Dawn's Perfect Little Slayer

1.

“Hey Faith,” Dawn beamed at her as she came through the door of the Summers house. Back at Buffy’s home, Faith’s belly curdled at the memories of her last time in Sunnydale. “Good to see you again, we’re kinda all packed in here, so do you want to share with me?”

Faith ignored Buffy’s eyes boring into the back of her head. “Sure,” the curvy Slayer agreed, “lead the way, Pip.”

Something indefinable flashed in Dawn’s pool-like orbs, but then the teen was all smiles again. “Okay,” Dawn sashayed upstairs, the nubile’s denim-skirted hips swinging invitingly. “Follow me.”

Faith mutely obeyed, ignoring all the curious looks her notorious past bought her from various Potentials. “In here,” Dawn held the door open until Faith walked in, then closed it behind you. “I’ve thought about seeing you again for a long time.”

“Yeah,” Faith smirked at the younger girl. “I have that effect on most people.”

Dawn grinned back at her. “I especially wanted to tell you how much a fan I am of the photo shoots I found of you in ‘Juicy Jailbait’, ‘Teen Twats’, ‘Spanking Sluts’, and ‘Lil Dykes’. I can’t help but wonder what my sister would say if she ever saw them and found out about your career as an underage porn star?” Faith stared shocked at the younger girl as Dawn reached out and ran her fingers down the Slayer’s curved cheek. “Of course, if you entertain me, Buffy will never need to know.”

Faith stared at Dawn, jaw dropping open as the busty brunette considered the former Key’s attempted blackmail. At first she was so enraged she seriously continued taking the cheeky little bitch and putting her over her knee.

Except after she’d spanked the little bitch, Dawn could still tell her big sis about Faith’s sordid past. Faith shuddered at the thought of Buffy getting yet another reason to sneer down at her. Besides, when she’d been in prison she’d munched plenty of carpet, but it had been on her terms, any pussy she’d licked had known that SHE was in charge. It might be nice to be the sub for a change, and she did owe the kid for all the shitty things she’d done to her back in the day. ‘Sides, from what Red had said on the way here there probably wasn’t gonna be much longer for this world and many more chance to get with a nice piece of ass. And, Faith licked her full lips as she stared at the nubile younger girl, damn Dawn had grown up into a babe, long legs, curvy body, and come to bed eyes all wrapped up into one hell of an alluring package. “It’s your choice,” Dawn twisted the knife. “You can be the girl I’ve always dreamed you’d be, or I can tell Buffy what a dirty little slut you were back in Boston?”

Both defeated and amused by Dawn’s ballsy attempt at blackmail, the curvy Slayer dropped her gaze to the carpet. “I’ll do anything you want Dawnie,” Faith put on her best simpering voice.

Faith blinked when Dawn strutted up to her and slapped her hard on the ass. “That’s Ms. Summers when we’re on our own, bitch!”

Faith blinked, her hot temper rising then grinned. Damn, Dawn was really gettin’ into this dom thing. Deciding to play the game for all she was worth, the busty Bostonian nodded. “Sorry Ms. Summers, what do you want me to do?”

“Let’s start,” Dawn reached up and pulled Faith’s denim jacket off, “with seeing what my bitch looks like. I bet you spent plenty of time in prison keeping in shape didn’t you?”

Man, Dawn had clearly thought this through. Faith felt her pussy moisten at the thought of submitting to this younger, but very hot and very domineering teen. “Yes Ms. Summers,” Faith nodded as she pulled her red gym vest over her head, “I worked out lots to keep myself in shape for you. I hope you like what you see?”

“Yeah,” Faith trembled slightly when Dawn ran her fingers up and down the curvy Slayer’s flat midsection, “not bad at all. All those times I fingered myself thinking about you, all those times I planned us getting together.” Dawn reached around Faith’s back and unhooked her push-up, the Slayer’s pert tits springing loose as her lacy black bra fell to the carpet. “You’re gonna make all those fantasies come true aren’t you?”

“Yes, Ms. Summers.” Faith panted as she slid her hands down her naked, quivering flanks and unfastened her skin-tight jeans then dragged them down to her knees before bending over and pulling her cowboy boots. Then she returned to her jeans, pulling them down until they pooled around her ankles.

The curvy Slayer reached for her lacy g-string. “WAIT!” Faith blinked and stopped at Dawn’s bark. Damn this girl really liked playing Queen Bitch. “I want a souvenir.” Faith moaned as the younger rubbed her fingers up and down the outside of her g-string, the silk rubbing against her twat. “Do you like being touched by me, bitch?”

“Sure do, Ms. Summers.” Faith’s bare bosom rose and fell as Dawn increased the rubbing’s ferocity, excitement and arousal racing through her pussy.

Dawn chuckled then pulled away, reaching around her to open the desk drawer behind her, pull out a pair of scissors, run the cold steel up Faith’s naked, trembling hip, and cut the g-string away, the silky lace dropping into Dawn’s waiting palm. “You don’t mind if I,” Dawn stuffed the skimpy material into her pocket, “keep that as a memento do you Faith?”

As the younger girl spoke she began to rub her hands all over Faith’s body, the curved beauty moaning and groaning at every possessive, domineering touch. “No, Ms. Summers,” Faith’s curved lips fell open in a pant as the younger girl so delicately, so gently pinched her nipples. “You keep ’em if you want.”

Dawn let out a soft chuckle before leaning into her, the beauty’s sable mane rubbing against Faith’s full chest and her breath hot against Faith’s ear. “I don’t care what my sister and Willow say,” she whispered, “you can be a good little bitch can’t you Faith? All you need is some proper training.” Faith moaned softly, somehow hypnotised by Dawn’s commanding presence. “Does my girl want to perform for me?” Faith nodded then gasped as Dawn put her palms on her bare shoulders and pushed her down onto the office chair by the desk. “I want to watch you finger-fuck yourself.”
Faith blinked and gaped but meekly allowed the younger girl to kick her legs apart. “I gave you an order, girl.”

“Sure Ms. Summers.” Faith’s pussy was already aching with excitement. She’d done a lot sexually but usually with guys although she was bi, and she never dreamed another girl would so easily conquer her. Her fingers danced over her neatly shaven twat, pussy lips dancing excitedly at the slightest touch.

“Oh yeah, that’s the good stuff,” Dawn’s eyes were fixed on Faith’s crotch. “Now I want you to pinch those lips.”

“Uhhh.” Faith moaned as she pinched her lips between her thumb and finger, rubbing them together until electricity rippled through them. “Yes, yes.”

“Now pinch each one in a separate hand,” Dawn demanded. “Tug on those babies.”
Faith obeyed unthinkingly, pleasure growing inside her as she gifted control to the younger girl, wanting little more than to be told how, where, and when to touch herself. “Now what about your clit, bitch?” Dawn whispered.

Faith’s perfectly-shaped posterior rose off the seat as her thumb grazed her clit, a welcoming warmth growing in her crotch. “Oh yeah.” Sweat gleamed on her forehead as she rubbed her fingers up and down with increasing ferocity. “Feels,” she panted as she pushed a finger inside herself, her twat squeezing hard around her, “so good.”

Little Dawnie grinned at her. “Twist it around inside.” Faith’s curved lips parted in a moan as she slavishly obeyed, helpless to do anything else. “Now pull it out and lift it up to me.” Faith obeyed, lifting her dripping finger up for Dawn to ever so slowly lick her juices off, every stroke of the teen’s tongue making the Slayer whimper. “Good girl.” Dawn patted her on her head. “Now keep going, two fingers now.”

Once again Faith obeyed. “Oooooh.” The Slayer’s naked back arched as she pushed two fingers inside of herself, twisting them around as her thumb grazed against her trembling button. “Yes,” Faith panted as aroused sweat dribbled down her heaving chest. “It feels so good.”

“I want those fingers to pound your pussy,” Dawn suddenly snapped. “Put some effort in it!”

“Yes Ms. Summers!” Faith simpered, arousal heated her crotch at Dawn’s domination as the curvy Slayer’s secret submissive side took hold. Her finger pushed in and out of her pussy, her lips gripping tightly around her and her trim belly coiling as her fingers jabbed against her G-spot. “Hope I’m making you wet Ms. Summers!”

Dawn cackled in reply. “Let’s jut say I’m enjoying myself.”

Faith’s breasts bounced and her entire body shivered as her thumb rubbed against her throbbing clit with increasing urgency. “Oh, oh, oh!” Faith panted, full lips parted as sweat dripped down her forehead and perspiration sprang up on her tanned, lithe curves.

“Three fingers,” Dawn demanded, the younger brunette’s voice husky with desire.
The dark-eyed Bostonian nodded as she blindly obeyed, her slicked walls tightening around her fingers. “Slow down,” Dawn snapped. “Take your time.” Faith eased the three fingers out then eased them back into her slicked folds. “Twist them around inside you.”

“Oooooh,” Faith’s cheeks hollowed as she obeyed, her fingertips rubbing against her trembling pleasure spot. “Oooooh.”

“Now I want you to spread them around inside you, stretch for me you bitch.”

“Yes.” Faith panted, her chestnut mane snapping wildly as she thrashed about on her seat, pert posterior bouncing up and down on the chair. “Yes!” Faith mewed. “It feels so good!” Faith’s fingers separated inside her cunt, rubbing and stretching her tight pleasure tunnel. “Uhhh! Uhhhh!” Faith gasped as every vaginal nerve tingled inside her, pleasure growing as her pussy trembled with excitement. “Goddddd, ohhhh yeahhhh.”

“Now those fingers are separated,” Dawn’s domination was remorseless. “I want you to pound your cunt, bitch.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Uhhhh! Uhhhh!” The sultry sexpot’s pussy flexed and contracted, arousal growing as her twat grew hotter and hotter. Sweat dripped into the curvy warrior’s eyes, blurring her vision as her spread fingers pumped in and out of quivering pleasure hole. “Oh yeah, yeahhhh.” Delicious depravity filled her as she looked up to see the younger girl hungrily watching her, warmth spreading from her crotch to engulf her rolling belly as she watched the teen who had so saucily blackmailed her into submission. “Huh, huh, huh.” Faith’s lips parted in a long moan as her high cheeks expanded and deflated. “

“Oh fuccccck, ohhhhhh godddd!” Pussy juices flowed from her spasming twat, splattering her tautly flexing inner thighs as she came, sweat soaking down her shaking body. “Yessss, ooooooooooooh, godddddddddddd, fuccccccccckkkkkkkkk.” Ecstasy crashed over her shaking, sweating form. “Gaaaaaaaaaah, uhhhhhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkk.”

“Ahhhh,” Dawn cooed like she was talking to a baby as she stroked Faith’s lustrous locks, “did my girl enjoy her climax?” Faith nodded as she heaved in air. “Hey,” Dawn snapped, “a nod isn’t an answer!”

“Yes,” Faith nodded, “thank you, Ms. Summers.”

“Good girl. Now,” Dawn crouched before her, placed her hands on Faith’s bare knees and peered greedily at the Slayer’s leaking cunt. “I want you to take that plastic ruler off my desk, place it in your mouth, crawl on your hands and knees like the bitch you are, and crawl across my knee for your spanking for all the evil things you’ve done.”

Faith’s hackles rose. “No fucking way, I’ve done two years for all that-.”

SNAP! Faith’s eyes blazed when Dawn rose and cracked her hand across Faith’s face. Faith was half out of her seat when Dawn spoke. “Do you want my sister to see all that stuff you did as a kid? Can you imagine what her and Willow would say?”

Personally Faith could see Willow being too busy masturbating over her photos to say a damn thing, but her insides shrivelled at the thought of Buffy seeing her porno work. “Yes Ms. Summers,” Faith nodded submissively before taking the ruler in her mouth and dropping onto her hands and knees.

“Oh yes,” Dawn purred as she crawled across the carpet. “I do love the way your ass jiggles and tits sway, doggie. I think you’re going to be spending a lot of time crawling around on all fours.” Dawn patted her lap. “Up.”

Faith reluctantly climbed up onto the younger girl’s denim-clad lap, Dawn taking the ruler out of her mouth and drying it off on the dark-eyed Bostonian’s chestnut mane. “Uhhh,” Faith moaned deep in her throat as the younger girl began rubbing her hands up and down the Slayer’s ass, Faith squirming happily on her lap. “Oh yes, so good.”

“Here,” Faith gasped in protest when the younger brunette stuffed a sweaty, cotton bedshirt with pink unicorns on it into her mouth, “I don’t want anyone to hear you scream, you naughty girl.” Faith squirmed as Dawn returned to massaging Faith’s rounded behind, the brunette’s fingers digging deep into her ample flesh. “Now, you were such an evil slut last time you here, where should I begin punishing you?” Faith panted into the cotton bedshirt as Dawn’s palms rubbed counter then clockwise on her rounded buttocks. “Might as well start at the beginning and work from there.”

“This is for teaching me to shoplift!” THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Faith squealed into the bedshirt, drool running down her mouth as Dawn’s ruler lashed into her naked, upraised buttocks, the rounded flesh bouncing and jiggling. “This is for teaching me to pick-pocket!” SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! The younger girl laid the blows square across each buttock, and these weren’t gently playful love-taps, Dawn had a lot of pent-up frustration and she was taking it all out on Faith.

“This is for getting to Xander before I did!” THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! The bedshirt cut off Faith’s wails as the ruler dug deep into the Slayer’s delectable derriere as she recalled how much of a crush Dawn had had on the male Scooby.

“This is for your own good, Faith,” Dawn lectured, “you need to bear that in mind. Besides you want it don’t you?”

Faith was surprised to find herself nodding. There was a depraved part of her who needed to be punished for all the bad things she’d done, especially if the punishment was being dealt out by the sexier Summers.

“Good girl,” Dawn squeezed and twisted Faith’s rounded ass before picking up the ruler. “This is for trying to frame my sister for murder!” CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Faith’s back arched, her breasts bouncing as the ruler beat out a tattoo on her ass, welting deep into her flawless flesh.

“This is for trying to kill Xander!” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Each new blow cut deeper and harder into Faith’s behind. And yet the Slayer meekly pushed her ass up to greet the ruler like a good little sub taking her punishment, then flinching as each blow added yet more welts. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

“This is for going to work for the Mayor!” CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Faith squirmed and whimpered as the blows striped her tanned ass red, her behind bouncing throughout the teen’s ballistic barrage.

“This is for trying to turn Angel bad!” CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Faith screamed into her gag as pain ravaged through her ass as it reddened and glowed with hurt.

“And this is for kidnapping Willow!” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
The ruler sounded like a pistol’s crack as Dawn brought it down in a succession of blurringly fast strikes that blistered Faith’s already aching ass, pained sweat dripping down the Slayer’s writhing frame. “This is for trying to kidnap me!” SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!

“This is for trying to kill Buffy!” SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! Faith’s eyes bulged as the ruler dug deep into her buns, Dawn switching between buttocks. Jesus, Faith thrashed wildly on the younger girl’s lap, she hadn’t realised just how long her list of crimes was.

“This is for stealing Buffy’s body!” CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Faith squirmed on Dawn’s lap as every blow came in, yet even as most of her loathed her teen tormenter for humiliating her so, a dirty part of her had her pussy heating up and wettening as she got off on being punished for all the vile things she’d done.

“This is for tying me and Mom up and threatening to burn us alive!” THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Faith shuddered continually as Dawn laid in the blows, adding welts on top of welts, her burning ass twitching wildly after each blow.

“This is for sleeping with Riley!” SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! Tears rolled down the busty Slayer’s cheeks as Dawn continued her recital of Faith’s sins, accompanying her words by whipping the young Slayer’s beautiful behind into a blazing mass of pain.

“This is for going to work for Wolfram & Hart!” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Faith squealed into her makeshift gag as she wriggled helplessly on the teen’s lap as Dawn laid the blows in across both cheeks, Faith’s welted buttocks dancing under the stinging impact.

This is for trying to kill Angel!” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Faith’s tortured tushy radiated with heat as Dawn continued laying in the blows, the ruler cutting deep into her ass as Dawn alternated between left and right buttocks, one barely slowing in its wobble before the teen struck it again.

“This is for torturing Wesley!” THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Faith wailed into her gag as the blows bit deep into her ass’ curved underside, cheeks wobbling in erotic pain.

“And this is just in case I forgot something!” CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Dawn lashed down with her ruler, alternating between each bouncing buttock, each blow seeming to add welts on top of welts, and pain on top of pain.

“Wow,” Dawn giggled as the busty Bostonian sobbed weakly. Even with Slayer healing Faith knew she’d be carrying bruises for at least a day. “That was quite an arm workout.” Faith whimpered as Dawn gently tousled the Slayer’s thick mane. “You were a good girl taking your punishment so well, well done.” Faith’s heart warmed at Dawn’s praise as the teen pulled the now soaked bed-shirt out of Faith’s mouth and used it to tenderly wipe the curvy Bostonian’s tears away. “Now get on your knees and lick me out like it was your favourite flavour of ice-cream.”

Faith was growing so accustomed to obeying the younger girl, that the busty Slayer found herself on her knees in front of the teen nubile before she knew it. “Wait.” Dawn reached down, tilted Faith’s chin up, and grinned down at her. “Faith Lehane, naked, and on her knees for me. What a moment to savour, eh, bitch?”

“Yes, Ms. Summers,” Faith whimpered as she reached behind and rubbed at her smarting tushy.

Dawn wasn’t finished gloating though. Faith’s jugs bounced as the teen cracked her ruler into Faith’s left tit. “I know you want my pussy, all you have to do is ask for it.”

Faith licked her rosy lips. The humiliating thing was she did want Dawn’s twat, she’d had plenty of pussy in her time, but a hottie like Dawn was a highlight even for a honey like Faith. “Please can I have your pussy, Ms. Summers?”

“Good girl,” Dawn praised as she tousled the sexy Slayer’s hair while unfastening her denim mini, “I knew you wouldn’t be hard to handle, you just needed the right inducement.” Dawn shook out her hair so that her mane fell across her shoulders, then lifted her legs up and over Faith, hooking her now bare legs over the nubile Slayer’s naked shoulders. The brunette teen let out a delighted squeal as she reached out with both hands and grabbed the back of Faith’s sable mane before pushing the sultry Slayer’s beautiful face into her reverse-triangle trimmed box. “Get to it.”

Faith no longer questioned her subjugation, the night’s happenings having thoroughly shell-shocked her. Faith’s red lips reverently kissed at the younger girl’s twat, lips tenderly caressing the lips. “Ohhh, ohhhh.” Dawn moaned softly and her nether lips trembled seductively with every gentle touch “Yes, yes,” Dawn groaned, “that’s right, you like it you naughty girl.” Dawn shivered and groaned, grinding her crotch against Faith’s face as the busty Bostonian stroked her tongue up and down her pussy lips. “Oh yeah, oh yeah,” Dawn panted as her juices dripped onto Faith’s tongue, then reached down, put a finger under Faith’s chin and tilted the Slayer’s face, “does that taste good honey?”

“Yes thank you, Ms. Summers,” Faith smiled winningly. “May I have some more?”

Dawn giggled. “Eat me, girl.”

Faith stared lustfully at the teen’s wide-open twat for a few seconds before lowering her head. Dawn’s back arched as she felt the sultry Slayer’s tongue stroking up and down her quivering pussy. “Yessss,” the teen let out a long moan. “Oh yessssss, use that mouth on me!”

Faith lapped eagerly at the domineering teen’s dripping slit, enjoying both the taste of Dawn’s pussy juices and the lack of control she now had. Faith pulled the teen’s engorged labia apart and pushed her tongue inside her tight, pink tunnel. “Uhhhh,” Dawn let out a gleeful gasp as the older beauty’s tongue explored her pussy, the tongue stroking up her soaking, quivering walls, examining every inch of her hole. “Yes, yes,” Dawn’s back arched again as Faith ran her tongue over her clit, her pleasure button quivering in response. “Yessss, yessss,” the dark-eyed teen continued to babble as Faith clasped the twitching nubbin between her finger and thumb, and twisted it, the tiny bundle of nerves erupting in pleasure. “Ohhhhh, ohhhh, yessss, goddddd.”

Faith grinned. Dawn might have taken control of her, but nobody ate pussy like her. Faith released her grip on the teen’s clit, replacing it by taking the teen’s pleasure button in her mouth and suckling on it like it was her mother’ teat while simultaneously teasingly stroking her fingers up and down the squirming teen’s sodden labia. “Yesss, ahhhh, uhhhhh,” Dawn hissed, “feels so good! Yessss, ohhh, yesss.” The teen writhed happily as Faith’s tongue poked at her vibrating clit, then Faith pulled away and rubbed her tongue up and down her mistress’ folds, heart warming at every approving grunt and moan. Oh yeah, Dawnie loved her mouth.

Faith increased the ferocity of her lapping, then started driving her tongue in and out of Faith’s cunt, stabbing at the teen’s g-spot with ever increasing speed. “Ohhhhh,” Dawn’s bed rocked under her as the teen bucked and grunted. “Yessss, yesss, you dirty slut!” Dawn’s juices gushed out, soaking the older brunette’s face with her juices. “Ahhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Dawn pulled her shirt off, revealing the teen’s pert, nipple-hardened rack, aroused sweat gleaming on her alabaster skin before she slid into bed. “Get in here with me,” Dawn brusquely ordered. Faith obeyed, sliding into bed alongside the younger girl, Dawn kissing Faith’s bare shoulder. “By the way,” Dawn whispered in her ear, “I recorded everything we did in here. So if you don’t want Buffy to find out about you tongue-fucking her little sister, you’re going to be my naughty little bitch for as long as I want you to be, okay?”

Faith’s jaw dropped as the teen grinningly pointed out the camera. Faith briefly considered leaping up and shattering the camera, but she’d spent so much time as the top in her relationships, it might be nice to be the bottom for a change, especially for a hottie like Dawn, someone she owed so much to.

And Dawn did have a flair for taking her in hand. “Yes Ms. Summers,” Faith simpered, “I’m your bitch.”

Dawn kissed her softly on her lips and grinned. “And don’t you forget it.”