Dawn’s Birthday Present

Dawn’s Birthday Present (2/5)



Author: IMTCWAY.



Rating: Adult (Really!)



Warnings: This story contains lots of spanking. If you don’t like that, don’t start reading. In later chapters, there is a description of sexual acts between two close family members (if you’ve made a guess you’ve probably guessed correctly!) If that grosses you out, its probably better not to start reading, although there’s none in this chapter. Finally, the first four parts are almost exclusively Fem Slash while the final part is mainly het. You have been warned.



Pairings: Dawn and Willow both get plenty. Others do as well, but you’ll have to read on to discover what combinations are formed.



Summary: My `plots' are really just ways to get Willow's backside between its dates with destiny. But she will have company – eventually.

I'd like to know if you like it, but only if you're a fan of the genre – if you're not, leave it alone.



Kennedy stared at the spectacle in disbelief. Arriving back at the Summer's house from the slayers’ away day, she had opened the door to be confronted with two naked girls having very noisy sex. And one of them was her girlfriend, Willow. Unbelievably, the other was Buffy's little sister, Dawn, whose eighteenth birthday they had returned home to celebrate. Over the last year, Kennedy had come to realise that she and Willow were very different; had little in common. It seemed very unlikely to her that they would have a permanent future together. However, she was proud and possessive, and never one to forgive a slight. And here she could see her girlfriend betraying her - before her very eyes. And, she realised with horror, before the eyes of all her friends. Everyone she knew was watching Kennedy's supposedly girlfriend, making love to another woman. Even in those first moments as she glared at the two naked women, she knew this was not to be tolerated.



"What the fuck is happening here". There was real anger in that voice. Willow was still bent over the sofa, her bare, very red ass visible to the whole room, her mouth open, unable to think of anything to say. The dark haired slayer strode forward, grabbed her errant girlfriend by the arm and yanked her to her feet. Bending down to examined the badly treated buttocks she grabbed hold of a large chunk of flesh and pinched viciously. Willow screamed in agony. Kennedy then started to spank the girl herself at the same time, as she berated her, punctuating each word with a slap. "What” SPANK “the” SPANK “fuck” SPANK “do” SPANK “you” SPANK “think” SPANK “you” SPANK “are” SPANK “fucking” SPANK “playing” SPANK “at” SPANK". Willow of course, shrieked at each of these additional blows to her already painful backside. Meanwhile Dawn, having recovered quickly from the shock, was pulling on her clothes. Buffy stood over her saying nothing but looking on in amazement, as if she'd never seen her sister before.



"Kennedy, I... I... can explain." Willow sobbed but the slayer was having none of it. "You're” SPANK “a” SPANK “fucking” SPANK “little” SPANK “slut” SPANK “aren't” SPANK “you” SPANK." Willow was now weeping her head off and could get no words out. Even in this state she realised she was naked in front of all her friends, including Xander, and when she caught sight of her discarded robe, she reached out a hand towards it. Kennedy had other ideas, and still holding the girl’s arm, she pulled her to the other side of the room, where the slayers were standing. Addressing the shocked group, she pushed the naked redhead towards them. "Did you all see? See what this little fucking slut was doing? The fucking slut that was supposed to be my girlfriend!" They nodded their heads. There was really nothing else they could do, although a number of them were quietly enjoying the sight of the beautiful redhead that they had lusted after, completely and wonderfully naked in front of their eyes.



"Kennedy". Buffy spoke from Dawn's side, where she was still standing. "I know she's done wrong, but that's Willow. You know, Willow. She is my best friend. I can't...".

"I'm sorry Buffy" interrupted the younger slayer "but Willow has shamed me in front of all the other slayers. I can't just let that pass." Pulling the naked redhead round to face her, she glared at her intensely. "Well?"

"I... I... I'm really sorry Kennedy. It just h… happened. D... Dawn wanted a b... birthday present and...". She stammered to a halt. Words would just not come. Everyone in the room was staring at her, at her naked body. She was so embarrassed, so ashamed. "I'm so so sorry Kennedy, so sorry, so sorry" she sobbed, "so sorry, so sorry...". Head tilted down, tears streaming from her pretty green eyes - she was a pitiful sight.

"SORRY, SORRY, that just isn't good enough. Don't you realise the other slayers are going to be looking at me now and saying there is Kennedy she couldn't even keep a girlfriend - lost her to a pathetic little girl still at high school? "



"Hey" Dawn tried to protest, but Buffy tapped her arm knowing this was not the time. There was silence for a time, broken only by the sound of Willow sobbing.

Eventually the redhead tried again. "I'm really sorry Ken".

"Like I said before that is just not good enough.” She stopped and thought for several moments. “I need, what do you call it, my pound of flesh. I need to see that you have suffered for what you put me through, doesn’t that seem reasonable to you?" Willow nodded dumbly, sniffing although still unaware of where this was going. Kennedy now dragged Willow around so that her rear end was facing the assembled slayers. There was a gasp as they took in the colour of her buttocks for the first time. "I take it Dawn has been spanking you?" Again Willow sniffed and nodded. "Did you like it, did it turn you on?" there was a note of incredulity in Kennedy's voice at this. Once again the nude girl nodded her head. Kennedy at last let go of her arm and moved to rejoin the main body of slayers. "I think you need to be punished Willow. Don’t you agree?" The brunette had suddenly remembered that the sobbing hacker was also a very powerful witch, who, if she chose to resist, would do so very effectively. But there was no resistance in Willow. She raised and lowered her head, slowly but repeatedly, in agreement. "And you will accept whatever punishment I say?" More reluctant agreement. Kennedy looked over to where Dawn and Buffy were standing - the only people standing apart from the group. "Well, I don't think we can blame Dawn too much for this. She is only eighteen and was clearly seduced by this slutty older girl. What perverted means Willow used to get Buffy's little sister to spank her I can't imagine, but she can be very persuasive. Anyway, it's Dawn’s birthday today and we're here to celebrate, so celebrate we will. We are not going to let any two timing little tart stand in the way of that.



The brunette slayer paused and glared at the older girl, who again tried to cover herself, only to discover she didn’t have enough hands. “I might have spanked you as a punishment, but it seems you would like that! Clearly you don’t like everyone seeing you like this, so that will be your punishment.” Bending down to pick up the discarded robe, she continued “You’re already wearing your birthday suit. Well now you think you need a suit for Dawn's birthday party and I'm thinking you're already wearing it! I'm thinking you'll stay wearing it and nothing else all evening. And just in case you were thinking of going to bed early, I'll tell you when you can leave the party. Until then you stay right here, just like that! Mingle, mingle, mingle. Ok, lets party”



For a few seconds no one moved, then Xander reluctantly dragged his eyes away from Willow's exposed tits - where they had been locked since entering the room - and went into the kitchen to open a bottle of wine. This broke the spell and conversations broke out between the slayers, discussing the amazing event they had just witnessed. The now broken redhead looked aghast at her former lover. “Please Kennedy, not that. Let me have my robe.” "Not a chance”. The slayer stopped as a thought struck her, and she raised her voice so the whole room could hear. “Just so it's clear, it won't worry me if people touch your slutty bare body, in fact I think you should let them. Wherever they want. That should make you happy; a slut like you would enjoy that". This last was accompanied by a laugh as she went to get a glass of wine from herself. Willow stood there in a state of shock. She did not consider resisting. In some respects she was very strong - a powerful witch who had once trounced Buffy herself one-on-one during her ‘black hair’ period, she was brave and a tireless champion. But Willow had little self-respect and a huge capacity for guilt. At times she could stand up for herself very strongly, but needed to psych herself up for many hours beforehand. Otherwise she had a tendency to meekly accept other people's evaluation of herself. Now, although she knew she was not as guilty as it seemed, the guilt that was there was enough to condemn her in her own eyes. It was almost a relief that someone would charge her with that guilt and punish her for it. Almost. She stood there sobbing.



Although everyone had heard Kennedy give the green light for ‘naughty touching’ no one took open advantage. After all, not only was Willow their friend, she was also a master of the magics whose past deeds included gruesome murder. However much they lusted after her the thought of a future black haired Wicca wreaking revenge was enough to cause anyone to think twice. Naturally this did not stop ‘accidental’ touches, which seemed particularly frequent, especially when Xander was behind her - he seemed particularly clumsy today, although strangely reluctant to look his ‘best friend’ in the face. Several of the girls came up and asked her if her bottom was sore (steering well clear of the question of how it got like that in the first place). This gave them the excuse to examine it in detail and even to rub a finger gently over the skin as they made sympathetic noises. Faith of course, was not so reticent. “Well Red, guess that name applies to your ass as well as your hair!” she smirked, although treating herself to several eyefuls. Dawn was the other exception to this. She touched everything she could and at every opportunity, showing no shame. The redhead did not know how to deal with this. She knew her relationship with Kennedy was over and that Dawn wanted her. And it was now clear that Dawn would give her what she had craved for so long - regular spankings. But that, if it was to happen, was in the future. This was the period of her punishment, her time for making amends. Her solution was to try to spend most of the evening talking to Buffy, believing, correctly as it turned out, that Dawn would behave in front of her sister. She also believed that her best friend would have no interest in touching her or in staring at her tits. In this she was not quite so correct although Buffy, clearly embarrassed by Willow’s nudity, hid it well.



"Did Dawn really spank you?" Buffy asked suddenly, a look of awe appearing in her eyes.

"Er…well…Yes, she did" her friend admitted reluctantly "although she did ask if she could".

"Really!" The slayer threw an odd glance at her sister who was talking to Vi on the other side of the room. “Dawnie actually asked if she could spank you?"

"Yes, erm… she asked for it as her … birthday present".

"Her birthday present!!! What’s wrong with shoes?” Then, after a long pause “Do you think it turned her on, spanking you like that?"

"This is embarrassing Buffy. You know I don't like talking about... you know what.” Again there was silence as Buffy’s eyes seemed to seem into her humiliated friend. Eventually Willow broke. “Yes I think it turned her on. I know it turned her on. It certainly turned me on".

"Really!" Buffy’s tongue slowly caressed her top lip, clearly interested – in something! The redhead only nodded, she was getting good at that. The slayer persisted. "You really liked being put over Dawnie's knee and having your ass spanked? Wow!" Willow steeled herself and looked into the slayer’s eyes "Buffy, it was the most intense experience of my life!" The blonde held her gaze for several seconds, with a look of what could have been excitement in her eyes, before finally, and with seeming reluctance, changing the subject.



It was just before midnight. Three of the slayers had gone off on patrol (volunteers – they were not really party animals) and the rest of the group was pretty drunk. “Happy Birthday” had been sung several times and Dawn was very much ‘under the influence’. Of course the novelty of a naked Willow amongst them had not worn off – how could it? As the drink flowed, the ‘naughty touching’ became more blatant. Vi started to open caress the older redhead’s butt cheeks while making slurred expressions of sympathy and Cho Anh, who now spoke passable English, joined her friend in the exploration. Willow tried to extricate herself, but the two slayers were having none of it, and soon three more had joined them, making free with the humiliated hacker girl’s body. Even when the victim burst into tears they kept on until Buffy came over and put a stop to it. There was no time for thanks as this was the moment when Kennedy spoke, shouting to make herself heard above the drunken conversations.

“Quiet a moment. PLEASE. Thank You. Now there are just a few minutes left of Dawnie’s big day, and we’ve given her presents and sung songs but there’s one tradition we’ve missed.”

Vi called out (had she been coached?) “Birthday Spanking!”

“Quite right. Now I think its only proper that we put that omission right.” Wild cheers in the room. Everyone was cheering except Buffy, Dawn (whose mouth was agape), Willow, Xander (who wanted to cheer, but didn’t dare) and xxx who was passed out.



“Spank her. Spank her.” The chant started with Faith and was quickly taken up by the rest. “Spank her. Spank her”. Faith grabbed the birthday girl by the arm and led her, protesting, to the sofa.

“Guys, Guys, no please. I don’t think…” She never finished the sentence as she was upended and stretched across Faith’s lap. “Please. No. OWWW”. This last as the dark slayer’s hand came into hard contact with the back of Dawnie jeans.

“Faith, wait”. Buffy stepped forward and for a moment the birthday girl thought she was saved. “Faith, remember, don’t use your slayer strength.” Now the blonde knew the role her sister had played in Willow’s humiliation, she thought a little punishment was in order, so had no intention of intervening. “and just eighteen each, we’ll count them to make sure. That was one”.

“Noooooooooooo” Dawn was horrified that her sister was allowing, even encouraging this. Spanking she had always fantasised about, but giving not receiving. “Please OWWW”.

“Two”.





Actually it wasn’t too bad. They weren’t spanking her hard – nowhere near as hard as she had spanked Willow – and her jeans provided some padding – although being an eighteen year old girl with a great ass these were rather thin and very clingy. Most of them treated it like a great game although they all made comments comparing this with what she herself had done to the witch. Several suggested that she should drop her jeans and take it on the bare, like her friend, but she did ignored it and fortunately no-one tried to insist. Kennedy, of course, had spanked hard. The whole suggestion had really just been a way for her to get a little revenge on the otherwise inviolate senior slayer’s sister. Buffy supervised closely to ensure she did not abuse the situation further, but for number eighteen the brunette used her full strength and Dawnie screamed loudly, but even that pain soon passed. Xander’s turn was embarrassing but also a little funny. She was sure he was enjoying it and he let his hand rest on her ass between hits (not that he was the only one – she wondered if everyone in the house liked girls, except her sister of course) but with everyone watching he had to be on his best behaviour. Actually she was a little sorry not to get further attention. Mortified as well of course - humiliated like this in front of the guy she used to crush on – but still it would have been nice…



When Xander had delivered eighteen, Faith (who had appointed herself mistress of ceremonies) lifted up the squirming teen and announced “Willow’s turn”. Dawn stopped squirming. Suddenly she thought of lowering herself over the naked redhead’s bare legs and her heartbeat quickened. The wicca came forward reluctantly and gently lowered herself into the chair, the first time she had sat down since… She grimaced as her bare, bruised flesh touched the hard wood and wriggled, trying in vain to find comfort. She had always hated being the centre of attention but she seemed unable to avoid it today. Her heartbeat quickened also as the teen happily lowered herself over the naked lap. “Goddess, Dawnie has a fine ass” she thought, felt guilty then remembered that not only was the girl now eighteen, she was likely to be her next girlfriend. “What an ass. I wish I could take down her jeans, after all she spanked me bare. “ SLAP. “One”. She didn’t get as much thrill from being the spanker, not the way she had when Dawnie had reddened her own bottom, but she did from the intimate contact between them. There could be no doubt – she wanted the youngster. Dawn had also come to the same conclusion. She wished the roles had been reversed, but she knew she wanted her sister’s best friend and was confident she could have her.



Buffy had watched all this in turmoil. She’d never given much thought to spanking before today. It was something parents did to kids in olden days. The idea that it could be sexual, could be consensual, was completely new to her. And yet, now she had come across the idea, she was captivated by it. Her eyes had kept flicking quickly to Willow’s bottom all evening as if to prove to herself that the earlier events had taken place. As Willow delivered the last of her eighteen to Dawnie’s jeans seat, the senior slayer realised that it was now her turn – she was in fact the only one left. Why was she feeling so strange? She took her place, and after a quick embarrassed look at her big sister, Dawn lowered herself resignedly for the last of her spankings. Without preamble the blonde slapped her sibling’s ass. “One”. Dawn squirmed on her lap and suddenly, with a start, Buffy realised what she was feeling. She was envious. Jealous of her sister. She wished it her being spanked. Wished everyone was watching her receiving a hard, bare bottom spanking. Bare bottom? Buffy was shocked that she had thought that, thought any of it. Surely not? In a daze she completed her allotment.



At the end Dawn stood up, looked round and rubbed her bottom. Someone called out “Happy Birthday Dawnie” and everyone repeated this. Soon there was another chorus of “Happy Birthday to you” and Buffy hugged her sister. The clock struck midnight, and the no-longer birthday girl smiled. “Thanks everyone, that was the best birthday ever. And thanks for all the presents. I’m going to bed now, and I’m taking one of my presents – the very best – with me. I unwrapped it earlier, but now its time to enjoy it fully.” Saying that, she grabbed a blushing naked redhead by the arm and pulled her out of the room, to a chorus of cheers.