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Date Posted: 02:00:39 01/19/02 Sat
Author: al
Author Host/IP: cd766386-a.stures.iastate.edu / 205.221.176.221
Subject: C's Wild Fantasy 1/2 (NC17 and not for the Spike lovers at least not part one)

Title:C's Fantasy world
Author: al
Summary: JM's career has hit some big bumps. He didn't
have fun getting there but he may have some fun
while hes there.
Pairings: Marti/JM,C/JM(second part),NB/SMG friendship,
SMG/?
Rating:Hard NC17 (sexual content, rape, language)
Disclaimer: I don't own Spike or JM or any of the real
people in this fic. But I am working on buying
a life sized blow up doll of Spike. I do have
C's permission to use her in any way I so
desire. Go ahead ask her. If Marti ever saw
this she would sue me for slander.
Author's Note: You BSers aren't going to like this. I
wrote this as a favor to my friends C and
Church. Church gets his satisfaction in this
part and C gets hers in the next. Most of
you will find parts of this too disgusting.
If you fail to see the humor in my words then
stop reading.




James Marsters life had really begun to spiral down hill. How did he go from an extremely popular TV actor to this. A pool boy. I goddamn mother fucking pool boy. It was all the fault of one evil Bitch.

James breaks into a flash back.

He thought things were going fine. He had a smaller but respectable part in a popular TV show. He was the bad guy who sometimes helped the good guys. He liked playing the evil character. It let him flex his thespian muscle. Then things looked as though they were going to change. A story was building. One that didn’t make sense to him. He was going to become new boyfriend of the shows leading lady. James didn’t exactly mind being the main love interest of the star. But he did remember that it was usually a death sentence for your character. So when it became clear that something was going to happen between his character and that of Gellar, the leading lady, he went to the executive producer to find out what the plan was. He knew he was contracted till the end of this season but his contract also allowed him to be moved to other shows owned by the same company. So he was curious if he would be around much longer. And frankly he was worried about losing his job or being sent to England.

Noxon, or Noxoius wasn’t the first person he wanted to talk to about this but the man he wanted to talk to was as always too busy to discuss things. So he decided he would talk to the wicked witch of the set. When he first arrived in her office he thought she wasn’t even there. But then he saw her tall leather office chair turn a bit. Thinking she had heard him come in he spoke.

“Um Miss Noxon.” He leaned hoping to see around the chair.

“Uhn…Huh Whatdoyouwant?” She sounded upset. But remained facing the blinded windows.

James heard a shuffling of what sounded like a paper. He leaned a bit more out of curiousity. And he saw Marti’s hand going up and down. Like she was stroking a cat. “Um I wanted to talk to you about my character. Where is Spike going? Am I gonna be here next season?”

“Well that depends.” She responds in a breathless voice. “Shut the door please and lock it.”

“On what?” He asks incredulously as he did as she asked.

“What do you want to happen, Spike?”

“I’d like to stay with the show. Its good money and good exposure.” He was taken aback by her use of his character name instead of his own name. “Um could you call me James, miss Noxon?”

“No I can’t.” She stated matter-o-factly. “What are you willing to do to stay on the show Spike?”

“I would, um, whatever it takes I guess.”

“Good cause I need you to do something for me.” With that she swung her chair around.

James was completely surprised and a bit sickened to see his boss and co-worker sitting entirely naked in her chair except for what appeared to be a black rubber strap on dildo. She was stroking the dildo as if she were a guy pleasuring himself. When she had turned all the wry around she laid a magazine on the desk. It was an issue of the latest magazine to do a publicity shoot for the show. It was open to the page of Spike and Buffy. Only taped over Gellar’s face was a black and white photo of Marti herself.

James felt like running from her office. He hadn’t exactly wrapped his mind around what she had been saying a few seconds ago. But he was realizing he wasn’t in favor of what this appeared to be leading to. He began backing towards the door. But before he could get his hand on the doorknob she spoke again.

“If you value your time on the show you will stop right there. In fact if you want to work in this town again you will stop.”

He froze, knowing she could kill his character in a second if she wanted to. He also knew if she wanted she could make life very difficult for him. She had connections very few people knew about. In fact she even had the creator of the show over a barrel with some of her connections. At least those were the rumors he had heard.

She stood leering at him like he was a giant piece of meat. He just about lost it. Seeing her saggy breasts sway as she rose. The dildo struck the desk and she moaned in delight. He was terrified into a stupor.

“Come here.” She ordered.

He didn’t want to but he was too frightened to do other wise.

“Spike, you are going to be my bitch from this point forward. I own you. Joss wanted your character dead. But I want you to live. I have great plans for your character. Its no secret Joss has modeled certain characters after himself on the show. Everyone knows that. Well its my turn to play out my little fantasies on the show. But I also want to play them out off the show.”

James gulped hard. He was standing directly in front of the weathered hag. Her phallic member was poking him in the thigh. He looked down horrified as she began to play with his belt.

“Your going to do what I tell you to aren’t you?” She asked not waiting for an answer. “And your going to make me very happy aren’t you?”

The bleached blond could do nothing but nod. His eyes were wide with fear.

She undid his belt and then ripped his pants to the floor.


“Hehe. Spike my boy you don’t seem to excited about this.” She thought out loud staring at his still limp manhood.

She reached down and fondled his pale wilted cock. He pulled away in subconscious revulsion. But she grabbed hold and pulled him back to her. Then she grabbed him by the shoulder and shoved him chest down on the large wooden desk.

“Your gonna enjoy this aren’t you Spike?” She whispered in his ear. Her artificial tool coming up between his legs.

When he didn’t answer she grabbed his ear. “Aren’t you?” She nearly screamed at him.

“Yes Marti.” He replied weakly

“Call me…Buffy.” She ordered with a wicked smile across her lips.




In the hall a few offices down. Nicholas Brendan is walking along side a very distraught Gellar.

“I just don’t get it Nicky. I know I’m an actress. But I shouldn’t always have to be with these older guys. James is nice but its hard to do this when your in love with someone else. Why can’t Buffy just be single for a while.”

“Buffy’s love life is causing ripples into your own again? Nicholas offered helpfully

She nodded.

“But I thought Freddy would be cool with this. He’s an actor. He should understand.”

She looked away. “Its not Freddy I’m worried about.”

“Is there someone else?”

She looked to him and was about to speak when the silence is broken by a scream of pain.

“What was that?” Sarah looked in the direction of the yell

“It sounded like Jimmy.” Nick was already headed in that direction

They came to the door where the noise appeared to be originating. Nick knocked.

“Who is it?”

“Its Nicky and Sarah. We heard a scream. Is everything alright?”

“Yeah I just dropped something on my foot I’ll be fine.”

“Okay….. then… We will just leave you alone then.” Nick Turned to Sarah and shrugged.

“Whatever.” She took his arm and began walking down the hall. “You said something about buying me lunch?”

“I did?” Nick looked down at her with a smirk on his face.

“Well you said you would talk to me about my problems and what better way than over a burger and fries.” She gave him her most innocent look.

“Okay but what’s with this new guy? I thought you and Freddy were really getting serious.” He asked as they approached the outside door.

“Well I met this guy just a few weeks ago. Its kind of a long story, remember when I flew to the Midwest last week……. She trailed off as they left the building.


James comes out of his flashback He shivers at the thought of what he was put through. Nothing had ever been that embarrassing or revolting. The things she had made him do. The things she made him touch. He shook his head hoping to bring his mind back to what he was doing. But the worst part of it was that when she had grown tired of him she had cut his character any way in a useless meaningless death that had left his acting looking pathetic and to top it off she spread rumors about him through all the tabloids and or forms of press so that there was no way he would ever be able to get a job again. She also held some very incriminating photos that made it almost impossible for him to accuse her of any wrongdoing. No one was gonna believe why she had done this too him. It would look like he had seduced her to get his part. He was just plain screwed any way you looked at it. He flinched at his own pun. And turned back to mopping the bottom of the pool.

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