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Epilogue:

Cordelia Chase turned her face away from the two young
and ignorant man whom she had lured into her new house.
She did not want to see how her guests feasted on them,
a reflex born of a constantly weak side of her.
But some other hunger in her, the dominant side, forced
her to turn back and watch it, see the terror in their
faces, the shock.
And in her hearth she knew she did this. She revelled
in the responsibility for the murders.
Cordelia saw the vampires, two of Buffy's guards. And
she licked her lips. The sight of feeding vampires had
become a major turnon after almost ten years - and one
of the many things she sometimes loathed about herself.
Back in the old days she kept people away from beeing
vampire fodder, now she helped them to kill.
And got off on this! She SMILED! She got wet, horny.
Well, her mistress got off on it and made her do it,
too. Cordelia sighed. She felt Buffy nearby and knew
from experience she was in her bedroom, felt the link
get stronger. Tell her that her mistress was very much
enjoying her immortal live.
A windowless hall deep in the vaults under the house.
Where she was fucking for hours on end, doing orgy
stuff and magic and ruling. Most often she was there
with Faith and three or four other minions, and Faith's
adopted daughter took part in the games as often as not.
Girl had done some really early growing so she could
do sex. Maybe more than anyone else.
Even Buffy, who had turned to group sex and other vices
with a real vengeance. Amonst them torture.
Cordelia licked her lips and felt her nipples harden at
the rememberance of torture. She had stood chained to
the wall more than enough, gagged and whipped. Worked
up to withstand the pain, she healed. And she had been
raped and pleasured. Until she came back and begged for
more of it and she did it to herself. And to others.
She involuntarily checked her bare neck for the collar
Buffy had made her wear for more than a year or two.
A collar, most often with a leash attached. She had
been a toy, like a puppy dog. A tool to be used by the
monsters who made up Buffy's court. And it had been
shown. Cordelia thought if she should wear a collar
again soon, she decided she would.
And it was HER court now, not just Xanders or Buffy's.
Even when Xander came by, he didn't mind his queen to
rule in his name. It was his hometown, his palace after
all, but her private kingdom and that meant Cordelia's
by extension.
Cordelia watched the two ignorant humans die and after
the feeding she saw the lust in the vampire faces. She
had long ago lost every fear of them, lost it enough
to go and chase after them, seduce vampires.
She was no Slayer and never would be, but Buffy and
Faith had taught her how to fight and do it well. She
could take most of the weaker vampires - and she had
not troubles with most humans. Sometimes she killed
one or two out of a mood, too. Sometimes.
Cordelia felt equally fascinated as disgusted by what
she had become. She saw the world change and loose her
familiarity with it, with the little but important
details of behavior and fashion that had made her the
prom queen back in her high school days.
Now she was someone else. Something else.
Something faking to belong with the masses of young
and beautifull humans while lurking amongst them.
Some creature.
The queen bitch, the victim that became a slayerette,
the zeppo's girlfriend - she had become one of the
many monsters he'd dated back then, so maybe that was
a sign of the future. Cordelia's nose snorted a little
at the notion. And then she became the actress and
the secretary of Angel, the souled vampire. And now
she was...a ghoul. Servant of Buffy Summers.
Former Slayer extraordinaire. Former champion of good
and humankind and girlscout. Who was now anything but.
Vampire Queen. Murderer of six Slayers. Master Vampire
in her own right, with a clan to follow and a territory
to govern over. A figure of power that consorted with
demons of all kinds and revelled in death and suffering
of man. Like her slave.
Cordelia stiffened as she realized it. She did it, too.
She got wet on seeing the boys drained, the boys she
had lured here. She had used her charms and promised
them a hot night of sex and they fell for it. Fools.
Cordelia thought when she had the last fuck - must have
been at noon, when she was in that office of some or
the other part of the businesses then Clan controlled.
The nice little assistant there, she had thrown him on
his desk and ripped down his pants. And embedded her
own hot cunt on his manhood, riding him hard. She had
opened her skirt and made him suck her breasts, touch
her. Hurt her. She had bitten her own hand as she came
because he was only human, he didn't bite. And she had
wanted to be bitten.
She felt no great distress as she realized what she was
and she knew the little faint remains of human feelings
were about to vanish over the course of time.
She opened her skirt and spread her legs, looked at the
left vampire. The male one. "You!" she said. "Fuck me."
As simple as that.
She had her back to the wall and she longed for the
feeling of a cold hard cock shoved into her, filling
her. Cold hands with claws gripped her breasts and she
looked into evil yellow eyes as the vampire thrusted
into her, grunting. she leant into the thrust and for
a few minutes there was no other voice than her panting
and swallowed screams. She cried out loud as she came,
very soon.
A Faith-style fuck. She didn't really count how many
she had every day, about eight or so. And some more in
the night - another dozen. Superhealing was fun.
She needed it as much as her food and air. As much as
she craved power, now.
"Save some bit of them," Cordelia orded after the sex
was done and she straightened her clothes and bearing
for returning into the house. To the mistress.
Cordelia wanted to kneel besides Buffy, be chained
and be part of her partying. An endless series of one
orgasm after another. Pain and kinky sex and power.
Fulfillment as she was beside her mistress, got to
drink some of the essence keeping her alive. Young
and strong and alive.
Cordelia didn't even mind that her diet contained human
flesh, sometimes she invited a model in and had a normal
dinner with her and sex before Buffy drained her and
Cordelia got to eat parts of her. Majorly Eeeek-o-mania,
in the old days, but now? The thought made her mouth
water.
Cordelia noticed the vampires and demons and other
members of the Clan court in passing but paid them no
head. Most of them bowed to her, some scowled. She had
a position of power they craved and never would get.
And, as she went down, she saw the redheaded girl who
was chained to the wall until she was totally helpless.
The current Slayer. Xander had captured her a few weeks
ago, as she was harassing some chapter of the Clan in
Cleveland. And she was still in the resisting phase.
The Watchers didn't train her, she was way to good.
Must have been one of Giles men who had prepared that
girl so thoroughly. Giles was still out there and
fighting them, any way he could. Training others to do
the fihting and constanly searching for other people
whom he could enlist and train to be effecitve agents.
It was stupid, of course - some day they would get him
and then send him to hell for eternity. Buffy had sworn
so and she most probably would.
Even if she had to dig up his dead body and revive it
beforehand, call back his soul from the afterlive.
Of course, Giles was an expert and probably would take
all sorts of precautions. But maybe they'd get him. The
Clan always got his enemies, in the end.
Cordelia bared her teeth as she saw the girl wince
under another beating. One of the vampires Buffy kept
around for sex - one of her whores. Cordelia had even
helped with that. A model agency was set up and she
attracted the biggest bitches, ones who were ready to
spread legs and murder to come to the fore of business.
They went for different things, mostly fame or money
and even power. OR sex. Poor stupids were offered the
chance to become vampires and looked forward to it.
As fighters not worth a damn, but pretty cunts to
please her warriors. The were usefull.
Maybe she would invite the blonde twins tomorrow, she
mused. Get them to fuck her and then see who killed the
other first to get immortality. The idea made her evil
side rejoice.
Cordelia saw the Slayer's tears.
She would get used to it, she was a powerfull woman.
After Buffy and Faith broke her, she would get turned.
As the five or six others whom they had gathered, so
far. Cordelia breathed faster as she slowly descended
the steps into the throne hall, to the big bed where
her mistress was amusing herself. A young man, barely
seventeen and a bit like someone she had gone out with,
one of the black mages in training, was between her
tighs and sucking her clit. While another vampire had
his erect cock in mouth and brought him off.
Cordelia wondered when she had started to like to taste
her men - about five years ago? It must have been that
serial killer she had seduced for Buffy, the one whom
she made into one of her assassins.
She licked her lips as she remembered what he had done
with him. Well, too bad he had met Riley Finn and died.
His little cock was always so sweet.
The Slayer stared at her and begged for relase, death,
as soon as she realized Cordelia was human. Cordelia
got closer and took up a dagger, locked eyes with the
young woman and whispered seductively to her. A kiss
for her, a good one, and she'd die. Clearly stunned
the redhead agreed, and Cordelia kissed her hard and
long. Like Faith had kissed her, during her breaking.
She chewed on the lower lip of the other girl and let
her tongue move around inside the other's mouth, did
massage the alien tongue.
"Oh yeah!" Cordelia said, stepping back to draw breath.
The redhead looked at her expectantly. "Your death will
come to you, Slayer. As soon as you agree to join us."
And then the betrayal in the Slayer's eyes! Delicious.
Cordelia laughed as she ran her tongue over the bare
skin of the chained woman, tasting sweat and sex and
the residue traces of torture. Blood. And the pain in
the girl's voice as she was cursed. Even more. Cordy
went down on her knees and kissed the belly, two
minions pulled at the chains and prevented the Slayer
from hurting her as she began to lick her pussy. And
inflicted a few cuts here and there, cuts whom her
Slayer healing healed quickly. The pain was still there.
And the blood. Her vampire lover would be really glad
to get some traces of the potent blood. "Just agree,
girl, and tomorrow it ends. Enjoy it."
The Slayer spat at her and Cordelia shed her outfit.
That was the little trick she had to do - Cordelia did
remember the mess they had as Xander turned the first
Slayer after Buffy and the girl was all soulboy. Or
rather soulgirl. Luckily she was a young fool who got
killed by Buffy before she could do more than kill a few
minions. With enough time to gather strength she'd be a
real deadly enemy.
Revelling in her near-naked beauty Cordelia went over to
one of the tables where some junior models sat. Girls who
sold their souls to hell as part of one bargain Buffy
had with a few major demons down there. Cordela had done
a few good things and had received a few thankyous from
her mistress along that angel too. Had to cut up a young
virgin girl for it. The Clan ran a convent, an orphanage
and a boarding school to have them ready, now...even got
state funding for doing social services.
Cordelia chuckled as she saw the empty eyesockets in
the teenage giorls face and saw the needle in to flesh.
The chained woman looked up as she saw her, felt her.
Cordelia kissed her and slid in besides her.
Hell could sell powers, Buffy certainly did. Even liked
to collect a few of them. And Cordelia got some gifts.
Like the ability to charm anyone stupid, or to change
her appearance.
Sometimes she felt like she was more demon than human
by now. Part of her, the part that worshipped her dark
queen and her new live, the growing part, waited for
the day she would throw away the very last part of her
humanity. Cordelia felt another chained demon girl
come to kiss her bare ass and lick her wet cunt, drink
the vampire seed and what else was in there out of her.
Ah, now if she just could get her dad to watch this!
Would give the old ass a heart attack.

Might be fun, Cordy, Buffy said inside her head. Buffy
who was busy kissing another girl who got fucked in the
ass by one vampire. Hard. *I promised you - you'd become
my little bitch!*

Always, my goddess, Cordelia replied frankly. and she
meant it. She really meant it. She enjoyed shocking the
remains of good-Cordy mindless. She was a backstabbing,
murdering slut. A murderess and a seductress, a woman
who was big in organized crime and more. She was Clan,
part of the evildoers who slowly but steadily took over
the world.
It started here, with the growing number of capable
goons. It started with Xander travelling, leaving new
masters to rule territories and gather behind them the
support of the vampires and demons and mages. It went
on with them taking over the economy, the media, the
government.
They had to battle for control, yet, but in another ten
years the US would be theirs. And in another twenty the
rest of the continent. Fifty at the most. And then she
could walk around in leather and see parents who handed
over their children for sacrifical rites to gain her
favor. Feel the power.
Buffy laughed in her mind, it was her vision all along.
There were two, three obstacles left. Riley Finn and
those fools who made up the human resistance, the old
Watchers Council and the group Giles headed. A small
outfit but the expert one, it presented the only real
danger.
But they all would ruthlessly be routed soon, they and
anyone else who dared to oppose them. The Clan was
coming to take over.
Cordelia screamed as the girl sucking her clit brought
her off, an incredibly long and definitely inhumanly
felxible tongue moving inside her. *Maybe we should do
some bargaining for changes as well...wouldn't mind to
have two clits!* she thought to her mistress, panting.
Can I hurt the nasty Slayer now?

Buffy wanted that fun reserved for herself, when she
got to break bones. *No. But I think it's high time
to get our darling some new troubles...!* she decided
and sent someone with a syringe to inject the Slayer
with another shot of some addictive drug. Sending her
into hallucinations and dreams and ecstasy.
It would do as long as Wesley wasn't able to copy
the Watchers Council and predict who became a Slayer.
Like the little brunette girl Cordelia had taken care
of, legally she was her mom now. Maybe she would be a
Slayer. Faith was teaching her how to have fun with
a blade now. The girl was theirs to the core of her
soul alredy and would remains o for live. Even without
becoming an active Slayer, her training was a nice
distraction and she would make a splendid master vamp.
Cordy grinned as she had a sudden vision, she knew then
the girl would be a Slayer. And she would be one hell of
an evil one - and keep the others from having the backup
of a good Slayer. Without that they were doomed. Totally
and irrevocably doomed.
Oh, a good vision, Buffy commented as she kissed her
young mage. Her hands rested on his side and on some
other woman's bosom, storking it. Cordy screamed as she
climaxed and hot cum was spat on the face of the girl
bringing her off. The other demon-girl was rubbing her
breast to her and fell in with the arousal, Cordelia
placed a hand in her pussy and rubbed the sensitive
spots. She smiled. The world was theirs and all black.
Forever now.
Cordelia Chase shared another orgasm with her mistress.

The end