Storiesonline.net ------- Hunger by Dark Pen Copyright© 2002 by Dark Pen ------- Description: This is a Buffy Fan fic, but Buffy isn't in it. See what happens when Dawn spies on Willow and Tara making love. Codes: FF Mf Ff fanfic teen cons mag les het D/S Mdom Fdom rough BD SM oral anal ws creampie vamp ------- This is a story set in the Buffyverse. I don't own Buffy, someone else does. The story is mine though, as I suspect that you'll never see this aired on Fox or anywhere else! Dawn stood at the door, her hand raised in the air to knock. Was this really a good idea? She almost chickened out, but her thoughts flashed back to the last two weeks and, almost without thinking about it, she knocked. She held her breath as she heard a shuffling noise from the other side, then the door popped open. "Bit? What are you doin' here?" "Ummm, Spike!," said the girl, jumping. "Hi! I just thought I'd drop by..." she trailed off uncertainly and looked at the ground. He stared at her a moment, a slight frown on his face, then backed away and waived her in. The girl entered with a false bounce in her step. She was nervous about something. "Aren't you supposed to be at school?" "Yea, well, ummm, Buffy's away until Sunday, and Willow's been acting kinda strange, ya know?" They moved into the tomb and Spike sat down on the decrepit lounge chair. This early in the morning he didn't like visitors, especially the Slayer's sister. He'd gotten, for the first time since he and Dru split, a taste of great sex, and it had fired his blood. Spike liked his play rough, and the slayer had the body to take it. He was getting hard just recalling their encounter, the feel of her body, such a contrast between soft and hard, how she felt as he pounded into her, the rich smell of her sex ... wait a minute. He looked over at Dawn, now sitting at the edge of the sarcaughagus, and his eyes narrowed. "So, lil' bit, what brings you here today? Thought maybe you could hide out here and skip school, eh?". "Um ... yea. Just wanted to hang out for awhile," she said in an uncertain voice. People tended to forget several things about Spike. While they never forgot that he was a vampire, they often forgot just what that meant. He was strong, had better vision, hearing and sense of smell then a human. And of late, they were forgetting that he was, above all, evil. That was thanks to his relationship with the slayer. Just as good people could be corrupted by evil, evil could be 'corrupted' by good. Spike knew that when Buffy died again, (she was, after all a mortal in a dangerous line of work) he would eventually revert to evil. It was only because of a promise to Buffy, that when she died the last time, he had continued to help protect Dawn and the rest of them. He looked at the girl again. He could smell her, the life that ran through her body, the combination of fear and excitement, and finally, her intense sexual arousal. It was getting to Spike in a big way. He had a quick flashback of one of the last girls that he and Dru had shared. They had both enjoyed torturing girls, and ones that were Dawn's age, around 14 or 15, were usually their prime targets. They had been very skilled at forcing their victims to orgasm using pain and very small amounts of pleasure, keeping them for days to enjoy their suffering. The ones that they hadn't killed at the end had been unsuited for normal sex for the rest of their lives. Dawn would have been a prime target. He allowed himself a quick fantasy, imagining Dawn in his 'care'. No one but he knew that he could do what ever he wanted to Dawn and the chip in his head wouldn't stop him. She wasn't human. No matter that she looked and acted just like a human, she was really a construct. He could have fed on her at any time, but because of the slayer, he had chosen not to. Considering how she smelled, perhaps there were other games that she was interested in ... Naa, he thought. Buffy'd kill him for sure, although he wasn't as helpless against her as he'd been before her death. Dawn was really nervous now. She didn't know what to do, she had no plan or ideas. She just knew that if she couldn't satisfy the cravings shooting through her body she'd go crazy. Dawn closed her eyes and wondered what to say. She didn't understand why she was feeling like this or what to do about it. Two weeks ago, Dawn had been walking up the stairs in the house. Tara and Willow had still been together, although things were getting increasingly strained between them. Even Dawn could tell that something was happening with Willow. It was sort of late, and Buffy was out on patrol and Dawn had thought that Willow and Tara were also out. Dawn was a normal fifteen year old, but she had a very high sex drive. She masturbated almost every night before sleep, but her fantasies were pretty normal. She didn't penetrate herself because she really wanted a boyfriend, if Buffy ever let her date, to take her virginity. She just knew that the right one would come along eventually, and she satisfied her cravings by rubbing and caressing her prominent clit. Tonight she looked forward to a more extended session since she was alone in the house. However, as she passed by the bedroom Willow and Tara were in, she noticed that the door was open a crack and there was a dim light coming from the room. Quietly, she crept up to the opening and looked through. What she saw made her freeze in her tracks. Tara and Willow were making love in the bed. At least she thought they were making love. Willow's back was to the door and she was running her hands over Tara. They were both nude, but Tara seemed to be tied to the bed, a black cloth over her eyes, arms and legs attached at the corners with scarves. From where she was standing, Dawn had a perfect view of what was happening. Willow was whispering something that Dawn couldn't hear, and Tara was moaning and panting, her body slick with sweat. Dawn looked at Willow and admired the body of the slim witch, surprised by a sudden desire to run her hands over her smooth skin. Dawn had never been attracted to a woman. She knew, in theory, that Tara and Willow made love but seeing it live and in person made it very real. She felt her own body respond, not that it would take much, considering the mood she was in. She watched as Willow moved to climb on the bed over her bound lover. Dawn winced as she saw that Willow had a strong grip on one of Tara's breasts, her nails digging into the soft flesh. Tara's nipple was hard. Willow knelt with her sex over Tara's mouth. Dawn could see Tara struggling to reach it with her tongue, but Willow kept out of her reach. Dawn could feel her own nipples start to ache as her arousal grew. She caught her breath when she saw that Willow had shaved her hair. Not just a bikini shave, all of it was gone. "Ask for it lover," came Willow's voice. "Oh please, please Willow, I need you. Please, I want to taste you, please!" Tara's voice sounded very different from what Dawn was used to hearing. It was soft, as always, but there was a hunger, a need in it that caused Dawn's body to tighten in ways she just wasn't used to feeling. "Oh, my love, you know that I want it. But I need more. Beg for it..." replied Willow, twisting Tara's nipple hard enough to make her groan. " ... tell me that you want it." Tara panted, then whined as Willow cruelly pulled her nipple. Her hips were grinding on empty air and Dawn could see the wetness gleaming between her legs. Tara still had hair on her mons, but the lips had been shaved. "Please, Willow please, do it. Use the belt. I need it, I need you. Gods, please I need to cum." Dawn was now very aroused watching and feeling the raw, sexual energy that the women were creating. She could feel the energy being created by the witches on her skin. Dawn watched as Willow reached out of her view with one hand and retrieved a belt. She sucked in a breath - what was Willow doing with a belt? Seconds later, she had her answer. Willow brought the belt down between her lover's legs with a loud spat. Tara and Dawn both jerked, and Tara let out a loud groan. Dawn was mesmerized, both fascinated and repelled. It was obvious that Tara liked what Willow was doing to her, her hips were jerking up to meet the belt. But it was scary. She watched as Willow slowly lowered her sex onto Tara's mouth. Tara groaned loudly and pushed her face into the slick flesh as soon as she could. Shortly, Willow was all but smothering her lover, grinding her hips and pushing hard onto Tara's sucking mouth. When she lifted to let Tara breath, Dawn could see her face was very wet, strands of thick slime stretched between Willow's sex and Tara's mouth. Dawn was also very wet, and found herself wishing that someone would lick her there. She squeezed her thighs together thinking about it. The whole time, Willow kept swinging the belt, striking her lover again and again. Each time she was hit, Tara's hips jerked and rotated. Then the energy Dawn was feeling began to change, becoming heavier somehow, more primal and raw. The belt was coming down faster, and Tara was struggling to open her legs wider to accomodate it. Willow was panting and letting out little moans as she was licked. Dawn could tell that they were nearing a climax, she was so horny herself that she thought she might orgasm with them. It wasn't long before the women were starting to cum, Dawn was almost there herself just from the energy bleeding over her, when lovers came. The orgasm between Tara and Willow was simultaneous, something that, had Dawn been more experienced with sex, she would have known was difficult to pull off. They writhed together, the belt blurring down to smack Tara's vulnerable lips, as they came. Just seconds and Dawn would join them. Then she looked up at Willow. Willow was staring right at her and her eyes were a deep black, something that only happened when she was doing major magic. Dawn's orgasm fled before the power in Willow's eyes, almost as if it was sucked away, and she stood frozen. There was a roaring in her ears and she thought that she saw Willow smile. Not a normal Willow smile, but something lust inspired, predatory. Dawn fled, all thought gone. When she came to herself, she was in her bedroom. She looked at the clock and blinked - surely it hadn't been a half an hour that she'd stood there! She waited, huddled on the other side of her bed, hoping that she had just imagined Willow looking at her. Another half hour passed before she dared to move. She was cramped and uncomfortable, but she knew that she had to get up and go to bed. As she stood, she realized that sexual energy was still running through her body, no doubt due to the fact that she had been denied her orgasm when it had been so close. The girl opened her own door and peeked down the hallway, but the door to Tara and Willow's room was closed and no light came from under the it. Dawn sighed in relief and began to strip. She looked at herself in the mirror as she did. Watching Tara and Willow have sex had somehow changed how she looked at her own body. Would a woman find her attractive? She removed her bra and stood looking at her lean form in the mirror. She was only wearing her panties, but the powder blue cloth was soaked to a dark blue where her thighs met. She could smell her arousal which was now flaring like fire in her belly. Her hands caressed her stomach, then her breasts as she gently squeezed her thick, swollen nipples. Usually, she enjoyed gentle pressure and light touches to her breasts and nipples while she masturbated. Not tonight. Something had been awakened in her, or so it seemed, and she needed more. She closed her hands firmly on her breasts, then squeezed her nipples. That felt good so she squeezed harder, and that felt even better. She pulled on the sensitive nubs and shivered at the sensation. Her knees started to get weak, so she knelt in front of the mirror and spread her legs. She had a new admiration for how sexy she looked and no longer wondered if a woman would find her attractive. One hand stopped mauling her breast and she scratched her skin in a line down her belly. The normal feather touches she enjoyed employing now gave way to the fire that her nails caused as they dragged down her body. Her eyes were dilated and her breath hissed through her teeth as she roughly slid her hand over her soaked panties. She was aware of her body and her scent as she never had been before. She wanted, needed, something. Her hips jerked as she road her hand and soon it wasn't enough, she needed to touch herself without the panties in the way. She used both hands and quickly, almost savagely, pulled the soaked blue cloth off her body. Her scent was thick in the air, and it was turning her on. Her mind flashed back to the memory of Tara sliding her tongue along Willows opened sex. She wondered what that tasted like. Dawn was familiar with her own scent, but had never felt the desire to taste herself. She felt it now, and raised one hand to her lips. The scent was even stronger and she licked her finger. Dawn almost growled as her arousal intensified. She tasted slightly salty and a little sweet. Her hand dove between her legs and she started to roughly pull and pinch at her erect clit. It was sticking way out of it's hood and her hips jumped as she pinched it hard. She was almost there ... almost. Dawn looked down and saw her panties. Hardly thinking, she stuffed the wet crotch into her mouth and sucked, exploding into orgasm. Her cries were loud, even muffled by the panties, but she was too gone to care, her orgasm the only thing in existence. She calmed down, panting, sweat running down her body. Somewhat sheepishly, she spit the panties out of her mouth while one hand idly slid through her soaked sex. She was tired, but still horny. She got up and pulled back her covers. As she did, she thought that she saw a shadow of something moving under the door, but her hand distracted her and she forgot about it almost instantly. She lay back and spread her legs, her hand running through the sparse hair on her mons. Fingers resumed twisting her sore nipple and her hand once again started rubbing her clit. As her arousal grew, she recalled more scenes of Tara and Willow. She remembered Willow's small breasts, the nipples a deep coral and tight with arousal. She remembered the scent that drifted to her nose from the women, and it wasn't long before she was on her way to another orgasm, this time slapping rather then rubbing her clit. She came again after that, then managed to stop herself and slide off into sleep. Dawn awoke the next morning, and the first thing she noticed was the smell of sex. She was still horny and had to masturbate again before showering for school. Over the next week, things only got worse for the girl. She didn't see Tara and Willow in bed again, and in fact they split up. Willow never said anything about Dawn watching them either. Dawn figured that she was too distracted. She now masturbated twice a day. She found that it was really exciting to do it just after she put on her panties in the morning. She seemed to be horny all the time, and couldn't wait until she got to go to bed at night so that she could masturbate while sucking on her panties. She got rougher with herself, often slapping her sensitive breasts and sex and leaving marks on her skin with her nails. Things continued to get worse and by the beginning of the next week, she couldn't walk down a hallway at school with out fantasizing about some cute boy throwing her down and raping her. By that Wednesday, she was looking at the girls the same way and Thursday, she had to hide in the girl's bathroom, pulling hard on her labia and scratching her clit with her nail until she came and regained some semblance of control. She was going crazy, loosing control of herself and every one she knew seemed to be in the middle of a crises, so there was no one to talk to. This morning, she realized that if she went to school, she'd do something that she'd regret. So she went to the only person who she thought that she'd be safe with. Someone who had protected her and who she hoped could help her figure out what was going on. Spike. ------- Dawn realized that she'd been silent for too long. While she'd been thinking about Tara and Willow her nipples had gotten very hard and could easily be seen by Spike. It was obvious that he was looking, too. Dawn had come to Spike for help. But she didn't really know what kind of help she wanted. Thoughts of him taking her, using her right then and there suddenly dominated her mind. She shook them off with difficulty and looked at him. It's not like he wasn't hot, but she knew he was safe. After all, that was why she was here. Spike would never hurt her or take advantage of her. At least, that was why she thought she was here. "Hey, Bit, are you sure you're OK?" Dawn couldn't answer. She realized that she couldn't control herself and that she should leave so that she could be alone. If she didn't, she knew that she would try and make the fantasies running through her brain a reality. She didn't know if it would be more humiliating to be turned down by Spike or to have sex with him. She felt the moisture increase between her legs and knew that it didn't matter - either outcome would increase her arousal. She couldn't deal with this! She bent her head and looked down, tears of frustration pooling in her eyes. Dawn was at the end of her rope, dealing with feelings and thoughts that she couldn't fight. She wasn't even sure she wanted to fight them. She started as she looked up and saw Spike right next to her. He put his hands on her shoulders and said, "Dawn, what's wrong? Tell me..." She opened her mouth to say something, but having him this close was completely clouding her mind. All she could picture was her kneeling at his feet, doing what ever he wanted her to do. Maybe he would tie her like Tara had been tied and whip her... "Dawn!" Startled, the girl looked up at him. She was on her knees and he was bent over her. Dawn looked into his eyes and just stared, trembling, burning up with sexual energy. You didn't need to be a Vampire to see the sexual flush to her skin. Spike could feel the heat coming off her body and it was impossible to miss the thick points of her nipples poking through her t-shirt, nor the strong smell of her arousal. "What is going on with you?" "Spike," came the girl's shaking voice, "I don't know. I DON'T! Please, you've got to help me." "I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong." Originally, Spike thought that the girl was just being a tease. But now, he wasn't so sure. She was so aroused, so ready so ... He wrenched his mind off that track. Bugger if he was going to play with Slayer's little sister. He pulled her to her feet and tried to ignore his own arousal. She continued to look in his eyes. Suddenly, she grabbed him and pulled toward him trying to kiss him. Dawn was no longer in control, there was only her hunger, her need. Spike was startled, but the teen was hardly faster then him. He stopped her, now aroused and angry, back to thinking the girl was teasing him. "Stop that! Damn girl, what are you playing at? Go find a boy your own age to play kissy kissy with, and leave me alone. What would your sister think?" Dawn sank to her knees again and looked up at him. She was trembling so badly that she could hardly speak. "Please, please, Spike, I ... I won't tell anyone. Honest!" "What? What the bloody hell are you talkin' about? Tell them what? There's nothing TO tell!" "I ... I'll do anything you want. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it." Dawn didn't care now, either Spike took her or the first person she met on the street would. Spike was angry. Faster then her eyes could follow, he reached down and pulled her to her feet. "Listen girly, you don't know what you're messing with. Feeling a little frisky are you? Thinkin' maybe you could tease old Spike because he's been defanged by a chip? This isn't funny, and just because I can't bite you doesn't mean that there aren't a lot of other things I could do. Now you get your little ass out of here and go find a boy your own age to tease." "I ... I'm not teasing. Really, I, don't know what's wrong, but I know if I go out there, who ever finds me first, I ... I'll do whatever they want. ANYthing they want Spike. I came here because if I went to school, I'd do the same thing there!" "Oh, sure. Look, Bit, you've got a bad case of hormones. Go peddle it to someone else. Your sister would kill me if she even had a hint I'd laid a hand on you." He pulled her to her feet with one hand and pushed his face close to her's, "Now hit the road before you get us both in trouble." Dawn melted from the firm, painful grip he had on her arm. She imagined that same grip on other parts of her body and softly moaned. Spike was startled. He heard the moan, and no stranger to aroused women, knew that it was from both pain and pleasure. The girl looked at him and whispered, "Please, you can do whatever you want to me. I won't tell anyone - Buffy'd kill us both! Don't make my first time be with a stranger." She was serious. Spike believed that now, but immediately started to wonder what had happened to her. His own arousal was very high, like blood lust from the hunt, something he'd been denied too long. Unlike the inexperienced teen, he had plenty of experience controlling himself. Fine, he decided, let's see just how serious she was. "OK," he said, letting her go, "prove it. Strip." Countless women over the years had heard that command spoken in that soft, menacing voice. They knew what it meant, but Dawn was too inexperienced to understand. Even if she had, in her current state she wouldn't have been afraid, just happy. The hunger would be fed. The girl stepped back and pulled off her shirt. She kicked off her shoes and stripped so fast that Spike was taken aback. His demon nature surged and he knew that she really would do whatever he wanted. Demons liked lust - it was used so often to corrupt that it was second nature to them. Spike was certainly no exception. He admired her slim body, breasts that were not too large, but swollen with lust. He noticed that her white panties were soaked as she slipped them down her coltish legs. No way was he going to let this pass. As she removed her last piece of clothing he was on her in a second. One hand grasped her long dark hair and pulled her head painfully back, the other had somehow captured both of her hands and held them in a bruising grip. She yelped, startled by the suddenness of his movement. "Now your in it." He hissed. "So, little girl wants to play adult games." He bent her head further back causing Dawn to wince. He might be hurting her, but she obviously didn't care. "You should have chosen some boy from your class. I don't like to play nice, not at all." "I ... I'm a virgin." Spike wasn't too surprised at that statement. At this point it didn't matter what she was, he was going to fuck her but good. "Right, so you want me to go easy on you, little girl?" She looked away from his eyes and whispered, "No. Not at all." Spike was startled by this answer. He let go of her and looked at her. He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen a female so aroused. Well, actually, he could. But the slayer had nothing on her little sister. The Summers women were going to be the death of him, that was for sure. "So, Little Bit likes it rough, eh? If you're a virgin, how could you know?" He grabbed her thick, rock hard nipples and squeezed, testing the girl. She just moaned, softly. He added more pressure, then more, pulling on her nipples until the girl stood on her tiptoes, panting and whining. But she didn't ask him to stop, and one of her hands went to the sparse, dark pubic hair matted between her legs. "None of that," Spike said slapping her hand away. "I'll decide what you play with and what you don't. And we're not doing anything more here. Get your clothes and follow me." He turned and went down the ladder in the sarcaughagus. Seconds later, Dawn followed him. She sank to her knees, her hand sliding between her legs again while the vampire rummaged through a chest. He turned to find the fifteen year old masturbating herself on her knees in the dirt. Spike turned to her and in a flash had grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet. "If you can't follow the rules, you'll have to be punished." "Y ... yes. Punish me..." Dawn whispered, her eyes looking glazed. By this time, Spike was happy to oblige. All thoughts of how wrong this was had left his brain. He wanted her, he wanted to use her, to whip her and do all those things he'd been denied for so long. Oddly, the thought of actually feeding on her never crossed his mind. He might have wondered about that, had his attention wandered from Dawn at all. It wasn't long before she found herself manacled in the same chains Spike had used on her sister some time ago. Back when he and Dru had planned to kill the slayer. At that time, Buffy had declared that she'd never have sex with Spike. She'd been wrong. Now, it appeared, it was her sister's turn. The girl stood there, her hips moving back and forth, panting and waiting to see what Spike would do. Spike surveyed the now helpless girl. It'd been too many years since he'd been able to indulge in this. He planned to put his more then 100 years of experience to use tonight. Little Dawnie wouldn't forget she'd tangled with Spike. Walking back to the table he removed his shirt and picked up a whip. He'd start with this one, a simple flogger. It didn't make marks, well, not bad marks, and he knew how to use it and make it really hurt. Maybe the teen would fold right off the bat. She wasn't going to get out of being fucked, but if she didn't take to this, then he'd fuck her and let her go. He stepped in front of the girl who looked at the whip with wide eyes. She was squirming and could feel the frustration of not being able to touch herself. She could feel that her thighs were wet and her nipples were aching. She wanted, needed to feel that whip. Dawn had been using a belt to masturbate with for days, smacking the end of the leather on her clit. Those had been the best orgasms she'd had yet, lying in bed, feeling the sharp sting... SLAP! "Ahh," came the girl's startled voice as she felt a light sting on her ass. Her back was several feet from the cave wall, but he'd hit her ass from the side while still standing in front of her. She drank in the sight of Spike's shirtless chest. "Too much for you? I haven't even started yet," said Spike with a snarl. Dawn just looked at him, panting, waiting for the next strike. He hit her again, just a warm up to get her used to the feeling. Dawn's hips rocked a bit, but other then that she made no move. "Well?" Dawn was frustrated. She'd hit herself harder then that on her opened sex! If this was as bad as things got, she'd rather masturbate ... almost. After all, from the bulge in his pants he looked big. Her frustration made her sarcastic. "Oooo ... the big, bad Spikey. I thought you were going to punish me, not tap my fanny!" Her voice, while still shaky was defiant. He could hear the frustration in it. "Oh, lil' Bit does like it rough. Well, I'll be happy to oblige." Spike put down the whip and went back to the chest to remove more toys. When he was finished with her, the teen's legs were spread wide by a bar fastened to her ankles. Her wrists had soft leather cuffs around them and attached to another bar, which had been raised so high she was on her tip toes. Now, he had easy access to any part of her body. Spike grew very hard, admiring the beautiful body in front of him. Dawn's breasts were almost flat now, but her nipples were still hard and standing out. Her pubic mound was prominent and pushed out - a perfect target for his attentions. The next time Spike hit her with the whip, it was much harder. Breath hissed out of her, but that was it. Again, harder, and this time he was rewarded with a red streak and a moan. Spike continued to whip her back and ass, the measured strokes falling quite hard. She only moaned and ground her hips against empty air. Her sex was swollen and lubricant was oozing freely. Soon, Spike moved his attentions to her front. This caused her to moan very loudly, but she gave no sign of being in real pain. He decreased the tempo but increased the strength of the blows. Dawn responded favorably, surprising Spike again. He continued to work her front until it became obvious that she was close to orgasm. Then, he started to strike upwards into her opened sex. Dawn gave a guttural moan and began to shake as blow after blow landed between her legs. Finally, she gave a loud shriek and her legs gave out, and she hung there twitching from the after effects of her orgasm. She'd never had one so intense. Spike was beside himself. His cock was like steel. Dawn made an incredible sight, hanging from her wrists now that her legs wouldn't support her, her body slick with sweat and her skin red from the beating. Her sex was swollen and red, the inner lips protruding from their cover, as was her clit, which was more swollen then ever. He dropped the whip and loosened her hands. She slumped against him and immediately tried to hump his leg. Spike was astonished that she was still aroused. He held the girl away from his body. She looked up at him, literally drunk on lust. Spike had never seen anything like it. Well, not unless he'd had them for several days. Picking up the girl, he set her on the table and fished some rope from the chest. Next he began tying the girl and when he was finished her arms were bound behind her, wrists crossed between her shoulder blades, with loops above and below her breasts. Her breasts had been compressed between coils of rope until they were quite hard. "Now, little girl, it's time for some real fun," he said putting her on the dirt at his feet. He removed his pants and Dawn saw her first real live, well almost live, cock. It was huge and somewhere under her lust crazed thoughts was the realization that when he put it inside her, it was really going to hurt. Spike was a demon, at least in part, and demons were designed to take sex to extremes. After all, lust and fear were prime emotions to inflict on mortals. When women saw his cock, most chose the fear option. It was huge, a good ten inches long and too thick for Dawn to close her hand around. The tip was shiny with pre-cum and only inches from her face. "Now, why don't you give us a little kiss, eh?" "Oh, god, you, um want me to suck that?" She could feel the muscles inside her body tighten. Spike grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her forward. Dawn got the idea and opened her mouth. It didn't fit very well, but she did try. Spike enjoyed the gagging noises she made as he roughly shoved himself into her mouth. Perhaps he'd train her to take his cock in her throat, but that would take some time and he didn't think he had it. He let her slaver for a time, then pulled her to her feet. Spike saw that Dawn's chin was covered in drool. He smiled and spun her around forcing her to bend over and set her bound breasts on the table. Dawn felt the rough surface of the table bite into her swollen mounds as Spike used his strength to force her torso flat down. "Time for the main course, Bit. I hope you're ready because you're never going to be the same after this." Spike was sliding his cock through her slick lips, lubing himself up. Dawn's only response was to moan and shift her hips back and forth. Slowly, Spike started to enter her. She was very tight, and he knew that it was going to really hurt her to take something this size. He wondered why he didn't care and only wanted to feel himself buried deep in her body. He did take some care not to tear her and got himself soaked with her juices before making a serious attempt to enter her. He pushed harder and she was so slick that even as tight as she was, he slid in further, finally removing her virginity for ever. Dawn let out a loud yell from the tearing pain in her body, but she was so close to cuming that she didn't care. Spike continued to push and before he was too much deeper he could feel her contract in orgasm, panting and moaning, completely unable to utter any meaningful words. He fucked her to another orgasm before cuming deep inside her. When he pulled out, red tinged cum started to pour out of her stretched pussy and she collapsed to the dirt. Spike, however, having the advantage of not being a human male was still mostly hard and would be ready in minutes to cum again. "Christ Dawn, you're unbelievable! If I hadn't taken your virginity myself, I would never have known you hadn't had sex before." The hunger was fading, slightly, allowing Dawn to consider what she'd done, and allowing her to start to feel the abuse her body had taken at his hands. Tears of humiliation burned in her eyes as she stared at the blurry image of his cock covered in her blood. Need stirred again. This time she was shamed though, how had she turned into such a slut? It didn't matter now, done was done and she realized that she wanted more. "Don't stop..." she whispered in a barely audible voice. Spike looked at her in disbelief, but as his own needs were still mostly unsatisfied he didn't intend to stop. "Fine," he said. "Why don't you start cleaning up the mess you made and we'll go from there." He grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her forward. Once again, Dawn opened her mouth. His cock tasted of her, her blood and his cum and she loved it. It seemed to stir some beast inside of her and when Spike lifted her again to sit her on the table and forced open her blood, cum and dirt streaked legs she welcomed his pounding cock in her body. ------- It was several hours later, in the afternoon, that Spike was sated. For the moment, anyway. As a vampire he had literally inhuman stamina. He'd decided that he was going to keep Dawn until tomorrow, and briefly considered getting her some food. Then he decided against it. The hunger would add to her experience, and she would have more than enough to drink. It's not like she'd starve, missing a few meals. He looked down at her, lying in the dirt on her side. She had passed out as soon as he'd put her there, completely exhausted. Her hands were cuffed behind her rather then tied and a wide belt was tightly constricting her waist. After fucking her the second time he'd taken her panties and stuffed them in her cunt to soak up the blood (she had still been bleeding) and his cum. Then he'd put them in her mouth. She'd sucked them clean and hadn't try to spit them out until he removed them. In fact, she hadn't objected to a single thing he'd done. It wasn't like she just lay there and zoned out, retreating into her mind as some of his victims had done. She was right there with him, enjoying everything he did to her body. Well, he smiled, we'll see how she enjoys tonight. He stood over her and nudged her with his foot. She was a mess, that was for sure. Dirt, blood and cum streaked her body. Her hair was a mess and she had a few bruises. She opened her eyes and rolled onto her back, legs spread to give him access to her sore sex, should he want it. "I need to go out for a short time and I don't want you going anywhere while I'm gone." "Spike, I won't go anywhere." "Not after I'm finished with you." Dawn's body was sending her an odd mix of feelings. She was not as out of control with lust as she had been earlier, but it was still zipping through her. She ached, though, and was thirsty, hungry and tired. Breathing was hard because of the tight belt around her middle and her cunt, Spike had made her call it that, was very sore. She knew though, that if he wanted, she would gladly receive him again and would most likely cum even though he hurt her every time he entered her. She was confused and could find no rational explanation why she knew that she'd submit to anything he wanted. Spike had plans for the girl and didn't want her resting while he was out. He wanted her physically and mentally exhausted so that he could begin to mold her. He didn't have time for a proper job, but by tomorrow morning, little Dawnie would be very different then she had been this morning. Hell, he hadn't even made her scream in pain yet and he lived for that. Tomorrow morning she'd be well on her way to enjoying the pain he inflicted on her as much as he enjoyed inflicted it. Again, if he could have her for a week, he could make that change in her permanent - he'd had over a hundred years of practice to perfect his technique and the inexperienced teen would be no match for him. When Spike left a while later, Dawn was tied in a small box on her back with her legs actually behind her head. Her arms were tied under her ass and Spike had put a clamp on each distended nipple. She was bent far enough that if her tongue had been just a little longer, she'd be able to lick her own clit because her cunt was positioned so close to her mouth. It was a very uncomfortable position and he didn't think that she'd be able to sleep while he was gone. One last touch was a ring gag to keep her mouth opened. She had no idea why he did that and just accepted this new intrusion as she had accepted everything else. Spike took over two hours to return. Dawn was in tears from the pain and several parts of her body had cramped or gone numb. She'd also found out why he'd used chosen a ring gag. Spike hadn't let her pee all day, and, in fact, had been feeding her water pretty steadily. Shortly after he'd left, Dawn realized that she had to go very badly. She lasted another half hour before the urine erupted from her body, soaking her face and filling her mouth. Since she was in a box, most of it pooled around her body, and what was left on her cunt stung and burned the raw tissue. She'd also swallowed some of it and was quite disgusted, but oddly her arousal climbed very high. When Spike returned, despite everything she was feeling, what she needed most was more sex. "What a pig you are!" He exclaimed upon returning. "I go out for a short while and come back to find that you've pissed all over the place." Spike had known that she wouldn't be able to keep from pissing herself. Making her loose that control, and in such a humiliating way, was just one more way to remold the girl. "I ... I'm sorry Spike. You didn't let me go all day!" "Well, I guess we'll have to get you cleaned up." He untied her and pulled her roughly to her feet. She couldn't stand with out help because she was numb and exhausted. He pulled her to a nook with a pipe that he siphoned water from for drinking and showering. It was cold water, but he didn't care. It never bothered him. When he shoved Dawn under the freezing water she cried out for the first time. He ignored her and thoroughly cleaned the girl, washing away the sweat, dirt and everything else, cleaning her inside and out. She was shivering uncontrollably when he finished with her. He had a heat lamp, which he turned on while he dried her and her shivering slowed. "So, there's lot's more that you need to be taught. I hope you weren't planning on sleeping anytime soon. Not to mention your punishment for pissing yourself." Dawn was weaving on her feet. But her belly clenched and her cunt moistened at the thought that he would still want to use her. He started by bringing her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed and licking her cunt. That felt incredible to the girl, especially when he pricked her sensitive sex with his fangs. Since Spike didn't need to breath, and never seemed to tire, he ate her through several orgasms, feasting on her still bleeding sex and her thick cum. By midnight, she was barely conscious and knew that no matter what he did to her she would soon pass out. He had shaved her early on to remove even the small amount of protection her sparse hair had offered. Over the last hours she had been suspended, whipped again, tied in tight, very uncomfortable positions, splattered with candle wax and fucked at least four times. He'd used a crop on her shaved sex to bring her to orgasm this last time. Her pussy was still seeping blood and cum. Spike might be tireless, but she was only a human fifteen year old. Dawn couldn't have resisted him even if she wanted to, and she didn't. No matter what he did she rode with it. But she was finished and she knew it. There was no way he could force a single more orgasm from her, nor keep her from passing out. He tied her in a tight hog tie and let her sleep. She was so exhausted that she actually did sleep, only to be awakened a few hours later. "Ready for more, Bit? Aren't you glad you came here? I told you that you should have gone to one of the little boys in your school, but no, you wanted to tease me." Dawn was dazed, but focused enough to say, "No. At least it was you. You wouldn't hurt me." Spike was stunned, "WHAT? Hell girl, what do you think I've been DOING all these hours?" Dawn remained silent, but a fleeting smile touched her lips. Spike shook his head. Maybe she was just a natural at all this. In the past he had used pain sluts. They'd let you do anything to them and come back for more. Dawn didn't strike him that way though. It was as if she'd let him do anything and enjoy it as long as he did as well. He thought back over the day's activities and realized that the few times she thought that she wasn't pleasing him she'd actually gotten a little upset. Otherwise, no matter how much it hurt, or how degrading it was, she loved it. Well, there was one last thing he wanted. "Dawnie," the girl's eyes had closed as she tried to drift back into sleep, "there's one more thing I want from you." She looked at him. What more could he want? She'd done everything he'd asked. Spike untied the girl, then retied her face down over a short stool. He used a bar to spread her thighs wide, then clamped weights to each distended cunt lip. Dawn was whimpering. She was feeling more of the pain now because the hunger had receded a bit. Spike's fingers stroked lust into life, her tired body responding yet again to his insistent advances. It wasn't until she realized what he was going to do that she began to get really afraid. Spike thoroughly lubed the girl, then pushed a finger into her asshole. Her cunt was quite stretched out by now, but he hadn't touched her back door. He usually saved that for last. It took him twenty minutes to penetrate her without tearing her but he did it. She was crying and pleading at the end but it was music to his ears. His skilled hands were still able to force sexual arousal from her body and by the time he came, she came with him. He took her well used panties and stuffed them in her ass to soak up the blood and cum. He hadn't torn her - much, but she had bled. Then he forced her to suck him clean. She didn't like it, until he said how much it pleased him. Then she continued with out complaint. Finally he let her up. She was swaying on her feet and could hardly stand so he carried her up the stairs to the main room. There, he removed the panties from her ass and pushed them in her mouth. "Time for you to go, girlie." Her eyes shot open, more alert then they'd been for hours. He ran his hands over her body as he guided her toward the door. "I like you naked, Li'l Bit, so you stay that way until you get home. Leave the panties in too. Maybe next time you'll think twice before coming 'round here to tease old Spike, eh?" Spike pushed her out the door and closed it behind her and Dawn found herself naked in the grave yard. ------- It had been nerve wracking, but not too hard to get home. She knew back ways that most people didn't - mainly from all her near misses with monsters - and made it unseen to the house by about 5 am. No one was home and Dawn stumbled to her bed, pulled the panties from her mouth and collapsed into a dreamless sleep. ------- It was 9 am and Willow was tired. She had been out late, all night, actually, and wanted to take a quick shower and get to bed. She felt a little guilty knowing that she'd left Dawn on her own last night, but she quickly got over it with the thought that Dawn wasn't a small child anymore. One night wasn't going to kill her. Well, here in beautiful Sunnyvale, doorway to the Hellmouth that might not be true. But Willow was secure in her power, and she had felt nothing stirring in the town. Although, there had been a sort of odd feeling all night. Come to think of it, the feeling had been there for weeks, but last night it had been especially strong. It wasn't a bad feeling, in fact, the witch smiled to herself, it had felt quite nice. Like an aftertaste of sex, something she really missed since Tara had left her. The door to Dawn's room was open and she glanced inside as she passed. She continued walking for a second, frowned and backed up to take another look because she couldn't believe what she thought she'd just seen. Willow backed up and stared into Dawn's room, shocked and unable to move from what she saw on the bed. The girl was on her stomach, one arm and a foot dangling over the edge of the bed, completely naked. That wasn't the shocking part though. Her legs were streaked with dirt, there was a dark red splotch between her thighs that looked like dried blood and she was covered with welts! "Dawn," cried Willow as she rushed to the unconscious girl's side. She reached it, knelt by the bed and reached out to shake the girl, but afraid to touch her. Dawn didn't react and Willow was beside herself. What had happened? She'd been so sure that there was nothing out there! As her hand got close to touching Dawn, the girl rolled over with a sleepy purr, and Willow pulled her hand back. Her breath caught as she got a look at the front her. Willow felt her nipples tighten with arousal as she just stared at the sight in front of her. "Oh Goddess," came a horse whisper from the witch. Willow didn't think she'd ever seen such an arousing sight. She just sat there, stunned, drinking in everything about the girl. Willow had a secret that very few knew. Tara and Oz were the only ones really, and even Oz, her first lover, didn't know the whole of it. The secret was this: Sexually, Willow was very perverted. At least as perverted as her vampire self from the crossover dimension had been. The dimension created by Anya when she had granted Cordelia's wish for vengeance. Willow herself had been instrumental in bringing over her vampire 'alter ego' while she helped Anya, who had tricked her into performing a spell in an attempt to restore her demonic powers. The attempt had failed, but a side effect of the spell was that the vamp had crossed over into this dimension. The vamp had been a very free sexual soul, to say the least, and had quite shocked Willow with her antics. At least on the outside. But Willow had known even then that she was a bit on the wild side sexually. It was the only aspect of her personality that was wild. Willow liked sex. She liked it a lot and would do anything her lover, male or female, wanted. She was very bi-sexual and the sex of the person didn't matter, only how Willow felt about them. The kinkier and dirtier the act, the more she liked it. Tara was a very submissive lover with a taste for mild pain and a need for strong domination. Willow was anything but dominant, but in bed, she discovered that she had a real flair for it. She could be very submissive as well, but Tara's completely submissive nature had pulled a sexually dominant personality from within Willow. The witches had use a lot of magic in their sex play. It allowed them to enhance sex and actually store the energy that was created between them. It had been very sweet. So Willow sat there, on the edge of the bed, gaping at Dawn. She drank in the sight of the teen's small, beautifully shaped breasts with their large brown nipples. She ran her eyes down the slim form, noting the many welts and rope burns that adorned it. Her eyes stopped at top of her slightly spread thighs, looking at the completely hairless pussy, red and swollen from recent use. Willow was no stranger to whip and crop marks and the girl's body was covered with them. Nothing had broken the skin, but someone had been quite liberal with their use on Dawn. Willow swallowed and got herself under control. This was little Dawnie! She was supposed to be her protector, or one of them. And she had failed. Willow, aroused as she was, was disgusted with herself for being aroused by the sight of the innocent teen. She had to know what happened so that she could prevent it from happening again! Her magic stirred, power beginning to flood her body. Who ever did this would pay, that was for sure. She reached out to touch Dawn's shoulder again, just as the teen's eyes began to sleepily open. Dawn was drifting in a sated haze. She had been too content to open her eyes when she woke up and just rolled over onto her back, enjoying the feeling of being sexually sated for the first time in days. She hurt, sure, but damn it felt good! Wait, had someone called her name? She realized, after laying there for a second, that she was not alone, and opened her eyes. Just as she did, Willow's hand made contact with her shoulder and both of their eyes snapped wide open as power flooding through both of them. As Willow touched Dawn to wake her she felt the back lash of a spell. It was a sex magic spell, just like she and Tara used. Her eyes widened as she realized that it was, in fact, her own spell. Images flashed through her mind as the energy built up by Dawn's sexual desires and recent escapades coursed through both of them, almost overwhelming Willow with lust and desire. Dawn, for her part, felt the incredible sexual hunger flood her once again, but this time there was a focused target. Willow. Willow struggled to deal with all the thoughts and feelings rushing through her. She felt all the desires and thoughts that Dawn had dealt with over the last two weeks, and relived her session with Spike, her brain forced to assimilate everything as her spell backlashed into her. She remembered now, dropping onto the girl what she thought would be a harmless thread of the spell she and Tara had been using when Dawn had spotted them. Willow hadn't done it maliciously, she'd just meant to tweak the girl for spying on them and arouse her sexually. Something had gone wrong though, and more of the spell had acted on the girl then Willow had thought. And since Dawn was not a witch, she had no way to fight it, nor anyway to release the energy it was storing. Worse, the spell had interacted oddly. It should not have driven her half crazy with sexual desire! This was her fault and Willow was worried because she knew, as any witch knows, that what you send out, will come back to threefold. The storm of power was leveling off now. Not dying out, just not getting any worse, and Willow opened her eyes, now black as night, and found herself kneeling on the floor, head level with the bed. Dawn was uncurling from the panting ball she had been in and looked at Willow. There were tears in her eyes. The hunger was back, and it was worse then ever. "Oh, god Willow," she cried, "what is going ON? What is wrong with me?" What Dawn had meant as an entreaty, Willow heard as an accusation. "Oh, Dawn, Dawnie ... I'm s ... so sorry! I didn't know this would happen, you have to believe me," cried Willow. "What? What are you talking about," said the girl as she slowly uncurled and sat up. She wanted Willow. She was trembling, all her control directed toward keeping her from begging Willow to take her. This was not the undirected desire that Spike had taken advantage of, Dawn knew that it was Willow she wanted ... needed. "Wait," panted Willow, "just give me a second to sort this out." She was being affected as badly as Dawn. Except that rather then wanting Dawn to take her, she wanted to take Dawn, to use her, dominate her, make her scream with pain and pl ... Enough! Because Willow was far more experienced with sex than Dawn, and was able to bring herself under control. But the spell had hold of her now, and she was having trouble concentrating enough to figure out what had happened. It took her almost a minute to gain enough control to begin tracing the threads of the spell. It was sort of like tracing a piece of string through a large ball made of many strings that was rotating in several directions at once. It took a lot of power and a lot of concentration. Power Willow had. Practice gave her the ability to concentrate even with the needs of her body screaming at her. So she continued to trace the spell between her and Dawn so that she could break it. Power Willow had in plenty, what she didn't have was wisdom. Wisdom enough to temper her power and to make sure of her spells before using them. She discovered, as she finished tracing what had happened, that her on-the-fly modification had done more then she thought ... and less. A surprising amount of what had happened had actually been caused by Dawn's own desires. Willow discovered that Dawn was even more submissive than Tara, bi-sexual and a lot more into pain then Tara ever was. But Dawn had not been released from the spell after she masturbated that first night; Willow had thought it would dissipate. If the girl had been more mature and experienced enough to know what her own desires were, this would not have been a problem. Because she really didn't know how she felt about her own sexuality, the spell began to show her, and force her to acknowledge her own nature, re-enforcing her submissiveness and sexuality until they could not be ignored. This was bad, but as soon as Dawn accepted how she felt about sex, that would have been that. Being with Spike had sated her. She would have been fine, for a while, anyway, because she had accepted that what she wanted most out of sex was to submit to someone. Except the spell also stored sexual energy and that had caused more problems because the energy had no way to dissipate. It was there and it was feeding off itself and, of course, Dawn herself added to it creating a kind of positive feedback loop. That was bad, but not the worst, at least as far as Willow was concerned. No, the worst, Willow discovered, was that she herself was the key. Unless she released the energy, it would continue to build. She knew several ways to do that. Some wouldn't work because Dawn herself was a magical construct. Other's wouldn't work because the girl had no magical training and it would take weeks to teach her how to do it. The fastest, most direct way was for Willow to sort of bleed it out of her and to do that she would have to give in to her own body's desires and accept Dawn's all too willing submission to her. Buffy was going to kill her, that was for sure. "Willow!" Dawn's shout brought Willow back to the present. Lust slammed into her making her almost groan with desire. How could she explain this to Dawn? "Dawnie, Dawnie, I so sorry! I didn't know this would happen, you have to believe me!" "What would happen? WHAT? Please you have to help me." The teen could feel the muscles of her sex clenching, and knew that she was beginning to leak onto the sheets, her own cum mixing with the cum Spike had left in her body. She didn't care. She didn't care about anything but the possibility that Willow would reject her. She would do anything for Willow, she knew that, she just didn't know how to tell her. Dawn started to crawl off the bed, then stopped, curling up and looking at the beautiful witch. Begging with her eyes for Willow to accept her. Willow knew it, but was caught up in a vicious circle of lust and guilt. She knew Dawn, her desires and just what the girl would do for her better then Dawn herself did. Her mind retained the images of what Spike had done, and how much Dawn had enjoyed it. But she knew that she was the cause of what the girl had been through, never mind that it was her nature to submit to a lover, and that made her feel guilty. Because the magic had made a sort of bond between them, Dawn would feel that guilt and think that she wasn't pleasing her lover, which would make her quite unhappy. Once the spell was terminated, Dawn would return to normal, more or less, but that wouldn't happen if Willow didn't accept her submission and just tried to go through the motions. She had to throw herself into this whole heartedly and deal with the price later. And somehow, she knew, there would be a price. Willow stood up and Dawn's eyes closed in fear that the witch was leaving. The she felt Willow's hand bury itself in her hair and pull her head up. She gulped as she looked into Willow's deep black eyes. "Never mind what." came the witch's husky voice, "Do you freely give yourself to me? Do you want me to take you?" "Oh god yes!" moaned the girl. Willow smiled that predatory smile that Dawn had seen on her face two weeks ago. "Good." She kept hold of the teen's hair and dragged her out of the room and down the hall. She pulled Dawn into the bedroom she had shared with Tara and said, "Last chance." Willow was trembling now from desire almost as much as Dawn and Dawn knew it. No way was she going to back out. "Do what ever you want. I don't care, just do it!" Willow forced her to her knees and opened a drawer. She took out the four leather cuffs that she'd used on Tara and put them on Dawn. She also took out a strap. Willow was now controlled by her own desires, and those desired prompted her to use Dawn in very perverse, painful ways. Willow knew she could do things to Dawn that she'd never been able to do to Tara, and the girl would love it. She also knew that it would take hours to bleed of the power of the spell so that she could remove it. Dragging Dawn to the foot of the bed, she pulled a bar out from underneath it. She didn't have as many toys as Spike, but she had enough and she was quite creative. Making Dawn kneel at the foot of the bed with her back to the mattress, she attached the spreader bar between her knees, spreading them wide. Dawn reeked of sex, and Willow couldn't wait to taste her. Just thinking of getting her mouth on that well used cunt and ass was driving her mad. Next, she took two ropes and attached them to the wrist cuffs and pulled the girl's wrists up and over her head so that she could attach them to the head board. She pulled until Dawn's widely stretched knees were almost coming off the floor then tied her like that. Next, she attached ropes to each ankle cuff and pulled them toward the legs at the head of the bed and tied them tightly. Dawn was securely, if uncomfortably, bound, arms spread and stretched back over her head and body in a taut backwards bend. "Now, we're going to have a little fun," whispered Willow running a nail under the girl's breast. "I can't wait to taste you, to take your pussy in my mouth and suck until you pass out from pleasure." It wouldn't be the first time, thought Dawn, but... "Please, Willow, um ... I um ... need a shower." She could still feel Spike's cum oozing from her holes, and she was pretty dirty from all the sex that she'd had after Spike had dunked her in that freezing 'shower'. She didn't want to gross out Willow and had no way of knowing that Willow wanted her like this. "A ... and, I have to use the bathroom." It was a perfect situation for Willow as she had always wanted to take a woman who had recently had sex with a man. She cherished the fantasy of her lover being fucked all night, then coming home to her, holes well used and filled with cum for her to eat. In fact, if Tara hadn't been completely gay, then she would have found a way to make that happen. Willow looked between Dawn's legs and saw that she was dripping cum. She smiled. There were a few other things that Willow would have liked to do with Tara that Tara hadn't wanted to do. Dawn was going to do them, like it or not, although in her state, Willow was sure that Dawn would enjoy herself. Willow leaned in close to the girl, inhaling her strong scent while grabbing her hair and pulling. She ran a hand through Dawn's soaked sex, then touched her asshole. Dawn hissed, as this area was really sensitive after Spike's reaming and the touch burned a bit. When Willow withdrew her hand, her fingers were coated with Spike and Dawn's cum. Most of it had leaked out of Dawn's cunt as she slept, but her asshole was much tighter and evidently there was a lot more cum in there. Willow didn't want it to go to waste though. "Does little Dawnie need to pee-pee?" whispered Willow. "Uhh ... um, yea, I have to g ... go." Dawn had never imagined Willow like this! She was almost melting in the woman's grasp, her mind begging Willow to do something to her. She wanted to be used, needed it, needed Willow to make use of her anyway she wanted to. Dawn was almost cuming just thinking about it. But she really did need to pee. "Sweetie, that's too bad, because I'll decide when you use the bathroom, eat, sleep or anything else. You gave yourself to me, remember?" Dawn groaned with need. She had never imagined being this close to cuming and NOT actually orgasming. Her cunt clenched as Willow's words almost caressed her skin. "Yes, I remember." "Good," she said as she held up her hand in front of Dawn's face. "Looks like you're leaking. We wouldn't want loose all that nice cum that nasty ol Spikey left in you, would we?" Dawn shook her head no, then watched as Willow began licking her fingers clean. She was both aroused and revolted, knowing that one of those fingers had been in her ass. Of course, she herself, had cleaned Spike with her mouth after he had sodimized her. The taste hadn't been that bad and the very act had caused her to orgasm. Willow smiled and went back to the drawer and pulled something out. When she returned, Dawn saw it was a short, rather fat dildo that tapered to a much smaller size at the base. Willow knelt between Dawn's legs and ran the tip over her opened sex. Dawn moaned and tried to push her hips onto the plug. When it was wet enough, Willow moved it to her other hole and slowly inserted it, her eyes on Dawn's the entire time. It was obvious that she was very tender there, and that the plug really hurt. But her panting and very erect nipples showed that she was enjoying herself. Willow licked her fingers clean a second time and knelt face to face with the bound girl. "Now, there are some things that I've waited years to try. We're going have a lot of fun, Dawnie. I'm going to do whatever I want to you because we both know that you'll love it." She picked up the strap. "I am not punishing you, and I want you to know that I'm going to enjoy this very much. And love, I am commanding that you not cum unless I give you permission, do you understand?" Dawn nodded yes and watched her pick up the strap. Willow beat her for almost ten minutes, concentrating mainly on her breasts and stomach. She didn't hit as hard as Spike but she certainly knew how to use it, and added considerably to the welts that were already on her body. Dawn's slightly flattened breasts made perfect targets for the witch, and many blows were centered there. Her mons also received a lot of attention. Dawn started to float after about the tenth blow. Each strike hurt her and aroused her, almost like the caresses of a lover. The strap became her lover. Had this been earlier, she would have cum hard several times. But Willow's commands were backed by magic, even though Willow didn't know it, and she literally could not cum. She rode the edge for the entire time Willow strapped her, squirming and opening herself, as much as she could, to the blows. Her body was streaming with sweat and slime was leaking from her opening by the time Willow finished. Tears of frustration and pain ran down her face. She SO needed to cum. Willow wasn't in much better shape. She too, needed to cum. Whipping Dawn had driven her very close several times. Plus the energy that she had been absorbing from the girl added it's own torments. From just this little amount of play, she confirmed that it really was going to take hours to dissipate it and she intended to enjoy every minute of it. "OK, Dawnie. I need a few things for what I want to do next, so I'm going down stairs. But I don't want you to get board." Willow went back to the drawer and removed more things from it. A nice ring gag, more rope, a small tube, several sets of vicious clamps and something that Dawn couldn't identify. The clamps had rubber tips, but Willow held them in front of the girl's eyes and removed the rubber ends. These clamps didn't have a spring to keep them closed, instead, pressure was caused by tightening the screws. This meant that they could literally cut through skin, if they were closed far enough. Dawn closed her eyes, knowing that her already sore nipples were going to be clamped again and that it was going to hurt like hell. She was right. Willow took Dawn's nipple in her mouth and sucked hard, elongating the thick nub of flesh. She positioned the serrated jaws of the clamp so that they were parallel with the nipple and the clamp was parallel with the floor. Then Willow tightened the screw causing the jaws to bite deeply. That hurt, she could tell. She did the other nipple next while holding the heavy chain in her hand. When both were tight, she dropped the chain, causing Dawn to cry out as her nipples were twisted and pulled by the clamps. After removing the covers on the other set, she slowly tightened one on each of Dawn's inner labia. Dawn gritted her teeth and whimpered because the chains were heavy and the clamps felt like they were cutting her skin. Next Willow picked up the small tube and used the clamps to open the girl's sex while Dawn groaned and panted from the pain. Willow fitted the tube over Dawn's clit, carefully pulling back the hood from the prominent organ. Dawn watched as Willow attached the gun-like thing to the end of the tube and squeezed the handle. Immediately she gasped as her clit was sucked into the tube. She squirmed and groaned as Willow added to the pressure until her clit felt like it was swollen to twice it's size. "Open up Dawnie, it's time for your gag," said Willow. She slid the ring gag into the teen's mouth, watching as Dawn adjusted her jaw to fit the large gag. She strapped the gag in tightly, the leather cutting into Dawn's cheeks. Willow leaned in and began to lick the girl's lips with her tongue, finally sucking Dawn's tongue out of her mouth into her own. Dawn's body was on fire. The clamps tugged on her skin, biting and pulling on her. She opened her mouth wide for the gag, and when Willow started licking her lips, she was in heaven. She eagerly gave her tongue to Willow's sucking mouth and reveled in the sensations. Willow let the tongue slide out of her mouth, a large strand of saliva bridging between their mouths. It fell on Dawns chin and started to run down her neck. Rapidly, Willow pulled Dawn's long hair to the top of her head. She folded the hair over itself and knotted a rope into it. This she tied to a convenient door knob, pulling the girl's head down and adding more stress to her body. Dawn started to drool on her chest. "I'll be back in a few, sweet. Enjoy but don't cum," advised Willow as she used her fingers to flick the suction tube on Dawn's clit. Then she got up and left the room amidst a chorus of Dawn's grunting protestations. It wasn't long before Dawn realized how devious Willow was. She was uncomfortable, but highly aroused. The suction on her clit kept it swollen and throbbing and Willow's taps on it as she left caused a slight tingling/burning sensation. The clamps on her nipples were spreading a dull ache in her breasts, her shoulders and neck were tensed and beginning to ache as well. Problem was, Dawn loved it. Combined with the whipping that she'd been given, and her own state of arousal, the pain and pleasure was all mixed, each one heightening the other. Her skin burned, and in places stung, and the clamps on her sex moved every time she took a breath. This caused her lower muscles to clench, reminding her how sore she was as her ass squeezed the hardness of the plug. Drool escaped her mouth and ran down her body, the trails teasing and tickling her skin. It was hot in the room and she could smell her own sweat and the thick scent of her arousal. Plus her bladder was getting ready to burst. Why did they always mess with her when she had to pee? Willow took her time downstairs. It didn't take her long to retrieve the small, blow up kiddy pool from the basement and two large squeeze bottles full of water. Then she sat down for a while and slid her hands into her pants and masturbated through her panties. She was soaked. One thing that Tara had loved was that when Willow was really aroused, and when she came, she would soak the sheets - or her lovers face, which ever was near her pussy at the time, with cum. It occurred to her that someone might drop by, like Zander or Spike. That would be bad, so she spent a little time and put a 'keep-away' spell on the house. People who thought that they wanted to come here, would suddenly forget all about it, or remember something important that they should be doing instead. That done, she looked at the clock and saw that twenty minutes had passed. She smiled, picked up her supplies and headed up stairs. When she arrived in the room, Dawn's scent was the first thing that hit her - sweat combined with the musky smell of arousal and she smiled at the sight of the girl. Willow was now fully engaged in what she was doing, all thoughts of guilt were gone. She was going to indulge in her wildest fantasies and worry about the consequences later. "Are you enjoying yourself Dawnie? Is my little slut wanting to get off?" taunted the witch. "Ungh. Ah ha ta hee!" came the garbled reply. "Oh, don't worry lover, I'm going to make you feel very good," said Willow as she knelt down with more rope in her hands. This close to the girl's slick skin, Willow was having a hard time keeping her mouth off her. She managed to control her self while wrapping a loop of rope around each of Dawn's legs just above the knee. She tied the ends off to the legs at the bottom of the bed, then removed the spreader bar. Next she took the small blow up pool and put it between Dawn's legs, managing to slide it under each knee. Dawn watched her, beginning to get an idea of what was coming next. Or so she thought. Willow released the rope holding Dawn's head. She groaned and rotated her neck and looked up at Willow, her chin shiny with saliva. Willow smiled and knelt down in front of Dawn. Dawn groaned as Willow began to run her hands over her sweat soaked skin. Her body was burning with need, and she hoped that she'd be allowed to cum soon. For her part, Willow was thoroughly enjoying the feel of Dawn's slick skin under her hands. Dawn yelled loudly, going from the heavenly feeling of Willow's hands to the intense burn of her nipples as the clamps were removed. Spots swam in her vision from how much it hurt, and she had no chance to recover as Willow removed the clamps from her cunt. Willow then began tugging on the tube that Dawn's clit had been sucked into. That felt very strange as once again a new kind of pain and pleasure invaded her senses. Her hips moved back and forth, controlled by Willow's tugging and pushing of the small tube. Finally, she used the little gun thing to release the pressure. Dawn would have orgasmed, had she been allowed, as her super sensitive clit was exposed to the air. Willow was surprised that Dawn hadn't cum. She could feel more or less everything that Dawn felt - they were that close in rapport, and she knew that Dawn should have been over the edge. "I can feel how close you are Dawnie, why haven't you cum?" Willow asked in puzzlement. "Ah han't!" Now she had Willow wondering. "Why not?" she asked with a frown. "U toed e not to!" Willow thought about that. Then realization hit her with surprise - Dawn wanted to cum, but she was obeying Willow and she couldn't. That took a lot of control. She smiled, still not realizing that Dawn was really being controlled by magic. Well, she thought, we'll see if we can push her over the edge. "Oh, that's right! I didn't give you permission." Willow smiled and leaned toward her lover. She began to run her tongue over Dawn's hip. Then she ran it over her belly, gathering the sweat and saliva that she found there into her own mouth. Dawn was back in heaven, eyes closed, loving the feel Willow's tongue. She opened her eyes in surprise as she felt Willow take a firm grip on her hair and pull her head back. Dawn looked up at the witch's face and saw her open her mouth. Willow let a large glob of saliva drool out of her mouth and drop into the teen's forced open mouth. Dawn winced - this was like SO gross, but she would do nothing to displease her lover. As long as what was done pleased Willow, Dawn would be excited by it. Willow continued to give Dawn a tongue bath, licking her belly, her breasts, sucking and biting on her nipples. Dawn squirmed as the woman's agile tongue slide across her armpits and Willow was in ecstasy feeling Dawn's soft, salty skin on her tongue. Dawn's blood heated even more as Willow's mouth started to make it's way to her crotch. She was panting now and even the pressure of her very full bladder had been almost driven from her mind. Willow positioned herself on her back between Dawn's wide spread legs. She looked up into the swollen, dripping sex and knew that the time had come. "Does little Dawnie want to cum?" A loud groan was her answer. Willow began to lightly stroke the swollen outer lips of Dawn's sex with her tongue, gently teasing the girl to the point where she was almost out of her mind. Next, with out touching her clit, Willow began to suck and nibble Dawn's inner lips. Dawn was now no longer in control of herself. All it would take was for Willow to give the word, and she'd cum a dozen times. When Willow finally began to push her tongue into Dawn's tangy cunt, she was grunting and begging to cum. She also started to lose control of her over full bladder. That brought her back to reality quickly and she was mortified to think that she had just dribbled urine into Willow's mouth! She just knew that Willow was going to be really ... ummm ... pissed. Willow immediately recognized the taste as Dawn began to lose control of her bladder. It was what she'd been waiting for. "No, no! 'illo, I hae to eee!" Willow moved her head away from the girl's sex and said, "You won't be allowed to cum until you pee for me Dawnie. You want to please me, don't you?" This was too much for the girl. Of course, she had recently tasted her own urine, but the salty, brackish taste had done nothing for her. She didn't understand that Willow wanted her to let loose. It didn't matter though, she had no control left. Willow's sucking mouth attached itself to Dawn's pisshole and that, combined with Willow's hand pushing on her bladder caused her to let loose. Willow was mostly prepared for the torrent of urine that filled her mouth, but she couldn't hold it all. She was able to swallow some, but much escaped from her mouth, soaking her face and hair as it pooled under her head. Dawn shut off the flow as soon as she could. Willow, having never had a lover piss in her mouth before, was almost orgasming herself. "Oh, god's Dawn, don't stop. Please, keep going, I don't mind, I want it - all of it!" Dawn didn't believe her and still held back. "Dawnie, please, please, if you want to cum, don't stop. I want to feel you cum while you pee." That was all it took. Dawn began pissing again, and, as Willow's tongue rubbed her clit, she came hard. Then she came again, the convulsions emptying the last of her urine into Willow's mouth. Even though Willow was in a physically awkward position, she had managed to catch a lot of Dawn's piss in her mouth. She had actually cum the same time Dawn had, just from the depravity of the act. Her shirt was soaked in piss, as was her hair and she was so turned on. As the final spurts of piss left Dawn's body, Willow filled her mouth and slid out from under Dawn. Then she knelt in front of her, and waited, wanting to see if Dawn could figure out what was expected of her. Dawn looked at Willow as she knelt in front of her. She was dazed from her intense orgasms, but, unsurprisingly, they hadn't relieved her sexual excitement much. Willow looked like she was waiting for something. Then she leaned close to Dawn, and Dawn realized that Willow wanted to kiss her again. So she waited, until she realized that Willow's mouth was full. That meant that she... Willow watched understanding, then surprise, then acceptance show on Dawn's face. And when the girl leaned her head back, Willow opened her mouth over the girl's and slowly spit Dawn's own piss into her mouth while sliding a finger over Dawn's cunt. She watched in pleasure as the teen's throat worked while she swallowed and her hips jerked back and forth in pleasure. Willow started to untie Dawn, making sure that she was never totally free. It wasn't that she thought Dawn would run away, more that she wanted Dawn to be in some sort of bondage the whole time. Willow's plan was working - she could sense that the level of energy stored in Dawn was receding. But, as she hoped/feared, it was a slow process. If Buffy were returning tomorrow, the energy would still be too great for Willow to safely remove the spell. Hmmm ... something would have to be done about that. Meanwhile, she wanted another orgasm and she wanted a shower. While she loved it that Dawn was filthy, she herself preferred to be clean. It was another thing that would re-enforce the difference between Dawn's submissiveness and her own dominance. She finished the last touches on Dawn's new bondage and pulled the girl into the bathroom. Dawn's legs were free, but her stomach was tightly constricted by several coils of rope. Her breasts bulged out from between tight loops of rope and her arms were tied so that they were folded in the small of her back. All in all, Dawn was pretty comfortable, except for the plug in her ass, and the tight crotch rope splitting her sex. The rope was very arousing though, because it was seated deep in her cunt and it pressed into her swollen clit on each side. When they got to the bathroom, Willow put her on her knees, then stripped. As Willow pulled off her clothes, Dawn became almost entranced from the sight of the beautiful redhead. Finally, Willow was naked in front of her, and Dawn's eyes were fixed to Willow's bald pussy, her inner pussy lips protruding and wet. Willow sat on the toilet and maneuvered Dawn to face her and pulled the teen's mouth to her cunt. She had removed the gag, for now, and Dawn needed no hints as to what Willow wanted. Dawn's stomach clenched as the other woman's smell hit her, moaning as her tongue slid between Willow's cunt lips. Willow's clit wasn't nearly as big as hers, but Dawn had no trouble finding it. Her head swam from the strong smell of the witches arousal, and the thick, musky/salty taste of her sex. Dawn was aroused almost to the point of orgasm from her first taste of another woman. She licked and sucked, doing the things that she liked, and was gratified to feel Willow responding. It didn't take long for Willow to let out a loud groan and pull Dawn's face to her cunt. For a second Dawn thought that Willow was pissing in her mouth, but then realized that it was too thick to be urine. When she realized that it was Willow's cum, she had an orgasm of her own. Willow took a moment to recover then looked down at Dawn, seeing her own juices covering the girl's face. "OK, Dawnie. I'm going to take a shower now. But first, I have to pee. I'll let you decide where I go - in the shower, or somewhere more creative..." Dawn's immediate response was, "Like, how about the toilet..." but she saw the look of disappointment on Willow's face. What was it about piss? She sighed and looked down at the floor, "Um ... never mind. I... , you can..." she couldn't get the words out though. Willow knelt in front of the teen and pulled her head up so that Dawn would look into her eyes. "Dawnie, love, you don't have to, but it's such a turn on for me. It gets me so hot to think that you would submit to me enough to drink my piss. To accept even that from me." Dawn, well on her way toward being programmed to please her lovers, no matter what they wanted, dropped her eyes and whispered, "O ... ok. If it means that much to you. I guess it doesn't taste that bad." "I need to hear you say it Dawnie. I need you to ask me to do it. I can't tell you how hot it made me to drink yours. I can still feel it, all warm and sexy in my belly. Ask me Dawn. Tell me how much you want me to do it." Dawn couldn't turn her down. Just the thought of submitting to Willow this deeply made her cunt drool. "Ummm ... Willow, p ... please, um pee in my mouth." She looked up into Willow's eyes and saw them blazing with lust. This added to her own and she continued, "It's OK. I want you to do it. I r ... really liked licking you, and if you want me to drink your pee, than I want to." Willow sat down on the toilet again, spread her legs and opened the lips of her sex with her fingers. Dawn leaned forward and pressed her mouth to it and waited. It didn't take long. Willow slowly let out a small stream of urine and Dawn began to swallow. To her extreme surprise, Willow had been right - it was very sexy to do this to for her lover. It tasted pretty salty, but also a little sweet as well. She groaned in excitement, reacting to her knowledge that she really did like doing this, and, more importantly she was exciting Willow to a fevered pitch. Willow had never been this turned on. She peed slowly enough that Dawn could keep up with her, and by the time she had drained her entire bladder into the teen's willing mouth, she was close to another orgasm. Dawn helped her by taking her clit into her mouth and sucking and biting it. She brought Willow to a gut wrenching orgasm only minutes after swallowing her last mouthful of urine. She was very proud of herself, and very turned on as the witch bucked and groaned and squirted another mouthful of thick cum into her mouth. Dawn sat back and smiled, her mouth slick with Willow's cum as Willow panted and recovered. "Ohh, Dawnie, that was amazing!" She leaned down as licked her own discharge off of Dawn's face. They ended up in a kiss. "OK, almost ready for a shower," said Willow. "First, though, I want you to know how to kneel for me." Willow guided the teen until she was kneeling, her legs wide spread and her back arched. Then she stood and guided Dawn's face to her pussy and proceeded to slide her cunt all over the girl's face, soaking it in her cream. Dawn just knelt there, smiling while she did it, inhaling Willow's scent. Willow stopped then, she grabbed her panties, smiled and left the room. When she returned, Willow leaned over and grabbed Dawn's jaws, forcing her mouth open and tilting her head back. In her other hand were the panties, now soaking wet, and she squeezed the cloth over the teen's mouth. Dawn grimaced as the taste of her own piss, cold, once again invaded her mouth. As much as she liked how Willow's tasted, she really didn't like her own. But, she could see the look on Willow's face as she lovingly stuffed the panties in her mouth, and knew that if it pleased Willow, she'd do it. "OK, love, now leave those in there while I shower." Dawn nodded, trying to ignore the salty, brackish taste of her urine while she watched the beautiful redhead enjoying the shower the she would have loved to have had. Willow's shower filled the bathroom with steam and it made her feel even more sticky and dirty. But she knelt there, her feet starting to tingle, and waited for the witch to finish. When Willow had washed and dried herself she led the girl back into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. "I think a little more fun is in order before I get some sleep," she said untying and removing the rope from her Dawn's sore crotch. Willow took the excess and wrapped it even more tightly around Dawn's already constricted waist. Later, she might conjur a corset for the girl, but she'd have to see. She put the ring gag back in Dawn's mouth and blindfolded her. Then Willow retied Dawn's wrists to her ankles, then tied two pieces to each leg just above the knee. Next she tied her ankles to her thighs. Taking the ropes that had been tied to Dawn's knees, she pulled them behind the girl, folding her up and spreading her legs wide. This was quite uncomfortable. Now what Willow wanted to do next was suspend the girl, but there was no simple way to do it. Oh well, that was what magic was for! Willow chanted something, and Dawn felt herself floating in an upright position just over the bed. Willow lay under Dawn admiring the bald, spread open cunt. It was quite wet, and Willow could see that Spike had stretched her out quite a bit. Willow smiled, knowing that if Dawn wanted to be tight again after this weekend, she have to spend some time doing the same kind of exercises that Willow and Tara did. She slowly began to rub the girl, arousing her and making her juices flow. She put two fingers in the wet hole, then three. Dawn started groaning as Willow added a forth, then started trying to push her hand inside. Even though Spike had stretched her, it was still a tight fit with that plug in her asshole. Willow had plans for that though. She began to lick and suck Dawn's sex, her hand moving slightly in and out. Willow kept this up until Dawn was closed to cuming while she played with her own cunt. Then, with her other hand, she grabbed the plug in Dawn's ass and started to remove it. It was pretty difficult and Dawn moaned and yelled. Willow watched as the soiled plug slid slowly from Dawn's body. Some of Spike's cum dripped out and Willow eagerly caught it with her mouth. She released the plug and it floated upward. It would take a short time, but it would eventually slide and lock into the ring gag, completely gagging the girl. Dawn would be pretty unhappy being gagged by a plug that had been in her ass, but that was why Willow had blindfolded her. The plug would be locked in her mouth before Dawn realized what was going on. Willow went back to work, now sliding her hand slightly more forcefully in and out of the girl's sex. Dawn made guttural noise deep in her throat as Willow's tongue slide across her sensitive asshole. Slowly, but insistently the tongue tried to push inside her. Dawn resisted, even though it felt great. She could still feel Spike's cum in there, and just knew that Willow would be totally grossed out if she let it out. She felt something begin to slide into her mouth and just as she heard a click, she recognized the taste of her ass. She moaned and thrashed, but of course she couldn't move much, being so firmly held by the magic. It was disgusting and ... exciting. She had no choice. As Spike had done, Willow had forced this on her, so she accepted it. The acceptance of the perverse act excited her even as the act grossed her out. Willow smiled as she heard the startled yelp her lover let out when the plug seated itself in her mouth. Now, she could concentrate on the task at hand, so to speak. She began to fuck Dawn with her hand more aggressively, actually closing her hand into a fist, and positioned the girl so that she had easy access to her asshole with her mouth. Her tongue dove into Dawn's back hole, spearing past the girl's resisting sphincter as deep as she could go. Willow was drunk on lust - these were things she'd dreamt of for years and they were now coming true. She drunk in the taste of Dawn's ass, the cum that had been trapped there and sucked hard, drawing as much into her mouth as she could. She continued this, fisting Dawn even harder, until she felt the girl begin to orgasm. Willow's other hand was in her own cunt, slapping and pulling her clit and lips, driving herself to several strong orgasms. She didn't ease up on Dawn until the girl had cum several times, yelping and moaning behind her gag, sweat streaming down her body. Willow finally had enough, having sucked as much of Spike's cum from Dawn as she could. She lay there and panted, Dawn's gaping cunt above her face. She was content, but could feel desire still burning inside of Dawn. She knew that until the spell was released, Dawn would be literally insaitable, able to cum far more times would be normally possible. She herself was feeding off the lust they generated, but she could also feel that the energy stored in Dawn was finally abating. Too slow though - Willow calculated it would take all tomorrow to drop it enough, and Buffy would return by then. She didn't think that Buffy would be too amused. Willow lowered Dawn's exhausted body. Willow wanted sleep but didn't want Dawn to. She wanted the girl totally exhausted and pliable and therefore would deny her sleep. But she needed rest herself and Willow smiled as she came up with a plan. Hours later, when Willow awoke, she lay in bed, contented with just a hint of Dawn's arousal leaking though their link. Dawn was aroused alright. But she was also exhausted, sore and unsatisfied. Willow had chosen a very strict hogtie to keep Dawn in bondage while she slept. It was very tight, very restrictive, and just a bit different from what Spike had done to her. In addition to the breast bondage that she was still in, her arms had been crossed between her shoulder blades and tied that way. That hurt. Then, Willow had stuffed a large dildo inside her, pushing it deeply enough that it pressed against her cervix. Next, she produced a 'J' shaped tube with a ring on the long end. She'd pushed the short end of that into Dawn's asshole. She added a crotch rope to keep the dildo in, then crossed Dawn's legs at the ankles and tied them together. Willow looped two ropes through Dawn's elbows then attached them to Dawn's ankles fastening them tightly and putting enormous stress on her arms and shoulders. Dawn lay there and panted shallowly, trying not to move since anything she did really hurt. Willow then threaded rope through Dawn's hair and pulled her head back far enough to make breathing difficult. She attached the hair tie to the ring on the end of the tube in Dawn's asshole. Dawn was in absolute agony. If she hadn't still had the plug deep in her mouth (and didn't that taste good!) she would have begged and pleaded for relief. After tying her, Willow'd levitated Dawn into the kiddie pool, which still had her own urine in it. Then she whispered something and a little light the size of a mosquito formed in front of Dawn's eyes. It made no noise, and Dawn paid it little attention, even though it seemed like it was giving off a lot of heat. It soon disappeared, and shortly there after, Dawn felt something like a cross between a mosquito bite and a bee sting on her lower belly. The pain was followed by pleasure radiating out from that spot; neither sensation lasted long. Willow smiled at her and stood up. Through the tears in her eyes, she saw Willow's legs on either side of her head, then heard a hissing sound. Wetness rained down on her and she realized that Willow was pissing on her. Willow concentrated on Dawn's head, and her hair was soaked when she was finished. She leaned down and licked Dawn's tear stained face, obviously enjoying the taste of her piss and said, "Well, I'm going to take a break and get some rest. I'd tell you to do the same lover, but I don't think you'll be resting much. But, I can't tell you how exciting I find it that you'll be here suffering, while I rest. Mmmm. Now, I don't want you to cum again until I give you permission." She smiled a slow, sensuous smile and climbed up on the bed leaving Dawn alone in misery. Willow had actually used several spells. One kept circulation to all of Dawn's body so that nothing would go numb. Another monitored the girl to insure that breathing and other life giving functions were not interrupted. She was most proud of the final spell, the one that Dawn saw as a small light. It would float around her body and land. Each time it did, it would cause pain from mild to intense, then equal pleasure. No way would the girl sleep through that. Willow smiled, pleased with her 'training' spell and drifted off to sleep listening to the squeals and grunts of her little slave. Dawn occasionally saw the little light and came to realize that that was what was causing her so much distress. Her body wasn't going numb, as it had when Spike tied her, and there was no relief. She was so aroused that she was going crazy and at odd, but frequent intervals, she would feel pain, sometimes mild, sometimes really bad which was always followed by an equal level of pleasure. She was exhausted and her world narrowed to feeling. She hurt and she was thirsty, despite the large bottle of water Willow had made her drink. She was also very hungry, having had nothing since Friday morning before she left for Spike's. She tensed as the what ever it was found her mons. Muffled yells escaped her gag as the pain grew and grew. She thrashed as much as she was able, trying to alleviate it. It stopped and suddenly pleasure flooded her body. Over and over it continued and the damn thing had an afinity for her most sensitive parts. After several hours, her body and mind started to equate pleasure and pain and she started to enjoy both of them. In the last hours, even the burn of ropes that bound her body and the strain on her muscles started to feel good, in an odd sort of way. Willow smiled as she felt this through their link. She wanted to release Dawn and use her mouth, but first there was some business to take care of. As the power drained from Dawn, it added to Willow's own reserve. She used it now, to reach out and find were Buffy was. Hmmmm, on a bus and in a relatively deserted stretch of road. A few tweaks and the radio on the bus stopped working - the cell phones soon followed. Next, the engine began to die and the bus slowed and rolled to a stop, the passengers looking around in alarm. Willow's spell continued to effect things, finally making it so that it would be hours before someone would actually see the bus, no matter how anyone tried to get their attention. She saw that this would be enough to make Buffy miss enough connections that she wouldn't arrive home until Monday morning. Good. She smiled and got up to see to her toy. ------- When Willow finally released her, Dawn was almost delirious. Everything was mixed in her head - pain, pleasure, torture. The only thought on her mind was that Willow could make her cum, could release her from this whirlwind that she was caught in. Willow untied her, removing all the bondage except for the cuffs on her wrists and ankles and the tight rope around her waist. She pulled the dripping girl out of the pool and kissed her deeply. Dawn was almost incoherent after almost five hours of torture. "Please," she panted, "please Willow, please." "Yes, lover, what do you want? Is there something that I can do for you?" "Oh, Willow, I need to cum, I ... please, I'll do anything for you, but I need it sooo bad." Willow smiled and lay the girl on her back on the floor. From the drawer she pulled a flogger with wide, heavy falls. She'd used it on Tara a few times, but the thing really hurt and Tara had to be deep into subspace to enjoy it. "Open your legs, Dawnie, as wide as you can." Dawn complied, her swollen sex opened for anything that Willow wanted. Willow started flogging her, up and down, slapping the whip into Dawn's pussy. Each slap spiked the girl's excitement, and she started to feel just like the little light had started to program her to feel. Excited by pain. Slap, slap. "Does Dawnie want to cum?" "Yes, yes, please" Up, down, slap, slap. "Ask me to beat you harder. Tell me you want me to hit you hard so you can come." Slap, "Ungh, y ... yes, harder ... need to cum," slap, slap. This continued until Dawn was begging with tears in her eyes to be allowed to cum and Willow was hitting her with the whip hard enough to almost drive the breath out of the girl. "Go, ahead Dawnie, show me what a slut you are. Cum for me love, cum on the whip" Dawn did. Pleasure greater then anything she'd ever felt smashed through her body, stealing her breath and locking her muscles. Wave after wave of orgasm crashed into her until there was only the slap of the whip and her own pleasure. Willow stopped whipping Dawn and watched as the girl gasped and moaned, clearly experiencing the greatest orgasm of her young life. She smiled knowing that by tomorrow night not only would Dawn do anything to serve a lover, but she would be addicted to pain as well. Willow never realized that her own magic had subtlety twisted her into not just sexually using Dawn, but actually retraining the girl and twisting her desires so not only did she want to submit to a lover but she would also crave the high that only the mixture of pain and pleasure can bring. Willow waited on the bed, idly fingering herself while Dawn slowly came back to reality. Dawn come to herself looking at the ceiling, her body aching and soaked with sweat and ... other things. She almost cried as she realized that she was still aroused. Her body had only returned to a lower, but not low, level of arousal. "I'm hungry so I'm going downstairs to get something to eat. I want you to follow me, but you may not stand up, only crawl." "What? But, why?" Willow smiled and said the magic words, "Because it turns me on." Dawn nodded and rolled over. She followed the witch on her hands and knees and they went to the kitchen. It was a challenge to get down the stairs - she finally had to back down them, but she did it. She crawled into the kitchen and knelt as she had been taught while Willow began to put together a meal. It was early evening, and Dawn was ravenous. "C ... can I have some food too?" She asked. "Oh, I think that you can have some," said Willow as she continued to put together her dinner. Dawn's stomach growled in response. She didn't think she'd ever been without food for this long. Willow grabbed more water for the both of them and put it in the living room, then returned for two plates that contained some vegetables, peanut butter, jelly, sandwiches and other food and motioned for Dawn to crawl behind her. She sat and put the food on the coffee table and turned on the TV. She told Dawn to kneel within reach and started to eat. Dawn looked on her stomach growling hoping that she'd be fed. Finally, Willow stood up and clipped Dawn's hands behind her back. Willow sat back down and took a spoonful of peanut butter. "Does Dawnie want something to eat?" "Yes, please Willow. I'm so hungry." Willow smiled then smeared the peanut butter over her cunt. Dawn looked shocked, then realized that she was going to get the best of both worlds. She really liked the tasted of Willow's pussy, and if she got to eat food too, well, that was good. The teen leaned forward and started to lap between Willow's legs, her tongue trying to get every speck of peanut butter. Next came jelly that Willow actually slid into her cunt. She almost orgasmed as Dawn licked and sucked hard to get it out. Dawn was fed a few more spoonfuls in a like manner. Then Willow picked up a carrot, coated it with sour cream dip and slid it wide end first, deeply into her asshole. Dawn's eyes widened. "Finished eating?" "Um ... Willow that's kinda gross..." "No problem," said the witch with obvious disappointment. "I guess we're all full then." "No! um ... it's OK." Dawn was affected as much by hunger as she was by the disappointment that Willow had shown. Her cunt twinged at the thought of what she was about to do, but... Willow smiled as the teen leaned forward and put her lips to her asshole. Willow was in heaven as Dawn pulled the carrot with her teeth, eating bits of it at a time. When it was gone, she licked Willow clean, getting the last of the smeared dip. Next, Willow put a bunch of peanut butter on a piece of celery. It took some work, but she managed to push that in her asshole as well. This time, it was deep enough that she had to push to help Dawn get it out. Willow couldn't believe the girl was doing this, but she had a mini orgasm while her asshole was licked and nibbled. After eating the celery, Dawn was pushing her tongue deep into Willow's asshole to get the last bit. She was really hungry and quite aroused. When she finished, she looked expectantly at Willow, hoping for more food. "No my dear, that's all for now. After all, I wouldn't want you to get too full. But, if you're thirsty, there's something else you can do for me." Dawn blushed, realizing what Willow meant, and also realizing that she really wanted to do it. Once again, she fastened her mouth to Willow's sex as the woman slowly released her bladder into the girl's mouth. Then Willow leaned back and watched TV while Dawn knelt in silence at her side. After a half hour, she was in agony, aching from staying in the unmoving position. Willow knew this, but considered it part of the girl's training and gave her no leave to move. She did, occasionally, run her finger into her own cunt or asshole, then give it to Dawn to lick. She also would sharply tweak one of the girl's very swollen nipples while admonishing Dawn not to move. Despite the discomfort, the position was hard and her bladder was full again, Dawn felt a kind of contentment, kneeling at Willow's feet while the woman idly played with her. She tried her best not to move, even though several tweaks to her nipples shot pain, then pleasure through her body. She also found that she looked forward to sucking Willow's fingers, no matter where they'd been. Willow got up to go upstairs, telling Dawn she'd be down in a minute. After five minutes had passed, Dawn started squirming, her full bladder aching, then she decided that she needed a stretch so she stood up. No sooner had she done so, then Willow was behind her using her hair to pull her down again. "Dawn! Why did you do that? Didn't I tell you to stay?" "I'm sorry! I was stiff, and I needed to..." Willow sighed and pushed a basin under the girl. "Go ahead and pee. I know you have to." Dawn blushed, but she had to go very badly, and Willow had told her to. She peed and almost filled the basin. When she finished, Willow licked her clean, causing Dawn to groan. When she was finished, Willow looked at her with a crestfallen face and said, "You disobeyed me." "I'm sorry," Dawn whispered. "Um, OK, but don't you think that you should make up for it? I mean, I fed you and let you pee and everything." "Yes, Willow. But I don't know what to do." "OK Dawnie, I'll fix it." Fixing it consisted of Dawn being tied to the coffee table, on her back with her ankles tied to her thighs, knees pulled back and spread wide. Her arms and waist were also tied to the table. Then Willow did something very odd. She took and tied a string to each toe, then tied those strings to the legs of the table nearest to Dawn's head. This caused Dawn's feet to be pulled back so that the bottoms were totally accessible and she couldn't move them without causing pain to her toes. Willow held length of surgical tubing in her hand and looked at Dawn. "This is going to hurt, but you have to learn not to disobey." Willow recalled the training spell and the little light re-appeared, but Dawn couldn't see it. It fastened itself to her swollen clit, but didn't do anything, at least initially. Thwack! Willow swung the tubing into the arch of Dawn's foot. Dawn let out a yell. That thing hurt a lot more then she though it would! Willow continued to beat her foot, covering the entire bottom as Dawn struggled and yelled. With each strike, the little light on her clit got brighter and a gentle buzzing flowed through her clit. The result just re-enforced the training that Dawn had been subjected to since Friday. Pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure, over and over as Willow hit her. Then Willow stopped and picked up a thin whippy cane. She then continued to work on the girl, until Dawn was in agony and begging to cum. She was completely confused now. Willow stopped when she was sure that Dawn's feet would hurt too much to walk on until Monday. Dawn realized that the beating had stopped, the wonderful pleasure had gone away and she hadn't cum. She looked at Willow, pleading with her eyes. Willow smiled and stepped out of view, and when Dawn could see her again, she looked stunned. Willow had a penis! A VERY large penis, even bigger then Spike's. How had that happened... Willow saw the teen's confusion and laughed. "Silly, it's a strap on! It's not real. But it does have a little reservoir that I can fill with what ever I want so that when I 'cum' I can squeeze it and shoot liquid into you." The "little" reservoir held eight ounces of liquid and Willow filled it with Dawn's urine. The dildo was quite cleverly constructed. The reservoir was held in the user's pussy and warmed by her body. The thing was designed so that each thrust would rub the clitorus, thus exciting the user and allowing her to cum. Just before she came, if she remembered, she could release the squeeze bulb in her hand and it would release the fluid in her body. The stronger her cunt muscles spasmed, the harder the fluid would be shot out of the dildo. Additional squeezes on the bulb could add to the force of the 'ejaculation'. It was a neat toy, but Willow had been a little too optimistic when she'd bought it. It was too big for Tara, and she couldn't get Tara to use it on her because Tara couldn't bear the thought of hurting her - even if that's what she wanted. She'd use it on Dawn though. Dawn would stretch. She would also scream and yell, especially when her raw cunt was filled with acidic urine. Willow smiled and sank the first few inches into the girl. Dawn felt her cunt stretch, then stretch again as Willow drove the dildo into her body. It hurt, but the look of pure pleasure on Willow's face had made up for it. Eventually both of them had had several orgasms, and Willow had 'ejaculated'. Dawn screamed as her own piss burned the raw lining of her cunt but as she was being trained to like pain, that caused her to orgasm again. Dawn stayed tied to the table until almost midnight. She was completely drained, but her libido, so magically enhanced, was still driving her on. Willow toyed with her between cruising the internet with her computer and watching a little TV. She fisted the girl with hard, fucking motions, licked her clit, and drove the teen to many orgasms. All the while the energy was draining from Dawn into Willow. After the second time she fucked Dawn with the huge strap on, she used some of that energy to magically heal Dawn's pussy, which despite all the lubrication was a flaming red and very raw. Willow did nothing to the vaginal muscles, it turned her on that the fifteen year old could take a cock that most pro's would balk at, but the rawness she repaired. In the bedroom, she conjured a hook in the ceiling, then attached Dawn's wrists to it. She used a spreader bar on the girl's legs forcing them open very wide, then pulled her up by the wrists until she stood on her tip-toes. Next, she wove a spell that protected the teen from the damage that would result from being hung by her wrists all night. The damage, but not the pain. She activated the training spell again and took out the flogger and whipped Dawn until she was almost unconscious, more from fatigue then anything else. She actually had an orgasm from that. Finally, she pushed the large strap on inside the girl, tied it there and went to bed. Dawn got sleep only when she passed out. Much of the time was spent watching the little light flit about and land here and there on her body, causing her pain and pleasure. Willow got up the next morning to find Dawn writhing in orgasm. She'd slept for nine hours - yesterday had taken a lot out of her, and Dawn had been tortured for that long. Monitoring the spell, she saw that it had changed. It no longer gave pleasure. That didn't keep Dawn from orgasming though. The teen was completely exhausted though and Willow decided to let her sleep. She untied her and lowered her to the ground after removing the dildo. Her cunt didn't even close and Willow could see up to her cervix. Little Dawnie was going to have to work a lot to get that cunt tight again, but Willow would make sure she did it. Willow woke Dawn by eating her cunt. Dawn lost control of her bladder and peed in her face, but Willow didn't care. By this time though, Dawn smelled quite badly so, using magic, Willow cleaned her. Dawn didn't actually feel any cleaner but she was. They spent the day with Dawn being used in all kinds of ways by Willow, who's main regret was that there was no man around she could trust to fuck Dawn's ass. She really wanted to suck fresh cum out of the girl, but there was no one she could trust. So she contented herself by eating Dawn when ever she felt like it, and fucking her often with the strap on. She used Dawn as a toilet the entire day and never let Dawn pee in anything but a container while Willow watched. Willow also insisted on cleaning the girl with her tongue, something that Dawn was coming to love. She wouldn't feed the girl until late that day knowing that the end was near. Willow made Dawn eat what small amount of food she was given from her asshole, sucking it out. Dawn made no complaints and obediently did whatever she was told. Finally, it was time to remove the spell. Willow could have just performed the ritual, but she was so corrupted by the magic that she planned something especially painful for the girl. Dawn was tied in the living room. Well, sort of tied. She was completely naked and floated spread eagled several feet off the floor by Willow's magic. Willow started by using, once again, the strap on while beating the girl's tits with the rubber tubing. Dawn howled, but it was all pleasure now. When Willow finished, she left the dildo in the girl, held there by magic and conjured a box. She opened it and let the teen see what was inside. "Oh, god no, Willow! You're not going to use those on me are you? Haven't I pleased you? Are you punishing me? What did I do wrong?" "Oh, nothing little love. I am doing this because it pleases me. You want to please me, don't you?" Dawn sobbed a little, "Yes." "This will please me and then you can sleep. OK?" "Really? I can really sleep?" "Yes, and when you wake, you'll be back to your normal self. " sort of, thought Willow. Smiling, Willow removed the first needle from the box. It was made of silver, long and pretty thick. It entered Dawn's skin just at the top of her mons... For an hour Willow slid the needles into Dawn's skin. Each one hurt badly and there was a patterned formed over her skin with them. Her stomach, ribs, thighs, mons, underarms, breasts and even her tongue had been pierced. The needles were magical and each piercing brought a little more pain and a little more pleasure to the girl. When Willow began sliding them into her nipples, Dawn started screaming, her voice quite horse by now. She had an orgasm. Three needles went into each nipple. Her inner and outer cunt lips were pierced, also causing incredible pain. And another orgasm. Willow carefully pierced Dawn's clit hood. Finally, Willow held up three more needles. Dawn's whole body throbbed with each heartbeat and she could feel all the metal in her skin. "Do you know where these go?" Dawn was having a hard time focusing. She shook her head, almost not understanding. "Three left, and they will release the spell." Dawn shook her head again. The energy that had sustained her for days was almost gone. She was confused and almost couldn't remember why she was here. She hurt and the pain felt good which also confused her. Somewhere deep in her body she craved more of it, knew it's embrace would satisfy her. Willow - Willow was helping her with that ... Willow would satisfy her... Willow walked between Dawn's legs. Her placement of the needle in Dawn's clit hood had peeled it back for complete access to the swollen organ. She placed the first pin and pushed. Dawn screamed and came hard enough that she would have passed out, if not for the magic. In went the second. Same result, then finally the third. Dawn did pass out. Willow raised her hands, chanting and as the needles disappeared, so did the spell in Dawn. Had Willow not been so corrupted by the magic, the entire thing could have been done with a hand wave and some chanting. But no, she wanted to drive Dawn to the very edge and get her own pleasure too. Willow could see the spell leave Dawn - it had mutated beyond anything she had meant it to be. It seemed almost alive and looking at her as it slowly dissipated. Willow was burning with energy now. She used that to heal Dawn and to put her in a deep sleep. When she finished, there were no visible marks on the girl, although her cunt was still completely stretched out. Willow levitated Dawn to her bed, then passed out on the floor. ------- Dawn awoke the next morning in time to get ready for school. She had just jumped into the shower when everything came flooding back to her. But, it was almost like a dream. She was horny, sure, when wasn't she? But there was nothing like the urgency that she remembered feeling. As she showered, she slid her fingers through her cunt, then into it, four of them fitting easily. She groaned and tweaked a nipple. Then tweaked it harder, crushing the swollen nub and digging her fingers into it. Ohhh, that felt wonderful! She came hard and leaned back against the shower and let the water fall over her. It was going to be a good day. ------- The End ------- Posted: 2002-05-01 Last Modified: 2010-01-11 / 08:39:40 pm Version: 1.10 ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------