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Buffy's Spanking Club	By : KajiraGames Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 19626 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, nor Angel, nor the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Buffy's Spanking Club
Chapter 4 - Outdoor spanking

by KajiraGames.
The next roll of the dice would decide who would be the only girl to go home unspanked that day, as overall winner of the club's first game. The other would have to go over the winner's knee but, as second place getter, at least she could keep her panties on.
The contestants in this final were the smallest and tallest members, workmates at Angel's detective agency. Cordelia threw the dice, rolling a six and a four. "Beat that!" she said excitedly. Petite young Fred picked up the dice with an air of resignation, and rolled. Her total was only six.
After Cordelia's deviousness in the last round, in making Buffy take her spanking bare-breasted, the others had been careful to prevent the same loophole for this winners' final. But Cordelia had another trick up her sleeve. Grinning, she said "The penalty has to be a hand-spanking, undies on, over the knee, this time? But again, I get to decide any other details. Such as... WHERE the punishment will be carried out!" She began to carry the chair towards Willow's front door, which led to a patio in view of the street.
Fred suddenly realised what was going to happen. "Out there where someone could walk by? Is that allowed? Willow, do you really want anyone to see a spanking going on at your house?"
Willow had never cared much what her neighbours thought, and her parents were away for a month. Also, it wasn't _her_ bottom that would be spanked in public. She replied "I guess from now on we have to add whether a penalty is private or public when we agree on it. But for now, rules are rules. Cordelia won, and you have to obey her."
As Fred followed the others sheepishly out to the patio, she felt afraid. But then the daring of what she was about to do excited her. Pulling her short pants down where there was a chance that a stranger would see? And being spanked that way? Besides, she wouldn't be doing it of her own accord, but under orders. She would be able to say to herself 'I had no choice, I had to be obedient'.
The ideas of obedience and submission brought back all her fantasies of being a convict or a 'Private Benjamin' type of soldier, under orders and being punished for any infraction. As a prisoner in Pylea she had used a fake collar to avoid actually being a slave. But she decided she would use her earlier fantasies to roleplay the situation.
Cordelia had set up the chair in the front yard, in front of the patio, in line with the front gate. To anyone passing by, there would be a short stretch of ground near the gate where, if they turned their head, they would see what was going on. Fred marched to a spot at Cordelia's right, halted and barked "Reporting for punishment, MA'AM!", earning a laugh from the others. Fred's bright clothes were not at all military, but seemed just right for an al-fresco spanking in the sunlight.
Cordelia suddenly grabbed Fred's short red pants and pulled them to her knees. The unfortunate game-loser was showing her somewhat juvenile pink-fringed underwear to any passers-by. She dared not flick her eyes toward the gate, for fear of what she might see.
"Very cute" cooed Cordelia. "Now get over my lap, little girl!"
"Yes MA'AM!" said Fred in a military tone, and hauled herself obediently over Cordelia's thighs. The victor wasted no time, but began spanking the material of the thin panties, not too hard at first. The sound of spanking was certain to turn the head of anyone going past, on either side of the street. Fred cringed and wriggled with the impacts on her taut young cheeks, but tried not to yell out loud and thus draw more public attention to her plight.
"Repeat after me" commanded Cordelia - "You're the champion, Cordelia, I'm a loser". Fred felt a little streak of stubbornness, and said "Never"! Cordelia began to spank twice as hard, and aimed plenty of slaps at the lowest part of her victim's bottom, where the panties covered little. Fred became more vocal in response to this stronger attack. "Aaah! Owoo! Too hard! Yeow!".
"Who's the champion?"
"Owww! You are! Ouch! Please! I'm the loser!"
Inevitably, Fred's cries drew some attention. A little girl about ten years old appeared at the gateway and stared goggle-eyed at the scene. She beckoned, and the head of a boy about the same age peered around the gatepost. Cordelia paused and commanded "Eyes right, Fred!" Fred turned her head and saw her young audience. The boy put his hand over his mouth and chuckled.
Fred's face turned beet red! Cordelia shouted to the children "This girl was caught peeking into other people's yards. Do you two want a spanking as well?". They couldn't run away fast enough!
Then the hard punishment resumed. Cordelia gripped her victim's panties, giving her a wedgie and baring a little more bottom for spanking. Fred yelled continuously, kicked her legs wildly, and repeated her declaration that Cordelia was the champion of champions.
Satisfied, Cordelia called a halt to her workmate's torment. "The lotion is indoors" said Willow.
Cordelia chuckled. "Bring it out, I want to apply it to Fred's bare bottom right here!"
"No!" protested Fred. She rose quickly, put her pants back on and ran indoors, again not daring to look toward the gate.
"Well" said Cordelia back in the lounge room, "our result so far is: I'm the winner and Fred is second - a complete Angel Investigations victory. But my dear Sunnydale schoolfriends here still have to play off for third place. The question is - what penalty does the ultimate loser get for coming last?"
Buffy and Willow had both recovered from their earlier spankings. They felt daring as they grinned at each other. Then they began a dialogue of one-upmanship:
"It's time to get the hairbrush out!"
"To be taken on the bare behind!"
"Naked, in fact!"
"In any position the winner wants!"
The one thing neither wanted to say was "in public". So they moved towards the table and dice, to see which one would have to surrender naked and which one would be wielding the hairbrush.
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