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I, Buffy	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 150663 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 45
- 46
Guest starring
Dr Taylor Maddox (Courtney Cox) Scrubs
Carla Espinosa (Judy Reyes) Scrubs
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As a road trip it wasn’t exactly a fun packed extravaganza of singalongs and sisterly camaraderie. Every time I approached an orange light Faith would shriek, "Brake, B, brake" even though I still had seconds before it turned to red. And if I followed her advice there would be an explosion of honking from the cars behind, all screaming that I was too enthusiastic on the pedal. Personally I blamed Giles for Faith’s lack of, er, faith in my driving ability. As I told him, if he hadn’t wanted one, perhaps two, smallish to medium sized dents in his new smoothmobile he shouldn’t have parked it in the cemetery parking lot. And if I hadn’t accidentally hit it when try a tricky reverse into a space, an evil vamp was bound to have seen his car as an innocent victim begging to be despoiled and kicked it later. He didn’t really seem to accept my argument, muttering something about how I was a worse driver than Lindsay Lohan.
Anyway when we’d exchanged insurance details (which was kinda a waste of time cos I know where he lives and my car was hardly touched) and I’d staked a couple of vamps who been trying to nibble on a homeless guy, he brought me up to date on Faith. "The Council think that she’s not irredeemable," he said with a still grumpy face on. He didn’t say anything about it, but I knew that’d it’d been him putting in hour after hour of late night transatlantic phone calls to that bunch of limp-wristed, tight-assed Englishmen making the case for her.
"Yeah?" I back flipped towards the third vampire who’d been hiding behind us in the bushes, "So they’re letting her loose."
"In a way… Buffy duck…" I did as he suggested and the fist sailed harmlessly over my head. I kicked at the vamp’s knee, shattering the bone and sending him toppling. Gripping my stake I jumped on top of him as Giles took another sip of tea from his thermos and offered it to Willow and Giles, they politely declined. As I wrestled with the vamp, who might be down, but was still trying to claw out my eyes Giles continued, "They’re sending her back here to America."
"That’s good," I said. Will snorted, not having the same views on Faith’s redeemability as me or the Council.
"Well Sunnydale more specifically," continued Giles.
I staked the vamp, "Really… here… I mean are they crazy. She’s a lunatic who tried to knife us all and cut up Willow for dog meat," when I thought the council were forgiving her I thought they’d be sending her somewhere out of the way like Alaska or Cleveland, not back to me.
"It’s where the Hellmouth is," said Giles lamely.
"I’d not noticed," I said.
"We’re to keep an extra eye on her, they’ll be another Watcher helping me as well," he said defensively.
"As given the last one was even more cuckoo than Faith forgive me if that’s not totally reassuring," I said. Then I brightened, "Still if I don’t have to see her, she can patrol Thursday to Sunday and I could do Monday to Wednesday."
"That sounds good," agreed Xander, "it’s been ages since we’ve been able to get a free Friday night."
"Er… let me think about it," said Giles in the voice he uses when he’s about to tell me it’s good I saved the Sunday School teacher from a pack of hungry demons but the apocalypse is still happening next Tuesday.
"Spit it out," I put my hands on my hips and stood in front of him, with my t-marked Buffy determination.
"Well, I agreed with the Council that you’d take a small trip with Faith, just the two of you, to get a few tests done in this private hospital just to make sure she’s really cured." He looked at his car again and added, "Though if they’d known your driving ability… even the Council aren’t that cruel, they’d have just locked her in dungeon and left her there."
By the time we’d got to the hospital I was really wishing they had. Apart from her histrionics every time I went through a junction – I don’t why she was complaining, nothing hit us, we’d spent the entire time squabbling over the music as she wanted to listen to Death Beetle and Nuclear Meltdown whilst I wanted a tune. And that wasn’t anything compared to the fact that she kept winding the window down to have a puff of a cigarette, before telling me she was giving them up and throwing it away; only to light another half a minute later.
I beeped at some old dude who was reversing in front of me and edged forward to within a foot of his bumper to show I was ready to take the space. He seemed out to annoy me as he went real slow and seemed to be muttering and swearing under his breath. As soon as I was out I zipped in and he honked, which was kinda rude given I was at least half a foot wide of clipping him. Faith was outta the car almost before I turned off the engine, "Giles was wrong B, driving with you ain’t almost as scary as facing two vamps armed with nuthin’ more than a toothpick, it’s worse. My whole life was flashin’ before my eyes… I even prayed if I survived I was gonna become a nun and dedicate my life to good works."
I honestly don’t know why she was fussed, I hadn’t hit a thing. Okay I was little jumpy on the start, but that was just cos the handbrake was a little sticky… and maybe there was the little confusion between the gas pedal and the brake, but we were miles away from the truck when it happened. I decide to give her a scowl and she gave me one back, which I ignored. Truth to tell, I still didn’t know how I felt about Faith, I kinda got the second chance thing and I was glad she wasn’t in the stocks in some damp London dungeon, but that didn’t mean I trusted her. Giles had told me the whole point of the tests today was to see if Faith had really decide to jump on the straight and narrow or whether she was still on the skipping in the dark side.
We reported in the hospital reception and a bored looking nurse, after taking our names, motioned for us to take a seat. After the fun we’d had driving here we sat at opposite ends of the row, me fishing a copy of Cosmo out of my bag and Faith chewing gum and twirling her hair round her finger, looking like she had no concerns in the world. I was settling down for a long wait… I was wrong. I’d just opened the cover when a sexy looking Latino nurse in her thirties approached, her eyes flicking between me and my dark twin. "One of you Faith?"
I turned my head to indicate she was and Faith, didn’t deny it, shrugging and putting her hand half up, "Yeah."
The nurse ignored her, "You must be Buffy, then?"
"Yes, that’s me," I swiftly tucked away the magazine and stood up.
She smiled in greeting, "I’m Carla."
I greeted her back as she turned to Faith and the friendliness dropped away to be replaced by cast iron discipline, "I’m Nurse Espinosa." I could see Faith bridling at being treated like she was dirt, but she controlled it… just. She stood up and didn’t return the greeting. Carla turned back to me, "Could you just wait for my colleague a few moments? she’ll talk you through the process. Faith, follow me now."
Faith gave a shrug, as if she hadn’t anything better to do, but she followed the Latino nurse anyway. I sat down again, wondering whether it was worth pulling out my Cosmo or not. Luckily I didn’t cos I don’t think a minute had passed before a woman in a white coat came up. "You must be Buffy," she stuck out her hand, "I’m Dr Taylor Maddox, call me Taylor." She gestured I should follow her down the corridor and I picked up my bag and fell into step beside her, "The Council told me you’d be coming with Faith. Any trouble getting here?"
"Not really, I mean she’s a real back seat driver, but I coped."
"She didn’t try to escape?" Taylor stopped by a door, her hand on the handle.
I shook my head, "No, she’s here willingly enough."
"That’s a good sign," said Taylor and opened the door to the room.
My eyes boggled. There were a couple of hospital beds, with a half-pulled screen between them. But that was it as far as the stereotypical hospital went. The room was filled with sexy gear and equipment, a bondage leather kit and the widest selection of toys I’d seen outside Santa’s grotto, sitting on the bed, complete with ball gags, leather riding crops and butt-plugs. And in the middle of the floor, instead of a crash cart there was a wooden set of stocks, with a pair of manacles hanging from the roof. Taylor seemed to treat this as normal, gesturing me in and writing something on her clipboard. She shrugged off her jacket and I saw that beneath it she was wearing nothing but some sexy lingerie and a nipless bra. She folded up her coat and turned to me, "I suppose you’re wondering what we do here?"
I tried to keep my reply nonchalant, which was kinda hard when you’ve got an almost naked busty brunette Milf in front of you, "Vaguely…"
"We run a special facility here, to the outside we’re a normal hospital, but we also run Watcher’s Council special projects. The nurses who were watching over Faith when she was in coma, they were all from here. We also dispose of the bodies of demons that don’t dust of their own accord in the incinerators, and upstairs we’ve got a medical research unit that… well we have them examine the bodies before being destroyed."
"I’m guessing that’s not what you’ve planned for Faith," I said, not dressed like that.
"No," Taylor gave a thin smile and reached over to find one of the crops and flex it experimentally. "I don’t know how much Mr Giles has told you about Slayer’s sex drives?"
I remembered the conversation a few weeks ago, just before I started college, where a blushing and stuttering Giles sat me down and tried to explain the Birds and Bees to me; it hadn’t gone well. Luckily I’d read about it in a book and got a lot of hands on experience, "We’re natural lesbian bottoms, Faith going top was a result of her going rogue."
"Or she went rogue because she topped," said Taylor, "the council are still arguing about that one." I put on my most innocent look as she’d banged my butt before coming out as a evil minion of the Mayor and I didn’t want the council to tell Giles it was all my fault; he might stop giving me milk and cookies before I went on patrol. Taylor smiled, "No matter… what we’ll be testing here is whether Faith has returned to her natural state as a bottom or whether she’s still rogue."
"Testing?" I looked around the room, "Oh…that seems kinda like she’s getting a reward."
Taylor nodded, "It may seem that way, but it’s the best way – short of putting her in a room with a knife and you and seeing if she stabs." The Doc smiled, in what I hoped, was a reassurance that that wasn’t plan B. "Anyway, if you pop up on the bed, you can watch."
If Faith was going to get a reward of hard (and by the looks of it kinky) banging at least I’d get to see the action. Taylor smiled, "You might prefer to watch naked." She gave me a wink, "just in case." I was slipping out of my jacket within milliseconds, she grinned and said, "Help yourself to dildos, I always like this one here…it may look small but it packs a wallop."
I picked it up, it was only six or seven inches, but it was thick with round nubs jutting out of it and I could imagine what it would feel like as I twirled it round my slit. I smiled and nodded, "Doctor knows best."
"I’ll just be five minutes," she said and walked through a door to the side. I finished undressing and waited impatiently.
The door opened, and I looked up expecting to see the doc again. It wasn’t, it was a totally nude Faith. She walked, looking less like a bottom and more like she in like she owned the place. "Hey B," she said and hoisted herself on the bed opposite, "Looks like it’s funtime for me, worth going bad for."
"So you’re going to get fucked," I said snootily, "I get to watch Doctor Maddox doing it."
She gave a cocksure grin, "Not just the doc, twiggie, but that nurse as well. It’s double stuffing for me, just so they can check I’m back on the straight and narrow… which isn’t the way I’d describe those fucking huge strap-ons next to you."
"Hmmppff," I snorted. She beamed even wider, knowing she’d scored a point. "So you’re a bottom?" I said, and I’m not going to deny there was a miaow in my voice.
For a second something too much like a scowl for me to like crossed her face, then she smiled like she was a nun being asked to bless the pope, all saintly innocence. "Moi, of course B, I always was, my days as top was just a little detour, of which I deeply repent." Her final smile was more demonic than most bads I’ve slayed.
But before I could reply the side door opened again. In stepped Taylor first, she’d lost her white coat again and was all sensible shoes, lacy panties and suspenders and sexy bra. Following her came Carla, who’d also slipped out of her uniform and was wearing even less than her colleague, just a thong and a slip of material which was so small it could hardly be classed as a bra, over which her round and brown titties dangled and bounced. Taylor smiled at me and then turned with a friendly face towards Faith, "Off the bed."
Faith sighed and flexing her arms pushed herself up and off. She gave a cheeky smile, "I’m yours to command doc."
Taylor looked her up and down, as if the teen was a maggot she’d found in her food. Faith didn’t seem phased, just standing casually, a hand on hip as if the older brunette wasn’t all that stood between her and eternity in some cell hidden beneath the Council’s HQ. After a few moments Taylor snorted, "Lick my pussy and then Nurse Espinosa’s as well."
I tensed as it seemed for a moment that Faith wasn’t going to comply, her features darkening and her fists quickly clenching. But then she relaxed and shrugged, "Whatever you say… I’m always partial to some old cunt."
I thought this time it was gonna be Taylor who through the fit, her eyes narrowing and her mouth tightening as Faith just grinned and dropped down in front of her. "Just do it Faith," she finally said.
Faith crouched down and pulled down Taylor’s panties as the woman leant against the bed, her ass half on, half off and her legs open. Any irritation she had with Faith disappeared as the teen’s tongue began to do its work, sliding and slurping over her shaven slick slot. Taylor gasped in pleasure, rocking back and grabbing hold of the bed’s edge as Faith’s mouth moved over her mound; it didn’t surprise me that Faith was such a good lapper, she was a Slayer – it kinda comes with the genes. And Taylor was cumming, gasping and moaning and shuddering as Faith’s tongue wrapped round her pussy hole and her lips pressed at Taylor’s like they were in a cunt-mouth kissing comp. I picked up the dildo and rubbed it over my own labia, pressing the little buds at my flesh and massaging the outside of my cunt. "Oooooooohh," Taylor shook, her eyes closing and her long hair waving like it was being blown in a wind. "Ooooohhhh." I rubbed the toy harder at my slit, touching the tip into the hole.
"Now me," ordered Carla.
"Yes Nurse Espinosa," Faith said dutifully. As she slid over between Taylor and Carla sitting next to her on the bed Faith turned and gave me a wicked wink.
"Oooohhh, yesssss," moaned Carla as Faith turned back to face her and immediately dived in, her tongue shooting out to lick at the Latino nurse’s twat. The teen moved fast and hard, lapping away like if she didn’t the sun would go supernova. Carla groaned louder, grunting in excitement. Her hands reached down to grip Faith’s shoulders as her butt rested on the bed, "Oooohhhh, yesssss, eat my cunt you little sub." Faith carried on slurping hotly. I rubbed the inside of my own hole with the dildo, letting out a little moan of pleasure as it’s thick girth spread my walls and the little bumps scraped pleasurably at the moist flesh. With my other hand I fondled my titties tweaking my nipples and making them hard. I was turned on more as Taylor got off the bed and finished removing her panties from her ankles before replacing it with a strap-on.
"Oooohhh, yeessss," Carla gasped, "ooohhhh yessss, lick me harder, Faith, eat me like you’re my bitch." She hoisted herself up onto the bed and lay down on it, her legs spread.
Faith started to move upwards, noticing as she did so that Taylor had a dildo wiggling in her face. The doctor looked at her sternly, "Anyone told you to stop eating Nurse Espinosa?"
"No, but…" Faith pointed to the strap-on and grinned.
Taylor ignored her and pointed at her friend’s wet fuckhole, which the Latino was skimming with her tongue while nodding, "Carry on Faith."
"Sure, doc, we both know you ain’t got that on for show, so I’ll be getting some anyway," Faith replied and hopped on the bed as Taylor looked at her like a teacher looks at a pupil who’s said the cat’s just done it business on their homework. The brunette tossed me a cheeky grin and resumed her munching of Nurse Carla with a "Yum."
Carla gasped and bucked and shook, the bed wobbling under her as Faith showed her how good the brunette was with her tongue. The nurse’s hands reached for her titties, gripping and grabbing them as she arched, moaning with pleasure. Faith’s finger was joining her tongue, using the digits to spread the hole so that she could get in deeper and then as she drove deep, letting the same fingers follow her lithe tongue in. Carla squealed in ecstasy, "Uuuurhhh, aaaarrghh."
I moaned myself as I jacked the toy at my cunt. I’d have preferred being involved myself, but if watching wasn’t as fun, seeing the firm bodied Faith eating the hot Latino was the next best thing. ‘Specially as Taylor was joining them on the bed, "Carry on eating Faith, I want you to stay face down with Nurse Espinosa." Faith almost lifted her head to say something, but at the last moment the attractions of Carla’s cunt proved too much and she dropped back down harder, slurping and licking and eating at the hole, her digit plunging away.
Taylor was behind Faith, the doctor’s finger pushing at the teen’s pussy. Faith shuddered slightly, but followed her instructions and carried on eating Carla. A second finger joined the first and Taylor pumped them in. Across the room I could see the juice glistening on Faith’s lips and I pounded my own toy harder as Taylor took her dangling strap-on dildo in one hand and guided it towards Faith’s fuckhole.
I moaned and thrust harder at myself as I watched the toy penetrate her Slayer slit. Taylor kneeled behind her, gripping her waist and pushed slowly, delivering the dildo down into the fuckhole. Faith quivered and stretched, her hips moving backwards to meet Taylor. At the same time she continued to concentrate on Carla, her tongue sliding quickly and expertly into the nurse’s slit, pressing and pounding at the pussy. "Yes, Faith, keep eating her out as I fuck you like you’re a bitch," Taylor said. Her hips swayed as she worked the toy in and out, Faith’s body rocking in opposition to her, sliding back and forth down the toy. Taylor smiled and went faster, "That’s it you dirty whore, eat her cunt, let me fuck you. Take it like a slut."
Carla gasped and groaned, her body arching in pleasure and began to speak "Lick me you cuntlapper, eat my twat, you’re a whore, pleasure me with your tongue, pleasure me." Faith licked hard and fast as Taylor pounded at her pussy. I hit my own spot with the dildo, rubbing at my clit with my thumb as I pushed the toy in. On her hands and knees Faith’s titties jiggled and bounced as she rocked back and forth. Carla shook and pushed her hips up, "Eat my cunt, lick it with your skank tongue, you’re my whore, lap my twat."
Taylor pulled the toy out of Faith’s, cum dripping from the rubber. "Turn around, Faith, face me."
The teen lifted her head from Carla and swivelled on her knees to face Taylor. There was a smirk on her face as she faced the sopping toy. Taylor pushed it nearer her face, "You want to suck this?" There was silence as if she was expecting Faith to respond, but the brunette said nothing. Taylor scowled, "Okay Faith I want you to beg for this, beg to suck my cock."
Faith shrugged and smiled, "Let me suck your cock," she said it without any conviction, "I want to suck it like a good little submissive Slayer." She smirked.
Taylor scowled, "Say you want it properly."
Faith clasped her hands to her naked bosom and in a voice thick with insincerity said, "Let me gobble your plastic prick, doc, let me suck it down my throat like a whore. Please, please, please, please, please, let me eat your rubber dickie, feed it me like I’m a starvin’ kid with no shoes and no clothes. Please, let me gobble and munch" Say what you like about Faith, but she knows how to do fake emotion; it was like watching Madonna do Evita.
Taylor scowled some more, but she didn’t make any move to stop Faith as after her Oscar loosing performance the teen Slayer lent forward and bobbed her head on the fake phallus. I watched enthralled, as she licked at the toy still soaked with her cunt juices. It made me hungry for my own cum and I slid the dildo out of my sopping fuckhole and up to my mouth, hungrily licking at the wet juice that covered it. Carla smiled at me and gave me a friendly wink as she stripped herself naked, apart from her pumps, and equipped herself with a massive strap-on. She moved behind Faith, "I want some whore pussy," she said in a voice that suggested that this wasn’t up for any discussion, "I want to fuck some bitch cunt. You want to stop me Faith, you want to stop me banging your skanky fuckhole?" Faith continued sucking at Taylor’s cock, whilst moving her hand to her slit and using it to spread the wet lips apart. I took that as agreement and Carla did the same, thrusting the toy into her in one swift motion.
I watched, still licking my toy, as Taylor and Carla began to sandwich Faith between them, Carla pounding her pussy as Taylor thrust the toy at the teen’s throat. I could see Faith’s eyes opening in surprise and shock as the toy went deeper into her mouth and pressed at the back of her throat. "Stop me if you want, whore. Spit it out if you can’t take it," Taylor grinned evilly and thrust harder. Faith’s eyes watered, but her expression was determined and whilst I was sure she was tempted to push the dildo out, and then batter Taylor to death with it, she resisted and instead let it go deeper.
"Yeah, you slut, suck my big fucking dildo," Taylor continued, "Only fucking submissive bitch bottoms deep throat like this. You a fucking slutty bottom, who likes to be fucked?"
It wasn’t fair that Faith was having all the fun, I thought and returned my pussy to my cunt, rubbing away at the flesh and gasping in pleasure as the nubs stimulated my hidden places. On the bed some bile came out of Faith’s mouth, the white liquid looking so much like cum it was like Taylor had dumped a load in the teen’s mouth. Faith continued down, her eyes wet and her dark make-up running. Behind her Carla wasn’t giving her any let up, continuing to thrust hard and deep doggy style into Faith’s twat, driving her forward and onto her partner’s dong. "You enjoying sucking cock, Faith, you enjoying sucking Doctor Taylor’s dildo. You are aren’t you? You’re enjoying it like a fucking cheap hooker."
Unsurprisingly Faith’s only response was a groan of pleasure, muffled by the toy in her mouth. Carla grinned and thrust harder, spearing Faith with the toy, "You’re a slut, aren’t you? Allowing two of us to fuck you, one at each end, only a bitch would do that. Are you a bitch? Are you…?" She slammed in and Faith shuddered. Carla grinned, "Fuck it, you are a bitch."
The doc and nurse pounded the Slayer in unison, both of them thudding forward into her and feeding their toys into her open holes. The two dildos were slick and shiny, one soaked in saliva, the other coated in girl cum. Faith rocked between them, getting squashed as they pounded in and stretching out as they withdrew, her tits bouncing and jiggling under her body and her hair falling down around her face, down over her cheeks. I moaned in excitement, pressing the toy at my own cunt and rubbing it up and down.
"Let’s see how big a slut you are Faith," said Taylor, pulling her dick out of the teen’s mouth . Carla pulled her strap-on out of the teen’s cunt and got off the bed. Taylor licked her lips in anticipation before she said "Stand up."
Faith did as she was told and Carla took her by waist, roughly guiding her to where the manacles were hanging from the ceiling. "Hands up," the nurse instructed and when Faith was slow in reacting she cracked her palm across her butt, "I said hands up."
Faith scowled, "I heard," she said testily. But she lifted her hands all the same and allowed Carla to snap the manacles in place and then pull at the chain so that Faith’s arms were stretched high above her head.
Taylor moved round her, circling her like a shark eyeing its prey. Her face betrayed her excitement, as she end up behind the teen, looking down at Faith’s very pretty butt, "You know what’s going to happen next?"
Faith gave me a cocky grin before twisting her head as far round as she could, "You’re gonna give me a glass of hot milk and tell me a bedtime story?"
A look of irritation crossed Taylor’s face and I wanted to tell Faith she needed to park it; she wasn’t exactly flavour of the month and pissing off the examiners was a great way to end up back behind bars in some dingy underground cell. Carla must have read my mind cos she looked at me and shook her head in warning, a small friendly smile reminding me that they and me were, more or less, on the same side. Taylor came closer her hands going down to Faith’s cheeks and taking hold of them slowly bringing them apart. Her irritation faded and the look of lust returned, "No Faith. We’re going to see whether you can take a dildo in your ass and pussy at the same time, like a fucking slut, whorebag, bitch."
"Bring it on," grinned the dark Slayer, "You got it, I can take it."
"We’ll see," replied Taylor with a grin part evil, part sensual. She wrapped her hands round Faith and slid them down to the teen’s cunt, prying it open for Carla. "You want to stick your dong in here, Nurse Espinosa."
"Of course, Doctor Maddox," the sexy Latino tittered as she took her dildo in her hand and guided it into the waiting hole. A few thrusts and she was in, banging the dildo in deep and staying there, her hands gripping Faith’s waist as she looked over the brunette’s shoulder at Taylor, "Your turn."
Taylor returned had returned her hands to Faith’s butt-cheeks, sliding them apart to show her hole. She took the strap-on and pushed its tip at Faith. The brunette grimaced as it entered her, before quickly changing the frown to an arrogant smile, "I want it all, doc, I’m a big girl now, not some blushing virgin." Taylor scowled, but keeping one hand on the dildo and another on Faith’s buttocks she pressed forward, pressing the toy into the tight hole. Faith shuddered and grunted, she swung slightly, but not far as Carla held her in place from the front and there wasn’t much more space at the behind. I could see her hands flexing in the manacles and I hoped whoever designed them realised how strong Slayers were. A dangerous look flashed on her face for a second, but then she grinned, "I think I said give it me all, not just an inch or two. You want me to be a good little Slayer… you gotta fuck me proper."
Taylor carried on, pushing the toy deeper and deeper into Faith, pulling back and pressing forward, shoving the spit covered toy further into the tight tunnel. All the time Carla kept Faith in place and the Slayer responded with a cocky grin, dark looks and a teasing arrogance, "You want me to try doc? You ain’t really got the idea. You’re supposed to fuck me with that toy, not just tickle me."
Taylor moved faster and harder, thrusting the toy more vigorously, pushing apart the walls. I was turned on watching it, so I had no idea how Faith was coping with it being thrust up her and then suddenly she wasn’t, "You not doing it…. oooohhh, that’s doing it." The toy was almost in all the way and Taylor wiped her forehead free of perspiration as she rammed down again, getting another fraction of an inch and a moan of pleasure, "Ooohhh, that’s better, doc, that’s better. You’re ….ohhhh … getting’ the hang..." Taylor rammed down deeper again, pounding her dick into Faith and Carla began as well, moving back and forth in partnership with her colleague, sandwiching Faith between them. The brunette shivered, "Oooohhh, urrrhhh, that’s startin’ to feel better."
The two women moved faster and harder, thrusting and ramming, hammering their dicks into Faith’s fuckholes. The teen brunette shuddered between them, her hands held up high in the manacles, her bust bouncing as she quivered in pleasure, "ooohhh, ohhhh, you’re starting to work me, go harder doc, you as well nursie."
I jacked the dildo in and out of my own cunt, watching in excitement as the two medicos gave Faith their medicine. She jerked and gasped, her body shaking and twisting as the women gave it her from both sides. She was no longer making at pretence with her pleasure, guttural groans and grunts coming from her mouth as she pounded to orgasm, "Oooohh, urrrhhh, oooohhhh." Her back bent and she thrashed around as the pleasure turned to delight, "Aaaarrrghhh, aarrrgghhh." I slammed my own slot, making similar noises of my own. The two women carried on, thrusting their toys into her, their hands gripping at her and their naked bodies slamming into her, three pairs of gorgeous titties bouncing as they impacted. "Ooooohh, oooohhh, aaarrrrghhh, aarrrrggghhh, yesssss, yesssss!" Faith shrieked and cried, her body jerking and dangling from the manacles as her feet tapped on and off the floor, "Fuuuuckkkk, aaaaarrghhhh!"
Taylor slipped out and stood back, wiping sweat from her forehead. Carla gave the brunette Slayer a few more thrusts before she too disengaged. I could see Faith breathing heavily, her eyes flicking around and the smile on her face suggesting that she wanted more, but wasn’t going to be so crass as to say anything. Taylor walked in front of her, "Did you enjoy that? Did you enjoy being shared like a bitch?"
"Hey, I ain’t gonna deny it was the better side of okay," said Faith, which I translated as she’d like it.
Taylor nodded curtly and then turned to Carla, "Take her down."
The nurse unbuckled the manacles and Faith lowered her arms, rubbing her wrists with exaggeratedly. "You girls could have just asked, didn’t need to chain me up… though if you liked it…" Faith grinned cockily.
Taylor ignored the smile, her face expressionless as she gestured to the stocks, "We’re not finished. Get in that."
"Kinky…" Faith gave a lopsided smile and flicked her hair over her shoulder. She turned and gave me a wink, "Enjoying yourself B?" she asked with a grin and stretched, scratching a small itch on her lower back.
"Get in there," Taylor snapped.
"Gee, doc, keep your wig on, I’m going," Faith ambled casually over to the stocks, showing neither a hurry to get their or any anxiety about it; it was just Faith being Faith and showing she had some control. I wasn’t sure that was the best policy, but kept my mouth shut, me bossing Faith was a sure way to make her pissed and ignore any instructions, from me or anyone else.
She gave a fake yawn as if bored and settled on her knees, her wrists and head through the stocks. Carla shut it and then she and Taylor bolted it shut, leaving Faith stuck inside – and looking so unconcerned it was like she was waiting a supermarket checkout line. Taylor nodded to Carla and the nurse took position above and behind the teen and gripped her ass. Faith gave a laugh as the dildo was pushed into her ass, "Let’s see if you butt-fuck me properly, I don’t want another namby-pamby ass fucking."
"I’ll fuck you properly, I’ll fuck you like a bitch should be fucked – in her whore ass," Carla replied and shoved the toy deeper. Faith groaned and lifted her butt deeper as Carla retreated and thrust again, sending the dildo deeper into the chute. I resumed my own dildoing as I watched Carla slam in and retreat, pause and thrust again, each time sending the toy a little deeper and making Faith’s grunts a little louder. It didn’t take long for the nurse to be impaling Faith deep with her dildo, the hole already fucked open by Taylor. "That’s it whore, let me fuck your ass," Carla said, she moved faster and harder, pounding vigorously.
Taylor moved round the side to join her and I saw her clamber over Faith’s back so she was opposite Carla. She took the dildo and I watched open mouth in amazement as she proceeded to join her colleague in feeding her dildo into Faith’s ass, waiting until Carla was half-way out to push the tip of her own toy into the hole. As Carla rammed down her thrust caught Taylor’s toy and dragged it into the hole, the dildo bending but still powering in. Faith groaned and her hands opened and closed as she wriggled against her constraints, "Ooooohh, fuuuckk, oooohh myyy fuuuuckkk…"
"That’s it bitch. We’re sharing your bitch ass. If you want it to stop tell us, otherwise you’re a bitch whore," Taylor said, bending her knees and following Carla’s thrust into the teenage asshole.
"I’m a whore," groaned Faith, "I’m a bitch whore who loves it in my ass. Fuucckk meee! Uuurrhhh, arrrrggghhh."
The two Milf medicos banged down together, spreading Faith’s asshole like butter. I pounded at my pussy, grunting and gasping as I enjoyed the live sex in front of me. Up and down Carla and Taylor went, their boobs and bellies massaging together as they moved, each downward thrust driving their twin dildos into Faith’s asshole, spreading and opening the tunnel walls like they were made of a weak elastic. Faith squealed and groaned and shook, every nerve in her asshole being stimulated and pleasured by the two toys. Her face contorted in ecstasy as she was totally filled, her ass opening wider and wider as the toy were stuffed deeper and deeper, "Fuuuuckkk, aaarrrgghh, fuuuuucckkk!"
"Take it you whore slut bitch. Take both our fucking cocks together like a fucking skank…" Carla shouted, "That’s our fucking whore."
"Fuck us good, bitch, fuck us like your trampy, skanky asswhore, who only lives so that we can fuck her cheap ass open," Taylor added.
"Ooohhh, urrrrhhhh," I groaned and came, my eyes fluttering and my heart racing as the orgasm struck me.
"Aaaaarrrghhh, fuuuccckkk, yessssss, aaaaaarggghhh," Faith was shrieking like she was a banshee on heat.
The dildos pounded in and out, deep and hard, slamming her open, driving her into orgasmic overdrive. Faith was shuddering so hard and the medics were slamming so vigorously that even the heavy stocks was shaking, the metal bolts clanging and scraping in their case and the wooden blocks banging and clacking together. Faith shrieked louder, "Aaaaaargghhh, fuuucckkk, aaarrrghhh, I’m cumming, aaaaarrgghhhh, aaaarrghhhh!"
Her screams were loud and explosively passionate, reverberating round the room and making me thrust harder at my cunt, blowing me over and sending me to orgasmic heaven. I thrust the dildo at my pussy and gasped as a jet of cum shot out, coating my thighs and legs. I dropped back on the bed moaning softly and closed my eyes, as I drifted into that post-pleasured haze. I could still here the thump of the stocks and the slap of naked body against naked body, together with the grunts and groans of Taylor and Carla, interspersed with their running commentary on what a slut and bitch Faith was. And above them all I could here Faith herself, screaming and shrieking and squealing with lust, her yells and cries loud and high-pitched, lustful and full of ecstatic bliss.
"You can get dressed now Buffy," Carla’s voice sounded in my ear and I opened my eyes. The Latino was standing beside me as Taylor undid Faith from the stocks and led her to another room, "Faith’s tests have finished." She smiled and pointed to the door on the corridor, "Once you’re dressed you might want to wait in reception.
"And Faith," I asked.
"We shouldn’t be long," she smiled.
I nodded and got dressed, running my hands through my hair and straightening it back to its pre-masturbation look. The reception was quiet, a nurse on duty scribbling at a pad, a couple of doctors standing and talking whilst drinking coffees, and a couple of well-heeled patients, who were quickly whisked off to check their wallets were as heavy as they looked before treatment. After about ten minutes Faith arrived. She gave a grin and took a seat, "That was something, wasn’t it B?"
I shrugged, "It had its moments."
"Jealous much?" she grinned, and I wondered whether she was worried. We didn’t have time to think as Carla returned, back in her nurse’s uniform and looking like she hadn’t just being double-stuffing a slutty Slayer. She smiled, surprisingly at Faith as well, and said, "Come with me."
We followed her to Taylor’s office, where the doctor was sitting behind her desk, looking the image of professionalism. She gestured us to a couple of seats in front of her desk and passed me an envelope, "For Mr Giles. I’ve sent another copy to Mr Travers." She paused, "I won’t keep you in suspense. I’m saying that Faith seems to have recovered." Her lips pursed, "She’s cocky, arrogant, rude, with an outward heightened sense of her own worth, which if I had pursued psychiatry would have suggested to me a deep-seated insecurity." Faith squirmed a little for a second and then straightened and shrugged casual and uncaringly. Taylor fixed her with a grim look, "But she’s a bottom, not a rogue. I’m recommending to the Council that’s she released back to Slaying duties, but that a close eye is kept on her. Do you want to say anything Faith?"
"Five by five, doc, five by five."
*
The journey back was better than the one out. Sure, Faith still screamed at me every time I came within a couple of feet of a car’s trunk and California drivers are way too free and easy with their horns, but my own worry about Faith was that now she was gonna be hanging round Sunnydale.
I parked outside Giles’s place and the two of us knocked at his door and then entered as soon as he opened. "Faith, Buffy," he gave a happy smile as I passed him the envelope, "Everything must have gone fine."
"Better than fine, G-baby, I got double-…" I elbowed her as Giles’s went as red as an English telephone box; he’s not really into discussing the detail.
"It went well, they’re going to make Faith a Slayer again," I grinned.
"I know, I’ve been talking to Quentin Travers about. Today was just a formality. We’ve got you a new Watcher…"
"I thought it would be you," said Faith, for the first time today there was a touch of anxiety in her voice.
Giles read it and shook his head, "No, no, I’m needed for Buffy. Anyway I have my skills, but I don’t think I’m right for you, too strait-laced and conservative."
"No.,." I said in fake shock, "Really… you…? Gee Giles you’re slandering yourself."
"And you’re laying it on a bit thick," Giles raised an eyebrow and then smiled as I grinned at him, "but thank you anyway Buffy." He turned back to Faith, "No, we’ve learnt our lesson with Mrs Post. You need a Watcher who’s younger than me and more attuned to, er, um, your feminine needs…"
"My constant need to get laid?" Faith grinned.
Giles went red, but otherwise ignored her, "Someone who knows about demons and demonology and weapon-craft, but isn’t constrained by ages old tradition and training; someone free-thinking and zesty. Someone, like you, who’s made mistakes and done wrong, even acted for evil, but is now wanting redemption."
My heart did a loop as I suddenly realised who Giles and the Council had chosen, "No, not her," I said, but no-one was listening, instead Faith and Giles were turning to the kitchen as the door opened and a familiar figure walked in
"Hey Faith," said Darla, "I’m your new Watcher."
*
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