The Queen Bitch Of Sunnydale

25.

Cups tinkled as the two women drank. Faith was knelt between the duo, performing as their server. The nude brunette’s hands were cuffed behind her back and a tray with their cups on rested on her high bosom and hung around her neck, a ball gag fitted between her full lips to prevent her from interrupting her betters.

“Yes Mrs. Summers,” the leggy lawyer nodded slowly as she peered over the type-written documentation, her attention quite admirable considering the nubile ingénue knelt just inches from her. “Should Mayor Wilkins sign this, his supernatural connection to the Hellmouth is severed and his ascension stopped.” Lillah Morgan peered over Faith’s head to the middle-aged woman sat at the other side. “However getting him to sign this will require quite some doing.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Joyce smiled. “I have certain leverage that will compel him to sign.”

“If he does,” Lillah picked up her cup up off the tray and took a sip. “I assume you’ll be keeping to your side of our bargain.”

“But of course,” Joyce beamed. “I’m a woman of considerable power and wisdom, a wisdom that means I’m far too savvy to even consider crossing Wolfram & Hart. As the new mistress of the Hellmouth, I’d make you more than welcome if you chose to set up a satellite office here.” Joyce’s beam intensified. “After all, the local economy will be more than happy about any jobs and revenue you bring into the town.”

Lillah glanced at Faith and then at Joyce. “And the other arrangement?”

“Of course,” Joyce nodded. “Should you require extra magicing power, my little coven will be more than happy to assist, Buffy will fit in any required enforcement work around her Slaying, and Faith will service any of your executives or high-level clients as requested. In return, you’ll covertly aid my daughter with any threats and back any of my future political campaigns?”

“I think Wolfram & Hart can guarantee you’ll be Mayor for a very long time,” Lillah smirked.

“Oh I can assure you, my ambitions don’t stop at this paltry town,” Joyce assured the younger woman as she supped at her cup of tea.

“Better and better,” Lillah purred. “Wolfram & Hart like friends in high places.”

”Now all this dull business talk is over with,” Joyce smiled, “it’s too late for you to go home, and the hotels around here just aren’t worth staying in. However Mr. & Mrs. Chase are away and they have a rather grand house, so Cordelia will be here in about,” Joyce glanced at her watch, “fifteen minutes to take you to her place.” Joyce glanced at the naked beauty submissively knelt between Joyce and Lillah. “And Faith here will go with you and give you many, many hours of pleasure.”

“I hardly think so,” Lillah sniffed dismissively at Faith then glanced to Joyce. “Your plaything is very beautiful, very beautiful indeed. However my only loyalty is to Wolfram & Hart, I have no interest in joining your debauched group.”

“Debauched group?” Joyce giggled as she tousled Faith’s silky mane. “I like that, I really do. But no, you misunderstand me. As I said earlier, I like to consider myself a lady of wisdom, and only a fool would cross a power like Wolfram & Hart, and only a screaming idiot would try and steal one of their most prized young lawyers from them. No, I’m merely offering you a toy to play with. After all,” Joyce untied the ball-gag, “what do you like Faith?”

“I love sucking and fucking,” the smooth-skinned lovely simpered.

“Oh really?” Lillah put her fingers under Faith’s jaw and tilted her head up, the lawyer devouring Faith’s lithesome nakedness. “In that case, it would be rude to say no.”

* * *

Cordy’s two-seater roadster pulled to a halt outside her mansion, Faith blinking as the cheerleader opened the trunk and allowed her to climb out and kneel on the ground between the two clothed women. The nude brunette sat tamely by as Cordelia fastened a collar around her neck and passed her leash to an amused-looking Lillah. “If you’ll do the honours?”

Lillah giggled as she took the leash. “You have the strangest customs, but I like them.” Lillah looked down at the leashed, house-broken Slayer. “Come.”

“Yes Mistress Lillah,” Faith gurgled as the lawyer yanked on her leash and led her up the chipped-stoned driveway on her hands and knees.

”Oh Lillah!” Cordelia laughed as she followed Faith’s wriggling ass up the driveway, the Slayer’s dangling boobs bouncing with every crawl. “You’re a natural.”

“Thank you,” Lillah stopped by the front door as Cordelia unfastened the front door, “but she’s very biddable, she makes it so easy. I’m at a loss what happens next though.”

“Oh that’s very simple,” Cordelia leaned inside and turned the hall light on, “we take her upstairs and introduce her very talented mouth to your pussy.”

“Ah,” Faith shifted uncomfortably as Lillah reached under her and began tickling her teardropped teats, “that reminds me of my college experimental days.”

“I’m sure no one at college ate pussy like Faith. She’s quite the artist.” Cordy laughed. “Aren’t you girl?”

Faith nodded her head and let out a bark. “Woof! Woof!”

Both women chuckled as Cordelia pointed inside. “Bedroom girl! Move it!” The two women almost collapsed in laughter as Faith jumped inside and hurriedly crawled upstairs.

”As you said, she’s very eager to please,” Cordelia commented before taking Lillah’s hand. “Shall we?”

* * *

Faith lunged at the two women the moment they entered Cordelia’s stylishly set-up bedroom, quickly undressing them. The pair laughed as they pawed at her nude body, making out with one another. “She’s very eager isn’t she?” Lillah commented.

”Mrs. Summers has been most diligent with her training,” Cordelia commented as her hands trailed up Faith’s flanks to cup her tits and squeeze even as Faith pulled Lillah’s skirt off. “And we’ve all helped out, haven’t we Faith?”

“Yes Mistress Cordelia,” Faith looked over her shoulder and peered up at the taller brunette as she unfastened the lawyer’s silk blouse. “You’ve all been real good to me.”

“Faith,” Lillah’s hand cracked against the teen’s face, “you’re a Slayer, all full of power and strength, but you’re also my dirty little whore that I can do anything with aren’t you?” Faith nodded. Lillah’s hand cracked against her face again. “I want to hear you say it, you disgusting skank!”

“I’m a Slayer, but I’m also your dirty little whore you can do anything with.”

“Ah bless,” electricity tingled through her when Cordy kissed her naked shoulder. “And she’s a real trooper, you can’t imagine the hours of entertainment she’s given us.” Faith jumped when Cordy’s hand slapped hard into her ass. “Go and get the toy box out of the bottom of my wardrobe then join us on the bed.”

“Yes Mistress Cordelia,” Faith hurried over to the wardrobe, opened it up and carried the heavy box over to the bed, placing it on the end of the bed and crawling onto the bed between the two making-out brunettes, their hands pawing at the lithesome Slayer as she joined them. Lillah pushed the writhing brunette onto her back as Cordy reluctantly pulled away and crawled over to the box.

”I’m gonna sit on your face,” Lillah squeezed and rubbed at the squirming seductress’ rack, “what are you gonna do?”

Faith glanced down at Lillah’s crotch, her neatly-trimmed cunny an interesting contrast between Mrs. Summers’ thick bush and the other harem members’ hirsute-less pussies. “I’m gonna eat you out like you were my favourite meal.”

”Oh yes,” Lillah rolled up onto her knees, leaned down and kissed Faith on her forehead, “yes you are, you good, good girl.” Lillah looked over her shoulder, eyes widening as Cordy took a hold of Faith’s ankles and placed them over her shoulders. “That’s a big cock.”

Cordy glanced down at the steel strap-on fastened onto her crotch, it was four inches thick at the top, tapering down nine inches to a still substantial two inch thick root. “Faith, likes a big cock don’t you dear?” the cheerleader purred, her fingers trailing up and down the harem slut’s swelling hips.

Faith nodded then moaned as the sexy cheerleader rubbed the tip of her cock up and down her trembling labia. “Oh yes, oh yes,” Faith shivered as the dildo’s chill spread through her heating crotch. “The bigger, the better, Mistress.”

Cordy smirked then sunk into her, Faith’s hips rising as her twat clenched around the phallus. “Uhhh,” her head rolled back as the cheerleader’s fingers danced over her throbbing nubbin.

”This show’s hot, I’ve got to get a part of this,” Lillah decided before straddling Faith’s face and pushing her moistening crotch down onto the Slayer’s eagerly waiting face.

“Uhhh,” Lillah writhed on top of the Slayer, her high butt squashing Faith’s nose as the Bostonian bombshell’s tongue slid up and down the lawyer’s neatly-trimmed slit. “God, that’s amazing!”

Cordy’s smooth-skinned palms trailed up and down her silk-fleshed thighs as she pushed in and out Faith’s cunny, her flat midsection slapping into the east coast slut’s rounded ass as her cock’s thick tip beat out a rhythm on her g-spot. Faith moaned around Lillah’s shaking clit as the cheerleader thrust in and out of her, the air filling with their mingled moans and thick with sweaty sex.

Lillah’s hands anchored themselves on Faith’s tits, her fingers squeezing deeper and deeper as she shivered after every penetrating lick and slobbering, adoring kiss of her quivering pussy. Faith’s curved hips rose and fell as Cordy pummelled at her pussy with her cold, steel-hard cock, the cheerleader’s hands sliding down to cup and squeeze her ass, pulling her towards the cock as Faith’s cunny trembled and flexed, her juices dripping onto the bed’s silken sheets.

Her excitement growing with every second, Faith’s tongue swirled around Lillah’s velvet hole, enjoying the aroused juices dripping onto it, her teeth occasionally, teasingly, scratching over the lawyer’s throbbing nubbin. Sweat gleamed and shone on the Slayer’s ripening to womamhood body as the two women enjoyed her. Her stimulation increased as the cheerleader took her clit in her fingers and pinched it, pleasure crashing over her.

“Oh yeah!” Faith gasped as Lillah’s fingers pinched still deeper into her hooters, back arching with the shock. “Use that tongue, you little-, ooooh!” Lillah gasped as Faith’s wet, unnaturally long tongue drove up into her cunt. “Oh yes! Oh yes!” The lawyer ground her neatly-shaven crotch against the Slayer’s beautiful face, juices dripping into the Bostonian’s eagerly receptive mouth.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Cordy grunted as her fingers pinched deep into the Slayer’s upturned behind as she sped up inside Faith’s cunt, sloshing juices slicking the cheerleader’s long steel cock, Faith’s pussy flexing wildly around her.

Faith forced herself to concentrate as she pushed her tongue up and into the vag of the lawyer sat on her face. The woman moaned and whimpered as she ground her crotch into the busty beauty’s face, Faith’s tongue tantalising her gushing, flexing honey pot. “Yes, yes!” Lillah shrilled. “Use that beautiful tongue, you dumb Slayer slut!”

Faith’s tongue moved faster and faster, lips slobbering onto the W&H lawyer’s nether lips between tongue thrusts, teeth pinching and tugging at her labia, her silken but sweat-slicked hips thrusting to meet the cock pounding at her, Cordy’s hands clenching constantly at her rounded behind. Faith writhed and wriggled as her pussy pulsed under the cheerleader’s persistent pounding, her pussy clenching and relaxing around the cock inside her. “Oh yes! Oh yes!” Lillah threw her head back and shrieked as Faith’s tongue slammed into her pussy. “YESSSSS!” Lillah let out a wild shriek, her crotch pounding up and down on the sultry Slayer’s face as juices spilt out onto Faith’s face even as her pussy vibrated around the cock stabbing at her cervix, her own juices gushing out to soak the bed beneath her. “GODDDDDDDDDD!”

“Oh god,” Lillah rolled off Faith’s cunt-creamed face and slumped onto the four-postered bed beside her, her face flushed and her hand reaching down to fondle the Slayer’s aroused-erect nipples. “Her mouth is amazing.”

“I told you,” Cordy pulled her cunt-slicked dildo out of Faith’s shaking pussy, reached down, grabbed Faith’s silken mane and pulled her up onto her knees, “I’m sure she’ll be happy to give you more.”

“Oh yes Mistress Cordy,” Faith snivelled, her by now instinctive subservient nature asserting itself. “I love Mistress Lillah’s pussy, it tastes so good.” Even though the lawyer wasn’t one of her branded owners, her owners had instructed her to serve the W&H associate and so, she deserved her unstinting respect.

Cordy put her finger under Faith’s chin and tilted her face up, the Slayer moaning as the fingers of Cordelia’s other hand rubbed up and down her moist cunny. “In that case, get your head in her crotch.”

“Yes Mistress.”

Faith nodded before scooting onto all fours. Her breasts dangled as she glided into position between the lawyer’s spread legs and pressed her face into Lillah’s cunny, the lawyer’s hips squirming on the silken, cunt-creamed sheets as Faith’s tongue lashed up and down her slit, the Slayer’s hands reaching under the lawyer to snatch a hold of her gorgeous butt. “Oh, oh yes!” The lawyer’s hand clamped onto the back of her head, holding her into place as the older woman’s hips rose and fell. “More, more, you dirty little bitch.”

Faith obeyed, her lips worshipfully kissing and caressing the moaning legal eagle’s crotch. Faith’s heart pounded as she felt Cordy’s hands grab at her silken-skinned hips and began rubbing her strap-on’s tip up and down her quivering pleasure hole’s entrance.

Air exploded from the Slayer when Cordy rammed her hips forward, her cunt gripping tightly to the invading cock. “Ohhhhh,” Faith whined as Cordy’s hips rose when her tongue danced over the top of her nubbin.

“Take it!” Cordy snarled as she pulled her hips back and rammed them back, her cock slicing the writhing Slayer in two, the Cheerleader’s taut belly slapping against her rounded ass, and her fingers digging deep into the busty brunette’s swelling hips. “Take it you little tramp!”

“Yes, yes!” Lillah’s back arched as her lips parted in a shriek. “Use that fucking mouth!” Faith slavishly obeyed, changing from nibbling at the lawyer’s labia to driving her tongue in and out of the lawyer’s contracting cunny, her juices filling the Slayer’s eager mouth.

“My, Lillah,” Cordy panted between thrusts into Faith’s shaking, juicing cunny, the once bombastic Bostonian shuddering with delight at every impalement, “you’re a real screamer. You’d never manage to keep quiet with her in The Bronze’s toilets.”

“Oh fuck!” Lillah squealed as Faith’s tongue snaked into her vag, stroking her moist, flexing walls. “Oh! Jesus!” Lillah let out a weary giggle. “I’m not usually a screamer, but that mouth.”

Faith’s back arched when Cordy’s fingernails raked down her back. “You little bitch! Let’s see how loud we get our guest’s screams shall we?”

Because of the position of her head Faith couldn’t reply, but she increased her tongue thrusts, driving deeper and deeper, faster and faster, never quite pulling her tongue out. “OHHH! YESSS! FUCCCCCK! YESSSSSSSSS!” Lillah screamed as Faith’s tongue pounded in and out of her quivering tongue, bare breasts bouncing as her back arched and ass rubbed on the silken sheets. “GODDDDDDDDDDD! SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOD! AH FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!”

Meanwhile Cordy’s cock drilled the tamed wild child’s pussy, the Slayer squirming and gasping with the force of every thrust, the cock only being pulled back a couple of inches before being rammed back in, constantly pummelling her cervix into a quivering, pulsing pleasure zone.

Sweat poured off the shaking beauty’s body as she forced herself to concentrate, her tongue jack-hammering into the lawyer’s pussy, Lillah squealing and panting as perspiration poured off her. “Yes! Yes!” The older brunette’s hips ground against the sheets, grinding up and down, forcing the Bostonian slut’s tongue deeper into her, Faith’s tongue twisting and swirling around inside her, every stroke of her velvet walls provoking more and more screams.

Cordelia by contrast had no technique to her fucking, just grabbing a tight hold of the Slayer’s sensual flanks and working her own hips back and forth, faster and faster, just humping the shit out of the Slayer’s pussy. Not that Faith had any complaints, Cordelia wasn’t subtle, but she sure as hell got the job done.
Faith squealed as she came, her shaking pussy expelling juices down her legs, but Cordy was relentless, continuing to pound in and out of her shaking pussy, her trim belly beating out a tattoo on the Slayer’s perfect posterior. “Ohhhh,” Lillah’s fingers dug deep into her head, pinching her skull, “don’t forget about me bitch.” Faith grabbed at Lillah’s clit and sucked hard, her tongue dancing over it as it wriggled in her mouth. “Oh yes! Oh yes! FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!” Lillah’s hips rose, meshing her crotch to Faith’s face as juices streamed out to further soak the Slayer’s beautiful features.
Cordy pulled out of her with a groan, her fingers dancing over the Slayer’s sweat-slicked, naked shoulders. “Did you like that, Faith?”
Faith raised her head from the W&H associate’s drenched crotch and nodded. “You fuck me good, Mistress Cordelia.”
“Ha!” Cordy slapped her ass hard enough to leave a handprint. “We haven’t finished yet have we, Mrs. Morgan?”
“Why Ms. Chase,” Lillah giggled when Faith moaned when she reached under and started pulling on the Slayer’s nipples like she was milking a cow, “what do you have in mind?”
“This,” Faith ignored the throbbing pulsing in her tits to look over her shoulder to see looked over her shoulder to see Cordelia knelt beside the toy box and pulling out a pair of fourteen inch plastic double-dildos, “I don’t see why the bitch should get all the penetration.”
“Oh,” Faith moaned as Lillah twisted her nipples, pain rippling through her swinging bosom.
“Open wide,” Cordy ordered. Cordy shoved two ends of the double-dongs into her mouth the moment the beauteous Bostonian obeyed. “Lube them,” she ordered as drool dribbled out of the Slayer’s mouth struggled to accommodate the two thick knob ends.
“Does the bitch like it up her ass?” Lillah queried.
“She doesn’t just like it, she cums from it,” Cordy stroked Faith’s hair as she pulled the cocks out of Faith’s mouth and threw one of the gnarled dongs to Lillah, “just you wait, she’s quite the show.”
“Oh really?” Lillah passed the dildo to Faith. “Put it in me, bitch.” Lillah groaned as the Slayer worked the prick into the lawyer’s soaked hole. “Oh yesssss.” Faith quickly squatted over the leggy lawyer’s plastic phallus and sunk onto it, her tight channel gripping snugly to the thick plastic.
“Forward.” Cordelia’s hand grabbed her by her shoulder and pushed her forward until her face was in the legal eagle’s firm chest, the lawyer’s silken hips rising, driving the cock deeper into her, when Faith began instinctively licking and kissing at her chest.
“Yes, oh god, the way your mouth works, oh god,” Lillah groaned, her mane billowing under her as her head thrashed from side to side, pouty lips parted in a groan. “Oh, yes. You dirty Slayer slut!”
Faith eased her hips up and down, Lillah’s own rising and falling to meet her, their sweat-slicked bellies slapping together, their twats simultaneously squeezing the fat cock impaling them. “Uhhh,” Faith groaned between meek alternate kisses to the lawyer’s nipples when the cheerleader grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart.
“Whenever you’re ready, Ms. Chase,” purred Lillah.
“Time to join the show,” Cordy giggled as she knelt behind Faith and began brutally thrusting the other cock into her ass, Faith would have reared up but for the cheerleader and lawyer’s hands on her shoulders holding her in place. The moment the dong was inserted, Cordy squatted over Faith’s bobbing ass and inserted its other hand into her cunny. “Ohhhhh, yesss,” the queen of Sunnydale High let out a long moan as she straddled the submissive and bounced up and down on the cock, every squat forcing the cock deeper into the house-broken Slayer’s throbbing ass. “Oh yes,” Cordy groaned as she leaned over Faith and grabbed a hold of Faith’s tits as her hips beat out a rhythm, darting up and down the plastic length. “Gotta have something to hold onto.”
“Ohhh,” Faith moaned as the two pricks rubbed and thrust against her sensitive places, sweat dripping onto her from the panting cheerleader above. “Ohhh,” the Bostonian writhed and wriggled as the two women’s hands pawed at her, rubbing and stroking all over their bitch’s nubile body.
Soon the two women were pistoning in and out of her, Faith responding to every pussy thrust from Lillah with a low erotic moan and every ass pounding from Cordy with a shuddering groan. Every time Cordy jammed her cock deep into her ass, Faith would jerk, both skewering herself on the dildo buried deep in her pussy, and also pushing the other end deeper into the writhing lawyer under her. Lillah’s hands joined Cordy’s on the Slayer’s bouncing breasts, rubbing constantly at her curved chest, the Slayer’s moans joining the pair’s grunts.
“Ohhh!” Lillah was first to cum, her hips rising as much as the two women on top of her would allow, her juices streaming to soak her flexing thighs. “Ohhh, fuck, yes!”
“Ahhh!” Faith panted as the teen straddling her ass, Cordy’s heavy breasts rubbing against the Slayer’s sweat-slicked back, reached around and grabbed her clit, ruthlessly mauling it. “Ohhhh!” Faith panted as the cheerleader’s crotch slapped against her rounded ass, going faster and faster as her climax approached, pushing the double-dong deeper into Cordy’s pussy, while simultaneously drilling deeper and deeper into Faith’s ass.

“Ohhhh! Yesss! Gaaaa! Jeeez!” Cordelia’s back arched as her climax crashed over her, her cunt-juices showering the Slayer’s ripe ass even as Faith’s own climax sent her juices spilling out to soak the gyrating lawyer beneath her.
Cordelia leaned over her and whispered an instruction into her ear. Faith nodded before lifting her hips up and off the double-dong still inserted inside Lillah, her juices slicking it. “Oh my,” Lillah gasped as Faith spun around, quickly speared her ass on the double-dong, slid down it, tucked her legs under her body, grabbed her ankles, and bent herself double, “how flexible.” The Slayer moaned as the lawyer’s hands grabbed a hold of her sweat-slicked bosom and began pumping her titties, thumbs rubbing at her nipples as she pulled her tits out until they stretched like cones. The lawyer simultaneously thrust her hips up, taking the cock deep inside her fuck channel while pushing it deeper and deeper into the ass of her bitch for the evening.
“Oh yeah,” Cordy leaned over her, soft fingers tickling up and down the Slayer’s undulating belly, “she can be twisted into any position you want.”

“Uhhhh,” Faith groaned as Cordy roughly thrust her dong back into Faith’s pussy, the cheerleader knelt over her. “Yeahhhh,” Faith groaned as the cheerleader pushed it in deep and laid down on the bed, her feet resting on Faith’s belly as she pushed the other end into herself.

”Ohhh,” Faith panted, sweat beading on her naked body, every movement thrusting either one or the other or both of the dildos deeper into her, the cocks rubbing constantly inside her, filling her tight holes as Lillah happily fucked herself under Faith, pushing the cock deep into her own pussy and into Faith’s ass, and Cordy panted and jiggled on the bed, her fingers rubbing constantly at her clit. “Godddd, yeahh, ohhh, goddddddd.”

Lillah’s tits rubbed constantly against Faith, the Slayer staying in her supple position so that the lawyer could play with her tits as she wanted. “Oh yes, oh yes,” the lawyer moaned in her ear, “who’s a flexible little whore?”

”Me, me,” Faith panted as the lawyer slapped at her tits, her legs folded beneath her, ankles in her hands, completely at the lawyer’s mercy, “I’m your bitch, fuck me, fuck me!”

Sweat streamed from all three naked beauties as they jiggled and panted, the sounds of their grunts filling the air. “Yes! Yes!” Faith gasped, her breath shortening as her ass began to throb and flutter, her pussy itching like she was about to cum. “Oh fuck!” Her dark eyes rolled back and her body arched even further, nipples so hard they practically sprung off her chest. “Ohhhhhh!” Her screams were lost in the others’ shrieks as her writhings set off their own climaxes.

”I have an idea,” Cordelia said after a minute’s rest, the statuesque brunette reaching over her to pull a two foot double-dildo out. “Why don’t you two girls get on your hands and knees, ass to ass.” Cordelia grinned as the two beauties moved into position, their tear-dropped tits swinging alluringly. “There’s a picture,” Cordelia purred as she kneeled up beside the two beauties, hands stroking their smooth, silken flanks. “Ready girls.”

“Uhhh,” Faith moaned as the cheerleader eased the cock into her and then Lillah, the two beauties immediately, instinctively, starting to thrust their asses back at one another, desperately seeking to get more and more of the double dong inside them, desperate to have the thick plastic rub against their tingling pleasure zones.

For a while Cordy was content to slide her hands all over their wet, slippery flesh, then she threw her long mane to one side, stood, straddled the Slayer and sunk a cock into her ass before squatting down on the other end. “Uhhh!” Faith threw her head back, long mane falling over her face, concealing her lust-filled features as the two cocks rubbed together inside her. “Uhhhh!” The Slayer sped up, pushing her ass back towards Lillah’s jiggling butt as her arousal grew, Cordy’s grunts filling the air as she pushed up and down on Faith’s ass, the cock twisting around inside the Slayer’s sensitive bung-hole.

Cordy’s tits bounced up and down as she rode the Slayer like she was her favourite show-pony, her sweat flowing from her to splatter the beauty beneath her. Meanwhile Faith huffed and puffed like a train racing for the station, cheeks expanding and deflating as she took on air, Lillah’s grunts also filling the air.

“So full, so full,” the Slayer panted as the two cocks rubbed together inside her, the cheerleader leaning over to grab a hold of and brace herself on Faith’s shoulders, her rounded hips rhythmically rising and falling, every thrust twisting around the cock in Faith’s ass. Lillah was simultaneously pushing her rounded tushy back at Faith, perspiration droplets flying off her swinging tits, drilling the cock in and out of the Slayer even as the lawyer excitedly enjoyed every back thrust of the Slayer. Both she and Lillah slumped forward on their faces even as their hips continued bucking back and forth, their hands trailing behind their legs to rub frantically at their clits, their shrieks of pleasure reaching even greater volumes.

”Ahhhh!” The ever responsive Slayer was the first to cum, juices spurting out to leak down her legs, pussy twitching wildly as it expelled its juices, the Slayer shaking in happy abandon as the other two women sped up, their effort-filled pants drowning out her gleeful shrieks. And then something splattered down on her ass, Cordy throwing her head back to wail her climax even as her juices sprayed the Slayer’s bubble-butt while Lillah rubbed frantically at her clit, forcing her own ecstatic climax, wildly flexing thighs coated with her own juices.

“Face on the bed and ass in the air,” Cordy slapped Faith’s behind. “I think it’s time we got our strap-ons and nailed that sweet little ass.”

“Oh I don’t know,” Lillah kneeled by the side of Faith and pulled her butt-cheeks apart, peering into the submissive’s ass for an on-the-spot inspection “she’s so narrow. Can she really take two cocks?”

”Oh she’s a Slayer,” Cordy slapped the Slayer’s up-turned ass again. “Besides she likes double-anal don’t you, sweetie?”

”Yes Mistress Cordelia, I love getting fucked in the ass,” Faith meekly replied.

The cheerleader tousled Faith’s hair. “Oh yes, who’s a good girl?” Cordelia threw a steel strap-on to the lawyer. “Couple of ten inchers I think.”

“Oh yes,” Lillah continuing peering into Faith’s ass. “I can see it now.”

“You first, dear,” Cordelia purred.

“Are you ready honey?” Lillah stroked Faith’s silken mane.

”Yes Mistress Lillah,” Faith replied. “Take me as hard and as rough as you want.” The Slayer’s back arched, sensual muscles flexing as Lillah shoved her steel member into her, Faith’s tight rear channel clenching around the thick cold cock as it impaled her. “Ohhhhhhh, jeez.”

“Ready for round two?” Cordy laughed as she straddled Faith, facing towards the happily squatting Lillah.

“Yes Mistr-, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Faith’s reply turned to a groan when the cheerleader rammed her cock home. “Ohhhh!” Faith squirmed helplessly as the two steel strap-ons scraped together inside her, mercilessly stretching her as they rubbed together inside her, every nerve inside her ass blazing like an inferno. “Aaaaah! Ohhh!” Faith threw her head from side to side, full lips parted in a wail. “Ahhhha!”
The two older brunettes got into a simultaneous rhythm, thrusting their dongs in and out of her, their tits rubbing together as the two older brunettes leaned into one another, their lips pressing together as their tongues duelled in one another’s mouths. “Ohhhh, ahhh!” Sweat dripped off the squealing beauty as the two panting lovelies squatted in and out of her shaking anus. “Gaaaa! Jeeez!”

“Ha,” the cheerleader laughed, “bet when you first heard of the Slayer, you never thought you’d end up double-drilling her ass.”

“Uhhhh!” Faith shrieked as her narrow anus continued to stretch to accommodate the two cocks rubbing inside of her.

“No,” Lillah looped an arm around the Slayer’s tiny waist, holding her in place so there was nowhere for her to squirm away, “and I never dreamed it would be this much fun.”

“She does feel so good and squirm and whimper so sexily,” Cordy giggled as her crotch slapped against Faith’s stretching ass.

Sweat flowed off the two fuckers and onto their fuckee, Faith panting with joy as the muscles and nerves in her ass stopped hurting and starting pulsing with pleasure, the Slayer shaking with glee. “Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, so good, yeah.”

The two women laughed at Faith’s panting and pleading, the Slayer quivering and trembling as her anal climax approached. But then both women slowed, teasingly forcing her anal climax away. “Take your time,” Cordy counselled with a laugh. “This is prime ass you’re fucking, make her last, we’ve got all night.”

“Please,” Faith’s rosy lips parted in a pant as her climax receded into the distance, her sweat-slicked hips bucking in protest, “please.”

“Oh I don’t think so,” Faith jumped when Lillah’s palm slapped against her ass. “You cum when we let you, understand?”

Faith nodded docilely. “Yes Mistress Lillah.”

“Ha!” Cordy’s hand cracked against Faith’s helpless ass. “Big surprise! The Wolfram & Hart lawyer is a natural bitch!”

”Darling,” Faith’s breath caught when the lawyer’s fingers danced over her clit, “one doesn’t survive at Wolfram & Hart without being a bitch.”

“Uhhhh,” Faith grunted as the two women crushed their lips back together and returned to squatting into her, faster and faster, her bunghole stretching and pulsating as the two cocks clanged together inside her, every bunghole nerve flaming like an inferno. “Ahh,” Faith panted, her hips thrusting up to meet the cocks pleasuring her expanding anus, “ohhhh, please!”

Faith let out a frustrated sob, sweat dripping into her teary eyes when the two laughing women pulled back until only their tips were inside her. “Please,” Faith pleadingly looked up at her two tormenters, her butt pushing up at them. “Please, please, fuck me hard Mistresses.”

Instead the naked duo kissed one another before returning their attention to her, Faith’s hips twitching when Cordelia trailed a teasing a finger up and down her ass crevice. “You cum when we say, bitch,” Lillah swatted her ass, “understand?”

“Yes Mistress Lillah,” Faith nodded, “when you say.”

Cordelia kissed Lillah on the neck. “Oh god, I want this night to never end.”

“I’m sure,” Lillah laughed and Faith squealed when both women thrust deep into her aching, throbbing anus, “I can arrange myself a position as W&H liaison to your group.”

”Oh god, that would be so good!” Cordy wailed as her tits rubbed against Lillah’s, the two older brunettes thrusting in and out of their underage sub’s widening ass, every nerve jangling as her anus throbbed and heated.

“OHHHHH!” Faith threw her head back and screamed. “GODDDDDDDDD!” Her butt bounced under the twin cocks expanding her bunghole. “OHHHH!” Juices spurted out as she came and screamed her climax into the bed under her, pleasure crashing over her in wave after wave until her vision blurred. “YESSSSS! YESSSSSSSSS! GODDDDDDDDD! OHHHHHHHH!”

Faith slumped wearily on the bed, her ass feeling massively stretched and pummelled by the two laughing women knelt either side of her, and feeling her up. “Hey Faith,” Cordelia slapped her buns, “get your sweet tushy downstairs, get a banana out of the fridge, come back here, and fuck yourself with it, while Lillah and I make out and watch.” Cordy looked towards the older woman. “Sound good to you?”

“Sounds wonderful,” purred the lawyer. Lillah grabbed Faith sweaty hair and lifted her face up. “You’ll do what the nasty Wolfram & Hart lawyer tells you to do won’t you, you trampy little Slayer?”

* * *

“Hello Mayor Wilkins, a privilege to meet you,” Mrs Summers purred as she strode into the Mayoral office, Buffy flanking her on her left and Faith for once wearing her pre-Sunnydale leathers on her right, Mrs. Summers’ trio of witches trailing behind.

The man sat behind the desk was broad-faced, genial-looking, and portly. “Now really,” the man’s brow furrowed, “I’m normally a fan of being visited by such a bevy of beauties, but I have nothing scheduled in the diary.”

“You can cut the homespun act,” Joyce beamed as she dropped a sheaf of type-written sheets onto the desk. “I’m onto you, I know all about your necromantic magics.”

“Magics?” The man’s laugh sounded extremely forced. “Next you’ll be telling there’s vampires and zombies.”

“Please Mayor Wilkins, I know all about your plans for ascension, Wolfram & Hart were very helpful.” The public servant’s face paled at Joyce’s mention of the law firm. “I’d strongly suggest you look at those papers. I have a statement from the local businesswoman’s association deploring the lack of women in political positions in the town.” That had cost Joyce a monthly loaning of her bitch, namely Faith’s, at the local businesswoman’s get-togethers\orgies. “I have a statement from Chief of Detectives Stein detailing your kickbacks.” The cop got to keep his job. “I have a statement from Judge Holmes and ADA Dawson detailing times when you instructed cases were dropped, zoning requests denied and accepted.” For that the Judge and ADA got to share their jailbait for three hours every Saturday evening. “I’ve got separate statements from Councilman Davis and Deputy Mayor Finch detailing corruption and inaptitude in Sunnydale’s political system.” For that, the Councilman got her Tuesday afternoons in the dungeon and the Deputy Mayor took her on Thursday afternoons in his flat. “And finally Principal Snyder detailing failings in the town’s educational system.” Thank god the principal was happy with the time Faith already had with him, otherwise with her current commitments and keeping up with the housekeeping Faith would barely have a moment for sleeping and Slaying.

“How? How?” The Mayor babbled.

“How isn’t important,” Joyce smirked down at the man as he struggled to comprehend the notes on his desk. “What is important is the fact you have to be Mayor to ascend or to become immortal. Now you have two choices. All of the possible candidates have already agreed to back my campaign to be Sunnydale’s Mayor. Now you can either fight me and these statements will be released to media throughout the state, probably ending with you going to prison. Or you can sign this resignation,” Joyce shoved another sheet under the man’s face, “and not ascend, but get to leave town a free man. The ball is in your court, Mr. Mayor.”

“You have no idea-.”

“My daughter is the Vampire Slayer, the three ladies behind you very powerful witches, and this pretty little thing,” Faith moaned as Joyce stroked her mane, “another Slayer. One way or another, your reign of Sunnydale is over!”

The air crackled with tension following Joyce’s pronouncement. Finally the Mayor nodded, his eyes glazed with shock. “This isn’t over,” he muttered as he signed his resignation and rose. “I’ve other cards to play, just you see if I haven’t.”

The moment the man slammed his office door behind him, Joyce moved over to the other side of the desk and sat down. “Finally,” the forty-something breathed before looking over to Buffy, her eyes hardening. “That man will at the least go after some of my allies and at the most make an attempt on us. Be a dear and follow him out, kill him for Mommy.” Joyce’s eyes shifted to Willow. “Willow, Faith has a show in an hour. Take her home and get her ready.”

* * *

The moment they got outside, Willow turned to her and smirked. “Strip girl, oh but leave those knee-high boots on.” Faith quickly obeyed, draping her clothes over her arm and shivering in the spring chill, her nipples hardening and flesh pimpling. “You won’t need those.” Willow took her clothes off her, unlocked Mrs. Summers’ people carrier she used for group trips, threw the clothes inside and beamed at her. “It’s a lovely day. Let’s walk home.”

“Yes Mistress Willow,” Faith nodded mournfully. The Summers household was half-way across town and it was mid-morning, Sunnydale would be packed.

“Come on then,” Willow giggled. The walk through Sunnydale took twice the normal twenty minutes, the domineering witch purposefully taking the most circuitous route. Willow stopped every time she met someone, asking them what they thought of her slut, and even allowing a few dirty old men and giggling school-girls to feel her up. The once bombastic Bostonian had been forced to stand tamely by as the examination and discussion of her nubile attributes went on. Willow had even made her run into Sunnydale’s sporting goods store, jump on the trampoline in the display window, do the splits, and run out again.

Willow giggled as they reached the Summers home and looked towards Faith. “A pleasant walk on a lovely spring morning, what could be better?”

“It was real fun, Mistress Willow,” Faith lied.

”Good girl,” Faith jumped when Willow slapped her behind. “Now get those sweet buns inside.”

* * *

The moment they were inside, Willow pointed upstairs. “We have twenty minutes before your show, use ten of them to get a shower. I want you to gleam.”

“Yes Mistress Willow,” Faith hurried upstairs and jumped into the shower. As the hot water flowed over her, cleansing beads rolling down her curvy body, Faith thought about her Mistresses and the life she’d found herself in. On the one hand, for the first time she had a home of her own, and the amount of sex she got these days even sated a nympho like her. On the other there were owners. Some like Joyce, Amy, Aura, Marcie, and Lilly wanted nothing more to lie down, spread their legs and let Faith’s mouth take care of them for a couple of hours. Others like Rhonda, Heidi, and Anya liked to strap on a cock and make her squeal. Others like Willow just wanted a bitch they could humiliate and dominate. Then there were the sadists like Cordy and Mrs. Walsh, who enjoyed dishing out pain.

And then there was Buffy. Unlike the others, there was genuine hatred and jealousy in her treatment of her, that girl really didn’t like to share her mommy.

“Faith!” Willow’s voice travelled up the stairs. “You’re keeping your fans waiting, get that sweet little butt downstairs now!”

“Yes Mistress Willow.” The nubile Slayer hurriedly towelled herself off. Pink skin glowing, Faith quick-stepped downstairs to find Willow had been joined in the lounge with Mr. Nabbit. The sultry Slayer had been pimped out to him on a number of occasions including a very profitable five days where she’d ‘French maided’ at his mansion, and other dates too, he really liked to pound his bitch. “Hello sir,” Faith glanced down at the floor as the nude Slayer came to a stop between the clothed pair, “it’s a pleasure to see you again sir.”

“Ah,” the no longer shy billionaire patted her on the head, “hello Faith, it’s a pleasure to see you again too.”

“Mr. Nabbit has paid Mrs. Summers plenty of cash to use you today, so enough with the pleasantries,” Willow giggled. “We have a show to film. Get on the table and I’ll do the introductions. Oh and fondle yourself, I want your fans to see how happy you are to be here.”

“Yes Mistress Willow.” Faith nodded subserviently before hurrying over and lying spread-eagled on the table, moaning softly as the fingers of one hand groped at her firm, pert breasts and the other rubbed up and down her bald crotch.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Willow’s voice was husky with excitement as she spoke into her microphone. “Watchers of debauchery and fans of decadence,” Willow liked to get wordy with her voice-overs, “have we got a show tonight! A show unique in our pantheon of cinema. Our sweet little slut isn’t going to get to cum in our show tonight, nor is her partner. No, we’ve had a very special request for some body modification. Our guest has decided even our pretty little princess can be improved by some body jewellery. And after the show, every member gets to vote in a poll to decide if she should keep her modifications!”

Faith’s eyes widened in shock as Willow’s words sunk in. It seemed the harem’s control over her was total, not only did they have control over what and who she did, her chores and the like, but in what her body looked like.

Her situation had barely begun to sink in when Mr. Nabbit was leaning over her, a leer on his face. “Relax Faith,” the billionaire purred, “I’m sure you’re going to look even more beautiful after I’ve finished.”

“Yes, Mr. Nabbit,” Faith nodded. If nothing else, playing with whatever work she had done would doubtless entertain her harem betters.

“Now lift up your left boob,” Mr. Nabbit ordered.

“Yes sir.” Faith grabbed hold of her left breast’s underside and lifted it up, sweat beading in nervous anticipation and rolling down it. A hiss escaped her full, curved lips as the billionaire pushed a needle through her nipple, white hot pain lancing through her nubbin. “Ummmm!” Her back arched as the needle was quickly yanked out and a golden ring fixed in place. “Uhhhhhhh!” Faith’s full lips parted in a squeal as the billionaire experimentally twisted and tugged on the ring.

”That’s nicely in place,” Mr. Nabbit commented “Now on with the right titty.”

”Yes sir.” Faith panted, her body shaking as every nerve blazed on fire with part anticipation and part pain. The moment she’d changed her grip, Nabbit walked around to that side and pushed the needle into her cherry-brown nubbin. “Uhhhh,” Faith whimpered as the man withdrew the needle and worked a golden ring, a twin to the one in her left nipple, into position, before giving it its obligatory tug.

“I wanted to pierce your tongue and nose, but Mrs. Summers said her pet’s face was far too pretty to alter,” Mr. Nabbit muttered, his clammy fingers stroking and down up the Slayer’s flat, quivering belly. “But as much as she liked your pretty little belly button,” Faith’s breath caught as the billionaire’s fingers pinched and tugged her belly-button, heart thundering at what was to come, “I was able to ‘persuade’ her that it could be improved.”

”Uhhh,” Faith’s jaw clenched as the needle entered her belly button, was briefly twisted around then pulled out. Her swelling hips rose, spasmodically pushing her hairless crotch towards the camera, as the gold ring was shoved into her aching belly button. “Uhhh.”

“I’ve got another gold ring,” Nabbit smiled down at her as she squirmed sexily beneath him as her nipples and belly ached. “Can you guess where this is going?” Faith shook her head then moaned when the billionaire began easing her clit out of it protective sheath. She didn’t need to be a prophetess to know this was gonna hurt like hell.

“Aaaah!” Faith squealed as the billionaire worked his needle into her nubbin, burrowing through it like a sadistic mole. The dark-eyed beauty’s hips bucked and her full ass rose when the billionaire quickly followed that up by fixing another gold ring to the whimpering beauty’s clit. “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Sweat beaded on the beauty’s naked body as she shook with pain.

Her shaking was still subsiding when the nerdy billionaire began alternating between tugs on her left and right labia lips. “Now,” the man muttered, “I’ve got six silver rings here to decorate you with. Can you guess where they’re going?”

“My pussy,” Faith’s trembling whisper was picked up by the webshow’s recording equipment. “Uhhhh!” Faith forced her hips to stay still as the man drove a needle through one lip and into the other.

“Good guess.” Her breath shortened as the man rubbed his palm up and down her nether lips, then pulled the needle out and shoved it through her pussy lips again, relentlessly burrowing through her sensitive flesh flaps. “And one final impalement.”

“Uhhhh,” Faith gritted her teeth, then threw her head back and wailed when the needle sunk into her again, pain tearing through her, “ahhhhhhh!”

“Still,” the billionaire brusquely ordered. Faith forced herself to relax as the man stood between her spread legs began attaching the six silver rings, three on either side, the rings tinkling together as the Slayer lay exhausted on the table, her rounded chest rising and falling as her heart pounded.

Eventually the last of the rings were attached to the beauty’s pussy and Nabbit stepped back. “Faith dear,” Willow spoke through the intercom, “play with your piercings for your audience.”

“Uhhh,” Faith moaned as the busty brunette began squeezing and pawing at her pert tits, her trim belly undulating as she glided a hand down it and began rubbing her fingers up and down her newly ringed labia, pain and pleasure rippling through her with each tug on her piercings. “Aaaah.”

“There you have it,” Willow whispered as the dark-eyed lovely on the table moaned and groaned. “Another Fun Fucking Faith show. Don’t forget to comment on the website and vote in the poll. Keep the piercings, lose the piercings. You, the website members decide.”