The Queen Bitch Of Sunnydale

6.

“No, Mrs. Summers, I’m afraid your daughter will not be making the honour roll this year.”

“Oh I wouldn’t be too sure about that.” Mrs. Summers clicked her fingers. “Faith, come and convince Mr. Snyder of the upside of keeping my daughter in school.”

“Yes Mrs. Summers.” The short, troll-like man’s eyes bulged when Faith walked in, her lush mane in pig-tails, the Slayer’s full breasts barely contained by her tiny crop tied front top, her rounded ass not even remotely covered by a pink plaid skirt, mid-thigh length, silky white stockings fastened to a pink frilly suspenders finished off the depraved version of a school-girl outfit.

The middle-aged man tore his eyes from Faith to Mrs. Summers even as the busty brunette knelt before him. “What is this?”

Mrs. Summers smiled, hungry eyes fixed on her slave. “Call it an inducement.”

“An -,” the principal gasped at the doe-eyed mistress unzipped his pants and pulled his thick member out, “oh my.”

Faith stared hungrily at the cock. She was a slut, well known for it in Beantown in fact, but even so, a fifty-something nerdy looking principal wouldn’t have moistened her cunny although she’d do him if he had the price, but it had been so long since she’d been allowed cock she was practically dying for it.

“Ohhh yes,” the principal groaned, his hand reaching out to stroke her rich, dark locks as her tongue shot out to stroke teasingly up and down his piss slit, the man’s cock shaking in response.

“Oh you’re so big,” Faith’s throaty moan cut through the air as the man’s other hand tugged at her bra knot, her breasts jumping out, and into his spare hand, his strong fingers squeezing hard at her rounded mounds. As she enjoyed his excited pinching, tugging roughly at her pebbled nipples, Faith pulled the guy’s cock loose and leaned forward, kissing it from top to bottom, the member shaking and jumping as she squeezed the tip.

Synder leaned back in his seat, eyes closed as he fondled the slave’s ample bosom. “Yes,” he grunted as Faith opened her mouth and took his hairy berries in her mouth, licking and sucking them even as she slowly jerked his rock-hard member up and down.

“Yeah,” the balls bounced out of her mouth, hitting her chin on the way out, “you like don’t know that, you like your dirty little bitch.”

The man’s excited grunt was her only reply, but Faith was content with that as she began sliding her tongue up and down his throbbing pole, the taste of his sweaty cock in her mouth as she alternated between licks and kisses, the man’s cock shaking. Suddenly the enslaved beauty released her grip and began tickling her fingers up and down the man’s thick knob, Faith’s ebony eyes fixed on the principal’s sweaty face as she licked and kissed his tip, excited pre-cum dribbling into her mouth.

”Oh yes, oh god, this feel so good, you filthy whore.” Snyder gasped as the dark-eyed teen’s full lips closed around the leaking tip, the man’s hands squeezing and pawing at her jugs as his hips pushed up from the sofa. “Keep going, keep going,” the principal panted as the ebony-eyed brunette swallowed him all the way down, her tongue rubbing continually against the underside as her teeth gently scraped around the member, inflaming every nerve. Faith breathed through her nose as she bobbed up and down, glossy mane snapping from side to side as she hungrily sucked the panting principal off. “Yes!” The educator’s hot sperm filled her mouth as he came, jetting up into her mouth. Faith gulped down as much as she could, but some dribbled out of her mouth and down her chin.

“Oh my,” Snyder slumped back down onto the seat, his stiffly-upright cock gleaming in the light.

“Faith, dear,” Mrs. Summers purred. “It appears Mr. Snyder still has some resources left.”

”Yes, Mrs. Summers,” Faith beamed, hungry for more prick. The enslaved seductress took the man’s throbbing tool in her hand, moaned slightly at the warmth in her hand, then unfastened her pleated skirt, the skirt falling to the ground. “Owww!” Faith squealed as before she could move her lacy pink g-string to the side, the teacher grabbed it and tore it right off her, the elastic snapping painfully against her cleft as it tore free.

“Stop moaning and get on my cock,” the teacher grunted, his eyes hungry as his hands continued to paw at her tingling titties, nipples feeling like they’d pop off.

”Yes, yes, yes.” The voluptuous brunette whined and moaned as her bald cunny parted before the teacher’s cock, her twat vibrating and rippling around it as it rubbed against her walls. Faith didn’t stop until she was straddling the man, his cock filling and stretching her twat even as his hairy nuts rubbed against her baldness. Faith kissed at the man’s neck while the principal’s hands squeezed at her blossoming, curved hips. “Oh god,” she moaned into the teacher’s ear, you feel so good!”

The principal grunted as the curvy slave clenched her moistening twat around his thick dick, wriggling her pelvis around in a slow, teasing circle first clock, then counter-clock wise, just grinding him against her nerve-clustered walls. Then she began to move her hips, slowly at first, just pulling up half the way, then easing it back down, then gradually speeding and lengthening her strokes, pulling out entirely before ramming him back into her, the air filling with their sweat and sex as he drilled in and out, seemingly trying to tear her in two. “God! God! God!” Her pigtails snapped from side to side, sweat beading down her naked body as the school principal happily fucked her. “Oh yes!” Faith muttered in the man’s ear as the friction inside her grew. “You feel so good!”

The man’s hand slid up her hips, up her flanks to grab a tit and lift it to his mouth, Faith shook with delight as his teeth nipped her nipple, her tit throbbing and pulsing with excitement as he began suckling on it, her hips speeding up. Then the man twitched inside her, his hands grabbing her curved rear, fingers pinching deep as he fired inside her, his teeth breaking skin as he bit down on her, his juices spewing deep into her trembling twat.

Faith slumped against the man, chest heaving exciting as her own climax rushed over her. “Yes, yes, yes.”

“Faith dear, please lie across the table,” Joyce said, her voice low and excited.

Faith climbed off the man and laid across the wooden coffee table, her tits squashed against the wood, her knees pressing against the carpet, and firm ass tilted upwards. Faith moaned as she felt Snyder pull her deep buttocks apart and spit into her anus. “I’m ready sir.”

“I know you are.” Faith gasped as the teacher grabbed her pigtails and pulled her head back and up. “Very willing.” The naked lovely winced as the principal forced his thick knob into her narrow rear channel, her rosebud spreading before him. Faith squealed as the man got stuck, moved his hips from side to side, stretching her before withdrawing then pushing back in. “Not yet,” Faith’s ass throbbed as the man pulled out, then she moaned as his finger reached under her to rub at her clit. “Do you like that?”

Faith nodded. “Yes, Mr. Snyder,” she said in the timid voice Joyce had ordered her to use. “You’re being very good to me.”

“How about now?”

“Oh, oh,” Faith moaned as the principal took her clitoris between his thumb and finger, and pinched it, pleasure throbbing through her. “Thank you Mr. Snyder.”

“Girls today!” The man laughed as he pulled out and then rammed himself forward, stabbing her shitter even as he tugged at her pleasure button, twisting it for extra effect. “Sluts, tramps, and whores!” The Slayer shook with half-pleasure, half-discomfort, pressed-flat tits rubbing against the wood, as the principal continued fucking her ass and teasing her clit.

“So tight,” the principal muttered as he thrust in and out of her, his balls slapping against her bald pussy as he rammed his cock in and out of her shitter, her rear channel squeezing hard around him, even as her hands squeezed at the table sides, forearms flexing as she huffed and puffed for breath, sweat gleaming on her flawless skin. “So tight.”

“Thank you, sir.” The buxom beauty’s apple-red lips parted in a low moan as her crotch pulsed thanks to the clit-fiddling and her ass ached thanks to her rough ass-reaming. “Thank you, sir.”

Sweat beaded into her eyes as the principal sped up, his breath coming in pants as his cock stabbed in and out of her ass, swelling inside her, stretching her as his fingers yanked at her pleasure button. “Aaaaah!” the Ferangi-like man came with a groan, hot cum spilling into her bowels as his fingers twisted her pleasure button, Faith writhing and grinding against the table as she came, cunny juices pooling on the floor between her knees.

The cum was still pumping into her ass when Mrs. Summers spoke. “Mr. Snyder, should you agree to turn a blind eye to my daughter and her friends’ behaviour and grades in school, you can have the use of Faith every Sunday from one to four in the afternoon, you may use her for your amusement or take out your frustrations out, however you wish.”

Snyder pulled out with a groan. “Agreed, Mrs. Summers.” Faith heard the sound of the man’s zip pulling up, his hand still pawing at her pert ass.

* * *

“We’re here dear,” Joyce murmured as the mother’s car pulled up outside a white-washed mansion. The forty-something’s hand delved into Faith’s raincoat, her wrinkled palm rubbing at the nubile brunette’s pert, smooth-skinned breasts, even as Joyce pressed her lips to Faith’s, tongue delving into the Slayer’s hot mouth. Joyce pulled away with a lustful sigh, her breath hot against Faith’s neck as she whispered in her ear. “Get in there and entertain your Mistresses. Have fun, I’ll pick you up tonight.”

“Yes Mrs. Summers.” Faith nodded dutifully before opening the car door and hurrying up the path, high heels clicking on the chipped stone underfoot, before stopping at the intercom and speaking into it. “Hello, it’s Faith.”

“The door’s unlocked, come through into the lounge, and hurry, we’re waiting!” an imperious voice replied.

Wolf-whistles greeted her as she made her way through into the lounge to find a quintet of stylishly-dressed teens sat on the room’s couches. One of the quintet, a tall brunette with a haughty manner and full, round tits rose and crooked a finger at her. “Girl, over here!”

“Yes Mistress,” Faith hurried over.

”Good girl,” a blonde stepped behind her, reached around her waist and unfastened her raincoat’s belt, “let’s see what’s under there.”

The group applauded as the raincoat fell to the ground, revealing the Slayer in all her lithesome, naked glory. “Look at those titties!” giggled the blonde that Faith guessed was Harmony, her hands trailing up the Bostonian’s slender flanks to grip and push up her breasts.

“And look at her pussy.” The group’s Oriental put her hands between Faith’s legs and rubbed at her special place, the Slayer’s full lips parting in a low moan. “It’s so pretty, no wonder the boss had us all shave our holes after seeing that.”

Cordelia pinched Faith’s midsection, experimentally rubbing her fingers up and down. “Nice abs too, and look at those legs.”

”I know,” the group’s one black girl stepped to the side and ran an experimental hand up and down Faith’s satin-skinned hip, “so firm and muscular, yet so sexy.”

Faith started when Cordelia’s palm cracked against the Slayer’s full ass. “Get in the kitchen, we need some drinks serving.”

Faith hurried into the kitchen and began making drinks, watching hungrily as the hurriedly stripped quintet of teens made their way out onto the veranda and laid on the loungers there. “Bitch!” Cordelia yelled. “Get these drinks out here!”

Aura, the hot black girl, let out a yell herself. “I want some suntan lotion.”

”Coming mistresses!” Faith cried as she rushed out with a jug of iced lemonade and began pouring drinks and passed them around before kneeling beside Aura.

The black girl winked at her before passing her a bottle of sun-tan lotion and lying back, her eyes closing. “Straddle me and start with my tits.”

“Yes Mistress Aura.” The suntan splattered the black’s smooth-skinned jugs like a cock releasing. Then Faith leaned down and eagerly rubbed at the dark-skinned beauty’s breasts, the Cordette soon bucking and moaning under her expert ministrations, sweat beading on her nude body as she writhed beneath the Slayer’s loins.

She’d barely finished rubbing the sun tan lotion when the group’s other blonde, the weirdly named Aphrodesia let out an impatient shout. “Come and rub some lotion in me, bitch!”

“Yes Mistress Aphrodesia,” Faith hurried over and knelt beside the led on her front blonde and began rubbing the lotion into the blonde’s upturned ass, the cheerleader letting out a series of low, satisfied groans as Faith worked the liquid into every inch of the nude’s body.

“Before you all get Faith running around after you, I have a job for her!” Cordelia announced. “Girl, see that lawn-mower over there? Get it and cut my grass! Hurry!”

“Yes, Mistress Cordelia!” The girls laughed mockingly as the busty brunette ran over to the lawn mower, her boobs bouncing with every galloping step. They wolf-whistled as she bent over, her ass and pussy on display as she turned the mower on.

The mower’s growl filled the air as the brunette bombshell strode up and down the large garden, showcasing her hips’ erotic rhythm, butt’s alluring bounce, and sweat beading down her curved chest for the eagerly watching cheerleaders. The moment she’d finished mowing, Cordelia let out a sniff. “It’ll do I suppose, now put the mower away.”

Once again, she’d only just finished putting the lawn-mower away when Joy let out a shrill shriek, a glint in the Oriental’s oval shaped eyes. “Girl, over here, there’s something wrong with my drink!”

“Yes Mistress Joy,” Faith hurried over, her high heels clicking on the stone veranda. “I’m sorry, what’s wrong?”

”The drink’s fine.” Faith didn’t resist when Joy wrapped a possessive arm around the brunette’s tiny waist and pulled her down onto her knees beside the Oriental’s sun lounger. “But I don’t like my glass.” Faith shivered, her flesh pimpling when the laughing Oriental poured her drink onto Faith’s tits, and began licking and suckling droplets sliding down the Slayer’s tingling tits. The Slayer beauty’s breath shallowed, the defined muscles on her limbs flexing as her arousal grew as the Oriental licked and slurped at her bosom. Joy’s hand danced up and down her sensually-curved back, fingers gently stroking her. Then the cheerleader grabbed her full mane and pulled her down, crushing her lips to hers for a moment before pulling away, returning to licking up the last of the lemonade.

“That’s given me an idea.” Cordelia smiled suddenly. “Faith, there’s a barrel of iced beer in the shed. Go and get it.”

“Yes Mistress Cordelia,” Faith pulled away from the Oriental and ran to the far end of the garden, the cheerleaders’ wolf-whistles and claps following her. Faith opened the darkened shed and put the wooden barrel under her arm and rushed back.

“Did you see the way her ass and tits bounced?” Harmony giggled. “How cute.”

Cordelia smiled at the ditzy blonde then looked towards her. “Take that barrel and pour it over your head.”

“Yes Mistress Cordelia.” Faith replied before opening the barrel and lifting it over her head. “Aaaaah!” Faith squealed as the ice cold beer sloshed over her, the sultry Bostonian’s pliant breasts jumped as her smooth, tanned flesh pimpled, stomach undulating as beer suds gushed down her, and spilt into her pussy and ass cracks. “Ohhhh,” her teeth chattered as she stood shivering before her Mistresses’ lustfully watching gazes.

Cordelia rose with a tittering laugh. “Anyone for beer?”

“Oh god,” Faith moaned as Aura, Joy, and Aphrodesia joined Cordelia in rushing over to her and attacking with their tongues and mouths. The Slayer’s nipples hardened and vibrated as Cordy’s tongue flicked at the droplets on her jugs. Faith trembled as Joy knelt between her legs, her tongue sliding up and down her tingling nether lips. The Slayer shook and writhed when Aura’s hands delved into her deep buttocks, dragging them apart and pushing her tongue in to lick at the beer cocooned there. The busty brunette moaned deep in her throat as Aphrodesia licked and kissed at her neck. Meanwhile, while her nubile beauty writhed and shook under the quartet’s enthused playing, the Slayer’s eyes were fixed on an avidly watching Harmony, the blonde clawing excitedly at her pussy.

“Um,” Cordelia pulled away, using the back of her hand to rub at her lips. “Best drink I’ve ever had!”

“Faith,” Harmony crooked a finger at the east coast Slayer as the other girls pulled away, leaving Faith on trembling, unsteady legs, “crawl over here and lick me out.”

“Yes Mistress Harmony!” Faith dropped onto all fours and crawled across the stone to the waiting blonde, her tits swaying as they dangled to the others’ laughing amusement. She’d barely reached the blonde’s crotch when Harmony grabbed her by the back of her head and pushed her face down onto her crotch.

Harmony shivered and trembled when Faith’s tongue slid up and down her baldness. For her own part, Faith started when two mouths attached themselves to her dangling tits and started sucking, pleasure pulsing through her bosom. Even as she pulled Harmony’s lips apart, she felt a tongue driving up into her crotch, her hips bucking gleefully in response. Forcing herself to concentrate, she pressed her lips to Harmony’s cunt and began sucking and kissing the blonde’s twitching cunny.

The sound of licking, kissing, and sucking filled the air together with Harmony’s breathless moans as Faith tongue-fucked her, the mystery girl in the Slayer’s own cunny driving her tongue in and out of her. Sweat beaded down the dark-haired beauty’s nubile frame as the two girls continued suckling at her nipples like a pair of horny twins.

Faith’s tongue snaked in and out of the blonde’s shaking cunt, her tongue slicked with the sweet taste of the spoilt little rich girl’s juices, serving as Mrs. Summers had taught her. The blonde’s naked hips rose off the lounger when the dark-eyed Bostonian’s teeth nipped at her left nether lip, the blonde mewing in shock. The nude Slayer took the cheerleader’s clit in her mouth and began sucking on it, her face smearing with the panting beauty’s cunt juices. Faith cried out into Harmony’s twat as the girl at her crotch grabbed and twisted her clit, sending her into climax, her thighs clenching even as Harmony’s hips bucked, the blonde’s juices streaming out of her trembling twat and into Faith’s mouth, her fingers clawing at the Slayer’s head.

As she came down from her wailing climax, Faith meekly licked at the blonde’s cunt, the other three mouths still licking and sucking at her aroused body. Then she felt a hand in her hair, pulling her head up to see a grinning Cordelia stood there. Faith’s ebony eyes widened when she realised that while the other girls had been fucking her, the lead Cordette had changed into knee-high cowboy boots complete with silver spurs, crotch-less and butt-less leather chaps, and an open black leather waistcoat that failed to conceal the cheerleader’s flat belly and firm, high tits, while over her arm hung a leather saddle with two thick prongs under it, and a thick prong on top of it.

The cheerleader grinned at her shock. “Time for horsey I think!”

“Oh, oh, oh!” Faith wailed as Aura and Aphrodesia pulled their mouths away from her tingling tits, took a pair of steel clamps with bells on them and began tugging on Faith’s rock-hard nipples, pleasure radiating over them. “Oooooh!” Faith’s head shot back, lips dropping open in a grunt as the two closed crocodile-teethed clamps on her sensitive nipples, pain radiating through them. “Ahhh, aaaah.” The cheerleaders giggled as they tinkled the bells, pain jumping through her clamped nubbins.

“After the head I just got seems a crime to shut that mouth but,” Harmony grabbed her full mane and pulled the sultry sexpot’s face towards her, “every horse needs a bit.” The dark-eyed beauty gurgled helplessly, her belled nipples still tinkling mockingly as the blonde forced a five inch high and long piece of plastic into her cupid-bowed mouth, her jaw aching from being forced to accommodate it and drool dripping from the sides of her mouth. What made the bit even more difficult to take was the six inch plastic phallus attached to it, pushing her tongue down under it, only increasing the amount of drool spilling out of her mouth. The blonde tied the shorter strings behind her head, securing it in place before looping the reins over the sultry Slayer’s naked shoulders.

“Knees apart,” Cordy ordered. Faith gulped before obeying. “Good girl.” Cordelia looked towards Joy. “While I’m putting the horse’s saddle on, why don’t you rub some lotion into her? Make that coat shine!”

”I’ll help!” Aura squealed.

Faith trembled with delight as the duo crouched down either side of her and began rubbing the lotion into her curves, skin tingling with arousal at their touch. They were thorough too, their soft palms rubbing at every naked inch of her, making her gleam for show. “Good horsey,” Harmony giggled as she leaned over the on-show beauty and patted her head as if she was the family pet.

Faith whinnied into her bit, drool escaping from her mouth as Cordy stuffed a couple of fingers into her ass and pussy, twisting them around as she stretched the nubile teen, readying her for what was to come. “Stay horsey,” the cheerleader ordered, her voice husky and shaking with arousal.

Then the fingers disappeared. For a few seconds the Bostonian babe waited, heart pounding as the anticipation grew. Then she felt one of the saddle’s thick knobs rubbing against her cunt. Then the chuckling cheerleader rammed the cock into her with enough force to lift her knees off the ground, the subjugated Slayer grunting and squealing, sweat streaming down her body as the watching cheerleaders laughed. It took another dozen hard shoves to get the huge object inside her all the way, but Faith was sure Cordy enjoyed every one of them, displaying her domination of Faith to her fellow Cordettes. The smooth, hard, fake cock strained Faith's cunny to the limit and beyond, her juices flowing freely in a desperate attempt to lubricate it. The tender massaging Faith was getting from the other two girls only added to the busty brunette’s arousal, her hips instinctively bucking against the cumbersome cock in order to try and take more and more of it inside her, eager to please the giggling girls watching her. “Isn’t she well-trained!” Harmony trilled with a giggle.

Faith gurgled against the bit as she shivered with delight, her cunt clenching down around the thick member, eyes widening as it vibrated inside her, humming against her G-spot, and the fingers rubbing against her curves making her shake with arousal, muscles on her arms and legs flexing wildly, standing out for the cheerleaders to ogle and admire. Faith squirmed and panted, sweat drenching her, as the other dildo started being pushed into her ass, the fake phallus rubbing against the other cock inside her, separated by just a thin membrane.

“Ahhh!” Faith squealed as a riding crop cracked against her shoulders, eyes bulging as she looked up at a grinning Cordelia who then tied the saddle’s straps under her midsection, the buckle strategically placed against her pleasure button so that the slightest saddle movement vibrated through her core.

Cordelia licked her lips hungrily, eyes filling with lust. “She’s ready, girls, go and get your outfits on, I’ll take her for a lap.”

Faith braced herself as the cheerleader straddled her and eased herself down on the saddle’s last dildo, the taller and heavier brunette’s weight forcing the two cocks inside the Slayer still deeper, making Faith whinny and gurgle against her bit. “Um,” the moment she was perched on the dildo, Cordelia slowly rotated her ass from side to side, the rolling forcing the phalluses inside Faith to in turn roll and further stretch her holes, “you make a neat horsey, Faith.” Faith shrieked into her bit as the cheerleader’s spurs suddenly dug into her silky thighs, blood racing with pain even as her eyes bulged. Then the cheerleader grabbed her reins and yanked her head back and up, jaw straining as the bit’s cock impaled her throat. “Giddy up!”

Faith rose up onto her hands and feet then set off at a trot around the lawn’s vast perimeter, the dildos in her ass and cunt rubbing inside her, juices leaking from the Slayer’s excited cunny even as her tits swayed and tingled, throbbing from the clamps attached, the bells merrily ringing even as the saddle’s belt buckle rubbed teasingly against her clit. “I want a gallop!” Cordelia imperiously ordered. “Not a stroll!” Sweat rolled off the nubile beauty as Cordy’s riding crop cracked against her naked shoulders, exhorting her to go faster and faster. “Move it!” Her flesh welted under the crop’s lashing as the panting cheerleader bounced happily on top of her, the rich girl’s spurs gouging against Faith’s thighs, the lithe muscles flexing with the effort of her carriage. “Faster!” This time the crop swung up under her, cracking painfully against her boobs’ swaying underside, pain radiating through her tits, the blow leaving a red line. The Slayer staggered under the blow. “Don’t you dare fall!” Cordelia leaned back and lashed the crop down on the back of Faith’s wildly flexing legs, the brunette slave panting wildly through her bit, drool spilling down her face. “You’ll be in big trouble!”

Cordelia’s ominous warning ringing in her ears, Faith managed to right herself and continue, hands and feet pounding at the recently cut grass beneath her. “Faster!” Cordelia yanked impatiently on the reins, the cheerleader forcing Faith’s head back until her neck ached, the sun beating down on the heavily perspiring beauty, her long mane billowing in the day’s breeze. “Faster!” Faith grunted and gasped as sweat rolled into her eyes, struggling both to fulfil her mistress’ demands and to control her filled with debauched pleasure body.

Finally, the cheerleader yanked on her reins, pulling her to a stop and climbed off, Cordy’s pussy noticeably moist and her face flushed. For her part, Faith had climaxed twice, but she barely noticed that next to the ache in her arms, shoulders, and legs. It seemed when it came to humiliation, no one quite knew how to dish it out like the Cordettes.

”How was she?” Harmony asked as she took Cordy’s crop and cracked it against the Slayer’s sensual hamstrings, then grabbed her reins and started to climb on.

”Oh,” Cordy grinned as she stroked Faith’s hair, “she’s quite a ride.”

“Owww!” Faith gurgled into her bit when Aura swung a riding crop into the back of her legs.

“I can’t wait for my turn,” Aura grinned at the other girls.

”Well,” Cordy tussled the enslaved Slayer’s silky mane, the enslaved brunette kneeling dutifully at the cheerleaders’ feet, pawing at the grass as if she was a real horsey and the surrounding girls constantly groping at their plaything. “We have all afternoon. But don’t spare the crop, otherwise she dawdles.”