Her mother

"Mom?" Buffy recoiled as much as her chains would allow her.

It looked like her mother. Sort of. It was Joyce Summers but different. Perverted.

Wearing a metal choker around her neck and naked save for a sinched tight white leather corsette around her waist with white leather thigh high boots on her thighs was a Joyce Summers. A Joyce Summers with platinum blond hair pulled back into a severe ponytail, her lips had been enhanced, her breasts were spherical and huge with long distended pink nipples, her waist was cartoonishly small and her ass was an over filled bubblebutt you could rest a glass on. Buffy stared in horror as the perverted caricature of her mother smiled at her with bright white teeth between overly plumped bubblegum pink lips.

"Oh, Buffy, you woke up just in time. The Master is coming down to see you today. He sent me to prepare you." Joyce's voice was distractedly dreamy but the end of her sentences tended to trail off into a higher pitch like a bimbo. As if every sentence was a question.

While she waited for Buffy to answer the perverted Joyce began playing with the small strip of platinum blond pubic hair she had on full display. Just idly combing her fingers thru the pubic hair and rocking on her heels.

"What?" Buffy managed to strangle out.

"Mmm- hmmm." Joyce snapped out of her seeming stupor. "Ive been sent to make you as prepared as possible for our Master. So it's time for you to get cleaned up with a douche and enema. And once cleaned you may recieve his holy cock so that it may consecrate your wicked female flesh."

"What?" Buffy jolted back as the world spun suddenly.

"What?" Buffy shrieked as she found herself suddenly chained down. She was bent over an iron railing with her hands chained to the floor on one side and her spread legs chained down to the floor on the other. Buffy stared at the metal bar that was keeping her ankles two feet apart. "What? Where the hell did this come from?"

She shivered as she heard the clack clack clack of thigh high heels on the floor. Turning as much as possible Buffy watched the perverted caricature of her mother apporach. She shuddered as she suddenly felt cool air drift across her most intimate body parts that were suddenly bared to the world. She was defensesless against what was about to happen.

"WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE?!" Buffy shouted as she pulled against the chains that held her.