Monster in Her Man 9 (Angel/Spike, Angel/Spike/Riley(sort of), NC-17)
AUTHOR: Salustra
E-MAIL: Salustra: goddess_salustra@juno.com
TITLE: Monster in Her Man 9/?
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Angel/Spike; Angel/Spike/Riley
CONTENT: bondage; flogging, slavery, non-con, shibari.
SUMMARY: Riley decides on a dark and twisted path to deal with Spike. This Chapter- Spike and Angel torment Riley.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is extremely dark and graphic and likely not going to be my usual happy-ending-type fic.
Distribution: Various lists, Ao3, My livejournal - http://salustra.livejournal.com/ ; and the website Weird Romances- http://www.freewebs.com/salustra/wr/index.html . No posting elsewhere without express permission please.
SPOILERS: Through BtVS episode 5.9 Listening to Fear ; Angel episode 5.10 Reunion.
DISCLAIMER: Playing wit the boys, but we’re just having fun. No money made, don’t sue us! (or, in more formal language-
Copyright Disclaimer I do not own any characters, products or services depicted in this story which you recognize. Original characters/characterization and plot are mine. Buffy The Vampire Slayer and Angel The Series characters are OOC and I cite section 107 of the US copyright clause on 'fair use' to be found HERE
Principally this is a transformative work, for enjoyment only, has a selective audience and I make no profit. )
FEEDBACK: Yes please.
Length: 931 words.
Riley was not having a pleasant time. Angel had gotten a very special collar from Sparky, a bespelled one meant for just such awful bondage as Riley found himself in. The collar took care of the more messy aspects of keeping a human in permanent bondage. He would not need to eat or excrete and his muscles would be discreetly worked to keep them from atrophy. His circulation would not suffer, and in fact it made the bondage all the more painful by not permitting the flesh to numb.
It was a week into his bondage and he was out for his nightly reaming with one of the huge dildos they'd purchased. He was bent forward and strapped onto a spanking horse. Spike was busy lubing up one of the dildos as Angel was warming his ass with an elkskin flogger. Elkskin was a good medium choice, with plenty of thud and a little cutting potential if applied hard enough. Riley's ass was turning a nice shade of dark red under repeated blows, and it was covered in welts.
Riley himself screamed and grunted into the gag. The collar could mute voice as well but Angel preferred to hear the screams, even if heavily muffled. Angel had a serene smile on his face with just the faintest twist in the corner. The screams gratified him terrifically. He finally got his fill of beating Riley, at least for the moment, and then took the dildo from Spike. He forced it hard into Riley and chuckled at the high, long scream it evoked.
"You were stupid, Riley. You tortured and tried to sell my boy. You fucked him and used him and he's mine. If you stupid soldier boys had bothered to do even the slightest real research into the beings you captured and tortured you would have known he was mine. And you would have known how dangerous it is to cross me."
It warmed Spike all the way through to hear those words, even more than seeing Angel start to fuck him hard and fast with the dildo. He settled in to watch. From recent experience he knew Riley would be suffering for at least the next hour before he got packed away again.
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Darla smiled and laughed a musical laugh as she watched the cameras. "He's getting darker. He's enjoying it." She ran a finger over the screen. "My dear boy, I can see you behind the soul now."
Lindsey frowned. "You still want him."
Darla grinned wickedly at Lindsey. "And so do you, but Spike has him now. All we can do is watch and wait for the right time to spring the last part of your plan."
Lindsey didn't comment on her assertion that he wanted Angel, just grunted in agreement to the second comment she made.
~~~~
Spike writhed in the elaborate Shibari bonds that Angel had spent a few hours putting on him. His arms were sheathed in knotted coils, forced almost together from shoulder to wrist down his back. His legs were bent and bound, ankles to thighs, and he wriggled in erotic torment against the sheets as Angel caressed his ass and slid a lubed finger up inside him. Spike was weepingly hard from the long build-up but Angel showed no signs of hurrying his slow teasing.
Angel chuckled at Spike's dilemma and moved from behind Spike to crawl onto the bed and sat in front of him. "Time for you to earn your freedom, boy," he said, and rubbed the head of his own rampant cock across Spike's lips. "After this and after I fuck you til you see stars."
Spike obediently and eagerly opened his mouth. He always enjoyed the feel of Angel's cock in his mouth, enjoyed the taste and the scent of it, enjoyed servicing his Sire. He groaned as the cool shaft was pressed between his lips. He couldn't move properly to do anything here, he could only use his lips and tongue as Angel controlled the face-fucking. And Angel was taking his time, moving languidly, savoring the feel of Spike's mouth on him. He took slow, shallow thrusts and gripped Spike by the hair to keep his head up and in the proper place.
He didn't let Spike finish him with his mouth, leaving the younger vampire whimpering at the loss of his prize. He pulled out and then moved behind Spike, gripping his hips and earning a groan from Spike in anticipation. Angel slowly pushed into Spike's helpless bound body. He couldn't help the thrill he felt, taking Spike when he could do nothing but be taken.
For his part, Spike loved being helpless like this. Quite aside from the progress it showed on his mission to make Angel dark, it evoked the keenest erotic sensations. Helplessness, being moved and used like a toy, it was something Angelus had taught him to crave as a fledge. He whimpered and moaned as Angel began to move faster, snapping his hips, slamming into Spike.
"I'm going to see how long I can fuck you before I let go," Angel said. "You can come when you want but it won't stop me from fucking you over and over tonight. I hope you are ready for it." He growled and kept up his punishing pace. "You're going to know you're mine all the way through. You are mine, you know."
"Yours," Spike said, even as his whole body tightened and shivered to Angel's words. Every day he sounded closer to his old self even as the soul stayed in control.
E-MAIL: Salustra: goddess_salustra@juno.com
TITLE: Monster in Her Man 9/?
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Angel/Spike; Angel/Spike/Riley
CONTENT: bondage; flogging, slavery, non-con, shibari.
SUMMARY: Riley decides on a dark and twisted path to deal with Spike. This Chapter- Spike and Angel torment Riley.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is extremely dark and graphic and likely not going to be my usual happy-ending-type fic.
Distribution: Various lists, Ao3, My livejournal - http://salustra.livejournal.com/ ; and the website Weird Romances- http://www.freewebs.com/salustra/wr/index.html . No posting elsewhere without express permission please.
SPOILERS: Through BtVS episode 5.9 Listening to Fear ; Angel episode 5.10 Reunion.
DISCLAIMER: Playing wit the boys, but we’re just having fun. No money made, don’t sue us! (or, in more formal language-
Copyright Disclaimer I do not own any characters, products or services depicted in this story which you recognize. Original characters/characterization and plot are mine. Buffy The Vampire Slayer and Angel The Series characters are OOC and I cite section 107 of the US copyright clause on 'fair use' to be found HERE
Principally this is a transformative work, for enjoyment only, has a selective audience and I make no profit. )
FEEDBACK: Yes please.
Length: 931 words.
Riley was not having a pleasant time. Angel had gotten a very special collar from Sparky, a bespelled one meant for just such awful bondage as Riley found himself in. The collar took care of the more messy aspects of keeping a human in permanent bondage. He would not need to eat or excrete and his muscles would be discreetly worked to keep them from atrophy. His circulation would not suffer, and in fact it made the bondage all the more painful by not permitting the flesh to numb.
It was a week into his bondage and he was out for his nightly reaming with one of the huge dildos they'd purchased. He was bent forward and strapped onto a spanking horse. Spike was busy lubing up one of the dildos as Angel was warming his ass with an elkskin flogger. Elkskin was a good medium choice, with plenty of thud and a little cutting potential if applied hard enough. Riley's ass was turning a nice shade of dark red under repeated blows, and it was covered in welts.
Riley himself screamed and grunted into the gag. The collar could mute voice as well but Angel preferred to hear the screams, even if heavily muffled. Angel had a serene smile on his face with just the faintest twist in the corner. The screams gratified him terrifically. He finally got his fill of beating Riley, at least for the moment, and then took the dildo from Spike. He forced it hard into Riley and chuckled at the high, long scream it evoked.
"You were stupid, Riley. You tortured and tried to sell my boy. You fucked him and used him and he's mine. If you stupid soldier boys had bothered to do even the slightest real research into the beings you captured and tortured you would have known he was mine. And you would have known how dangerous it is to cross me."
It warmed Spike all the way through to hear those words, even more than seeing Angel start to fuck him hard and fast with the dildo. He settled in to watch. From recent experience he knew Riley would be suffering for at least the next hour before he got packed away again.
~~~~
Darla smiled and laughed a musical laugh as she watched the cameras. "He's getting darker. He's enjoying it." She ran a finger over the screen. "My dear boy, I can see you behind the soul now."
Lindsey frowned. "You still want him."
Darla grinned wickedly at Lindsey. "And so do you, but Spike has him now. All we can do is watch and wait for the right time to spring the last part of your plan."
Lindsey didn't comment on her assertion that he wanted Angel, just grunted in agreement to the second comment she made.
~~~~
Spike writhed in the elaborate Shibari bonds that Angel had spent a few hours putting on him. His arms were sheathed in knotted coils, forced almost together from shoulder to wrist down his back. His legs were bent and bound, ankles to thighs, and he wriggled in erotic torment against the sheets as Angel caressed his ass and slid a lubed finger up inside him. Spike was weepingly hard from the long build-up but Angel showed no signs of hurrying his slow teasing.
Angel chuckled at Spike's dilemma and moved from behind Spike to crawl onto the bed and sat in front of him. "Time for you to earn your freedom, boy," he said, and rubbed the head of his own rampant cock across Spike's lips. "After this and after I fuck you til you see stars."
Spike obediently and eagerly opened his mouth. He always enjoyed the feel of Angel's cock in his mouth, enjoyed the taste and the scent of it, enjoyed servicing his Sire. He groaned as the cool shaft was pressed between his lips. He couldn't move properly to do anything here, he could only use his lips and tongue as Angel controlled the face-fucking. And Angel was taking his time, moving languidly, savoring the feel of Spike's mouth on him. He took slow, shallow thrusts and gripped Spike by the hair to keep his head up and in the proper place.
He didn't let Spike finish him with his mouth, leaving the younger vampire whimpering at the loss of his prize. He pulled out and then moved behind Spike, gripping his hips and earning a groan from Spike in anticipation. Angel slowly pushed into Spike's helpless bound body. He couldn't help the thrill he felt, taking Spike when he could do nothing but be taken.
For his part, Spike loved being helpless like this. Quite aside from the progress it showed on his mission to make Angel dark, it evoked the keenest erotic sensations. Helplessness, being moved and used like a toy, it was something Angelus had taught him to crave as a fledge. He whimpered and moaned as Angel began to move faster, snapping his hips, slamming into Spike.
"I'm going to see how long I can fuck you before I let go," Angel said. "You can come when you want but it won't stop me from fucking you over and over tonight. I hope you are ready for it." He growled and kept up his punishing pace. "You're going to know you're mine all the way through. You are mine, you know."
"Yours," Spike said, even as his whole body tightened and shivered to Angel's words. Every day he sounded closer to his old self even as the soul stayed in control.