A/N: Yes I know, another story, but I just can't help myself. I really want to write a story with the older seasons in it, plus I really want to write a down and dirty filled with sex goodness between Spike and Buffy. Really this is like porn with very good plot. This will be set right at the start of Season 3 while Buffy is off in L.A, but it will replace the first episode.

Summary: Buffy has been in L.A for two months now living under a false name. She has been working as a waitress and barely making enough money to pay her rent and eat. She has been desperate enough to work a couple of nights at a strip club serving drinks. With her heart broken, no friends or family support she is a broken young woman with no desire to live. Her whole world is about to change when a blonde vampire walks back into her life.

Spike has been dumped by Dru for two months now since he helped the Slayer stop Angelus. He came to L.A to forget all about the Slayer when he finds her in the one place he never thought he would. He wants nothing more than to drain her dry and make her pay, but the dead look in her eyes makes a place deep down inside of him ache just a little bit. Can Spike show Buffy what living is really like or will she give in to the death wish that has been haunting her since she was first called?

Story Warnings: Sex, lots of it, all very different kinds of sex with toys and in public places, swearing, dirty talk, violence, blood pay, vampireBuffy and sex, just in case you missed that part.

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Chapter 1

Buffy sat in her small, rundown, bachelor apartment in the basement of an old apartment itself was barely three hundred square feet. The apartment only had enough room for the cheap single mattress she had on the floor and a milk crate with an older than dirt television that only worked when Buffy had a movie to watch. Something she didn't often have unless she was able to pick one up from the library. She only had a single pillow and sheets that she was able to get from a thrift store. Aside from that, her clothes were still in her duffle bag and the pathetic kitchen was always empty of food. Buffy could barely afford the outrageously expensive rent for this crappy place, eight hundred dollars a month, she couldn't afford food as well. Anything extra she had went towards hygiene supplies like shampoo and toilet paper. Her bathroom was another joke. There was only a curtain to hide the toilet, sink and tiny shower that often didn't have hot water. She was living in a dump and there was nothing she could do about it. She couldn't afford anything better, she could barely afford this place. There was no heat or air conditioning, thankfully with being a Slayer meant she didn't get sick, but she had lost a good amount of weight in the past two months of being here. The only time she got to eat was when she was on her dinner break at work and that was only a free sandwich, otherwise she didn't eat.

After Buffy had killed the love of her life she had no choice, but to leave. Her friends were mad at her for bringing forth Angelus, like she had planned it or something. Her own mother had kicked her out refusing to believe that she didn't have a say in whether she could stop being a Slayer or not. What was she supposed to do? Let the world end just to make her mother happy? So with her boyfriend dead and sent to Hell for all eternity Buffy grabbed her bag and hitchhiked her way to L.A. where she was hoping to have a better chance at getting a job. She was after all a seventeen year old high school dropout, though her fake ID had her as nineteen. Buffy had no money though so for the first week she spent it living on the streets before she was able to get a job and find a landlord willing to rent to her without any upfront money. She had to pay by the week here, but at least she had a roof over her head. She was able to get a job at a diner easily enough as a waitress, it didn't pay well at all and Buffy had to work seven days a week just to make end's meat and even then she had to resort to working two Saturday nights at a strip club serving drinks. Not something she was proud of or happy about. The men were all pigs that enjoyed grabbing her ass and trying to get her into the back room. The owner kept touching her and all too often he would accidentally rub his hand over her chest. He was always trying to get her to go on stage or to dance for him privately, not that she ever would, but it only made her life more miserable.

Buffy hadn't even fought a single vampire or demon since being here. She didn't have it in her and she was afraid that if she did she would just close her eyes and wait for the end to come. She was getting more and more depressed and it was starting to be scary to her. She didn't want to die, but part of her really wanted to die and escape from all of this pain that never seemed to go away. She was completely and totally alone. Buffy let out a sigh and grabbed her clothes that she would need for tonight's job at the club. She had to dress provocatively, which meant short skirts where her ass cheeks hanged out of and a lingerie top that made her boobs push up and out on display. Buffy hated it, but she needed the money tonight so she could pay her rent. She had lost two shifts this week at the dinner because they had hired another girl. Buffy knew she wasn't very good at waitressing and she was worried that her boss was going to lessen her shifts until there was nothing left. If she lost that job Buffy didn't know what she would didn't want to have to be working at the club anymore than she already was, but if she was fired from her diner job, what choice would she have? Once she was dressed she put on some black pumps and her trench coat before she headed out for the night.

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Spike had been in L.A for a month now. He was not happy about it, but it was better than some rundown town overseas. From the moment that Dru woke up in the car she was furious with him and had let it be known that she was done with him. She had done the one thing Spike never thought she would do, she pulled out a stake and got him right in the middle of his chest. It didn't kill him, but the pain came out of nowhere and it was enough that he crashed his car and Dru took off, severing their connection as she went. Spike knew he could have gone after her, but he knew that this time around she was done. This wasn't her looking to cheat and be with someone else because that was what love was to her. This was her completely finished with him because he not only made a deal with the Slayer, but had a hand in her precious Daddy being killed and brought down to Hell. Spike had been hurt and furious with her for a while, but he found that it didn't last as long as he thought it would. The last century of everything she had put him through came flooding his mind and Spike had to admit he was almost relieved to see her go. He would always worry about her, because she was so easily confused and vulnerable, but he wasn't going to lose sleep over her. He was done taking care of her and being her protector she was old enough by now to figure it out.

After a month of trying to find the right city to call his own Spike ended up in L.A and deciding to stay. He got his own penthouse condo in downtown L.A to enjoy. The women he brought there really enjoyed it and Spike enjoyed them before killing them and dumping the bodies. He was old so he never had to worry about money, he was very good at that and had always been. Now that it was just him he found that he enjoyed living a different life, one of luxury. Dru never had an interest in living well off, she always wanted dark and dank places while Spike always wanted more. He wanted to pamper the woman he loved with the best that the world had to offer, but Dru had no interest in any of it. Now it was his turn to live and he was going to do just that.

Spike decided that he would venture into a strip club to see if there were any lucky ladies he could bring back to his place to enjoy and munch on. Bars and clubs were the easiest to find his next meal and shag, he often got more than one back with him for some extra fun. There was just something sexy about watching one girl eat another girl out while he was screwing the one from behind. He never got to play like this with Dru and he was finding that he loved every second of his new found freedom. Spike walked into the club and took a seat in one of the side booths that was for VIP. He had been here before and the owner had already given him a permanent booth with the amount he had spent in here. He liked the booths because he could see the whole place and all of the girls, but it was also sheltered around the sides so he could get more hands on with a girl without any of the others knowing it. You could often hear someone having sex right next to you. Spike scanned the crowd and when his eyes landed on a certain blonde he thought for sure his heart would have stopped had it worked in the first place. There serving drinks in one of the sexiest outfits he had ever seen was the Slayer.

Spike had no idea what she was doing in L.A or working in this club. He knew that she would have had a hard time after killing the love of her life, but he figured that between her friends and her mom she would recover from it. Yet watching her now, he could see the dead look in her eyes, he could see the pain there. It was a pain that went deep into Spike's gut, because it was not a look he ever thought he would see on her face. She had already been through so much with Angelus and had overcome it, Spike had no idea what could have put that pain in her eyes. During the past two months all Spike had thought about was killing her when he saw her again. He had no interest in going back to Sunnydale anytime soon, but he had made plans to kill her still. They had enough history between them that it should be him that got to be the one to finally do her in. Yet seeing her now was making it hard for him to find that urge to drain her dry and not screw her senseless. She headed over to his booth without even looking up. It was clear she wasn't happy with working here.

"What can I get for you?" Buffy asked without even looking up from her notepad.

"An explanation." Spike simply said and that caused Buffy's head to shoot up.

For an instant shock filled her eyes before they went right back to dead.

"What do you want to drink Spike?"

"That's it? No, what the hell are you doing here? No get out now before I stake you? Just gonna take my order then?" Spike asked slightly shocked and deep down hurt, Buffy had no spunk, no spark that made her so fun to talk with and play with. There was nothing left of her.

"I'm doing my job and why you're here is none of my business."

"Maybe I'm here to kill everyone." Spike tried.

"Be my guest, it's not my job anymore. Now, are you going to order or not? I have other customers and I need their tip money to keep from living out of a box." Spike could see and hear the stress in her voice and he knew she had been going through a hard time.

"Bring me a bottle of whiskey, two glasses."

Buffy just turned and left for the bar. Spike's mind was going crazy with possibilities of what Buffy was doing here. Not only that, his cock was instantly hard at the sight of her. Spike had always been turned on by her, but seeing her in that little outfit, being able to see the bottom of her ass as she swayed her hips and walked away was enough to make any man crazy. He wanted her and he was going to have her, maybe he would kill her when he was done or maybe he would keep her alive so he could continue to screw her. Ya, that's what he would do, keep her alive and show her a whole different world. Open her mind up to all of that sexual curiosity that young women have at her age. With her Slayer strength it would be like screwing a vampire, only she would be warm and sweet. Spike wanted nothing more than to take her right here on this table and screw her in front of a room full of people, but he knew she wouldn't go for it. He would have to slowly get her used to the idea of being turned on, of it being okay and not something she had to hide or be ashamed of like most women were. Buffy came back with the items and placed them down on the table.

"It's two hundred."

Spike handed her the money as he spoke.

"Take a seat and have a drink."

"I have customers."

"I'm a customer, in the VIP section, sitting, talking and drinking with me is exactly your job. And you'll have a very nice tip coming your way. One that matches the price of that bottle."

"You're gonna give me two hundred bucks just to sit next to you and talk?" Buffy asked skeptically.

"Got some questions and I want your full attention. To be workin' here you clearly need the money. Sit down Kitten and have a drink." Spike said, as he poured them both a glass.

"And I'm really supposed to believe that?" Buffy asked with a guarded tone.

"I'm not gonna hurt you or anyone in here. If it makes you feel better that truce of ours is still in effect. Just two people drinkin' and talkin'. You're not gonna turn down two hundred are you?" Spike asked already knowing the answer as he took the money and placed it down on the table.

Buffy didn't know what game Spike was playing, but two hundred dollars was more money she was going to make than out there on the floor getting one dollar tips because she wouldn't let anyone touch her. Buffy took the money and placed it in her clutch that was attached to her wrist before she sat down in the booth. Spike gave her a smirk and pulled her closer to him so she was against his side.

"There we go nice and cozy. Now, let's start at the beginnin' shall we?" Spike said, as he gave Buffy her drink and was surprised that she took the shot without any problems. Clearly this wasn't the first time she had drank with a customer or had drank at all.

"What's there to say?" Buffy said sadly.

"How about what happened after you sent old Angelus to Hell?" Spike said providing her with a starting point.

"I didn't send Angelus to Hell, I sent Angel to Hell. My friends neglected to tell me that Willow was working on a spell to put his soul back into him. By the time it happened he had already removed the sword and opened the portal. I stabbed him and sent the man that I love to Hell, all for the world. And you know what I got? Nothing. I got my friends hating me because it's all my fault that Angelus showed up. I got kicked out of my house by my mom because I refused to let the world end. Not to mention got expelled from the only high school in town. That's what Buffy got."

Spike poured Buffy another shot as he spoke. "First, it's not your fault that Angelus came about. Eighty years that wanker had that curse on him and he knew what would happen if he ever became perfectly happy. He took that risk with you. He never told you about it when he should have. That's on him and whatever happened afterwards is on him, not you. You were just another victim of his and believe me he had a lot of underage girl victims. Your mates shouldn't be mad or blamin' you, not if they were truly your mates. It hurts now, but you don't need fake friends Kitten. Ones that will leave you high and dry when things get tough or don't go their way, that's not a true mate. That's just a user. Second, what did your mum expect? You got chosen for this, you didn't pick it, it's not your fault there are idiots in the world that want to see it burn. She should be proud of you and honored that you're her daughter. You're special unlike all of the other girls in the world."

"I don't feel very special. Something goes wrong and it's all my fault. How is that fair? I saved the world, again, I've died saving it, I sent the man that I love to Hell, why isn't that good enough? Why can't they just tell me they love me and that it will all be okay? I knew my mom was mad, but I thought she would get passed it. She hasn't even looked for me, none of them have."

"Your mates are idiots. As for your mum, I've seen a lot of Slayers Luv, more than I've even killed. And none of them had any family or friends. I think it's hard on parents, knowin' their little girl is out there at night fighting the underworld and could die every time she steps out that door. Parents they want to protect their kids from danger, not watch them fight it. It's not easy on em. Your mum loves you, I can tell, she just needs time to adjust to the world you threw at her. It's not just the fact that you're a Slayer, it's that magic is real and vampires and demons exist. It can be a lot to take. It was for me after I was turned and I was a vamp."

"Why are you being so nice?" Buffy asked, as she took her second drink.

"Can be when I want to be, besides we got that truce still. I'm not all bad Kitten. How did ya end up here in L.A?"

"Had to go somewhere. I couldn't stay in Sunnydale. So I hitchhiked here, lived on the streets for a week before I got a job at a diner waitressing and found this shitty apartment where I can pay weekly. I only work here two Saturdays a month to help pay my rent." Buffy said with a small shrug.

"You're not eatin' much. Not sleepin' much. I suspect you have a fake ID to be workin' anywhere."

"I'm nineteen." Buffy simply stated because there was no point in arguing it.

"Naughty girl." Spike said with a playful smirk.

"What about you? I thought you'd be off with Dru."

"She left once she woke up. Well after she screamed at me for helpin' you kill her Daddy and then staking me in my chest. Haven't seen her since nor do I care to. Bloody bitch is on her own from now on. A century I took care of her, protected her, made sure she ate when she was too crazy and far gone to remember. What do I get? Cheated on, hit and tortured for my troubles. I'm done with her. After a month of movin' around I settled here. Got myself a nice penthouse condo right downtown. Time I started livin' for me and not for someone else. Be my own man. Which is exactly what you should be doin'."

"How's that? I'm all alone in the world now." Buffy said sadly.

"Only if you let yourself be. You're young, you got a lot to learn about life Kitten. You can look at this situation like you're alone and stuck in some shit hole apartment. Or you can look at it like it's your own apartment. You finally have the choice to live your life how you want to. You can be anyone you want to be. Don't like not havin' mates, make some. Don't like your job start lookin' for a better one, one with more money so you can move to a better spot and have food. Life is whatever you want to make of it."

"So I'm just supposed to forget about my family and friends?" Buffy asked, as she poured herself another drink.

"If they can't accept you and if they don't care to be in your life, why would you want to remember em? You can't tell me the idea of just bein' a young woman coming into her adulthood doesn't sound appealin' even the slightest."

"I don't even know what that would be. The girls here seem so much older than me. They all talk about the crazy stuff they've done and the places they've seen, the sex they've had and then they look at me and I got nothing to tell them. They all love working here and I just hate it."

"But do you really?" Spike challenged.

"Of course I do. I'm in a strip club serving drinks, what's there to love?"

"Hm, I think it's time for a lesson Kitten." Spike said into Buffy's ear before he grabbed her by the hips and put her straddling his lap.

Buffy was shocked and she automatically put her hands on Spike's shoulders to balance herself.

"What are you doing?" Buffy asked shocked and confused.

"Givin' you your first lesson. The mind can often think it knows somethin', but the body tells a different story. You're mind is tellin' you, you hate this job, but your body is lovin' it. You're lovin' the attention you get from all these men. You love being able to tease them as you sway your ass when you walk away. You're mind hates this job, cuz it hates everythin' right now. But this tight little body of yours is lovin' it."

"No I don't." Buffy automatically denied, but she didn't make a move to get off Spike's lap.

"Don't deny it Luv, I can smell just how wet you are. Even right now that sweet pussy of yours is getting wetter by sitting on my lap like this. It turns you on knowin' you can make all those men want you just by walkin' into a room."

"I…" Buffy was blushing now and she didn't know what to say. She was embarrassed that Spike could actually smell her.

"Now, none of that. Nothin' to be ashamed of Kitten. That little roll in the hay with soul boy got your sexual desires flowing, got you curious. It's natural and a good thing. Women are always shy and ashamed of wantin' sex at your age, when you shouldn't be. You should be explorin' every possibility out there for you. Doin' all kinds of crazy things." Spike moved closer and whispered in her ear. "Don't tell me you haven't thought about it. Haven't woken up all hot and wet from a dream and wanted to touch yourself. Tell me Kitten have you ever let yourself feel your own fingers? Ever made yourself cum?"

"Spike." Buffy didn't know what was happening right now. All she knew was that her body was reacting to Spike like he was fire and she was gasoline. She could feel herself getting even more turned on the more he talked and what made it worse was knowing that he could tell too.

"Tell me Kitten. Have you ever played with your pussy before?" Spike asked again, as he moved his hand over to her drenched panties.

"No." Buffy answered softly.

Spike gave a little tug on the panties and ripped em right off. He then grabbed Buffy's right hand and guided her over to her pussy. Spike moved his legs open and that forced Buffy's legs to open as well giving them both access to herself. Spike placed Buffy's hand right on her clit and moved it in small circles as he spoke.

"You should be touching yourself all the time. Experimenting with what feels good to you so you know what will feel good by a bloke."

"It's not right." Buffy said, but she found herself unable to pull away.

"It's natural, most natural thing in the world. Sex is meant to be shared and explored, not kept hidden away. That's it Kitten, explore, touch yourself. No one can see you but me. That turns you on even more though doesn't it. Knowin' you might get caught. That I'm gonna watch as you make yourself cum. I bet you taste sweet. Let's see."

Spike moved his hand over to her folds and slid one finger inside of her. Buffy couldn't stop the moan that came out of her.

"You're so tight Kitten. I can barely get a finger in. Those Slayer muscles at work. You're all warm and drenched Kitten. Let's see how sweet you are."

Spike removed his finger and immediately brought it to his mouth and sucked on it. He gave a moan in approval before he removed it and brought it right back down inside of her.

"I knew you'd taste sweet, but I didn't think you'd taste that sweet. Best pussy I've ever tasted. Tell me Kitten, have you ever cum before?"

Buffy couldn't stop the moan that escaped her mouth as Spike worked her inside while she continued to rub her clit. Her mind was screaming at her that this was wrong, but her body refused to listen or to stop. It felt so good, better than the sex with Angel had been. Buffy couldn't understand why this felt so good, so different but it did and she didn't want Spike to stop. Spike moved his free hand down to Buffy's right breast and freed it from the thin material of her top as he added a second finger inside of her.

"Answer me Kitten." Spike said as he licked her right nipple.

"Oh God, mmm no." Buffy moaned and she found herself pushing her hips down further on Spike making his fingers go in deeper.

"You're about to, you're close I can smell it. I'm gonna watch as you make yourself cum all over my fingers Kitten." Spike pinched Buffy's nipple and she moaned and ground her hips harder on Spike's fingers. "So Kitty likes it a little rough eh? A little pain with your pleasure."

Spike stopped moving his fingers and Buffy let out a whine. "Don't stop."

"You want to cum, fuck my fingers then Kitten. Show me how badly you want it." Spike said as he continued to squeeze Buffy's nipple.

Buffy couldn't help herself she had to move. She started off slightly slow moving up and down on Spike's fingers, but it wasn't enough. She needed more, she needed them deeper. Before she knew it she was bouncing up and down on them faster and faster. She had long ago stopped caring if anyone could see or hear her. Her body had taken over and her mind had shut down on her. All she knew was that for the first time in months she felt good and she didn't want that to end.

"You like that eh Kitten. Just imagine how good that would feel if it was my cock inside of you right now. That if it was my cock you were riding hard on."

"Oh ya." Buffy moaned.

"You're gonna cum Kitten. Look at me. I want you to look at me as you make yourself cum." Spike demanded.

Buffy opened her eyes and just seeing the hungry look in Spike's was enough to bring the flood gates. She clenched around his fingers and Spike squeezed her nipple as he felt her spasms coming. With a long moan Buffy cam hard and long, keeping eye contact with Spike. After a few moments when her body had stopped clenching Spike slowly removed his now drenched fingers and put them in his mouth and licked them clean.

"I could eat you all day Kitten." Spike then grabbed Buffy by the back of her neck and brought her down for a hungry kiss.

Buffy didn't even fight against it. She kissed Spike right back and when Spike put his tongue in her mouth forcing Buffy to taste herself on him she couldn't stop the moan that came out of her mouth. She couldn't help but think that no dead person should be this good at kissing and making someone feel amazing. Buffy felt like she could cum all over again just from this kiss. When Spike pulled away he kissed down her neck and gave a few nibbles with blunt teeth. He then went back to her right breast and sucked on her nipple before he moved to the inside of her breast and bit down fully with his fangs, breaking the skin and letting blood flow into his mouth. He began to make slow long pulls of her blood and Buffy couldn't help herself. She threw her head back and moaned hard and loud. She held Spike's head to her breast as she felt herself cumming all over again. She didn't think it would be possible to cum so soon or just as hard, but she continued to cum as Spike continued to pull her blood from her. After a minute Spike stopped and he licked the wound closed. Only then did Buffy finally stop cumming.

Buffy was panting hard as her mind tried to catch up to what her body had just done. She had just let Spike not only touch her, but drink from her. And she liked it. Her body was craving for me, to go further. It made no sense to her at all. Spike was evil, he was a vampire, she had never been this turned on before in her life and she shouldn't be. Not even the idea of being with Angel had turned her on this much.

"This is wrong. It makes no sense." Buffy said softly.

"Wrong to who? Your body is tellin' you what it wants, you should take it. You're comin' into your own, bein' your own woman. You can do whatever the bloody hell you'd like to. You don't answer to anyone. Grab the freedom Kitten."

"You're evil." Buffy argued.

"Ya so? Every man has an evil side and every man has a good side. You just don't know mine. All you know about me is what those Watcher blokes wanted you to know, what Angelus wanted you to see. Mark my words Kitten, you will be mine. I'm going to own that tight pussy of yours. I'm going to own that hot mouth of yours. And I will own this sweet ass. I'm going to fuck every single one of them, over and over again, any place, any time and you're going to let me. You already know you will. Our bodies want each other, they crave it, no point in denyin' it. I can show you a whole different world, I can show you how to live."

"I don't know. It's wrong."

"That's them Watcher's talkin'. All that abuse and manipulation they did on you. 1893 Park Ave, top floor is all mine. You're gonna come after your shift and I'm gonna start showin' you a world that you could have." Spike leaned into whisper into Buffy's ear. "Have fun workin' the rest of the night without any knickers on. But you and I both know how much that is already turnin' you on Kitten."

Spike then kissed Buffy hard and rough before he pulled back and spoke one last time.

"You're not there in a few hours, I'm gonna hunt you down and when I find you I'm gonna tie you down and tease you so bad that when I'm done you'll be begging me to fuck you. You got three hours Kitten."

And with that Spike put Buffy on the table before he got out of the booth, grabbed the bottle and headed out. Spike wanted nothing more than to take Buffy with him or stick around and watch her for the rest of her shift. But this would allow Buffy some time to think about what had just happened and what she was going to do. Spike did know though that he wasn't going to let Buffy get away from him. Buffy sat there completely in shock for a moment. Her legs were all shaky and she couldn't stop going over what had just happened. What she had allowed to just happen. Buffy shakily got up from the booth and headed straight to the back room where the change rooms were. She just needed a moment to think about what had just happened. She just needed a moment to get her thoughts in order and then she would be able to process what she had just allowed to happen. Buffy walked into the dressing room and saw that some of the other girls were there getting changed or taking a break. All eyes landed on her though as she walked through the door.

Buffy headed over to one of the benches on the other side of the room so she could sit and just get her wits about her. She couldn't figure out why she let Spike do that to her, why she allowed it to happen, especially right there in the club. This wasn't like her at all and Buffy couldn't figure out how this could even be happening.

"Who was that hunk you were with in the V.I.P. booth?" Marcy asked, as she came around and sat down next to Buffy.

"Oh just some customer that wanted me to drink with him." Buffy said blowing it all off. Inside she was freaking out though, she didn't think anyone had saw what she did. It was against the rules to do anything sexual with the customers and as much as she hated this job she couldn't afford to lose it.

"Some sexy ass customer. I know you are new here, but sweetie those type of customers is the difference between you living in some shitty apartment and living up in a condo."

"How would a customer make that happen?" Buffy honestly didn't understand this type of life. She had heard some of the waitresses here talking about how they were going on spa weekends and shopping trips from their tip money. Buffy couldn't figure out how they were making that much money when she couldn't get close to it.

"Sweetie, it's all a game here. The customers in the VIP section have the money to throw at us and all they want is a pretty girl listening to their every word. They love the fantasy of having one of us. VIP customers make it possible to walk away with a grand in your pockets. Not to mention what they do outside of work. I mean the sex can be off the chain." Marcy said with a huge smile.

"What? No. That would be against the rules and I'm not interested in one night stands or anything like that."

"You are young, the best thing you can do is go and explore your sexual side. It's not a bad thing that you want a better life. Look, even I can see that you are getting thinner and more tired. You're too young to be weighed down like this. Seize the opportunity for a better life. Hell, go be happy and have fun for a change. All girls do it here and the bosses know. Girls work here just for the connections that the VIP customers have. When they leave here they go to a better life and the bosses are happy because they got richer off the girl. Don't think of them as customers, think of them as networking opportunities. You meet the right guy and you could be on tv or modeling. This is L.A, anything can happen here."

"I thought all of that was against the rules."

"Having sex in the building is against the rules. There's nothing wrong with having conversations with someone. And what happens outside of these walls isn't need to know. Just be smart about it. Shit girl, live a little. You might even have fun while doing it. Enjoy being young, because before you know it, you won't be young enough to do stupid shit. Think about it. But if you want a better life only you can make it happen." Marcy said, as she stood back up and headed over to the other girls.

Buffy didn't know what to think of what Marcy had just said. She knew that part of it did make sense. She was in L.A. if she wanted a better life she had to go out and find it, it wasn't going to just magically appear on her doorstep. But what that life was she had no idea. She didn't know what to do about Spike or how her body had reacted to him. She had never felt anything like that, but at the same time she hadn't exactly been with anyone besides Angel and that turned out horribly. It was also difficult to ignore the pulsing between her legs at just the thought of Spike. Buffy had no idea what she was going to do about later on tonight, what she did know was that she had tip money to make. If she wanted out of that shit hole apartment she had to work her butt off to get there. The two hundred she got from Spike would be enough to cover the rest of her rent, but if she wanted to eat this week she needed to get back out there. She would worry about what to do after her shift when it was over.

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It was just after three hours later when Buffy found herself standing in front of Spike's door. She had no idea what she was doing here, she didn't even change out of her outfit tonight. Her coat was just long enough to cover everything up so she could walk here without being harassed. Her talk with the girls made her curious. What Spike did to her made her feel good, it made her feel something, the first time since Angelus showed up. For the first time in months she had felt something other than nothing but pain. Spike made her feel good and if she was honest with herself she was curious about what else he could do to her. What else she liked. What harm could it bring right? She wasn't the Slayer anymore. She didn't have any friends to be lectured by or judged by. She didn't even have any parents to be disappointed in her. This was her life now, all on her own, why shouldn't she make reckless decisions? Why not be with someone and do something that made her feel something other than hurt? And it wasn't like Spike wasn't hot and had a lot of experience with women. Maybe he would be able to help her make more money and then she could get a new place. He had to be good with money if he could afford a place like this. It was easily over a million dollar condo in the heart of downtown L.A. She was doing this so she could move forward and have a better life at the end of it.

With a final breath Buffy knocked on the door. It only took a moment before Spike opened it with a smirk.

"I was wondering if you would get the nerve to knock or not."

"If you knew I was here, why didn't you open the door?"

"Cause it's your decision on if you come in or not. What's it gonna be Kitten?"

Buffy undid her coat to allow Spike to see what she was wearing. "In."

Spike gave a smirk as he stepped back and allowed Buffy to enter. Spike closed the door behind him as Buffy took in the condo. The entry hallway was made up of white walls with big art pieces hanging from them. The floor was maple and the ceilings were easily ten feet high. She walked down the short hallway and saw that the living room, dining room and kitchen, but all three walls were floor to ceiling windows. There were no curtains to block the gorgeous view of downtown L.A. The kitchen held an island large enough to sit eight people at it, with a white marble countertop and a double stainless steel sink in it. The cabinets were maple to match the floor with a stainless steel stove, fridge, microwave and dishwasher. And that was just what Buffy could see of the apartment. That didn't take into account the high-end furniture that filled the rooms. There was a dining room table with eight seats that were large, big enough to enjoy a long meal in without getting stiff or sore. The two couches were rich black leather and a sectional, all facing the windows to enjoy the view.

"Oh my God." Buffy said amazed, as she looked out the window.

"Go ahead and look around. Take a look at the life you could have one day."

Buffy didn't need to be told twice. She wasn't even going to argue that she could never afford a place like this. She headed down a hallway and saw that there was another living room, but this one had a sixty inch tv in it within a wall unit. More couches, tables, a pool table and a wet bar were in this room as well. Buffy continued down the hallway to find an office. Within this room was a maple wall unit with books filling every shelf, a glass desk and two walls were floor to ceiling windows again. Buffy continued on and saw a laundry room and a bathroom. She then came across the master bedroom and almost died. The one wall was floor to ceiling windows, but what caught Buffy's eye was the maple four poster king size bed with rich red satin sheets and red comforter. It had multiple black pillows on the bed and it looked more comfortable than anything Buffy had ever slept on. There was also an electric fireplace on the opposite wall. She opened a door and saw that it was a full walk in closet with a full three length mirror and an ottoman in the middle of it so you could sit and get dressed. To have a closet like this was something Buffy could die for. That was before she walked into the master bathroom. There was a shower stall with twenty jets that stream all around you. It was big enough for four people easily. The tub is what stole the show though. It was large enough for six people to be in it. It was white marble with a six inch edge all around it so you could easily place something around the tub. It was deep too and Buffy knew she could easily fill the tub up with water and be fully submerged if she wanted to be. This place was to die for and Buffy never wanted to leave and have to go back to her shit hole of an apartment.

Buffy made her way back out into the living room to see Spike standing there looking out the windows. He turned once he heard her.

"How can you afford a place like this? It's amazing." Buffy asked, as she removed her coat and placed it over the back of the couch.

"Been around a long time. Know how to make very good dosh between workin' and investments."

"This is nothing like the place you were staying in back in Sunnydale."

"Dru always liked the darker places. I've spent a century living in shit hole places to please a woman who never appreciated me. It's my turn to live and enjoy the high life once again, only this time it will be on my terms. You could have this life as well. A place like this."

"Ya right. I could never have anything even remotely close to this. I'm a high school drop out. I'll be lucky if I don't end up living on the streets."

"You are more than a highschool dropout. You are a young and beautiful woman, in a city like this you are gold. You just need a push in the right direction. Lucky for you I am very good at gettin' people in the right places. You got people in that strip club that could get you in for photoshoots. You just don't have the confidence in yourself and in your intelligence to make it happen."

"I'm not really good at meeting new people, especially barely wearing clothes. Can't exactly go up to someone and say hi like that."

"Of course you can. You just need the right clothes for it. I'll help you figure it out, but that is somethin' we can talk bout later. I have other things I'm more interested in."

"I'm not really sure what to do here." Buffy said, as she looked down, now feeling self conscious.

"That's ok Kitten, I do." Spike said, as he stalked towards Buffy.

Once he was there he moved and pulled her in for a hot kiss. Buffy easily kissed back and when Spike's tongue pressed against her lips she easily opened her mouth for him. The kiss quickly turned heated and Spike ran his hands down Buffy's back and he cupped her ass. He gave a groan as Buffy hadn't had a spare pair of underwear with her. Spike picked her up by her ass and Buffy wrapped her legs around him. Spike moved his right hand over and reached between Buffy's legs from behind to touch her wet pussy. Buffy moaned and Spike brought the kiss.

"You're pussy is soaking wet Kitten. Should I lick it up?"

"Oh god." Buffy moaned.

"You ever have a man eat your pussy Kitten?"

Buffy just shook her head as Spike continued to stroke her pussy from behind with his finger.

"Tell me what you want Kitten."

"I don't know."

"Yes you do. Say it. Tell me what you want me to do to your sweet pussy."

Buffy moaned and Spike could feel her pulsing with need. He wasn't going to make this easy on her though. He was going to make sure he turned her into a sex fiend.

"Lick it. Please."

"You want to feel my tongue inside of you?"

"Yes." Buffy moaned.

"I'm gonna eat this pussy until you are squirting your juices all over yourself."

"Please." Buffy moaned.

Spike headed straight for his bedroom. Once there he dropped Buffy down on the bed before he straddled her body. He reached over and grabbed Buffy's right wrist and pulled it over to the one post. He grabbed the furry handcuff that he had attached to the bed and locked Buffy's wrist in it. He moved to the next wrist as Buffy spoke.

"What are you do?"

There was no fear in her voice, she was too filled with need to feel any urgency at the situation.

"Keepin' you at my mercy."

With both wrists done, Spike moved and did the same to each ankle, the distance made it so that Buffy was spread eagle on the bed, fully exposed and at Spike's mercy. It should have made her feel fear, instead it only excited Buffy more. Spike went and ripped Buffy's clothes off as he spoke.

"The thought you of walkin' home in nothin' but a coat and those heels makes me pulse. And to think that you'll be goin' home just like that, but with my juices runnin' down your legs, dripping out of that wet pussy. I could cum right now just thinkin' about it."

Buffy moaned and it only fueled Spike on even more.

"I think Kitty would like that. You have the heart of a slut. And that's a good thing Kitten. It means you are going to love everythin' I do to you. Embrace being a slut, it's a good thing Kitten. Let yourself feel."

Spike didn't even work his way down Buffy's body, he just went straight for her pussy and gave it a long lick. Buffy gave a long moan and Spike gave a groan at the taste.

"You taste so good Kitten. I could do this all night."

Spike went to town on Buffy's pussy. Buffy couldn't help but moan and pulled at the handcuffs gently. She couldn't believe how amazing this felt. She had never felt this good before and the night had just started. Spike's tongue was truly amazing and all too soon she could feel herself cumming. Spike moaned as Buffy's juices filled his mouth. He continued to lick though even after Buffy's clit had become sensitive.

"Oh god, stop it's too much." Buffy moaned.

"You can take it. I told you, I'm not stopping until you are covered in your juices. Women can squirt their juices, just like men. Relax your body and just feel it. You think you feel good now, you have no idea."

Spike inserted a finger and started to rub Buffy's g-spot as he continued to lick and suck on her clit. Buffy was a moaning mess, she had no idea something could ever feel this good, much less come from her own body. She didn't want this to ever end. In this moment she would happily spend the rest of her life handcuffed to Spike's bed if it let her feel like this. Spike continued to work her g-spot and clit. He could feel them both getting thicker and he knew that it wouldn't be long before Buffy was squirting. He couldn't believe how amazing she tasted, he could have done this all night long and never get bored. He instantly thought about eating her out on her next period. The taste of her juices and blood was almost enough to make him cum in his pants.

"God Spike, I feel something building."

"That's your juices. Don't fight it, just like it take over. Scream for me Kitten."

Buffy arched up as she felt this heat like no other take over her body. It wasn't long after was she felt this liquid shoot out of her. She couldn't help but scream as the liquid kept coming.

"That's it Kitten, squirt those juices for me." Spike licked the outside of her pussy to taste her sweetness. "So good. You taste so fucking good Kitten."

"Oh god. So good, feel so good." Buffy moaned, as she felt the last squirt hit her. She could feel the juices on her pelvis.

"It feels even better the next time around." Spike said, as he went back to eating her out.

"Oh yes. Don't stop, please so good."

Spike continued to eat Buffy's pussy out and only after she had squirted three more times did he finally move away from her. He looked down at her and he loved the site. She was completely at his mercy spread wide open for him. Her torso and thighs were covered in her juices. Her body was his for the taking and he was going to take it many times. Spike got up and quickly removed his clothes before he got on the bed as he spoke.

"I'm going to fuck your pussy, but first, I'm going to fuck that little mouth of yours. Open up Kitten, you haven't had your milk yet."

Spike moved so he was above Buffy's face. Buffy didn't even hesitate to open her mouth. Spike was slow with descending down into Buffy's mouth. He made sure he took it slow as he figured this was a first time for her having a dick in her mouth. Once Buffy gave a moan and loosened up Spike didn't hold back anymore. He fucked her mouth deep and fast. He was worked up from eating her out so it didn't even take fifteen minutes before he thrusted his hips and came deep down Buffy's throat with a groan. Buffy swallowed it all and once Spike had finished pulsing his started to fuck her mouth again to make himself nice and hard for her.

"You like that eh Kitten? Ya, Kitty likes her milk."

Buffy moaned as she continued to lick Spike's cock. Once he was fully hard again he pulled out and moved down her body.

"You ready for me Kitten?" Spike asked, as he rubbed the tip of his cock along the outside of her pussy.

Buffy moaned before he spoke. "Please."

"Not until you tell me what you want."

"Oh god, I want you."

"To do what Kitten? We need to work on that dirty talk of yours."

"I want you inside of me."

"Ya, like my finger?"

"No, your."

Spike could tell that Buffy was getting flustered, but he didn't care. He was going to get her to say it.

"My what Kitten? You're not gonna get anything until you say it."

"Your dick."

"My cock."

"Yes."

"Say it Kitten."

"I want your cock inside of me."

"Ya? Inside where? That mouth of yours?" Spike moved his tip down Buffy's folds under he hit her ass. He rubbed his tip over her hole as he spoke. "Or maybe you want my cock to fill this tight virgin ass first. Oh I can smell your arousal Kitten. You want my big cock in your tight ass. We'll save that for another night though. Tell me where you want my cock Kitten."

"You know where."

"You gotta say it. Tell me you want my cock in your wet pussy. Come on Kitten, say it and I'll give it to you."

"I want… I want your cock in my wet pussy. Please Spike."

Spike didn't need anymore than that. He thrusted his hips and buried his cock deep inside of Buffy in one go. Buffy screamed out of pleasure and Spike gave a small growl at the tightness surrounding him.

"So tight and wet. Your pussy is perfect Kitten."

Buffy moaned as Spike pulled out and pushed right back in.

"You want it slow or hard and deep Kitten?"

"Hard and deep. I need it so bad."

"As you wish."

Spike knew Buffy's Slayer body could handle it so he pulled out and shoved back in as deep as he could. He kept his pace fast and hard, but it still wasn't deep enough for Buffy.

"Deeper."

Spike growled and pulled out. Buffy gave a whine at the loss. Spike went and removed the cuffs from the foot posts and lifted Buffy's legs so he could cuff them to the top posts, making Buffy's ass come up off the bed folding her in half. Once they were reattached Spike instantly positioned himself so he was overtop of Buffy and pounded into her. Buffy screamed at how deep Spike was now able to go.

"Oh yes, yes don't stop." Buffy moaned.

"Gonna fuck you for hours Kitten. Gonna fill this sweet pussy up with my cum then send you home with it running out of you. Everyone that sees you will know what a dirty girl you are. How much of a slut you are. You want that don't you."

"Yes, yes fill me up. I want to feel it." Buffy moaned.

Spike pulled out completely again and Buffy whined once more.

"Gonna make you squirt all over yourself again."

Spike reached over to the bottom drawer beside his bed and pulled out three small clamps. He attached one to each nipple and then one to Buffy's clit. Buffy moaned at the slight pain from it, but then Spike hit a button and Buffy gave a small scream at the vibrations that went through her.

"Only a small scream, that won't do. Let's turn them up all the way shall we Kitten." Spike turned the dial all the way to ten, causing Buffy to let out a loud scream. "That's better." Spike said before he was pounding deep into Buffy once again, making sure he hit her g-spot every time.

Between the vibrations to her nipples and her clit and Spike hitting her g- spot it wasn't long before Buffy was cumming and quickly squirting again. With the new position though it hit her right on her chest and face.

"Oh fuck, that's it Kitten shower yourself in your sweet juices. Lick your lips, taste yourself." Spike growled.

Buffy did and gave a moan. She couldn't believe how amazing she felt right now. Nothing else in the world mattered, but this moment right here, right now. All she did was let her mind block everything out and just feel. And that is exactly what she did for the next six hours. She let Spike fuck her nonstop. She didn't think about all the cum that was now inside of her. She didn't think about her being soaked with her own juices. And when she walked home that morning, she didn't think about the people that she walked by. She didn't think about how she was still soaked in her own juices or that she could feel Spike's cum going down her thighs. She didn't care about anyone seeing it. And when she did get home to her shitty apartment. She didn't even take a shower. She just got undressed and fell asleep within seconds of her head hitting the pillow. Loving that she could still feel Spike inside of her.