HypnoTV: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Forever Knight
by MAW
MC,FF


     Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains
explicit acts of sexuality. If this offends you, leave now. This
story takes an unrealistic and, in this case, supernatural look at
hypnosis. It does not work this way. If it did, it'd be immoral.
Don't try this at home. If you feel like it, seek help.


     The sun set along the coast, the last few rays disappearing
into darkness. It was cool, the breeze coming off the ocean and
blowing through the town. There was no moon, the shadows deep and
dark. Perfect for a vampire. Janette's heels clicked as she walked
down the streets of the small town. California seemed to be a nice
change from Toronto. The warmth of the night was as close as she
had come to day in centuries. She needed to get out of Toronto,
away from Nicholas and his whining for mortality. Besides, she'd
spent twenty years in Toronto. It was time to move on.
     She was tall, with short, dark hair and a body to die for.
Literally. She appeared to be in her late-twenties, perhaps early-
thirties. To look at her, no one would guess that she was over nine
hundred years old. She was wearing a tight red velvet dress that
was guaranteed to turn heads. Her beautiful face was highlighted
with dark lipstick and makeup. She was on the prowl.
     She had forgotten the name of the town. No matter, she
wouldn't be here long. Just a night to feed, then on to Los
Angeles. L.A. was perfect for her kind. Large, expansive, filled
with plenty of transients to make feeding easier. Janette's mouth
watered just thinking of it.
     She was slinking down an alleyway when she heard it. The
grunts of battle. A swooping sound she recognized. She moved
further down the alley and spotted them. The assailant was a
vampire, one of the American variety, judging by the animal-like
face. His victim was a young girl of about 18, with blond hair,
dressed in a dark black outfit. 
     Janette corrected herself quickly. The girl wasn't a victim at
all. In fact, to put it somewhat vulgarly, she was whipping ass.
She blasted her attacker with a pair of savage kicks. She
backhanded him across the face, driving him back to a wall. She
executed a backflip that allowed her to kick him in the face.
     Janette's appraisal of the girl was interrupted when her acute
hearing picked up a sound on the roof. Glancing up, she saw two
more vampires leap from the top of the roof. They landed behind the
girl, shoving her towards the ground. The three vampires moved in.
     Nine hundred years ago, Janette was a prostitute, not by
choice but by need. She saw her friends killed, treated like
outcasts, like animals. When she was brought across, she loved it.
She considered it payback for the abuse of her life. Janette may
have been a vampire, but there was no way in hell she was letting
any woman be stuck in this predicament.
     She flew down the alleyway, knocking the trio aside. One moved
towards her and was greeted by a punch that snapped his neck. The
other tried to grab her. Janette crushed the bones on her wrist and
slung her into the wall. She turned back in time to see the girl
ram a wooden stake into the heart of the original vampire. He fell
back to the floor and immediately became dust. 
     There was dead silence in the alley as the girl took the stake
and methodically dispatched the still forms of the other two
attackers. Only then did she look up at Janette. The instant she
saw the fangs and the glowing eyes, her "thank you" died on her
lips and she held her stake ready. Janette simply stood there,
looking her over. "You killed them."
     "I'm the Slayer. That's kind of what I do." The girl and
Janette slowly circled one another, neither making a move that
could be interpreted as hostile. 
     "Do you have a name or do I just call you 'Slayer'?" Janette
said. If she was nervous, she didn't show it.
     "You mean there's an undead character that does not know me?
Relief. My name's Buffy."
     Janette stared at her. "You are kidding me."
     "Yeah, I know, I get that a lot." She examined Janette
closely. "So, been undead long?" 
     "About nine hundred years."
     "You're not like most of these guys."
     "I'm of the old European vintage. Not as weak or frail as
these pathetic creatures." 
     "Weak? Ex-cuse me, but I have been stalking and slaying these
guys for a while now and it's not real easy." 
     "Oh, I have no doubt you can handle yourself well against
these--ruffians. But me and my kind?" She shook her head. "We're a
little tougher." 
     "Maybe, but I'll bet wood through your heart would still dust
you," Buffy said, holding her stake higher.
     "Perhaps," Janette said. "If you could make it that far." 
     "I could have this in your heart before you could move."
     Janette laughed. She couldn't help it. Something about the
child's sureness amused her. "You're young, so take some advice.
Give this up while you can. You can never win, you know."
     "No, but I can shorten some life spans."
     "My dear, you have fire and enthusiasm. I admire that."
Janette didn't mention that she found Buffy quite attractive. "But
you are only one girl. We are legion. There are far more of us than
you think and all we need to is avoid you long enough. Remember,
you age and die. We do not."
     "Look, Frenchie--"
     "Janette. I abhor national nicknames."
     "Okay, Janette. Are you going to try to kill me or am I just
going to stake you here and now? I've got a killer test tomorrow,
my mom's always yelling at me about curfew and I need my sleep. So,
I think I'll just slay you and call it a night, okay?"
     Janette decided to end this. She had better things to do all
night than argue with some child who thought herself a Slayer. She
locked eyes with Buffy and let her mind touch the younger woman's.
Buffy was instantly captivated by Janette's brilliant green eyes.
Drawn by the shimmering orbs, Buffy was helpless as Janette entered
her mind, her will being quickly overpowered. Buffy tried to fight,
but Janette's hypnotic gaze was too strong. A pounding filled her
head like a drum. Almost before she knew it, Buffy was entranced.
     "Drop the stake." Janette's voice echoed in Buffy's head as if
whispered in an empty corridor. Janette stepped back to appraise
the young slayer. She was rather attractive. Her form was hard to
make out in the baggy outfit she wore but Janette saw enough to
know the girl kept in shape. Of course, that was something of a
requirement for her work. Janette looked into Buffy's blank eyes
and made a decision. Food could wait another night. Tonight, she
would satisfy another craving she had been without for some time.
     Janette looked into Buffy's eyes and slowly spoke. "Buffy,
would you like to go home?" Buffy nodded. Janette's vampiric powers
had completely frozen her will. Buffy's conscious mind was
completely shut off and she could only do what Janette said.
Janette took Buffy by the arm, pulled her in close and kissed her.
     It had been almost a century since Janette had kissed a woman.
She had forgotten how good it felt. She moved her tongue inside
Buffy's mouth, tasting the sweet touch of her lips. Buffy was slow
to respond, her reflexes dulled by her mesmerized state. But soon,
she was answering Janette with a kiss of equal power. As the two
women embraced, Janette slowly lifted them up into the air. 
     It was about five minutes before Janette came to Buffy's
house. Luckily Buffy had left her window open for her return.
Janette landed inside, her charge hung at her arm like a rag doll.
It was a typical teenage girl's room, filled with posters of rock
stars, makeup trays and an overfilled closet. Janette appraised it
before turning back to Buffy, who stood swaying slightly in the
middle of the room. 
     Janette sat down on the bed. "Buffy, remove your clothes."
Buffy slowly obeyed. Her windbreaker went first, revealing a white
T-shirt. Then her pants, showing a pair of white panties
underneath. Removing her T-shirt showed a white bra. Unhooking it,
Buffy let her breasts go free. They were slightly larger than
Janette had imagined and seeing the nipples hardened gave her a
shot of adrenalin she hadn't experienced in decades. Buffy then
pulled her panties down her shapely legs, showing off a blond tuft.
     Janette leaned down on the bed, her arms outstretched. "Come
to me, Buffy." With awkward steps, the hypnotized teenager
complied. She crawled along the bed until she came to Janette.
Janette pulled her in close and kissed her long on the lips. Her
arousal high despite her entranced state, Buffy wrapped her tongue
around Janette's, pressing her lips hard on the older (much older)
woman.
     Janette turned Buffy over and straddled her. She moved her
mouth down to Buffy's tight breasts. She let her tongue drag along
one nipple, eliciting a moan from Buffy. She kissed the other
nipple, sucking on it long and hard like an infant. She moved her
tongue to the sunken belly and gave it a kiss. Then she came to
Buffy's clit.
     Janette was old enough to spot a virgin when she saw one. She
was also old enough to know that Buffy had been experimenting on
her own. Time to give her the real deal. Janette placed a red-
nailed finger into Buffy's pussy and began rubbing it. Buffy moaned
softly as Janette continued. An expert in the ways of sexual
satisfaction, Janette took her time, moving her finger in and out,
getting Buffy's juices flowing. When she was ready, she stuck her
tongue into Buffy's clit and began licking. Buffy clutched a
handful of covers as a wave of ecstasy filled her. The wave
culminated in a rush of pleasure as her womanhood was released onto
Janette's face. Janette savored the taste. Next to blood, there was
nothing sweeter.
     Janette decided it was Buffy's turn. Moving back onto her, she
took Buffy's limp hands and led them to her chest. She slowly
started to turn Buffy's hands in slow circles along her breasts.
Letting her hands go, Janette was pleased to see Buffy continue to
rub them. Janette let her own hands drop to the girl's body as she
massaged the nubile breasts beneath her. Buffy slipped off
Janette's top, exposing her large breasts. Janette leaned down,
letting her young victim get a good look. Buffy buried her head
between the mounds before showering them both with long, wet
kisses. She kissed in circles around the curves before finally
coming to the nipple. She kissed it long and seemed to enjoy it
hardening under her touch.
     Janette moved further up Buffy's body, allowing Buffy to see
up her dress. Janette wore no panties. She calmly sat on Buffy's
face. Buffy's tongue went into Janette's clit. After several quick
jabs, it went to work, licking the vampires pussy. Janette groaned
as the mesmerized teen went to work, licking off juices that hadn't
flowed in a very long time. Janette moved herself along Buffy's
face, allowing the girl to lick all around her pussy. Before
Janette herself could realize it, she came, her oversized orgasm
spilling onto Buffy's face. Janette arched her back, her eyes
glowing, her fangs extended. It took a supreme effort not to bite
the girl right there.
     Janette climbed off the limp Buffy and stood up. Moving to the
bathroom, she washed off a towel and used it to clean Buffy's body.
She then ordered Buffy to put on a t-shirt and panties. As she
complied, Janette washed the towel off and hung it up to dry. She
walked back into the room and knelt by Buffy. Like a mother with a
child, she tucked Buffy underneath the covers and even fluffed up
her pillow. 
     Janette leaned towards Buffy's ear and whispered. "Forget me.
Forget any of this happened. Sleep. Sleep and awake with all this
just a dream. Forget." Buffy slumped deeper into her bed as sleep
took over. Janette kissed her on the cheek, then moved to the
window and flew off.
     As Janette flew, she thought about what Nicholas would say.
She had let a Slayer live and had not fed. Any other vampire would
consider that treasonous. Nicholas would probably consider it
charitable. Janette considered it a night well spent. 

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