The Queen Bitch Of Sunnydale

17
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Come in.”

Faith walked into the doctor’s office that had been somehow obtained by Mrs. Summers for the evening’s webshow. It was a typical examination room, with medical supplies and instruments neatly arrayed on the room’s left wall shelves, the shelves fixed just above a sink and counter. The room’s centre was dominated by the exam table with steel stirrups fixed to both ends that Faith was sure she’d be getting intimately familiar with soon. In the corner by the door stood a medical scale, and at the other side of the door stood a desk.

“Hello dear,” Willow purred, both she and Amy were sat behind the room’s desk, the witches dressed in black thigh-level, pleated skirts, matching, zipper-front PVC corsets that ran from mid belly to mid chest, and black nurse’s caps with white crosses on them. This show was Buffy’s payment for the night Willow had distracted Oz from being in the Bronze the night the blonde Slayer had had Faith perform there. “I’m Nurse Red and this is Nurse Madison. And you are?”

“I’m Faith Lehane,” Faith replied, realising that the two witches didn’t want her to use their real names on camera.

“Excellent,” Amy smiled at her, “and you’re here for your physical?” Faith nodded. “Good, now unfortunately there’s no gowns to wear while you’re examined, you’ll have to go naked.”

“I understand Nurse Madison,” Faith replied. “Most of the time I run around naked anyhow. I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of.” The unabashed brunette took a hold of her midriff top and pulled it off, her long mane and rounded bosom bouncing loose, her nipples hardening in the room’s chill, the room’s cameras recording every moment of her undressing for the dirty little pervs watching and whacking off to her. Next off were her jeans, the button popping open and the sound of the zip being tugged open filling the otherwise quiet room as the Slayer bent over and slowly pulled them over her pert buttocks, the denim falling down her slender legs to pool around her ankles, the two pretend nurses and all the webshow viewers able to see her muscled thighs and calves, her buns of steel, and smooth nether lips.

“Let’s see,” Willow walked in a circle around the naked lovely, “healthy looking skin, no obvious abnormalities, and very good posture.” Willow grabbed her jaw. “Open wide.” Faith obeyed as the witch shone a penlight inside her mouth. “Her teeth are all in good condition.” Willow took out a tape measure and quickly measured the nude lovely around her thigh, hips, waist, chest, and neck, tapping in her measurements into her electronic notebook.

”Good girl,” Amy patted her head like she was her favourite pet. “You’re not shy at all are you?”

“No Nurse Madison,” Faith beamed adoringly at one of her users.

“Good,” Willow took a litre beaker off the shelves and placed it on the floor between her feet, “then you won’t mind doing a wee wee for us so we have an urine sample to test.”

“No Nurse Red.” Conscious of the watching cameras, the nude beauty squatted over the beaker, lifted it up and pressed it to her crotch. After a few seconds of pushing she was ready. “Aaaaah,” the Slayer groaned as a stream of gold erupted from her, spilling into the beaker, steam rising and an arid stench filling the air as she pissed to order, the cameras recording every second. Finally she was done. “Finished Nurse Red.” Faith offered the half-full beaker to the red-haired witch.

“Good girl.” Amy patted her on the head as Willow took the beaker and placed it on the counter. “Now clean yourself with this.”

“Thanks Nurse Madison.” Faith took the offered wet-wipe and ran it through her dirty hole, then rose and hurried over to the bin, flinging the wet wipe into the bin.

“Faith, I’m going to have to take your blood for some tests, make sure you haven’t picked up any nasty STDs from those dirty bikers and fat truckers you’re always fucking,” Amy patted the exam table, “perch up on here, there’s a good girl.”

”Yes Nurse Madison.” Faith jumped on the examination table, the paper on it crinkling underneath her.

“You’re not scared of needles are you?” cooed Willow as she knelt on the table behind her. “Here,” Faith moaned as the red-haired witch began massaging her bare shoulders, fingers kneading gently at the smooth flesh, “let me relax you.”

While Faith was enjoying her sensually slow massage, Amy was quickly getting the syringe ready and tying a ligature around Faith’s left bicep. “What a nice arm you have Faith,” Amy praised. “You keep in great shape.”

”Thank you Nurse Madison,” Faith replied. Mrs. Summers had had Faith build an extension onto the garage, wearing nothing but a hard hat, a pair of denim shorts, and a tool belt, then bought and moved in a load of exercise equipment, instructing her to work out for an hour while Mrs. Summers had her afternoon nap. Mrs. Summers liked her favourite little slut to be in shape. They’d even done a webshow of her working out naked.

”Now you’ll just feel a little prick,” Amy giggled. “Not the first time I bet.” Faith giggled along with the nurse as the needle penetrated the crook of her arm, moaning slightly as red bubbled out of her and into the syringe. “Oh good girl,” Amy beamed at her as she pulled the needle out and stuck a plaster on her arm. “You’re being very co-operative.”

”Thank you Nurse Madison.”

“I’m just going to listen to your heart dear.” Willow stepped forward, the clothed nurse pressing a stethoscope to Faith’s bare chest, the Slayer shivering slightly as her flesh pimpled under the cold touch. “In and out.” Faith’s chest rose up and down as she breathed. “In and out, everything sounds good Nurse Madison.”

“Let me try,” Amy stepped forward with her stethoscope, Faith moaning as not one but two cold instruments slid over her naked chest. “In and out, Faith. In and out.” Both nurses pressed their clothed bodies to her, the dark-eyed beauty recognising their domination of her, her chest rising and falling as instructed.

“Now we need to take your height and weight,” Nurse Willow stepped away. “Go and stand against the wall.”

”Yes Nurse Red.” Faith quickly obeyed, standing against the wall with a ruler etched into the wall.

”Five foot five.” Willow took her measurement and tapped it into her electronic notepad. “Now get up on the scales,” Willow patted her ass, giving it a quick grope, “good girl.” Faith obeyed with an eager smile, hoping the watching viewers were getting a good show. She suspected things would get a lot racier before long. “Fifty-three kilos. Very good for a girl of your height and age.”

“But we want to more accurately measure your fat percentage,” Amy produced a pair of steel callipers. “Arms out and legs apart please Faith.”

“Yes Nurse Madison.” Faith whimpered as the calliper bit into her pert behind, the nurse giggling slightly. Then the callipers released and slowly trailed up her ass, flesh pimpling in their chilly wake, to pinch at her lower back. Then they released again and trailed around to nip at her flanks, and then at the front of her trim midsection. The Slayer’s breath shallowed when the nurse crouched down until her head was dead level with her naked twat, but the nurse ignored it in favour of pinching her inner thigh with the fat measuring instrument before rising, smiling at her and pinching underneath Faith’s heaving chest.

Then the nurse finished off by pinching at Faith’s tautly-muscled tricep before looking towards Willow. “I can’t believe she’s got such big tits and ass, her body-fat’s just eighteen percent, she’s in amazing shape.”

”Why,” Willow patted her ass with one hand and groped her chest with another, “it’s obvious were she stores all her fat deposits! And so sexily!”

Amy giggled. “Nurse Red, you’re so naughty.” Amy turned a critical eye towards Faith. “She has good posture and musculature though, exceptional in fact. No outward signs of ill-health.”

“Yes,” Willow agreed before looking back towards her. “Sit down.”

“Yes Nurse Red,” Faith quickly perched back on the exam table.

“Good girl.” Willow wrapped a collar around her arm and began pumping it up, the sleeve tightening around the Slayer’s lithe muscle as the pump worked. Finally Willow nodded. “One hundred and five over sixty. As you said, exceptional.”

Amy removed her fingers from Faith’s neck where she’d been taking the Slayer’s pulse. “Fifty beats a minutes,” the woman declared. “Another good reading, and totally at ease with being with us in the nude.”

”To be fair, the woman who booked her appointment did say she was a slut,” Willow said. “Are you a slut, Faith?”

”A total cock and pussy whore,” Faith replied with a nod.

Willow laughed as she approached Faith with a long tube that was curved at the top. “This is a spirometer, we use it to test someone’s lung capacity. What I need you to do is breath in as much as you can, then exhale into this end as hard as you can, can you do this for me?”

“Yes Nurse Red,” Faith nodded dutifully like a good, harem-trained slut. Willow smiled, then passed her the device. Faith smiled at the witch, raised the spirometer to her mouth, breathed in, her rounded chest rising, then exhaled into the device, breasts dropping as the measurer inside the spirometer rose.

“Optimum lung capacity,” Faith got another pat on the head from a beaming Willow, “no wonder she’s such a good cock sucker with lungs like this. Well done, you good little girl.”

Amy strode over to Faith and tapped her on the knee with a small rubber-topped hammer. Amy nodded approvingly before doing the same on her other knee, and both elbows. “Her reflexes are fine.”

Willow looked towards her. “Now we need to test your flexibility. Do the splits on the floor.”

Willow giggled and clapped as Faith obeyed, sliding lewdly down onto the cold floor, her pussy pressing into the tiles. “Perfect, she’d make the cheerleading team for sure.”

“Heh,” Amy giggled. “She’s too slutty even for cheerleaders.”

“True,” Willow giggled then her expression sobered. “Up with you, then bend over and grab your ankles.” The submissive Bostonian obeyed, moaning slightly as she looked up between her spread legs to watch the two witches run their fingers up and down her crudely upturned buttocks. Then Willow’s hand cracked hard against her ass. “Reverse position.” Faith obeyed, releasing her grip on her ankles and bending backwards until her twat rather than her ass was pointing up, and she was grabbing her ankles from behind rather than in front. “Amazingly supple,” Willow hummed as she licked at her lips, “lie on your front, take your ankles in your hands and bend them back until they’re flanking your head.” Faith quickly obeyed, her tits rubbing and pimpling on the cold floor as her hips rose off the floor and she pulled her head back and up. “Now move from there and into a wrestler’s bridge.” Willow clapped her hands once she’d obeyed. “And what wrestling coach wouldn’t want her on the team?”

Amy giggled. “I’m sure they’d think of something to do with her.”

Willow laughed then turned businesslike. “Now for your balance, stand on one foot.” Willow nodded as she obeyed. “Good, now stand on your tip-toes.” Willow nodded as Faith obeyed. “The other leg out to the side. Well done.”

”Let’s test your upper-body strength. Do a handstand against the wall Faith,” Amy ordered. The moment she was in position, her tits dropping into her face, Amy spoke again. “Now I want you to walk towards me on your hands.”

”Yes Nurse Madison.” Faith walked the six steps to Amy, her arm and shoulder muscles writhing as her tits and rear wobbled and bounced, sweat beading down her naked body.

”Well done!” Amy clapped as she finished. “We’ll give you your EKG while you’re on the treadmill to test your fitness. Back on the table, Faith.”

“Yes Nurse Madison.” Faith jumped up and waited patiently while the two nurses fixed sticky monitor pads all over her pert bosom, her breath hitching on the occasions when one of the two nurses would laughingly pull on a nipple or push a finger inside her pleasure hole. Eventually though the EKG pads were all attached and she was on the treadmill, jogging effortlessly, not even managing to raise a sweat.

“She can easily manage it at level one,” Amy reported as she watched the scanner.

”Unsurprising,” Willow’s eyes were busy eating Faith up, watching as her pliant breasts rose and fell, her long mane bounced, and full ass wobbled. “I’ll put it up to three.”

Faith’s breath shortened at the new level, but eager to please as always, she extended her stride pattern, and continued at the same easy pace. “Look at the way her muscles writhe, very erotic,” Amy commented. “I’d take her over any Olympic sprinter, but no reaction from the scanner, just her usual base readings.”

”Amazing,” Willow played with the buttons on the treadmill, “I’ll put it up to level 6. If that doesn’t have an effect, I’ll program in a moderate slope.”

Sweat began to flow, covering her naked flesh in an ivory hue as she pounded down on the treadmill. Her breasts bounced and ass wobbled even more at the increased pace, giving her audience a jigglingly salacious show to whack off to. “Slightly elevated readings,” Amy shook her head. “But only like she’s taking a brisk walk.”

“Well that’s no good,” Willow huffed then giggled. “Steep not moderate slope then.”
Faith huffed, cheeks expanding and deflating, as her calves began to burn and belly ripple with the increased effort, the smell of her perspiration heavy in the air as her ass and boobs jumped up and down. “Let’s make it a little harder.” Faith looked down to see Willow fastening a belt around the Slayer’s tiny waist, the belt connected to a chain with four twenty kilo weight plates attached.

Faith panted and wheezed as she continued to run, sweat dripping into her eyes as her calves and thighs burnt with the effort of keeping on the treadmill, legs rising and falling, lithe muscles flexing. “Oh now she’s having to try,” Amy reported as Faith continued her sprint, entire body gleaming with sweat.

Willow giggled as she turned the treadmill off, allowing Faith to ease to a stop as Amy began taking off the sticky pads, Faith wincing slightly as they tugged on her now wet flesh. “I think it’s time for her breast exam, Nurse Red,” Amy commented.

“Me first,” Willow said as she led the Slayer off the treadmill and into the room’s centre by hand, “then we can compare notes.”

Amy nodded as she stood in front of the Slayer. “There’s no dimples, redness, or swelling on them.”

“Yes, I agree.” Willow replied. Faith moaned and writhed against the PVC-clothed red-head behind her as the witch reached around, cupped her breasts and slowly, tenderly rubbed up and down them, then eased her fingers together until they met in the centre, searching for any bumps but finding only perfect smoothness. Then Willow eased her fingers back to encircling her areolas to note how her nipples responded, giggling slightly as Faith’s nubbins hardened under her touch. Willow lightly squeezed and pulled on the Slayer’s nipples to check for any discharge. “No, these are fine, aren’t they Faith?”

”Yes,” the Slayer moaned as she squirmed in the red-head’s grasp, “oh yes Nurse Red.”

Willow reluctantly released her grip and stepped aside, Amy taking up position behind her. “Um,” the witch whispered in Faith’s ear as she began groping at the Slayer’s tits, the house-trained Slayer panting and writhing against the witch, enjoying every touch, “I’ve been looking forward to this.”

“Yes, yes, Nurse Madison,” Faith panted, eyes closed as she bucked against the dominating nurse, the woman’s hands exploring her perfect chest in just the same manner as Willow’s had, leisurely enjoying her time with the harem’s bitch. “Oh god.”

Finally Amy pulled away. “I agree, her breasts are fine.” Amy winked at Willow. “Very fine.” Amy looked at her. “Time to take your temperature rectally.” The witch tapped the exam table. “Hands and knees, Faith.”

The Slayer eagerly moved into position, there was no longer any question of disobedience or embarrassment, only being a slut for the harem and serving their every whim. Her pert ass was stuck up in the air, any one watching on the web able to see her bald pussy, firm, nipple-hard hooters dangling down, and her posing on all fours like the bitch she was. Behind her, Faith heard the sound of latexed gloves being pulled on. “I’ll lube her up for you, Nurse Red,” Amy eagerly announced.

”Thank you, Nurse Madison,” Willow replied.

Faith looked over her shoulder, panting in anticipation as she watched Amy squirt some jelly onto her index finger. “This will feel a little cold, Faith,” Amy warned, “just relax and enjoy it.”

”Yes Nurse Madison,” Faith nodded

Willow laughed. “She’s so well-behaved, every one should have a doll like her.”

Amy smiled. “If only all our patients were like this,” she replied as she cupped the Bostonian sextoy’s curved buttock and pulled it to one side before sliding her lubed finger in all the way to the knuckle and twisting it around, the Slayer writhing and moaning as her bunghole clenched around the invading finger. “Oh Nurse Red!” Amy giggled as she moved her finger around inside the wriggling, whimpering brunette. “She’s so responsive, what a delight!”

“Now Nurse Madison,” Willow tutted. “We’re here to conduct a medical examination, not to play.”

Amy giggled. “Sorry Nurse Red.” Faith moaned as the witch pulled her finger out. “Your turn.”

“Okay, Faith, the thermometer is going in now, so relax,” Willow instructed. Faith nodded and clung to the table, toes curling as she felt the thermometer slide into her lubed anus, her heart racing as she enjoyed the penetration and the knowledge nerds were whacking off across the world to the sight of the nubile nude being dominated by the two goddesses in nurse outfits. At the thermometer’s beep, Willow pulled it out. Faith panted and moaned as she was left in position, dutifully awaiting her next treatment, just enjoying her debasement at the hands of the two Sunnydalers.

“Let’s have a look inside you,” Amy said as she once again spread the busty brunette’s pert buttocks with one hand while shining a penlight with a miniature camera on it into her anus, just so all the nerds could see just what her inner pinkness looked like, the Slayer whimpering with delight at the witch’s domination. “Nurse Red, do you want a look?”

”Why thank you,” Willow took the penlight and peered inside. “No discolorations or abrasions, everything seems tip-top, shall we give her a rectal probe just in case?”

”We’re medical professionals,” Amy primly replied. “I think we should be thorough.”

“Good point,” Willow turned the light off and stepped away, leaving the harem’s chief slut knelt naked on the table, the cameras recording every indignant second. Faith looked over her shoulder to see Willow take an eight inch long, three inch thick rubber probe with a clear lens on one end and some buttons on the other. “This is a very simple, but effective instrument, you simply slide it into the patient’s anus, then move it around until it’s where you want, then press this button and look through the lens.” Willow patted Faith’s upturned tushy. “You’ll get the hang of it. I’ll need both hands to operate this so you’ll have to spread those perfect buns for me.” The submissive Slayer dutifully obeyed, grabbing her rounded buttocks and pulling them apart so Willow could perform whatever degradations she felt fit on the once-sassy sexpot’s sweet ass, the Slayer’s head pressing against the examination table.

“Ohhh,” Faith groaned as the witch teasingly eased the black object into her then pulled away, twisting it slightly as she did so, ensuring it rubbed against every nerve cluster inside of her. “Ohhhh,” new sweat beads appeared on the nude beauty’s curvy body as Willow re-inserted the probe, pushing harder with each new try until it was stuffed all the way in, Faith groaning at the stretched feeling. “Ooooh.” Faith panted as the red-head turned the device on and it began humming inside her, vibrating against her nerve-filled walls.

”There, there, Faith.” The busty Slayer started when Amy began rubbing her knuckles around the small of her back, the pleasurable sensation sending ripples through her. “Just relax for Nurse Red, there’s a good girl.”

”Yes Nurse Madison,” Faith panted, her tits swinging back and forth as the red-head teasingly moved the probe around inside her, ensuring it rubbed constantly against her nerve clusters, keeping her in a state of high excitement. “Oooooh,” she whimpered in disappointment when the probe was suddenly turned off and pulled out.

“Sit up,” Amy briskly ordered.

The moment Faith obeyed, Amy took her face in her hands. “Here’s a reward for being such a good, good girl.” Faith moaned as the witch pressed her PVC-clothed body to her naked one, knee rubbing up against her twat as the witch leaned in and pressed her lips to hers, tongue darting into her mouth as the witch took full advantage of her time with the harem’s plaything. Faith’s nipples rubbed against Amy’s PVCed top as the witch’s tongue eagerly delved into her mouth.

“Please Nurse Madison,” Willow sniffed. “Let’s have a little professionalism please. We have plenty of tests left to run.”

Amy pulled away with a slight pout. “You’re right, Nurse Red,” Amy gently brushed some hair off Faith’s face. “Please lie down on the table, we’ll strap you into the stirrups.”

Faith quickly rolled onto her back, the nurses each grabbing a leg and fastening them into the stirrups then moving her legs up and apart, until it looked like she was being moved into the birthing position, although she figured she was a lot more likely to get things shoved into her, than being pushed out. Then her hands were cuffed behind her head, pushing her breasts up, like they needed to protrude out more. All in all, she was left helpless and vulnerable to whatever indignities and humiliations the two make-believe nurses wished to inflict on her.

The two nurses leaned over her and gently kissed and licked the sides of her neck, the restrained ingénue writhing and wriggling at their tender caresses. “Time to give you your abdominal exam, make sure your internal organs are in good condition,” Amy said.

“Ohhh,” Faith moaned softly as both witches began pressing down gently on her belly, her stomach undulating sexily for any of the watching webshow audience who could tear their eyes away from her pink twat to look at her midsection. “Yeaaah.”

”Doesn’t she make the most appealing sounds,” giggled Willow as her fingers stroked and prodded at the Slayer’s quivering, trim belly, making sure she didn’t miss an inch.

”She does,” Amy smiled across the table towards Willow. “Well everything seems fine.”

“I agree. Faith, you remember how we tested your reflexes?” Willow queried as she passed Amy a foot long plastic stick over Faith’s body while picking one up herself.

Faith nodded. “Yes Nurse Red.”

”Well,” Willow leered down at her, “these violet wands do the same.”

BUZZ! BUZZ!

“Aaaaah!” Faith squealed and writhed helplessly in her restraints when both witches lowered their sticks and sent electricity pulsing through her armpits, both arms spasming wildly.

”Normal response,” Amy noted.

”Yes,” Willow agreed as Faith panted and struggled for air, “but let’s keep testing.”

BUZZ! BUZZ!

”Aaaaah!” Faith squealed, her back arching until only her shoulders were on the table when the two giggling nurses sent volts shooting through her tits, pliant breasts bouncing and long mane snapping from side to side. “Gaaaaah!”

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

“Aaaah!” She screamed and wriggled snake-like as both nurses took great delight in sending electricity through each flank in turn, desperate to escape but unable to do so. Instead the laughing duo continued to torment her. BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! “Aaaaah!” Her chest heaved and belly undulated as the busty brunette squealed and writhed, sliding as best she could from one side of the table to escape one wand, only to be driven back by the other wand buzzing against her shaking side. “Aaaaah!”

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

”Aaaah! Eeeee!” Faith’s pert behind bounced up and down on the table when the two witches turned their attention to her legs, gleefully zapping her legs until her thighs cramped and her calves swung in the restraints.

Willow pulled away with a laugh. “Yes, she’s fully responsive.”

”Let’s see how responsive,” Faith panted and groaned when Amy worked her stick into her moist fuckhole.

”Oh good idea!” Willow pushed her stick inside Faith too, stretching the restrained Slayer’s twat. For a few minutes the two nurses just pulled and pushed the sticks in and out of her pussy without turning them on, the Slayer writhing and panting with ecstasy but her heart hammering with the knowledge of what was to come. “NOW!”

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

”JESUS CHRIST!” Faith threw her head back and screamed, her dark eyes almost popping out of her sockets, full lips parting in a screech as her vagina clenched around the wands inside her, electricity coursing through her, every single nerve screaming in response. “OH FUCK!”

BUZZ! BUZZ!

“OHHHHH!” Faith squealed, her nether lips shaking until she was certain they’d fly off her crotch, her lithe limbs swinging in her restraints. “PLEASE!”

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!”

“GODDDDDDDDDDD!” Faith’s back arched, sweat flowing off her as her climax crashed over her, air becoming an issue as cunt juices water-falled from her crotch. “FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!”

The panting Slayer slumped back down, her chest heaving, and body shaking. “Very responsive,” Willow stroked her sweat-matted mane. “Nurse Madison, would you like to examine her vagina, while I inspect her breasts further?”

“What a good idea,” Amy agreed.

“Ohh, ohh,” Faith’s back arched as Amy took up position between the sultry brunette’s spread legs, the nurse spreading her outer labia, her inner, sticky lips spreading out. “Ooooh,” Faith panted, her hips rising as Amy began teasingly rubbing fingers up and down her nether lips, her belly fluttering as her loins heated up. “Ooooh.”

“No discolouration or abnormalities here,” Amy clinically noted. “Although as already recorded, the patient is very responsive to stimulation.”

“Ooooh,” Faith wriggled as Willow leaned over her, her cleavage in the restrained seductress’ face and her hands rubbing at Faith’s own tits, applying some sort of lotion that made her entire chest tingle like it was being feasted on by fire ants and her nipples bulge until she thought they were going to fly off. “Oooooh.”

“Let’s see how tight you are,” Amy commented as she slid a finger inside Faith’s warm tightness. “Wow, very tight,” the nurse commented as Faith’s fuck channel clenched intuitively around her finger. “Do you think you could manage two fingers?” Faith was too busy gulping in air to reply, so Amy just pushed on, probing her with two fingers, the sultry Slayer’s hips bucking when Amy expertly rubbed her knuckles against her G-spot, her wet cunt walls fluttering around the invading fingers.

The reason Faith was struggling to breathe was because Willow had pulled out a pair of suction cups connected to a pump, deftly fixed them to her already throbbing nipples, and started to pump them up. It felt Willow was a farmer trying to milk Faith’s udders. Faith was the red-head’s her prize cow, the suction-cups sucking like hell on her teats, the nipples elongating seemingly before her lust-glazed eyes.

“Ohhh,” Faith threw her head back, full lips parting in a shriek as Amy suddenly upped the ante from two to three fingers thrusting in and out of her, slowly but deeply impaling her, the witch’s thumb stroking and pressing on her clit. “Godddd.” Faith’s womanly hips rose off the table and bucked towards Amy as she pushed in a fourth finger, sweat gleaming on her ivory hued skin as the make-believe nurse began to really pound her. “Aaaaah,” Faith squealed, head rocking from side to side as the witch backed off as she was about to cum, the table beneath her soaked in sweat.

“Not yet sweetheart,” Amy scolded as she slowed down. “When I want you to, understand.”

”Yes, Nurse Madison,” Faith whispered and nodded. “When you want me to.”

“She’s such a good girl,” Willow praised, patting Faith on the head while continuing to engorge the Slayer’s already swelling tits. Amy leaned over and whispered something in Willow’s ear. “What a good idea.”

Faith moaned and groaned as the four digits continued to push in and out of her, the pressure in her chest suddenly easing. And then a pair of ice-cold, steel forceps operated by a laughing Willow pinched and twisted at her clit, the fingers inside her suddenly twisting. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!” Faith’s pert behind bounced as fireworks exploded in her crotch. “Fucccccccck!” Faith’s head shot back, mouth opening impossibly wide as her climax flew over her, pliant breasts jiggling, sweat flying off her. “JESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSUSSSSSSSSSS! YESSSSSSSS!”

Willow and Amy high-fived one another as Faith sunk wearily back onto the table, her heart pounding and pulse racing after yet another climax. “Excellent teamwork, Nurse Red,” Amy commented. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to sit on Faith’s face while you have a turn at her vagina.”

”Wonderful idea.”

Amy nimbly climbed onto Faith’s face, her pleated skirt pooling around Faith’s face as the nurse moved into position facing Willow so she could watch the red-head’s playing. Amy’s twat was still concealed by her skirt from the watching public, her thighs clamped around Faith’s sweating head. On the other hand Faith was more than conscious that although both nurses might be able to climax on her without anyone seeing their crotches, she was naked for all the dirty pervs watching over the net to see every part of her, and every ripple of her muscled frame. Faith’s back arched as Amy picked up the pump and began to work at her tits, the witch’s crotch rotating in a sensual circle, Faith’s tongue dutifully darting up to tease every inch of Amy’s moist, puffy labia.

The Slayer writhed and wriggled, whimpering into Amy’s pussy when Willow squirted some lube into the busty slave’s vag. Faith’s hips jerked as she felt something cold at her entrance, heart racing as she realised that the red-haired witch was working a speculum inside her. “Let’s spread you,” Willow murmured.

“Aaaaah,” Faith moaned into a happily groaning Amy’s twat as Willow spread the medical instrument inside her, her pussy’s stretching forcing her tiny clit still further up. “Ohhh, ohhh.” Faith forced herself to concentrate on the dripping twat above her, her tongue pushing in and out of Amy’s hole at an ever increasing speed, sliding it all around her velvety walls, taking in all of Amy’s taste she could get. Above her, she heard Amy’s breath shorten, the witch’s panting and groans filling the sweaty air as she ground her pussy on Faith’s face.

“Oh god!” Faith’s hips arched as the red-head rubbed the cold steel against her g-spot. The witch laughed and continued rubbing it against her g-spot, the Slayer gyrating helplessly, breasts throbbing as Amy pumped them, while Faith’s tongue pounded in and out of her pussy, eager to taste Amy’s rich juices. “Oh god!” Faith’s eyes bulged suddenly as Willow suddenly pinched her clit with the forceps again, twisting it to one side and then the other. “AHHHHHHHHHHH!” Her hips rocked up and down as she screamed into Amy’s crotch, Faith’s pussy erupting, juices soaking out. “AHHHHHH! FUCKKKK!” Faith’s scream echoed into Amy’s pleasure cavern, the witch’s climaxing juices spilling onto Faith’s face, the Sunnydaler happily bouncing up and down on Faith’s face. “GODDDDDDDDDDD! JEEEEEEEEEEEZ!”

“How was she Nurse Madison?” Willow asked as Amy’s wails died down.

“Well,” Amy giggled as she climbed off Faith, “she’s possibly related to Gene Simmons, because that tongue is long!”

“My turn,” Willow grinned as she climbed on Faith’s, the Slayer’s nose squashed flat as Willow took on the same uncomfortable position that Amy had chosen. She also chose to remain clothed like Amy had, meaning that Faith was still the only one on display for the internet pervs to jerk off too. “I can’t wait to see what you do, Nurse Mad-,oooh,” Willow yelped when Faith began nibbling on her crotch, gently biting one lip after another. “So nice.”

Faith panted as a humming filled the air, quickly realising Amy planned to use a vibrator on her exhausted, fucked hard body. Every time the witch touched her, her body jerked, never knowing where the next touch would come. Meanwhile, the Slayer forced herself to concentrate on the pussy seated on her face, running her tongue up and down the panting red-head’s slit, Willow happily rubbing her crotch all over the Slayer’s beautiful face, adding her juices to those already adorning it.

“Uhh,” Faith grunted as the vibrator ran up and down her deep cleavage, twitching like she’d been dipped in itching powder. After a second the busty brunette returned to kissing up and down Willow’s bald twat lips, the red-head purring happily at her domination of the once-mighty warrior.

“Uhhh,” Faith’s belly jumped when Amy ran the vibrator’s tip around her belly-button, both nurses laughing at her discomfort. Faith’s tongue twisted and twirled into Willow’s contently dripping hole, stroking at her clenching, moist walls, the red-head groaning with delight, skirted ass rubbing on Faith’s forehead.

“Uhhhh,” Faith’s legs jumped as far as the restraints would allow when Amy stroked the vibrator’s humming tip up her curved hamstring. At the same time Willow began to bounce up and down on her face, her juices flowing ever faster when Faith began driving her tongue in and out of her pussy, occasionally pulling away to swipe it over the red-head’s jiggling clit.

“Let’s add this to the party,” the nurse whispered. Faith felt the vibrator slide down her inner left thigh, leg trembling at the touch, and then it was sliding inside of her vagina. Faith squealed as she bit down on Willow’s throbbing clit, Amy suddenly turning the vibrator on full, its point rubbing against her g-spot. The witch sat on her face let out a scream, hips arching as juices gushed out on her flexing twat to splatter Faith’s already cum-soaked face, but the busty beauty was too busy coming herself to notice.

“Ohhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Goddddddddd!” Sweat flew off the sultry stunner as she swung and shook in her restraints, screaming herself hoarse as cunt fluids gushed out of her pleasure tunnel. “Oh fuckkkk!” Faith’s pliant breasts jiggled up and down as she bounced on the table, screaming into the crotch sat on her face sloshing fluids into her mouth. “Gooooooooooooodddddddddd! Ahhhhhhhh!”

Faith slumped back down to the table as the vibrator was turned off and pulled out, chest heaving as she struggled to regain the air she’d lost. “Wow,” Willow giggled as she climbed off Faith’s face, “you’re right about her mouth.”

”And when she cums she really cums.” Amy gently slapped her face. “Faith, what is this?”

Faith swallowed as she noted the small object Amy was holding in front of her eyes, a thin piece of steel ending in a small wheel with dozens of sharp spokes on it. “Aaaaa Wartenberg wheel,” she stuttered, her exhausted body twitching in anticipation, her body having experienced one many times in Mrs. Summer’s dungeon. “You use it to stimulate nerves.”

“Well done,” Amy beamed at her before looking towards Willow. “I’ll need assistance for this, Nurse Red,” Amy continued. “You operate the wheel while I turn the vibrator on and work back and forth.”

“What a wonderful idea, Nurse Madison,” Willow eagerly took the wheel and leaned over the restrained ingénue. “One the count of three. One, two, three.”

“FUCCCCCCCCCCCCK!” Faith went berserk as Willow pressed down on her bald nubbin, Amy simultaneously thrusting the vibrator back inside her, pressing it against her g-spot, and turning it on full. “GODDDDDD!” Throbbing roared through her clit and g-spot, two climaxes exploding inside her at once, heat blazing through her loins as her pert posterior bounced repeatedly on the table, beating out a saucy tattoo. “OH JESUSSSSSSS!” The brunette teen’s hips arched, her ass pushing up off the exam table, midsection, fluttering wildly as she screeched, her head swinging from side to side, black eyes bulging.

“GODDDDDD!” Drool rolled down the underage beauty’s face, sweat flying off her naked body as she twisted and squirmed in her restraints. “AHHHHH! PLEASEEEEE!” Faith’s back arched as her arms and legs cramped in uncontrollable spasms. “OHHHH!” Her trim, flat belly undulated and quivered as she screamed, curved lips parting wide apart. “OHHHHHH!” The dark-maned Slayer’s head slammed repeatedly on the table, her butt beating out the same rhythm at the table’s other end as she tried and failed to control her gyrating frame.
“AHHHHHHHHH! GODDDDDDDDDD! JESUSSSSSSS!” Juices gushed from her fuck hole, pooling like a lake between her wildly flexing thighs as her pussy quivered and trembled under the onslaught. “OHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!” Stars flashed before her eyes as a bomb seemed to go off in her crotch, blowing up a dam in her pussy, releasing yet more juices, a river streaming out to splatter the table. “OHHHHHH GOOODDDD! NOOOO! GODDDDDDDDD!” Faith’s back arched until only her shoulders and ass remained on her table, her pussy quivering wildly as it spilt out, streaming everywhere. “FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!” Faith dimly wondered when it would end, sweat streaming down her nubile body, a volcano seeming to erupt in her crotch as her pussy convulsed wildly. “GODDDDDDD! STOPPPP! PLEASEEEEEEEE!” Faith’s body jiggled and bounced, her pussy spilling out seeming oceans of cum. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHH! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

By the time Faith had recovered from her climax, the nurses had removed her restraints, but the sweat-soaked, cum-covered teen was still unable to move because of the weariness of her aching limbs and the racing of her heart, throat dry from all her screaming, body still twitching slightly in the last climax’s Richter scale aftermath.

“We’re leaving now Faith,” Willow informed her.

Amy patted her on her head. “But you don’t have to get up, take your own time.”

The two witches laughed before striding out. Faith nodded weakly, uncaring of the cameras recording her fucked beyond endurance state. She’d lie here for a little while, get her strength back before leaving.

And if the webshow watchers wanted to jerk off watching her lying there, so be it.