Chapter 3 - Truth

 The snowbunnies were at work all day preparing for their stud’s big night. 

 Having been drafted, Cody suggested that they have a big house party and celebrate before he separated from his old teammates and new rivalries came about. Willow offered to see the preparations done along with Buffy while her husband went about his day. The two were putting the finishing touches in the living room and preparing to welcome the catering when the front door rang. 

 The redhead glanced from up the ladder down at her best friend. “Honey, can you get that?” 

“Sure thing,” said Buffy, smiling genuinely. It made her happy to follow the orders of the couple. Cody was always far more direct about what he wanted; Willow turned gentle, awkwardly phrasing her orders as requests, but there couldn’t have been any doubt in her mind that Buffy belonged to her. 

 Buffy knew deep down that she was Cody’s property and pet, which made her Willow’s by association. It was not unusual for her to passively worship her master’s BBC as he breakfasted or watched movies with his wife. While the black stud cuddled her bestie during sleep, Buffy always made her way between his legs to nuzzle against his balls or simply slept at their feet to show where she belonged in the relationship. There was no humiliation associated with it, only the feeling that she served him properly.

 That is, until she got up to do her work. Thankfully, she usually made it back in time before Cody - who could sleep all day if they let him - woke up. And Willow was good enough to cover her butt whenever things got too close. Her master was getting suspicious of her night-time activities, but his own busy life of training and playing high-intensity games and main interest in Willow kept him from pursuing the truth of the matter. So long as Buffy was there when he needed her, there were no problems. 

 Every so often, she would get the reward of Willow or Cody’s undivided attention; or, even better, that of both simultaneously, which was the real treat to hope for. But for the most part, she was content to serve and do her best job to make them happy in her complex position as friend/pet/slave/maid/worshiper… and vampire slayer. 

 Now, she padded over to the entrance and glanced up at the gate camera to see the irritated and impatient face gazing straight up into it. “Willow!...” 

“What is it?” There was no reply. “Buffy? What is it?!” Finally, the redhead climbed down from the ladder, annoyed, and came over. “What’s the-” 

 They both stared soundlessly up at the screen as Dawn buzzed one more time. “Why is she here?” said Buffy. “Did you tell her we live here?” 

“Of course not! She must have tracked us down somehow. The little brat.” Willow sounded impressed. 

“What am I supposed to do now!?” Dressed in her booty shorts and sports bra, Buffy reached up to her collar of ownership and tugged on it. BLACK ONLY. “I can’t go out like this!” 

 The redhead gave her an understanding look and bobbed her head. “Let me take care of it.” She grabbed her robe and put it around her skimpy outfit, then went out to greet Buffy’s sister. 

 Though she couldn’t hear a word, Buffy bit her thumbnail and anxiously watched the screen as Willow negotiated with Dawn. What does she even know? While it wouldn’t have been the end of the world for her sister to know about her new blacked life, it was just a bit too early. It would have been one thing if she were an adult in her own right, but she was still a kid at heart and not yet done with school. She may have been an adult on paper, but so what?

“Come on, come on… Just go back where you came from Dawn.” Like an answer to her prayer, her little sister turned away, and Willow came back into the house. 

“Well, she’s gone for now. But I told her you’d see her soon.” 

“Jesus! How did she even come all the way here?” 

 Willow tilted her head with annoyance. “By bus? Out of all the things you could ask…” 

 By the time Cody arrived with his friends, both of them were ready for the party, dressed up lingerie and heels, presenting themselves as the perfect snowbunnies to the strong black men that went about their living room. 

 Buffy still thought about her sister, even the dark hands immediately seized her and started playing around with her tight body. The guys were a little more awkward around Willow, who they sensed held more power for being Cody’s wife, but they showed no restraint with Buffy as they slapped her ass red and shoved their fingers into her mouth. It certainly helped take her mind off... 

 A particularly strong guy called Sean pulled her up against his chest and kneaded her ass as he made out with her in front of everyone else. He was a real manhandler and even better at kissing… As his minty breath entered her, Buffy wrapped her slender white arms around his thick neck and greedily made out with him, forgetting about Dawn entirely as her pussy tingled with desire to get bred by a black cock. That’s what I’m for, after all...

 Cody put his arm around Willow and came over. “Damn, son, you two look great together. Why don’t you take Buffy for a spin in the living room?” 

“Soon, soon. I’m waiting for the gift first.” 

“What gift?”  

 Just then, Cody’s phone buzzed. He picked up to find his coach calling him, then went to the window to see the old fat bastard standing there. Not alone, but with an entire army of white bubble butts wrapped in micro dresses like some freshly-packaged meats. 

 Willow expected that her husband would be receiving this sort of farewell gift, sooner or later. She imagined what it would have been like for any other couple if the husband’s friend brought over a dozen of hot young chicks for him to bang. In a way, she was proud of how supportive she was of his happiness and making sure he got everything he deserved. To be sure, a strong black bull like Cody earned the right to fuck and impregnate thousands of white girls and spread his seed all over. That she ended up being his main wife that received the benefit of his love, attention, and cash was a privilege she wasn’t about to forget because of some minor pang of jealousy.

 The overweight coach came in and embraced Cody, kissing him on the face so many times that they both laughed. He introduced his star to the hungry white sluts that smiled at him as a hungry hivemind, every single one looking ready to be broken in and bred, eyes going down to glance at his big black cock. “Like three of these girls right here are virgins,” said Alfie, the coach, giving his boy a pat on the back. “I’ll wait for you to tell me which they were once you’re done. No cheating.” 

 The tight-bodied snowbunnies streamed forth and surrounded him, begging to be taken to the bedroom. Cody promised them to do so, but first he turned to Willow and presented her to the old man. “While I’m gone, why don’t you take care of my little girl over here?” 

 The coach took the blushing Willow by the hand and grinned. “It’d be my pleasure.”

 His MVP winked. “Give her a good training.” 

 As her husband took off with the new arrivals, the redhead felt the old black hands moving over her warm ass. “You really are gorgeous, aren’t you?” 

“T-Thank you…” 

 The old man kissed her and she kissed him back, her tiny fingers immediately reaching under his belly for his dick to feel what he was packing. Even through the hard jeans, she could feel the monster BBC throbbing against her palm. Jesus. 

 Willow knew what to do without being told. She simply broke the kiss and dropped to her knees, ready to worship his big black cock. The other guys in the room were starting to crowd around her, unzipping their own pants, till the teen found herself trapped in a circle of monstrous throbbing cocks. All for me…

 At the same time, Buffy was opening up her tight cunt for Sean. The muscular bull did not place her down as he got ready to fuck her, but kept her up in his arms, staring right into her eyes as his BBC pushed past her tight lips and made her whimper submissively. Not only was the stand and carry position hitting all the right spots, but the ease with which his strong arms held her body and maneuvered it effortlessly turned her on even more. He’s so strong… 

 Willow slurped all over the coach’s dick, but the team was there to get some time of their own, teasingly slapping her face with their heavy shafts. Echoing down from upstairs were pained female groans followed by excited murmurs - Cody was already at it. 

“Wow, you’re so pretty, baby,” the guys told her, forcing their BBCs into her mouth as her eyes shone sensually for their cameras. It had gotten to the point where Willow got turned on just by the sight of a phone. It had started with Cody all those many months ago, but just remembering at times that there were countless vids of her getting screwed and gangbanged online could make her wet out of nowhere.  

 One day, decades from now, innocent girls like her would still be stumbling over those videos only to go down the same blacked path. Spiritual daughters, in a sense. 

“Oh, fuck!” cried Buffy, her fingernails scratching the flexing muscle of Sean’s back as he ruined her. “Take it, baby,” he told her with dark laugh. “You fucking take it.” Buffy just buried her head in his shoulder, bringing her tongue out to lick the ebony flesh and taste it along with his sweat. Her own strong back flexed and dripped with sweat as he ruined her. What a perfect bull. She could feel every inch of his amazing BBC tearing her up. Willow might have gotten the attention of everyone, but Sean was the only one there truly comparable to Cody, like two different but perfect songs from the same artist.

 They fucked Willow’s face till she could only lap at her own drool off their dicks, then tossed her on the sofa in the living room. It was the old fat coach that came at her first, taking off his shirt and struggling to raise his belly as he aimed his dick behind her. “You know, it’s impolite to take a wife’s pussy in her own home. But it’s a man’s duty to take her ass.” 

 The guys laughed and Willow shrieked from the hammering of his BBC up her tight ass. Cody fucked her ass before, but there was a ferocity behind the way this old man slammed into her that took her by complete surprise. It was like he had been wanting to do this to her for months now. And maybe he has. 

 The other guys took her hands and jokingly talked her through it, telling her redheads were cutest when they cried from a good assfucking, then started shoving their dicks down her throat all over again, leaving her face a wet mess. Giving into the pleasure of it all, Willow just gave up control of her body and let them do whatever they wanted, leaving her tight asshole to milk the coach dry as the rest of the team deepthroated her with the determination of taking away her voice. 

 As Buffy got close to coming, her legs shivered so badly that Sean could barely hold her up. The blonde bit into his shoulder, her eyes rolling back, the sweat dripping off her face, her pussy moments away from exploding. First the bull slapped her ass hard enough that it nearly made her come from the shockwaves, then clenched her bubble butt tightly and pistoned her at full force. 

 The young blonde shrieked as he came, juices spraying from her pussy with every thrust as the black giant held her in his arms and broke her cunt. She cursed him, begged him to stop, screamed, and finally sobbed and laughed against his chest once it was over. 

 For Willow, there was only pleasure as she entered her state of BBC intoxication. A constant smile was plastered over her face, even as they slapped her and spit on her, all the name calling making it that much better. She was a white whore and needed to be treated like one. No doubt Cody’s absence made them feel much more open about treating her like fucktoy than they would have been otherwise.  

 At first it was the coach that rode her, but now it was Willow that bounced against his dick and grinded against him, driving the old man wild till he finally released inside of her, shooting ropes of gooey seed into her ass that made her bite her lip and giggle feyishly. 

“You’re so damn fast, old man.” Her gaze found the other guys, that now looked a little intimidated. “Well, who’s next?” 

 As the studs looked at one another questioningly, the high-pitched wailing from upstairs made Willow proud. That’s my hubby at it! 





 There were times when Willow woke up early and did nothing to disturb her husband. She just lay next to him in bed, tenderly caressing his strong body with her fingers as he slept in peace. Even after getting married, the contrast between her tiny ivory hands and his huge ebony body still pleased and excited her. Just moving her fingertips across his abs and biceps, feeling the powerful muscles under there, and seeing the shine of her wedding ring in the morning rays. 

 I’m so lucky, she would think, and sometimes started kissing his powerful torso with both love and worship. And it was so easy to imagine a completely different scenario. One in which she and Cody never had to work together, where they never got to know each other, and where Willow would’ve either stayed single or ended up with an inferior white guy instead. All it would’ve taken were a few wrong moves to end up in a way worse life. 

 A life without BBC. 

 After last night’s party, Willow felt even more grateful than usual. Not only had she gotten fucked hard by Cody’s teammates, but she got a good look at the snowbunnies that left their house after a few sessions with her husband, and most of them seemed completely out of it. Her bull of a husband had fucked them so hard that they barely appeared to know where they were. It was a night they would never forget. 

 Willow wasn’t jealous, of course. At the end of day, there was unbreakable trust between them that one would never want to be without the other. What fucking other people fulfilled was not some need to be with others, but a deeper pride that was part of both their natures. Willow wanted other people to experience Cody and know they were never going to be with him. Likewise, Cody enjoyed passing her to his friends, only to prove his total ownership the moment he withdrew access to her forever. 

 Still, the sight of those girls last night did make Willow contemplate one thing. Which was the ferocity Cody put on display when going through those strangers came over. Were they just incredibly weak and unaccustomed to the power of a black cock, or was he holding back when fucking Willor, or even Buffy?.... 

 The redhead let her hand down to his BBC, which was bigger than her palm even in its flaccid state. Cody shifted and turned, the sun finally coming over his face. First he grimaced in a way that made Willow, laughed then the eyes opened. “Good morning.” 

 Willow tugged at his dick. “Is it good?” 

“It definitely seems that way to me. Have you been up for long?” 

“Just now.” As her fingertips worked the kingly shaft, she could feel the blood pulsing through the engorged veins as the monster came to life. “You know, I’ve been wondering. Have you ever been angry with me?”  

 The handsome face scrunched in sleepy confusion. “Angry? I don’t think so. You can be a tad overbearing at times; but I wouldn’t say that I’ve been angry.” 

“If you were, do you think you’d treat me differently?” 

“You’re asking me some strange-ass questions for 8 am or whatever it is.” 

 Willow giggled and put her head on his chest as she played with his hardening BBC. “Don’t take it the wrong way. I’m just wondering if you ever hold back when you fuck me.” 

“Not that I know of.”

“So you couldn’t fuck me any harder?” 

 Cody’s dark fingers came to rest over her delicate shoulder. “Maybe. I wasn’t aware that I was too soft,” he said, sounding a little irritated. 

“You’re taking it the wrong way!” Willow wanted to move and flash him a smile, but his hand held her down surprisingly well. The petite redhead grunted a little and shifted. “I’m just saying, I always want you to do whatever you want with me. Don’t be afraid of doing with me what you’d do to a total stranger.” 

“I’m not.”

“Then… good…” 

 There was a sudden realization that she had taken a wrong path at some point down this conversation. Willow wanted to salvage it and get a resolution, but she wasn’t sure what to say. Not only that, but his throbbing BBC was making it hard to stay focused. “How about you let me make love to that monster?” 

“Go ahead.” 

 Willow slithered her way down and immediately began to kiss his shaft, moving her tongue up and down breathlessly as it throbbed. The whole thing was bigger than her head, and the sight of it towering and looming above as she buried her face in his balls was one that always impressed her. How in the world was anyone supposed to compete with a thing this big? To think that there were guys out there with dicks a third the size of a BBC. Who the hell would want that?  

 The redhead cradled his balls in her mouth, then moved up to caress the head of his dick till he began to groan in pleasure. She pushed the shaft down into her mouth, swiveling her hot drool around it as it made its throbbing way down into her throat. 

 Cody played with her hair as she sucked it lovingly, both hands wrapping around the bottom part of the magnificent BBC. “Baby, why don’t you ride it?” he suggested. 

 The gasped as she released it from her mouth, then grinned at him, some spittle dripping down her chin. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. Come on. I wanna watch that white ass.” 

 Willow mounted his dick with ease, her dripping pussy practically sucking in the huge shaft with a hunger of its own. With her shapely ass facing him, she began to ride it up and down, biting her lip as the BBC stretched her insides and came up into her tummy.

“That’s right, baby, that’s right,” said her husband, grabbing her arms and pulling them back. He held her arched in place as Willow grinded against his dick, her whooty rubbing back and forth along his hard body as the dick worked the depths of her pussy.

“Fuck, it’s so big,” she told him, whimpering. “Damn…”

 Cody sniggered darkly and slapped her ass hard, getting the pristine white cheeks to ripple and redden. “Didn’t you get used to it by now?” 

“I can’t… get used… to this…” Petite snowbunnies like her were made for smaller white cocks that could never hurt them. Being ruined by a BBC on a daily basis was not a thing a tight pussy like hers was built for… Even after months of getting fucked, a powerful thrust from him could still be enough to make her tear up and cry out. 

 Suddenly, Cody jerked his lower body and drove his cock so deep that Willow gasped and yelled. “FUCK!” 

“You like that, don’t you, you little fucking slut.” He held both her wrists with one hand and slapped her ass around, ordering her to go faster. “Ride it! Go! Go! Go!” 

 Willow couldn’t help the feeling that he was partly toying around with her as punishment for her previous comments. Though she tried to do as told, the black dick was so deeply embedded that she could barely think. All she could truly think of was that throbbing in her tummy and how much she needed his strong seed to spill into her womb. 

 Next, he slapped her butt again, but this time hard enough to make her shriek. “I said fucking ride it, bitch! Come on! The fuck are you doing!?” 

 Tears coming down her face, Willow struggled to jump up and down his dick like a good snowbunny and make him proud. It was getting so painful that it was hard to hold back the tears and occasional scream, but it felt just as good as the same time for the pleasure she knew she brought to her amazing bull of a husband. I need to be better than every other girl and be worthy of being his wife...

 Cody started to thrust with her, sending the shaft even deeper and making Willow bounce up high enough that each time she came down it felt like getting impaled on his BBC anew. Her full breasts hurt from being tossed around every second. Sweat dripped down her toned back and juices flowed from her little white cunt as her whole body shook in preparation of an orgasm. 

 Just then, the door opened and a profoundly worried Buffy stepped inside, wearing a leather jacket over a stained sweater. The blue eyes widened in bafflement as she looked over to the couple. “Are you…” 

 Before she could finish, Cody pistoned Willow savagely, getting her to shriek as she finally came. “Rub her pussy!” he ordered Buffy. The blonde stared at him. “Fucking do it!” 

 The bull pulled down his screaming wife as he finished her off, covering her mouth as his last thrusts determined thrusts laid waste to her orgasming and sensitive pussy. Held in place by his strong hands, Willow just undulated against his dark chest along with the waves of her orgasm, feeling her womb getting filled up with his sizzling cum at the same time as Buffy expertly toyed with her clit. 

 Overwhelmed, Willow could not speak, not even when his hand went away. Her gaze swam around with her rolling eyes and lolling tongue as he flipped her body onto its chest. Then she could feel the whole weight of Cody on top of her. “Was that hard enough?” he whispered into her ear, coming to kiss her. 

 Willow spasmed and smiled, managing a soft, “Yes.” 

 Buffy wasn’t sure what to make of the scene before her. In all her time with the couple, she had never seen Cody taking Willow so hard. Did any woman enjoy being destroyed like that? Rough sex was one thing, but being intentionally demolished that way by a BBC looked terrifying. 

 At the same time, Buffy couldn’t help but wonder what it feels like. What’s wrong with me?...

 The last few months turned her into a sex fiend, and she was no longer so sure that was what she wanted to be. Even when she was out on a hunt, she couldn’t stop thinking about strong big black cocks. It all came to a head the week before when she was in the car waiting for some creep to pass by and follow him, only to wake out of her trance once the sun was about to rise. Nearly three hours passed of her just fingering herself in her car like a loser, dreaming of what she wanted done to her. 

 Not even Willow, who got her into this mess, who loved Cody this much and loved to get fucked, seemed as obsessed with black men as Buffy was starting to get. 

 To make things worse, Dawn showed up the other day. How could she explain to her family that she was now black owned? That the collar around her neck said more about her now than her actual ID? 

 As Cody clambered out of bed and stood towering next to her, the blonde couldn’t help but stare at his beautiful cock. It was still hard, but starting to soften, glistening with Willow’s juices as a single string of shiny seed dangled from the head. “Clean me up?” 

 Buffy did not need to be asked twice. She dropped down to her knees and caught the gob of cum on her tongue just in time, then made her way up till she reached the succulent head, sucking out the last drops of powerful seed before she made her way and lapped up Willow’s sweet juices. 

 Cody sniffed with amusement and pet her head. “That’s a good girl. Come on. Make me some breakfast.” 

 As he left the room, Buffy felt compelled to follow in his trial on all fours, until another part of her yelled that she should stand up. You aren’t an actual dog! Snap out of it!  

“Where did you go this time?” Cody was asking as they went downstairs. 

“Uhm…” Finding excuses was becoming more and more difficult. “To see some friends.” 

“Oh? Interesting.” 

 Cody sat down and drank his coffee, watching her intensely as she went about making him breakfast, wriggling the bubble butt in the tight jeans. “Who are these friends of yours?” 

 Buffy gulped and tried to sound natural. “Just, people I’ve met around here.”

“Recently?”

“Yeah… I mean, I’ve always been a bit of a night owl, you know? I love going out, seeing fresh faces, walking in the moonlight.” 

“Sounds fun. Maybe Willow and I should tag along.” 

 The blonde tried to keep up her smile as she put the food in front of him. “S-Sure. I’d love that. If there’s nothing else, I think I’ll-”

“Take off your clothes,” said Cody.

 All Buffy wanted was to get out of here before she said the wrong thing and raised all alarms; but as his personal snowbunny, she found it hard to turn him down. Plus, they were so rarely by themselves without Willow. Maybe I’m overthinking it. Maybe he just wants to have some fun.

 The teen obediently peeled off her garments and stood before him, completely naked apart from the collar around her neck. Cody reached out and ran his black fingers down the swell of her thighs, gazing at her fertile young body admiringly as he took another sip of his coffee. Then he patted his thigh and made her sit in his lap. 

 Buffy tried to keep calm as he traced his fingers over her breasts and hardened nipples, all the way down to her toned stomach and the tiny blonde hairs that shone all the way down to her inner thighs. “Would you like to come with me tonight?” she asked, trying to appear friendly.

“You know, Buffy. We’ve been good to you. We’ve brought you into our home. So I hope you aren’t going to get us in any trouble.” 

“Of course not!” 

“Okay. Good. I trust you. Because - and don’t take this the wrong way - if anything happens to Willow because of you, I’ll choke the life out of you myself.” The strong black fingers came up and moved along her fine neckline. “I’ll break you into so many pieces they won’t know what goes where.” 

 The words combined with the heated cock she could feel against her thigh made her shudder with arousal. Why do I want that? “I won’t let that happen, sir.” 

“All right. Like I said, I trust you. Go get my phone.” 

“Your phone?” 

“Yes. I need to check up on stuff. Go grab it.” 

 Buffy ran back to the bedroom. She tread lightly so not to disturb Willow, but the sheets rustled, and soon the redhead’s sleepy eyes were on her. “Honey, how late is it?” 

“Not that late. Get some rest.” 

“Come here. I want you.” 

 Holding Cody’s phone in one hand, she took a step closer to the bed and gave her other hand to Willow, slowly allowing herself to get pulled in bed. Once she was there in the sheets next to her friend, the slender arms wrapped around her body and held her tight. “How did it go last night? Got your guy?” 

“Sure did. He wasn’t all that tough.” 

 Willow giggled and kissed her neck. “I miss going out with you and doing it.” 

“You do?”

“Yeah…” 

“I think Cody is starting to suspect stuff.” 

 Willow yawned then opened her eyes some more. “Maybe it’s time to bring him into the fold.” 

 Buffy shook her head. “Will… you know I can’t do that.” 

“I hate lying to him.”

“I know. But you’re doing it to keep him safe.” That sounded good, but not entirely true. Would Cody have been helpful to her? Probably not. Sure, he was strong and big, but his celebrity status put him at risk. Plus, the guy was an athlete, not a fighter. “Unless we need him to fuck a vampire to death, I think we’re okay on our own.” 

 Willow groaned and stretched. “I think he almost fucked me to death.” 





 There was no way for Buffy to tell her family about what was going on without appearing completely nuts, and certainly no way of bringing up the topic of being blacked with her little sister without feeling dirty about it. 

 Buffy agreed to meet Dawn at one of the coffee shops near her new place, though the plan was to get her sister to go back home as soon as possible. “You know you’re not supposed to be here,” Buffy reprimanded her.

“Why not?!” cried Dawn, looking pained. “You guys just took off and left me there all by myself!” 

“That’s not how it is at all. You know that. I’m just staying here with Willow and her husband until things get easier. Then I’ll get my own place. It’s just a little rough now, that’s all.” 

 Dawn nearly spit out her drink. “Rough?! You get to live the dream life! You get to be with your best friend and her hot basketball celebrity husband and I’m just trying to finish school.” 

“And you need to finish school.” Did she just call Cody hot? Good lord. Was she showing signs of…

“But I don’t want to! Why can’t I just finish school and live here with you? I’m nearly an adult. I can make my own choices. What’s the problem?” 

“I can’t just ask Willow to-” 

“I’ll talk to her!” 

 Less than five minutes spent with Dawn were already leaving Buffy completely exhausted. “You are so difficult to deal with.” 

“I just want to be a part of your life.” 

“Yes… I know.” That’s the problem, Buffy wanted to say. 

 For a moment, being in the neat little hipster coffee shop almost left her feeling normal. Just a big sister having a hard time with her younger sibling. Nobody here would have dreamt about her real identity, and what she did. Or all the big black cocks she took in less than a year. 

 Buffy came to the meet-up wearing a turtleneck over her collar. The chances of Dawn suspecting that she was involved in a blacked life-style were slim, but there was no reason to give her clues. What made matters worse was all that content out there of her and Willow. All it would’ve taken for Dawn to find some amateur video of the two of them getting dicked hard by BBC was a simple search. But that would mean that her little sister specifically went looking for interracial… 

 I’m not sure how to feel about that. 

 Willow and Cody even ran a little instagram account where they put up “cute” pictures of Buffy in her little outfits. For those occasions they either cut her face out or made her wear a mask, but there were countless shots of her on all fours before Cody or gearing up for a hot fuck session. Like people kept accounts for their pets, the couple made one for theirs… 

 Could Dawn have found that? No, there’s no way… 

“I feel so sad,” her little sister said. “Like you want to cut me out of your life.”

“Stop being so damned dramatic and finish your drink. Then we can go to a movie and have some fun. After that, you’re going straight home.” 

“B-”

“That’s final,” said Buffy, brooking no disagreement. 





 Given the hour, there was no chance to go back home after Buffy dropped her sister off. Her target was supposed to show up at an art museum in a nearby city, and by the time she got there it was nearly midnight. The vampire slayer prepared her weapons and waited, hoping to get the drop on her… 



 

“Oh my god…” 

 Willow looked at the bleeding Buffy before her and rushed to get some bandaids and disinfectant. Her steps were light to keep Cody from getting alerted, but the state of her friend made her tense. 

“You look…” 

“Awful,” said Buffy stoically. “I know. That bitch was waiting for me. Not sure how, but she knew she was being tracked. I’ll be okay though.” Looking at the cut across her face and the even deeper one across her abdomen, the redhead wasn’t so sure. They weren’t deadly, maybe, but if they got infected it could get very bad, real fast… Not to mention Cody will see these. 

“I’m probably going to need your help with her tomorrow,” her friend went on.

 Willow gave her a look and scoffed. “Are you nuts? You just got back and you’re lucky to be alive.”

“With her still out there. Which is why we’re going to go finish her off tomorrow. I got a few hits in too. Probably worse than what she did to me. All we need to do is finish her off.” 

 All she could do was sigh and tend to her wounds. Buffy, you idiot… 

 What could Willow do but support her? Thankfully, they were done with it all by the time Cody got up, and then Willow just hid her friend away, telling her husband that she wasn’t back yet. “I think she’s staying over with a friend for the night.” 

 Cody scratched his chin. “Aren’t you worried about her?”

“A little. I might go out with her tonight and have some girl time. If you don’t mind.” 

 He came over and kissed her, then slapped her butt. “Not at all. Just be careful.” 

 It felt bad to deceive her husband like this. Buffy may have been right about some things, but this couldn’t go on. I can’t keep lying to him forever. 





“There’s no way you can tell him,” Buffy said in a steely tone. 

“But-”

“No. Not having it, Will, sorry.” 

 Though the relationship changed so much between them in the last few months, going out with Buffy was making her feel like her old self again. Not in a good way either. Gone was the strong woman at home that could give orders and take pride in having a great hubby, and back came the awkward nerd that could not talk back to her strong friend. 

 Their job for the night was over, but it was getting close to dawn. They had entered the bathroom of some run-down gas stop and were fixing themselves up before going back home, trying to look their best despite spending the whole night chasing that damn bitch through a forest. 

 They even brought a spare change of clothes. The practical slaying outfits were taken off and replaced by tight dresses that put every inch of their bodies on display. Willow stared at the way her soft white boobs moved and how her butt peaked from the side, and was starting to feel empowered again. Ironic. She spent years worrying about her looks only to feel more grounded by them now than any mental ability.

“Can you imagine what would happen to me if Cody found out about this?” 

 Buffy, who was feeling rather uncomfortable in her dress and kept adjusting it, gave her a look. “I guess he would be amazed. Given that all this stuff is real.”

“I’m his wife! And I’m lying to him. God. I’m not sure I can do this.” 

 Willow had her doubts even as they left the gas station, but on the way home she was seriously starting to wonder why she allowed Buffy to endanger her marriage like this. Cody would understand this. He would be supportive. Hasn’t he done enough for her? 

 Once she got home and hugged her husband, however, the desire to have a life-changing conversation went away. Buffy excused herself and said she was too tired and needed some sleep, and Willow ultimately did the same. I’m sorry, hubby. 





 Two weeks later, Buffy came home from a particularly nasty hunt with a limp and a hit in the face that she worried would give her a black eye. It was still the middle of the night, so she entered lightly, trying not to wake anyone, wondering what her excuse could be. So far the best she came up with is that she got mixed up with some weird girls that were into dom stuff and went a little too far. Kinda hard to say that again.

 The blonde entered the house and sighed with relief. As she made her way towards her room, the lights suddenly turned on. “Welcome home.” 

 She turned around slowly and saw a shirtless Cody standing by the entrance. “Hi.” 

“Damn. You look like shit.” He padded over and got an even better look at her. “What happened?” 

 A few seconds of dead silence were followed by a gulp and an awkward smile. “Just, uh… Well, I’d rather not get into it right now. It’s a little embarrassing.” 

Cody ran his fingers up her stomach and chest, bringing them up to the black turtleneck. “I think I told you to stop wearing these. I want to see your collar.” 

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry.” Just keep your head low and agree with him. He doesn’t know anything. He’s just a little suspicious. 

 The grip around her neck tightened till Buffy coughed, finding it difficult to breathe properly. “Are you fucking with me, Summers?” 

“No, sir.” 

“You’re going out there every night, coming back beaten up like you’re some fucking ring monkey, and you want me to think you’re just meeting up with goth chicks or whatever? Get the fuck out of here.” 

“It’s true.” 

 Cody exhaled unpleasantly, then slammed her hard against the wall. Buffy tensed up and locked eyes with him, her initial reaction after a night of fighting that of wanting to strike back at him. “You’re going to tell me the truth. Or I’ll get it out of you another way.” 

“I’ve told you the truth.” 

“You just want to be punished, is that it?” 

 Just the word alone was enough to send tingles down her spine. Did she want him to punish her? Buffy thought about it ever since that day since he threatened her. Cody might have owned her already, but he never lorded his power over her in any extreme way. The blonde couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to experience the brunt of his power coming down on her.

“Maybe,” she admitted. 

“So that’s it, huh? Little snowbunny just wants to be hurt?” 

 Why did that sound so great? “Yes.” 

 Annoyed, Cody raised her up the wall and strengthened the grip around her neck. “Tell me where the fuck you were. Last chance.” 

“Nowhere.” 

 Buffy could see the determination in his eyes. The stud grabbed her and dragged her along, then stripped off her clothing once they got in the living room. As her pale body was on display for him, his dark fingers went over the cuts across her body. “And what are these? You going to tell me these were accidental, too?” 

 At this point, she was relishing his rising temper. “They were.” 

 Cody threw her on top of the sofa. He sat down as well, manhandling the vampire slayer until her perky ass rested upward in his lap. His black hands made their way across it, appreciating the sensual curvature of her cheeks. “You sure you got nothing to tell me?”

 Buffy wiggled helplessly and buried her head in the pillows. “I already told you everything.” 

 The first slap that took her butt brought Buffy memories of getting spanked as a kid. Except Cody’s big strong palm hit much harder than anything she could remember, immediately leaving her cheeks burning red. “Are you going to tell me now?” 

“I told you…” 

 The stud hit her again, this time hard enough to make her gasp and bite into the pillow. Those black hands were so incredibly tough… “Now?” 

“I d-don’t know what you want from me,” stammered Buffy breathlessly. 

 This time he spanked her several times in a short interval, hard enough that the echoes of his palm whipping against the soft white flesh of her butt echoed throughout the living room. Tears came to Buffy’s eyes, but her pussy became completely drenched from the punishment, and she knew that even Cody could feel the rivulets of her juices dripping down her thigh. 

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? You nasty fucking bitch.” Her ass had been slapped so raw that even the touch of his fingers made her cry out in pain. “You deserve way worse than this. All this fucking lying. I’ll get the truth out of you. Come here!” 

 The black bull pushed her off his lap, then grabbed the blonde locks and wrapped them around his hand, forcing her face down into his crotch. His other hand pulled off the shorts sodden with her own juices, letting the massive BBC rise up for air. Buffy could tell that he was about as turned on as she was, even if he was better at hiding it.  

 In fact… she wasn’t sure she had ever seen his veiny dick pumping so hard in anticipation. He likes doing this to me, she realized, and the thought alone made her smile. 

 Cody brought her down on his shaft savagely, forcing her head down despite the gagging. Buffy could feel a rumbling coming from within, but even as her spit shot out of her nose, he just held her in place, forcing her to deepthroat his throbbing BBC with total control over her tiny white body. 

“That’s right…” he told her. “Choke on that shit.” His strong hand went back and gave her another spank that blazed across her wounded ass, getting her whole body to jerk in response. 

 Buffy just slurped submissively on his BBC, struggling to breathe through the little space left by her stretched out throat. The bull then grabbed her head with both hands and started moving her up and down, using her poor neck like a toy to satisfy the the worked-up black dick even as the drool kept bursting from her mouth and nostrils. 

 There was no way to fight back against those strong hands. Not only that, but Cody was pushing her harder the more aroused he became, practically fucking himself with her head by the end without the slightest concern for her own welllbeing as she gurgled like a stupid whore over his dick. 

 As she kissed the back of his BBC, Buffy brought out her tongue and caressed his nuts, tasting the tears that were coming down her face and running across them at the same time. “That’s right, you fucking slut. This is what you get. I own you, and you think you can talk back to me?”

 He groaned so powerfully that she thought he was moments away from coming…

 Instead, the bull pulled her off, barely giving her time to breathe before he turned her around and got behind her, seeking the entry to her asshole. Buffy shuddered as his thighs brushed against her hard-spanked ass, but he just gave it another slap to make her stop, making Buffy sob in earnest for the first time, then dropped his entire weight down, impaling his BBC into her teenage white butt. 

 His hand came over her mouth at the right time to hold back the shriek that built out of her. Not only could she feel the titanic BBC ripping through her anal canal, but she could feel his body grinding against her ass, every move back and forth sending pained spikes to her nerves. 

“You ready to tell me where you were?” said Cody. 

 He did not even move his hand away from her mouth to give her a chance to respond. Instead, he just started ploughing her with intent, burying his bulging shaft into her ass with every powerful downward thrust, effortlessly dominating her athletic body as the snowbunny squirmed against him and fought to get away. 

 Buffy had never felt anything like it. There was so much pain that her body’s natural response was to try and flee. And yet she loved how it felt. Loved the way he took her. It was not the loving fuck sessions he could have with Willow, nor the slow worship she gave him, nor even the detached rough sex in which the snowbunnies were used as cumdumpsters. 

 What the blonde could feel now were the intent movements of a black bull doing his best to destroy his white prey. To make her scream, and cry, and hurt so much that she could no longer move after he was done with her. It was anything but detached. It was, in a way, their most personal moment so far. 

 The sweat dripped from his muscular body as he pummeled away at her, ruining her ass with every stroke. Closing in on his final thrusts, he slowly turned Buffy on her side and put one leg around her, then spanked her ass all over again, getting her body to go nuclear as he proved his strength by holding her completely still. 

 Buffy felt the hot jizz as it shot inside her ass and filled her up. Cody kept going for a while longer, his assfuck slowing down along with her own sobs. 

 Finally done, he rose, leaving her whimpering on the sofa. Then his foot came down on her head. “Where were you?” 

 Buffy was tired of lying. All she could do was grin and laugh it up. Would he even believe her if she told him the truth? Maybe it was worth a shot… I owe him that much. “Killing vamps.”

 His dark eyes stayed with her, then he shook his head. “I’m disappointed in your lack of trust, Buffy. For real.”

 Seeing that he was actually hurt, she moved the foot away and stood up. “I’m serious!” 

“Whatever, man.”  





 It took the whole day along with Willow to convince him that they weren’t lying. Cody just sat down and listened to them spin their tale from the very beginning, his eyes moving across the floor as he attempted to make sense of all the supernatural elements they described. 

“You need to trust us, baby,” said Willow. 

 Buffy nodded in agreement. She instinctively tried to sit down and shivered as her bruised ass made contact with the armrest of the sofa. All Willow knew was that she came home and finally told Cody the truth, but neither one told the redhead of what happened before that...

“So, vampires,” said the overwhelmed Cody, looking over at Buffy. Then his eyes turned to Willow. “And magic.” 

 They both smiled innocently and shrugged. “Pretty much.” 

 His face was torn between fury and grief. “And you never told me this? All this time?” 

“Come on, honey, you-” 

“Don’t touch me!” Cody stood up, once more becoming the towering black bull that commanded them both. “I don’t know if I believe you. Either way, you’ve either lied to me before or you’re still lying now. What bullshit. I told you guys secrets. And you keep me out of the most important thing in your life? Fuck that, man. Fuck that.” 

 They weren’t sure, but they thought they could see tears welling in his eyes. 

 Buffy sighed and found it impossible to look at Willow. I guess this is my fault. 





 The Cody that they came to know over the last year practically disappeared from their lives. He refused to sleep with them and barely spoke to them during the day. Buffy doubted that he was going to leave Willow over the whole thing, but any attempt to talk to him ended in abrupt dismissals. 

 Willow could find no peace of mind, and started coming with Buffy every night instead. Is my marriage over? the redhead wondered. She resented her friend for telling him out of the blue without making a plan first, but she was shocked to see Cody’s reaction as well. 

 I need to make things okay somehow. 

 Strangely, it was Cody that started the peacetalks, suggesting he would invite some of his guys over for a little weekend celebration. “They’re just some people from the new team.” 

“Sure…” said Willow. “That sounds great!” 

 When the weekend finally came, both Buffy and Willow were ready to give him a good time and move along with this whole drama. They prepped up for him and were ready to receive his friends, dressed up in sexy lingerie, heels, their hair all done, both of them eager to submit to BBC in every possible way.

“You can punish us for being so bad,” they suggested to him. 

 Cody sniffed with amusement. “Oh, I plan to.” 

 As the guys streamed inside and saw the two, they immediately started feeling them up and slapping their asses. Buffy, whose ass just healed from the previous abuse, was oddly looking forward to getting it again, or worse. God, I need them to take me like that. All of them. White girls were made to be put in their place by dominant African blood.

 Willow went over and gave Cody a deep kiss. “I love you, you know.”

“Oh, I know.” He kissed her back, then whistled to his friends. “Guys, you remember what we talked about? I think it’s time.” 

“Oh?” said Buffy, blushing from her built-up arousal. “Time for what?” 

 The guys started laughing then one of them brought out some handcuffs and put her in. Willow just watched, intrigued, but woke up to find Cody doing the same to her. “Are we playing a game?” 

 Cody bobbed his head. “You could say that.” 

 The snowbunnies were gagged as well, then placed on two stools Cody brought out from the kitchen and roped up to those as well. Why are they doing this? Willow wondered. 

 Cody stood before them both, flanked by his tall basketball friends, and slapped his hands together. “Ready for the big event?” He made a call on his phone and started walking away towards the entrance, while the rest of the guys watched the girls, touching themselves through their clothes. It was clear that they were horny and eager, so why all the preamble? 

“Welcome!” they could hear Cody say. 

 As Buffy’s eyes landed on the doorway, she could see Dawn making her way inside. Her little sister was wearing this innocent flower-patterned dress - her intricately done hair shone for the occasion. She wondered what purpose might have been behind her presence, especially when she saw the shock in Dawn’s eyes as Cody walked her over to where the two of them were tied up.

“B-Buffy?...” 

 The stud got behind her and put an arm around her. “Your sister and Willow are having some time out. Why don’t we get to know each other in the meantime?” 

 Not Dawn, come on!... Buffy struggled to get out of her binds, but they were solid. Instead, she only sat, forced to watch as Cody’s dark fingers came up to the straps of Dawn’s dress and pulled them off her little white shoulders. 

 It was so clear that Dawn was unprepared for this and knew nothing before arriving. She was so shocked by the sight of the two of them all gagged up that she barely paid attention to the way she was being stripped naked. 

 The dress fell away and left the teen in a mismatched bra and underwear. A teeny white bra that covered her petite breasts, and then a pair of Spongebob shorts that covered most of her bum.  

 As the strong black bulls got a good look at her, they all catcalled in unison and reached out to touch her, running their lustful fingers over her unblemished ivory skin. Dawn just stood there and let it happen, paralyzed by all the attention from the strong guys put on her. 

 A guy with tattooed arms grabbed her chin. “When’s the last time you had sex, little girl?” 

 Dawn’s blue eyes shone. “Never?...” she answered as a hapless idiot might. 

 They all sniggered as Cody brought her over to the sofa. “How do you feel about losing your virginity to a black man? Or several?” He pushed her over the armrest before she could answer and lowered her shorts, leaving only her pale ass up. “Goddamn, that looks sweet.” He opened the small cheeks up and showed his friends the tiny asshole and coinslut pussy that awaited them. “Will you look at that… Buffy, where have you been hiding this sweetheart all this time?” 

The blonde couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her little sister being taken right in front of her. Before Willow as well. They’re going to use her up like a toy and take her virginity. Even as the thought made her furious, there were excited butterflies in her tummy at the thought of watching all those strong BBCs claiming a white girl for the first time and turning her into a snowbunny just like them.

 Cody got behind Dawn and started rubbing his dick between her inner thighs as the rest of his friends gathered round and started taking off their pants. Dawn’s innocent eyes gaped as she saw a BBC for the first time - not just one, but several lined up all around her. The bulls started joking and putting their throbbing dicks over her face, while Cody rubbed her tiny pussy wet and got it ready for his shaft.  

 The two bound-up friends shared a knowing glance with one another as they prepared to watch the gangbang of a lifetime. 

 Cody was the first to take Dawn, and the petite doll gasped in horror as soon as he went inside. The guys laughed heartily and playfully slapped their BBCs over her head. “We’re all gonna take a turn on you, girl. Just you wait.” 

 Willow watched as her husband slammed into the tiny white body barely a third of his size without reservation, his immense black shaft ripping through her silky virgin pussy. Only his hand came to rest on her back to hold her down as he impaled himself deeper with each thrust. 

 The guys couldn’t help themselves anymore and started feeding her their dripping dicks, first as a joke, but soon going after it for real as she showed no signs of pushing back. There were no tears on Dawn’s part, and barely any reaction despite her being the focus of so many strong black men. 

 I probably would’ve teared up by now, thought Buffy, starting to wonder if her little sister was more resilient than she thought. 

 Cody pulled out and strolled back to the two of them while the others fought over who would take the little white girl next. “I bet you wish you were the ones getting fucked, huh?” He sniggered grimly. “Yeah, I wondered what the best punishment would be. But I guess when you’re both such needy sluts, the best punishment is not getting punished at all, isn’t that right?” 

 He gave Willow a kiss on the forehead, then whispered into Buffy’s ear. “I bet you wish you could hold your sister’s hand right? Just imagine how tasty that young pussy is young to be when they’re done with her. You could’ve had that, if you weren’t a lying bitch, huh?”

 That was so wrong. Surely she did not want that… 

 And yet, as Buffy thought of the description, her whole body tensed up. Dawn’s pristine little pussy, just dripping with the seed of so many of the world’s strongest black bulls after having her virginity taken. What could have been sweeter than that? Better than that? The blonde knew that she would’ve lapped up every drop…

… if only she were allowed to.. 

 Cody denied her that. 

 As she sat and watched the guys taking their turns with Dawn, the stunningly muscular dark physiques overwhelming the pale flesh, all she wished was that she could be there and involved, eating their asses or sucking their balls as they took her sister, or slurping up the juices from her young cunt as their sweaty nuts slapped against her face. 

 Though Willow watched as well, Buffy knew that her thoughts could not have been the same. Willow loved BBC, but she likely loved Cody more. I’m the only true degenerate here, thought Buffy, feeling a decadent sense of pride. Willow might’ve seen an ideal future as one in which she raised strong babies by Cody’s side and led a happy life. Ultimately, the lust for BBC would come second to her duties as a wife and a loving mother. But all that Buffy cared about was submitting to those strong black cocks in every way imaginable and drinking up their cum. The more they took from her, the better. I want to give it all up for you.  

 Willow just watched as the guys took Dawn one after the other, smashing into her like wild animals, till she finally began to grunt and yelp. They’re breaking her in. The redhead very much wished she could take her place, but punishment was punishment. Poor Buffy must have been heartbroken by the sight. Cody, you’ve gone too far… 

 Her husband got himself a drink and then went back to fuck Dawn some more himself, the guys switching up their roles for hours as they drilled her virgin pussy up and prepared it for a lifetime of milking BBC. Every time one of them stepped away, Willow could see the gasping pussy with its raw lips and the thick seed that oozed and puddled at her feet. 

 As the night wore on, they got tired enough that they finally put Dawn on her knees and took turns as they came all over her face. One blast of hot strings of black seed followed after another, till the teeny tiny sister was left completely covered from her innocent face to the tiny titties.

 As the guys got dressed and got ready to go, Dawn just knelt there, not moving an inch, the only indication that she was still alive coming from her rising and falling tummy. 

 Cody came back and stood between them. “Well, how was your first time, did you have fun? You can thank your sister for that. And my wife, of course.” 

 Dawn said nothing. The stud sighed, then took her hand and got her to stand up. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up in the shower. I’m not done with you yet.” 

 Buffy and Willow hoped that they would be released, but that was too much to ask for. The only thing Cody did for them as he left with Dawn for the rest of the night was turn off the lights. 

 Damn it, thought the two at the same exact moment.

