Dawn's Perfect Little Slayer

AN:  I’d like to thank Oric13 and his story ‘Re-Educating Dawn’ as a definite inspiration for this chapter…  Thanks bud.

11.

“Faithie, how are chores coming along?” Dawn asked as she came into the lino-floored bathroom to find her bitchgirl-friend stood at the sink washing pots wearing nothing but yellow rubber gloves and a white frill-hemmed apron.

Faith beamed at her mistress, pussy juicing at just the sight of her.  “Just finished!”

“Goody,” Dawn clapped her hands and sat down on the kitchen chair then tapped her lap meaningfully.  Faith giggled happily as she threw off her gloves and apron then dropped her naked, pert ass onto her mistress’ lap.  The younger girl’s arm snaked around the Slayer’s trim waist and pulled her close, sniffing her long, lush mane.  “You’ve worked hard today.”  Faith moaned deep in her throat as the younger girl began nuzzling her neck.  “Time for play I think!”

“Yay!” Faith squealed happily and clapped her hands together before glancing towards the younger girl.  “What do you have planned, Ms. Summers?”

Dawn giggled at her enthusiasm.  “I’ve been reading a book, ‘Bondage For Beginners’, and I’d love to try out some of the positions in the book with my girl.”

“Yay!” Faith repeated then beamed a dimple-deepening, dazzling smile, the sultry Slayer as desperate as always to please her domme.  “Ms.  Summers,” her smile turned to a coy, teasing look, “I have a confession to make.  I’ve been looking at porn.”

“Oh sweetie, you know I don’t mind you looking at other horny lesbian sluts.”

Faith giggled artfully, what she was about to confess was gonna get her in real trouble, but that was alright, Dawn had put her securely in touch with her secret pain-slut, and she just adored her mistress putting her in place and punishing her.  “But it wasn’t lesbian porn Ms. Summers,” Faith admitted.  “It was well-hung guys goin’ at it, spit-roasting a brunette slut that could almost be the double of me.”  Faith paused.  “Say, I wonder if one of my exes has uploaded a movie of me on the internet.  There’s enough films of me goin’ ‘round!”

“This isn’t funny young lady,” Dawn scolded.  “We have rules in this house and there are consequences for breaking them, otherwise you get very out of hand.”

Faith pouted.  “I like lookin’ at guys.”

“I see you need some serious disciplining,” Dawn’s eyes darkened as she pulled the naked ingénue up by her wrist and pulled her downstairs behind her, into the darkened, fully equipped basement.  “Now where to begin?”  Dawn pulled Faith over to the whipping post.  “Arms out in front of you.”

“Don’t wanna,” Faith playfully resisted.

“You just bought yourself double rations, now arms out, girl!” Dawn snapped.  The moment the nubile Bostonian raised her arms, Dawn clicked the manacles attached to the wooden post to her wrists.  Faith moaned happily as her mistress grabbed her lustrous locks and yanked her head back.  “Now you little bitch, you’re gonna learn to behave aren’t you?”

“Maybe,” Faith giggled playfully, loving the attention her mistress was giving her.

“Oh it’s like that is it?”  Dawn released her grip and strode over to the discipline table, picked up a studded paddle, walked up behind Faith and took up a two-handed batter’s stance.  Faith licked her lips and looked up over her shoulder at her powerful, domineering mistress.  “Eyes forward, you little tramp.”

“Yes Ms. Summers,” Faith panted as she looked forward, anticipatory juices dripping from her bald pussy and naked ass wriggling alluringly.

CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  Dawn’s arm swung back and forth, the paddle thundering against the Slayer’s taut tushy, biting deep into her rounded buns.

“Yes!  Yes!” Faith wailed as her behind stung.  “Oh fuck yes, mistress!”

“You like that do you, you naughty bitch, how about this?”  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK! 

“Ohhhh!  Ohhh!” Faith squealed happily as her behind bounced after every blow, her perfect, unblemished flesh reddening and welting.  “Yes, I’m such a naughty bitch, take me in hand Ms. Summers!”

“Dirty cock-hungry whore!”  Dawn snapped.  SNAP!  SNAP!  SNAP!  SNAP!  SNAP!

“Yes, yes!  Teach me to worship just your pussy!”  Faith panted, sweat streaming down her aroused curves as her ass stung and jiggled after every blow.  “Oh, oh, oh!”

THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK! The paddle’s studs penetrated deep into the welting flesh of Faith’s jumping ass.  “You disobedient cunt!”

“Yes!  Yes!” Faith panted as the paddle crashed repeatedly into her burning behind.  “Teach me to obey.”

“Oh I will!”  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  The paddle thundered home, every butt nerve stinging like she was being attacked by a hive of hornets.

“Thank you, thank you,” Faith sobbed happily, grateful tears trickling down the Slayer’s high cheeks.

Suddenly Dawn’s hand was in her hair again, pulling her into a possessive kiss, crushing her lips against hers and forcing her tongue into Faith’s mouth.  The brunette Slayer slumped happily against her mistress, gleefully allowing her owner’s hands to travel her sweaty naked body.  “And now,” the brunette unfastened her secured hands, “we continue with your punishment.  No,” Dawn shook her head as Faith went to rub her aching ass, “don’t you dare touch it.  Centre of the room, hands folded behind your back.”

“Yes Ms. Summers,” the once-rebellious Slayer hurried into position like a house-broken puppy.

“You’re learning, slower than I would have liked, but you’re learning.”  Dawn picked up a trio of shining, serrated-toothed clamps and strode up to her.  The sexy Slayer bucked and writhed as her mistress began pulling on her nipples and clit, elongating her throbbing nubbins.  Dawn stopped as the busty Bostonian began to moan.  “Did I give you permission to make a sound, girl?”

“Sorry.”  Faith clamped her mouth shut, biting her bottom lip as spine-tingling anticipation filled her, warming what had once been a lonely heart.

“Better.” Dawn nodded as she returned to tormenting Faith’s nubbins, the responsive nubbins stiffening and swelling under the younger brunette’s expert ministrations.  Dawn shook her head as Faith let out an involuntary wail as she quickly clipped the clamps on.  “I told you silence, you’ll have to pay for that later.”

Sweat beaded down the naked Slayer’s body, unable to prevent the odd involuntary twitch as Dawn teasingly tugged on each and every clamp in a seemingly random order, pain and pleasure pumping through her.  Finally Dawn stepped away, a grin on her face.  “Stay there, arms behind your back, legs apart.”  Without another word, Dawn strode into the gym attached to the dungeon and returned carrying a sled and a set of ten pound weights. 

Faith’s heart pounded as she looked over her shoulder and watched silently as her mistress placed the sled behind her with the weights on top, then watched as the teen strode over to a bench and picked up a bunch of rope. Faith stood submissively by as the younger girl, her mistress and queen of her world, tied a strand around her trim waist, the rough hemp rubbing against her tender flesh.

The teen grinned at her.  “You’re gonna love just how inventive this is.”  The Slayer moaned as her mistress tied another rope to the one around her waist, and ran it through and between her labia, up between her ass crevice and then tied it to the back of the rope waist.  Faith grunted as the hemp rubbed against both her inner labia lips while simultaneously igniting her anal nerves.  Her arousal only increased when her mistress tied two more ropes between the Slayer’s crotch, one to the left of her labia and one to the right.  Faith’s eyes glazed as all three strands of ropes stretched her ass crevice.

Dawn grinned sadistically at her aroused reaction.  “Oh, I’m only getting started.”  Dawn stepped behind her and quickly tied the older brunette’s wrists together.  Next she tied two ropes around Faith’s torso, one just below her ample chest, one just above, effectively squeezing the Slayer’s rounded boobs together and out, even as they rubbed against the sensitive flesh.  And then, her Mistress tied a too short rope from the rope running between her shoulder-blades to her bound wrists, forcing her shoulders uncomfortably back.  Then as final step, the giggling teen tied a final rope from Faith’s crotch rope to the heavily-laden sled, Faith biting back a gasp as the rope running between her pussy and ass cleft tightened uncomfortably, the rough hemp biting deep like a buzzsaw to her most private areas.

“You better get a move on because,” Dawn picked up a seven-pronged whip, “I’m gonna be whipping you all over until you cum and then maybe I’ll stop.  Maybe.”  Dawn paused and grinned.  “Oh and by the way, now you can scream.”

“Ooooh!”  Faith squealed as the whip’s lashes stung her upper-back, forcing her to involuntarily start forward, the rough rope garrotting her hot cunny as it tightened on the ropes.  “Ohhhh!”  Faith whinnied like a horse as the whip lashed against her rounded behind, stinging welts springing up.  “Ohhhh!”  She reared back when suddenly her mistress was in front of her, lashing her firmly-muscled thighs, her flat belly, and ample, generous chest, each strike stinging as the dark-haired submissive hurried forward, the rough rope rubbing her crotch with every step, see-sawing back and forth as her girl-friend’s frenzied whipping continued.

“Ohhh! Ohhh!” Faith whimpered as the whip’s strands sliced into her sensually-shaped hamstrings, then suddenly caught her upper back.  The usually loose-limbed Slayer stumbled along with none of her normal gaze, her breath shallowing as her arousalpain increased, the constant tightening of her crotch rope making her always responsive pussy throb pleasurably even as her body ached from her mistress’ enthused lashing.  “Ahhhh!” Faith went up onto her tiptoes as the crotchrope sprung tight while her teen dominatrix lashed at her bound breasts, the rough hemped rope effectively rubbing her to climax.  “Ahhhh!” Dawn’s breast whipping continued with even greater gusto as juices spilled out to splatter the sultry Slayer’s shaking thighs.  “Fucccccccccccck!”

 “Have you learnt your lesson about looking at boys?” Dawn whispered in the sexy Slayer’s ear even as her hands occupied themselves with fondling the Slayer’s more intimate areas, the older brunette shuddering at the slightest touch.

“Yes Ms.  Summers,” Faith moaned slightly.

“Good, then now that you’ve had the pain,” Dawn began unfastening the restraints, the Slayer moaning again as previously restricted blood began flowing back into her pussy, then trembling as her teen mistress glided her fingers between her legs and rubbed at her, Faith rocking back on her fingers, dark eyes closing as she enjoyed every touch of her dominatrix.  “We can have the pleasure!  Bondage time!”  Dawn’s palm cracked against the older brunette’s naked ass.  “Lie on the floor, hands behind the back and fold your legs under you, hurry now!”

Dawn quickly tied the submissive Slayer’s wrists together, then tied the other end to and around Faith’s ankles, folding her legs under her and effectively hog-tying her.  Then the younger brunette frog-tied her ankles to her thighs, threw another rope over a ceiling manacle, and tied the other end around the restraints between Faith’s tied hands and ankles.  Faith gasped as the ropes tightened and Dawn pulled the ropes up until Faith was dangling in midair. 

“How does that feel sweetie?”  Dawn asked as she moved in front of Faith and began stripping, the Slayer avidly eating up her mistress’ lithe yet sensual body, excited sweat gleaming on the teen’s body.

“Kinda sore, Ms. Summers,” Faith admitted.  “It pulls, but I love the kink.”

“You’re doing real well, sweetie.”  Faith’s heart warmed and the younger brunette’s praise, and throbbed as she watched her mistress fasten on the largest of the basement strap-ons, a generous ten-inch cold steel pole.  Faith’s mouth dried as her now nude goddess picked up a foot long stick she recognised as the room’s violet wand.  “This is gonna be a shocking experience.”

The sultry Slayer panted excitedly as her mistress casually strode towards, a teasing expression etched across the teen’s face.  Long seconds passed with Dawn just gently stroking her girl’s exposed flesh, softly squeezing her dangling tits, lovingly patting her upturned behind, and teasingly rubbing at the Slayer’s crotch, touching her anywhere that made the tied-up Slayer pant and whimper for more.

“Yes,” Dawn purred, “you like this don’t you?”

“Yes, yes,” Faith whinnied, “so good.”

“So good for a naughty girl,” the teen teased as she tweaked Faith’s left nipple. “How do you like this?”

“AHHHH!” Faith screamed as Dawn zapped her on the nape of her neck, the sultry slave thrashing wildly as the volts ran through her.  “AHHHH!” Faith wailed and twisted in her rope as Dawn pressed the wand against the small of her back.  “AHHHH!” Faith squealed, flat belly undulating wildly as the wand stroked a teasing circle around her belly button, sensation shooting through it.  “AHH!  AHH!”  The Slayer screamed twice in quick succession as the giggling teen sent electricity zipping through first her right titty and then her left.  “OOOOOH!  HAAAAAAAAAAA!” Faith collapsed into helpless giggles when Dawn stroked her left hamstring with the violet wand, the sensually shaped muscle cramping tightly.  “HHHHHHHAAAAAAA!” The Slayer’s peals of laughter only intensified when Dawn stroked her heel with the wand, foot kicking out.  “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”  Spittle flew from the screeching Bostonian’s mouth when Dawn jammed the wand between her rounded buttocks and deep into her rosy anus.  “AHHHHHHH!   AHHHHHHH!” Faith thrashed wildly in her restraints, vision blurring as her over-burdened brain struggled to decide whether what the tidal wave of stimulations she were receiving was pain or pleasure, then finally defaulted to pleasure.  “UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” The sultry Slayer’s back arched into an ‘U’ as juices spurted out from between her rounded buttocks.  “AHHHHH!”

The blood pounding through Faith’s ears cleared in time for her to hear the last of Dawn’s clapping.  “Oh baby,” Dawn kissed Faith’s sweat-soaked neck.  “You never disappoint, now spread those knees.”  Dawn reached under the suspended beauty and took two handfuls of titty, squeezing tightly until rounded tit-flesh escaped between her fingers, the moment the Slayer had obeyed.  “Good girl.”

“Ahhhh.”  Faith whimpered deep in her voice as she felt the strap-on’s thick end rubbing against her labia.    “Uhhhh,”  The brunette Slayer panted as her teen mistress’ fingers pumped at her titties while her thick strap-on glided teasingly up and down her blood-gorged labia without penetrating.  “Gahhh.” The brunette moaned as the teen stood behind her leaned over the suspended Slayer and guided herself inside her, Faith twitching wildly as her pussy squeezed around the thick strap-on and struggled to accommodate the cock rubbing continually against her excited, slicked walls.  “Ohhhh.”

Dawn pulled on Faith’s tits as her hips pulled back then pushed forward, gently sliding herself back into her girl, Faith whinnied.  “Thank you, thank you.”

“Do you want it harder?” Dawnie whispered after a couple of minutes tenderly easing herself in and out of her plaything.

“Uuuuuh, please,” Faith panted as she swung back and forth in her restraints, dangling helplessly in midair, both unable and unwilling to resist anything her masterful mistress wanted to do to her toy.  “Gaaaah.”  Faith groaned as her cunny quivered around the cock as Dawn began going at her faster and faster, excited juices slicking her blood-gorged labia.  “Ahhhh!” Faith’s back arched as much as her restraints would allow as Dawn’s left hand slipped off her tit, down her wildly undulating belly, and onto her clit, the teen’s fingers dancing teasingly over it enough to add another level of stimulation to Faith.  “Godddd.”

“Ahhh!” Faith gasped as Dawn sped up to another level, the teen’s flat belly slapping hard against the sexy submissive’s naked ass.  “Uhhhh!” Dawn pulled back until only her tip remained inside, the Slayer’s slicked juices gleaming on her strapon, then rammed it back inside her, Faith’s body shuddering, tits swinging back and forth with the penetration’s power.  “Goddddddddddd!  Yesssssss!  Uhhhhhhhhhh!  Ahhhhh!”  The teen pounded in and out of Faith with increasing vigour, the teen’s naked hips at first pulling out all the way, then half, and finally a quarter, giving Faith less and less respite from her pussy pounding.  “Uhhhh!  Uhhhh!  Ahhhh!”  The Slayer huffed and panted as her teen mistress increased her stimulation still further by changing from rubbing to tugging her throbbing pleasure button.

“Ohhhh!  Ohhh!”  Faith squealed happily as the teen’s hips blurred as she pounded and pounded at her, sweat dripping off her suspended frame and Dawn’s own perspiration spilling off her to fall onto Faith’s shaking sexiness.  “Gaaaa!  Ohhhh!” And then the teen stopped pulling and started twisting her clit.  “Ahhhh!  Ohhhh!” Lights exploded in front of Faith’s eyes, back arching as she came, juices spilling out from between her legs to soak the floor.  “Goddddddddd!  Jeeeez!”  Dawn didn’t stop, instead increasing her pace, gleefully riding the bound Bostonian to a second and third climax until finally stopping.  “Ahhhh,” Faith whimpered, body aching pleasantly.

“Did I fuck you good, baby?” Dawn returned to tenderly fondling Faith’s dangling tits as she slowed and eventually stopped pounding the busty Bostonian, her cock resting inside the Slayer’s twat.  Faith nodded wearily.  “Well I’m not even close to finished playing yet, baby!”  Dawn pulled out. 

“Good,” Faith gasped as her mistress unfastened her bindings, allowing the well-fucked Slayer to crumple to the ground, Faith moaning as blood began pumping back into her wrists and ankles. 

“Hey,” Dawn teasingly tapped the Slayer on her dewy buttocks.  “Don’t lie down the job, Faith.  Crawl over to the stocks.”

“Yes, Ms.  Summers.”  The naked Slayer pulled herself up onto her hands and knees and slinked her way across the dusty floor, tear-dropped tits swaying hypnotically and rounded rear swinging sensually.

“Ummm,” the teen licked her lips.  “I love watching my baby crawl.  I want you in front of the stocks, not behind, sweetie.  There’s a good girl.”  Dawn smiled the moment Faith was in position.   “Good girl!” Dawn clapped her hands.  “Now put your feet in the bottom stocks.”  Faith grunted as she obeyed, the iron rings she put her ankles in cold against her flesh.  “Good girl,” Dawn praised as she locked the bottom stock in place.  “Now girl,” Dawn tenderly stroked her matted locks, “lean back and put your arms in the top stocks.”  Faith grunted slightly as she obeyed, only a Slayer’s supple flexibility allowing her to fold herself in two with such nimble ease.  “Oh don’t you look the picture!” Dawn giggled as she fastened the top stock, completely securing her girl-friend, leaving her sub bent in the shape of an extended bow and utterly helpless for whatever she wanted to do to her.

“Uhhhh!” Faith whinnied when what Dawn initially wanted to do turned out to be grab two handfuls of tits and pull, squeeze, twist, and slap them until the brunette’s chest throbbed and pulsed to her slightest touch.  Faith’s worshipful eyes stayed fixed on her mistress as Dawn stood over her, a wide grin on her face as she teased her powerful yet utterly submissive girl-friend.

Dawn was still grinning as she knelt between her girl’s spread legs and began rubbing her hands up and down her naked thighs, and her cock-end up and down the Slayer’s quivering nether lips.  “Uhhhh,” Faith moaned as pleasure rippled through her bald pussy.  “Uhhhh.”  Dawn beamed at her as she lowered her head and began kissing Faith’s neck, every tender caress sending a greedy desire for more pulsing through her.  “Uhhhh.”

Faith quivered as her mistress pushed her hips forward, sending her cock slicing through Faith’s pussy, the Slayer’s cunny trembling around the cock inside her.  “You like that baby?” 

“Uhhhh,” Faith moaned again as her mistress began rotating her hips in a slow, stretching circle that ground against every nerve within her.  “Yes, yes.”

Dawn beamed at the Slayer’s panted reply before pulling her hips back and thrusting back in her until their bellies slapped together and the dildo’s tip punched against her g-spot.  “Uhhhh,” Faith shuddered again, pleasure vibrating through her as her ripe pussy parted for then clenched tightly to the rod invading her as it rubbed erotically against her nerve clusters.

The moment their bellies slapped together, Dawn’s hands slid up from Faith’s thighs to grab a hold of her sweaty hips then pressed her lips against Faith’s, hungrily tonguing her.  “Time to get serious,” Dawn licked her way up Faith’s jawline and finished with a whisper in her ear.

Dawn’s hips went half-way back then pushed back in, pounding her girl-friend, her sub, her plaything, her bitch.  Faith shuddered with the impact, gasping as the domineering teen re-penetrated her, then pulled back against her flexing cunny, and then pushed forward.  “Uhhh.”  The sexy Slayer whimpered as Dawn’s left hand slid off her hip and slid across Faith’s quivering belly and down her crotch to grab a hold of and twist her clit.  “Ahhhh!”  Pleasure shot through her like an electric shook, the Slayer shaking delightfully, sweat flying off her bouncing jugs.  “Ohhhh.”  Dawn pressed her lips against Faith’s as she continued moving her hips back and forth with ever increasing speed, the Slayer’s arousal growing with every cock-pounding, her pussy clenching around her mistress’ sizeable cock even as her mistress’ hand twisted constantly at her clit.

Dawn huffed and puffed as she went at Faith faster and faster, her hips a blur as she pounded her helpless, restrained girl-friend, seemingly trying to split her in half with her mammoth member.  Faith shuddered under every impalement, the sweat off each brunette sliding onto the other as their trim bellies slapped together, their rich dark manes snapping from side to side.  Faith tore her lips from Dawn’s and let out a shriek as another climax roared over her.  “Oooooh!” Faith let out a low cry as her pussy spilled open, juices flooding out to soak her girl-friend’s dildo and crotch.  “Ahhhh, goooooood!”

After a few more thrusts, Dawn pulled herself out of the shaking Slayer and stood, the older brunette’s juices dripping from her erect cock and onto the Slayer’s heaving chest, then unfastened her from the stocks.  “Gonna have to tie you back up again I’m afraid sweetie, back in the middle of the floor for you, on your back this time.”

Dawnie knelt down beside Faith the moment the obedient submissive was in position.  “Pull your knees up into your chest, put keep your knees apart, one knee per boob,” Dawn giggled as Faith obeyed, “and your calves down on top of your hamstrings.  Now place your forearms on your shins.”  Dawn patted Faith on her head as she obeyed.  “Good girl!”  Dawn praised as she tied Faith’s thighs to their shins and then the Slayer’s forearms to her calves before finally running a rope between both sets of supplely-muscled limbs, then finally running a rope between the attaching rope and the ceiling, then suspended Faith several feet in the air, looking up at the ceiling.  Dawn peered down at her before walking off only to return seconds later with a tennis ball-sized silver metallic egg in her hand.

“Uhhh.”  Faith whimpered as Dawn stuck her head between her legs and prised the Slayer’s thick nether-lips apart and slid the egg inside.  “Ahhhh.”  Faith’s naked, bound body shook as her mistress turned the egg on, setting it to haphazardly vibrate inside her pleasure zone.  “Yes, yes, yes.”

“Feel good baby?”  Dawn queried as her hands rubbed at the Slayer’s breasts, pierced nipples standing perkily to attention. 

“Yes, yes, yes.”  Faith panted as electricity pulsed continually through her, igniting every nerve.

“Now one hole’s filled, let’s see about filling the other,” Dawn muttered.

Faith gasped as she felt the teen’s makeshift cock at her anus, pushing through her rear entrance, stretching her, the teen’s hands gripping tightly to Faith’s silken-skinned hips.  Faith shook as Dawn jammed the cock deeper into her Slayer-healed virgin-tight anus, forcibly expanding the rear tunnel, nerves sending both pleasure and pain signals to the sexy Slayer’s brain. Dawn moved her dick deeper and deeper into her girl, forcing Faith to stretch to accommodate her as she swung helplessly in mid-air.  And then the cock’s full-length slammed home, Dawn’s hot, sweaty thighs resting against her cheeks.  “Oh Faithie,” Dawn’s fingers dug deep into the Slayer’s hips, “you feel so tight, does it feel good, baby?”

“Yes!  Yes!”  Faith panted.  “I love taking it in the ass from you!”

Dawn winked down at her.  “Then you’ll love this!”  Dawn pulled back, Faith’s anal ring stretching out with her, then thrust back, slamming back into her girl with ever increasing intensity, secure in the knowledge that Slayer healing would make any discomfort temporary.  “Oh, oh.”  Dawn began to grunt with the effort, but that sound was drowned out by the sound of the teen’s naked thighs slapping harder and harder against Faith’s stretched buns.  “Fuck, take it, Faith!  Take it!”

“Ahhh!  Ahhh!”  As tough as a Slayer was, one thing that always made Faith squeal like a bitch was being rammed up the ass like one.  “Ohhh!  Ohhh!  Ahhh!  Eeee!  Oooh!”

“That’s right!” Dawn panted as she went at her harder and harder.  “Squeal for me, there’s a girl!”

“Yes!  Yes!  Yes!” Faith thrashed and wailed in her restraints as her mistress took her, yelling her intermingling arousal and hurt, her asshole stretching as Dawn continued her posterior pummelling.  “Fuck take your bitch’s hole!  Fuck me wide!”  She implored, begging for more of the humiliating, brutal treatment.  “Bang my butt!”

“You asked for it!” Dawn grunted as her hips blurred faster.  “Take your mistress’ cock you dirty slut!”  Sweat streamed off both girls, their naked forms gleaming under the basement’s ceiling light, perspiration dripping off Dawn and onto her bitch as Dawn used her as she saw fit.

For her part, Faith moaned wailed, bucked, and thrashed as the cock crashed in and out of her, pummelling her nerve endings into a shattered, constantly firing mess.  But she was happy to endure it, because it was her mistress who had put her in this position, her mistress who had broken the previously untameable Faith Lehane, so her mistress had won the prize, she deserved to do whatever she wanted with it no matter how humiliating or painful.  And so it continued, Dawn pounding her into anal climax after anal climax, using her ass for what seemed to be several hours, until the ground beneath was soaked with the juices from both anal and vaginal climaxes, Faith’s once tight ass once again gaping wider than a ten dollar whore’s on Saturday night.

And then Dawn pulled out, Faith slumping weakly in her restraints, barely able to manage a twitch when her mistress reached into her and withdrew the shuddering, cum-soaked egg inside her vagina.  “Ohhh,” Faith mumbled contently as her mistress gently kissed her. 

“Let’s get you down from here,” Dawn giggled as she lowered Faith to the now soaked floor.  Dawn knelt beside her and unfastened her, giggling as she did so.  “You just bring the kink out of me baby, oh the fun we have!”

  

“Get up, spread your legs to shoulder width apart, bend over, and grab your ankles.”  Faith panted excitedly as she obeyed, spreading her legs, reaching down, and grabbing each ankle, her tits dangling, and her perfect posterior pointing upwards as she peered up between her legs.  “Ohhhh,” Dawn cooed as she knelt behind her bitch and stroked the cheeks of her unblemished behind, “such a good sub slut.” Dawn quickly cuffed her wrists to her ankles with police regulation handcuffs, then looped ceiling hung chains around both of the Slayer’s sensually-shaped thighs, pulling them tight, so that her girl was held in position for as long as her dominatrix wanted it.  “Now that you’re tied up,” Faith moaned as her girl-friend knelt behind her and began rubbing teasingly at her aching holes, “I can do anything I want to you can’t I Faithie?”

“Yes,” the Slayer panted excitedly, arousal heating both of her fuckholes, “use me Ms.  Summers, please, fuck me, punish me, I’m helpless, use your bitch, Ms. Summers.”

“Ah,” Dawn cooed at her, “when I took you, I never dreamed what a good sub you’d turn out to be.”  Faith’s heart swelled and tears filled her dark eyes at the praise.  “Not only volcano hot, but such a willing little slut.”

“Thank you Ms.  Summers,” Faith simpered.  “I try my best.”

“I know you do sweetie, that’s why,” Dawn grinned at her from between her spread legs, “I’m gonna fist both your fuckholes to you cum.”

“Ohhhh goody!”  The chains holding the restrained beauty rattled as she shook with horny anticipation.  “Fuck me hard, Ms.  Summers!”

“Don’t I always, sweetie?”  Dawn smiled at her panted plea. 

“Uhhhhh!” Faith moaned as the younger beauty’s fingers began rubbing harder at her tingling labia and rosy red anus, just adding a little more pressure with every rub.  “Oooooh.”  The naked Bostonian’s dark eyes remained fixed on her mistress’ beautiful face, not wanting her mistress to miss a moment of her reaction, a moment of her showing her owner just how much she appreciated being her bitch.  “Yes, yes, yes.”  The chains jangled, Faith’s legs shaking when her dom gave her clit a stinging tug before returning to stroking her slit.

Dawn giggled at Faith’s panting and twitching, juices streaming from both holes.  “Baby, you’re doing a lot of sweating here,” Dawn giggled after several minutes of teasing probing.  “Are you a sweaty fuck-pig?”

“No,” Faith giggled between pants, her dangling jugs swinging wildly back and forth, and pert behind jiggling up and down as much as the tightly fastened chains would allow, “I’m your sweaty fuck-pig!”

Faith’s heart soared when Dawn winked at her answer.  After a couple more minutes the tormenting teen relented in her teasing, easing a pair of fingers into each of her sub’s already pulsing fuckholes, twisting the digits upon entry, stretching her girl’s warm tightness.  “Is that good, baby?” Dawn cooed as her fingers eased into the throbbing pleasure-zones, then slowly pulled them out, Faith tightening around them.

“Uhhhh.”  The restrained Slayer twisted, writhed, and thrashed as much as her bindings would allow as sweet lil Dawnie controlled her bitch’s buxom body with the slightest and harshest of touches.  “Uhhhh.”  Sweat gleamed on the naked Bostonian’s satin skin as Dawn pumped her dual pairs of digits in and out of her sultry submissive fuckholes, constantly varying the tempo, amount of twisting, and angle of entry so that Faith had no chance to get used to a pattern of penetration.  “Uhhhhh.”  Faith’s low moans echoed around the dank dungeon as the naked teen behind her dominated her in a way no-one else had ever managed, and in a way that now Faith could not live without.

She was a bottom, and Dawn the top she lived for.

“Time for three.”  Dawn’s whisper had barely reached Faith’s ears when the teen was pushing a trio of fingers into each of the Slayer’s holes, pumping them in and out with increasing vigour, the intensity adding volume to Faith’s husky moans, her hips thrusting back and forth with increasing speed, the chains holding jangling louder and louder.

“UUUUH! AAAAAAH!  AHHHH!”  Faith’s contented moans turned to aroused shrieks and wails when suddenly there was four fingers violating each hole, pounding and stretching her.  Behind her, Dawn grunted with the effort of ramming the fingers down tight, resistant holes.   Sweat streamed down the thrashing Slayer as her teen goddess yanked her hands out then roughly inserted her entire fists.

“Gaaaaa!   Gaaaaa!” The Slayer’s dark eyes bulged as her pussy and ass struggled under the twin invasion.  “Ahhhhh!” Faith’s hips bucked as Dawnie’s right hand forced itself into her pussy’s pink tightness with surprising easy, taking her all the way up to her wrist in a matter of moments.  “Uhhhh!” Faith squealed a half-hearted protest as by contrast her Slayer healed virgin-tight ass struggled to accommodate Dawn’s left hand, the teen twisting it from side to side and moving it back and forth, forcing her bitch to stretch to take her.

“Yes!” Dawn let out a determined gasp.  “Two fists up you baby, I’m sure glad I took my watch off before we started.”

“Yes,” Faith’s rounded bosom rose and fell as she struggled for air.  “I’d hate to have to explain that to the doc-, oooooh!” Faith’s reply turned to a drawn out moan as her mistress began rotating her hands within her, every nerve cluster igniting in pleasured response.  “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”  Faith gurgled and groaned as the teen’s hands gave her a going over that no cock or strapon could ever hope to emulate, every nerve inside her pleasure centres igniting.  “AHHHHH!  EEEEE!”

“GGGG!  AHHHHH!  OOOOOHG!  EEEEE!  OOOOO!”  Faith’s feet joined her ass in bouncing up and down as Dawn began pumping her fists in and out of her holes with enough force to lift her from them, the Slayer shrieking every time the teen’s knuckles thumped against her pleasure spots with a force no heavyweight boxer could have emulated.

“You sure can take a double fisting, sweetheart.”

“YESSSS!  YESSS!  YESSSSS!”  Faith’s over-stimulated brain couldn’t formulate an intelligent reply. “GGGGGGGGGG!”  All the sweat-streaming Slayer was truly aware of was the pulsing throbbing in her convulsing nether regions, her desperate struggles for every breath, and the always present need for her to please her mistress.  “YYYYYYYYYYESSSSSSSSS!  GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDD!”  Her hips flicked back and forth, in tandem with jiggling jugs, her dark, sweat-matted mane hung over her face, obscuring her bulging, animalistic eyes and the drool running from her open mouth.  “AHHHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!  EEEEEEEEEEE!”  A volcano erupted within, both holes igniting, unleashing a spray of fluids as her back arched and her holes flexed wildly around the penetrating hands as her mistress punched her to climax. “UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!  GODDDDDDDDDD!  FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!”

The moment the teen’s hands popped out of the older brunette’s crevices, Dawn quickly unfastened the panting beauty’s restraints, Faith’s sensually-shaped legs buckling under her, dropping her to her hands and knees.  “Oh baby.” Dawn’s arms were instantly around her shoulders, her breath hot on her sweat-slicked neck.  “You did great, shall we go upstairs and share a bath?”

Faith nodded weakly, her exhausted body aching yet filled with the pride of having served and pleased her magnificent dominatrix.  “Sounds great, Ms.  Summers!”

“And by the way sweetie, I recorded today’s session on the video,” Dawn kissed her neck.  “Something to watch after dinner tonight I think.”

“Yay!” Faith giggled.  “Home movies!”