Dawn & Anya work to please their masters

Dawn made her way back home to carry out Ethan’s orders. She couldn’t wait to see how her master would reward her for her latest task once it was completed. Back in her normal clothes again her original personality had once again become the dominant one but the perversion of her slutty alter ego still remained ever present corrupting her thoughts with dirty little fantasies. Her first thought was to pay a visit to her teacher Ms Calendar at Giles’ house and slip her the potion as Ethan had ordered under the pretence of some extra tuition at which point her mind filled with images of her sexy teacher giving her a lesson in sex ed, teaching her how to eat out her pussy and then maybe how to suck on Giles’ cock, given his height she imagined it would be big. But as her pussy burned at the dirty thoughts of what could happen at Giles’ she decided she was more likely to get a reward for slipping the potion to the most people and of course there were the dirty thoughts of her mother disciplining her if she were caught.

Looking around the kitchen she tried to find something that everyone or almost everyone would use, remembering she had to keep a few drops for Willow, Jenny and herself. At this point Buffy was still at the Magic Box with Giles doing research and her mom was probably still at work outside she could see Kennedy, Molly, Chloe, Rona, Vi, Amanda & Chao-Ahn training and assuming he was actually here Spike must have been in the basement hiding from the last vestiges of daylight.

Going to the fridge Dawn opened it and pulled out the bottle of milk. It was more or less full and everyone but Chao-Ahn drank it wanting so wanting to maximize the number of victims she split most of the vile between the milk and orange juice. Ethan had told her it would take time to work when diluted as much as this but she had to remain vigilant and remember to take the potion herself when the others began to show symptoms so she didn’t raise suspicion.

Meanwhile back in his motel room Warren was once again seated back at his computer. Tara and Willow were now sleeping off a long lesbian sex fest which next time was sure to make him a nice profit broadcast from his website but right now he was turning his attention to the cameras in place at Xander’s apartment.

Tuning in he saw Xander sitting in front of the TV flicking through the channels looking bored which wasn’t surprising, he hadn’t had sex since walking out on his wedding to Anya almost nine months ago and considering the amount of sex he’d gotten before it was no wonder he was always depressed.

Then there was knock at the door.

Warren moved to the edge of his seat as Xander got up, “Showtime.” He said rubbing his hands together.