Buffy, Faith, Willow & Cordy

As Buffy and faith re-materialized in their room both staggered about groggily, Faith finding her way to the couch Buffy managing to prop herself up on one of the shelves of pornos.

Shaking off the over whelming headache Buffy turned and looked at faith sprawled out on the couch, “I can’t believe I have to do what you say.”

“Neither can I think I’m gonna like this place, ‘bout time some one showed you you aren’t the boss of everyone so do you think this whatever they did to us actually works.” Asked Faith.

“Doubt it.” Said Buffy.

“Only one way to find out.”

“Oh don’t you dare.”

“Oh what you telling me what to do now B,” said Faith sitting up waving her finger about, “I’m the one calling the shots round here remember you’re my little bitch now smack yourself.”

“What.” Said Buffy fighting off a strange sensation growing in her.

“You heard smack yourself, good and hard cross the face.”

Buffy felt the sensation growing inside her again and couldn’t stop herself as she said, “Yes mistress” and smack herself hard across her left cheek.

Faith laughed and ordered her to do it again and again.

“Oh this is gonna be so much fun B.” said Faith getting up.

“Faith we can’t give in to what they’ve done that’s what they want.” Buffy said still in shock at what her body had just done.

“So what you don’t think I have the self control now do you, I’m not the one slappin’ herself in the face.” Said Faith getting angry again.

“Sorry.” Said Buffy, But…..wait where are you going.”

“To bed If that’s ok with you, I’ve been sleeping on a prison bunk for the last 9 months and that thing looks pretty damn comfortable.”

“Hey why do you get the bed?”

“’Cause I’m in charge and if that’s a problem well you know what go fuck yourself.”

Buffy suddenly dropped on to the couch undid her jeans and began to finger herself as Faith slammed the door to the bedroom shut but came back out when Buffy’s shouting began to annoy her.

“Ok new rule, you no talking unless I say so clear.”

“Yes Mistress.” Buffy said through clenched teeth.

“Good, three orgasms and you can stop, and if you need some help porn’s there.”

As Cordellia and Willow re-emerged in there room they immediately fell to the ground.

Cordellia reached down and began rubbing her still bare leg looking at her feet pointing down at a steep angle that meant without heels they only way she could stand was on the tips of her toes.

Willow slid over to the side of the couch and used it to puller herself up onto the tips of her toes and began to hobble towards on of the closets but only made it a few inches before falling back to the floor.

“I can’t believe this is happening, this has got to be at least five inches they’ve removed.” Said Willow.

“Ouch, those heels are gonna be killer.” Said Cordellia.

“Not as bad as trying to stand at the moment.” Replied Willow shifting onto her hands and knees to crawl towards the shoe closet.

But as she started the door opened and in stepped their large domineering helper slut.

“Good I like my little bitches on their knees waiting for my arrival. Now crawl over here.” She ordered.

The two girls looked at her defiantly prompting her to put down the two dog bowls she was carrying and push the button on her belt that activated the pain setting on the girls collars.

As they each clutched their necks in pain the helper slut revealed the only way they’d be able to make their pain stop was to crawl over and kiss her boot but ended up having the pain setting increased when they failed to show the proper respect as they crawled towards her picking up the pace as the pain increased and dutifully kissing her boot.

“Good Bitches, now eat.” She barked in her heavy German accent pointing to the dog bowls.

“You don’t expect us to eat that.” Said Cordellia looking at the goo like substance in the bowl.

The helper slut whipped Cordellia across the back, “You don’t expect us to eat that Mistress.” She snapped and I do, NOW EAT!”.

Willow slipped her hand into the bowl cupping a pile of the slimy substance bringing it to her mouth only to have the whip crack across her hand, “Bitches don’t use hands now eat.”

The two girls looked at each other not knowing what to do when the each got another whipping across the shoulders at which point the helper slut moved behind them and whipped them both hard across the backs before putting her spiked heel to Cordellia’s back and shoving her face first into the slime then doing the same for Willow before taking her riding crop from her belt and spanking them hard on the ass, Cordellia to Willow to Cordellia to Willow. CRACK, CRACK, CRACK making it very clear this would continue until the bowls were spotless.

“I see you two are going to be tough bitches good I like it when they don’t submit.” The leather clad dominatrix as she left the room.

“That bitch who the hell does she think she is.” Said Cordellia wiping the goo off her face with the sleeve of her top.

“I think she thinks she’s the one with the pain button and whips.” Said Willow rubbing her sore ass.

“I bet she wouldn’t be half as tough if she didn’t have her toys.” Cordellia said shuffling on her knees to the shoe closet, “You know I bet I could take her.” She pulled out a pair of black strappy heels and put them before getting to her feet stumbling a bit as she adjusted to the five inch pencil thin heels. She then whipped off the goo covered top leaving her in just her bra and thong before looking in the closet for something suitable to wear if you could call any of these outfits suitable.

“Maybe we should just do as she says next time.” Replied Willow still rubbing her ass.

Cordellia shot her a disapproving glance.

“Or not, it’s fine by me.” Replied Willow now putting on a pair of red pumps.

Cordellia looked at the expression on Willow’s face, “Oh my god you were turned on by that weren’t you.”

“No it’s just.”

“Just you enjoyed Nazi Bondage Barbies kinky sex games.”

“No no it just when Tara and I you know, I’m always the dominant one it’s just weird on this end.”

“I don’t need to hear this.” Said Cordellia returning to the closet.