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Dawn's Perfect Little Slayer	By : ToughLove Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Dawn/Faith Views: 38745 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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.

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9.
The midnight-maned Slayer hit her knees the moment her mistress entered the lounge wearing a white towelled dressing gown. “Good girl,” Dawn purred. “Very respectful.” Adoration filled the Slayer’s gypsy brown eyes as the teen languidly unfastened and opened her robe, shrugging it off so it fell to the ground, leaving her resplendent in her naked glory, the flesh of her recently showered body still gleaming. “I’ve got quite a play day planned for us, but first.” Dawn knelt on all fours on the coffee table and shot a grin over her shoulder at her kneeling slut. “I want your mouth on my ass, and your fingers in my pussy.”

“Yes Ms. Summers!” Faith let out an enthused yelp as she crawled across the carpet and into position behind her mistress, hands grasping a hold of the younger girl’s curved, alabaster hips, fingers deferentially dancing over the flawless flesh.
“Oh yes, yes, yes.” Dawn threw her head and moaned, eyes squeezed shut as her bitch gently massaged her. The sultry brunette lowered her head, Dawn shivering with delight when the dark-eyed slave’s rosy lips brushed teasingly against her ass. “That’s right,” she muttered. “My special, good girl.” Pride surged through Faith as she continued massaging and kissing her top’s curved rear, lips and tongue dancing all over the teen’s unblemished tushy, tasting her just-showered taste and the flavour of her shower gel, Dawn’s scent filling her nostrils. “Oooooh, you little tease,” Dawn let out a breathless moan when Faith’s perfect teeth nipped tantalisingly at her ass.
The sexy Slayer’s heart thundered as she slid her hands up to grip her mistress’ perfect ass, spreading her buttocks to reveal the rosy flower of her anus. The curvy Bostonian lowered her head, dark locks falling over her face as she began feasting on the flowers of the younger girl’s bunghole. “Yeah, that’s right,” Dawn moaned and squirmed as the Slayer’s tongue slithered between her buns, tenderly easing her tongue up and down her ass crevice, slathering her ass in wetness. “Ohhhh,” Dawn’s back arched as the Slayer rubbed a pair of fingers up and down the teen’s neatly-shaven crotch, finishing with a tweak of her clit. “Deeper, deeper.” Dawn’s tits jiggled delectably as the teen twitched and trembled.
Dawn’s request was met with instant obedience, Faith’s tongue driving into the teen’s rear. “Ohhh,” Dawn’s knuckles whitened as she gripped onto the table she was knelt on, the teen shaking and squirming as Faith eased a pair of fingers inside her, the ingénue squeezing hard around the invading fingers. “Yes, yes!” The Slayer pressed her gorgeous features into the teen’s trembling tushy, the busty Bostonian tongue-fucking her mistress’ ass as her fingers twisted in and out of her cunny, her other hand reaching around to pinch and tug on the teen’s excitement-engorging pleasure button. “Oooooooooh,” Dawn let out a long groan, “you’re sooooooooooo good at this!” Suddenly the teen reached back, her hand slapping down hard on her bitch’s head, pushing her still deeper into her mistress’ dancing tushy. Faith took the unspoken hint for what it was, the Slayer’s tongue thrusting faster and faster into her mistress’ vibrating bunghole while simultaneously upping the fingers in her girl-friend’s fuckhole to four, and twisting on Dawn’s clit like she was turning a dimmer switch.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” Dawn let out a strangled scream, the teen temptress’ back arching as she came, juices gushing to cover the Slayer’s fingers while her own fingers dug into the eating Slayer’s skull. “AHHHHHH!”   The teen’s breathless squeals filled the air as she screamed her pleasure.   “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!” And then Dawn released her grip on Faith’s head and turned over to lie on her back, slumping down with a contented sigh as the Slayer pulled her fingers out of her crotch and buried her face in the teen’s crotch, munching happily away at Dawn’s leaking cunny.
“Oh darling,” Dawn let out a happy moan as she ran her fingers through the Slayer’s rich locks. “The day I have planned for you, we’re going to get seriously kinky today, sweetie.”
Faith grinned as she raised her creamed-covered features out of the teen’s soaked snatch. “That’s what I like to hear, Ms. Summers.”
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As they pulled into the hypermarket’s parking lot, Dawn turned to Faith and beamed, the Slayer having dressed in a cut out sides halter mini dress with a plunging neckline that ended just over her rear. The dress had heart shaped buttons, a frill trilled head piece, and a satin apron with lace lining. “You look divine honey.”
Faith preened slightly. “Thank you, Ms. Summers.”
“However, your costume is missing something.” Dawn smiled. “Lift up your skirt and pull those panties down, cutie.” Dawn smiled as she obeyed, reaching into her purse to pull out a clit stimulator on a belt. Dawn expertly fixed the belt into position, her breath hot on the Slayer’s satin skin as she nuzzled Faith’s neck. “While you’re shopping I’ll be just behind you, enjoying every minute and with the controller, controlling you, so remember the script and the shopping list, okay?” Dawn beamed at Faith’s nod. “Good girl.”
Eyes were inevitably drawn to the fetish-costumed hottie as she slinked her way into the vast shopping centre. First stop was the hardware outlet to the left of the entrance. “Hello sir,” Faith beamed at the outlet’s portly manager, his leering eyes travelling up and down her scantily-dressed body and lingering at cleavage level. “My girl-friend, huuuh,” Faith’s eyes crossed as a smirking Dawn suddenly turned the stimulator on, pleasure pulsing through her crotch.
“What do you want honey?” the lecherous shop manager queried.
Faith forced herself to focus on the task before her and not the stimulation twitching through her twat. “My girl-friend wants to experiment with tying me up so I need some rope. She’s also thinking of introducing candles to our sex life, so I need some of them too.”
“Why anyone would wanna pour hot wax on that perfect body, I have no idea.”
“Thank you sir!” Faith beamed. “I’d also like some batteries for our vast collection of sexxxxxxxxxxx,” Faith’s speech turned to a gasp when her watching girl-friend suddenly turned the stimulator up to the medium setting then just as suddenly turned it back down, “sex toys.”
“Sex toys, huh?” The fat man licked his lips. “Then let’s get what you need.”
Soon Faith was pushing her trolley out of the hardware outlet and across to the outlet to the shop’s right, a pet store. “Uhhhh.” The sultry Slayer’s long legs almost buckled beneath her when her following mistress laughingly briefly turned the stimulator all the way up to the top, then back down again. “Feels, so good.” Faith panted.
A weedy high-schooler hurried over to her the moment she entered the pet store, glasses misting up at the molten hotness before him. “Hello miss, how can I help you?”
“Hi!” Faith beamed at the kid as she looked around the pet store. Every type of pet was caged there, together with their foods and toys, the air filled with their varying noises and smells. “I gotta bunch of stuff to buy sir,” Faith fluttered her eyelashes demurely. “Would you helpppppppp,” Faith’s eyes rolled back, a sudden pulsing through her crotch involuntarily dragging her up onto her tiptoes, muscled calves flexing. And then Dawn turned the stimulator back down again. “Would you please help me, sir.”
“Sure,” the boy was practically drooling. “What do you want?”

“Sometimes my girl likes to play fetch with her bitch.” Dawn let out a giggle behind her. “So I need a plastic bone. I also need a collar, one of the studded ones, and a leash, and a bowl for when I’m a naughty girl and don’t deserve to sit at the table and eat with her.”

“Okay,” the kid couldn’t believe his luck as he picked up a red plastic bone. “How about that one?”
“That’s very nice, but are there ones that are more realistic? That look like actual bones?”
“Yeah sure,” the boy pulled out a bleached white plastic bone.
Faith clapped excitedly. “Perfect sir!” Her eyes crossed briefly and breath shortened as Dawn turned the stimulator up a couple of notches and left it there. Faith’s nipples hardened as she noticed the boy’s gaze drawn to the brunette beauty’s rapidly rising chest, but in a few seconds she managed to get herself under control. “What about the collar and leads?”
“Huh,” the boy licked his lips. “They’re over here.”

“Wicked!” Faith tried one with a blank name plate on. “Does that look good, sir?”
The boy nodded and gulped. “Oh yes.”
“Thanks for your help, sirrrrrrrr.” Faith gulped, oxygen briefly becoming a problem when her mistress once again turned the stimulator all the way up to the top and then back down again, every muscle in her bare legs flexing mightily. “Just pass me one of those steel bowls and we’re done.”
Faith’s next stop was the tile-floored pharmacy, the golden ceiling light illuminating its shelves filled with a combination of medicines, cosmetics, and toiletries. “Mercy me,” the black woman stood behind the counter was a couple inches short of six foot and a few pounds under two hundred pounds, her obese frame coated in a white chemist’s coat. “What are you wearing honey?”
Faith smiled as she skipped up to the counter of the deserted chemist’s. “Hi ma’am, my girl-friend sent me to pick up some items, maybe you could help me?”
The black woman shook her head and let out a hearty chuckle. “If you don’t just see the darnest things here. What do you want, honey?”

“Thank you, ma’am.” The dark-eyed lovely beamed at the helpful woman. “I need some Vaseline for when my girl-friend ass-fucks me. Some adult diapers,” Faith giggled, “sometimes I get too excited and go pee pee. Some bright red lipstick for my girl-friend to write all over me.”
The woman’s eyes roamed up and down the young beauty. “And what things does she write on you, girl?”

“Naughty names like ‘slut’ or instructions like ‘spank me’ on my ass or ‘grab me’ on my tits,” Faith replied. “She’s already got me tattooed ‘bimbo’ on either side and her name on my ass. I’d like red lipstick please, that really stands out on my flesh best.”
“Damn,” the black woman shook her head, “you’re a wild one aren’t you?”
“Oooooh!” Faith gasped as her mischievous mistress turned the stimulator up all the way to max, arousal racing through her crotch.

“Girl!” The box-shaped black woman placed her hands on her hips as she peered down at the nubile beauty gyrating before her. “What is wrong with you?”

Oh crap, the sexy Slayer’s cheeks coloured as she remembered something mistress had told her just before reaching the store entrance. If anyone asked why she was making such noises, she had to tell them. “Like I said, I’m a bitch and before I came in here,” Faith lifted her skirt up and pulled her panties away from her creaming crotch so that the older woman could peer in, “my mistress fitted me with a stimulator that she controlsssssss,” Faith squirmed helplessly when her mistress turned it back up to maximum again, nether lips twitching as the black woman watched.
“Oh mercy,” the chemist shook her head.   “You’re a kinky little slut aren’t you?”
“Yes ma’am,” Faith managed a nod when Dawn turned the controller down and Faith rearranged her skimpy outfit. “But my mistress takes real good care of me.”
“Well let’s get you what you need so you can get outta here, girl.” The chemist shook her head before shuffling off through the store.
“Thank you, ma’am.”
Once the chemist had given her what she needed, Faith made her way over to the fresh produce section where she was met by a blonde cheer-leader type with golden curls and dimples deep enough to fall in. “Oh my god!” the girl sniffed. “What are you wearing?”
“My girl-friend picked it out,” Faith replied. “I think I look hot.”
“Well yeah, but slutty hot.” The teen giggled then turned serious. “What do you want?”
Faith beamed at the question. “My girl-friend wants to try some fruits and vegetables she can fuck my ass and pussy with.”
“You’re jok-.” The teen’s eyes widened when the stimulator kicked in on full max, almost doubling the suddenly moaning Slayer up. “What’s wrong?”

Faith grimaced as Dawn turned the stimulator back down, allowing her to straighten. “My girl-friend fitted me with this,” Faith lifted her skirt up and pulled her panties slightly down, revealing the clit stimulator fastened to her pleasure button.
The girl licked her lips at the sight of Faith’s bared pussy then unexpectedly grabbed her hand. “I’ve always been curious, come with me,” the girl muttered before dragging Faith down a shadowy passageway and stopping by some wooden crates. “Bend over them.”
Faith opened her mouth to protest her man-handling then relaxed when she spied her mistress watching from the corridor's entrance. If Ms. Summers didn’t want this to go down, she’d have said. “Yes miss.” Faith obeyed, bending over the stacked crates, pressing her torso into the wooden packaging, spreading her legs to shoulder-width apart, and pushing her barely covered ass back and up.
“Good girl, I’ve always wanted to experiment, but didn’t want the sort of reputation well a girl like you has probably got,” muttered the teen as she lifted the Slayer’s skirt over her perfect, tight ass. “Nice butt,” she continued as she hooked a finger in the waistband of the tamed Bostonian’s lacy panties, and pulled them down to her spread knees. “Now let’s have a look at your pussy.”
"Huhhh." Faith whinnied happily as the teen crouched behind her and expertly spread her fleshy labia for inspection.
"Oh wow, look at these piercings!"
Faith's back arched as the underage cheerleader began tentatively tugging on the sexy Slayer's labia piercings, pleasure rippling through her. "Uhhhh," Faith whimpered. “Feels so good.” The dark-eyed brunette's back arched as the experimenting teen eased a finger inside her, the once wild child’s pussy gulping the digit down and squeezing hard around it.
"God," the teen whispered. "You're so tight."
"Yes," Faith murmured dreamily as the teen twisted her finger around inside her then waggled it around, stretching her. "I can take as many fingers as you want, miss," the house-broken Slayer slavishly offered. “Uhhhh.” Her hips bucked as her teasing mistress turned the clit up, arousal heating her blood as the teen massaged the Slayer's naked ass with one hand, occasionally lightly spanking her, while working her pussy-enclosed finger back and forth. “Niceeee.”
"Feel good?" the teen whispered.
"Yes, yes, " Faith croaked then moaned as the girl paused her fingering in favour of returning to tugging on her labia rings while continuing the Slayer's thorough ass-massaging. "Ooooh, please."
"How does this feel?"
"Uhhh!" Faith panted happily when the young teen behind her ran her tongue slowly up and down her leaking pussy. “Yes, yes,” she pushed her hips back temptingly. “Use me!”
“God!” the teen gasped. “You taste so good!”
“Thank you miss,” Faith panted as the teen began rubbing her fingers up and down between the Slayer's spread legs, her excited juices dripping out between the girl's fingers. "Yes, yes, yes."
Spurred on by the sultry Slayer's strangled squeals and pleas for more, the store worker began rubbing harder and harder at the bitch's ringed labia. Faith squirmed happily on the crates she was bent over then gasped as the teen’s tongue began lapping at her cunny again. “God, I can’t get enough of your taste.”
"Uhhhh!!" The dark eyed beauty's lithely-muscled back arched as the younger girl jammed a pair of fingers into her cunny and began thrusting them in and out, faster and faster. The Slayer's silken hips thrust back to meet the probing fingers as her cunny clenched around them, dripping juices onto the floor.
The girl’s fingers pulled out again. “Oh god,” Faith squirmed happily as the teen began licking up and down her dripping pussy, hungrily devouring her cunt juices, “I can’t let that gorgeous fluid go to waste.” Her tongue slid up and down Faith’s quivering nether lips, Faith’s tasty juices falling into her mouth. “This is divine!”
Then just as suddenly the teen’s fingers were back inside her, thrusting in and out, twisting around as they stabbed against her g-spot. "Uhhhh!" Faith squealed as suddenly the stimulator fixed to her pleasure button hit maximum again. Her senses overloading from a barrage of stimulus, Faith threw her head back and wailed. "OOOOOOOH! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Juices gushed out between her shaking legs, the teen behind her adding a third finger and going at her still faster, drawing out the slut's climax. "YEAHHHH!"
And then it was over, Faith sinking limply down on the crates, high cheeks flushing in mortification as she belatedly realised she'd just been finger-fucked to climax by

an underage cheerleader. But it had been one hell of a climax.
After a couple of final thrusts, the girl pulled her fingers out, then knelt behind her for a couple of final licks of the Slayer’s leaking pussy. "Get your panties up, you've got some shopping to do."
"Yes ma'am."
“Hey girl,” the pock-faced, moustached Latino at the ice-cream counter leaned over to peer down her top then reluctantly look into her dark eyes as Faith arrived in the dairy section, “and how can I help your pretty self?”

“Hi sir,” Faith brightly greeted. “My girl-friend said she’d like to try eating ice cream off my hot naked body. What flavours would you recommend?”
“Damn, any flavour would taste nice off that body.” The man licked his lips. “But my favourites are strawberry-.”
“Uhhhh,” Faith moaned as her watching girl-friend turned the stimulator’s dial up to just a couple of notches short of maximum, long legs shaking as the sultry Slayer’s eyes rolled back in her head, and full lips parted in an ‘o’.
“You okay girl?”
“Yes sir,” Faith nodded weakly as Dawn turned the stimulator back down. “Sorry for the interruption.”
“That’s okay honey, watching you jiggle like that just ‘bout my day.” The Latino flashed his gold-capped teeth at her before continuing. “Like I said, my favourite flavours are strawberry, mint chocolate chip, and rocky road.”

“Then I’ll take a tub of each, thank you sir!” Faith beamed.
More and more eyes fixated on the skimpy dressed Slayer as she pushed her filled trolley over to the nearest till queue, waiting in line with the more conservatively dressed people. The sound of ringing tills and disapproving whispers filled Faith’s ears as she stood in line.
And then Dawn turned the clit stimulator up to max. “Ahhh,” Faith bit her bottom lip, aroused sweat springing up on her forehead as the young beauty struggled vainly against her pleasure. “Ahhhh, ooooh.” The dark-eyed lovely began twitching as if dipped in itching power. “Ohhhh, gahhhh.” Faith’s breath came in slow strangled spurts as Dawn mercilessly kept up the pressure, giving her no respite from the throbbing between her legs. Everyone in the queue turned to the wriggling sexpot, the men in arousal and amusement, the women in utter disdain.   “Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
“Uhhhh, ahhh, gaaaaa.” Faith began to bounce up and down on the spot as her arousal grew, her uncontrolled, yet erotic jiggling growing yet more eyes. “Good, good,” Faith panted, the sweat spreading from her forehead to cover her entire curvy body. And then it hit her, crashing over her like a tsunami, wave after wave of pleasure soaking her. “Yes, yes, yes!” Creaming juices spurting out of her trembling twat lips to soak her inner thighs, her legs buckling beneath her to send her crashing to the ground.
“GOOOD! GOOD!” Faith writhed helplessly as her pleasure continued to crash through and over her. “AHHHHH!” The fetish-dressed beauty was nothing but its slave, utterly under the stimulator’s and by extension her mistress’, relentless control. “OH FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!” The entire now hushed store echoed to her strangled screams and aroused moans. “SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!”
And then the blessed relief of nothing, her mistress finally taking mercy on her and turning the stimulator off. Faith panted and wheezed for air, cheeks colouring as she suddenly registered the crowd surrounding her. And then Dawn was there, the young beauty having pushing her way through. “Faith,” Dawn tutted. “I can’t take you anywhere. Get up.”
“Yes Ms. Summers,” Faith jumped up. “Sorry Ms. Summers.”
Dawn leaned in and gave her a gentle slap to the ass. “You did great sweetie,” she whispered. “Now let’s get these items bought so we go on to our next date, and I’ve got a great costume for you to change into.”
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Dawn was totally rocking the librarian look with her mane up in a bun, sexy specs, and black, sombre trouser suit. For her part Faith was clad only on in a Catholic schoolgirl outfit of black and white checked neck tie, matching bra top that pushed her ample boobs up and a matching pleated skirt that barely covered her high behind. Her outfit was completed by matching hair ribbon bows and mid-thigh length white silk stockings.
All told, the librarian and the school-girl gained a lot of looks and fair few murmurs from the students scattered throughout the academic library, many stopping their studies to gawk and openly point and snigger at the duo as they made their way through the stacks and to the tables at the back. The teen sat down at the table nearest the back wall, a primly disapproving expression on her face. “Faith, you’ve been a very naughty girl. Now I happen to have forgotten your paddle, so I want you to go into the library and find a nice thick leather-bound book I can spank your behind with.”
“Yes Ms. Summers,” the beautiful Slayer skipped into the stacks, past groups of giggling students, dark eyes searching the stacks. The scantily-dressed Slayer stopped at a shelf of reference books. “Perfect!” Faith clapped her hands together excitedly as she pulled out a thick A4 sized atlas.   “This will be perfect.” A beam illuminated the curvy Bostonian as she made her way back to her mistress.
“Good girl.” Dawn gushed as she took the book off Faith and held it in a two-handed grip, and tried a couple of experimental swings, the hefty book swishing through the air. “This is perfect, sweetie. Now,” the teen tapped the book on her lap, “get across my knee.”
Mutters rang through the nearest students as Faith slid across her mistress’ lap, tits almost falling out of her top as her belly pressed against the younger girl’s knees, and hips tilted up so that her ass was upraised and offered for punishment, long legs spread so that the teen had access to her pussy should she desire it. “Very obedient,” Dawn muttered as the teen flipped her skirt up so that her slave’s perfect ass was exposed.
Faith panted eagerly as she awaited her mistress’ punishment. Dawn raised her arm back and then brought it down. CRACK! The Slayer’s butt jumped as the book crashed into it, the sound of the collision shattering the library’s hushed silence. “Yes!” Faith squealed as Dawn brought her arm back and swung it down on the naked, perfect flesh. CRACK!

“Oh my god!” Faith heard the awed squeal of a near-by student, the chubby girl dropping all pretence at studying to hurry over to watch the sex show close up. “I can’t believe I’m seeing this!”
Dawn let out a giggle as the bulky atlas went back and brought it back down, the Slayer’s ass juddering as the blow impacted with her rounded cheeks. CRACK!

Faith squirmed joyfully as a heat gradually grew in her firm butt, happier, more content than she’d ever been. CRACK! Faith’s ass jumped as her mistress laid the atlas across both cheeks, turning her flesh from a golden brown to a glowing red.

“Oh my god!” Student after student joined the crowd surrounding the on-going depravity, many taking photos on their cells.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The teen snapped off a quick succession of blows, the Slayer’s rounded buns hadn’t stopped bouncing before the teen crashed another blow home. “Yes, yes, yes!” Faith squealed happily, back arching as she squirmed sexily on her mistress’ lap, the watching students laughing, clapping, and cheering at her happy submission. “More! More! More!”
WHACK! WHACK! SNAP! SNAP! Faith didn’t have to wait long to have her request answered, her mistress more than happy to acquiesce, the book swinging back and forth, impacting on the Slayer’s reddening cheeks, excited moisture now dripping from her exposed pussy.
“Oh my god!” squeaked a scrawny, pimply-faced kid. “Look at her cunt, the dirty bitch is getting off on it!”
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Faith squealed and wailed as her mistress laid the blows in, arousal at serving her mistress and being on show thrashing through her, excitement growing with every landed blow. SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! The book crashed against the underside of her pert ass, Faith’s breath shortening as she shook with arousal, her climax racing towards her.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Now Dawn stopped swinging from left to right, instead lifting the book over head and bringing it down. The change of motion meant the teen could get yet more momentum behind the blows, Faith’s ass quivering erotically under every blow. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! “Uhhh! Uhhh!” Faith grunted, sweat pouring off her as Dawn really laid the blows in on her exposed ass.
“Young ladies!” A middle-aged librarian pushed his way through the growing crowd, outrage written across his fat, flushed face. “I don’t know what you think you’re doing, or where you think you are, but this is a library not a brothel, get out!”
“Come on Faith,” Dawn let out a disdainful sniff. “This place is far too boring for us anyway.” Once they’d reached the car, Dawn turned to her. “Are you having fun, Faithie!”
“Oh yes Ms. Summers,” Faith leaned into her girl-friend as Dawn drove through Houston. “This is great!”
Dawn giggled. “Just wait until tonight!”
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