Of course

It took just under an hour of seeing her friends and family tortured before Buffy’s resolve finally broke. She walked down the corridor towards the Host’s office as if she was a condemned prisoner headed for the electric chair. On either side she was flanked by one of the demon guards who had their hands poised over their remotes, ready if she tried anything.

Buffy was even more depressed to recognize one of the demons from her escape attempt earlier that day. The slowly closing hole in the middle of his head matched the wounds that Faith and her had inflicted with the table legs. The fact that she couldn’t permanently kill the security guards nearly caused a fresh bout of tears as she pondered how completely futile her actions up to now have been.

When they reached the Host’s office she was roughly pushed inside by the two demons and the door was slammed shut behind her. On the far wall a large monitor showed the dungeon where her friends and family were being whipped by the leather bound Cordelia while the Host sat behind a desk and watched the events with a smile.

“Well since you’re here you must have thought about my offer. So which is it? Your ass or your friends?” The Host smugly asked without looking at her.

Buffy just shot him a look of pure hatred before she sunk to her knees and **** a smile on her face. “I’ll do anything you want.”

“Of course you will. Sluts always obey the orders of their masters.” He said as he tapped a button on his desk. On the monitor a small box on Cordelia’s belt started to flash a small light. She looked at it with a scowl but moved away from the tied up women to sit on the other side of the room.

The Host then switched the monitor off as he turned to face Buffy. “Just so you know she’ll restart the four hours if I signal her again so keep that in mind if you feel like stopping. Now then shall we begin? Tell me what you are.”

Buffy swallowed nervously as she thought about what the Host wanted to hear. “I’m a slut.” She gasped as her collar sent a small spike of pleasure thru her body.

“That’s a start, though next time I want to hear more details. But first.” He tapped a few buttons on his desk and a naked man was transported into the room. “This is one of our human drones. No independent thought and they completely follow orders. Now suck his cock like the slut you say you are.”

The man immediately stepped in front of her and Buffy’s eyes were drawn to the hard 10-inch dick as it waved in front of her face. After a moment to remember what would happen to her friends if she should refuse, Buffy timidly took hold of the cock and gently licked the head. The collar reinforced this behaviour with its surges of pleasure that caused Buffy to get a little bolder.

Buffy wrapped her lips around the cock and fought back a moan as it rubbed against her hypersensitive lips. As she started to bob her head, the combined sensations from her lips and the collar made her forget that she was suppose to hate the situation she was in. In fact she became so distracted by the sensations she slipped a hand into the hot pants she wore and started to finger her pussy.

“Now stop!” The Host ordered bringing Buffy back to her senses as she pulled away from the cock. “Lose your top and lie down.”

Embarrassed by how much she’d enjoyed the blowjob, Buffy slowly pulled the shirt from her body and moved onto her back. Her massive silicone enhanced tits bounced a little as she shifted to get comfortable and she quickly figured out what has going to happen next as the man knelt over her stomach and slid his dick in between her tits.

Buffy pushed her tits together as the man started to thrust and gasped at how her breasts seemed even more sensitive then her lips were. She looked down and became fascinated as the cock appeared and disappeared from her cleavage almost hypnotically. She became so entranced by it she didn’t realize she was leaning forward till his cock brushed her lips and her tongue automatically reached out to lick it even time it appeared.

The combined feelings from her mouth, breasts, and collar had scattered Buffy’s thoughts. At that moment in time she didn’t care about her family, didn’t care about her friends, and didn’t even care about how her body was a caricature of what it once was. All she cared about was how the sensations from all three were sent directly to her pussy.

“That’s enough. You can get up now.” The Host interrupted again. The man immediately got up and stepped back but Buffy lay there panting in frustration and confusion for a few seconds. However once she realized what she just did all she felt was shame for giving in so easily.

“I’m impressed Buffy. So impressed I have something else in mind for you.” The Host said as he tapped a few buttons and watched the man disappear. He picked up a small earphone and moved to Buffy’s side. With a tilt of her head he moved her hair aside and inserted the device into her ear.

“This is so you can hear what I’m saying without anyone else knowing. If you try to remove it, it will automatically activate your collar and inform Cordelia to restart her fun. Now I’m going to send you to a room with your mother. You’re going to ‘apologize’ to her for getting her punished and anything else I tell you to. If you don’t do EVERYTHING I say I’ll make sure that the short time she spent getting whipped seem like a stubbed toe. Understand?”

Buffy fought back tears of humiliation as she just nodded.