Buffy The Vampire Slayer:
Thanks For Taking Care Of My Body, Faith Part 3 - Making Up Is Fun To Do
(FF,FFFf,inc,BDSM)
by GoolCaptain (goolcaptain@aol.com)

Buffy ticked Xander and Anya off her list as she dressed. The pair lay
exhausted in the bed behind her, the latest chapter in her quest to fuck
everyone Faith had whilst she was in her body. Looking through her diary
there was still quite some way to go.

"Buffy!" Joyce called from downstairs. "Angel's on the phone for you."

* * *

"You know there's a physical limit to how many times I can say I'm sorry"
Faith protested.

"True" admitted Buffy folding her arms over her chest, "I just don't think
you've reached it yet."

Faith sighed. "What do want? Blood? Whip me?"

Buffy raised an eyebrow in true Roger Moore fashion. "I'd say yes but
according to mom you might just like it. Besides, it couldn't hurt as much
as having my PIERCINGS REMOVED!"

"Did you keep the Brazilian look?" Faith asked with a slight smile.

Buffy glared at her.

Faith decided to take a different tack. "I'm sorry for taking your money,
I'll pay you back. I don't know how but I will."

Buffy pursed her lips, "That's OK, I made a small fortune once I'd
established my rights to the PORN TAPES you sold of me!"

"Oh God!" thought Faith rolling her eyes. "Look, I already did the jail
thing. How can I make this right, B?"

"Find a way to stop Tara sending me a secret Valentine Card every year?"

Faith decided it was time to keep a tactful silence. There was a timid knock
at the office door followed by Wesley opening it tentatively. Beyond it Faith
could see Cordelia talking intensely to Doyle, holding hands and staring into
each other's eyes. Gunn and Fred hovered around them trying not to eavesdrop
too obviously. Angel was brooding in his office whilst upstairs she could
hear Lorne rehearsing 'Smoke get's in your eyes'. Lilah was hard at work
hoovering up the remains of The Beast from the hotel lobby carpet.

"Maybe we should get her a little maids' outfit" Faith thought. Thinking
about it, Cordelia did have one that might fit her.

Wesley polished his glasses nervously, "Ah, we were thinking of ordering some
take-out food. We were wondering if you girls would like to join us?"

Buffy shrugged "We're OK."

Faith caught her eye as she said it, seizing on the double meaning a second
before Buffy did. Buffy gave her a baleful glance with the merest hint of
forgiveness thrown in. Even this subtlest trace was enough to set Faith's
heart aflutter.

"Yes Wes" Faith affirmed, "We're OK."

She smiled.

"Don't think this squares us" Buffy warned her as Wes left.

"What if I told folks about your mom? People might be very interested in what
she gets up to behind closed doors?"

The colour drained from Buffy's face "You mean...?"

"Relax, I won't tell. We square now?"

Buffy shook her head. "I think a lot more ass kissing is required first!"

"My pleasure" Faith smiled a wicked grin and stood up, taking Buffy by the
arms, turning her around and bending her over the table. Buffy started to
struggle but began giggling as Faith hiked up her skirt and started gently
nibbling her buttocks.

"I see you're still wearing that thong I bought" Faith observed.

"What? Oh, ah...ah!"

Faith slid her hands up Buffy's inner thighs, gently kneading the sensitive
flesh there with her fingertips, causing Buffy to tremble. She began to
interfere with the sensitive flesh between Buffy's arse cheeks with one sharp
fingernail causing Buffy to squirm and writhe exquisitely, desperately
propping her hands against the desk for support, her nails scratching the
woodwork in frustration. Faith planted a series of soft kisses at the base of
Buffy's spine, just above the material of her thong. Now where was that spot?
Oh yes...

"Ah...ah...uh, how, how did you know about that? Ah...uh" Buffy gasped
breathlessly, by now dripping with sweat.

"Did some exploring whilst I was borrowing" Faith slipped her finger under
the front of Buffy's thong and began to pull the soft material back and
forth, letting it stray within her labia lips and rub her clitoris with the
most delightful friction imaginable. Buffy moaned so loudly Faith was half
afraid the others would hear. She stripped the thong off and used it to tie
an unresisting Buffy's hands behind her back.

Her hands found Buffy's nipples and massaged them to a pert hardness. When
she judged Buffy to be entirely helpless she slid her fingers inside her
cunny, making her spread her legs as far as they would go. Faith had half
forgotten how flexible Buffy was. She began sliding her fingers in and out
with deliberate slowness, ruthlessly teasing Buffy who frenziedly ground
her pelvis against Faith's hand. She placed a series of nasty love bites
on the nape of Buffy's neck and slapped her hips with a good dozen stinging
blows, the combined actions generating a series of frantic grunts from the
helpless blonde Slayer.

Faith wound Buffy's hair into a ponytail around her hand and gently but
firmly pulled her head backwards so that she could whisper in her ear.

"Are we OK now?" Faith asked again.

"W-what? No, we're...ahh...ahh!"

Faith moved her fingers faster and faster, Buffy shaking with passion, her
cunny pouring vaginal juices over Faith's hand. Her little finger slid into
Buffy's ass, the sharp nail causing Buffy to shudder as it teased the
sensitive flesh there. Her other fingers toyed with Buffy's cunny, thrusting
into her hot V. Faith raised the blonde Slayer onto her tiptoes, controlling
her with one hand as easily as if she were a glove puppet, Buffy totally in
her power. Her other hand cruelly pinched Buffy's nipples, bringing her to
the very brink of orgasm. She kissed, licked and nibbled on Buffy's neck and
shoulder.

"Are we OK now?" Faith repeated.

"YES!!!...YES!!!!" Buffy screamed as Faith brought her to a devastating
climax.

Faith let Buffy recover, untying her hands and placing them on her ample
breasts, heaving with excitement. Buffy began to gently squeeze and grope
Faith's cleavage, slowly feeling her way. They kissed, long, probing, deep
kissing from a need both had denied for far too long. Buffy unlaced Faith's
top, unwrapping the wondorous present of her nubile breasts, bursting
joyously out of their low cut prison. She began to kiss, nuzzle, bite and
suck them, Faith murmuring her approval and stroking Buffy's hair.

"You know why I loved your mom so much?" she said dreamily.

"She's a very hot woman and you wanted maternal love?" Buffy replied,
breaking away, still pretty much in a daze.

"Partly."

"She's really good at punishment?" Buffy suggested giving an involuntary
shiver.

"That too. But really I think it was because she reminded me of you so much."

Buffy paused for a moment, mulling the compliment over. "Good thing Dawn
wasn't home" she decided at last.

Faith smiled roguishly "She must be legal by now, surely?"

Buffy looked at Faith disapprovingly again. Faith chuckled. "Tell you what
though, both of your fuckholes are a lot tighter than when I left you. How'd
you do that? Magic?"

Buffy shrugged "Yoga."

"You must teach me that. Speaking of which when I got my body back I had a
few bumps and scrapes in places I couldn't explain?"

Buffy coloured again "That was getting away from the council guys."

It was Faith's turn to raise the Roger Moore eyebrow "And how exactly did you
'persuade' them to release you?"

Buffy took Faith by the shoulders and forced her unresistingly to her knees,
perching her own backside on the desk and wrapping her thighs around Faith's
head. "Oh no, you have to earn that story."

"How will I hear the story with her legs clenched around my ears?" Faith
thought but began to obediently lick Buffy's cunt, finding Buffy's g-spot
with an effortlessness that stemmed from a truly unique familiarity, making
Buffy shudder with pleasure. With one hand Faith began to nip and pinch
Buffy's buttocks again, producing a series of delighted squeals. Her other
hand slid down the front of her own hipsters and began to vigorously
masturbate herself as she did so.

* * *

"But...!"

"I..."

"What she...."

"I didn't..."

"ENOUGH!" Joyce declared, finally shutting Buffy, Dawn and Faith up. They
stood like naughty schoolgirls in front of the headmistress as Joyce looked
them over.

"Now Faith you've been very naughty...."

"Naugh...?" Buffy began to protest before catching Joyce's glance and
thinking the better of it.

"You're going to have to be punished for that. The Council has squared
matters with the authorities but I've asked the them and Rupert and they've
agreed that you should stay here with us and I am to be responsible for
disciplining you" Faith couldn't help smile a coy little smile at the
thought.

"Yes Mom" she replied.

"DON'T call her that!" Dawn objected.

"Yes" Joyce agreed "I think from now on Faith should address me only as
Mistress."

Buffy and Dawn looked a little shocked at the suggestion. Faith looked quite
pleased. "Yes, Mistress" she replied, grinning.

"As for you Buffy, I think this experience has taught me that I've been
letting both you and Dawn away with too much for too long. There's going to
be some changes around here" She drew a thin length of bamboo cane from the
umbrella stand. "First I'm going punish you all then we're going to all help
Faith move in. She can share Buffy's room for now, we can get a second bed,
if we need it" The inference of the last sentence was lost on no one present.

"How come it's my room?" Buffy asked sullenly.

"I don't want Faith waking Dawn up coming and going at all hours on Slayer
duties, Dawn's a growing girl who needs her sleep. Then we'll all make dinner
and all spend an evening together like a proper family."

Dawn was still staring wide-eyed at the cane Joyce was flexing in her hands.
Faith's grin grew wider. Buff adopted an air of resignation. "We have to
patrol" she offered lamely.

Joyce nodded "Of course, I'll wait up for you both after I put Dawn to bed."

Dawn opened her mouth to speak but couldn't summon the courage for words.
Joyce indicated the couch. Without a word Faith obediently pulled down her
leathers and draped herself over it. Dawn stared agog at Faith's shapely
backside, clad only in a scandalously skimpy black lace G-string as Buffy
surrendered completely, undoing her own hipsters and joining Faith over the
sofa, her skimpy pink lace panties riding up over her hips as she did so.

Buffy looked over to Faith who winked at her warmly. "I think life just got
a lot more exciting" she decided as a very uncertain Dawn joined them, Joyce
pulling down her jeans to reveal a pair of tiny plain white cotton panties
with a winking kitten embossed on the front, pulled tightly upwards for the
thong effect. Buffy had never noticed before what shapely hips and buttocks
Dawn possessed, her breasts increasingly large and prominent. She was one
mature teenager. But then so Buffy had been. "Might be a good thing" she
mused.

SWISH, CRACK!

"OHHHHH!" Dawn shrieked. Buffy bit her lip as the cane cut through the air
and lashed their backsides in one sharp stroke. Faith seemed lost in ecstasy,
Buffy felt the familiar erotic heat of a spanking beginning to spread from
her stinging buttocks to her cunny which was already starting to moisten
slightly. She shifted position slightly, rubbing her throbbing clitty and
already hardening nipples through the fabric of her clothes and against the
rough leather material of the sofa.

She looked over at Dawn whose expression was already transforming from pain
to a bewildered combination of perfectly wanton pleasure and desire.

"I guess we have a new sister?" she remarked to her as she tensed for another
blow, the sharp swishing of the cane scything through the air giving her
ample warning and sending a delicious shiver of anticipation through her
body. She raised her backside to meet the coming blow. Dawn copied her
actions. She didn't have to look at Faith to know she was doing the same.

"Guess so" Dawn had time to reply before the cane struck home once more on
it's pert targets.

SWISH CRACK!

"OHHHHHH!"

* * *

Dawn stripped off her Girl Scout outfit, unbuttoning her azure blue blouse
and shimmying out of her plain black shorts until she was just in her white
socks, bra and panties. They were plain, viriginal white lace but could not
disguise her fast developing curves and hips, her breasts seeming to get
daily bigger, straining against the soft material of her bra. They made her
feel pretty top heavy but she'd already noticed the boys couldn't keep their
eyes off her, especially when she wore her tight blue sweater. Even the girls
in her gym class had begun staring at her enviously in the showers. She would
have to buy herself a larger size to try and contain her blossoming titties.
It was obvious to all she was going to be an exceedingly buxom girl, maybe
even more so than Tara.

Maybe she was getting a little too old for Girl Scouts.

She'd already taken the opportunity to try out the new 'Exercise pole' Buffy
had installed in her bedroom. Buffy and Faith had showed her how and she was
now arguably better than they were. She couldn't wait to try out her moves at
The Bronze. Plus learn to ride the motorbikes each had purchased.

She admired herself in the bathroom mirror, head back, legs slightly apart,
hands on her hips. Even she had to admit that she was a hottie. She'd had to
look up the word 'nubile' the first time someone had called her it but she
was pretty sure she was it. She continued to strip until she was entirely
naked. She turned and bent over, inspecting her well spanked backside in the
mirror, parting her ass cheeks as she did so. Joyce's cane had even marked
the sensitive flesh deep between them, the red stripes on her skin continuing
even in her most intimate places. It still hurt but it also produced a warm,
pulsing, glowing sensation that she had to admit was not at all unpleasant.

She rubbed her nipples with her fingers and gently stroked her soft, chesnut
brown triangle of pubic between her thighs. It gave her a special tingle deep
inside and she sighed contentedly. She stepped into the shower and turned the
water on.

The first she knew of Faith being there was when she opened the shower door.

Dawn covered herself, mortified at Faith seeing her completely nude. She'd
seen plenty of Faith's naked body lately. In fact Faith never seemed to wear
anything at all around the house unless they were expecting company. What was
more Buffy and mom where beginning to act the same way, all three lazing
around wearing nothing or the next thing to it. But Dawn had to admit she'd
pretty much gone along with it, wearing less and less herself, delighting in
cuddling up to the rest of her family for long, affectionate evenings
watching TV on the couch. She'd also come to appreciate her mom's newfound
fondness for corporal punishment.

And the sight of their naked bodies never failed to take her breath away.

Nubile.

Faith closed the shower door, Dawn shocked by the nearness of their naked
forms.

"How...how did you get in?" it was the first thing she could think off.

Faith reached past her to where the shampoo and soap were situated on the
wall. "Learnt lockpicking in prison. Need a shower Dawnie, got all hot and
sweaty doing some slaying."

She proffered Dawn the soap. "Wash my back?"

Dawn timidly took the soap before she knew what she was doing. Faith turned
her back to her and waited.

Dawn nervously worked the soap into a lather and began to softly apply the
suds to Faith's skin. She began to relax a little as she felt, letting her
hands begin to explore the Faith's body, tracing over her back, rubbing her
shoulders and arms. She began to be more and more daring letting her fingers
touch lightly on Faith's hips and thighs.

"You have a nice touch Dawnie" Faith complimented her.

Dawn couldn't help smiling.

Faith turned around. Dawn froze but Faith took her hands and guided them to
her breasts. Dawn stared deeply into her eyes as she continued to rub and
caress Faith's swelling nipples. Faith guided one of her hands lower before
taking the soap from her and copying her actions.

"Just do as I do" she whispered to her, kissing her on the cheek and gently
nibbling on her earlobe.

"Ok" Dawn squeaked in excitment and nervousness. She began moaning softly at
Faith's touching, her nipples hard, her legs flexing slowly apart. Faith
grinned and much to Dawn's suprise turned the water off. They stepped out and
dried each other off. Faith drew the towel back and forth between Dawn's
thighs, the soft edge of the material slipping between the swollen lips of
her labia and rubbing against her stiff little clitty. Even though she was
now dry Dawn felt herself getting wet again.

Faith extended her hand. Dawn took it wordlessly and they walked hand in hand
to Dawn's room and slipped into the bed.

"Dawn!"

They both looked up. Joyce and Buffy were standing in the doorway. Buffy was
wearing an extremely short white halter top, miniskirt and red shoes with
4-inch heels. It occured to Faith that Buffy was dressing a lot sluttier
nowadays but then she actually recognised the outfit as HER clothes, the same
ones she'd worn when she let Spike fuck her up the ass whilst she was bent
over the gravestone. Or rather the one she'd stripped off prior to letting
him do that. Joyce stood behind Buffy resting her chin on her elder
daughter's shoulder, Buffy nuzzling her head into Joyce's hair. Her hands
were clasped together over Buffy's bared midriff with Buffy resting her own
hands on her mother's in an unconsciously intimate gesture.

Dawn felt Faith's body tense up against her but saw her mother and sister
gaze at them with nothing but love and concern .

They came forward and sat on the bed.

"Are you ready Dawnie?" Joyce asked.

Dawn nodded. "I'm ready mommy"

"Are you sure?" Buffy inquired, even though she knew the answer.

"I'm sure" Dawn replied. Buffy and Joyce both kissed her on the cheek and
then kissed Faith.

"Be gentle with her" Joyce whispered in her ear.

"I will be" Faith responded.

"Don't take her virginity" Buffy warned her.

"I won't" Faith assured her with absolute honesty.

They walked out hand in hand, closing the door behind them with an
affectionate lingering glance.

Faith and Dawn held each other and just looked at one another for a moment,
enjoying the sensation of holding one another in their arms, their naked
bodies pressing against one another. Faith could feel Dawn shaking with
nervousness, her heart pounding against hers as though it was about to leap
out of her chest. She was overwhelmed by the loveliness of this wonderful
young girl in her embrace. She would be her first, she would always remember
this moment, this would always be special for her. There was lust in Dawn's
eyes but also innocence and wonder. Dawn was a virgin, untouched by human
hand. And she was Faith's, she was all Faith's.

Faith suddenly burst into tears.

"Faith, oh my god, I'm sorry, did...did I do something wrong?"

Faith snapped out of it in a moment.

"No, no, Dawn. You've done nothing wrong. It's just me that's all. You could
never do anything to spoil this" She took her hand again and stared into her
eyes.

"Only if you want to?" she asked the littlest Summers. It was Faith's turn to
tremble.

Dawn leaned forward and kissed Faith ever so softly. Faith forgot her tears
and just melted into the kiss.