By Oric13

Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Joss Whedon, but the story itself belongs to me. Authors Notes: The story takes place shortly after "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 fought and bitched her way back as Queen of Sunnydale High. Warning: This story contains lesbian sex, spanking, D/s, humiliation and a bit of SM, if you don't like that or are too young for it then don't read this story. Prologue Buffy Summers was busy patrolling through one of Sunnydale’s many cemeteries, she had already staked six vampires that evening and was about to call it a night. Walking towards the entrance of the cemetery she 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. Buffy 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 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 One 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 Xander Lavelle (can you believe it!) Harris. “Well, time to go home and get some sleep. 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 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 Cordelia, 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 Cordelia’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 Two 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 other joined her… and together they entered the halls of Sunnydale High. ***** “Hey, Cordy! Wait up!” Turning her head, 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! 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 of a certain brunette 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 and focussed 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 didn’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. “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 here.” “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 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,” Giles interrupted him. “We still could need 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 looking at 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 find 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 pulled 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 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 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 shooting people 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 eyelids 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 Three ‘I can’t believe I kissed her!’ was Buffy’s first thought as she practically ran 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 the 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 palms of my hand…’ “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 get my mind of her,’ she finally decided when an hour later she still wasn’t asleep. After using the bathroom she quickly put on her clothes and sneaked out her bedroom window; not that is 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) had brought a date. And not just a date: Michael Faraday, Sunnydale High’s Star Quarterback. ‘I have to hand it to Cordy: 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 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 moccas, 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 suddenly 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 got a heart attack as 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.” 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 house in L.A. instead of in this vampire-invested-hole-in-the-ground-one-mall town?!’ Buffy smiled brightly 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 very cold 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 the cheerleader 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 girl’s 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 twin 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 to look at Cordelia, issuing the cheerleader a big, triumphant grin. “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… “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, hit the next two vamps under their chins with her feet… 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 very accurate assessment: Buffy closed in fast on the remaining vamp and floored him with two quick kicks and a upper cut, 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 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 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 subscription 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 someone else; 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, Buffy responded with a hard punch in the vampire’s stomach… With a loud grunt, Angelus 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 Four SMUT ALERT! This chapter contains some very graphic lesbian sex... don't like that? Then don't read it... ***** 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 had a maid living there… 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 thought. Her eye almost immediately fell on the big, canopy bed that dominated the room. Kicking off her shoes, Buffy leaped onto the King-- or rather 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 renowned attire. Walking to one of the three doors in the room, she opened it and walked 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 in amazement, 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 some poor girl who was going through some 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. Proof for her that after her loser period (as she 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… 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 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 it didn't: 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 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 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 continued she felt her juices starting to flow. 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 as 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 an electrical current. '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 started finger fucking her pussy. The cheerleader started to pant 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 Showbiz weekly." Buffy snickered at the cheerleader's 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. "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 pink little 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 deep, hot 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 hole, 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 attempt at begging. 'Cordelia is the only person I know who can make begging sound like insults…' However, she decided to take some pity on the horny brunette, and give 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 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's 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 grabbed Cordy's right hand gently 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 soft 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 growing as 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 that wasn't in her mouth. "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 Cordelia. 'Oh Shit! What the Hell just happened here?! I just can't believe some of the depraved things we did here…' the cheerleader 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 has 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 only a couple of minutes ago! What's the matter with you?! Are you 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 slit, 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, the Slayer 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 Slayer'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…" the blonde blissfully sighed while lying down beside the brunette. "That was incredible, Cordy!" she leaned over and kissed the cheerleader's soft lips. After 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.   previous part /:/ next part Back To Sacrificing Normalcy

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