The Queen Bitch Of Sunnydale

22.

“Hey!” Faith squealed as Anya grabbed her by her full mane and dragged her into the grey-walled interrogation room, the cameras recording and streaming another ‘Fun Fucking Faith’ show live on the internet for all the geeks to watch and jerk off too. This was the show Buffy had promised Anya in exchange for keeping Xander away from the Bronze the night Buffy had put Faith on show there. “You pigs can’t do this!”

“We can do whatever we want!” Harmony pushed her down onto the room’s only chair and glared down at her. “And for your information, it’s Officer Kendall and Officer Christine, bitch!”

Faith stared up at the two school-girls dressed in one-piece grey cop dresses that ran from mid-thigh and were buttoned up to mid-breast, cuffs, tazers, and night-sticks hanging from their belts. For her part, she was dressed in black and white striped choker, ruffled mini, and front-tied bra-trop. “I don’t care who you are, you bitches can’t do this to me!” she protested.

Harmony’s gloved hand cracked against her face. “We can do whatever we want to a naughty little bitch like you, understand!”

“Go fuck yourself!” Faith protested as the scene’s script demanded.

Anya grinned. “Let’s strip-search the little bitch!”

“Get offa me!” Faith pretended to struggle as Harmony tore her top off. “This is ain’t right!”

”We can do what we want with you jail-bird!” Anya laughed as she grabbed Faith’s elbow and pulled her to her feet, her mini being ripped off her by Harmony, the laughing blonde following that indignity up by first yanking Faith’s lacy black thong up into a painful wedgie then pulling hard enough to snap it, her pussy lips dancing with the painful sting, the Slayer left completely naked for the recording cameras. “You tell anyone and it’s the word of two cops versus one jailbird slut.”

“Look at that body,” Harmony purred as she began running her nightstick up Faith’s inner leg, the Slayer shivering sexily for the camera, eyes wide in feigned terror as she pressed her arms to her chest. “She’s gonna be fun.”

”Oh yeah,” Anya agreed as she pulled Faith’s arms down to her sides. “She’s gonna be spending a lot of time in here with us.”

“Look at her titties!” Harmony laughed as she began slapping at Faith’s chest with her night-stick, the blows marking her bouncing hooters. “Little whore’s got flotation devices!”

“Let me go you fucking bitches!” Faith pretended to attempt to flee only for Anya to grab her shoulder and force her back into her chair. “You goddamn bitches!” Faith cursed as the cheerleader continued whacking her boobs with her nightstick, her alabaster skin reddening with the blow’s impact, nipples hardening as pain raced through them. “I’ll make you pigs pay!” Faith’s dark eyes widened as the cheerleader began really laying the blows in, her tits jumping under the impact as the rich girl piled in the pain, Anya grabbing Faith’s arms and holding them behind her back, leaving the Slayer sexily helpless. “Ow! Ow! Ow! You bitches are gonna regret this!”

“I’m getting tired of your mouth,” Anya warned as she forced her night-stick between the Slayer’s curved lips and down her throat. “Help me Officer Kendall!” Harmony cackled as she grabbed Faith around the throat and squeezed, further constricting her breathing as the stick tunnelled deeper and deeper into Faith’s throat. “Yeah, that’s right you little bitch! Choke!” The Slayer’s dark eyes watered as she tried for oxygen, drool running down her face and onto her high tits as air roared in her ears.

Faith attempted to pull away, but Harmony grabbed her hair with her free hand and held her in position. “Stay you bitch!” the rich girl laughed. “Who’s a pig now? A dirty little fuck-pig?”

Anya laughed at Faith’s gurgling discomfort before starting to roughly throat fuck her, yanking the stick out and then ramming it back down, forcing the nightstick to plough in and out of her throat, faster and faster, drool running down her face. Faith’s vision had blurred by the time Anya yanked the stick out. “Learnt your lesson?”

”Kiss my ass!” Faith wheezed.

Anya laughed again. “Hey, that gives me an idea!” In seconds the make-believe cop was bent over the desk, her breasts pressing into its wooden surface and ass wriggling in the air. “Harmony, shove the bitch’s face in my ass!”

”Noooo!” Faith squealed and once again pretended to try and escape as Harmony grabbed Faith by her full mane and dragged the whimpering Slayer off her chair and pushed her underneath the former demon’s pleated skirt and facedown into her ass.

”Oh yeah,” Anya panted. “Hold that little bitch down until I’m happy with her mouth.”

”No!” Faith squealed and feigned pulling away again, her head pulling up from Anya’s rear.

“Do as you’re told bitch!” Harmony brought her nightstick down hard on the thrashing Slayer’s butt, Faith’s naked ass bouncing with the blow’s impact, pain shooting through her globes like bee stings. “Or your naked ass gets thrown in the drunk tank!”

“Please,” the naked Slayer whimpered, “I don’t wanna.”

”Tough,” Harmony snatched hold of Faith’s glossy locks and pushed her head down under Anya’s skirt and onto Anya’s alabaster butt, the cameras recording every second of Faith’s debasement.

“Oh yeah,” Anya threw her head back and moaned as Faith began kissing and licking every inch of her pert buns, unblemished flesh pimpling with excitement. “That’s right you little bitch.” Faith herself moaned when Harmony reached under her with her free hand and began tugging and twisting on her nipples like she was trying to detach them. “Oh yeah, work that tongue, you little tramp!”

”I’ll keep shoving your head down and torturing your titties until you do as you’re told!” Harmony warned as Faith once again attempted to wriggle away.

“Oh yes,” Anya threw her head back and moaned as Faith began kissing and licking each ass cheek, her tongue and lips covering every inch, “that’s it, you’re learning, you pretty little tramp.” The former demon’s mumbling squeals increased as Faith pushed her tongue in-between her cheeks, running it up and down the blonde tight ass crack, the blonde’s ass cheeks wobbling with delight. “Ah,” Anya panted, “don’t fuck me around, shove it deep inside me!”

Anya wriggled and writhed, sweat beading down her globes as Faith’s tongue plunged deep into her rosebud, her anus clenching around the Slayer’s invading tongue. “Oh yes!” Anya panted. “That’s right you little slut, eat my fucking hot ass!” Faith obeyed, the former demon grunting and groaning as the busty beauty tongued deep into her ass, poking at the blonde’s puckered rosebud, tongue pressing against her pink anus, rubbing up and down, sending pleasurable vibrations throughout the grinding ex-demon’s ass. “Oh you! Yes! Yes!”

Suddenly Harmony was yanking her up and pushing her down over the table. “Have you learnt your lesson yet?” Harmony screamed.

“Yes Officer Kendall,” Faith nodded meekly.

”In that case you get a reward,” Harmony cackled.

“Goddd.” Faith grabbed a hold of the desk when the ‘cop’ began slowly trailing her nightstick up the Slayer’s inner thigh. The curvy Bostonian shuddered as the cheerleader began caressing her bald labia with the tip of her nightstick, every caress making the Slayer tremble again. “Oh, oh!”

“Oh yeah, our little jailbird likes it now!” Anya sneered as Harmony grabbed a hold of Faith’s glossy locks and yanked her head back, the blonde rubbing her nightstick against Faith’s throbbing pleasure button. “Do you like it against your fat pussy lips?”

“Owwww!” Faith’s slender hips jumped as Harmony thrust the nightstick hard and deep into her sopping twat, the Slayer’s pussy clenching tightly around the stiff implement as her body shook at the rough probing. “Ohhhh!” The busty Bostonian saw stars, her breath shortening as the laughing blonde slowly rotated the nightstick around inside her, her stretching cunny flexing wildly around the nightstick rubbing against her nerves. “Fuck! Fuck!”

Sweat rivered off the east coast sexpot’s shaking body as Harmony continued to twist and wriggle the nightstick around inside her, Faith’s speech degenerating into animalistic grunts and groans. “Oh yeah,” Anya panted, the blonde fondling herself as she watched. “She knows her place now.”

Faith panted, her breath slowing as finally the stick was withdrawn. “Uhhhh!” Then her eyes widened when the stick was rammed back in, jamming hard against her g-spot as it punched deep into her womb. “Fucccccccccccck!” Faith’s back arched, the teen temptress writhing and twisting, tits and belly grinding against the table as Harmony pounded the stick in and out of her wildly contracting warmth, sometimes straight in and out, and sometimes twisting hard one way or the other. “Yesss! Fuccck! Gaaaaaah!”

”Oh jeeeeeeez!” Faith’s sexy body shook, sweat flying off her as her dark orbs bulged and her mouth dropped open in a wild scream. “Fuccccccccccck! Godddddddd!” Faith’s thighs flexed as her juices spurted out to splatter them, the Slayer bouncing up and down on the table as pleasure crashed over her. “Yesssssss!”

Harmony laughed as she pulled her stick out of the still trembling Slayer and held it over the sexy brunette’s face, her own juices dripping onto the beauty’s features. “You like that bitch?” Faith nodded weakly, her head snapping to the side when the blonde cheerleader’s gloved hand slapped across her face. “I asked you a question, bitch!”

”Yes Officer Kendall,” Faith quickly replied. “You fucked me good.”

”Yeah,” Harmony grinned, “I did didn’t I?”

“My turn!” Anya grabbed Faith’s bare shoulders and flipped her on her back. “Officer Kendall, you wanna ride our jail-bird’s face?”

“Good idea!” The cheerleader giggled before straddling Faith’s face, slender legs locked around Faith’s face, her excitedly-moist pussy concealed beneath the pleated skirt she still wore. By contrast, everything private of Faith’s was on show for the hungry cameras to display and for the pervs to whack off to.

Faith moaned as Harmony’s hands gravitated to the sultry Slayer’s pert perkies, playing painfully with her aching nipples. Faith’s hips simultaneously bucked as Anya began rubbing her nightstick’s tip up and down the Slayer’s trembling labia. “Fuck my pussy, bitch!” Faith’s back arched as Harmony slapped her tits, and raked her fingernails down them. “Use that mouth!” the blonde cackled as her pussy rotated on Faith’s face. “Oh yes! That tongue’s so soft! Oh yes!” the blonde panted as Faith responded by driving her tongue up deep into the blonde’s sweltering honey-pot, the blonde’s velvet walls flexing around her. “Deeper! Harder! Ohhh, she’s getting me so wet!””

”Oh her tongue’s so long!” Faith’s rounded rear rose from the desk as Anya drove the nightstick deep into her cunny, walls struggling to accommodate the sizable instrument’s forceful intrusion, her breath catching between driving her tongue hard and fast in and out of Harmony’s cunny. “Yes she likes it rough,” Harmony panted, “dirty little slut!” Sweat beaded on the beauty’s body as Anya stick fucked her and Harmony rode her face like a lap dancer grinding against a client’s crotch. “Fuck her harder, Officer!”

Anya laughed at Harmony’s yell, speeding up as instructed, battering Faith’s pussy into a wet sopping mess, her other hand rubbing furiously at Faith’s shaking, throbbing clit, the Slayer gyrating wildly under the twin stimulus. “Oh yeah!” Harmony panted. “Use that tongue jailbird!” At the same time Faith pounded her tongue in and out of Harmony, the cheerleader’s high ass squashing her nose flat as the rich girl bounced repeatedly on it. “Uh, uh!” the Cordette grunted happily, her love juices spilling onto the Slayer’s face and into her mouth while her fingers clawed and pinched at the brunette beauty’s vulnerable jugs. “Fuccccck! So goooood!”

Meanwhile Anya was grunting too, but with effort rather than happiness as she drove the nightstick in and out of Faith, the slightly-built beauty’s lower body jumping with every impact. Faith’s pussy quivered and trembled as Anya pounded her, her own head jammed between the cheerleader’s legs as Harmony’s crotch rubbed constantly against her face. Faith’s back arched when Anya stopped rubbing her clit and pinched it. “Aaaaaa!” Faith’s rosy-red lips parted in a scream up into the blonde’s pussy, her climaxing juices spilling out to soak Anya’s invading nightstick even as a shrieking Harmony came all over her face. Faith shivered and shuddered, her mouth open to receive the sweet-tasting juices flowing from the blonde and into her mouth.

Faith was still panting when Harmony climbed off her face and lifted her head up for Anya up to examine and past comment on, Anya’s stick still lodged inside her. “Wow Officer Kendall,” Anya leaned forward and licked a streak of cum off Faith’s right cheek, “you’re quite the spurter aren’t you?”

“She’s got quite the mouth on her,” Harmony explained as Anya pushed Faith back down on the table and yanked the stick out of her. “You know who’s in charge don’t you?”

Faith tried for her meekest voice. “You are officers, I’ll be a good girl now.”

“Yeah!” the two still dressed ‘cops’ high-fived one another. Electricity ran through the Slayer when Anya turned back towards her and began running a hand up and down her left inner thigh. “You want us to play some more?”

”Yes please Officers,” Faith nodded submissively.

“Good,” Harmony said as the two blondes bent over the subjugated Slayer.

“Uhhhh,” Faith’s back arched as the two older teens began kissing and licking at her full breasts, their teeth nipping at her tender tits. “Uhhh.” Her back arched again as the two blondes each grabbed a nether lip and began yanking on them, pained pleasure pulsing through her crotch. “Aaaah, uhhh.” Her belly quivered and undulated, hips bucking as Anya gently stroked her belly button, the camera recording every second of the two blondes’ domination of their owned slut.

“Oh she likes that,” Anya briefly lifted her head up to look at her whimpering slave, and lick her tongue down Harmony’s neck, the cheerleader’s teeth biting deeper than normal into Faith’s tit in response, the Slayer’s full lips parting in a pained hiss.

Harmony lifted her head up and looked at Anya. “I’m having fun myself,” the cheerleader giggled as the two blondes’ faces met over Faith’s cleavage and deeply frenched one before both returning to feasting on the Slayer’s pliant perkies.

“Uhhh!” Faith’s back arched when the two blondes wrapped their lips around her erect nipples and started suckling on them, her nubbins throbbing happily between their lips. “Ahhh!” Her arousal only increased when each pretend cop thrust a pair of digits deep into her cunny, twisting them around to stretch her tightness, every nerve throbbing in pleasured response. “Uhhh!”

Faith’s slender hips bucked towards the fingers probing her twat, excited perspiration gleaming on the Slayer’s nude body as the digits rubbed on opposite velvet walls. “Aaaah!” Faith wheezed, chest heaving as the two blondes seemingly entered a competition to see who could orally vacuum her nipples off. “Uhhh!” Faith writhed and wriggled, the pleasure pulsing through her tits rendered secondary to the fantastic throbbing in her twat. “Aaaaah!” Her breath shortened as the two girls continued finger-fucking her, sometimes one would go fast and the other slow, sometimes both go fast, and sometimes both would go slow, but always they would push deep inside her, and always they would be rubbing wonderfully against her walls. “Uhhh! Ahhh!” Faith gasped as her bubble-butt off the table, sweat dripping into her eyes as her head bounced onto the table. “Uhhh! Ahhh!” Faith squealed as her pussy clenched around the probing fingers. “Fuck! I’m coming!” Her fluids spilt out and drenching the digits inside her. “Uhhhhhhhh! Gaaaaaaaah! Jeeeeeez!”

Faith was still squirming happily in post-climax ecstasy when the two blondes straightened and stepped away from her, pulling her fingers out of her. Anya slumped onto the chair, her legs apart, but her crotch still concealed via her pleated skirt. Harmony grabbed Faith’s sweaty shoulder and shoved her to her knees in front of the former demon. “Get under her skirt, prisoner!”

”Yes Officer Kendall!” Faith dropped onto her hands and knees, and crawled forward, tits dangling and upturned behind wriggling as she delved under the seated blonde’s skirt and kissed her way up her inner thigh.

“Oh, oh, oh.” Anya whinnied, her hips bucking and breath shortening as the Slayer’s cat-licked up and down the blonde’s labia. Faith gasped as a pair of hands slapped against her hips. Faith attempted to pull away to see who was groping her, but Anya’s hand was on top of her head, holding her position. “Keep going!”

“Uhhh!” Faith started when Harmony’s flat belly crashed into her rounded rear, the blonde’s womanly hips powering a strap-on deep into her twat like a nail into wood. “Uhhhh!”

”I said keep going!” Anya snapped. Faith nodded and returned to kissing and licking the moaning blonde’s nether lips, every touch making the blonde’s labia dance and wriggle in reply. “Oh yeah,” Anya groaned, “make love to my twat with your pretty mouth!”

Harmony cackled as she withdrew and pounded deep into her, hands pinching deep into Faith’s silk-skinned hips. Faith forced herself to ignore the thick, long phallus probing her, her twat convulsing around it, and concentrated on pleasuring the pussy of the woman whose head her skirt was under.

”Oh yes,” Anya panted as Faith’s teeth tugged gently on her nether lips while Harmony grunted and gasped between long, hard thrusts into Faith’s cunny, her speed ever increasing.

Aroused sweat gleamed on the naked beauty’s flesh as her tongue snaked up into the convulsing blonde’s cunny, Anya’s fuck hole’s juices leaking onto it as the former demon moaned lowly. At the same time Harmony’s fingers found and began tormenting Faith’s protruding clit, sending waves of pleasure through her loins.

“Look at her Officer Christine!” Harmony cackled as the brunette Slayer writhed and wriggled under her ministrations. “The little bitch wants it!”

”Don’t let her have it!” Anya moaned and panted. “I wanna come before her!”

”Okay!” Harmony suddenly slowed off, taking a torturous amount of time to slide her cock in and out of the bucking beauty.

Faith moaned deep in her throat as she exchanged the tongue inside Anya for a pair of thrusting, twisting fingers and took the former demon’s love button in her mouth and sucked and tongue-poked at it. “Ohhh!” Anya whimpered as her pussy flexed around Faith’s delving fingers and her clit trembled in-between the Slayer’s curved lips. “Ohh! Ahhh! Gaaaah!”

The Slayer’s loins continued to over-heat as the blonde kneeling behind her continued to skewer her with her plastic knob, exciting her to suck harder on Anya’s clit, her arousal only increasing when the former demon grabbed a hold of her dangling jugs and started tugging and twisting on her nipples. “Ahhhh!” Anya gasped and groaned, her high butt bouncing on her chair as Faith increased the digits driving in and out of her fuck channel up to three. “Yesssss! Yess! I’m gonna cummmmmm!”

Juices spilt out onto the Slayer’s face, Anya pushing her head down, pressing her face against her erupting crotch. At the same time Harmony speeded up, her flat belly cracking against Faith’s wobbling bubble-butt as juices dripped down the Slayer’s inner thigh. The busty brunette moaned into Anya’s crotch as Officer Kendall returned to twisting on her clit with even greater force even as she pulled the cock back perhaps two inches at the most before driving it deep into her writhing womb. Faith screamed into Anya’s groin as she came, her juices rivering out as Anya released her grip, allowing Faith to slide to the ground shaking.

“Oh yes,” Anya let out a breathless giggle. “What a mouth.” Anya stood. ”I’ll get my strap-on.”

Harmony rose and looked down at Faith, the Slayer’s body soaked with sweat. “Don’t get up,” the clothed cop placed her heel on Faith’s belly, pinning her to the dirty floor. “Who’s my bitch?”

“I am Officer,” Faith dutifully replied.

”Can I use you any way I want?” Harmony demanded with a sneer.

”Yes Officer,” Faith meekly answered. “I’m your fuck-pig just waiting to be used.”

Harmony took her foot off Faith’s belly. “Then clean my boots with your mouth, you little slut.”

“Yes officer.” Harmony let out a low groan as Faith rolled up onto her hands and knees with her usual feline grace and began kissing and licking feverishly at the cop’s boots. “Yeah,” Harmony’s fingers delved under her skirt, “that’s right you little bitch, clean my boots with your mouth.” Harmony’s eyes remained fixed on her. “Long licks, oh yeah, all the way up.” Faith’s head rose as she glided her tongue to the top of the boot, dark eyes fixed on the blonde mistress she was serving. “You missed a bit, oh yeah, slide your tongue to the right. That’s a good little tramp. I want these boots to gleam, you little slut.”

The moment Faith had finished cleaning both of Harmony’s boots, Anya’s hand cracked hard into her ass. Faith looked up to see the former demon smirking down at her, the blonde having an eight inch phallus the twin to Harmony’s fixed to her crotch. “Get up on the table.”

”Yes Officer Christine.” The submissive beauty lay on the table between the two ‘cops’ as they climbed on the table flanking her and played with her many charms, groping and tugging on her pert breasts, squeezing and rubbing her bubble-butt, kissing her neck, and fingering her sopping, aching fuck hole.

Harmony broke the silence with a whisper. “Shall we?”

Anya answered by thrusting into her cunt while the cheerleader took Faith’s dry, narrow bunghole with equal roughness. “Unnnnh,” Faith writhed between the two women.

Anya’s gloved hand slapped against Faith’s face as the two blondes thrust in and out of her holes, the cocks rubbing together deep inside her, separated only by a flimsy membrane. “You like it don’t you little slut?”

“Yes, yes,” Faith panted as the clothed duo’s hands travelled her naked, glistening body, “I’m your bitch, fuck me, fuck me.” Faith always gave her best during her webshow performances.

Anya cackled as she and Harmony roughly fucked her, powering in and out of her quivering holes as if in competition to see who give her the hardest most thorough pounding. Sweat poured off the panting, pouting Bostonian, Anya’s tongue licking and kissing her at her shaking, wobbling boobs like electricity shooting through them.

Faith writhed and wriggled as the animalistic fucking continued, her holes pulsing under the double-dildo onslaught, Faith’s whimpers filling the sweat-reeked air. Then Anya snatched hold of her shaking clit and twisted it. “OOOOOH!” Faith’s full breasts bounced and her back arched as her twat flexed and contracted wildly around the former demon’s cock even as the cheerleader continued plundering her ass, juices gushing out to splatter the former demon’s legs. “JEEEEZ! YESSS! OHHHH! FUCKKKKK!”

“My turn in that sweet pussy,” Harmony announced as she pulled out of Faith’s ass, grabbed her by her sweat-matted mane and pulled her up into a seated position. “That’s what you want isn’t it tramp?”

”Yes Officer Kendall,” Faith replied with a low moan when the cheerleader rubbed her palm against Faith’s wet crotch. “I love it when you’ve got your big cock inside your slut.”

“Good girl,” Anya knelt behind her, and Harmony in front as they lifted her by her waist, and lowered her onto her two strap-ons, Faith’s slender legs wrapping around Harmony’s trim waist, the two cocks delving deep into her.

“Uhhh, aaah.” Faith’s back arched as Harmony began licking, nibbling, and kissing at her pliant breasts, the two cocks rubbing against the nerves inside her. “Uhhh, ahhh.” Faith moaned as the two blondes lifted her up and dropped back down on their strap-ons, her holes stretching around the cocks within her. “Uhhh, ahhh.”

The ‘interrogation room’ filled with the sounds of their panting and groaning, sweat beading down Faith’s body as the stench of sex reeking in the air. Faith’s crotch heated as her climax rushed towards her. “Not yet,” Harmony giggled, the two blondes slowing their thrusts inside her.

“Ohhhh, ohhh,” Faith shrilled as the two blondes suddenly speeded up, their hands fixed on her flanks, Harmony and Anya thrusting their pricks up into her, Harmony locking her lips around Faith’s right breast and sucking. “Ohhh! Ahhh!” The Slayer’s back arched as the friction inside her lit an inferno that she thought would burn her up from the inside out. “Ohhh! Ohhh!” Faith screamed as she came, sweat flying off her as not one but both of her holes erupted, juices spurting out to splatter the dresses of the ‘officers’ fucking her. “Fuck! Fuck! FUCKKKKKK! YESSSS!” Stars erupted before her eyes as she came, squealing and screeching her delight. “Ohhhhh! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”

The next thing she knew, she was laid on the floor, the two women stood over her, their eyes impersonally inspecting her. “I think the tramp will warrant further investigation,” Anya coldly commented.

“Oh I agree, Officer,” Harmony giggled. “Be seeing you soon.”

”Yes officers.”