Re-educating Dawn

See the prologue for disclaimer & story codes of this chapter.


And stuck a couple of fingers inside her wet hole when her lover obediently opened her mouth and allowed the dark Slayer to use her mouth as a toilet. While Faith shot a stream of hot piss in Tara's mouth, Willow urgently fingered her pussy while rubbing her erect clit... When Tara licked Faith's pussy clean, and Cordelia swung her strap for the last time straight into her lover's exposed cunt, she came.


After sending her slaves away, Willow freed Tara from the stockade, cancelled the no-speech spell she'd put on the blonde, and reapplied a fresh coating of healing ointment on Tara's tits, pussy, and backside.

The redhead flinched slightly as she examined her lover's delicious round ass. Tara's formerly unblemished alabaster cheeks were now a blue-red mass of welts and bruises. It hurt just to LOOK at it.

"I'm sorry, Willow! I'M SO SORRY!!!" the blonde babbled while Willow tenderly massaged the slick salve into her aching ass, soothing the terrible pain. "I won't EVER leave you again, I swear!"

"Shhhh, I know, sweetie," Willow whispered, a satisfied smile on her face while she stroked her soulmate's hair, "I know."

~~~~~

Willow awoke covered in sweat and feeling totally drained. A quick glance at the window confirmed that it's still dark outside, which in turn confirmed that her alarm clock wasn't malfunctioning when indicating that only two hours had passed since her fevered fantasies began. It seemed more like two WEEKS to her.

"Whoa!" the witch said out loud, still shaken by the intensity and content of her sex dreams. This was without a doubt the strangest and most erotic dream she ever had... and also the most discomforting, taking most of the dream's contents into account combined with the bizarre phenomenon of experiencing some parts of it from some of the other girls' point of view.

It had also been shockingly realistic. As if she'd seen a pornographic glimpse of a possible future.

Willow shuddered.

'Oh, well... I just need to put it out of my mind, it's not like I'm actually planning to make that crazy dream come true. The... incident today with Dawnie was a one time thing, which will never happen again...I'm already totally resolved not to touch her again in a sexual way, no matter how strong the temptation... and there'll no more spankings, either... I just hope she doesn't tempt me by acting like a total bitch again.'

Suddenly, a crystal clear image of a totally naked Dawn, crawling on her hands and knees, popped up in her mind. The teenager was wearing a collar with a leash attached to it that Willow herself was holding; the brunette also had a large buttplug stuck up her ass with a fluffy fake tail attached to it that shook merrily back and forth. The witch burst out in a fit of laughter at this mental imagery.

After she'd finished laughing, Willow was surprised to discover that she's once again aroused. But then again, why should she be surprised? After all, the mental image of lil' Dawnie naked on a leash, would be enough to give a hard-on to a stiff.

'Spike comes to mind,' Willow considered, snickering to herself.

Despite some initial misgivings, she began replaying the mental imagery of a naked Dawn on a leash over and over again in her head while diddling her slit. She really needed to cum and this was simply the quickest way to achieve that goal, Willow reasoned.

'I mean what the hell... It's just a little fantasy, and I'm not harming anyone, so what could it hurt?'

*****

On the other side of town, at a magically-hidden location, the warlock Rack was sitting in a throne-like chair, staring seemingly into nothingness.

Slowly, a smile appeared on his scarred features. "Ah, yes! I see the witch is coming along nicely. Already the seed of corruption I planted inside her is spreading. It won't be long before she's unable to resist her desires and uses her magic to make them come true... then there'll be no turning back."

"So I did good, master?"

Rack directed his gaze at the young woman kneeling naked before him.

"Yes, you did very well, Amy," he answered benignly. "You're assistance in convincing Ms. Rosenberg to make use of my services was invaluable. Once our young witch is completely enthralled by the black magicks she's tasted today, I'll receive my reward and you'll receive yours."

Rack's words caused an eager smile to appear on the blonde witch's lips. Gazing devotedly at her master, Amy's eyes suddenly detected a large bulge in Rack's black leather pants. She licked her lips while a hungry gleam appeared in her eyes.

"Master... could I... for now..." Amy stared beseechingly back and forth between her master's face and his bulging crotch.

Rack smiled. Unzipping his fly, he let his 9" erection pop out. "Go ahead, pet - you've earned it."

Like a hungry animal, Amy Madison dived forwards and buried her head into her master's lap, eagerly swallowing his erection. A look of utter bliss appeared on her face as some of the rich, dark magic that inhabited Rack's body flowed through the warlock's hard cock inside her. As Amy felt the intoxicating power of the black magic run through her, she started sucking even more enthusiastically, gradually swallowing the dark mage's entire 9" hard-on.

With Rack's cock stuck in her throat, and his magic flowing through her veins, Amy's eyes turned pitch-black. 'Oh, Goddess! This feels incredible! I need to have more!!!'

Amy knew of a more direct way to absorb Rack's magic. Yanking her mouth away from his cock, she stood up and quickly straddled her master's lap. With a sigh of contentment, she sank down on the warlock's stiff pole and started riding him in a frenzy.

Rack dispassionately studied the frantic witch from beneath his half-lidded eyes. 'These dark-magic junkies are simply too easy to control. They'll do literally *anything* for a small taste of my power... I do hope that Ms. Rosenberg will provide more of a challenge than this witch was.'


To be continued...