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 Chapter 19 - All good things must come to an end (no sex)
   Ten hours later, when I finally woke up, I was still very sore. 
Climbing out of bed, I headed for the bathroom again.
   After giving myself another thorough cleaning, I got dressed and headed
downstairs for some breakfast - or rather lunch/dinner since it's getting
late already.  I noticed there were several messages on the answering
machine, so while I ate I listened to them.
   A couple of the messages were from Willow, asking when we could get
together again, and some were from mom: In the first message, she called to
say hello and give me the address and phone number from where she was
staying.  In the second one she just called to say she missed me; and in
the third message, she told me a very detailed story of the things she's
going to do with me when she gets home again.  That one actually made me
kinda blush.
   The last message was from Giles, and made me frown.  There seemed to be
some kind of Slayer emergency and he wanted me to come to his house, at
eight o'clock sharp, to discuss it...
   Hmmm, why did he want me to wait until the evening and come at that
exact time, instead of coming as soon as I was available, if it really is
an emergency?  I looked at the clock: a quarter past four.  I decided to
finish my food and take care of some business before going to Giles.
   *****
   It was six o'clock when I neared the watcher's crib...  After scouting
his place out for a few minutes, I sneaked to a window and peeked through
it: I saw Giles and Xander inside but that was it.  Feeling somewhat
reassured I walked to the front door and went inside.
   "Hey guys, how's it hanging?" I cheerfully greeted them.
   "B-Buffy?!  You're early!" The watcher said.  "You didn't need to be
here until eight."
   "Well, you know what they say about the early bird," I grinned.  "So...
what's the big emergency?" I asked as I plumped down on one of the chairs.
   "Erhm, it's Adam," he replied.  "Apparently his plans are even more
disturbing then we anticipated..."
   While I listened to the watcher explain, I couldn't shake the nagging
feeling that something was very wrong...  Xander hadn't said anything so
far and was giving me these close, almost hostile looks while Giles seemed
a lot more nervous then usual.
   "And last night, Adam and a group of demons stole weapons from the
military base nearby..." I heard bookguy say.
   What?!  Hello!  So he was fucking me AND robbing a military base at the
same time?  I don't think so...  I don't know how exactly, but it's pretty
obvious that they are on to me.
   I slowly stood up.
   "Is something the matter, Buffy?" Giles cautiously asked.
   "Yeah...  G!  This all very interesting, but I just remembered I've
gotta be somewhere else right now.  Like another country."
   Both Xander and the G-man quickly stood up.
   I shot them both a wicked grin.  "So, what finally tipped you of, G?" I
casually inquired.  "Didn't I whine enough to you all about my many issues,
thus not giving a convincing enough Buffy impersonation?  Or maybe it's
because I fucked everyone and anything that wasn't nailed down, instead of
just playing the good little cocktease that B is...  Had it even something
to do with my performance or did your favourite little Slayer finally
manage to contact you?"
   Seeing Giles stealthily reach behind him made me grin even harder.  "No
wait!  I've got it!  When you saw me jogging stark-naked down the street,
that's what made the dime finally fall." I gave the watcher a big thumbs
up. "Nice parking by the way!"
   His eyes grew cold and the stun gun appeared from behind his back.  "All
of the above, actually!" he said as he pointed the rifle at me.
   With a fast kick, the rifle flew to the other side of the room.  They
both stood dumbfounded for a moment, then Xander called out, "Grab her!!"
   Heh!  They've GOT to be kidding me!
   Actually they weren't...  As they came at me, I grabbed the sides of
their heads and swung them together.  With a loud thud the two heads
connected and both men slid to the floor.
   I smiled at their unconscious forms.  "Don't mess with the Slayer,
boys!"
   I turned to walk to the door when it suddenly opened.  In came someone
covered in a blanket, flanked by a black-haired man I didn't recognize
and...  me?!
   For a long moment, I looked frozen at my own face as my own features
stared back at me.  The look my own self gave me, made me shiver: I never
knew I could look that mad!
   The person under the blanket threw it off him...  it was Angel!
   He issued me a dark look.  "Faith."
   Oh Fuck!  This is starting to look rather bad...
   *****
   A hard uppercut made me fly backwards and land on the floor, an instant
later Angel stood above me.  "Give yourself up, Faith.  I don't want to
hurt you, but you're not going to get away with this!  So just
--EEEEEEP!!!"
   Kicking a vampire in the nuts had pretty much the same effect as on most
human males.  I watched Angel cradle his package, grow even paler than he
already is and slowly slide to the floor.
   I leapt back to my feet, only to be bowled down again by my own body.  I
saw well-known brown eyes glare down at me before a hand -holding a
familiar-looking silver wire construction- came down on my forehead.
   A flash of light shot through the room and I found myself looking down
at B's body.
   With a quick movement B turned us around so I was lying beneath her and
ripped the soul-exchanger from my hand, tossing it to the other side of the
room.  Then, with a menacing look, she raised her right fist - ready to
punch me out - when suddenly her movements froze.  She paled and her right
hand shot to her crotch, while her left felt her boobs.
   "YOU BITCH!!!" she shrieked, and wrapped her hands around my neck.  "YOU
FUCKING BITCH!!!  What the FUCK have you done with my body?!!"
   "Now, now, B," I wheezed, while trying to remove her hands from my neck.
"That's no way to talk to your sister slayer!"
   "SISTER SLAYER??!!" she started strangling me for real now.  "I'M GONNA
KILL YOU!!  YOU FUCKIN' PIECE OF WHITE TRASH!!!"
   What's good for the goose is good for the gander, I figured.  So with
all my strength, I kneed B in the crotch.  Now normally, that would have
already been pretty damn painful, but with her pussy still sore from last
night's fucking, and her clit freshly pierced, it was something special all
together.  B didn't make a funny little noise like Angel, but her reaction
was mostly the same: her hands grabbed her crotch and she turned almost as
pale as the vampire had, then she slowly keeled over sideways and fell to
the floor.
   An instant later I was back on my feet; I quickly scanned the room for
further threats and saw that the unknown man who had accompanied Angel and
B was circling me wearily.  I also noticed that Giles had regained
consciousness and was crawling towards his rifle.
   Suddenly the black-haired man's face changed, not like a vampire but
into some weird green-spiked half-demon visage, and he dived at me!
   I quickly ducked, and used the speed of his attack to propel him towards
the crawling watcher.  With a loud thump he landed on Giles, knocking them
both unconscious.
   Heh.  Two birds with one stone!
   For a moment, I considered finding the soul-exchanger and getting B's
body back.  I noticed though, that Angel seemed to be quickly recovering
and is looking really pissed off.  And to my own surprise: I sorta enjoyed
being back in my own body!  It felt a lot more...  natural, I suppose... 
Besides, B had taken great care of my body, I felt in fantastic shape! 
Another bonus was that I had no more sore pussy, tits and ass to deal with.
   So I flipped the angry vamp the bird and made my way to the door.
   "Faith!"
   Hearing B call out my name made me stop and hesitate for a moment...  I
decided to ignore her and get the hell out, when she called my name again.
Turning around, I saw her lying on the floor, still clutching her sore
pussy while she glared at me.
   I cocked a questioning eyebrow at her, which somehow seemed to make her
even madder then before.
   "What the fuck happened to my breasts, pussy and ass, Faith?!" she
grinded out through her clenched teeth.
   "Oh, that...  you're probably experiencing a slight discomfort from the
clit & nipples piercings I got you and the vicious fucking I received from
Adam last night," I helpfully explained.  "That's what causing the pain in
your pussy and tits.  Any soreness in your ass must be the result from the
brutal butt-fuck and ass-whipping I got from Spike.
   Her eyes got as big as saucers while she digested that little bit of
information.  "What the Fuck?!  YOU GODDAMN BITCH!!  Are you telling me
that not only did you get my nipples and clit pierced but...  you *fucked*
Adam AND Spike?!"
   "Well, technically, *you* did, B," I answered smiling, "and let me tell
ya: that was some fucking!  I still can't believe Adam managed to get that
monstrosity of a cock not only in your mouth but also in your pussy! 
Damn!! And when Spike fucked my ass, well, your ass: It felt like he was
ripping me apart...  I guess it will be a while before you can go to the
can - or even walk - without experiencing the after-effects from the
incredible pounding that both your holes received!"
The low growl my slayer-hearing detected, managed to warn me of Angel's
attack.  As the furious vamp leaped at me, I was just in time to greet him
with a spinning kick to his head, which made the vampire fly backwards
again and land on his back.
   "Woah!  Your ex-boyfriend has got quite the temper, B." I told my
"sister" slayer - who was trying to get on her feet.  "You really should
get him some anger management courses..."
   Hmm, B looked like she's about to explode from pure rage.
   "And it looks like you could do with a couple of those classes
yourself!" I finished while backing away to the door.
   "FAITH!!!  I'm gonna fucking kill you, you BITCH!!!" B cried out as she
got up and headed towards me.  "DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME!!!"
   "Yeah, yeah, I hear you..." I said while backing further away from the
enraged slayer.  "You're gonna "fucking kill me" ...  been there, done
that, B," I smirked.  "Damn, girl!  When are you gonna stop being such a
fucking tight-ass about everything, and--" I quickly covered my mouth and
issued B the most innocent, apologetic look I could manage.  "Oops!  Sorry,
B - bad choice of words."
   With a cry of rage she jumped at me...  and got the same spinning kick
to her head that worked so well on Angel.  I smiled when I saw her land
right on top of Angel.  There's definitely some poetry in that.
   "Well...  as much as I'd love to stay and chat some more, I'm getting
the distinct feeling I've outstayed my welcome...  No!  Don't try to talk
me out of it," I told the half-conscious figures lying on the floor, "I've
got a real sense for these things."
   Seeing Angel already struggling to get up again, made me decide not to
waste anymore precious time and get the hell out of here.  Opening the
door, I quickly stepped outside and with a cheerful "Bye, guys!" I closed
it behind me.
   Looking at the sky, I noticed there was still a little sunlight left, at
least enough to prevent Angel from following me right away.
   I started running down the street when I suddenly heard a familiar voice
call out to me.  "Halt!  Don't move, Faith!"
   Heh!  I couldn't believe my eyes.  There, in a convertible, sat Cordelia
Chase...  and Little Miss May Queen was pointing a crossbow at me!
   I shot the cheerleader a wicked grin that grew bigger when I saw her
shivered response.
   "Yeah, right!" I said as I slowly stalked towards her.  "I just kicked
Angel and B's butts, not to mention those of the three Stooges inside... 
and you actually think that YOU will be able to stop ME?!"
   "Overconfident much?" I mimicked the cheerleader's lingo.  "Now why
don't you drop that crossbow before you accidentally hurt yourself...  or I
not-so-accidentally hurt *you*!" I swiftly leaped towards the young
brunette, who surprised me by actually having the reflexes and the guts to
fire the crossbow.
   Then I surprised HER by catching the bolt in my fist and using that same
fist to knock her unconscious.
   Thinking quickly, I grabbed the former cheerleader and, with a big
smile, deposited her in the backseat of the convertible.  I slipped behind
the wheel, gunned on the engine and speeded the car away...  just as B and
Angel came storming out the door.  They frantically ran behind the car,
cursing loudly and ordering me to stop.
   I allowed them to follow me for almost half a mile - while I happily
waved goodbye and blew kisses at them - before pressing down on the gas and
disappearing from their sight.
   *****
   Still laughing from the expression on their faces, I parked the car in
front of my --no, now B's again-- house, and went inside to retrieve a
duffel bag filled with stuff I'd planned to take along.  Luckily, I wasn't
totally unprepared for this situation.
   After listening to mom's messages one more time, I quickly deleted them
and hurried back outside.
   Driving to the station, I parked my car and took a few minutes to
carefully think things over and consider all my options...  My life as
Buffy was over now, that's one of the few things I could be sure of.  So
driving to L.A.  to find mom, isn't a good idea.  I don't think she'll be
very pleased to find out that it was me in her daughter's body all along.
   I felt my eyes moisten as I thought about never seeing my new mom ever
again...  it's not like I had much choice, though.
   I suddenly giggled as an image suddenly popped up in my mind: Mom coming
home to the real Buffy...  lying her across the kitchen counter, giving her
a whipping and then fucking her sanctimonious little ass...  I'd love to
see the look on B's face when that happened!
   Seriously though, I better warn mom to prevent such a scenario.
   I went inside the station and retrieved a small purse filled with money
from one of the station's vaults, which I stashed there a while back. 
Going to the payphones, I dialled the number that mom had left me.
   "Hello?" I heard mom's voice say over the line.
   "Hello?" she said again, as I didn't answer.
   "Hello," I finally answered back.
   Silence on the line...
   "Faith?  Is that you?"
   "Yes."
   More silence...
   "Why...  why are you calling me?  And how did you get my number?"
   "There is something I have to tell you...  mom."
   A long period of astonished silence...  then: "Oh my GOD!  It was you!
It wasn't Buffy at the house, it was you all along wasn't it?!"
   Whoa!  That was fast!?
   "Yes, that was me."
   "WAS, so Buffy is..."
   "Back, yes."
   "...  Oh FUCK!  I'm so fucked!  How could I be so stupid to think that
you were really Buffy, I--"
   "Hey, don't blame yourself so much, mom.  I also fooled Giles, Willow
and everyone else for that matter..."
   "But I'm your--HER mother, and I've should have know better!  Oh fuck!
She's never going to forgive me for this!"
   "She never has to KNOW about this, mom."
   "DON'T call me that!!  And what the hell do you mean?!  There are
pictures, videos and sex-toys lying all around the house for god's sake! 
Do you think my daughter won't be able to put two and two together, and
find out I've been FUCKING her?!"
   "The pictures and videos are all in your safe, mom--sorry: Joyce," I
calmly explained.  "The sex-toys and a copy of the videos are with me.  The
only thing B will find at home is a compilation video I left in her room,
which contains footage of her getting fucked by Spike and footage of her
fucking Willow & Tara and Anya & Xander...  and that's all.  Besides you
and me, only Spike knows about our little get-together, and even if he
dares to show his face in Sunnydale again, I seriously doubt he will be
stupid enough to bring the subject up."
   There was a long moment of silence while mom considered what I'd said.
   "Why?"
   "Why what?" I asked, though I had a good idea what she meant.
   "Why did you take Buffy's body?  And why did you seduce me and her
friends?"
   I thought about my answer for a while...  then truthfully replied,
"Revenge, for a big part...  B really hurt me, and I'm not just talking
about the physical sticking-a-knife-in-my-gut part.  So I wanted to hurt
her back."
   "Then why are you covering up what happened between you and me while you
were in Buffy's body?  Wouldn't it hurt Buffy a whole lot more if she knew
that not only did you fuck her friends, but you also fucked her own mother
in her body?  And that I happily fucked her back?"
   "Yes, but that would also hurt you, and I don't want that to happen."
   "You really expect me to believe that?" she replied sceptically.
   I sighed.  "Believe what you will, Mrs.  S....  Just know that with all
the things I did in B's body to take my revenge on her: having sex with you
wasn't one of them..." I sighed again, then said, "Goodbye, mom." and hung
up the phone.
   "Faith, wai--" I heard her say just before the line went dead.
   I hesitated for a moment and considered calling her back...  I decided
not to, though.  This was already getting way too emotional for me and I
really couldn't handle it if she told me that she hated me.  Feeling
depressed and sad, I made my way back to the car and drove away.
   *****
   A moan came from the backseat, making me quickly turn around.  I smiled
when my eyes took in the sight of the beautiful cheerleader lying on the
backseat, and I instantly felt a whole lot better.  I may have lost mom and
B's friends, but at least I wasn't completely alone.  I now had this
gorgeous brunette to play with and keep me company, and I had a lot of new
stuff and money left from my life as B.  Not to mention these hot new
wheels...  Sure, I had to dump the car in a day or so and get some new
transportation, but for now: I was all set and ready to go!
   Things are looking up already.
   Pulling over to the side of the road, I went into the backseat and
removed Cordy's blouse.  After eyeing and fondling her big, bra-clad tits
for a while, I turned her around and used the blouse to bind her arms
together.
   With her arms tied behind her back, her tits stood out even further,
straining against the sheer material of the black, lacy bra.  Those are
some knockers the cheerleader has!  I can hardly wait to get a taste of
them...  but first I need to create some more distance between me and
Sunnydale.  Climbing back in the front seat, I quickly drove away.
   As I drove my new car across the dark and silent highway, thoughts of B
back in Sunnydale went through my mind...  I chuckled as I pictured B
taking her clothes off for the first time since being back in her body...
Standing naked in front of a mirror, seeing her permanently bald pussy and
pierced clit & nipples in the reflection...  Heh!  Too bad I can't see the
look on her face when that happens!  I wonder if she'll like her new hairdo
and jewellery as much as mom and I did...
   I was laughing loudly by the time I visualized B finding the
videocassette (the one I'd labelled: Best of Buffy) that I left in her
knife display case (instead of my knife that was now safely with me) and
watching it: seeing herself strip down in the middle of the cemetery and
riding Spike's cock...  before leaning over a headstone and getting
butt-fucked by the vamp!  And after that she could enjoy the already
classic footage of Buffy Summers giving her best friend Willow Rosenburg
her first butt-fuck AFTER she just took her best friend's girlfriend's
cherry!
   Heh!  Best lesbian porn flick I've ever seen -- I'm glad I have an
unedited copy of it with me.
   With that sight burned into B's mind forever, there's still a full hour
of Anya/Buffy/Xander footage she can enjoy...  B will probably be quite
numb after watching the Buffy/Spike and Buffy/Willow/Tara action, but I'll
bet that seeing herself licking Anya's pussy while her dorky friend Xander
fucks her doggie-style in both her holes, will still have quite an effect
on her!
   I was laughing so hard now, that I almost drove my car off the road...
Oops, need to be a little more careful there...  I don't want to pull a
"Giles" and park my car against a tree.
   With some difficulty, I managed to control my laughter.  Smiling
brightly while other sweet Buffy moments went through my mind (like B
finding out that she's completely broke now) I steadily drove on, planning
to keep on driving until dawn.  Then I would find a nice quiet motel where
I could give my own personal cheerleader her first test-drive.  The thought
of using my 9" strap-on on the stuck-up former society queen not only made
my mouth water but also made me moist in another place.
   Epilogue - Nine months later...  (F/F, BDSM, D/s, exhib)
   Hey B,
   How ya doing, girlfriend?
   I planned to write you a lot sooner, but because of my hasty exit from
Sunnyhell I wasn't all that prepared for moving, so it took me awhile to
get settled somewhere else.  Meanwhile, I also had Cordelia's training on
my hands...I don't need to tell ya: that gal's a real handful!  (and I'm
not just talkin' about her rack!  Heheheh!) Anyhow, working on C kept me
busy most of the time (though I have to admit: I enjoyed every second of
it).  And if that wasn't enough, I also had to look for a way to start
making some cash (I knew that the money I got from your emptied bank
accounts wouldn't last forever, and the new improved me wants to be
prepared for the future).
   So all things considered, I guess you can understand that giving you and
the gang an update on our situation completely slipped my mind...
   Finally got my shit together though, so let me give you the 411: You'll
be happy to hear that Cordy and I are doing fine.  We have a nice, steady
income and are living in a great apartment.  Also, C's training went great!
She is now completely trained and the perfect little bitch: At this moment,
she has her face buried in my pussy and is giving me some of the best head
I've ever had.
   Speaking of bitchy cunt-lickers: how's Willow doing?  I hope you haven't
wasted the training I've given her, and she's on her knees with her head
between your legs while you are reading this letter, just like C is between
mine while I am writing it.
   Halting my writing for the moment, I gazed down at the brunette
ex-cheerleader: positioned on her hand and knees between my legs, wearing
only a black, silver-studded dog collar, and watched as her -now expert-
tongue darts in & out my cunt in-between stroking my inflamed lips. 
Smiling contently, I reach down and affectionally pet her hair.
   "That's a good bitch," I whisper.
   Looking up, she shoots me a happy smile, then -grateful for the praise-
dips her head back where it belongs and continues the pussy-licking with
even more passion then before.
   Sighing in bliss, I return to my writing:
   As a reward, I took her out last week and let her have a hair-removal
treatment so her little cunt stays as smooth as yours, without having to
shave it every day.  As an extra treat, I also gave her the exact same
piercings that I got for you (see the photo I included with this letter).
   Picking up the picture I took yesterday with my new Polaroid camera, I
snicker, "Oh, B is SO going to love this photo of you."
   The photograph showed C completely naked!  With her hands on her ankles,
she's holding her legs wide-open: showing off her completely bald slit with
pierced clit, and her big tits with pierced nipples while smiling brightly
into the camera.
   It truly was a work of art.
   I also included a letter from Queen C herself, there's a lot of new and
exciting stuff going on in her life right now that she wants to share with
you and Angel.  Speaking of Angel: How are the gonads doing, my vampire
friend?  Not that you can use them, of course...  but it's always nice to
have a good working pair in case you ever DO need them.
   Letter from Cordelia>
   Dear Angel, Buffy, Doyle, Giles, Willow & Xander, :)
   As my Mistress probably told you already: there's lots of new and
exciting stuff happening in my life, which I'd really like to share with
you guys.  First though, I want you all to know that I am really happy in
my new life.  Mistress Faith is very pleased with how well trained I
already am and treats me with great kindness (sometimes too kind as She
often tells me): She now only paddles or spank me about once a day.
   I know I probably sound a lot different than you remember me.  Well,
that's because I've changed a lot in the time that I lived with my
Mistress, but it's all for the better!  You remember how obsessed I used to
be about clothing, jewellery and status?
   That's all a thing of the past now!  My status must be obvious already:
I belong to Mistress Faith, which is all the status I need or want.
   About my clothing: Well, most of the time, I walk -or crawl- (depending
on the Mistress' mood) around the house naked; and whenever Mistress Faith
takes me out in public, She picks out the cutest little outfits for me to
wear.  I've got quite a lot of different outfits, and the one thing they
got in common is that they all do a terrific job of showing off my "assets"
(as my Mistress likes to say).  And the best thing about them is that my
Mistress always decides which one I'm gonna wear (which saves me the
trouble I had in the past of worrying about which outfit to wear to what
occasion).  Sometimes -on special occasions- Mistress Faith also allows me
to wear an outfit inside the house, usually the French maid outfit or my
cheerleader uniform (my Mistress had a tailor recreate the EXACT outfit I
wore in Sunnydale High).  We always have a lot of fun on those days!  :)
But I will tell you about that in another letter (Mistress Faith wants me
to keep this letter short and to the point).
   As for my jewellery...  well, you can see on the photo that the Mistress
took of me, the kind of jewellery I now wear.  :) :)
   I hope you all like the picture, though I'm pretty sure you will.
   Specially Xander and Doyle.  :) Hey, Willow!  The Mistress just told me
that you'll probably like the photo as much as the guys!  :)
   Seriously, I'd love to hear what you guys have to say about my photo. 
Did you notice I look really good and in shape?  Well, how could you not,
you can practically give me a pelvic exam using this picture!  :) The
reason I look so good is because Mistress Faith has me going through a
rigorous exercise program every day, and She also takes me to the gym twice
a week.  You wouldn't believe the kind of outfit I wear during fitness in
that place!  I know I would have just died of embarrassment if I'd worn
that for even only an hour of gym in Sunnydale High!!
   That just proves once again, what a stuck-up little bitch I used to be
in those days.  I know I already changed quite a lot since moving to Los
Angeles, but I'm really grateful that Mistress Faith has helped me get rid
of any bitchiness that remained.  The only kind of bitch I am right now is
my Mistress' bitch.  :)
   You're probably all wondering what it is that I wear during my
exercises...  Well, you'll just have to wait until my next letter to find
out.  :) Mistress Faith says that She'll take some snapshots of me, next
time I work out there.  Here's a little hint though: because of the
clothing I wear in that place (or rather not wear), neither my Mistress nor
I have to pay any club fee.  The owner even pays my Mistress $50,- a week
to let me fitness there!  He says that because of me, his clientele has
increased substantially.  :):):)
   So, Doyle, Xander and Willow, I'm pretty sure you're going to like those
photos as much as the one that came with this letter.
   The Mistress just said that She'll send the three of you, your own
personal copies of the pictures with my autograph on them!  Isn't She
nice!!
   I am very proud that She is so taken with me and that I play an
important role in providing for the both of us.  Yeah, that's right!  Me,
Cordelia Chase, who never held a serious job in her entire life (until I
started working for you, Angel), is earning money, and lots of it.
   You remember the acting career I couldn't get started?  Well, my
Mistress has helped me get a job in the movie industry.  At first, I wasn't
really happy with the parts they made me play, but Mistress Faith explained
to me that it takes as much talent and acting to play these parts as it
does for any other regular movie part, and now I'm happy that She made me
go through with it.  Because, I'm really, really successful at it!  My
Mistress and my agent both tell me that I'm considered one of the best in
the entire industry!!  That's pretty good, isn't it?  Certainly if you
consider that I've only been in the business for about 8 months.
   Anyway, let me tell you something about the movies I starred in:
   My debut was in the movie titled: "Cheerleader Cordelia does the
football team".  It's about the captain of the cheerleading team, named
Cordelia (sounds familiar?  :)) who gets it on with the entire football
team.  Not too original you might think, but it has some interesting
scenes. One scene takes place when the team I am cheering for just won the
championship: The captain of the cheerleading team (me) promised them they
could gangbang her IF they win the championship.  And when they finally
win, instead of taking her to the locker room, they take her right there on
the field!  They filmed it in such a way, that it looks like a crowd of
thousands is watching my gangbang!  Instead of only the hundred or so
people who were really on the stands (no big surprise that they didn't have
to pay those people any money to be there).  The ending of the scene is
pretty interesting too: they do a circle jerk around me and cum all over my
body and face!  That was actually kind of gross; when they finished I
looked like some slime monster from Sunnydale.
Anyway, the movie was a big hit, so a sequel was quickly made:
"Cheerleader Cordelia does the cheerleading team".  Easy to guess what this
movie is about.  It contains, of course, a lot of lesbian action (I've
eaten more pussy during the production of that movie than ever before), but
it also has quite a few scenes where my team and me do cheerleading
practice in various stages of undress.  This is actually the part a lot of
men seemed to enjoy most.  They just love seeing us dance around and do
flips naked -or wearing only a short skirt- and see our titties jiggle
around.  Apparently, seeing this is some kind of long nourished fantasy a
lot of men had since they were in high school.
   After this one, which is also a big hit, I did another movie titled:
"Cheerleader Cordelia does Ebony".  In that movie I sort of become the
bitch for three black men "who are going to teach this little rich bitch a
lesson!" (I'm quoting from the movie box now).  Actually they teach me a
LOT of lessons because they fuck me in about every way imaginable.  Ever
heard of the rumour that black men have big dicks?  Well, in this case that
was certainly true!  I can tell you that it wasn't easy getting those large
cocks inside of me...  Especially not in the scenes where we were having a
foursome, and they each occupied one of my holes.
   This one ALSO turned out to be a great hit!  In fact, all three movies
currently occupy the top ten of best-selling adult videos!!
   I just finished making my fourth movie, but they are going to wait a
while before they bring it on the market (they are waiting until my first
three movies are out of the top thirty of best-selling videos).  You guys
don't have to wait until then to see it, though.  Besides copies of the
first three movies I made, my Mistress will also send you a special copy of
my last movie.  :)
   The script for this movie is once again completely written by my
Mistress; just like my first three films (She's really talented!).  It is
titled: "Cheerleader Cordelia gets kidnapped by hicks!" Although I believe
they are going to change the title before it gets on the market in:
"Cheerleader Cordelia gets kidnapped!" Apparently they don't want to insult
any hicks who may want to buy this video.
This movie is a lot more pornographic than the other three.  At first, I
didn't think that was possible, but it is...
   The story, this time, is that a family of hicks kidnaps me; they do all
kinds of nasty things to me while keeping me as their slave.
   They kind of treat me like a farm animal: keeping me in a stable, making
me crawl around the farm naked, whipping and switching both my tits and
ass, using a milk machine on my teats, making me pee in a meadow while they
watch...  At one point they even made me mate with a donkey!  That was
certainly rough; if you think those black men had big dicks you should have
seen that donkey!  Oh my God!!
   Anyway, I won't say anything more, you'll just have to watch and see. 
:)
   So...  this is about it, I suppose.  I could tell you all a lot more
about the many strange and wonderful things that have happened to me since
my Mistress took me from my old life and made me Hers, but Mistress Faith
wants me to finish the letter, so I guess that will have to wait until the
next time we write.  :)
   I hope you guys are all well...  bye!
   Love,
   Cordelia Chase
   P.S.  Doyle?  I'm sorry we never got a chance to go on a date like you
wanted.  On the bright side, though: you do get to see me naked, so that
should count for something.  :)
   Faith's letter continues>
   See, there's no need to worry, like C writes: she's doing fine.
   Better than fine actually, she's a big hit in the adult movie business!
I tell you that girl's got some real talent for porn!  I'm sure you'll all
agree after you've seen the movies.
   Perhaps something for your weekly Scooby movie night, B?  You know, the
one you never invited me to.
   Anyhow, I'm sure you'll love it!  Especially the last movie shows C's
talents real well.  I mean: I'm not sure if even *I* could have taken that
huge donkey cock up my ass!  I know for a fact, that there is no way in
hell you ever could, B (though maybe I judge too quickly...  After all,
Spike did manage to get his huge cock up your ass).  Anyway, as you can see
from the picture on the tape's cover: Cordy managed to take it all the way
in - all the while keeping a big smile on her face!
   Speaking of porn tapes, I hope you like the one I made of you?  You are
no Cordelia Chase, but you do have some talent for the porn industry
yourself.
   Who knows?
   Since your savings and tuition money are...  uhm...  let's say
confiscated.  You might want to try out for a movie part with me; I think I
can get you a spot as co-star next to C in her next flick.  Hell, I might
even give you a leading role in your own movie.  I already got the title:
"Buffy the Vampire Layer" heheheh...DON'T bring Angel though, we don't want
the movie suddenly becoming a snuff film when he gets a happy... 
Hahahaha!!
   Oh!  I slay myself!!  Which I suppose is still a lot better then you
doing it for me.  Heheheh!
   All kidding aside though, if you ever need to make some extra money
-which you probably will; at least if you want to continue your preppy
education- then I'm here for you, B.
   Well, not "here" exactly, because after I post the letters and packages,
Cordy and I are going to do some moving (though we will stay long enough to
take a few pictures of C during fitness, wouldn't want you missing out on
THAT).  But anyway, if you send email to the address I wrote in the header
then I'll get it (btw, your little bitchy-witchy friend will only be
wasting her time if she plans on trying to hack into my account, I'm not
THAT stupid).
   Guess this is about all I have to write for now.
   So...  say hello to your mother and the gang from me.  Please tell Giles
that I'm sorry I didn't have enough time to fuck him as well (he must be
feeling kinda left out by now) and tell Angel I'm sorry I didn't have time
to kiss his booboo and make it all better (perhaps you can do that for me,
B?)
   Yours faithfully,
   Faith
   Oops, I almost forgot: Thanks for lending me your body, B!
   *****
   The End
   (c)2001-2004 by Oric13 - Email: Oric13@xs4all.nl
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