Monster in Her Man (Prompt: Revenge is Bliss)

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Couldn’t make this week’s prompt fit Survivor’s Guilt, at least not at this point in the story. So here’s a little ficlet.

Title: Monster in Her Man
Fandom: Buffy
Prompt: Revenge is Bliss
Warnings: bondage, mentions of non-con and torture
Rating: Adults Only
Summary: Riley decides on a dark and twisted path to deal with Spike. An AU storyline, set after BtVS episode 5.9 Listening to Fear

 

Riley was pacing back and forth in his room. He had that terrible itch again. To go find the vampire whores. To fill that thing in him, the darkness that trying to hold onto Buffy summoned up.

Damn that Spike anyway. Angel had been her first, but Angel was gone. Too dangerous. Spike was here, and all the more dangerous cause she thought he was relatively harmless. Chip in his head meant he was safe. A vampire, but safe.

He stopped his pacing. That was it. Chip in his head. He couldn’t kill Spike. Buffy had made him promise, one night after they’d fought. Said Dawn cared for him too much. So he wouldn’t kill him. He smiled as he contemplated what he was going to do, and the expression was not pleasant. He walked out, swinging into his truck to go shopping. He had a few preparations to make.

Spike was settled into his crypt for the day. He was draped across his chair, sipping at a stolen bottle of Jack Daniels. It helped cover the taste of pig’s blood. He’d never get used to that swill.

The door burst open. Spike didn’t move, just casually looked over. "Get it over with, will you, soldier boy? Passions is coming on soon."

"Yeah, about that?" Riley fired one of his demon-strength tasers, and watched with a smile as Spike writhed on the floor. "I think you’re going to miss it." He moved over and injected something into Spike.

Sometime later Spike woke up in darkness. He began to struggle before he could realize he was completely restrained. He made himself calm down and inventory what had happened.

Trying to move his arms, he could tell they were strapped behind him hard. From the feel of it, a single glove and an armbinder on his biceps as well. His arms were utterly useless.

There was a spreader bar above his knees and another at his ankles. He was spread wide as well as immobilized. There was also something on his cock, some sort of tube, apparently locked to a leather belt on his hips.

He had some thick leather blindfold on, a high posture collar on his neck, and a thick unpleasant wad of rubber in his mouth as a gag. He could feel a tube apparently run through the gag, dripping blood slowly down his throat. Feeding him without letting him taste or swallow. There was also some sort of ring or something on the gag, because Spike could feel his head was somehow attached to a chain or something overhead, pulling it up.

Well, this was different. He hadn’t thought Solider Boy had it in him. This was some serious bondage, not something carelessly put together. He had to hand it to Riley, this was a completely unexpected move. And if Spike hadn’t thought of it, chances are the others wouldn’t. So Spike couldn’t count on them for help, even assuming they’d care if he was gone. It was a chilling thought. But Spike had survived worse than this before.

 

He could hear the door open. There was a long moment of silence, then the click and whirr of a camera. Riley spoke at last. "I hope you’re very uncomfortable, Spike. Because I intend to leave you like that. Until I can find a good buyer."

Spike couldn’t suppress a bit of panic and that, and he pulled uselessly at the bonds.

Riley laughed. "I’m sure you’re wondering why, Spike. Aren’t you the one who’s telling me Buffy likes a little monster in her man? So I’ve become a bit of a monster. And soon enough you’ll be the property of some sick rich bastard who wants a pet vampire. Maggie Walsh had lots of side stuff lined up. We found out afterwards, in her computer files. This is what she was going to do with the good-looking ones like you."

Riley leaned in closer, and gripped his hand in Spike’s hair, pulling painfully. "Though I’m pretty sure I’m going to play with you a bit before I pack you up for shipping. I should thank you, Spike, really. If you hadn’t given me the hint I would have lost her. You should have seen her last night. She doesn’t even know why, but she can’t stay away now."

Riley let go of Spike’s hair, closing the door and leaving him in darkness. There was a cruel smile as he went off to arrange for a little private auction. He was a little surprised to find how pleased he was. Revenge is bliss.