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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 gripped Buffy’s hips tightly, and slammed forwards. The largest strap-on she owned had its head against Buffy’s asshole, and it slid in with delightful ease.
Buffy bucked, crying out and pushed back, glistening with sweat. Willow slapped her ass as she thrust; Buffy shouted louder.
“More, please more, please more-”
“Beg for it,” Willow said.
It was indescribable, to see and hear her best friend doing this for her. Willow didn’t think it would ever get old.
“Come on Buffy, what would you do for me?” Willow said. “Is there anything you wouldn’t do, if it meant getting my plastic cock buried in your tight, slutty asshole again?”
“No,” Buffy whimpered.
“Good girl,” Willow said.
Ooh, it would be so fun to test that. She slammed forwards again, loving the sound of flesh slapping flesh, the toy around her hips going right to the hilt every second.
Buffy gave strained cries each time, shouts that seemed to be just as much pain as pleasure. Huh. Maybe it was a Slayer thing.
Willow’s fingertips dug into Buffy’s hips, running up and keeping her in just the right position to take it.
“What if I wanted to whore you out?” Willow said. “Share that mouth of yours, and your holes, with anyone I wanted. Would you get on your knees for someone else if I asked you to?”
“Y-yes, god yes, Willow-”
“What about Dawnie?” Willow said. “Are you enough of a slut that you’d fuck your own sister just to please me?”
Buffy’s yelling became an indistinct scream, rather than a response. At the thought, she arched her back-
Willow stopped, gripping Buffy’s hips tighter to still her, albeit with the strap-on still inside her.
“Stop,” Willow said. “Stop, Buffy, you don’t get to cum now, not until you earn it.”
Buffy slumped, face hitting the bed with her ass still up in the air. She panted, chest heaving, whimpering pitifully. It was a few seconds before Willow slapped her.
“Now then,” Willow said. “You didn’t answer me.”
“Yes,” Buffy said, so softly she might have been ashamed.
“What was that?”
“Yes,” Buffy said. “I’m such a desperate slut I’d fuck my sister if it meant you’d fuck me again. I need to cum, please-”
“Shut it,” Willow said, spanking her again. “We’re not done. Now, ooh, what if I wanted people to know?”
“Wh-what?” Buffy said.
“Let them know you’re my bitch,” Willow said. “That you want me to stretch out your ass, that you’ll do anything just so I’ll fuck you a little harder, that you want to know how your sister’s cunt tastes, that you’ll beg to be fucked like a depraved whore, because you know that’s all you are.”
Buffy flushed. It was almost amusing; even after everything she got so shy at the prospect of people finding out her dirty little secrets.
“Let’s say I ordered you over the table at a Scooby meeting,” Willow said. “Would you do it? Show your tits off to all our friends, show them how well you get fucked, how you scream, how trained your asshole is?”
“I-” Buffy whimpered. “Y-yes.”
“Yes what, slut?” Willow said.
She began to move her hips again, slowly, making Buffy gasp.
“Yes, I want you to know me off,” Buffy said. “Anything if it means I can cum. Show my friends what a whore I am, show everyone that I’m your bitch, just make me cum, please Willow, let me-”
Willow smirked, and pulled out. With a desperate whine Buffy fell forwards.
“What-” Buffy began.
“Get up,” Willow said.
“Why?” Buffy said, breathless.
She didn’t move, keeping her ass facing up.
“You’re going to keep your word,” Willow said. “No getting dressed. I want you to walk downstairs, and out the front door. Get on your knees, hands behind your back, no hiding, and wait for me.”
“People will see-”
“Good,” Willow said. “Don’t you want that? Aren’t you proud of what a little slut you’re learning to be?”
Buffy was still whimpering; Willow smacked her again.
“You’re mine, and you’ll do what I want,” Willow said, leaning over again. “Your tits,” she reached around to squeeze them for a moment, eliciting a yelp before moving her hands down, “Your pussy,” she slid two fingers through her dripping wet slit, “And your ass. If I want to fuck them, you’ll let me. If I want to show them off, you will.”
“Yes Willow,” Buffy said.
She stumbled to her feet, legs apparently weak. Willow sat back, smirking as she watched Buffy walk out of the room. Her ass really did turn a lovely shade of red.
It was about more than just fulfilling the fantasy of finally fucking her best friend now; she was laying the groundwork for later. Buffy would wake up once again outside the front door, completely naked, only this time she’d remember a rather vivid dream where she’d gone out there willingly.
Willow couldn’t be sure of what effect that would have, but it was such a fun thought.
There was the click of the front door. Willow shifted, debating how long to leave her out there. Part of her wondered how Buffy would react to someone coming by; it was late, but then again Sunnydale did have an active night life.
As far as Buffy was concerned, she was in a dream-state with all the lowered inhibitions that entailed. Would she obey Willow, kneeling there content in the feeling there couldn’t be any real consequences? Or would she take fright and hurry inside?
It was such a delicious thought, to imagine Buffy kneeling there, willingly on display. It wasn’t as though there needed to be consequences either, Willow had practised her memory spell…
That was a thought to file away. Her little Scooby meeting fantasy might not be quite so outrageous.
Willow shifted, before pushing herself up to her feet. She’d have to work on her patience; her imagination made it very hard to not want to keep going immediately.
It had been a few minutes at least. She took a detour to glance out the window, seeing Buffy obediently on her knees, her hands behind her back and her tits facing the street.
Sadly it was empty. Ah well, at least the opportunity for something else fun was presenting itself.
Willow stepped outside, strap-on still around her hips, and all at once she knelt behind Buffy, lining it up. She’d really gotten a taste for anal; it was such a degrading thing to do to the people she cared the most about.
She wound one hand in Buffy’s hair, pulling it back as she thrust inside. Buffy panted gratefully.
“Say thanks,” Willow said.
“Thank you, Willow,” Buffy gasped.
“Louder.”
“Thank you for fucking my ass!” Buffy shouted, needing remarkably little encouragement to potentially wake the street.
Oh, not that was a fun idea. Willow picked up her pace; Buffy cried out louder.
“More,” Willow said.
“Thank you for making me your fucktoy!” Buffy shouted, voice audibly straining. She screamed, and continued. “Thank you for letting people see you fuck me! Thank you for teaching me that I’m just a dirty little whore, thank you for making me yours!”
Buffy screamed again, getting close. Willow smirked, and thrust forwards again, moving with enough force to push Buffy from kneeling, to being pinned with her face to the ground, mouth open as she cried out.
“Do you want me to leave you here?” Willow said. “Where everyone can see you’re just my fucktoy, even when we’re done? Are you that desperate to cum for me that you’d let everyone see your tits?”
“Y-yes,” Buffy gasped.
“Good girl.”
Willow barely had to move again before Buffy was convulsing, shouting loud enough they could definitely expect a few neighbours to be glancing out the window, and maybe coming outside.
To say nothing of the usual crowd that wandered the streets of Sunnydale at night, who’d love a glimpse of a humiliated Slayer.
Willow kept her strap-on buried in her first friend for almost half a minute before, before breathlessly pulling back. She focused slightly, sending Buffy back to sleep and rolling her over.
She quickly ducked back inside; it wouldn’t do to be seen. Far better to leave Buffy where she was, now rolled onto her back with her holes and chest visible.
Willow was a few steps inside when she sighed, and reluctantly weakened the spell, leaving Buffy in a deep, but normal, sleep. As fun as the thought was of Buffy being helpless out there, Dawn would probably be much less fun to play with if her sister went missing.
Too much, and Buffy would wake up. Then again, being left outside like that guaranteed her a good groping at the very least, and people would still get away with a bit before Buffy woke.
And to think, Buffy had begged her for it.
*
By the time Willow awoke, there had been no frantic knocking at the door. Amused, Willow got up, wandering over to the window.
The street wasn’t busy, but there were certainly more people than usual there. She glimpsed camera phones, and several people getting rather close to the house; unfortunately too close for her to get a clear view of what they were doing to Buffy.
She expected it was just posing with her, and maybe the occasional touch. It was fun to imagine; she’d have to see if she could track down any of those photos.
But it was about the time for the morning to start. Willow focused-
There was a loud scream, and suddenly the crowd was scattering. Willow bit back a laugh, biting her lip at the sudden pounding on the door.
She moved-
Then stopped, smirking. Well, she wasn’t the only person in the house. Dawnie deserved an eyeful of her sister.
Moving back into her room, Willow opened the door to the hallway a crack, watching a bleary-eyed Dawn get up. Willow watched her wander out of view, bit her lip again at a sudden squeak and the slamming of a door, and pulled back as a very red and very naked Buffy hurried to her room.
Then Willow walked back to bed, idly casting the sleeping spell on Buffy again. She had a feeling she wouldn’t want to be interrupted while-
Dawn knocked at her door.
“Um, hi?” Dawn said. “You said I should come to you if I was having… thoughts, and something just made me…”
Willow tapped the space on the bed next to her, smiling sweetly.
“Tell me all about it, Dawnie.”
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