Message-ID: <20712eli$9903220433@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: androidx@mindless.com (AndroidX) Subject: Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Snyder's Fucktoy - By AndroidX (mf, nc, celeb, television) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <36f66590.161637037@news.mindspring.com> This story depicts somewhat non-consensual sex, so if that offends you do not read it. Buffy the Vampire Slayer Snyder's Fucktoy By: AndroidX (androidx@mindless.com) Chapter One Buffy glanced over the interior of the principal's office for what seemed like the hundredth time. She had been waiting nervously for last few minutes, and her nervousness was building. A meeting with Snyder never yielded much besides stern warning and the occasional suspension. Suddenly the door to the principal's office opened swiftly and in walked the man himself, Principal Snyder. An evil, devilish little man whose attitude would have been better suited for the Third Reich than a high school. Buffy watched him walk around her, stopping to set his bullhorn down on a nearby file cabinet, and then continue around the desk to plop down across from her. He reached for a nearby file and threw it open, never stopping to even make eye contact with the nervous teen. "Ms. Summers, once again you grace the interior of my office," the troll voiced as he leaned back in his chair and finally set his gaze upon Buffy. "Well I hadn't planned on gracing it quite this soon, so what exactly did I do this time," Buffy answered sarcastically. "Well, as much as I hate to admit it Ms. Summers, it isn't you this time, though I'm sure that day is just around the corner," Snyder started. "Yesterday evening I was visited by a very good friend of mine, Mayor Jenkins." Snyder took a long sigh and then closed the folder and tossed it forward slightly. He leaned back in his chair and eyed Buffy with a devilish smile. "He gave me a very interesting little tidbit of information." "And what was that," Buffy nervously voiced, hating the way Snyder always dragged things out, slowly and painfully. "It seems that a certain English librarian never filed for his citizenship," Snyder voiced slowly, cherishing the confused look that swept over Buffy's face. "Do you know what that means?" It took Buffy a moment to answer, "No…" "These are the moments you want to cherish," Snyder voiced as he breathed in deeply and smiled. "It means I get to call immigration and deport his insubordinate ass back to the motherland." Buffy fought to breath, "You wouldn't," she managed to mutter. "Oh I think I would and I think I will," Snyder bellowed. "Don't think I'm unaware of the little arrangement the two of you share." "And just what is that," Buffy shot back, beginning to anger at the trollish man's arrogance. "Oh the little signs outside of the library door that read "Fumigation today, Library closed", "Library closed for Book Dusting" and so forth. Don't think I don't put my ear to the door and hear the little yelps and groans coming from the other side. I know what's going on in there," he finished assuredly. Buffy shook her head in disbelief. "And just what exactly is that," she asked. "You do the math," he snapped back. Buffy started to set him straight, but she could come up with a plausible reason why she would be in the library alone with Giles. And she knew she could tell him it was for training, so she gave up and decided to drop it. "Can we just get to the point of this," she voiced annoyingly. "The point," Snyder answered back. "Is that I can make Rupert Giles a distant memory…, unless…" "Unless what," Buffy snapped back puzzled. "Let's just say I'd be willing to overlook Mr. Rupert's illegal citizenship, as long as I myself get a little extra-curricular activity," Snyder sneered as he raised an eyebrow. Buffy felt her stomach knot up. She finally realized exactly what Snyder had in mind. She wanted so badly to reach across the desk and ripped the little troll's throat out, but she knew she couldn't afford another expulsion. "And if I say no," she asked timidly. "Well then I guess I'll just have to make a few phone calls and then buy Rupert a nice going away fruit basket," Snyder returned. Buffy's mind raced. She knew she couldn't survive without Giles and yet she knew she didn't want to become some kind of sex slave for principal Snyder. She thought a bit longer as an eerie silence fell over the office. She knew Snyder had the upper hand, and she knew she couldn't let Giles down. After all he would die to protect Buffy, so she figured the least she could do is bump uglys with a troll. After a few more moments of contemplating she finally responded. "Okay," she mumbled. She decided she would play along for now, waiting for the right opportunity to make her move. A broad smile came over Snyder's face as she responded. "What do I have to do," she asked annoyingly. Snyder held back a chuckle, having a young lady as lovely as Buffy at his mercy was empowering to say the least. He glanced at his watch and sighed. He stood up and walked around the desk until he was standing a few feet away from Buffy. "Stand up," he voiced softly. Buffy's face expressed nausea for a moment then it vanished, she knew she had to play along. She rose to her feet, and turned to Snyder. His eyes danced down her body, past her full perky breasts, which she always seemed to want to show off by wearing the tightest low cut shirts that she could find. She was wearing a thin sweater around her shoulders, which Snyder quickly untied and tossed to the floor. Buffy shuddered as his hands reached forward and cupped her breasts. She felt his thumbs massage her nipples through he thin fabric of her shirt. "These are nice," he whispered as he squeezed them slightly. Buffy fought back to the urge to slap his hands away and beat him into a pulp. She sighed instead, as Snyder's hands slid down around her thin waist and then around her back, eventually cupping her firm ass. He pulled her forward and pushed his mouth to hers. It was too much for Buffy stand, she pushed him away, hard. He fell back into the wall with a thud. Angrily he shot to his feet and stared down the young girl with contempt. "I should of known you wouldn't be able to handle it," he voiced coldly. "Now get out of my office, I need to call Immigration real quick," he voiced as he headed back to his chair. Buffy sighed and unclenched her fist. "No wait," she voiced. "I'm sorry, it was just a reaction, I'm not use to being touched like that," she finished as she gave Snyder her best puppy dog eyes. Snyder smirked and thought for a moment. "You promise to play nice," he asked. There was a slight pause. "I promise," she answered back quickly. Snyder smiled and made his way back around the desk. He resumed his position, with his hands gently groping her ass. He leaned in again and pressed his lips to hers, forcing his tongue inside her mouth. Buffy let out a muffled groan, then instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and tried half-heartily to kiss back. He finally pulled back and moved down, gently licking and sucking on her neck. Buffy shuddered. Having a mouth against her neck was usually not a good thing, but this time it sent shivers down her spine, and made her stomach tickle. Then suddenly a sharp ring filled the office. Snyder pulled back off of her neck and pushed her away slightly, as he glanced at his watch. "Shit," he exclaimed. Buffy suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe since class was ending he would let her go and that would at least give her a stay of execution, and more importantly time to figure out how to rid herself of this problem. "Well Ms. Summers, I have a board meeting in five minutes so we'll have to make this quick," he voiced, shattering Buffy's optimism. "Bend over the desk," he added as he unzipped his pants. Buffy felt his hands push against her back, forcing her to comply. She pressed her chest against the hard wood of the desk, pushing her firm ass up in the direction of Snyder. His pants fell to the floor, and he quickly began stroking his rock hard cock, as he positioned himself behind the young woman. His hands reached down and gripped the hem of her skirt. He then pulled it up around her waist quickly, exposing her pink satin panties. Buffy grunted as he pulled them down to her ankles with one violent tug, exposing her firm, shapely ass. Snyder admired it for a moment, and slid his hand across her soft skin. He wanted so badly to spend more time with her ass, but he knew he had to hurry. Buffy fought back a scream as he licked his fingers and probed her cunt. Frightened and confused, she could do nothing but bend over the desk, her eyes transfixed on the window outside. Through he blinds she could see kids walking back and forth across the school ground. She knew they could see inside, but it still worried her. Suddenly she felt the head of Snyder's prick pressing against her opening. Her cunt was still somewhat dry, so when he pushed it forward it caused her to yelp rather loudly. "Shhhh," Snyder voiced, afraid someone walking by outside the door might hear. His hands gripped her slim waist, as he pushed his cock further inside, feeling the tightness grip his cock almost painfully. He smiled though; knowing her cunt was less than experienced. He slowly slid in another inch, causing Buffy to groan loudly, it felt as if he was ripping her apart. Snyder pulled his cock back out and reinserted it a few times trying to let her cunt get accustomed to his girth. Quickly growing impatient though he thrusted his cock in hard. This time Buffy couldn't hold back and she screamed loudly. Snyder lunged forward and put his hand over her mouth instinctively, muffling the last few seconds of her scream. "I told you to shut up," he voiced as he held his hand over her mouth. He was fed up now, and pushed his cock in to the hilt, until he felt his balls brush up against her pubic hair. His hand muffled a few more loud grunts and screams, but now that he was all the way in, he began a deep slow fucking of her cunt, pulling his cock back all the way with each thrust and pushing it in to the hilt. Buffy struggled to keep her composure. She wanted so badly to rip his cock off and feed it to him, but she knew she had to protect Giles, so she took the punishment diligently. After another minute of fucking, her cunt was beginning to wet so the incredible pounding of Snyder's cock didn't hurt as much. His strokes began to get faster and faster though, causing Buffy to yelp and scream uncontrollable. Snyder pressed his hand harder to her mouth, trying to muffle them the best he could. At the same time he drilled into the teens incredible cunt faster and harder with every second. He had to fight back moans of pleasure as the wall of her pussy gripped his shaft. He couldn't take anymore. Suddenly he felt the familiar twitching as he let out one loud moan and emptied his balls deep inside Buffy. It was the most incredible orgasm he had every experienced, and after he finished cumming he stayed inside her, frozen with pleasure. Buffy felt his hand slide off of her mouth, as she gasped slightly. Snyder stood back up straight and stared down at the teens amazing ass, as he withdrew his cock. It was sagging slightly now, dripping with a mixture of his cum and Buffy's juices. He snapped out of his trance and glanced at his watch. "Shit I got one minute," he voiced. He reached down and grabbed Buffy's sweater, using it to wipe his cock clean. The then threw it back to the ground and pulled his pants up. Without saying a word he opened the door to the office and scurried out, leaving Buffy behind. After he was gone, Buffy slowly rose off the desk, then bent over and pulled her panties back up. She pushed her skirt down slowly as tears streamed down her cheeks. She had never felt so violated in her entire life. She waited in the office for another couple of minutes, drying her tears and straightening her clothes. She then exited the office, leaving her sweater on the floor where Snyder had thrown it. Feedback is apreciated. 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