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Buffy's Spanking Club	By : KajiraGames Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 19626 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Buffy's Spanking Club
Chapter 2: First Official Game

by KajiraGames.
Two weeks later a meeting took place at Willow's house. As well as Buffy, there were two new recruits. Cordelia was tall and long-legged with dark flowing hair. She looked at the others with a predatory grin, as if she already had them over her knees. She introduced them to Angel's rescued recruit 'Fred' (Winifred Burkle), a petite studious girl and the most nervous of the group.
"Let's start simple" said Willow. "We'll all roll a pair of dice, and the lowest two rollers have to play the first game. Then it's the turn of the other two." She threw the cubes onto her coffee table. They showed a total of three, which made everyone laugh aloud - a good atmosphere to start the club's first game. Buffy and Cordelia both got high rolls, and when Fred couldn't beat them she looked ruefully at Willow.
"You and me, kid!" said Willow. "Let's just keep the dice - lowest roller goes over the winner's knees with her panties down."
"Bare bottom already?" gasped Fred.
Cordelia said "We should ALL prove we're willing to take risks. But just a hand spanking to start with." Buffy added "The two winners will have to have a play-off. But they've won the right to keep their panties on for that. Only one of us will be the ultimate winner and not get spanked at all."
Willow and Fred stepped up to the table and reached for the ivory cubes that were about to affect their dignity... and the colour of their behinds.
Fred's youthful figure squirmed in agitation as she threw the dice. She was as excited as the others, thinking about the risk of a spanking, with its stinging and bare-bottomed humiliation. But she had hoped to ease into it, watching some of the others being spanked first. Now her only hope of delay was to get red-haired Willow over her knee and smack her soundly. The dice stopped rolling: Seven! That gave Willow a roughly even chance of winning or losing. A tie would be re-rolled.
Willow's was the most experienced bottom in the new-formed Sunnydale Social Club (as they euphemistically called it). But all THAT meant was that she had already had a spanking from Buffy two weeks before - which had been embarrassing enough! But to take her panties down and lie bare over the lap of this young stranger? That would make her face as red as her bottom would be. She shook the dice in her hands and rolled: Five! Willow's face fell. Her losing streak was continuing!
Fred, feeling relieved, went to the kitchen chair brought out for the purpose. She sat down while beckoning to her opponent. "The dice have spoken, Willow. Over my knee, please!" she said in her quiet Texan drawl.
Willow looked at her soon-to-be tormentor. With her petite figure, Fred looked younger than the post-graduate age she really was. Willow stepped forward reluctantly and stood beside her.
Fred asked, a little timidly, "Shall I pull your slacks and panties down? Or do you want to do it?". Far from reducing Willow's humiliation by handing a little power back to her, this made her face redden. It not only emphasized her spanker's callow uncertainty, but it forced her to name what was going to happen to her underwear in front of this diminutive girl. "I'll take them down", she murmured.
At least she had put on more upmarket panties than she had on when Buffy spanked her. But standing beside Fred's chair, she had to reveal them right in front of her youthful opponent's gaze, as she reluctantly pulled her blue slacks down.
Then Willow remembered the embarrassment-saving trick she had used with Buffy - to only pull her panties down at the last second as she bent over her spanker's knees. Facing Fred's right side, she bowed with her hands in the waistband of her underwear. Then she pulled them to mid-thigh and tried to fall straight down onto Fred's lap.
But at that instant, Fred leaned forward to scratch her calf. Willow was caught holding her panties half way to her knees. Should she pull them back up until Fred was ready? She could imagine Buffy's jokes about "Miss Yo-yo Knickers". No, she was literally caught with her panties down, and the most dignified thing to do was let them go and stand up straight.
This 'dignity' was purely relative, of course. Her red pubes was now on full display, in front of: Buffy, her best friend; the haughty and snickering Cordelia; and worst of all, a young stranger who was going to put her over her knee - but only when she was good and ready! Willow's face couldn't get any redder.
"Over my lap please, Willow". Fred's politeness was maddening. Willow stretched herself over the slender thighs so that her waist was over Fred's right leg and her bottom stuck out beyond. Half her weight was still on her own legs. "No, further over, please!" And Willow ended up hands and feet on the floor, legs straight and, of course, bare bottom up.
Watching keenly, Buffy noted that Willow's bottom had just the right amount of feminine curve (as she remembered from last month's spanking). Buffy herself, she reflected with a grin, had a little more of such natural cushioning, though Fred probably had little. But more to the point, Willow's posterior was smooth and inviting to anyone lucky enough to have her in spanking position.
And Fred took full advantage of her luck. She smilingly raised her hand, then began solid but not vicious slaps on the redhead's bare skin.
Willow knew it would hurt but was taken by surprise nevertheless. Fred's hand was small but hard. Willow gritted her teeth during as many smacks as possible, but then began a series of gasps. "Harder!" called Cordelia from the sidelines. "She lost, make her pay!"
Fred ignored this and continued her pace of about two smacks per second. Willow's protests became louder and as regular as a metronome: "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow....". She began to writhe around slowly, but Fred gave her one very hard smack on the upper thigh and said "You're squirming like a snake-demon, stop it!" The spankee couldn't hold back a little screech, and stopped wriggling.
When Fred had made the whole of the bare cheeks before her an even red, she decided on a change of pace. She slowed to one slap per second, but harder. Willow gasped "Oh my Goddess!" as her young tormentor's hand began giving a fiery sting to each cheek in turn. But when hard smacks began landing in the centre and down to her sweet spot, she gave up all dignity and began begging. "Please, not so hard!".
"Don't be a such a big softie!" admonished Fred, but Willow was hurting too much to register the humiliation of this rebuke. This little girl was spanking her bare and HARD! Of course, quitting the game was out of the question - it would be the ultimate shame. Willow had gambled and lost, and was now yelling through her agreed penalty.
Though inexperienced at giving spankings, Fred could hear the cries becoming softer as Willow grew tired. She stopped spanking and rubbed the sore red bottom in front of her. Buffy called "Don't worry, Willow, I brought something from my post-slayage first aid kit!" and stepped up with a bottle of soothing lotion. Buffy rubbed some gently in, with Willow still lying over Fred's thin thighs and groaning.
"You can get up now." Willow struggled upright, and reached for her lowered panties and slacks. Buffy wickedly prevented her from pulling them up right away - she stepped forward and hugged Willow, saying "Well done!". Of course, Cordelia then did the same, once more delaying Willow's chance to recover her modesty. And lastly, Fred - Willow returned her embrace in genuine good sportsmanship, though she was forced to do so with her red bottom (and more) still showing.
Fred asked "I still have to play a decider against the winner of Buffy and Cordelia's match, don't I, for a spanking on the seat of our panties? But shouldn't there be a decider to find the ultimate loser as well? The penalty should be more severe for that."
"Oh thanks!" said Willow. But now she was fully dressed, she felt quite recovered. "All right," she said, "but for now, you two had better prepare for your match."
Buffy and Cordelia looked each other in the eye. There was a lot of history between these girls, such as a certain competition for Homecoming Queen. They both keenly wanted to win.
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