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A Good Night's Sleep	By : razzaname Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 47650 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Slight different idea this chapter.
Willow blamed Dawn. Tara had left the house, moving out to stay with someone else, after a bit of suggestion. Apparently Dawn had been giving her doe-eyes for a bit, having both Willow and Tara back under the same roof, that Tara just hadn’t felt comfortable staying any longer.
Which meant no more spending much time with Tara; and, in thoughts that appealed more to Willow when night fell, no more glimpses of her ex-girlfriend’s lovely tits.
And that was Dawn’s fault, as far as Willow was concerned.
If she was going to have fun tonight, then, she was going to punish Dawnie.
After stripping Dawn, Willow stood by the side of her bed at the moment, just looking. As they always did, so many options presented themselves when she saw Dawn in the thrall of her sleeping curse.
With the knowledge she could wake Dawn up, slip her into a pseudo-dream, there were so many more options.
None of them quite felt like enough though.
Leaning over, she slapped Dawn’s ass, hard. Chuckling, she starting spanking again; even if Dawn was too asleep to react with any more than the occasional whimper, it was satisfying.
Willow didn’t keep count, too captivated by the sound of flesh slapping flesh, and the red slowly spreading over little Dawnie’s ass.
Every few smacks she paused, squeezing, and feeling how warm the skin was fast becoming. It was almost impressive.
Willow hesitated, breathing out a long, lustful sigh. She always meant to spend ages setting up on nights like these, preparing herself, but once she started, and once she had her friends at her mercy, it was always so hard to stop.
Leaving Dawn where she was, her reddened ass sticking up in the air, Willow hurried away to fetch Buffy.
Soon Dawn’s sister was in a chair by the edge of the room. Buffy’s pyjamas had been left folded in her room, like they had been before; that way Buffy would probably think she’d been sleep-walking again, once Willow decided where to put her.
Then Willow stepped back, glancing around, and thinking. After a few seconds she moved and turned Dawn over, until she was face-up.
First, Willow stripped herself, and fitted her favourite strap-on around her waist. She smiled, and straddled Buffy, positioning the head of the toy at Buffy’s cunt. Willow leaned closer, kissing her best friend, momentarily exhilarated by the feel of skin on skin.
Then she drew Buffy gently out of sleep, bringing her into the same state she had before, where Buffy didn’t realize that this wasn’t a dream.
It was only fair that she give Buffy a little more romance in her dream; keep it feeling a little more realistic.
“Hey,” Willow murmured, and pushed the toy forwards.
Buffy’s lips parted, a soft gasp escaping her as the toy slid into her pussy. She reached up, hands gripping Willow’s back.
“You want me to do this, don’t you?” Willow said.
She kept the same tone; somewhere between seductive and domineering. Willow had to smirk as Buffy hurriedly nodded.
It wasn’t much longer before Willow had pushed forward as much as she could, her sizeable strap-on submerged to the hilt inside her best friend. Willow twitched slightly, chuckling at how Buffy moaned.
“You’ll let me do this,” Willow said.
“Y-yes,” Buffy said, gasping.
Willow pulled back, keeping at a slower, steady pace, moving in and out of Buffy. She lifted her hands, running each up Buffy’s bare sides, sliding them inwards to grope her best friend.
“You’re mine, aren’t you?” Willow said.
“Oh god yes.”
Willow had to laugh again. In dreams, at least, Buffy really was a slut. It sent a thrill through her, to see her admittedly slightly self-righteous best friend unthinkingly and desperately taking every inch of her plastic cock.
Willow ran one hand higher than Buffy’s tits, winding it in her hair and tugging back sharply. Buffy whimpered, and bucked forwards.
“You’ll do anything I ask, won’t you?” Willow said.
“Yes!”
“Anything,” Willow said, again.
She reached down with one hand, as she pulled back, repositioning the strap-on until it pressed at a rather different hole.
“You’ll be a whore for me, won’t you?” Willow said.
“Yes-”
“Anything I ask, no matter what,” Willow said.
“Willow, please-”
It really hadn’t taken much. Willow had to smirk, both at how easily Buffy accepted she’d be a submissive slut in a dream, and at how needily she said Willow’s name.
So Willow pulled back, pushing Buffy back down to the chair as Buffy tried to follow her.
“I want you to stay there,” Willow said. “Stay in that chair, and watch. Touch yourself, but don’t cum until I let you. Just watch, and enjoy, slut. Understand?”
Buffy nodded, awfully quickly.
Her eyes widened slightly as Willow continued moving back, and she caught sight of Dawn asleep and naked on the bed, but she didn’t move.
Buffy slowly parted her legs, sliding one hand between them. Naughty Buffy; apparently even seeing her sister didn’t dissuade her. But then, Willow considered, she had been having some filthy ‘dreams’ about Dawnie, it was no surprise.
Let’s see how far she could take this.
Willow moved onto the bed, shifting Dawn beneath her. She spread Dawn’s legs, and moved between them, keeping the toy just pressed lightly against the entrance to her cunt. Carefully, Willow moved Dawn’s arms until they were out to the sides, and Willow pinned them down by her wrists.
Well, she had wanted to punish Dawn. She’d given Dawn several good dreams; now it was time for a nightmare.
Willow focused, and broke the curse. It wasn’t a gentle easing-out like she’d done nights past, and done on Buffy. It was short, sharp, and sudden; as far as Dawn was concerned, she’d just snapped awake-
“Hey Dawnie,” Willow smirked, and pushed inside.
Dawn immediately squirmed, bucking up underneath Willow, and pulling on her arms desperately. Willow had the advantage though, keeping her arms pinned where they were. Dawn tried to kick, and managed little more than sending lovely tremors through the toy.
It was little more than an instant before the strap-on was buried fully in Dawn, and once it was Willow waited, laying over Dawn, feeling the shudders he struggling caused.
“What are you doing-” Dawn whimpered.
Smirking, Willow began to move. In, out; a familiar rhythm. She didn’t ease Dawn into it; even if Dawn hadn’t been conscious, she’d taken a similar speed before. That didn’t stop Dawn crying out.
“You should know that, Dawnie,” Willow said. “I’m fucking you.”
She met Dawn’s eyes, thrusting her plastic cock into her again. Somehow, Dawn probably still thought she was a virgin; that was what made taking her so often, so much fun.
“Please stop- stop!” Dawn cried out.
“Why?” Willow said.
“Buffy will-”
“Buffy?” Willow said.
She kept moving, but leaned down lower, nudging Dawn’s head to the side. As soon as Dawn was looking in the right direction, she saw her sister, still sitting on the chair and stroking herself.
Willow would admit to being a little surprised by that, but she definitely enjoyed it. Buffy must be used to particularly twisted dreams if she was just going with this, watching what was happening to her little sister.
“Buffy, what’ll you do?” Willow said. “Are you going to help her, or are you going to do as I said and sit and watch?”
“I’ll watch,” Buffy said, breathless.
“Enjoying it, then?” Willow said.
Buffy hesitated.
“Answer me,” Willow said, firmly. “Are you all wet, watching your little sister be raped?”
“Y-yes,” Buffy said.
She gasped, suddenly; apparently the word had an effect on her.
Willow raised her eyebrows, surprised yet pleased. Wow, Buffy really did have a dark side. Pity it took the lowered inhibitions of dreams, the knowledge that there wouldn’t be consequences, to draw it out.
Ah well. Willow turned her attention back to Dawn, who’d just seen the person she loved most in the world get off to her suffering.
Dawn started squirming again, struggling futilely against Willow’s weight and strength. That time, Willow didn’t even slow, continuing to fill up Dawn’s cunt as she writhed and shuddered and sent delicious vibrations back to Willow.
She hadn’t expected Dawn’s squirming to make this so much more intense.
“Why are you doing this?” Dawn said.
She slumped back, her voice a dull whine.
“Because I can,” Willow said.
And because she wanted to punish Dawn. This certainly counted.
“I’ve been looking at you, for so long,” Willow said, gasping as she kept moving. “Those tits,” she slapped them, “Your ass,” she thrust harder, “And wondered why innocent little you keeps your cunt shaved. Guess now we know; you’re just a little slut.”
“No-”
“Shut it for once, Dawnie,” Willow said.
It was her big mouth that had gotten her into this situation in the first place. Willow smiled, again.
Maybe she should feel guilty; the pain on Dawn’s face, and that look of sheer betrayal. Every few seconds she glanced sideways to Buffy; to her sister, who hesitated when faced with Dawn’s expression, but nonetheless kept rubbing.
But what was the harm? A quick memory spell, and for Dawn this might as well have never happened, meanwhile Buffy would have had one hell of a wet dream.
And besides, it felt so damn good.
Willow thrust forwards again. She was starting to miss how Dawn squirmed. Then again, there was one surefire way to make her struggle again.
Slowly, Willow pulled back, bringing the dripping-wet toy to rest just outside Dawn’s pussy. Then, just as slowly, she repositioned it, angling it to point at a lower hole.
“Please don’t do this,” Dawn said.
“Do what, Dawnie?” another smirk.
“Don’t- not there.”
Willow paused, as if she were going to change her mind. Then she looked over to Buffy.
“What do you think?” Willow said. “Do you want me to fuck your little sister’s ass?”
Buffy paused.
“You can cum while watching me do that,” Willow said. “’ll let you. If that’s what you want to see.”
“Yes,” Buffy said. “Please.”
“Say it,” Willow said. “What do you want?”
“Buffy!” Dawn said, pleadingly.
Buffy didn’t falter, that time.
“Fuck Dawn’s ass,” Buffy said. “Please, let me watch you use her. Let me cum watching you rape my little sister. Willow, do it, please.”
Willow smiled across to Buffy, then turned her gaze back down to a tearful Dawn.
“You heard what big sis said,” Willow said.
Dawn started squirming again, just as Willow forced the strap-on into Dawnie’s deliciously tight asshole. It took much more effort to slide it into her, especially as Dawn kept struggling, shifting from side to side, just as she had before.
Oh, Willow had missed it.
She nearly came, just from stretching Dawn’s tightest hole again, and the vibrations that Dawn kept sending to her helped.
Add into that her revenge, and Dawn’s expression, and Willow couldn’t stop, moving back, before slamming back down and filling up Dawn’s ass.
Dawn cried out, another yelp with each thrust, writhing around Willow’s plastic cock. She barely seemed to be trying to escape any more, her fighting undirected, and vague.
It took little more than a minute for Buffy to cum, and scream, getting off from her little sister’s violation. That knowledge set Willow off, and she spared a quick sideways glance, to see Buffy’s lips parted in ecstasy, her back arching and her lovely tits thrust forward, all the while her eyes were fixed on them.
“You see, Dawnie?” Willow murmured. “Everyone wants you like this. Just a little fucktoy to be used however we want.”
“No,” a whimper, barely believing itself.
And Willow came, thrusting again and again into Dawn’s ass, riding out two, three orgasms without changing position or tack. Dawn squirmed under her, Buffy watched and kept stroking, and Willow gasped and gasped and moaned.
When, at long last, she felt spent, Willow slumped forwards. She spared a few thoughts for reactivating the sleeping spell.
She waited where she was for a few minutes, laying exhausted over a very violated Dawn. Only when she had more energy did she pull out, for a few seconds considering reawakening Dawn to see the look on her face when she realized the toy that had just abused her was in her mouth, and that she had to clean it.
Willow decided against that though; if she continued, she wouldn’t be able to stop.
Instead, she left the toy temporarily in the sink, to clean, while returning things to normal. She dressed Dawn, and put her back under the covers, a small flower and memory spell to keep her company until morning. As far as she was concerned this was just one long, dreamless night.
Buffy she moved to lay by Dawn, still naked, and still soaking wet. Willow lay them facing.
Leaving the door to Dawn’s room open, Willow went back to her bed. She slept well, thoroughly satisfied.
And Willow woke up to a yelp, just as she had before. Bleary, and feigning confusion, Willow wandered to Dawn’s room.
A furiously blushing Buffy had grabbed Dawn’s sheets, covering herself, while Dawn stared at her sister, utterly baffled. Buffy, meanwhile, was struggling to meet her sister’s eyes.
Well, Buffy had been given a particularly vivid dream starring Dawnie. What must she be thinking?
“Boundaries, Buffy!” Dawn said.
“I- I- I didn’t…” Buffy said. “Sleepwalking. Again. Damn it.”
Willow backed out of the room, trying not to laugh.
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