Breaking Faith

Finale (1/3)

“What game do you think we should play with Toy, next?”

Faith’s ears pricked up at Kennedy’s query. The once sassy Slayer was lying hog-tied on the floor, her owners knelt either side of her. It was dinner at the Rosenberg household and so of course the beautiful submissive was serving as her owners’ table. The salad was heaped on her tied-down chest, the rope’s rough hemp digging into her soft flesh, the hot as hell potatoes piled on her upper stomach, and a platter of thankfully cold meats balanced on her lower belly. A bottle of ice cold wine jutted out of her stretched to contain it twat.

Willow stabbed at a lettuce leaf, the fork’s three prongs scraping lightly at Faith’s smooth-textured tit flesh. “I was thinking of a gang bang.”

”That’s not exactly different, Will,” Kennedy protested. “Our little whore’s done plenty of them. Even before she was our fuck-toy.”

“This one will be different,” Willow grinned. “I’m thinking of stretching myself. I figure I can control at least twenty people at once now. And after all, it’s not like every one gets together enough these days, let’s have them party with our girl. They work hard, they deserve some fun.”

”Wow.” Kennedy leaned over the supine slave to kiss the red-headed witch before picking up a carrot and dipping it in the mayo poured on the Council plaything’s throat. “That sounds like it could be hard work, even Toy will struggle to satisfy all them.”

“I know,” Willow giggled. “That’s why it’ll be so entertaining to watch. Let’s find what’s Toy’s limits really are.”

* * *

Sweat off the energetically dancing Slayer’s nubile body as she entertained her likewise naked audience, moving seductively to a succession of sultry soul songs. Her lustrous mane swung from side to side, full tits bounced majestically, and well-rounded ass jiggled hypnotically as her fortunate hands glided all over her gyrating body. The watching males were already fondling their cocks and the women fingering their pussies in anticipation of just what liberties they were about to take with the encircled beauty.

“On your hands and knees.” Xander’s voice cut through the music after Faith had been dancing for an hour.

The glistening beauty dropped gracefully in position, raring to go eyes fixed on the eleven men encircling her. “Well lass,” Giles spoke. “I think even a dumb slut like you knows what to do next.”

“Yes sir,” Faith whispered. For well over an hour she went from cock to cock, happily slurping and deep-throating each of the men in turn, her head dutifully bobbing up and down as she sucked and licked, each man commanding the pace by grabbing her by her full mane and dragging her up and down his member. The air filled with the sound of her slurping and gagging as Faith gleefully submitted, giving each cock free use of her mouth until a new hand would grab the back of her head, yank her away from the current cock she was servicing, and move her onto the next, her hands quickly shifting to the root of the cock and balls of the next man along. The men stood either side of her current user would happily feel her up, their pawing hands sliding all over her sleek body, squeezing her many charms. At the same time, the men would happily discuss just how they were going to abuse her, their planned degradation making her pussy moisten. Although she was never sucking off any of the men long enough to make them cum, her throat and stomach were soon awash with pre-cum.

She was on her fourth pass-around her betters when Xander spoke, the other men reluctantly pulling back. “Buffy.” Xander stopped before her, reached down, cupped her dangling titties, and began pumping them, thumbs rubbing at her hardening nipples. “Finger her pussy. Dawn, get that belt and introduce it to her behind.”

“You betcha!” Dawn’s eyes gleamed as she stepped forward with a heavy leather belt and bent it double. “Ready for this bitch?” The younger brunette’s arm went back and then dropped, the belt cracking against the Council stress-relief’s full ass. Faith winced as her fleshy globes bounced, pain shooting through her rear.

Xander grinned at her reaction before grabbing two handful of Faith’s silky mane and guiding her ruby lips to his cock. Faith winced and moaned as Dawn’s belt collided with her ripe ass and Buffy’s finger dove into the sultry Slayer’s tight fuckhole, her hot cunny instinctively tightening around the probing digit.

“Ooooh,” the Slayer grunted and groaned as the bottle-blonde slowly twisted her finger around inside her and the belt once more slapped against her perfect posterior, Dawn hitting her harder each time. Forcing herself to focus, Faith began trailing kisses up and down Xander’s stiff shaft, his manly scent filling her nostrils and further inflaming her arousal.

Faith’s rounded rear bounced under Dawn’s enthused whipping and her hips bucked back and forth as she excitedly attempted to take more of the now two fingers Buffy was stuffing in and out of her moistening passage. Faith’s rounded lips parted as she began to ease the one-eyed man’s cock into her lush mouth, her tongue a blur as it stroked the heavy prick’s underside as the Sunnydaler began thrusting his hips back and forth, spearing her throat.

The well-trained pet’s hips bucked again when Buffy’s free hand began sensually stroking her taut belly, every touch adding to her arousal. Faith’s lips slurped up and down the man’s throbbing member, swallowing it whole. Xander’s hairy balls rubbed against her smooth, dimpled chin.

The curvy brunette pounced on the man’s testes, briefly felt their weight, and squeezed in rhythm with the bob of her head. “Oh god,” the man moaned appreciatively.

Faith was herself moaning around Xander’s cock when Buffy added a third finger to those inside her trembling fuckhole and the blonde’s other hand began brushing over her clittie. All the while Dawnie continued to beat Faith’s jiggling, aching ass, sometimes pin-pointing one cheek or the other, and sometimes laying the belt across them both, even occasionally striking her lower back.

“Yes!” Xander grunted as he shot his creamy load deep into her throat. As Faith dutifully gulped down the proffered cum, her pussy went into spasm around Buffy’s fingers, juices sliding out down her shaking thighs.

Xander’s cock exited her mouth with a pop, cum dribbling down her face. And then a hand grabbed the Council slut’s glossy locks and pulled her head back. “ That was fun,” Dawn smirked as Faith began to tenderly rub her blistered behind, “but don’t worry, I’ll be using you again later.”

Faith beamed. “I can’t wait.”

Dawn laughed mockingly as she released her grip. “How pathetic.”

And then Justine was crawling under her, the Slayer moaning slightly as the red-headed demon huntress began licking at her pussy, every lick sending approving tingles through her twitching cunny. And then she felt a hand on the back of her head, pushing her down onto Justine’s waiting crotch. The demon huntress groaned into her twat when the well-trained Slayer started what was by now second nature to her, lapping at the proffered twat like a family pet licking at her bowl, long languid strokes.

Faith wriggled as she felt two hands on her throbbing ass, gasping slightly as the fingers delved deep into her fleshy globes, every digit seeming to press down on an aching pressure point. “Relax Toy,” Wesley instructed, his cock rubbing at her ass-cavity.

“Ooooh.” Faith couldn’t help but shudder when the thickly-cocked Englishman shoved into her, getting half-way in and then slowly dragging it out, her anal ring stretching with him. The Watcher calmed her running his cock up and down her ass crack before pushing back in, Justine licking at her twat adding pleasure to the discomfort.

Faith took her mind off Wesley’s ponderous ass-fucking by concentrating her attention on Justine’s twat, her tongue sliding up and down her puckered lips in-between appreciative kisses. While Justine writhed under her, the red-head drove her tongue up, deep into Faith’s splayed labia, her tongue exploring deep into the Slayer’s moist twat.

“That’s it.” Faith shuddered at Wes’ whisper, her former Watcher finally managing to bury his thick cock in her as yet tight ass.

Although looking at the horny men watching her, she suspected it wasn’t going to stay tight for much longer. Thank god for Slayer healing.

Wesley pulled out with a satisfied groan and then immediately plunged back in, taking her slowly, enjoying every inch, every ripple of Faith’s sensually shaped body as she dutifully continued to tongue-fuck Justine, the vampire fighter returning her attentions with gusto, soft tongue rapiering into Faith’s sweltering fuckhole.

In and out went the Watcher, gradually speeding up as his cock began to pulse inside Faith’s tingling ass, his breath coming in grunts as his climax approached. And then he shuddered, hands squeezing her ass even tighter as he came, hot sperm filling her bowels. For a few seconds the Watcher just stayed inside her, enjoying the feel of her tight little behind around him, and then he pulled out with a grunt. “Come Justine.”

Faith moaned as the red-head rolled out from under her, her climax having been just a few seconds away.

The duo had barely stepped away from the Council fuck-toy when Vi and Rona stepped forward. Pain shot through the enslaved Slayer’s scalp when Vi grabbed her full mane and yanked her upright. The moment Faith reached her feet, Rona reached around her to grope her tits, clawing deep into the fleshy mounds. “This niggah’s gonna fuck you bad, honky. How do you like that?” Faith moaned in reply. “Yeah, ya’re gonna be this black bitch’s piece of white ass. Arms over your head.” The moment the brunette bombshell obeyed, Vi cuffed her to the ceiling pipe.

“Oooooh.” Faith moaned, her pussy wettening once again at her helplessness. Vi grabbed her by the jaw and forced her mouth open, ramming her tongue into Faith’s mouth, curved lips crushing against curved lips, chest against chest. The red-head’s fingers trailed slowly down the submissve’s quivering, sweat-slicked belly. One digit penetrated her cleft, Faith moaned and pussy twitching in response even as the red-head’s thumb grazed over the enslaved pet’s throbbing clit. The African-American Slayer behind her ground her hairy bush against the ebony-eyed lovely’s still stinging rump while continuing to gleefully maul Faith’s heavenly hooters.

“Oh yeah,” Rona whispered in her ear, “this black bitch is gonna make ya scream.”

”Aaaah!” Faith broke away from Vi’s lip-lock to scream when Rona slid a hand down the nubile beauty’s trim mid-section and snapped a clamp on her shuddering clit, pain shooting through it. “Aaaaa!” The curvy brunette squealed again when the laughing black viciously tightened the clamp, her tortured clittie swelling and purpling. “Ooooh.”

“Jesus!” Faith hadn’t gotten used to the pain in her crotch when Vi was quickly fastening a pair of clamps on her cherry-brown nipples, pulling and turning the clamps to inflame the nubbins still further while at the same time Faith felt a flogger to begin to lightly spank her already bruised butt.

”Vi, honey.” Chills ran down the busty submissive’s spine at Rona’s seductive whisper. “You’ve got a nice big plastic strap-on.”

“Godddddd!” Faith threw her head back and wailed as the red-headed Slayer grabbed her by her knees, yanked her legs apart, and viciously rammed nine inches of thick plastic into her. The red-headed Slayer pulled Faith’s legs around her, never missing a beat as she continued to fuck the squealing sub.

“That’s what I want to see!” Rona laughed before starting to whip Faith’s sleekly-muscled back and full ass, every vicious strike striping the satin-smooth flesh. “ Give it to the bitch!”

“I intend to!” Vi replied as she worked her hips back and forth, artificial cock working in and out of Faith’s trembling twat at a frantic pace. The red-head’s hands slid up the submissive’s lithe flanks to join her mouth and tongue in caressing Faith’s generous melons.

“Oooo! Aaaaa! Gaaa!” The cuffed beauty squealed and shrieked as Vi pleasured and Rona tormented her. Soon her hips were bouncing up and down on the plastic cock, the pulsing in her pussy growing as she raced to a climax.

“Swap!!!”

Faith had barely chance to register Rona’s bark when Vi was yanking her cock out of Faith’s just about to explode twat. “Ooooo.” Faith grunted as the red-head stepped behind her and splayed the sultry beauty’s curved butt cheeks and began tunnelling into her narrow rectum.

The helpless Slayer gulped, her rough ass-reaming forgotten, when a grinning Rona stepped in front of her, one had fingering her own snatch, and a three-pronged flogger in her other. “Like I said honky, this black bitch owns your cheap white ass.”

”Aaaaa!” The brunette tramp squealed as the flogger lashed into her breasts’ rounded underside. “Aaaah!” The sultry beauty whimpered as the flogger crashed against her pussy, stinging hotness shooting through her nether regions. “Owwwwwwwwww!”

”Take it trailer trash!” The brunette bombshell moaned and groaned as the red-head took her ass and the laughing black made the once rebellious Slayer her bitch by brutally welting her pussy, thighs, belly, and tits. “This niggah owns your trailer trash cunt!”

“Jesus!”” Faith’s ebony eyes bulged and her chains rattled as the flogger’s three prongs lashed into her clit. The malicious-whipping sent her into a tit-wobbling climax, sweat flying off her body as her over-sensitized cunny spurted juices, white fluids trickling down her wildly-flexing thighs.

The duo of Slayers had barely stepped away from her still shaking body when Graham Miller and Amy Madison took their place. “Um, very nice.” Faith moaned and groaned as the duo began feeling her up, Graham approvingly commenting. Their hands were everywhere, thoroughly examining her charms even as they teased her to a state of horniness. “Very nice indeed.”

And then just as suddenly Amy was pulling Graham’s hands off her. The witch stared hungrily at Faith’s bald pussy, her engorged labia criss-crossed with welts from Rona’s unstinting flogging. “That’s so pretty.”

”Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” Faith babbled with delight when the naked witch knelt in front of her and got to work. “Jesus, Jesus.” The honey-blonde’s soft lips gently teased her puffy twat, easing the ache caused by Rona’s roughness. “Oh fuck!” Faith squeezed her eyes shut as Amy began easing her tongue up and down her aching slit.

“That’s so hot.” The black-eyed beauty heard Graham’s voice in her ear then moaned as she felt his strong hands on her rounded rump, pressing on her already bruised behind. She moaned again when the former soldier splayed her ass cheeks, spreading her in readiness for yet another ass fucking. “Oh god!” Faith’s back arched as the soldier began working his stiff meat deep into her anus. “She’s so tight!”

”Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Faith whimpered as the grunting man began to ponderously fuck her behind, every thrust a seeming attempt to split her in half. “Oh jeez!” At the same time Amy prised her pussy lips apart and glided her tongue inside. “That is soooo-.”

Faith’s words degenerated into a babble as Amy got to work. The witch had a multitude of tricks and used them all on the cuffed beauty. Her tongue drove in like a jack-hammer before yanking it out. Or sometimes Amy eased her tongue in and out with inexorable slowness. Sometimes the teasing witch left it inside her, gently stroking Faith’s trembling walls either in one specific spot, lapping at it like she was trying to wear a hole in it, or stroking her entire pussy in a counter or clockwise circles. Sometimes the wickedly inventive witch would pull her tongue away and either lightly kiss the Slayer’s stinging lips or hum softly, the resulting vibrations into her twat, further inflaming the horny Slayer. “Ohhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Eiiiiiiiiie.”

In contrast to the tender tongue teasing her smooth cunny, Graham was pounding the shit out of Faith’s rounded ass. The former soldier thrust deep into Faith’s ass, her nubile form shaking slightly from the impact, then he’s pull out until only his tip was in her ass crack, and then pound straight back in, groaning continually at Faith’s tightness, his toned belly slapping painfully against her welted ass.

”Yess!!!” Faith felt Graham’s hot seed fill her as the soldier pumped into her ass, moaning slightly as he pulled out.

“Oh fuck!” Faith whimpered as Amy stopped tasting her fruits and bit down on her pulsing clit, the clamp having been eased off by the witch. “Fuck!” Faith whimpered as her over-stimulated crotch released, spraying her juices all over the witch’s face.

Her still shaking legs buckled under her when Graham unchained her, sending her to her knees, sweat beading down her supple body.

“Our turn I think.” A depraved thrill ran through the well-trained plaything as she looked up to see Ethan, Giles, and Roger surrounding her, knowing that the three old men were about to sinfully use her youthful charms.

”Aaaaah.” Faith moaned and writhed as the three Englishman knelt around her and began the enjoyable process of feeling the Council bitch up. Squeezing her tingling breasts, slapping her aching behind, stroking her slender legs, and fingering her ready for action pussy. “That’s so good,” she breathed, long-lashed eyes firmly shut. “Oh yes, touch me there, there.”

Soon the three old men had the young beauty panting and begging for their pricks. Giles laughed as he let go of her ass and pulled the fingers of his other hand out of her avidly sucking mouth. “Get on dear.”

The sultry sexpot licked her full lips as she stared hungrily at the Englishman’s cock before crawling over to the Watcher, helped on her way by the other two Englishmen’s appreciative slaps to her wriggling ass. The curvy beauty moaned as she mounted the thick cock, her pussy impatiently spreading before the intruder. “Oooooh yes.”

First it eased past her labia, tingling slightly as rubbed against her swollen lips. Then it slowly entered, velvety walls clenching the groaning Englishman. Then she was seated upon him, the willing slut ground her hips around, rotating her pelvis around the impaling cock as she rubbed her hands up and down Giles’ toned chest. Faith looked towards the other two men, eyelashes fluttering invitingly. “Please sirs, use me.”

”That is one fine arse.” Ethan commented. “Do me a favour Rupert and get the lass ready for me.”

”Just like old times,” Giles chuckled as he took a hold of Faith’s glistening shoulders and pulled the docile temptress forward, her full hooters now dangling in the lucky Englishman’s face where he could kiss, lick, and suckle them. She could snap all three of them in two without breaking a sweat, but she knew better. Knew that they were her superiors, and a skank whore should serve them with the only thing she had that was worth a damn, her impossibly beautiful body.

The curvy brunette purred as pleasure tingled through her dangling tits, hips rising and falling as she rode the Englishman’s dick. Then she started when Ethan gave her a playful slap on the butt, cheeks wobbling with the impact. “Look at that pink arsehole!” the Englishman chuckled, Faith shuddering as Ethan rubbed his dong up and down her ass crack. “Oh very inviting.” The midnight-tressed babe moaned as Ethan shoved into her, his chest soon pressing down on her simmering back.

“So good,” the formerly feisty warrior whimpered as the two men used her as their mindless fuck-toy. The two cocks rubbed together inside her, stuffing her wonderfully full.

”Don’t forget about me lass.”

Faith looked up adoringly at Roger, desperate to serve the old man with her young body. “Yes sir,” Faith tilted her head and opened her mouth, “please fuck my-, gooog.”

The Englishman’s stiff dick was already tunnelling into her mouth. The ebony-eyed stunner’s glossy lips stretched around the stiff rod as her snub nose rubbed against his belly, and her chin brushed against his swinging nuts. Ethan gave her a few fast jabs, opening her narrow anus open. As Ethan pumped in and out of her ass, Giles started to paw her rounded jugs, content to let Ethan on top control the motion. The busty Bostonian’s eyes glazed over with delight at the continual hammering she was getting. Roger grunted as he threaded his hands his hands through her thick mane, her tongue skilfully stimulating the face-fucking cock, the only noise coming from her delighted gurgling.

Half an hour of steady screwing later, Ethan let out a grunt. “Let’s see what this does.” The Englishman’s hand slid off the black-eyed lovely’s silk-skinned hip and between her and Giles’ joined bodies. The midnight-maned plaything’s eyes widened when Ethan grabbed her bulging clit and twisted.

The shapely Slayer panted and gurgled around the cock lodged in her mouth as her vaginal juices gushed out, a helpless slave to the now wildly contracting cunny that at that moment felt like the very core of her existence. Her sensually-curved back arched as she shuddered in orgasmic glee, her body shaking as both Ethan and Giles shot their seed into her.

The two men slowed but continued to leisurely fuck her until Roger joined them in cuming, Faith’s mouth and throat filling with his juices, cum dripping out of the sides of her mouth. “Good girl.” Roger patted the once rebellious beauty on her head as he pulled his cock out, cum dripping off the end to splatter her high tits. “As usual you gave satisfaction.”

“Owwww.” Faith gasped as a hand snatched hold of her silky locks and pulled her away from the three Englishmen. Looking up, the beautiful submissive saw Riley and Kate leering down at her, her two betters’ hands already enthusiastically feeling their prize up.

“On your hands and knees bitch!” the former cop suddenly snapped before lying down on the ground, her legs apart. “I want that fucking tongue in my twat now!”

Faith nodded as she crawled over to the blonde and buried her face between the cop’s spread legs, Faith’s tits squashed against the floor, and her rounded ass jutting temptingly upwards. The east coast slut’s tongue danced up and down the blonde’s long slit.

”Oh that ass.” Faith heard Riley’s voice behind her and felt his hands on her satin hips, thumbs massaging the tamed sexpot’s fleshy butt cheeks. “Someone’s going to have to do something about the ass.”

”Jesus!” Faith wailed, eyes bulging in shock, as Riley slammed into her, heavy balls crashing against her thighs as the man took his pleasure unmercifully, without giving her time to ease into what was obviously going to be a rough ass-fucking. Her curvy body shivered uncontrollably as the soldier pulled out until just his tip was inside the Council bitch and then thrust back inside. “So big!”

”Bitch, what about my pussy?”

Faith looked up at a scowling Kate. “Sorry!” Her entire body shaking with every thrust into her rapidly slackening ass, Faith lowered her head back down. The Slayer’s practiced tongue slid up and down the moaning blonde’s quivering slit, one hand now placed on Faith’s head, holding her down. The busty Bostonian’s own hands were clinging to the other woman’s butt, rubbing it as the brunette blew cooling air on the blonde’s heating sex. “Yes, “the cop wriggled excitedly, “you fucking whore.” Encouraged by the reaction, the sultry slave shot her tongue deep into the Watcher’s simmering core. “Keep going,” Kate urged, “use that fucking tongue.”

Faith’s hips bucked as Riley’s cock repeatedly rammed in and out of her ass, shuddering slightly under the forceful impact as his hard belly slapped into her bruised ass. The Slayer kept her tongue swirling around the older woman’s squirming pussy, stroking her honeyed walls. “That is so,” Kate moaned and writhed against her, “good!”

Kate’s juices dripped down the eager slave’s face as Faith’s nose rubbed insistently against the cop’s clit. Encouraged by the blonde’s increasing arousal and desperate to please, Faith started thrusting her tongue in and out of her cunny at every increasing speeds. “Oooooh!” The cop’s fuckhole fluttered as her juices spilt out, Kate’s nails digging into her head as the cop’s hips rose off the ground. “Yesssssssssss! You little slut! Fuccccccccccccccccck!” Kate screamed herself hoarse, wettening crotch slapping against Faith’s face, the cop’s grip releasing on her head. The full-bodied Slayer looked over her shoulder as she felt Riley pull out, his cock twitching as he triumphantly splattered his load out on her ass.

“Our turn.” Wood announced as he and Gunn stepped forward.

Faith beamed excitedly as Gun pushed her down on her side. Two twelve-inch poles, this was going to be a challenge even for a slut like her. Wood knelt behind her and began stroking her sweat-matted mane, and fondling her high, round butt. Faith whimpered slightly as the black man’s roughly callused palms pinched and rubbed her welted ass. Every touch added to her ginger discomfort, but that was okay, she was theirs to do with as they wished, she understood that.

Gunn knelt in front of her, the tip of his monster cock pressing delightfully into her flat belly. His big hands gravitated to her bountiful breasts, squeezing them in-between licks of her excited nipples. Then Gunn grinned over her shoulder at his fellow African- American. “Let’s open this sweet piece up.”

The beautiful slave shuddered as the two black men sank into her warm, tight holes, cramming her fuller than she’d ever been. The ebony-eyed brunette’s holes first spread then clenched around the stiff rods invading her. The rock-hard cock rubbed together as the two men thrust in and out of her. The two black took their white trash slut in a workmanlike rhythm, their heavy bodies squashing her tiny frame as they used her as they wished.

Even as they fucked her the two men took liberties with the whimpering, moaning beauty, stroking and fondling her sensually-smooth curves. Their heavy members ponderously fucked her until Wood let out a cry. “Swap!”

The cocks popped out of her holes and then the Slayer was quickly rolled over. The moment she was facing a grinning Wood, the two men quickly re-inserted themselves and continued to enjoy themselves with their receptacle. Faith moaned when Wood lowered his head and engulfed one of her trembling tits with his mouth, almost if he was trying to chew it off. “Damn,” Gunn sighed as he pulled her head back for a possessive kiss, “you are fine!”

The Bostonian beauty’s slender hips bucked as the volcano inside her crotch began simmering, her pussy twitching. The two men’s grunts grew more breathless and their thrusts more frantic as their climaxes approached. Sweat flew off the joined trio’s bodies as they slapped together, the Slayer’s body pale and slight between the two Nubian muscle-men.

“Jesus!” Faith squealed as she came the moment after Gunn streamed deep into her bowels and Wood erupted into her womb, the man’s thumb and finger pinching her clit, forcing her into climax. “Fuck!” The busty brunette’s juices poured out even as the two blacks streamed into their white tramp.

Faith moaned as the two African-Americans pulled. The gang-bang had been going on for some while now, but from the looks on her audience’s faces, they’d only just begun enjoying her.