Breaking Faith

A/N: I’ve read a lot of straight fics where the Council re-organises itself by bringing in Watchers from both Angel and Buffy’s past, so I’m going to follow that example and have Watchers recruited likewise.

All At Sea

Faith looked around, fully miserable. Thanks to the mirrors adorning all the walls, the nubile beauty had a full view of her unfortunate position.

The 110 degrees temperature, the lack of air conditioning, and the overhead light had all combined to ensure that every curved inch of her body shone with sweat. Her long locks were matted to her and sweat pooled on the ground beneath her.

Her perspiration was the least of her problems though. She was knelt leaning forward, a four foot spreader bar forcing her legs wide apart. Her hands were cuffed behind her, the restraints chill against her glistening back, and the nipples of her dangling tits swollen and sore thanks to the clamps pinching them, and a chain dangling from the ceiling attached to her collar, holding her head tight.

The subdued Slayer had been restrained like this for the entire afternoon. Her body stunk and ached, her neck, lower back, and legs were cramping, and her full lips and throat were parched from dehydration. This discomfort paled with insignificance next to the knowledge she’d disappointed her owners.

The busty Bostonian had been serving as her owner’s table at lunch, knelt on the floor with their cocktails on her back when she’d sneezed, spilling the drinks. Kennedy had been furious, whipping her naked body all over while screaming at her. Willow had been coldly angry, stopping Kennedy by telling her she had a better idea.

Then the witch had ordered her down into the cellar, leaving the dark-eyed lovely helpless. “Hello Toy.”

“Hello Queen,” Faith sobbed as her two owners entered, both completely naked although the imperious red-head had a foot-long phallus strapped to her pelvis. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” Faith hissed when Kennedy grabbed her sweat-soaked locks and yanked her head up and back as far her shackles would allow. “Do you think sorry makes up for failing us, you useless slut?”

“No Mistress,” Faith replied between repentant sniffles.

“Calm down sweetie,” Willow soothed. “Toy’s going to learn her lesson.”

”Yes.” Kennedy grinned as she sat down on a stool just in front of Faith, her bald cunt at eye-level with the submissive beauty.

Knowing full well what was expected of her, the busty brunette started to kiss her owner’s long slit even as her owner began to play with Faith’s down-hanging hooters. Kennedy was even more merciless than usual, tugging and twisting on her clamps, forcing pain to shoot through her already engorged rack. The lesbian Slayer didn’t stop there; pinching, raking, and slapping Faith’s dangling boobs, punishing her centrefold quality rack. But that was okay, Faith knew she deserved it, and she was Mistress’ to do with as she wished.

At the same time Willow was running her cold palms up and down the Slayer’s sinfully tempting ass, enjoying all the charms that the beauty’s pertly curved posterior had to offer. “Ooooo.” The full-bodied Bostonian shuddered and groaned when the witch suddenly drove her humongous phallus deep into the busty slave’s tight cunny. “Yesss.” Faith shuddered again when the Wicca pulled out, leaving only the tip inside the once sassy Slayer, and then raked her fingers down Faith’s bare back. “Oh god.” Tears of happiness formed in the brunette’s luminous eyes, knowing that by her owners doing this to her, they were one step closer to forgiving her worthless ass. “Thank you.”

The air filled with Kennedy’s low moans and Willow’s effort-filled grunts as they took their pleasure with their desperate to please slave. Faith shook and trembled helplessly as Kennedy tormented her down-hanging tits and Willow ruthlessly fucked her pussy while stinging her ass with whole-hearted slaps, her full butt bouncing with every blow, delighting in their depraved attentions. Sweat flew off the voluptuous brunette as she diligently licked at Kennedy moist cunny, the juices from her owner’s climax staining her face.

Just as Faith was about to cum, the witch whipped the plastic cock out and roughly re-inserted it in her ass, the forceful penetration making the former street-fighter squeal in pain. The busty Bostonian’s pussy had barely emptied when the wicca shoved three fingers in it, twisting and driving at her wet depths.

“Who are we going to lend her out to next?” Willow asked between ass thrusts.

“After what-, ooooooo,” Kennedy moaned and whined as Faith’s tongue stroked her insides, “our little bitch did, yesssss, so good,” Kennedy grunted as the house-trained pet’s teeth grazed her clittie, “it’ll have to be someone, just thereeeeee,” Kennedy panted, “rough.”

“Ooooo,” Faith moaned as Willow reached under and tugged on her clit, juices spurting out as she came, splattering her slender thighs.

”How about Justine?” Willow continued to play with her slave’s nubbin, twisting it until she thought it would rip off and lengthening her orgasm. “There’s rumours she’s the strictest of the new Watchers, really tough on her Slayers.”

”Perfect.” Kennedy’s pelvis vibrated, her juices gushing onto Faith’s face as the Slayer slave’s talents brought her to her second climax. “Any thoughts on the role she’ll play?”

* * *

“So you’re the serving wench they sent to look after me?”

”Yes ma’am.” Faith stared at the leanly-muscled red-head sat cross-legged on the room’s bed, the sound of raucous partying from the bar beneath them clearly audible. The red-head’s hair was cut in a bob, framing her sharp features, her otherwise attractive lips pulled in a leer, and green eyes gleaming ferociously.

“It ain’t ma’am, it’s captain,” the red-head corrected. A black hat with a white skull and crossbones on it sat perkily on the red-head’s head, her horizontally black and white striped midriff top was laced up at the front, revealing plenty of cleavage and several inches of gym-toned belly. The black mini-skirt ended at mid-thigh, a cutlass scabbbarded on her belt, and her black leather boots were knee-high.

“Sorry Captain.” The beautiful slave on the other hand was wearing a laced-up at the back white bodice that pushed up and emphasised her already world-class rack under a full-length red, low cut dress laced up at the front with red lace, a white apron tied around her waist.

“Um,” Justine tsked as she rose and strode over to the passively-waiting brunette. “You’re a pretty one aren’t you?” The red-head ran a finger down the Bostonian’s face. “Very pretty. But just pretty isn’t going to cut it.” The pirate paused. “I better enjoy myself or I’ll give you to the crew when I’ve finished, understand?” Faith nodded meekly. “Good.” The pirate stepped back. “Now let’s see what you look like without those clothes.” Faith raised her hands to her dress’ lace. “No.” Justine shook her head and drew her cutlass. “I’ve another way.”

The once rebellious Slayer forced herself to remain still as the Watcher cum pirate sliced the clothes off her, the rags falling to the wooden floor. The red-head stepped back and smiled, eyes appraising the succulent prize before her. “Very nice.”

”Oooooh.” Faith moaned as the Watcher ran her cutlass down her flat belly, the point breaking the smooth skin, blood trickling down. The wound wouldn’t scar, but it still stung like hell.

Justine smiled at her pained reaction. “I think I’m going to enjoy this.”

The Watcher strode around the back of the brunette beauty. Faith panted with anticipation, sweat forming on her forehead as the seconds ticked by. “Owwww!” Her ass stung and bounced when the red-head brought the flat of the cutlass down hard on her dewy globes.

”We’re going to have fun aren’t we, harlot?” The Watcher raked her free hand down the nude temptress’ back.

“Aye, aye, Captain!” Faith replied with a wince. When Willow said Justine was rough, she wasn’t kiddin’.

And they’d only just started. God, she couldn’t wait to see what liberties the vicious red-head would take with her worthless plaything. She only hoped her owners had as much fun as she did.

The cutlass crashed into her ass again. “You’re going to do as you’re told, wench?”

“Yes captain!” Faith squealed.

The curvy brunette’s perfect ass bounced again under another blow. The nubile temptress could already feel the welts forming. “You’re going to make sure I have the time of my life aren’t you?”

”Yes captain!” Faith yelped, sweat beading on her naked body.

Her perfectly-curved behind danced and blazed when the cutlass smashed into her butt again. “You’re my slut aren’t you?”

”Yes captain!” Faith panted and moaned, body shaking with a combination of pain and desire. God, she loved to be abused in this way, to give pleasure to her owners’ friends. “Your slut, Captain!”

“My sweet little fuck-toy!” The captain declared as her blade slapped into Faith’s behind. Before the Slayer had chance to reply, the Watcher’s sword clattered to the ground. Then the red-head grabbed hold of the beauty’s raven locks and bent the unresisting babe over a round table, her ample breasts squashed flat against the wooden surface and curved ass pushed up in the air.

“Oh I’m going to enjoy this.” Beer sloshed all over the alluring lovely as the red-head poured half a schooner over her back. The brunette lay submissively in position as the red-head reached under her nubile body and began pinching and twisting her boobs while licking up the beer slicking her back. “Oh yes,” Justine moaned in her ear, “you like it dirty, the dirtier the better, you naughty girl.”

Faith didn’t reply. The sultry sexpot was too busy, groaning, moaning, whimpering, and writhing under the red-head’s ministrations. Justine’s agile tongue was seemingly everywhere at once, licking the cold suds from her plaything’s neck, shoulder-blades, and lower back. Faith whined when the red-head pulled away suddenly. For a moment there was nothing but the horny Slayer’s aroused panting.

And then the Watcher brought the flat of her cutlass down on the brunette beauty’s full globes. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“OWWWW! OOOOH!” Faith’s pained shriek turned to a turned-on moan when Justine reached under her and pinched her clit, thumb grazing up and down her labia.

“You dirty bitch!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Yaaa! Oooooh! The sword came crashing down again, ass juddering and aching even as Justine teased her clit and cunny.

You big-titted slut!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ahieee! Ooooo!” Faith grabbed a hold of the table and held on for dear life as the Watcher laid in the blows to her fleshy cheeks while simultaneously pleasuring her molten core.

“You little floozy!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Gaaa!” The ripe-bodied Slayer bit her bottom lip as the Watcher continued to torment her butt and pleasure her bald crotch.

“You easy skank!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ouuuch! Yaaaa!” The once sassy brunette’s tits rubbed against the table as she thrashed helplessly, her globes welting.

“You wanton harlot!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Oooooooh!” Faith thrashed and wriggled as the cutlass slapped her behind and Justine’s fingers touched her in just the right place.

“You dirty tramp!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” The busty beauty screamed herself and saw stars as her dominator’s fingers finally brought her to a body-shaking climax.

Faith whimpered when Justine grabbed her sweaty locks and pulled her head up. “I bet you think you’re special?” The Slayer moaned a denial but the red-head wasn’t listening. “Well you’re not, you’re nothing but a hot little body begging to be fucked.” The Watcher released her grip. “On your back.”

The moment the tamed seductress rolled onto her sweat-slicked back, the Watcher poured the other half of the schooner onto Faith’s ample bosom. “Oooooo,” Faith moaned, long nipples stiffening to pebble hardness as her smooth flesh pimpled under the golden liquid’s chilly onslaught.

“Haaaaa!” After a mocking laugh, the red-head bent over her and began hungrily licking the booze off Faith’s naked chest, her tongue rolling over every inch. The subdued Slayer’s hips bucked and her full ass arched off the table when Justine jammed a trio of fingers into her tight twat, her thumb pressing down on the beauty’s clit at the moment of maximum penetration.

“Yesssss,” Faith moaned, groaned, panted, and whined, eyes screwed firmly shut as she focussed her entire being on enjoying Justine’s attention. “Nooo.” Her soft brown orbs shot open when the Watcher pulled away just as the Slayer’s drenched twat began its pre-climax fluttering. The sexy slave gulped at the Watcher hovering over her, a three-pronged whip in hand.

”You wanna cum?” Justine challenged before bringing the whip down on the nubile beauty’s already tingling clit.

”Ahhhh!” Faith screamed, back arching as her pelvis jerked off the table, pain shooting through her most sensitive area.

”You wanna cum?” Droplets of beer flew off the brunette’s ample bosom when Justine hit both nipples in quick succession.

”Ahhh!” Faith wailed in agony, tits jiggling.

“You wanna cum?” Justine turned her attention back to the brunette beauty’s slit, beating it into quivering submission with an endless barrage of lashes.

“Aaaaa!” Faith’s ripe breasts jiggled as sweat and beer suds flew off her helplessly convulsing body, her ass bouncing on and off the table as her nether regions raged with pain.

”You wanna cum?” Justine zeroed in on Faith’s bulging clit, whipping it into a tortured mess.

”Yessssss!” Faith screamed and screamed as she came, bald, welted pussy pointing up at the ceiling as she arched up, only her shoulders and ass still on the table as juices flooded out. “Jesussssss! Yessss! I’m cummmmmmming!”

Her body was still trembling, fluid still trickling out of her crotch when Justine spoke. “I want you on your hands and knees on the bed.”

Faith looked towards the four-postered bed. In her weakened state it seemed a continent away. “Yes Captain!” The nubile beauty dropped to her hands and knees before crawling over to the bed, pert posterior instinctively wriggling in the way her owners found so entertaining.

The brunette’s ebony eyes widened when the Watcher strode to the other side of the bed and stripped, revealing a street-fighter’s body, all lean muscles and scars. Then the red-head reached into the bedside table’s drawer and pulled out a double-headed strap-on. The top head, the one that would be going into her tiny shithole was perhaps an inch thick but nine long. The bottom head, the one that would be hammering her already aching vagina was only about seven inches long but perhaps four inches thick.

“You like?” Justine chuckled at her agog look. “This is my special toy. The one I save for special girls like you.” The red-head strode behind Faith and started to squeeze the dark-haired Slayer’s full behind, her fingers digging deep into Faith’s muscular yet fleshy globes. “I’m going to rip you in half.”

”Ahhhhh!” Faith squealed, full mouth opening in gasp, when Justine snatched her shoulders and yanked her back, while simultaneously thrusting her hips forward. Justine’s double-pronged dildo buried itself deep into her, smashing past her sphincter and savagely spreading her pussy walls.

“Owwww!” Faith yelped as the red-head yanked herself out before forcefully re-inserting herself.

“Aaaaaa!” The once sassy beauty wailed when Justine’s hips collided with her full ass, the collision inflaming her already aching butt. “Oooooow!”

The red head laughed mockingly before pulling half the way out and slamming back in. Faith let her head drop and gritted her teeth as her ruthless cunt-fucking and ass-reaming continued. The air filled with Justine’s grunts and Faith’s moans as sweat flew off their conjoined bodies.

“Aaaaaa!” Faith’s head shot up, ebony eyes widening and her heart-shaped mouth opened as she came. “Yessss!” Her tits jiggled and bounced as the curvy beauty danced on the two artificial cocks.

“Oooo, thank god.” Faith moaned with relief when Justine pulled out of her.

“I haven’t finished yet,” the red-head laughed. The Watcher flipped the helpless Slayer onto her back, her shapely legs dangling off the edge. The dazed brunette had the briefest glimpse of the red-head grinning down at her, and then her ankles were on the red-head’s bare shoulders.

“Jesus!” Faith’s back arched when Justine re-inserted her two-pronged dildo only this time the thick end was ripping her narrow anus apart and the long end was hitting her cervix with almost enough force to puncture it. “Fucccck!” Justine laughed as the broken Slayer’s combination of discomfort and pleasure before grabbing herself two handfuls of temptingly-shaped tits and starting to grope them as she fucked her pet.

“Aaaaah!” The helpless sexpot whimpered as the red head pulled out just an inch before slamming her hips forward, smashing them back into the Slayer’s welted backside.

Faith writhed and quivered, her speech degenerating to grunts, whimpers, and moans as the remorseless Watcher continued to fuck her loaned bitch. Justine happily groped and fondled Faith’s pleasurably pliant tits while repeatedly just pulling her hips back an inch and thrusting back in. The subjugated Slayer’s anus spread further and further, her pussy reverberating and cervix aching under the continual bombardment.

”Thank god!” Faith screeched and wailed as her climax crashed over her, full tits and ass bouncing as she writhed and thrashed in orgasmic joy. ”Fuccccccck!”

Faith lay limply on the sweat and cum soaked bed, her ample chest heaving as she panted her way back to full awareness. While the nubile brunette did that, the sadistic red-head took off her torturous strap-on and knelt beside her.

”Did you think we’d finished,” the red-head laughed as she tousled Faith’s matted mane. “Not likely.”

“Ooooo.” Faith’s heart-shaped lips opened in a pant when Justine began to fondle her firm tits and play with her aching pussy. “Aaaaa.”

“Oh, my dirty little hussy can’t get enough can she?”

Faith didn’t reply, concentrating instead on the fingers massaging her jugs and stroking her inflamed labia. “Aaaaa.” Her pert posterior arched off the bed when Justine thrust two fingers deep into her drenched cunny, twisting them around, probing deeply, and stroking her velvety walls. “Gaaaa.” Faith grunted as a third finger was added. “Ooooo.” The sexy slave squeezed her eyes shut when Justine began powering four fingers in and out of her dripping fuck-hole.

”I think my skank needs a damn good fisting!”

“Oooo! Jesus!” Faith yelped when Justine’s knuckles tunnelled past her labia and entered her pussy, followed by the rest of the Watcher’s hand, and then her wrist. “Whoa, ahhh,” the submissive Slayer panted and moaned, writhing on the end of Justine’s hand, a helpless puppet to her desires.

“Fuckkkk!” The brunette beauty’s rounded ass arched off the bed when the Watcher trailed her free fingers down her undulating belly and pinched her clit, adding to the pulsing, throbbing deep within her.

“You can’t get enough can you?” mocked Justine.

Justine laughed again before starting to ease her fist in and out of the Slayer’s stuffed cunny, going faster and faster, deeper and deeper, her other hand tormenting the helpless beauty’s nubbin, tugging it away from her body and then twisting. “Aaaa! Owwww! Ooo! Gaaa! Baaa!”

Justine’s forearm was in just past the wrist when the broken Slayer let out a shrill scream and went into a convulsive climax. The naked beauty’s luscious body bucked like a lap dancer going for extra tips as juices gushed out of her pussy, rosy red lips opened in a seemingly endless shriek. “AAAAAAIIIII! AHHHHHH! YESSSSS! FUCCCCK! OOOOOOOH! GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!”

“Oh my serving wench enjoyed that?” Faith eventually noticed that Justine had pulled her hand out and started to wipe it off on the brunette’s silky hair. She also noticed that torturing her had got off the red-head at once, juices matting Justine’s hairy pussy. “I have to admit, I’ve certainly enjoyed you.”