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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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Willow loved having Dawnie over her knee. There was something so satisfying about how enthusiastic Buffy’s virginal little sister got when she was being pushed.
Willow balled one hand in her hair, pulling back and keeping Dawn’s head raised, making sure her yelps were nice and loud, as her other hand came down on her ass.
“What kind of slut fantasizes about her own sister?” Willow said.
“I’m sorry!” Dawn half-shouted, yelling as Willow spanked her again.
Her hips desperately grinded down on thin air, desperate for some friction. Willow didn’t let her get any, enjoying how Dawn’s cries of pain started to sound increasingly needy.
Her ass had gotten red a while ago; Willow had tried to keep count, but given up, too distracted by Dawn’s squirming. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room.
“Again,” Willow ordered.
Dawn whimpered, yelping at a particularly hard slap. Smirking, Willow began to alternate between cheeks, slapping on one, then the other, then quickly moving back.
Dawn stayed, struggling on her lap. She’d taken the punishment so docilely to begin with; but now Willow couldn’t tell if her movements were because it hurt, or because she wanted to grind her pussy on something.
“I’m sorry!” Dawn shouted again.
Willow didn’t slow, tugging on her hair a little more. Dawn gasped.
“Are you?” Willow said. “I can feel your cunt, Dawnie. I can feel how soaked you are.”
To punctuate her words, she slipped her hand between Dawn’s heated cheeks, slipping down just enough to brush a finger against the base of her slit. She didn’t linger their long, not wanting to give Dawnie any unnecessary pleasure.
Not that it took much to get her finger wet; Dawn was dripping. Willow couldn’t help but smirk at that. Then Willow yanked Dawn’s hair back again, and offered that finger to her lips.
Relieved at the interlude from her spanking, Dawn opened her mouth, sucking gently on the finger.
“That’s how wet you are Dawnie,” Willow said, making her voice sound gentle. “From getting spanked, and thinking about Buffy, this is how wet it makes you. That makes you a little slut, doesn’t it?”
Dawn took a moment to respond. Willow bit back a chuckle; apparently being face to face with that reality surprised her more than the spanking.
“Y-yes,” Dawn said, quietly.
“Yes to what?” Willow said.
“…I’m a slut,” Dawn said.
“And?”
“I’m a slut that fantasized about my sister,” Dawn said. She bucked unconsciously against Willow’s lap.
“You wish it was her you were tasting, don’t you?”
“…Yes,” Dawn said.
Willow smiled, withdrawing her hand from Dawn’s lips. Dawn slumped forwards in relief, gasping for breath.
She gave Dawn a few more moments of relief. Willow felt as though she was rather kind for that; then she returned her hand to caressing Dawn’s burning-red ass, giving her just a split second’s warning before her hand started coming down again.
It seemed to hurt more, after the break. Willow didn’t slow, calling on a little magic to deal with any exhaustion in her arm, grinning at just how passionate a spanking she could give Dawnie.
Well, she’d wanted to punish the little brat for a while.
“And that’s why you deserve this,” Willow said. “Don’t you?”
“Y-yes,” Dawn said.
“So isn’t there something you should say?” Willow said.
It took Dawn a moment. Then again, that might have just been because she was distracted by the spanking.
“Thank you,” Dawn said. Then, without needing to be prompted; “Thank you for punishing me. I’m a little slut who wants to- ah! Fuck her sister, and- ah! I deserve to be- ah! Ah! Spanked for- ah!”
She didn’t yelp at every slap, though her cries did become more frequent. Willow smiled.
“P-please!” Dawn suddenly shouted.
“Please what, Dawnie?” Willow said.
“Let me- ah! Let me cum!”
“Aww, Dawnie,” Willow said. “This is a punishment. Why should a bitch like you get to cum?”
Breathless, sore, Dawn continued squirming, but didn’t say anything else beyond thanks, and rather delightful self-humiliating remarks. Willow couldn’t help but grin at seeing the littlest Summers like this.
*
Spanking Dawnie, amazingly, couldn’t entertain her forever. She’d sent Dawn back to sleep with a rather viciously red ass. She didn’t feel so much as a twinge of guilt at the sight; though she expected Dawn would feel quite a bit more than a twinge in the morning. Let her figure it out.
Willow had enjoyed a brief, fun 69 with Buffy to take care of any excess frustration she felt. That left her with just one dilemma, as the night began to end.
Where would Buffy sleepwalk to today?
There were a lot of fun options. Maybe leave Buffy outside again, naked and exposed; if she stayed asleep for long enough maybe people would do more than just look. Willow couldn’t suppress a smirk at the thought of the haughty, proud Slayer waking up to that.
Or, well, there was always Dawnie. Dawn had to put up a certain façade, act like she didn’t want to be her sister’s little bitch, which was why the other day’s attempt had failed. But there was no need Buffy had to be the aggressor.
Smiling to herself, Willow once more stripped Buffy, and hefted her naked body to her sister’s room. She left Buffy limply on the floor, on her back; her tits open to the air, and her legs parted more than enough to give a good view of her nice, wet cunt.
In a way, she could consider it a present for Dawn. She wondered what would happen.
Smiling happily, Willow left the room. After a moment’s consideration, she prepared a memory spell; hopefully she wouldn’t have to use it, but there were a lot of ways that this could turn out, and it was best to be prepared.
Then, she waited. When the time felt right, she got up, opened Dawn’s door just a slit, and undid the sleeping curse that held Dawn, while keeping Buffy asleep.
Dawn’s eyes flickered open. She shifted, one hand instinctively going between her legs; apparently she was still nice and bothered by her ‘dream.’ She winced a little as her ass touched the sheets.
Then the really fun moment came; Dawn shifted, and caught sight of her sister on the floor. Dawn squeaked, pulling back. Then, slowly, distracted briefly from her ministrations, peered forwards again.
Buffy was asleep, magically prevented from waking; then again, Dawn didn’t know that.
“Are you trying to torture me?” Dawn said, to no one in particular.
Buffy didn’t move. Dawn stared.
Then, nervously, Dawn got off the bed. She crouched just next to Buffy, peering at her sister. Biting her lip, her eyes ran over every exposed inch, taking in Buffy’s impressive tits, then down to her sister’s pussy.
She hesitated. Then, slowly, began to use her hand to rub herself again. Dawn gasped, before biting her lip again, muffling the noise.
It was less than a minute before Dawn slowed. She glanced furtively around the room, as though someone were hiding in the shadows; Willow ducked back behind the door. When she looked back, Dawn was running two fingers around her sister’s cunt.
Quickly, eagerly, Dawn lifted them to her mouth. She closed her eyes at the taste of her sister, before rubbing her own cunt even more.
Well this was perfect. Willow was half-tempted to wake Buffy up the next time Dawn touched her; see how she liked the idea of her sister knowingly, consciously, using her sleeping body.
Or…
Dawn leant down, glancing up occasionally, just about to touch her lips to her sister’s core, eager to sample more of her taste-
“Dawnie, I was-” Willow said, walking in through the door, stretching and yawning as though she’d just gotten up.
She stopped, acting as though she was appalled rather than turned on. Dawn looked at her, eyes wide. It seemed she was too horrified to start yelling for Willow to get out.
“What- Dawn, what?” Willow said.
It was so hard not to smile. Dawn wasn’t even covering herself, looking from Willow, to her sister, and the hand that had only just stopped rubbing.
At least she seemed to have realized that there was no explanation.
Well, now was the time to pretend to be angry. Out of character for the mousy little Willow they knew, maybe, but hey, she’d never walked on incestual somnophilia before.
“Dawn!” Willow said, firmly.
She strode in, grabbing one of Dawn’s free hands, and tugging her out of the room. Dawn limply followed for a few seconds, before her mind caught up with reality.
She started struggling; Willow kept hold, bringing her back to her own room, rather than Dawn’s with the sleeping Buffy on the floor.
“What are you doing?” Dawn protested.
“What am I doing?” Willow said. “That was your sister Dawn, and you were-”
Dawn looked down.
“And she was asleep,” Willow said. “That’s called rape, Dawnie. Using someone when they’re asleep is rape, Dawn, and it’s wrong.”
“I- I know,” Dawn couldn’t look up. Willow just about managed to stop herself laughing.
“Then why…”
“I just… I wanted to, and I… I shouldn’t have…”
“No, you shouldn’t,” Willow said, pulling Dawn into her room.
It took surprisingly little effort to force Dawn to her knees, and bend her over the bed. With her still-red ass exposed, Willow smiled, glad Dawn couldn’t see her face, and began spanking her again.
“Ow! Willow, what-”
“You were raping your sister, Dawn,” Willow said. “What else do you want me to do? I almost want to drag you to the police like this, or wake Buffy up so she can see what you were-”
“N-no,” Dawn said. She yelped again. “Please don’t.”
“Then you have to be punished somehow,” Willow said. “I want to think it’s just a one-off, but you told me you were having… dreams about Buffy, and now you’re doing this… It’s wrong, Dawnie.”
“I-I know,” Dawn said, her voice uneven.
Was little Dawnie sobbing? It was hard to tell; Willow didn’t want to get to a position where she could see Dawn’s face, because then Dawn would see how much she was smiling.
Still, it sent a thrill through her; enough of one to ‘reward’ Dawn with a seemingly-accidental slap lower down, just about sending vibrations through the littlest Summers’ cunt.
She wondered if it was the guilt or the pain that hurt Dawn the most. Willow bet she even though she deserved this; that made this all worth it, even if she’d have to erase Dawn’s memory of it after.
“What are you?” Willow said.
“I’m a slut,” Dawn said, by instinct.
Willow bit back a laugh. So that dream did have an effect on her after all.
“I was… I was hoping you’d say you were sorry,” Willow said, faltering just briefly in her spanking.
Dawn squeaked.
“I was- it was- I- um-”
Then she was just crying out as Willow returned to slapping her already-bruised ass.
Maybe she ought to see how far she could push this.
“You dream about your sister, you lick her when she’s asleep, you tell me you’re a slut…” Willow said. “Dawn, what’s happened to you? You’d better not be…”
She slipped her hand lower, rather pleased to find Dawn still dripping. Dawn gasped; Willow tried to sound displeased.
“You’re wet Dawnie, really?” Willow said. “After all this, you…”
Acting as though it were unconscious, she continued rubbing. Innocently she’d used all the tricks she’d learned, playing with Dawn’s sleeping form.
And then suddenly Dawn was bucking and yelling and shaking with a whole night’s worth of repressed ecstasy. Willow bit her lip, dropping the pretence that it was an accident to finger Dawn through her fit; hopefully she’d be too distracted to notice.
She slowed as Dawn shook, trembling on the bed.
“Did you just…” Willow said.
“I- I couldn’t help it,” Dawn said.
Willow hesitated. She could spank Dawn more now, or use her properly, relying on the memory spell. Or maybe there was a chance…
“Oh god, I’m so sorry,” Willow said, pulling back.
“Wh-what?” Dawn said.
“I- I shouldn’t have done any of this,” Willow said, acting dismayed. “Seeing you like that, with Buffy, I just got so- and I had to- but I didn’t mean for it to go this far Dawn, honestly. I promise, if you want to tell-”
“N-no!” Dawn said. “It’s ok. I won’t tell Buffy. Or anyone. I think- I deserved it.”
“The spanking maybe, but after. I shouldn’t have…”
“It’s ok,” Dawn said. “Really. I- um, Buffy isn’t the only one I dreamt about.”
Dawn had turned around, then, kneeling on the floor rather than subjecting her ass to sitting on the bed. Her eyes were beautifully puffy.
Willow widened her eyes.
“You mean…”
Dawn flushed, looking down.
“I- uh, I don’t mind,” Dawn said. “And I think I kind of needed…”
“But you were a virgin,” Willow said.
“I guess,” Dawn said.
“You don’t mind that I kind of took your-”
“N-not really,” Dawn said. She flushed. “There are a lot of other things I should be sorry about. So it’s ok that you spanked me, really. And, um…”
What a slut. Willow bit back a grin.
“Just- please don’t tell Buffy,” Willow said. “And I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
“I should be thanking you,” Dawn said. “After what you saw- we can keep it secret from Buffy. And I needed- this, all of this. Maybe it’ll make the dreams easier to bear.”
Maybe, Willow reflected. That depended on what she could get Dawn to do.
“You want to… again?” Willow said.
Dawn flushed. Willow tried not to grin.
“I- if it helps you,” Willow said. “Come to me whenever you need help, rather than… Buffy.”
“I will,” Dawn said.
“And- you’ll have to tell me what your dreams were about,” Willow said. “No secrets. I don’t know what you like until you tell me.”
Dawn blushed at that. Willow couldn’t wait to hear Dawn share how much she liked being called a bitch and having her ass fucked.
“Y-yes Willow,” Dawn said.
Perfect.
“H-how about now?” Dawn said. “After all that- do you need, um, anything?”
Willow let herself smile then. Better than she could have imagined.
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