A/N: Ok, I've been in an updating mood recently, so don't complain. I've recently started another story that works along a similar storyline to this one, but I think I prefer it to this one, I'm planning on making it much more darker and angsty than this one, however I am still continuing this fic, just not exactly sure where I'm going to take it, so if you have any ideas please let me know when you review, which I'm sure you want to do, because this story isn't going to be updated unless I get at least 5 reviews for this chapter, I don't care how short they are, one worded if you want, but I need my five reviews .

Oh and just a prior warning, next chapter I intend on having some material that some may find offensive, with Willow in a rather submissive position, some violence and rather violent sex. I stop at the end of this chapter moments before it would start, but I thought some of you may like a warning, and it will be my first time writing anything like that, so in advance, please be kind. As I said none of that is this chapter, but it was just incase anyone wanted to avoid the next chapter, whenever I get around to writing it.

Murder on the Dance Floor - Chapter Three

She walked through the door before Spike and was instantly met with a large hug from Xander and Buffy, apparantly they'd missed her as much as she'd missed them. They evetually let her go and she sat down in a seat, that just so happened to be opposite Spike. How he had managed to work that before she had even sat down she didn't know, but there was no way it was conicidental.

"It's good to see you again Willow, you're feeling better now, yes?"

Willow smiled at Giles, he was more of a father to her than her real father and he always showed genuine concern for her, it was nice, knowing that someone cared about her in that way.

"Yes thanks"

"Well that's good then, we could do with your research skills"

"Yeah sure, I'll just get a drink first"

She froze before she had even fully stood up but covered it up quickly from the rest of the group. A quick glance to Spike showed her that he had realised her slip just like she had, and there was no way he would ignore this open invitation to start making her life trouble.

"Fetch us a drink too please Will"

"Sure thing Xander"

"Get me some blood as well won't you Red?"

And there it was, he had to put her in the worst position, she could ignore him and get herself in deep deep shit with him later or she agrees to get him a drink and all her friends get suspicious of her behaviour.

"Sure" She murmered quietly as she walked into Giles' kitchen.

"Huh? Why you getting him a drink Will?"

Come on think, you need a decent excuse... "Well you know what he's like, probably manage to smash up Gile's kitchen while he's at it, I'm just saving Giles a clean up job"

She flicked her eyes back to the gang as she placed the blood in the microwave and saw with relief that they had accepted her excuse. She looked towards Spike and saw a smirk firmly planted on his face, she didn't know which would have caused her the worst punishment, refusing to get him a drink, or getting him one and insulting him. Well, she'd find out later.

Spike watched his girl as she finished up in the kitchen and smirked. The first point on the scorecard had been won by him tonight.

Spike:1 Willow:0

A few hours and many bad choices of insults from Willow later and the scooby meeting was over and the moment she had been dreading all night had came.

She was kneeling on the cold hard floor of the basement in Spike's house. Well it was more of a mansion than a house really, not quite as big as the one on Crawford street, but near enough.

"So pet, you managed to insult me how many times tonight?" Spike was calm and collected pacing back and forwards in front of his pet, pleased with the fact that her eyes remained on the floor and didn't try to follow him around the room to anticipate his next move.

"Nine, Master"

"Nine times. You insulted your master nine times, what do you think would be a suitable punishment for that then, pet?"

"I'm not sure Master" Willow struggled to keep her voice from shaking, she couldn't remember being this scared before a punishment before, she'd probably had worse but it was the fact that she had come so close to revealing everything to her friends that night, and if she had there would be no telling what would happen before they found out all of the details.

"Not sure? I suppose it's up to me to decide then. Only problem is I'm in a bit of a bad mood at the moment, rather tense I am. So, if you could think of something to relieve some of my tension then I might be in a better mood by the time I get around to punishing you... Any ideas pet?"

Spike turned around and walked over to a large throne type chair and Willow knew what was expected of her, she had done it plenty of times before, but this time she had a feeling he would make it a lot more hard work for her.

Slowly she stood up and walked over to where Spike was sat and then she knelt down in front of him, pulled his zipper down and opened her mouth.