Rating NC 17
Pairing Spike/Xander
Distribution: Spanderfiles, anyone else, please ask.
Disclaimer: Not mine yet. But I live in hope.
Warnings: Serious sub/dom, belt punishment, some blood.
Summary: Sometimes Spike used the buckle end
The Buckle End
by
Queenie
"Strip," Xander's master ordered in a tight angry voice, and Xander hurried to obey.
"Take my belt off."
Xander's fingers fumbled as he undid the heavy leather belt and drew it from around that slim waist. He swore Spike only wore the thick belt for it's other, more important use.
"Kiss the buckle, pet" Spike murmured, one long fingered hand slowly caressing the bulge growing behind his buttoned fly.
Xander obediently pressed his lips to the metal, but was unable to withold a shiver. It had been a long time since he'd felt the buckle end on his naked skin, the scars had faded and were almost invisable now. In the early years it had been a common punishment, as Spike trained up his new pet. Xander had hoped never to have to endure it again.
Reaching out a hand he touched his master's thigh and waited for permission to speak.
Spike gazed down at his pet for a long moment, his face unreadable.
"Give me the belt," was all he said, and Xander's gut tightened. Damn, he won't let me beg my way out of this
Hand shaking a little Xander held out the belt, watching as Spike carefully doubled it, allowing the buckle end to dangle down. The thick belt seemed almost too big for the deceptively delicate hand holding it.
"Over the back o' the couch, I reckon," Spike finally decided, and Xander was grateful to be able to brace himself against a soft and forgiving surface, especially as his master seemed a long way from any forgiveness at the moment.
Why hadn't he sent Willow away? He knew the rules. One visit, once a month, for one hour. No more, no less.
Spreading his legs and bending forward over the couch back, he cursed his stupidity. Life had been going so smoothly lately, Spike's demon hadn't felt the need to prove ownership or dominion over it's property for a long time, Xander having morphed into the perfect pet over these last few years.
Xander knew Spike's demon hated him having any contact at all with his old friends, Spike was always a bit brittle straight after the monthly visit, and tended to fuck Xander into the mattress almost before his friends had left the building in an effort to reestablish dominance.
For Willow to come over out of visiting hour was just asking for trouble, and he should have closed the door on her straight away, not stayed to bandy words on the doorstep until his master had come to discover what was happening.
The first lash caught him off guard, the buckle cutting into one tender buttock.
"Count," Spike ordered as the second lash struck
"Two!" Xander gasped.
"Count properly, from the beginning, pet," came the smug reply
"One, master, thank you, master," Xander got out as the buckle bit into his flesh.
Spike laid a trail of fire over Xander's buttocks and thighs, varying the stokes so Xander never knew where the next one would fall. He could feel thin trails of blood trickling down his thighs from the cuts the buckle was making as Spike beat him thoroughly with the heavy leather.
"six...six...sixteen...master...thank you master," Xander gasped as he clung to the couch, his legs and ass on fire.
Finally he heard the belt drop to the floor, and then his master's hand rested gently on his shoulder while with the other he worked a finger into Xander's hole, using some of Xander's spilt blood for lube.
Xander collapsed panting against the couch back as Spike stretched him wide and pushed his rock hard erection deep into his ass.
"So lovely, pet, so tight...so good...such a good pet fer me aren't ya?" Spike murmured into his boy's ear as he began to fuck that lovely ass.
Xander arched his neck as Spike began to fuck him hard, offering himself to the demon riding him.
Spike could feel his fangs dropping as his orgasm overtook him, and bit hard into his pet's neck.
The smell of his pet's blood in his nostrils, with his cock and fangs deep inside his pet's willing body, pacified the demon, and Spike's hips bucked wildly as he came, before he collapsed over Xander's back, finally sated.
Xander vowed never to allow his master to become so upset with him again.
The End
