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Glory, Glory, Glorficus	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > General Views: 11708 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"I didn't think I could love Glory any more than I did, but your service over lunch made me adore her even more," Buffy prattled happily to Willow; Dawn nodded her enthusiastic agreement as well.
"I think my own worship of Glory helped me," said Willow modestly, "It was from the heart."
"It was," Buffy nodded, "certainly mine was racing every time you spoke her name and made us bow down. I only hope she knows how totally we are hers."
"She does," Willow was confident that the Goddess knew how completely her worshippers were in her thrall. She herself would have died under torture for the great Glorificus and from the turnout at the prayer session she had given over lunch there were few in the school, teacher or staff, who would not also totally subjugate themselves for any whim that Glory had. "She knows we are hers to absolutely command."
Her two step-daughters gave heartfelt nods and if Glory had passed by with a knife at this moment, they'd have all been willing to drive it into their own stomachs. Obedience was one of the most important tenets of the Goddess's faith, which was why her wife Joyce - who had been told to be here at the sidewalk when they left school - would need to be punished. Not that she minded spending some time talking to Buffy and Dawn, she might be their step-Mom, but she was also Buffy's friend and it was nice to shoot the breeze conversing about their favourite subject. Still Joyce had been told to be here and she wasn't, and as Willow was an acolyte of the Goddess, it was an insult to Glory. Not a fatal one, she wouldn't be out in the town square for a stoning, but enough that she would need to be thrashed.
Coming down the street it was obvious from the strained smile on Joyce's face she knew that. Stopping the car in front of the girls, she quickly unlocked the doors. She gave a nervous smile and moved to give Willow a welcome kiss on the cheek, but the redhead held her off. Joyce pulled back a little her expression becoming even more anxious as her daughter's got into the back. Both of them clunked their safety belts into place and sat with their hands on their knees. Willow knew they were dying to tell their Mom about their day - Buffy had got an A in history and Dawn had managed to recite the first hundred of Glory's names perfectly. However they also knew that they should wait until Willow had spoken.
Willow waited until Joyce had started the car and pulled away, "You were late." She made her tone stern.
"There was traffic, I got stuck in a jam," Joyce said plaintively, she knew it was no excuse.
"You should have left earlier," Willow responded. "I'm disappointed in you."
"I'm sorry," mumbled Joyce.
"You let Glory down with your tardiness," said Willow.
"I'm very sorry, it won't happen again," replied Joyce.
Her answer was ignored, instead Willow continued, "What sort of example would I be setting to Buffy and Dawn if I let you go unpunished?"
"A very bad one," Joyce admitted with a whimper.
"After dinner you will get ready and go to the cellar to await my punishment," Willow said.
Joyce nodded her acquiescence.
*
The room was chilly, even if it was not just cold that made Joyce shiver. She was stood in just a bra, not even socks or slippers, and certainly no panties, waiting with Buffy and Dawn for her wife to come down the stairs and decide what the punishment was. Joyce hoped for something light, perhaps over Willow's knee whilst the redhead tanned her butt red with a paddle. But such a minimal punishment was for small infractions such as leaving a light on when it wasn't in use or for not putting the current volume of Glory's diary she was devoting herself to back on the shelf. For being late she knew she deserved a thrashing to make her scream, it was an insult to her wife and as her wife was an acolyte to Glorificus it was an insult to their glorious Goddess.
She glanced at her daughters, both were standing to one side of her patiently, their hands lightly clasped. It still felt humiliating to Joyce to be punished in front of them, but less so than it had at the start. Or perhaps it was an embarrassing and degrading as it always had been, ever since the first time, but that Joyce had to accept the absolute rightness of it. She should be a role model of obedience and subservience to her wife and their step-mother; if she failed it was important that she was both punished and seen to be punished. There was another secret reason, though Joyce never dared voice it, even if it rose unbidden to her thoughts. Since Willow had come in the relationship between herself and her daughters had become so close, as Joyce had moved from head of the household to a more equal position with her daughters. She would never have even contemplated being semi-naked in front of them before Glory had brought light, but now she found it a turn on and she had more than once secretly fantasised about Willow making anal love to her as the daughter's watched.
The door opened and Willow came in. Any hope for a light chastisement died when Joyce saw the look on her wife's expression, stern and merciless, a true acolyte of their Goddess. Joyce quaked inside, but tried not to show it, instead lowering her face downwards to show her submission. It didn't seem to matter to Willow - the iron features not drifting an inch into mercy. Not that Joyce had thought it would, but it was still important - it showed she recognised her error and accepted her just punishment. Willow turned to Buffy and Dawn, "Hang your Mom up by her wrists."
It was one of the more painful punishments, though less degrading than pussy-caning and Joyce gave a low moan of fear as her daughter's looped the ropes round her wrists, pulling them tight so that they hold the Milf's weight as she was dangled. But even through her dread Joyce was proud with the way the two teens hastened to obey their step-Mom and didn't let any of their feelings for Joyce as their natural Mom getting in the way of lashing her up.
"Turn around," ordered Willow and Joyce did, so she was facing the wall where Willow kept the canes, paddles and whips, one of which would be caressing her flesh shortly. She shuddered again, her legs literally knocking together. Not for long though, as Willow grasped the other end of the rope and tugged it over the pulley attached to the roof beam. Joyce felt herself being lifted, her shoulders starting to ache as they were dragged upwards. The heels and soles of her feet left the floor and soon the only purchase she had on it was her toes, making her calves sore with the effort. She grimaced as her whole body weight was distributed between toes and shoulders, both of which weren't designed to take it. Willow tied the rope in place and walked slowly to the cabinet.
It seem to take a long time for Willow to decide, though it was probably longer in Joyce's imagination than reality. The redhead hand's moved over the implements, stroking them as if they might talk to her and tell her which one to use, before finally she picked out the whip. Joyce gave another involuntary moan, making Willow give her a frown. Joyce blushed, embarrassed. She quickly lowered her head in penance, "I deserve whichever punishment you give me Willow."
"Yes, you do," agreed Willow. She gave an exploratory flick of the whip, it's crack echoing through the room. It was satisfactory because Willow nodded to herself and gave a smile, before instructing Buffy and Dawn to stand back, near enough to watch, not so near they would risk getting caught by a lash.
Her wife moved behind her, running a finger down her back and over her cheeks, before reaching up again and unclipping the bra so it fell to the floor. "You know what this punishment is for?"
"Yes," Joyce felt her entire skin glow red with shame, "For being late."
"For being late without a reason," Willow corrected. She stood back and Joyce felt the strike of the whip before she heard the sound. It bit across her buttocks burning them like a flame had been stroked over them. Willow paused to let Joyce scream, "You had a chance to leave earlier, to wait outside the school, but you put your own time before mine."
The whip struck again, higher this time, across Joyce's lower back. She shrieked in agony, her body automatically trying to get away from the leather and her toes lost their grip on the floor. For a moment she was hanging by her shoulders, the joints burning as if they were about to be ripped out, thought the pain from that was lessened as Willow's whip cracked across her for a third time. Joyce screamed in pain and her toes scrabbled at the carpet, trying to get some solidity. Luckily Willow let her and didn't raise the whip, waiting for Joyce to find her feet (or at least her toes) before speaking again, "What were you doing? Reading? Watching television?"
Joyce had been cleaning. She knew Willow liked the house to always look neat, but she didn't feel that was an excuse and to say it out loud, might be taken by her daughters as criticism of Willow. (Not Joyce herself, she would never criticise her wife, that would almost be as wrong as criticising Glory). So she just lowered her head and said nothing. Willow didn't seem to be looking for an answer as she just whipped again, the lash falling half-way up Joyce's back, making her cry out again. The redhead paused, "My time is time for Glory, I could have been worshipping her or preparing a sermon for school next week - Principal Snyder has asked me to take another lunchtime adoration on Tuesday."
"Yes Willow, I'm sorry," Joyce said. Even without the whipping she would have been, but she was honest enough to herself, to mentally admit that her apology was strengthened by the punishment.
Willow ignored her and whipped again. Once, twice, three times - in quick succession the whip tore down and smacked across Joyce's buttocks, leaving the blonde Milf howling. She was lucky in so many ways, she had to admit, not least that Willow never whipped enough to draw blood or cause permanent damage. There be some weals and reddened flesh to mark her chastisement, but that was all - she had heard of others who were whipped raw to the bone.
"What type of example are you setting Buffy and Dawn?" Willow paused.
"A very poor one," admitted Joyce - blushing red with shame at her mothering skills.
"A terrible one," corrected Willow and to emphasise the point she whipped down at Joyce's calves, the whip stinging as if a thousand bees had decided to inject their venom all at once. "If it wasn't for them I'd have contented myself with paddling your buttock, but they need to see the importance of obedience; Dawn is being fucked by Xander tomorrow - what's he going to think if he wants Dawn to do anal and she say's she busy."
"I wouldn't do that," Dawn said, but everyone ignored her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through properly, I'll try harder, we all will. We all know how it important it is to obey."
"I'm not so sure," said Willow and cracked the whip again. It was harder than before and Joyce's shriek was so high-pitched that it was lucky the cellar didn't have windows to shatter. Again her toes left the floor and she was left painfully dangling as she tried to get her balance again. Except this time Willow was showing no mercy, the whip screeching down to smack across Joyce's bare flesh. Half a dozen times it landed, covering Joyce in fresh weals from her calves all the way up to her mid-back.
"Aiieeee," screamed Joyce. Her shoulders burnt and her back was agony. It was well deserved all the same, the pain a reminder to her of her failure and a demand to do better. Her feet scratched at the carpet and then she managed to get them down, just touching it, but at least taking some of the weight from her shoulder. "I'm so sorry, I'll do better."
"Yes you will," Willow said sternly. She stepped back into Joyce's view, winding up the whip to put it away and Joyce let out a mental sigh of relief. The redhead perhaps knew what she was thinking as she turned to face the Milf, her face hard and unyielding, "However you need to understand the consequences of laziness and disobedience. After worship tonight, you'll be hung in this position again until morning; it will give you time to reflect."
"Of course, Willow," Joyce nodded her acceptance. It would be uncomfortable and probably painful and no doubt on Saturday she'd have to overdose on caffeine to help her though the day, but it would give her a time the chance to reflect and do penance, like the Christians of old with their hair shirts. There was only one question she had, "What about sex? Will you want to fuck me before?"
"It's a punishment Joyce," snorted Willow, "Your ass will go unfilled tonight." Joyce blushed and nodded at her stupidity, of course she would go orgasmless, but she also thought that was a punishment for Willow who wouldn't get her nightly dose of Milf butt. However the redhead turned to Buffy, "Are Cordelia and Harmony still unattached?"
"I think so Willow, they haven't mentioned being found a match and they're still giving blowjobs," the teen blonde answered.
"Good, I'll take one of them tonight... or maybe both," Willow smiled before turning back to Joyce, "Think of it as an extra punishment, whilst your hanging here, I'll be fucking a nice tight ass in our bed."
"Yes Willow," Joyce replied. She'd take care not to be late again.
*
There was an expression of strained pained on Joyce's face, but the Milf didn't complain. That was a point in her favour, thought Willow, her wife was accepting she'd done wrong and needed to be punished severely. The redhead finished tying the rope to the wooden pillar, pressing down on it to ensure it was taut enough. It was, the only give in the rope was by lifting Joyce even higher and the blonde gave a squeak as she found herself off the floor, her toes scraping at it uselessly as they tried to get a grip. Willow let go off the rope and Joyce was lowered, not much, she was still standing painfully on the end of her feet with her heels a half inch of the ground, but at least some of the weight was on them, not just her wrists.
"I'll leave the heater on at a low temperature," Willow said. She wasn't a sadist, it would be hard enough for her wife to hang here all night, without being freezing as well.
"Thank you Willow," Joyce sounded suitably grateful.
"Buffy and Dawn will be down at seven tomorrow morning to release you and make breakfast," said Willow, "I'll be busy tonight, ass-fucking, Cordelia and Harmony, so I don't want to be awoken by the clanging of pots."
"We'll be as quiet as mice," said Joyce, though Willow thought mice could be quiet loud sometimes, with their squeaking and their scrabbling.
The teen didn't say that, not feeling this was the time to unpick metaphors; instead circling her wife to make sure everything was fully set up. Joyce was totally naked, the muscles in her calves straining as she tried to take as much of her weight as possible, but the pain was evident in her face. Satisfied that her wife was properly roped she walked over to the baby monitor and switched it on. She could hear the giggles and murmurs from her room as Harmony and Cordelia got ready for her. Once she was upstairs and fucking them Joyce would be able to listen to every moan and cry; each time wishing it was her being fucked by Willow. The priestess wasn't sure that as a mental punishment it wouldn't be worse than the physical chastisement. For a moment she considered turning it off again, to not rub Joyce's face in it, but only for a moment; her wife had to learn that tardiness had consequences.
"I'll see you tomorrow," she said.
"Have a fun night," Joyce replied, even though it must have been mentally painful to say those words.
"I will," replied her wife and went up the stairs shutting the door to the cellar.
She quickly walked round to check all the doors were locked, not that there were often burglars in Sunnydale, even before Glory arrived sensible criminals didn't hang around after dark and non-sensible ones tended to end in work places that the city jail. Then she went up the stairs, Dawn and Buffy's doors were open, as Willow always instructed them to be - it was good that they were listening to her - both had tanned asses a couple of times for closing overnight. It allowed Willow to check in and make sure they were both where they were supposed to be and that neither were surreptitiously reading after lights out or listening to music. Both of them were in bed, if not asleep, at least silent and unmoving as they waited for Mr Sandman to take them. Willow smiled, glad that they were learning obedience.
She switched off the landing lights, plunging the house into darkness. The only illumination was a small crack under the door into her own bedroom, where Cordelia and Harmony awaited. After the ceremony she hadn't been sure which of her high school nemeses she wanted to fuck the most, they'd both looked delectable in their cheerleader uniforms, with a little bit of cum trickling from their lips to show they'd both bee pleasuring fellow devotees. She had taken Joyce and the girls over to where the two cheerleaders were with their families and told them that she was going to bring one of them home to fuck. No-one refused an acolyte of Glorificus, it was an honour to be chosen in fact and both teens had almost tripped as their Dad's had propelled them forward in the mistaken belief that whoever got to her first was the one to get butt-fucked. However Willow wasn't looking for speed of response, though she expected absolute and automatic obedience to her desires, but quality.
Instead she had put the two vixens through their paces, bending over and wiggling their asses, making them remove their panties so that Willow could take a better look at their butts and wiggling some more. Then a full strip-tease, one at a time, making sure they looked as sultry and sexy as they could. Both of them managed well, with their fuck me smiles and tongues that moved gracefully over their lips, as if they were showing what they could do with them. Then naked they turned and gyrated, exposing everything to Willow, her wife, step-daughters and a crowd of worshippers, who were happily enjoying the show. Both cheerleaders had pumped their pussies with their fingers, moaning loudly and passionately, a hint of the cries each was promising when Willow's strap-on invaded their butts.
There had been a few calls off appreciation from the onlookers as the two naked teens sat on a table masturbating themselves, including from Dawn who was whooping loudly. Buffy let herself make a few words of encouragement, but not so much that she might influence her step-Mom's decision. Joyce was silent, obviously nervous that Willow was checking out some younger and fitter models, even if only for the night and as a result of her lateness. The decision had been hard, not made any easier as Anya came up and preached about the delicious attributes of both cheerleaders, who she had tried. Both were so tight, but flexible, dirty and slutty whilst remaining obedient and willing.
In the end there was nothing that Willow could do that choose both.
Now they were on the other side of the door, waiting for her.
She pushed open the door ready to fuck her nemeses. They were both on the bed, wearing nothing but their socks and their smiles, their cheerleader uniforms folded (less than neatly) and placed on the chair. They giggled and preened as she gave in, making sure she got a good sight of their sexy bodies, toned by cheerleading and firmed by fucking - neither were as virginal as Buffy and Dawn. Willow advanced further into the room, closing the door behind her and looking as both of them spread their legs open so she could see their sexy slits, already showing signs of excitement.
It was time to take control.
"Play with yourselves as I get ready," she ordered and then because Harmony wasn't the brightest button in the draw and might take that as an order to amuse herself with toys of the non-sex toy variety, she added, "Fingers those tight teen slits."
The two cheerleaders spread their legs wider, both reaching down to their luscious holes and slipped their fingers into the cracks. Willow stood in front of them, watching with lustful eyes as they went in and out, giggling and moaning as the digits went in deep. After a few moments she began to undress herself, slipping out of the robes of acolyte of Glory (she should have stripped before she hung Joyce, she ruefully regretted, so her wife could fold them properly, but it was too late now). Cordelia and Harmony grinned wider as she revealed herself to them, admittedly it wasn't anything they hadn't seen in the shower after gym, but it was different when you were stripping for fucking. Their grins got wider as she pulled out a strap-on and flexed in, bending it to accentuate it length and girth. "I am going to fuck you both so hard, you'll be unable to walk for a week," she promised.
"Oh God, yes," moaned Cordelia in gratitude, her finger working her fuckhole eagerly.
"Please, fuck me Priestess, show me the power of Glorificus," groaned Harmony, who perhaps wasn't so dumb after all.
Willow was certainly keen to fill their hot holes with her plastic cock and show them what someone who was filled with the power of the Goddess could do to their tight orifices. However, if she was going to pleasure them it was only right they returned the favour first. So she twirled the dick round by it leather strap like it was a six-shooter and she was a cowgirl before placing it on the dresser. She walked over to the comfy chain the corner and dropped down onto it, spreading her legs as far open as she could.
"Cordelia," she called, "Get over here and eat my cunt."
The brunette scurried up off the bed, leaving Harmony looking jealous, but still masturbating.
"Down," ordered Willow to Cordy, even as the cheerleader was already obeying. It had to be said she wasted no time in guzzling on the redhead's pussy, her fingers moving up to ease the lip apart so she could shove her tongue in. She reached down to take hold off Cordelia's head, pushing her forward. The brunette leant in without complaint, her tongue going quicker and faster in Willow's cunt, rushing round as she tried to find those special spots.
Willow groaned and gasped. It would have been a good pussy licking if done by anyone, powerful, passionate, precise, but it felt even better when it was Cordelia, the girl who had called her names since kindergarten and thought her a geeky nerd, was down between her legs pleasuring her.
"Harder, slut, lap it all up," ordered Willow pressing her ex-bully deeper into her pussy and shuddering as the brunette ate it eagerly. She glanced at Harmony, the blonde's jealousy written on her face as she watched her friend lapping away. Willow grinned, having Harmony green-eyed made it even better, and she kept looking at the blonde as she moaned out, "Eat me Cordy, lick me all out until there's nothing left."
The brunette eagerly complied, her tongue speeding away at Willow's twat, slurping at the pink insides so she was drinking down the redhead's cum. Willow shuddered in pleasure, shaking even more as Cordy's thumb began to play with clit, rubbing the bud hard through its hood as she drank down the juice that she was creating.
"MMmnn yes, you're a champion pussy licker, Cordy," Willow moaned out. Her hand reached down to push the other teen further forward, her fingers flicking through the thick dark hair as she did. Her eyes went up to Harmony, still on the bed, fingering herself, but with a look of complete jealousy on her face. Willow could see she wanted to come over and join in, but was held in place by Willow's commands - no-one ignored the words of a priestess of Glorificus, it was almost as unthinkable as disobeying the Goddess herself. Willow smiled and moaned loudly, showing Harmony how much she was enjoying the touch of the blonde's friend, "Oooohh, oooohhh, stick it deeper, lick out my cunt with slutty tongue of yours, put it to good work."
"Uurrrhhh," there was a long pent up moan from Harmony, frustration mixed with sexual pleasure as she jammed her fingers as far as she could manage into her dripping hole. Willow smiled wider, enjoying the blonde's agony almost as much as she was enjoying the pussy lapping she was getting from Cordelia. Harmony possibly knew that and recognised it as the revenge of the nerd for the years of put downs and snide asides. "Please Willow," she moaned, "Let me join in, I'm as good as Cordelia."
That was probably true, but Willow was here for her own pleasure not Harmony's and even if the blonde was begging for a chance to eat her pussy, Cordy's tongue wasn't tired yet. She grinned at the blonde, deliberately spreading her legs over the chair's rests and then pushing at Cordelia's head, "Eat me, use that talented tongue on my pussy."
Cordelia slammed away and Willow bucked in pleasure as the waves of orgasmic delight rode through her, "Yesss, yesss, that's it, lick me.... aaaarrghhh fuck." The climax smacked her like a boxer's punch, but unlike being hit in the head, she wanted more, "Carry on, yes, yes, that's it, don't stop."
It had to be said the Cordelia was much more pliant than she had ever been before the arrival of Glory, the brunette's face not moving from Willow's cunt as she carried on lapping and licking the soaking hole. Willow groaned again, her hand on Cordy's rocking head, keeping her in place, even if the other teen had no intention of stopping.
"Uuurrh, please, please," Harmony continued to finger herself energetically on the bed, her eyes glued to the sexual tableau in front of her. Cordy was starting to slow and ease the pressure, her tongue tired by the constant lapping. Willow could have ordered her to go faster and force her tongue to work until it was numb. But she was now beloved of Glory and they were just a couple of cheerleaders, so she decided to be merciful.
"Harmony replace Cordelia in licking my cunt, you better be as good as her. Cordy lie down and let Harmony sit on your face, you can lap her gently," the redhead gave her commands and the two other teen's hastened to obey.
Within moments Harmony was squatting over Cordelia her own face buried deep between Willow's legs as she licked the slit up and down, her hands on the top of Willow's thighs, stroking and holding them apart at the same time. Below her a naked Cordelia lay outstretched tonguing and lapping at Harmony's cunt as it ground against her. Willow moaned and relaxed, enjoying the shivers from Harmony as she lapped the redhead. She could tell Cordelia was licking her friend with the same skill as she had done the redhead by the way Harmony was vibrating in pleasure. Not that Willow was complaining; the enjoyment the blonde was getting was being multiplied by how it made her own licking even wilder and faster, making Will grunt with pleasure. She pushed Harmony's head further down, "Stick that tongue in my cunt, clean my fuckhole out, mmmnnn, that's right, hard and strong."
Harmony listened to her in a way that she never used to and slammed her tongue between the lips, eagerly wiping the pink. Willow groaned again, shuddering as the skilled cunt-lapper found the spots and tongued them eagerly. It didn't take long for Harmony to pick up a rhythm, her tongue slapping away like she was beating some bongo-drums and like any fine drummer she wasn't light on her beating. Willow gasped, shaking in pleasure, "Yesss, fucking hell, yesss."
The blonde continued to lick, driving as deep as she could manage, her nose so deep into Willow she was snorting cum like it was cocaine. Willow thanked Glorificus for her gifts and grasped the back of Harmony's head, shoving her even further down into her making the blonde almost drown in juice. Not that it stopped her enthusiastic licking, if she'd been as energetic and eager with her lessons, she'd having been vying with Willow for top of the year. The redhead gave another squeal, louder this time, as Harmony's tongue swished around with pace and power. The blonde went even faster and Willow cried out again, "Aaaarrghh, yessss, aaaarghh."
She briefly wondered what her wife was thinking as she listened in on the monitor, before putting Joyce out of her mind - all that was important was the pleasure she was feeling and there was plenty of that, no need to think about her wife's poor time-keeping. Harmony certainly wasn't being tardy, her tongue driving forward and back, licking and lapping every inch she could off the wet hole, not stopping or pausing or even slowing, just a constant glide and slip. Willow could feel the pleasure charging up her, like a stampede of wild mustangs. The scream was so loud that Joyce would have heard it without the monitor, "Aaarrrghhh, yesssss, aaaaarrghhh."
She could feel herself squirting, the powerful cum blast making Harmony lift her head and take the juice all over her face. Immediately the redhead subsided she was back down and eating again with the same energetic eagerness. Willow could have just sat back and let Harmony's talented tongue do it's work again, especially with Cordelia still egging on her friend with her cunt diddling tongue. But variety is a spice and anyway as a Priestess of Glorificus she needed to be more than just passive.
Forcing Harmony's head back, she stood up. "It's time I rammed those fine asses and see if Anya is correct on their fuckability," she said, making sure she enunciated each of the words clearly so the baby monitor could relay them down to Joyce. "On the bed, on your hands and knees, one facing me, the other backwards."
As she hadn't given any instructions on who positioned themselves where there was a bit of confusion as both teen's dropped facing her, paused to see if the other was going to move before both turning their backs on her as Willow tapped the chair armrest impatiently. Eventually they sorted themselves out, their faces next to each other's asses, with Cordelia being the one facing Willow. The redhead grinned and got into her strap-on, watching Cordelia's gaze as the brunette followed every motion lustfully. Willow let her, sliding the straps slowly up her legs and then tugging them tight, before running her hand over the large cock to show the brunette that it was so thick she could barely get her thumb and fingers round it. Cordy shivered in lust. Willow sashayed over to the bed, "I'm going to fuck you both in your hot little butts," she said for Joyce as well as the teens, "I'm going to hammer both your holes until they're ached and gaping."
"Mmmnnn," Cordelia moaned in excitement, her eyes begging for the dick to go in her butt first.
It wasn't to be, Harmony's ass was nearer. Still Cordelia would be first for something. "Suck my cock Cordelia, lubricate for Harmony's hole," commanded Willow.
The brunette's mouth closed round the plastic prick, unable to advance too far up it, as despite the rumours Cordelia didn't have an especially big mouth. Willow was prepared to help her though, keeping one hand on the cock to keep it guided, she placed the other on the back of Cordelia's head, forcing it forward as she jerked her hip. The dildo went in, slamming along the teen's cheeks and over her tongue to almost hit her throat. Cordelia's eyes widened and then blinked as she fought the urge to choke, but she didn't attempt to retreat - remaining obedient to the Priestess's control. Willow shoved again, this time definitely making the brunette gag, the bile trickling from the tiny crack between her lips that wasn't blocked by cock.
"MMnnn, make it nice and wet," Willow said, letting go as the dick was far enough in Cordy's mouth she didn't need to hold it any more. She kept hold off Cordelia's head though, whilst the brunette wasn't trying to get off the dick Willow's grip reminded her that it would be unacceptable. The redhead worked her hips, face fucking her old nemesis and making sure she got the strap-on in as far as it could go. Cordelia's head rocked and shuddered with the motion of the Priestess, making gulping and gasping noises as her mouth was filled almost completely with plastic dick. Willow grinned, there was something that was appealing about face-fucking Cordelia, perhaps it was about making the brunette shut up after the years of name-calling and comments, perhaps it was about being so completely in control of her nemesis. It might even have been the pleasure of thudding a hard cock against the softness of the skin and the openness of the throat or hearing Cordelia gargled gasps as she gagged and choked. Whatever the reason Willow made sure she didn't stint on the face fucking, continuing to drive the cock in to the brunette's mouth, contorting her face.
Beside her she could see Harmony quavering with excited anticipation. Whilst she had not been given permission to stroke her pussy, she was doing so and moaning softly. Willow decided to let her, as long as she didn't overheat it would be much more fun to fuck a horny Harmony. She gave Cordelia a couple more strokes, before pulling the dick out. The brunette had done her work well as it was dripping and better lubricated than if Willow had left it in a barrel of oil.
"Spread your ass Harmony," Willow ordered and the blonde stopped playing with her pussy as she gripped her buttocks and pried them apart to expose the prize between.
"Lovely," grinned Willow and pushed the dildo at the rosebud.
Harmony's probably hadn't been virgin even before Glory's glorious reign began, but it certainly wasn't now - as a hot cheerleader the blonde had been butt-fucked by plenty of the devout, who rightly saw her ass as a reward for their devotion. Willow felt no differently and was gratified by how easily the sphincter split open to take the toy. She hardly have to put in any effort to have the dildo spearing down, off course she had to thank Cordy's sucking skills as well for the ease with which the dick slipped forward.
"Ooohhh," moaned Harmony in obvious pleasure, showing she was a butt-girl. "Fuck me Willow, fuck me with your strap-on, I've always wanted you to bang my ass."
Willow strongly suspected that wasn't true and that Harmony's obedience and desire for Willow as a direct result of Glory's grace. Still it didn't matter if Harmony was lying, to herself or to Willow as the truth was that she was definitely wanting it now. If it hadn't taken Willow any effort to enter it left her with plenty of stamina to really pound the ass now. She drove as hard and fast as she could, impaling the cock the remaining half a dozen inches into the blonde's butthole, so that her thighs were whacking at Harmony as she fucked her. The blonde squealed and cried, "Yes, oh yesss, fuck my ass hard."
Willow slammed away glancing down at the cock and watching it vanish between the two round cheeks, repeatedly and violently. She turned her head enough to look down at Cordy, who had recovered enough (though her eyeliner still stained her cheeks and her lipstick was smeared all across her chin) that she was looking lustfully as the cock entered her friend from behind. Willow grinned and rammed harder, her body loudly slapping at Harmony's, the sounds of them colliding being easily audible for anyone to hear who was listening in while hanging around. Just to make sure her wife was getting the message Willow slapped her hand on Harmony's butt, "Take it Harmony, take my cock in your hot asshole, all the way."
"Aaaarrghhh, yes, Willow, yes. I can take it, give it me harder, ram it in," Harmony squealed in response. The redhead did so making the blonde cry even louder, "Yesss, yessss, aaaarrrghhh my butt, you're pounding it so hard, yesssss!"
Willow glanced again at Cordy, the brunette looking hungrily at the cock as it went it and out of her friend's ass. The ravenous look gave Willow an idea and she pulled the dick out of Harmony's butt, making the blonde moan, but this time in complaint. "Oh Willow..."
Willow swatted her rump to remind her of her place, before twisting enough that the dick was directly in front of Cordy's mouth. "Suck this," she commanded, "Clean the cock."
There was the barest wrinkle of disgust on Cordelia's face as she thought about where it had been, but she quickly straightened her expression and went forward, opening her lips to swallow the dick. Willow watched in lustful fascination as the brunette bobbed her head back and forth, sucking noisily at the dick that had been pounding her best friend's butthole; it was a sexy sight. After a minute Willow decided it was cleaned enough and pulled it out, before swinging to her left so she could re-enter Harmony, the blonde groaning in gratitude as the toy rammed in.
Willow resumed her vigorous ass ramming, her hands gripping Harmony's waist for additional traction as she pounded away. The blond rocked and squealed, her body jerking forward and back in time with Willow's hard and fast thrust, her marvellous titties bouncing and swinging. Cordelia was resting her chin on the blonde's butt, watching closely the cock as it slammed in, her expression lustful and hungry for the dick. Willow was in no hurry to feed her, though it was good that the brunette looked ready to devour the dick when asked. She slapped Harmony's ass playfully, "Take it deep, I want this cock all the way down your ass."
"Yes, yes," screamed Harmony in total agreement, "All the way in, fill me with your strap-on."
Willow grinned and slammed away, rocking the blonde to orgasm. Harmony screamed and shrieked, her entire body convulsing as she came. Cordy's head jiggled as she continued to rest it on her friend's ass, her eyes flicking between the cock and Willow, desperate for it, but not willing to ask the Priestess without permission. Satisfied that Harmony was satisfied Willow was pulling the dick out, leaving Harmony to collapse forward as she fed the dick to Cordelia again. The brunette's smile widened before she opened her mouth to suck the strap-on enthusiastically, slurping up and down the toy and leaving it coated with her saliva. Willow took hold off her head and helped her down, making her take more of it and pressing the dildo's tip to near the throat. The brunette gagged a little, from the taste or from the deep-throat, but she didn't stop. "Go on, take this dirty ass-covered cock in your mouth, suck it clean," Willow ordered.
Cordelia intensified her sucking, cleaning the dick like she was in a competition. Willow rocked back and forth, face-fucking the brunette vigorously, as she looked down at Harmony's battered ass and still wide-open hole. She could have never have imagined this before Glory had bestowed her with her blessings, she would sing extra lovingly at the service tomorrow. Cordelia gasped and gagged again, as the toy punched at her throat. Willow pulled out, "Plant that ass on my cock," she ordered, lying herself down on the bed.
"Yes," giggled Cordy. She got on her haunches, her back towards Willow, lowering herself slowly onto the dick. She gave a small squeak as the toy started to go up her ass, but like her friend, Cordelia was no anal virgin and with some wiggling and working, she was soon sliding down it, moaning happily.
"Work it," demanded Willow, "Fuck my cock."
The teen brunette bounced herself up and down the plastic dick, driving her ass down. Willow watched and grinned as she saw the thick toy vanishing between Cordy's round cheeks and heard the brunette's grunts and gasps as it stimulated hidden spots. But more was needed; "Harder, fuck it harder," Willow demanded.
Cordelia obeyed, moving quicker and ramming herself down so Willow could feel the toy really rubbing and cracking at her own pussy and clit. She began to thrust up, taking control and filling Cordelia. A wave of pleasure ran through the redhead, made even more powerful by the thought that it was her old nemesis's ass that was causing it. Harmony was lying watching, obviously recovered, as her face was as lustful and hungry as Cordelia's had been. Willow quickly instructed her, "Get in front of Cordy and lick her cunt."
"Right away," Harmony scampered up and got down between Willow's, lowering her head to lick and lap at the pussy. Cordelia squealed, though as she was already loud from the butt-fucking, it was impossible to tell if her cries were a result of the cunt or ass; or more likely both.
Buffy and Dawn were used to orgasmic screams, so Cordy's cries and Willow's moans weren't that much different from the normal accompaniment of sound as they went to sleep. The bed rocked and shuddered, banging against the walls, like a drum, but Willow had told her stepdaughters previously if they found it too loud to put a pillow over their head to block it; she wasn't sure whether they did or not. Joyce would be hearing it all as well, adding to her deserved punishment.
"Aaaarrrrghhh, yessssss, aaaarrghhh," Cordelia screamed loudly, shuddering violently, her long hair sweeping across her naked back as her head jolted. Willow thrust up again, making her bounce and then scream again, "Fucccckkk, aaaaarrghhh!"
Harmony continued to slurp away, lapping at her best friend's pussy as their enemy fucked her. Willow grinned as she remembered the names they'd called her and the sniggers they made as she walked down the hallway in some unfashionable (but comfortable) pullover. Then she rammed harder, making Cordelia shriek so loud it was a miracle a window didn't shatter; the brunette wouldn't be commenting on Willow's fashion sense again.
"Aaaaarrggghhh, yesssss, my ass is so fucked," shrieked Cordelia, "Oh by Glorificus, this is so good, yessssss!"
Willow drove upwards again and then pushed Cordelia forward so the toy slipped out of her ass. Between the redhead's legs Harmony looked down from Cordy's pussy to the cock and Willow nodded, "Suck it."
The blonde went to it with eager enthusiasm, her head bouncing up and down the dick like she was on springs. Willow grinned, enjoying both the sight of Harmony's mouth sliding down the cock and the gaping back hole of Cordelia, still on display. Cordelia waited, if not patiently, at least not as impatiently as she could have. Willow waited until she was sure the cock was nice and wet and cleaned to perfection before sitting up to grip Cordy's waist and lower her back down. Harmony gave a hmpff of annoyance as she was pushed away, but redeemed herself by resuming the licking of Cordy's pussy without being asked.
"Yes, fuck, yes," Cordelia began to moan as she was bounced on Willow's dick, the redhead spearing up into the cheerleader's opened hole.
Grunting Willow pounded up as fast as she could, encouraging Cordelia to go faster, the two of them banging and slapping together to their mutual satisfaction; so fast that Harmony's tongue could hardly keep up and she ended up licking anywhere she could manage. Willow didn't care, the two cheerleaders were only here for two reasons, her pleasure - any they got themselves was a side effect and to ensure Joyce learnt her lesson that she was ultimately disposable, a Priestess of Glorificus could have whoever they chose. Willow was sure, from the screams and cries reverberating around the room, that Joyce was certainly getting an earful and would hopefully take the right message. If not she'd be spanked next time she was late; there might not be a third time.
An orgasm hit Willow as Cordelia's butt pounded down the dick. The redhead gasped and shuddered, temporarily pausing in her thrusting, as the wave rolled through her taking over her nervous system and reducing her to a rag doll. "Goddess," she moaned a small prayer to her saviour, "Thank you Glory for all that."
Panting and shuddering Willow lay fully back and let Cordelia do all the work. Luckily Cordelia didn't take that as an excuse to pause or even slow, and the brunette continued to go at it with a speed and passion, "Yesss, yesss, yesss, aarrrghhh, fuck."
Up and down the brunette went, not stopping or pausing. Harmony had less stamina and her licking began to gradually slow as her tongue went numb with use. Willow let her slow, she wanted Harmony able to gossip at school and tell everyone how she and Cordy had a threesome with Willow; she wouldn't be able to do that if her tongue was worn out.
Another orgasm hit Willow, a train of ecstasy shooting her off the rails and into a sea of total bliss. She tried to keep it in, biting her lip and clenching her fist, but it was too strong and she had to scream, "Aaarrrghhh, yessss, aaaaarrghhh!"
Cordy was cumming as well, "Fuucckkk, ooohhhh fuuuckkk!"
She slowed, it was slight, but it was slow. Willow looked at the time and wasn't surprised that the brunette was flagging given how long she'd being going at it. She could have made Cordy continue, whipped her ass and demanded the cheerleader give her all, but she was beginning to sate herself and she felt Joyce was going to learn all she was going to for the night.
She pushed Cordy forward, "That's enough."
The brunette slipped off, perhaps a tiny bit reluctantly, Willow thought happily to herself. She rolled over and collapsed, panting and wheezing as she tried to get her breath back, allowing herself to feel the exhaustion now she had a break. Willow stood up and undid her toy. She briefly thought about giving it to one of the cheerleaders to clean and then decided not to, Joyce could do it the morning - it would do her good to suck up someone else's ass juice from her wife's plastic dick.
"I'm going to take a quick shower," Willow went over to the door. "There's a phone downstairs to call a cab with, don't be too loud as you leave - Buffy and Dawn will be trying to sleep."
She slipped from the bedroom and walked towards the bathroom as the two cheerleaders began to dress.
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