Breaking Faith

A/N: Colleen and Caridad were the potentials that Xander had a dirty dream about.
And Dade, hot and disturbing was what I was definitely aiming for with the previous part.

More Fun For Toy

“Willow! What are you doing to Toy?”

The witch laughed at Faith’s co-owner’s question. “Come closer Kennedy, have a look.”

Faith knew she must look a sight. As usual in the Rosenberg household, the house slave was completely naked except for her collar. What wasn’t usual, even in this deeply depraved house, was her position. Her arms were at right angles to her body, her wrists tied to ropes dangling from the ceiling, her legs folded up and tied by her ankles to her shoulders. Heavy weights hung from her nipples, the ring gag separating her lips making her drool incessantly as a wooden phallus mounted on a plinth slowly twisted and impaled her. Opposite her was the webcam, her owner recording her degradation for her website’s fortunate subscribers.

“Wow,” Faith wriggled as Kennedy walked behind her and began idly spanking her with a three-pronged flogger, adding to her intense discomfort. “What’s that thing fucking our bitch?”

“Faith was very naughty after you went out,” Willow scolded. “I had her bent over in the garden when she fell and broke my favourite garden gnome. The clumsy bitch has to be punished.”

”Oh,” Kennedy purred, “I quite agree, you know how much I enjoying disciplining our girl.”

”You do, don’t you?” Willow flashed Faith a viscous grin that made her insides shrivel. She hadn’t meant to break the gnome, her hand had just slipped in the dewy grass. “After tonight then, Faith belongs to you for,” Willow licked her lips. “A week.” Faith moaned in terror. “I know how inventive you can be, and you’re far crueller than I am. Must be the Slayer in you. She’s yours, just tape everything you do to her and put it on the website.”

”Thanks Willow!” The two lesbians exchange a slow, long kiss. “What’s this contraption though?”

“It’s my own invention!” the witch proudly proclaimed. “It’s a nine inch dildo that enters our slut’s cunny half an inch every ten minutes, grinding around inside her for the ten minutes and thickening an eighth inch a time. I call it ‘The Slow Screw’!”

“Wow!” Kennedy looked from her to Willow. “She must be getting one hell of a screwing!” Kennedy looked back at her. “Tomorrow we’ll have to try it in her ass!”

“Oh yes!” Willow laughed. “What a good idea!”

“What are you doing with her tonight?”

“Well,” Willow grinned. “There was this cop once, Kate Lockley, she was the one who,” Willow broke off as Faith trembled, the rough wood’s incessant rubbing sending a climax running through her, “ah,” the witch giggled. “Our naughty girl’s cumming!” The red-head looked back at Kennedy. “Kate’s the cop who arrested Faith. She’s been working as a Watcher now. I bet Faith gave Kate plenty of attitude, so she can apologise with her body.”

“Who are her Slayers?” Kennedy asked as she lashed Faith’s back.

“Colleen and Caridad,” Willow replied.

”Lucky bitches.”

“Don’t worry, the little ho is all yours for the rest of the week.”

* * *

Faith strutted towards the tinted-window stretch limo that had just pulled up to the kerb. A window slid soundlessly down, Kate’s aqua eyes staring out. “Are you the girl we hired?”

“Yes ma’am,” Faith was careful to keep her tone respectful. After all, Willow had told her to be at her most dutiful to make up for her past smart mouth. She’d been such a naughty bitch ho until her owner had shown her the error of her ways.

The former cop licked her lips. “Lose the mac.”

”Yes ma’am,” the once sassy Slayer meekly unbuttoned the trenchcoat and allowed it to fall in a heap at her high-heeled feet. The chill draught stiffened her nipples and made Faith all the more aware of the skimpiness of her outfit. The once rebellious Slayer’s owners had fitted her out in a necklace of teeth, a leopard skin triangle bikini that barely covered her steel-hard nubbins, and matching triangle thong that was tied on her hip. Her thick glossy mane rested on her tanned shoulders, her full breasts not really requiring her top’s assistance to stand high and perky, her tanned belly flat, her ass round yet pert, and long legs smoothly sexy. “Do I please, ma’am?”

“Lose the bikini and get in.” The limo’s passenger door swings open.

“Yes ma’am.” The moment the bikini hit the floor, Faith crawled over the former police officer’s lap, Kate’s hands seeming to be a thousand places at once, caressing and fondling every inch of the bitch’s sexy curves. They stroked her long mane, tugged on her nipples, squeezed her ample tits, stroked her ripe rear, and most magnificently fingered her aching for it twat.

”Get on the floor,” the blonde Watcher ordered the moment the busty slave had crawled past her.

“Yes ma’am.” Faith quickly obeyed. The moment her naked knees hit the limo’s thick carpet, Faith looked around. Kate and the pretty Slayer sat on the leather seat were both dressed in expensive business suits of pinstriped skirts and blazers, their eyes hungrily eating up the sultry slave’s many charms. Some sort of classical music was playing in the background and both women were sipping champagne from a bottle in an ice bucket. “This is Colleen,” Kate introduced her companion, a black-eyed girl with long, silky hair and a healthy tan. “She’s my personal assistant. We won a big contract today so we decided to experiment and hire a hooker for a party. You’re it.” Both women hitched their skirts up over their hips, revealing their pantyless crotches. “We paid good money, you better be worth it.”

Faith nodded as she eased her palms up the two women’s silk stockinged legs. Both women moaned, heads going back and hips bucking as the submissive Slayer slid first one and then two fingers into each of their tight fuck-channels. Their pussies were warm and welcoming as they clenched around the naked Bostonian’s fingers when her thumbs teasingly grazed over the women’s clits at the moment of maximum penetration. The brunette beauty continued to see-saw her fingers in and out of the two babes’ moist cunnys, her fingers sometimes going fast, sometimes slow, sometimes twisting right, and sometimes left, the unpredictability only adding to the fortunate women’s stimulation.

All the while, the formerly proud Bostonian watched as the Watcher and Slayer sat above her made out, their hands tugging at one another’s hair and clothes. “Ooooh.” Faith moaned as first one and then the other bra snapped open, two firm grade A racks bouncing into view.

“Yessss!” Kate’s hips bucked, her fuckhole spasming around Faith’s probing fingers. The Watcher’s juices gushed out, splattering the car’s expensive seat. A few seconds later Colleen followed suit, her titties bouncing as the Slayer’s ass lifted off the seat with the force of her climax.

For a few seconds there was nothing but ecstatic breathing, the two beauties’ bodies gleaming with sweat as their chests rose and fell. “Owww.” Faith whimpered as Kate reached down, grabbed and pulled on a handful of the once-sassy beauty’s silky locks.

”Up here skank.”

Faith quickly obeyed, sitting between her two clients, the Slayer and the Watcher showering her nubile nudeness with kisses, concentrating on her face, shoulders, belly, and of course grade A tits, their lips tenderly caressing her satin flesh, every touch making her moan and whine, her body writhing helplessly as a thousand sensations flushed through her. At the same time, the Slayer and Watcher began shoving two fingers apiece into the ebony-eyed seductress’ tight cunny. “Oh please, yes,” Faith moaned as her cunny pulsed and throbbed around the probing, intruding fingers, a helpless slave to her body’s slutty responses. “Use me!” Her hands slid up the two women flanking her and began happily groping their firm chests. “So goooooood.”

“You like don’t you?” Kate whispered. “Being a dirty little whore?”

”Yesss, yesss,” Faith moaned.

“A cum hungry slut?” Colleen whispered in the other ear.

”Yesss, oh god yes.” Faith’s heart-shaped lips opened in a whimper as both women grinned then lowered their heads, taking a nipple each in their mouths and tried to see which one could be the first to suck them off her breasts, the twin-stimulation acting like an electric current to her already throbbing pussy. “Oh god, oh god,” Faith moaned and writhed, aroused sweat pouring off her. “Yes, yes, yes,” the once so mighty beauty babbled, dark mane thrashing as the two women pleasured her. And then her climax crashed over her, twat vibrating around the probing fingers as her juices shot out. Faith threw her head back and screamed. “Godddddddd! Thank yoouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

The fingers had barely been pulled out of her still twitching snatch when Kate re-grabbed the once sassy Slayer’s dark mane in her cum-soaked fingers. The former cop dragged her onto her hands and knees on the seat, pushing her head down into her lap.

The busty Bostonian’s breasts rubbed against the seat’s fine leather as she began working her tongue out of the older woman’s eager pussy, knowing instinctively what her temporary mistress wanted from her dutiful bitch. “Yes!” Kate moaned, rotating and grinding her hips so that the sultry sex-toy’s tongue caressed every slicked inch.

At the same time Colleen crawled up behind the Council fuck-toy and began kissing and licking all over the brunette’s rounded ass, taking advantage of her upraised rump. “Yessssss,” Faith groaned when the younger Slayer gently spread her fleshy globes and began licking at her anal rosebud, two fingers from her free-hand jack-hammering in and out of the brunette beauty’s juicy twat. “Ohhhh thanksssss. Yessss, I need it, you’re so good. Fuck my pussy, use those fingers.”

Faith’s well-rounded hips bucked in response to Colleen’s finger-fucking, the Council play-thing’s tongue simultaneously thrusting in and out of the moaning former cop’s moist twat. The rapidly-panting blonde hips ground against her face, the former police-woman holding Faith’s head down, keeping the meek submissive just where she wanted her. The rapidly-panting brunette replied by reaching out to pinch the blonde cop’s clit. “Fuck!” Kate’s hips bucked, banging against Faith’s open mouth as juices gushed into her.

At the same time the busty Bostonian’s twat spilt out around Colleen’s fingers, trickling down the brunette’s silky-smooth legs as they shook in post-orgasmic ecstasy. Kate tousled Faith’s midnight-black mane. “Oh my god,” the cop groaned, “what a fucking tongue you’ve got.”

“Oooooh.” Faith shivered. The Slayer’s smooth skin pimpled when the Watcher poured the last of the chilled champagne all over her, giving her already glistening body an ivory hue. Then both women attacked her with their tongues, gleefully licking and slurping the drink off the moaning beauty. “Jesusssss!” Every where tingled as their hot tongues and wet mouths slurped and licked their ways slowly around her sensual curves, making the big-titted brunette pant and moan, thanking her owners for giving her this glorious experience. “Thank you, thank you, yes, your tongues, oooooooooooooooh,” her back arched as she timidly allowed the two women to use her in any way they found fit, “that’s so goooooooood. More, more, pleaaaaaase!”

Faith was still shaking in post-orgasmic glee when the former cop grabbed her glossy mane and yanked her face towards her. “On your back, you nasty ho! Colleen climb on her face, you have to experience this bitch’s mouth, it’s divine!”

“Can’t wait,” Colleen purred as Faith moved eagerly into position, her body’s juices moulding to the leather seat, the younger Slayer quickly moving her neatly shaven crotch onto Faith’s face. “Oh yes,” the younger Slayer groaned as she leaned down and began squeezing Faith’s fleshy chest, “you feel sooooo gooooooood.”

“Let’s see if your honey pot tastes as good as it looks.” Although she could no longer see Kate, Faith felt the blonde Watcher grab her knees and spread her legs. “Whatever I do I want you to copy on Colleen, understand?” Unable to speak thanks to the pussy smothering her, Faith meekly waved. “Good bitch.”

Every time Kate kissed her pussy, Faith duplicated that on Colleen, her lips as soft and eager as Kate’s were to taste Faith’s own delights. Every time the cop ran her tongue up and down Faith’s bald labia, she’d do the same to the REAL Slayer. Every time the cop gently eased her tongue inside and gave her walls a thorough licking, Faith would slavishly reciprocate on Colleen, the young Slayer panting and groaning as she did so. Every time the cop just rammed her tongue quickly in and out, Faith would do the same to Colleen, the younger brunette bouncing slightly on her face in happy reply. Every time the cop’s tongue grazed her clit, Faith would shudder then do the same to Colleen, the brunette Slayer’s grip on her tits momentarily tightening in breathless response. Whatever the cop did, the house-broken Slayer would eagerly repeat on Colleen, the subservient lack of control she had over the pussy-licking she was giving to the fortunate brunette only adding to her arousal.

One thing was for sure, Kate had eaten pussy before for sure, because soon Faith’s belly was tightening and her twat pulsing as her climax neared. Faith’s hips arched, her twat convulsing when Kate took Faith’s throbbing nubbin and bit, chewing down on it with vigour, Colleen letting out a delighted squeal when she did the same. The broken Bostonian’s pleasure-juices spurted out to coat the expensive leather seat even as Colleen’s sprayed out over Faith’s cheap yet delightful face.

After a few seconds the panting Slayer climbed off the submissive fuck-toy’s face. “On your hands and knees by the window.” Heart still pounding, Faith scurried into position, peering out of the tinted glass onto the street-lit city. “Colleen,” Faith heard Kate’s husky horniness in every word she spoke, “introduce the ho to the bottle.”

Faith’s head shot up, pool-like eyes widening. She turned towards Kate who’d sat on the seat opposite her, legs apart and fingers up her pussy, a hungry look in the formerly up-tight blonde’s eyes. Faith gulped, this was gonna be one hell of an experience, but she was powerless to resist. God only knew what her owners would do to her if she defied her betters.

“Aaaaa!” The sultry slave shivered and her ample tits bounced when Colleen teasingly slid the bottle’s icy bottom up and down her labia. “Soooooo cold.”

“But you want it don’t you?” Kate teased. “You horny minx?”

As much as she wanted to protest, Faith knew there was only one answer she could give. “Oh yes,” the desperate to please slut nodded eagerly, “give it to me!”

“You heard her,” Kate laughed throatily, her free hand fondling her own body as her eyes remained fixed on the depravity before her.

“Oooooo,” Faith moaned as the younger Slayer eased her pussy lips apart. Her hot pussy chilled as it spread before the bottle’s wide end, the thick object taking an eternity to enter her narrow channel, stretching it more than any cock or dildo had ever managed.

“How does it feel?” Kate asked. “Does it feel good?”

“Aaaaah,” Faith couldn’t answer, couldn’t do anything but babble incoherently as Colleen slowly twisted the bottle inside, a volcano simmering inside her despite the artic coldness. “Ooooooh.” Colleen laughed as she began to work the bottle in and out of her helpless bitch, free hand alternating between squeezing her firm ass or tickling her wildly quivering belly, every touch adding to the horny slave’s arousal. “Yesss, yesss, yesss.” Sometimes the domineering Slayer would twist inside her either clockwise or counter-clockwise, sometimes angle it up, sometimes angle it down, and sometimes go fast or slow. “Jeeeeeeeez.” Two consecutive thrusts inside her were never the same, giving the pimped out beauty no chance to ready herself for what happened next. “Goddddddd. Fucccck.” Drool rolled down her face as she gasped and wheezed for air.

“I think she’s enjoying it!” Kate panted with a giggle, her own cheeks reddening with arousal.

Sweat poured off the Bostonian’s curvy frame despite the chill inside her most sensitive area as the bottle-fucking continued, her body twitching and thrashing helplessly, her body prisoner to its own impulses. Her eyes bulged and nipples so hard she thought they’d pop off as her climax approached, curved mouth opening in a babbling croak. “Oh god, oh god,” she shivered, eyes bulging and body dancing. “Yes, yes, yes.” Her belly contracted and thighs tightened as her ass jiggled, gleaming in the limo’s light. “Please, please, soooooooooo.”

“Slow up,” Kate suddenly instructed. “I don’t want her to cum yet.”

The bottle was pulled out immediately, leaving her feeling strangely empty, its end just teasingly stroking her uncontrollably twitching labia. And then Colleen began to slide it back in, gently working it in and out of her clenching tightness, but gradually speeding up as Faith’s grunts began to reach a crescendo. “Yes, yes, yes!” Faith moaned excitedly, an uncontrollable heat filling her bottle-filled twat. “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me!”

“Out,” Kate ordered. “Not yet. I want her to really blow.”

“Give it to me, give it to me.” Faith moaned her anguish as the younger Slayer quickly obeyed the cop, giggling as she did so. The younger girl’s tongue tickled at her labia making Faith whimper and moan as she tried and failed to cum. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes.” And then the bottle was inside her again, not thrusting in and out this time, just twisting around, stimulating her nerve receptors. “Please,” she panted, staring pleadingly at a giggling Kate, “please, let your dirty whore come.”

The cop just laughed and shook her head. “Make her suffer some more, Colleen.”

“Love to,” the younger Slayer giggled. Colleen continued teasing her, suddenly thrusting for a glorious minute, working towards her promised climax, and then pull away, leaving the bottle just stroking her labia, keeping her stimulated but no-where near her climax.

“No, no, let me, let me.” Soon Faith’s head sunk into the leather seat, her limbs too weak to hold her, only her ass remaining in the air as she thrust it mindlessly back, pleading for the bottle’s release with her slutty body. “Please, please, please, please,” she babbled, tears of frustration rolling down her high cheeks as she looked towards the laughing cop. She’d proven her domination over the pimped out Slayer, made her beg like she’d only rarely begged before and only to Willow and Kennedy. “Please, please, please, please. Please, please, let your whore cum. Please please, let your dirty slut cum.”

“Not yet, darling.” Kate grinned as she grabbed Faith’s glossy locks and yanked her head up. “Colleen, keep teasing her.”

“Oh yeah,” the younger Slayer’s tongue tickled at Faith’s pulsing pussy, the bottle suddenly pulled out for a second, “she’s so sexy when she moans like this.”


“Goddddddddd!” Faith clawed at the window, nails scratching the glass as her lips parted in an endless screech as the laughing Slayer behind her continued to over-stimulate her nerve receptors. Sometimes the younger brunette would thrust the iced bottle gently in, other times she’d ram it in as if she was trying to shatter Faith’s cervix. “Please, mistress, I’ll be a good bitch, please, please.” Faith sobbed and whimpered, her centrefold body exhausted as the laughing cop told Colleen to pull back every time she thought she was going to get her release. “Please, please, oh god, please, please, let me, please,” she babbled. “I’ll do anything, please, please, please, please. Let me cum, please, please. Please, please, please.”

The cop giggled as Colleen pulled the bottle out, leaving Faith sobbing mindlessly, the other Slayer’s lips once again teasing her with a trail of soft, barely touching kisses. The sexy brunette reached between her own legs. “Move your hands away,” Kate snapped. “It’s not your time yet.”

“Yes Mistress.” Colleen laughed as Faith quickly obeyed, even her horny state she knew better than to disobey her superiors. The sadistic brunette took a different tact, working the bottle-end into her pussy and ceaselessly turning it first one way and the other, rubbing almost but not quite on her clit. “Please, please, please,” Faith’s hips bucked mindlessly, sweat pouring off her nubile body as the two tortured her with release, only to snatch it away time and time again, just seconds from climax. “You have to, you have to, you have to.”

“We don’t have to do anything Toy. Who’s in charge here, Toy?” Kate laughed.

“You, you, you,” Faith panted, head snapping up and down as Colleen pulled the bottle out, rubbed bottle bottom up and down her labia a few times before easing it back inside and leaving it wedged in her opening, constantly turning it so that her labia twitched so much she thought it would rip off. “I’m your bitch!.” Sweat beaded and dripped into her eyes as she shook mindlessly, her foreahead pressed into the leather seat, ass arched up into the room, jiggling with every twist or push of the bottle, and dangling tits hypnotically swaying back and forth, nipples steel-hard, as she repeatedly babbled one single word. “Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please.”

And then Kate spoke. “Colleen, let her cum.”

“Yessss!” Faith screamed herself hoarse when Colleen began to thrust the bottle deeper and faster inside her, free hand reaching between her legs to pinch her clit. “Aaaaa!” her head snapped up, heart-shaped mouth opening in a scream as her orgasm sent her into climatic bliss. “Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuu!” The slayer beauty bounced up and down on the bottle. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Faith’s pussy clenched and unclenched around the invading bottle, her juices soaking the seat as her body shook and quivered, mingled sweat and champagne flying off it. “Fucccccccccccccccccccccccccccccckkkkkk! Chrissssssssst!” Faith screamed and screamed and continued screaming for some time after her climax had ended, the joy of release over-powering her. “Jesussssssssssss! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee! So goooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!”

“God,” Faith groaned as her still-trembling body slumped onto her front, Colleen’s hands squeezing her ass, the Slayer laughing slightly at her exhausted state.

Her respite was short-lived, Kate snatching her hair and yanking her head up until it was level with the blonde’s matted pussy. The brunette shot out her tongue, running it up and down the blonde’s thick-lipped twat. “Oooooh.” The cop’s labia trembled in response to her slutty talents. “So good.” The Watcher ran a warm palm down the sultry beauty’s sweat-slicked back. “But Colleen is waiting for you. Ooooooh.” The blonde groaned when Faith respectfully kissed her throbbing clit. “Get in a 69.”

“Yes ma’am.” The naked slave crawled over to her fellow brunette and lowered her cum-moistened pussy onto her face. “Oooooh.” Faith whimpered with delight as the younger Slayer’s tongue began lashing at her already tingling pussy.

Faith’s chocolate eyes widened when the door behind her swung open, the cold air pimpling her full ass. Faith barely had a second to register the Latino beauty stood behind her, her tanned beauty naked except for the chauffer peaked cap sitting on her head and the sturdy strap-on jutting out of her crotch.

And then the driver splayed the brunette bombshell’s deep globes and rammed her ten inch pole right up Faith’s bung-hole, brutally invading her pink anus. “Owwww!” The curvy brunette squealed in protest when the latino began to bugger her ass in earnest, her hands digging into the Slayer beauty’s ripe rump while Colleen continued to enthusiastically lick at her juices. “Fuck meeeeee!”

“I see you’ve meet Caridad,” Kate smirked as she laid on the limo seat opposite Colleen, wedging her ass on Colleen’s head, her cunny just below Faith’s mouth. “Now do what I hired you for?”

The dark-eyed temptress dutifully lowered her face, pried Kate’s thick lips apart and began driving her tongue in and out of the cop’s trembling pussy. “Ooooo,” the Watcher groaned appreciatively at her efforts, grinding her pelvis against the house-trained Slayer’s face. “Nicccce bitch!”

For her part, the east coast sex-toy gritted her teeth against the ruthless buggering she was enduring, choosing instead to concentrate instead on Colleen’s keen pussy-licking and her own duties. “Gaaa.” Kate moaned and groaned as Faith lapped away at her fuckhole, enjoying serving her betters in the way she’d been trained to, giving pleasure with her gorgeous body and slutty willingness. “Oh that’s nice.” Her tongue fucked hard and fast, her own hips bucking as Colleen did the same to her. “Oh you bad girl.” Kate tasted like strawberries, juices dripping from her tight, barely-used channel, Faith’s nose rubbing against her clit. “Aaaah!” The blonde grabbed Faith’s head and held it down as her hips arched and bounced, crotch rubbing against her mouth. “Just there, just there.”

The sultry slave’s tongue thrust in and out of the cop’s weeping cunny, poking at it with increasing ferocity. At the same time Colleeen did the same under her, and Caridad grabbed her hips, steel-hard fingers pinching deep, as she gave it to her, burying her phallus deep into the most beautiful of Slayers’ tortured bowels, then yanking out until only the tip remained in Faith’s ass cavity and ramming it back in, flat crotch slapping against rounded rear.

It wasn’t until the cop had screamed herself to two toe-curling climaxes that Kate spoke, her voice breathless. “Wow. Definitely worth the rental. Caridad, take out the trash.”

“Yes ma’am.” Faith grunted when a strong hand grabbed her glossy locks, lifted her off Colleen, and dumped the naked Slayer in the street before climbing back into her car. “Where to ma’am?”

”Home, driver.”