Buffy's execution of getting the hussy who had kicked me in the balls and then had tried to escape, was perfect. It made me smile and as she threw the beaten girl down on my bed, not unconscious, but obviously too sore to move, I moved over to Buffy, placed my hands on her tight little ass and squeezed, kissing her
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My sweet little brutal slayer soon to be a vampire was interrupting my torture of Monique and it isn’t making me happy. Love spells do tend to spawn jealous responses to any kind of negative stimuli from somebody of the same sex to the victim of the spell.
This is a special case.
Buffy isn’t some girl who I wanted to mesmerize who can’t hurt me in any way if angered. She’s a slayer and her power is greater then mine, more then likely, if she can so easily dominate another slayer.
This had to be handled with honesty, but in a way that she knew that it didn’t affect my love for her.
“Those clothes have been in there for ages, sweetheart. They are from victims that I killed in the past, and from female vampires in my legion who are either still alive, or who have been slayed. It’s nothing to get worked up over about, my love.”
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