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The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 87735 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane
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You know what it’s like – you leave a pan of milk gently simmering for your night-time hot choccy and whilst it’s heating you head upstairs, pick your Charlotte Bronte off the nightstand and in next to no time you’ve lost yourself in Mr Darcy coming out off the sea in Great Expectations. And then when you remember the next morning all the milk has dried away. Well, that pan is like what I imagined Butt-fuck and B would be like if I ever read a novel or drank hot chocolate. It wasn’t Mr Darcy’s rippling muscles that had distracted me, but Harm’s bouncing tits and the fact I was tag-teaming her ass. I quiet forgot the instructions to B and Butt-fuck and fell asleep in a tangle of naked female flesh.
It was only the next moment, that I suddenly sat straight up, waking Will, Dawnie and Harm. I let out a quick cry of "Oh fuck" and barely pausing to put on a T-shirt went downstairs.
I wasn’t sure to be relieved or annoyed that the two tramps were asleep in each other cunts. On the plus side an intense all night licking session may have done so much damage to their tongues that they’d have to be amputated and then how would Butt-fuck wake me? On the other hand I’d been pretty clear in telling them not to stop until I said so. I compromised, mentally reminding myself not to be so lax with the bitches under my care, by waking Butt-fuck with a thrashing palm to her butt. The Milf woke up with a scream, her back arched until she realised that she was still tied and then with wakefulness came realisation.
"I’m sorry Faith baby, I fell asleep, I won’t do it again… please Faith, I am sorry," she gabbled helplessly and then stuffed her face down on a now woken B’s slot. Her daughter took one look between her Mom’s legs, saw me standing above them, an angry look on my face, and replaced her face where it belonged.
I let them go at for a few minutes, before a rumble in my stomach interrupted me. Stepping forward I undid the knot, "Go and make breakfast. We’ll discuss your sleeping on the job later."
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After breakfast I sent Harm home and settled down to a nice leisurely Sunday morning, reading the cartoons in the paper, sipping a hot coffee and chatting with Dawnie and Will as we sat in the front room. Will had also guessed Dawnie wanted to see ‘Finding Nemo’ and had put it on the shopping list with the lesbo porn vid. I can’t say a film about a cartoon fish was my thing, but Dawnie enjoyed it, and that always gives me a warm feeling inside.
Eventually Will gave a stretch, "Enough lazing – we have training to do."
Dawnie sat bolt upwards, a lascivious look on her face, "What next?"
"If you’d read the manual I prepared you’d know," said Will primly. Dawnie pulled a face, she ought to be careful – the old wives tale about the wind changing may be literally true in Sunnydale. Will ignored her and instead looked at me, "You tell Dawn what we’re doing."
I murmured something, deliberately indistinct and settled back behind the paper – I don’t normally read the financials, but I hadn’t read the blockbuster that Will had produced either. There was a martyred sigh from the redhead, sounding like someone who’s being told by the Inquisition her entire coven has confessed to heresy except her. She spoke in the same tone, "Well if you’d read the notes you’d see we’re on page fifty-eight – Dawn practising her spanking technique."
Dawnie grinned like a cat that not only has got the cream, but has bought the entire dairy, "I’ll get Buffy and Mom."
There was a frown from Will, "You really ought to have read the manual – you won’t need them yet."
Dawnie and me exchanged worried looks, if we didn’t need Butt-fuck and B, who was Dawnie going to spank. Luckily Will didn’t keep us in suspense long, "To start with we need to perfect your grip and targeting – I’ve got a ruler and this cushion will do for spanking."
I nodded, "Good thinking Will." B was a Slayer and a half-cocked spanking would do less than good – a proper butt stinging thrashing was needed for Dawnie to take control, anything less and B would just shrug off the discipline. And then we’d have to start all over again.
For the next hour we practised on the cushion, until it was so battered it was almost flat. I have to say this for Dawnie she’s a quick learner, it didn’t take her long to master the proper grip, her technique improved with every blow and soon she was developing a certain artistry, combing swift hard strikes with almost gentle caresses so the spankee wouldn’t know what was coming. I almost hate to say this, but watching Dawnie I could feel myself picking up some lessons – the teacher taught.
In the kitchen I could hear nervous murmurings, Butt-fuck and B weren’t stupid enough to think Dawnie was just spanking the cushion as a workout. I could only guess they were talking about which one of them was the one who was going to get paddled. Eventually Will, clapped her hands, "That’s great Dawn, I think you’ve really got it – don’t you think so Faith?"
"Yeah," I nodded and stubbed out my cigarette, "I think it’s time to practice on a real live B."
Opening her mouth Dawnie was about to call in B, but Willow interrupted her, "Remember Dawn the most important lesson about disciplining your bitch, there’s got to be a reason – you can’t just call her in and spank her."
Pulling a face, Dawnie nodded and called out, "Buffy."
The Slayer was in the room like a shot, Dawnie frowning with annoyance that she couldn’t use tardiness as an excuse. Through the open door I could see Butt-fuck let out a whistle of air in relief. For a few seconds Dawnie’s brow crossed in concentration as she thought up an excuse to get B’s skirt up and the blonde over her knee. I waited; I’d spotted something straight away, but wanted to see if Dawnie got it. She didn’t so I leant over and whispered the answer in her ear.
"Buffy," said Dawnie sternly, "Were you brought up in a barn? – close the door behind you."
"Sorry," B turned and shut it, but from the look on her face she knew it was too late. She was right.
"Over my knee," Dawnie sat down on the couch and patted her leg.
"Dawn…" whimpered B, she looked at me and Will, naively hoping for some support. I just gave her a stony look back, Will on the other hand licked her lips and gazed in anticipation.
"Now Buffy," Dawn’s voice brooked no arguing, so with another desperate glance at me and Will, B reluctantly shuffled over. She paused, standing beside Dawn, whining like she always does.
Dawnie wasn’t in the mood for mercy, she reached behind B and pushed her over onto her legs. Whipping up B’s Maid’s dress she exposed the Slayer’s pale ass. It looked so delectably pure that I felt a whiff of jealousy, despite the battering I’d given it yesterday all the bruises had faded away, leaving it without a blemish.
"Hey Will, could you pass me the ruler?" Dawnie smiled. Though it wasn’t as wide as the one Will gave her back as she handed the ruler to her.
"Right Buffy," Dawnie’s voice was stern again, "Repeat after me I wasn’t born in a barn."
"I wasn’t…. yaaarrggghhh… born… yaaaarrggghhh… in a barn," Buffy screeched as Dawnie brought the ruler down twice on her naked ass. They weren’t hard spanks, so I guess it was the shock that made her squeal like a little girl. How the Council think she’s a better Slayer than me is beyond belief…
"Will you leave doors open again?" asked Dawnie.
Buffy shook her head so vigorously it looked like it might drop off, "No, never," she whimpered.
"I don’t believe you, you’re lying," replied Dawnie, "and liars need to be punished."
I have to hand it to my adopted sis, she’s got one hell of an imagination. Leaving open a door, well that probably deserves a few spanks, but lying… I guess that needs your ass to be beaten black and blue. B obviously thought so too, as she was whining even more than normal, "No, Dawn, please… I’m not lying… I’m telling the truth… I’m a good girl, me."
It wasn’t enough, as myself and Will had instructed her Dawnie ignored the pleadings and swiped the ruler across the naked ass cheeks. There was a shriek from B as the wood cracked against bare skin. Dawnie followed it up with half and dozen quick blows, reddening the skin.
"She’s talented, isn’t she," Willow leaned across and murmured in my ear.
I nodded, "Yeah, I’m very proud of her."
"Yooowwww," Buffy gave a further shriek as Dawnie slammed down. Slayer stamina or not her ass was starting to redden under the blows. Dawnie paused and blew a strand of air away from her face. It quivered for a moment and then fell back down. I moved forward and pushed it away. Dawnie gave me a smile, "Thanks Faith."
"No prob," I shrugged and stepped back to give her room.
The next swipe went in at an angle, so that side of the ruler dug deep into the flesh. Even I winced as Buffy screamed and almost fell off Dawnie’s knee. Only Dawnie’s control kept the bitch in place, but seeing the effect that the blow had she repeated the same tactic, leaving B in tears of pain.
I couldn’t help be impressed, as Buffy tensed for the next blow, instead of bringing it down like a she was guillotining an aristocrat, dawn gently laid it on B’s ass and rubbed the cool wooden ruler over her red weals. She gave a coo, like a mother with a new born. B sniffed, "I’m sorry Dawn, I’ll be good."
"I’m sure you will," replied Dawnie, as she lulled B into a false sense of security. The next spank sounded like a gunshot and B screamed like she taken one in the gut.
"Wow," said Will, echoing my thoughts, "That was impressive."
The ruler slammed down again and again, until all we could hear was B bawling like a baby interspersed with the swish and crack as Dawn spanked her ass into jelly.
Eventually Dawn stopped, "Buffy don’t tell fibs – you know what happens to Slayers who tell lies?"
"They get spanked," sniffed B.
"No, their noses grow long," grinned Dawn and brought down the ruler one last time.
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B was quaking like there was an earthquake taking place in her belly. She let out a small moan, "Dawn… please…" it was hard to tell whether she was in fear of the what humiliating action we had planned next or was eagerly anticipating it.
Not that it mattered either way, "Strip," ordered Dawnie. Her tone was emotionless, but strict – the voice of a teacher facing down an unruly pupil.
I still had half a cig sitting in the ashtray beside Butt-fuck’s bed. I lit it up. Dawnie pulled a face at me, being careful B didn’t see it; she’s started to lecture me on the evils of smoking and how it’ll cut short my life. I ignored her – I’m a Slayer for Chrissakes – dying in my bed, even hooked up to a ventilator, isn’t likely. I focussed my eyes on B. Blondie may act like she has a stick up her ass, but I’ll give her this – she has the most perfect taut teenage body it’s been my pleasure to fuck.
"You got that Butt-fuck?" I asked as the last piece of B’s clothing dropped to the floor and she tried unsuccessfully to cover her choice bits.
"Yes Faith," Butt-fuck gave me a quick smile, before putting the video camera to her eye again and sweeping in for a close up of B.
Dawnie stepped forward and ran her hand over B’s naked body, the blonde stood still letting her younger sister grope at her tits and pinch her ass. Standing behind her Dawnie paused, and I could see B shake as Dawnie pulled apart her ass cheeks.
"It looks really tight," she said to me and Will.
"Slayer healing abilities," I explained. I grinned, "It’s great, every time you fuck her she’ll be just like new."
There was a stifle sob from B, Dawnie clouted her ass with her palm, "Say something, Buffy?"
"N…no… Dawn," B managed to think quickly, I was impressed, "I was just thinking about the fun times we’ll have."
There was a curt nod from Dawn, "You’ve been a good girl. The thrashing I gave you this morning – it hurt me more that it hurt you."
That was a lie bigger than Pinocchio , even if Dawnie had complained about a little cramp in her shoulder, it was nothing like the agonised moans of B as she had staggered out into the kitchen to make lunch, though she’d very carefully closed the door behind her. B gave another quick shriek as Dawnie reached round and twisted at her nipples. Dawnie grinned and rested her chin on B’s shoulder, tenderly licking at the blonde’s throat. B gave a passionate moan, unsure what Dawnie was planning, "What shall we do to you?" Dawn’s voice was so soft I could hardly hear it.
"Whatever you like, Dawn" B blushed red and looked at her toes.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Will open her mouth to protest, "That’s not right…"
Before she could reach it I whipped the manual away and threw it in the corner, "I think a bit of spontaneity will help keep them fresh in training," I told her.
"I think it’s overrated," moaned Will.
"Gaping your asshole sounds like fun; what do you think Mom?" Dawnie looked at Butt-fuck. Butt-fuck knows better than to give opinions without permission and turned to me. I gave a brief nod of my head.
"Yes Dawn, that sounds like fun," Butt-fuck said.
Letting go of B, Dawnie picked up three strap-ons and tossed a couple to me and Will. I deftly caught mine one handed. Will slipped from one hand to the other as she struggled to get a grip on it, before it fell to the floor. I let out a mock groan, Will may be my best friend, but she is such a klutz sometimes. Without being asked B was on her knees beside Dawn helping tighten the straps – it’s amazing how quickly she’s picked up being her sister’s sex slave. I nudged Will and pointed, "Look’s like your regime is paying off."
"Hhhppmm," there was a snort from Will, who was still sore that me and Dawnie had gone off-message from the training, then she grinned and relented, "Yeah, well – they make a great couple."
"On the bed bitch," Dawnie’s hand slapped against her sister’s rump and B scooted onto the bed like the hounds of hell were after her. She wiggled her ass seductively and rested her chin on the bedding, Butt-fuck moved beside her to get a close up.
"Make sure you get the penetration Mom," Dawnie clambered beside them and took the large cock in her hand. For a few seconds she rubbed B’s smooth ass, it look damn cute and I could feel that horny itch, which is never far away, rising it my cunt. I licked my lips as Dawnie slid her finger into B’s hole, the blonde giving a little squeal as her sister twisted it around.
"Give it a lick," Dawnie pulled the digit out and presented it to B, who twisted her head round so that clean it with her tongue. Grinning Dawnie wiped the saliva on B’s back. Her hands gripped the blonde’s ass cheeks and she pulled them apart. There was an artistry the way she moved forward her pelvis so the dildo slammed deep into B, the older Summer’s gave a gasp of pure pleasure as the large, ribbed rubber dong pushed deep into her. Dawnie let go off her butt and gripped her waist so hard I could see red splotches grow on B’s skin from under her sister’s fingers.
"Ride her cowgirl," whooped Will, unable to contain her excitement.
"Sure will," laughed Dawnie and began to hammer at B’s ass.
The blonde shook under her sister’s assault and the bed creaked like an old house in a storm, the headboard hitting the wall so hard I’d have only been half surprised if they’d battered down the wall and ended in Butt-fuck’s room. It was B’s reaction which showed me that the training was complete, she was grunting and gasping with every thrust, her breath coming out in bursts of pure pleasure; "Oh, fuck me Dawn, fuck me harder, please Dawn, fuck your little bitch," B moaned.
"Take it," Dawnie replied and if it was possible began to thrust in so hard and deep that the dildo was almost coming out of B’s cunt. The blonde let out a screech of pleasure, a wet patch rapidly forming between her knees.
"Yow," Dawnie paused, to B’s evident displeasure, and put her hands to her ears, "Way too high pitched sis. Hey… Will you want to plug her mouth?"
Will didn’t need asking twice and within seconds she was threading her strap-on deep between B’s jaw. The little dyke cock-sucker slurped at it greedily. I felt a pang of jealousy, Dawnie must have read my mind, "Faith, come on, don’t stand there like a pudding."
"We’ll need to move her so I get underneath," I said, joining them on the bed.
There was a tinkle of laughter from Dawnie, "Why? With a bit of a squeeze we can both fit in her ass."
To prove her point she pulled the cock half way out and thrust her finger in the gap. Unfortunately my dildo was much bigger than her middle finger, "It’ll hurt," I explained, not that I minded – B’s a slayer and would heal quick, but I thought it only fair to let Dawnie know.
She shrugged, "I don’t mind and neither does Buffy? Do you Buff?"
As far as she was able, with Willow’s dong thrust down her gullet, B shook her head. I grinned at Dawnie, "Okay’s let’s give it a go."
I stood over B, pushing the cock downwards and guided it into the gap. I couldn’t see her face, but I’m sure B‘s eyes widened as it pushed apart her flesh. The two dildos rubbed against each other, as Dawnie heaved hers forwards. It moved fitfully and then stopped, the ribs of the toys against each other. I took the strain for both of us and shoved down, without my Slayer strength I don’t think we’d have made it, it was like pushing against concrete and I was sweating like a boxer by the time I managed to get them in. I ruffled Dawnie’s hair, "How’s that?"
"Cool," Dawnie gave me a smile back, she really is special.
It wasn’t the fastest fuck I’ve ever given, but it was the kinkiest. B’s asshole slowly expanded, but not enough that it was frictionless and with each thrust downwards I was dragging Dawn. I could feel her warm skin slither against mine, our tight nipples brushing against each other, both of us enjoying the sensual touch of the other almost as much as we were enjoying the domination of B beneath us.
"I’ve got to take a photo," gasped Will and pulled her cock out of B’s mouth.
There was a sharp intake of breath as B gulped down air, and her squeals of enjoyment were given full reign, "Ohh… aaarrggghhh, wreck my ass…. Ohh this… is soooo good…. Hammer me hard….uuuuurrhhhh, aaaarrghhhh."
"Smile for the camera girls," said Will, both Dawnie and I gave her a beatific smile.
"Oh I’ve got get a copy of that for my room," Dawnie said.
"Sure thing, I’ll send them over later," replied Will.
I pulled out the cock, there was a definite sound of inrushing air as it exited. I wiped the sweat from my body and took a look at B’s butt. I’ve seen gape, but never to the extent of B’s ass – it was absolutely ruined.
"You could fit a fist up there," said Dawnie in admiration, as Butt-fuck came in again for a close up.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Or a baseball," Dawnie added. She went over to the nightstand and picked one up. It fitted nicely into B’s asshole, "It was my Dad’s – look it’s signed by Eddie Murray."
It was as well, now I don’t now much about baseball so I have know idea who he is, but it definitely was a recordable moment, "Hey Will, how about another photo of me and Dawnie, beside the baseball."
"Sure," replied Will. I lay down and rested my head on B’s butt and Dawnie did the same on the other cheek, "Cheese," grinned Will and snapped away.
The baseball was easier to put in than get out and eventually Dawnie had to go downstairs for a spoon so I could lever it out. Before putting it back, Dawnie made B lick it clean, a good idea – you don’t want a dirty baseball stinking up your room at night.
"I’m a bit peckish," I admitted, "let’s go down and get something to eat."
Dawnie and Will nodded as we took off our toys. Dawnie snapped her fingers and B followed us like an obedient puppy dog, albeit one that’s go a limp.
As we opened the cookie tin, Dawnie paused, "You know – I need a pee."
"Too much info Dawnie," Will laughed and I grinned.
There was a smirk on Dawnie’s face, "Oh you’ll like this. B get down on your knees."
I could see where this was going – and as was becoming very common, felt a rush of pride. I’m sure B also knew that she was about to be used as her sister’s toilet, but she obeyed without a murmur, looking up with dog-like devotion as Dawnie opened her slit.
"Open wide," ordered Dawnie
The light yellow liquid splashed out. The aim wasn’t that good, hitting B on her chin, nose and eyes – and every where but her mouth. She swivelled her head desperately trying to catch the piss as me and Will tittered.
"Oh, that’s better," Dawn said, "Buffy, lick me clean."
"Lucky it wasn’t a crap," murmured Will. I nodded and grinned – B was perfectly trained.
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