Blue

As the blue light faded you realized a couple of things.

You were in a basement.

You were covered in sweat.

You hands were chained to a pipe above your head.

You were naked.

Your cock was painfully hard.

The first three you had more experience with than you liked to count. That wouldn't even surprised you too much. You'd been knocked out and thrown in a basement, probably as bait for Buffy.

The last two though were new though. Naked, well, you knew there were rituals that required a lack of clothing. As for why you were so hard though you had no idea.

The door opened and you were shocked to see who entered. Not a demon, not a vampire, not a nightmare clown.

Willow. Wearing leather and carrying a whip.

"So Xander, ready for another round," Willow said gleefully.

There were a lot of things you wanted to say. You wanted to ask her what was happening, for starters, then to let you down, but those weren't the sounds your mouth made.

"Please, Willow, I'm sorry," you murmured.

"Sorry," she said as she paced around you. "Sorry for what?"

"Everything."

"Like how you ignored me for years?" Willow said as she hit you with the whip. You could tell the whip was not meant to hurt and she didn't swing it very hard, but it was not something you expected from her. "How you lusted after Buffy in front of me? Then dated Cordelia? Then seduced me when I finally found someone!"

"Yes," you said. Well, you didn't want to. Their cheating had definitely been a mutual endeavor.

She came up behind you and reached around and grabbed your cock, stroking you. Not enough to bring you to orgasm, but keeping you right on the edge. "Xander, I would have done anything for you. I would have been your whore. I would have sucked you cock every morning. I would have seduced other girls. But you waited too long."

There were so many questions you had, but you couldn't form any words.

She pulled her hand away right when you were on the edge. "Instead, we have to do it this way. Stay there, I have some toys I need to get to make our time more fun."

She paced out of the room and you could only struggle against the chains as you waited for her to return.

-

You sat bolt upright as you heard the door open. "Willow don't...."

"Don't what?" Willow asked you.

You took a few deep breaths. You were on the couch in Willow's basement. You'd slept down here many times before. You glanced over to the exposed pipe were you had been chained.

Had that happened? Had it all been a dream?

"Are you okay?" Willow asked concerned.

She looked...normal. Gone was the sexy attire, replaced with her normal school clothing.

"Yeah, just, a dream, I guess," you say with a relieved sigh.

"Well we have to get to school. Remember, the new computer teacher is arriving. You said you'd help me with the room."

"Right, right," you said, though that had totally slipped your mind. Actually, a lot of things were pretty bleary at the moment. "I think I'm going to have to catch up."

"No problem, you still have your Uncle Rory's car. Oz is here, we're having breakfast if you want to join us."

Oz was, surprisingly, cool about you and Willow. He had been upset, but hadn't in anyway tried to stop the friendship the two of your shared. Still, it felt a little unusual to be around the two of them. "No, I think I'll grab a shower. I still feel like I'm asleep."

"Not a problem, I'll see you at school."

You took a minute to get up. You checked the pipe, no signs of any marks. Maybe it was just a really vivid dream.

As you left the basement though, there was a faint red light hanging in the air that moved in the direction of the kitchen.