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Faith looked at him and smiled, "Come on. You know you want to."

"Go away," Angel said, rolling his eyes.

"Think about it, Fang. Lose that soul, rule the town. My boss will allow you to have such control. You can torture Bitchy, kill Xander, fuck Willow...."

"What?" he said, his eyes narrowing.

Faith smiled, her lips twisting in a smirk. "You know you want her. I sure as fuck do. What I wouldn't give to make her twist and turn and moan and beg for more. To hear that proud little girl beg....Damn, it makes me wet just thinking about it."

"Just go away," Angel said, trying to ignore the feelings her words were causing.

"I saw the way you looked at her," Faith said, a knowing smile crossing her lips as she ran a fingernail down his chest. He struggled against the chains that were holding him and she laughed, "That night she was wearing the leather? I saw it. You were thinking the same thing I was thinking. Wondering what it would take to get our sweet little Willow to let loose like that and beg us to fuck her. You can't lie to me, Fang. I know the truth."

"Just kill me," Angel said, not bothering to deny her words. She was completely honest. He had been thinking that. His demon had been straining at its bindings, wanting nothing more than to fuck Willow like crazy...to make her beg and cry out for more. Of course, his demon always reacted that way around Willow. Her innocence and purity just cried out to be corrupted. He could usually control his urges, his feelings for Buffy overpowering them. But, when he had lost his soul, well, she had been lucky to escape his games. He had been too busy concentrating on revenge, deciding that claiming his redhead could wait. Angelus had always been a cocky bastard, sure that he would defeat the slayer and get his redhead. He hadn't.

"Oh, honey, I don't plan on killing you," Faith said, her hand encircling his cock. "I want you to want me as much as you want her."

"Faith," he warned, bucking up against her palm. He was half hard from images of taking Willow, of just giving up and letting his demon control him and taking what he wanted. He closed his eyes, hissing as she began to work her hand over his cock. He could almost forget that it was her and imagine it was Willow, her green eyes wide with curiosity and arousal as she waited for his instructions. He groaned, feeling Faith's mouth on his cock. He began to move against her mouth, surprised she was so easily taking his thickness. Very few had been able to get his cock into their mouths, Spike being the best of all his lovers. He felt her move her mouth as he groaned, arching into the air in need.

Faith laughed, running her mouth over his neck. "What do you say, Fang? Ditch the soul and work for my boss? Take Red and play a bit? I would love to share her with you..."

"Faith," Angel snarled, opening his eyes into yellow slits.

"What?" she asked, running a hand between her legs. She had always thought that Angel was Buffy's lapdog. She had never really been interested in him until she had seen the way he had looked at Willow. Those dark eyes of his filled with such naughty thoughts. She had realized then that if that damn soul hadn't been in the way, that he would be claiming Red in ways she had dreamed about herself. They had quite a bit in common, her and his demon. They both hated Buffy, they both liked to play games and they both wanted Willow.

"Unfasten my hands," he said, knowing he should simply walk away and let Buffy know that Faith had gone bad.

"Sure," she said, seeing the need and desire in his eyes. Sure, some of it was because of her references to Willow but some was for her too. She unfastened the chains, gasping as he threw her to the cold floor and entered her completely. She groaned, her cunt tightening around his length. He was so damn huge, she didn't know how Prissy Buffy had taken him all. Poor guy probably hadn't had a good fuck in a long time. She began to meet his thrusts, not scared of him in the slightest. She was soon screaming obscenities at him, needing to cum. She cried out her release as she felt his seed spilled deep inside her, as his teeth bit into her neck.

Faith opened her eyes slowly, sitting up and looking around. She saw Angel and felt an urge inside her stomach. He smiled, his dark eyes raking over her naked form.

"You're awake," he said simply.

She nodded, licking her lips. "I feel strange."

"You're hungry," he said, moving to sit on the floor beside her. He ran a hand over her face, his eyes appreciative. "You're a looker, Slayer."

"You're not so bad yourself," she said, looking over his lean and nude form.

He laughed, "One thing you should know, though. Actually, two I guess."

"What's that?" she asked, curiosity in her eyes.

"First, Red is mine, but I'll share," he smiled a seductive smile as a wicked gleam entered his eyes.

She laughed, "Oh, I love sharing....what else?"

"I don't work for anyone except myself," he said, "and this is my town. This boss of yours? Well, let's say he and I are going to take a meeting...."

She laughed, imagining the mayor faced with Angelus. Her eyes flashed gold as she also imagined what fun they both could have with Willow. She moved against him, pinning him to the floor as she took his length into her cunt. "Whatever you say, sire."

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Mayor Wilkins looked up as Faith walked into his office. He smiled, "Faith, dear. How did your little experiment go?"

"Better than I ever imagined," Faith said, resisting the urge to simply kill him. She moved to sit on the edge of his desk, watching his eyes narrow. She smiled, not believing that she had ever worked for this little slimy bastard.

"There are three perfectly good chairs," Richard pointed out dryly.

"Yeah, I can see," she said, not making any attempt to move.

"Fine, sit there," he said, knowing it would be pointless to argue with her. "So, things worked as you predicted."

"Oh yeah," Faith said, licking her lips as she remembered the past two days fucking and learning from her new sire. She had made her first kill under his tutelage. It had been amazing, the thrill of the hunt, the feel of the blood as it coursed down her throat, the sound of the heartbeat as it faded. She got wet just thinking about it. And Angelus was an amazing lover. He was the best fuck she had ever had. A rough, fierce lover but at times generous and almost caring. They had spent days discussing their plans. He didn't want to make the same mistakes as he had before. The only two things they knew for sure were that the mayor had to be dealt with and that Willow was going to be theirs.

"So, do I count Angelus among my staff now?" Richard asked, frowning as he noticed a few subtle differences in her.

There was a snort from the doorway. "Sorry, I don't work for anyone."

"Angelus, I assume?" Richard asked, the frown deepening as he sensed the power in the arrogant man standing in his doorway.

"In the flesh," Angelus drawled lazily, entering the office and shutting the door. He moved in between Faith's legs, his hand moving to her chin. "Baby girl was good."

Faith smiled at the praise, "I waited for you, Daddy."

"What is going on here?" Richard asked, rising from his chair.

Faith looked at him, allowing the change to take over her face. She could smell his fear, and inhaled, enjoying the scent. "Surprise!"

"No...this can't be," Richard said, backing away from the two vampires.

"Poor little man. Did you really think I would allow my town to be handed over to you?" Angelus asked, his tone amused. "I think not. I must admit that I am very glad Faith came to me before your immortality went into affect. I would so have hated having to think up some sort of plan. As it is, you made my life easier."

"You two timing little hussy," Richard said to Faith. "After everything I did for you, this is how you repay me?"

Angelus lashed out, catching Richard's head in his hand. He pulled him back forcefully, his eyes flashing yellow. "No one, I repeat no one, speaks to Faith like that."

"I'm sorry," Richard stuttered. "Maybe we can discuss this."

Faith moved beside them, her eyes yellow and glaring with anger at the man who had controlled her for the past months. "Daddy, I'm hungry."

Angelus smiled, "Then eat, my dear."

They both sunk their fangs into Richard Wilkin's neck, Angelus' hand covering the mayor's mouth as he screamed. They fed, draining the powerful blood from the man. Angelus pulled away when he felt the final life draining from Wilkins. He pulled Faith away, letting the mayor's body drop to the floor. He kissed her possessively, their tongues sharing the blood. Pulling away, he smiled, "One task completed."

Faith laughed, "Shall I mark it off the calendar? Mayor killed, check."

"What am I going to do with you?" Angelus asked, his lips twisting in a smile.

"Let's get Willow, and then I'll give you some ideas and suggestions," Faith said, laughing as she pulled him towards the desk.

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Willow stood in front of her mirror, a critical look on her face. Sighing, she gave up and moved to sit in her desk chair. She was so plain...so colorless. She had been shocked when confronted with her vampire self. All that leather and the kinky ideas the girl had whispered to her. She knew that deep down inside, there was a part of her that had thought of doing some of the things the vampire had mentioned. But, the rational part of her mind knew that she'd never do those things. Only in deepest darkest fantasies did she allow that part of herself out. She had always kept it a secret from anyone, knowing how her friends would look at her. Then that vampire had had to come to Sunnydale. She couldn't believe that even in that world her desires were one and the same. Well, except for the Xander part. She was definitely over that stupidity.

No, her fantasies now centered around Angelus and Spike. Not Angel, but Angelus. There was just something so dangerous about them both that brought out this desire in her. Thankfully, no one had realized her secret crush on the two psychotic vampires. Buffy would definitely have had her committed for lusting for the enemy. Now, it didn't matter. They were both gone. Whiny, broody Angel had been left in Angelus' place and Spike had headed off somewhere with Drusilla. Talk about a lucky girl. Drusilla might be slightly insane, but she had both of those guys fighting for her. Willow couldn't even begin to imagine how that would feel. To have someone like that want you much less two someones like that. She shook her head, pushing those thoughts away.

That stupid vampire version of herself had ruined everything. It had brought back the desires and darkness that she had pushed away so long ago. It had also caused her friends to look at her in suspicion. She could see their disgust at the blatant sexuality that that Willow had given off. They looked at her now and saw an enemy, even if they wouldn't admit it. They saw an immature little girl that thought herself a master vampire. Didn't they see that that Willow had been turned when she fifteen. No, all they saw was the leather and dirty thoughts. That Willow had been strong though, despite the childlike aura around her. Hell, in half a day she had had the vampires in Sunnydale under her control. Willow knew that her friends would never believe that she was capable of what that woman had done. Well, maybe Angel. He had made that comment about vampire selves being like their human selves. She had been sitting at home, avoiding them all, since that woman had left. She had been lost in her thoughts as long buried sexual desires had reeled their ugly heads.

She had spent some time alone with the vampire version of her. No one really knew what they had spoken about, believing it had concerned the spell. It hadn't. The vampire Willow had told her stories about her world. About her life and the control she had....about the fun games they played...about the pain and pleasure and the times she would give up control. Even now, Willow could hear her voice so breathlessly describing her Puppy or her lovers. She had also reminded Willow of the times she had felt an attraction to another woman. Another impulse that Willow had buried. She was the smart one, the hacker. She had no business dreaming about wild sex with vampires, or wild sex at all.

She would never let Buffy or Xander know just how perverted her thoughts ran. She had gotten good at hiding them, having many years experience by now. Besides, it wasn't like any of them would ever suspect that their sweet little Willow was a closet whatever she was. She had no actual experience so she was probably worried for no reason. Sure, she dreamed about pain mixed with pleasure...about vampires and blood and bites...about other women and urgent, hurried caressed. For all she knew, that was all they were. Dreams. She was an inexperienced teenager. It was perfectly normal to fantasize, or so the books told her. And, it wasn't always kinky sex. She had dreamed about simply enjoying a man's touch and waking up in his cool arms.

She shook her head, realizing that it should worry her that the stars of most of her fantasies had been dead for over a hundred years apiece. Luckily, no one that looked at her could see those wicked thoughts. They would never guess as they searched through books for research that she was thinking of fucking Angel while Spike fucked her ass so hard she couldn't sit for days right there on the library table. They would be shocked to know that she had fantasized about pushing Faith against the table and fucking that knowing smirk of her pretty face. They would also never believe that she wished that Spike had taken her that night at the warehouse. Forced her into something she knew she would have loved. She wasn't brave like that vampire version of her. She would never be able to be so open about her sexuality, about her wants or desires. Yet, if Spike had pushed her instead of simply leaving, she knew she would never have left that basement. It was like that night Angelus almost killed her. A secret part of her had wanted nothing more than for him to throw her to the ground and fuck her hard and fast. The fear of the situation had turned her on more than she ever would have imagined. Wouldn't Buffy die if she knew that the night her best friend had almost been killed, said redhead had brought herself to two orgasms with her fingers by just imagining what Angelus could have done to her. That had been the start of Angelus taking over her fantasies. When she had seen Spike, well, he had joined them. Even Drusilla had taken part in the elaborate scenarios in her mind. Sometimes being smart had its drawbacks. She was able to imagine every little detail down to the feel of the silk sheets on her back.

The vampire version had told her something else that she had already known. That she not only loved to be in control, but she sometimes relished being dominated. Willow had known that just based on her own thoughts, but hearing it spoken, well, it made it seem more real to her. She wished she could just erase that entire night that had changed her life. Being confronted by a walking version of your subconscious was not fun. Actually, it rather sucked. You could no longer really ignore the things you wanted to after facing them existing in someone that looks just like you. And what was even worse was that the vampire version of herself was happy. Far more happy than she had been for such a long time.

Willow sighed, turning on her computer. It would take awhile, but hopefully soon her friends would forget that vampire version of her and quit looking at her as if she might lick them. Like she would waste her time with any of them anyway, she thought crossly. Only one she was even slightly attracted to, ok maybe more than slightly, was Faith. Angel made her think of Angelus, and she had to admit that he seemed a bit more dark since his return from hell. But, Buffy and Xander and Cordelia? She wouldn't lick any of them, much less anything else. Shuddering at that thought, she decided it was definitely time to stop the mental argument and forget about that vampire. She would make sure she wore the baggiest shirts and pants she had to make them forget what she looked like in that leather, although she had to admit she thought she looked pretty good in a binding, confining sort of way. She started to check her email, her previous internal debate forgotten as she read what Oz was doing in college.

She checked mail for about an hour. Finally, she decided to visit some of her favorite sites. She could see if there was anything new posted at the Occult Forum. Maybe a new spell that could help them. She had hit the link to the site and was waiting for it to download when she heard the knock on her window. Frowning, she got her feet and went to her balcony. She opened the door, her eyes widening when she saw the brunette slayer. "Faith? What do you want?"

Faith smiled, "Shouldn't ask questions like that, Red. I might just tell you."

Willow sighed, rolling her eyes. "Did you just come here to bother me or is there a reason for this visit?"

"Always a reason, Red. Always a reason," Faith said, her eyes sweeping over Willow's gray t-shirt with the faded picture and the pair of old boxer shorts. She let her eyes linger on the pert breasts that were concealed by the cotton material, her memory remembering exactly how they had looked pushed up in that leather get up. She then moved her eyes down Willow's legs, wondering how the girl could keep such marvelous legs covered up all the time. They were well muscled and longer than one might imagine. Faith had a sudden image of them wrapped around Angelus' back as he thrust into Willow's tight little cunt.

"Could you give me the reason sometime this year?" Willow asked, frowning. She knew that she tried to compensate for her attraction to Faith by being curt with the slayer, but sometimes she felt guilty for how rude she would sound at times.

"Bitchy was ambushed," Faith said, "and we need to go save her."

"Buffy? Damn, is she ok?" Willow asked, moving into her room. "Come on in. Give me a minute and I'll change. Was she hurt?"

"Oh, she's not hurt," Faith said, smiling as she entered the bedroom. She went to Willow's computer, hitting keys need to shut the computer down as Willow went to the bathroom to change. She moved around the room looking around curiously, having never been to Willow's house before. She looked up as Willow came back into the room, still wearing the same shirt but now wearing white socks and a pair of blue jeans.

Willow pulled her shoes on and looked at Faith, "Thanks for turning off my computer."

Faith shrugged, "Saved the screen in case you needed it."

"Thanks," Willow said, moving to the balcony. She started to climb down, "So, where is she at?"

"I suppose at home," Faith said with a smirk as she landed beside the girl.

Willow frowned, "What? You said she was caught."

"I lied," Faith said in a friendly tone as she reached for Willow.

"What?" Willow squeaked, her eyes fluttering shut as Faith's finger pressed into a certain spot on the back of her neck. She fell forward into Faith's waiting arms.

Faith smiled, brushing Willow's hair away from her face. "So pretty." She brushed her lips across Willow's warm cheek before tossing the redhead over her shoulder. She started through the streets, keeping to the shadows to avoid Buffy, as she took their new pet to Angelus.

**********

Angelus looked up when he felt Faith's presence. A large smile crossed his handsome face as he saw the bundle against her shoulder. "You got her."

Faith laughed as she deposited Willow gently on the bed. She brushed the girl's hair from her face as she said, "Like taking candy from a slayer."

"She actually went with you?" Angelus said, a bit surprised. He knew that Willow couldn't stand Faith for some reason.

Faith frowned, "I told her that Slutty was in trouble. Good old reliable Willow had to rush to save her friend."

"Ah, that I can see," Angelus remarked, moving to lounge on the bed beside the unconscious girl. He ran his hand over Willow's face, a small smile on his lips. "She's beautiful."

"And she's ours," Faith said, laughing as she leaned over and caught his lips. After a rough kiss, she pulled away and looked down at the redhead. "Can we play?"

"She's sleeping," Angelus said, rolling his eyes. "She'll be much more fun if she's awake for the games."

"Oh come on," she whined, thrusting her lower lip out. "Pweese, Daddy?"

"What did you have in mind?" he asked lazily, moving his fingers across Willow's neck and feeling her pulse.

"Well, for one, she's wearing too many clothes," Faith pointed out with a slight smile as she pulled her own shirt over her head. She wiggled out of her jeans and then glanced at his own nude body, his erection hard and ready.

"You have a point there," Angelus said, his cock throbbing at the idea that he was finally going to see Willow's nude body underneath his as he fucked her into exhaustion.

"And, secondly, if the poor dear wakes up without realizing that she belongs to us, well, she may try to run away," Faith continued in a sweet voice.

"Oh, well, we can't have that now can we?" Angelus said as his fingers began to move underneath the bottom of Willow's t-shirt. He felt her warm skin and closed his eyes briefly as he imagined himself buried inside her warmth. He glanced at Faith and saw the knowing look in her lust filled eyes. "I'd say you should find the shackles. We must prevent her from running."

"And her clothes?" Faith asked, her eyes running over Willow's still body with a wicked gleam in them.

"Let me take care of those," he said, a smirk crossing his face as he deliberately ripped the front of her shirt open. He heard Faith's low groan of appreciation as Willow's pert breasts came into sight. He pulled the remains of her shirt off and tossed it to the ground. He ignored her bra, glancing at Faith with a warning scowl as he saw her hand reach for Willow's pretty little breasts. He growled at her, seeing the spark of irritation in her eyes as she reluctantly moved her hand away. He unfastened Willow's jeans and stood, pulling them off quickly. He let his eyes run over her now half nude body and felt his cock pulled towards her.

She was wearing only a pair of lacy scraps that were supposed to be underwear. The bra and the panties were both a pale beige, mere pieces of lace that barely concealed their hidden treasures. Angelus could see the tuft of reddish brown curls that the panties concealed, the pale rose shade of her nipples that were pushed against the fabric of her bra due to the coolness in the air. "Exquisite."

Faith glanced at her sire and saw him simply standing and looking at Willow. She looked at the girl and smiled, having known the beauty she tried to hide. Faith found her attention drawn to a scattering of freckles across Willow's flat stomach. She found herself wondering if the redhead had freckles anywhere else. She decided then and there that she was going to find and kiss any freckles that covered the girl's body. Ah, to have goals she thought with a smile. "Leave the rest."

"What?" Angelus asked, tearing his eyes from their pet and looking at his newest childe.

Faith smiled, "I want to take them off of her when she's awake and begging for our touch."

"That does sound fun," Angelus said, looking back at their prisoner. "Chain her up. She should be coming to anytime now."

"Yes, Master," Faith said, her tone amused. She laughed when he swatted her ass, the sting sending shivers along her spine. She fastened Willow's hands to the headboard of the bed, making sure that the girl was comfortable but could not escape.

"Her legs?" Angelus said, his tone questioning when Faith settled down to simply look at Willow's face.

"Oh no," Faith said, "I want to see them wrapped around your waist as you fuck her. Besides, we want her consent to play. If we go too overboard, she'll be too scared to say yes."

"You do know her don't you?" Angelus said, realizing the truth in her words.

"I've wanted her since arriving in this damn town. Fuck yeah, I know her. Been watching her for months. Probably know more about her than any of those other idiots," Faith said, her tone bitter as she thought of the slayer and the others.

"Good. Tonight, we see how well you use that knowledge," Angelus said, moving to her and taking hold of her chin. "Remember this, you are mine. She will be mine. I will share, but she belongs first to me then to you."

"Yes sire," Faith said, turned on by the pain he was causing her.

"I do believe I would cum if she merely opened those beautiful eyes and looked at me," Angelus remarked with a slight smirk. "The anticipation has been wondrous."

"Let me help you with that," Faith said, her hand taking hold of his large cock as she began to stroke him. "You need to be able to give her such pleasure that she begs to remain with us. Can't have you cumming before you even touch her."

"You just want to fuck," Angelus said, his tone knowing as he smiled at his childe.

"Well, yeah, that too," Faith said, pulling him down and into her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She thrust up against him, careful not to hit Willow as they began to roughly couple while waiting for their redhead to awaken.

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Willow slowly opened her eyes, trying to figure out where she was. She sat up, not recognizing the room. Glancing down, her face turned red as she realized she was half nude. She was wearing only her thin lace bra and panties. She remembered Faith coming and getting her. She then remembered Faith lying about Buffy. That was all she could remember though. Had Faith brought her here? Undressed her? She felt a rush of heat at the idea that Faith had taken her clothes off. Where was she? She moved to swing her legs over the bed, only to feel her foot restrained. She glanced down, eyes widening as she saw the pretty silver chain attached around her ankle. The chain was fastened to the bottom of the bed, providing her with evidence that she was going nowhere.

"Goodie, you're awake," an amused voice said from the doorway.

Willow looked up, her mouth dropping open as she saw Faith standing there naked. Full breasts, hard rosy nipples, a flat stomach, a scar drifting over her left hip down to the nest of dark curls that lay between her legs. Willow felt arousal wash over her, despite the circumstances surrounding her being there. God, how she wanted Faith. "Let me go!"

"Uh uh," Faith said, smiling as she smelled the intoxicating scent of Willow's arousal in the air. She moved towards the bed, her eyes raking over Willow's pert little breasts, noticing the nipples straining against the bra. She honestly bet if she touched her finger to the piece of scrap between Willow's legs she would find it soaked. She had to admit she was rather proud of how Willow was handling all of this. She had expected tears and begging. Not that either of those things would be bad, but this fire was much more enjoyable. Made her want to play until they both got burned. "I think I'm gonna keep you."

"Keep me?" Willow said, not able to tear her eyes away from Faith's. There was something different about the slayer. "For what?"

Faith laughed, the sound husky and causing Willow's nipples to tighten even more. "Must you ask?"

Instead of fear, Willow felt a rush of desire spread over her body. She was so turned on by this entire situation. It seemed to have almost been stolen from her diaries, though in most of those dreams it was Faith fastened to the bed as she tormented the pretty slayer. Had Faith really been able to see the truth in her eyes.....seen the desire and lust that Willow could swear was evident for anyone to see? Or was this some twisted game that the slayer was playing...something to get back at her for everything that had happened between them. Willow's eyes ran over Faith's nude body and she found herself not really caring what was motivating it as long as she got a long hard fuck finally. She was so ready. She could feel her juices on her thighs, knowing that one touch and she would explode. Being chained to the bed, having Faith so dominating and nude....it was too much for her body to comprehend. It was fantasy come to life.

There was a rumble of laughter from the doorway, causing Willow to reluctantly move her eyes from Faith's and turn towards it. Her eyes widen as fear entered her for the first time since waking up. "Angelus?" she whispered, noticing the differences immediately.

Angelus smiled, the scent of Willow's arousal causing his cock to throb. He noticed her use of his given name, realizing she had known the truth with just one look. That was his girl. He looked at Faith and his eyes flashed yellow, "I told you to wait for me."

"I couldn't wait, Daddy," she said, her tongue licking her lips as she looked towards Willow. "She's intoxicating....I just want to eat her all up."

"Oh my God!" Willow said, finally placing what was different about Faith. "You're a vampire!"

**********

Willow heard her gasped words and cringed, "My God...did that sound as stupid as I think it did?"

"Pretty awful," Faith said, licking her lips as she stared at the redhead. "That was definitely a Buffy observation."

"That's what I thought," Willow muttered, making a face. Suddenly, her eyes widened. "But, you are. Aren't you? A vampire?"

"Oh yeah," Faith said, leaning against Angelus. "It's great. The power? You can't even imagine."

"There have been slayers that have been changed before," Angelus said, running his hand over Faith's full breast. He saw Willow's eyes daze slightly as she watched his hand. Smiling, he moved his hand between Faith's legs, finding her wet cunt and sending three fingers easily into it. He heard her whimper as her eyes closed and her head fell back. He ran a tongue over her neck, his cock pulsing from the aroused yet frightened look in the redhead's eyes. "But none have been as strong as my Faith. She's going to put them all to shame."

"Deeper," Faith demanded, her hand kneading her breast as she became lost in the feel of Angelus' long fingers buried inside her.

Willow shifted on the bed, her wetness beginning to leak rapidly as she watched the statement on Faith's face as Angelus pumped his fingers into her. Willow felt an ache between her thighs as she heard Faith gasp in an obvious orgasm. Willow felt a trickle of sweat between her breasts, having remained fixated on the former slayer during the entire scene. She glanced down, seeing that to her disgust, her nipples were hard and pressed against the fabric of her bra. She knew she was soaking wet, having almost cum with no stimulation from just watching and listening to Faith. She should be scared for her life, but instead she was just horny as hell. She finally had to ask, "Are you going to kill me?"

Faith laughed, moving Angelus' hand to her mouth as she licked her juices from those long, talented fingers. "Why would we bring you here to kill you? I'd have simply snapped that pretty little neck and left you on the bed for Bitchy to find if we wanted you dead."

"You might want to torture me before killing me," Willow said in her defense, not wanting to appear to have said two stupid things in one night.

"Oh, love, we plan on torturing you all right," Angelus said, moving towards the bed. His dark eyes ran over her slim form, seeing the curly red hairs pressed against the pale lace of her panties. The juices evident through the thin material. His moved past her flat stomach, taking in every detail from the cute little belly button to the scattering of freckles on her stomach to her surprisingly full breasts that she kept hidden underneath those large baggy sweaters. Almost a perfect size for his hand, and he knew they'd fit perfectly in Faith's. Hard nipples that appeared a delicate rose shade pressed against the white lace of her bra. He looked into her eyes and saw the wonder and desire in their depths, realizing that she wanted this. Wanted to be taken by both him and Faith. He smiled a dangerous smile, knowing that that night she was going to get everything that she wanted and then some. "Torturing you with our lips and our tongues and our hands and our fangs. Have you ever felt a fang scrap across your clit, Willow? The slight prickle of pain forgotten as the pleasure rocks through your body. My sweet little virgin, we plan on torturing you until you beg us for more."

"Wait until you feel him, Red. Inside? Stretching you so wide...you can't imagine how large he really is until he's inside those tight lips, going where no one has ever been before. Going far deeper than your fingers could ever get. He's so good at bringing you right to the edge and then stopping, prolonging the inevitable until you're screaming and demanding him to fuck you hard. And he will have you begging, my pretty little pet. We both will," Faith said, moving her fingernails along Willow's long and shapely leg as she spoke.

"This is a dream," Willow whispered, "it has to be a dream. Just a dream."

Angelus laughed softly, the husky sound doing wonders to her damp panties. He reached out and ran his tongue over her stomach, letting it drift into her belly button. He would get her pierced, he decided. Something pretty and delicate in silver perhaps. She had such a wonderful stomach, he wanted people to see what belonged to him. He heard her soft whimper and took her flesh into his mouth. He bit down, causing her to arch up in pain as she moaned in pleasure. Looking up at her, he smiled. "No, love. You're not dreaming."

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Willow cried out as she felt Angelus' hand on her breast. She looked at Faith, watching the former slayer run her hands over her leg as her dark eyes watched Willow's face. Willow felt strong fingers on her face as Angelus moved her to face him. His mouth claimed hers, his tongue sweeping into her mouth and taking possession of her senses. She whimpered, moving against him. She felt Faith's hands on hers, binding them tightly to the headboard. She felt a moment panic, knowing there was no escape now. The binding was too tight, no looseness at all. She felt Angelus' hands on her breasts, kneading them roughly as Faith's fingernails trailed down her arm. She was burning up, her senses on overload.

Faith smiled down at her sire and the redhead that had been her obsession for months. They looked beautiful together, red and black, both pale and gorgeous. She ran her fingers over Willow's pert breast, twisting the nipple before moving lower. Such pretty little nipples, rosy and hard. She licked her lips, moving down Willow's flat stomach and briefly touching the girl's wetness before continuing down her legs. Faith finally moved between the human's legs, pushing them wide to each side before leaning over and inhaling the sweet scent of Willow's arousal. She felt a rush of desire race over her, causing her to look at her sire, hoping he would not deny her this. She moved her hand to his back, hearing him growl as he looked back at her, his eyes flashing yellow from being disturbed.

"What?" he hissed.

"May I?" she asked, wondering if her eyes were begging as much as her voice was at that moment.

His smile softened slightly, hearing the need in her voice. She had asked permission, something that rather surprised him. "Yes, you may," he replied before attacking Willow's mouth again. She tasted so intoxicating, so warm, so willing. What little hesitation she had felt had been forgotten as soon as their lips had touched. Her body had relaxed against his, arching up for more. He heard her gasp against his tongue, knowing that Faith was tasting her. He felt a moment of jealousy, knowing his childe was tasting their redhead before him, but he knew that he was going to make her his, so he didn't mind sharing.

Willow's fingers curled against her palm, digging into the skin so deeply she knew she must be drawing blood. Angelus was teasing her, his tongue sweeping along her lips and face before claiming her mouth again. She felt Faith's tongue on her cunt, the slayer licking softly along her lips before blowing cool air on her clit. She wasn't sure how Faith was getting the air, but her body didn't care. She was going insane, just wanting something to ease this ache that was overtaking her entire body. She had never felt like this before, not even during the middle of the night when her own hands had caressed her body as images of something very similar to this had filled her mind.

Angelus smelled the blood, his cock throbbing as he ran his tongue along her arm, tasting the small drops her fingernails had drawn. He felt her body arch against his, her breasts pushing against his hard chest as he lazily lapped at her bloody palm. He moved from his position, knowing he had to have her mouth wrapped around his cock. He wanted to feel her warmth surrounding him. He moved his finger along her lips, watching her dazed eyes clear as she saw his cock. She gulped, her lips parting slightly as he stroked his length, his dark eyes on her face. He glanced down her body, seeing Faith's head buried between her thighs, his childe's arousal thick in the air along with Willow's. It was the sweetest smell, their unique scents mingling to form a perfume that he wanted to smell for eternity. He heard a whimper and looked down into those green depths, smiling as he saw her straining against the bindings as her body writhed on the bed. Sweat dripped from her face and body as he watched a random drop slide down her rib cage and pool in her belly button. Leaning over, he ran his tongue over it, his hand still stroking his erection. He heard her beg softly, glancing up from his position on her stomach to see her eyeing his cock. Smiling, he moved back towards her face, getting into a comfortable position that allowed her mouth to reach him without putting too much strain on her arms.

Willow felt the tip of his cock brush against her lips, a cool liquid coating them as he moved it along her bottom lip. She ran her tongue over her lips, opening her mouth to take him inside. She had no idea what to do, but assumed she was doing all right when she heard him groan softly. She opened wider, allowing him to sink more of his length into her warmth. She ran her tongue over him, caressing him as she began to thrust against Faith's face. She felt a finger enter her as fangs scraped against her clit. She pulled back from Angel's thrusting cock and cried out, her body reeling as an orgasm rocked her body. She lay on the pillow panting and gasping for breath as Faith continued to lick her and push more fingers into her. She glanced at Angelus, seeing him watching her and Faith as his hand continued to stroke his cock, now wet with saliva and pre-cum.

"Enough," Angelus said quietly, his tone giving Faith no room to object. Faith moved from between Willow's thighs, her face coated with juices and a large smile.

"She tastes fantastic," Faith said, smiling as she continued to rub her own cunt. "I could taste her for hours."

"Let me taste," Angelus said, his hand snaking around his childe's head and kissing her deeply. His hand reached down, pushing her hand out of the way as he began to thrust three fingers into her cunt, his thumb dancing across her clit as he kissed her deeply. Feeling her begin to contract against his hand, he pulled back, sinking his teeth into her neck as she cried out in release. Pulling up, he grinned, her blood on his lips. "You're right. She tastes wonderful. I wonder how she will feel."

"Why don't you find out?" she offered, moving to Willow's side and forcing the girl's legs open. She glanced at Willow, smiling as she looked at the redhead that had appeared so untouchable and aloof. Fire burned inside the girl, so hot she could almost feel it. Good thing she liked playing with fire. She always like the possibility of getting burned. Made it all the more fun. "Fuck her, Angelus. Make her scream. For me?"

Angelus smiled as he looked at the redhead, seeing the desire and lust in her eyes as she pulled against her bonds. Laughing huskily, he moved between her legs, pushing her legs up as he leaned over, whispering against her mouth, "I think I can arrange that," before he kissed her deeply, Faith's hands on his ass and back.

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Willow moved her body, sinking deeper onto Angelus' cock. She cried out, biting her lip as he stretched her even more than he had the last day. It had been more than twenty-four hours since they had kidnapped her and begun to make her body feel more pleasure than she had ever dreamed possible. She had been fucked in so many ways, so many positions. She still felt as if she might be dreaming, this taking her fantasies further than ever. The first time Angelus had sunk into her, breaking through her virginity and thrusting into her until the pain was gone; the feel of his tongue as it had slid into her tasting her virginal blood; the first taste of Faith's sweet juices; the feel of the slayer's mouth on her clit, fingers thrusting into her until she had screamed so loud...those images would never fade. She would not replace them for anything.

They had spent the entire time fucking and talking and sleeping. She had been allowed to leave the room only to use the bathroom and then only with Faith or Angelus staying with her. She didn't mind, having no desire to leave them. She still had so much to learn, so much to experience. And who better to teach her than Faith and Angelus? Sure, she knew eventually that reality would intrude on their world. That Buffy would soon figure out that Angelus was back, that Faith had been turned, and that she was under both of their spells. She didn't want to think of that though, knowing now was not the time. She'd deal with that when she was released, if she was released. That thought made her smile as she began to ride Angelus, the feel of his cock forcing other thoughts from her mind.

Faith watched her Red fucking Angelus and smiled, a glint entering her eyes as she moved towards the dresser. She withdrew her surprise, wondering if Willow would appreciate it. Somehow, she figured she would. She fastened the harness around her waist, running her cool hand along the seven inches of hard plastic. She moved onto the bed, catching her sire's eyes and smiling. She saw him wink before he pulled Willow's head down and claimed her lips. She moved her hands along Willow's back, enjoying the warmth. She moved her lips down the girl's back, teasing the flesh as she listened to Willow's moans. She ran her tongue over the girl's rosebud, forcing her tongue into it, savoring Willow's unique flavor. She heard Willow gasp, causing Faith to dig her nails more deeply into the girl's flesh. When she felt Willow begin to push back against her, she sat up, licking her lips.

Faith kneeled behind Willow, her hand again moving to the hard plastic. She began to ease it into Willow's tightness, hearing the wonderful sounds of Willow's moans. She slid in slowly, not wanting to hurt her pretty Red. No, that wouldn't do at all. She began to move, forcing the girl deeper onto Angelus' cock. Soon, the vampires were fucking the redhead with solid strokes, and the girl was crying out with every thrust. Willow felt as if she was going to split in two. It hurt, but she had never felt so good. She was meeting each thrust, the feel of Faith's cool fingers on her clit as Angelus kneaded her breasts. She felt fangs against her neck and back as they all moved together. She came twice as the vampires continued to fuck her. She could feel their fingers digging into her flesh, knew they were bruising her. She smiled, leaning back against Faith. She felt the slayer's firm breasts against her back as she kissed the girl. A wet mouth caught her nipple, a tongue flicking against it as fangs scraped her sensitive skin. She cried out again, her muscles tightening. She felt Angelus' hand pull her roughly down, his teeth sinking deep into her as Faith's teeth bit also. She felt his cool seed spilling into her as Faith removed the dildo from her ass. She collapsed on top of Angelus, exhausted from the evening's activities.

"That was...wow," she whispered, looking up at Faith and smiling at the satisfied ex-slayer. Her ass was sore from taking the hard plastic, being barely used to Angelus' soft cock. The vampire was larger than the toy had been, so it hadn't hurt as much as it could have. She licked her lips, her fingers tracing outlines on Angelus' chest as she watched Faith crawl into bed.

"You aren't going to leave us," Angelus said quietly, his voice firm.

Willow looked up at him and smiled, "I'm not?"

"Nope," Faith said. "You're ours and you ain't going anywhere."

Willow sighed, shaking her head slowly against Angelus' chest. "You know what?"

"What?" Angelus asked, his fingers playing with her silky hair.

Willow smiled, looking at both of her lovers, "I think I can live with that."

THE END