Dawn's Perfect Little Slayer

1. To those who’ve asked, this story is 95% femslash (couple of guys get a grope in, but that’s about it, certainly no penetration), and 90% Dawn\Faith (Dawn does allow a couple of other women to share her sub with her on occasion, but again that’s all).

2. This story will get nowhere near as punishing on Faith as the others. Some bondage, but very little sadism (it will be implied that Dawn possesses the means, but you won’t see it), just simple spanking\whippings like the first chapter at the most. However Faith will enjoy being punished and in fact provoke Dawn. There will be some humiliation though.

3. This is definitely more willing surrender than brain-washing.

4. Happy ending? No comment.

Thanks for everyone’s reviews and input, much appreciated.

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Faith gasped and gurgled as she awoke thrashing to the giggling teen who’d cut off her air supply by simply pinching her nose. “Now you’re awake,” the teen’s warm hand gently trailed down Faith’s satin-fleshed left tit, “I’m horny, get under the duvet and tongue fuck me like a dirty little whore servicing her Mistress, there’s a good girl.”

“Yes Ms. Summers,” Faith dived eagerly into the duvet’s welcoming warmth, the cotton quilt rubbing erotically on the Slayer’s naked frame as she took up position on her knees between the teen’s spread legs.

“Wait,” Dawn reached down, grabbed Faith under her chin and lifted her head towards her, “whose my bitch, Faith?”

“I am Ms. Summers,” Faith happily parroted, fervent in her desire to please the teen she’d submitted to.

“That’s a good girl.” The busty Bostonian’s heart blossomed at Dawn’s praise. “Now,” the naked teen released her grip on Faith’s chin, “what are you waiting for?”

“Uhhhh,” Dawn’s tight tushy rose off the sheets when Faith blew cold air on her sweltering sex, the teen’s trimly shaven hairs bristling happily in reply. “Uhhh,” Dawn writhed up and down the bed when Faith repeated the manoeuvre, “yes, ooooh, yesss.” Dawn panted as she ground her ass against the bed, sweat dripping onto the sheets when her nude slut began kissing and licking up and down her wettening nether lips, stroking but never penetrating her trembling folds. “Yes, yes,” a pleased thrill filled the newly-submissive Bostonian at Dawn’s moans, even as her hands glided up and down the teen’s tautly twitching thighs, “eat me you dirty little cunt.”

The east coast sexpot’s tongue glided into the younger girl’s quivering pleasure tunnel, sliding all around her warm tightness. “Oh yes!” Dawn panted as the curvy teen thrust her ass up and ground her pelvis into Faith’s happily receptive face, the Slayer licking eagerly at her neatly shaven slit. “Yes, oh you’re so good.” Faith alternated between teasing licks up and down the teen’s quivering labia and driving probes deep into her honey pot. “Uhhh, uhhh.” Her cunt-slippery tongue slid out of Dawn’s pleasure hole and up to graze the teen’s throbbing nubbin before abandoning any pretense at teasing to concentrate on driving her tongue in and out of the Sunnydaler’s clenching cunt. “Yessss, fuck me, yessss, uhhhhh, ohhhh.”

Dawn’s fingers clawed at the Slayer’s sable locks, pushing the supernatural warrior face-first onto the teen’s trembling twat. Faith enthusiastically sunk onto the teen’s crotch, took her jumping clit in her mouth and suckled happily on it, the sound of her slurping filling the air as she pushed two fingers into the teen’s tightening twat. “Yesss,” Dawn panted and whispered as she writhed and wriggled on the increasingly sweat-soaked sheets, “uhhhh, gaaaaaaaa, ahhhhhh.” Dawn’s back arched as Faith’s wet tongue slid over her swollen, shaking nubbin. “Ahhhh,” Dawn gasped, her hands clawing at the drenched sheets under her as the curvy Slayer twisted the two digits inside her cunny while continuing to nibble and suck on her clit. “Aaaaah, uhhhh. Gaaaa.” Dawn’s flexing thighs clamped around Faith’s head, sweat dripping off the teen and onto her, the dark-eyed teen’s musky scent filling the curvy Slayer’s nostrils. “Uhhh!” Dawn let out a soft cry when Faith’s teeth sunk into her clit and Faith pushed a third finger inside her and twisted it. “Uhhhh.” Dawn grunted as she came, her juices spilling out to smear Faith’s happily entrapped face.

For a few minutes Faith laid obediently between the moaning teen’s legs, meekly lapping at her sopping juices, enjoying her taste. “Up here baby.”

The moment Dawn whispered her order, Faith slinked up, grinding herself up the younger girl’s wet, sweat-slippery body until she was meekly laid in the younger girl’s arms, content and happy in her mistress’ embrace. “Okay,” Dawn whispered in Faith’s ear, “I want you to wipe my juices off your face and get dressed, because me and you are gonna go out and break into one of the recently abandoned houses for some alone time.”

* * *

Faith looked around the strangely deserted streets as the two girls cut through a school yard on the way to the main street that would normally be bustling with early-morning commuter traffic. Not today though, barely a car passed them by, and most of the businesses appeared to be closed, if not completely boarded up.

“Yo,” Faith felt she had to comment, “what happened to everyone?” Dawn glared at her. “Uh, Ms. Summers.”

Dawn’s face softened at her hasty addition of her mistress’ respectful title. “It’s the First, it’s been creeping people out for months, then just a few days ago it started into a full-scale evacuation, even of people who’ve been oblivious to the supernatural for their entire lives.” Dawn stopped and waved to someone across the street. “Hey, Kit! Whooo!” Dawn looked towards her as the other girl crossed towards them. “Kit’s in my class at Sunnydale.”

“Right.” Faith nodded and looked with interest at the pretty brunette crossing over who returned her look.

“Hi Dawn,” Kit beamed at her classmate before looking curiously at Faith, “is this a friend of your sis?”

“No,” Dawn reached over and ever so casually patted Faith on her head, “this is my house-trained girl.”

“Yeah, she looks house-trained.” Kit snorted. “Sure she is.”

“Oh, you don’t believe me?” Dawn grinned and looked towards Faith. “Strip.” Faith’s jaw dropped as she looked towards Dawn, unable to believe the order. Dawn’s lips thinned into a scowl as her eyes hardened. “I’m waiting.”

“Sorry, Ms. Summers.” Faith swallowed at the barely-contained fury in the teen’s voice. Crimson flamed in the Slayer’s high cheeks as she reached down and grabbed the hem of her gym shirt and pulled it over her head. Kit let out an aroused gasp as Faith’s rack sprang into view, the Slayer reaching behind herself to unhook her push-up, chill-hardened nipples springing out of the bra ahead of the rest of her rounded jugs, silken skin pimpling as the wind stroked them.

“Arms by your side.” Dawn snapped. Faith quickly obeyed, relived to see the teen’s smile had returned. “Wanna feel her up, Kit?” Kit looked amazed at Dawn who shrugged. “I don’t share her around, but you are my best friend, that grants you some privileges.”

“Sure!” Kit shook herself out of her frozen state, leaping forward to cup Faith’s ample chest. The busty Bostonian let out a low moan as the younger girls commanded her, Dawn watching hungrily on as her friend squeezed, pulled, and stroked her girl’s rounded rack, thumbs pushing and rubbing at the Slayer’s tingling nipples. “Oh god, this feels so good.”

“Doesn’t it?” Dawn agreed with a smile before looking at Faith. “Lose your pants.”

This time Faith obeyed without question, unbuttoning her skin-tight jeans and pulling them down until they pooled around her ankles. Her belly undulated when Kit’s hands moved unbidden down her slender flanks, black-painted nails scraping gently against the busty brunette’s flat belly. “Uhhhh.” Her full lips parted in a groan when the teen pushed her hand between Faith’s long legs, cupped her mons and squeezed. “Uhhh!” The teen laughed as she began rubbing her fingers and palm up and down the Slayer’s crotch. Faith was soon rocking back and forth on the hand, aroused sweat rolling down her shaking body.

“Sometimes,” Dawn’s soft voice broke into the roaring in Faith’s ears, “she’s a naughty girl, she has a rebellious nature you see and I have to discipline her. Why don’t you have a look at her ass?”

The east coast sexpot let out a frustrated moan when Kit pulled her hand away and walked around behind her to examine Faith’s still bruised and tender tushy. “Wow!” Faith let out a groan when Kit grabbed herself a pair of handfuls of rounded buns and squeezed hard, fingers digging deep into her still aching flesh then twisted them, hurt stinging through Faith’s battered butt. “You really know how to discipline her.”

“She needs it sometimes,” Dawn was clearly gloating in her friend’s admiration, “don’t you Faith?”

“Whatever you think best, Ms. Summers,” Faith agreed with a submissive nod.

“Get dressed.” Dawn clicked her fingers then looked towards her friend as Faith quickly obeyed, eager to have her humiliation over with. “Meet you at the Bronze tonight?”

“I don’t know.” Kit wrinkled her nose. “My dad doesn’t like me going out at the moment.”

“If you come, we could have some more fun with Faith,” Dawn wheedled. “Oh say you’ll come!”

“Sold!” Kit shot Faith a covetous look. “See you tonight Faith.”

“See if you can get Janice to come too,” Dawn suggested.

“I will.”

The moment Kit had crossed over, Dawn turned back to her, a storm swirling in her eyes. “When I tell you to do something, you do it! You’re mine now!”

“Sure, Ms. Summers.” It was Faith’s secretly held opinion that Dawn was taking this dom thing way too seriously, but she was having fun ceding control to a hottie, and besides, she really didn’t want Dawn’s sister to find out what was going on, so it looked like she didn’t have much choice in the matter, even if she did wanna change things. The reformed jailbird was definitely caught between her horniness and a hard place.

* * *

Hot water exploded out of the faucet as Faith and Dawn climbed into the walk-in shower of the luxurious mansion that Dawn had informed her had once belonged to the Kendall family. Apparently Buffy had gone to school with their daughter, but B had never been into sharing, so Faith really had no idea.

Faith moaned as Dawn put her arms around Faith’s naked shoulders and pulled her sub into a possessive, lip-crushing, tongue diving kiss, their wettening bodies rubbing together as Faith permitted the physically weaker yet domineering girl to pull her into an embrace as the hot water gushed over them. “Shower gel,” Dawn’s seductive whisper could be heard over the shower’s roar, “let’s get ourselves good and clean.”

The two girls’ hands slid sensually over each others’ slick, wet bodies, fingers dancing across undulating, quivering flesh, tracing intricate patterns as water and soap bubbles trickled down the naked brunettes’ curves. Suddenly Dawn shoved her up against the soaked tile wall, her lips still pressing against Faith’s, the Slayer submissively allowing her mistress to plunge her tongue into her mouth as the teen happily groped her bitch, squeezing her tits like they were rubber exercise balls. Faith’s back arched as the hot water slid soothingly down her toned body, wet flesh grinding against wet flesh. Dawn had one hand hovering over Faith’s tits, squeezing a soap-soaked sponge, the suds that sprang from it dribbling down the Slayer’s curved flesh, Dawn laughing softly as she rubbed at the older brunette’s rounded bosom. Faith bucked and moaned as Dawn teased her gleaming globes, nipples hardening as the younger girl nipped at them. Suddenly Dawn’s eyes met hers, a horny triumph gleaming in them. “Want you, now!”

Faith let out a gasp when Dawn grabbed her wrists and spun her around, forcing her face-first into the wall. Faith knew she had the power to end this in a second, but truly never wanted it to end, never wanted to lose the feeling of the teen temptress grinding her wet naked body against her, her hands gliding over Faith’s curvy body. “Uhhh,” Faith’s whisper was lost beneath the shower’s roar as the younger Summers slid her hands over her swelling bosom, then down her flanks, her belly undulating responsively at the slightest touch, and then grabbing her hips, pulling her away from the wall, and provocatively tilting her ass up, the water flowing over her curves like an erotic waterfall.

“Uhhh!” Faith threw her head back and squealed when Dawn knelt behind her and jammed her face fully into her pussy. “Ahhh!” Faith’s hips ground up and down as Dawn ate her out, tongue probing deep into her, the Slayer’s pussy twitching wildly and her throat drying with desire.

Faith moaned piteously when Dawn’s hands released her grip on Faith’s hips and pulled her face out of the gypsy-eyed Bostonian’s pussy. “On your back bitch,” Dawn’s husky whisper was audible over the shower. “If I eat you out, I get quid pro quo.”

Faith didn’t have a clue what sorta sexual position ‘quid pro quo’ was, but she knew an invitation to a sixty-nine when she heard one. In seconds the dark-eyed Bostonian was laid on the shower’s floor, the hot water still cascading over her, droplets bouncing as they hit her naked, nubile form.

Dawn devoured the alluring vision before her for a few seconds before unhooking the shower head and sitting squat on Faith’s face. The Slayer knew her job and started driving her tongue up and deep into Dawn’s water-sodden, soapy box, the teen happily grinding her crotch on Faith’s face.

“Uhhhh!” Faith’s back arched as the shower-head’s hot jets pulsed into her snatch. “Uhhh!”

“Back to work, Faith!” Dawn giggled and slapped her pussy. “Ohhhh,” the teen moaned as Faith’s tongue glided up and down her folds without penetrating her, “oooh, you good girl!” Encouraged by her top’s moans, Faith grazed her tongue over her clit, gently poking it. “Oh,” Dawn’s crotch bounced happily on Faith’s face, “you like clit play do you!”

“Uhhhh!” Faith let out a horny cry, her dripping buttocks lifting from the shower floor when the laughing teen directed the shower-head’s scorching water onto her clit, the sensitive nubbin dancing in reply. “Ahhhh!”

Dawn pulled teasingly back, choosing to shoot water onto the Slayer’s undulating abs while enjoying the Bostonian beauty’s enthused box-cleaning. Faith’s tongue thrust in and out as Dawn’s juices rolled down it and into her receptive, wide-open mouth, the teen’s neatly-shaven pussy quivering and clenching around her tongue. Dawn moaned deep in her throat and shivered as she allowed the shower-head’s pulsating jets to punch against her squirming sub’s clit, hot water running down her quivering labia. Faith’s arousal intensified when her teen mistress forced three fingers inside her, Faith’s breath growing irregularly staccato even as her tongue powered in and out of Dawn’s drenched cunny-hole, her fingers reaching up to rub against the teen’s pleasure-button.

“Uuuuuuh!” Faith’s scream flew up into the teen’s clenching tunnel, her voice’s vibrations setting off the teen’s climax, but Faith was barely aware of the juices gushing into and out of the sides of her mouth. “Uhhhhhhhhh!” Her twat clasped powerfully around the fingers violating her pleasure hole as her heart thumped and her ears roared, the vision of Dawn’s tight tushy just before her eyes replaced by a wild kaleidoscope of colours, swirls, and spots. “Uhhhhhh!” Breathing became an issue as rather than pull her fingers out, Dawn increased the ferocity of her digits’ pounding, upping to four fingers and pushing them back and forth faster and faster, no longer pulling them out all the way, just half way now, ensuring Faith had no respite. “Uhhhhhhh! Ahhhh! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Faith thrashed and spasmed, writhing helplessly, as Dawn sat on her face, the laughing beauty enjoying the climax she’d forced from her girl-friend, savouring how she’d trained the once rebellious Slayer to react to her. “Fuuuuuck!” Faith gasped and gurgled, hot water cascading all over her naked, slippery form.

“Faith,” Faith froze at her girl-friend\dom’s suddenly stern voice, “I’m going to climb off your face and you’re going to pass me your leather belt, stand, grab your ankles and bend over, and beg, BEG, me to punish you for showing me up in front of Kit before.”

“Yes Ms. Summers,” Faith nodded and rolled up onto her hands and knees the very moment Dawn climbed off her face. Hot water dripping onto the tiled floor, the curvy Slayer scurried, teardropped tits swaying and pert posterior wobbling, over to where they’d discarded their clothes, and hurriedly dragged her belt out of her before crawling over to a smug-looking, arms crossed Dawn waiting by the sink and passed her the belt. “Please Ms. Summers,” Faith said as she stood with her back facing the smirking teen, then bent over, took her ankles in her hands, folded herself in two, and peered up through her legs, wet mane splattering the tiles, “I’ve been such a bad girl, I need to be punished.” Faith shivered when the teen began experimentally lashing the air just above her dripping ass, the belt’s pistol-like crack filling her with a strange combination of anticipation and dread. “Please, I need to be taught a lesson for being such a bad girl.”

“Remember sweetie,” the fingers of Dawn’s free hand trailed teasing pattern’s in Faith’s dewey derrière, “you’re very grateful to be punished by me, so I want to hear your thanks while I’m punishing you.”

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! Water flew off Faith’s ass with each blow, Dawn laying the belt with malicious accuracy across both buttocks, Faith squealing with delighted pain. “OH YESSSS!” Faith screamed, her secret pain slut fully awakened by her new mistress, somehow she knew she’d never be the same again. “FUCCCCK! THANK YOU MISTRESS!”

“You’re welcome dear,” from her position looking up between her spread legs, Faith could see that Dawn’s cheeks glowed with aroused happiness, her free hand rubbing passionately at the teen’s neatly shaven crotch. Her occupied hand on the other hand….

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The belt cracked like shots from a Glock 9mm, each belt lash crashing into the curvy Slayer’s exposed underside, her slippery body shaking with erotic pain as the belt’s stinging retorts were drowned out by her aroused screams. “OHH THANK YOU!” she cried as she groaned and moaned. “THANK YOU MS. SUMMERS!” This was so much better than last night when she’d had to muffle her screams, now she could give full voice to her passion. “MORE PLEASEEEEE!”

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Four times down on her right cheek, each strike turning the flesh a still deeper red. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Four down on her left, water flying off the rounded buttock. “HARDER! HARDER!” Faith begged even as pain radiated through her tormented tushy. “BEAT THE EVIL OUTTA ME MS. SUMMERS!”

“That’s a whole lot of evil!” Dawn yelled as her arm swung back for another barrage of blows. “But I’m gonna try you worthless tramp!”

THWACK! WHACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Faith’s buttocks bounced and jiggled with every blow. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Dawn blistered the belt across Faith’s buttocks, hard leather biting deep into soft flesh. “Yes Ms. Summers!” Faith’s wails rang through the otherwise quiet house. “Whip your sub bitch!”

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Once again the allure of Faith’s underside was too much for Dawn to resist, the grinning teen, glorying in her domination of the older hottie, slicing every blow into the top of Faith’s hamstrings, water flying off her ass and legs with every blow. “OOOOOH! Thank you Ms. Summers!” Faith screamed herself hoarse as she watched, almost hypnotised by the belt’s back and forth swing as this teen took charge of her bitch and used her as roughly or as gently as she wished. “Beat my naughty ass some more!”

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Her butt bounced after every blow, welts added to those already deep into her tushy. “Oh yes!” Faith rocked back and forth with every blow, lost in a world of pleasure and pain. “Please, more Ms. Summers, teach me whose boss!” THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Three down the right jiggling buttock. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Three stingers sinking deep into her left ass cheek. “Fuck! FUCK!” Faith squealed and babbled. “Thank you, Ms. Summers! Thank you!”

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Dawn scarcely needed the encouragement to blaze six more blows across the Slayer’s bouncing bubble-butt, each blow rocking the once bombastic Bostonian with its ferocious impact. “YES! OH FUCK! WHIP YOUR NAUGHTY BITCH!” Faith implored in a scream as pain blazed deep into her ass. “GIVE IT TO ME GOOD MS. Summers!”

Faith was still screaming her thanks when Dawn dropped her belt and sat down on the bathroom’s cream-coloured lavatory. “Faith,” Dawn patted her lap, “come sit.”

Faith hurried over and very gingerly sat down on the teen’s lap, careful of her poor, punished posterior. “That’s right,” the teen’s arm snaked around Faith’s back and then the Slayer’s taut waist to pull her into her. “Good girl,” Dawn kissed the Slayer’s still wet shoulder, “you took your punishment very well.”

“Thank you Ms. Summers,” Faith simpered, heart warming at Dawn’s praise.

“I only do this for your own good,” Dawn lectured. “If you’re to be mine, you have to understand who is boss. And whose that?”

“You are,” Faith replied.

“And whose my obedient sub?” Dawn queried.

“I am,” Faith replied.

“And a very hot one at that,” Dawn kissed her shoulder again. “You’re going to have to get used to taking my orders and serving me exactly as I want aren’t you?”

“Yes Ms. Summers, you’re the boss.”

“Good girl,” Dawn hugged her closer. “I’m so excited to have you as my girl, I’m sure you’ll make a great sub, you’ll just need some training, work off those rebellious edges, that’s all.”

* * *

Dawn grabbed a hold of Faith’s elbow as they entered the Bronze just behind half a dozen of the Potentials. “I always liked watching you dance, you were so free,” the teen dom commented. “I want you to dance with the girls, but just the girls, until I get up to the toilet, then follow me in, okay?”

Faith nodded, slavishly eager to obey. Faith followed Kennedy, Rona, Caridad, and Vi onto the dance floor as a new song began. Her hips twitched left and right, in perfect tandem with the music, her long mane snapping from side to side as she ground her body against the other girls’ lithe bodies, their perspiration leaking onto her body and her sweat onto theirs. Faith ground her ass into crotch after crotch like an on-heat lap dancer, boobs bouncing in her barely-containing top, bee-stung lips parted in an erotic moan, muscles working in a sensual symphony. Faith threw her head back as she rubbed her body up and down Kennedy’s, the lesbian Potential’s full lips parting in a smirk as the Slayer wrapped her thighs around the Potential’s muscled leg and proceeded to dry-hump her. Rona took up position behind Faith, her boobs rubbing provocatively against Faith’s back as the other Potentials surrounded her, waiting their turn dancing with the notoriously wanton Faith.

Twenty minutes later, the sultry Slayer saw Dawn rise and nodded, hurriedly following her Mistress to the club’s rear.

* * *

Faith slinked into the toilets, Dawn leading the way, the club’s music muted by the distance and the toilet stinking as if it hadn’t been cleaned for a few days at least. “Hey,” Kit rose from her position leaning against the row of toilet sinks, multi-coloured graffiti adorning the walls. “Janice couldn’t make it, but I’ve,” Dawn giggled as the other teen walked up to Faith, grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her down into a lip-crushing kiss before pulling away, “been looking forward to this all day.”

Dawn glanced at and nodded towards the nearest cubicle. “In here.”

The toilets’ light flickered as they entered, Dawn sitting on the seat and pulling her denim mini up over her crotch, and pulling her underwear down. “Faith, get licking.” Dawn moaned as Faith obediently dropped to her knees on the dirty floor and between her spread legs, bent her head down, and got to work, happily lapping dog-like at her twat. “Kit,” Dawn cast a dreamy, heavy-lidded look at her friend, cheeks reddening slightly with arousal as she ran a hand through her lapping bitch’s full mane, “have fun.”

“Oh I will,” the other teen enthused. “My parents say we have to leave town tomorrow, so,” the teen ripped Faith’s blouse open, buttons flying carelessly everywhere in her haste to get at Faith’s goodies, “I intend to enjoy this.”

“Uhhh,” Dawn squirmed happily on the toilet seat as Faith’s tongue shot up into her pussy, sliding around in a circle, stroking her slicked walls, “that’s good!”

Meanwhile Kit was straddling the supernatural warrior from behind, her left hand yanking Faith’s push-up down and both hands grabbing Faith’s jugs. The teen was apparently obsessed with giving Faith’s rack one hell of a workout, slapping them until they bounced, then raking her fingers down them, squeezing Faith’s prime A titties like they were a couple of car horns, and finally tugging on them until they stretched out like cones, then laughingly releasing to watch them bounce back into their normal roundness. Suddenly Kit’s tongue was stroking her ear lobe, her breath hot against Faith’s face as she continued her enthused tit play. “I want those pants down.”

Faith unthinkingly obeyed, hands shooting to her belt and eagerly unfastening it, her mouth remaining fixed to the panting former Key’s box as she pulled her jeans down to her knees, teeth nibbling at the teen’s generous folds, every nip garnering her a low moan. “Good girl,” Kit bit at her ear as she slid her left hand down Faith’s slender flank. Faith shivered when the teen’s fingers traced a circle around her belly button then slid them down to rub like electricity against her folds.

“Oh yeah,” Dawn panted, the teen’s eyes almost closed, “touch her there, Kit, she likes it don’t you, Faith?”

Faith nodded, her breath quickening at the Sunnydaler’s touch, but didn’t pull away from slavishly kissing Dawn’s quivering labia. “Does she like this?” Kit giggled as she pushed a pair of fingers inside Faith while continuing to squeeze and otherwise play with her left tittie. Faith’s back arched, the muscles flexing when the teen’s thumb pressed against her clit.

Kit laughed as Faith forced herself to focus on licking at Dawn’s flexing pussy, tongue gliding up and down the quivering labia. The teen thrashed and groaned at her sub’s enthused ministrations, her long mane snapping wildly from side to side as she savoured having the once mighty Faith half-naked on a public toilet floor before her. “Faster, faster,” Dawn panted, both hands now gripping the sides of Faith’s head, holding her in place. “I want more! More!”

Rather than continue thrusting her fingers in and out of Faith, Kit pulled back. The teen decided to satisfy herself teasingly rubbing her fingers up and down the Slayer’s wobbling crotch, every touch pulsing pleasure through the enslaved brunette, every touch making her jerk as if electrocuted. Sweat beaded on Faith’s forehead as she struggled to focus on her cunnilingus duties, the teens’ pants filling the cramped cubicle, their mingled sweat and sex adding to the toilets’ already pungent ardour.

Faith’s tongue thrust in and out of Dawn’s pussy, every intrusion greeted with a gleeful sigh, Dawn grinding her wettening crotch against Faith’s face. At the same time Kit’s fingers began probing her pussy again, three rather than two fingers this time, her fingertips beating out a tantalising tattoo on Faith’s g-spot. Faith grunted, breath quickening as her arousal increased, body trembling in pre-climatic anticipation.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Dawn squealed in delight when her sub’s bee-stung lips fixed themselves around her clit and started suckling on it, teeth teasingly grazing the sensitive nubbin. “Eat me! Eat me!”

“Ooooooh!” Faith screamed into Dawn’s shaven crotch and her curved hips swung back and forth, sweat beading down the swells when Kit’s hand slid off her tit to grab and twist her clit, pleasure rippling through her as the teen pinched and pulled hard on her pleasure button. The fingers pounded harder and harder even at Faith’s flexing twat as Faith’s tongue simultaneously did the same to Dawn’s cunny.

Mistress and sub came together, Dawn’s juices gushed out to fill her sub’s mouth and soak her face. Faith’s climatic fluids spilt down her flexing thighs and soaked the cold floor she was knelt upon, her cry muffled by the pussy her face was pressed into.

“Wow,” Dawn slumped back against the toilet, rounded chest heaving as her juices slowed to a drizzle. “That was great!” Dawn grinned at Kit. “Wanna swap places?”

“Do I!” Kit grinned.