pulled her up, her drenched hair sticking to her face as she gulped in big gasps of air before Kennedy pushed her back under. She tried to keep from struggling, but as her lungs started to burn again, instinct took over, and she started to thrash again. Kennedy kept her under ten seconds longer, her eyes narrowed in rage. When she was pulled up again, she gulped in more air, blinking water from her eyes, unable to close them before Kennedy thrust her head under again. She yelped under the water as it flowed into her eyes, stinging them fiercely. She started struggling sooner, bubbles coming to the surface as she screamed from under the water, her mind telling her she was going to die. Kennedy pulled her out again, growling in anger as she coughed and gasped, shoving her under again, not letting her get more than one gasp of air this time. Willows body gasped on instinct, water filling her nose and mouth. She thrashed with a soundless scream. The last thing she saw was Kennedys sneering face. And then the world went black.

***

Tara burst into the apartment, trembling and sobbing. Buffy quickly stood, being the only one home, since Dawn was at school, and Xander at work. She caught Tara as she nearly collapsed,
"Tara?! What happened?!" Tara struggled to reign in her sobs,
"W-Willow.. K-Ke-Kennedy.." Buffy pushed her back, her eyes wide in concern,
"What happened?! Is everything okay?!"
"G-Gonna ki-kill h-her! S-shes gonna k-ki-kill her!" She stammered in panic.
"Who is?"
"K-Kennedy! S-Sh-She hurt Wil-Willow!" Buffys eyes widened,
"I-I'm sure.. I-I'm sure she was just.. S-Shocked to see you..?" Tara shook her head, her body shaking as she cried,
"I-I do-dont think its the f-first time!" Buffy took a minute to take that in, her eyes narrowing. She grabbed her coat, storming out the door. Tara followed quickly, "W-Where a-are we go-going?!"
"To help Willow." Buffy hissed.

***

They arrived at the house quickly, since Buffy had been speeding most of the way. Taras heart dropped, seeing the car was gone. {Oh goddess.. Oh no.. Please let her be okay..} Buffy didnt bother knocking, kicking the door open and rushing in. Tara followed, her heart seeming to stop. The kitchen floor was soaked, the sink still filled with water. Tara could see strands of red hair floating in the water. Buffy cursed, and they checked the house. Taras heart fell to see the bedroom trashed. It was obvious they had left in a hurry. But the thing that troubled her the most, was that there didnt seem to be a struggle. Either Willow was unconscious or… No. She couldnt think like that. Willow had to be alive.. She HAD to. Buffy walked in, and they shared a knowing glance. Kennedy was on the run.

***

Willow woke up to the motion of a car, her eyes fluttering weakly. Her clothes and hair were still soaked, and she was in the back of Kennedy's jeep, stuck between the back seats and the trunk door. It was big enough that she could sit up and lay down, but not very comfortably. Her lungs still burned, as well as her throat and nose… But she was alive. She attempted to push back her cold, wet hair, her heart sinking when she found her hands cuffed tightly in front of her. The metal bit into her skin, drops of blood showing. {Oh goddess… Tara..} She thought solemnly, remembering what happened. That must be why she was cuffed in the back of the jeep. Kennedy knew that Tara would go to Buffy after what she saw, so she took her and she was getting out of town… Because she knew what she was doing was wrong. Willow huffed. It took Kennedy almost hurting Tara for her to realize she didnt love her.. This wasn't for her own good.. This.. This was abuse. A pang of sadness hit her heart. All she wanted.. Was to be with Tara again. But she knew that she couldn't escape Kennedy. She had slayer strength… she could only hope that Buffy and Tara would save her. Besides.. Why would she? Kennedy was only trying to help her.. And as long as she didn't hurt Tara, Willow could accept that. The jeep stopped abruptly and she grunted as her head hit against the back of the seats. She could hear Kennedy exit the car, and waited for the trunk to open, but it didn't. It didnt take long for Kennedy to return, the car starting back up with a roar of the engine. Willow whimpered softly, and fell back asleep as another wave of exhaustion hit her.

***

"S-She.. KIDNAPPED her?!" Dawn asked in horror, while Xander groaned, running his fingers through his hair.
"How didnt we notice this..?" Dawns eyes widened,
"T-Thats why she told us to keep you away.." She realized solemnly. Tara stared numbly at the ground,
"H-How long has.. Oh goddess.. How long has this been happening..?" Buffy looked down guiltily
"We.. We hadn't seen her in months.. Oh god.. She was all bruised and.. She said she had been mugged.." Tears leaked from Taras eyes,
"She.. Oh goddess.. She.. Kennedy got so… so MAD when she defended me.. She.. She had a br-broken arm.." Buffy gasped softly, her hand going to her mouth as something dawned on her,
"Oh god.. The hair in the sink.." Taras eyes widened in horror as she realized what she was saying,
"You think.. You think Kennedy..?" A solemn sadness filled the air.

***

Willow wasn't sure how long she had been out, but when the trunk door opened, she gasped awake. Kennedy scowled at her, pulling her out roughly. Willow looked around, seeing that Kennedy had parked on the shoulder of the road, by a large forest. Kennedy put a tight collar around her neck before grabbing a duffle bag from the back seat, pulling her by her good arm, walking swiftly into the woods. Willow struggled to keep up, tripping over roots. Kennedy finally stopped when they were deep into the trees, and there was a small clearing. Kennedy shoved her to the ground roughly and she failed to catch herself because of the cuffs. She groaned, shivering at the cool night air blowing over her wet body. Kennedy tossed the bag to the ground, unzipping it and pulling out one large sleeping bag, setting it by a tree with a large root that jutted out. She pulled out a key, undoing one of the cuffs long enough to put it through the root and replace it. Then she walked off, coming back after a bit with wood, setting up and lighting a fire. Willow moved as close to it as she could, shivering. Kennedy grabbed a plastic bag, pulling out a small sub and tossing it to her before grabbing one for herself.
"Eat." She commanded, biting into hers. Willow gulped, scooting closer to the root so she could unwrap the sub and start to eat it. Her wrists hurt from the cuffs rubbing them raw, but she tried to ignore it. As she ate, her thoughts were on Tara. How was she doing? Was she worried? Kennedy took her wrapper, then uncuffed her from the root, letting her rub her raw wrists. "Dont try to run. I'm much faster and stronger than you." Kennedy warned, setting dry clothes and a towel on the sleeping bag. "Get undressed." Willow gulped, moving hesitantly to do as she said. Kennedy reached into her bag, pulling out her belt. Willow shuddered in fear, whimpering softly. "Stand up and use the tree to support you, face forward." Willow teared up, doing as she said hesitantly. "You made us lose everything we had." She snapped, doubling the belt with the buckle out. She struck without warning, right across her breasts. She screamed in pain, leaning against the tree weakly. "You lied to me. Its obvious that you knew Tara was alive." Kennedy spat the name, striking her in the same place, harder. She screamed again, gripping the back of the tree and trembling. "Then you DARE stand up to me to defend that bitch?" Willow went to object, to defend Tara again, but Kennedy didnt give her a chance, laying lash after last across her breasts, the buckle catching her nipple each time. She screamed and wailed, struggling to stay up, the pain making her weak. When she started to slump, Kennedy struck extra hard, scowling at her wail. "If you fall, this is going to last longer." Willow whimpered, clutching the bark as tightly as she could, until it splintered in her hand and her knuckles turned white, still screaming in pain as Kennedy continued. "You better not try to get away, or I'll kill her." She snapped, not caring that the belt was bruising her sensitive flesh, ignoring her screams. "And i wont make it quick." She threatened, "I'll do exactly this to her until shes screaming for mercy, and then I'll cut her up until her blood stops flowing and she goes cold." Willow sobbed harder, still crying when Kennedy stopped, putting the belt back in the bag and watching her collapse on the ground, whimpering and crying in pain. Kennedy turned her onto her back, and stripped herself of her own clothes. Willow whimpered softly but she ignored it, lowering her pussy onto her face. "Start sucking or I'll track down that bitch of yours." Willow shook with a constricted sob, starting to lick and suck the swollen flesh. Kennedy moaned and smashed her pelvis into her jaw harshly, ignoring her grunts of pain. Kennedy smashed her crotch against her face harder and faster as she body tensed, crying out in pleasure. Willow whimpered as her cum soaked her face until she stopped coming, sighing happily. She rolled off, looking at her with a raised eyebrow as she redressed. "You can get dressed now." Willow nodded with a hiccup of a sob, wiping the water from earlier off her body and drying her hair before cleaning the secretions off her face. She put the clothes on with small groans of pain, then sitting down by the fire to warm herself up. Kennedy sat next to her, kissing her on the cheek. Willow started to cry again,
"I'm so sorry.. I didnt mean to make you mad.." She sobbed shakily. Kennedy pulled her head into her lap, stroking her hair gently,
"I understand babe.. Just dont do that again.." She paused with a solemn sigh, "You know I still cant bring you back or let you into public alone.. Tara and your friends are trying to separate us." Willow swallowed tears, nodding sadly.
"W-Why..? Dont they know you're trying to help me..?" She asked in a kid-like voice. Kennedy kissed her forehead, moving both of them into the sleeping bag after putting out the fire.
"They think I'm trying to hurt you." Willow sniffled, laying her head against Kennedys chest and wincing at the pain in her breasts.
"Thank you for taking care of me.." She muttered. She had been near brainwashed, her mind reacting to the abuse the way Kennedy had taught her.

***

"I've been asking around to see if anybody has seen Willow," Giles stated solemnly, "But it seems as if she and Kennedy have gone off the radar. A friend of mine said they spotted Kennedys jeep by the side of the road, but there was no sign of them." Tara sighed,
"I can try a spell." She did exactly that, trying the Tinker Bell spell, but it fizzled out and she growled in frustration, "Theres some sort of ward on her. We wont be able to reach her through magic." Tara clenched her fists. She wasn't sure how in the world she was going to find Willow.

***

Kennedy woke her up with a shake, her eyes fluttering open with a groan of pain as the results from last nights punishment making itself known.
"Its time to go." Willow nodded, pushing herself up with another groan. Kennedy grabbed the sleeping bag, stuffing it into the duffle bag before returning to Willow, cuffing her hands in front of her again. She whimpered softly and Kennedy frowned, "I cant risk anything." She grabbed one of the cuffed hands, starting back through the forest. Willow whimpered when Kennedy opened the trunk again, "In." Willow got in reluctantly, seeing that Kennedy had gotten in an irritable mood very quickly. Kennedy slammed the door, throwing the duffle bag into the back seat before going to the drivers seat and starting the car. Willow groaned as it jerked into motion, any movement causing pain.

***

They drove for what seemed like hours, until Kennedy finally stopped and let her out, uncuffing her with a scowl. Willow narrowed her eyes in confusion, seeing she had taken them to a diner.
"We both need some real food." Kennedy explained, taking her hand tightly and turning to walk towards the building, "Remember, you try to run, I hunt down your little bitch and torture her to death." Willows lip quivered, but she nodded. The door gave a cheerful ringing as it opened, and a kind looking lady at the cash register smiled at them,
"Welcome! Take a seat and i'll be right with you." Kennedy nodded, tightening her grip on her hand and leading her to a booth, forcing her to sit on the inside of the same side as her. The lady walked over with a small notebook and pencil, "What can I get for you today?"
"We'd both like a stack of pancakes and a coffee." The lady looked at Willows face and frowned,
"What happened to you dear?" Willows heart jumped to her throat, remembering the bruises on her face. She forced a small smile as Kennedy narrowed her eyes at her,
"I got mugged a couple days ago." The lady gasped,
"Oh you poor thing.. I'll get your food out to you right quick." Willow thanked her when Kennedy didn't, frowning at her girlfriend.
"Whats wrong?" Kennedy glared at her,
"I'm going to get fired from my job because of you." She spat, tightening her grip on her hand until Willow had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. "We'll have a talk later." The waitress returned, pouring some coffee into their mugs.
"Your pancakes will be right out." She promised cheerily, going back behind the counters. Kennedy looked at her through narrowed eyes,
"How do you expect me to provide for us if you keep fucking up?" Willow flinched, biting her lip harder as Kennedy tightened her grip even more. Then Kennedy let go, taking a sip from her coffee as if nothing happened. Willow swallowed a whimper, putting sugar into hers before drinking it. The waitress came back, setting their plates in front of them before setting a thing of syrup on their table.
"Enjoy." Willow forced a smile,
"Thank you.." The lady smiled and nodded, walking away. Kennedy didn't speak to her as she ate, not even looking in her direction. When they both had finished, Kennedy paid the check, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the exit.
"Have a good day!" The lady called, not noticing the fear in her eyes. Kennedy cuffed her hands roughly, shoving her into the trunk. She cried out as her chest hit the seats, flinching when Kennedy slammed the door. The car started driving, and Willow wished it would never reach its destination.

***

The door opened quickly and Tara sat up, yawning from the place she had fallen asleep on Buffys couch. Giles dropped a pile of Polaroid photos on the table, waking the others. Tara rubbed her eyes, picking one up as he started to explain,
"A friend of mine spotted them going back to Kennedys car - They're on the move again." Tara flipped through the photos, glad that there was evidence that Willow was alive, but she looked miserable in every one. Anger built in her when she saw the tight cuffs on Willows wrists, and the photo showing Kennedy shoving her into the trunk, a grimace of pain on her face.
"I thought you said there was no sign of them near the car." Tara accused, putting the photos back on the table. Giles sighed,
"It seems as if they were hiding deep in the woods for the night." Giles sighed, taking his glasses off, "My friend followed them to this diner, but lost them on the road soon after they left but.." He paused solemnly, "It seems as though Kennedy was very angry with Willow." Dawn gasped from where she was on the couch,
"D-Do you think she'll h-hurt her..?" Giles sighed, looking down.
"It seems as though she was already hurt.. But that doesn't stop her from doing more." Taras heart sank.

***

The car jerked to a stop and she groaned, hearing Kennedy leave the car. The jeep started to get cold and she shifted, flexing her fingers the best she could in the cuffs. The door opened and closed loudly, then started up again. After a couple minutes, the road they were on got really bumpy and Willow groaned in pain as her body jerked. Once the car stopped, Kennedy yanked the door open, grabbing her by the cuffs and pulling her out harshly. She stumbled to keep up as Kennedy pulled her towards a log cabin. Looking around, she saw that they were in the middle of a forest, her heart dropping. Kennedy shoved a key in the door, shoving her in the doorway once it was open. Willow stumbled again as Kennedy pulled her to a room with a lock on the outside of the door, shoving her in. She gasped in pain as she hit the ground, noticing it didn't seem to be a room at all. It seemed to be a small walk-in closet, with a curtain covering a small area with a toilet and sink. Kennedy sneered at her, kicking her in the ribs. She gasped in pain, trying to curl up, though Kennedy only kicked her again.
"I gave you everything you ever could've wanted!" She yelled, straddling her roughly before slamming a fist into her face. Willow yelped in pain, squirming under her. Kennedy punched her again, splitting the skin as she yelped again. "But still you want to leave?! You want to disobey me?! You walk around like a sad puppy, just because you cant go see that little bitch?!" Willow whimpered, noticing the heavy trace of alcohol in her breath. Kennedy sneered, punching her again before standing up, shoving her away with a foot. She groaned in pain as Kennedy left, locking the door as she closed the door. Willow could feel a warm liquid run down her face and knew her nose was bleeding. She pushed herself up shakily, wiping the blood from under her nose. There was only one other time Kennedy had been this drunk, and it wasn't pleasant at all. She had beaten Willow until she passed out, then continued to sexually assault her when she woke up. Willow had to be brought to the hospital that night, covered in lashes and bruises, unable to speak around the pain she was in. Kennedy had told the hospital staff that she had come home to find her like this, faking tears and everything, begging them to help her. Willow trembled from fear, hoping that it wouldn't happen again. She knew that Kennedy wouldn't risk bringing her to the hospital right now. The door slammed open soon after Kennedy had left, and she stormed in with a bottle of alcohol in her hand. She tipped it back, gulping down the rest of the contents before glaring at her. Kennedy sneered at her as she sniffled, "Stop your whining." Willow tried to unsuccessfully and Kennedy smashed the bottom of the bottle against the wall. Willow gasped and shielded her face as the glass shattered, yelping as Kennedy grabbed her by the hair. "I'll give you something to whine about.." She hissed, pressing the tip of the broken bottle into her arm until she hissed in pain, blood trickling out.
"P-Please I-I wont whine anymore.." She pleaded, shrieking as Kennedy cut a thin strip down her arm, avoiding any major veins or arteries. She panted when Kennedy stopped with that cut, moving to press the tip into her cheek.
"You're such a waste." She hissed, breaking the skin and starting to slowly cut. Willow gasped in pain, trying to stay quiet. "I dont know why I put up with it. There's nothing good about you. You only make things worse." She finally stopped with that cut, examining the blood on the green tinted glass as she sobbed shakily. “I should just kill you right here. It would make things better for everyone.” Kennedy scoffed at her, stabbing the broken bottle into her exposed thigh. Her eyes widened as she screamed in pain, writhing under Kennedys tight grip. She started to plead tearfully when Kennedy ripped her shirt right off of her, her bra quickly following. Kennedy let out a primal growl, taking her breast into her mouth, rubbing against her roughly. Willow whimpered in pain as the bottle moved in her thigh. Kennedy snickered at her, pulling the bottle out slowly, watching her as she moaned and cried in pain. Kennedy used the shards to cut her pants off her, hooking a finger in her panties. Willow trembled,
“P-Please dont..” Kennedy scoffed,
“I’ve given you enough time to heal.” Willow whimpered, shaking her head,
“N-No its.. I'm s-stil s-sore..” Kennedy rolled her eyes, and ripped the small piece of cloth that covered her. She didnt wait, didnt push her open so it would be easier, didnt give any warning, before slamming her fist into her. Willow screamed in pain, writhing under her as Kennedy shoved her arm in up to the elbow, stretching Willow painfully. She didnt let up, continuing to pump in and out of her ruthlessly, pushing her hand until it reached the edge of Willows womb. Kennedy reached in the bag next to her, grabbing a chain with two alligator clips on each end. Kennedy continued thrusting her hand in and out, as she used the other to teased Willows nipple into erection. When Willow understood what the clips were, she shrieked in protest, squirming as hard as she could. Kennedy clipped it on harshly, thrusting harder to her scream of pain. Willow shook in pain and exhaustion as Kennedy came, sobbing in relief, thinking it was over. But clearly Kennedy wasn't satisfied, as she continued with her hand, purposely squeezing and poking Willows sore inner walls. Willow sobbed pathetically when she started to tease her other nipple, not delaying in putting the clip on once it was hard. Willow screamed again, gagging when Kennedy pressed their lips together, running her tongue along her mouth roughly. When Willow was finally let up for air, she didnt notice Kennedy put the chain between her teeth, grinning at her. Kennedy suddenly thrust her hand in harshly, throwing her head back to yank the chain. When Willow screamed again, and started to beg, Kennedy seemed to get annoyed, going harder on her. The young slayer grabbed her torn panties from the ground, shoving them into her mouth until she gagged, unable to scream. Willow could only whimper in pain as Kennedy continued. She finally relaxed when Kennedy pulled her hand out of her, licking the blood there, and taking her panties out of her mouth before standing. Willow whimpered slightly, thinking she was going to leave her on the ground like this, with the nipple clamps still on. Kennedy walked out of the small room, then came back with a large plastic bag. Willow shuddered when she pulled out a small leather whip, rubbing the frayed ends against her hand a couple times before testing it in the air. Willows breath picked up in fear. Where was she going to use that? Kennedy came back over, yanking her up by the cuffs, and slipping them through a metal bar Willow guessed was a clothing rack. Tears streaked down her face, noticing she was facing Kennedy. Kennedy grabbed a bottle off the table, taking another swig before raising the small whip. "W-Where'd you get that..?" Willow stammered, trying to delay whatever was going to happen. Kennedy smirked.
"On the way here I spotted a nice bondage store.. Had all sorts of things for people who like pain. Paddles… Whips.. Those beautiful clamps you're wearing.. Canes.. And so much more." Kennedy shivered in anticipation, raising the small whip again. "I'm sure we'll have time to test them all… Feel free to scream this time.”

***

“I dont CARE if it could be dangerous!” Tara yelled at the gang, startling them. “Its obvious that Willow isnt safe either! So why should we sit in here with our coffee and donuts, acting like we’re actually any closer to finding her?!” Buffy and Xander exchanged solemn glances.
“Look, Tara.. Kennedy has slayer strength.. Even if she doesnt deserve it.” Buffy started, “And its obvious she really doesnt like you… She could easily kill you, Tara… And how would that help Willow?” Tara nearly screamed in frustration,
“Then come with me! No offense Giles, but i dont trust your ‘friends’! They could be on Kennedys side for all we know! It would be better if WE looked for her.” Xander sighed,
“Maybe so, But how would we know where to look? Will was always the one who did the computer stuff..” Tara set her jaw, sitting at a computer and opening it. She hated computers, but knew that it could help.
“Do we know Kennedys license plate?”
“Gup-5602..” Buffy provided with a small frown. Tara said a small incantation, disabling the security settings from the DMV website quickly. She had seen Willow do this before.. Just.. look at the red light records. She got to that and bit her lip. {:} What now? {:} She frowned, typing in the license plate number. Her eyes widened as images filtered through in front of her eyes, until there was a list of exact stops. Her heart sang in triumph.

***

Willow didnt have a choice on not screaming, the shock and pain of tiny lashes of leather struck against her breasts, hitting the clamps and pulling them down. Kennedy looked at her, drawing a finger over the stinging lines.
“Mmm.. This marks so wonderfully..” She commented lustfully, leaning down to lick one. Willow knew that Kennedy got turned on by stuff like this - by her pain, by the marks and the control - and part of her wished she could too.. Anything to escape just plain pain and humiliation. Kennedy backed up again, lashing her breasts five more times quickly, her eyes full of lust as she screamed in pain. The weight on the clamps was nearing unbearable, to the point where Willow was sure her nipples were going to be ripped off. She whimpered as Kennedy paused to look her over, her eyes fluttering. Kennedy quickly uncuffed her, forcing her to her knees, her fingers winding tightly in her hair, shoving her face into her drenched pussy. “Start licking or we do ten more lashes..” Willow whimpered, licking and sucking until her girlfriend came on her face, bringing the whip down on her ass as she did. Kennedy moaned, pushing her away and unclamping the clamps as she stretched her aching jaw, wincing and hissing as the blood returned to her nipples. Kennedy kissed her brutally again before pushing her back, grabbing her bottle and bag before leaving her to sob in pain.

***

Tara parked the small car on the side of the road where Kennedys jeep had been seen, getting out and climbing over the guard rail. Buffy and Xander followed uneasily as she walked through the woods. She noticed the disturbance in the undergrowth and followed it, her heart leaping when they came upon a small clearing. There were the leftovers of a campfire, showing that somebody had stayed there. The three started to investigate, Taras heart dropping when she saw the hand shaped splinters in the wood of a wide oak with a large root jutting out. Tara spotted the bark that had been rubbed off the root, and kneeled down. She guessed that the marks were from handcuffs but.. What had happened at the tree? She ran her fingers over the splinters gently. Either these were caused by intense pleasure… Or pain.

***

A thud woke Willow up with a gasp, and she shot up, looking around fearfully. She saw that it was just Kennedy.. With what looked to be a piano bench. Kennedy smirked at her, pulling her towards it.
“W-Wh-Whats th-this f-for..?” Willow asked, looking at the straps on each leg.
“Surprise… Lay down on it.” Fearing what she might do if she didnt, Willow obeyed, swallowing a whimper as Kennedy strapped her to it. Willow strained her neck to be able to look at Kennedy, her heart dropping when she saw what she pulled from the bag. It was a heavy looking, black cane, with small gem studs. Without explaination, Willow knew what it was for… And that it was about to be used on her.
“A-Am i-i i-in tr-trouble..?” She asked meekly, watching as Kennedy swung the cane in her hands.
“Well.. I figure… You made us lose everything.. So you kind of owe this to me.” Willow blinked tears away, nodding. There was a sharp whistle in the air before the cane struck her exposed bottom, creating a deep red mark as she screamed. She struggled for air, tears of pain spilling out,
“H-How m-ma-many..?” She asked shakily, unsure she would even be able to handle one more hit. Kennedy looked up in thought, tapping the cane against the ground.
“Hmm… I think ten should be good.” Willows heart sank in fear. But she didnt have time to object before the cane struck again, catching her on the curve of her ass. She screeched, panting heavily. The next strike was to her shoulder blades, and she shrieked, pressing herself against the piano stool. Kennedy struck in the same place again, smiling at her cry of pain. The next hit was to the small of her back, getting a high-pitched yelp. “Five more..” Kennedy taunted as she looked for the next place to strike. There were two quick strikes to the curve of her ass before two strong hits to her upper thighs, causing her hips to buck, tears falling to the bench as she sobbed in pain. “Only one more babe… and i know right where to put it..” Willows eyes widened in horror as Kennedy used one hand to pull a buttcheek back, before striking the cane right in her crack, a pained filled scream filling the air, the tip of the cane catching her anus to add an extra sting. Willow shook horribly as Kennedy unstrapped her, tears of pain wetting her cheeks and dropping to her chin. Kennedy ran her fingers over some of the welts, pinching them every few seconds to get a cry of pain. Kennedy ran a finger down her crack, delighting in her sobs of pain. "Hm.. I'm thinking maybe i should Fuck your ass right now.. To get the message through." Willow cried harder, shaking her head desperately.
"Please no.." Kennedy smirked,
"Are you sorry?" Willow nodded quickly, fearing the pain Kennedy was threatening to cause. "Have you learned your lesson?" Willow bit her lip to keep from crying,
"Y-Yes.." Kennedy's smirked widened,
"So if I kill that little bitch, you won't try to stop me?" Willows heart sank. Kennedy waited for an answer, her eyebrows raised.
"I-I c-can't.." Kennedy's fists clenched and she trembled in fear, "I-I'll do anything! Anything but that!" Kennedy ignored her pleas, shoving her onto her stomach. Willow saw her pull out a wider strap-on and whimpered loudly, squirming despite the pain it caused. "No! No PLEASE!" She begged, "Anything! I-I'll do anything but that! Please!"
"There's only one thing I want from you. To let me kill that bitch." With nothing else, Kennedy thrust into her dry, unwilling passage. She screamed in pain, growing even weaker with every thrust. She started to wonder why she put up with this. She wondered if Kennedy would kill her before she had the chance to say goodbye and apologize to all her loved ones, especially Tara. Tara. Tears rolled down her face as she thought of Tara. She was going to get back to Tara, if it was the last thing she did. Fueled with rage and fear, she kicked out at Kennedys privates, knocking her over as she yelped in shock. Despite the pain and bleeding in her ass, she struggled up, stumbling towards the door as quickly as possible. There was a kick to the small of her back, sending her falling to the ground with a yelp of fear and pain. She gasped in pain as something stabbed into her stomach. Her breath hitched, she looked down shakily, to see the broken bottle from earlier, stabbed deeply into her stomach. She saw Kennedy freeze, rushing to kneel by her, "Oh god… Willow i didn't mean-" Willow struggled to keep her blurring eyes open, though her mind was so foggy she couldn't hear the rest of Kennedy's words as she panicked. Kennedy looked up as if there was a noise, seeming to curse before rushing out of the room, leaving Willow panting and bleeding out on the floor.

***

As Giles drove them down the road, Tara looked out for the last redlight she had seen from the DMV, her heart racing. She saw it with a small gasp, looking around for any sign of where Willow could be.
"There!" Buffy gasped, pointing to a bumpy gravel path that led into the forest. Giles quickly turned onto it, jerking everyone in the car to the side. Tara had never seen Giles drive so quick.. So reckless as he was now. Tara didn't mind the harsh bumps on the path, alert and aware for Willow. Giles's car squealed to a stop in front of a cabin that Tara guessed was for hunting. Her eyes widened when she saw Kennedys jeep, jumping out of the car as quickly as she could to rush towards the cabin, Giles and Buffy close behind. They had left Xander to watch Dawn, since they didn't know how bad things would be. She tried the locked door, nearly screaming in frustration when it didn't open. Buffy pushed her to the side gently before kicking the door open, the wood splintering easily.
"Willow?!" Tara called, searching the cabin as quickly as she could. She was about to open the last door, which had a lock on the outside, when they heard a car start up outside. They rushed out in time to see Kennedys jeep speed away down the path. Tara shook her head. She didn't care if Kennedy got away - She only cared if she had Willow. Buffy gasped, rushing towards the locked door.
"Did you hear something-" Giles began to ask, interrupted by Buffy kicking this door open too. Taras stomach rolled in horror when she saw Willow laying on the ground in a pool of blood. A small whimper came from the trembling girl, her hands pressed weakly around the broken bottle that was lodged in her flesh. Tara rushed forward, her eyes wide in fear,
"Willow?! Willow, can you hear me?!" The girl was fighting consciousness, her breathing heavy and uneven. Her eyes fluttered when Tara cupped her cheek, her tired, bloodshot green eyes looking her in the eyes. A weak, relieved whisper came from her, a small smile lighting her pale face before she went limp.
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