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Heel Puppy	By : NoRefund Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 35145 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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(( I decided to expand on the general premise of this fic as I wanted to try to include a theme (this chapter's theme is 'rewards'), develop characters, as well as hint at secondary plots and later conflicting issues, otherwise it's just the same damn thing over and over and what is the point of that? The second half goes into a third person romance, just wanted to mix things up a bit. ))
((whatweareafraidof - We're trying to reconcile so it looks like it'll all turn out good again, but thanks for your concern. As for what I do in RL, well you know how they say you should write about what you know......;) ))
((This one is for zoogirl - you keep reading 'em and I'll keep writing 'em :) thanks girlfriend ))
VETS, TESTS AND ARRESTS
How long had it been? An hour, two maybe? I had no way of knowing as time had lost it's meaning here in the pet cages. Nothing more than a collection of metal grills to keep us all confined. I was to wait here, not that I had any choice in the matter until Master Giles or Mistress Tara came for me. If it meant it would please my owners, I would wait here forever.
The silence echoed around my plastic cone as I was left alone in the darkness with only my thoughts and the stale urine smell wafting up from my blanket to act as my chaperones. I hoped I would pass all the tests that awaited me. But what if I didn't? They could take me out into the country and set me free, no name, no clothes, no mistress, nothing. That wasn't freedom, that was hell. I know what happens to bad puppies, they get sold off to neglective couples, or maybe even put down. God, would that happen to me, to be taken out the back of the barn by my owners with a shotgun and a shovel? What am I thinking, of course not. This wasn't a punishment, this was a test of love as I did love my Mistresses more than anything. And I knew they loved me the same way.
This quiet was playing havoc with my senses.
The fluorescent lights of the room clattered on and was accompanied by the barks, meows and other indescribable noises made from my fellow pets. Relieved, I joined in merrily barking away to hopefully draw attention to me. It worked, so as Mistress Tara knelt by my cage I looked up at her with the most loving, docile eyes I could.
"Awww, aren't you the sweetest little doggie?", she teased through the steel mesh.
"Woof ?", I replied unsure as to what answer would paint me in the right light as I really wanted to get out of here and return to my loving owners.
"Let's get you started then, Puppy", she said as she opened the door of my prison. I was so happy at her gesture that I went to kiss her sneakered feet in gratitude but just cracked the thick plastic of my head cone on the floor.
Mistress Tara just laughed, "Go ahead Puppy, try it again".
I pushed forward so the edges of my cone sat by her toes and halfway up her shin, it was a big cone. I stretched my neck and stuck out my tongue as far as I could but still fell at least an inch short of her shoes. I whimpered a little as I couldn't honor her in the way she should be. As much as I strained my head forward with my tongue stuck out to Gene Simmons levels, I still failed.
She laughed again, "It's ok, Puppy, I admire your effort. Now heel".
Clipping a leash onto my tatty collar she gave a tug so I would follow her but with my wrists still bound to my ankles I had to shuffle along as best I could on my knees as every other pet here made their natural noises seemingly to laugh at me. She walked deliberately slowly which I was very grateful for as my balance was completely thrown by my restraints.
The swing doors closed behind us as we went into the examination room. It was clean and clinical. A low plastic covered table sat in the middle of the room by which stood a smaller table covered in many unnameable tools that Master Giles, dressed in a white lab coat, fiddled with. Once he saw this humble puppy he smiled widely and walked over to me. I wanted to kiss his expensive looking shoes but after the debacle with Mistress Tara I took the risk and didn't proceed with my foot worship.
"Puppy", Master Giles said strongly as he took my chin in his hand so he could look deep into my eyes, "Your Mistresses have signed the consent forms for us to give you a full set of tests, they know exactly what is going to happen here and we will never abuse that privilige, or you. Understand?"
"Woof"
"Good girl", he said with a smile and ruffled my hair.
"First we have to do a full medical, up on the table Puppy", Master Giles ordered as he began to scribble on his clipboard trying to get his ballpoint pen to work.
Mistress Tara took off my restraints and my cone but left my collar on with it's worn leather irritating my skin. I hopped up on the table and adopted my now natural pose, on my hands and knees, head looking straight ahead and flashing my undersmile to all. It was the pose I adopted whenever Mistress Faith wanted to use me as a coffee table to put her bottle of beer on while she watched football. I had to face the wall during the game as I hadn't earned any television rights yet, but seeing as a beer bottle is long and tall I had to keep rigidly straight so I wouldn't spill a drop. I had been trained well.
Mistress Tara took a tape measure and ran it over every single part of my body as Master Giles wrote down all the numbers she read out. She assessed every asset of my naked, vulnerable form and even took the odd swipe of my moist pussy and ass to tease me.
"Check her temperature will you Tara", Master Giles asked his pretty assistant.
Mistress Tara picked up something from the metal tray by the examination table and slid it into my rear entrance. It's sudden intrusion made me pull away a little but was admonished by a swift smack on my butt.
"Keep still Puppy!", she chided with a slight annoyance slipping into her voice. So I kept rigid as this plastic thing made it's way past my clenching walls, I honestly did miss my tail sitting snugly in my hole but this felt strange, it was something new. As Mistress Tara slowly pumped it in and out of my butt I felt my breath quicken and my clit moisten even more despite my best efforts. Even though these people were relative strangers (though I'm sure I would be getting to know them better in the coming days and weeks) I couldn't help but submit to my lust as it coarsed through my system. Due to my strict regimen, humiliating myself turned me on more than anything. As Mistress Willow had said, "There's no greater aphrodisiac than your shame", and how right she was. Mistress Tara stopped abruptly and left the plastic item protruding from my butt, which made me whine a little but she did take a quick photo to savor the moment.
Master Giles looked up at the flash of the camera and tried to hide his laughter behind a cough.
"Er, Tara, I asked you to take her temperature. Not stick a large turkey baster in her bottom", Master Giles said as he tried to quell his giggles.
"I know, I just thought this was funny", Mistress Tara said with a shrug and a wry grin as she took one more photo, "It's for her Facebook photo".
"Fair enough, now Puppy turn over and lie on your back".
I did as the stern Englishman said so as I lay I drew my arms up into the natural begging position which seemed to amuse them.
"Awww, you're so good Puppy", Mistress Tara said as she tickled my tummy. My leg kicked involuntarily.
I lay smiling on the table as Mistress Tara bound my wrists to the table as well as my neck while Master Giles strapped my legs in to high, wide stirrups.
I felt even more exposed than usual as they prodded and probed my fully displayed crotch. Measuring my clit, taking samples of my vaginal outpourings, even sliding a fiber optic cable deep into my pussy (presumably to check me inside as well as out) which made me groan as the intrusion felt wonderful but it was was too small to be able to get a decent purchase on. It was a tease, no more, no less.
My blond custodian sucked on her finger and slid it into my pussy as she took the cable out. My walls clenched instantly around this slim probe as I silently impored her to go further. She tickled inside my fleshy verge as I gasped in desperation wanting so badly to scream her name as I opened my vaginal floodgates.
A shared smirk flickered over both their faces but I noticed Mistress Tara quickly check the consent forms my Mistresses had signed and when she saw the words she was looking for she added a second finger.
"Tell me what you want Puppy, use your human voice", she ordered, but did so with a gentle loving tilt.
"P..p..please Mistress I..I..I want to cum...I want it so b..bad Mistress T..Tara...", I stammered out as her skilled digits worked their magic and had me wallowing in my lust. But no, I was still wearing my collar and I would NOT break the first rule, the most cardinal sin I could imagine was to cum while I still wore my collar. So I clenched my teeth and willed my desire to back away, but it was to no avail as she really knew how to satisfy a woman. We shared a look and I tried to convey with my eyes just how much I didn't want to cum.......I was at breaking point as she swirled her fingers around inside me.
"Good Puppy", she said as she withdrew her fingers and sucked on them like they were covered in her favorite flavor. I mouthed a quick 'thankyou' to her as I knew she had taken pity on me, the rules were all on the clipboard and she wanted to play with me, not destroy me. I swore I would pay her back for her leniency.
Master Giles unstrapped me and told me get back onto all fours. One fluid motion and I was back in my pet pose.
"Now, hold still Puppy, you need to have your shots", Master Giles said as he held a massive syringe in front of me. My mouth ran dry as I hated injections, it was one of my most intense phobias. But I stayed unusually firm in my position. The dread of failing my owners had taken over my personal fears and even though I broke out in a cold sweat and shiverred at the forthcoming pricks I kept still. Noticing my distress Mistress Tara stroked my arms and backs as she whispered encouragement into my ear.
"Shhh-shhh, Puppy. It's ok, we're not going to hurt you sweetie, understand?"
"Woof". It came out weakly that I felt embarassed by my poor vocal effort but she was kind enough to let it slide. I think I could learn to love this woman too.
"It seems such a shame to make ugly holes in her beautiful skin like that, Giles", the beautiful assistant spoke.
"I concur, how about here....on her ass, in the tattoos.....I can stick one needle in on the dot of the 'i' of 'Willow' and one in in the dot of the 'i' of 'Faith'. Happy?", he asked smugly.
"Very happy. Happy Puppy?", Mistress Tara cooed.
"Arf, arf", I offered trying to show my full range of doggie noises. It was probably a bad move as it caused Master Giles to laugh and he accidentally drove the first of my injections in too deep which made me howl. Another doggie sound for my vocabulary. Mistress Faith will be so pleased.
The second one went in and I could feel whatever the serum was sink into my system. I hoped they weren't behavior modifying drugs as I really didn't need them, but I am a mere pet and not worthy of asking them questions.
Quickly swiping the tiny holes with rubbing alcohol on some cotton wool I winced at the sharp but rapidly diminishing stinging.
"Keep still Puppy, this may hurt a little", Master Giles said as he pushed my head down a bit and I felt something sharp stab into my neck. I whimpered but Mistress Tara once more soothed me by this time rubbing my engorged nipples tenderly.
"There there my little doggie, there's nothing to be afraid of. He's just putting a chip under the skin in your neck like any other pet so you can be tracked if you get lost, or end up at the pound or something", she explained quietly as she held back her snigger.
"Good girl", he said as he swiped at the small incision with rubbing alcohol and put a band aid over it,"But you still have a long way to go, ok?"
"Woof"
They wanted to check my flexibility and the level of doggie training I had. In no time they had me sliding my ass across the floor being pulled by my front paws the way that dogs do when they have worms. After a struggle, I even managed to get my leg wrapped up far enough so I could scratch behind my ear with my foot, I had never done that before but I felt a little pleased with my performance as the camera continued to flash capturing every single second of my humiliation.
"Very good Puppy, your Mistress will be pleased at your efforts so far", Master Giles said with an honest grin.
I wiggled my ass to shake my tail but it wasn't there to show my appreciation of his compliment, but he understood my wriggling movements and rewarded me with a little kiss on the nose.
"How's your endurance?", he asked.
"Woof?", I responded not really knowing how to answer.
Mistress Tara snapped a leash onto my the collar and pulled me from the table and over to the the corner where a huge hamster wheel sat affixed to the wall. I was made to stand in it and had the leash clipped onto a ring on it's center pivotal bar.
"Now Puppy.....RUN!", Mistress Tara said with a laugh as she pushed the wheel in motion. I started to move my legs so I wouldn't fall flat on my face, or maybe choke myself with my collar. They watched as I pumped my legs faster and faster and the sweat began to build and run down my naked body. I hoped this wouldn't last too long but as it was an order from my temporary owners I was obliged to obey.
I was starting to struggle at the ten minute mark and I breathed deeply so I could carry on as it was by their word that this would stop, but when I chanced a glance at them they were sitting their happily watching my bouncing breasts and wriggling ass as they sipped their tea. I could feel the acid rise in my body and my limbs start to weaken as the wheel turned and turned with my inane toil.
"She's doing very well isn't she", Master Giles said.
"Yep, they must have her on a good diet, and plenty of exercise. Now that's the sign of good Mistresses, isn't it", she replied.
"It definitely is. Some Mistresses base their relationships around abuse and pain, but those people are pathetic filth not even worth the time of day. They have no concept of love, I truly pity their enfeebled existences.......... alright, that's enough. Stop the wheel Tara", he said coolly as I slowed my pace until we came to a halt.
Mistress Tara unclipped my collar and lead me on all fours over to a water bowl which I gleefully lapped from as my breathing came back under control. I finished the whole bowl and even licked every droplet that sat defiantly on the bottom. I took this brief respite to steady my heartrate as I knew more was to come......but what?
"Do you have the stopwatch Giles?", Mistress Tara asked as she pulled down her vets scrubs to show she had no underwear, and a gorgeous pair of legs.
"Yes, Puppy, as you've done well so far, it's time for your reward. I'm going to time you to see how long it takes you to make Tara cum so get to work on her snotty badger hole. And I'll be encouraging you as well........go!", Master Giles commanded.
Mistress Tara sat back in a chair wearing a smile as I scampered over and lowered my head between her smooth legs. After her earlier kindness I fully intended to repay her so I kissed her inner thighs instinctively and gave her the occassional nip of the skin as I worked my face into her salivating pussy. It was the way I had been taught to service Mistress Willow as she loved to be teased before the real oral worship began.
A sharp, strong spank from Master Giles' firm hands shocked me at both it's power and it's accuracy.
"Puppy, this is about speed not foreplay, so unless you want your bottom to receive more, you better hurry", he warned, giving me another heavy spank, this time on the other butt cheek to show me that he was deadly serious.
He was right. I slipped my tongue deep into Mistress Tara's southern topiary and swirled it around her clutching inner walls as she moaned. I utilised the freedom I was allowed so I slipped my fingers into her salivating, quivering pussy using every trick I had learnt from all my countless hours worshipping my Mistresses blessed fur lined goblets but Mistress Tara was resilient to my charms. Can you get a repetitive strain injury in your tongue?
My ass felt like it was on fire by the time Mistress Tara came as Master Giles had been rather generous with his motivational hands. Her sweet liquid swept into my mouth and I supped upon it like it was the finest vintage ever known. It soothed my dry, cracked lips and I silently thanked her for her precious salve as I didn't stop until every drop was sliding down my throat and every hair on her untrimmed bush was washed clean.
She pulled her scrubs back up and my heart swelled as she winked at me for the fine service I had just given her, but when I turned to Master Giles he just stared.
"Not bad Puppy, not bad. But I noticed you were a bit.....slow. Maybe you're a little full", Master Giles said calmly, "This way".
I was confused as I thought I had done well, but then again, he was my judge so I listened intently to what he said. As instructed I lowered my sideways turned head to the floor and winced as the cool tiles of the floor met the blush of my cheek. I pulled in my arms and shuffled my knees up towards my chin as far as they would go which forced my butt straight up into the air. Mistress Tara took full advantage of my prone butt and used it as a seat while she prepared my treatment.
"Now Puppy, this is your first enema of the day", she said as she slid a thick plastic tube up (or was it down?) my butthole, "We'll start with two quarts to flush out all the nastiness, ok Puppy?"
"Woof", I squeaked as the cold fluid slid into my colon. I could feel my insides start to bulge until my stomach started to bloat and croak making me look like a child with a pudgy belly. Puppy fat and all that. No pun intended.
"Stop it, Puppy", Mistress Tara said as she swatted my ass cheeks with a stinging blow to make my stop squirming, "It's for your own good, and you'll learn to like it, you wouldn't want to let your Mistresses down, would you Puppy?"
"Woof, woof!", I answered as the last thing I would ever want to do is fail my owners.
Mistress Tara corked my begging behind with a hard rubber butt plug and just sat by Master Giles and clicked the stopwatch. Every second was agony, my innards expanded as I felt the chilled liquid gurgling it's way through me.
A tear sprang from my eye but just I thought I couldn't hold it anymore Mistress Tara stood up and had me squat over a metal bucket. Once she pulled out the plug the liquefied contents of my digestive system poured out...and out....and out. I felt weak at the constant waterfall of brown, smelly goop filling up the bucket, I hoped I didn't make it overflow as I knew I would be made to clean it up with my tongue and I wanted to savor the taste of Mistress Tara's cum that I still held in my mouth.
At last. It stopped. A good two minutes I squirted into that bucket but now it was all over I felt somewhat....refreshed. Cleansed even. I smiled as Mistress Tara wiped any splashings of shit from my thighs and holes, I guess she didn't want me to get any infections down under either.
She lead me back to the table and had me hop up on it. I felt....strange. Invigorated almost.
"Good girl Puppy, as a special reward you may kiss Tara while I inspect your bum", Master Giles said matter-of-factly.
I raised an eyebrow but when I saw him drop his trousers to the floor I understood. I raised my sore butt a little higher so he had easier access to my very clean catflap. Ironic seeing as I am a doggie.
"Now you'll see why they call me 'Buggerfingers'", he said as his strong hands pulled my cheeks apart and slid two fingers into me. I shuddered as he pumped in and out before adding a third, even a fourth finger, which seperated my inner walls as he flicked my clit ring bell with his thumb on each thrust. My jagged breath caught in my throat as my sphincter muscles loosened and my asshole grew wider.
"Ready?", he quizzed with sternly clipped words as he pulled his thick fingers out.
I felt his uncircumcised manhood sit between my cheeks as if waiting for an invitation. I was now so controlled over my nether regions that as my rear hole sat open I contracted my sphincter walls slightly which made my gaping hole seem to wink at him and he plunged his thick member into my welcoming tunnel.
His girth caught me by surprise and I gasped, but Mistress Tara's lips on mine soothed my apprehension at the invasive thrusts. She threw her mouth onto mine and we sucked on each other's tongues and lips with a lustful abandon. This was my prize for being such a well behaved and curteous puppy, and I was going to enjoy it as, by accepting this exchange of fluids I was honoring my Mistresses with my unquestioning obedience.
My visually impaired Master pushed slowly into me until his balls started slapping my thighs with a comforting rhythm as I flexed my anal walls and grasped his solid penis to get as much friction as I could so we could both enjoy it.
Losing myself in the moment my fingers slid into my pussy, but not for the purpose of self gratification, no. I had been well versed in all manner of sexual degradation by my Mistresses so I took this opportunity to try a move I had not yet performed. Forcing my hand into my plasma seeping hole I felt through my throbbing walls to feel his penis thrusting away just the other side of this thin partition of flesh. Upon feeling my hand grasp his cock from inside my own cunt he stopped moving and let me masturbate him.
As long as I pumped Master Giles I was to keep kissing the soft, velvet lips of Mistress Tara. Her tongue snaked around mine as she savored her own flavor which was still sat in my mouth but my lips stopped their sensous movements as I felt the warm rush of Master Giles depositing his semen deep in my bowels.
His pace slowed and he withdrew, flopping down on the chair with satisfaction.
"Well done..P.. Puppy, very well done. Now Tara, w..w..would you tag her and take her back please", he said a little out of breath, but his huge grin was my reward which I gratefully received.
Mistress Tara came over with one of those guns your pierce ears with and put it over the top of my right ear. I yelped a little as the metal fired into my cartilage but when she held up a mirror I saw I had a large yellow plastic triangle attached to my ear now. It was emblazoned simply with the number '31', Mistress Tara took a close up photo of it before clipping my leash back on and lead me back to my cage.
"Ahhh, you were so good I won't put the cone back on so you can lie down and have a nice sleep, but I am going to put the restraints back on. Don't want you playing with yourself now do we, Puppy?", came her kind voice.
"Woof, woof", I respectfully answered as she bound my ankles to my wrists. She honored me with a kiss goodnight on the forehead before turning off the light, once more plunging me into darkness with nothing but my thoughts.
I just hoped my Mistresses would be proud of me.
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MEANWHILE, BACK AT HOME........
"So what should we do now that Puppy's away?", Willow said to her dark haired lover casually but was unable to mask the hint of sadness that had crept into her voice.
"You miss her already don't you?"
Willow just nodded as she snuggled deep within Faith's strong arms as they lay on the soft couch watching some half assed sitcom.
"She's such a good little puppy, I just like to keep her nearby in case I need her...."
"You gotta think about the bigger picture, babe, we both really want in with this club so it's gotta be done. Anyway, a little time out won't do her any harm", Faith reassured her but was secretly missing their loyal pet too.
Willow just nodded knowing that she was right.
"Well I got an idea to cheer you up," Faith started, "You know I won that game of Buckaroo?"
"Yeeees", the curvaceous red head whispered extending the vowel sound to show her intrigue.
"Well, I never got my reward", the Bostonian breathed into her ear.
Willow tilted her head up until she was caught in the gaze emanating from those beautiful brown orbs.
"So..... what did you want as a prize, honey?"
"Tell ya what, you go to the store and get us some beer...."
Willow frowned at that as the hops didn't react well with her highly strung nature.
"....or wine, whatever ya like and I'll go get ready. When you get back come up to the bedroom. I'll meet ya there", Faith said and kissed her lover on the cheek before heading up the stairs with a formidable bounce in her step.
"Honey, is this going to be like the first time we played?"
"What do you mean?"
"When you gagged me and cuffed me to the bed for four and half hours just so you could watch the Superbowl in peace", the loquacious redhead recalled in annoyance.
"Just go to the store", Faith fired back with mock exasperation before running up the final few steps and headed into their bedroom.
Willow didn't ask what the plan was, she just grabbed her keys and went to buy their drink. Though it was late she knew Faith had given so much business to the guys at Sparky's Liquor that they would stay open a few minutes longer just to serve her.
Carefully perusing the choice of fine vintages she ignored the whining insistence of Sparky that she leave. Sighing she grabbed a bottle of Merlot and a six pack of beer as she couldn't deny her wild lover her carbonated nightcap.
The ride home seemed to take forever as her mind fuzzed with expectation at Faith's surprise but once she swung the car into the driveway she couldn't help but burst into a little skip for joy as everything in her life was perfect. The most amazing lover, the most loyal puppy, and a website that brought in an obscene amount of money. 'Yep, life is of the good' she thought to herself.
Upon entering the house she sighed a little as Puppy wasn't there to greet her with a kiss of the shoes or a wag of her tail. Putting the drinks in the kitchen she let her momentary sadness wash away as she knew she could count on her dark haired lover to right whatever it was that bothered her.
She rushed up the stairs her heart pounding at the newest venture on their journey to find it in total darkness.
"Faith? Are you there" she asked into the pitch black bedroom. Usually Faith's surprise games involved candles and romantic music, she could be such a softy when it suited her but this was something different. Something new.
Reaching out for the light switch she flicked it on and stepped into the empty room as confusion slipped into her mind. She jumped as she heard the door slam behind her.
"Freeze!"
Spinning around she saw a sight that stole her minty fresh breath away and caused an almighty jolt to strike her down below.
Faith stood there in a policeman's uniform brandishing a nightstick. Bedecked in a pair of thigh hugging black pants, a short sleeved tight black shirt that stretched across her heavenly bosom and a black tie held firm by a silver tie clip. With darkened, gloss covered lips catching the light, Willow's eyes misted over as she was hypnotised by her lover's seductive menace. Faith's hair was forced back into neat looking bun and sitting atop her head was what looked alarmingly like a real police cap, she looked like the very epitome of authority. Respect was to be given just by her assertive appearance.

"Wow, Faith, you look so...so..", Willow panted out as her lust began to rise uncontrollably but was cut off when Faith strode up to her with a coercive smirk.
"I said freeze, scumbag, now hands up!", she ordered as she completely immersed herself into this latest character.
Willow couldn't resist smiling as she obeyed raising her hands above her head in surrender.
"Sorry Faith I.."
"Quiet you! You may call me Officer Lehane. For now you can just call me Ma'am, understand?", the Boston native said as her own need ricocheted through her body manifesting itself as a deep, throaty command.
"Yes", the flame haired beauty squeaked out letting her lover taking control.
"Yes what?"
"Yes....Ma'am"
"That's better", Faith replied as she began to circle her captive. Slowly completing each step with a loud, intimidating thud of her boot, each beat letting Willow know that she was at the mercy of this corrupt disciplinarian.
Noticing the handcuffs hanging from Faith's belt she asked her lover, "Fai...er, Ma'am....what are...?"
"Shhhh, there's no talking while you're in custody, narc", Faith ordered with a quick spank to the ass.
Willow shut her mouth to try not to let loose the gasp of excitement she felt.
Faith ran her hands up and down a nightstick which, Willow had noticed, had the last eight inches fitted with a smooth dildo. The red head gulped a little knowing, hoping actually, that the nightstick was going to be used on her in ways she had never experienced.
"Now I have it on good authority that you, Miss Rosenberg, have been out buying drugs. I believe you are familiar with my viewpoint of that, am I right?"
The redhead had sampled a number of bongs when she hung out with friends at University a few times in the past and Faith really hated stoned Willow. This was a time to teach her not to dabble in narcotics as Faith couldn't bear to think what life would be like if her lover went to prison for drugs offences as the seperation would slowly kill both of them. Not to mention Puppy.
"What? No... wait, I haven't touched anything, I promise!"
"I promise what?", Faith said moving her face within inches of Willow's own, a tough glare lay on her perfect features looking as if it was painted using a tyrannical palette.
"I promise Ma'am", Willow corrected as she slid into the game.
"I'm afraid I don't believe you, Miss Rosenberg..... I'm afraid I'll have to search you".
Faith put the nightstick down on the bed as she guided Willow over to the wall and made her put her outstretched hands on it.
"Hands on the wall, that's it..... get your legs apart", the dominant Officer hummed into her prisoners ear.
That one sentence was enough to send a shudder through Willow's body as she did as instructed. Faith began to slowly stroke her lovers arms covered in a blue cotton shirt gently caressing from the toned bicep along to the dainty wrist. Sliding her hands back along the arms and across the shoulders Faith could feel her lover quiver with apprehension as she knew every smooth touch was the most delicious of thrills. Pausing the keep her own passion in check Officer Lehane then gently ran her fingers down her sides which she knew was one of her girlfriend's most sensitive areas. Willow's arms began to slip as she started to succumb to her sensuous craving but Faith pushed her hands back to the wall.
"Stay", the faux police woman hissed and her pseudo convict complied.
Faith crouched down as she let her soft fingers slide down Willow's legs and across the tight butt of her dark jeans as only a faint murmur from the redhead broke the lust fuelled silence. Squeezing each buttock only made the slowly simmering sexual tension bubble even more rapidly.
Tracing her delicate fingertips back up and round Willow's body before firmly, but gently, grasping her breasts made Willow gasp and bite her tongue to try and reel in her building orgasm. Only Faith could make her body react like this. Sure, Buffy was the most loving partner she'd ever had but when compared to the bodily reactions that Faith could erupt in her it seemed weak in comparison.
"How does it feel Miss Rosenberg?", Faith purred.
"So...so fucking good....Ma'am", she responded with a whimper as desire raged through her.
"Well I'm just not too sure about this Miss Rosenberg. You may have stashed your drugs on your person somewhere. Looks like I'm gonna have to give you a strip search", Faith said back barely containing her own rising ardor.
She pulled Willow away from the wall and made her stand in the center of the room with her hands raised up high as she began to undress her. Kneeling down she pulled off Willow's wedge heels one at a time showing the perfectly manicured toenails that Puppy had spent hours working on.

Slipping the buttons on her jeans open one by one Faith took her time as she could feel the musty heat radiating from her lover's fundament.

She slipped the jeans down her flawless silky thighs and raised each foot to take them off depositing them with the rest of her discarded attire. The long arms of the law reached up and unbuttoned Willow's shirt sliding it off her shoulders and down her lowering arms taking her time as she knew the teasing part of foreplay was always the redheads favorite as it got her so worked up that the resultant sex was mindblowing.
Willow's head rocked from side to side as her eyes fluttered shut loving each second which taunted her sex all the more. She felt her bra snap off and it's delicate lacy edgings run down her arms and drop silently to the floor. Now clad in only her skimpy white panties she let her eyes open and looked deep into Faith's own cherishing eyes as the Officer ducked down and pulled off the last of Willow's garments displaying her porcelain skin but paused to give her pussy a quick kiss as a reward for her supplication.
"Mmmm, Firecrotch", Faith murmured as she loved the fact that her lover's collars and cuffs matched.
Willow suddenly realising her total nudity, and Faith's lack of it, tried to cover up with her arms but her brunette captor just smiled warmly and pulled her arms away.
"Do you trust me?", Faith asked softly.
"I...I...I'm so....like, with the whole nakedness..and e...e..everything...", she stammered out as her self conscious threatened to pull her from the game.
Faith leant forward and lay her glistening lips onto Willow's and slowly gave her the most passionate kiss she had ever given anyone. The redhead's discomfort melted in an honest display of the truest love either had ever known.
Willow's senses floated on a cherry colored cloud as she slipped willingly back into character.
"Willow", Faith almost purred now, "Do...you...trust...me?"
"With my life, Ma'am", she breathed.
"Good".
Willow felt her arms being pulled back and then the cold steel of the handcuffs slipping over and then secured around her wrists. She gasped at her submission as she had always been the domme when it came to Buffy but now, with the Beantown girl in complete control, she felt utterly loved but so very vulnerable. And she liked it.
Faith sat on the bed and went through Willow's clothes carefully and unnecessarily checking each pocket as the horny, exposed wiccan stood naked and bound in front of her. Faith eyed her up and down hungily knowing that she was hers to play with.
With mock disappointment the brunette sighed, "Well I can't find nothing. Only one thing for it. A body cavity search!"
Willow's mouth fell open in shock but as she was lead over to the bed and gently lay down, though she was at Faith's mercy, she felt nothing but love and trust in this woman. Faith pulled off her hat and threw it to one side before lying on top of the prone woman.
"Er, Fai..I mean, Ma'am, there's a mirror on the ceiling. Did you do that? Are you getting even kinkier now?", asked the bound redhead.
"No, I'm just paranoid about having sex with vampires", her lover shot back with her best d'uh voice.
"Now where were we, oh yeah, I found that the best way to search for contraband is....with my tongue", Faith said almost causing herself to buck with desire.
Willow's felt the electricity surge through her as Faith's tongue ran around the shell of her ear before sucking on her lobe pulling at it gently but firmly. She darted her tongue into to Willow's ear causing her to giggle and squirm.
"Now Miss Rosenberg, that's enough of that. Obstructing an Officer from her duty, now that's a felony young lady", she said barely containing her own giggles as the scene came perilously close to falling into farce.
"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry Ma'am", Willow sheepishly apologised.
"Now who's in charge?"
"You are Ma'am, I...I'll be a good girl Ma'am"
"That's what I like to hear", Faith said lightheartedly as she continued on the other ear before exploring her lovers mouth expertly with her tongue causing the redhead to hungrily fight for dominance with her tongue but instead she complied and let her dark haired captor maintain control as they exchanged saliva.
Willow whimpered slightly as Faith pulled free but continued to trail her tongue along the slim neck of the redhead, kissing along her pulse points until she came down to her breasts as Willow's whimpers of joy dissolved in to light moans of wanton pleasure. Faith took a nipple into her mouth and tugged on it gently, sucking it until it stood rigid, Willow thought she might just cum there and then but with Faith being a master manipulator of the body she knew she could hold off her lover's orgasm whilst she had her fun.
Moving further south Faith darted her tongue in and out of her lover's belly button causing an eruption of giggles from the redhead but that too was silenced as Faith quickly lowered her mouth onto Willow's dripping pussy. She wrapped her lips around the pulsating clit of the former shy girl and nibbled on it roughly bringing forth her mind fogging want that Faith delicately wove into a tapestry of avarice.
"Say it Willow", Faith moaned around her girlfriend's pussy.
"S..say what..M..M..Ma'am?", Willow asked with a surprising coherence as, by now, she was so far removed from herself that words seemed to be an unobtainable notion. Neanderthalic moans and growls were the only method of communication viable to Willow when she was in this state of devolving intensity.
"Are you my bitch?"
"Ohhh oh I..I...ahhhh...I...I'm...", Willow tried to answer but her endorphins were in full revolution and had stormed the Bastille of her consciousness and she was now near orgasmic putty in the hands of a deviant sculptress.
"Say it Willow", Faith repeated a little firmer this time as he fingers toyed with Willow's pleasure.
"I..urr..I'm your b..b..bitch...I....ahhh AHHHHH...I'M YOUR BITCH MA'AM, I'M YOUR BITCH!!!", she yelled as her climax hit her hard and she rode every sensuous wave that consumed her soul.
Willow's eyes rolled back as she threatened to pass out with sheer joy at the body shock of such a sensual clittoral caper.
Faith supped on her sweet juices with abandon and, in her mind, by drinking from her, it was like a liquid branding making her Willow's loving partner forever.
"UP!"
"W..what?", Willow replied as she was till trying to regain her senses after an orgasm like that.
"I said up, scumbag", Faith ordered as she pulled her loved to her wobbly feet but seeing as the tempest of desire still coarsed through her body Officer Lehane let her kneel on the floor instead.
The raven haired law maker got prepared as she let Willow take a minute to regain her composure.
"Now Miss Rosenberg, in the penal system it's a case of you scratch my back........", Faith wandered off as a now lucid Willow looked up to see that the dominant cop was now naked from the waist down and lying on the bed expectantly.
Any lingering fatigue that Willow was feeling was over-ridden by the sight of Faith's pussy hair that had been neatly trimmed into a heart shape by much careful attention from Puppy.
The flame haired woman pounced on the bed with the sole aim of worshipping at Faith's sainted chalice. Burying her face deep into the salivating quim of her woman she wasted no second in bringing Faith to a well deserved, and strangely quick to attain, climax.
The panting brunette pulled Willow into her arms where they tenderly embraced and kissed sensitively sharing their scented cum. As they shared a dilated glare, "You know what the best thing prison life is", Faith asked as she unlocked Willow's handcuffs.
"No Ma'am"
"Communal showers", came the reply accompanied with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.
Willow needed no further word as she grabbed Faith's hands and pulled her into the bathroom tearing the Officer's clothes off as they stepped into the hot streams of water descending on their complimentary figures. Their steamy lovemaking was no longer confined to the characters of the game, but was now just the free expression of their utter, unconditional love for one another.
Once showered and dried off they went back into the bedroom wearing matching silken kimono's which were a gift from Xander. Willow sat on the edge of the bed as Faith rummaged around in their underwear drawer.
"Sweetie, what are you doing?"
"Er, Red..I mean Willow..I....I er..", Faith stammered out nervously.
"Is everything ok?"
"Im about to find out", she whispered back as the brunette dropped to one knee and broke into a rendition of John Denver's 'Annie's Song'.
"Come let me love you
Let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laughter
Let me die in your arms
Let me lay down beside you
Let me always be with you
Come let me love you
Come love me again"
Faith stopped midsong as her voice began to crack with fear.
"I..I guess what I'm trying t..t..to say is......Willow Rosenberg, will you marry me?", she asked as she held out a finely cut diamond ring in her shaking fingers.
"Oh, Faith...of course I'll marry you!", came the excited reply.
"Really?"
"Really", confirmed the redhead and held out her hand so her fiance could slide the perfectly fitted ring onto her finger.
They looked into each other's eyes and seeing nothing but the purest love imaginable, they kissed. Deeply, honestly, passionately.
They took the time to just lie on their blood red sheets and savor the moment. It was a blissful culmination to their relationship.
"Just one thing Mrs Lehane", said Willow breaking the silence of the mutually adoring couple.
"Yes, Mrs Lehane?"
"We never got to use the nightstick", she said disappointedly.
"There's always a next time"
"Do you think I could be the cop next time?", a timid echo latched on to her request.
"I kinda hoped you would say that, baby"
In the morning the newly engaged ladies would go to pick up Puppy, tell her the good news and bring her home to carry on her chores..........as they were definitely going to need clean sheets tomorrow.
TBC
(( Still to come in 'Heel Puppy' - Faith's birthday, Halloween fun, Christmas frolics, a day at the salon, and what happens when Puppy breaks the first rule. Still plenty of ideas rattling around in my nicotine damaged brain, but if there's something you want to see, just ask and I'll see what I can do. xx ))
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