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Dawn has been kidnapped	By : topcat098 Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 14172 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Dawn has
been kidnapped � Chapter 5/9 (F/F, Spank)

Author:
IMTCWay

Rating: I
think most people would consider that you should be an adult to read this.

Pairing:
Buffy / Willow.

Warning:

Reluctant
public nudity.

2 girls get
spanked in this story and there are a number of spankers, male and female.
Also, Buffy makes a serious error in judgement later on, which we will not
admire.

Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from
it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

Alternative Universe

The story starts early in Season 2 and Dawn is 13, which I think
is a little older than in canon.

Summary: Dawn Summers has been kidnapped by an
unknown demon. Don�t worry, nothing bad will happen to underage Dawn.
Fortunately for her (and us) Buffy and Willow
will prove to be willing to give in to all her kidnapper�s demands.

Willow has been ordered to
spank Buffy.

Chapter 5

So that was the background. Two years ago I had
never been spanked in my life. I'd never heard of anyone being spanked in real
life - it had simply never been discussed. I barely knew what the word meant.
Now unfortunately I know only too well. It means hell on earth. I've read that
some people enjoy it - seek it out, get off on it. I can only say - mad people.
Like totally insane. It's horrible. It�s a bit like someone poured sulphuric
acid over your butt then pointed a Bunsen burner at it. (Or at least I imagine
it is. Obviously I've never actually experienced any of that. Obviously.) Anyway
it's hardly surprising that I freaked at the suggestion that I might receive
another spanking.

However freaked I might be, it made no
impression on TBG. He was continuing to speak to Willow, making his appalling demands.
"If you want to save Dawn you'll have to spank Buffy. I think 100 times,
on her ass should be enough. But I warn you, each one must be hard. Any I
decide is not strong enough will not count. If you are unable to deliver 100
hard spanks within an hour, Dawn gets cut anyway. Up to you Willow. What do you
decide?�

She looked horrified although I felt strangely
relieved. I could take 100 spanks easily and it would get Dawn off the hook. I think on that first occasion I must've
been spanked a least 1000 times over the day and a half. I grabbed Willow and nodded
vigorously. Not entirely convinced but unable to see an alternative she
addressed the TV. �I guess.�

�What do you guess?�

�Er.� What
you said.� I�ll er� sp�spank Buffy.�

�Right. Get on with it. Pull that red chair up
in front of the TV and sit down on it.�

It was horribly clear what was expected of me.
As the redhead moved to obey, I lay down across her lap. Looking at the TV
screen I could see that the second TV had re-appeared. Dawn was going to watch
me being spanked - she must be used to that by now, although I don�t suppose
she�d enjoy it as much as on those previous occasions. Now the hated clock
appeared again to mock me. �You have one hour.�

Willow�s hand came down
across my ass. CRACK. It stung a little, but I instinctively knew that would
not do.� �Willow,
Willow. You�re
trying to punish a naughty girl, not knocking a little dust off a cushion. 100
still to go. The next was harder but still not enough. Willow was obviously trying to let me off as
lightly as she could, but I�d rather we just got it over with. I wanted to yell
at her, �LET ME HAVE IT.� She seemed to get the message anyway, and third time
came up with a sizzler that really burned my butt. �Better Willow, Better.
We�ll allow that. Ninety Nine left.�

We�d got to fifty. Probably about fifteen had
been disallowed but that included all of the last three attempts. Willow�s hand and arm
were clearly getting tired. My ass was far from tired. It was as alive as can
be, burning bright red. One more blow came in. It hurt like anything, on top of
everything but I knew it wouldn�t count. It didn�t. Fortunately Willow realised that she
needed a rest � she�s a brainy type. The clock said only 15 minutes had gone
by. Plenty of time for recovery. So we just stayed in place. Willow rested her sore hand on my ass,
waiting for strength to return. Now one thing you can�t miss about Willow is that she�s
inquisitive. Its part of her nature. One thing I�m pretty sure about is that
she had never been this close to a well spanked bottom before. She reacted as Willow had to react. She
investigated. With time to spare, her fingers roamed over my buttocks, feeling
which areas were hottest I expect. Almost everywhere she touched, I would
flinch. She touched me all over, presumably interested to know where I would
jump most. I don�t suppose she even considered what she was doing, except
academically. If I�d been allowed to speak I might have asked her what she was
doing, and that would have brought her back to reality. Probably not though.
The truth was that I was enjoying it. Not the spanking itself. It hurt, really,
really hurt of course.� But being naked
over Willow�s
lap�? Something about that made me feel wet between my legs. Lying in bed at
night thinking about what Angel could do to me gave me a similar feeling,
though obviously without the incandescent backside and the excruciating pain.
What I also liked was the feel of Willow�s
fingers on my hypersensitive ass cheeks.

Willow�s arm was a long time
recovering.� Occasionally she would raise
her hand from my backside and I could feel her shaking her arm, getting the
muscles to ease. I knew that eventually I had a whole lot of pain still to come,
but it would have to wait a little while longer. We�d been resting for about 20
minutes when I heard Willow�s
voice. She hadn�t spoken before. You might have expected she would ask how I
was or something like that, but she knew there was nothing she could do, so I
think I agree with her that silence was best. Now she spoke. �I�m going to
start again now, Buff. I�ll try to do another thirty then we�ll rest again. My
arm was so weak when I stopped � I don�t think I could even have knocked the
dust off that cushion he was talking about. I�ll do my best to spank you hard,
Buff. For Dawn�s sake.� That last bit must have been just about the most
bizarre bit of dialogue that�s ever been spoken, but I appreciated it.

So the spanking re-commenced. Fortunately Willow got straight into
her stride and there was little wasted effort. For the first fifty I had been
pretty stoical, greeting a particularly hard spank with a grunt or a sigh but
no more. Now suddenly my defences were down and I was screaming from the first.
By the tenth, tears were streaming down my face. Fortunately I was strong
enough not to speak, however much I wanted to beg her to stop.� I was hardly likely to forget that all this
was the result of just one little word. The cost of a whole sentence was just
too horrendous to contemplate.

So we got to 80. Only one repeat. Good going
Will. You�re beating the shit out of my backside really well! Now we stopped
again for a rest. Willow
spent a full minute shaking and stretching her arm before the hand returned to
its welcome perch on my sore behind. I checked the clock and there were fifteen
minutes left. No time for a long rest. I hoped Willow was keeping that in mind. Not that I
wasn�t enjoying what she was doing with her hand. It felt rather more like soothing
now rather than experimentation, though that might have been wishful thinking.

Five minutes Will allowed us before she started
again. Again she gave me a warning. �Last twenty Buffy. It�s all downhill from
now on.� Easy for her to say. She didn�t have to get twenty more hard spanks to
her red, bruised, beaten bottom. We got through ten with no problem � not
unless you count my tears and screams, at any rate - but by then I could detect
that she was weakening again. The eleventh was disallowed and the twelfth. I
can say this about TBG - at least he played fair. When he called foul it was
always because the spank was below par � its Buffy hurting potential was too
low! So we stopped again, and Willow
stretched her arm then shook it vigorously. It occurred to me for a moment that
I could turn round and she could use her other hand, but then I realised that
brainy Will would have already thought of that and rejected it. Willow is very weak in
the left arm � I don�t think she could have got even one good spank together.

With no warning this time, I felt pain return to
my bottom. Then another rest. It occurred to me that my friend was worried. She
didn�t know if she could manage another nine in, how long? Eight minutes. If
she couldn�t, this whole thing was for nothing and little Dawnie would suffer.
Now we were having a small break and arm shake between each blow, but at least
they were counting. We�d got to 98 and were starting the final minute. Down
came her hand and even through my tears I knew it was not good enough.
�Disallowed� said the voice, 98.�

�Shit� That was the first time in my life I�d
ever heard Willow
swear. I could tell from her voice that she was on the point of breaking down
in tears. For a second I was disgusted. She wasn�t the one with a scarlet
bottom. Then I relented. It was worry for me and Dawnie that was effecting her.
Aaah. That was a hard one. Surely that will count. �99�.� Yes! Then with no break another, far too
weak. �Disallowed�. The clock was ticking down. No blow fell; Willow was obviously gathering her strength
for one last attempt. The clock was at 58 seconds � just 2 left - when I felt
her tense and her whole body seemed to get behind her arm as it launched itself
at my backside. As well as the pain I felt a stab of triumph as I realised it
was the hardest yet. We�d done it. Or had we. Would he still play fair? �100.� TBG�s
voice removed that worry at least and both of us collapsed.

�Buffy I�m so, so sorry.� Willow
wept, rubbing my bottom as if to rub out the bruises. I would have loved to
comfort her, but still must not speak.

�Right, that was fun wasn�t it. Well now, Buffy
has paid for her misdemeanour getting over here, we can return to the main
agenda. The reason she came in the first place. Get up Buffy, on your feet.�
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