TITLE: Tattoo 2/4
AUTHOR: Anne
RATING: this part NC-17
PAIRING: Giles/Wesley
FEEDBACK: Oh yes please!
CATEGORIES: First Time. Slash.
E-MAIL: bookmangal@yahoo.fr
SUMMARY: Giles has a big secret.
DISTRIBUTION: ODD; Giles Slash; GilesSlashaholics; USCL;
Slashaholics. Anyone else please ask first.
DISCLAIMER: The characters are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions, Kuzui Enterprises, 20th Century Fox Television and the UPN Television Network. The story is written for the pleasure of the author and readers, and has no lucrative purpose whatsoever. Please do not reproduce this story anywhere without the author's consent.
SPOILERS:
TIMELINE: Season 3. AU
WARNING: graphic violence. Hot sex. Rape (graphic); drugged sex. Angst.
THANKS: Thank you very much for the beta reading Pat!
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Later, in Hell

Giles regained consciousness between the two demons guards that were supporting him. Frightened, he gasped and moved back when he saw Hasphodel sitting in front of him on his throne made of skulls. The `right-hand demon' of the Devil grinned, revealing his long sharp teeth and said in its deep and rocky voice, "Rupert, finally! It has been a long time. I have been anxiously awaiting this moment. You aged a lot. I remember the little boy you were and I especially remember Lerak, my son." He got up and moved towards the ex-Watcher stopping in front of him. "It's time that Rupert Giles disappears again so that I can find Lerak … "

Giles tried to escape from the guards holding him but they didn't move a millimeter. Hasphodel placed his red-scaled hands on the human's temples and using his telepathic powers he slid into the man's thoughts and got ready to assist and savor the fight, which preceded the imprisonment of the "good Giles" by an irresistible and malevolent force. Giles was terrified. He fought desperately to repel his dark side that grew in power as he seized more and more of his mind and body. But "Lerak" was too strong.

Giles was thrown into the place where "Lerak" had slept soundly for many years. There he found himself broken and alone, slowly he was overcome by the need for sleep.

Lerak suddenly shifted his shape and all demony easily pushed the guards away from him. Then he bowed his head respectfully, then looked at his adoptive father, smiled and said, "It's good to be back! I'm happy to see you again, father."

Hasphodel grinned, "I'm happy to see you again, Lerak. Welcome back to Hell."

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Later

Wesley opened his eyes and an excruciating pain immediately exploded in his head. He remembered having been hit a bat… a bat held by a demon. "Giles!" he breathed before glancing around him, noticing that he was in a circular room lit by large flaming torches that lined the walls. It looked like a medieval dungeon. The young man grimaced. His arms were stretched painfully above his head; manacles around his wrists were suspended from the ceiling by chains, and he could only stand on tiptoe.

The sound of approaching footsteps made the young Watcher turn towards the metallic door, which opened. Several large demons, wearing heavy armor and holding a spear, stormed into the room. They parted a bit further to allow another demon to enter the room. Wesley recognized immediately this one according to the engravings that he had seen of the evil creature in several demonologies. When Hasphodel put its glance on the young human being, he felt his blood run cold. The panic squeezed his heart and throat, preventing him from breathing. Wesley's stomach rebelled, and he had to make a big effort not to vomit. However, he was not able to stop himself from pissing on his feet. Hasphodel chuckled and turned around when he heard footsteps. The demon-shaped Giles in all his splendor walked into the room. Wesley knew that Giles wasn't Giles anymore, but had once again become Lerak, adoptive son of Hasphodel. As evil as his father, when he noticed the cold, cruel glance, mercilessly thrown in his direction.

[Oh dear God!] He thought horrified, knowing that Lerak was going to torture him for hours before killing him. [Or worse, he's not going to kill me but make me his slave…]

Hasphodel pointed to the prisoner and said to Lerak, "What do you want to do to him my son?"

Lerak's carnivorous smile made Wesley tremble with fear and dismay. " I want him to be my first sex slave, father, … " The demon said.

Hasphodel nodded, "All right, he belongs to you. Do you wish to torture him a little before raping him?"

Lerak shook his head, "No, I don't want to hurt him. He's so beautiful and his skin is so smooth, so delicate… "

He stopped in front of Wesley, wrapped his fingers around the human's limp penis and started to stroke it up and down, fast and roughly until he knew the prisoner was close to orgasm, then squeezing firmly at the base, easing the urgent need for release. "You'll explode with my cock buried deep inside you Wesley not before. Guards! Hold him tight!"

Wesley felt the blood drain from his face and when his violator moved closer to him, lust shining in his dark eyes, he struggled as much as he could with his hands chained to the ceiling. He tried to kick Lerak to hurt him and to move further away from him, but found himself almost helpless against the combined power of two strong demons. He felt himself being lifted in the air, and then the guards passed each one an arm around his waist and placed their free hand under his buttocks to support him. The Watcher stared horrified as Lerak began to take his clothes off. Once he was naked Lerak began to pump his own cock, never taking his eyes off him - his future victim -, enjoying the fear he could read in his eyes.

Once Lerak was rock hard he smirked and asked, "Ready, Wes?" Then he parted the young man's legs.

"No!" Wesley moaned, his mouth filled with the taste of bile as terror washed over him. "No! No!"

Lerak moved between Wesley's open legs, grabbed the young man by his hips and pulled him closer to his fully erect penis leaking with pre- cum, so that he held the human's tight opening just over his erect and waiting cock. He reached down and spread the human's cheeks wide, spat in his hand and applied the saliva over the puckered opening, forcing a little inside with his thumbs. Wesley's mind immediately went white with panic, feeling the fingers stretching and relaxing his anus. Deciding that was enough preparation the demon lined up his cock and pressed on the ring of muscle. The Watcher bucked wildly against the two guards holding him tightly. He howled when Lerak pressed harder, and then slipped inside. He twisted around trying to get loose, trying to kick them despite the heavy chains on his ankles as he felt himself lowered more, felt the demon slip deeper inside him.

"No! No! Noooo! Get off me, you bastard!" he cried out.

Lerak lunged forward impaling the man half the way, his erect penis too large to be taken in one stroke by an almost undilated anus. Wesley screamed in pain and tried to pull away from the white-hot pain but the demon had grasped his hips firmly to make certain that he couldn't move. Lerak felt the muscles of the human's anus tighten around him, trying to force him out and he almost came at the delicious sensation. Increasing his grip on the young man's hips he ensured that he couldn't pull away. Wesley ceased his fight and started to sob as he finally accepted that resistance was hopeless. Lerak felt the tight muscles unclench and groaned in victory. He pulled back a little and with another powerful thrust embedded himself completely inside the prisoner. Wesley howled in pure agony, white-hot pain shooting through his body as Lerak started rough thrusts into his unprepared body. He felt himself tearing as the massive demon pulled almost completely out and then slammed back in hard, hitting his prostate with every rough stroke. Hasphodel's adoptive son could see and feel rivulets of the human's blood running freely down his legs, every in stroke causing another small gush to be released. He groaned in pleasure, the mixed scent of blood and sex was intoxicating.

The Watcher's screams became less and less until they were no more than grunts.

[Please God, let it end....Please, God, let it end.... please, pleasepleaseplease…] Wesley prayed silently again and again as Lerak raped him.

Lerak pulled the human into his arms tighter, forcing him down further onto his engorged shaft. His rhythm increased and he pounded senselessly, stabbed fiercely into the soft flesh. Wesley began to fear that it would go on forever when the demon suddenly slammed brutally into him and came as orgasm pulsed and flamed through him, his legs trembling. Lerak continued to thrust inside the Watcher until he was spent. Once the demon was empty Wesley's head spun and his vision faded.

He blacked out.

Lerak pulled out, pushed the human away from him and then looked down at himself. He had blood and semen on him. He turned to the guard standing in the doorway, "You! Go prepare a bath for me! I need to be cleaned up and find four slaves to take care of me, males, I prefer!" Once the demon had left, he turned towards the guard standing to the right of Wesley and ordered him, "I want you to keep my sex slave open until I call for him. Then you will bring him to my apartments."

The guard immediately began to take his armor off. Once he had removed it, he fumbled with his fly to release himself from the confining fabric of his pants and masturbated himself at top speed. Once he was fully erect he plunged inside the prisoner's injured rectum.

Lerak nodded with appreciation, "Good!" then he left the room in his turn, smiling happily.

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Later, in Lerak's bedroom

Lerak surveyed Wesley with possessive eyes. "He's so beautiful…" he said, running a proprietary hand on the human's cheek, then down his throat to his bare chest which he explored with his fingertips, mapping the curve of each muscle beneath the smooth skin, the hardness of each rib. He paused briefly at the nipples, brushing them with his thumbs, and then squeezing them between his fingers, the sensation causing the man to moan. The demon trailed a finger down to his groin and toyed with the sprinkling hair there. "Kazar, roll him on his stomach!"

The guard standing next to Lerak complied. Once Wesley was lying on his stomach on the bed Lerak inspected the prisoner's rectum. The powerful demon noticed that the Watcher was deliciously stretched and opened, ready for him. Kazar did a great job. He easily inserted three fingers inside the Human and began to thrust in and out, enjoying the feel of the tight velvet heat surrounding his fingers. Violently aroused he withdrew his fingers and said in a commanding voice: "Roll him on his back!"

Kazar rolled Wesley on his back and Lerak gazed at the wonderful sight of his naked sex slave. His eyes traveled over the solid legs, the firm stomach, the muscular chest and strong shoulders. "Beautiful, so beautiful", he whispered in awe. "Wake him!"

Kazar shook Wesley's arm until the man opened his eyes. The young man tensed and gasped, expecting to be overwhelmed by waves and waves of pain, but instead found he was feeling fine and relaxed. He had obviously been drugged to ease the pain. He looked up at the demon standing in front of him, recognized him and murmured:

"Lerak…"

Lerak smiled and said, "You're going to call me Master from now on, human, because you are now one of my sex slaves."

"I will never be your sex slave! Never!"

The demon laughed. "I was sure you would say that, * slave *. But you will, believe me."

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Later

Two demons servants held Wesley tightly as a third pinched his nose. To breathe he opened his mouth. The evil creature poured the drugged wine into the human's mouth then closed his jaws and tilted his head back. He dropped the empty cup at his feet then pinched the sex slave's nose. The Watcher spat, choked, held his breath and finally swallowed the thick red liquid. The young man ceased little by little to struggle as the drug fogged his brain. Finally the drug annihilated his will, making him obedient, submissive. Docile, he let the two demons servants lead him towards a bathtub filled with warm, perfumed water to bathe him. To ensure that the slave is properly prepared, an enema was administered.

Wesley lay on the bed, relieved that the enema was finished and closed his eyes. He sighed deeply and started to doze before he felt something cold and thick being poured on his groin. He raised himself on an elbow and watched the taller of the two demons servants applying a kind a shaving cream there. It registered in his drugged brain what was happening: he was going to be shaved.

"Lay on the bed and don't move!" the Watcher was ordered, and he did as he was told.

Wesley was carefully shaved around the base of his cock, and then the demon holding the razor moved to his testicles. "Spread your legs and bend your knees," he ordered, grabbing a pillow and placing it under the human's buttocks, raising them off the bed.

The servant finished the job by removing the hair behind Wesley' balls and surrounding his tight opening. He wiped the area with a washcloth and then covered it with lotion. Once he was finished, he placed the gold plug in the human's rectum and removed the pillow. The other evil creature then ordered Wesley to get up and the man complied. He was rubbed with fragrant oils then the servant slid a large gold collar around his neck and locked it. The two demons then dressed Wesley in black leather shorts that buttoned on each side, along the hip. They had openings on the front and back showing his genitals and the crack between his buttocks where the tight opening was. The front was decorated with the Hasphodel symbol, in gold. He was then led into the other room where Kazar waited to inspect the results.

The guard groaned in appreciation seeing the servants' handiwork. He nodded and said, glancing at the two demons, "Mmmmmmmmmm… nice, very nice, you have done your work well." Then he ordered, "Let Lord Lerak know that his slave is ready for his pleasure."

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Later in Lerak's bedroom

Wesley, naked, was kneeling at the end of Lerak's' luxurious bed, in a submissive position, framed between two guards, when the powerful demon entered his vast bedroom. He gestured for the guards to leave, and then he started to remove his clothes, smirking, watching out for and savoring in advance the human's reaction to his nudity. He stripped, never taking his eyes off the young man. He noticed primal desire then total lust gradually rise in the man's blue eyes as his penis hardened. He grinned. He couldn't resist asking his new sex slave, relishing the absolute power he had over the man. He would never grow tired of it.

"What are you?"

"Your sex slave, Master."

"Why are you here?"

"To serve you, to please you, Master."

"Good."

Once he was completely naked, Lerak saw his slave get up and rush at him like an animal in heat. He raised his hand and intoned: "Stop! Kneel at my feet, slave, and take me in your mouth!"

Wesley complied happily. He licked the tip of Lerak's penis first, sending a wave of pleasure through the demon's body; then before the evil creature knew what was happening, his new sex slave had taken his whole penis in his mouth, right to the base. Lerak groaned deep in his throat as Wesley sucked him hard and then licked all around the base of his shaft. He felt himself become even more engorged in the human's mouth but Wesley didn't seem too bothered as he continued his ministrations. The Watcher nipped and licked at Lerak's throbbing member until he exploded. Bitter, hot semen filled Wesley's mouth and he swallowed it all and savored every drop. He released the softening cock, licking it once in parting, and then licked the remnants from the demon's penis. He then looked up at Lerak waiting eagerly for new instructions.

Lerak took Wesley's black leather shorts off then ordered him, "On the bed slave, on your knees and elbows!"

"Yes, Master." Said the young man heading towards his Master's large bed.

The demon reached the bed just as Wesley had climbed up on the edge, positioning himself on his knees facing away from his Master. Then, placing his forehead on the bed, he reached around his own buttocks and spread them open for Lerak's view.

Lerak groaned, satisfied. He reached forward and pulled out the gold butt plug. He groaned again, his slave was deliciously stretched and open, ready for his renewed erection. Wesley moaned in pleasure when the demon`s hand rubbed between his cleft and wiggled a bit to get himself into a better position, then he thrust back impatiently. Gritting his teeth, Wesley tried to ignore the pain as the head of Lerak's cock easily breached his body. Lerak moaned when his sex slave clamped down on his penis. As the grip eased he shoved forward until he was all the way inside the human who was moaning almost continually with both pain and pleasure. He held himself there for a moment, savoring the feel of being fully sheathed in his sex slave's body. He knew if he didn't do something, he would come just from the feel of Wesley around him. And he wanted to make love to him, deep and hard, to make him moan, gasp, cry and scream, until he passed out in both agony and ecstasy. So he gripped the human's hips and started to thrust.

The Watcher cried out as the huge penis of his Master rammed into his ass re-opening the fresh cuts, scraping against the recent abrasions made by Kazar's cock, re-starting the internal bleeding. It hurt like hell, but in Wesley's drugged and confused state he wanted it more than he had ever wanted anything else in his entire life. He had wanted this forever, needed this wonderful, agonizing, bittersweet pain. The demon slammed into Wesley with hard and rapid thrusts mercilessly, over and over again. He increased his speed even more, feeling the human's orgasm welling up in him, his muscles clenching about his penis in rapture, feeling his own climax rushing upon him, crashing through him. Wesley let out a hoarse cry and came, splashing the golden bedspread. He then passed out with ecstasy. Lerak continued to pump in and out of his sex slave and soon he exploded with a feral cry, his features contorted in pure bliss. The demon stayed inside Wesley until his sex deflated, ripples of pleasure still running down his body.

A couple of minute later the demon pulled himself out of the unconscious human and then raised and called the guard posted in front of the door of his apartments. When the guard was inside the room Lerak told him: "Take this man to the slave quarters, and be gentle with him, he is my new sex slave."

The guard bowed his head, "Yes My Lord."

The guard lifted Wesley's unconscious form in his arms and threw him over his large shoulder.

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Lerak's bedroom much later

A guard suddenly entered Lerak's quarters, put a knee on the floor and respectfully lowered his eyes. The demon removed the fingers of his sex slave's now loose channel and upset to be disturbed while he got ready to impale the human asked: "What happens?"

The demon looked up at Lerak and answered, "Several guards were found dead in the palace My Lord and another one is dying. He said that two humans, a young woman, a young man and a vampire attacked them. All the guards except those in charge of your protection are at this moment searching for them My Lord."

Lerak grinned happily, "Buffy, Xander and Angel. They have managed to come here to `save' us, Wesley and I… I mean the other me, Rupert Giles. They used magic to travel here and to find us. All right, I want them captured, not killed." The demon had a lustful smile. "They will make excellent new sex slaves…"

The guard tilted his head, "Yes My Lord."

"Leave me, now."

"Yes My Lord." The demon said before leaving the room.

Lerak positioned himself between Wesley's legs and lifted them so that they lay over his shoulders. He pressed the slippery tip of his fully erect member against the young human' anus, and managed to force himself through the ring of muscle. He then grasped Wesley's hips and lifted him to pull him closer. His member stopped a fraction of a second in the opening of his sex slave's loins then he pushed himself inside, just like that. The demon groaned as he felt the blood pounding in his fully erect penis and held still, so as not to release his seed yet. [No, not yet.] He thought. He wanted to take his time to ram hard and deep inside Wesley's pretty ass, to make him cry, scream with pain; to make him beg and crave for more torturing pleasure. He wanted to ride the human until Wesley lost consciousness, overwhelmed by an incommensurable pain-pleasure sensation.

Suddenly the door opened and a guard appeared. He took a step, tried to take another, before collapsing like deadweight on the floor. Both Lerak and Wesley could see that he had a stake planted in his back. The demon hurried to pull out his sex slave and noticed the corpses of his personal guards in the corridor… and behind them; he recognized Buffy, Angel and Xander.

The two humans and the vampire entered the room and did their best not to be embarrassed at seeing the demon's fully erect penis and Wesley in a submissive position on the bed.

Lerak smiled and said, " I'm very impressed. I would never have thought that you would have the guts to come here, to hell in order to save Wesley and Giles. But you shouldn't have gone to all this trouble. Wesley doesn't wish to leave here and Giles is… he's unavailable, and he will stay unavailable as long as I, Lerak, have control of his body."

The vampire noticed that Wesley was naked, only wearing his large gold collar of slave. Once he had been a prisoner here, he had seen lots of sex slaves and he said, aghast, "Wesley is your sex slave…"

Lerak nodded, "Yes, he is. He's a good sex slave. He was conditioned with a spell, so that he is deeply in love with me, so that he craved only my body, and so that his only thoughts are to please me in any way he could… Do you want to see how eager he is to please me? Wesley, suck me!" he ordered.

Buffy was revolted and rushed towards the demon before Wesley made a single movement and attacked Lerak. He easily avoided all the Slayer's attacks and laughing pushed her away from him. "You seem to have forgot that Giles trained you Buffy, and I possess his knowledge and experience… You're no match for me. But perhaps Angel would like to attack me instead? I'd like to fight with him. Interested vampire?"

The vampire shook his head, "It won't be necessary." Then he had a triumphant smile.

Lerak was puzzled and frowned as he let out a gasp when he felt his eyelids becoming heavy and closing. The sleep overcame him at top speed; He realized that he was the victim of a sleeping spell. Through a gray veil he realized that Ethan Rayne was materializing in front of him (he had just left his state of invisibility) and knew who had cast this spell on him. He gathered his remaining strength to fight against the dullness but his fight was in vain; he collapsed on the floor at the sorcerers' feet, swearing and fell asleep.

Buffy satisfied, smiled and said, "Ethan, cast the spell to open the portal. It's time to go home."

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