Gehanna

‘What the hell was I thinking?’ echoed in Dawn's mind as she walked through corridor after corridor filled with women who eyed her lustfully in the maze which was Gehanna.

Considering she had a lot of memories of sneaking out that never endied well for her, most people would have thought Dawn would have learnt by now not too, but apparently she was an idiot. That was the only explanation she could think of. And it was even worse than those memories because at least she knew her way around Sunnydale. Now she was completely lost. How could it get worse?

"Hey there cutie, remember me?" a gruff voice barked as a mountain of a woman gripped Dawn by her neck, "Before your sister interfered you were about to become my bitch and I’ve been looking out for you all alone ever since; didn’t think it would be this easy."

"Let her go Rosie." A new voice said which Dawn didn't recognise.

"This isn't any of your business cunt." Rosie growled.

The newcomer smiled, "I just thought you might like a friendly warning."

"Oh really." Rosie scoffed.

The newcomer shrugged as if she didn’t care one way or another, "Faith already called dibs on this girl."

There was a pause and then Rosie said, "You're lying…."

Raising an eyebrow the newcomer said, "Really? Because she's been down here twice already, and from what I hear wandering all around Gehanna and yet no one's touched her. You know why? Because no one's that stupid. Besides, if Faith hasn't gotten to her yet, from the way she's been attached to the hip to her sister I wouldn't be surprised if A slayer hasn't already broken her in, so chances are you're going to piss off at least one slayer, probably two. You think you can handle two slayers Rosie?"

Rosie glared for a few moments and then let go of Dawn, turned and left, calling behind her, "This isn't over."

"Thanks..." Dawn wheezed, clutching her throat.

"You're welcome," smiled the other girl and held out her hand, "Julie, Julie Mayer."

Dawn shook hands with Julie and began, "I'm..."

"Dawn Summers, I know. Everyone's talking about your sister. Lots of people figure she's a top, and she better be considering how hard Faith has it in for her." Julie said, "Is she? A top I mean?"

"I... I don't know..." Dawn stammered.

"How about you? Are you a top or a bottom?" Julie asked.

"I... erm... I'm neither. I'm straight." Dawn said, not really able to convince even herself, especially when she thought of Buffy’s smooth body holding her at night.

"I see..." Julie said softly, "Well, no offence but you kinda seem like a bottom, but then again not every top around here is big, muscular and tattooed, or a former government agent, or even a black belt. In fact I'm a part of a little group of unlikely tops. The likes of Rosie think we're soft , but there's nothing wrong with simply using your brain to stay on top... sorry, that sounds like a bad pun, but it's true. Plus, it kind of helps if you're in a group."

"Divide we stand..." Dawn nodded, "So... you want me to join your gang?"

"Maybe, then again you don't know what you are..." Julie pointed out, before briefly thinking and then adding, "I'll tell you what, come with me and I'll give you a little show. After that I'll take you back to your cell, I promise."

Dawn looks suspicious, "What kind of show?"

"The kind of show where I fuck my bitch and you watch." Julie said, and then when Dawn looked apprehensive and blushed added, "Look, if you really don't like it then ok, you're straight, if not... trying concentrate on which role appeals to you. If you wanna pound some ass afterwards I might be able to help you out, and maybe save your ass from Faith, as long as you can get your big sister to protect me and mine from that psychopath. If afterwards you feel like getting your ass pounded, well maybe I can help you out with that instead, if your sister takes out Faith and doesn't want you as her bitch that is."

Dawn bit her lip. Trusting a stranger in this place she'd only just met was a really, really bad idea, but it sounded like a better option than wandering around for hours on her own so she reluctantly nodded her head and allowed Julie to take her hand and guide her into a nearby cell. Immediately upon entering the cell Dawn let out a little gasp.

Sitting on one of the beds a teen barely older than Dawn was brutally spanking a woman who was at the most thirty with a paddle, the older woman crying her eyes out as the young girl beat her swollen red ass over and over again.

"Danielle." Julie said firmly after coughing didn't work.

Danielle Van de Kamp stopped and looked up an annoyance, "What?"

"We have company." Julie said, indicating to Dawn.

"Huh... oh, hey there." Danielle beamed happily at the newcomer, "Julie... for me, you shouldn't have."

"This is Dawn Summers. Sister to Buffy Summers. That new slayer's sister. The one Faith called dibs on." Julie said firmly, her friend not really picking up on what she was saying until her third sentence.

"Oh... then why'd you bring her here?" Danielle asked in confusion.

"I thought she might be like us..." Julie began.

"A weak top." Danielle interrupted.

"Unconventional top." Julie corrected her friend after rolling her eyes, "As I was saying she might be like us and if so her family connections could give us a powerful ally."

"And if she isn't?" Danielle asked.

"Then maybe we show her not all tops are jerks and being a bitch, or even a slut, isn't as bad as it might seem." Julie said dryly, her eyes darting back and forth from her friend to her bitch.

"Right..." Danielle said, frowning as Julie continued to stare at her until finally the hamster wheel inside her head figured out why her friend looked mad, "Hey, we're firm but fair right? That's what you keep saying? Well Gaby here was fingering herself while I was getting breakfast for us, and she knows she's not allowed to touch herself without permission so I'm pretty sure she wanted to get her ass spanked."

"Is that right Gaby?" Julie asked, "Did you feel like getting your ass spanked this morning?"

"No Julie, I swear, I didn't." Gabrielle Solis whimpered, that paddle still resting against her bruised butt cheeks which gave her an overwhelming feeling of dread too go along with the embarrassment she felt as she admitted, "I... I, I was just so horny. Danielle didn't fuck me last night and owwwww!"

"Tattletale." Danielle scolded as she brought the paddle hard down on Gabrielle's ass.

"You didn't fuck her last night?" Julie inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"What? I was tired. I've been fucking sluts all day, and besides, I fucked her face so I don't know what she's complaining about." Danielle whined.

Inwardly Julie was rolling her eyes, while making sure she didn't actually do it. Danielle was often easy to offend and she didn't want to get into an argument with her now while they had company. It was bad enough Danielle had just admitted to acting selfishly in front of Dawn, the last thing Julie should do was make it worse.

Before Julie actually had a chance to make things worse Danielle did it for her, the other dominant girl becoming bored with the silence and beginning to spank the submissive again.

"Danielle." Julie scolded.

"What? You brought that Dawn girl here to see if she liked the idea of being a top or bottom right? So let's show her what tops do to bottoms around here." Danielle said, smiling at what she thought was a funny play on words, before an idea came to her, "In fact, why don't you do it. You are after all co-owner of this bitch, so her disobeying orders isn't just an insult to me, it's an insult to you... you know, something you should punish her for."

Julie looked down at the paddle her friend was offering her, and then to Gabrielle's already well beaten ass, and then back to her friend, "Ok, but I'm using my hand otherwise she's just going to be whimpering all through her next fucking."

Nodding her head at this logic Danielle leaned back and said, "Fair enough... Gaby, bend over Julie's knee. It's time for another spanking for you bitch."

Gabrielle whimpered as her sore butt received one hard parting slap from Danielle as she slowly got up and crawled over to where Julie sat on the opposite bed, allowing the submissive to drape herself across her kinder top's knee and await further punishment. She was soon cooing softly as Julie slid her hands all over her well beaten ass, caressing a lot of the physical pain away while mentally torturing her, Gaby dreading any further slaps to her aching behind.

Looking over in the corner it was pretty clear to Julie that Dawn was considering leaving and had been since she arrived, and while she was yet to do so Julie had to tread very carefully, at least for the next few moments. It might be easier once they started fucking, but for now she was going to have to be gentle as possible, which was kind of her style anyway.

Opting for tact Julie chose her words carefully, "Danielle did a great job on your ass Gaby, and your very sorry for touching yourself, aren't you?"

"Yes Julie, I'm so, so sorry. To both of you. I promise to never do it again." Gabrielle whimpered quickly.

"You better not bitch." Danielle threatened.

Ignoring her friend Julie said, "Since Danielle has already done such a great job with your ass, and you seemed to be genuinely remorseful for what you have done, I will be merciful. I will give you only ten hard slaps to your tush and you will thank me for each one of them, then as a reward for your obedience I will fuck you. Do you understand?"

"Yes Julie. Thank you, thank you for... OWWWWWW... one, thank you Julie..." The force of the blow took Gabrielle off guard. Julie was normally softer, especially with her hand. True, they had company, but that didn't normally affect things.

"Owww, two, thank you Julie." To Gabrielle's relief the second strike was much softer, but before she got a chance to feel too relieved the third and fourth hits followed in quick succession, both of which were pretty hard, "OWWW, three, tha-OWWW, four thank you Julie!"

"She didn't properly thank you for the third one." Danielle pointed out.

"True, but this was supposed to be a merciful spanking." Julie countered.

"A couple more spanks won't hurt that much." Danielle shrugged, before she spotted Dawn out of the corner of her eye, turned and smiled at her, "What do you think Dawn? Don't you think Gaby should pay for her disobedience?"

"I... I... well... erm... I don't think she meant too..." Dawn stammered as the two tops turned to her, one of them giving her a look which quickly prompted her to reply, "Sure."

"See, Dawn agrees." Danielle said happily.

"Fine." Julie sighed, "Gaby, we're starting from the beginning."

Gabrielle opened her mouth to reply but Julie almost immediately brought her hand down hard on her ass, "OWWWWWW, one thank you Julie, OWWW two thank you Julie."

Stepping forward a little into the cell to get a better look Dawn watched in fascination as Julie spanked Gabrielle, the sound of her hand smacking off Gaby's butt cheeks echoing throughout the room like a gun was going off. However as disturbingly arousing as the bottom beating itself was it wasn't what drew Dawnie in. The thing that really got her attention was the way Julie was gently rubbing and caressing Gabrielle's ass cheeks in between each strike, the older woman cooing softly in obvious enjoyment as her pain was somewhat relieved by the gentle and even seemingly comforting act. It was something in such stark contrast to all the other seemingly endless acts of brutality taking place in Gehanna, and oddly fascinated Dawn so much that she almost didn't hear Gabrielle continued to cry out and whimper, "OWWW, three thank you Julie... OWWW, four thank you Julie... OWWW five thank you Julie."

While all Dawn's focus was on Julie's hand caressing and abusing Gabrielle's butt Danielle was studying the newcomer with a hungry gaze. Considering Dawn's reactions to watching the spanking and that she seemed so timid and unsure of herself Danielle was almost 100% sure that Dawn was a bottom, and as Danielle tilted her head to check out Dawn's bottom she definitely hoped she was right. It was still possible she was wrong about her, but even if she was if this was one of the girls Faith had called dibs on it didn't really matter what she was, she'd be the Dark Slayer's bitch soon enough. Like a lot of other tops Danielle hated Faith, but the one good thing about her what she got bored with her bitches quickly and didn't mind pimping them out or even abandoning them, so if Dawn ended up Faith's bitch then sooner or later Danielle would get a chance to enjoy that cute little butt, until then she just had to take her anal lust out on other sluts and better yet her bitch Gabrielle, once Julie was finished spanking her of course, "OWWW, six thank you Julie... OWWW, seven thank you Julie OWWW eight thank you Julie."

As much as Gabrielle adored the soft caressing of her butt the moment Julie gave her two hard slaps almost back to back almost made Gabrielle's heart stop. Even know Julie had always been kind to her Gabrielle couldn't help worry that the top was going to make her make a mistake and then repeat the process over and over again, relentlessly spanking her for hours. It was something Danielle definitely would have done and for the briefest of moments Gabrielle thought Julie was going to do it. This moment thankfully quickly passed, although was replaced with something almost just as bad, "OWWW nine thank you Julie."

In what was inadvertently one of the cruellest things she'd ever done, Julie went a long time before delivering the final spank. The idea was mostly so she could look up and study the look on Dawn's face, the newcomer clearly turned on by the spanking, but Julie wasn't sure which position Dawn was longing for. Her meek attitude didn't exactly scream top, quite the opposite in fact, but it wouldn't be the first time in Gehanna that a seemingly meek girl had proven herself worthy to be on top of the food chain. Besides, there was an advantage to awakening Dawn's sexuality no matter what it was, a thought definitely shared by Danielle who was obviously lusting after the new arrival.

Eventually turning her attention away from the other two Julie smiled as her pet whimpered beneath her and she continued to gently tease her butt with gentle caresses. Just because Julie believed in being nice and fair to bottoms didn't mean she didn't enjoy dominating them, in fact it was moments of power like this that she lived for, the dominant younger girl savouring every moment of slowly lifting her hand up and leaving it hanging for several seconds before slamming it down so hard on Gabrielle's ass that has toned and firm as it was it jiggled on impact, "OWWWWW, ten, thank you Julie."

"That was so hot. Can I fuck her now?" Danielle asked.

"Sure." Julie smiled, "But only if I can have her mouth. I feel like getting a little pussy licking."

Before Julie was even done speaking Danielle had already pulled out the chest from under her bed and pulled out her favourite strap on. The thing was a good 10 inches long with a nice 2-something inches thickness, designed for serious ass pounding, which was exactly what Danielle had in mind, the young top eagerly pulling it up her thighs and stripping it on tight.

While Danielle was equipping herself Gabrielle was kneeling in front of Julie and burying her head between her owner's legs, quickly sliding her tongue over those pussy lips in a gentle lick. Julie moaned, reached down and began gently stroking Gaby's hair in response, letting Gabrielle knows she was doing a good job. Like she needed to be told. Gabrielle knew exactly what Julie liked. Unfortunately she knew just what Danielle liked too.

"Be sure to open her up with a finger first." Julie moaned without looking at her friend.

‘Spoilsport’, Danielle thought to herself with a frown as she spread both of Gabrielle's ass cheeks and spat directly onto her back hole before quickly pushing a finger inside it. The finger slid through the hole easily enough, but the passage awaiting Danielle's digit was almost literally finger crushing tight. This wasn't pleasant for her finger, but it did have Danielle licking her lips in anticipation of the butt fucking to come.

Hoping Julie would be too preoccupied with Gabrielle's talented tongue Danielle briefly looked up at her friend only to see she was studying her carefully. Frowning in annoyance Danielle pushed the second finger into Gaby's tailpipe before thrusting those digits in and out for a little bit, giving the bitch what her friend were called a minimum of acquired ass stretching, before finally switching her fingers for her strap on, Danielle eagerly forcing the dildo through her bitch's butt hole and then deep into her bowels.

Never really all that patient Danielle began fucking Gabrielle's ass when she's only just about halfway in, more of the fake cock sliding into Gaby's rectum with every pooper invading pump until Danielle's hips were gently pressing against those soft but will toned butt cheeks with every inward thrust.

All the spanking had made Danielle incredibly horny and the urge to slam Gaby's shitter was almost overwhelming, but the impatient top knew Julie would whine at her if she did and she didn't want anything like an argument to ruin her mood. Besides, there was something to be said for the slow but steady butt fucking that she began to give Gabrielle, Danielle spreading her bitch's cheeks so she could take a look at that ass hole all stretched out and open to receive her huge cock.

Before being imprisoned Danielle had been a slut, but being a slut in Gehanna meant you were a target for gross and disgusting butch tops, plus Danielle had no desire to be at the bottom of the food chain. Being a top was a lot like being popular, you were part of the in crowd and you could look down on everyone below you. Danielle still got lots of sex, in fact she got more now than she ever had, it was just different to what she had been used to... but she had quickly adjusted and now she viewed this place as paradise. There was no boring schoolwork or psychotic clean freak Mom to please, just women everywhere who were ready and willing to satisfy her sexual needs better than the loser guys she used to sleep with ever did.

Being a top in Gehanna was awesome. It was a hell of a lot better than being a slut, or worse someone's bitch. The idea of being someone else's property actually seemed a worse fate to Danielle. It was Dawn's fate, Danielle was more sure of that than ever given away Dawn was staring at the three of them fucking, but it definitely wasn't a bad thing as the idea of getting deep into this newcomer's butt definitely appealed to the horny top, Danielle making sure to put on a real show for the girl who she'd hopefully be fucking in the very near future.

Dawn blushed furiously as Danielle grinned at her, this girl who seemed barely older than herself moving her hips slowly back before slamming them forward, causing the ass hole belonging to a thirty year old woman to stretch obscenely as a huge dildo was slowly pulled from it and then pounding that toy deep back inside her pooper. It was so... obscene. A woman of that age shouldn't be having to submit to a teenager, but to see it happen was so... thrilling. No, not thrilling, gross and disgusting. Or at least that's what Dawn felt like she should be feeling. Clearly the magic of Gehanna was affecting her... but Dawn didn't think she could fight it.

Turning her head slightly Dawn could see that Julie was cautiously looking at her in between glances down at that thirty year old... what was her name... Gaby, in between Julie's thighs, lapping at her twat with long, slow strokes with shamefully arousing Dawn just as much as the butt fucking.

Since Amy had turned Sunnydale into some lesbian hell Dawn had been overwhelmed by same sex feelings, and they had only gotten worse since she had been imprisoned in Gehanna, which made what Sunnydale had become look like a pleasant heterosexual couples cruise in comparison, and as she watched the three women fuck the last of her resolve broke down. As if moving of their own accord Dawn's hands began to caress her body, subtle touches at first, but soon she had one hand rubbing her tits underneath her shirt and the other hand in her panties with her fingers deep in her snatch.

As she began lost in gently fucking herself Dawn tried to imagine being Danielle and pumping into Gabrielle's ass but it didn't do much for her. Next she tried imagining herself as Julie receiving head from Gabrielle, which excited her more... and then she imagined herself as Gabrielle going down on Julie which really excited her. Then... she imagined being Gabrielle... taking it up the butt for Danielle and she almost came on the spot, emphatically answering any doubts about exactly what she was... or at least, what Amy's evil magic had turned her into.

While Julie could be mistaken she was pretty sure Dawn was getting off on the idea of being in Gabrielle's position rather than hers or Danielle's.

This wasn't the first time Julie had watched someone watching her and she had become very good at noticing the subtle little differences between a top and a bottom when they were in this position. A top would have a more concentrated and often intense look on her face, like she was imagining fucking Gabrielle herself, or thrusting the bitch's face into her pussy. A bottom would have more serene and often relaxed look, like she was imagining getting her face or pussy or ass fucked, a look Julie was almost positive was on Dawn's face right now.

Julie had never been wrong about this before, and while there was a first time for everything it didn't matter that much. She could always find another way to align herself with the newly imprisoned slayer, provided she was able to beat Faith, or at least keep her at bay. It was probably wiser to wait until after that confrontation anyway before making such alliances. In the meantime Julie could content herself with knowing that she had helped Dawn accept what she truly was, doing every top in Gehanna a favour by easing a new bottom into her role, providing all the dominant women with a new piece of ass to enjoy.

Suddenly in the mood to fuck, thanks to thinking about Dawn's sweet ass, Julie pushed Gaby's face deeper into her twat, her bitch immediately sliding that talented tongue deep inside her horny honey hole and beginning to fuck it nice and hard, causing Julie to moan and gently push herself against the older woman's face as her orgasm approached.

Gaby would have gently licked Julie's pussy for as long as she was ordered too, but she was rather glad unsubtle invitation to tongue fuck her owner came because it was difficult to keep softly lapping cunt when her ass was taking such a brutal pounding, not that the Latina was complaining.

Danielle had just given her the slowest shitter stretching she had ever given her, one Gabrielle didn't know the younger girl was capable of giving her. Normally Danielle would have violated her asshole quickly without any fingering and then started to hammer into her back passage the second she got her rhythm going, but this time she had spent what almost felt like an eternity sawing in and out of her stretched butt hole, loosening her bowels in a way she'd never done before. It was almost Julie Mayer levels of slow sodomy, although it didn't go for quite that long.

As a result when Danielle really started to pound some butt Gabrielle's asshole was more than ready to take it, the dominating girl quickly bringing the older woman closer and closer to climax with her now rectum wrecking thrusts.

With her ass getting pounded hard and deep Gaby wasn't in the mood for slow licking, so when she got Julie's little signal she happily began drilling her favourite top's pussy hard and fast, the rhythm of her tongue thrusting matching Danielle's thrusts so all three women rushed towards orgasm virtually at the same time.

Gabrielle was first, that big fake cock pounding her slutty ass combining with the sweet taste of Julie on her tongue making her cry out joyfully into the younger girl's cunt, not allowing the ecstasy flying through her body to distract her from her oral duties, even when Julie came in her mouth, Gaby greedily swallowing as much as she could as she knew the consequences for not doing so.

The joyful cry Gabriele let out caused a vibration on to Julie's pussy which made her climax, her eyes gluing shut as she let the sensations wash over her, the whole time her mind at least partially focused on what she planned to do next.

Wanting to enjoy the perverted feeling of dominance she got when butt fucking another female, especially one older than her, Danielle held back her orgasm for as long as she could, something she never used to do before coming to Gehanna, until she could no longer hold back, her hips immediately coming to a stop with her strap on fully embedded in Gabrielle's rear as her climax washed over her.

A cry of pleasure off to the side caught the three women's attention and they turned to see Dawn cum on her fingers, the youngest Summers girl looking horrified as she was caught with her hand in the proverbial cookie jar, her cheeks turning red as she was faced with the fact that not only had she just cum from watching three women fuck but those three women had just caught her doing it... not that they seem to mind.

In fact Danielle was beaming, "Enjoying the show?"

"I... erm... I..." Dawn stammered.

"Gaby, bend over and spread your cheeks. Show Dawn your asshole." Danielle ordered gleefully.

Quickly obeying Gabrielle turned so that her ass was pointing towards Dawn before reaching back and spreading her cheeks, presenting the newcomer with her gaping shit hole. Seeing that forbidden hole so stretched out and sore looking made Dawn gasp, but she couldn't look away.

"Beautiful isn't it?" Danielle asked rhetorically, "I just love seeing a bottom's bottom all stretched out and gaping like this, especially when I'm the one that did that to her asshole. Doesn't it just seemed to be begging for more? Don't you just want to slide a strap on deep into this bitch's butt and slam fuck her shit pipe until she can't sit properly? Hey, you're a top right? Why don't you strap on a cock and give this bitch's ass a pounding? We have plenty of toys for you to try on if you want to borrow one. Come on, show us what you can do. We could even give you tips if you want, after all you came here because you want to be a ass pounding top like us, right? Unless... you'd rather be getting your sweet little ass pounded."

The combination of the look in Danielle's eyes, the dildo around her waist which suddenly looked bigger than ever, and how much Gaby's backdoor was stretched open made Dawn want to run for her life, or more accurately for her anal virginity, however she found herself rooted to the spot, and she didn't know whether it was out of fear, lust or a combination of both. Luckily someone stepped in to, perhaps literally, save her ass, again.

"Don't pressure her." Julie warned her friend before turning to Dawn, "How about this, I'll take my turn pounding Gaby's butt and you can think about it. If you don't want to ass fuck our bitch I promise I'll take you back to your cell right away."

For the last part Julie gave Danielle a side would glare, like she was warning her to keep her hands off the ever so slightly younger girl, which Danielle found quite offensive, not because she wasn't thinking about drilling Dawn's butt hole until it was gaping wider than Gaby's and/or force her pretty face into her cunt because ok she kind of was, but because once again Julie was ordering her around, which was why Danielle added, "Sure... definitely."

Julie glared at her friend again before pulling out the chest from under her bed and picking up a strap on similar in size to the one Danielle was using before strapping it around her waist.

As her friend was getting strapped in Danielle sat on her own bed in a similar spot to were Julie had been and called over to her bitch, "Hey Gaby, stop spreading your ass and come over here and clean my cock of your nasty ass juices. I want you to make my dick spotless."

Gaby quickly did as she was told, crawling over and swallowing the head of the strap on the first chance she got, quickly beginning to bob her head on it and loudly suck as Danielle praised her for her technique, "That's it, swallow it bitch. Swallow my cock you dirty cock sucker. Clean it of your slutty ass. That's it, just like that. Good bitch."

Encouraged by Danielle's words Gabrielle really got into the blow job, becoming completely lost for a few moments before she moaned around the shaft as she felt something pressing against her still gaping backdoor. She let out a loud moan as it was forced through her stretched back hole and deep into her rectum, soft hips meeting her toned to perfection butt cheeks before meeting them again and again as Julie began pumping her pooper.

While she had no real choice in the matter Gabriele definitely preferred it when Julie butt fucked her first. Julie was always so good at stretching out and loosening her bowels to take even the hardest poundings Danielle or just about any other top could give, resulting in little or no pain and only pleasure. Whenever Julie went second her slow tactics were torturous because regardless of whether the first ass fucking had been gentle or not her shit hole would be stretched wide open and ready for a hard pounding, something Julie would almost always only give Gaby once she'd spent ages slowly fucking her butt. This time appeared to be no exception, Julie slowly but steadily pumping that big dildo through Gaby's bowels all the while the submissive Latina was craving the type of deep and hard rectum wrecking she knew a top like Danielle would have given her right away under the circumstances.

Still, it was not Gabrielle's place to question her tops, the submissive brunette trying to concentrate on sucking Danielle's dildo, relaxing her throat muscles to allow the massive shaft to slide down her gullet until her chin was resting against the balls. Gaby had always prided herself on being a good cock sucker, a skill which had definitely come in handy during her modelling career, however the cocks she sucked on a regular basis in Gehanna put anything she had ever encountered outside the prison to shame. This made it harder to suck, but those monsters gave her pleasure the likes of which she had never previously experienced.

Of course before being imprisoned Gaby used to have some self-respect for herself. She used to be nobody's bitch, and nobody touched her asshole. Now she could barely sit down as she was taking it up the ass so much, and she was the property of two teenagers, the daughters of her friends no less, but God help her she was addicted to anal sex and the feeling of being owned by these younger girls. She even couldn't get enough of pussy despite considering herself completely straight before finding herself in Gehanna.

Sensing her bitch was daydreaming Danielle lightly slapped her around the head and yelled, "Wake up bitch and suck that dick! It isn't spotless yet."

Normally Danielle would be more verbal throughout a fucking session, but she knew Julie didn't like it under this circumstances. She said the dirty talk could scare away potential allies, but if these girls were going to be tops surely they should learn to be verbal? And if they weren't into that kind of stuff didn't that make them bottoms?

Ok, so not all tops were great dirty talkers, Julie certainly wasn't one, but it was pretty much a mute point at this stage as Dawn might as well have been pulling down her pants, bending over and spreading her butt cheeks before begging someone to make her their bitch. It was all Danielle could do not to pull her strap on out of Gabrielle's mouth, stroll over to the again masturbating herself girl and demand she bend over, or at least get on her knees to start sucking her cock... or licking her pussy once Danielle removed the harness.

The two things stopping Danielle from doing just that was Julie and Faith. Julie could possibly be persuaded to go along with it but Faith would kick her ass for sure, and then fuck her ass and turn her into her bitch or a slut. Danielle wanted to pound Dawn's sweet looking butt so badly, but not badly enough to risk her own butt and status within Gehanna.

So, while lustfully gazing at the new girl, Danielle began pumping her hips back and forth, fucking Gabrielle's throat and turning the former model into a face pussy, being careful not to be too brutal, just hard enough to make Gaby gasp and choke, making sure it was obvious to everyone in the room exactly what she was doing. Once she established a steady rhythm Danielle began really letting loose with the dirty talk, ignoring the glares from her friend and concentrating on mostly Dawn as she spoke, "That's it bitch, take my cock. Take my cock down your throat you nasty skank. We've got to make sure every little bit of your nasty ass juices are off my dick, and we're going to do that by giving my cock a bath in your saliva. I said take it bitch. More sucking. Suck that cock like it's the dick of one of those photographers which used to take your pictures. Imagine like you're earning good photos from them by sucking their cocks you little tramp. Suck it. More. Yes, that's it, more, suck it just like that you dumb whore!"

Dawn knew she should leave right now. No, she should have left ages ago, but the threateningly lustful looks Danielle was giving her should have been the final straw. There were plenty of other moments which should have been final straws, but this one threatened her well-being, but to her shame those looks only turned her on more... and sadly that wasn't even the think she should be most ashamed of.

When the fucking had resumed Dawn had tried to convince herself to leave but her feet wouldn't comply, nor would her hands and fingers ceased the relentless assault, her left hand never leaving from underneath her shirt as it continued to caress her breasts, those wicked fingers working magic on her nipples, all the while her right hand never leaving her panties, the fingers on that hand even more wicked than the ones on her left as they pumped in and out of her pussy.

Her only consolation was that it had to be the work of Gehanna. It's magics were affecting her. That could be the only explanation why she was becoming so lost to her sexual urges... and why she was imagining herself in Gabrielle's place... a cock in her mouth and one in her ass... getting spit roasted... and not by Julie and/or Danielle. In... in her mind... it was Buffy. Her own sister. She was sucking on her big sister's cock... a cock which had just been up her ass, while another Buffy butt fucked her from behind, her elder sibling sawing in and out of her tiny little shit hole, stretching her butt hole out until it was gaping like Gabrielle's, and then her own sister telling her... telling her she was now her bitch.

A tear ran down Dawnie's cheek as she came from the idea of it, the poor girl literally crying at her shameful thoughts, but unable to stop herself continuing to masturbate to the sight of the three women fucking in front of her and her perverted incestuous fantasies with her own sister.

Dawn's tears briefly got both tops to stop what they were doing as they weren't really sure to make of it. Gabrielle however was to horny to care, the former model shamelessly slurping even harder on the cock in her mouth while humping back against the cock in her ass. Since despite her tears Dawn continued fucking herself Danielle went back to lightly fucking Gaby's pretty face, Julie following suit not long after that as she began gently pumping her bitch's butt.

Part of Julie wanted to stop to make sure Dawn was ok, and regardless whether she was a top or a bottom if she ran Julie would go after and comfort her best she could. For now though she would leave the other girl to sort herself out if she could while Julie fulfilled her urges. Julie might have been one of the nicest tops in Gehanna but she still felt the need to pound ass, and that's exactly what she intended to do right now.

Quickly working back up to that slow but steady rhythm that she enjoyed so much Julie paused at that particular pace for a few moments, cruelly making her bitch believe she was going to continue butt fucking her like that before dramatically speeding up, the sound of her hips smacking off Gaby's rear echoing throughout the cell as her dildo drilled the older woman's ass hard and deep, opening up her back passage even wider than before.

As a genuinely nice person it was somewhat of a struggle for Julie to be able to pound ass hard enough to be considered a top, but luckily she was never without something to motivate her. All she had to do was remember how it was Gabrielle's fault they had been arrested, how the former model had caught herself and Danielle in a nightclub thanks to fake IDs (Danielle's idea by the way) and sped them homeward so fast she got pulled over and arrested for failing a breathalyser test. Why she and Danielle were arrested to and all three of them sent to this God forsaken place Julie had no idea, but it had happened in before they knew it Gaby was trying to sell them out in exchange for her own protection. After that it was like something had come over Julie and before she knew it she was spanking and then butt fucking her neighbour, Julie forcing the older woman to beg and plead her for the privilege of being her bitch.

Danielle often acted like she was the one who broke Gabrielle but the truth was Danielle would probably be somebody's bitch or a slut by now if it wasn't for Julie making Gaby her bitch and letting Danielle share her. At times like this Julie felt it was necessary to remind the other two women from her dimension that of their little trio she was the Alpha top. Julie did an excellent job of reminding both of them as she found herself brutalising Gabrielle's ass, the usually quiet and almost timid girl almost literally wrecking her bitch's rectum, that big dildo destroying Gaby's back passage with a fierce ferocity.

The butt pounding was so brutal at this point Gabrielle was screaming in ecstasy at the top of her lungs, Danielle's dildo having fallen from her lips long ago regardless of the consequences, Julie's best friend planning to punish her for it later but for now enjoying the show so much she turned her attention away from Dawn to concentrate fully on Julie savagely sodomising Gabrielle.

Soon Gabrielle was trembling, her eyes rolling in the back of her head and a mixture of English, Spanish and gibberish falling from her lips as she experienced the kind of mind-numbing orgasm she could only receive from this type of brutal butt fucking. It reminded her of a little fact she seemed to continuously forget, as frustrating as the slow shitter stretching Julie provided was it meant that the inevitable ass pounding and orgasm/orgasms following it would be more than worth it.

As for Julie, she kept her climax at bay for as long as she could, enjoying her moment of sheer dominance over her former neighbour and now prison bitch, the older woman squealing shamelessly beneath her as she was brought to a second climax before Julie came herself, her thrusts gently slowing down before coming to a complete stop as she allowed the pleasure to wash over her. Her eyes drooped shut as her body quivered, Julie eventually pulling out an opening her eyes to see the gaping crater that used to be Gabrielle Solis's asshole, that poor back hole stretched wider than perhaps ever before.

After admiring the sight for a few moments Julie looked up, and then all around the cell, discovering to her horror Dawn was gone.

*

Faith twisted her head once more and looked into the mirror. She uttered a sigh of relief, it had been two hours since B had come and told the redheaded bitch that the skinny twiglet had fucked off somewhere – probably sick to death of Buffy’s sanctimonious preaching about being a good girl. That meant it was way over two hours since the redheaded witch had been hammering the Dark Slayer’s ass to somewhere between Hell and Heaven, Faith wasn’t sure which. And only now was it returning to some semblance of tightness.

Leaning over Faith touched her toes, there was a slight ache from her insides, but nothing she couldn’t cope with. The Slayer straightened again and pulled up her orange bottom. She grinned wryly as she thought what any of the other tops would have thought had they seen her stretching over; a damn fuckable ass she had. It was lucky she was a top, if she’d been a slut she’d have spent her entire day on her front and if she’d been a bitch the same, though at least there would have been tops fighting over her. Not that it mattered, the last few nights had been an aberration; it wouldn’t take long for her to work out how to turn the tables on the geeky witch. Then Miss Nerd would be taking so much anal cock and so often that the redhead would be getting carpet burns on her titties.

Faith fastened the buttons of her top. Yeah, it had been a fluke, well a series of flukes that Will had ended up on top. The witch was the type of girl who had her head flushed down the toilet at school, she wasn’t a Queen B, not even a Queen W, punned Faith smiling. No, she just needed a plan and then Willow, bitch, would be begging Faith to be her top. Faith smiled, and perhaps she would keep the redhead around longer than her normal bottoms – she could imagine it would be enjoyable to be woken every morning by the bitch cleaning her slit, before the redhead bent over and begged for her ass to opened. And it would piss B like Faith couldn’t imagine.

It was with these happy thoughts Faith stepped out of her cell and began to swagger along whistling merrily. She didn’t have a particular destination, her aim was to put one foot in front of the other and see where that led. And if led across a slut she fancied, well that wasn’t something she was complaining about.

Annoyingly there didn’t seem a slut to be had. Normally the little cuties were almost literally lining up, hanging round the top top like bees round a honeypot. Faith didn’t kid herself that it was her charm, but she had a certain way with the strap-on and if the slut was bow-legged afterwards, well there weren’t many complaints. And anyway, unlike tops like Rosie, Faith didn’t feel the need to break a slut’s arm if they didn’t fuck as well as they should. Faith looked at her watch and grimaced, no wonder there were no sluts around, they were all at lunch, hanging round the cafeteria hoping to get the eye of a good looking top and get elevated to bitch status. Few managed the promotion, but just enough did to keep the sluts hoping. Shrugging Faith felt a rumble in her stomach; she could eat, she decided.

The shortest way to the canteen was up the stairs, across the sandy expanse of exercise yard and down the stairs to K-wing. It was a matter of pride to Faith that she could jog the three flights to exercise yard without breaking sweat. Outside, was warm, though cool for Gehanna, a trickle of perspiration appearing on Faith’s brow as she walked across the sandy ground.

“Faith,” the call was more arrogant than the Slayer was used to. She turned, trying to conceal her surprise that anyone would use that tone with her.

Sitting on what looked like a cast-off picnic table Alex stood. The young woman’s lip was still puffy from where Buffy had caught it with her foot, several times. She walked towards Faith; the few tops, bitches and sluts who hadn’t yet headed for lunch scattering like minnows from a Great White. A couple of guards by the fence, slid their hands to their truncheons and tasers, but made no further move to intervene.

“Alex,” Faith sounded casual, thought Alex, but then the bitch’s reputation was built on never looking flustered or nervous or cocky, just confident and ready to handle anything. But despite the rumours Alex had never seen Faith actually take down anyone, it was all bluff. At least Alex hoped it was all bluff, she would find out in the next few moments.

“Bitch, my cell now,” Alex had hoped it would come out as hard and confident. She wasn’t sure she quite pulled it off, it sounded more like a squeak to her. But it made an impression, she could hear the gasps of surprise and shock from the onlookers. They all looked at her as if she’d not only been dropped on her head, but repeatedly bounced until her brains were as soft as mushy peas.

Faith blinked. In the time she had been at Gehanna it appeared that no-one had ever spoken to her like she was a bitch and the Slayer was as stunned as if she’d been hit. It was the reaction Alex had been hoping for, it was a high risk strategy, but after her battering in the shower yesterday she had heard mutterings about what a pretty ass she had, especially when beaten black and blue. And once people started talking about a top’s ass, well the hierarchy of Prison Butt-Fuck was more finely balanced than any other ecological system – and a top who couldn’t hold her own didn’t remain one for long. So Alex had decided that she needed a big score, take down Faith and become the top-top or continually bend over in the showers for whoever wanted slut ass. It hadn't been a hard choice. The ex-assassin stopped in front of the Slayer and slowly prodded her finger into Faith’s chest, “You deaf bitch. I said my cell…”

A slow, lazy smile crossed Faith’s face. It was almost as charming as it was deadly, “Alex, I’m not a completely evil bitch, despite what the rumours say, so I’m going to give you a couple of choices.”

Alex’s smile was more strained, making her look more like a deranged clown than a contender for Gehanna’s top top, “You ain’t listening cunt… I want you in my cell with that cute little ass waggling in the air.”

Faith ignored the interruption, “First choice, you take down your pants, bend over that table and I fuck your ass. Second choice, I beat the shit out of you, you take your pants down, bend over that table and I fuck your ass. The mood I’m in I’d prefer the second option, but I’ll leave it to you.”

Slowly Alex’s mood faded as she realised Faith meant every word and that Alex didn’t have the nerve to go through with it. It was like getting to the top of the tower and then realising that you were so scared of heights there was no way you were going to bungee. The Slayer had a reputation and it wasn’t ill-deserved. Alex had gone for the lucky roll on the roulette wheel and had lost. It was so stupid, why hadn’t she realised that she wouldn’t have the guts to take down Faith. In her memory could hear the laughter of the other tops, as they had suggested she was a bitch. ‘I’ll show them’ Alex had thought and not only had she insisted she was no bitch, but she had boasted that she could take down Faith and make the Slayer her bitch without her mouth consulting her brain first. And that was stupid, because now she was here with Faith looking at her she realised that she didn’t have it in her to take down the Dark Slayer.

This was it, she was going to become a slut or if she was lucky Faith’s bitch until the Slayer grew tired of her and then a slut. But whatever way it played she wouldn’t be a top taking her pick of Gehanna’s pussy. All that was left was whether she went meekly or fought for it. Or to put it another way was she more concerned about salvaging some honour or not getting another split lip.

Reaching down Alex undid her orange boiler suit and quickly stepped out of it, “You want me to lean on this table?”

She pointed at the nearest table. Faith nodded. The inmates, who had scattered like pigeons from a shotgun-wielding farmer, began to move closer. Gehanna didn’t have much entertainment and watching a new slut get broken in, especially one who had recently been a top, was one way to beat the monotony. The tops amongst the audience grinned wicked grins as they thought naughty thoughts; watching Faith break in a slut was one way to deal with boredom, but there were other ways. And once Faith had finished with Alex more than one top was planning to help break the cute young woman’s ass.

Alex looked fearfully around, she was still wearing her pumps, thongs and a lacy black bra. Faith was standing a few feet behind her, the Slayer was looking round the inmates as if challenging one of them to step in and save Alex. No-one moved, Alex was going to become a slut, she wasn’t even going to manage bitch status – there was not one woman who wanted Alex’s cute little butt enough to risk a thrashing from Faith. Certain of her victory Faith stepped closer to Alex, “You can keep on your pumps,” she said curtly.

A tear of humiliation trickled down Alex’s cheek. It was too late to do anything now, even if she tried to resist she’d just be pummelled and everyone would still know she was a slut. She reached behind her back and unclipped the bra. For a second it didn’t see to want to come off and Alex had to twist her waist to make it fall from her titties. The two bosoms bounced and there was a murmur of appreciation from the crowd as if she done it to titillate, that was even more humiliating. But what made it worse, what made Alex wish the ground would swallow her up, was the way Faith’s foot hooked under the bra and the way the Slayer back-footed it into the crowd. It was as if Alex’s dignity mattered less than a gymnastic display. The ex-assassin hooked her thumbs under the thong elastic and briefly paused.

Faith looked at her expectantly, “You shy slut?” she asked.

Alex didn’t reply. Instead she pulled down her thong revealing her smooth snatch. She held the underwear for a second, before forcing herself to smile and tossing the underwear into the crowd; it wasn’t much of a gesture of defiance, but it was all she had.

“Open wide,” ordered Faith. She gripped the young woman’s chin and twisted her head painfully to one side, then to the other as she inspected her teeth. Satisfied that they were white enough the Slayer reached down and grabbed Alex’s tits. The ex-assassin stood perfectly still as Faith squeezed them tight, though it was hard not to grimace in pain as the Slayer deliberately forced her nails into the flesh. Next the Slayer moved one hand down to Alex’s slit and without saying a word, shoved a finger deep in. Alex gulped, as Faith moved her finger around the tight hole fast and firmly enough that the twentysomething developed a hot flush. Finally Faith withdrew her digit and looked with interest at the drops of cum at the end of it. She looked at Alex and smile returned, though this time it was bitter and hard, “You’ll do whore.”

Alex nodded, “Thanks,” she said numbly unsure what else to say.

“Don’t thank me,” said Faith, her voice emotionless, “You’ve been hear long enough to know what’ll happen. I’ll fuck your ass until I’ve had my fill, then so will anyone else who wants a go. And then you’ll stagger to your cell and every morning you’ll wake up, head out of it and anyone who wants your ass will ask for it and you’ll give it them. You’ll be a slut in a hellhole, which eats them up, so don’t thank me.”

Alex looked at her feet. Faith walked over to a dildo rack and pulled out a strap-on. Sometimes a top got caught-short without a strap-on to hand and whatever Amy’s other faults, for example running Gehanna in the first place, she had left the dildo racks at strategic places round the prison. It wasn’t a surprise Faith went for a big one, many a top wouldn’t have been confident in their own strength to think they could force one that large up a virgin butt; not Faith. Alex gulped as her eyes widened; still, she tried to tell herself, at least it’ll make the dildos after Faith’s glide in more easily.

“Assume the position,” ordered Faith.

Alex bent over and clutched the wooden planks of the table so hard she thought they might splinter. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and waited for the anal entry.

“What’s going on here?”

Alex opened her eyes and smiled in relief. It was Nikita, her instructor in the dark arts and the closest person Alex could call to a friend. The tall Asian woman pushed through the guards and stood with her hands on her hips surveying the tableau in front of her. Alex noticed the dangerous twist of her body as Nikita turned to face Faith, the ex-assassin was a smooth faced killer, surely she would be able to face off the Slayer? Not that Alex had any illusions that she was ever going to be a top – tops didn’t end up naked with their ass pointed in the air waiting to be either fucked or rescued. But better to be Nikita’s bitch than a slut for everyone’s use.

“I said what’s going on,” repeated Nikita.

Faith sighed theatrically, putting on her most pained and obvious looked, “Well Nicky, as you and Alex got your ass’s whopped in the shower Alex decided that she’s a fucking slut. And like all good sluts she’s begging to be broken in and used. You got a problem with that?”

There was a crack as Faith stretched her knuckles. Nikita didn’t turn pale or retreat, she was too clever for that. Alex had created a trap and had been stupid enough to spring it on herself, well that was tough on her protégé, but what’s a curse for a Princess, can be a charm for a Queen. Nikita shook her head and gave Faith a friendly, “No problem at all Faith. Hell, I wouldn’t mind a crack myself – after you’ve finished of course…”

“Sure thing,” Faith smiled back as Alex let out a moan of self-pity. Faith turned back to her and slapped a palm across the slut’s ass. It wasn’t hard, enough to sting slightly and bring up a red print on the young woman’s skin. Faith grinned, “You’re out of position slut.”

“Sorry Faith,” mumbled Alex as she gripped the table again and waited.

The Slayer placed the tip of her dildo against Alex’s tight, puckered hole. She kept it there momentarily, as if she was measuring girth versus ass width and calculating how much pressure she would need to put in. The toy seemed to hover forever, indeed for so long that Alex began to wonder if the Slayer had suffered a paralysing stroke and that they be stuck in their position for eternity.

And then Faith slammed it in.

The Slayer didn’t bother with any namby-pamby gentle opening or gentle lovemaking. Faith needed to show Alex, Nikita, the on-looking tops and, most of all, herself that she was the top of this place; that she was Queen Fucking Faith, that if any butt was going to be fucked it wasn’t going to be hers. Faith didn’t stop hurtling forward until her thighs smacked into Alex like an crash test dummy hitting a wall. The slap of her against the young woman’s bare flesh sounded like a gun-shot, an illusion not dispelled by the cry from Alex as the cock went deep into her ass. Faith leant her head forward, over Alex’s shoulder and snarled in her ear, “Who’s waggling her ass in the air, slut?”

“I am, Faith,” squealed Alex, “I am. My ass is yours…”

The cock fitted the back hole so snugly there was a squeaking and hissing sound a Faith pulled out and Alex grimaced as the ribbed toy ran up her bowel. She gave another squeak as Faith wrapped the ex-assassin’s long hair round her hand and pulled her head back, so the young woman was stretched back and pushed forward at the same time. The forward push got worse as Faith rammed down again, the dildo racing deep into Alex’s back chute. The Slayer’s thighs again clapped into the young woman’s, pushing Alex’s thighs forward so that they, in turn, hit the table in a bruising encounter. Faith snarled with contempt, “Slut…”

“Yes, Faith,” Alex dared not disagree. The toy was painfully stretching her and Faith seemed to be taking great delight in contorting the other woman’s body into the most uncomfortable position she could find. But at the same time, Alex felt a sensation creeping through her body like she was being bathed in some wondrous and magical fire. And as Faith slammed in again the sensation got more powerful, threatening to drown out the pain and discomfort. Alex feared that if she didn’t do what Faith said that the Slayer would leave her unfilled, “I am a slut to be fucked.”

This time when Faith pushed forward she didn’t pull Alex’s head back, but instead thrust the top-half of the young woman’s body forward so she was bent double over the table, her cheek and chest pressed hard into the wood. The Slayer pressed her hand down on Alex, keeping her in the painful position as she rammed the dildo repeatedly into her rapidly widening back hole, “Fucking slut, fucking slut, thought I’d come to your fucking cell. Well perhaps I will, perhaps I’ll bring a twelve incher and some friends and fuck your slut ass raw… You’d like that wouldn’t you slut?”

“Yes,” squealed Alex, hoping that it meant Faith was perhaps considering her as bitch, whilst recognising that the tough brunette was just talking dirty and making a point to the crowd.

“Slut,” repeated Faith, filling the word with loathing and contempt. She slammed hard, the cock filling Alex's once virginal butthole, like hardening concrete was being poured in. The Slayer thrust faster, beating Alex’s body into the table. The ex-assassin would be covered with bruises tomorrow, where her thighs, chest and face had hit the wood and on her ass and thighs, where the Slayer’s rock hard muscular frame had smashed into her. It was agonising and humiliating, not least because above the slap of Faith crashing into her and squelch as the cock rammed down her chute, Alex could hear the ground yelling and cheering, like Faith was scoring a touchdown in a football game.

But there was something else, a growing feeling of excitement growing in Alex, more powerful than any previous orgasm. It rushed round her body like children at a funfare; a joyous rapture which would not, could not, be stopped. Slowly, Alex began to moan and groan as if letting the pleasure seep from her mouth would stop her body exploding.

“You cumming slut?” asked Faith and redoubled the pounding.

Alex nodded. Only sluts and bitches came from ass-fuckings, she closed her eyes and scrabbled at the table, her fingers flexing open and close. She was a slut, it was horrible, humiliating and horrific, but it was also sending the most intense orgasm through her. Alex opened her mouth, and accepted she was a slut, “God, God, God, fuck me, fuck me, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum.”

The crowd screamed encouragement at Faith as she continued to feed the large dildo down Alex’s chute. The Slayer ignored the other’s screams of pleasure and continued to ram her, not even pausing as Alex shook like she was attached to the electric mains.

“Aaaaarrrgghhh, ooooohhhhh, aaaaarrggghhh,” Alex came so loudly that it was impossible for anyone in the vicinity to plead ignorance on her new enjoyment of her slut status.

“Slut,” said Faith with a grim finality. She pulled her cock out of Alex’s ass, smiling as she looked at the red-rimmed gaping hole, before bringing down her hand in a slight smack. Alex gave a groan, her ass was still so numb she had hardly felt it. The Slayer sat on the bench and leant against the wood. She looked down at the slut and smiled, “Alex, you fucking dirty slut, lick my cock clean cunt.”

The slut crawled over on her hands and knees, before crouching up and taking the used dildo in her mouth. Alex had to really open her mouth to get it in, and soon her jaw was aching as much as her ass, without the benefit of their being a G-spot on her tongue. She moved up and down the cock, taking as much as she could without gagging. Her slurps grew louder, and a few of the crowd let out whoops.

Faith took the back of Alex’s head and kept the slut in position as she looked at Nikita. The cute Asian had slid a strap-on up over her uniform, it wasn’t as big as Faith’s but it was still large given that a short while before Alex had been an anal virgin. Faith grinned, “You wanna a go?”

“Sure,” replied Nikita. She took position behind Alex, gripping the younger woman’s waist before driving the dildo into the open asshole. Alex started, her body pushed forward by thrust, her mouth went down the cock quicker than she intended. The slut made a choking sound and almost certainly would have come up for air of Faith hadn’t been holding her in place. Alex gagged, the saliva dripping from her mouth and her eyes opening in pain and shock. But a good little slut knows that she’s just a plaything for horny tops and doesn’t complain, and Alex wanted to be a good little slut.

“Keep sucking,” ordered Faith, she kept one hand in position and lent the other in a relaxed fashion on the table. Alex continued to slurp and clean the toy as Nikita plugged her ass hard. Soon the slut was getting into a comfortable rhythm as if she’d been sucking large dildos whilst getting her butt fucked her entire life. Nikita was moving fast and forcefully, Alex’s ass had been well opened by Faith and the Asian assassin’s strap-on flowed down. In the warmth of the early afternoon sweat dripped down Nikita’s face, dribbling down to land on her orange jump suit. Alex was perspiring too, more heavily, it flooded down her body like rain on a window pane, to land on the sandy soil beneath her. Faith remained cool, a slight smile on her face as she continued to press Alex forward, “Suck it good slut. I want it glistening.”

Alex sucked harder, her head bobbing like a cork in a bucket. She was blowing so succulently that if the cock had been real not rubber, she’d have been swallowing cum. She slurped and moved her eyes to look at Faith. The Slayer eyed her back and gave her a slow wink. Alex blushed; now she knew how a Slut felt if a top showed the tiniest bit more interest in her than a slab of meat. She sucked harder, pushing the cock to the back of her throat and almost gagging.

“Ohhh that’s it, I’m fucked,” Nikita gasped as she pulled the cock out of Alex’s ass. She was soaked with sweat, damp stains showing on her prison uniform, making it cling to her body.

Faith levered up Alex’s head, watching as the saliva dripped from the slut’s mouth, as free from cock, she coughed. Faith turned to Nikita “You want it cleaned? I gotta to recommend the cock-sucking, the slut’s a natural.”

“Sure,” replied Nikita. She replaced Faith on the seat. Without waiting for any instructions Alex slid her mouth down on the cock.

Behind her she could feel a third top shoving their strap-on into her ass.

*

“Dawn!” snapped Buffy. The young teen snapped to rigidity as if she was a Guardsman outside Buckingham Palace.

“I wasn’t doing anything,” the young brunette whined, as Buffy and Willow approached her. Given that the scene in front of her was Alex spread out over a bench whilst a top stuffed her ass, with a queue of further eager tops behind her, the claim of innocence was not as compelling as it might have been. In fact Buffy and Willow gave Dawn such a disbelieving look that the young girl blushed and changed her excuse, “I was only watching…”

Buffy gripped Dawn’s wrist, harder and more forcefully than she had planned. Dawn gave a squeak of shock, Buffy had never touched her before, no matter how she misbehaved. Dawn was about to mention this, but another look at her sister’s face told her that now was not the time to suggest Buffy’s fostering skills were not up to scratch. Buffy twisted Dawn round and held her shoulders, shaking the teenager angrily as she spoke, “Where have you been?” she snapped.

“Nowhere,” replied Dawn and looked down at the ground. If now wasn’t the time to complain about Buffy being too rough it certainly wasn’t the time to say she’d popped into see two tops dominate their bitch. And it certainly wasn’t the time to mention how turned on she’d been imagining she was in Gaby’s place.

“We’ll talk in our cell young lady,” Buffy took a firm hold off Dawn and started to pull her towards her cell. She suddenly stopped and turned to Willow, “You coming?”

“It’s a nice day after being cooped up inside,” replied Willow, “I’m going to stay out for a bit. Anyway I think you’ll want to be alone with Dawn… to tell her off.”

It might have been Dawn’s imagination, but she could swear that Willow gave Buffy a quick wink and her sister momentarily went red. It was only for a second and then Buffy was as cool as always. The blonde nodded, “Well keep yourself safe; don’t get cocky just because you can cast a couple of spells.”

“I won’t” grinned Willow cockily.

She watched her two friend’s depart and then settled on a bench a few yards to watch the action. Alex was covered in sweat and almost collapsed against the bench, it looked like the show had been going on quite a while before Buffy and Willow arrived. The redhead wondered how much Dawn had seen – the prison seemed to have a way of turning sweet young things into insatiable pussy licking lesbians. She had noticed the way that Dawn and Buffy looked at each other, even if neither of them had twigged; it wasn’t a sisterly look at all – more like a fox eyeing a tasty chicken.

“Hey, Faith you going for a second,” one of the tops called. Willow sat up and frowned as from out of the crowd walked Faith.

“I didn’t give you permission to leave the cell,” murmured Willow quietly to herself. She smiled, it looked like Faith was still telling herself, and everyone else, she was still a top. That was alright by Willow; she knew it wasn’t true, Faith’s orgasmic cries were almost literally screaming that she was a bottom. The redhead smiled even wider as Faith saw her, for a second the Slayer seemed frozen the only movement a nervous twitch of her mouth. But Faith hadn’t got to where she was by letting nerves get the better of her, She gave a curt nod to Willow, the type a top might give a favoured bitch, and buried her cock in Alex’s ass.

Willow watched. She had to admit Faith was an expert, handling the slut the way an experienced cowboy handles a rogue steer. The Slayer slammed hard and deep, gripping the ex-assassin’s side to keep them both in position. Willow frowned, she wasn’t sure what she had expected to feel when watching Faith fucking a slut; relief it wasn’t her, lust at two women going at it, even nothing… But what she felt was jealousy that Faith was fucking someone else and an intense desire that Faith was beneath her as Willow slammed a cock into her. The redhead wiped her brow, Gehanna did strange things and hopefully this was strange feeling which would pass.