Willow's Way Ch. 02

"If we had a safe place to do it, I'd pound your ass so fucking hard you wouldn't be able to walk for a week," Willow said, loving the chance to talk so nasty... imagining she was a true dominant Mistress like in the stories she often read online.

Faith grabbed her hand and pulled her into the library, which was now deserted once the others had started their patrols. Faith led her to an aisle between two rows of books that no one ever read, and began pulling down her jeans.

"Right here?" Willow asked, excited yet trepidatious.

"Just strap it on and slam it into me," Faith said. "I imagine I'm still so fucking gaped wide open, it'll slide in with ease."

"But some of the others could come back," Willow said indecisively, as Faith bent over and blatantly offered up her asshole, spreading her cheeks wide.

"Please hurry up, I need Willow Rosenberg's dick in my asshole right now," Faith begged.

Willow was surprised Faith even knew her last name, and as she admired the still gaped, albeit now slightly smaller asshole, her lust began to consume her, and her dominant side took control. "Fine, you dirty ass slut. You want to get ass fucked like a bitch in heat? I'll ass fuck you."

Willow pulled the strap-on out of her bag, quickly put it on, placed her hands on Faith's hips, and slammed the cock roughly into her pet.

"Oh yes, you nasty butt fucker," Faith moaned. "Butt fuck me, butt fuck me hard."

"Only a real ass slut would bend over in a public building and take it in the ass so easily," Willow said, pounding the backdoor as fast as she could.

"Oh fuck, harder bitch, fuck my ass harder," Faith moaned, the pleasure instantly building inside her, as her asshole was invaded.

"Take it all, slut," Willow groaned, a fresh rush of adrenaline taking control and consuming her, as she watched her cock slide in and out of Faith's amazingly gorgeous ass.

"Oh yes, please don't stop, you dominant nerd," Faith demanded, the pleasure cocooning her within sensations of intense fire.

"Not till you come like the cheap bimbo ass slut you are," Willow agreed, really reaming that asshole.

"Oh, God, fuck," Faith moaned, as an orgasm built inside her.

"Did Zander fuck you like this?" Willow asked, allowing a little anger to fuel the fire of this anal destruction.

"What?" Faith moaned, surprised by Willow's words.

"I saw you riding him this afternoon," Willow said.

"Oh? Did that make you jealous?" Faith asked, knowing Willow had a crush on Zander... it was obvious, even though she'd been dating Oz. This knowledge could be her way to perhaps get some power back in this one-sided relationship.

"What it did was make me think you're a whore," Willow answered, really bucking her hips into the bitch.

"Then teach your whore a lesson," Faith suggested hopefully, as she braced her hands against the bookshelves on either side of them to balance herself, and the nerd really gave it to her.

"It's quiet out there, way too quiet," Zander said, entering the library.

Willow covered Faith's mouth and froze, with her cock deep inside of her.

"Yes, it must be the calm before the storm," Buffy replied.

Faith was frustrated as yet again, just as her orgasm was imminent, someone had put a halt to it. She was silent, but she thrust her hips back in a plea for Willow to resume fucking her.

Willow squeezed Faith to hold her still, and quietly shushed her.

"And didn't you think Willow was acting oddly?"

"A little," Buffy agreed. "It was odd that Faith and Willow were hanging out together at all. Is that something they do sometimes?"

"Never," Zander said, as he unknowingly approached the two conjoined girls.

Willow, thinking quickly, pulled some powder out of her bag, scattered it on the floor around the two of them, and whispered an incantation. She then whispered in Faith's ear from only an inch away, "Be perfectly silent. He can't see us now, but he'll still be able to hear any noise we make."

"It would be wonderful if the two of them started getting along," Buffy wished, as Zander drifted closer.

"Not a sound," Willow cautioned almost perfectly soundlessly, as she slid the cock back inside her slut's asshole, the spell she'd just cast pretty narrow in diameter, since it had been so rushed.

"Ooooh," Faith moaned involuntarily.

Buffy said, "Let's get back out there. I've gotten what I needed."

"Okay," Zander said, halting his advance just a dozen feet away from where Willow had her cock buried deep inside Faith's asshole. "We should find Willow and check on her, make sure Faith isn't manipulating her in some way."

Zander left, Buffy left, and Willow gasped out a sigh. "That was way too close."

"Yeah, but it's safe now. Fuck me," Faith demanded.

"We mustn't," Willow refused, pulling out. "They're out there looking for us."

"I don't care," Faith said.

"Be a good bitch for me, and we'll continue this later," Willow promised, giving Faith's ass a resounding slap!

"Fine," Faith agreed tersely, "but our friends are really beginning to piss me off."

"They're trying to save the world," Willow pointed out, trying to find a discreet way to keep wearing the strap-on under her skirt. This was the one time jeans would have been helpful. She pushed it up under her sweater and asked, "Can you tell it's there?"

Faith looked as she reluctantly pulled up her jeans, her ass feeling so empty, her pussy so wet, "A little."

Willow did a similar incantation to before, this one just for an object, and asked, "Now?"

"Nope, you're good."

"Good," Willow said, "because I'm tapping that ass later on. For my own pleasure as much as yours."

"You'd better do more than tap it," Faith said, moving close to her.

"I'll tear it in two for you," Willow smirked, before leaning forward and kissing her again.

Faith was confused by the conflicting emotions from soon getting her ass torn in two, and the intimate kiss right now.

"Now let's go on patrol, my faithful sidekick slut," Willow ordered, slapping Faith's ass again.

"You're enjoying this power trip a little too much," Faith warned, following the nerd out of the library.

"Not as much as you're enjoying getting your shit hole plowed by someone more dominant than you are," Willow said wickedly, before they returned to patrolling the hallowed hallways of the school.

"You'd just better finish what you started," Faith said, as they resumed their dutiful rounds.

"Not to worry, this night isn't ending before you've come from my dick in your asshole, and you've munched my pussy until I've come all over your pretty face," Willow promised, her pussy also on fire.

"I'm not doing any more pussy eating," Faith said, not wishing to be such a submissive lesbo slut anymore.

Ohhh, you will be munching my twat... until I come all over your face," Willow promised just as Zander, now by himself, turned the corner.

Zander said, a little relieved, "There you two are."

"Where else would we be?" Faith asked, walking a little awkwardly and trying to regain her swagger.

"What happened to you?" Zander asked, noticing they were both rather red-faced.

"What do you mean?" Faith asked.

"You're walking funny," Zander said.

Willow quipped, "it's probably because she has a stick shoved up her ass, like she always does."

"Says the most boring rule follower in the world," Faith countered, pretending to be the same bitch around Willow she'd always been.

"Oh, I break some rules," Willow replied in a tone that Faith understood, but which confused Zander.

"Sure you do," Faith challenged, enjoying this banter Zander would be oblivious to.

"Want to patrol with me for a bit, Faith?" Zander invited, hoping maybe they could fuck again. It was weird that it had happened in the first place, and now it was weird that she was acting as if it hadn't.

"No, I'm getting to know Willow better," Faith refused him. Zander was no longer even remotely interesting to her after the pleasure Willow was giving her... and being with Zander again would be literally anti-climactic.

"Yeah, let us girls do our thing," Willow said.

"Your thing?" Zander asked, disappointed that Faith was giving him the complete cold shoulder, just hours after she'd astounded him mid-conversation by suddenly leaping to her feet, tearing off her clothes, demanded he do the same, and then forcefully fucking him. He'd been delighted at the time, but now he was just confused.

Giles joined them, also alone, and ordered, "Zander, come this way with me; you two ladies go the other way."

"Sure," Willow agreed.

Zander gave Willow a look and Faith one as well, before compliantly following Giles.

Once they were alone again, Willow asked, rather sarcastically, "You sure you don't want to fuck Zander?"

"We both know that you do," Faith shot right back, feeling a bit of her mojo coming back with that witty retort, and from the way Zander had just been drooling over her.

"Not anymore! I'd far rather fuck my slayer slut's asshole day and night," Willow replied, her interest for Zander having stopped very abruptly as if he were a cold shower... even as her libido heated up for Faith.

"Do me right here, then," Faith called her on her druthers.

"Yeah, I'll just bend you over against these lockers and ream your asshole," Willow said sarcastically.

Faith, ignoring the sarcasm, began unbuttoning her jeans.

"I was kidding," Willow said.

"I wasn't," Faith said, continuing to undo her jeans. "Just use that spell thingy again."

"The cloaking spell?" Willow asked.

"No, some other redundant spell that won't hide us at all, so you can bury your cock up my asshole while a crowd gathers to watch," Faith replied sarcastically.

"Be good," Willow said, "Or that ass remains empty for the rest of the night."

"Please just use the spell," Faith wheedled. "I really need your cock back inside me."

"You're so insatiable," Willow complained, but thought that doing a cloaking spell so they could do it right here in the hallway would be pretty hot, and she did want to fuck that ass again; Faith wasn't the only one who was horny. She pulled out some more powder, tossed it more thoroughly around the two of them to give them more space this time, and repeated the incantation.

"Can you fuck me now?" Faith asked impatiently, like a kid being told to wait before sticking her hand in the cookie jar.

"Yes, yes, you've talked me into it," Willow agreed, as she pulled the cock back out, still invisible.

"Just slam it in there," Faith demanded, "it's all pre-stretched for you," desperately wanting and needing that cock back, buried deep in her shit hole, so she braced her hands against the lockers and bent over.

"But we mustn't be at all loud," Willow cautioned, as she positioned the invisible cock back at Faith's well-gaped hole." The spell keeps us invisible, but it doesn't keep us silent."

"I'll try," Faith said, knowing that she usually got very vocal during sex.

"Just pretend you're a mime, while you enjoy this cock in your shit hole," Willow suggested, as she slid the cock easily inside the widely gaped asshole.

"Oh yes Willow, I fucking love whenever you treat me like your bimbo slut," Faith moaned, unable to understand why she loved this so much... it didn't make any sense. She was accustomed to being the fucker, not the fuckee... but there was something so satisfying about just letting go and allowing someone else to take control of everything. Just so liberating to be a slave, even though at face value that made no apparent sense at all. Until now, her life had always been either about being in charge or pretending to be in charge... but this alternative was completely relaxing mentally and physically, which sounded crazy oxymoronic as she was getting ass fucked, but right now her mind could go blank and she could just know she was safe and protected, and could allow herself to be completely at the mercy of the pleasurable whims of this surprisingly gifted nerd of a Mistress.

Willow loved the sight of this strong-willed slayer finally behaving like a complete anal submissive slut... it was like the best magical spell she'd ever created, except she hadn't actually created anything. It was as if she were just a doppelgänger of herself, except she wasn't. What was going on was that a very real side of herself she'd hidden away for her entire life was finally coming out to play, and now that it had been freed, she was going to play indeed. "You'd better get used to this," Willow whispered to her pet as she slowly ass fucked her. "This cock, or larger ones, will be deep inside this asshole quite regularly from now on."

Faith wanted to remind Willow once again about this being a one-night thing. Like fucking Zander and moving on, she got bored very quickly, and she almost never fucked anyone twice... truth was the conquest and the slaying of a virgin ass was the rush, never anything ongoing... although she did secretly worry that this time might be different. This... relationship or whatever it was... had been going on for more than a couple of hours now... and all the other times once she came she was done, and then she couldn't wait for the guy or girl to leave... for her, sex was an exchange of only sensations, without any real emotion... but again, this thing with Willow was different... this time she was feeling something... and she continued feelings things... which scared her. She loved it, but she hated it. She was completely confused by the turbulent emotions inside her that were being provoked by the fucking. No, not by the fucking exactly, but rather by the being fucked. And also by the humiliation. And the being dominated. And the kissing.

"I can't think about the future right now, just fuck me," Faith moaned, not feeling ready to agree to any commitment at all. She knew... well, she was pretty sure... that by tomorrow she'd be over this submission thing and back on top... pun intended.

"You don't need to think about it pet, it's a done deal. All you need to understand is that you're my bitch now," Willow asserted herself, and she pulled painfully on Faith's hair as she continued fucking her.

"For tonight, but tomorrow I plan to return the favour," she moaned, her body again betraying her.

"You will," Willow said.

"I know I will," Faith agreed, thinking Willow was beginning to understand the temporary reality of this upside down hierarchy.

"And in addition to fucking your ass or pussy when I want, you'll also be eating my cunt whenever I need a dumb bimbo to get me off," Willow said wickedly, clarifying what she'd just meant, and retaining a strong grip on her control.

"I don't eat pussy," Faith said like she had before, even though now that wasn't entirely true, since she'd already eaten Willow's pussy tonight, and had immensely enjoyed not only the act of doing it, but also the taste.

"Says the slut who was having the time of her life between my legs an hour ago," Willow smirked, as she gave her three rough, deep thrusts.

"You mother fucker," Faith screamed.

"Sssssshuussssshhhhh!" Willow reminded her. "And it's 'slayer ass fucker'."

"Fine, whatever, just keep fucking my ass," Faith begged, the pleasure again rising inside her, and desperate to come following her not once, but twice, being shut down cold turkey.

"Admit you love being my slut," Willow ordered.

"I love being your slut," Faith agreed, as right now she'd agree to anything to come again.

"I'm Willow's slut," Willow elaborated. Three rough slams.

"Yes, yes, I'm Willow's slut," Faith moaned, the rougher the fucking, the more intense the pleasure. "Just keep reaming my shit hole, and I'll be your completely obedient slayer slut."

"Because I own this asshole," Willow said, bucking her hips faster into her slayer slut.

"Fuck yes, you own my asshole," Faith moaned louder, her orgasm again on the brink. "Just... don't... stop... fucking me, I need your cock pummeling me so bad!"

Willow knew they couldn't fuck all night. Their companions were still doing their rounds, and even with the best of intentions, they weren't being all that quiet, and it was only a matter of time before someone came this way again. Besides, they'd start to wonder again where they were. So she began fucking her pet harder as Faith shoved both of her hands against the lockers for support, and Willow said, "I want you to come all over this cock slut, and once you coat my cock with your cum, you're officially my loyal, obedient pet forever, willing to service me in any fashion I require, anytime, anyplace."

Suddenly Buffy did what she often did, something that always annoyed the fuck out of Faith, as without any warning she called out from nearby, "Willow! Faith!"

"Shhhhhhhh," Willow cautioned almost inaudibly, as Buffy turned the corner and came into view.

"Fuck," Faith cursed under her breath, "not fucking again!' the rising lava inside her bubbling and about to overflow.

"Shut it, slut," Willow breathed directly into her ear, as she stopped moving completely, with her cock buried deep in her new pet's asshole. "Or no more cock in this asshole for the rest of tonight."

Buffy walked right past them, not even three feet away, as Willow held her breath and Faith glared at her as she passed.

Faith moved her hand slightly against the locker, making an accidental noise.

Buffy stopped about six feet past the two of them and turned around, looking directly where the two were attempting to be completely motionless and dead silent statues.

Buffy was perplexed. She'd definitely heard something. But only once, and as she scanned the region where it had come from, she couldn't see anything at all, except for an inanimate hallway lined with lockers. So after an endless moment, she shrugged and headed back towards the others, not wishing to leave the Hell-mouth unguarded for too long.

As soon as Buffy disappeared from view, Faith insisted, still very quietly, "She's gone. Now get me off!"

Willow knew she should probably pull out and wait until they were undoubtably alone, since someone could walk past them anytime, and this rash decision to use a cloaking spell in the middle of the hallway wasn't her at her best genius.

Yet, she also couldn't resist resuming fucking Faith... the slayer was clearly a bitch in heat, and she was by no means a heartless Mistress; that just wasn't in her.

"You'd better come quick, you dumb fucking whore," Willow growled almost silently, as she firmly held onto her pet's hips, and resumed reaming the slayer's shithole.

"Oh yes, just don't stop fucking me, even if the Hell-mouth opens," Faith said, her desire to come overriding her role as a slayer. At the moment, she was the one getting slain, and she was loving it!

"I'm going to fuck this ass so hard you'll be walking bow-legged for a week," Willow said, really giving it to her.

"Yes, destroy my butt hole!" Faith moaned, her constantly denied orgasm once again rising inside her.

"Come, you slutty slayer," Willow ordered. "Come with a dick up your shit hole."

"Oh yes, harder Baby, harder," Faith moaned, not realizing she'd just called Willow 'Baby'. Which was an endearment. She didn't eat pussies, and she bloody well didn't use endearments!

Willow noticed, though she didn't say anything, just added it to her armory for later, as for now she focused on pounding this asshole and getting Faith off. That she could make a bitch like Faith orgasm was a huge rush... an adrenaline rush like no other! "Come, slut, come like the anal slut you are for me!"

"Oh God," Faith moaned, shocked that she enjoyed a cock up her ass so much, and shocked at how Willow's name-calling enhanced her pleasure even more. Her second orgasm of the night was imminent, and she felt like she was going to completely burst! "Please... please don't stop this time!"