The Queen Bitch Of Sunnydale

A/N: Thanks again to Oric13 for his help.

16.

Faith was stood on a wooden block in the for once brightly lit basement. She was as usual naked, but was unusual was her condition. The sexy Slayer stood in front of a recording camera wearing a wooden stocks spreading her slender legs far apart, another stock fixed around her arms and head, her areolas liberally daubed in rouge to make them stand out even more than usual. ‘For Rent’ was written on her flat belly in bright red lipstick while her lithely-muscled back was adorned with ‘Please Bid’, and her buns decorated with ‘Buy Me’, just in case any one was in any doubt what was about to happen to her.

A trouser-suited and severe-looking Cordelia stepped into the camera’s view, a microphone in her hand. “You’ve heard the conditions of the auction, there’s only one person we need to hear from before bidding can begin.” The cheerleader stuck the microphone in her mouth. “Faith?”

”Please bid on my slutty body,” Faith purred as she repeated the script Buffy had given her, “I’m soaking to be used by you.”

“So you’ve heard from the meat.” Cordy grinned before looking towards Willow sat behind her computer. “Any bids?”

“Hotstuff has come in with a bid of fifty dollars,” Willow reported.

”Fifty bucks for this piece of ass?” Cordy laughed. “We’re not talking your truck stop hookers, boys and girls, we’re talking prime meat. Come on!”

“Brainbox has bid one hundred bucks,” Willow said. “No, wait Hotstuff has bid one twenty five.”

“Uhhh, uhhh,” Faith panted, her tits wobbling, as the cheerleader began running her fingers back and forth between her legs.

“God she feels so soft, this is prime pussy, gang! See these lips,” Cordelia trailed her other fingers across Faith’s mouth, “who wouldn’t want to see what dirty things she can do with her mouth?”

“Two hundred bucks from Trainer,” Willow reported.

“Come on,” Cordelia rubbed her thumb against the panting Slayer’s wobbling clit, “don’t you want to be the one making her make these noises?”

“Two fifty from Hotstuff,” Willow reported. “He\she really wants her.”

”Not at those prices he doesn’t,” Cordelia replied before leaning in and licking the brunette’s erect left and right nipples in quick succession, the once sassy Slayer whimpering at the pleasurable sensation humming through her chest. “Hum, that was worth a hundred bucks on its own, but the whole package, come on people bid thousands!”

“Brainbox has bid three hundred,” Willow said suddenly.

”Please,” Faith whispered breathlessly into the mike shoved in her face, “I want you to want me.”

“Four hundred from Brainbox,” Willow breathlessly broke in. The red-haired witch’s eyes widened. “Oh boy, new bidder. LegalEagle comes in with a two K bid!”

“Now we’re getting somewhere,” Cordelia nodded before slapping Faith’s ass, her dewy globes bouncing, “turn around, show everyone that beautiful backside.”

”Yes Mistress Cordelia,” Faith shuffled ungainly around, robbed of her usual sensual grace thanks to her restraints.

“Hot’n’Horny’s bid three thousand,” Willow suddenly put in.

”Look how compliant and obedient she is,” Cordelia spoke into the camera as Faith finished her 180 and began slowly, sensually rolling her hips so her ass wiggled and bounced, “imagine the things you can do with that submission, I know I’ve done plenty. And you loved them didn’t you?”

“Yes Mistress,” Faith nodded dutifully.

“LegalEagle’s come back with five thousand,” Willow commented.

“Who wouldn’t spank this ass,” Faith squealed as Cordy’s hand crashed into her buttock, the blow hard enough to leave a handprint, “and she’ll love it, won’t you?”

”Yes Mistress Cordy, punishment gets me wet,” Faith whimpered into the mike.

“Player’s come in with six thousand,” Willow’s increasingly high-pitched voice reported.

”Zero in on this,” Cordelia spread Faith’s buttocks. “Have you seen anything prettier? Isn’t she pink?”

“Hot’n’Horny’s bid eight thousand,” Willow commented. “Ooooh, Player’s serious, he’s come in with ten thousand!”

“Now you people are getting serious!” Cordelia praised. “You high-rollers know quality tail when you see it.”

“Twelve thousand from LegalEagle,” Willow reported. “But Hot’n’Horny’s come in with fifteen thousand!”

“Oh boy! Oh boy!” Cordelia stuck two fingers in Faith’s cunny and twisted them around inside her moistness. “You should feel how wet she’s getting at this bidding, and the good news is the winner will be able to.”

“Oh boy, Player’s come in with eighteen thousand-, goddess!” Willow gasped. “D&DRulz has come in with fifty thousand!”

Cordelia’s mouth dropped as she looked towards an off-camera Buffy sat watching the show with Harmony knelt between her spread legs eating her out. Buffy let out a strangled gasp. “SOLD!”

* * *

“We’re here,” Cordelia announced.

Faith looked out of the car window, her breath taken away by the towering Los Angeles apartment building before for her, its antique front shouting class as loud as a chorus of angels. “The cameras are already set up in the room as agreed with the client, we’ve got a four hour session to do, and he’s in the executive suite, room 28 on floor 3,” Willow added.

”The moment you enter the room, the cameras will turn on and start broadcasting,” Buffy continued.

”You don’t need to worry about performance anxiety,” Joyce said. “I’ve cast a spell on you, the moment you enter the room your client will get very hard and won’t quit for four hours.”

“And don’t try anything silly,” Buffy smiled coldly. “You wouldn’t want to do that. Just come back straight afterwards.”

“Yes Mistress Buffy.” She could of course run, In fact the Faith of the first two weeks would have done just that. But now she was thoroughly and utterly house-broken, yes the Summers and their followers utterly debased and humiliated her, but they also kept the best roof she’d ever had over her head, and gave her far more protection than the Council had ever bothered with. And if she ran, who could she run to? The Council would be after her as well, and she’d not seen anyone who could compete with Joyce Summers for power.

No, she was utterly trapped, partially by circumstances but also by the betrayal of her own desires and needs.

Buffy smiled. “What are you waiting for?”

“Later Mistresses,” Faith replied as she climbed out of the car clad in the outfit the client had sent for her, a stretched satin black babydoll that just about contained her tits and didn’t quite cover her matching black thonged ass, the back of the dress cut out all the way to her glutes.

Cars swerved in the road as she hurried across the busy road, watching pedestrians walking into trash cans and lamp-posts. Then she was inside the vast, high-ceilinged reception hall, everyone turning to gawp at the hot, barely-dressed trash rushing across the hall and up the ornate-railed stairs.

Faith took a frightened breath as she reached the room door. She had no idea if the client had bought her for some hardcore S&M, to share with friends, or what he even looked like. It didn’t matter, he’d bid the most, so for the next four hours, she was his property. After reminding herself she was out of options, she grabbed the door’s ivory handle and walked into the luxurious apartment beyond.

“Hey, wow.”

The room’s sole occupant was a man in his mid thirties with a definite skin problem, hell a Texan oil baron could have made a fortune from his pale flesh. The man was about her height with nervous eyes, greasy brown hair, and an unathletic body.

In other words, not a babe magnet.

”Hey sir,” Faith put an extra sway in her silken hips as she stalked over to the man, her conditioned pussy already moistening at the thought of yet more debasement, and stuck out her hand, “pleased to meet you.”

”Yeah, yeah,” the man’s eyes seemed glued to her on-display cleavage as he pointed at a dinner trolley, “I got us some food if you want to eat and talk.”

Oh shit. If Buffy got a show of her just filling her face, every girl in the harem, in the entire fuckin’ town, would get a turn with her in the dungeon.

“Are you sure,” Faith hooked her thumbs into the straps of her dress and slowly pulled the figure-hugging dress over her head, then grabbed a hold of her lacy thong and tore it off, wincing slightly as it snapped against her labia, “that’s all you wanna do?”

The software genius stared slack-jawed at the nude beauty, his watery eyes bulging as Faith reached out and pulled open the man’s fluffy towel robe. The Slayer’s rosy lips tugged up in a grin as she peered down at the man’s stiff member.

He might not have Adonis’ face or Hercules’ body, but he had a cock that would make most porn stars green with envy. The damn thing was a python, eleven inches long, and an inch and a half thick at the tip and at least five inches round at the base, his balls as big as apples. Most women would run screaming at the sight of this monster, but not the curvy Slayer. Even if she wasn’t a slave, she’d always been a size queen, but she’d never had a live one close to this big. Taking the man in her hand, she leaned into him and moaned into his ear as her fingers caressed his fleshy, throbbing penis from top to bottom. “How about we take this over to the bed?” Faith smirked at the man’s nod before leading him over to the bed by his cock.

Faith hooked her arm around the man’s neck and pressed her lips to his mouth as she pushed him down onto the four-postered, silk-sheeted bed. The man groaned as the sultry Slayer began kissing his face and neck, her full lips then worshipping his unathletic body as she worked her way down, the man groaning and writhing under her practiced caresses, his excited sweat filling her nostrils. Faith looked up and grinned as she crouched on her hands and knees between the man’s spread legs. “I’m gonna have to lube that big boy up ‘fore I put it anywhere near my holes, that big boy could rip a girl up and a nice guy like you wouldn’t want that would he?”

The dark-maned bombshell didn’t wait for an answer before grabbing the root in her hand again, her ebony eyes widening as she realised the cock seemed to have swelled even thicker and longer than before. Shaking off her shock, the loose-limbed fox got to work, her hand jerking at his cock while she kept her doe-eyes fixed on the moaning man and slowly ran her tongue around his sizable tip and then up and down his piss slit, the nerd’s knob flailing happily before her. Faith gently kissed the trembling head, the man responding with a deep groan, Faith grinned before kissing the man’s member from tip to bottom, prompting a succession of increasingly loud moans, then changing to licks, slobbering lashes of her tongue that covered the fat member in her enthused salvia.

“Think it’s ready now baby,” Faith whispered then grinned. “Oh no, I almost forgot.”

”Oh god, oh god!” Nabbit’s hips rose from the silk sheets when the Bostonian beauty took his hairy nuts in her mouth and sucked on them. Her tongue licked at the moistening balls as her hands clasped and tugged on the mammoth meat. “Oh, oh, oh.”

And then her mouth was around the throbbing rod, her teeth scraping its fleshy surface as her jaws stretched to accommodate it. The Slayer enjoyed her work, ignoring the unappealing man beneath her, concentrating instead on the prodigious prick tunnelling down her throat, drool running down her cheeks as she slurped, licked, and sucked on the hard knob. It took some effort and a lot of breathing through her nose, but eventually she bottomed out, her nose rubbing against the bottom of the man’s belly.

Faith let out a gasp as she yanked her head back and off the man’s dick, took a gulp of air and then dived back on the man’s soaked hardness. The sexy bombshell’s head bobbed up and down with increasing speed, curved lips devouring the dick, her tight throat contracting around the massive invader, squeezing and flexing around it.

And then the nerd came, his lipstick smeared cock twitching inside her and shooting streams of thick cum down her throat. “Oh god! Oh god!” the nerd squealed as he wriggled and writhed beneath her.

The Slayer allowed Nabbit’s cock to drop from her mouth, the moment he finished cumming, Faith noting that true to Joyce’s promise the billionaire was still hard as a rock. “Let me climb up on you, sir,” Faith cooed.

Before the nerd could speak, Faith climbed up onto the bed and squatted over Nabbit’s crotch, grabbed a hold of his wet, mammoth meat, pointed its considerable head at her moist with anticipation snatch, and slowly lowered herself onto him. Faith shook her head, silky mane cascading down her silk-skinned shoulders as Nabbit entered her, her tight fuck channel forced to stretch to contain the monster rubbing against her walls.

“Oh god, I’m so full, you’re so full, so big.” The busty Bostonian groaned as she bottomed out, then pulled her hips back, her full ass rising until only the tip remained inside her wettening cunny, then lowered herself down again. “Oh yeah, oh yeah,” Faith’s pouty lips parted in a long, heartfelt moan as he rubbed up and down her twat, “that’s the stuff, you’re so big.” Faith smiled down at the perspiring man lying beneath her, her tits jiggling as sweat flew off her. “You enjoyin’ the show baby?” Faith cooed.

Faith laughed throatily at the man’s distracted nod, his eyes fixed on her bouncing, nipple-hardened jugs, her flat belly undulating and quivering as she eased her way up and down the massive meat throbbing inside her pulsing pleasure channel. Faith grinned suddenly as she spun around one hundred eighty degrees until she was facing the man’s feet and her behind was hypnotically bouncing up and down, hardened buns crashing into his softened midsection. The air filled with the Slayer’s passionate groans as she sped up, the Bostonian’s dark mane snapped from side to side, her thigh’s lithe muscles flexing wildly as the cock pulsated inside her. The dark-eyed lovely stopped travelling the entire length, only pulling three quarters of the way out, then half, and finally barely moving an inch or so out, the pulsing in her pussy reaching almost unimaginable waves of pleasure as her butt beat out a near constant tattoo on Nabbit’s gut.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” The dark-eyed Bostonian’s back arched as her fuck hole squeezed around the cock inside her and the nerd shot inside her, her own juices spilling out as he pumped his seed into her womb. “FUCCCCCCCCCCCK! YOU’RE SO BIGGGGGGGGGGG!”

“Roll onto your back.”

”Yes sir,” Faith nodded at the panting billionaire’s order, rolling off the man’s fat cock and onto her back, nipples pointing up to the glass ceiling, sweat beading down her quivering belly as she lay there, knees spread lewdly apart.

After a few moments gulping up air, the nerd genius knelt between her legs, staring down at the sexy babe he’d rented from her owners for the evening, lust raging in his eyes. “Aaaah,” the busty Bostonian’s back arched when the nerd’s clammy palms slid up her flat belly and began pawing at her boobs, kneading at her ample flesh. “Oh god, oh god.” Faith whimpered as the nerd continued to pinch, pull, and twist on her nipples, his eyes fixed on the teen beauty squirming and wriggling under his ministrations.

“Ooooh,” Faith’s butt rose off the bed when the nerd’s mauling turned towards her clit, sweat flying off Faith’s chest as it bounced and jiggled when the geek took her pleasure button between his thumb and finger and pinched. “Ooooh,” Faith flushed with excitement as the man’s experimentation continued, alternating between rough and tender pinches, tugs up and tugs down, twists to the left, and twists to the right, his careful eyes recording each manipulation’s effect on the beauty he’d hired to pleasure him. “Ahhh.”

“Oooooh, soooo goooood,” Faith’s excitement only increased when the man began rubbing his magnificent tip up and down her rippling slit. “Please, please, put it in -, oooof!” Faith let out a surprised gasp when the man drove his massive thickness back into her soaked twat in a single motion, her entire body writhing enticingly under the impact.

Faith’s back arched when Nabbit slowly eased out of her, leaving only the tip inside her before driving back in, his balls bouncing against her ass. “Oh fuck,” Faith gasped as the air exploded from her with the impalement’s force, “oh man, you’re so big!” The man pulled out and jammed back into her seeping, trembling twat, his momentum increasing with every thrust as he pounded in and out of her, the Bostonian temptress’ cunny squeezing around his dick, her excited muscles spasming gleefully around the fat member stretching her. “Oh fuck!” Faith panted as the cock’s thick end pounded against her cervix, his fingers still rubbing at her clit adding to the embers burning between her legs. “Oh fuck!” Her back arched as her clenched fists pounded the mattress under her as she came, her pussy quivering as her juices spilt out and the man’s seed jetted into her. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

The moment the nerd yanked his still stiff dick out of her dripping cunny, he grabbed her ankles and flipped her legs onto his shoulders. The dark-haired beauty gasped when the man jammed his thumb into her ass and twisted it around. “That’s right,” Faith winced, “stretch me for your big, hard-, ooof!” The brunette Slayer gasped, chest bouncing when he rammed his end into her anus, the breath gusting from her body. “Jeeeeezzzzz!”

Faith was still struggling to recover her breath when the man pulled out and drove his sledgehammer back into her. “Ooof,” Faith panted, “please not so rough, ooof.” The man ignored her panted plea, pulling in and out of her, forcing his freakish girth deeper and deeper into the whimpering girl’s ass. “Slow, ooof, down!”

“Ooof,” Faith moaned her relief when the man bottomed out in her ass, her narrowed anus stretched painfully around his massive meat, sweat beading down her naked body as she gulped in air, curved chest rising and falling. “Ooooof.” The black-eyed beauty groaned as the man pounded in and out of her, her anus throbbing around him, his hands on her shaking hips, dragging her up and down his length. “Oh fuck!” Faith wailed. While it was challenging but pleasurable to have his massive dick in her pussy, it was way too big for her ass, especially at the rate the man was drilling her, it felt like a fucking red hot poker up her ass. “Oh fuck!” The man let out a grunt, his magically hardened member twitching painfully inside her as he spilt out into her ass, his seed pumping deep into her bowels, the muscles of her narrow rear channel clenching around the prodigious cock wedged far into her. “Oh gawd!” Faith shrieked as the last of the seed flew into her. “You’re so fucking big!"

The man’s cock was still deep inside her ass when the man flipped her on the side and laid down behind her, one hand tousling her glossy locks and reaching over with his other to massage her heaving tits. “Oh god,” Faith moaned and groaned as the man pulled back until only his tip remained wedged between her curved buns before drilling forward, her ass swallowing up his massive length, his belly slapping into her ass. “Sir!” The dark-eyed beauty moaned as the man grabbed her hair and twisted her head around to face him as he fucked her ass with rough abandon. “Oh-.” Her curse was muffled by his lips pressing against hers, tongue forcing its way into her hot, welcoming mouth.

The nerd thrust in and out of the Slayer’s warm, clenching anus as his tongue plundered her moist mouth. The busty brunette responded by sliding a hand between her legs, jamming a trio of fingers in and out of her cunt and rubbing her thumb against her quivering pleasure button while thrusting her hips back towards the invading prick. The beauty moaned into the man’s mouth as he continued kissing her, the man gasping into his mouth as he shot salty fluids into her bowels, the fat cock shaking in her rear narrowness, stretching her still further. A few thrusts later and the man pulled out before yanking out of her and rolling onto his back. After few haggard pants, the man let out a grunt, grabbed her shoulder and rolled her onto her back.

The moment the sultry beauty was on her back, the man sat on her flat belly, his straddled position emphasising his domination of the once rambunctious bombshell. David leaned over her, wedging his massive member into her deep cleavage, while his hands encapsulated her tits and started pumping them, squeezing and unclenching them, Faith’s rosy-red lips parting in a low moan as his thumbs flicked at her already tingling nipples.

Then the man pushed her tits together, cocooning them around his cock. “Oh yeah,” Faith panted as the man pulled his hips back, hairy ball bristles tickling on her smooth-skinned belly. “Fuck my fat titties with your big cock!”

The curvy brunette’s words sent the dick flying forward, the man easing his hips forward until his flabby thighs crashed against her jugs’ underside as Faith lifted her head to greet the cock’s upswinging tip, her tongue flickering out to stroke the man’s piss slit. The man let out a surprised groan before pulling his member back and shooting forward again, Faith’s tongue once again snapping out to greet him. The man’s cock firmly nestled between her tits and the nerd’s hands still firmly wrapped around them, holding them in place, the man continued moving his hips back and forth, his pants increasing in volume in tandem with the speed of his thrusts, Faith greeting his tit-pounding cock with alternating licks or kisses. Sweat slid off the frantically fucking man and onto the nubile teen beneath him, the air filling with his grunts and her low, anticipatory moans.

Suddenly the man let out a low moan as he speeded up, his cock beginning to twitch in-between the Slayer’s cleavage, the aroused beauty writhing beneath him. And then his cock flew out of the top of her cleavage, his fat snake shooting its white streams onto the beauty’s tanned shoulders and neck, marking her as well-fucked nerd property. The billionaire slumped onto his hands and knees over the supine Slayer, the last of his juices dripping out onto Faith, panting and wheezing as he struggled to get his breath. Then the nerd climbed off her. “I want you bent over the bed’s footboard.”

”Sure sir,” the juices still drying on her tits, Faith rose and quickly got into position, the man slowly getting up. “This okay sir?”

“It’ll do,” the nerd replied. The sultry sex-bomb moaned as she bent over the bed’s footboard, the ornate wood cutting into her flat belly. The Slayer grabbed hold of the bed’s crumpled silk sheets and moaned as the man trailed his fingers up her quivering flanks, grabbed her dangling boobs and began to squeeze them, fingers digging deep as his thumbs rubbed at her stiff nipples.

Then his hands slid back down her flanks to grasp her at her swelling hips. “Yes,” Faith groaned as the billionaire dragged her back to meet his cock powering forward, slicing through her fluttering love channel. “Take me sir!” The man began thrusting in and out of her drenched channel, every penile plunder accompanied with an effort-filled grunt as Faith’s pussy pulsed and hummed to Nabbit’s pounding. “Yeah, yeah, you’ve got the stuff.”

CRACK!

”Ouch!” Faith let out a surprised yelp, the nerd’s palm slapping against the sultry Slayer’s beautiful left butt cheek. CRACK! Her head snapped back to stare disbelievingly at the man after the nerd unloaded with a slap on her left bun, muscle writhing under the impact. “What the fuck?”

“I’m showing you whose boss!” Nabbit panted as he continued driving in and out of her twat. CRACK! “Got a problem with that?” CRACK!

“No sir!” Faith’s pussy pulsed with excitement, partially from her drilling, and partially from her disciplining. “You’re the boss!”

“YES!” CRACK! “I!” CRACK! “AM!” CRACK! CRACK!

”Ooooh!” Faith panted, sweating happily as the man alternated between spanking cheeks while seamlessly continuing her fucking. CRACK! “That’s right!” Faith cooed as her cheeks wobbled and reddened from the onslaught. CRACK!

“Give it to me!” Faith panted as the blows continued onto her jiggling behind. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! “That’s right! I’m just such a bad girl!” CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! “You know what I need!”

CRACK! CRACK! The sexy Slayer panted and wailed as the nerd continued reining blows down on her wobbling, welting cheeks, alternating between each cheek even as his massive member pummelled her pussy into a quivering mess. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

“Ooooh! Aaaah! Gaaaa!” CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Faith’s dirty talk degenerated into a series of wails as she thrust her hips back to meet both her disciplining and her delight.

CRACK! CRACK! “Oooooh! Aieeee! Gaaaaa!” CRACK! CRACK! The air filled with smell of their mingled sweat and the sound of their naked bodies crashing together. “YEAH! YESSSS!” Faith let out a shriek as she came, pleasure washing over her as her fluid spilt out and the man returned her spillings by pumping his seed into her, his hand still cracking against her reddening ass. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The nerd was pulling out of Faith’s shaking snatch when his jewelled Rolex let out a beep. “Ohhh,” the billionaire looked disappointed, “looks like our date is over.”

”Yes sir.” Faith knelt before the man she’d been serving, gaze falling to the ground. “May I leave sir?”

Further A/N:

In case any one wonders, these are who the mystery IDs belong to:-
Hotstuff: Parker Abrams, Buffy’s boy-friend in early Season 4.
Brainbox: Warren Mears.
Trainer: Tucker Wells

LegalEagle: Lee Mercer, a Wolfram & Hart lawyer from Angel Season 1.
Hot’n’Horny Virginia Bryce, Wes’ girl-friend from Angel Season 2.
Player: Corbin Fries, Wolfram & Hart client from Angel Season 5.
D&DRulz: Is of course David Nabbit, Angel’s billionaire friend and client from Angel Season 1 & 2.