It took the slayer a moment to place the sensation and she nearly freaked when she realized that her attacker was licking her the long tongue taking its time as it traced its way up her arm. She was surprised when a soft warm and wet sensation started to warm her palm before it traced the path of the knife blade up her arm. With a sharp tug the metal was gone, but the cloth now lay in a different position, most likely sliced open by her attacker. She had been at the Bronze with Willow and Dawn after a successful night of demon hunting she had left to find Angel when she had heard her name called, almost a whisper on the wind and then… The blade had made it to her shoulder and the blonde felt the cold metal slide between her skin and the cute top she had found earlier at the mall. As the blade slowly journeyed up her arm, Buffy tried to place the one responsible. Buffy felt her body tense as a piece of cold metal was introduced to her left wrist, she knew the precise feeling of a blade distinctly and shuddered at how vulnerable she was at the moment. She was sure she would be in pain without her Slayer flexibility. Fortunately the mask had an opening for her mouth that allowed her to breathe, but the ring that was attached to said opening forced her jaws apart just slightly wider than was comfortable. Her sense of sight, hearing and smell were muffled by a mask of some sort over her head. Buffy awoke in an awkward state, from experience she could tell she was shackled down, spread eagle on a rough wooden slab. Set a week after the episode ‘Earshot’ Buffy wasn’t the one infected with the aspect of the demon, and it wasn’t the demon from the show.
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