Willow Did a Bad Thing
by Red
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[Joss' people, just playing here.]
"But Buffy, I was only try-"
"Save it, Will," the Slayer cut her off. "I don't want to hear it. It was wrong and you know it."
The redhead turned her green eyes to her girlfriend for sympathy, but Tara merely shook her head.
"You've been very bad, honey, and you must be punished," she stated, stroking the wood in her hand. "Now bend over that table."
Willow glanced at Buffy, then back to Tara and swallowed hard. There was no way out of this and she knew it. She had encouraged Dawn to do a resurrection spell, even though she knew she shouldn't have and now she was going to pay the price, the price being a spanking that was going to be administered by both her girlfriend, a powerful witch and her best friend, the Slayer. Boy was she in trouble!
Sure, they had played little spanking games all of the time, taking turns playing the naughty little witch and the bad Slayer. And she was quite confident that Buffy was not going to unleash her wealth of Slayer strength on her. However, Tara had made it painfully clear that this was no game and Buffy had assured her that a lesson would be learned.
"Willow, over the table, now!"
The sternness of Tara's voice made her jump and she quickly positioned herself over the table, giving the blondes a perfect target. Thank the goddess they had allowed her to wear jeans.
Tara smoothed a hand over her girlfriend's denim covered bottom and looked at Buffy. The Slayer nodded.
"Alright, Willow, I'm going to spank you first. I'm going to give you ten for giving Dawn the book, then ten more for doing it behind my back. I want you count after each one and thank me, understood?"
"Yes," Willow replied, closing her eyes and preparing herself for the first smack.
When it fell, she had to muffle a cry. Tara was using a bit of magic.
"One," she said, gripping the table. "Thank you."
*Smack*
"Two, thank you."
*Smack*
Buffy watched as Tara administered swat after swat to Willow's backside, wincing slightly each time the wood cracked against the denim. Tara had used a bit of magic to increase the loudness of the paddling and it sounded a lot worse than it actually was, but she had also used a bit for strength and there was no doubt, looking at Willow's clenched teeth and white knuckled grip, that the hacker was starting to feel the burn.
"Twenty, thank you," Willow grumbled, her breathing now fast and heavy.
Tara hadn't lied, this was definitely no game. She was being seriously punished. Still, despite that fact, along with the fact that her behind was slightly on fire and about to get even hotter, she couldn't help but feel a little, tingly inside. And now, it was Buffy's turn.
"How are you doing, Will?" Buffy asked, moving behind her.
"I'm so sorry, Buffy, really, I was only trying to help," she replied, genuinely sorry for ever mentioning that blasted book.
"I know, Will, I know. " She smoothed a hand gently over her bottom. "And this will be over soon then it will all be forgotten."
Willow shivered with desire as Buffy's hand rested lightly on her warm backside. Oh, how she wanted a Slayer spanking!
"I'm going to spank you by hand, Will," Buffy said, "on your bare bottom."
Before Willow could digest this information, she heard Tara mutter a few words and the next thing she knew she was bare from the waist down. A second later, she was hoisted over Buffy's shoulder and carried to the sofa, where she was carefully placed over the Slayer's lap. It wasn't the first time she had been in this position, but she had a feeling this time would be like no other.
"You get twenty five from me, Will, you know what to do," Buffy gently said.
Willow nodded and the slayer spanking began. From the first slap, Willow had no doubt that a lesson was indeed, being learned. Buffy wasn't hitting her hard enough to cause anything more than some serious stinging, but as with Tara, there was no game being played. The Slayer was punishing her and doing a darn fine job of it, as the redhead's behind easily testified. Willow knew that she would be tummy sided for the rest of the night. And yet, the more heat that was applied to her bum, the more heat grew between her thighs.
Buffy smiled, feeling the warmth emit from her best friend and lover. She couldn't believe it. The little vixen was enjoying this! Deciding to expand the lesson, the Slayer allowed a tad bit more strength to flow and when the next spank fell, Willow cried out.
"Fifteen, thank you," she gasped. That one was harder than the others. "Sixteen, thank you."
Buffy was using Slayer strength! Not a lot, but enough to-Ow! That really hurt!
Tara fought back a chuckle, as Willow began squirming on Buffy's lap. Her girlfriend's behind was now on it's way to matching the color of her hair. Buffy had obviously added a drop of muscle and judging from the look in her hazel eyes, more than Willow's bottom was on fire. Taking a few deep breaths, she fanned herself with her hand and kept her blue eyes on them.
"Twenty, ow, thank you. "
Willow's voice was now riddled with tears as Buffy continued spanking her. She finished the final five even harder, bringing the redhead in her lap to a sobbing howl, then tenderly smoother her burning bum.
Turning her eyes to Tara, Buffy gave a slight nod and the witch stood up and moved to the sofa next to them. Reaching out, she caressed Willow's blazing behind.
"Have you learned your lesson, honey?" she asked, stroking red hair with her other hand.
"Yes, yes, I have, I promise," Willow answered, wiping her eyes.
"Good girl," Buffy said, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on her bottom. "Now, let's get you upstairs and take care of this sweet ass."
Tara helped her up then turned her over to Buffy, who picked her up and headed up the stairs.
As the trio made their way to the bedroom, Tara said, "Next time, I want to be the one in trouble."
Buffy and Willow exchanged a smile.
"Ok, you can be the Slayer," the redhead stated, "and you're being punished for falling in love with a vampire."
"Hey!" Buffy cried, stepping into the bedroom. "Want a little more do ya, witch?"
Willow looked at her with a raised brow and a mischievous grin.
"Maybe," she purred.
Buffy wiggled her brow and within seconds, was sitting on the bed, Willow stretched out over her knee.
"Hey, my turn!" Tara exclaimed, pouting.
"Not to worry, honey," Buffy replied, smiling at her. "The Slayer has plenty of spanks to go around."
FINISHED