Breaking Faith

The Nerds & The Babe

“Whoa! Shake those titties!”

“Don’t forget about those buns!”

Faith beamed as the music boomed out and her owners called out orders. She strutted around the magically created stage, strobe lighting illuminating her bikini-clad body. The string top barely concealed her excitedly erect nipples, firm round flesh spilling out of the tops and sides. Her sequined g-string left her curved ass naked except for a string running up her crack and the front covered her pubic area but nothing else besides.

Faith swung her hips from side, eyes fixed on her avidly clapping owners. Her hands glided all over her nubile, curvy body, all the while wishing that they were her owners’ hands.

Then she spun around, bent at the waist, and put her hands on her knees. The foxy brunette re-started swinging her hips in time with the music’s beat, shaking her high ass at her watchers. After a few teasing seconds, the sexy brunette spun around to face her owners, gratified by the enjoyment in their faces.

After a slow lick of her glossy lips, the once smart-mouthed beauty guided her hands up her body and began playing with her tits, squeezing, rubbing, and tugging on them. “Oh yes baby!” yelled a giggling Willow.

Faith giggled as she reached behind her neck and untied the top. The top fell to the ground, tits bouncing gleefully out.

Her owners cawed and laughed as the sultry Bostonian debased herself for their entertainment, raising her arms over her head and starting to jump up and down, full, high tits jiggling happily. Then she grabbed her fleshy orbs and lifted them up for her owners’ inspection, pinching her already engorged nipples as her tongue shot out and began licking her aroused nubbins.

“Yesss!” Kennedy clapped as Willow ended the spell. “Get your sweet little ass over here.”

“Yes Mistress.” The subjugated fell to her hands and knees, and crawled between the domineering duo.

Willow shot her a glare. “Toy, g-string.”

“Sorry Queen.” Faith hurriedly tore her bottoms off leaving her completely naked before assuming her previous position before her owners. Of course she had to be naked unless ordered otherwise in the presence of her betters.

“Good girl.” Faith felt a thrill run through her when Willow patted her on the head. The all-powerful and worshipful witch glanced towards the Council plaything’s co-owner. “What did you do last night, Kennedy?”

The rich girl laughed. “Me and Toy had a real good time with a rolling pin didn’t we Toy?”

Willow laughed as Faith groaned at the memory, her pussy still hurting from a night spent bent over the kitchen table, her co-owner working a rolling pin in and out of her for six hours straight. “Sounds like you girls had more fun than I did.” The witch grabbed a handful of the curvaceous Bostonian’s lustrous locks and pulled her up into a sensually possessive kiss, hot tongues wrestling together. Willow pulled away with a contented moan, passing the big-boobed submissive over to her co-owner. “I spent the evening watching Star Wars with Xander, Andrew, and Jonathan. I’d much rather have been here, having some real fun!”

“Jonathan?” Kennedy grabbed a handful of Faith’s silky mane and guided the subservient Slayer down to her breasts. “Oh yes,” the former potential purred when the Council fuck-toy began suckling on her left nipple. “Wasn’t he the one you decided to spare with Andrew after you banished Warren to a hell-dimension?”

“Yes,” Willow replied. Faith shuddered as Kennedy began to caress her lithely-muscled back. “I thought those two nerds might come in handy some day, but Warren couldn’t be left unpunished.”

”Here,” Kennedy lifted the suckling Slayer off her tits and pulled Willow’s top off before putting the Council slave onto the witch’s left nipple. “How about pimping our girl out to Andrew AND Jonathan?” Kennedy giggled. “How humiliating for our once-haughty bitch to be pimped out to two nerds!”

“Ooooh.” Willow shrilled, back arching. The red-head panted for a few seconds as Faith sucked avidly, as desperate as always to please. “Good girl.” The witch looked towards her companion as she grabbed Faith’s hair and lifted the lusty-bodied beauty onto her other nipple. “Any idea what role-play to use?”

Kennedy laughed. “Two nerds? What else but Star Wars?”

* * *

Faith looked up as the door slid open and two short, coldly-impersonal storm troopers walked in. “Rebel scum!” Faith’s heart leapt as she recognised Andrew’s voice even through its voicebox. God, she loved Andrew for his part in teaching her her place. She only desired to serve Willow and Kennedy more. “Time for your interrogation”.

The two troopers were on her instantly, she could of course fight them off, but that would have only angered Willow and Kennedy. What was her power next to her owners’ rage? Besides, she was hungry for a nice long screwing. The men’s hands tore at her skin-tight orange rebel pilot’s jumpsuit, ripping it from her, leaving the sexy sub completely naked.

The two helmeted men encircled the powerful yet helpless beauty, eyes eating up the doe-eyed seductress, her hands by her sides so they could see and touch her whenever and wherever they wanted. She gave them not even the suspicion of resistance, the perfect picture of servility, a complete contrast to her previous cocksure attitude.

Finally one of the storm troopers gathered up enough nerve to reach out and begin caressing her satin-like flesh, his fingers dancing up and down her sensually curved behind. Faith shuddered helplessly as one of the troopers massaged and caressed her flat belly then moved down her hips, to her thighs, and gradually inched onto her special place. The other trooper took a hold of her tits, rubbing and pinching her juicy melons.

Soon the sultry Slayer was drowning in an ocean of arousal. “Ooooh.” She groaned as the trooper in front of her shoved two fingers into her cleft, thumb grazing over her nubbin. And then one of them pressed a tazer against her clit and turned it on.

“Oooooooooooooooh fucccccccccccck!” Faith screeched as shocked pain shot through her most sensitive area, launching her into an agonisingly powered climax that threatened to blow the top of her head off and send her clitoris into orbit. “Fucccccccccccccccck!” she screamed herself hoarse as she fell to her knees, surprised juices flowing as her body shook uncontrollably. “Fuccccccccccccccccccccccccccck!” Her body writhed and shook, pliant breasts jumping and thick mane swinging as she collapsed on her back, butt bouncing off the cold floor as the juices water-falled from her, disbelieving eyes on the two men stood over her as the seemingly unceasing climax continued to ravage her. “Shitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!” She couldn’t believe sweet Andy would treat her so roughly. “Jeeeeeeeez!”

God, she loved him for it.

The two storm troopers laughed at her reaction, the Slayer bucking and thrashing wildly as she screamed and screamed. “Rebel slut!” Jonathan growled, suddenly pulling her back up to her knees, her body still shaking from the electric shock. The moment the busty brunette was level with Jonathan’s crotch, she tore open his bulging pants and pulled out a stubby six inches.

The boy shuddered as the sultry bombshell’s glossy lips locked on his cock-head, tongue exciting the piss slit. The busty Bostonian waited before gliding her heart-shaped mouth down, all the way to the base and then back up until only the stubby head is in her mouth. Her pink tongue swirled and flicked the underside as she re-swallowed, lips meeting his belly.

The sexy slave smiled up at the transfixed nerd before bobbing her head up and down, midnight-black mane swinging wildly as she speeded up. The youth’s panting grew louder as he approached his climax, then his hips bucked against her willing face. Cum shot into her, hitting the back of her throat. “Wow, that was,” the storm trooper fell back, cock falling from her lips with a pop.

“Our turn.” Andrew pulled off his helmet, quickly followed by Jonathan. Andrew grabbed her long locks and shoved the unresisting seductress back onto her back.

Then they were at her, attacking the sexy brunette with their mouths. They kissed Faith’s heaving chest, tongues flicking at her aroused nipples, sending tingles through them. Then they kissed and licked their way down her trembling, undulating belly, making the horny Slayer pant her arousal. “Yes, yes, yes, I’m your bitch, yes, yes.”

”Oh fuck!” the naked temptress hissed when one of the youths’ thrust his tongue deep into her cleft. Hips shaking, she glided her hands up her rib-cage, grabbed her hooters, and started thumbing and rubbing her nipples. “Jezzzzzzzzzz!”

Her butt rose off the cold cell floor when one boy spread her puffy labia and snaked his tongue deep inside her. “Fuck!” Her stimulation only increased when the other youth wrapped his lips around her clit and tried valiantly to suck it off her nubile body.

The sexy Slayer writhed and moaned, hips arched, body thrashing continually, and her own steel-cord fingers pumping her jugs as the two men ate her out with gusto, helpless to resist their needs and wants. The Slayer crushed her eyes shut as her body arched with lust, sweat beading on satin skin, and nipples so hard she was sure they’d pop off. And then the one at her clit bit down.

“Jesussssss!” The once-sassy tramp wailed and screamed as the two geeks brought her to gleeful climax. Her twat clenched repeatedly around the invading tongue even as her pussy juices spilled out. “Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“My turn.” Faith came down from her shuddering climax to see Andrew laid down and pointing at his cock. In an instant she was there, eagerly gulping his cock down as he tousled and ran his hands through her glossy mane. “Oh yes,” the youth moaned and groaned. “Use that tongue, rebel scum.”

With her legs apart and full behind jutting invitingly upwards Faith was an impossible target to resist. The sultry former rebel shuddered, briefly pausing in her blow-job, when she felt Jonathan’s hands on her hips.

Faith purred like a cat when she felt Jonathan rub his prick up and down her long slit. “Put it in,” she moaned around Andrew’s knob. She was more than ready for it, she was desperate for it. “Inside.” Desperate for the fuck, desperate to give pleasure to her owners’ friends. Desperate to serve a pair of nerds who’d previously only looked at girls like her in magazines. “In me.” She thrust her hips towards him, pelvis arching lewdly. “Please!”

Then Jonathan thrust forward, smoothly impaling her, belly squashing into her rounded ass. The sleekly-muscled slave’s wet walls rippled around the phallic invader, eagerly squeezing him.

“Oh wow,” Jonathan groaned as he pulled out and then thrust back in. “She’s so tight.”

“Don’t worry,” Andrew’s hips bucked, burying his cock still deeper in her throat. “We’ll be questioning her for quite some time yet.”

Faith moaned in delight as the two troopers continued to fuck their prisoner. Geneva Convention could go to hell, that was what she liked to hear. Rebel Slut Toy Lehane, reporting for a thorough fucking!

Jonathan started off slow and gentle, then speeded up as her head bobbed up and down on Andrew’s cock. Soon there was a symphony of moans coming from the trio, sweat flying off their copulating bodies.

“Yessss!” Andrew was first to come, cock twitching as he shot down her throat, a grunting Jonathan following a minute later. As he speeded up, the trooper bent down over her and pinched and twisted her clit.

Faith screamed as she came, twat clamping like a vice around Jonathan, sucking his juices out of him. “I want her mouth around my prick again,” Jonathan hungrily gasped as he pulled out, their mingled cum dripping out of her.

Andrew grinned. “On your back, rebel scum!”

Faith obeyed. The two men laid either side of the nude beauty and put her gleaming with sweat body through an extensive investigation. They stroked and tousled the saucy Bostonian’s silky mane, cupped and squeezed her pliant breasts, caressed her flat belly, fingered her wet cleft, and stroked her oh so willing ass. “Maybe a nice skull fucking will help loosen her tongue,” Andrew idly suggested.

”Okay,” Jonathan flipped onto his back, cock jutting upwards.

The east coast sexpot stared hungrily at the six inches before kneeling by Jonathan’s shoulder and looking down at his cock. After one final stare, the always eager to please submissive opened her luscious lips and slid them down the youth’s rod, tongue slavering the way.

And then she felt Andrew’s hands grabbing her tiny waist. “Rebel slut.” The dark-eyed lovely wriggled with delight as Andrew rubbed his cock up and down her labia, his hands on her hips, fingers digging deep enough into her soft flesh to bruise. And then Andrew began to drill his cock deep with into her warm tightness. At first the youth was slow, savouring the Council slut’s lewd compliance. Then he began to speed up, his balls slapping against her slender thighs and belly meshing against her perfect posterior.

The young man pulled all the way out before ramming all the way back, groaning each time as if continually surprised by her powerfully flexing cunt muscles. While the curvy Bostonian enjoyed the pussy friction, she also worked her glossy lips up and down Jonathan’s cock, suckling for all she was worth. The sexy brunette’s arousal soon reached a point where she was shoving her ass back at the cock plundering her pussy.

Faith trembled and groaned around Jonathan’s cock when Andrew walked his fingers up her quivering belly and snatched hold of her dangling right tight. The boy pinched and tugged on her nipple before kneading the entire breast. “ Rebel slut!” Suddenly Andrew was slapping her wobbling ass with his other hand while fucking her, his cock impaling her choice cunny.

“Yesss!” Jonathan and Andrew cried out and came as she did. Jonathan’s cum hit the back of her throat as Andrew shot deep into her convulsing twat, her own juices streaming down her thighs.

The brunette meekly cleaned Jonathan with her tongue, licking up every bit of cum as the two regained their stamina and felt her up.

”I wanna try her ass now,” Jonathan said.

“Okay,” Andrew laid down on his back. “Come on rebel slut.”

“Yes Trooper Wells!” Faith squealed before squatting over the laid man, her palms reaching down to stroke his chest as she pushed down, Andrew’s member filling her trembling twat. Andrew put his hand around her head, briefly stroking her chestnut locks before pulling her down in a possessive kiss. Faith moaned helplessly as her tongue wrestled with Andrew’s. Then she felt Jonathan’s hands at her ass, roughly prising her rounded butt cheeks apart.

The raven-haired Slayer wriggled as she felt Jonathan at her opening and push forward, easing past her sphincter. Faith’s rosy red lips parted in a groan as the boys filled her. She was the delicious meat in their nerdy sandwich, both men buried in her to the hilt. Geeks she’d have never dreamed of allowing to touch her choiceness before Willow had taught the true meaning of respect for her betters.

The saucy Slayer began to move, slowly at first but speeding up. The full-bodied brunette enjoyed both the friction in her holes and the boys’ hands pawing at her, the once-mighty warrior loving being nothing more than a plaything of a pair of nerds.

Each time she thrust down on Andy, Jonathan would thrust forward in her ass. The three of them were soon moving like a well-oiled screwing machine. The glistening beauty’s ebony eyes glazed over as her climax rushed towards her.

The curvy Slayer threw her head back and screamed as she came, the two men simultaneously filling their helpless captive. “Wow,” Jonathan groaned as he pulled out, hand in her hair pulling her head back, “she’s so tight.”

“Yes,” Andrew climbed out from under her, “amazing really for such a rebel whore.”

Jonathan climbed up onto the ledge, cock already stiffening. “Over here, rebel slut.”

“Yes sir.” Dark eyes fixed adoringly on the domineering boy, Faith crawled over to him, slowly kissing her way up his legs until she was eye to crotch, her tits rubbing against his knobbly knees. The sexy slave stood, placed her hands on his shoulders and sunk down on his cock, groaning as every inch slid inside her, pussy clenching gleefully around him.
“Thank you,” she moaned as his balls slapped against her thighs, his hands grabbing her ass and squeezing. “Yessss.” The black-maned lovely groaned again when Andrew stepped up behind her, his hands grabbing her hooters and pinching and rubbing them. Andy continued playing with her chest, pinching and twisting her hardening nubbins even as Jonathan parted her butt cheeks allowing Andy to enter her ass.

“Take it rebel bitch!” Andrew whispered in her ear.

The trio copulated slower than they had before, the two men taking their time to enjoy their lush-bodied slut. Faith groaned with every double-penetration, whimpered with every grope, and eagerly returned every kiss. Her pussy and anus clenched when she came not with a huge bang but a sweet, gentle release, sexy body shaking as the two men pumped into her.

The two men slumped against her, confident in their domination, before pulling out and pushing the subjugated temptress to her knees. Faith moaned as Andrew grabbed her left boob and began pawing it, his fingers digging possessively deep into her rounded, flawless flesh. “I don’t think this rebel slut knows anything,” Andrew declared. “But maybe we should give her a blow-job to finish off.”

The once-rebellious seductress’ horniness increased when Jonathan grabbed her right boob and began groping it, tugging and squeezing it. “Who goes first?”

Andrew grinned at his fellow geek. ”Neither of us.” Andrew looked down at her. “The rebel slut can take two cocks in her mouth at once can’t she?”

“Yes sir.” The broken Slayer nodded meekly, her once sassy spirit shattered by Willow’s clinically-thorough indoctrination. “Anything to serve –gulp!”

The curvy brunette was cut off by both boys simultaneously ramming their pricks into her mouth. Their testes bounced off her dimpled chin, sodden pubes scratching against her smooth face.

“As you can see,” Andrew groaned as her tongue stroked one dick after the other, jaw aching from how wide she had to have it, drool running down the side of her mouth as she gurgled and breathed through her nose, “even the hardiest rebel scum can be broken.”

The two men pulled out until their cocks were at her mouth’s opening, giving her a second to gulp some much needed air before shoving them back in. Faith gasped, coal eyes fixed adoringly on the two men she was serving. The doe-eyed brunette was just happy to be serving her owners’ friends.

Soon drool was dripping onto her high tits, curved lips stretching around the two cocks as they bobbed in and out of her mouth, their owners’ hands pawing at her proffered jugs. Then Andrew grabbed the sultry stunner by the back of her head and began yanking her up and down, the friction of her teeth scraping against the cocks making the two men groan even more.

The dutiful slave gurgled helplessly as the two men pleasured themselves with her mouth. The beautiful brunette was no longer able to use her tongue, just gasp and groan around her probing intruders.

And then both men came, almost drowning and choking her in their twin streams. The two men pulled out, the last of their cum leaking onto her tits as the exhausted and out-of-breath submissive slumped limply to the ground. Her chest heaved as she sucked in much needed air.

The two boys began dressing, eyes fixed on the sultry slut. “Interrogation over.”