Re-educating Dawn

See the prologue for disclaimer & story codes of this chapter.


Chapter 1 - Learning Dawnie a little lesson


Willow frowned as her hallucination suddenly addressed her. "No, I didn't," she replied indignantly.

The redhead's response seemed to amuse the demon. "Did. You raised hell with your magicks."

With a growl the creature raked his claw across Dawn's cheek, making the teenager shriek in pain and shock.

Willow quickly moved to shield the teen from the demon's grasp.

The creature smirked at her and held up his blood covered claw. "Fresh," he growled.

While she was momentarily shocked by her hallucination suddenly appearing in front of her in corporeal form and attacking Dawn, Willow soon felt her shock turn to anger and with her anger she felt the power of her magick rising inside her, calling to her with its sweet siren song.

Her now black eyes focussed on the monster. She could see the creature blanch, which brought a satisfied little smirk to her face. "Don't get fresh with me," she told the slowly retreating demon.

"ERADICATE!!!" A bolt of lightning shot from her outstretched hand and reduced the demon to a pile of ashes.

With a triumphant smile she looked over the creature's remains before turning to check on Dawn. She noticed the teenager looking at her with a combination of shock and horror.

"Dawnie, are you alright?"

"NO! I'M NOT!!!" the teenager shrieked. "This is all your fault! You and your stupid magic! I'm gonna tell Buffy on you!"

These words made the compassion Willow was feeling quickly evaporate. "Oh, don't be such a fucking baby! The demon barely touched you - you only have a little scratch."

"FUCK YOU!!!" Dawn cried out. "I'm gonna tell Buffy on you and I hope she kicks you out of our house, you fucking bitch!"

Willow grinded her teeth. "Dawn! Just calm the fuck down. I'll get you home, and fix that scratch for you."

"Right! Probably with magic," the brunette bit out. "Well, screw you! I'll get home on my own. I don't need the help of some magic-addicted junkie bitch for that!" With these words the teenager turned around and walked away in a huff.

Clenching her hands into fists, Willow didn't move and desperately tried to push down the anger she was feeling.

Despite her heated words, Dawn was secretly hoping that Willow would run after her and apologize. After her encounter with that demon, she wasn't feeling up to walking home all alone. Glancing back across her shoulder, she noticed that the redhead made no move to stop her. For a moment she considered swallowing her pride and asking Willow to take her home, but she quickly dismissed that thought. Instead she decided to hurl one last insult at the witch before trying to make it home on her own. "I'm glad Tara finally decided to dump you! I always knew that she's too good for you!"

Ignoring the twinge her conscience was giving her, the teenager openly smirked at the look of hurt that appeared on Willow's face - it reminded her of the look Buffy would get whenever she accused the blonde of not caring enough for her because she wasn't the Slayer's real sister.

A second later, Dawn's smirk disappeared like snow in the sun when Willow glared at her with deep, black eyes.

"That's it!" the witch growled.

Letting out a little shriek, Dawn turned and ran away. She didn't get further than a couple of yards before she suddenly felt herself being pulled back towards the redhead.

Moments later she stood as frozen in front of the witch.

"Apologize!" Willow barked.

Swallowing her fear, Dawn stubbornly shook her head. She knew that she was wrong saying those things to Willow, but she felt too damn angry to admit it. Besides, apologizing just isn't her style.

"I said apologize!" Willow bit out again.

Taking a deep breath, Dawn spit into the witch's face. Instantly regretting her actions, she stared at the bit of spittle dripping down the redhead's anger-flushed face.

Bringing her hand to her face, Willow wiped off Dawn's saliva and glared at it. When her eyes turned back to Dawn they were pitch black again.

"Thank you," Willow said with a twisted smile on her face.

Before she could respond, Dawn suddenly felt her clothes being ripped off her by invisible hands. Horrified, she stared down at her exposed body: she was completely naked except for her shoes and a very small pair of panties.

"My! Aren't you a naughty girl, Dawnie," Willow exclaimed with delight. "Lousy timing for not wearing a bra... or good timing... depends on your poof vof view I guess." The witch giggledn shn she saw the teen's cheeks turn red. "And is that one of Buffy's thongs you're wearing?"

"Fuck you, you twisted bitch!" a red-faced Dawn called out. "Buffy's REALLY gonna kick your ass for THIS!"

"Hmmm, I don't think so," Willow said with a secretive little smile on her lips. "In any case, YOUR ass will be the first to receive some well-deserved punishment."

The teen's eyes grew big and she quickly brought her hands around to her scantly-clad bottom. "You can't be serious! Buffy's gonna--"

"Oh, put a sock in it, you little whiner!" Willow cut in. "Buffy this - Buffy that - don't you EVER have something to say that doesn't somehow involve Buffy?!"

"I SO talk about other stuff," Dawn said insulted. "Just ask Buf--"

The teen abruptly fell silent and glared sullenly at the smirking witch.

Now that she finally had some peace and quiet, Willow concentrated and mumbled a couple of words in Latin. As she finished her incantation, a straight-backed wooden chair with no armrests appeared.

With a satisfied smile, the hacker sat down and beckoned Dawn closer. "Now lay yourself across my lap, brat. It's time for a good, old-fashioned, bare-bottomed spanking."

"NO FREAKING WAY!!!" Dawn defiantly called out.

Willow narrowed her eyes and shot the insolent teen a menacing glare. "If I have to make you, and you know I can, then I'm gonna use a strap on your naughty little ass - your choice, Dawnie."

The young brunette gnawed on her bottom lip while quickly assessing her options - which seemed to be few. Even without her magic, Willow could probably easily overpower her. And there's no one around to help her against the mentally derailed witch. Calling for help isn't really an option either, because in Sunnydale that usually tends to attract unwanted attention from vampires, or other inhabitants of the town's supernatural community.

Resigned, she stepped forward and draped herself across the red's 's lap.

"That's a good girl," Willow purred while staring down at Dawn's invitingly uplifted bare butt-cheeks, separated by the thin material of the black thong she's wearing.

After a full minute of gazing down at the teenager's perfect ass, Willow raised her right hand - ready to give lil' Dawnie a taste of what happens when you piss off an angry Wicca - when she happened to glance at the young teen's face, and noticed the gash on her cheek that the demon's claw had left behind. It was still bleeding a little.

She hesitated for a moment before lowering her hand again. "Sit up for a moment, Dawn," she said while patting the teen's tush, "and I'll do something about that cut on your cheek."

Dawn gazed back across her shoulder, obviously surprised at this unexpected bit of compassion from her out-of-control -former- friend.

Somewhat hesitant, she sat up and straddled Willow's lap while facing her. A blush crept across her cheeks as she became aware how sexual this new position was.

Sure, lying draped across the lesbian witch's lap - almost completely naked - could be considered pretty sexual as well... but now she's suddenly facing Willow - her bare boobs practically pressing against the redhead's chest and her bare butt supported by the hacker's warm hand.

Her blush grew brighter when she noticed Willow staring down at her exposed breasts - the cool air in the alley made her pink nipples stand up at attention, which didn't go unnoticed by Willow, judging from the look of lust in the redhead's eyes.

'Wow... Willow really wants me - in, like, a SEXUAL way,' Dawn thought amazed. She had gotten used to being seen by all the Scoobies as "Buffy's little sister" - a non-sexual entity that needed to be protected against the big, bad world - and no amount of tight, sexy clothing to show off her budding teenaged body ever seemed to change that.

But now Willow's looking at her in a way that left little doubt to what the redhead's thinking.

Willow wanted her - BADLY.

She felt both scared and exited by this latest revelation.


After taking her sweet time to inspect Dawnie's ample-sized titties (making sure this lovely image would be forever burned into her memory) Willow lifted her right hand to the teenager's damaged cheek and began casting the "healing touch" spell.

Willow frowned when she noticed how much effort it took to heal such a shallow wound. Even though white magic was never her forte, she should be able to pull off a simple spell like this with ease. It suddenly occurred to her that Tara would've had little difficulty healing Dawnie's cut. This thought made her frown deepen. For some reason, the blonde witch has always been much better at these kinda spells, even though Willow's without a doubt the most powerful witch.

Putting all distractions out of her mind, Willow concentrated fully on healing the cut... She sighed in relief when the wound at long last closed, making lil' Dawnie's cheek look as good as new.

'Finally! It's about freakin' time!'

She softly stroked her fingers across Dawn's unblemished cheek and shot the teenager a wicked smile. 'And now comes the really good part...'

"Time for your punishment, Dawnie," she cheerfully announced.

Dawn's face fell. The tentative hope that had risen inside her while Willow healed the cut on her face was instantly squashed by the witch's words.

"Listen, Willow," she said imploringly, "can't we just forget about everyth--"

Her words were halted by the hacker's index finger pressing softly against her lips.

"Hush, Dawnie," Willow cut in. "It's a little too late for excuses now... Besides, you've been getting away with murder for more then a year now, so it's high time you receive a bit of discipline."

A guilty expression crossed Dawn's face as she thought back about the lousy way she treated her mom and Buffy after she found out that some monks made up her entire past and she wasn't actually related to her sister and mother.

Suddenly unable to meet Willow's eyes, she stared down. And when the hacker then ordered her to "assume the position" she laid herself across the redhead's lap without any protest.

Moments later, she felt Willow's hand stroking her backside.

"That's a good girl," the witch purred. "Now tell me, Dawnie... when your mom spanked you... did she bare your little butt first, or spank you on top of your panties?"

Dawn felt her face burn at this unexpected and very embarrassing question. "H-how did you know...?"

"That your mommy spanked you?" Willow finished with a smirk. "Buffy once confided in me during a sleepover that whenever she gets really outta line - like going out while being grounded - Joyce would treat her to a bare bottom spanking. And I figured that the same would probably apply to you."

Dawn suddenly found herself thinking back to the last bare bottomed spanking she received, which happened long before both mom and Buffy died. Before the whole "key" thing, when she still thought of herself as a normal teenaged girl - or at least as normal as anyone who lives in Sunnydale and has a sister who's a Slayer, could be.

She'd been caught reading her sister's diary. Buffy had been thoroughly pissed off, and it was only a matter of seconds before the blonde's angry shouts brought their mother running into the room.

~~~~~

"What's going on here?!"

"I caught the little twerp reading my diary AGAIN," Buffy called out exasperated while waving her diary in the air as evidence of my heinous crime.

"Don't call your sister names, Buffy," Mom absently said before turning her attention to me. "Is this true, Dawnie?"

Lowering my eyes, I nodded shamefully.

"Right! That's it." I could hear from mom's tone of voice that she's really ticked off at me. "I've told you numerous times NOT to touch your sister's stuff, which is a pretty reasonable request - you wouldn't like it if Buffy went through YOUR things, now would you?"

I wasn't sure if that's rhetorically or not, so I shook my head no just to be sure.

"But that hasn't stopped you from repeatedly sneaking into Buffy's room, reading her diary and invading her privacy," mom went on. "Since you're unwilling to listen to reason, I guess stronger measures are called for..."

At this point, I could pretty much guess what her next words were gonna be so I braced myself.

"I'm afraid you're in for a very thorough, bare-bottomed spanking, Dawnie."

"YES!!!"

Mom gave my annoyingly triumphant sister a disapproving look, "Pipe down, Buffy." then turned her attention back to me. "Dawn, please remove all your clothes in preparation for your punishment."

Despite having expected this, I shivered slightly and felt a familiar tingle rise up in my lower tummy. Almost unconsciously, my hands drifted to my backside to cover mom's soon-to-be target.

Glancing up, I noticed both mom and Buffy staring at me. Mom had a slight smile on her lips and Buffy a full-fledged smirk. Big sis was really enjoying this.

Pulling myself together, I turned my eyes to mom. "Should I go to my room or yours," I softly questioned.

Mom cocked an eyebrow. "Neither, I want you to strip here. Since you won't respect B's 's privacy, there's no reason she should respect yours."

My eyes grew big. "But Mo-o-om!!"

"No buts, Dawnie. I think having Buffy watch your spanking will be a good lesson for you."

Buffy's smirk grew even bigger, and after checking to see if mom's watching her, she quickly stuck out her tongue at me.

After shooting a nasty glare at Buffy, I turned to mom and gave her my most sorrowful puppy-dog-eyed look - something which hardly ever failed to break her resolve and get me some leniency.

Not this time, though... Mom just narrowed her eyes and issued me a stern look.

"Off with those clothes, Dawnie."

*sigh* "Yes, mommy."

Pouting at my misfortune (why the hell did Buffy come home early instead of spending the entire day at Willow's, like she's supposed to), I kicked off my shoes and undid the buttons on my jeans. Glancing up, I noticed both mom and Buffy watching me intently. Taking a deep breath, I pushed down my jeans and pulled them off, leaving me standing there in the middle of the room wearing only my socks, a cute pink sweater that left most of my belly bare, and my favourite pair of panties, which were actually kinda small for me (but because I liked them so much, I kept on wearing them).

When Buffy caught sight of my panties she started to giggle. Scowling at the bottle-blonde menace, I hurriedly put my hands in front of my panties. They're white with a cute little fluffy kitten on the front. But because the panties were too small, some of the cloth was pulled into my butt crack and pussy slit - so part of the pussy was actually IN my pussy. Guess Buffy found that very amusing... great sense of humour, my sister.

I stood there with my hands covering my panties for almost an entire minute before mom told me to "drop 'em and take 'em off".

Biting my bottom lip, I looked at Buffy (who looked like she's having the time of her life) and then tried another pleading look at mom. "Oh, mom, can't I just for once--"

"No." Mom wa lit little time dashing my hopes at being allowed to keep the tiny bit of protection and modesty that my panties provided. "I'm sorry, sweetie. But all spankings are received in the nude - that's part of the punishment."

Gulping nervously, I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my panties and slowly drew them down, exposing my hairless slit to my mother and sister's eyes. I could just *feel* their eyes on me... Having to let them see my bald little pussy, felt apart from humiliating also a bit exciting.

Feeling a sudden burst of courage, I stepped out of my panties and let them fall to the floor. Straightening up, I quickly pulled off my sweater, baring my braless breasts.

I noticed my loving family was watching my disrobing with great interest, their stares surreptitiously moving across my naked body.

Oh, well... I didn't really mind their looks. Despite some awkwardness I felt at standing completely naked in front of my mother and big sister, it also gave me this... fluttery feeling in my lower tummy that felt really good.

Besides, I LOVE being the centre of attention. So I decided to really give them something to look at...

Smiling sweetly, I planted my feet a good distance apart, arched my back, and casually rested my hands on my hips. I saw their eyes grow big as they took in my naked pose. They looked so stunned that I almost started laughing.

I suddenly noticed that I wasn't actually *completely* naked... I was still wearing my little white socks.

"Is this okay, mommy, or should I take off my socks as well?"

"No, this is fine, sweetie," mom absently said.

"Aren't you going to spank me, mommy?" I innocently asked when nothing happened for several long minutes.

Mom blinked a couple of times and then seemed to collect herself.

"Uh... yes..." Pulling out Buffy's desk chair, she sat down. "Come here, Dawnie," she told me while patting her lap, "and assume the position."

Walking over to her, I took another deep breath and lay down across her lap, shifting back and forth until I was comfortable (or at least as comfortable as I can be when I'm about to get a spanking). Glancing back across my shoulder, I saw Buffy staring at my bare behind. Since my butt was pointing practically straight at her, she had a first-class view of my upcoming spanking. Seeing my look, she shot me a smug little grin.

Yeah, it's obvious that she's thoroughly enjoying this.

Buffy can be sooo infuriating... Well, just wait until it's HER turn again for a naked over-the-knee session with mom, then it'll be MY turn to gloat.

SMACK!!!

Mom's hand landing on my bare bottom made me forget all about Buffy, and the ensuing spanking ensured that I wouldn't be thinking about anything much for the next 5-10 minutes.

By the time mom was finished with me, my buttocks were practically glowing. Wow... when mom told me she's gonna give me a "very thorough, bare-bottomed spanking", she wasn't kidding around!

Even though my spanking was over, I stayed across mom's lap while her hand tenderly stroked my painful backside and she comforted me. Mom's gentle ministrations quickly put an end to my sniffling and made me feel a whole lot better. I suppose I could've gotten up, but I was enjoying her tender touch too much to be in any great hurry to leave her lap, so I remained in position until mom eventually ended our "session" by sitting me up on her lap.

"Feeling better now, sweetie?" she questioned with a smile.

"Yes, mommy," I answered demurely.

"Good, because you punishment isn't over yet."

"What?!" I heard myself squeak.

Mom looked down at me with a sympathetic, yet unyielding expression on her face. "Sorry, honey, but it's Buffy who's privacy has been invaded, and I think she's entitled to some retribution."

"You don't mean..."

Turning my head, I could see Buffy's eyes lit up at mom's words. She right away sat up on the bed and planted her feet on the floor. A big grin appeared on her face as she pointed at me and then patted her lap.

"Another spanking," mom finished, "only this time from Buffy."

"But mo-o-om!! That isn't fair!"

"I believe it is."

"But my butt is already hurting like hell!" I protested.

"No cussing, Dawnie," mom scolded me, "and another spanking won't kill you."

"A spanking from Buffy will! Like, Slayer-strength, remember?"

"Buffy knows not to really hurt you, Dawn. You sister loves you, despite all your many arguments."

I opened my mouth to say something, but not really knowing what to say I closed it again, and then turned to look at Buffy. She was smiling at me, but it wasn't that annoying smug little smile from before... This smile was more kind, and... loving.

Suddenly, I felt ashamed at having snooped around in Buffy's stuff and reading her diary.

I stared down at the floor for a long moment. When I looked up again, I'd made up my mind: I was going to take my just punishment without any further arguments. Getting to my feet, I walked over to Buffy and - without any hesitation - lay down across her lap, making sure that my bottom was positioned at just the right angle to present the perfect target for Buffy's hand.

Breathlessly, I waited for the first spank to come crashing down on my sore butt. Nothing happened, though, and I looked back across my shoulder to see what's keeping her.

I was surprised to see Buffy staring down at my red backside, looking kinda hesitant. Weird, I woulda thought that she'd jump at the chance to wallop my butt.

Just when you think you know someone...

Well, it is kinda cute that she's uncertain about spanking me. I'd like to think that I would act the same if our roles were reversed... But let's be honest here: if it really would've been the other way around then my hand would be getting sore right now from spanking Buffy's behind.

Maybe she needs a little incentive, to let her know that I don't mind another spanking.

"I've been a bad girl, Buffy," I meekly told her. "I shouldn't have read your diary and I deserve to be punished, I know that now... Please give me a good, hard spanking to teach me to be good girl from now on."

Buffy looked surprised at first, but then grinned and gave me a little wink. "Okay, Dawnie... here goes."

SMACK!!!

Willow's hand landing on Dawn's backside interrupted her daydreaming.

"Still waiting here, Dawnie... Did Joyce spank your bare butt, or did she let you keep your panties on?"

Suspecting that the witch already knew the answer, Dawn didn't bother to lie. "Mom always made me get naked for a spanking."

A satisfied grin crossed Willow's lips. "Then I guess we should honour that tradition..."

Grabbing the waistline of Dawnie's thong, she yanked the flimsy fabric down the teenager's long legs and then completely off, before throwing it to the other side of the alley.

"Hey!! That was totally uncalled for!" Dawn protested. "It's not like that thong provided any protection for my butt."

"Sorry, sweetie," Willow smirked while gazing down at the totally nude teenager draped across her lap, "but rules are rules."

Dawn muttered something under her breath that sounded a lot like "bitch".

"What's that, Dawnie?"

"Oh, nothing."

Willow decided to ignore Dawn's whispering and instead focussed her attention on the brunette's unblemished, and very inviting-looking, butt. Licking her lips, she slowly lowered her hand to a round, alabaster cheek and stroked the firm, yet supple flesh.

"Ready for your spanking, Dawnie?" she inquired after taking a minute to fully explore her target.

"I guess so," the surly teenager mumbled.

SMACKK!!!! "Ouch!!"

"I didn't quite catch that, Dawnie."

"Um... I said: yes, ma'am."

"That's better," Willow grinned. "Now let's give your cute little bottom a good warming up."

SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACK!!! ... SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACKK!!!!

"Oh!!"

SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACK!!! SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACKK!!!! ... SMACK!!! SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!!

"Owww!!!"

Lucky for Dawn, Willow's earlier anger towards her had mostly dissipated by now, and been replaced with feelings of lust once the teenager was stripped naked. So instead of getting the severe punishment that Willow initially came up with, she got a relatively mild spanking instead.

SMACK! SMACKMACKMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK! SMACK!! ... SMACK!!

Of course this didn't mean that Willow was doing a second-rate job in spanking her - the redheaded witch was definitely a zealous spanker.

SMACK!!! SMACK! SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACK!!! ... SMACK!!! ... SMACK! ... SMACK!! ... SMACK!!! SMACK!!! ... SMACK! SMACKK!!!!

"Owwww!!!!"

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"This is something that your sister should have done ages ago, you little brat!"

SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!!

'Actually, she pretty much did...'

~~~~~

SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! ... SMACK!! SMACK!! ... SMACKK!!!! SMACCKK!!!!!

"Oww!! Oh!! Owwww!!!!"

I felt my buttocks clench while I waited for the next spank to fall, but my punishment finally seemed to be over.

Despite having asked for - and wanting - this spanking, a sigh of relief escaped my lips.

I know Buffy took it easy on me, but "easy" for her is still pretty hard for us ordinary mortals... and, combined with the spanking that mom already gave me, my butt felt like it was on fire.

Another sigh escaped me when I felt Buffy's hand gently touching my backside.

"You've taken your punishment well, Dawnie," she told me while stroking my painful buttocks. "I'm proud of you."

"So am I, honey," mom said.

I felt a surge of pride at their words. "T-Thanks," I shyly responded, still sniffling a little as I climbed off Buffy's lap. "I'm s-sorry for b-being such a brat."

"Hey! Remember, once you've been punished, all's forgiven, Dawn," mom reminded me with a gentle smile.

"Thanks, mommy," I said relieved.

Turning to Buffy, I gave her a tentative smile. "Are YOU still angry with me, Buffy?"

"Of course not, Dawnie."

Smiling brightly, my big sister pulled me in for a hug which I cheerfully returned.

"See, everything's okay now, sweetie," mom told me as she got up and walked over to us. "Your punishment is over, and I'm sure you've learned an important lesson about respecting other people's privacy."

"Oh, you can count on that, mom."

The moment Buffy and I ended our embrace, we both turned to mom and held out our arms. She laughed and drew us both in for a group hug.

Mmmm, I love these moments so much that it's almost worth not being able to sit for a while.

"So... how about we all go downstairs and I'll make us my patented triple-chocolate mommy-milkshake," mom suggested.

Buffy and I both loved that idea. Mom simply makes the best milkshakes.

Releasing the hug (much too soon to my taste), mom stepped back and started picking up my discarded clothes from the floor.

Looking at me with a gleam in her eyes, she asked, "I take it you're not in the mood to be wearing pants right now, Dawnie?"

I instinctively rubbed my sore bottom. "Um... pants - or even panties - would be a big NO-NO at this point."

Mom and Buffy both grinned.

"Buffy, why don't you check your closet for a nightie or a long shirt that Dawnie can wear downstairs. I'll go put these in the dirty clothes hamper."

"Sure, mom," Buffy readily responded. She winked at me and then stepped to her closet to find me something to wear.

I, meanwhile, decided to use Buffy's full length bedroom mirror to inspect the damage done to my hindquarters. Bending over with my ass pointing at the mirror, I twisted my head sideways trying to get a good look.

I gasped out loud when I noticed that my entire butt was a bright red - it practically seemed to glow!

Mom choose that exact moment to walk back into the room and started giggling when she saw what I was doing. Buffy turned around to see what's going on and started laughing as well.

I ignored their snickering and wiggled my backside back and forth while craning my neck to try and see every angle of my poor punished posterior.

"Wow... you really let me have it, Sis," I grunted while stroking my tender tush. "My butt looks like I won't be able to sit down for an entire week."

"Well, I can't take *all* the credit," Buffy smiled. "Mom did a bang-up job at laying the groundwork."

They both giggled again, and after a moment I joined in.

Okay, so maybe it is kinda funny (though it's probably a lot funnier from *their* end of things, cause *my* end was still feeling kinda sore).

"Here, sweetie, I brought you some lotion," mom said while handing me a small bottle. "Rubbing some of this on your bottom should help sooth the pain."

"Thanks, mommy," I chirped.

Looking at the lotion bottle, and then at mom, a better idea suddenly occurred to me. "Could you put it on for me please?"

Mom cocked an eyebrow at my request, and then gave me this kinda inquisitive look. I gazed back at her with an expression of wide-eyed innocence on my face (it had taken a LOT of hours practicing before the mirror till I got that look down right!).

After about five seconds of staring at each other, mom started to smile and finally shrugged. "Sure, honey. If you like me to do it for you then I will."

She took the lotion back from me, sat down on Buffy's bed, and invitingly patted her lap. "Okay... Assume the position *again* Dawnie," she grinned.

I grinned back and quickly lay myself across her lap - this time feeling a lot less apprehensive then before. Buffy, meanwhile, finally seemed to have picked out something for me to wear; she sat down beside us, watching with an amused look on her face as mom squirted a generous amount of lotion on each of my buttocks.

The soothing sensation of mom's soft hand rubbing the cool lotion all over my bruised behind, made me moan with delight.

"Ohhhhh! That feels soooo good."

"Sound like she likes it, mom," Buffy giggled.

"Well, so do you, sweetie," Mom snickered. "I recall you being pretty vocal yourself whenever I rubbed lotion on *your* freshly-spanked butt."

Buffy feebly protested that she was nowhere near as loud as me. I basically stopped listening at that point, focussing solely on the warm, comforting feeling of safety and belonging I felt while lying naked across my mommy's lap as she gently tended to my sore buttocks.

"Dawnie! Wake up, sweetie."

Opening my eyes, I blinked a couple of times as my eyes got used to the bright light in Buffy's room. Whoa! I must have drifted off... Feeling a bit dizzy and disoriented from sleep, I raised my head and sat up. Mom and Buffy were both smiling at me.

"You've been across my lap for almost half an hour, honey," mom told me. "I need to get started on dinner soon, so if you still want that chocolate shake then we need to make them now."

"'kay, mommy," I yawned.

Somewhat reluctantly, I climbed off mom's lap and Buffy handed me a t-shirt. Looking it over, it seemed a little small to me - definitely not one of those huge shirts that Buffy sometimes sleeps in. When I put it on, I noticed that it barely covered my bottom and my pussy. And I felt pretty sure that when I walk around in this - or sit down - I'll be flashing my bald slit to whoever is around.

Mom was thinking the exact same thing, judging from her frown. "Is that the best you could do, Buffy?" she sceptically asked, giving my sis a suspicious look. "This doesn't cover a whole lot, and it's also see-through!" Mom pointed at my tits. "Look, you can clearly see Dawnie's nipples."

"Really?" Buffy squinted her eyes a bit and got closer until her face was only inchesy fry from my chest. "Oh, right. Now I see! Gosh, I hadn't noticed that before," she told mom, looking like the very model of innocence. "Well, I suppose I could look for something else, though most of my shirts are in the laundry, but is it really such a big deal that Dawnie's "outfit" is a bit revealing?" Buffy questioned while giving my shirt a little tug. "I mean, it's not like we're expecting company, and *we* have already seen Dawnie naked."

"I suppose..." mom hesitantly said. "Are you okay with this, Dawn, or do you prefer to put something else on?"

"It's fine by me," I said, looking down at the t-shirt and shrugging. "I don't really mind."

I was actually kinda enjoying myself. It felt naughty and exciting - walking around in a small t-shirt with my privates on display. It reminded me of the few times that I dared myself to walk naked through the house. Of course, I'd been alone then, so this was a lot more daring... and exciting!

But I wasn't about to tell my mom and my sister this - instead I pretended like it was too much of a bother to change.

So wearing only the too small t-shirt that Buffy picked out for me, I followed mom out of Buffy's bedroom, downstairs, and to the kitchen - with my smirking big sister walking close behind me. I felt pretty certain that Buffy picked out this too small see-through shirt on purpose, and my suspicions were confirmed while heading down the stairs. I suddenly felt a slight draft on my back, and when I turned my head I saw that Buffy's index finger was holding up the back of my t-shirt, exposing my bare butt!

I shot her a glare and quickly pulled my shirt down to cover myself. Buffy just giggled and shot me a wink. Then, after having checked if mom's watching her, whispered "Nice ass, little sis," into my ear, making me blush. Despite being embarrassed (and being bare-assed), I was secretly thrilled by my beautiful sister's compliment - no matter how improper it seemed.

Most of tvenivening was filled with these kinda part-playful, part-sexual little moments between Buffy and me. She was constantly coming up with new ways to make me expose myself. Like she suddenly felt the need to start fixing things around the house; these being the kinda chores that she'd spent the entire year ignoring, and which all needed someone - namely me! - to assist her by holding something up (for which I had to stretch, lifting the hem of my shirt all the way up my belly). Buffy even managed to find a few chores for which I had to bend over, or crawl around on the floor (Oops! I accidentally tipped over the box with screws... you won't mind getting down and collecting them for me, would you, Dawnie?).

But I enjoyed showing off my body, and especially all the attention I was getting from my big sister, so I simply played along: obediently performing all the tasks that she gave me while pretending to be totally oblivious of how exposing (and sometimes downright pornographic) the poses were that Buffy put me in.

To my surprise it appeared that even Buffy's imagination is limited when it comes to finding chores which she can use to put me into pussy & ass flashing poses. Unable to think of anything else, we eventually ended up watching TV together.

For once, I wasn't really interested in TV. Flashing my bare butt & pussy at my sister got me pretty hot, and I was eager to continue our little game.

Luckily, TV showed me the way... an airing of WrestleMania helped me recall that we play-wrestled a lot when we were younger. And this seemed like the perfect time to revive that tradition.

I quickly came up with a plan to get things started, and a quick sideway glance confirmed that Buffy was totally unsuspecting. Shouting "WRESTLEMANIA!!!" I dived on top of her and started tickling her all over.

Buffy let out a surprised squeal and fell on the floor with me op oop of her. Next thing I know, we're both rolling around on the thick plush carpet in front of the couch and Buffy starts tickling me back. I tried putting up a brave fight, using my extensive knowledge of my big sister's most ticklish spots, but didn't really stand a chance against Buffy's superior strength & speed. In less than a minute, she had me pinned beneath her and skilfully tickled my naked body. This had me trashing wildly on the carpet, laughing hysterically while trying to swat her hands away (with little success 'cause she moves lighting fast). At that point, cheating seemed like the thing to do, so I drew my legs up and tried to push her away with my feet. Bad move. After my first attempt, Buffy simply tickled my feet and swatted my bare ass whenever I raised my legs.

Then, suddenly, I found myself upside down, legs flailing in the air, making a spectacle of myself while Buffy beat a steady tattoo on my butt.

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! "Ouch!" SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!! "Owww!!"

Okay, so this was getting to be a bit more then I'd bargained for.

Time for plan B: calling my mommy for help. Surprisingly, mom hadn't said a single word so far about our impromptu re-enactment of WrestleMania - just like she hadn't commented on the whole "Home-Improvement for Exhibitionists" thing we did earlier. Instead, she'd calmly picked up the fallen remote and started flipping through channels.

"Mo-o-om!!!" I whined loudly to get her attention. "Buffy's spanking my ass again! Tell her to stop it."

"Uh-uh, I'm not getting involved," she replied, and then briefly turned her attention away from the artsy program she's watching to shoot me a stern look. "Besides, *you* started this, Dawnie."

My eyes turned big and darted back and forth between mom and Buffy, who got this big grin on her face after hearing mom's words, which basically meant that I was at her mercy.

"Uh... Buffy?" I squeaked. And that's about as far as I got before my sister, using a quick and sneaky move, pulled my t-shirt up over my head, simultaneously blocking my view and causing my arms to become entangled. Not only was I now completely helpless, but as an added bonus my titties were now on full display together with my pussy and ass. I felt my nipples stiffening as the air-conditioned air blew over them. Unable to see anything, I breathlessly waited for Buffy's next move.

I didn't have to wait long: First, I heard my sister's distinctive giggle, and right after that I felt her fingers tickle my titties. I loudly expelled the breath I was holding but remained still otherwise as her exploring digits played across my stiff nipples. Wow! I know Buffy can be pretty daring, but this? I can't believe she's actually playing with my tits right in front of mom! This is all soooo kinky. I certainly didn't see this coming when I got up this morning.

And speaking of "coming"... Buffy's fingers were having a strong - and very embarrassing - effect on me. My little pink nipples became rock-hard and my bald pussy went from being a little moist to soaking wet. And I was pretty sure that with the revealing position I'm in, my aroused state was clearly visible to my mother and sister.

My face turned beet red beneath my shirt as I pictured Buffy and mom staring straight at my open & aroused cunt... I squirmed in embarrassment, but at the same time, this mental image turned me on even more.

Buffy giggled again and gave my hard nipples a couple of quick pinches before turning her attention back to my nether regions. She spanked my ass a bit more, occasionally pausing to rub my red globes. During these rubbings, her fingers sometimes drifted to my pussy where they - oh so innocently - brushed across my swollen labia-lips and painfully hard clit, making me shudder with pleasure.

Dizzy with lust, I'd stopped struggling by now, making no further effort to cover my exposed boobs or hide my aroused pussy from my family members. Instead, I obediently key ley legs spread wide-apart and allowed Buffy to touch me everywhere and place me into any position she wanted. I could hear from my sister's heavy breathing that she's as aroused as I am.

Even though I couldn't see, I knew mom must still be in the room watchin, bu, but this didn't seem to stop Buffy, or even caused her to hold back. If anything, it seemed that mom's presence edged her on, made her more daring. Like, she put me through a series of provocative poses, all designed to show off my naked charms to the fullest, and none of this brought a single word of disapproval from mom. Not even when she'd openly copped a feel.

Buffy's exploring fingers brought me to the brink of orgasm and held me there for what seemed like forever. When my big sister finally decided to make me cum, she made a real show out of it. First, she lifted me to my feet and turned me around so I was facing away from where mom was sitting. With my shirt still holding my arms and covering my head, she made me bend down and spread my legs at the same time until my forearms were resting flat on the floor, which put me in this kinda half-standing/half-kneeling position with my legs spread as far apart as they could go and my bare ass pointing straight at the ceiling.

Even after all the depraved things we'd already done together in mom's presence, I was still kinda shocked when Buffy put her hands on my ass and pulled my buttocks apart, fully exposing both my asshole and pussy to their eyes. I could just picture Buffy shooting mom a cheeky grin while holding my ass open. The thought of both of them staring right into my two most intimate places sends a surge of lust to my exposed pussy that practically turned my legs to jelly. Using her catlike reflexes, Buffy put an arm around my waist, keeping me upright. She giggled again and swatted my ass a couple of times, not using much force but hard enough to sting, and followed up with a gentle petting of my red butt-cheeks. Then it happened... her hand slowly slid lower until her fingers were suddenly stroking my soaked pussy.

I came the moment she touched me there, which I'm sure didn't go unnoticed with all the loud moaning and shaking I did... Buffy didn't even pause, she just kept on stroking my dripping slot, and within moments I reached another orgasm. Her fingers sliding inside my slit and finger-fucking me made me cum again less then a minute later. Then her other hand started playing with my clit and I came so many times I lost count...

The way Buffy made me feel was way beyond anything I'd ever experienced before - this was so much better then my own clumsy masturbation efforts that it couldn't even compare.

When I came to my senses, the first thing I noticed was that my arms were no longer entangled in my t-shirt, mainly 'cause the shirt was entirely gone. Buffy must have pulled it off me, or maybe I took it off myself. Anyhow, I was once again naked, and the t-shirt was nowhere in sight. The second thing I noticed was that I was sitting comfortably on Buffy's lap with her arms around me.

Mom was sitting beside us smilsmiled when she saw that I was once again aware of my surroundings.

"How are you feeling, sweetie?"

"Pretty great, mom," I giggled, feeling giddy from the buzz leftover from my multiple orgasms.

"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," Buffy noted while petting my hair. "It WAS great. You should've seen yourself, Dawnie: humping your naked ass in the air while screaming, "Fuck me, Buffy! Fuck me!" before coming so hard that you squirted your juices all over my hand."

"I didn't do that!" I replied red-faced.

"Did too," Buffy snickered.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!!"

"Did--"

"Buffy, stop teasing Dawn," Mom interrupted our bickering.

"Sorry, mom," Buffy said.

"I didn't mean to make you self-conscious, squirt," she told me, looking contrite, "I actually loved how you got all passionate and vocal..."

Buffy planted a tiny kiss on my nose and gazed into my eyes. "Just tell me how I can make it up to you, squirt."

"You could start by not calling me squirt," I replied, shooting back a dirty look.

"Oops, sorry," she said, smiling sheepishly. "Anything else I can do to make you feel better, Dawnie?"

"Well... I can think of a couple of things..." I said in a meaningful voice while smiling slyly.

"Got it!" Buffy grinned while cupping my breasts in her hands and lightly squeezing them. "Let me show you exactly how sorry I am..."

Mom rolled her eyes and got up. "I think I can see where this is going... I'll just mosey on to the kitchen and get me a bucket of cold water."

Buffy and I both giggled as mom left.

The remainder of the evening was spend lounging on Buffy's lap watching TV... Being safely snuggled in my sibling's strong arms gave me this soothing feeling of wellbeing and closeness to my big sister.

Afterwards I couldn't really recall what we watched, since I spend the entire time in a continual state of bliss. Kept that way by Buffy's talented fingers stroking my nude form while we watched TV. It felt so deliciously wicked, sitting totally naked on my sister's lap with my legs spread wide, granting her full access to my pussy and tits. That we were doing this in the living room, with our mother watchis a s a lot of the time, made it even better.

Apart from being incredibly aroused, I also felt wonderfully safe & sheltered and I fell asleep on Buffy's lap. The next morning when I woke up, I was in my bed, and if I hadn't been naked then I probably would've considered last night nothing more than a dream - a strange, intense erotic dream - since Mom and Buffy both acted like nothing was out of the ordinary. In fact, apart from the several spanking-related "jokes" Buffy cracked at my expense, nobody said *anything* about that day. And in the days that followed, Buffy didn't even try to see me naked or feel me up.

This all made me wonder if I hadn't imagined the whole thing... I didn't really feel like asking Buffy if she'd played with my pussy lately. That seemed a tad awkward - especially if I DID imagine it. So, instead, I followed my family's example and pretended nothing happened (that always works well in Sunnydale) ... and who knows, maybe nothing did. As months went by I hardly thought about it anymore, except when I was lying in my bed, playing with myself, then sometimes I'd close my eyes and pretend that it's Buffy who's touching me.

Basically, the only major thing that changed after "double-spanking Dawn day" was mom's new policy that Buffy's allowed to spank me whenever she feels I deserved it. And my sister, of course, took full advantage of this new rule: I spend a lot of time lying naked across Buffy's lap, getting my ass tanned by her. I wouldn't have minded so much, if only she would've fingered me to an orgasm afterwards, but unfortunately she never did.


Dawn was so caught up in thinking about the spankings she received from Buffy that she only gradually became aware that her current spanking had stopped. The next thing she noticed is that her little trip down memory lane combined with the real life, buck-naked spanking Willow had just given her, had made her incredibly horny. Still feeling somewhat dazed, she absently wondered if Willow had spotted the telltale signs of moisture that were coating her nether lips. 'As a practising lesbian, Willow must have some skill when it comes to detecting these kinda things.'

A moment later, Dawn felt the witch's right hand make renewed contact with her punished posterior and tentatively stroke her burning buttocks. A soft moan escaped her lips and she squirmed with arousal.

'Mmmm! I think this means her gaydar finally picked up on something.'

Dawn breathlessly waited for Willow's hand to reach the hot & needy spot between her legs, but every time the hacker's fingers neared that special place they quickly moved away again.

Tired of waiting, the teenager slowly moved her legs apart until she was certain that Willow's getting a good eyeful of her wet & aroused slit. Then, with a catlike smile, Dawn arched her back a bit - a move that seductively raised her firm round ass.

'Okay... If this doesn't get my point across, nothing will - except perhaps for an engraved invitation to play with my pussy.'

Dawn was saved a trip to the printers because Willow got the teen's unspoken invitation loud and clear. For a long moment, the redheaded witch stared spellbound at the juicy young cunt being so blatantly offered to her. Then, shaking off her trance-like state, she smoothly slid her hand down the brunette's round bottom to claim the ultimate price: Dawnie's sweet little pussy.

She cupped the young girl's mons and gently stroked the swollen labia-lips. Thrilled by the wetness she encountered, Willow slid a finger in-between the moist lips and sawed it back and forth, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Dawn. She stared tfixefixed at her fingers fondling the brunette's hot box - hardly able to believe that she's actually touching the holiest of holy - the very thing that's always been taboo among the Scoobies - Buffy's beautiful, little-Lolita-sister's cunt.

Licking her lips, she slowly pushed her finger inside the teen's hot hole. A groan of lust escaped her when she felt the velvety walls of Dawnie's cunt envelop her finger. When she pulled the single digit back out again, Willow noticed that it was actually difficult to retract her finger from the vacuum-like hold of Dawn's virgin hole. The teenager's incredible tightness turned her on even more. After licking Dawnie's pussy-juices from her finger, taking the time to savour the brunette's unique flavour, she thrust her spit-soaked finger back inside and quickly got a steady finger-fucking rhythm going in the teen's tight twat. Panting with lust, Willow excitedly watched her finger slide in-and-out Dawnie's little pink hole.

'Damn! What I wouldn't give to be allowed to fuck Dawnie with Mr. Cocky Fantastico... I'll bet that a long session with my favourite strap-on dildo would be just what this sweet little slut needs. Just look at her... she's dripping juices like a leaky faucet!'

With some effort, Willow inserted a second finger inside the teenager's tight tunnel and started finger-fucking her faster while using her free hand to fondle Dawnie's dangling tits.

"Ügh! Ugh! YES!! Fuck me, Willow!" Dawn panted breathlessly, "Give it to me!! ... Ugh! Ugh! Oh, YEAH!!! Play with my titties and finger-fuck my virgin cunt - HARD!! ... HARDER!!! God, YES!!! I'm cummingggggg!!!!"

While Dawnie blissfully rode out her orgasm, Willow moved her hand from the brunette's boobs to her clit and rolled the stiff little button between her thumb and forefinger, giving it a few light pinches.

Dawn let out a shrill shriek and came again, bucking and thrashing wildly on the redhead's lap.

Smiling down at the loudly panting teen, Willow finger-fucked her a while longer before pulling out and letting her hands roam freely across the beautiful brunette's naked body. Even though -admittedly- she'd enjoyed everything she had done tonight with Dawn: stripping her, spanking her AND finger-fucking her, Willow knew that she'd overstepped her boundaries in a major way. Yes, Dawnie had acted like a spoiled bitch and said some really hurtful things - but that didn't give her the right to punish the teen, especially not the way she'd done. She also knew that if Buffy ever found out about this, their friendship would most likely be finished forever, and she'd probably get a thorough ass-kicking as a goodbye present from the fiercely protective Slayer.

Come to think of it: it would take quite a bit of effort to hide this from Buffy, and probably also quite a bit of magic. If she couldn't coce Dce Dawn to keep quiet about this then she'd have to attempt another memory-erase spell to wipe tonight's events from Dawn's mind. This worried her, since she hadn't had a lot of luck with memory-erase spells lately. In fact, she'd only ever done two so far, and both of them bombed - big time!

Looking down at the sweaty, naked, beautiful teenager on her lap, Willow sighed morosely. If she does -somehow- manage to get away with this, then she swears to herself that she'll never take advantage of Dawnie ever again - no matter how seductive it may be to repeat this.

So, realizing that this was probably her last chance to get a feel of Dawnie's naked charms, Willow wanted to take full advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Reaching down, she fondled the teen's titties again, tweaking the hard, pink nipples. After playing with Dawn's boobs, Willow moved one hand to the brunette's butt and the other to her pussy, and then gently started spanking Dawn's red behind while diddling her dripping slot. It took only a few minutes of this to make her come again for a third time.

Exhausted by her multiple orgasms, Dawn hung limply across Willow's lap. After copping a couple of final feels, Willow let the teen rest for a while.

Once Dawn had recuperated, Willow helped the brunette sit upright on her lap and gave her a quick once-over followed by a guilty little smile.

"So... um... how are ya feeling, Dawnie?"

Dawn looked surprised at first by Willow's timid question before it dawned on her that the redhead was probably feeling guilty by now, as well as being afraid of Buffy's wrath. A tiny smirk crossed her lips.

"Well, I'm not exactly sure how *I* feel, but my ass is feeling pretty sore."

Pouting adorably, the brunette reached back and rubbed her buttocks.

Willow sighed. "I'm sorry, Dawnie... I shouldn't have lost my temper, and I... shouldn't have done... those things with you. It was wrong of me and I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me."

"Hmm, I don't know..."

"Please, Dawnie?" Willow pleaded, "I'll promise I'll make it up to you somehow."

"You will?" Dawn questioned in an innocenne one of voice.

"Yes! Anyway I can," Willow eagerly replied.

"Good!" Dawn brightly smiled. "Cause I just thought of a way you can earn my forgiveness."

"Really?" Willow asked somewhat suspicious, sounding a lot less enthusiastic then before. "How's that?"

Still smiling brightly, Dawn stood up and motioned for Willow to do the same. She pointe the the empty chair. "Can you conjure up a very soft pillow on the seat?"

"Uh... yes?"

"Okay, then do it."

Willow shot the teen a questioning look, then shrugged. Using a simple summoning spell she made the requested item appear on the wooden seat of the chair.

"Satisfied?"

Dawn carefully sat down and shifted around a couple of times before nodding.

"Okay, now what?" Willow asked.

"Now you drop your pants and bend over my knee," Dawn said in a commanding voice.

"What?!"

"You heard me," Dawn sternly replied. "If you want me to forgive you, then you'll do exactly what I say... and if you refuse... I'm gonna tell Buffy what you did."

Willow grew pale and gulped. "If I do what you say," she weakly asked, "then you're not going to tell Buffy about any of this?"

Dawn nodded and smiled. "It'll just be our little secret."

A moment of silence passed before Willow slowly nodded her head and reached down to unbutton her pants. After giving the gleeful watching teen an unfathomable look, she pushed the pants down to her ankles, revealing the red-lace panties she's wearing.

"Panties as well," Dawn ordered.

Already half-expecting this order to come, Willow quickly obeyed. Hooking her thumbs in the waistline of her panties, she drew them down her legs until they'dned ned her trousers. When she straightened, she saw Dawn staring at her pubic hair.

"Guess this means you're a real redhead," Dawn smirked.

Willow rolled her eyes - eyes which instantly grew wide when she unexpectedly felt a hand between her legs, stroking her bush.

"Mmmm, soft," Dawn declared while petting the redhead's pubes. "And wet," she added after pushing a finger inside the hacker's pussy.

Willow looked down disbelievingly at the - not so innocent - teenager casually fingering her vagina while looking like she's performing some kind of science experiment at school.

Dawn added another finger and rhythmically moved them in-and-out while using her thumb to softly graze the witch's hard clit.

"Yeah... VERY wet..." Dawn stated while nonchalantly finger-fucking Willow's sopping cunt. "You're a horny little witch, aren't ya, Willow?"

Swallowing her pride, Willow nodded in agreement. "Y-yes, I am."

"And I'll bet that you'd like me to play with your dripping dyke-pussy until you've cummed REALLY hard," Dawn questioned while shoving a third finger inside the redhead's tight tunnel.

The witch gasped loudly. "Oh!!! Yes!"

"Mmm tho thought so..." Dawn nodded thoughtfully. "What a depraved little slut you are, Willow... First stripping me naked, spanking me and playing with my naked jailbait body, and now soliciting *me* - an innocent minor - to finger-fuck your nasty cunt. Tsk! It's obvious that you totally deserve the severe bare-butt spanking you're gonna get from me."

Willow groaned. Dawnie's combination of acting innocent and talking dirty was without a doubt the biggest turn-on ever! She felt like she couldn't take much more of this without exploding from pent-up arousal, and was therefore hugely disappointed when Dawnie abruptly withdrew her hand before she could cum.

"Noooo!!" Willow called out, practically whimpering with need. "PLEASE don't stop now, Dawnie!"

"Hmm," Dawn innocently batted her eyelashes at the frustrated witch. "I guess you *really* need to cum?"

"YES!!!"

"Tough," the teen smirked. "Get over my knee; it's time for your spanking."

"But--"

"No buts," Dawn sternly cut her off, "except your naked butt across my lap - NOW!!"

Giving Dawn a despondent look, Willow slowly laid herself across the teenager's lap.

"That's a good girl," Dawn cooed while stroking the redhead's - soon to be equally red - behind.

Willow made a wry grimace as she recognized Dawn's words to be the exact same ones she used earlier when *she* was about to do the spanking. Her wry expression turned to a slightly more painful one when the first spank landed on her right butt-cheek.

SMACKK!!!! "OH!!"

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! "Ouch!!"

SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! "Owww!!!"

'Damn! Lil Dawnie packs quite a wallop.'

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!

Delighted by being the one doing the spanking for a change, Dawn really let Willow have it. She enthusiastically smacked the hacker's behind until both buttocks turned a bright-red and her hand began to hurt. After delivering some of the hardest spanks she was capable of, Dawn reluctantly ended the spanking.

While listening to the quiet sobs ng fng from Willow, she petted the witch's ass and studied the thorough job she'd done. The teenager felt an immense satisfaction while inspecting her work.

'Wow, that was fun!'

It thrilled her to know that she could actually make Willow cry.

'You don't look so tough now, Ms. Wonder Wicca...'

Still staring in fascination at Willow's red butt, Dawn suddenly noticed that the hacker had spread her legs as far as they could go with her pants still looped around her ankles, clearly hoping that Dawn would give her aroused pussy some much-needed attention. Dawn moved her hand halfway there before suddenly changing her mind.

'Wait-a-freakin'-minute... Why should I reward her with an orgasm after she's been such a bitch to me? First she makes me wait for hours in that magic rat-hole after promising to take me to a movie. Then I get assaulted by some damn demon that says Willow summoned him. And after that she rips my clothes off and spanks my ass just because I yelled at her... Okay, so maybe I was a bit harsh, but damnit! She had it coming for all that she'd put me through!'

Dawn glared down at the partially-naked witch. 'You know what: I don't care how badly she needs to cum - let her suffer.'

Ignoring Willow's transparent hint to play with her pussy and needy whimpering, Dawn helped the redhead to her feet.

Looking frustrated and disappointed, Willow rubbed her painful behind while looking dejectedly at the naked brunette.

Dawn noticed that Willow wasn't in any big hurry to pull her pants (or even her panties) up, and cover herself. She also noticed that Willow was staring at her topless tits again and shot the redhead a tiny smile.

"You really like my titties, don't ya, Will?" she cooed seductively while stroking her fingers across her still hard nipples.

Willow looked up surprised and actually blushed a bit.

"I noticed that you couldn't keep your hands off of them when I was lying across your lap." Dawn casually noted while playfully cupping both her breasts and pinching her nipples. "Oh! Mmmm!! They're very sensitive," she added with a throaty whisper, like she was passing on a huge secret.

Momentarily unable - and unwilling - to tear her eyes away from the teenager's tits, the hacker swallowed nervously.

"Of course, you also seemed quite fond of playing with my pussy," the brunette thoughtfully said.

Flashing the Wicca a catlike smile, Dawn drew up her legs and planted her feet on each side of the chair's wooden seat. With her legs spread wide like this, Willow could look straight into the teenager's twat - something that was made even easier when, out of the blue, Dawn reached down and pulled her labia-lips apart, revealing the pink insides of her virgin pussy.

"So it was kinda hard to tell which you preferred," Dawn finished while looking back and forth between her round pink-tipped boobs and her widely-opened cunt.

Staring spellbound at young teen's lewd display, Willow hands unconsciously drifted to her highly-aroused pussy where her fingers quickly found her dripping hole and her rock-hard clit. Dawn noticed the witch's reaction and grinned.

"Do you think I've got a pretty pussy, Willow?" she asked with a little girl's voice.

The redhead nodded breathlessly.

"Would you like to lick it?" Dawn went on in her normal voice while staring into Willow's captivated green eyes, "I'll bet you would... I'll bet you'd love to stick your tongue deep inside my virgin cunt, and lap up all my juices like a thirsty bitch."

Without breaking eye-contact, Dawn stuck a finger inside her pink pussy-hole and started to finger herself.

"I'm still a virgin, you know," Dawn declared in a slightly breathless voice, "Never been fucked before."

With a loud groan, Willow stuffed three fingers in her twat and started frantically finger-fucking herself.

"Sure, I've had fingers in my cunt, which you, of course, are well aware of," the brunette continued conversationally, "but I've never had a proper fucking with a nice big cock, or," Dawn flashed the transfixed hacker a roguish smile, "with a nice big strap-on dildo."

"Ohhhh, Fuck!" Willow grunted; her fingers a blur as they speedily slid in and out of her slit.

"As a matter of fact... I'm kinda curious to find out what it's like... to be good and properly fucked, I mean," Dawn crudely clarified. "Hmmm... Maybe you would like to be the first to fuck my tight little cunt, Willow?"

Frantically frigging herself, the witch still managed to nod eagerly. "Oh, God, YES!!"

"Well, forget it! Buffy would kill you if you did." With that, Dawn quickly closed her legs and leaped to her feet while shooting the befuddled redhead a cheeky grin.

Hearing "Buffy" and "kill you" said in the same sentence was a big mood-killer at this point, so once again Willow's orgasm eluded her. Almost crying from frustration, the Wicca withdrew her hands from her slit while glaring at the annoyingly perky brunette.

'That little clit-tease!'

Realizing that her much-needed orgasm would probably have to wait until she's back at the Summers' house and lying in her bed, Willow let out a resigned sigh and pulled her panties and pants back up.

"So... are we okay now?" she questioned while buttoning her pants.

"Yes, well... almost."

"Almost?" Willow repeated, issuing the brunette a suspicious look.

"There IS still the small matter of my missing clothes," Dawn dryly reminded the witch while indicating her naked body. "So if you could work your magic to make them reappear, then I can get dressed, and we can finally head home."

Willow nodded thoughtfully. Gazing at the brunette's nude body, a tiny smile formed on her lips while a wicked little plan took shape in her mind. Still feeling kinda anxious about her best friend finding out, she a, ", "And Buffy?"

"Never has to know what happened this evening," Dawn answered.