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Subject: {ASSM} RP Hunger Pt 2 (M/f, BDSM, very little ws)
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This is a story set in the Buffyverse.  I don't own Buffy, someone else 
does.  The story is mine though, as I suspect that you'll never see *this* 
aired on Fox or anywhere else!

This story contains the following: M/f, BDSM, very little ws


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Hunger - Part 2

	Dawn realized that she'd been silent for too long.  While she'd been 
thinking about Tara and Willow her nipples had gotten very hard and could 
easily be seen by Spike.  It was obvious that he was looking, too.  Dawn had 
come to Spike for help.  But she didn't really know what kind of help she 
wanted.  Thoughts of him taking her, using her right then and there suddenly 
dominated her mind.  She shook them off with difficulty and looked at him.  
It's not like he wasn't hot, but she knew he was safe.  After all, that was 
why she was here.  Spike would never hurt her or take advantage of her.  At 
least, that was why she *thought* she was here.

	"Hey, Bit, are you sure you're OK?"

	Dawn couldn't answer.  She realized that she couldn't control herself and 
that she should leave so that she could be alone.  If she didn't, she knew 
that she would try and make the fantasies running through her brain a 
reality.  She didn't know if it would be more humiliating to be turned down 
by Spike or to have sex with him.  She felt the moisture increase between 
her legs and knew that it didn't matter - either outcome would increase her 
arousal.  She couldn't deal with this!  She bent her head and looked down, 
tears of frustration pooling in her eyes.  Dawn was at the end of her rope, 
dealing with feelings and thoughts that she couldn't fight.  She wasn't even 
sure she wanted to fight them.  She started as she looked up and saw Spike 
right next to her.

	He put his hands on her shoulders and said, "Dawn, what's wrong?  Tell 
me..."

	She opened her mouth to say something, but having him this close was 
completely clouding her mind.  All she could picture was her kneeling at his 
feet, doing what ever he wanted her to do.  Maybe he would tie her like Tara 
had been tied and whip her...

	"Dawn!"

	Startled, the girl looked up at him.  She was on her knees and he was bent 
over her.  Dawn looked into his eyes and just stared, trembling, burning up 
with sexual energy.  You didn't need to be a Vampire to see the sexual flush 
to her skin.  Spike could feel the heat coming off her body and it was 
impossible to miss the thick points of her nipples poking through her 
t-shirt, nor the strong smell of her arousal.

	"What is going on with you?"

	"Spike," came the girl's shaking voice, "I don't know.  I DON'T!  Please, 
you've got to help me."

	"I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong."  Originally, Spike thought 
that the girl was just being a tease.  But now, he wasn't so sure.  She was 
so aroused, so ready so... He wrenched his mind off that track.  Bugger if 
he was going to play with Slayer's little sister.  He pulled her to her feet 
and tried to ignore his own arousal.  She continued to look in his eyes.  
Suddenly, she grabbed him and pulled toward him trying to kiss him.  Dawn 
was no longer in control, there was only her hunger, her need.

	Spike was startled, but the teen was hardly faster then him.  He stopped 
her, now aroused and angry, back to thinking the girl was teasing him.

	"Stop that!  Damn girl, what are you playing at?  Go find a boy your own 
age to play kissy kissy with, and leave me alone.  What would your sister 
think?"

	Dawn sank to her knees again and looked up at him.  She was trembling so 
badly that she could hardly speak.  "Please, please, Spike, I... I won't 
tell anyone. Honest!"

	"What? What the bloody hell are you talkin' about?  Tell them what?  
There's nothing TO tell!"

	"I... I'll do anything you want.  Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it."  
Dawn didn't care now, either Spike took her or the first person she met on 
the street would.

	Spike was angry.  Faster then her eyes could follow, he reached down and 
pulled her to her feet.  "Listen girly, you don't know what you're messing 
with.  Feeling a little frisky are you?  Thinkin' maybe you could tease old 
Spike because he's been defanged by a chip?  This isn't funny, and just 
because I can't bite you doesn't mean that there aren't a lot of other 
things I could do.  Now you get your little ass out of here and go find a 
boy your own age to tease."

	"I... I'm not teasing.  Really, I, don't know what's wrong, but I know if I 
go out there, who ever finds me first, I... I'll do whatever they want.  
ANYthing they want Spike.  I came here because if I went to school, I'd do 
the same thing there!"

	"Oh, sure.  Look, Bit, you've got a bad case of hormones.  Go peddle it to 
someone else.  Your sister would kill me if she even had a hint I'd laid a 
hand on you." He pulled her to her feet with one hand and pushed his face 
close to her's, "Now hit the road before you get us both in trouble."

	Dawn melted from the firm, painful grip he had on her arm.  She imagined 
that same grip on other parts of her body and softly moaned.  Spike was 
startled.  He heard the moan, and no stranger to aroused women, knew that it 
was from both pain and pleasure.

	The girl looked at him and whispered, "Please, you can do whatever you want 
to me.  I won't tell anyone - Buffy'd kill us both!  Don't make my first 
time be with a stranger."

	She was serious.  Spike believed that now, but immediately started to 
wonder what had happened to her.  His own arousal was very high, like blood 
lust from the hunt, something he'd been denied too long.  Unlike the 
inexperienced teen, he had plenty of experience controlling himself.  Fine, 
he decided, let's see just how serious she was.

	"OK," he said, letting her go, "prove it.  Strip."  Countless women over 
the years had heard that command spoken in that soft, menacing voice.  They 
knew what it meant, but Dawn was too inexperienced to understand.  Even if 
she had, in her current state she wouldn't have been afraid, just happy.  
The hunger would be fed.

	The girl stepped back and pulled off her shirt.  She kicked off her shoes 
and stripped so fast that Spike was taken aback.  His demon nature surged 
and he knew that she really would do whatever he wanted.  Demons liked lust 
- it was used so often to corrupt that it was second nature to them.  Spike 
was certainly no exception.  He admired her slim body, breasts that were not 
too large, but swollen with lust.  He noticed that her white panties were 
soaked as she slipped them down her coltish legs.  No way was he going to 
let this pass.  As she removed her last piece of clothing he was on her in a 
second.  One hand grasped her long dark hair and pulled her head painfully 
back, the other had somehow captured both of her hands and held them in a 
bruising grip.  She yelped, startled by the suddenness of his movement.

	"Now your in it." He hissed.  "So, little girl wants to play adult games."  
He bent her head further back causing Dawn to wince.  He might be hurting 
her, but she obviously didn't care.  "You should have chosen some boy from 
your class.  I don't like to play nice, not at all."

	"I... I'm a virgin."

	Spike wasn't too surprised at that statement.  At this point it didn't 
matter what she was, he was going to fuck her but good.  "Right, so you want 
me to go easy on you, little girl?"

	She looked away from his eyes and whispered, "No.  Not at all."

	Spike was startled by this answer.  He let go of her and looked at her.  He 
couldn't remember the last time he'd seen a female so aroused.  Well, 
actually, he could.  But the slayer had nothing on her little sister.  The 
Summers women were going to be the death of him, that was for sure.

	"So, Little Bit likes it rough, eh?  If you're a virgin, how could you 
know?"  He grabbed her thick, rock hard nipples and squeezed, testing the 
girl.  She just moaned, softly.  He added more pressure, then more, pulling 
on her nipples until the girl stood on her tiptoes, panting and whining.  
But she didn't ask him to stop, and one of her hands went to the sparse, 
dark pubic hair matted between her legs.

	"None of that," Spike said slapping her hand away.  "I'll decide what you 
play with and what you don't.  And we're not doing anything more here.  Get 
your clothes and follow me."

	He turned and went down the ladder in the sarcaughagus.  Seconds later, 
Dawn followed him.  She sank to her knees, her hand sliding between her legs 
again while the vampire rummaged through a chest.  He turned to find the 
fifteen year old masturbating herself on her knees in the dirt.  Spike 
turned to her and in a flash had grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to 
her feet.

	"If you can't follow the rules, you'll have to be punished."

	"Y...yes.  Punish me..." Dawn whispered, her eyes looking glazed.  By this 
time, Spike was happy to oblige.  All thoughts of how wrong this was had 
left his brain.  He wanted her, he wanted to use her, to whip her and do all 
those things he'd been denied for so long.  Oddly, the thought of actually 
feeding on her never crossed his mind.  He might have wondered about that, 
had his attention wandered from Dawn at all.  It wasn't long before she 
found herself manacled in the same chains Spike had used on her sister some 
time ago.  Back when he and Dru had planned to kill the slayer.  At that 
time, Buffy had declared that she'd never have sex with Spike.  She'd been 
wrong.  Now, it appeared, it was her sister's turn.

	The girl stood there, her hips moving back and forth, panting and waiting 
to see what Spike would do.  Spike surveyed the now helpless girl.  It'd 
been too many years since he'd been able to indulge in this.  He planned to 
put his more then 100 years of experience to use tonight.  Little Dawnie 
wouldn't forget she'd tangled with Spike.

	Walking back to the table he removed his shirt and picked up a whip.  He'd 
start with this one, a simple flogger.  It didn't make marks, well, not bad 
marks, and he knew how to use it and make it really hurt.  Maybe the teen 
would fold right off the bat.  She wasn't going to get out of being fucked, 
but if she didn't take to this, then he'd fuck her and let her go.

	He stepped in front of the girl who looked at the whip with wide eyes.  She 
was squirming and could feel the frustration of not being able to touch 
herself.  She could feel that her thighs were wet and her nipples were 
aching.  She wanted, needed to feel that whip.  Dawn had been using a belt 
to masturbate with for days, smacking the end of the leather on her clit.  
Those had been the best orgasms she'd had yet, lying in bed, feeling the 
sharp sting...

	SLAP!

	"Ahh," came the girl's startled voice as she felt a light sting on her ass. 
  Her back was several feet from the cave wall, but he'd hit her ass from 
the side while still standing in front of her.  She drank in the sight of 
Spike's shirtless chest.

	"Too much for you?  I haven't even started yet," said Spike with a snarl.

	Dawn just looked at him, panting, waiting for the next strike.  He hit her 
again, just a warm up to get her used to the feeling.  Dawn's hips rocked a 
bit, but other then that she made no move.

	"Well?"

	Dawn was frustrated.  She'd hit herself harder then that on her opened sex! 
  If this was as bad as things got, she'd rather masturbate... almost.  
After all, from the bulge in his pants he looked big.  Her frustration made 
her sarcastic.

	"Oooo... the big, bad Spikey.  I thought you were going to punish me, not 
tap my fanny!"  Her voice, while still shaky was defiant.  He could hear the 
frustration in it.

	"Oh, lil' Bit does like it rough.  Well, I'll be happy to oblige."

	Spike put down the whip and went back to the chest to remove more toys.  
When he was finished with her, the teen's legs were spread wide by a bar 
fastened to her ankles.  Her wrists had soft leather cuffs around them and 
attached to another bar, which had been raised so high she was on her tip 
toes.  Now, he had easy access to any part of her body.  Spike grew very 
hard, admiring the beautiful body in front of him.  Dawn's breasts were 
almost flat now, but her nipples were still hard and standing out.  Her 
pubic mound was prominent and pushed out - a perfect target for his 
attentions.

	The next time Spike hit her with the whip, it was much harder.  Breath 
hissed out of her, but that was it.  Again, harder, and this time he was 
rewarded with a red streak and a moan.  Spike continued to whip her back and 
ass, the measured strokes falling quite hard.  She only moaned and ground 
her hips against empty air.  Her sex was swollen and lubricant was oozing 
freely.  Soon, Spike moved his attentions to her front.  This caused her to 
moan very loudly, but she gave no sign of being in real pain.  He decreased 
the tempo but increased the strength of the blows.  Dawn responded 
favorably, surprising Spike again.  He continued to work her front until it 
became obvious that she was close to orgasm.  Then, he started to strike 
upwards into her opened sex.  Dawn gave a guttural moan and began to shake 
as blow after blow landed between her legs.  Finally, she gave a loud shriek 
and her legs gave out, and she hung there twitching from the after effects 
of her orgasm.  She'd never had one so intense.

	Spike was beside himself.  His cock was like steel.  Dawn made an 
incredible sight, hanging from her wrists now that her legs wouldn't support 
her, her body slick with sweat and her skin red from the beating.  Her sex 
was swollen and red, the inner lips protruding from their cover, as was her 
clit, which was more swollen then ever.  He dropped the whip and loosened 
her hands.  She slumped against him and immediately tried to hump his leg.  
Spike was astonished that she was still aroused.

	He held the girl away from his body.  She looked up at him, literally drunk 
on lust.  Spike had never seen anything like it.  Well, not unless he'd had 
them for several days.  Picking up the girl, he set her on the table and 
fished some rope from the chest.  Next he began tying the girl and when he 
was finished her arms were bound behind her, wrists crossed between her 
shoulder blades, with loops above and below her breasts.  Her breasts had 
been compressed between coils of rope until they were quite hard.

	"Now, little girl, it's time for some real fun," he said putting her on the 
dirt at his feet.

	He removed his pants and Dawn saw her first real live, well almost live, 
cock.  It was huge and somewhere under her lust crazed thoughts was the 
realization that when he put it inside her, it was really going to hurt.  
Spike was a demon, at least in part, and demons were designed to take sex to 
extremes.  After all, lust and fear were prime emotions to inflict on 
mortals.  When women saw his cock, most chose the fear option.  It was huge, 
a good ten inches long and too thick for Dawn to close her hand around.  The 
tip was shiny with pre-cum and only inches from her face.

	"Now, why don't you give us a little kiss, eh?"

	"Oh, god, you, um want me to suck that?"  She could feel the muscles inside 
her body tighten.  Spike grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her 
forward.  Dawn got the idea and opened her mouth.  It didn't fit very well, 
but she did try.  Spike enjoyed the gagging noises she made as he roughly 
shoved himself into her mouth.  Perhaps he'd train her to take his cock in 
her throat, but that would take some time and he didn't think he had it.  He 
let her slaver for a time, then pulled her to her feet.

	Spike saw that Dawn's chin was covered in drool.  He smiled and spun her 
around forcing her to bend over and set her bound breasts on the table.  
Dawn felt the rough surface of the table bite into her swollen mounds as 
Spike used his strength to force her torso flat down.

	"Time for the main course, Bit.  I hope you're ready because you're never 
going to be the same after this."  Spike was sliding his cock through her 
slick lips, lubing himself up.  Dawn's only response was to moan and shift 
her hips back and forth.

	Slowly, Spike started to enter her.  She was very tight, and he knew that 
it was going to really hurt her to take something this size.  He wondered 
why he didn't care and only wanted to feel himself buried deep in her body.  
He did take some care not to tear her and got himself soaked with her juices 
before making a serious attempt to enter her.  He pushed harder and she was 
so slick that even as tight as she was, he slid in further, finally removing 
her virginity for ever.  Dawn let out a loud yell from the tearing pain in 
her body, but she was so close to cuming that she didn't care.  Spike 
continued to push and before he was too much deeper he could feel her 
contract in orgasm, panting and moaning, completely unable to utter any 
meaningful words.  He fucked her to another orgasm before cuming deep inside 
her.

	When he pulled out, red tinged cum started to pour out of her stretched 
pussy and she collapsed to the dirt.  Spike, however, having the advantage 
of not being a human male was still mostly hard and would be ready in 
minutes to cum again.

	"Bloody Hell girl, you're unbelievable!  If I hadn't taken your virginity 
myself, I would never have known you hadn't had sex before."

	The hunger was fading, slightly, allowing Dawn to consider what she'd done, 
and allowing her to start to feel the abuse her body had taken at his hands. 
  Tears of humiliation burned in her eyes as she stared at the blurry image 
of his cock covered in her blood.  Need stirred again.  This time she was 
shamed though, how had she turned into such a slut?  It didn't matter now, 
done was done and she realized that she wanted more.

	"Don't stop..." she whispered in a barely audible voice.  Spike looked at 
her in disbelief, but as his own needs were still mostly unsatisfied he 
didn't intend to stop.

	"Fine," he said.  "Why don't you start cleaning up the mess you made and 
we'll go from there."

	He grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her forward.  Once again, Dawn 
opened her mouth.  His cock tasted of her, her blood and his cum and she 
loved it.  It seemed to stir some beast inside of her and when Spike lifted 
her again to sit her on the table and forced open her blood, cum and dirt 
streaked legs she welcomed his pounding cock in her body.

					**********************

	It was several hours later, in the afternoon, that Spike was sated.  For 
the moment, anyway. As a vampire he had literally inhuman stamina. He'd 
decided that he was going to keep Dawn until tomorrow, and briefly 
considered getting her some food.  Then he decided against it.  The hunger 
would add to her experience, and she would have more than enough to drink.  
It's not like she'd starve, missing a few meals.  He looked down at her, 
lying in the dirt on her side.  She had passed out as soon as he'd put her 
there, completely exhausted.  Her hands were cuffed behind her rather then 
tied and a wide belt was tightly constricting her waist.  After fucking her 
the second time he'd taken her panties and stuffed them in her cunt to soak 
up the blood (she had still been bleeding) and his cum.  Then he'd put them 
in her mouth.  She'd sucked them clean and hadn't try to spit them out until 
he removed them.  In fact, she hadn't objected to a single thing he'd done.  
It wasn't like she just lay there and zoned out, retreating into her mind as 
some of his victims had done.  She was right there with him, enjoying 
everything he did to her body.  Well, he smiled, we'll see how she enjoys 
tonight.

	He stood over her and nudged her with his foot.  She was a mess, that was 
for sure.  Dirt, blood and cum streaked her body.  Her hair was a mess and 
she had a few bruises.  She opened her eyes and rolled onto her back, legs 
spread to give him access to her sore sex, should he want it.

	"I need to go out for a short time and I don't want you going anywhere 
while I'm gone."

	"Spike, I won't go anywhere."

	"Not after I'm finished with you."

	Dawn's body was sending her an odd mix of feelings.  She was not as out of 
control with lust as she had been earlier, but it was still zipping through 
her.  She ached, though, and was thirsty, hungry and tired.  Breathing was 
hard because of the tight belt around her middle and her cunt, Spike had 
made her call it that, was very sore.  She knew though, that if he wanted, 
she would gladly receive him again and would most likely cum even though he 
hurt her every time he entered her.  She was confused and could find no 
rational explanation why she knew that she'd submit to anything he wanted.

	Spike had plans for the girl and didn't want her resting while he was out.  
He wanted her physically and mentally exhausted so that he could begin to 
mold her.  He didn't have time for a proper job, but by tomorrow morning, 
little Dawnie would be very different then she had been this morning.  Hell, 
he hadn't even made her scream in pain yet and he lived for that.  Tomorrow 
morning she'd be well on her way to enjoying the pain he inflicted on her as 
much as he enjoyed inflicted it.  Again, if he could have her for a week, he 
could make that change in her permanent - he'd had over a hundred years of 
practice to perfect his technique and the inexperienced teen would be no 
match for him.

	When Spike left a while later, Dawn was tied in a small box on her back 
with her legs actually behind her head.  Her arms were tied under her ass 
and Spike had put a clamp on each distended nipple.  She was bent far enough 
that if her tongue had been just a little longer, she'd be able to lick her 
own clit because her cunt was positioned so close to her mouth.  It was a 
very uncomfortable position and he didn't think that she'd be able to sleep 
while he was gone.  One last touch was a ring gag to keep her mouth opened.  
She had no idea why he did that and just accepted this new intrusion as she 
had accepted everything else.

	Spike took over two hours to return.  Dawn was in tears from the pain and 
several parts of her body had cramped or gone numb.  She'd also found out 
why he'd used chosen a ring gag.  Spike hadn't let her pee all day, and, in 
fact, had been feeding her water pretty steadily.  Shortly after he'd left, 
Dawn realized that she had to go very badly.  She lasted another half hour 
before the urine erupted from her body, soaking her face and filling her 
mouth.  Since she was in a box, most of it pooled around her body, and what 
was left on her cunt stung and burned the raw tissue.  She'd also swallowed 
some of it and was quite disgusted, but oddly her arousal climbed very high. 
  When Spike returned, despite everything she was feeling, what she needed 
most was more sex.

	"What a pig you are!" He exclaimed upon returning.  "I go out for a short 
while and come back to find that you've pissed all over the place."  Spike 
had known that she wouldn't be able to keep from pissing herself.  Making 
her loose that control, and in such a humiliating way, was just one more way 
to remold the girl.

	"I... I'm sorry Spike.  You didn't let me go all day!"

	"Well, I guess we'll have to get you cleaned up."

	He untied her and pulled her roughly to her feet.  She couldn't stand with 
out help because she was numb and exhausted.  He pulled her to a nook with a 
pipe that he siphoned water from for drinking and showering.  It was cold 
water, but he didn't care.  It never bothered him.  When he shoved Dawn 
under the freezing water she cried out for the first time.  He ignored her 
and thoroughly cleaned the girl, washing away the sweat, dirt and everything 
else, cleaning her inside and out.  She was shivering uncontrollably when he 
finished with her.  He had a heat lamp, which he turned on while he dried 
her and her shivering slowed.

	"So, there's lot's more that you need to be taught.  I hope you weren't 
planning on sleeping anytime soon.  Not to mention your punishment for 
pissing yourself."

	Dawn was weaving on her feet.  But her belly clenched and her cunt 
moistened at the thought that he would still want to use her.  He started by 
bringing her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed and licking her cunt.  
That felt incredible to the girl, especially when he pricked her sensitive 
sex with his fangs.  Since Spike didn't need to breath, and never seemed to 
tire, he ate her through several orgasms, feasting on her still bleeding sex 
and her thick cum.

	By midnight, she was barely conscious and knew that no matter what he did 
to her she would soon pass out.  He had shaved her early on to remove even 
the small amount of protection her sparse hair had offered.  Over the last 
hours she had been suspended, whipped again, tied in tight, very 
uncomfortable positions, splattered with candle wax and fucked at least four 
times.  He'd used a crop on her shaved sex to bring her to orgasm this last 
time.  Her pussy was still seeping blood and cum.  Spike might be tireless, 
but she was only a human fifteen year old.  Dawn couldn't have resisted him 
even if she wanted to, and she didn't.  No matter what he did she rode with 
it.  But she was finished and she knew it.  There was no way he could force 
a single more orgasm from her, nor keep her from passing out.

	He tied her in a tight hog tie and let her sleep.  She was so exhausted 
that she actually did sleep, only to be awakened a few hours later.

	"Ready for more, Bit?  Aren't you glad you came here?  I told you that you 
should have gone to one of the little boys in your school, but no, you 
wanted to tease me."

	Dawn was dazed, but focused enough to say, "No.  At least it was you.  You 
wouldn't hurt me."

	Spike was stunned, "WHAT?  Hell girl, what do you think I've been DOING all 
these hours?"

	Dawn remained silent, but a fleeting smile touched her lips.  Spike shook 
his head.  Maybe she was just a natural at all this.  In the past he had 
used pain sluts.  They'd let you do anything to them and come back for more. 
  Dawn didn't strike him that way though.  It was as if she'd let him do 
anything and enjoy it as long as he did as well.  He thought back over the 
day's activities and realized that the few times she thought that she wasn't 
pleasing him she'd actually gotten a little upset.  Otherwise, no matter how 
much it hurt, or how degrading it was, she loved it.

	Well, there was one last thing he wanted.

	"Dawnie," the girl's eyes had closed as she tried to drift back into sleep, 
"there's one more thing I want from you."

	She looked at him.  What more could he want? She'd done everything he'd 
asked.  Spike untied the girl, then retied her face down over a short stool. 
  He used a bar to spread her thighs wide, then clamped weights to each 
distended cunt lip.  Dawn was whimpering.  She was feeling more of the pain 
now because the hunger had receded quite a bit.  Spike's fingers stroked 
lust into life, her tired body responding yet again to his insistent 
advances.  It wasn't until she realized what he was going to do that she 
began to get really afraid.

	Spike thoroughly lubed the girl, then pushed a finger into her asshole.  
Her cunt was quite stretched out by now, but he hadn't touched her back 
door.  He usually saved that for last.  It took him twenty minutes to 
penetrate her without tearing her but he did it.  She was crying and 
pleading at the end but it was music to his ears.  His skilled hands were 
still able to force sexual arousal from her body and by the time he came, 
she came with him.

	He took her well used panties and stuffed them in her ass to soak up the 
blood and cum.  He hadn't torn her - much, but she had bled.  Then he forced 
her to suck him clean.  She didn't like it, until he said how much it 
pleased him.  Then she continued with out complaint.

	Finally he let her up.  She was swaying on her feet and could hardly stand 
so he carried her up the stairs to the main room.  There, he removed the 
panties from her ass and pushed them in her mouth.

	"Time for you to go, girlie."

	Her eyes shot open, more alert then they'd been for hours.  He ran his 
hands over her body as he guided her toward the door.

	"I like you naked, Li'l Bit, so you stay that way until you get home.  
Leave the panties in too.  Maybe next time you'll think twice before coming 
'round here to tease old Spike, eh?"

	Spike pushed her out the door and closed it behind her and Dawn found 
herself naked in the grave yard.


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