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Subject: {ASSM} BtVS Fic: Buffy's Bitch - Chapters 1-8 (f/f, teen, fdom, spank, humil, humor, TV-parody)
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Title: Buffy's Bitch
Author: Oric13
Universe: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Buffy/Cordelia
Rating: NC-17 (of course)
Keywords: f/f, teen, fdom, spank, humil, humor, TV-parody
Feedback: will gladly be accepted at Oric13@xs4all.nl
Summary: Affected by the slime of a demon, Buffy reacts somewhat
different to Cordelia's usual taunting.
Notes: The story takes place shortly after season 2 episode "I Only
Have Eyes For You" and is slightly AU, because unlike what happened in
the series: Cordelia did NOT get back with Xander. Instead she clawed
and bitched her way back as Queen of Sunnydale High.

Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Joss Whedon &
Mutant Enemy... but the story itself belongs to me.

Warning: This story contains: lesbian sex, spanking, D/s, humiliation
and a bit of S&M. If you don't like that or are too young for it, then
don't read this.


Buffy's Bitch
by Oric13



Prologue


Buffy Summers was busy patrolling through one of Sunnydale's many
cemeteries. She'd already staked six vampires that evening and was
about to call it a night. Walking towards the entrance of the
cemetery, she suddenly noticed something move by one of the larger
crypts.

'Let's check it out and see if I can make it seven dusted vamps this
evening,' Buffy decided while sneaking towards the crypt. 

"Here vampy, vampy. Come and get it!" she called out while rounding
the corner of the crypt; suddenly coming face to face with the figure
she was stalking. Instead of a vampire though, she was faced with an
eight feet tall, green slimy monster; with green glowing eyes and a
sort of round mouth that looked like a hole with teeth.

"Ouch! You must be last year's winner in Sunnydale's ugliest monster
competition," Buffy quipped while taking a step backwards. "I don't
suppose you are willing to leave peacefully, so I can go home and
prepare for my history test tomorrow and you can prepare for this
year's ugliest monster competition?"

"GROAAAR!!" roared the beast while striking towards her with a big,
clawed paw.

The Slayer quickly ducked, barely escaping the claw. "Hmmm, I'm going
to assume that means a big fat NO?" the blonde commented. "Well
"Groaaar" to you too, buddy!"

Leaping forward, she kicked hard into the monster's (supposed)
stomach, which seemed to have little effect on the green creature
since it immediately backhanded her with its paw, throwing her a good
ten feet backwards. Quickly jumping up, she proceeded to unleash a
series of kicks & punches upon the beast; who staggered back slightly
under the onslaught but managed to give another quick strike with its
clawed paw. Buffy ducked and grabbed the paw that was coming towards
her, using a combination of her slayer-strength and the force of the
monster's own strike; she managed to lift the creature off of the
ground, over her back and against the crypt wall. Seeing the monster
lying dazed on its back, Buffy pulled out a stake and jumped onto the
beast. Who --with an unexpected speed for a creature that size-- drew
up a leg and kicked her in the stomach, throwing her back. Then the
green monster let out another big roar and jumped back on its feet,
quickly running towards Buffy who was just standing up herself. 

"Damn! So this is going to be one of THOSE days again!" she muttered
as she watched the creature rush towards her. 

She punched the approaching monster hard in the face, who bellowed
loudly and grabbed her in a tight bear hug. Buffy felt the air leaving
her lungs as the beast crushed her against its chest with an enormous
strength. Struggling, she managed to free her arm that was still
holding the stake and quickly stabbed it into the creature's left eye.
It let out a cry of pain and released her. Buffy stumbled backwards
and looked up at the monster. The creature let out a screech and
suddenly a fountain of green slime came from its mouth: spewing on
Buffy's face and her chest. Blinded by the slime she quickly leaped
backwards and started to wipe the slime from her eyes.

"Ewww, he slimed me!!" Cautious for another attack she looked up and
was relieved to see the green monster running away.

"Great," she sighed. "Couldn't he have run away BEFORE spewing slime
all over my face and clothes!"

Pulling a handkerchief from her pocket, she began wiping away the
slime as best as she could... Then she suddenly noticed a strange
sensation on the parts of skin that had been covered with the slime,
and let out a second sigh. 'I better report this to Giles; maybe this
slime has some kind of weird side effect. If that's the case I better
find out sooner then later... like suddenly turning green in the
middle of class tomorrow. That would be just what I needed to make my
rep as the school's freak complete!'

She proceeded to walk home, meanwhile contemplating the unfairness of
it all and feeling very sorry for herself. 'If it isn't enough that I
have to spend my --probably very short-- life hunting vampires... or
that my boyfriend turned into a psycho-killer after I had sex with
him; I also get slimed and almost killed by a big green ugly
monster... Ohhh, the joys of being a Slayer...' As she passed the
Bronze, Buffy felt a twinge of jealousy as she thought about all the
girls and boys her age having a great time inside while she had to be
busy outside: trying to make Sunnydale a safer place to live in.


Chapter 1


Looking at the Bronze, Buffy saw Cordelia Chase coming out with some
of her friends. While gazing at the beautiful, well-dressed brunette,
she recalled how much her life used to be like Cordelia's until she
became the Slayer. 'I really wish Cordelia and I could be friends, she
can actually be kinda fun if she isn't worrying about her clothes
and/or reputation at the time.'

When Buffy came to Sunnydale High for the first time she and Cordelia
almost became friends but her hanging out with persons far below
Cordelia's social standing (Xander and Willow to be precise) soon put
a stop to that... and almost staking Cordelia the very same day,
didn't help much either.

On the other hand, she had saved the cheerleader's life several
times... that should count for something, shouldn't it? Things hadn't
become any simpler lately, because she kept having erotic dreams about
Cordelia; they had started a few months after she had come to
Sunnydale and she kept having them on a regular basis... it was really
starting to bother her! Sure, she had erotic dreams about classmates
before, so that didn't bother her. For example, she also had some
definite erotic dreams about Willow, so the fact that she was dreaming
about a girl didn't matter much either. But at least she LIKED the
other people she was dreaming about... but Cordelia Chase?! Sure: the
cheerleader was unquestionably beautiful and gorgeous, and somehow
always managed to look her best, but she was also an elitist bitch
with about as much tact and sensitivity as a stampeding herd of
buffalos.

Sighing loudly, Buffy contemplated her mixed feelings for Cordelia:
sometimes she wanted to kiss the girl but most of the time she wanted
to kick her -gorgeous- ass after yet another putdown against Willow,
Xander or herself. While looking at and thinking about Cordelia, she
suddenly felt a tingling sensation coming from the slime on her skin.

*****

Talking animatedly with her --once again-- friends, Cordelia Chase
walked out of the Bronze. She felt great! With the use of some handy
manipulation and gossip she managed to drag that little usurper
Harmony down below her in the Sunnydale High social order (where that
wannabe belonged) thereby reinstating herself once again as reigning
social queen of Sunnydale High (it's a dirty job but someone's got to
do it). After that it wasn't very hard to get Aura and her other
friends back inline.

Having just ended a successful night of teasing boys and putting down
some girls (that will teach those little bitches not to make fun of
Cordelia Chase! Even if she's dating a social nobody like Xander
Harris at the time) she now finally felt like she had recovered fully
from the social downfall of dating Alexander Lavelle (can you believe
it!) Harris.

"Well, time to go home and go to bed. I can't be expected to look this
good without getting at least 8 hours sleep." Cordelia commented to
her friends while saying goodbye to them.

"Goodnight, Cordy! I'll see you tomorrow at school. It was great to go
bronzing with the whole group again, I really missed this," Aura said
while waving goodbye and walking with Amber to her car.

"Yeah, Cordy," Harmony spoke hesitantly. "It's nice to go out together
again... Well, goodnight."

"Goodnight, Harm... Oh, and by the way?" Cordelia said; raising an
eyebrow and shooting a pointed look at Harmony's white pumps. "Never,
ever, wear white shoes after Labour Day, hon."

Smirking as a red-faced Harmony walked away with the proverbial tail
between her legs, Cordelia turned to walk to her car when she suddenly
spotted Buffy on the other side of the street looking at her.

Being the fashion obsessive person that she is, Cordelia immediately
noticed Buffy's rather rumbled appearance (which she considered to be
a really polite description for someone who's wearing torn clothes and
is covered in some kind of goo). At first she felt concern for the
girl who obviously had been in a rough fight, but that was quickly
replaced with a feeling of anger and a touch of jealousy. 

She couldn't help but feel that most of the problems she had to face
the last couple of years were all because of Buffy Summers... hadn't
the attacks on her life started when Buffy appeared? And wasn't her
social fall caused because she had been foolish enough to date Xander
Harris, which she never would have done if he hadn't been hanging
around with Buffy Summers (only because of his association with Buffy
had he become worthy of her attention). Yep, Buffy was to blame for
most of the misfortune that had befallen her lately, and now was a
good opportunity to get back at her... Narrowing her eyes at her
target, she started walking towards the Slayer.

*****

Buffy was shaken out of her musings about Cordelia when she suddenly
saw the subject of her thoughts walking towards her. The brunette
cheerleader walked right up to her, standing very close.

"Dear, oh dear, oh dear..." Cordelia mockingly muttered as she raked
her gaze up and down Buffy's body with her patented bitchy "take no
prisoners" look.

A smirk appeared on the cheerleader's lips. "Well Buffy, as outfits
go, this is even sad by YOUR standards!" Cordelia observed, as her
smirk grew bigger by the second. "Torn halter-top and mini skirt;
obviously aiming for the "skanky-ho, going through bad times" look,
combined with a pair of black sneakers, which don't even match the
rest of your white-trash outfit... and to complete it all: a topping
of "green slime ala big loser". On a scale from 1 to 10, I'm gonna
have to give this outfit a -6."

The tingling sensation from the green slime suddenly increased, as did
Buffy's anger and frustration. What the Hell is Cordelia's problem?!
She'd saved the cheerleader's life several times and tried her best to
become friends, and in return Cordelia insulted and shunned her! She
also suspected the cheerleader had spread some vicious rumours about
her shortly after she came to Sunnydale... Well, she had taken more
then enough of Cordelia's crap!

Not seeing the dangerous glint in Buffy's eyes, Cordelia --who felt
she was on a roll tonight-- continued her verbal attack. "So what's
next? Wearing a big purple moo-moo, a pair of plastic slippers and
then covering yourself in garlic sauce? I never thought I would say
this... to anyone! But I think you just surpassed Willow in the bad
taste outfits department and if that isn't bad enough, you--"

Cordelia's speech was abruptly interrupted by Buffy grabbing the front
of Cordy's --very expensive Gucci-- dress. "That's it!" Buffy growled,
"even though I saved your life more times that I can count, you
constantly insult me any chance you get, and now you also insult
Willow!?" Pulling Cordelia closer, she continued, "I've had it with
your insults, you spoiled brat! I want to hear two apologies right
now: one for insulting Willow and one for insulting me, and after that
I want to hear a polite "thank you for saving my life so many times,
Buffy" from you!"

Cordelia, though initially a bit shocked by Buffy's reaction, quickly
recovered. "Well Buffy, it seems that living on the Hellmouth can be
handy on at least some occasions, such as this one."

"And why is that?" the Slayer inquired.

After removing Buffy's hands and carefully inspecting her dress for
any damage, Cordelia looked up and continued, "Because now it won't be
so hard for you to find out when it's freezing in Hell, at which time
I will apologize to you and Willow!"

Buffy folded her arms in front of her and shot the cheerleader a
little smirk. "Nice one Cordy, but you ARE going to apologize... right
now!"

"And if I don't?" Cordelia replied while taking a nail file out of her
purse. Shooting Buffy a haughty look, she calmly started to work on
her nails.

Taking in Cordelia's nail-filing activities through narrowed eyes,
Buffy said, "And if you don't... I'm going to take you into that alley
over there, put you over my knee and spank your little Gucci-clad ass
until you do!"

At that point, unnoticed by the bickering women, the last bits of
green slime on Buffy's skin glowed and disappeared.

*****

Halting her nail filing for the moment, Cordelia looked at Buffy with
a mixture of shock, surprise and disbelief. "You're bluffing!" she
replied in a challenging tone of voice.

Flashing the cheerleader a toothy grin, Buffy said, "I was so hoping
you would say that, Cordy."

The next thing Cordelia knew, she was draped across Buffy's shoulders
and taken into the alley.

The young slayer lifted the brunette from her shoulder and sat down on
a garbage can. As she draped the pretty cheerleader across her lap,
Cordelia finally recovered from her shocked silence and shrieked in
indignation. "Let me go this instant, you bottled-blonde freak!"

Buffy listened to the agitated woman's ranting for a moment and shook
her head in disbelief. "You REALLY should learn when to keep your
mouth shut, Cordy."

Raising the girl's skirt, an aroused and angry Buffy revealed the
cheerleader's perfect, round globes, which were separated by a small
thong. "Nice thong, Cordelia!" she grinned.

"What the Hell do you think you're doing, you perverted little vampire
floozy?!" Cordelia cried out as she tried (in vain) to wrestle out of
the Slayer's grip.

Narrowing her eyes at her intended target, Buffy replied, "Something I
should have done a long time ago!" and let her hand crash down on the
invitingly, uplifted buttocks.

SMACK!!!

"Yowww!!" the cheerleader cried out in shock.

"This is going to hurt you more then me," Buffy quipped.

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"OW!! Stop it, you little bitch!"

Licking her lips as she studied the - now pink - globes with a hungry
look, Buffy started Cordelia's spanking in earnest, letting down a
swift volley of spanks.

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Owwwww!!!"

"Perhaps this will teach you to be a bit more kinder and tactful in
the future!" Buffy chastised the young woman as she continued the
punishment.

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"Yoooowwwww!!!!!"

"And not treat your fellow classmates like dirt!"

SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACCK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACCKK!!!!
SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACCK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!

*****

SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACCK!!! SMACCKK!!!!
SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!

"Well? How about it, Cordy?" Buffy asked the now sobbing brunette.

"I-I'm s-sorry," Cordelia sniffed, as she hung limply across the young
blonde's lap.

"And?"

"A-and I apologize for my behaviour towards you and Willow," she
quickly added.

"That's better!" Buffy said with a satisfied voice. She allowed the
chastised cheerleader to crawl off her lap.

Standing up, Cordelia quickly rubbed her red butt-cheeks while giving
Buffy a chagrined yet apprehensive look.

Buffy issued the annoyed brunette a pleased look. "I hope you learned
your lesson, Cordy?"

"Yes, I have..." Cordelia pulled her dress down and straightened it in
the most dignified manner she could manage after just receiving a bare
bottomed spanking like a naughty 8 year old.

Having composed herself, Cordelia's usual haughty expression returned
to her face and she raised a questioning eyebrow at Buffy. "Are you
quite finished with me now?"

Buffy grinned and gave her a "with-my-leave" gesture.

Cordelia turned and gingerly walked away. As she reached the end of
the alley she turned back and shouted, "The lesson I learned was: do
not give fashion tips to trailer-trash when you're still within their
reach!" Having said this, she quickly ran away.

For a few moments, Buffy sat as frozen; astounded that Cordelia had
the nerve to insult her again, right after the spanking she just got!
Recovering from the shock, she swiftly leapt up and ran after the
cheerleader, utilizing her Slayer-speed.

Running out of the alley, she sprinted towards Cordelia's car and was
just in time... to see Cordelia flip her the bird as she drove away.

Buffy couldn't help be somewhat impressed by the brunette's daring...
there weren't a whole lot of people who would have the guts to insult
an angry Slayer AND flip her off.

A feral smile appeared on the Slayer's face as she watched the "Queen
C" mobile disappear in the distance. 'I guess Cordelia still needs to
be taught a few lessons... Which I'll be more then happy to teach
her!' Buffy silently considered. 'And perhaps while I'm providing
Cordelia with some much needed discipline, I will have the opportunity
to make some of the dreams I've been having true. After all, she still
owes me for saving her life... and letting me play with those nice big
tits of hers, seems like a small price to pay.'

Feeling a lot more cheerful then she did twenty minutes ago, Buffy
started walking home... Whistling a jaunty tune while happily
fantasizing about having her way with Cordy's gorgeous body.

Absentmindedly she decided that tomorrow was soon enough to tell Giles
about the slime monster... after all, if she feels this good, what
could possibly be wrong?


Chapter 2


Stepping from beneath the arch that marked the entrance to Sunnydale
High, Cordelia Chase gazed around: taking in the grounds of the
Sunnydale High school like a queen looking over her domain. Royally
striding forwards she used a sharp look to send the nerds, geeks and
other riffraff scurrying from her path (she didn't use her patented
level 10 intensity look of course; she only used that look on those
she considered worthy of it). Occasionally a particularly brave (or
ignorant) passer-by would be belatedly in clearing the path for her.
That foolish person would then be send off with the appropriate snide
remark or nasty putdown.

With an indulgent smile, Cordelia accepted the awed and worshipful
looks of the other students while making her way to the school
building, softly humming Meredith Brooks' Bitch song as she walked
along.

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

Then Cordelia-ing the chorus somewhat:

She's a bitch, He's a pover
I am rich... and I love it! 
Gwyneth is thin; I am thinner...

As she neared the school building (leaving several distraught students
in her wake) Harmony, Aura and the others joined her... and together
they entered the halls of Sunnydale High.

*****

"Hey, Cordy! Wait up!"

Turning her head slightly, Cordelia noticed Scott Pullman trying to
catch up with her. 'How about that... If it isn't Scott "I can't date
you because you dated Xander Harris" Pullman. I wonder what he wants
now!'

"Hello, Cordelia!" he gave her an adoring look, reminding her of her
pre-Xander days. Pretending she didn't hear him, she calmly continued
her conversation with Aura.

"Uhm," he finally continued, puzzled by the brunette's lack of
response. "I was wondering... if perhaps you wanted to go out tonight?
Seeing that it's Friday and all?"

Pretending to suddenly notice him, she looked towards him and quickly
recoiled. "Oh. My. God!"

"What?! What is it?" the boy loudly exclaimed while looking around
him, trying to figure out what caused her strange reaction.

"Those bulgy 10-sizes-too-big jeans are SO incredibly out that it
isn't even funny anymore! If you're going for this kind of fashion
statement, then you may as well put on 10-sizes-too-big shoes, stick a
tomato on your nose and change your name to Bozo!"

Several students who were listening in on their conversation laughed
as Scott's face turned to the colour of a tomato. "I-I-I..." he
stuttered, trying to come up with a biting comeback.

"Scoot, Scott!" the cheerleader called out, while making shooing
motions with her hands and issuing the embarrassed teen a look of
utter disgust. "Get away from me before my expensive designer outfit
somehow gets infected by your second-hand Wal-Mart pants!"

'Another one bites the dust!' Cordelia thought satisfied while
watching Scott scamper away like the stepped-on little bug that he is,
looking several inches shorter then before.

Issuing her audience a regal look, Cordy haughtily turned around and
resumed her way --her flock respectfully trailing behind her.

*****

"Still, that was Scott Pullman," one of her sheep intoned. "He's kind
of a hunk, isn't he?" The girl looked at her queen for confirmation.

"Yeah, and his father is a senior partner at a prestigious law firm!"
another girl brought up.

"Screw Scott Pullman!" Queen C replied. "I could pick up better dates
then him on a Sci-Fi convention."

"Ouch!" the girls exclaimed in unison

"You were pretty nasty, Cordy." Harmony said, admiration sounding in
her voice. "Where do you come up with those remarks?"

"It's a gift," Cordelia dryly replied, gazing in the mirror as she
perfected her make-up. "In every generation there is a Chosen One. She
alone will stand against the geeks, the Wal-Mart shoppers, and the
forces of extremely lousy taste. She is... the Shopper! And in this
generation, naturally, that girl could only be me."

Noticing that her friends were gazing at her with slack jawed
expressions on their faces (not that that look was so unusual for
them), the cheerleader sighed in exasperation. "Well, Duh! I'm kidding
here! You didn't think that such a tacky line could actually be for
real, did you?" 

'Jeez! Oblivious much?!' Sighing again, she added a touch of eye
shadow, and looked her reflection over in the mirror. "There! Absolute
perfection!"

After having graciously accepted the admiring "oohs" and "ahhhs" from
her friends, she strode out of the ladies room with the other girls
following closely behind her.

As Cordelia and her groupies left, one of the stall doors opened and
out stepped Buffy Summers. Quickly walking to the door, the blonde's
eyes followed the group of girls, narrowing a bit as they focussed on
the brunette cheerleader. The Slayer had heard Cordelia's little jibe
about her calling and wasn't too pleased... 'What an incredible
bitch,' Buffy thought angrily. 'I'm so gonna make you pay for that
remark, Cordy.' Her eyes lowered to the May Queen's enticingly swaying
behind. 'Nice ass though...'

*****

The blonde Slayer sighed miserably. No matter how much she tried to
focus on Mrs. Walker's History lesson; her thoughts kept returning to
a certain brunette cheerleader... 'Damnit! This is getting freakish!'
Buffy silently ranted to herself; very disturbed with her growing
obsession for Cordelia. 'And I'm talking Hellmouthy freakish... As if
those sex-dreams weren't disturbing enough; I now have to constantly
think about her?!'

"Buffy! Buffy Summers!!"

Shocked from her reverie, Buffy blinked in surprise as she suddenly
found herself looking at a very annoyed Mrs. Walker.

"I'm sorry, Miss Summers," Mrs. Walker sarcastically inquired. "Did I
wake you from your nap?"

"No! No, I was just... thinking," Buffy quickly replied, feeling
herself flush as she heard her classmates giggle. 'Great! This will
really help me get rid of my reputation as the school weirdo.'

"Very good, I'm glad to hear that." Smirking slightly, the history
teacher continued, "In that case you are of course aware of the
subject we just discussed... and will have no problem telling me the
answer to this question: Which person's dawdling and obsession with
her wardrobe has been rumoured to led to her capture and her
subsequent beheading?"

"Uhm... Cordelia Chase?" The answer was out of her mouth before she
could stop it. As laughter filled the classroom, Buffy put her hands
in front of her face and groaned. 'This is going to be a very long
day...'

*****

Buffy sighed in relief as she made her way to the library. It had been
an extremely long day; she'd been almost unable to keep her mind off
the cheerleader, and the resulting daydreaming and inattentiveness to
her classes hadn't exactly endeared her with her teachers --who were
already sceptical about her academic interest.

Nope, it hadn't been a good day... but at least she was done with
school for today. That thought alone made her feel a whole lot better.

Pushing open the double doors, she entered the library and saw Xander,
Willow and Oz sitting at the big table and Giles standing by a stack
of books. Looking up, they smiled and called out greetings.

"Hey, Buffy!"

"Buffster!"

"Hello, Buffy."

"Hey guys!" she smiled back at them and took a seat in one of the
remaining chairs. Letting out a blissful sigh as she comfortably
leaned back.

"Rough day?" Willow smiled.

Making a sour face, Buffy replied, "Just a very long day, it seemed
like it would never end."

"Hey! That's how I feel about every day of school," Xander remarked.
"Just do what I do: empty your mind and wait for it all to be over."

"That would explain your grades," Giles absently noted.

"I'll stick with my theory that my low grades are a political thing,"
Xander protested, turning his attention back to Buffy he inquired,
"So... anything new on the Slayer front?"

That question seemed to get Giles' interest and he momentarily drew
his attention away from his books to focus on his Slayer. "Yes, how
did last night's patrol go?"

Buffy crinkled her nose as she thought about yesterday's slayage and
the slime bath she received. Then her thoughts focussed again on the
beautiful brunette whose round little butt she spanked, and her
encounter with the green slime demon didn't seem that important
anymore.

"Buffy?"

"Hmm?" she responded, lost in her thoughts about the cheerleader.

"Last night's patrol?" Giles reminded her.

"Oh, right! Well... the night started out pretty good with the slaying
of six vamps... it sorta went downhill from there when I ran into this
eight feet tall, green slimy demon."

"A new demon?" the watcher's interest was now fully aroused. "What did
it look like exactly?"

"Uhm... Eight feet tall, green slimy demon describes it pretty well
actually," Buffy recalled. "Nothing much else to say about it."

"I see..." Giles responded solemnly, obviously disappointed about this
lack of detail. "And how did you fight it?"

"It was more like he fought me, instead of the other way around. For
such a big thing, it was pretty damn quick... and packs one hell of a
wallop!" the Slayer mesmerized. "If I hadn't been able to jam a stake
in one of its eyes, things could have turned out very ugly... and that
demon was plenty of ugly to begin with."

"But you are alright, Buffy?" Giles inquired, suddenly feeling a bit
worried. "You seem a little... preoccupied."

"I'm okay, Giles... Not a scratch on me." Buffy told her watcher,
giving him a reassuring smile. 'They don't need to know about the
slime shower I got from that thing,' she decided. 'I could just
imagine some of the jokes I would hear about that... Besides, if the
slime had some sort of side effect then I would have noticed it by
now.'

"And what happened to the demon?"

"Luckily it ran away in the end... that was one big baddie!"

"Speaking of big baddies," Xander put in his 2 cents. "Did you see the
look on Cordelia's face when you made that crack about her in History
class?" The young man's face seemed to lit up as he remembered that
moment. He just wished he had be the one to say it.

"Not to take away the importance of any funny comments made about
Cordelia," Giles interrupted. "But I think we should focus on this new
demon right now."

Xander shrugged. "What about it, G-man? Nothing new there: we research
new baddie, we find new baddie, Buffy slays new baddie, we party!"

"Yes... thanks for summing that up for us, Xander," Giles responded
somewhat tiredly while cleaning his glasses. "I guess our work is
practically done already."

"Exactly!" the young man shot the watcher a big toothy smile. "So back
to the subject of Cordelia: anybody else noticed that she's
particularly bitchy the last week or so? I personally describe her
increasing moodiness to a bad case of Xander deprivation..."

"I think you're on your own with that theory," Willow mumbled as
Xander went on another one of his Cordelia tirades: like what a bitch
she was to dump him on Valentine's Day.

Buffy's thoughts were now once again focussed on Cordelia, and with a
growing irritation she listened to Xander rant on about the
cheerleader. He seemed a lot more interested in the May Queen now then
when he actually went out with her. And frankly, it started to annoy
her... 

Uncomfortably shifting on her chair, she decided that the only way to
get the cheerleader out of her mind was to go and see her. Being a
girl of action, she immediately leaped up from her chair and walked to
the exit; drawing the attention of everyone in room, even from Xander
who halted his "I hate Cordelia Chase" speech.

"Where are you going, Buffy?" Giles asked surprised. "We still need to
discuss this newest demon." 

Buffy turned to face her watcher and shrugged, "I already told you
what the newest baddie looks like; not much else to talk about, is
there? Besides, it's not like we're busy talking about demons right
now..."

"Well, actually," Xander quipped. "I think that Cordelia--"

"Oh, give it a rest, Xander," an annoyed Giles interrupted him. "We
still could use your help identifying the demon during research,
Buffy... Is there something else you need to do?"

'Don't say you're going to see Cordelia!'

"I'm going to see Cordelia."

'Oh, crap!'

"Why do you want to see Cordelia?" Willow asked surprised.

"I, uhm, I want to apologize for that remark I made in class," Buffy
quickly explained. 'Yeah, right!'

"No! Don't do that," Xander practically begged.

"She's probably home by now, her last class ended like fifteen minutes
ago," Willow noted, ignoring Xander's plea and checking her watch.
"And with the way Cordelia drives: she probably entered the Chase
Mansion eleven minutes ago."

"No, she always takes a long shower after P.E. to unwind," Xander
suddenly mentioned, seemingly lost in thought. "A very long shower...
Taking plenty of time to let the hot jets of water clean her tired,
naked, sweaty, naked body... Making sure to clean every nook and
cranny... every little bit of that gorgeous, naked-- Or so I've
heard," he finished lamely, noticing the looks the others were giving
him.

"Well, that was sort of disturbing," Oz broke the sudden silence.

"Yeah, I'll see if I can catch her before she goes home," Buffy
absently replied while picturing a naked and wet Cordelia Chase. "Got
to go, bye!"

The Scoobies watched amazed as the blonde Slayer practically ran from
the library.

"What's up with her? I haven't seen someone so eager to see Cordelia,
since..." Xander tried to come up with an appropriate comparison.

"Since you went out with her?" Oz deadpanned.

"Hey! I was never that eager to see Cordelia when I went out with
her," Xander loudly objected.

*****

Cordelia sighed blissfully as streams of water caressed her naked
body. It was a good thing that Physical Exercise is the last of her
classes, because she loved ending her day with a long, hot shower.
While her classmates usually took a quick shower at best --eager to
get home-- she really liked to take her time...

Twenty minutes later she stepped out of the shower and, grabbing a big
white fluffy towel, started to dry her body.

She felt glad that Harmony and the others hadn't stayed around to keep
her company; there was a limit to the amount of time she could listen
to them argue about which movie stars would make the cutest couple,
and she felt that she reached that limit for today. In fact, she
preferred to spend this time alone. It gave her the opportunity to
reflect on things without the distraction of her cheerleader friends,
the wannabe's and the Scoobies with their creepy Hellmouth related
stuff (which she just knew was going to give her some early wrinkles);
not to mention the bottled-blonde little bitch who leaded that band of
losers.

"Buffy!" the cheerleader exclaimed in shock as she removed the towel
from her face and unexpectedly found herself face to face with the
aforementioned bottled-blonde bitch.

"Hi, Cordy," Buffy calmly replied as she took in the cheerleader's
naked, damp body with appreciative eyes.

Noting the other girl's blatant visual explorations of her naked form,
Cordelia hastily wrapped the towel around her body, covering herself
up. Quickly recovering from her shock, the young brunette crossed her
arms in front of her chest and shot the blonde her patented level
10-intensity glare. "What exactly is your problem, Buffy Summers?! Was
that little exploration in the wonderful world of S&M from yesterday
not enough? Now you have to start spying on me in the shower?! That's
like totally--"

Cordelia abruptly stopped speaking, her mouth falling open in surprise
as the other girl suddenly grabbed and yanked away her towel; leaving
the cheerleader standing there completely naked.

"We never got to finish that little conversation from yesterday,"
Buffy said with a honey-sweet voice, slowly advancing on the
cheerleader. "If I remember correctly: you called me trailer-trash...
and we sorta left it at that since you were in such a big hurry to
leave."

"Now, Buffy..." Cordelia somewhat nervously replied as she backed away
from the --now surely psychopathic-- Slayer. "When I called you
trailer-trash, I meant that in the most affectionate manner."

Buffy shot the nervous brunette a wicked grin. Before the cheerleader
knew it, she was dragged to a nearby bench and deposited across the
Slayer's lap.

"Since the lesson from yesterday obviously didn't sink in; I'll be
happy to give you a little reminder, Cordy."

SMACKK!!!!

"Ouch!!"

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!!

"Goddamnit! Not again!"

SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!!

*****

Cordelia squirmed franticly on Buffy's lap as the Slayer smacked a
steady beat on her buttocks. "Lemme go!! I'll sue you for every cent
you've got, you perverse pygmy dominatrix wannabe!" the brunette
screeched as she tried to wriggle out of the blonde's firm grasp.

Buffy's eyes widened at that insult and she brought her hand down
harder and faster.

SMACCKK!!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!!
SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!!
SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!!
SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Cordelia cried out, feeling like Buffy's hand
was making permanent imprints on her butt. "I apologize for all the
insults I said to you... ever!"

This seemed to satisfy the blonde, and after giving the cheerleader a
couple of final spanks, she ended the spanking. While Cordelia
remained lying across the Slayer's lap, trying to regain her
composure, Buffy examined the cheerleader's glowing red buttocks.
'Ouch! I certainly did one hell of a job on her butt,' the blonde
considered somewhat repentantly. Laying her hand on the soft twin
globes, she gently started stroking Cordy's well-punished behind...

For several minutes, the cheerleader laid silently across the Slayer's
lap, her eyes closed and a relaxed expression on her face as she
allowed her nemesis to rub her painful bottom... Then, as the brunette
suddenly became aware of the awkwardness of her position, she opened
her eyes and quickly climbed off of her classmate's lap.

Lightly blushing, she turned to face the amused blonde. "Okay, you
beat my behind purple AGAIN! So I suppose you're one happy little
Slayer... Can I please get dressed now?"

A smirk formed on the Slayer's lips. "We still need to have a little
talk about this morning; when you were in the ladies room with your
fan club, making fun of my calling."

"Jeez! Can't you take a joke?!" the cheerleader exclaimed. "You have
to admit that as callings go, yours sounds pretty lame: One girl to
stand against the vampires, demons and the forces of Darkness... Give
me a break!"

'Oops! Wrong thing to say.' Cordelia considered as she saw Buffy
narrow her eyes at her. 'Damn! I always figured she was going to go
mental one of these days... but why does she have to go mental with
me?! In the shower no less?! Couldn't she be more like a normal person
and start-taking people out with a high-powered rifle from a bell
tower? I just can't catch a break, can I?'

As these thoughts rushed through Cordy's mind, Buffy backed her up
against a wall. The blonde Slayer planted her hands against the wall
on each side of the naked cheerleader, effectively trapping the
brunette. 

Closing her eyes, Cordelia braced herself for what was to come...

When a minute or so later nothing had happened yet, the cheerleader
carefully opened her eyes a bit and peered through her eyelashes at
the Slayer; seeing that the girl was just standing there, she opened
her eyes all the way.

With her eyes fully open, she now noticed that Buffy's eyes were
moving across her naked body: lingering on her full breasts... then
down to her neatly trimmed pussy... and back again to her breasts
--and unless she was very much mistaking: those probing eyes were
filled with lust.

Following the blonde's gaze, Cordelia felt her face flush red as she
discovered that her exposed nipples stood out fully erect.

Standing here totally naked and exposed, while her classmate studied
her charms from up close, Cordelia sorta felt like she should cover
herself up. With lack of a towel she should at least put a hand in
front of her pussy and cover her breasts with her arm... She just
couldn't get herself to move though...

When she finally got some control over her limbs again, she still
couldn't bring herself to cover up. Instead she moved her legs further
apart and started rubbing her sore behind. Her blush increasing as she
noticed Buffy's gaze immediately focusing on her now more exposed
pussy. The cheerleader felt a sort of perverse pleasure by exposing
herself like this to the Slayer; she was proud of her body and it gave
her a rush of power each time she managed to captivate someone with
her beauty... and Buffy was certainly captivated! The Slayer licked
her lips, practically salivating as she stared at the cheerleader's
puffy slit.

Standing there quietly rubbing her behind, Cordelia managed to remain
silent for almost an entire five minutes (a new personal record)
before the long silence became uncomfortable and she felt like she had
to say something. "You are probably gonna take this the wrong way
again, Buffy... but I think that you've seen "Women in Prison" one too
many times."

Her words seemed to shake the captivated blonde awake. "I guess you
still don't know when to keep your mouth shut, Cordy." Buffy replied,
and planted her lips against Cordelia's: effectively silencing the
dumbfounded brunette.

As Buffy's mouth connected with hers, it felt like an electrical
current went through her body, making the cheerleader shudder in
response. Her mind just seemed to stop working and unintentionally
--almost automatically it seemed-- her mouth opened, inviting the
Slayer's soft tongue into her mouth... and before she knew it,
Cordelia Chase was actively engaged in the longest, most passionate
kiss she'd ever experienced.

For what seemed like an eternity their tongues caressed and dipped
into each other's mouths, as time appeared to freeze this moment.

Then suddenly the hot, moist mouth that seemed to be sealed to her
lips was gone. The brunette cheerleader blinked in confusion as she
looked around an empty locker room. No sign of Buffy anywhere.

It all seemed like a dream, if not for her swollen lips and sore
behind. Mesmerized and shaking on her feet, Cordelia touched her lips.
'Mmmm... Definitely too many Women/Prison movies for her.'


Chapter 3


'I can't believe I kissed her!' was Buffy's first thought as she
practically ran all the way home. 'I can't believe I didn't feel her
up!' was her second. 'This would have been the perfect opportunity to
find out how those perfect breasts would feel like in my hands.'

It bothered her all through dinner that she hadn't gone further with
the beautiful brunette. Cordelia had been totally naked for God sakes!
And it certainly seemed like the cheerleader enjoyed their kiss... 'I
may never get an opportunity like that again!' she thought sullenly,
as she moved her fork around in the casserole her mom had made. 'I
literally had her in the palm of my hands...'

"Are you okay, honey?" Joyce asked her daughter for the fifth time
that day. "You hardly touched your dinner."

"Hmm?" Buffy looked up from the plate of food she'd been staring at.
"Oh yeah, I'm fine... Just a little tired I guess."

"Maybe you're coming down with the flu?" Giving her daughter a
concerned look, Joyce lightly put her hand on Buffy's forehead and
frowned, "Your temperature does seem higher then normal... perhaps I
should make an appointment with your doctor?"

"That won't be necessary, mom," Buffy quickly replied. "I just need to
catch up on some sleep... In fact, if you don't mind, I think I'll
turn in right now," she added while getting up from her chair.

"Very well, sweetheart," Joyce responded. "But if you don't start
feeling better in the next few days then I'm going to make a doctor's
appointment for you."

Buffy shot her mom a smile and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Goodnight, mom."

"Goodnight, Buffy," Joyce smiled back.

*****

Buffy let out another sigh as she twisted and turned in her bed,
trying to find a comfortable enough position that would finally allow
her to fall asleep. She'd been lying in her bed for hours now, but was
still wide-awake. No matter how much she tried: she couldn't get
Cordelia out of her mind... she kept thinking about the cheerleader
and the kiss they shared. Whenever Buffy closed her eyes, there she
was again: the bitchy brunette cheerleader, totally naked and still a
little damp from her recent shower... she could taste their kiss on
her lips again; and the way Cordy's hard nipples had felt as they were
pressed against her body.

'Oh fuck, I'm never gonna fall asleep as long as that image keeps
going through my head...' the blonde Slayer desperately considered.
'And I'll bet that if I manage to fall asleep; I'm just going to dream
about her again.' Turning on her back, Buffy let out another deep
sigh.

'Maybe a bit of Bronzing will take my mind off of her,' she finally
decided when an hour later she still wasn't asleep.

After making use of the bathroom, she quickly put on her clothes and
sneaked out her bedroom window; not that it was very late or even a
school night, but just out of habit...

*****

Entering the Bronze, one of the first sights that greeted her, just
happened to be the very same gorgeous cheerleader who haunted her
dreams... and look: her crush (or perhaps obsession is a better word
for it) had brought a date. And not just a date: Michael Faraday,
Sunnydale High's Star Quarterback. 'I have to hand it to Cordelia:
when she makes a comeback, she does it with a vengeance... The most
popular guy in the entire school; every girl would love to go out with
him and she managed to get him.' A stab of jealousy went through her
as she watched the two of them slow dancing closely together.
Disturbing enough, the jealousy she felt was directed at Michael for
being with Cordy, not the other way around, which is how it should
be...

'Yeah, this is really going to be helpful in getting my mind off of
Cordelia,' the Slayer considered while picking out a spot where she
could watch the cheerleader and her date more closely. 'Am I in
desperate need of extensive therapy or what?! I should just go home,
or maybe slay some vampires, anything but sit here obsessing about a
girl I'm not even friendly with.' Despite all her good intentions, she
settled down and watched the good-looking couple interact, using her
Slayer-hearing to listen in on their conversation.

While getting sugared up on mochas, she watched and listened as the
star quarterback put the moves on Cordy, growing more agitated by the
minute.

Sullenly listening to their happy bantering, Buffy perked up when
Cordelia told her date that she had to go powder her nose.

Hyper from her sugar rush, the blonde quickly got up and followed the
cheerleader into the ladies room.

*****

Flushing the toilet, Cordelia opened the stall-door and almost had a
heart attack when she found herself face to face (again!) with Buffy
Summers. "Jesus Christ!! You AGAIN?! What is your childhood trauma?!"
she called out in shock.

Buffy just grinned and pushed her back into the stall, closing and
locking the door behind them. 'Oh God! What does she want now?'

"Relax, Cordy," the blonde purred. "I just thought... that it would be
nice to continue were we left off."

For a moment the cheerleader seemed speechless... but that was quickly
overcome. "Excuse me? Reality check! I'm on a date here, get it? And
not just a date, but the biggest hottie in the entire school... and
even if I were here alone, or with some loser --Xander springs to
mind--, then I still wouldn't spend my time necking with you in ladies
room... You must have me confused with Ellen, or some other lesbian
icon." Having said this, Cordelia tried to move pass Buffy, but was
quickly pushed back by the blonde.

Buffy narrowed her eyes and glared angrily at the cheerleader. "I'm
gonna give you a choice, Cordy: I can either give you another
spanking, right now, for that crack you made about my calling... OR
you can let me play with those nice, big tits of yours and we'll call
it even."

"So what's it going to be?"

Cordelia gaped at the Slayer in shock... then bit her lip as she
hurriedly checked all her available options. 'I could try to make a
run for it, but she'd probably catch me in no time... And I certainly
can't get spanked here! That's just what I would need right now: a
bare-butt spanking in a public restroom by a crazed Slayer with
lesbian tendencies...  That one is definitely in the Top Ten of
Quickest Ways To Sink Ones Reputation... Damnit! I don't really have
much of a choice here...'

Making up her mind, she let out a long sigh, reached for the straps of
her dress and pulled them down her shoulder. 'Only in this little
shit-town on the Hellmouth do you experience this kind of freakish
behaviour... Why couldn't daddy have bought a nice house in L.A.
instead of in this vampire-invested-hole-in-the-ground-one-mall
town?!'

Buffy smiled triumphantly as the cheerleader slowly pulled down her
dress. The blonde's eyes widened a bit as Cordelia's bare breasts
became visible. "Wow! No bra... Bold move, Cordy."

After hesitating for a moment, Cordelia pulled her dress down further
until both her boobs were completely exposed to the blonde's lustful
gaze.

For a couple of minutes long, the blonde Slayer did nothing except
stare at the cheerleader's freshly exposed breasts... Buffy licked her
suddenly dry lips when she noticed Cordelia's nipples stiffening. 'It
isn't cold in here so that isn't the reason... Maybe Cordy isn't as
reluctant in letting me play with her tits as she's pretending to be.'
Grinning at the brunette, she beckoned her closer.

A blush covered Cordelia's cheeks as she saw the Slayer's knowing grin
and pointed look at her erect nipples. This wasn't the first time her
body reacted to the blonde, and she wasn't too pleased that it
happened again. Somehow she felt more exposed standing here topless in
the ladies room of the Bronze then she felt earlier, when she was
standing totally naked in front of Buffy in the girls' shower room at
Sunnydale High.

Letting out another sigh, the cheerleader took a few steps forwards
until she stood between the Slayer's spread legs; her breasts only
inches away from Buffy's face.

Slowly, almost tentatively, Buffy reached out and touched the two
gravity-defying globes; gently squeezing the soft, yet firm flesh.
She'd always been a bit envious of Cordelia's bigger breasts, and now
she's finally holding the object(s) of her admiration in her hands...
and she could play with them all she wanted! 'Well, I'm not letting
this opportunity go to waste.' Eagerly she started kneading and
caressing the supple flesh, a slight smirk formed on her lips when she
heard a soft moan coming from the cheerleader.

After a while, Buffy moved her hands to the centre of the May Queen's
tits and began playing with those big, pointy nipples... She flicked
both nubbins with her index fingers, grinning at the cheerleader's
light shudder. Taking them between her thumb and index fingers, she
started moving her fingers up and down the enlarged nipples, like she
was trying to milk the big-breasted brunette... Occasionally she gave
the stiff nips a little pinch, eliciting a gasp from Cordelia's lips.

Even though no milk came out, Buffy played enthusiastically with the
cheerleader's tits for five or six minutes, then she suddenly noticed
that Cordy's legs were slightly shaking. Giving the brunette a bright
smile, she put her hands on Cordelia's waist and pulled her closer.

"Sit down on my lap, Cordy." Buffy softly commanded. The cheerleader
almost immediately obeyed and squatted down until she was seated on
the blonde's lap.

Buffy smiled again. The bitchy brunette was getting a lot less
defiant... And with the cheerleader being taller then herself and
sitting on her lap; Cordy's breasts were perfectly positioned, right
in front of her face... She could even use her mouth on them if she
wanted! Which actually sounds like a pretty good idea... Opening her
mouth, she stuck out her tongue and gave each breast a couple of
licks. Liking her idea more and more, the Slayer proceeded to give the
cheerleader's tits an extensive tongue-bath...

Moving her tongue across every inch of those juicy jugs, Buffy
finished up by licking several circles around Cordelia's left nipple
before taking the stiff nubbin into her mouth. After softly sucking on
it for a minute, she repeated the process with the right nipple... and
then back again to the left...

She switched back and forth between the two succulent tits, suckling
and nibbling on each nipple 'till the brunette was moaning and shaking
on her lap. The cheerleader was approaching a climax, just by having
her titties sucked! Letting the nipple slip from her mouth, she raised
her head and captured Cordelia's mouth; tonguing the surprised, but
cooperative brunette...

"Mmmm, I love those big, juicy tits of yours, Cordy," she whispered in
the cheerleader's ear, before returning her mouth to those beloved
breasts.

Cordelia could hardly believe it! Here she was: in the ladies room of
the Bronze, in a toilet-stall, sitting topless on the lap of her
classmate and adversary: the illustrious, Miss holier-than-thou, Buffy
Summers. And as if that wasn't crazy enough... the current favourite
in the "Bitchiest Slayer EVER competition" was sucking on her teats!
And doing such a good job that she was about ready to cum!

"Oh Fuck, I'm cumming!!" Cordelia panted as she reached her climax.
"Ohhh-h-h-hhh Buffy!! Oh! Oh! OHHHHHHH!!!!" Her head slumped down on
Buffy's soft hair, and she held the blonde tightly as one of the most
intense orgasms she ever experienced shook through her body.

Confused and embarrassed, Cordelia raised her head a minute later and
sat back a bit. "I-I have to go now," the cheerleader stammered as
Buffy continued to suckle on her stiff, sensitive nipples. "M-my date
is w-waiting for me... I-if I'm not back soon he's gonna think I
ditched him."

Somewhat reluctantly, the Slayer let the taut nipple slip from her
mouth and raised her head; looking up at Cordelia with a smug little
smile on her lips. "Fine, I'll let you go," Buffy replied after some
thought. "Under one condition," she quickly added.

The cheerleader's face fell at hearing those three unsettling words.
"Which would be?" she inquired reluctantly.

"I want you to jump up and down and jiggle those big tits for me," the
Slayer grinned.

Cordelia's mouth fell open and automatically she looked down at her
breasts, which were glistening with the Slayer's saliva, and then back
at the blonde.

"Come on, Cordy..." Buffy's grin grew bigger. "Make those titties
dance for me... after that you can go back to your date."

Red-faced and humiliated, Cordelia moved from the blonde's lap, took a
few steps backwards, then started lightly jumping up and down; making
her big breasts bounce and jiggle for the Slayer's amusement...

Buffy watched enthralled as the cheerleader's twin globes swayed
enticingly back and forth with each bounce she made. "That's it! Shake
those huge hooters!" she encouraged the busty brunette, furthering the
cheerleader's humiliation. "And show me one of those big smiles while
you're at it," Buffy added. "Like the one you give your audience
during cheerleading."

With some effort, Cordelia managed to give Buffy a bright smile while
swinging her tits practically in the blonde's face. 'God! This is one
of the most humiliating experiences in my entire life,' Cordy
considered shamefully as she glanced down at her wildly bouncing
boobs.

"Happy now?" the pissed-off brunette inquired after a minute or so of
bouncing around.

Buffy nodded and smiled. "Thanks for the show, Cordelia."

"Fuck y--" Seeing a wicked smile appear on the blonde's face, Cordy
quickly swallowed her angry words. "Don't mention it," she said
instead.

Hastily the cheerleader cleaned herself up a bit. Then, pulling her
dress back up, she straightened her clothes and opened the stall-door.
Turning around, she shot Buffy a pointed look. "Really don't mention
it! Not to anyone, I don't need to be branded a lesbo."

The blonde slayer just grinned. "Have fun on your date, Cordy."

"Yeah, right..." Buffy could hear the brunette mumble as she walked
out the ladies room.

*****

After playing around with Cordy, Buffy felt totally energized and
decided to do some slaying.

The Slayer went directly to Restfield Cemetery, which is the biggest
cemetery in town. She could always count on finding a couple of vamps
for her to slay here... and this night wasn't any different; 5
vampires surrounded her the moment she went through the cemetery
gates. 

With a quick movement, Buffy grabbed two stakes from her pockets and
twirled them around while issuing the vamps a big smile. "Come and get
it, boys."

The vampires looked at each other for a moment then stormed in mass
towards the Slayer. With practiced ease, Buffy staked the first two
who reached her... then, doing a quick back flip, kicked the next two
vamps under their chins with her boots... Landing back on her feet,
she shot the remaining vamp a nasty grin.

Looking around, the vampire noticed he was the only one of his little
band who was still standing and took a quick assessment of his
situation. 'Oh shit! I'm fucked now.'

That proved to be a pretty accurate assessment. Buffy closed in fast
on the remaining vamp and floored him with two quick kicks and an
uppercut, then went in for the kill... No stake ready, no problem!
Reaching out, she grabbed the vamp's head and with a quick twist:
broke it's neck, making it explode into a cloud of dust.

Seconds later, the two dazed vampires were back on their feet and
stormed towards her from opposite directions... As they jumped at her,
she quickly ducked and bashed their heads together. The two vamps lay
once again dazed on the ground. She grabbed one and, after lifting him
up in the air, threw him hard against the wall of a nearby crypt
--breaking most of the bones in his body.

"I'd like to see Xena try that!" she proudly exclaimed.

Quickly moving to the other vamp --who was trying to stumble away--
she got out another stake and with one swift movement, ended its
undead existence. Then, walking back to the last --barely moving--
vamp, she helped him out of his misery.

'Five vamps dusted in under two minutes! This must be a new record!'
Buffy happily considered, a bit surprised herself about the quick,
easy kills.

She was about to search for vamps elsewhere, when she suddenly felt
the presence of another vampire nearby... Hiding there by the Von
Halstadts crypt.

"Hiya, Buff!" a cheery, familiar voice called out from the shadows.
"Working off your sexual frustrations by beating up some unsuspecting
fledglings?"

"Hello, Angel," she calmly replied as a smirking Angelus stepped out
from the crypt's shadow. "Wearing those leather pants again I see...
Is this a new image change or were you always a closet leather-boy?"

"Now, now, lover," Angelus' smirk grew bigger. "Just admit it: you
love the leather pants."

Taking in the cocky vampire that carried her ex-boyfriend's face, she
suddenly noticed that she didn't feel the same pang of pain & loss
that she normally felt when running into Angelus. In fact, ever since
feeling Cordelia up, she felt positively cheerful and upbeat... she
hasn't felt like this since... well, forever!

"They're okay, Angel... but you really should consider owning more
then one outfit."

The vampire's eyes narrowed a bit, and he stalked closer to the
Slayer. 'Something doesn't feel right... Buffy doesn't seem the same
depressed, mopey girl, I've come to love... to torment.'

"What's up with you, Buff? Been digging into your mommy's Prozac
prescription again? You really should stop confusing those things with
M&M's."

"Oh Angel... Still making up for your inadequacies in bed with
lame-assed jokes I see." Buffy gave the vampire an understanding look
and a sympathetic smile. "Well, you don't have to worry about it
anymore! This is the 20th century and they have pills for your
condition now; not Prozac but Viagra," she clarified.

Even without Slayer-hearing, Buffy could hear Angelus grinding his
teeth. She shot the vampire a sweet smile and continued, "However, my
new found happiness is not drug induced... It's just that now I'm not
dating you anymore, I've moved onto better things: someone better
looking, and certainly a better dresser."

Angelus' eyes flashed yellow. "You're lying," he growled. "There's no
way you'd get over me that easily!"

"You may be a legend in your own mind," Buffy grinned; enjoying that
for a change she was leading in their verbal sparring match. "But let
me tell ya: you still have a lot to learn about girls... Like finding
their G-spot," she added as an afterthought.

Then the fight was on: With a roar, Angelus launched a spinning kick
at Buffy's head. Quickly ducking, the Slayer responded with a hard
punch in the vampire's stomach... With a loud grunt, the dark-haired
vamp fell back and landed on the ground. Buffy immediately pressed her
advantage and jumped at the vampire with Mr. Pointy ready in her hand.
Angelus anticipated her move and drew back his knees; kicking Buffy
hard in the stomach as she tried to stake him. The vampire then jumped
back to his feet and glared at the blonde Slayer. Something was
definitely wrong; Buffy was playing for keeps, instead of trying to
disable him, she was trying to slay him... Her weird cheerful
behaviour, her supposedly new boyfriend and her newfound will to kill
him... all totally out of character for Buffy. Something had changed
her and he was going to find out what!

Noticing that Buffy was back to her feet and about to attack him
again, he turned around and swiftly disappeared into the shadows.

"Hey!! Come back here!" Buffy called after him. "We're not finished
yet!"

She tried to follow him but soon lost his track.

"Lame-assed, cowardly, needle-dick vamp!" the blonde muttered angrily
as she finally gave up the chase. She was still full of energy but
there was no Angelus she could beat up, or any other vampires to
slay... Looking around, trying to figure out what to do next, she
noticed that she somehow had turned up in Cordelia's neighbourhood.
Thinking about the cheerleader immediately made her juices flow and
think of other ways to spend her excess energy besides fighting... 'I
wonder if Cordy is back from her date yet,' the Slayer pondered. 'She
might like some company... It must be lonely: all alone in that big
house, with her parents away on travels all the time. She might be
very... grateful if I keep her company,' Buffy then considered. 'Mmmm,
yes... I think I'll pay a little visit to the Chase Mansion.'


Chapter 4


Standing in front of the gates that marked the Chase's property, Buffy
did a quick look around to check for any onlookers. Satisfied that she
was alone, she checked to see if there were any security cameras or
alarms guarding the property.

Finding no cameras or visible alarms, she waited a moment until she
was sure that there was no one nearby then walked back a few paces and
ran towards the gate.

Jumping up, she flipped right over it and landed on her hands and
feet. Buffy remained crouched and listened closely if she hadn't
tripped some sort of alarm... Hearing nothing, she quickly sneaked
towards the house and started taking a quick survey of the place. She
knew that Cordy's parental units were away, but they probably have a
live-in maid...

Considering her options, Buffy finally shrugged. 'The house seems
pretty quiet to me... Besides, it's a big house and I doubt the maid's
room is anywhere near Cordelia's. It's probably also well isolated,
which means my chances are good that Cordy and I won't be disturbed...
even if she gets a little loud.' A wicked smile formed on her lips as
she considered some of the naughty things she had planned for the
cheerleader that would make Cordy very vocal...

Having made up her mind, the Slayer started looking for a way in.

'There! An open window...' Using the vines that were growing against
the wall, Buffy easily climbed up. It took her only a few seconds
before she climbed through the open window and entered the Chase
Mansion.

Looking around in the bedroom she just entered, Buffy was surprised to
find out that through some stroke of luck she managed to end up right
away in Cordelia's room.

'That saves me the trouble of having to look around the whole house,'
she happily considered.

Her eyes were immediately drawn to the big, canopy bed that dominated
the room. Kicking off her shoes, Buffy leaped onto the King (or better
put) Queen-sized bed. Jumped up and down a few times, then let herself
fall back, noting with satisfaction the firmness of the mattress.
'That will come in handy tonight!'

'Now what would any normal Sunnydale High Student do, when somehow
ending up in Queen C's bedroom?' Buffy pondered as she looked around
the room. 'I know: check out her legendary wardrobe!'

With a big smile on her face, she scanned the room in search of the
place where Cordelia kept her much renowned attire.

Walking to one of the three doors in the room, she opened it and
stepped into the cheerleader's luxurious bathroom. Checking the second
door, she noticed that it lead to the hallway.

'And behind door number three we have...' The moment she opened the
third door, Buffy's mouth fell open as well.

'Wow! Her closet is at least twice the size of my room,' she thought
amazed, as she looked into Sunnydale's holy of holiest: Cordelia
Chase's walk-in wardrobe.

Buffy checked out the seemingly endless store of clothing until her
Slayer-hearing picked up on the faint noise of footsteps coming
closer. Quickly closing the closet door, she silently waited for Queen
C to grace her with her presence.

*****

Cordelia let out a little yawn as she entered her room. Giving her bed
a dreamy look, she started taking off her clothes while replaying her
date in her mind.

Luckily Michael seemed to buy her quickly made-up excuse that she took
so long in the ladies room because she was helping out some poor girl
who is going through tremendous emotional problems (Hmmm, actually
that was pretty much what really happened). So despite Buffy's
interference, it turned out to be a great date after all. Which
proofed that after her loser period (which is how she affectionally
nicknamed her time with Xander and the Scooby gang): Cordelia Chase is
finally back!

'Now if I can just get that blonde bitca of my but-- ehm, back then my
life will be as close to perfection as it can get in this hellhole of
a town.'

After putting on her favourite nighty, she went to the walk-in closet
to pick out her outfit for the next day; a little ritual she always
enjoys doing before going to bed.

Opening the closet door, she suddenly found herself staring straight
into Buffy's eyes.

"Surprise!" Buffy called out while issuing the brunette a bright
smile.

Cordelia didn't respond and just stared at the other girl... 'The most
surprising element of this situation is not that that nut-job is
hanging out in my closet,' the cheerleader silently considered. 'But
that I'm actually not that surprised that she's in my closet.'

"You okay, Cordy?" Buffy inquired somewhat concerned, after their
starring match had continued for a minute or so. "You seem kinda
quiet; it's so unlike you."

"Just reminiscing about the good old days," the cheerleader acidly
replied. "When you could open your closet with the secure knowledge
that if anyone was hiding in your closet: it couldn't be anything
worse then an axe-wielding maniac."

Buffy snickered. "You're a real riot, Cordelia."

Cordelia responded with a smirk. "Anyway... Listen Buff, hon. I think
it's about time we had a little girl to girl talk --and I mean that in
a definite non-lesbian way."

"Let's see..." the brunette pondered. "How do I put this to you
delicately, but still in a way you can understand?"

Buffy mentally rolled her eyes but waited for the cheerleader to
continue. 

"It's great that you wanna get out of the closet, Buffy... Really, it
is!" Cordelia said, giving the amused blonde an encouraging smile.
"See! I'm all: Yay! Go, gay-pride! And I'm sure that a... good-looking
girl like you will have no problem finding tons of girls --taking into
consideration of course, that with your newfound gay status came a
better dress-sense, but even if that isn't the case then there will
still be one or two, maybe even three girls in Sunnydale High who
would be happy to go out of the closet with you, or into a closet, and
do all kinds of naughty/naked/lesbian things with you... My point
however is:"

When it seemed that Cordelia was finally about to make her point,
Buffy stopped her continued inspection of Cordelia's many outfits and
gave the cheerleader her undivided attention again.

"I am very not gay! Definitely, Totally, not into the whole lesbian
thing... So could you please go somewhere else, and with someone else
out of the closet?"

The Slayer just smiled and started playing with the ribbons that held
Cordy's flimsy nighty together.

Those hungry looks that Buffy's giving her scantly clad form were
really freaking her out! Cordelia looked down at the blonde's hand
(which was now practically in her cleavage) and nervously bit her lip.
"You promised that if I let you play with my tits we would be even,"
she reminded the Slayer. "Well you played with my tits, so we're even
now!"

"There's the door; don't let it hit you in the ass on your way home."
Seeing a very unnerving smile appear on Buffy's face, she continued a
bit uncertainly, "Or if you'd like something to drink before you
leave, that's okay too... Might I suggest something decaf and
sugarfree?"

"Not so fast, Cordy," Buffy told the cheerleader. "We might be even
for the many insults you made at my expense, but you still owe me big
time for saving your life several times!"

"And you'll have to agree that letting me play with that cute little
pussy you have there," the Slayer's hand skipped down to the
cheerleader's panty-clad crotch. "Is a small prize to pay for saving
your life..."

Cordelia shuddered slightly as she felt the blonde's fingers tickle
her slit. "So let me get this straight --a word that by the way
obviously doesn't refer to you-- if I let you diddle my slit, I'll
have paid you for saving my life?"

"Mmmm, more like given me a down payment." Buffy answered.

"Oh, well, in that case... FORGET IT!!" Cordelia gave the surprised
Slayer a quick push, making the blonde fall back in the closet.
Throwing the door shut, the cheerleader made a run for it... She
pulled open the door to the hallway, and ran towards the stairs. 'Now
if I can just make it down the stairs, out the house and to my car;
then I'm outta here!'

She made it about halfway down the stairs before Buffy caught up with
her and carried her back to her room.

"Naughty, naughty..." Buffy playfully admonished the cheerleader.
"This is no way to treat your guests." Carrying the wildly kicking
brunette over to the bed, she sat down and proceeded to strip Cordelia
completely naked... Once that goal was achieved, she draped the
struggling cheerleader across her lap and started to spank her.  

*****

SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!!! SMACK! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!! SMACK! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!!

Cordelia quickly discovered that this spanking was different from the
ones before; even though it stung quite a bit, it was much less
painful... And as the spanking progressed, Buffy occasionally rested a
hand on her sore buttocks, rubbing them a bit before smacking her butt
again. She would never admit it --certainly not to that little blonde
bitch-- but there was something about this situation that she found
strangely arousing. Lying naked across a girl's lap, totally at her
mercy, getting a bare-bottomed spanking... and the fact that Buffy is
(admittingly) a very good-looking girl made it even harder to push
down her growing arousal.

'Oh My God!! Buffy's weirdness is obviously rubbing off on me, if I
get aroused by this!'

Picturing how she must look: draped naked across Buffy's lap, with her
pink butt high in the air while the Slayer spanked her, Cordelia felt
her nipples stiffen... and as the spanking progressed she felt her
juices starting to flow as well. Squirming on the blonde's lap, the
cheerleader rubbed her thighs together as she tried to hide her
growing arousal from the other girl. It was embarrassing enough
getting spanked by Buffy, without her knowing that she was getting
aroused by it.

*****

A smile appeared on Buffy's lips as she sensed the cheerleader's
growing arousal. 'Mmmm, it's good to have Slayer-senses!' Slowing down
the spanking, she began rubbing the brunette's behind between spanks.
'Let's see how horny I can get you, Cordy...'

Feeling the cheerleader squirming on her lap and noticing Cordy's
dripping slit; she sensed that Cordelia was ready for her next move.
Slowly, almost casually, Buffy slid her left hand down Cordy's firm
tummy... moving it bit by bit towards the cheerleader's hot V.

The brunette gasped loudly as Buffy's hand reached its target.
Cordelia seemed about to say something, but as the words started to
leave her mouth; Buffy flicked the cheerleader's swollen clit, and
only a loud moan came out instead.

Encouraged by her moans and lack of protest, Buffy stroked her fingers
across Cordelia's slit... occasionally moving her hand up and teasing
the cheerleader's enlarged clit.

*****

Cordelia was momentarily frozen when she suddenly felt Buffy's hand
touch her pussy, she was about to let out a long string of obscenities
directed at the Slayer when the blonde started playing dirty and
flicked her clit; making all thoughts flee her mind as a surge of lust
shot from her clit to her mind like a bold of lightning.

'I'm not getting aroused by Buffy's fondling. I am NOT getting aroused
by Buffy's fondling!' the cheerleader silently chanted, as she felt
her pussy getting wetter by the second.

'Damnit! This just isn't fair,' the cheerleader considered while Buffy
played with her pussy. 'I'm so not gay! Everyone knows I'm into guys:
tall, muscular, hunky guys... So why the hell is that blonde diddling
my slit turning me on so much?!'

'Okay, let's try this again: I'm not getting arous--' "OH FUCK!!"
Cordelia exclaimed loudly, her eyes shooting open as Buffy
unexpectedly inserted two fingers inside her virgin hole.

Then all thoughts were gone; her doubts didn't seem that important
anymore as Buffy thrust her fingers in and out, and began finger
fucking her pussy.

The cheerleader started panting as Buffy smoothly drove her digits
inside her dripping hole.

Feeling that she should at least utter some kind of protest, Cordelia
managed to get out between pants; "What the <pant> Hell, do you <pant>
think you're doing, <pant> psycho-girl?!"

"What does it look like I'm doing, Cordy?" was the Slayer's amused
reply.

Not able to think of a smart comeback at this time, Cordelia just
relaxed instead and surrendered for the moment to the blonde's skilful
fingers.

*****

"Why Cordy," Buffy breathed into the cheerleader's ear. "Your little
pussy is all hot and moist... could it be that you're not as adverse
to the "whole lesbian thing" as you pretend to be?"

"I-I..." the brunette stammered. "I was just thinking about Brad Pitt,
another bottled-blonde according to Showbizz Today."

Buffy snickered at the cheerleader's quick comeback.  "Ohhhh, so I
have nothing to do with your arousal?" The blonde slayer teasingly
inquired while moving her fingers in and out Cordelia's hot little
slit and using her other hand to squeeze and fondle the cheerleader's
softly swaying breasts.

Cordelia moaned softly as Buffy's strong hands kneaded her globes and
fingered her twat; cursing her body for responding so blatantly to the
blonde's fondling.

*****

"Mmmm, your little pussy is so wet, Cordy," Buffy whispered in the
Cordelia's ear; the Slayer's husky tone made a shudder of lust go
through the cheerleader's body. "And so incredible tight; I would
almost think that you're still--" Buffy's words abruptly halted as her
fingers encountered a thin, but unmistakable barrier. "You ARE still a
virgin!" The blonde excitedly exclaimed.

"So <pant> what if I am," the brunette replied somewhat defensively.

"Oh... nothing. It's just a surprise; a very nice surprise," Buffy
finished, sounding very pleased with her discovery. 

Then for a while, nothing was said and the room was quiet, expect for
the occasional grunts and groans coming from Cordelia and the sopping
noises of Buffy's fingers thrusting in the cheerleader's wet cunt.

*****

"Oh! Oh! OH! OH! OH!!"

With growing delight, Buffy listened as Cordelia grew increasingly
more vocal and aroused. Closing in on her orgasm, the brunette started
pushing back her little ass each time she thrust her fingers inside
Cordy's hot hole.

"Yes! Yes! YES! YES!" the cheerleader now openly called out.

"That's it, Cordy!" Buffy cheered the brunette on. "Move that ass!
Fuck my fingers! You like my fingers inside you... You love me finger
fucking that hot little cunt of yours, don't ya?"

"Ohhhhhhhhh!! Oh! OH!!!" the brunette groaned.

"Tell me, Cordelia! Tell me how much you love it!" Buffy growled in
the cheerleader's ear. "Tell me or I'll stop!"

"Ohhhhhhhh! Mmmmmm!! ... Nooooooo!" Cordelia called out as Buffy's
fingers suddenly stopped moving.

"Tell me how much you enjoy being fingered by me," the blonde
repeated. "I want to hear you say it: in detail!"

"Ohhhhh, I-I l-love... your fingers... inside of m-me," the
cheerleader stammered out, blushing hotly.

"Doing what?" Buffy prodded the embarrassed brunette; moving her thumb
across Cordy's swollen clit as a bit of extra encouragement.

"F-f-fucking m-me," Cordelia groaned out. "Finger f-fucking my h-hot
little c-cunt."

"That's a good girl," the Slayer grinned. "Here is your reward." With
some difficulty, Buffy pushed an extra finger inside the cheerleader's
tight twat and started fucking her in earnest, rubbing Cordy's stiff
clit while moving her fingers swiftly in and out...

"Oh God! Oh GOD!!" the brunette cried out, "YES!! OH YES!!! OH FUCK!!
I'M CUMMINNGGG!!!" she bucked wildly on the blonde's lap as an
explosive orgasm rushed through her.

Buffy tenderly stroked Cordelia's hair as the cheerleader laid
shuddering and spent across her lap; her other hand remained busy
between Cordy's legs, drawing out the brunette's orgasm...

"Ohhhhhh Buffy... Oh Buffyyyy," the cheerleader softly moaned.

"Oh yeah..." the Slayer drawled, while stroking the cheerleader's
sensitive slit. "You definitely like me playing with your pussy."

"Ohhhhhhhh!!" was the only thing the brunette seemed able to reply.

Grinning wickedly, Buffy removed her hand and gave Cordelia a quick
slap on her little pink fanny.

SMACK!!!

"Ouch!!" That seemed to shake the cheerleader awake.

Cordelia looked back indignantly at the blonde Slayer. "What was that
for?"

Buffy just grinned in reply and lifted the cheerleader from her lap,
sitting her down on the bed. "I want you to lay on your back and pull
back your knees, so I'll have full access to your snatch."

Cordelia's blush returned with a vengeance, but she hurriedly obeyed
the blonde's command... Lying back, she pulled her knees to her head
and spread herself as widely as she could; her blush increasing as she
noticed how open and exposed that left her.

Through lust-filled eyes, Buffy stared at the cheerleader's wide-open
cunt for a full minute... Then she positioned herself between Cordy's
legs and lowered her head to that scrumptious looking pussy.

Cordelia's mouth formed a silent O as she felt the Slayer going down
on her.

Buffy lapped hungrily at the juices from Cordy's orgasm, which were
still dripping from the cheerleader's slit, making sure not to let a
single drop of the brunette's nectar get away.

After lapping up every single drop of girl-cum, Buffy looked up, her
face glistening with the cheerleader's juices. "Mmmm, your pussy
tastes delicious, Cordy!" she happily informed the brunette. Sticking
a finger inside Cordy's slot, she moved it around and then held it in
front the May Queen's mouth. "Here! Taste for yourself."

Cordelia stared at the glistening finger that the Slayer --without
much preamble-- just shoved under her nose... Deciding that the best
way to avoid another butt blistering was to obey the blonde in
anything (no matter how demented or perverted her requests may be),
she opened her mouth and sucked the finger dry of her juices... Once
she completed her task, she gave the slayer a questioning look; Buffy
shot back a smile and a wink before returning her head between the
cheerleader's legs.

While Buffy's earlier efforts were mostly directed at lapping up the
brunette's spilled juices, she now concentrated directly on the
source: Cordy's open, glistening cunt. The May Queen's sense of style
and propriety was apparent even when she's completely naked: Cordy's
pussy hair was trimmed into a perfect reverse triangle... and
underneath that was the cheerleader's perfect little slit! Eagerly,
she pulled the swollen labia-lips further apart and examined the
cheerleader's little treasure from up close. Totally engrossed, Buffy
stared into the tight pink hole... then carefully stuck a finger deep
inside the brunette's hot, tight tunnel.

A small gasp escaped Cordelia's lips as the blonde stuck a finger deep
inside her and probed around in her virgin hole. It seemed like Buffy
wanted to feel and explore every inch of her pussy...

The Slayer moved her finger around in the tight tunnel, then pushed in
deeper until she encountered Cordy's hymen. After feeling and probing
the thin barrier, she pulled her finger out and shifted her attention
to the cheerleader's engorged clit that peeked out from underneath its
hood. 

"Ahhhhh, it's so cute!" Buffy cooed softly as she grabbed the little
nubbin between her thumb and index finger and started playing with the
tiny bundle of nerves.

Cordelia almost made a backwards somersault when Buffy pinched and
tugged at her sensitive clitoris. "GODDDDD!!!!" she cried out as a
combination of pain and pleasure shot through her body.

Wide-eyed she stared between her legs at the Slayer, who gave her a
sheepish smile.

"Sorry," Buffy said before returning her attention to the
cheerleader's slit.

*****

Cordelia could see her alarm clock from where she was lying, so could
say with absolute certainty that Buffy had just spend an entire hour
studying and exploring her cunt --inside and out-- keeping her the
entire time at the brink of orgasm!

Finally she couldn't take it anymore and began begging the Slayer for
some release. "Damnit, Buffy!! Don't be such a little bitch and let me
cum, you little clit-tease!"

The Slayer smirked at the cheerleader's feeble attempt at begging.
'Cordelia is the only person I know who can make begging sound like an
insult...' However, she decided to take some pity on the horny
brunette, and grant her the release she so desperately needed.

Sticking out her tongue, Buffy gently caressed the cheerleader's
swollen slit, getting a happy little moan from Cordelia in response.

She slowly stroked her tongue back and forth across Cordy's pussy:
swiping it across her folds and dipping between the inner lips,
meanwhile hungrily lapping up every drop of honey that dripped from
the cheerleader's pussy. The Slayer moved her mouth up and took
Cordelia's thick clit between her lips, hungrily sucking and nibbling
on it for a couple of seconds before moving back to the cheerleader's
slit.

"Mmmmmm! Oh yeah... that's the stuff! Lick my pussy, Buffy!
Tongue-fuck my little slit!" the cheerleader happily crooned.

With steadily increasing speed, Buffy's tongue flicked across the
brunette's swollen lips and probed inside her sopping slit... As her
tongue moved faster and faster, the cheerleader went crazy with lust,
bucking and shaking so wildly on the bed that it almost seemed like
the brunette was in dire need of an exorcist.

"Ohhhh! Oh! Oh! OH YES!! OHHH!!! YESSSSS!!!!" Cordelia cried out in
ecstasy. "I'm cumminggggg!!! I'm fucking CUMMINGGGG!!!!!" with a loud
cry, she drenched the blonde's face with her juices.

Buffy took the shaking brunette's clit in her mouth and sucked hard!

"Ohhhh fuckkkk!!!" the cheerleader groaned, as an explosion of pain
and pleasure made her loose consciousness.

*****

As Cordelia came out of her post-orgasm blackout, she discovered Buffy
lying beside her, playing with her tits... and the Slayer was totally
naked! 'When did this happen?' the brunette thought confused while
staring at the blonde's beautiful body. Automatically, her eyes
started moving across Buffy's naked form, taking in the young woman's
fit physique... her eyes widening a bit when she focused on the
Slayer's slit and noticed that Buffy was completely bald down there.
'I'll bet she did that just to prevent people from finding out if
she's a real blonde or not,' the cheerleader cynically speculated.

Looking up, Cordy's face turned a bright red when she caught the
Slayer's look and became aware that Buffy had caught her checking out
the other girl's naked body.

"It's okay, Cordy," the Slayer smirked. "You are welcome to look," she
added while sensually sliding her hands across her naked form. "In
fact: you're welcome to do a lot more besides looking." Buffy
finished, cupping her firm breasts and pinching her nipples as she
said this.

Smiling reassuringly at the suddenly bashful brunette, Buffy gently
grabbed Cordy's right hand and laid it on top of her abdomen.

Somewhat hesitantly, the brunette began to slide her hand across the
Slayer's firm stomach, softly stroking the soft skin beneath her
fingers... Her first experiences with touching another woman weren't
disappointing... the unique texture of silk-like skin that covered the
firm muscles underneath. 'It feels... kinda nice,' Cordelia decided.

Looking up, she noticed Buffy giving her an encouraging smile. Feeling
braver, Cordelia slowly moved her hand up, until she was touching the
blonde's firm, apple-sized breasts. Despite her initial hesitations
about feeling up another girl, she did feel kinda curious... She
sometimes wondered how it would be like to make it with another woman.

Cordy watched with interest as Buffy's small, pink nipples turned
fully erect the moment her hand touched the Slayer's tits.

A heady rush of power and excitement went through her as she noticed
the effect she was having on the other girl. She hadn't expected Buffy
to become so obviously aroused, just by her touching the blonde's
boobs.

A smile crept across the cheerleader's lips and she started to slide
her hand across the Slayer's pink-tipped globes... Her smile grew
bigger when she heard an excited moan coming from the blonde's lips.

She pushed herself up until she was sitting up straight, and then
moved her other hand to the Slayer's tits: cupping both the firm,
round globes... She jiggled them around for a bit, feeling their
weight in her hands as she played with them.

'Very nice,' the brunette smiled to herself as she studied the
blonde's breasts. 'Especially those perky pink nipples of hers...' she
flicked her thumbs across the erect little nubbins, bringing forth
another loud moan from the aroused Slayer. 'Mmmm, I guess her tits are
as sensitive as mine judging from her moans...'

Taking each of the erect little knobs between her fingers, she started
pinching and pulling on the cute pink nibs; making small surges of
pain and pleasure shoot through the appreciative blonde's breasts.

"Mmm-Mmmm... Yesss!" Buffy groaned. "Play with my tits, Cordy...
Ohhhh, yes! A little harder... Don't worry: I like it rough... YES!!
Like that!"

With a big smile on her face, the cheerleader roughly pulled and
twisted the blonde's stiff nipples... After all, if Buffy gets off on
pain, then Cordelia was more then willing to help the blonde along.

'It's payback time for that little stunt she pulled in the Bronze!'
With that thought in mind, she yanked hard on the Slayer's nipples;
pulling them towards her until Buffy's stretched tits resembled a pair
of ice-cream cones... Letting go, they jumped back to their original
shape and she repeated the process over and over again.

"YES!! YESSS!!! That's it, Cordy!" Buffy cried out. "Twist my nipples!
Torture my tits, you little bitch!"

Cordelia's eyes narrowed and she pulled even harder at the blonde's
tits.

After letting Buffy's titties bounce back and forth for five minutes
in a row, the brunette was ready for something else. Grabbing a breast
with each hand, she roughly kneaded the firm globes. With a certain
delight, she watched as the tit-flesh bulged between her squeezing
fingers. Hanging out with Buffy definitely increased her kinkier
side... Speaking of Buffy: Judging from her red face and loud panting,
the blonde is getting close to an orgasm.

'Let's see how hard I can make the blonde bitca cum!'

She let go of the Slayer's tits and gave them a couple of quick slaps,
making each globe jiggle wildly and turn bright red.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

SMACK!! SMACK!!

SMACK!! SMACK!!

SMACK!! SMACK!!

Bending over, she took one of the stiff pink nipples in her mouth:
sucking and nibbling hard on the rigid little button. She began
switching back and forth between the Slayer's tits, using her hand to
play with the nipple she wasn't sucking on.

"Yes! Yes! YES! YES! OHHH YESSS!!! MAKE ME CUM HARD!!!" Buffy yelled
out as she reached her climax. 

Cordelia bit down on the Slayer's sensitive nipple in response,
tugging at the little knob with her teeth.

"CORDYYYYY!!!!" Buffy bucked wildly on the bed as she finally
climaxed.

The brunette watched with a strong sense of satisfaction as Buffy's
powerful orgasm left the blonde gasping on the bed. 'Not bad for a
first time,' she told herself.

*****

Once the rush of excitement went down, a wave of embarrassment hit the
cheerleader. 'Oh Shit! What the Hell just happened here?! I can't
believe some of the depraved things we did here...' Cordelia thought
in shame. 'Wait! Scratch that! I can't believe the depraved things I
did here; I have no trouble believing it from Buffy... Damnit! I
always knew that that blonde menace over there would have a bad
influence on me.'

Sitting up on the bed, Cordelia quickly pulled up a sheet to cover her
nudity. Looking up, she noticed the Slayer watching her movements with
interest.

As soon as their eyes crossed, Buffy smiled impishly at the suddenly
shy brunette and beckoned her closer.

The cheerleader raised a questioning eyebrow at the blonde. "What? You
got what you came for, so I'm assuming we're done here..."

Buffy shook her head and shot the apprehensive brunette a wicked
smile. "Nope, first it's time for you to return the pussy-lickin'
favour, Cordy... I'm really curious if that sharp tongue of yours is
as good at eating pussy, as it is at dealing out jibes and insults."

"W-w-what?" Cordelia stammered. "But I just made you cum less then a
minute ago! What's the matter with you?! Are you like insatiable or
something?"

Instead of replying, Buffy pushed the brunette on her back and parked
her butt over the stunned cheerleader's face. Positioning her slit
above the girl's mouth; she impatiently waited for Cordelia to start
using her much feared tongue...

Nothing happened however, and the Slayer grew more impatient by the
second. "I'm waiting, Cordelia."

"And you can just keep on waiting," the cheerleader replied from
underneath her. "Because I'm not licking your pussy, that's like...
totally unhygienic!"

"You know... I saw this beautiful handcrafted, thick leather belt
hanging in your closet, Cordy," Buffy casually remarked. "I'll bet
that I could give your ass quite a workout with that heavy belt."

There was about a minute of silence, then the cheerleader let out a
long, deep sigh. "You know... you really are a mega-bitch, Buffy
Summers!" Cordelia called out exasperated.

Seconds later, the Slayer felt a soft tongue caress her slit...
letting out a blissful little sigh, she spread her legs further apart,
getting ready to enjoy the feel of the first oral sex she ever
received. 'Mmmm, oh yeah... She just needs a little push now and
again.'

With plenty of reluctance, Cordelia began licking the Slayer's cunt...
Not really sure how to begin, she started stroking her tongue with
broad swipes across the swollen labia-lips, lapping at the juices that
dripped from the blonde's entrance.

The Slayer's snatch didn't actually taste that bad, the cheerleader
grudgingly admitted to herself. She'd expected to encounter a sour
taste, but Buffy's pussy actually tasted kinda sweet.

Gradually getting over her initial distaste of licking a girl's cunt,
the brunette began using a little more finesse and started moving her
tongue in little circles around and across the Slayer's hot centre.

"Ohhhhh... Mmmmm... That feels soooo nice," Buffy happily crooned.
"Keep going, Cordy... Lick my cunt!"

The dark-haired cheerleader obediently skipped her tongue across the
blonde's mons, dipping in between with the tip. Moving to the Buffy's
puffy clit, she twirled around it and gave it a couple of quick flicks
before moving back to the Slayer's swollen labia.

Reaching down, Buffy started playing with the brunette's big tits
meanwhile enjoying the first-rate pussy licking the cheerleader was
giving her. 'Ohhhh yes, this is fucking wonderful!' the Slayer said to
herself. 'I would have made Cordelia give me head a long time ago if
I'd known what I was missing...'

*****

Moving up and down, Buffy started to hump Cordelia's pretty face;
growing increasingly aroused from the special tongue-lashing the
cheerleader was giving her.

Cordelia used her fingers to spread open the blonde's folds and
drilled her tongue deep inside Buffy's bald little slit.

"Yessssssss!!!" Buffy hissed loudly as Cordy's talented tongue probed
her pussy and the brunette started twirling it around.

The cheerleader tongue-fucked the Slayer's slit hard and fast while
using her fingers to tug and twist the blonde's clit.

Removing her mouth from the Slayer's soaked little snatch she replaced
it with a couple of fingers, which she roughly shoved inside
--bringing forth a loud cry of pleasure from the other girl's mouth.

Buffy was now clearly approaching another orgasm and while she finger
fucked the panting blonde, Cordelia focussed her oral efforts solely
on the blonde's clit...  She flicked her tongue swiftly against the
stiff little nubbin, before taking it in her mouth and sucking HARD.

"FUCKKKKKK!!!!!" Buffy cried out, almost leaping right off the bed as
an incredible climax made her body convulse...

*****

"Holy fuck..." Buffy blissfully sighed while lying down beside the
brunette. "That was amazing, Cordy!" she leaned over and kissed the
cheerleader's soft lips.

After only a slight hesitation, Cordelia accepted Buffy's tongue in
her mouth and they shared a long, passionate kiss.

When they finally separated, Cordelia pulled the satin sheet over her
naked form. Smirking at the watching Slayer, she leisurely rested her
head on one of the thick pillows... Letting out a happy little sigh as
her eyes slowly closed.

Leaning on her elbow, Buffy propped her head up with her hand and
gazed longingly at the tired brunette.

Cordelia was totally worn out after servicing the Slayer for the
better part of the night. And once she was covered up and lying
comfortably, it didn't take her long to doze off.

With a tender smile, Buffy watched the exhausted brunette's relaxed
features for a while as she slept... Then, snuggling under the satin
sheet with the cheerleader, she wrapped her arms around the sleeping
beauty's soft, naked body and rested her head on Cordy's full, pillowy
breasts. 'Now this is the life!' the Slayer happily thought, a look of
utter contentment on her face as she drifted into a deep slumber.


Chapter 5


It was already early in the afternoon when Cordelia finally woke up.
One of the first things she noticed was that except for herself, the
bed was empty. It seemed Buffy had left...

The cheerleader stretched and yawned. She still felt a bit tired. Not
so surprising when taking into account that Buffy kept her busy for
most of the night... Even when they finally went to sleep, she was
still awakened a few times later by a horny Slayer playing with her
naked body. 'I swear she's like totally insatiable!'

A note on her nightstand explained that Buffy needed to be home when
her mom called her for breakfast, or else her mother would freak out
if she found out that her daughter wasn't there. The blonde also wrote
that she had to help her mom with the gallery the entire weekend, so
she -unfortunately- had to wait till Monday before seeing Cordelia
again...

Then, the note suddenly got a lot more disconcerting: 

I'm looking forward to spending lots of time with you, Cordy... I'll
drop by your place after school, so you can work off the debt you owe
me by giving me additional "payments". :)

Enjoy your weekend.


Love,

Buffy



'I guess that I should consider myself lucky that mega-bitch didn't
demand some early morning nooky before leaving, since she already
seems to regard me as her own personal little sex slave,' Cordelia
thought to herself upon reading the note.
 
'Sooo, Buffy? You think that you can just break into my house anytime
you like and just expect me to get naked and spread my legs for you?
Well, psycho-girl: Guess again... Cordelia Chase is nobody's bitch!' 

Picking up the phone, she pressed down on one of the speed dials.
"Hello, Sunnydale Security? This is Cordelia Chase... I'm gonna need
an immediate and SERIOUS security upgrade here."

*****

Cordelia just finished her breakfast (or rather lunch) when she saw on
the security monitor a van from Sunnydale Security approaching her
driveway; she opened the gates and went outside the house to meet the
security crew.

A large, burly man stepped out of the van and approached her. "Miss
Cordelia Chase? Bill Manley, foreman and co-owner of Sunnydale
Security." They shook hands and he continued, "I heard you have some
kind of security emergency?"

Cordelia nodded. "I need to upgrade our current system to the best
security system you have available, and I need it installed by
Monday."

The foreman was surprised by the young woman's request. "A complete
overhaul? By Monday?" he let out a deep breath. "I'd have to pull some
men from their other jobs, and it would mean a lot of overtime, which
isn't cheap... If you let me start on Monday, I could have it finished
before the week is over and it would cost about fifty percent less."

The cheerleader shook her head. "I'm dealing with sort of a stalker
situation here, Mr. Manley," she replied. "And I'd like this to be
ready when that person shows up at my house again."

"Have you thought about just calling the police on your stalker and
see if they can't get a hold of him?" Bill asked.

"The situation is... kinda complicated," Cordelia replied. "And
frankly, I wouldn't expect the police in this town to be able to get a
hold of their own ass using both hands... even if you gave them a map
and a videotape with instructions."

Bill burst out laughing. This girl seemed to share his less then high
opinion of "Sunnydale's finest". Once he managed to catch his breath,
he smiled at the brunette and nodded. "I'll get my men right on it,
Miss Chase." He learned not to ask too many questions since working in
Sunnydale. If any town needed a lot of home security it was this
one... and if she wanted to pay double to get it done this weekend,
who was he to argue?

*****

Cordelia didn't have the peaceful weekend she might have wished for,
due to endless sounds of construction, but it was definitely worth it!
With a strong sense of satisfaction, she strolled next to the foreman
as he explained the workings of her new security system.

"And we also installed several motion detectors around your property,"
Bill continued. "It will be impossible for an intruder to trespass on
your grounds without being detected."

He pointed at the high fence, which guarded the Chase's property. "But
this is one of the best defences against intruders you have right now,
Miss Chase: Your fence is just far enough away from the public road,
allowing us to make it into an electrical fence. My men have spend
most of the weekend grounding the entire fence and making sure to put
plenty of warning signs around it... There's now enough electrical
current on it to make even the craziest stalker think twice before
attempting to climb it."

Cordelia giggled as she pictured the look on Buffy's face when the
Slayer came back for some more "payment" and unexpectedly got a bit of
much needed shock therapy instead. 'DON'T fuck with Cordelia Chase,
you butchy little bitch! And in this case: I mean that literally.'

The foreman led her to a steel cupboard, and opened it. Pointing at a
control box inside, he explained, "And there we have the heart of the
entire security system: the Sentinel 2000! It turns the electricity of
the fence on and off when needed, it also makes sure that the motion
detectors don't react to a squirrel or a bird... And when it detects
an intruder: this little box warns the police and our security
office."

"In this short amount of time, you can't do any better then this
security system," Bill remarked. "Unless of course you'd like to add
an alligator filled moat," he added laughing.

"Hmmm, could you give me a rough estimate on what a moat with
alligators would cost?" the cheerleader inquired, recalling some of
the amazing things she'd seen Buffy do.

Bill smiled at the brunette's remark. "Trust me, Miss Chase: this is
house is pretty damn well secured," he reassured her. "It would take
at least some kind of superhuman to break in here now!"

'Yeah...' the cheerleader somewhat nervously thought. 'And that's
exactly what I'm worried about!'

*****

Glancing into the mirror, Cordelia pouted her full lips; admiring the
perfect job she'd done with her lipstick. 'Of course: with this face,
how could you go wrong?' she figured as she carefully re-applied the
rest of her make-up.

Seeing movement in the reflection she observed her friends from the
cheerleading team ("her flock" as she liked to refer to them) entering
the ladies room. The cheerleaders formed a half circle around
Cordelia, nervously shuffling their feet as they waited for their
leader to grant them her attention.

Ignoring their looks and polite coughs, Cordelia finished applying her
eye shadow and once again admired the end result in the mirror.

Finally, tired of waiting, Harmony stepped forward and tapped the
brunette cheerleader on her shoulder.

Letting out a tired little sigh, Cordelia turned around and raised a
perfect eyebrow at the nervous blonde. "What is it, Harm?"

"Jessica Jones was at the Bronze Friday night, and she claims that
when she went to the ladies room, she overheard Buffy Summers and
another girl --who sounded remarkably like you-- going at it with each
other," Harmony rushed out. A little bit slower she continued, "Now
normally, I would right away consider this to be one of Jessica's sick
little fantasies, but she seemed pretty sure of herself... So I really
have to ask this: Did you have, like, sex in the restroom of the
Bronze with Buffy "the Psycho" Summers?"

Cordelia felt her stomach turn as she listened to Harmony's question.
'Damn it! This certainly is a wonderful way to start another week of
school!' The cheerleader angrily thought. 'Did I go through all the
trouble of salvaging my reputation and social standing, just to see it
all go to Hell again by being outed by that nosy bitch for having
lesbian sex with a social outcast?!'

'Well, not in this lifetime! Besides, nothing really happened,' she
told herself. 'So she fingered my slot, felt me up a bit and we gave
each other head... So what?! That doesn't make me a lesbian; it
doesn't even really count as sex. It's not like we fucked each other.'

Steadying her emotions, she put her familiar bitchy fa�ade on and
fixed the group of cheerleaders with her level 10 intensity glare.
"Read my lips: I did NOT have sex with that woman, Buffy Summers!"

Stumbling back at the intensity of Cordelia's gaze, the cheerleaders
seemed satisfied with her answer and quickly left the room.

Cordelia turned back to the mirror and frowned. 'Whoa! Did I just
channel President Clinton here?' Shaking her head in wonder, she put
away her make-up and left the ladies room. 'Only on the Hellmouth...'

She'd handled that situation pretty well, but as the cheerleader
walked to her next class, a nagging thought kept popping up in her
head. 'If that airhead Jessica Jones could figure out that there is
something going on between Buffy and me, then it isn't so unlikely
that someone else could do the same!'

*****

"It is Cordelia Chase who is the Slayer's new love," Druscilla
suddenly exclaimed, after breaking from her trance.

"What?!" Angelus stared in disbelief at his Childe, not sure if he
heard her correctly. In his quest to find out who Buffy's new lover
was, he had to retrieve one of Buffy's hairbrushes (with her hair
still on it) from his old apartment to give Dru something to focus on,
and THEN listen to her prattle on for an entire hour about the stars
and Miss Edith, just for her to tell him that the bitchy cheerleader
--of all people-- was Buffy's new love interest?! This could almost be
considered funny if he wasn't so extremely pissed off right now.

"That doesn't sound quite right, Dru." His other, currently disabled,
Childe remarked. "Are you sure that your... lines --or whatever--
aren't crossed, luv?"

The brunette vamp narrowed her eyes at the two very sceptical master
vampires. "The stars never lie to me, Spike... You and daddy should
know that by now."

Angelus issued Druscilla an incredulous look. "So you are telling me
that Buffy's new flame is... a girl?! And not only is she dating a
girl but she's seeing none other then Cordelia Chase? Those two were
at each other's throats for as long as I've known them! How in the
Seven Hells is this possible?!"

"Isn't it obvious, peaches?" Spike responded, a big grin covering
almost his entire face. "Apparently, she wasn't as impressed with your
sex-techniques as you initially thought... One night with you and she
decided: It's girls only from now on! You turned the little chit into
a ravin' dyke, mate!"

A few chuckles and snickers could be heard from several of the
fledglings and minions who were hanging around their masters, but then
a hushed silence fell upon the room as Angelus turned to Spike:
game-face on and looking extremely pissed.

He took a couple of angry steps towards the crippled vamp but was
quickly stopped by an intervening Druscilla. "Now, now, boys! Don't
bicker... It's no fault of daddy that the nasty Slayer doesn't want
him anymore." Closing her eyes, she turned her head to the ceiling,
muttering and moaning softly to herself. Opening her eyes, she
continued, "It's the slime of the Xargos demon that brought her and
the cheerleader together."

"A Xargos demon?!" Angelus exclaimed surprised, his argument with
Spike momentarily forgotten. "I did hear some rumours that a Xargos
demon has been spotted in Sunnydale," he continued thoughtfully. "So
it could be true, I suppose... On the other hand: the slime of that
thing couldn't have made Buffy fall in love with Cordelia if she
didn't possess strong feelings for the cheerleader to begin with..."

"And I still have a hard time believing that!" Angelus ranted on, his
game-face shimmering at the surface as he thought about the object of
his obsession in the arms of the cheerleader. "I've suspected for some
time now that Buffy feels more then just friendship for the redheaded
witch... but for the bitchy brunette? I always assumed that any strong
feelings she has for Cordelia are feelings of dislike."

"Well, it seems you were wrong," Spike gleefully concluded, breaking
the sudden silence in the mansion. "This kinda makes you think,
doesn't it? The Slayer obviously into girls AND into the poof... Now
Angelus, I'm not saying that you resemble a girl in anyway, but
apparently--"

"Only finish that sentence if you want to end up in something worse
then a wheelchair, Spike!"

*****

Cordelia walked through the hallways on her way to the cafeteria when
suddenly the door to a supply closet opened and a hand pulled her
inside.

"What the Fu--" the cheerleader exclaimed in shock, her words abruptly
muffled by lips pressing down on hers.

"Buffy?!" Cordelia called out as she recognized those lips and the
blonde they belonged to. "Listen, we really need to talk... I heard
from Harmony th-- Mmmphhh!" Her words were once again cut off, this
time by Buffy's tongue entering her mouth.

Except for her tongue, the Slayer also used her hands on the
cheerleader's body. Hands that did so many things to her and moved so
fast that there seemed to be at least four of them.

Before Cordelia was fully aware of it: her top was pushed down and her
bra gone, disappeared in the same mysterious manner as her panties.

A bit disoriented, Cordelia stared down at Buffy's head; her eyes
growing bigger as she watched the blonde dipping her face inside her
cleavage.

The Slayer's breathing was noticeably heavier as she moved her mouth
back and forth between the cheerleader's topless tits. Switching from
one erect nipple to the other.

"It seems that the blood previously occupying your brain is now
occupying... certain other places of your anatomy," the cheerleader
muttered, a bit breathlessly herself.

Cordelia felt her legs being gently nudged further apart, and then a
hand moved between them. As two fingers slid inside her and started to
finger fuck her, the brunette gave herself over to Buffy's hungry
mouth and groping hands; leaning back against the door, she allowed
the Slayer to ravage her.

Buffy grinned as she sensed the cheerleader's swift surrender. Moving
her body back a bit, she allowed herself the time to fully take in and
appreciate the beauty of Cordelia's exposed body... The brunette
looked so incredibly hot, standing there red-faced and embarrassed:
her dress pulled down at the top, fully exposing her big breasts...
and the underside of the dress pushed up to her waist, revealing the
cheerleader's sweet, delicious-tasting little cunt to her eyes.

'If only all schooldays could be like this,' the blonde thought
longingly as she continued to feel up the brunette. 'Wait a minute...
Who says all schooldays CAN'T be like this?' After all: Cordelia owed
her plenty for all the times she had saved the cheerleader's life,
which meant that she pretty much owned the beautiful brunette.

The cheerleader let out a low stifled moan, as Buffy's fingers got
increasingly busy in her slit; she was shaking so hard now, that if
the blonde would pull away her fingers, she'd probably fall to the
ground... Now there's something to think about; she certainly never
imagined when she was on her way to the school's cafeteria, that a few
minutes later she'd be leaning against a supply closet door where the
only thing which kept her from falling would be Buffy's fingers
frigging her slit.

Peeking out from under her eyelids, she watched the blonde grin at
her, like the Slayer was somehow aware that she was watching, and
thinking about her...

"Oh yeah... that feels good, doesn't it, Cordy?" Buffy asked the
cheerleader. "It feels good to have my fingers inside of you...
bringing you to that orgasm you so desperately need right now."

Cordelia felt herself blush and tightly closed her eyes... Seconds
later, she felt the Slayer's hot breath on her ear, as the blonde
moved her face close to hers and started whispering in her ear. "It's
okay, sweetie," Buffy told her, almost tenderly. "It's okay to like
it, to love it even... You're a good-looking, healthy young woman, so
it's only natural that you enjoy having your pussy played with."

The cheerleader felt her right nipple being pinched and let out a
small gasp.

"And lets not forget your tits," Buffy continued. "Those big juicy
jugs of yours... I just love the way they jiggle on your chest while I
finger-fuck your little slit... I swear: I could just suck on those
babies for hours at a time and still not get tired of them."

Cordelia grunted as Buffy's hot mouth envelop her left breast.

The Slayer suckled happily on the cheerleader's teat for a while...
then raised her head to whisper more dirty talk in the cheerleader's
ear. "Mmmm, that was yummy," she seductively whispered. "But let's
focus on your sweet little pussy for now... because you have such a
wonderful tight little cunt, Cordy. That tastes so delicious! I can
hardly wait for you to shoot your yummy juices all over my fingers so
I can taste you again..."

"Would you do that for me, Cordelia?" the Slayer sweetly inquired,
while thrusting her fingers faster and deeper inside the cheerleader's
slit. "Would you cum for me, so I can lap up your sweet juices?"

A long lustful moan was the brunette's only reply.

Buffy pressed her thumb against the cheerleader's erect clit, and
rubbed the stiff little nubbin.

"Cum for me, Cordy!" the Slayer hissed into the other girl's ear.
"Soak my fingers with your sweet girl-juice!"

The friction on her clit, the fingers in her slit, and Buffy's dirty
talk worked Cordelia over the edge. With a stifled cry, she obeyed the
Slayer's command and came all over the blonde's thrusting fingers.
"OOOOoooooohhhhhh!!!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh! OH! Oh! Ohhh!" she kept on grunting, as Buffy continued
to push her fingers up her dripping wet cunt.

The Slayer abruptly pulled her fingers out and licked them clean...
then stuck them back inside the cheerleader's snatch and continued
fucking her... Then pulled her fingers out again and repeated her
previous actions.

Occasionally, the blonde would kneel down and replace her fingers with
her tongue; she kept on doing this till the brunette was completely
drained.

Cordelia felt like she was about to faint from the overwhelming
sensations that the blonde's tongue and fingers were bringing her,
when suddenly: the fingers and tongue were gone from her pussy...
Without Buffy's fingers to hold her up she slowly slid down to the
floor (just like she thought she would) until she was on her knees in
front of the blonde, still panting from her multiple orgasm.

With a satisfied smile, Buffy licked each of her fingers clean
--savouring Cordy's fresh flavour-- while at the same time closely
studying the recuperating cheerleader.

As Cordelia recovered from her climax, the Slayer gently stroked the
cheerleader's long brown hair, running her fingers through the silky
strands... Noticing the brunette looking up at her, Buffy shot the
still heavy breathing Cordelia a bright smile. "You just happen to be
in the perfect position for our next game," she cheerfully informed
the cheerleader.

"And what game would that be?" Cordelia inquired warily.

The blonde's smile grew bigger as she reached down and pulled up her
miniskirt, revealing her panty-less and hairless crotch to the
cheerleader's eyes. "It's called: Satisfy The Slayer With Your Mouth."

"I'll bet it's mostly you who likes to play that game," the brunette
muttered before bringing her mouth down to the Slayer's bald cunt.

Buffy looked down pleasantly surprised as the cheerleader started
lapping at her pussy without the need of any further prodding. 'Good!
She's learning already...' Closing her eyes, the Slayer silently
enjoyed the wonderful feeling of that soft tongue stroking and
tickling her slit.

'Oh yeah! Cordelia has a natural flair for licking pussy,' Buffy
thought contently as the tip of Cordy's tongue circled her clit and
gave it a couple of quick flicks. 'She's so fucking good at it!'

The blonde's hands returned to Cordelia's head and resumed their play
with the cheerleader's beautiful brown locks. 

Cordelia buried her face deeper in Buffy's cunt and suckled and
nibbled at the Slayer's folds.

It took only a few minutes of Cordelia's expert treatment to make the
blonde's slit soaking wet.

"Mmmmm! Yesssss!! You're such a talented little pussy-licker, Cordy!"
Buffy sighed happily and patted the cheerleader's head.

Cordelia looked up to shoot the Slayer a laser-like glare before
resuming her oral duties.

The cheerleader quickly lapped at Buffy's increasing wetness, licking
up every drop of the Slayer's secretions. Once that task was
completed, Cordelia jammed her tongue deep inside Buffy's tight hole
and began tongue fucking the blonde with quick, hard jabs.

"Ohhh! Mmmm! Oh! Mmmmm!! OH! Ohhhh!!" Buffy felt her orgasm build up
inside of her, like a dam ready to explode. "Ohhh Cordy! Oh yessss!"
the Slayer called out. "That feels sooo good! So fucking good!! Fuck
me!!! Fuck me, you little bitch!! Stick that long talented tongue of
yours deep inside my cunt!"

"YESSSS!!! Like THAT!! Fuck me!! FUCK ME!!!" Shaking on her feet,
Buffy pressed the cheerleader's face against her cunt as she felt her
orgasm wash over her. "YESSSSSS!!!!!"

With her face pressed against the Slayer's snatch, the only way to
prevent getting drowned in the blonde's juices was to lap it all up as
quickly as she could. 'This isn't entirely normal either,' Cordelia
pondered as she swallowed down what seemed like a half a gallon of
girl-cum. 'What the hell is going on here?! Is she, like, half part
Slayer and half part geyser?'

Finally though, the stream of secretions ended, and Buffy let go off
her face. "Could you've possibly been any more louder?" the
cheerleader wryly commented as she moved her face away from the
Slayer's dripping slit. "I think there are still some people on the
other side of the school who may not have heard you."

The Slayer smirked and blew the brunette a kiss. Buffy then playfully
tousled Cordelia's hair before issuing the cheerleader another
command. "Clean my pussy, Cordy."

They looked into each other's eyes, and for a moment, there seemed to
be sort of a staring contest going on between the two girls... then
Cordelia returned her mouth to the blonde's pussy and started cleaning
Buffy's shaved little slit with her tongue.

With her hands on her hips and her legs spread apart, the Slayer
looked down smiling at the dark-haired head bobbing between her legs.
Just watching Cordelia using her tongue on her pussy turned her on
again, combined with the feeling of that soft, yet raspy little tongue
dipping between her labia-lips, made her want to rip the brunette's
clothes off, lay her across that table and fist that beautiful bitch
until she came like never before!

'Take it easy, remember: baby-steps.' Buffy told herself.

She didn't want to scare Cordelia off by being too aggressive. So she
had to hold back the strong, sometimes overwhelming feelings she felt
for the cheerleader, and that wasn't always easy... Certainly not in
those long, boring classes where she spend a lot of her time staring
at the brunette, while she longed to take the cheerleader right there
on her desk...

Besides, Cordelia is still a virgin, in which case fisting: never a
good idea.

Unaware of Buffy's thought process, Cordelia meticulously licked up
every drop of the Slayer's juices, cleaning the blonde's slit inside
and out.

After licking the Slayer's slit so clean that it was shiny from her
saliva, Cordelia pulled Buffy's miniskirt down and got back up again.

She quickly put her clothes back in order and worriedly checked her
face with her compact mirror. 'It's a good thing I'm using waterproof
cosmetics!'

It didn't take her more then a minute or two to repair the damage
Buffy's cum-bath had done to her face. 'I now know who I want with me
if I ever get lost in the desert.'

Returning her mirror and mascara to her purse, she turned to face the
amusedly watching Buffy and shot the blonde an impervious look. "Now
if you don't mind: I'm going to the cafeteria to eat my lunch."

The sound of a bell could suddenly be heard.

"It seems lunch break has just ended," Cordelia noted disappointedly.

"Then it's a good thing you just finished eating me," Buffy grinned.

Cordelia glared at the blonde for a moment, then turned around; she
was about to open the door, when Buffy drew her in for a quick hug
(and copped a quick feel in the process). "I might be by after school
to receive further "payment" from you," the blonde whispered in her
ear.

Turning her head, Cordelia returned the Slayer's smirk with one of her
own. 'Oh really? We'll just see about that!'


Chapter 6


"Excellent move, Buffy," Giles complimented the Slayer. "Now try some
kicks."

Buffy followed up with a couple of powerful high kicks aimed at the
punching pads that the watcher held in front of him.

The force of the kicks made Giles stumble backwards and cringe despite
the thick padded protection he was wearing.

"Y-yes, very good, Buffy." The elderly watcher quickly stepped out of
the Slayer's reach. "I think that's enough training for today... you
seem to be in excellent shape."

"See! I told you I was fine," Buffy triumphantly said, doing a bit of
mock shadowboxing while dancing around the watcher.

"And it would appear you are correct," Giles calmly replied while
watching his Slayer bounce around. "However, it is my duty as your
watcher to make certain that you're all right... especially after a
dangerous encounter like your recent battle with the slime-composed
demonic entity."

Buffy gave her watcher a fond smile. "And I appreciate you "watching
out" for me, Giles... but like I said: I'm feeling fine. Better then
fine actually, I haven't felt this good in ages."

"Yes..." Giles said, sounding a bit puzzled. "I've noticed the
extra-ordinary amount of stamina you have today, and the training
session doesn't seem to have affected you in the slightest."

"You haven't seen anything yet," Buffy smiled. Winking at the older
man, she leaped forwards and flipped all the way to the other side of
the library. When she reached the end, she back-flipped until she was
standing beside the watcher again.

"Ta-daa!" the blonde called out while thrusting her arms in the air
like an Olympian gold-medal winner. "What d'ya think about that?"

"Impressive," the librarian nodded. "I'm sure the vampires will agree
should you repeat that on your next patrol."

Buffy grinned in response. "I know, I know... Slaying is not a joking
matter, Buffy," the blonde said, doing a reasonable impersonation of
the watcher's voice. "It is a sacred duty. While performing it, it's
considered most unwise to clown around with your opponents --and there
are few things more hazardous then unnecessary acrobatics during a
battle."

"I'm glad to hear that at least some of the advice I've given you
seems to stick," Giles retorted wryly. "Now, if you would also follow
said advice then that would solve a lot of our problems."

"Oh, don't be such a stuffy duffy, Giles," Buffy admonished her
watcher. "And I do follow your advice... well, most of the time
anyway."

Giles coughed politely in response to the Slayer's statement.

Buffy pulled a face at the obviously sceptical librarian. "Nevermind!"
she huffed indignantly.

They smiled at each other.

"Hey... where's the gang?" Buffy asked, suddenly aware of her friends'
conspicuous absence. "Willow and Oz are usually already here by the
time we start my training and Xander always shows up during... once he
gets out of detention."

"Willow is doing some research for me," the watcher replied.
"Yesterday I received a message from a colleague, he mentioned that he
came across a website which he suspects belongs to a powerful clan of
vampires," Giles explained while removing the padded suit he had worn
for additional protection. "This particular clan is renowned for their
use of modern equipment, and if that website is truly theirs then it
might contain some very useful information about the workings of this
clan... like their strategies and their current hierarchy."

The watcher let out a sigh of relief as he stripped away the last
piece of the hot, confining suit. "Anyway, I've asked Willow to
investigate the matter since I don't know a bloody thing about
computers... She looked the site up and discovered that its very well
protected --which doesn't really surprise me... She now wants to chop
into the website--"

"I think you mean: "hack into the website"," Buffy helpfully
interrupted.

"Whatever," the old-fashioned watcher shrugged. "And apparently she
needs to use her computer at home for that, something about not enough
megahorses--"

"Megahertz."

"Okay, not enough Megahertz on the contraption we have in the
library," Giles finished.

"So Willow went home?"

"Yes, and Oz went with her."

"What about Xander? Did he go with them as well?"

"No, but I gave him a picture with the insignia of the clan and asked
him to compare it with the crests on some of the larger crypts on
Restfield cemetery, to see if there are any matches."

"Why? What's that gonna accomplish?"

"Nothing. But he kept going on and on about Cordelia, and I wanted
some quiet time to myself."

"So you send him out on a wild goose chase?" Buffy giggled. "I'm
impressed, Giles. That's totally wicked of you."

"Thank you, Buffy." The watcher took a light bow. "I learned from the
best," he added dryly, indicating the smiling Slayer.

Buffy's smile grew bigger when it suddenly occurred to her that with
her friends otherwise occupied, she now had the perfect opportunity to
pay Cordelia another visit. She felt herself getting aroused again,
just by thinking about the beautiful brunette.

"You know," the blonde said while inching her way to the door. "Some
quiet time sounds like a good idea; I think I'll try that myself for a
change."

Giles raised a questioning eyebrow at the suddenly fidgeting Slayer.
"Really? I never took you for the quiet-time type."

"Well..." Now it was Buffy's turn to shrug. "You've got to try
anything at least once before knowing if you like it or not... Right?"

"Right." A small smile appeared on the watcher's lips. "See you
tomorrow, Buffy."

"Bye, Giles!"

Pushing through the doors, Buffy left the library quickly behind her.

*****

Rupert Giles stood in front of the window, a thoughtful expression on
his face as he watched Buffy run across the school's courtyard. The
young Slayer moved so fast that she'd left the school grounds and was
out of his sight in a matter of seconds.

Sitting down at the large table, he replayed their after-school
training session in his head. Buffy had been faster, stronger and more
energetic during this latest workout then he'd ever seen her before.
Her current burst of power could just be a natural development of her
Slayer abilities... but that wouldn't explain the blonde's unusual
behaviour in the last couple of days, though.

He started thumping his fingers on the table's surface as he searched
his memory for a possible curse or spell that would explain both his
Slayer's newfound strength and her strange behaviour.

After considering every possibility and scenario he could think of,
Giles slapped the palm of his hand on the wooden surface. 'This is
ridiculous! I'm reading way too much into this situation and getting
all worked-up over nothing. There's probably a very reasonable and
logical explanation for Buffy's increased abilities... as for her
strange conduct lately: mood swings and erratic behaviour are
perfectly natural for a teenager.'

Putting all worries about Buffy out of his mind, the watcher went back
to cataloguing his newly acquired shipment of Demonology books.

*****

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, in a large impressive, yet
somewhat neglected looking mansion: a small group of vampires had come
together --and Buffy Summers was very much on their minds right now.

Two master vampires and several other high-ranking members of Clan
Aurelius were gathered in the basement and watched with interest (and
a sense of relief) as the third master vampire present -Druscilla-
finally got to the last stages of the lengthy magic ceremony she was
performing. 

Standing in front of a large black cauldron, the vampire-witch used
both hands to weave a series of intricate symbols in the air while
chanting a magic spell:

"Spirits who see, hear and know all,"
"Hear these words and obey my call..."
"Find me the Slayer called Buffy Summers!"

Picking up the hairbrush Angelus had brought her, she pulled a few
strands of hair from the bristles and dropped them in the cauldron.

Immediately the boiling potion inside started to swirl around,
displaying a wide variety of colours.

Waving her hands above the cauldron, Druscilla completed the final
part of the spell:

"Use now this essence from the person I speak,"
"and search this world to find the one whom I seek."
"Then magick this brew, so we can see,"
"her every move and every word," 
"Wherever she may be!"


Angelus and Spike, together with some of the braver (and more curious)
vamps, stepped closer to the cauldron and peered intently inside,
waiting for the spell to take affect.

"You really think this will work, luv?" Spike questioned. "I thought
that vampire magick only works when the sun is down."

"This is no vampire magick, my darlin' Spike," Druscilla answered
while dancing around the crippled vamp. "It's just an ordinary Wicca
spell that Miss Edith whispered in me ear last night." The vampire got
a dreamy look in her eyes and smiled to herself. "Miss Edith has been
such a great help lately... she'll be getting extra crumpets at our
next tea party... they'll be filled with jelly, and there'll be sweets
afterwards, and--"

"That's nice, Dru," Angelus interrupted. "But as long as it helps me
find out what Buffy is up to; I don't care if it's Santa Claus himself
who told you the spell."

The brunette hissed at her Sire. "Bad, bad daddy! You know that even
mentioning that mean old man gives me nightmares..." For a moment the
female vamp pouted, then her eyes narrowed. "As punishment, daddy will
get no tea and crumpets for an entire week."

Angelus rolled his eyes and was about to retort when Spike suddenly
spoke up.

"Keep your eyes on the game, mates... I think our lil' kettle is
starting to stew."

The surface of the brew began to shimmer... Slowly, the silhouette of
a person could be made out.

As the vision improved, the three vampires got a clear view of the
Slayer running down the streets of a posh neighbourhood.

*****

Buffy's quick jog came to a screeching halt when she reached the
entrance to the Chase's property and saw several new signs planted
near the gate --the lightning bolt and a warning on them indicating
that the fence was now under heavy electrical current.

The Slayer's mouth fell open when she noticed a separate sign on the
gate itself. It had a life-sized picture of her face on it. There was
a red circle around her head and through it ran a red diagonal bar,
underneath it was the text: "No Buffys allowed here!"

*****

Cordelia Chase leisurely leaned back in her comfy lawn chair. 'Ahhhh,
this is the life! Just what I need in these times of stress,' the
cheerleader happily thought. 'Relaxing in a comfortable chair while
picking up some rays, combined with the occasional dip in the swimming
pool... and best of all: no fake blondes around demanding sexual
favours!'

'The only thing missing is a nice cold drink.' Cordelia was about to
ring for the maid, when she remembered that Rosita was currently in
Mexico, visiting her relatives, and wouldn't be back for another week.

'Looks like I'll have to get my own drink.'

Sighing, she stood up and walked to the house.

*****

Carrying a small tray that held a glass and an ice-cold bottle of Diet
Coke, Cordelia returned to the terrace and walked back to her chair.
Then she saw something that caused her to halt to a complete stop.

In her previously occupied chair sat the familiar form of Buffy
Summers, wearing a tank top, tight shorts, a pair of sunglasses and
nothing much else... and on the table next to the Slayer lay the beat
up, crumbled, but still recognizable form of the Sentinel 2000 control
box.

The cheerleader let out a small gasp as she stared at what remained of
her high-priced alarm system. "Well, that certainly was money well
spend!" Cordelia sarcastically spat out, while giving the battered box
a scornful glare. 'I really should have gone for the alligator filled
moat!' she then considered.

Cordy looked at Buffy again, and the blonde returned her look with an
obvious smirk. 'On the other hand, if I'd gone for the alligators:
Superbitch would now probably be sitting there wearing a pair of
brand-new alligator-leather boots with a matching purse beside her.'

However, any thoughts about her alarm system or the Slayer's attire
were quickly forgotten when she anxiously noted that Buffy was giving
her a little signal to come nearer. The Slayer didn't say anything,
but still had that annoying little smirk on her face as she beckoned
her closer with her index finger.

With feet that suddenly seemed to be made out of lead, Cordelia
shuffled towards the other girl until she was standing right next to
the blonde Slayer.

Buffy looked at the drink Cordelia was still holding and held out her
hand. With a resigned look on her face, the cheerleader put down the
tray and handed her Coke to the grinning girl.

The smiling blonde teasingly licked her lips, put the bottle at her
mouth, and emptied the entire bottle in one long draught.

Putting the bottle on the small table next to her, Buffy let out the
first sound she'd made so far: a satisfied sounding "Ahhhhhh!"

The Slayer then took off her sunglasses, shot the cheerleader a
pointed look and invitingly patted her lap.

Cordelia rolled her eyes. Letting out a weary little sigh, she leaned
over and laid herself across Buffy's lap. 'Here we go again.'

*****

It didn't take long for the cheerleader's punishment to start. With a
determined look, Buffy let her hand crash down on Cordy's barely
covered buttocks.

SMACK!!!

There was a sharp intake of breath from the brunette, but that was
Cordelia's only response. 'Oh well, I'm sure I'll get more of a
reaction very quickly,' the Slayer silently predicted, and followed
with a quick series of spanks.

SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!!
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!
SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!!
SMACKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!!

"Ow! Ow! Owwww!!" the cheerleader cried out.

SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!!

"That was very naughty of you, Cordy," Buffy calmly told the brunette
while letting more spanks rain down on the girl's upturned buttocks.
"Putting in a high-tech alarm system while I was away..."

SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"Yowwwww!!!"

"It would almost make me feel a bit unwelcome."

"No, really?!" Cordelia sarcastically bit out. "What tipped you off?
That picture of you on the gate, saying: "No Buffys allowed here!"
maybe?" The brunette's snide remark was quickly followed by another
cry as Buffy landed a couple of particular hard spanks on the
cheerleader's rosy-red buttocks.

SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!!

"I have to admit... that was pretty funny," the Slayer replied, a
touch of admiration sounding in her voice. 

SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!!

"Owwww!! Ouch!!!"

"I was sorta wondering how you got that sign made so quickly," Buffy
continued thoughtfully; she let her hand rest on the cheerleader's
behind and gently stroked the warm, silky skin.

"Actually... I had that sign made more then a month ago," Cordelia
replied, a smile on her face despite her painful behind. "together
with a "No Xanders allowed!" and a "No Willows allowed!" sign... they
were just lying around in my closet ever since, waiting for the
perfect time to be used... I was hoping to surprise you and the other
scoobies with them when you showed up for the prom, but this was nice
too."

For a long moment Buffy stared down in disbelief at the beautiful, but
oh so infuriating girl on her lap. "Thanks for sharing, Cordy!" she
told the brunette. "Only a bitch like you could come up with something
like that! I now feel a whole lot less guilty for spanking the tar out
of you."

SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"Yeah, right!" Cordelia grunted. "Like you feel anything resembling
guilt when you spank my bare behind... I think you're confusing lust
with guilt here, Bunny... and just for the record: I'm not the only
bitch around here!"

SMACK!!! "First of all, it's Buffy NOT Bunny!" SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACKK!!!!

"But you make a good point," Buffy conceded with a smirk. "I do enjoy
spanking that cute little ass of yours..." the blonde halted the
spanking and placed her hand between the cheerleader's spread legs.
Pulling aside the string, she rubbed a finger across Cordy's wet
entrance and stuck it inside. "Almost as much as you seem to enjoy
lying naked across my lap, getting your butt blistered."

Cordelia moaned softy as Buffy started fingering her dripping slot.
Then, as the blonde's words sunk in, quickly stifled the moan. "No, I
DON'T!!" she protested hotly.

"You don't?" Buffy asked mockingly surprised. "Hmmm, then explain this
to me, Cordy... why does your pussy always get wet when I spank you?"

Cordelia felt a mixture of embarrassment and arousal at the Slayer's
words.

"Admit it, little Miss May Queen... you love my hands on your body,
even when I'm using said hands to redden your behind." Buffy added a
second finger and started finger-fucking the brunette at a rapid pace.

"No, I don't." Cordelia repeated, slightly breathless from her growing
arousal.

"Come on, Cordy... Say it!" Buffy encouraged the cheerleader, her
fingers moving faster. "Tell me how much you love me touching you...
playing with those big tits and this tight little cunt."

"In your -pant- dreams, mega-slut!"

The Slayer's eyes narrowed at this latest insult. "Suit yourself,
Cordy." Buffy said, her voice cheerful even though she felt mildly
disappointed about the cheerleader's continuing denial. "In that case,
I'll just get to work on your butt again." She pulled her fingers from
the cheerleader's snatch and resumed the spanking.

SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! 

*****

Buffy looked down at the brunette's glowing red behind and smiled. To
borrow an expression from her mom: the cheerleader was now one
well-punished young lady...

Lying quietly across her lap, and allowing the Slayer to stroke her
painful bottom and play with her dangling breasts --without any
objections or the usual snide remarks-- Cordelia seemed chastised and
obedient (well, for the moment at least).

'Better take advantage of this rare situation,' Buffy told herself.
Helping Cordy off of her lap, she stood the cheerleader in front of
her and issued the brunette a bright smile.

"Stand there, put your hands behind your neck and slowly turn around,"
she ordered.

Buffy noticed the cheerleader giving her a dirty look, but Cordelia
did as she was told; putting her hands behind her neck she made a slow
twirl.

"Nice!" Buffy complimented, while raking her eyes across Cordelia's
tanned, trim body.

The beautiful brunette was dressed in nothing more then a skimpy,
emerald-green bikini. The bottom consisted of a small piece of cloth
in the front (that was only barely adequate to conceal the
cheerleader's triangle of hair) and a string in the back, which seemed
to be specially designed to show off Cordy's round, perfect little
butt. Meanwhile, the bikini-top --which was filled to the bursting
point-- was fighting a losing battle with constraining Cordelia's
ample bosom. It seemed like the brunette's big breasts were going to
be falling out of those too small cups at any moment now... something
to which Buffy was most eager to lend a helping hand.

The Slayer's mouth turned dry as her eyes fully took in this picture
of perfection, and the familiar, intense feeling of desire for the
cheerleader rose up again.

"Very nice!" Buffy finally concluded in an almost worshipful tone.

Cordelia smirked at the blonde's comment but didn't say anything.

With a slightly trembling hand, Buffy reached out for the string that
held the skimpy top together, noting with satisfaction that Cordy
obediently kept her hands in place, even though she was about to
expose her tits. After savouring the heady mix of power and lust she
felt at this, she untied the top and let it slide down.

Instantly, the cheerleader's breasts sprang free, lightly bouncing as
the top dropped to the ground.

The Slayer took the newly freed mammaries in her hand and happily
played with the brunette's bouncy twins for a while... Looking
straight into the cheerleader's eyes, she gave each of the erect
nipples a quick pinch & pull, listening with delight at the small
grunt coming from Cordelia's lips... Buffy lightly tugged and twisted
the brunette's nipples some more and noticed a deep red flush
appearing on Cordy's face.

After having her way with the brunette's boobs, Buffy moved her hands
down to the cheerleader's small waist. A few seconds later, the green
bikini bottom joins the green top on the ground.

Buffy felt a sense of completeness now she had Cordelia completely
naked in front of her again. With her eyes fixated on the brunette's
neat triangle of brown curls, she played her hands across the
cheerleader's firm, beautiful body... 

The blonde's roving hands slowly but surely made their way down
towards the May Queen's centre... Finally meeting there, they petted
and played with the brunette's soft patch of fur.

Buffy got up from the chair and, after moving the cheerleader a few
steps backwards, kneeled in front of her and moved her face only
inches away from Cordy's slit. Placing her hands back on the
cheerleader's crotch, she used both hands to spread apart the
brunette's labia-lips and peered inside the well-exposed opening.

Using her eyes and fingers, the Slayer took her time to study and
explore every inch of the scrumptious pussy before her, enjoying the
sweet nectar that flowed from the cheerleader's tight tunnel...

She interrupted her investigation of Cordelia's private parts to look
at the cheerleader's face and saw the brunette glaring down at her;
Cordy's glare seemed to hold a mixture of annoyance, incredulity and
arousal.

Giving the brunette a wink, Buffy moved her hands to the girl's waist
and slowly turned her round 'till she was looking straight at the
cheerleader's beautiful behind.

She placed her hands on Cordy's round buttocks and started stroking
the two well-defined, firm globes.

"You've got such a wonderful tight little ass, Cordy," Buffy commented
to the cheerleader. "It's a shame that I've got to spank it so often."

Cordelia ignored the compliment and the little jibe, standing
stoically while the blonde Slayer fondled her from behind.

"Let me see that beautiful butt a little better... bend over and touch
your toes."

Buffy wasn't entirely sure but she thought she saw Cordelia make an
obscene gesture her way. Maybe she just imagined it, because the
brunette obediently leaned over and presented her ass... On the other
hand, Cordy did seem a bit more pissed off and also quieter then
usual.

Maybe a refreshing dive in the pool would improve the cheerleader's
bad mood, the Slayer considered. It would certainly cool off Cordy's
red butt... She also could use a nice, cool swim herself since she was
feeling plenty hot right now... first though, she wanted to play a
little more with Cordelia's magnificent body.

"Mmmm... very good," Buffy told the brunette while patting her on the
butt. It was better then good actually, bending over like this the
cheerleader's round butt resembled a delicious looking, juicy red
apple... one that she would love to sink her teeth in.

She gazed deferentially at this spectacular sight before issuing her
next command, "Now I want you to reach back and spread your cheeks, so
I can get a better look."

"God! Could you possible be a bigger perv?!" the cheerleader called
back over her shoulder.

SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!!

After this bit of "encouragement" from Buffy, Cordelia bowed her head
down again and --without any further commentary-- reached back and
pried apart her buttocks.

Buffy felt an increasing heat in her groin as she stared at both of
the cheerleader's exposed openings. It's already incredibly arousing
to see all of Cordy's charms uncovered and up-close, but to have
Sunnydale High's most popular girl hold herself open like this made
the whole experience almost unworldly...

Hastily unbuttoning her cut-offs, she slipped a hand inside and placed
it on her throbbing centre. After giving her clit a few gentle rubs
she inserted a finger into her dripping pussy and started fingering
herself, meanwhile inspecting the brown-haired beauty's cunt and
asshole.

Leaning closer, the Slayer stroked her left hand across the
cheerleader's upturned buttocks while her right hand remained busy
between her legs...

Slowly she moved her hand lower until it was caressing Cordy's slit.
She then stuck out a finger and dipped it inside Cordelia's moist
little cunt.

A gasp came from the cheerleader and a grin appeared on the Slayer's
lips when she noticed just how wet her reluctant lover already is.
'Despite Cordelia's many protestations, she always seems to be soaking
wet when I feel her up.'

In the same pace that she used to finger-fuck herself, Buffy started
sliding her finger in and out the cheerleader's sopping slot.

She waited until they were both pretty worked up, then pulled out the
finger covered with Cordy's juices. Buffy circled the well-lubricated
digit around the brunette's little pink asshole a couple of times,
then pushed it inside.

"HEY!!!" Cordelia cried out, when with one quick thrust the blonde
stuck an entire finger up her ass.

The cheerleader leapt forwards, dislodging Buffy's finger from her
butt. Turning around, she shot a glare at the infuriating blonde.
"Keep your fingers out of my ass, bitch! This is where I draw the
line."

Buffy smirked at the annoyed brunette and stood up. "I think we both
need to cool off a bit," she told the cheerleader while pulling her
hand from her cut-offs. "Let's take a quick dip in the pool."

Cordelia looked down at her own nudity, then --with a look of
uncertainty-- eyed the few pieces of clothing which the Slayer was
still wearing. "It looks to me like you're wearing a bit much for
swimming."

Buffy shot back a smile. "You may undress me," she said with a haughty
voice that sounded remarkably much like Cordelia's.

The cheerleader's eyes narrowed as she glared at the blonde. "What am
I? Your slave?"

Instead of responding, Buffy just smirked and stared at the brunette.

Cordelia got her "bitch" on and stared back with full intensity...
However, she soon got tired of this staring contest and felt herself
becoming flustered. The knowledge that the Slayer could kick--or spank
her ass anytime she wanted made her a bit uncomfortable and feel like
this whole staring match was pretty much meaningless: If Buffy really
wanted her assistance in undressing then she hadn't have much choice
but to do what the blonde wanted... either that or probably get
another spanking, and she certainly wasn't in the mood for that.

Issuing the smirking girl a look of utter disgust, Cordelia stepped
closer and began removing the blonde's tight tank top. Buffy didn't
help a whole lot, but with a lot of tugging she managed to pull it off
over the Slayer's head, thereby freeing the other girl's firm,
apple-sized breasts.

'She obviously changed before coming over here,' Cordelia silently
observed. 'Because I certainly would have remembered if she wore this
outfit at school.'

For a few seconds the cheerleader stared at her adversary's
pink-tipped tits, then quickly kneeled down and tugged at the Slayer's
shorts --trying to complete her task as swiftly as possible.

With a hard pull she yanked the cut-offs down to the blonde's knees,
and found herself staring straight at Buffy's bald snatch. Glancing
up, she saw the Slayer smiling down at her.

"I've a feeling this ain't gonna be the last time you'll be down on
your knees staring at my cunt, Cordy."

Cordelia's cheeks and ears turned a bright red. Looking down again,
she pretended to cough in her hand, "Ugh-Bitch-ughhh!" 

"Very smooth, Cordy." Buffy chuckled from above her. "Now get to work
again on getting these cut-offs off of me."

The brunette started tugging on the shorts again and managed to
quickly pull them down the blonde's legs. Lifting the Slayer's feet
one by one, she removed the cut-offs and laid them on the table.

Having completed her task, Cordelia glanced up again at the smiling
blonde.

"That's a good girl," Buffy told the cheerleader while giving her a
little pat on the head. "As a reward I'll make you cum after our
little swim."

With a fluid motion, the cheerleader got up on her feet. Straightening
to her full length, she folded her arms across her chest and scowled
at the smaller blonde. "You know, Buffy... It's one thing that you
spank my ass and make me lick your pussy, but I could really do
without those little pats and the condescending remarks; I'm not your
fuckin' bitch!"

The Slayer's eyes sparkled angrily and she folded her arms in front of
her, mimicking the cheerleader's pose. "I don't think YOU of all
people should complain about condescending remarks, Cordy... NOT when
you're the Queen of condescending remarks on Sunnydale High --and
possibly of the entire state of California," Buffy heatedly retorted.
"As for not being my bitch... well, wrong again!" With those three
words, the Slayer put one hand on Cordy's backside and placed the
other behind her head, and drew the stunned brunette in for a kiss.

Conquering the cheerleader's lips, Buffy put all the passion, anger,
lust and love she felt for Cordelia in this one kiss. The lip-lock
lasted for several minutes and it didn't take long before Buffy felt
the tall brunette starting to respond and return the kiss. Encouraged
by the cheerleader's response, the Slayer removed the hand that was
holding the other girl's head and lowered it to join with the hand on
Cordy's butt.

With both hands conveniently on the brunette's behind, Buffy began
kneading Cordy's firm, round buttocks, immensely enjoying the feel of
those well-muscled globes in her hands combined with the sensation of
the cheerleader's soft lips pressing against her own.

When their lips finally parted they were swollen from the kiss and the
bewildered brunette had to hold on to the Slayer due to her trembling
legs.

Once Cordelia had regained some of her strength and could stand on her
own again, Buffy took a step back and watched the confused cheerleader
with a somewhat smug smile on her face.

Still a bit dazed from the Slayer's words and the subsequent kiss,
Cordelia silently gazed at the blonde's exposed body. 'At least Buffy
is as naked as me for a change,' she pondered absently while studying
her nemesis' nude form. 'She may be a bitch queen from hell, but she's
also got one hell of a body,' Cordelia grudgingly admitted to herself.
'I have to give her credit for that.'

Meanwhile, Buffy was performing her own little study of Cordy's naked
body and thinking the exact same thing. The blonde's smile grew bigger
when she noticed the brunette's distracted look.

Cordelia squealed in surprise when the Slayer suddenly scooped her up
and carried her to the pool.

With the cheerleader in her arms, Buffy leaped into the pool,
shouting: "GERONIMO!!"

The brunette only just managed to call the Slayer something that
questioned the blonde's parents' marital status at the time that Buffy
was born, before both their heads were submerged.

*****

About the same time, a blonde and a brown-haired head popped up from
beneath the water's surface; the blonde was smiling while the
dark-haired girl coughed and spit out a mouthful of water.

Buffy paddled merrily around the coughing brunette while the
cheerleader regained her bearings. "Did you say something to me right
before we went under?" she inquired once Cordelia was breathing
normally again.

Cordelia responded to the blonde's question with an innocent look.
"Nope, nothing."

Buffy smirked at the cheerleader. "Hmmm, I must have imagined it
then." 

The brunette smirked back and began to swim a lap around the pool. The
Slayer followed closely behind her, and soon they were swimming
side-by-side...

When they completed their twentieth lap, Buffy slowed down and nodded
at the diving board that was installed at the far end of the pool. "Do
you use that often?"

Cordelia followed the Slayer's look and managed to shrug while keep on
swimming. "Not really, I usually just swim laps... besides, diving
results in out of shape hair."

Buffy giggled and started making her way to the end of the pool.

Pulling herself from the water, the Slayer climbed on the diving board
and walked to the end.

Cordelia stared in amazement as the blonde jumped up and down on the
diving board, going higher and higher, then propelled herself up.
After doing a triple somersault in the air, the Slayer dived straight
down into the cool water.

"Show off!" the cheerleader muttered, feeling both jealous and awed at
the same time. Looking around, she waited for Buffy to pop her
bottle-blonde head above the water...

Cordelia started scanning the pool a bit more anxiously when a minute
later the Slayer still hadn't surfaced.

The brunette let out a startled yelp when she suddenly felt a hand
between her legs that goosed her from behind. Wide-eyed she turned her
head and wasn't really surprised to find herself looking straight into
Buffy's smiling face.

"Why you little..." Cordelia pounced on the smirking Slayer and used
the only weapon available to her: tickling. With impressive skill she
tickled the blonde's sides, belly and armpits, turning the mighty
Buffy into a giggling schoolgirl.

When the Slayer finally got a small pause to catch her breath, she
quickly dived under and swam behind Cordelia, then retaliated in much
the same manner; the only difference was that besides tickling her she
also took the opportunity to feel up the cheerleader whenever she
could.

At first Cordelia put up some token resistance, tickling the Slayer
back and splashing water in the blonde's face. She also escaped
Buffy's arms a couple of times (with a little help from Buffy herself)
and swam around the pool while the other girl chased her... Gradually
she resisted the blonde's advances less and less... then when Buffy
caught her for the third time, she allowed the Slayer to have her way
with her (she was getting horny herself and figured the blonde had
earned it by now).

With her arms spread out she floated in the water while her
classmate's naked body pressed against her back and Buffy's small, yet
strong hands were busy at her front --one hand playing with her tits
while the Slayer's other hand diddled her slit...

Cordelia was really getting worked up now and was close to cumming
when the Slayer suddenly decided she wanted to continue somewhere
dryer.

"Let's get out of the pool," Buffy whispered as her hands reluctantly
moved away from the brunette's big breasts she'd been fondling.
Without waiting for a reply, she took the cheerleader's hand and swam
towards the pool stairs.

"There are towels in there," Cordelia mentioned as she climbed out off
the pool, pointing at a small closet that was cleverly build into the
terrace.

"Nice," the blonde observed, while retrieving two large white towels
from the cupboard. "and handy as well."

Walking back to the cheerleader, Buffy handed her a towel and shot the
brunette an impish smile. "I do you and you do me," she told her while
rubbing the soft cotton across Cordy's very appealing curves.

"Are we talking about drying each other off here, or getting each
other off?" Cordelia questioned with a smirk.

The Slayer's smile grew bigger and she gave the cheerleader a wink.
"One thing at a time, Cordy."

After they towelled each other dry, Buffy sat down on one of the comfy
lawn chairs and pulled the naked cheerleader down on her lap. She put
her arms around the beautiful brunette and pulled her in for a kiss.

The cheerleader seemed remarkably pliant and accepted the kiss without
any objection. When Buffy returned her hand between Cordelia's legs
and slid a finger inside her, she discovered why: the brunette was
soaking wet, and Buffy didn't think it was because of the pool water.
'Mmmm, it seems our playtime in the pool did more then just improve
Cordy's mood,' the blonde noted with appreciation. 'It also made her
horny as hell.'

With one hand busy between the cheerleader's legs, the Slayer moved
her other hand to the brunette's big breasts and fondled each of them
in turn. 'I really love playing with Cordy's big tits,' Buffy thought
for at least the twentieth time in a week. 'You'd think that just
about anything would get boring when doing it lots of times, but I
don't think that's true in this case,' she considered while she
kneaded the firm flesh and rolled the cheerleader's stiff, swollen
nipples between her fingers.

While lowering her head, Buffy raised the brunette's right breast
until her mouth could reach the rock-hard nipple. She swirled her
tongue around it a couple of times, and then took the red knob into
her mouth, lightly biting down on it. Hearing a moan of pleasure
coming from the cheerleader, she sucked the entire nipple into her
mouth and hungrily sucked and nibbled on the stiff nubbin.

Cordelia groaned in reaction to the combined stimulation of Buffy's
mouth on her breasts and the Slayer's finger in her slit. "Ohhhh,
Mmm-Mmmmm... OH!!! Ohhh yessss!!" Arching her back, she pushed her
breast further into the blonde's devouring mouth. 

"Godddd!!" Cordelia cried out as the Slayer abruptly added a second
finger in her pussy, while at the same time rubbing her clit.
"Mmmmm... Ohhhhhh... that feels soooo good," the brunette delightfully
purred. With a blissful smile on her lips, she closed her eyes and let
the blonde's thrusting fingers and skilful mouth bring her closer and
closer to a very much-needed orgasm. 'I suppose that being Buffy's
bitch has its perks... Not that I'm going to let Dominina over there,
get away with treating me like her bitch, of course,' she quickly told
herself. 'But for now, there's now harm in letting her have her wicked
way with me... It's not like I have much of a choice anyway.'

While her fingers fucked Cordelia's cunt at a steadily increasing
pace, Buffy started stroking her thumb across the cheerleader's clit,
making the brunette shake on her lap.

"Ohhhhh GOD!!!" '...and she's certainly wicked,' the cheerleader
silently added. Unable and unwilling to hold her orgasm back any
longer, she started humping the Slayer's fingers in earnest.

The Slayer let Cordy's nipple slip from her lips when the brunette
started riding her fingers. She replaced her mouth with her hand and
watched with relish as the normally haughty cheerleader bounced
uninhibitedly up and down her lap, the brunette's big tits bouncing in
sync as she enthusiastically fucked herself on Buffy's fingers.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhh! Oh! OH! OH! Ohhhhhh!!!!" Cordelia panted loudly as
she started to cum.

Buffy sensed the brunette's impending orgasm and pinched her clit and
nipple just as she came.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Cordy climaxed with a loud yell and shot her juices
all over the blonde's hand; and if it wasn't for Buffy's other hand
(and quick reaction) she probably would have fallen off of the
Slayer's lap. She moaned softly as the blonde's fingers continued to
slide in and out her slit (though thankfully, a lot slower and gentler
then a minute ago). With a smile of total gratification on her face,
she snuggled into the Slayer's lap and enjoyed the blonde's tender
ministrations.

*****

In a mansion about a mile away, loud cheering, whistling and
applauding could be heard.

"The Slayer really did that bitch good," was the general consensus
among the vampires as they talked about the incredible show they're
watching.

"ENOUGH!!" a booming voice suddenly interrupted their chatter.

The gossiping group of vamps became instantly silent and they gazed
nervously at their irate leader.

"This spell is suppose to be about information gathering," Angelus
angrily berated his clan. "This is NOT a fucking peepshow!"

The entire group did a quick step back as Angelus demonic features
replaced his human face. "Now get the fuck out of my sight!!"

The vampires shuffled their feet uneasily, looking at each other and
then back at the master vampire.

"NOW!!!" Angelus roared.

The group instantly recoiled and scampered up the stairs.

Five seconds later, Angelus and his two kin were the only ones left in
the basement.

"Alone at last," Spike chuckled. "You sure know how to clear a room,
Angelus... What happened to your great idea to involve the others in
the clan in your campaign against the Slayer?"

"My plan didn't entail that bunch of louts gawking at my
ex-girlfriend," the dark-haired vamp sneered.

"And your ex-girlfriend's girlfriend," the bleach-blonde vampire
grinned. "Let's not forget about her."

Druscilla stopped any reply of Angelus by letting out a tired moan.
"Ohhhhh... it's getting harder to keep a hold on the magic, my darlin'
boys... Can I let the vision of these naughty, naughty girls go now?"

"Uhm, can you hold on just a little bit longer, Dru?" Spike asked. "I
think we could use a bit more information."

"I believe you may be right for once, William," Angelus said with a
smile, deep in thought while staring in the cauldron. "We're already
learning all sorts of... interesting things about sweet innocent
Buffy."

"Yeah, like that bit when she spanked the cheerleader's arse. Who knew
the little bint could be such a dominina." Spike smirked at the older
vampire. "I guess we now know who wore the pants in your relationship
with the Slayer, eh peaches?"

Angelus drew his eyes away from the two naked girls in the cauldron's
reflection and glared at his impudent Childe. "Maybe it's time I give
you another lesson about showing your Sire the proper respect,
Spikey."

"Don't get your knickers in a twist, mate," Spike said with a grin.
"Take a peak at Dru's Technicolor Slayer Special instead, it looks
like the action is about to continue.

*****

Buffy smiled at the comfortably resting young woman on her lap.
Cordelia lay cuddled in her arms with her eyes closed and a satisfied
smile on her face. Looking like this, the cheerleader didn't seem very
bitchy.

The brunette opened her eyes and gazed back at the blonde. "So...
anymore depraved activities planned for today, or was this it?" she
sniped at the Slayer.

Buffy smirked. Of course, once Cordelia opens her mouth, any doubts
about her bitchiness instantly disappeared.

"There's still more to come, Cordy," Buffy informed the brunette.
"Like myself for instance," she added with a grin. Cradling the naked
girl in her arms, she slowly stood up and walked towards the nearby
sunning bed (she had her eye on that bed for almost an hour now, and
could hardy wait to try it out with the cheerleader).

With a glint in her eyes that showed the anticipation she was feeling,
Buffy laid the still somewhat dazed brunette down on the stretcher.

"And now what?" Cordelia curiously asked.

Buffy issued the brunette a wicked smile. "Just lie still for now, and
I'll take care of the rest."

The Slayer took a step back to get a good view of the stretched out
cheerleader... After considering Cordy's pose for a moment, she
stepped closer again and leaned down. Putting her hands on the
brunette's thighs, she spread the cheerleader's legs until each of the
girl's feet were dangling down the sides of the sunning bed.

Stepping back a pace, the blonde surveyed her work. The eye-catching
scene before her made her mouth water. What a picture Cordelia made,
lying there totally naked with her legs spread apart --the
cheerleader's glistening cunt clearly visible between her widespread
legs.

Still, there was room for improvement. Retrieving another towel from
the hidden cabinet, she walked back to Cordelia, made her lift her ass
up and put the folded towel underneath.

She took a step back again and judged the effect of the towel beneath
the brunette's butt. Absolute perfection! The towel lifted Cordelia
slightly up, making her pelvis jut out and making it appear like the
cheerleader was being presented for sex... which, of course, she was. 

Buffy crawled on the stretcher and kneeled between the brunette's
widely-spread legs. Dipping her head down, she buried her face in the
cheerleader's snatch and licked up the leftover juices of Cordy's
previous orgasm.

"OH!!!" Cordelia exclaimed in surprise and pleasure as the blonde
started eating her out. "I... Ohhh! I thought it was-- Mmmm... your
turn to cum now?"

The Slayer lifted her head from the scrumptious pussy she was
enjoying; she stared at the cheerleader through intense green eyes and
slowly, sensually licked her lips --resembling very much a feline
predator.

Cordelia swallowed nervously when confronted with the hungry look the
Slayer was sending her.

Seeing this brought a roguish smile to the blonde's lips.

Raising herself up on all fours, Buffy slowly crawled across the
cheerleader's nude body 'till she came face to face with the anxious
brunette. She lowered her face until their noses touched. The May
Queen closed her eyes and let out a tiny whimper, which made a surge
of lust shoot through the Slayer's body.

"I'm getting to that now, Cordy," she whispered in the brunette's ear.
Buffy lowered herself until she was on top of the cheerleader
-missionary-style- and rubbed her clit against Cordy's cunt.

The Slayer closed her eyes as she enjoyed the wonderful friction
against her clitoris, each movement sending sparks of lust to her
brain.

The sudden chafing against her crotch caused the cheerleader to open
her eyes and stare with amazement at the unbelievable sight of Buffy
Summers humping her pussy. "Just when you think you've seen it all,"
she muttered to herself.

Buffy opened her eyes and glared down at the brunette. "No commentary
please; it's kinda distracting."

The cheerleader seemed just about to say something, but instead closed
her mouth and silently watched as the blonde rubbed up against her.
'She's the one riding me like a horny dog, and I'm suppose to be the
bitch in this relationship?!' she thought indignantly. Cordelia,
however, was wise enough to keep this observation to herself.

Closing her eyes again, the Slayer let out a contented little sigh as
the constant stimulus against her clit brought her swiftly to a
much-needed orgasm... A smile appeared on the blonde's lips as she
imagined that she's fucking Cordelia right now --giving the stuck-up,
funny, tactless, beautiful brunette a good, hard fucking with a
strap-on dildo... 'Which is exactly what my beautiful but snobbish
little bitch needs.'

While picturing herself ploughing the cheerleader's virgin cunt with
the biggest fake cock she could get her hands on, Buffy felt her
orgasm approaching. A deep-red flush crept on the Slayer's cheeks, and
she started humping the brunette's bush more urgently.

"Oh! Oh! Oh God!! Ohhhh!! Oh yes!! YES! YES!! OHHHHHHH!!!!"

After shouting out her climax, Buffy gradually moved slower --drawing
out her orgasm as long as she could.

Feeling a lot more fulfilled then she did fifteen minutes ago, the
blonde sat up and stretched her arms, a lazy smile on her face as she
gazed into the cheerleader's eyes. "Mmmmm... that's one."

The Slayer slid a hand between her legs and pushed two of her digits
inside her still dripping slit, moving them around while Cordelia
watched her with wide-open eyes. Giving the cheerleader a little wink,
she pulled the girl-cum covered fingers back out and brought them to
her mouth; her face a picture of enjoyment as she carefully licked and
sucked every drop of her own secretions from her fingers... She
smacked her lips after she finished with her little "snack" and put
her fingers back in her pussy... pulling them out again she this time
offered her cum-drenched digits to the cheerleader's mouth.

After a slight hesitation, Cordelia took the Slayer's fingers into her
mouth and licked them clean. She watched somewhat amazed as the blonde
fingered her slot again and lapped up the juices.

Having cleaned her fingers, Buffy stuck them in her cunt once more,
but this time returned the sticky digits to Cordy's mouth instead of
her own. She really got off on the depravity of the situation:
switching between drinking her own pussy-juice (which she never done
before) and feeding her juices to the cheerleader.

What an incredible turn on to watch Cordelia lick her fingers clean!

She repeated the process several times until the two of them had drank
most of her juices and she was getting in the mood for another kink.

Buffy crawled up the cheerleader's naked body again and squatted above
the cheerleader's breasts. She slowly lowered herself... Twisting a
little to the side, she managed to bring her pussy down straight on
the May Queen's left nipple.

A shudder of delight went through the Slayer as the thick nipple
slipped inside her slit. With careful movements, she moved her cunt up
and down the erect nubbin and started riding the cheerleader's left
tit.

Feeling both shocked and aroused by the wickedness of this scene,
Cordelia simply watched in wonder as the blonde used one of her
breasts to get herself off. "This just gets better and better, doesn't
it?" she couldn't help but comment.

"Not for you, it will," answered the slightly irate Slayer. "Because
one more wisecrack and you'll be across my lap again, getting another
spanking."

"Okay, okay, I'll keep my mouth shut," Cordelia hastily exclaimed, not
in the mood for a second spanking on her still somewhat sore behind.

"That's good," Buffy moaned while fucking herself faster on the
cheerleader's hard nipple. "Because your mouth will be plenty of busy,
soon enough."

Cordelia swallowed nervously while pondering the Slayer's words.

The expression on her face was one of total rapture as the Slayer
grinded her little butt on the brunette's breast, moaning with delight
each time the stiff nubbin penetrated her deeper. She slid a hand down
her belly and put in on her clit, rubbing her little love-button as
she rode the cheerleader's tit.

Within five minutes of frigging her clit and riding Cordy's left tit,
Buffy felt another orgasm rapidly approaching. She moved her free hand
to her breasts and pinched her rock-hard nipples. With one hand
stroking her clit and the other playing with her tits, she used her
strong legs to push herself up and down on the brunette's big nipple.

"Mmmmm.... Yesssssss!!" she hissed excitedly and started humping the
cheerleader faster, franticly rubbing her clit and pinching her
nipples at the same time.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! YES!! YESSSSSSSSS!!!!" With one final loud yell, Buffy
slumped down on the naked brunette, panting heavily as she recovered
from her orgasm.

"That's two," the Slayer groaned, and wasted little time in parking
her butt on the cheerleader's pretty face.

"Now eat me." She firmly ordered.

Cordelia silently stared at the Slayer's glistening snatch for a
moment, and then got to work. She stuck out her tongue and began
lapping up the blonde's sweet secretions.

Swiping her tongue across every inch of Buffy's bald little cunt, and
even across her thighs, Cordelia did a thorough job of cleaning up
every drop of the girl's delectable juices she could find.

Drinking down the last few drops of pussy-juice, the cheerleader
smacked her lips. Buffy's pussy tastes pretty good, she had to give
the blonde bitca credit for that as well. Sticking out her tongue she
flicked it a few times against the Slayer's stiff clit, making the
blonde groan in response. Then she circled around the taut button and
plunged deep inside Buffy's wet, hot hole.

"Ohhhhh!! Soooo good!" Buffy happily crooned.

Cordelia let the tip of her tongue vibrate and probed every inch of
the Slayer's tight channel, absently noticing that the blonde seemed
to like this (judging by the way she was humping her face).

With the use of her expert tongue, it took the brunette less then five
minutes to transform the Mighty Slayer into a panting, moaning and
shaking girl...

"Oh Fuckkk! YES!!! Eat my cunt!" Buffy cried out in ecstasy and
pressed the cheerleader's face against her crotch.

Having suddenly a little trouble breathing (due to her face being
firmly wedged in Buffy's snatch), Cordelia decided that bringing the
blonde off was now one of her top priorities. She started thrusting
her tongue in and out the Slayer's slit as quickly as she could while
rubbing the blonde's clit with her nose.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhhh! Godddd!! I'm coming again!! I'M GOING TO CUM FOR THE
THIRD FUCKING TIME!!!!" Buffy loudly announced. 

'Great! Thanks for sharing that with me,' Cordy absently thought,
while shuddering from the incredible sound volume of the blonde's
passionate exclamation. 'For such a small girl, she sure makes one
hell of a racket! It's a good thing there's plenty of distance between
us and my neighbours' property...'

Thinking back to earlier, it suddenly occurred to the cheerleader what
she needed to bring Buffy over the edge. She grabbed the Slayer's firm
buttocks in each hand, pried them apart, and with one quick push:
inserted her right middle finger all the way inside the blonde's tight
asshole.

"I'M CUMMINGGGGG!!!!!" the Slayer shrieked instantly.

Cordelia was well aware of that; because the moment Buffy came her
pussy start spilling a flow of juices. 'My God! Where does it all come
from?' the cheerleader thought amazed. 'Well, at least now I don't
have to get myself another Coke,' she considered while drinking down
the stream of secretions.

"And that's three," Buffy sighed with a satisfied smile. Climbing down
from the cheerleader (which -in turn- brought a sigh of relief from
Cordelia), she laid beside the brunette and started stroking Cordy's
long beautiful hair while gazing down at her.

Cordelia raised an eyebrow at the Slayer's somewhat strange behaviour,
which brought a grin to the blonde's face.

"You were wonderful, Cordy," Buffy smiled. "Now aren't you happy that
I helped you discover your hidden talent at eatin' pussy?" she teased
the brunette.

Cordelia responded with a grimace. "You mean like I seemed to have
helped you bring out your inner bitch?" she retorted wryly.

The Slayer smirked and playfully tapped the brunette's nose. "Tsk!
Remember, Cordy: You are the bitch here."

The cheerleader narrowed her eyes, which only seemed to increase
Buffy's mirth. "Do I need to give you another reminder who's in charge
here, sweetie?" she inquired innocently.

Cordelia sighed in defeat and shook her head.

"Good," Buffy smiled while stroking her hand across the brunette's
naked form. "Because it would be a shame if I had to smack your little
butt so soon again."

'Yeah, I'm sure you'd feel really sad about that,' Cordelia thought to
herself.

"Sooo, are you ready for the next round?" Buffy asked with a grin.

The cheerleader's eyes widened in alarm.

"Don't worry, Cordy," the Slayer reassured her. "It's just that since
you did me so well, you deserve a little reward."

Cordelia looked on curiously as the blonde grabbed a bottle of suntan
lotion from the nearby table and poured a generous amount of lotion in
her hand.

"Just lie back and relax," Buffy said soothingly and started rubbing
the cream all over the cheerleader's tanned skin --making sure to pay
extra attention to Cordy's big breasts and her slit, which she coated
with a triple layer of the vanilla-scented lotion.

Cordelia moaned from all the stimulation the Slayer was giving her
tits and pussy, and spread her legs a little further apart --inviting
Buffy's hand between them.

The silent invitation didn't go unnoticed by the Slayer. A second
later, her hand was on top of the cheerleader's cunt and without delay
she slipped two fingers inside.

The brunette grunted at the abrupt invasion but spread her legs even
wider to accommodate the Slayer's hand.

Buffy grinned at the cheerleader's obvious enjoyment. Her grin grew
bigger when she noticed Cordelia looking at her from under her
eyelashes.

She gave the brunette a little wink. "Play with your tits for me,
Cordy," she ordered her.

Cordelia obediently brought her hands to her chest and began fondling
her breasts while the Slayer diddled her slit.

This erotic sight made Buffy bring her free hand to her own pussy. She
played with Cordy's cunt and her own for a while, before issuing
another command. "Turn around, sweetie."

The cheerleader looked at her a bit puzzled, but after only a moments
hesitation turned around onto her belly.

"Good girl," Buffy teasingly praised the brunette and gave her a
playful smack on the bottom.

Instead of protesting, the cheerleader just moaned in response.

Grabbing the bottle of suntan lotion again, she squirted another dose
of the cream on her hand and started applying it to Cordelia's back,
legs and buttocks.

She rubbed the oily substance in 'till every inch of the brunette's
beautiful body was glistening with the lotion.

Once that task was completed, the Slayer lifted Cordy up and
positioned the naked, tan girl on her hands and knees on top of the
stretcher. With a smile she surveyed the cheerleader's unintentionally
lustful pose: totally naked, on all fours, her trim body glistening
from the suntan oil... 'Mmmm! Could there possibly be anything more
appealing then this?'

Buffy kneeled down behind the brunette. While staring between the
other girl's legs at her dangling breasts, she started fingering both
their pussies again.

The cheerleader's big breasts had quickly become her two most
favourite toys, and it wasn't long before Buffy couldn't control
herself any longer and just had to feel those two perfect tits in her
hands again.

Lying on the brunette's back, she reached around and took both the
dangling globes in her hands, softly squeezing the firm flesh between
her fingers.

Cordelia felt the stiff pebbles of Buffy's nipples press against her
back while the Slayer fondled her tits, and let out a low moan.

"You like that, do ya?" the blonde grinned, then started toying with
the cheerleader's rock-hard nipples, rolling the taut buttons between
her thumb and forefinger and giving them a little pinch.

Feeling incredibly horny now, Cordelia moaned with appreciation while
the gentle torture of her tits went on.

While fondling Cordy's boobs, Buffy rubbed her pussy against the
brunette's slick buttocks and humped the girl's ass until she'd worked
up a sexual frenzy in both herself and the cheerleader.

Panting heavily, Buffy let herself slide down Cordy's back until she
was kneeling behind her again. She immediately reinserted her fingers
into the cheerleader's snatch and continued finger fucking the
beautiful brunette.

Her lotion-lubricated fingers slid in and out Cordelia cunt like a
pair of well-oiled pistons, which --in combination with staring
straight at the brunette's round little butt-- reminded her of
something else she had planned for the cheerleader.

Placing her free hand on Cordy's firm buttocks, she started stroking
the cheerleader's ass. Making sure to keep the brunette distracted by
diddling her slit. After continuing this for a minute she slowly let a
finger slide inside Cordy's crack, moving it closer and closer to the
cheerleader's tight little asshole... then, with one quick push, she
shoved the oily digit all the way inside the brunette's back entrance.

Cordelia drew in her breath at this unexpected invasion.

Buffy got herself ready to grab the brunette in case she planned to
bolt, but the cheerleader just shuddered and moaned a little, and kept
her position.

The Slayer smiled with satisfaction and started moving her finger back
and forth, going gradually faster.

When it seemed like the cheerleader had adapted to the finger inside
her butt, Buffy pulled it out and then pushed two fingers back
instead.

Cordelia grunted in surprise and tried to dislodge the blonde's
digits. But Buffy had anticipated that move and swiftly moved her hand
from Cordy's pussy and wrapped it around the cheerleader's thighs,
keeping her in place.

The brunette groaned as the Slayer pushed her fingers deeper inside
her but didn't try to move away again.

Buffy smiled and released Cordy's legs. Her smile grew bigger when she
moved her hand back to the cheerleader's pussy and discovered just how
wet and aroused her classmate already is because of her.

"Mmmmm, you're so wet, Cordy..." Buffy purred while slowly sliding her
index and middle fingers in and out the brunette's bunghole. "And so
incredibly tight."

"I won't be tight for long if you keep this up," Cordelia managed to
get out between groans. 'Damn! I swear that bitch is getting more
depraved by the second,' the cheerleader told herself.

The Slayer snickered in response.

With quick, hard thrusts she moved her fingers in and out the
cheerleader's rosette while using her other hand to play with
Cordelia's clit. 'Cordy's getting close now,' Buffy observed as she
listened to the brunette's rapid breathing and felt her increased
wetness. 'Time to try for three,' she decided with a wicked smile.

Cordelia mewled in protest when a third finger was abruptly added in
her ass. She tried to move away but Buffy held her firmly in her grasp
again and pushed the three fingers deeper inside.

"Loosen up those ass-muscles, Cordelia... I know you can take it!" she
encouraged the cheerleader, and pushed her fingers in half an inch
deeper.

Cordelia shuddered as her tiny asshole was stretched further open by
the Slayer's probing digits and tried to relax.

"That's it, Cordy! Relax that ass!!" the Slayer cheered, moving her
hand away from the cheerleader's pussy to her give her an encouraging
pat on the butt.

"Almost there, baby. Just a little bit further..." With that, Buffy
plunged her fingers all the way inside.

"Fuck!!" The cheerleader whipped up her head and grunted in discomfort
as the Slayer's digits mercilessly invaded her ass. Beads of sweat
rolled off of her forehead, but as Buffy placed a hand on her pussy
again and started stroking her clit, the pain of those three fingers
up her butt slowly transformed into pleasure.

Her body shook with a combination of lust and discomfort when Buffy's
fingers began fucking her again.

"It's a shame you can't see my fingers filling up your ass, Cordy,"
the Slayer exclaimed with a note of satisfaction. "It's really an
amazing sight to behold."

At another mansion, the three vampires who were watching the
proceedings with a combination of awe and arousal totally agreed with
the Slayer's words.

"Ohhh FUCK!!" Cordelia grunted again, as the blonde's triple digits
inside her asshole started really fucking her hard and fast...  'I
can't believe that fucking bitch is actually finger-fucking my ass
with three fuckin' fingers!' A moan of pleasure unwillingly escaped
her lips.

"Yeah! You like that, don't ya?" Buffy growled as she plunged her
fingers in and out the cheerleader's butt. She sat back a bit and
watched with delight as Cordelia pushed her butt backwards and fucked
her fingers.

"That's it!! Take my fingers up your ass, you little slut!" Buffy
panted excitedly. "God!! I love seeing ya like this, Cordy! On all
fours, like a bitch in heat, getting fucked in your tiny asshole... I
only wish I could record this moment."

"So do I," a certain bleached-blonde vampire muttered to himself.

Buffy's words only made the May Queen push her ass back harder and
faster against the blonde's thrusting fingers, grunting and groaning
loudly, totally overcome with lust as an incredible orgasm was almost
upon her.

"Your ass is MINE, bitch!" she heard the Slayer say just before she
screamed out her orgasm.

*****

The image in the cauldron abruptly blinked out as Druscilla suddenly
lost consciousness and collapsed on the floor.

Still dazed by the amazing show they just witnessed, the two master
vampires were unable to move and stared in shock at their fallen kin.

Spike let out an -unnecessary- breath of relief as his princess lifted
her head and groggily looked around. "Couldn't hold the magic any
longer," she mumbled. Moaning and muttering to herself the exhausted
vamp closed her eyes again. 

He wheeled towards his fallen goddess to help her up when his path was
suddenly blocked by his Sire, who -he noticed- is looking even more
full of himself then usual (if such a thing is vampirely possible).

"Don't you bother, Spikey," Angelus smirked while lifting Druscilla up
in his arms. "I'll take care of Dru; you can make yourself useful
somewhere else... I think the boys need someone to help them sort the
dirty laundry into whites and coloured."

Ignoring the look of pure hatred Spike was sending him, Angelus turned
his back to the disabled vampire and carried his Childe up the stairs.
"Have fun alone in the basement working on the laundry, my boy!" he
called back over his shoulder. "I'll be upstairs in my room,
entertaining myself with your dark goddess; watching Buffy and the
cheerleader together has given me some ideas."

"Mmmm, that sounds naughty, daddy!" Druscilla delightfully replied,
clapping her hands together like an excited child.

Spike could hear his Sire chuckle while he carried his burden to his
room, undoubtedly laughing at him. The blonde vampire's demonic face
sprang to the surface and he slowly rose to his feet.

'No, not yet,' he told himself and dropped back into the wheelchair.
Holding back the overwhelming urge to jump up the stairs and throttle
the smug git. 'I'm strong enough to take him on yet... I can walk
again, and I've got a lot of my old strength back; but it will take
just a little longer before I'm fully recovered and ready to kick His
Royal Bastard's butt... Then I will have my Dru back!'

Putting his asshole of a Sire out of his mind, Spike steered his
wheelchair back to the cauldron and glanced inside it. A wicked smile
appeared on his face as he thought about the display he had witnessed
here. 'That was some show the Slayer and her girlfriend put on... If
not for the presence of the ponce and the others, I'd have given them
a standing ovation!'

The bleached-blonde vampire stroked his hand across the thick bulge in
his trousers while replaying the images in his mind. 'The spanking,
the fondling and the fucking... It's given me a whole new level of
respect for the Slayer.'

He wondered what the blonde was doing now, and if she's still busy
with the cheerleader.

*****

"I take it there's nobody else in the house?" Buffy questioned while
playing with the brunette's big nipples.

Cordelia shook her head.

"No parents, no maid?"

"No... neither my parents or the maid will be back for at least
another week."

"Excellent timing," Buffy smiled. She gave Cordelia another quick
kiss, and lifted the cheerleader up in her arms again. "I've got some
great ideas how we can spend the week together," she told the brunette
while carrying her to the manor. "For instance: we still have to think
of a way in which you can make it up to me for having that new alarm
system installed AND for that sign with my picture you put on the
gate."

"How about we just forget about that?" Cordelia suggested.

The Slayer smirked and ignored the cheerleader's sour reply. "I think
we're gonna have lots of fun together while coming up with some
"favours" you can do for me to make up for that little stunt you
pulled." Unknown to the May Queen, a wicked smile formed on Buffy's
lips. "For example: I've always wanted a lapdance, which seems like a
pretty good place to start... What d'ya think, Cordy?" the blonde
cheerfully asked.

The cheerleader just whimpered in response.


Chapter 7


Standing by her open locker, Cordelia unfolded the little note she
just found inside. She already had a pretty good idea from who the
note came, and as she started to read it: her hunch proved correct.


Hi Cordy,

I just read on the announcement board that Mrs. Walker is absent for
today, which means that we both have fourth period free...Sounds like
the perfect opportunity for us to get a little "closer". :) So when
4th period starts I want you to meet me in the boiler-room.

Don't be late and DON'T wear ANY underwear.

If I have to wait a second longer then five minutes and/or you're
wearing any undergarments, I'll spank that cute little butt of yours
again.

Love,

B.


Cordelia felt her heartbeat increasing and her nipples stiffen as she
finished reading the note. 'Yeah, that sounds like Buffy alright.'

Noticing the early signs of arousal she felt just from reading this
note, she couldn't deny that the blonde was having a definite effect
on her. Okay, so it wasn't like she had really hated, or even disliked
Buffy's sexual advances when they started... but now she was actually
starting to look forward to the nasty things Buffy did to her, and had
her do -in return- as "repayment".

'Like the depraved things she made me do this week after school.'

A tremor of lust went through her body while thinking back to the
"after-school curriculum" Buffy had come up with for this week.

Monday, she'd been too tired to give Buffy the lapdance that she
wanted so much, and the blonde had eventually settled for a quick
finger-fuck before going home. But the very next day, right after
school, the Slayer had shown up at her house again, and this time
there was no getting out of it: she had to deliver... or better said:
had to put on a performance. It was time for the striptease/lapdance
her classmate had requested.

Buffy had it all planned out perfectly; she had searched through
Cordelia's closet until she found the perfect outfit for the May Queen
to wear: an expensive Armani suit: skirt, blouse and blazer (an outfit
Cordelia had nicknamed her "businesswoman of the nineties" look), and
underneath that a garter belt and a pair of nylons combined with a
black lace bra and panties. She'd also picked out the music, and the
place she wanted Cordy to perform the lapdance: her parents' living
room.

Encouraged by Buffy's threat that she would take a belt to the
brunette's behind if the cheerleader didn't put on a sexy enough show,
Cordelia had done her utmost best to arouse and excite the Slayer any
way possible.

So to the music of the CD Buffy brought with her, the May Queen had
done a slow, sensual striptease in combination with a lap dance (which
had been nothing less then whorish).


Once the music started in the living room, I took a deep breath and
stepped inside the room, carrying a small briefcase (a prop that Buffy
had come up with at the last minute).

The blonde was seated in the middle of the living room, on a
straight-back chair, and smiled at me as I entered the room. With a
sexy strut, I walked up to the Slayer and blew her a kiss.

Standing in front of her, I dropped the briefcase and kicked it away.
Then started moving to the music...

For several minutes, I did my most sexy dance-moves for the blonde...
Then it gradually became time to take something off... After loosening
the buttons, I shrugged off my blazer and twirled it around in the air
before depositing it on a nearby chair.

After performing a long, gyrating dance for the blonde, I knew I had
to lose another item of clothing... I opted for my blouse: with slow,
sensual moves, I unbuttoned and stripped it off. Revealing my black
lace bra that both encased and showed off my tits.

I smiled as Buffy's eyes immediately focussed on my bulging breasts. I
thrust my chest out as far as I could and shook my upper body, letting
the twins bounce around a little --making the blonde hungrily lick her
lips.

To the beat of the music, I danced around the Slayer... closer and
closer, until I stood right in front of her. With one swift movement,
I took off my skirt and threw it on the same chair that already held
my blazer and blouse.

There was a moment of silence as the song ended, and I took that time
to strike a pose for Buffy. Dressed in only shoes, a garter belt, a
pair of nylons and lace underwear, I placed my hands behind my head
and stuck out my chest... Using my "bedroom eyes" I fixed the blonde
with a smouldering, sexy look, followed by a little pout.

The Slayer stared back at me through eyes filled with lust. Her hands,
which were grasping the armrests, tightened --making the expensive
hardwood chair creak in protest.

Her reaction to my little display caused a grin to appear on my lips.
Giving Buffy a little wink, I continued to dance...

After teasing her for a few minutes longer, I danced closer... and
then started sliding my body against hers. As I rubbed up against her,
Buffy got really into her little game and began stuffing dollar bills
in my garter and panties.

I felt my face turning red from this bit of added humiliation that the
blonde had come up with, but I continued stroking my body against hers
as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on... I even started
rubbing my panty-clad butt against her crotch, which caused Buffy to
start pushing 5-dollar bills down my panties (making sure to fondle my
pussy at the same time).

Getting ready for my next move, I took a deep breath and then, leaning
back, I threw my legs up in the air --until my feet practically
reached my shoulder-- then twirled around until I was facing Buffy and
lowered my legs again.

The Slayer seemed duly impressed by my manoeuvre and issued me a
bright smile. Looking down at my ample cleavage that smile quickly
turned into a smirk. Pulling out a twenty from her purse, she stuffed
it between my pressed-together tits.

"Now take off your bra, and show me those big jugs of yours," she
grinned.

I felt my blush increasing, but reached back and unclasped my bra.
Slowly, I lowered the cups until both my boobs were fully revealed to
the blonde's lustful gaze.

A second later, Buffy buried her head in my cleavage and rubbed her
face against my tits (something the blonde is particularly fond of
doing).

My tits weren't my only body-parts getting attention from the Slayer:
since the normal rule of lap dancing (the lap dancer may touch the
client, but not the other way around) obviously didn't apply here, her
hands were pretty much all over my body.

Finally lifting her head, Buffy shot me a bright smile and pushed
another twenty inside my cleavage.

The blonde's desire for my breasts was pretty obvious, so to turn her
on I made sure to fully explore that advantage... I let the twins
bounce lustfully around and used both hands to play with them under
the Slayer's watchful eyes. Then lifted each red-tipped globe to my
mouth and gently sucked on both rock-hard nipples in turn. Noticing
Buffy's hypnotized look, I let the nipple slip from my mouth and shot
the blonde a sexy smile.

Scooting a little closer, I placed a hand under each breast; cupping
the firm flesh in my palms, I offered my tits to the Slayer's
salivating mouth. She instantly opened her mouth and sucked one of the
hard, red nipples inside. Buffy lovingly nursed on it for a while, and
then switched to the other nipple to give it the same treatment. The
blonde switched back and forth between each nipple until both nubbins
were hard as pebbles.

Time to continue the show, I decided. Letting myself slide backwards,
my nipple slipped from the Slayer's mouth and I got off from her lap.

I started dancing again...

Facing the blonde, I cupped both my breasts and fondled them while
moving to the music. Then, I slowly slid my hands up... over my tits,
to my face... I played with my hair for a while, before moving my
hands higher; clasping them together, I raised both hands until they
were high above my head.

I held this position for about a minute; softly swaying to the
music... then gradually went into a sort of belly-dancer routine... 

Buffy absolutely loved it! While feeling me up, she kept shoving money
down my panties or hooking it in my garters.

When the next song started, Buffy pulled a fifty from her purse,
showed it to me, and then folded it double before shoving it down the
front of my panties. "Now show me some snatch," she ordered me with a
smile.

I took a deep breath, then hooked both thumbs in the waistline of my
panties and slowly pushed them down my legs --exposing my pussy to the
blonde's eyes.

Buffy wasted little time with feeling up my exposed cunt... She
immediately slid a hand between my legs and gently stroked the little
patch of hair. After that, she played with my clit that was peeking
out between my labia-lips.

Once she had me panting loudly, and shaking on my feet, she skipped
her fingers down and shoved three digits inside my dripping cunt.

Buffy proceeded to finger-fuck my pussy until I was on the brink of an
orgasm... then suddenly halted.

Red-faced and breathing heavily, I shot her a pleading look.

Buffy smiled and gave me a little wink. "Fuck yourself on my fingers,
Cordy," she ordered me.

As I obeyed and started riding her fingers, the tiny blonde moved her
free hand to my breasts and begins fondling and squeezing the firm
flesh.

The feeling of her fingers plunging deep inside my cunt combined with
the attention my tits were getting, quickly brought me to a shuddering
climax...

A little later, after recuperating a bit, I finished up my
performance: I started dancing again... and after a minute moved to
undo the garter belt. But before my hand even touched it, Buffy
quickly ordered me to keep the garter, nylons and shoes on; she told
me that she liked watching me dance around with all my charms on
display, but still wearing a bit of lingerie.

Obeying the blonde's orders, I kept the garter belt, nylons and shoes
on, and danced for her a little more... 

As the last song on the CD ended, I slowly lay back on the coffee
table. Holding my legs together, I raised them until both feet were
pointing straight up... then, gradually, I spread my legs wide apart
into a perfect split (cheerleader practice REALLY came in handy
here!).

Buffy's eyes practically popped out of their sockets as she stared at
my wide-open slit. Less then a second later, the blonde leaped out of
her chair, tore off her clothes, and jumped me.

After ravaging me completely, our "session" finally ended with both of
us naked, on top of mom's expensive, designer coffee table --doing a
sixty-nine.


Then the following day -on Wednesday- Buffy once again showed up at
her house. This time the blonde made her put on a fashion show. The
Slayer wanted her to model a selection of her most sexy outfits and
lingerie. At first, this seemed to be a lot less humiliating then the
lapdance/striptease of the day before. But, of course, Buffy wouldn't
be Buffy if she didn't come up with something to increase the level of
humiliation...  

It seemed that the blonde found out where Mr. Chase kept his video
camera and, unlike Cordy's father who never used it, decided to put it
to good use by filming his daughter doing a series of lewd poses in
various sexy outfits.

At first Cordelia balked at being filmed in such a compromising way
but Buffy could be very convincing when she wanted to... So it wasn't
long before she was doing her little fashion show while the blonde
filmed her. Even though she knew that by letting the Slayer tape her
like this, she'd be handing Buffy yet another way to pressure her into
doing the blonde's bidding.

'And yesterday, Buffy came up with yet another humiliating act for me
to perform: ordering me to masturbate myself while she watched...'

Buffy had wanted to film that as well, but she'd made clear in no
uncertain terms that wasn't going to happen. After almost an hour of
trying to coax her, the Slayer finally relented and settled for just
watching while she draped her legs over the armrests of the lawn chair
and started diddling herself. Though as compensation for not filming
her, she had to follow the blonde's instructions while playing with
herself... which basically meant that at a certain point she had to
fuck both her cunt and asshole with three fingers in each hole while
Buffy gleefully watched.

'Oh yeah... Buffy really likes making me put on a show for her.'
Cordelia knew she should be enraged by the humiliating acts the Slayer
had made her perform, but instead she got wet just by contemplating
the kind of lewd sex-acts the blonde would come up with next.

Hell, she even started to take pleasure in Buffy treating her as her
bitch and (God help her!) enjoys getting bare-bottomed spankings from
the dominating blonde.

"Cordy!"

Hearing her name being called out shook Cordelia from her thoughts
about the Slayer. She looked up and saw it was Harmony who had called
out to her, the blonde cheerleader waved and headed in her direction
with the rest of their group following close behind.

Closing her locker, Cordelia quickly stuffed the note in her purse and
met up with her friends.

*****

"So he wanted me to give him a blowjob because, and I quote: This was
already our third date and he bought me dinner."

"To which I replied: First of all, it would have to be at least our
tenth date before a Neanderthal like you can expect any action
whatsoever. Secondly, buying me a hotdog constitutes neither a date
nor dinner. Thirdly, as far as I'm concerned you can go blow this
fuckin' hotdog you freakin' loser! And then I threw the hotdog in his
face," Aura recalled with relish.

The group of cheerleaders snickered and Cordelia gave Aura a pat on
the back. "You go, girl!" she smiled.

The May Queen was suddenly distracted when she saw some familiar faces
coming around the corner.

Her heart rate increased when she discerned one very familiar face...
that of Buffy Summers. The blonde Slayer came walking down the hall
together with her usual group of friends consisting of Xander, Willow
and Oz, and was heading into her direction.

As the Slayer's group got closer, Cordelia noticed that the blonde had
a mischievous gleam in her eyes, which she found to be somewhat
unsettling.

Buffy and her gang were just about to pass them by when the blonde
suddenly stepped sideways, straight into Cordelia's path... and gave
her a quick kiss right on the lips while bumping into her.

"Don't forget about our little "appointment" in the boiler room,
Cordy," Buffy quickly whispered in the shocked cheerleader's ear
before continuing on her way; shrugging off the astonished looks her
friends were sending her, and the various insults the flock of
cheerleaders hurled after her.

"Watch out where you're going, freak-a-zoid!" Aura called out to the
blonde.

"Learn to walk, spaz!" Amber shouted.

"Yeah!" Harmony added her two cents. 

"What was that all about, Cordy?" Aura questioned. "It sorta looked
like she bumped into you on purpose and then kissed you!"

"She probably contracted some kind of disease, and is now trying to
pass it on to me," Cordelia explained a bit distracted while trying to
gather her frazzled nerves. "I'm not sure; I haven't finished reading
"The workings of a psychopath's mind" yet."

'So this is how my life is going to be from now on: Most popular girl
in school, yet sex-slave to a girl who is considered to be a
social-outcast in the very same school,' the brunette considered wryly
while walking with her friends to their next class. 'What a load of
fun this is going to be; I can hardy wait to see how this cute little
arrangement with Buffy is going to work itself out...'

*****

Fourth period just started and Cordelia was hurriedly making her way
to the boiler room. She probably shouldn't have wasted precious time
talking to Harmony while Buffy was waiting for her.

Reaching her destination, she looked around for a moment... then
grabbed the doorknob, and was about to enter when she suddenly
remembered another part of Buffy's instructions. The blonde wanted her
to go commando, as in no underwear.

Cursing to herself, the cheerleader turned around and headed for the
ladies room.

Getting into one of the stalls, Cordelia raised her top and unhooked
her bra. After removing it she put it in her purse. Then, she reached
down and pulled up her skirt. Hooking her fingers in the waistband of
her panties, she quickly pushed them down and off. The skimpy piece of
underwear was then quickly reunited with her bra inside her purse.

After straightening her clothes, she left the stall and checked
herself in the mirror. Cordelia lightly blushed when she noticed that
her large nipples stood out clearly underneath the sheer, almost
transparent fabric of her top. 'Damn, I really wish I'd worn a
different top for today,' the brunette considered as she stared at her
reflection in the mirror. 'I can even make out my areolas through the
fabric.' She looked down at her short skirt that, now she wasn't
wearing any panties, suddenly seemed a bit on the short side. 'A
different skirt would have been nice too.'

The cheerleader suddenly recalled that she had to hurry to make it to
her "appointment" on time. Being late would definitely earn her
another bare-bottomed spanking from Buffy. With that thought in mind,
she quickly rushed out of the ladies room and headed back to the
boiler room.

As she practically ran back, Cordelia noticed that without the support
of a bra her large boobs were obscenely swaying back and forth beneath
the fabric of her top.

She wasn't the only one to notice this. 

As the brunette passed a couple of football players in the hallway,
their eyes instantly focussed on her bouncing breasts.

'If this was a cartoon then their tongues would be on the floor right
about now,' Cordelia thought amused while observing the young men's
lustful stares at her tits.

"Down, boys!" she told the jocks.

Breathing a little heavier, Cordelia reached the entrance to the
boiler room again. After making sure that no one was around to see her
go in, she opened the door and went inside.

"You took exactly one minute longer then allowed, Cordy," a voice
purred from the dark shadows of the cellar. "And I gave you plenty of
time to get here without being late."

As Cordelia's eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, she observed Buffy
stepping from the shadows, walking towards her.

"I needed time to remove my underwear, as you so kindly requested,"
the cheerleader protested while giving the small blonde a beseeching
look. "Besides I'm hardly late; a minute isn't that much."

"Oh, I think it's plenty late when you're getting a spank for every
second that you're over time," Buffy corrected her. "Which means 60
spanks on your little tush, Cordy," the Slayer added with a smile.

Cordelia made a face. "Sixty spanks for being one lousy minute late?!
I'd hate to find out what you would do to me if I hadn't shown up at
all."

"I wouldn't." Buffy grinned.

"Now there's a shocker," Cordelia sarcastically noted.

The Slayer laughed. 

"How about we find out if you don't deserve some additional
punishment, Cordy?" Buffy questioned with a smile. "It's already
pretty obvious that you're not wearing a bra." The blonde lustfully
eyed the brunette's big tits and prominent nipples, clearly visible
from beneath her white shirt. "Now lets see if you've been a good girl
and removed your panties as well."

"Raise your skirt, Cordy," Buffy ordered. "And show me some snatch."

Despite everything she had already experienced with Buffy, the
blonde's lewd request still made her cheeks flush red with
embarrassment. Blushing brightly, Cordelia reached down and grabbed
the hem of her skirt --slowly raising it until her pussy was fully
exposed to the Slayer's eyes.

Buffy's little pink tongue peeked out of her mouth and wetted her lips
as the brunette's bush came into view. "Very nice," she complimented
the cheerleader. "I'm happy to see that you're learning already."

Cordelia stuck her tongue out, bringing a smile to the Slayer's lips.
"I'll be sure to put that tongue to good use in a couple of minutes,
Cordy."

Buffy's smile grew bigger as the brunette instantly sucked her tongue
back in.

"Hmm, I think I would now like to have a good look at those nice,
tight buns of yours... Turn around, Cordy."

Cordelia lowered her skirt and slowly turned around, facing away from
the blonde.

"That's a good girl."

"Now place your feet apart... wider... that's perfect! Keep it like
that, Cordy." Cordelia could clearly hear both pleasure and excitement
in the Slayer's voice. "Now bend over as far as you can while raising
the back of your skirt."

Taking a deep breath, Cordelia obeyed the blonde's instruction...
Bending over, she reached back and raised her skirt until the fabric
was resting on her back. Her blush increased as it occurred to her
that the Slayer had now a great view of not only her bare butt, but
also of her swollen vulva, which was peeking out between her
widely-spread legs.

She gasped when she suddenly felt a hand on her butt that slowly slid
down and cupped her sex. A laugh sounded when Buffy discovered her
wetness.

"My, what an eager little beaver we have here," Buffy mockingly said
while sliding a finger inside the cheerleader's cunt. "You're
obviously impatient to get started, Cordy... Well, don't worry: So am
I!"

She flicked Cordelia's stiff clit and let out another delighted laugh
when the cheerleader squeaked loudly in surprise. Moving her hand back
up, she stroked the cheerleader's firm, silky buns.

"Mmmm, I can hardly wait to get to work on that beautiful butt of
yours," Buffy told the brunette, and gave the object of her admiration
a little pat. "That's one fine piece of ass you have there."

"God! Could you possibly be more rude?!" Cordelia exclaimed. Feeling
mildly disgusted with Buffy for treating her like a piece of meat, and
with herself for getting off on it.

SMACK!!!

"Ouch!"

"Sure I could," Buffy grinned and gave the brunette's buttocks another
spank.

SMACK!!!

"Now lets not have anymore outbursts like that, young lady," she
admonished the cheerleader. "Or I'm doubling your number of spanks."

SMACKK!!!!

"Ow!!"

"Am I making myself clear, Cordy?"

"Yes, Ma'am," the brunette submissively replied.

Buffy felt a flame of lust ignite in her groin when she heard those
two little words. A big smile broke out on her face.

"That's a good girl," she cooed happily while stroking Cordelia's
downy cheeks. To reward Cordy's well-chosen reply, Buffy tenderly
fondled and caressed the cheerleader's charms for several minutes.

When Cordy started shaking on her legs and was clearly approaching an
orgasm, she quickly yanked her hand away from between the brunette's
thighs and helped the cheerleader upright. 

"Why did you stop?" a disappointed and disgruntled Cordelia asked.

"You're not allowed to cum yet, Cordy," Buffy smirked. "I'm the Alpha
girl here, so I get to come first."

"You really like to rub my nose in that, don't you?" the cheerleader
asked annoyed.

The Slayer's smile grew bigger and she sensually slid her hand across
her body, ending at her crotch, and started rubbing tiny circles
there. "Your nose, your mouth, your pussy and your tits... there's
lots of you I like to rub in this."

Cordelia felt herself blush brightly red. "You're so nasty," she
muttered.

"Things are going to get a lot more nastier then this, Cordy," Buffy
grinned. "Let's start with you taking everything off except for your
shoes and stockings."

The brunette quickly started disrobing. She managed to find a clean
spot to place her clothes, and soon stood before the blonde
practically naked.

"Mmmm, you look so yummy," Buffy huskily said. "Now show me some sexy
poses, you sexy thing," she added with a teasing smile.

The cheerleader chewed on her bottom lip as she considered the
Slayer's request... then started striking several erotic poses, all
aimed on pleasing the blonde.

Buffy smiled with delight as the brunette posed in front of her.
Posing naked, except for a pair of high-heeled shoes and stockings,
Cordelia looked like she belonged on the cover of Playboy or Penthouse
magazine. The Slayer's stare slowly raked over every inch of
Cordelia's exposed, nubile body. She noticed the goose bumps on the
cheerleader's arms and legs (an obvious result from the relatively low
temperature in the cellar) and Cordy's red-flushed cheeks --indicating
the combination of embarrassment and arousal the cheerleader was
feeling. 

Buffy's gaze then focussed on the brunette's big stiff nipples, which
stood out prominently from her large firm breasts. The blonde licked
her lips before lowering her eyes to the soft and inviting-looking
small tuft of hair above the cheerleader's slit. 'Cordelia looks so
damn delicious: I could just eat her up!' The Slayer smiled to
herself. 'Well, actually... I do plan on "eating" her later. But
first, she gets to eat ME.'

Reaching under her skirt, she pulled her panties down and off; then
sat down on a straight-back wooden chair she'd already selected
earlier for this very purpose.

Buffy pulled up her skirt and planted her feet on the seat of the
chair: flashing her bare beaver to the cheerleader's eyes. She
beckoned the brunette closer with her index finger, and then pointed
at her slit.

"Time to put that talented tongue of yours to work, Cordy," Buffy
grinned.

The May Queen stepped closer and slowly sank to her knees in front of
the blonde. She lowered her lips to the Slayer's snatch and began
pleasuring her adversary's pussy, starting out the way Buffy had
taught her to: by French-kissing the blonde's bald slit.

*****

"Okay, I've just checked ALL the school's usual hangout spots," Xander
announced as he strolled back into the library. "No sign of Buffy
anywhere."

"And I looked around outside," Oz said, coming in right behind Xander.
"She isn't there either."

"Did you check the ladies room, Willow?" Giles questioned, as the
young redhead entered the library with her boyfriend.

The hacker nodded. "I went to all the girls bathrooms in the school,
even the ones that aren't nowhere near our last class, she's isn't in
any of them."

"Strange," the watcher noted, putting down the book he was reading.
"Usually, whenever an hour of class falls out Buffy tends to spend it
here... She didn't say anything about where she was going?"

"Not really," Willow said. "She just said that she had to go do
something."

Giles nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I'm pretty certain she hasn't left
school grounds. Ever since someone painted the words "Honk if you
think I'm a Nazi-Troll" on the back of his brand-new car, principal
Snider has been watching the exit like a hawk --hoping to catch
students sneaking off during breaks or free hours." 

All eyes turned to Xander at the mention of the "Snider's car
incident".

"Hey! What are you all looking at me for?" Xander returned their
stares with a wide-eyed look of innocence. "Why do you automatically
assume it was me who went Michelangelo on the Nazi-- I mean the
principal's car?"

"You did buy a can of paint," Willow reminded him.

Xander shrugged. "I'm planning to repaint my room."

"Then why did you bring the paint to school?" Willow questioned. "I
saw you putting it in your locker."

"When I got home, I suddenly noticed that the colour didn't really
match my furniture, so I decided to return it after school."

His explanation was greeted by a series of sceptical looks.

"You could probably drive Snider's car through the holes in that
story," Oz dryly remarked.

"Quite so," Giles stated. "But I didn't call this meeting to
investigate who vandalized Herr Snider's car."

The watcher thought for a moment before asking his question.  "Have
any of you noticed anything... out of the ordinary with Buffy's
behaviour in the last week or so?"

The Scoobies looked at each other.

"I did notice she's been kinda distracted lately," Willow said. 

"Yeah, then the next moment she suddenly transforms into little Miss
Cheerful," Xander told the watcher.

Willow nodded. "I can't remember seeing Buffy ever this upbeat, not
even before the whole Angelus thing."

Giles mulled this information over for a while then turned to look at
Oz. "Have you perhaps noticed a difference besides the ones already
mentioned by Willow and Xander --anything that doesn't coincide with
Buffy's normal behaviour?"

Oz shrugged. "Apart from seeing her kiss Cordelia, not really."

There was a long moment of silence... then everyone started
questioning the stoic teen.

"Did you just say that you saw Buffy kissing Cordelia Chase?" an
astounded Giles asked.

"You saw that too?" Xander called out. "I thought it was just my
wishful imagination."

"Buffy KISSING Cordelia?!" Willow squeaked.

"Ehm... yes," Oz answered all their questions at once.

"When on Earth did this happen?" Giles questioned amazed.

"This morning in the hallway," Xander answered before Oz could. "She
bumped into Cordy and kissed her right on the lips."

Oz nodded. "That's about it."

"Buffy KISSING Cordelia?!" Willow called out again.

The three males looked at the bewildered redhead for a moment, and
then continued their conversation.

"So without a clear motivation or any warning whatsoever, she just
walked up to Cordelia -in the middle of a crowded hallway- and kissed
her?"

Both teens nodded.

"And how exactly did Miss Chase react to this?"

"She looked like she was watching a pack of pink tutu wearing vampires
burst into the school, and start performing the Nutcracker," Xander
reminisced with a big grin.

"... while she's being kissed by Buffy," Oz added.

"Buffy KISSING Cordelia?!" Willow repeated again.

"Uhm... are you feeling okay, Willow?" Oz asked somewhat concerned.

"I'm fine and very much okay," the hacker babbled; still busy taking
in this unexpected news about her friend. "That's me: feeling
perfectly dandy and totally straight!"

Giles, Xander and Oz looked at each other, and then shrugged.

"Even though some of Buffy's recent conduct seems rather odd, I'm not
convinced it warrants any great concern," Giles said after a long
period of silence. "However, I believe it might be prudent to keep a
close eye on Buffy in the next couple of weeks, just to be on the safe
side... Though I consider it most likely that this is just an period
of erratic behaviour she is going through -like plenty of normal
teenagers do- there could be something supernatural going on."

"Normal teens don't usually step up to Cordelia Chase in the middle of
a crowded hallway and kiss her on the lips," Oz pointed out.

"That's a good point," Giles conceded. "But that may very well have
been Buffy playing a little joke on Cordelia... Aside from that one
kiss, I can't imagine anything else going on between those two."

*****

"YES!! Eat me, bitch! Eat that pussy!!" Buffy encouraged the
cheerleader while humping the brunette's face. "Tongue my cunt and
suck up my juices!"

'What a kick to have Miss Popularity naked on her knees before me,
giving me head!' the blonde blissfully considered while gazing down at
brown-haired head busy between her legs. Reaching down, she tenderly
stroked and petted the brunette's beautiful auburn locks.

"You're such a good little cunt-licker, Cordy," Buffy happily moaned.
"You eat pussy like a fuckin' pro."

'Yeah, like YOU would know the difference,' Cordelia thought to
herself. 'Exactly how many people have licked your pussy?' Yet despite
that cynical thought she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of
pride from her ability to please the blonde. With extra vigour she
concentrated on her pussy-licking duties.

The Slayer gasped as Cordy's tongue deeply penetrated her and vibrated
against the slick walls of her cunt while the cheerleader's nose
rubbed against her clit. 'Damn, that girl is soooo incredibly GOOD!'

Buffy moaned loudly as she felt her third orgasm approaching. "Mmmm!
Ohhhhh yessss!! Yes! YES!! Tongue-fuck me good, Cordy! Stick it deep
inside me, you little slut!! I wanna feel that talented tongue of
yours licking my ovaries!"

Cordelia plunged her tongue faster in-and-out in response, making the
blonde shake wildly on the wobbly wooden chair as her climax hit her.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! YES!! YESSSSSSSSS!!!!" With a loud cry,
Buffy thrust her pelvis up --grinding her crotch into the
cheerleader's face as she came... then, once her orgasm subsided, she
slumped back down on the chair.

"That was great, Cordy!" Buffy complimented the brunette once she got
her breathing somewhat back to normal.

"Glad you enjoyed it, Buffy," the cheerleader told her. "Now may I get
back to my feet or should I get started on your fourth orgasm?"

"This will do for now," Buffy grinned, and stroked Cordelia's brown
locks again. "You're turning into one well-trained, and -lets not
forget- well-dressed, little sex-slave," she noted satisfied.

The May Queen narrowed her eyes slightly, but -acknowledging the truth
in the Slayer's statement- she otherwise didn't respond.

Smiling brightly, the Slayer seated the naked brunette onto her lap.
Putting her arms around her, the small blonde wasted little time in
claiming Cordelia's lips with her own.

While exchanging a passionate kiss, Buffy freed one of her arms from
the embrace and started fondling the cheerleader's firm supple
breasts.

The blonde smirked when she heard a satisfied little sigh coming from
Cordy's mouth. She broke off the kiss and beamed up at the beautiful
brunette--her beautiful brunette!

"Okay, Cordy..." the Slayer spoke thoughtfully. "It's your turn to cum
now, but you also have a spanking coming... which would you prefer
first?"

"Ohhh, the agony of choice," Cordelia drawled while pondering the
question.

Buffy smiled. "So... how do you wanna play it? Orgasm first or your
spanking?"

"Couldn't you give me both at the same time?"

"Hmm?"

"You know, like you've done before," Cordelia said, referring to the
night at her house a week ago. "You can diddle my slit with one hand
and use your other hand to spank me."

"That sounds like a great idea, Cordy," Buffy smiled delightedly.
"Brains as well as Beauty."

The cheerleader smirked.

"Come on, sweetie, lie yourself across my lap and raise your little
butt as high as you can."

"Yes, Ma'am," the brunette answered somewhat sarcastically and draped
herself over the Slayer's lap.

"Good girl!" Buffy praised the cheerleader, once the brown-haired
beauty lay sprawled across her lap.

With her bottom raised up high and her legs spread apart the May Queen
was ready to receive her punishment on her upraised butt and some
well-deserved pleasure between her widely-spread thighs.

The Slayer slowly slid her hand across the cheerleader's protruding
buttocks, caressing and stroking both the firm downy globes, before
moving her hand between the May Queen's muscular thighs and tickling
her fingers across the brunette's mons.

Cordelia let out a loud groan as the blonde's fingers found her clit
and played with the aroused bundle of nerves. Her groaning turned into
a low moan when the Slayer's fingers abruptly released her clitoris
and plunged inside her cunt.

"You like that, baby?" Buffy whispered in the brunette's ear while
sliding two fingers in-and-out the cheerleader's slick passage.

"Uh-huh!" Cordelia grunted in confirmation.

"Good! Time for your spanking to begin then," the Slayer smiled.
Sliding her left hand underneath the brunette's belly, she replaced
the digits of her right hand that were diddling the cheerleader's slit
with three fingers from her left hand. "Now Cordy, since both my hands
will be occupied with spanking your ass and finger-fucking your pussy,
I won't be able to hold you down on my lap. So I need you to grab the
legs of the chair with both your hands and hang on tightly while I
spank you... Can you do that for me, my little slave?"

"Mmmm... yes ma'am," Cordelia moaned, and quickly reached down to grab
a hold of the wooden legs.

Buffy let out a moan of her own as she raked her eyes across the
perfect picture that the naked cheerleader presented. "Mmmm... you
look so cute, Cordy! Draped naked across my lap, with my fingers up
your snatch. Offering me that beautiful bubble-butt for punishment and
your sweet little pussy to play with... I only wish I could take a
photo to preserve this moment," the blonde giggled.

"Would you please get on with it?" the now red-faced brunette called
back over her shoulder. 

"Okay, here it comes, sweetie," Buffy smiled, and let her hand crash
down on the brunette's round buttocks.

*****

SMACK!!!

"Mr. Harris, would you PLEASE refrain from using MY books as an
instrument for squashing flies?!"

"But Giles," Xander whined. "It's been buzzing around my head for 15
minutes now, and this book was the only thing handy."

"I don't care. You DO NOT use a priceless thousand year-old manuscript
to kill an insect!" Giles responded as he yanked the book away from
the careless teen. Hugging the leather-bound tome to his chest, as if
protecting a defenceless infant, he hurried to the book cage and
carefully put it away.

"Well, it did say something about "Best ways to kill bugs" on the
cover," Xander muttered.

Giles manage to hear that while walking back to the table and shot the
boy a withering glare. "That's because it was written by a Vampire
Prince, who -by the way- was referring to killing humans."

"Sounds like a bestseller to me," Oz joked.

"Actually, it did sell very well among vampires and other members of
the Demon community," Giles said as he sat down again.

"I think this is some special kind of Hellmouth fly," Xander observed
as he ducked another close flyby from the annoying insect. "That
buzzing little bastard seems to have targeted me personally, and--"

All eyes turned to Willow as the redhead suddenly jumped up from her
chair.

"Buffy KISSING Cordelia?!"

"Um, Will? I think we're past that point already," Xander told his
friend. "Besides, I..." He abruptly stopped speaking as he saw the fly
that had been bugging him, land less then a feet away on the table.

Moving carefully, he pulled his Chemistry book (which was still
encased in its original packing) from his backpack and raised it high
above his head. 'Finally getting some use out of this book!' the teen
thought as he smashed the book down hard upon both fly and table.

*****

SMACKK!!!! "Fifty-Three."

"Ahhhh!!!"

SMACK!!! "Fifty-Four."

"Ohhhhhh!"

SMACKK!!!! "Fifty-Five!"

"Owww!!"

"Just five more, Cordy," Buffy told the loudly panting brunette.
"You're doing great."

"Not as "great" as you are doing," the red-faced cheerleader shot
back. "Now go on, I really need to cum!"

Buffy giggled and brought her hand down again.

SMACK!!! "Fifty-Six."

"Mmmmm!!"

SMACKK!!!! "Fifty-Seven."

"Ohhhh-oh!"

Buffy let her left hand play with the cheerleader's swollen clit while
her right hand crashed down on Cordy's upturned buttocks again.

SMACCKK!!!! "Fifty-Eight!"

"Ohhhhh yesssss," Cordelia hissed, her hands tightened around the
chair legs as she felt her orgasm approaching.

'She's getting close now!' Buffy stuck three fingers inside the
brunette's wet snatch and plunged them swiftly in-and-out. 

SMACKK!!!! "Fifty-Nine!"

"OH!!! Oh! Oh! Oh! OH! OH!! OHHHHHH!!!!"

SMACCKK!!!! "Sixty!"

"YESSSSS!!!!" Cordelia hissed. "I'm so close now! SO FUCKING CLOSE!!!"

Shaking on the Slayer's lap, she pushed her ass up as high as she
could. "GIVE ME MORE!! I NEED MORE!!!" she begged the blonde.

Buffy was more then happy to give it to her.

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!!

"YES! YES!! Yesssssssss!!!" the cheerleader crooned lustfully while
riding Buffy's plunging fingers and raising her butt to meet the
blonde's firm hand. "Spank my little ass, Buffy! SPANK IT HARD!!"

"With pleasure, Cordy!"

SMACCK!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!!!

"I'M COMINGGGGG!!!!!" Cordelia screeched --bucking wildly on the
Slayer's lap as an incredible orgasm rushed through her entire body.

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACCK!!!!

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! OH! OH!!" the brunette panted while the
aftershocks of her orgasm (and the Slayer's spanks) made her tremble
and shake.

SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!!

Buffy gave the May Queen some final spanks, then ended the spanking
and removed her fingers from the cheerleader's soaking-wet snatch. She
raised the sticky digits to her mouth and slowly licked them clean...
savouring the sweet taste of the cheerleader's pussy-juice while
watching the brunette's glowing red ass with a strong sense of
satisfaction.

Not only did she come THREE times but she also got to bring the proud
cheerleader to a mind-shattering orgasm by diddling her slit and
spanking her ass. 'I'm really loving these little play-dates with
Cordy!'

The Slayer tenderly stroked the brunette's round buttocks while
Cordelia recovered from her climax, occasionally bringing her hand
back between the cheerleader's thighs to scoop up some of her
delectable juices.

Once Cordelia composed herself she quickly climbed off the blonde's
lap and started rubbing her red and sensitive behind.

"Ehm... can I get dressed now, or do you want me to get you off
again?" she shyly asked while glancing at the blonde.

'Spank my little ass, Buffy. Spank it hard??!' the cheerleader thought
back mortified. 'Damn! What was I thinking?! Buffy's sure as Hell
isn't going to let me forget I said that!'

Cordelia shot another covert look at the Slayer, and the big
self-satisfied smirk she saw on the blonde's face seemed to verify
that thought.

"You may put your clothes on, Cordy," Buffy grinned. "You've been a
very good girl, so you deserve some time off."

Trying to avoid Buffy's gleaming green eyes, the cheerleader quickly
collected her clothes.

"We better make sure that no one finds out we were... spending time
together, down here," she said while getting dressed. "So after I
leave, you should wait a few minutes before following me."

The Slayer smirked in response. "I have a better idea: why don't I
leave first? Then you can wait here for as long as you deem necessary
to safeguard your precious reputation."

Getting slowly back to her old self, the cheerleader responded to the
blonde's suggestion with a disgusted glare. "Because this hellhole of
a school is parked right on top of our -oh so handy- Hellmouth."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Buffy inquired puzzled.

"Hello? Isn't it obvious?" Cordelia exclaimed. "I know the Sunnydale
routine by now: the moment you leave, some creepy creature that has
made this cellar into its comfy apartment (young, tasty humans and
Hellmouth only a skull-throw away) will jump from the shadows and make
me its next meal... Well, I'm not falling for that one again!" the
brunette concluded. "You're supposed to be Supergirl here, so you can
wait here with whatever Horror movie rip-off has made this cellar its
home, and I'll go to the cafeteria and eat some lunch --instead of
becoming lunch."

Buffy started laughing. "Okay, Cordy: you can leave first," she said
amused.

"Great!" the cheerleader replied satisfied while walking to the door.
Opening it, she shot the blonde a last look. "If someone has to deal
with creepy monsters... better you then me."

Since the brunette quickly left the boiler room: she didn't see the
Slayer flip her the bird, but she did get to hear the blonde's
sarcastic "Gee, thanks Cordy!" being called after her.

*****

The Slayer chuckled as she heard the cheerleader's high heels tapping
loudly against the stone tiles -- indicating that the brunette didn't
waste much time in creating a vast distance between herself and the
boiler room.

"Either Cordelia is getting overly paranoid, or she's read too much
Stephen King novels," Buffy said to herself. "A monster making
Sunnydale High's boiler room into its apartment... yeah, right! I know
some weird stuff happens in this town, but that's just crazy."

"I couldn't agree with you more," a deep, ominous voice from behind
her said. "I've lived in this cellar for over a decade now, and I
still haven't seen any monsters."

"Exactly!" the blonde exclaimed. "That girl is on the fast track to
total paranoia; I mean it's n--" Buffy abruptly stopped speaking and
quickly turned around.

She found herself looking straight at a tall, dark figure. At least
8-feet high, he hovered menacingly above her. Mostly concealed by a
black, hooded robe, which was tied together with a string of silver
skulls, she could barely make out its face... and wish she hadn't. The
glowing red eyes and fang-filled mouth weren't exactly reassuring to
look at.

"Well, fuck, me!" Buffy slowly sounded out.

"What, AGAIN?" the dark shrouded figure replied with surprising wit.

"Oh, this is just great!" the blonde exclaimed. "I'm being dissed by
some cellar-dwelling creature."

"I prefer the term: Subterranean-American," it said as it stalked
closer.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Okay, just one quick question before I kick
your ass..." 

Now the creature rolled its eyes.

"Why didn't you just come out and attack us when we were... uhm," a
light blush covered the blonde's face, "busy together."

"And interrupt this unexpected show I was treated to? This cellar
doesn't exactly have an extensive entertainment centre, you know? I
have to make do with this one lousy transistor radio I got from some
janitor I ate."

"Besides..." a slender, forked tongue slipped out of the creature's
mouth, and it licked its lips. "One of you girls will be enough to
feed me for an entire month." 

These last words were barely spoken, when the creature suddenly leaped
towards Buffy: its clawed hands outstretched and aimed at the Slayer's
throat.


Chapter 8


Everything suddenly seemed to go into slow motion as the hooded figure
attacked her. She could see the creature's claws slowly descending,
inch-by-inch, towards her throat.

Several thoughts went through her mind as Buffy considered her current
situation. The first thought being: 'This is beyond weird.' And the
second thought: 'Hey, I'm not wearing any underwear.'

It then occurred to her that instead of philosophising about this
latest predicament, she'd better get ready for action. Quickly
reaching out, she grabbed the creature's wrists and let herself fall
back while pushing her feet into its stomach. As a result the monster
was propelled to the other side of the cellar, mostly by the force of
its own attack but with a little help from the Slayer's kick.

With a loud bang it connected with a sturdy oak table, which
apparently wasn't sturdy enough as it broke into several pieces the
moment the creature crashed into it.

The moment the monster hit the table, Buffy was already on her feet
and charging towards the creature, intending to finish it off while
it's still dazed from the fall... Unfortunately, the creature wasn't
dazed at all and, getting to its feet just as quickly as the Slayer,
it charged towards her as well.

They met each other about halfway: Crashing into one another they fell
down again and rolled across the floor while pounding each other.
Buffy managed to get up first and --obviously not a big supporter of
the saying: Never kick an enemy when he's down-- started to unleash a
series of kicks and punches on the prone monster.

*****

Though dazed and confused by the ferocity and power of this tiny
human's attack, Behenometh managed to recover enough of his senses to
kick the girl's legs out from under her and get back to his feet.

Only barely standing, he was once again attacked by the human girl.
This time he was ready though. As she aimed a flying kick at his head,
he quickly ducked and grabbed the girl's leg, then threw her in the
same direction where he himself just got thrown a minute ago.

With a sense of satisfaction, Behenometh watched as the pesky human
collided with the remains of the table with a gratifying crash. He
hissed as the girl climbed back to her feet and approached him again.

'Instead of running away she dares to attack Me again?! Her death
shall be a slow and painful one.'

"I'LL FEAST ON YOUR FLESH AND SUCK THE MARROW FROM YOUR BONES!!!"
Behenometh bellowed as he brought his claws into play and leapt
towards his opponent.

*****

"Feast on this, buddy!" Buffy replied while kicking her right leg up
and planting her feet squarely against the creature's nose -- making
him break off his attack as well as breaking his nose.

The creature stood still and felt his painful nose while glaring at
the Slayer with a mixture of anger and amazement. "How dare you
assault Behenometh, you puny human?!"

"Actually, the question is: How dare you assault the Slayer, you sucky
loser?" Buffy retorted while launching another attack.

"The SLAYER?!" Behenometh called out surprised as the blonde leapt
towards him. Quickly ducking, he grabbed her and hurled her towards
the other end of the room. "Well, that explains a few things."

Buffy twirled around in the air and landed on her feet. "So you've
heard of me?" she smirked while stalking the creature, searching for
an opening to attack.

"I've heard the legends," Behenometh growled back. "Though these
legends neglected to mention what an irritating, overbearing, little
bitch you are."

Buffy shot the monster a glare that would have made Cordy proud. "Oh!
You're SO gonna pay for that remark!"

The corners of Behenometh's mouth drew back, exposing rows of sharp,
yellow teeth the size of small daggers, as he issued Buffy his twisted
version of a smile. "Bring it on, short stuff!"

As the Slayer launched her attack, kicking and punching at the tall
creature, Behenometh retaliated by slicing at her with his warped
fingernails.

His razor-sharp claws moved so fast they appeared to be a blur (sort
of reminding Buffy of the movie 'Edward Scissorhands'), even with her
enhanced slayer-abilities she could barely avoid being
sliced-and-diced by the creature.

Buffy quickly back flipped until she was out of Behenometh's reach.
Looking down, she hurriedly checked to see if she's missing any body
parts... letting out a sigh of relief when she appeared okay apart
from a couple of cuts and scratches. Her sigh of relief turned into a
gasp of despair when she suddenly noticed that even though she might
have escaped relatively unscathed, her clothes weren't as lucky. In
fact, her clothes were goners.

With horror-filled eyes she watched the shredded remains of clothing,
which once made-up one of her favourite outfits, fall away from her
body to the floor, leaving her naked except for her shoes.

Buffy balled her hands into fists and glared up at the creature who
was watching her with an ever-increasing smug smile on his face.

Behenometh raised his hand to his mouth in pretended shock. "Ooops!"

Exactly one second later, Buffy smashed a wooden chair (the same one
she had been occupying a bit earlier) into Behenometh's smirking face.

Behenometh bellowed angrily. With one fell swoop of his arm he slammed
the Slayer several feet away.  As the blonde jumped back to her feet,
he immediately charged her.

Buffy beat him off with a karate kick to his chin, then turned around
and quickly ran into the opposite direction -- Behenometh following
closely behind her.

After running around the entire cellar, Buffy felt him starting to
gain on her, so she quickly decided on a plan of action. Heading
straight for one of the walls, she waited until she had almost reached
it before leaping up against the stone surface and walking a couple of
steps straight up to the ceiling. As she was about to loose her
footing, she did a quick back-flip and landed precisely behind
Behenometh just as he crashed into the wall.

While the creature lay dazed from the crash, Buffy jumped on him,
grabbed his head and - with a quick twist - broke his neck. A look of
total astonishment appeared on Behenometh's face... then his skin
slowly started to meld away, until only a tall skeleton wrapped in a
cloak remained.

"Don't fuck with me!" Buffy told Behenometh's final remains.

Several seconds later, the skeleton itself dissolved as well...
leaving only a long, black cloak behind as last proof of Behenometh's
existence.

After congratulating herself on another slaying well-done, Buffy began
to examine her shredded clothing to see if she could salvage anything.
However, it soon became painfully clear that there wasn't even enough
of the fabric intact to dress a Barbie.

Sighing, she looked around for anything at all that she could possibly
use for clothing. Finally, her eyes fell to Behenometh's black cloak.
Though she wasn't very keen on wearing anything that has just been
worn by--what ever the Hell that was--she realized she didn't have
many options. She could either wear the cloak, or wear nothing at
all... And with her only change of clothing in her gym locker at the
other side of the school, that wasn't much of a choice. It's not like
she could go out there naked, with an entire school full of people
walking around.

Buffy picked up the cloak and started putting it on. 'At least this
way I can tell people that I'm trying out my Halloween costume.'

Pulling the cloak close around her, she lifted up the hem and headed
for the doorway. About halfway to the door the many silver skulls
decorating the cloak began to glow. Gradually the entire cloak became
enveloped in the same glow, and then... disappeared, leaving Buffy
completely naked again.

For a long moment, the Slayer stared open-mouthed at her naked body.

"Fuck!"

*****

The three men gaped at Willow.

"Whoa... Willow! I don't think I've ever heard you use the F word
before."

"Well, it seemed appropriate for this situation," the redhead pouted.
"I can't believe Buffy actually KISSED Cordelia Chase."

"Really?" Xander replied. "I have no problem believing it... or
picturing it... several times in a row... in slow motion... with sound
effects: lotsa grunting and moaning."

The hacker glared at her childhood friend before continuing her rant.
"First it's you and her in the broom closet and now it's Buffy KISSING
with her in the hallways?!" Willow kept emphasizing "her" as if she
was referring to the Queen of All Evil herself. "I'm damn close to
revoking both your "I Hate Cordelia Chase" club memberships!"

Giles politely coughed, and Oz actually went as far as to raise an
eyebrow at his girlfriend. "Uhm, Will? You're starting to sound just
the tiniest bit jealous here."

"Jealous?!" The redhead looked back indignantly. "ME?! I'm not
jealous! Why should I be jealous?! Just because that rich bitch is
busy sinking her mangy claws into both my best friends, luring them in
with her skanky clothes and her surgically enhanced boobs, doesn't
mean I'm freakin' JEALOUS!!"

"Willow!" Giles called out shocked.

Oz reacted by raising his eyebrow again, earning himself a new,
personal record for most facial expressions emoted in one day. "Ouch."

"Mroowww!" Xander commented.

"Okay, maybe just the tiniest bit."

*****

Meanwhile, Willow's nemesis, blissfully unaware of being the centre of
the Scoobies' discussions, entered the school's cafeteria and looked
around with the appropriate combination of superiority and disdain.

Her presence was immediately detected by her "Cordettes", which
prompted her 2nd in command to enthusiastically wave a hand in the air
and call her over. "Yoo-hoo, Cordy! Over here!"

For a long moment, Cordelia stared at the waving blonde, clucking her
tongue in disapproval at Harmony's use of the term "Yoo-hoo" (which,
in her opinion, only a yahoo used), not to mention the neon-blue
colour nail polish that blemished her friend's fingernails (which,
even from this distance, made her eyes water).

'Oh well... these are just two of the many reasons why she's second in
command of our little group.'

Putting on a gracious smile, she waved back and headed for the
cheerleaders' table.

The girls chirped out greetings while cramming closer together to make
room for their leader.

Cordelia regally sat down and granted her flock a dazzling smile.
"So... what have you girls been up to in my absence?"

"We were just discussing who currently deserves the title for Hottest
Hunk in Showbiz," Amber answered. "So far we've narrowed it down to:
Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio and Ben Affleck."

Cordelia nodded solemnly. "A vital and comprehensive issue, which has
gone unspoken for far too long." A condescending smirk threatened to
appear on her lips, but with a bit of effort she managed to keep a
straight face. "Well... my vote goes to Brad Pitt. He's more mature
then Leonardo, and better looking then Ben Affleck."

Aura nodded. "Excellent decision, Cordy; I picked him as well."

"I personally prefer Leonardo," Amber noted dreamingly.

"Yeah, Leonardo does it for me as well," Harmony said.

"It's Ben Affleck for me," another girl chimed in.

"Brad Pitt. Best-looking piece of man-candy there is," Natasha said
with a look of longing in her eyes.

"I'm more a Ben Affleck kinda gal myself," Ebony joined in the
discussion.

The cheerleaders kept arguing about which star was most worthy of the
"Hottest Hunk" title until the bell rang and they had to go to their
respective classes.

Busy talking with Harmony and Amber while they headed for their
English class, Cordelia looked up annoyed when her path was suddenly
blocked by Xander and Willow. 

While both Harmony and Amber stood momentarily stunned at the audacity
of these two nobodies to stand in their way, Cordelia fixed the two
Scoobies with an icy glare and followed up with a disdainful sniff.

"What is this? Did someone put a bus stop on this spot when I wasn't
looking? Move you two!"

"Relax, Cordy, we just need a moment of your time to ask you
something," Xander said.

"Not interested. Now run along back to your cosy little library--or to
whatever place the hotspot is for geeks these days." Cordelia became
suddenly aware of the baleful glares Willow was sending her way and
frowned. "And what exactly is your problem? Did Wal-Mart stop selling
the granny underwear sets of fifty you love so much?"

Willow's green eyes flared up and she took a step forwards. "Listen
you skanky bit--"

"Whoa! Retract your nails, ladies!" Xander hastily signalled for a
truce with his hands. "We really need your help, Cordy. It will only
take a moment."

Cordelia sighed. "Oh, very well! Here goes... Xander: visit a gym and
never wear that shirt with those pants. Willow: apply your make-up in
front of a mirror and with the lights ON from now on. Oh, and stop
wearing headwear from the Bozo the Clown collection. Back to Xander:
when using deodorant, make sure you use something that costs more then
a buck and isn't sold at the local pet store."

Xander and Willow stood frozen in disbelief while Cordelia, Amber and
Harmony exchanged high-fives. 

Cordelia turned to face the two dumbfounded teens again and shot them
a smirk. "There. Wasn't that helpful from me?"

"No, what would be helpful is when you finally get that exorcism,
which half the town is been saving up for with a special "Free
Cordelia" fund," Xander wryly replied. 

Willow, meanwhile, still stood as frozen; her mind racing as she
franticly tried to come up with a good comeback, or at least something
coherent to say.

"Now, what I wanted to say, before we were so rudely interrupted by
one of your multiple personalities: we need to have a talk about
Buffy..." Xander shot Cordelia a smirk that was almost equal to one of
the May Queen's. "I thought we might want to do that in private, but
if you have no problem with including your good friends Amber and
Harmony in the conversation..." Xander's smirk grew bigger as he
indicated both girls, "then neither do I. I'm sure they can keep a
secret."

Cordelia's expression became a bit sour once she heard the B word
mentioned, and didn't get any brighter after Xander concluded his
little speech. Turning to face her two best friends, she noticed they
were looking at her with curious eyes, their noses twitching a little
as if they were sniffing this situation for potential gossip material.

Thinking quickly, the brunette shot them both a bright smile. "Amber,
Harm, you gals better go ahead without me. I'll do my good deed for
this millennium by helping out these poorly dressed individuals - who
I hardly know - and catch up with you later."

"Hmm," Xander commented, "you seemed to know me pretty well in the
broom closet when--"

"Let's go!" an annoyed Cordelia hurriedly interrupted him, and she
quickly dragged the two Scoobies into an empty classroom. Giving her
astonished friends - who hadn't moved yet - a quick wave and smile,
she closed the door behind them.

The May Queen peeked through the little window in the door until she
saw Harmony and Amber walk away. With a scowl on her face, she turned
her attention to the patiently waiting Xander and Willow. "Now, what's
so damn important to actually make you two crawl from the dark
recesses of the library of weirdness and crash my carefree, yet
fashionable existence?"

Xander rolled his eyes and sighed. "Oh, how I've missed your flair for
the dramatics, Cordy... We only wanted to ask you if you know what's
going on with Buffy."

"Buffy?" Cordelia suspiciously eyed the two Scoobies. "Why should I
know anything about Buffy? Creative-with-Stakes Summers hangs out in
your little band of misfits, so why are you asking me?"

"Wellllll," Xander drawled, "For some bizarre reason, you've been the
most important thing on Buffy's mind in the last couple of weeks. That
sounds like a pretty good reason to start with."

"Oh, Please!" The cheerleader snorted derisively. "You can't hold me
responsible for whatever the hell goes on inside Buffy's mind. That
girl is a freakin' wet dream for psychoanalysts!"

"I've also heard you've been spending a lot of time with Buffy
lately."

"Vicious rumours spread by the army of gossips that inhabit this
school!" Cordy vehemently replied.

Ignoring Cordelia's many protests, Xander continued unperturbed, "And
thirdly, that kiss you two shared in the hallway this morning."

The brunette narrowed her eyes. "We didn't share a kiss! She kissed
me!! And once again directing you back to my earlier answer: Who the
hell knows what goes on inside her head? For all I know that could've
been part of another lame-assed prophesy where she has to kiss a girl
to prevent the opening of the Hellmouth -- or something equally
ridiculous."

Letting out another -deep- sigh, Xander started massaging his temples.
"So what you're saying is that you have no clue whatsoever about
what's going with Buffy?"

"Well, Duh!"

Having reached his quota of his ex-girlfriend's "radiant presence",
Xander grabbed Willow's hand and slowly backed away to the door. "One
last question: do you have any idea where Buffy could be right now?
Because we haven't seen her since Mrs. Walker's History class dropped
out."

The May Queen blinked a couple of times before innocently replying,
"Nope, not a clue."

Xander nodded. Dragging Willow with him, he left the classroom and
closed the door behind him.

"Did you believe her?" he asked the redhead while they hurried to
their next class.

The Witch/Hacker shook her head.

"Me neither," Xander agreed, "she seemed a little too defensive... and
when she said that she didn't know where Buffy could be, she was
clearly lying... There's definitely something going on between the two
of them."

Noticing Willow's lack of response, he frowned. "And what's up with
you, Will? You've hardly said a word during our audience with Queen C,
and you're not very talkative right now either."

The redhead abruptly stopped walking and looked back at her surprised
friend. "Cordelia, you have no clue whatsoever PERIOD. THAT'S what
I've should have said to her!" Turning around, she started running
back to the classroom where they left the cheerleader.

Xander watched open-mouthed as his friend headed back to find
Cordelia... then quickly started walking after her. "Uh, Will? It's a
little bit late for a snappy comeback. Besides, Cordy is probably
already on her way to her own class right now... Will? WILLOW!"

*****

The door to Sunnydale High's cellar slowly opened and a blonde head
peaked out through the opening. After having spent several long hours
in the basement, Buffy's patience had finally run out. Since most of
the classes had ended by now, she decided it's safe enough to try to
get her spare set of clothes from her gym locker.

After making sure that no one was around, the Slayer stepped into the
hallway and hurriedly headed for the gym.

Instinctively holding an arm in front of her bouncing breasts and
covering her shaved slit with her hand, she ran through the empty
corridors. Even though she often had to hide out in an empty classroom
or another convenient hiding place whenever a student or a staff
member got too close, she still made pretty good time and gradually
approached her destination.

As Buffy neared the hallway that lead to the gym and the dressing
rooms, her slayer-hearing detected several voices. Breaking off her
quick sprint, she tiptoed the last couple of yards and peaked around
the corner.

Chagrined, she counted at least seven students standing together in a
group; talking to each other and inadvertently blocking her way to the
girls' locker room. Her eyes narrowed when she detected among those
seven students a very sexy-looking Cordelia Chase talking animatedly
with the school's star quarterback Michael Faraday.

Watching the good-looking couple interact, the Slayer noticed several
things which caused her already strong feelings of jealousy and anger
to increase. One of these things being that they really looked good
together and, unlike most other jocks, Michael seemed a really nice
guy. But this just irked her. What pissed her off most was discovering
that Cordy had removed her bra again, and the slutty manner in which
the brunette was flaunting her big braless breasts at her
boyfriend-to-be. With great success, apparently, since the young man's
eyes were more often focussed on the cheerleader's chest then her
face.

'How DARE she show off her tits to anyone besides me WITHOUT my
permission!' Buffy furiously thought. 'Cordelia Chase belongs to ME
and so does her tits!'

Occupied by her feeling of resentment, the blonde only slowly became
aware that Michael's eyes had stopped focussing on Cordy's chest and
were now looking straight at her! She suddenly noticed that in her
anger, she'd left her hideout and started walking towards Michael and
Cordelia.

As the dumbfounded male gaped at her and blinked, Buffy used her
slayer-speed to duck away in the other hallway.

 From her new hiding place, she focussed her enhanced hearing to listen
in on Cordy's and Michael conversation.

"What ARE you staring at?" an annoyed sounding voice inquired.
Definitely Cordelia.

"I-I... I could have sworn I just saw......"

"Saw what? Don't tell me you've just seen Jesus and are now a
born-again Christian, because--"

"No! No! Nothing like that, it's just... This is gonna sound silly,
but I could have sworn I just saw Buffy Summers standing there...
err... totally naked." Michael finished the last part of his sentence
in a whisper.

Cordelia was silent for a while before replying, "Hmm, I think I'd
almost preferred it if you saw Jesus instead. Or, even better, ME,
totally naked... Hallucinating about other naked girls is never a
really good start for a new relationship."

"Trust me, Cordy: I would have preferred seeing you naked as well."

That seemed to appease the brunette. "Maybe you will, sometime soon,
IF you are a very good boy."

Buffy could hear the quarterback gulp and, in her mind's eye, could
see his erection jump up to salute Cordy's words. 'Not if I got
anything to do with it!' she grimly decided before going in search of
a better hiding place.

*****

It took nearly an hour of waiting before all the students left and
Buffy was finally free to leave her hideout and sneak into the girls'
locker room. Even though her slayer-senses had told her as much
already, she still felt a sense of relief when she saw that the place
was empty. She had sort of been afraid that one of the "Cordettes"
would have caught her entering the locker room buck-naked.

'I'm not sure I'd be able to show my face in school again if that had
happened!'

After taking a long shower, which helped to sooth her frazzled nerves,
Buffy padded back into the locker room and towelled herself dry. And
once she'd brushed her hair, put on a new set of clothes, and
reapplied her make-up, she felt a whole lot better.

A lot more cheerful then before, the blonde checked herself in the
mirror one last time and then left the locker room 

However, most of that cheer went out the door when she bumped into
someone on her way out. Someone who she instantly recognized as
Michael Faraday -- the little horn-dog who kept hitting on HER Cordy,
and who was now snooping around the girls' locker room for God knows
what reason.

They stared at each other... Or at least: Michael stared, Buffy more
glared.

"Buffy? Uh... what are you still doing here?" Michael finally asked.

"Since this is the girls' locker room, I think the question should be:
What are you doing here?"

That question had him baffled for a couple of seconds. Then he
honestly replied, "I saw something... strange a bit earlier and
decided to go back and see... um... if I would see it again.

Buffy smirked when she realized what it was that he hoped to see
again. 'Fat chance of ever seeing me naked again... Your girlfriend's
chances of seeing what you saw are about 100% better.'

Thinking of the two of them together as a pair rekindled the Slayer's
jealousy and anger. She narrowed her eyes at the quarterback and
stepped closer, invading his personal space.

"Actually, Michael," she said with a deceptively sweet voice, "it's
kinda convenient that we bumped into each other like this, since we
need to have a little talk."

Michael blinked and stared at the strange behaving girl. "We do?"

"Yes, we do."

"About what?"

"About a mutual friend of ours: Cordelia Chase."

"Really?" Michael answered after a long moment of silence, "I didn't
know you are one of Cordelia's friends, or vice versa. But, even if
you are: why do we need to have "a little talk" about her?"

"Because I want YOU to stay away from her," the blonde stonily
replied.

He gaped at her. "Are you kidding me?"

"No."

There was another long period of silence while the two of them stared
at each other. Buffy's silence being mainly because she's waiting for
Michael's reply while Michael's silence had more to do with him trying
to figure out what the hell Buffy's problem was.

Finally, his baffled brain managed to come up with a reply, "Is this
about Cordelia and me dating?"

"Yes, it is."

Michael took a deep breath. "And why, exactly, don't you want us to
date?"

"Because Cordy belongs to ME!" The blonde's eyes flared. "Which means
you have to keep your grubby paws off of her, got that?"

'Well, I didn't see THAT one coming... Buffy Summers and Cordelia
Chase lesbian lovers?! Holy Shit!! I feel like I'm in some sort of
pornographic version of 'Saved by the Bell' with Summers here starring
as Jessie, since she sorta resembles Elizabeth Berkley in 'Showgirls',
and Cordelia playing the part of Kelly Kapowski!'

It took Michael an entire minute to digest this latest bit of info,
and he was able to ask, "Excuse me, but if Cordy "belongs" to you,
then why is she dating ME?"

Buffy grimaced. "Apparently, she is under the impression that she's
allowed to. I'm going to have a little "talk" with her as well and
explain to her that she isn't."

'Wait a minute... what am I thinking here?!' Michael sighed and rolled
his eyes. 'No matter how big a turn-on it is to picture Buffy and
Cordelia together: she's probably making this all up. This IS Buffy
Summers we're talking about: she's the only person in this school
who's more disturbed then Principal Snider... well, maybe she AND
lunch-lady Doris.'

"Right... listen, Summers: Why don't we just forget this conversation
ever happened and let Cordelia decide who SHE wants to date, and leave
it at that, okay?" Giving the blonde a small, pitying smile, he
started to turn away but was stopped by Buffy's reply.

"No, NOT okay. I told you to stay away from Cordy AND I MEAN IT!"

Sighing, he turned to face her again. "Oh, you do? And what happens if
I don't stay away from Cordy and continue to date her?"

Buffy took a step closer, invading his personal space again. "Then
I'll kick your ass."

"YOU are going to kick MY ass?!" Michael slowly repeated, making sure
he heard THIS correctly.

"That's right," was the blonde's curt reply.

'This is getting way too weird... even for this town! First, I'm
pretty sure I saw Buffy Summers walking naked in the hallway. Then, a
little later, I bump into the very same Buffy Summers a few yards from
the place where I saw her naked. And now she starts threatening ME to
stop seeing MY girlfriend, only because SHE wants my girlfriend as
well?!'

"Okayyy, let's see if I've got this right: YOU are going to kick MY
ass if I don't stop seeing MY girlfriend who YOU want to date?"

"Yeah, that about sums it up," the Slayer smirked

He looked over his own muscular 6'7" physique and then gazed down
again at Buffy's tiny 5'3" frame. "Seriously, though... what happens
if I don't stop dating Cordelia?"

The blonde's eyes narrowed again. "I'll kick you ass."

"No, SERIOUSLY?!"

Hours later, he still wasn't sure what exactly happened at that point;
but he suddenly found himself upside down, hovering several feet above
the floor while being pressed up against the wall, and looking
straight into the face of a very pissed off Buffy Summers. 

"I'll. Kick. Your. Fucking. Ass." Buffy slowly sounded out. "And after
the ten seconds it will take me to do that: I'll mount your fucking
head on my bedroom wall. Capiche, moosehead?" 

He only managed to squeak and nod in assent.

Then, he's suddenly on the floor again, and waxing that floor with his
butt as Buffy bowled him about 25 feet down the hallway before he
bumped into a row of lockers.

Open-mouthed and rubbing his ass, he watched the blonde walk away,
ignoring him as she strolled passed him.

'Okay, that's it! When I get my football scholarship and go to
college, it's DEFINITELY going to be in another state!!'

*****

Feeling riled up by her t�te-�-t�te with Michael, Buffy decided to
skip her usual visit to the library in favour of heading straight for
Cordy's house.

After leaping the tall fence again, she quickly made her way through
Mrs. Chase's meticulously landscaped garden and climbed onto the
terrace. Buffy immediately spotted Cordelia lying stretched out in one
of the lawn chairs, and smiled when she saw that the cheerleader was
completely naked.

'At least Cordy has obeyed my order not to wear any clothing at home
while waiting for my visit,' she noted with satisfaction. 'Good, then
maybe I'll go a little easy on her this time.' Recalling the way
Cordelia had been all over the star quarterback, she made a face.
'Then again: maybe I won't.'

The Slayer soundlessly sneaked towards the brunette till she was
standing at the foot end of the cheerleader's chair. While studying
Cordelia's tan, naked body, which glistened from the abundantly
applied suntan oil, Buffy softly stroked the palm of her hand across
her rock-hard nipples poking out from beneath her shirt. 'Mmmm, no
matter how many times I've seen Cordy naked already, I still get a
thrill whenever I see her luscious, perfect, nude body again.'

After taking her time to visually examine all of the cheerleader's
charms, Buffy decided to make her presence known; though she suspected
that the brunette had probably already spotted her, seeing that she
was blocking the other girl's sunlight.

"Hi, Cordy!"

As she suspected, the cheerleader wasn't the least bit startled by her
greeting.

"Hello, Buffy," the brunette calmly replied, giving her a little
smile. "Back for more nasty sex-play?"

The Slayer smirked at Cordelia's casual commentary about their sexual
relationship. But that smirk quickly disappeared when the blonde
sternly reminded herself that she's supposed to be angry at the
brunette.

Folding her arms in front of her, she fixed the cheerleader with a
glare. "I'm very upset with you, Cordy."

The May Queen at first didn't respond, then sighed and took off her
sunglasses. "Oh? And what did I do now?" she questioned in a tired
tone of voice.

"You forgot who you belong to," was the Slayer's clipped response.
"You've been a bad little bitch, Cordy."

"'Scuse me?" Cordelia said, getting beyond annoyed now. "Listen,
blondie: I've licked what you wanted me to lick, kissed where you
wanted me to kiss and you've given me more intensive vaginal
examinations then my own gynaecologist... I doubt if Sunnydale High's
Prom Committee is giving out an award for "Best Lesbian Sex Slave"
this year, but if they do then I'm a freakin' shoo-in!"

Once again, an involuntary smile crossed the Slayer's lips. 'Heh. She
does have a funny way of putting things.'

"Your... um, performance is first-rate, Cordelia. I wasn't talking
about that."

"Then what are you talking about?"

Buffy felt her earlier feelings of anger and jealousy making a quick
comeback. "I'm talking about you and a certain Star Quarterback."

"Why are you bringing Michael up?" Cordelia asked puzzled.

"I heard about your date for this evening..." Buffy began before
turning silent.

"What exactly were you planning on doing with him tonight, Cordy?" she
suddenly inquired, an accusing tone in her voice. "Were you going to
let him play with those nice big tits of yours?"

"Maybe... that sort of depends on how tonight's date will go... What's
it to you?" the cheerleader shot back.

"You belong to ME and I don't want you seeing him. In fact: I told him
as much."

"WHAT?! What did you say to him?!"

"I told him that you're mine and I didn't want you going out with him
anymore... oh, and to stay the fuck away from you."

"Are you NUTS?!?!" Cordelia practically bellowed, then quickly lowered
her voice when it occurred to her that it probably wasn't a good idea
to annoy an already irate Slayer. "What the HELL gives you the right
to tell MY boyfriend to back off?!" she continued in a harsh whisper.

"I don't want his grubby hands on your tits!" Buffy angrily replied.
"These," her hands cupped and squeezed Cordelia's bare breasts,
eliciting a yelp from the stunned brunette. "Are MINE! And from now on
I will be the only one who gets to play with them."

Buffy released the cheerleader's tits and gave each globe a quick
slap.

SMACK! SMACK!

"Owww!!"

"And if I see you dating --or even just being overly friendly with
boys-- that cute ass of yours is gonna get it."

"Please tell me you're kidding?!" a shocked Cordelia called out.

"Nope," Buffy replied matter-of-factly. "Consider this fair warning,
Cordy: If I see you do as much as flirt with a boy, or another girl
for that matter, I will use that heavy belt of yours to give your bare
behind such a thrashing that for the next couple days, whenever you
sit down, you'll be reminded who your little butt belongs to... namely
ME!!" The blonde's eyes narrowed. "In fact... I think I'll give you a
dose with the belt right now, just to let you know I mean business."

Cordelia stared open-mouthed at the blonde. "NOW you're kidding,
right?"

As answer a wicked smile appeared on the Slayer's lips. With a quick
movement she reached out and grabbed a hold of the cheerleader's left
earlobe.

"Ow!"

By applying some mild pressure and yanking on Cordy's ear a couple of
times, Buffy got the cheerleader out of her chair and led the yelping
girl into the house, and then up the stairs to her room.

Upon entering the cheerleader's room, the Slayer released Cordelia's
ear and, with a few well-placed spanks against the brunette's behind,
directed her to the big canopy bed.

Buffy positioned Cordelia kneeling face down on the bed and ordered
the brunette to place her arms in front of her and clasp her hands
together. When the cheerleader obeyed, she grabbed a silk scarf from
the nightstand and tied the end of it around Cordy's wrists.

"What the Hell are you doing now?" Cordelia loudly exclaimed.

"I'm binding your hands in preparation for your punishment, Cordy,"
Buffy calmly explained.

"Well, DUH!! I'm not talking about your latest kink, "Mistress"
Buffy," the May Queen acidly responded. "I'm talking about you using
my very expensive, one-of-a-kind, Chanel scarf to tie me up with! If
you're gonna be playing bondage-girl then at least have the courtesy
to use your own cheapo scarf, you fuckin' Philistine!"

The blonde grinded her teeth, counted silently till ten, then loosened
the silk scarf and replaced it with the one she was wearing. "You do
realize that you're gonna pay for this latest example of your special
brand of "tact"?"

"Whatever!" Cordelia insolently replied.

The Slayer narrowed her eyes but said nothing more while tying the
cheerleader's wrists together... Once Cordy's hands were tied, she
fastened the scarf to the headboard.

Taking a step back, she surveyed the satisfying scene before her:
Rich, elitist, Valleygirl Cordelia Chase kneeling naked on her bed
with her hands tied to the headboard and her ass up in the air, ready
for any kind -and amount- of punishment she decided to dish out!

Buffy felt a familiar tingle in her loins as she stared at the
brunette's invitingly uplifted, round bottom. 'There'll be time for
that later,' she told herself. 'First I need to teach Cordy a couple
of valuable lessons, among which making her understand once and for
all, who she belongs to... A dozen strokes with the belt on her bare
ass should drive that message home.'

SMACK!!!

"Ouch!!"

Grinning at the red handprint that now decorated the cheerleader's
butt, Buffy headed for Cordelia's walk-in closet and retrieved from
there the beautiful, handcrafted, leather belt she'd admired a couple
of days before.

"I'm gonna whip your naughty behind twelve times with this belt to
remind you who your ass belongs to, Cordy," Buffy told the brunette
while taking position behind her. "And, as punishment for your snooty
attitude, you will count out each stroke of the belt and thank me for
it."

"WHAT?!" Cordelia called out infuriated. "There's NO WAY I'm thanking
you for whipping my ass, you mentally-deprived midget!"

WHACK!!!!

"Ahhh!!!"

"Make that FIFTEEN strokes with the belt!" the now very annoyed Slayer
told the cheerleader. "Anymore insults and I'll add another three
strokes. Also, any stroke with the belt that you DON'T call out or
thank me for, WON'T COUNT! So suit yourself if you don't wanna thank
me, since it's your butt that's on the line... literally!"

Buffy noted with satisfaction that Cordelia was uncharacteristically
silent after her little speech and seemed to be seriously considering
her words. Lightly stroking her left hand across the brunette's firm
buttocks, she said, "Now brace yourself, Cordy... because it's time
for your punishment."

With that, Buffy drew her right hand back, and let the belt land on
Cordelia's uplifted butt.

WHACKK!!!!

"AHHHH!!!!"

....

"Well?"

"One... T-Thank you."

Buffy grinned and lifted her arm for the second stroke.

WHACK!!!

"OH!!!"

"T-two... Thank you."

WHACK!!!!

"Ouch!!! Three... Thank you, Buffy."

WHACK!!!!

*****

WHACKK!!!!

"Ahhhh!!! T-Thirteen... Thank you, Ma'am!"

Delighted by Cordy's sudden politeness, Buffy made the next stroke a
lot softer.

WHACK!!

"Ohhh!! Fourteen... Thank you, Ma'am!"

WHACK!!!

"OH!!! F-Fifteen... Thank you, Ma'am!"

Breathing a little heavier then usual, Buffy inspected the work she'd
done on Cordelia's ass. The cheerleader's formerly bronzed and
unblemished cheeks were now covered with a series of red welts, making
her butt look like piece of modern art. 

Impressed by her own handiwork, she muttered, "Wow... that's one
well-punished behind," and stroked her hand across the beaten
buttocks, which brought a sharp gasp from the still kneeling brunette.

Amused by Cordy's reaction to her touch, the Slayer petted the
brunette's buttocks some more, secretly revelling in the small gasps
and pants coming from the May Queen's mouth. Slowly, inch-by-inch, her
hand drifted lower... until, finally, she reached the cheerleader's
moist centre.

When Buffy's probing fingers detected Cordelia's swollen labia-lips,
fully erect clit, and increasing wetness, a self-satisfied smirk
appeared on her lips. "Looks like you've been enjoying your little
butt-warming, Cordy," she teased the brunette.

Groaning in mortification, the cheerleader buried her head deeper in
the bedcovers. Hoping she could hide away in there. Her groan of shame
abruptly changed into a groan of lust when the blonde inserted three
fingers in her slit. Fingers which could only enter her tight pussy
this easily because of her arousal, she noted shamefully.

Despite her embarrassment, Cordelia couldn't stop a series of groans
and grunts coming unwillingly from her lips when the small blonde
brought her free hand around to play with her clit while
finger-fucking her with the other hand.

The feeling of the Slayer's fingers pounding her cunt with the added
sensations of two fingers lightly pulling and pinching her clit, made
her crazy with lust. Unable to stop herself, the brunette began
pushing her pussy back onto the blonde's thrusting fingers.

A blush crept across her cheeks when she heard Buffy's little snicker.
"You really love my fingers up your little snatch, hey Cordy?"

The cheerleader's only response was an especially loud moan and
humping the Slayer's fingers even faster.

"Atta girl! Ride my fingers," Buffy giggled.

And that was exactly what she did. She moved her ass back and forth
and rode the blonde's fingers until stars appeared in front of her
eyes, specks of saliva flew from lips, and she could feel an amazing
orgasm approaching...

Then, suddenly, Buffy's fingers were yanked away from her pussy and,
as a result, the feeling of bliss in her nether regions started to
diminish.

"Noooooo!!!" Cordelia cried out when she felt herself coming down from
her incredible sexual high. "Don't stop!! Please! Keep going, Buffy!"

The blonde giggled again. "I don't think so, Cordy... The thing is:
your punishment isn't over yet. I still have to make you pay for your
last batch of insults, and for the way you showcased your big boobs in
front of your ex-boyfriend."

"I thought that was what that LONG and PAINFUL ass-whipping was for?"
the cheerleader complained.

"Nope," Buffy cheerfully replied while petting the brunette's
buttocks. "That was to remind you who your ass belongs to, and to give
you a little attitude adjustment."

"Nice to know you're keeping score," Cordelia grumpily remarked.
Rubbing her thighs together she tried to hold on to her arousal.

"Yup, and now it's time to continue your punishment," the Slayer
smiled, and untied the scarf binding the brunette's hand together.
"Lie on your back and spread your legs, Cordy."

After hesitating for a moment, the cheerleader complied and turned
over on her back. Looking into the blonde's eyes, she slowly spread
her legs, exposing her dripping pussy to the Slayer's heated stare.

"Loving the view, Cordy," Buffy smirked, and began stripping off her
clothes. In a matter of moments the blonde stood completely nude,
having disposed of her clothes in record-time (not counting the job
Behenometh did of undressing her a bit earlier today). Keeping her
gaze directed at the cheerleader's wet cunt, the Slayer rubbed her own
damp pussy.

While playing with herself, Buffy noticed Cordelia's hand sliding
towards her own pussy... and they both pushed a finger inside their
slits at the exact same time. A couple of seconds later, they were
sliding their fingers in-and-out of their cunts completely in-sync
with one another.

Watching each other, both girls frantically fingered their dripping
slots.

Cordelia moved her free left hand to her left tit and started kneading
the soft flesh. A good example invites imitation, so Buffy did the
same. Moaning loudly, the two girls pinched and pulled at their erect
nipples and frigged their dripping cunts.

Pushing her breast up to her mouth, Cordelia popped the nipple inside
and started sucking on the stiff knob while her right hand kept busy
between her legs.

Buffy looked down at her own, smaller breasts and then back up to the
cheerleader nursing on her own tit. "Show-off," she muttered.

Still a long way off from her own orgasm, Buffy noticed that Cordelia
was quickly approaching hers. Remembering that the cheerleader still
had a bit of pain coming to her before pleasure, she stopped playing
with herself and jumped onto the bed next to Cordy, visibly startling
the brunette. Quickly grabbing a hold of Cordelia's wrists, she
interrupted the cheerleader's masturbation session by raising her arms
high above her head and retying both wrists with the scarf to the
headboard.

"So... that's much better," the Slayer grinned while gazing down at
the loudly protesting and struggling cheerleader. "Time for your
punishment, Cordy." With that, the blonde knelt above Cordelia's face
and lowered her pussy to the brunette's mouth.

"This is my punishment?" asked a muffled voice from below her. "I have
to lick your pussy again?"

"There's a little more to it," Buffy said while staring down at the
cheerleader's big tits. Swinging her hands downwards, she gave both
globes a quick slap.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Ouch!!"

"To remind you who your titties belong to: I'm going to give these
beauties a little hand spanking until you make me cum."

"You've got to be kidding me?!"

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Nope... So I suggest you get to work on my pussy, Cordy."

"Wait! Why can't I use my hands to help bring you off?"

"Well, duh!" Buffy imitated the May Queen. "Because it's more fun this
way."

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Owww!!! Bitch!"

SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"Ow!! Owww!!! I'm sorry! I'm Sorry!!"

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Better put your tongue to work, Cordelia, because I can keep this up
a hell of a lot longer then you can."

The cheerleader quickly followed that advice and started stroking her
tongue across the Slayer's slit.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

*****

"Mmmmm!! yessss..." SMACK!! SMACK!! "Lick me, bitch!" SMACK!! SMACK!!
"Eat my pussy!" SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Ow!!" Cordelia grimaced as two more stinging slaps were delivered
onto her tender breasts. She'd been licking the Slayer's cunt for
almost 15 minutes now, but the petite blonde still didn't seem to be
nearing her orgasm. 'Just my luck that the one time Buffy manages to
keep from coming is the very time that she's torturing my tits till
she cums!'

The cheerleader let out another yelp when the Slayer pulled and
pinched her nipples again. Apart from spanking her tits, manhandling
her nipples seemed to be on Buffy's all-time favourites list as well.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"AH!!!" Another two slaps struck her sensitive tits. She hoped that
her boobs could take the amount of punishment Buffy was dealing out
without bruising.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"OHHH!!!" The crazy thing was that besides the pain she felt from the
mild tit-torture that the Slayer was putting her through, she was also
feeling a quickly increasing sensation of lust in her loins.

"Ohhhhhhh!!" This time the blonde just grabbed her breasts and began
roughly kneading the soft, pliant flesh between her fingers.

Despite the sparks of pleasure she felt through the pain, Cordelia
still wanted to bring Buffy off as soon as possible. Concentrating
most of her efforts on the Slayer's clit, she twirled and vibrated her
tongue around and across it. Judging from the many yelps of pleasure
this brought from the blonde, her new strategy was a big hit.

"Oh! Mmmmm... Oh yeah!!! Work on my clit, bitch!"

Creating a vacuum with her lips around the blonde's clit, the May
Queen started suckling and nibbling on the little bundle of nerves as
if her life (or her tits) depended on it.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"OH!!! OH!!! OHHHH!!!! OH!!! OH!!! YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!" With a loud
screech the Slayer came, drenching the brunette's beautiful face with
her juices.

"Ohhhhhhh yesssssss... That was great, Cordy," Buffy sighed happily
while waiting for the cheerleader's nimble tongue to finish the
thorough and very pleasant cleaning job it was doing on her slit.

Feeling finally satisfied, Buffy raised herself up from her kneeling
position above the brunette's face and sat down between the May
Queen's wide-spread legs. She smiled when her eyes fell upon the
cheerleader's centre and detected the overflowing arousal present
there. Stroking and tickling her fingers across Cordy's mons, she
licked up the girl-juice her fingers collected, bringing forth an
appreciative moan from the brunette.

The Slayer snickered softly when she saw Cordelia spreading her legs
further apart and lifting her ass up a bit, clearly inviting the
blonde's fingers back in for another visit.

"You want me to play with your pussy again, Cordy?" she teasingly
inquired.

"Mmmm... Yes, please."

"Well, okay then... but first you need to assume the proper position
for a fucking."

The cheerleader opened her eyes and gazed down the length of her body
at her widely-spread legs and uplifted ass. "Looks to me like I'm
pretty damn well positioned for a fucking," she remarked, raising an
eyebrow at the blonde.

"Guess again, Cordy: The proper position for you to be in during a
fucking is on all fours... like a bitch," Buffy added with a wicked
smile.

Cordelia made a face and glared the grinning blonde. 'Uh-oh... Sounds
like she's in one of THOSE moods again.'

Unimpressed by the cheerleader's glare, Buffy gazed back without
flinching. "So... how about it, Cordy? Do you wish to cum?"

Chewing on her bottom lip, Cordelia thought this over. Was another
orgasm --no matter how good it was-- really worth suffering further
humiliations from the Slayer?

She mentally shrugged, 'Oh well, screw it! It's not like Buffy's gonna
let me go if I say no, anyway,' and nodded in response to the blonde's
question.

"Good," Buffy smiled. "Then let's get you back into your previous
position."

With a little help from Buffy, Cordelia turned onto her belly and drew
her legs up beneath her. Once again, she's kneeling naked on her bed
with her ass in the air and her hands tied to the headboard.

"Mmmm, I really love seeing you in this position, Cordy," Buffy told
the cheerleader while stroking her -now red and welted- ass again.

"Really? I never would have guessed," the brunette sarcastically
responded. "Now would you PLEASE make me cum?"

"Don't worry, little Miss Tact; I'm working on it."

At that very same moment, Cordelia felt a soft hand touching her
pussy. First the fingers cupped her mount and gently caressed every
inch of her slit... Then, after a couple of minutes, they slid down to
her clit where the nimble digits began doing their special brand of
magic on the stiff little knob...

The cheerleader moaned happily as the Slayer expertly fondled her
pussy. 'At least there are some benefits that come with being her
bitch.'

Cordelia's moans steadily increased as Buffy brought her closer and
closer to a much wanted orgasm. The blonde then began switching back
and forth between working on her clit and driving a couple of fingers
into her cunt.

"Yes... Yes... YES! MORE!!" Cordelia grunted while pushing her pussy
back onto the Slayer's thrusting fingers. Instead she got less as
Buffy abruptly pulled back her hand.

"NO!! Don't stop!!" the cheerleader called out anxiously while
wiggling her butt at the blonde. "Keep finger-fucking my pussy,
Buffy!"

Despite her lewd invite, Buffy only tickled her slit a bit -- keeping
her on the edge, but not doing anything that could trigger a climax.

Once again cheated out of her orgasm, the brunette shot an angry glare
across her shoulder. "Why the Hell won't you let me CUM?!" she
practically growled.

"You need it bad, don't you, Cordy?" asked Buffy with an annoyingly
innocent look on her face.

"Yes!"

"You REALLY need to cum."

"YES!! Damnit!! I REALLY need to cum!"

"Okay, I'll let you cum," Buffy smirked. "But first you have to say:
Mistress Buffy, your bitch needs to cum. Please let me cum, Mistress."

"WHAT?!"

"You heard me."

"You fucking bitch!"

Buffy smacked her hand against the brunette's upraised bottom.

"Nope, you're the bitch here, Cordy," she taunted the cheerleader.
"And calling me names isn't going to help you cum."

"Speaking of names," the blonde thoughtfully continued. "Thanks for
bringing up the phrase "Mistress Buffy" I have a feeling you're gonna
be using those two words a lot from now on."

"Screw you!"

SMACKK!!!!

"Maybe later."

"Okay, then screw me!"

SMACK!!

"Only if you ask nicely," the Slayer grinned.

"Please! I really need to cum, Buffy," Cordelia begged.

"Then say the words, sweetie."

"It's too humiliating!" Cordelia cried out. "Please don't make me say
those words."

"Come on, baby," Buffy cooed in the cheerleader's ear. "It's not that
bad, you can say it... It will be our little secret and I'll make you
cum really hard if you do."

"PLEASE!!" Cordelia tried again.

SMACK!!

"Say!"

SMACK!!

"The!"

SMACK!!

"Words!"

SMACK!!

"Cordy!"

SMACK!!!

Buffy followed up the last spank with a teasing little tweak of
Cordy's clit.

"Ohhhhh!!! M-M-Mistress B-Buffy, you-- your... bitch n-needs t-to
cum... P-please make me cum, Mistress!"

"There you go! That wasn't so hard, now was it?" Returning her hand
between Cordelia's legs, Buffy grabbed the cheerleader's stiff clit
with her thumb and forefinger and rolled the tiny nubbin between her
two fingers.

"GOD!!! Yessssssss!"

Licking her lips, she pushed three fingers inside Cordelia's
wonderfully tight pussy... Once she got a smooth finger-fuck rhythm
going inside the brunette's hot box, Buffy slid her other hand up
across Cordy's taut belly and quickly reached her second goal: the
cheerleader big tits.

After fondling each of the mammaries to her heart's content, she
focussed her attentions on the stiff, red nipples that crowned each of
the cheerleader's firm, rounded globes. Buffy pinched and pulled each
of the taut little treasures in turn, listening with delight to the
little whimpers of pain and pleasure this brought from the brunette.

The three fingers fucking her pussy combined with the mild torture of
her titties quickly brought Cordelia back to the point close to climax
she had reached three times before in the last hour.

"Yessssss!! Feels so good..." she muttered, arching her back in
pleasure. "So fucking good..."

Sensing that the brunette is getting close to cum, Buffy quickly added
a fourth finger inside Cordy's cunt and used her other hand to rub the
cheerleader's clit.

"Oh GOD!!!" Cordelia screeched out. "Oh-god-oh-god-oh-god-oh-GOD!!!
YESSS!!!! I'M COMINGGGG!!!!"

Shaking wildly on the bed while Buffy's fingers pounded her cunt and
frigged her clit, the cheerleader rode out her lengthy orgasm.

With her head resting on the bed for support, Cordelia took long, deep
breaths while recovering from her orgasm. Buffy's body rested on top
of hers, the Slayer's stiff nipples pressing against her back, while
the blonde leisurely played with her boobs.

"So... did you enjoy our little session, Cordy?" Buffy casually
inquired.

"Part of it, yeah," she just-as-casually replied.

The Slayer giggled. "Well, I did have to teach you a little lesson
first before getting to the really good stuff."

"By the way... did you happen to catch the gist of today's lesson,
Cordy?"

"Um... not really, what was that?" Cordelia carefully asked.

"That you're mine!" the blonde suddenly growled in her ear. "You. Are.
My. Bitch!" Buffy accented each word by pinching her nipples. "These
are mine, and," the Slayer's hand slid down her belly and grabbed her
pussy, "this is also mine! Got that, Cordy?"

'Oh, Fuck... I am so screwed!' the cheerleader said to herself after
hearing Buffy's possessive words. Swallowing nervously, she turned her
head to face the blonde and give her a submissive little nod. Seeing
the lust-filled look in the Slayer's eyes, she mentally added,
'Literally!'

*****

Two fuck-filled hours later, Buffy held her sticky fingers (which had
entered just about every orifice Cordelia possessed) in front of the
cheerleader's face and barked out a short command, "Lick them clean."

Without uttering even a single word of protest, Cordelia opened her
mouth and obediently lapped the blonde's hand clean.

"Yeah, that's my girl! You're such a good, little bitch," Buffy cooed
while stroking the brunette's behind.

Not even that little jibe got a reaction from the cheerleader, the
blonde noted with a certain amount of satisfaction. 'Maybe I've
finally fucked her into submissiveness.'

Smiling to herself, she got up from the bed and carried the worn-out
cheerleader to the shower.

After having taken a wonderfully long shower in Cordelia's large and
luxurious shower stall and then towelled the two of them dry, Buffy
carried the brunette back into her bedroom and laid her out on the
bed.

She quickly got dressed and then spend another fifteen minutes playing
some more with Cordy's nude, defenceless body.

"See? I told ya I'd make you pay," Buffy whispered in the
cheerleader's ear before leaving.

*****

Still lying nude and spread-eagled on her bed, Cordelia let out a deep
sigh. She felt completely dazed after the treatment the Slayer had
given her.

Maybe she should just stop fighting it and give in completely... allow
Buffy to take her cherry, which was probably what the blonde is after,
and become the Slayer's bitch.

After all, there are worse things in life then spreading her legs for
the beautiful blonde on command and letting her have her way with her.

However, these submissive thoughts quickly vanished once the throbbing
pain in her butt required her attention. While rubbing lotion on her
painful behind and sore tits, the brunette began thinking back at all
the depraved and humiliating things Buffy had made her say and do.
This little trip into memory lane caused any feelings of resignation
and submissiveness to be quickly replaced by anger, indignation, and a
surge of pride.

She mentally steeled herself. 'Damnit, NO! I'm Cordelia Chase and I
will not be bested by that blonde, butch-dyke bitch!'

Tapping into that special source of energy she hadn't used since that
last big sale at Sax's, Cordelia leapt out of bed and quickly got
dressed. 

While putting on her make-up, she started thinking of a battle plan.

'First, this situation calls for a bit of damage control... Maybe I
can turn her psycho scare-my-boyfriends-away tactics to my
advantage...' Grabbing her phone, she pressed down on one of the
speed-dials and waited for the phone to be picked up at the other end.

......

"Hey Harm!"

......

"I could be better... did you hear about the latest incident at school
today?"

......

"Yeah, that Summers girl went totally psycho again... Or, as our
school's counsellor likes to put it: Poor Buffy had another one of her
"episodes"."

......

"Hmm... Right! I totally agree... I've said it before, and I'll say it
again: she's the freakin' poster-girl for reform school."

......

"It's all pretty hush-hush, but I've heard that after she assaulted
Michael, she went into the gym, took off all her clothes, and sang ALL
verses of The Star Spangled Banner before going home."

......

"Even worse then Roseanne Barr."

......


"Yeah, I know! Despite her nudity, several football players fled the
gym."

......

"Well, I thought they were testing out the emergency sirens, but you
might be right: it could have been Buffy."

......

"Yeah, and now they're doubling her medication."

......

"Uh-huh."

......

"No kidding? She came on to you as well?"

......

"Right!"

......

"Bye, Harm... Oh, and remember: let's keep Buffy's latest "episode"
our little secret. We don't want to be the cause of anymore
embarrassment for the poor girl, now do we?"

......

"Bye!"

'Knowing Harmony, she will make certain that rumours of Buffy's latest
leap into insanity will be all over the school by Monday,' Cordelia
concluded satisfied as she hung up the phone. 'Any little bit of
credibility Buffy might have had will be pretty much gone by then.'

A smile appeared on the cheerleader's lips. 'Time for phase two!'

She grabbed her car keys from the dresser and stormed out of her room.
Less then a minute later she was driving her car towards Sunnydale
High.

*****

Tiptoeing to the twin doors, the brunette peered through the glass and
was relieved to see only Giles sitting there. Luckily, even a nerd
like Willow and a loser like Xander had better things to do on a
Friday night then hang around in the school library. Of course, just
about everyone has better things to do then that... everyone, except
for Giles that is. Good ol' reliable Giles!

'Thank God for stuffy, bookwormy Watchers with no social life!'

With a determined look on her face, Cordelia threw open the doors and
marched into the library, visibly startling a tea-sipping Giles.

"C-Cordelia?" the watcher stammered surprised.

'Damn! I really wish it didn't have to come to this.'

She took a deep breath and walked up to the watcher.

"We need to have a little talk about Buffy."


To be continued in Chapter 9...

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