Gehanna

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Guest Stars
Dark Angel - Max Guevara
Desperate Housewives - Julie Mayer, Danielle Van de Kamp
Heroes - Claire Bennet, Elle Bishop, Niki Saunders, Tracey Strauss
Nikita - Nikita, Alex


It was late afternoon and Buffy Anne Summers was lying in bed, a smile so wide plastered on her cheeks that it was almost dislocating her jaw. The reason for this wasn’t hard to deduce for anyone but the most naive maiden aunt - face down between her thighs was the Slayer’s kid sister, Dawn Summers. The young brunette was slurping away at her elder sister’s slit with unseemly enthusiasm, her tongue drilling deep and hard into the wet hole.

If you’d asked Buffy this time yesterday whether she could imagine Dawn licking her out, Buffy would have made an embarrassed laugh and denied it, whilst secretly wishing it would happen. If you’d asked her a week ago, she wouldn’t have laughed and, if she hadn’t broken the questioner’s jaw for saying such a disgusting thing, the denial would have been truthful. Buffy wasn’t stupid, despite being the cliché of a blonde valley girl; she knew that this sudden flood of sexual feelings for her younger sister wasn’t some crush, but a direct result of that witch Amy Maddison dropping her and Dawn into Gehanna. The thought that all of this was caused by unnatural dark magic still made Buffy feel guilty, though, as Dawn slammed her tongue into her clit, Buffy had to concede her sister could lick.

It was all for Dawn’s own good, Buffy tried to tell herself. Gehanna was no place for a young brunette with a slender body, a beautiful mouth, plump tits and such a fuck-able little butt - there were too many prisoners and guards who were eyeing Dawn. And they weren’t thinking of marriage followed by a mortgage and children. No, Buffy had to get out of here and take Dawn with her. The only trouble was that Gehanna had devised a block to escape - making the all-girl inmates as horny as a bunch of satyrs on the drink. If Buffy didn’t dampen her horniness they’d be stuck here. If that happened Buffy knew that she wouldn’t be able to protect her sweet, innocent little sister and that Dawn would be taken by a top with lusts higher than IQ. Buffy would then beat the shit out of the top, that was true, but that wouldn’t have helped Dawn. No far better they got out and that meant Buffy had to find an outlet for her sexual yearnings. Buffy knew that as a Slayer she could have got any bitch she wanted, but it was better it was Dawn - it meant Buffy could keep an eye on her at the same time.

Reaching out Buffy stretched her fingers out as far as they could go, before clasping them back into a fist. She glanced down, thankful that Dawn was too deep in her pussy and so engrossed on tonguing to notice the impact that she was having on the Slayer. Buffy was new to being both a lesbian and a top, but one of things she was picking up about Gehanna is that being a top was all about control. You treated your bitch mean and you kept her keen - an unwritten rule, but Buffy had seen what had happened to a top who'd lost it. She shivered as she thought of Alex, or perhaps it was a reaction to Dawn’s battering her clit with her tongue. More juice leaked from Buffy’s box, it slid over her lips before being brushed away by her sister’s long, dark, hair. Buffy thrust her fist into her mouth and stifled a groan of lust. She didn’t want Dawn to know that she was sending her older sister into a sexual orbit - Dawnie could be cocky and if she realised what she was doing to Buffy… well as a bitch she’d be insufferable.

The brunette slurped harder, her face dug so deep into Buffy’s twat that her nose was doing almost as much of the work as her tongue. Harder and faster she licked, continually surprising Buffy that her younger sister could go on so long. They had been fucking all day with barely a break, Buffy had lost count of how many times Dawn had gone down on her. Nor did she know how many times that she had turned her sister on her back or side and rammed her ass. And after many - not all, but most - of the butt-fuckings Buffy had fed the dildo into Dawn’s mouth and the teen had sucked, slurped and licked the toy clean. That was the most surprising thing about the day, thought Buffy, that Dawn was completely insatiable. The Slayer gave a squeak; it was lucky she’d got Dawn herself, otherwise with Dawn’s appetite the young brunette would have been the most popular slut in the entire joint.

“Ooooommmm,” Buffy’s gasped orgasmic cry would have been louder if she hadn’t quickly grabbed her pillow and thrust it over her face. Her scream still vibrated through the soft foam, shaking it with the same thunder that rode through her body. Down below Dawn was drenched as Buffy’s pussy shot out girl cum.

Slowly, trying to control her breathing and heart rate, Buffy removed the pillow from her head. She was aware that Dawn’s head was no longer in her cunt and she looked down. Her younger sister’s head was up, dripping with juice as she looked expectantly at Buffy. Nervously Dawn licked her lips, driving away the cum that coated them, “How was I?”

“Satisfactory, I suppose,” Buffy said after a pause, her tone trying to suggest that Dawn had been barely passable, though in reality the teen’s tonguing had curled Buffy’s hair so much that if it wasn’t a metaphor Buffy would have looked like she was back in the eighties.

Dawn nodded. Her expression was a mixture of disappointment that she wasn’t getting more praise and relief that Buffy had at least agreed it was okay. She forced a smile onto her pretty face, “I’ll improve, Buffy, I promise. I can keep practising… with you… or anyone…” she trailed off lamely.

“Sure,” replied Buffy, with what she hoped was the right level of casual dismissal in her voice. Treat ‘em mean, keep ‘em keen, she reminded herself.

It seemed to work, Dawn’s face broke up into nervous confusion and she reached up to fiddle with her long hair, something she only did when she was worried. She looked at Buffy, “Do you want me to go again. I’ll try harder Buffy, I really will…”

“No,” Buffy shook her head trying to appear curt and masterful. It was harder than she had thought this being a top. But she knew if Dawn’s lithe little tongue came anywhere near her clit the resulting orgasmic explosion would be so intense that Lilah Morgan would probably class it as an escape attempt. However, this wasn’t a reason she could give her kid sister. She thought for an excuse and to give herself time, shook her head again, “No.”

The peal of an electric bell gave Buffy the explanation she had been grappling for, “It’s dinner in thirty minutes - I’m hungry.”

Suddenly Buffy realised it was true. She’d spent the whole day banging her sister and somehow had missed both breakfast and lunch. Still - the Slayer looked at the naked figure sitting in front of her - there were compensations. She gestured to Dawn, “Stand up and bend over.”

Dawn did. Buffy looked at her ass and smiled. The large dildos she had been using had opened the younger teen successfully, leaving the hole open and gaping. It would be hard for anyone to claim Dawn was not being butt-banged and that Buffy was lying to protect hers sister’s maidenhood. Buffy reached out and gently patted Dawn’s ass, before rapidly withdrawing as if the rump was fire. She cursed inwardly, if she wanted to be a top and protect Dawn she had to make sure she didn’t show any signs of weakness. And patting your bitch’s ass was as weak as you could get. She looked again; the hole was open, but it could be expanded more - it would show Gehanna that to Buffy Dawn was just a piece of meat for big sis’s enjoyment.

“Lean against the wall,” ordered Buffy. She swung her legs from the bed and followed Dawn, waiting impatiently as the teen brushed her hair away from her face and leant against the wall. The well-used ass waggled enticingly at Buffy; the blonde had to fight back an urge to slide her face between the cheeks to lick and kiss the bruised hole better. She closed her eyes instead, counted slowly to ten and then opened them; the weakness pushed away. Even better Dawn was quivering, whether it was excitement or anticipation or fear mattered not to Buffy - all that mattered was that Dawn was hers.

The Slayer slid a finger teasingly down her sister’s spine and leaned in close to murmur in her ear, “That ass of yours, that sweet delectable ass, it’s still too tight. I’m going to open it, open it wide. You know how I’m going to do that?”

There was a longish pause before Dawn realised the question wasn’t rhetorical. The brunette shook her head, “No, Buffy, I don’t.”

Buffy put her teeth on Dawn’s lobe and bit down sharply enough that the teen gave a small squeal. Drawing back an inch Buffy continued to keep her voice soft, “First I’m going to stick one finger up it. Then a second. Then I’ll put in a third. Finally I’m going to put in my whole fist. Do you think your ass will cope or will you split? What do you think?”

There was a gurgling noise from Dawn. She shook her head, before quickly changing it to a nod, “I’ll take it Buffy, I’m your bitch, I can take anything.”

Buffy smiled at the small note of pride in her sister’s voice; it was good Dawn was settling so well into her role as a bitch - it made everything easier. She bit lightly down on Dawn’s earlobe again, “I’m sure you can.”

Stepping back Buffy extended one finger and thrust it into her sister’s rectum. The butt had been so opened that digit didn’t even touch the side, it just pushed through open air. Buffy withdrew it and when she returned it was with two fingers. At least these could now rub against the ass walls. It wasn’t a hard thrust, but Dawn’s ass had been made so tender by the repeated banging it had received that it only needed the slightest touch of her anal G-spot to make the teen’s knees buckle and for her to groan, “Oh yes, Buffy.”

Slowly Buffy moved her fingers, sweeping them round the open hole. Dawn gave little gasps of enjoyment and moaned softly, “Oh, Buffy, that’s so good,” she murmured.

With three fingers in Dawn’s back chute began to expand, making the teenager quiver. Buffy moved them in and out slowly to begin with, teasing her sister with the gentle movements. The brunette giggled and squeaked as Buffy’s fingers brushed down the passage, stimulating nerve endings, “Oh Buffy, oh Buffy…”

Buffy began to move a bit quicker, feeling the anal tube move and stretch. Little trickles of sweat slipped down Dawn’s back, leaving light skid-marks in their wake. The brunette moaned more deeply, pushing her head back so that her long hair swept down like a waterfall, “Oh that’s good, harder, Buffy, harder.”

Even with the chute loosened with three fingers it wasn’t easy to push in the full fist. Buffy grunted with exertion and Dawn squeaked in pain as she waggled herself back and forth to help get it in. A drip of sweat slid down the Slayer’s nose and hung for a second. It dropped to the floor as Buffy gave a further push and slid her fist into her sister’s butt. The blonde gave a grunt of satisfaction and wiped the perspiration from her brow as the joint of her thumb disappeared from view down Dawn’s back hole. In turn the brunette let out a shaky cry, part pain, partly pleasure, “Owww, ooohhhh, Buffy…”

Buffy paused for a few seconds before really starting to work it. She hammered her fist in and out of the open hole, ramming it as deep as she could manage. And that was a little further in each time, “That’s it Dawn, take my fist, who’s my bitch?”

“I am, Buffy,” screamed Dawn. Her entire body was shaking and shuddering as each thrust crushed the nerve endings, sending a continuous series of orgasms through her in one never-ending stream. Her body rocked, slamming into the wall as Buffy hammered home, the brunette’s plump titties slapping into the wall so hard it was like gunfire. Harder and harder Buffy rammed her fist down, squeezing it through a passageway not designed for a human hand. Dawn opened her mouth and screeched again, “I’m your bitch, Buffy, I’m your slutty whore bitch.”

The brunette’s body arched as the super-orgasm hit her like a rocket. Her cunt flooded with juice and it shot out, splattering against the wall, “Aaaarrrghhh, aaaarrgghhhh….” Dawn shrieked as her body jerked and her limbs seemed to turn to jelly, “Aaaarrghhh, that’s….. aaaaarggghhhh. I’m… aaaaaarrrrghhhh….”

There was a pop as Buffy pulled out her fist. The blonde grinned, Dawn had been gaping before, but now… well now there were prehistoric caves with smaller openings. Buffy grinned, proud of how well Dawn had managed. Reaching down Buffy gave the bruised butt cheeks a further pinch, “Get ready and we’ll go for dinner,” she paused, “Don’t bother with the dungarees or boiler suit, go for the pants and shirt. Oh and don’t bother with any underwear.”

“Yes, Buffy,” nodded Dawn happily.

*

The rumble in Willow’s stomach reminded her it was dinner time, even if the groups of prisoners heading to the mess hall hadn’t. The redhead was a little hungry, whilst she had managed breakfast, the soup offered at lunchtime looked so unappetising she’d decided not to touch it. She wondered what Buffy and Dawn would feel like, she hadn’t seen the Slayer since first thing this morning when she’d left Willow’s cell bitchify Dawn. The Wicca gave a smile, missing meals was probably a sign that her friend had succeeded.

She turned back to the strap-ons Anya had laid out - they would replace the two she’d passed to Buffy; Willow didn’t expect to see them again. Pointing at two she said, “I’ll take them.”

There was a nod from Anya. She took out a notebook and quickly wrote something down, before opening to show it to Willow. It read ‘two strap-on dildos in return for future favours’ - there was no mention of what the favours might be, that was the cost of not having the normal currency. Anya took all sorts of things in payments none of which were available to the witch, cash, rare jewels, golden trinkets, even bitch ass. Willow grinned as she thought of the faces of everyone if she’d brought her bitch, Faith Lehane, in and dumped her over the counter in payment. Anya looked at her, like the redhead had gone mad, “Why are you smiling?”

“No reason,” Willow grinned, if she mentioned the vision Anya would be wanting Faith and that wasn’t something she was ready for yet. Pointing at her purchases she said, “You can deliver them to the cell without anyone knowing?”

“Yes,” replied Anya testily, “That’s what we agreed - a surprise for Faith… though how long you think you can keep it covered that Faith’s your bitch I don’t know…”

“We’ll see,” Willow nodded, but couldn’t help smiling. It wasn’t strange that everyone thought Willow was Faith’s bitch, the Slayer after all had been Prison Butt-fuck’s top top, with a reputation for banging any bitch or slut she wanted. But what was strange was that Willow was allowing Faith to keep up the pretence she was still a top and not owned by the Wicca.

“I must be going soft,” murmured Willow to herself as she left the shop and headed to the canteen. Or maybe, she wondered, was that she enjoyed the game her and Faith were playing; and wanted Faith to submit willingly. Suddenly ahead of her in the corridor she saw Buffy and Dawn.

“Buffy, wait up,” called Willow and strode quickly towards her friends, who’d stopped and were waiting for her. Willow looked at them, there seemed to be a subtly different vibe between the two Summers - Buffy looking more in control, whilst Dawn flashed looks at her sister which merged awe and longing. Will smiled, “So did you?”

“Did we what?” Buffy grinned back.

Willow didn’t want to say in case she’d totally misread the situation - more than once she’d put her foot in it after she’d said something out of turn. Instead she gestured with her head towards Dawn whilst still talking to Buffy, “You know… that…”

Buffy grinned even wider and walked into the mess hall, casting her head back over her shoulder as she entered and laughing, “You’ll see in a minute.”

Willow followed Buffy into the mess hall. It was already full; tops, bitches and sluts milling around or sitting as they waited for duty sluts to come in and start doling out the slop they called food. Willow could see Faith in the corner, sitting with a few other tops, joking and laughing confidently. Willow smiled; anyone would think that Faith hadn’t spent the time before breakfast on her hands and knees as Willow banged her ass.

Confidently Buffy walked into the middle of the room. She picked up an empty water jug and smartly rapped it on the table. The hubbub of conversation died down as the prisoners turned to look at her, even the guards on the walkway above looked interested in the petite Slayer as her eyes swept round the room, willing the few remaining talkers to shut up. Unsurprisingly it was Faith who was the last to be quiet, almost challenging Buffy. She probably would have still been talking if Willow hadn’t caught her eye and surreptitiously raised an eyebrow in warning. The dark Slayer shut up, but leant back cockily in her chair with her arms folded - grinning arrogantly at Willow. The Wicca made a mental note of that before looking at Buffy.

The blonde gave a small smile, “Listen up, because I won’t say this again. I’ve taken Dawn, my sister, as my bitch,” she pointed to Dawn, who blushed; “She’s mine. Anyone who tries anything without my permission…”

Buffy didn’t elaborate, but there were a few rumblings, before Buffy looked at the perpetrators. They went silent as Buffy continued, “If anyone doesn’t believe me - show them Dawn.”

The brunette undid her pants and bent over. There was a gasp from the assorted crowd, even Willow was impressed and she’d seen Slayer strength in action. Dawn’s ass was gaping so wide that a melon could have been shoved up there - the butt, virginal just twelve hours before, was bruised and red around the dark hole staring out. Buffy grinned, “I think, ladies, that this makes me a top.”

There was much silence for a few long moments and then sound slowly returned to Gehanna, as it had always done before whenever a girl announced herself as a top and presented the proof; however this time everyone was talking about the new top and her new bitch. As the talk increased in volume Faith felt the eyes of the other tops on her table glancing over at her and although most were too cowardly to say what they were thinking there was at least one exception.

"Interesting." Nikita drawled softly as she turned her attention away from Dawnie's cute little gaping behind to her fellow top, "Weren't you going to make the other Slayer's sister your bitch? And then go after the other Slayer?"

With all eyes now firmly on her Faith thought quickly. Ass fucking Alex and turning her into a slut had effectively kept her reputation as a top intact, however she knew they were whispers going on behind her back, asking why she hadn't been publicly using and abusing her new cellmate yet and why had she seemingly not made the move on the other Slayer yet after telling everyone she was going to do just that only a few days ago. Faith wasn't known for her patience, but she had previously brushed these questions off. Now she had to make a choice, she could tell everyone that she hadn't gotten to Dawn before Buffy in which case everyone would expect her to be pissed and make her move on Buffy, something she couldn't afford to try with that redheaded whore around, and when she didn't people would start asking even more questions, or...

"Well... I thought about just making B and her little sis my bitches, but then it hit me... it would be so much more of a rush if I'll let B become a top first, let her get all confident and used to being in control, and then put her in her place. It's going to be so sweet, the moment she realise is who the real top is around here. Course, she needed a little pushing in the right direction, so, after I butt fucked her sweet little baby sister I gave her a choice... she could lose her anal cherry to me right then and there, or she could save her own ass for a few weeks by fucking her kid sister up the ass and make little Dawnie her bitch. B will deny it now, but the truth is I helped her admit she wants to be a top. That's what really happened, and B knows it's only a matter of time before I do to her what I did to her best friend, take her anal cherry and make her my bitch." Faith bragged.

While some of the other tops grinned and high-fived the Slayer Nikita remained unimpressed, "So, you are fucking the redhead?"

"Of course... why, you think differently?" Faith challenged.

Nikita shrugged, "No... not exactly. It's just, no one's actually seen you fuck her yet, which isn't exactly like you. Normally you'd have butt fucked your new bitch all over Gehanna before having her showing off her freshly used ass hole. So, I'm just wondering the same thing we all are, why you haven't done that yet?"

Inwardly Faith cursed. Why couldn't Nikita be scared shitless of her like everyone else at the table? Of course that question was circling round the prison anyway and if she didn't really make Willow her bitch soon things were going to get really bad for her. For now all she could do was keep up her story.

Barely missing a beat Faith smirked and said, "It's like I've been saying, this whole thing is a very personal matter to me so I've got something very special planned for all three of my Sunnydale friends, and when I'm ready their coming out party as my bitches is something this shit hole is going to be talking about for a very long, long time. Until then they're all off-limits, and I'll be using my redheaded bitch in private."

"So, you are fucking the redhead then?" Nikita asked.

If she wasn't so tired from ass fucking sluts all day, to take her mind off the total rectum wrecking she had received last night and this morning, Faith would have challenged Nikita right then and there. Hell, if it wasn't for the fact Nikita was such a skilled fighter with maybe more than just an outside chance of beating her Faith would have probably been drilling her ass within minutes.

Instead Faith smirked again and said, "Of course I've been fucking her. Hell, I've barely been able to keep my hands off her. Her ass is so fucking tight, I just love slamming my dick inside it. She has a ass made for butt fucking. And trust me, she may look fine but I bet geeky little Willow Rosenberg can't even sit down any more without thinking about me."

"Can you?"

As her fellow tops cheered and raise their hands to high-five her Faith whirled round, trying to hide the feeling of utter dread that was suddenly flowing through her at the sound of her top's voice... and yet as she looked around she couldn't spot the redhead.

"You alright Faith?" Nikita questioned, obviously just as puzzled as the other tops sitting on the table.

"It's a spell. I can talk to you telepathically, but don't worry no one else can hear us." Willow explained, "I can also hear your thoughts by the way. It's so nice to hear that you're thinking of me as your top already."

"That was a mistake, I didn't mean it." Faith blushed.

"What was a mistake?" Nikita asked.

"Shut up." Faith screamed, totally losing it, "Say one more fucking word and I swear to God I'll do to you what I did to your little protege Alex and tear your fucking ass apart!"

The room briefly became silent, Nikita considering whether to make an issue out of this. She might not have a choice if Faith made a more direct challenge, but she would rather not engage in a fight she would most likely lose, especially if her previous encounter with the other Slayer was anything to go by. Nikita would have to be sure to publicly pound some slut ass to make sure her status remained intact, but she would be far from the first top to avoid fighting Faith if at all possible.

"I'd go somewhere more private if I were you, unless you want everyone to see you talking to yourself like a crazy person." Willow's thoughts echoed in Faith's head.

Leaving the rest of her food Faith stormed away from her table while softly growling to herself, "When I find you..."

"I'm right here." Faith turned to see Willow hadn't moved from her previous spot near to Buffy and a gathering group of tops, the witch giving her a dorky wave, "And I'm not going anywhere. You on the other hand are going to the toilets. NOW!"

Faith shuddered at the dark, commanding tone she heard inside her head and the equally dark, commanding look that briefly crossed the redhead's face, the brunette quickly making her way to the toilets before she and/or the Wicca made any more of a scene.

"Grab one of the dildos and take it into one of the stalls with you." Willow's voice echoed in Faith's head. Grateful there was at least no one outside the toilet cubicles to see her do this Faith did as she was told, quickly grabbing one of the available toys, but before she could make it into the cubicle she heard a voice in her head tell her, "No, a bigger one."

Unable to prevent a whimper escaping her lips Faith quickly exchange the medium-sized dildo for one of the bigger models before making it into an empty stall just as there was a flushing sound. She was able to lock the door just as her 'neighbour' exited the stall next to her, washed her hands and left the facility.

"Push your pants and thong down around your ankles, get down on your knees, bend over the toilet bowl, put the dildo down, reach back and grabbed your butt cheeks." Willow's voice echoed in Faith's head. Faith blushed as she followed her orders, before she then received more, "Good girl, now start spanking yourself until I tell you otherwise."

Faith opened her mouth to complain but she knew it was useless so after a brief pause she began doing as she was told, spanking herself as gently as possible, way more worried about making a sound than causing herself pain.

"Harder!" Willow encouraged.

"But if anyone hears I'm done for." Faith whimpered softly, her demeanour from the mess hall seeming like a distant memory.

"Then you better quickly get this over with and hope nobody hears." Willow's voice insisted firmly.

Whimpering again Faith used her enhance Slayer hearing to try and detect even a hint of breathing from another person in the room, and then, being as sure as she possibly could be that she was alone, she began really spanking herself, stinging blow after stinging blow crashing down on her butt cheeks as she prayed the redhead would let her take a break if anyone came in.

"Harder! Use all of your slayer strength! Don't make me come in there and spank you myself!" the witch threatened.

Increasing the speed and the force of the strikes until they turned her ass cheeks pink, and then a rosy red, Faith felt herself being reduced to tears as she went through one of the most humiliating experiences of her life. She had to look absolutely ridiculous in her current position, and if anyone were to see her like this not only would she cease to be a top but she would become the laughing stock of the entire prison. She would never hear the end of it. Her name would become a joke, the entire inhabitants of Gehanna forever laughing with each other how the formerly mighty Faith Lehane had been found.

However after only a couple of minutes of savage butt beating the Slayer was offered salvation of sorts as she heard Willow's voice in her head tell her, "Faith... stop spanking yourself, pick up the dildo and look at it... ok, now I'm going to give you a choice. You can continue spanking yourself for as long as I want you too... or you can shove that dildo up your ass and use it to make yourself cum."

Before Willow could get out another thought Faith had pushed the dildo into her mouth, the redhead smiling as she sensed this, her smile growing wider as she sensed that seconds later her bitch in training used her Slayer strength to slam that dildo all the way up her ass in one go.

The agonising pain of the quick and brutal anal penetration had Faith crying out softly in pain, but she had just as much trouble keeping her moans of pleasure to herself as she jack-hammered the dildo in and out of her own ass as fast as she could, the Dark Slayer desperate to make herself cum as quickly as possible so this nightmare of an ordeal could be over.

It was easier than Faith could have possibly imagined. Whether a result of some spell Willow had cast on her or simply a result of all the butt fucking she had been receiving recently, Faith's ass not only relaxed into accepting the dildo extremely quickly, but just as quickly turned into a volcano, every inch of her anal walls on fire with pure ecstasy.

On the one hand this meant Faith would be cumming soon and then she could hopefully get out of here without anyone discovering her frantically masturbating her own ass with a dildo. Something which would be just as horrifying as the discovery of her spanking herself, but at least the self-inflicted ass fucking wasn't making as much noise. On the other hand... Faith didn't even want to try and analyse just how she could possibly be enjoying stuffing her own ass this much.

"You're enjoying it because you're turning into a bitch. My bitch." Willow analysed for her, "I can read your thoughts, remember? And I'm loving everything I'm reading from you. I mean, getting off so hard and quickly from butt fucking, being too afraid to stand up to me, thinking of me as your top, and trying not to think it again, oh Faith, I'm just so proud of your progress."

"Shut up." Faith growled softly.

"Now Faith, that is no way to speak to your top." Willow grumbled, "What do you say?"

Fearing another spanking or something worse Faith gritted her teeth and as softly as she could said, "I'm sorry."

"Good bitch, that's what I like to hear." Willow praised, "You've been making me so proud lately Faith. Remember last night, you were such a total slut for me and Buffy, doing everything we said, licking and sucking everything you were told too, mmmmmm, and just how many times did you take it up the ass for us?"

Faith's mind wandered back to the previous evening, remembering each butt fucking so vividly she swore it was like she felt every single one of them, to the point almost swearing there was a dildo fresh from her ass in her mouth along with a dildo plowing her ass in a reminder of all those spit roastings she had taken last night. She could even almost hear Buffy and Willow talking about what a great bitch she made... how well she licked pussy, sucked cock and took it in the ass... how... how she clearly loved every second of being a bitch... of being Willow's bitch.

"And do you remember this morning?" Willow continued, "I do. I remember how I told you to bend over and not only did you do it but you spread your butt cheeks for me without even needing to be asked. I was so happy I nearly jumped for joy... although I think we both preferred it when I slammed your ass instead."

Faith blushed intensely as she remembered it as clear as day and yet only now realised she hadn't been ordered to spread her cheeks, shame burning through her body as she remembered how hard she had cum, especially once Willow was done admiring how good her ass hole looked with a strap on inside it, ordered Faith to take her hands off her butt cheeks so they could get down to some serious rectum wrecking. Fuck, why was Faith becoming so addicted to getting her ass fucked?

"Because you’re my bitch Faith, that's why your becoming so addicted to getting your ass fucked." Willow answered for her, Faith cursing herself for letting that thought slip out, "Oh Faith, I've never been more proud of you. I was so pissed off at your behaviour earlier, particularly the way you lied about me and my friends to keep your precious status intact. After all, I'm the one who can't keep my hands off you, who can't get enough of slamming my dick inside your tight little ass. And it's you with made for butt fucking ass that can't even sit down any more without thinking about me. But after spending only a little time in your head I've never been more sure that it's only a matter of time before your begging me to tell everyone how I'm your top and your my bitch. And when you're ready for that Faith trust me, what Buffy did to Dawnie is going to be nothing compared to what I do to you. But for now, just imagine I'm there with you, kneeling behind you in the toilets, that it's my strap on in your ass, pounding your butt hard and deep, making you desperate to cum like the little anal whore you are. But you should know Faith, this is only a warm up for the fun I have planned for us tonight, because thanks to Anya not only have I replace those toys I gave to Buffy but I've got some new fun things I want to try with you. Think of it Faith, think of tonight, think of me fucking you right now and cum for me. Cum for me while telling me what you are. What are you Faith? Tell me?"

"I'm your bitch Will." Faith whispered, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as the type of monster orgasm which she only received through getting her butt fucked crashed through her body, leaving her shaking, gasping and sweating. As she eventually came down from this high Faith blushed again as she realised she was still shoving the dildo in and out of her ass, although slowly and lazily at this point, this realisation only occurring after she had dreamily sighed, "I'm your bitch."

*

"Can... can I move now?" Dawn asked for what felt like the millionth time.

"In a second Dawnie." Buffy said dismissively, just as she had done all those times before.

When she had first told her little sister to bend over and show her ass Buffy had fully intended to let Dawnie up almost immediately afterwards. However Niki Saunders, an older top, who had being quick to invite Buffy to sit with her and the other tops on the main table, had pointed out it would be a shame to lose such a pretty view while they ate. Since Buffy was considering that befriending at least some of the tops might be in her best interest, and Niki was right - there was seldom much to look at in Gehanna, Buffy had ordered her bitch to remain bending over. The only changes to Dawn's position was that now she was at the end of the biggest table in the room and she was now spreading her butt cheeks so her big sister and her big sister's new friends could all get the best look possible at her still gaping wide asshole.

Staying in this position for so long was causing poor little Dawnie to ache and sweat in places on her body she didn't even know she had, along with seemingly all the places she already knew she did, but she would rather pass out from exhaustion than disobey her big sister... her top... Buffy.

Dawn was awoken from her dreamy thoughts of her elder sibling when she saw two familiar faces walking by.

"Julie, Danielle... erm hey?" Dawn called out awkwardly.

Danielle gave her a look of disgust, turned up her nose and continued walking. Julie looked apologetically for her friends behaviour before leaning in and whispering, "Sorry Dawn, tops don't really socialise with other tops' bitch. It... gives the wrong impression."

Julie then felt a pair of eyes on her and she looked up to see a girl who she remembered being flustered yesterday but now was seemingly ultra cool and confident.

"Can I help you?" Buffy inquired.

Julie smiled politely, "Just admiring your bitch. You clearly did a hell of a job of breaking her in."

"Thank you." Buffy grinned, "I very much enjoyed doing it."

"I'll bet." Julie nodded.

"Just how much I wonder." Niki's voice quickly gained the attention of her fellow tops as she turned to Danielle, "What do you have for me?"

"Quality merchandise, I swear." Danielle assured the older top, beckoning over her friend and fellow top Rory Gilmore who was leading three sluts over.

"Very nice." Niki said, licking her lips before turning to Buffy, "We have a little ritual for new tops... a right of passage if you will. The new top is presented with three sluts. She may fuck which ever one she chooses... but she must show some skill, or some potential for skill, or at the very least a passion for what she is doing. If she succeeds she is welcomed with open arms into our ranks. If she fails... well, then there are plenty of ladies available to show her the proper way to treat a slut... by stretching out her asshole. Of course, I can't actually remember the last time we had someone fail, and given your brief time at our table I'm confident you'll succeed with flying colours. If not... well... your sister isn't the only one in your family with a really cute butt."

There's a moment's pause in which at least half of the tops wonder if Buffy will refuse, or even fail, resulting in them having to all try and take down a Slayer. Considering both Slayers reputations the task seemed far from inviting, but with their strength in numbers they might just be able to pull that off which certainly was an inviting prospect.

However the brief moment of tension past as the Slayer smiled and said, "Sounds like fun."

"It is." Harmony and Danielle said in unison, both as helpful as always.

Rolling her eyes Buffy stood up and turned to her little sis, "Dawn straighten up, I want you to watch this."

Eagerly moving from her position Dawn straighten up and turned around, licking her lips as she watched her big sister slowly strip as the room watched intently, admiring her sexy curves. Inside Buffy was struggling to fight a feeling of embarrassment, but there was no such thing as modesty in a place like this, and she couldn't afford to pretend there was if she wanted to keep her new status as a top intact.

Once she was naked Buffy was passed a large strap on before she could even ask, the Slayer firmly attaching the dildo around her waist before walking over to where the three sluts were standing and eye'd them like she was the proverbial wolf salivating over three little pigs.

"Turn around and spread your cheeks. I want to see your butts." Buffy ordered.

No sooner had she said it the three sluts were whirling around, bending over and spreading their butt cheeks wide, all revealing assholes which looked almost destroyed as Dawnie's.

Niki briefly scowled at Danielle before explained apologetically, "I'm afraid finding a cute untouched slut ass at this time of day is akin to finding a unicorn dancing with a leprechaun in a dimension without magic. On the bright side I have personally used all three of these sluts before so you shouldn't have too let that legendary conscience of yours get in the way of slamming their already loosened asses."

"I don't remember saying it was going too." Buffy said bluntly, before reaching down and pulling one of the slut's hair back, "Have we met before?"

Alex gulped, "N... no, I don't think so."

"Really? You don't remember trying to ambush my best friend? Trying to take me down?" Buffy questioned, the look on Alex's face making it clear she did remember, "Well, maybe I can refresh your memory."

Alex squealed in pain and shock as Buffy's large strap on slammed its way through her open and inviting rear entrance, however she is soon squealing in delight as the Slayer began ramming her rectum.

"Don't any of you sluts move a muscle." Buffy snapped at the three sluts, two of which had started to move away, "I'm not going to be satisfied with just one of your loose asses so I'm going to have to use all three of you!"

The cafeteria echoed with the sound of cheers, most notably from the tops although they were joined by some of their bitches and a few of the sluts as a growing amount of women gathered around to see the new top in action. It was the biggest gathering in some time as word of the new Slayers claim of status had spread through Gehanna like wildfire resulting in women from all parts of the prison lined up to watch Buffy's initiation ceremony.

All the additional women only made Alex feel more humiliated. It seemed like only yesterday she was one of the tops, happily cheering as a top slammed a bottom's bottom hard and deep... probably because it was only yesterday. Unfortunately Alex had stupidly picked a fight with Faith and as all tops who had been dumb enough to try that in the past Alex had found herself bent over with a strap on cock up her ass, other tops lining up to use and abuse her.

Alex had spent what felt like every single second of yesterday afternoon and evening with a cock up her ass, the tops passing her around like a piece of meat, Alex only receiving a brief rest during the night in which she spent lying on her front as her gaping ass was far too sore to take her weight, to her shame dreamily thinking about getting her butt fucked some more until the morning when those dreams came true. It wasn't uncommon for a new slut to find her ass in constant use the first couple of days of her new status and Alex was no different as today tops hadn't been able to keep their hands off her.

Of course at this point Alex had orgasmed so many times and so powerfully she could barely even remember being a top, and the humiliation she felt only increase her enjoyment of the ruthless rectum wrecking she received from the Slayer, these bowel destroying thrusts somehow even more powerful than just about every top in Gehanna, except maybe the woman who had originally broken Alex's ass in. That woman was sadly nowhere to be seen right now, but the sight of her former mentor Nikita staring down at her with a mixture of shame and pity was enough to send Alex over the edge, cumming violently much to the delight of the crowd.

Seemingly the moment Alex was over her orgasm that big dildo was removed from her ass and plunged deep into Max's in a single thrust, Max following her fellow slut's earlier example by first crying out in pain before quickly switching to crying out in pleasure. The difference was Max was faking it for a few brief moments, her asshole still extremely sore from her last butt fucking and it was clear this Slayer was out to prove she was a total top and taking no prisoners whatsoever while doing it.

However it wasn't long before Max's ass excepted its latest hard fucking and her cries and moans became very much real as she found herself incredibly impressed by this new top. She herself had once been a top, but like Alex she had made the mistake of messing with Faith. Unlike Alex she had gotten as used to being a slut as possible, and while at moments like this she still occasionally felt ashamed the pleasure of getting her shit shoot stretched out and slammed was too overwhelming for her to do anything but moan and take it.

The butt fucking Max was currently receiving was exactly the type which kept her from even trying to think of a way to become a top again, this new top drilling her back passage like a well oiled machine, thrusting that dildo so hard, deep and quickly into her bowels it made her knees go weak in seconds, and in what felt like only seconds later she was screaming hysterically in a powerful climax.

Before Max's asshole was done spasming around it that dildo was removed and plunged deep into Claire's welcoming butthole, the slutty cheerleader crying out in pure joy as her already extremely well opened back passage was filled to the brim once again. Claire was actually disappointed there wasn't a little more pain as she enjoyed getting her shit-hole stretched out, but then again it wasn't like she had enjoyed the thorough ass destroying she had enjoyed before dinner... and before lunch, and after lunch, and before and after breakfast.

It was no secret Claire was one of the most popular sluts in Gehanna but since she had put her plan in motion to try and seduce one of the guards into being her top her asshole had become more used than ever before, the guard in question seemingly unable to keep her hands off her. There was something incredibly familiar about that guard, and Claire was sure she had heard her name somewhere before, but she couldn't quite place it, and to her surprise she actually found herself disappointed that as she looked around Claire couldn't see Elle anywhere.

Before Claire had much of a chance to become too disappointed her eyes rolled back in her head as she received the pain she had been longing for, this new Slayer pushing her dildo up and down and side to side as well as in and out, somehow even finding a way to jam that cock even deeper into her butt than ever before. It was a rectum ramming the likes of which Claire had rarely received before. In fact only Faith and Elle came close, and even then this new top seemed so hell-bent on proving her place she was actually becoming slightly better than them, something Claire didn't think was even possible. As her eyes rolled in the back of her head and her body shook with climax Claire wondered if she should try and become this top's bitch instead. At the very least she would be on her knees begging for a another butt fucking from this Slayer, and soon.

Towards the back of the room some of the shorter women were finding things to stand on so they could see the action, and as one guard in particular was able to threaten a chair away from an inmate and stand on it so she could see what was going on that guard found herself glaring, blue sparks crackling from her hands as an odd feeling of jealousy rushed through her.

"Something wrong Elle?" Tracey Strauss inquired.

"No, I'm good." Elle Bishop said unconvincingly, her eyes never leaving the sight before her.

Moments later Buffy pulled out of Claire and slammed her strap on back into Alex's still open shit-hole, her eyes scanning the crowd before stumbling across the other woman who she had fought in the shower. They stared blankly at each other for a moment, and then Buffy smacked Alex's ass and increased the power behind her thrusts.

"That's it, pound that slut ass harder! Make her gape for a week!" Nikita cried out in encouragement just like all her fellow tops, however unlike the rest of them she did feel genuine pity for her former protege, even if the girl had brought this on herself.

Niki on the other hand felt no pity towards Alex whatsoever, "Yeah, wreck that rectum! Make sure she doesn't shit right for a week!"

"A week? Ruin each and every one of those slutty buttholes so they never shit right ever again!" Cordelia called out cruelly.

"Yeah, make sure they never sit right too!" Harmony yelled out unhelpfully.

Nevertheless Buffy grinned at Harmony before nodding to the other tops, soaking in all of their words of encouragement, especially the rather repetitive murmurings of:

"Wow, she's really good at that."

"She's really giving it to them."

"Check out that technique. Look at how deep she's going, and at that speed... that's pure skill ladies. She must have done this before."

"Na, I reckon she's just been butt fucking her little sister non-stop since she got here. I mean, did you see that girl's asshole? No way newbie hasn't been ram raiding her baby sister's butt since day one."

Buffy didn't correct the speculation that she had been fucking her sister sooner than she actually had. In fact she didn't say anything. She barely even acknowledged the words, however despite what those watching her might think she did hear every single word and used each one of them as motivation. She didn't really need it, the overwhelming power and dominance she was feeling from fucking three women up the butt while others watched, along with those three womens' ass so wonderfully tight around her strap-on that the stimulator inside the toy was drumming one hell of a beat in her clit, was more than enough. Though the words made for a nice little cherry on top.

Playing to the crowd Buffy began stepping back every so often so everyone could admire just how stretched out the three slut asses were becoming. When that got a positive reaction she ordered the sluts to stop spreading their butt cheeks so she could smack their asses as she fucked them, using all of her slayer strength to make sure it could be heard, each strike sounding like a gunshot as a result, the increase squeals from the sluts easily making the crowd cheer. Not long after this Buffy began feeding the sluts their assholes, pulling up by their hair and turning them around before pushing them down on their knees so they could suck her cock, all three sluts welcoming the dildo into their mouths and down their throats before giving the toy a wet, noisy blow job.

Thanks to her slayer stamina Buffy was able to keep this up for what felt like forever, her whole world becoming the public fucking. Occasionally she looked out into the crowd for her best friend and her little sister. Oddly enough Willow spent quite a while just sitting still with a look of concentration on her face, but eventually she was cheering Buffy on just like the rest. It seemed the only one who wasn't was Dawn who's face remained a mixture of jealousy and lust. Buffy could only guess that her baby sister wished it was her bent over and getting fucked in the ass, but Buffy would make sure she would learn when to be simply happy that her top was receiving pleasure.

Eventually her friends and even the noisy crowd became background noise as Buffy concentrated on keeping the same brutal butt banging pace. Even slayers had their limits and it felt like she had passed hers long ago, her body dripping with so much sweat that the smacking sound of her hips meeting the soft flesh of slut ass began to have a slight squelching sound added to it, her body so numb she could barely feel anything except of course the climaxes which at this point were each threatening to knock her unconscious. Buffy had no idea how many times herself or the sluts had cum, and she wasn't even sure if someone told her to stop she could, but until that moment arrived no matter how exhausted she felt she was determined to keep on fucking slut ass, and not because she wanted to prove herself as a top, she had probably more than done that, no, she was determined to continue pounding those slutty poopers because it felt good. Really, really good

The tops were all very impressed with Buffy's performance, although as the Slayer clearly became delirious from exhaustion and pleasure there were mumblings if she even knew she was very publicly fucking three sluts who were all broken in by Faith. Sure, Faith clearly didn't seem to give a fuck who fucked them, but when she discovered it was the other Slayer who was doing it she might feel differently. But where was Faith? She never normally missed something like this.

One of the few people who knew the answer to this question was Lilah Morgan, who at that very moment was sitting at her desk, one hand in her panties and another in her bra as on one screen she watched a dejected Faith slinking away to her cell while on her biggest screen she watched far more intently as Buffy proved herself as a top.

Amy would want to hear about this, and like a good little employee who knows her place in the pecking order Lilah had sent a live feed directly to Amy's mansion the moment this whole thing began. She hadn't heard word back from her yet, so she was happy to take matters into her own hands, delaying the call for Lockdown by several hours just to see if Buffy's slayer stamina could match Faith's. If anything it seemed to surpass it, so much so that eventually Lilah felt that if Buffy didn't feel the need for a break she certainly did, so as it was in her power to put an end to Buffy's initiation ceremony she did.