Learning to Love Authority (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Learning to Love Authority (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

A/N: Learning to Love Authority was a commissioned story in four parts originally written from November of 2019 to November of 2020. Posting it up now as a one-shot for people to enjoy!

Summary: In which Buffy tries to get on Snyder's good side, only for it to massively backfire... and yet, when all is said and done, she couldn't be happier.

Themes: Rough Sex, Dom/Sub, Fucked Silly

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It was, supposedly, a rather simple idea. And one with a distinctly good payoff, if she could make it work. All she had to do was get herself in Snyder's good graces, and it would make everything so much better in the long run. The Principal of Sunnydale High School was a total hardass of course, and constantly on her case... but if she could work her magic and get something of a good relationship going with him, then she might just be able to turn that around.

That was the idea behind actually asking for this one-on-one meeting with the man, anyways. As she's let into his office by the man's secretary, however, Buffy finds herself taking one look at the Principal and wondering if this was a bad idea. He was just...

"Take a seat, Ms. Summers."

Closing her mouth, rather than saying what she'd originally planned on saying, Buffy sits down heavily. The very presence of the Principal's Office is honestly quite stifling, and despite being the Slayer, despite all the advantages that come with that title, Buffy can't help but feel like she's walked willingly into the lion's den.

Snyder, meanwhile, ignores her for a moment in favor of whatever paperwork he's currently doing. The silence is heavy in the air, and Buffy fidgets and squirms in her seat for a brief second before forcibly holding herself still. She was here for a reason; she just needed to remember that and focus on the matter at hand. She wanted... no, she needed to get on Snyder's good side so the man would stop being such a damn nuisance. The only problem was, she didn't know if he HAD a good side.

The best Buffy could come up with was playing at social fu. It'd been a long time since she'd been a socialite back at her old high school, back before she'd become the Slayer and ended up burning down said high school's gymnasium. Back then, back before all of that, Buffy had been the most popular girl in school. And that didn't just mean the students looked up to her and admired her from afar. The teachers had liked her as well, even the Principal had almost seemed apologetic when he'd been forced to expel her. None of them could believe she 'turned out the way she did', as much as it rankled Buffy not to be able to tell them the truth.

That said, she was sure she could... convince Snyder to lay off and that she wasn't such a troublemaker.

"Right. What do you want, Ms. Summers? My time is precious."

Showtime. Putting on her cutest smile and bringing her hands together to clap in front of herself, Buffy bats her eyelashes at the Principal, keeping her voice cute and simpering, just like it used to be, just like it still could be whenever she wanted something bad enough.

"Well, Principal Snyder, I just wanted to meet with you and hopefully clear the air between us. I feel like we really got off on the wrong foot, and I-!"

Snyder cuts her off with a raised hand.

"Let me stop you right there, Summers. We didn't get off on the wrong foot. You've been a pain in my ass since you came to Sunnydale. You've been a thorn, and no amount of picking at you seems to work out. Quite frankly, I would have already expelled you if I could. Soon enough, your lack of attendance might make that feasible."

She wasn't expecting him to be so blunt, of course. It takes her aback, even as his mention of wanting to expel her causes a burst of panic in Buffy's chest. She had to avoid that, didn't she? If she was expelled, her mother would want to move them again, and Buffy couldn't move, because she was the fucking Slayer, and she had to stay here, on the Hellmouth, no matter what.

Buffy really didn't want to find out what the Watcher's Council would make her, or Giles do in order to keep her on the Hellmouth, even at the expense of her education.

"L-Look, Principal Snyder, I've made my mistakes, sure... but I'm trying to turn over a new leaf here. Isn't that laudable? Shouldn't you be helping me?"

The balding man pauses for a second at that, and then abruptly stands up.

"You want me to help you be a better student, Summers? Get up."

Buffy blinks at that, but Snyder is already halfway around his desk. She starts to stand up, and he 'helps' her the rest of the way by yanking her to her feet. Then, he pushes her forward.

"Bend over the desk. Hands out, palms down."

Under normal circumstances, Buffy would be able to easily resist, thanks to the enhanced strength of a Slayer. But this was her Principal, and she'd just gotten done thinking about how she NEEDED to appease him, hadn't she? So, she couldn't fight back. All she could do was obey. Bending forward, pressing her hands into the wood of Snyder's desk, Buffy frowns a little, only to gasp and let out a cute little squeak as Snyder's hand suddenly comes down on her bottom.

SMACK!

Buffy's entire body jolts, and she begins to straighten up, only for Snyder to press his other hand down in between her shoulderblades.

"Stay put, Summers. Or do you not want to be rehabilitated? Bad girls talk back to the Principal. Good girls are quiet and take their punishment."

Smack! Smack! Smack!

As Buffy does as she's told, Snyder continues to deliver spankings to her bottom, again and again and again. Each one sends her jarring forward a little bit, even as she stares straight forward with wide eyes, the words on her tongue dying at his ultimatum. Bad girls talked back. Good girls stayed quiet. She knew she wasn't a good girl, obviously, but she was pretending to be one, and she'd continue to pretend to be one if it meant avoiding being expelled and having her entire life flipped on its head AGAIN.

Snyder spanks her for what feels like an eternity. Maybe he's waiting for her to pull away and beg him to stop because it hurts too much? But that's the thing... Buffy is used to far more punishment than this. Snyder's hand on her bottom is nothing... in fact, it starts to feel kind of good, the repeated spankings to such a s-sensitive area. It's not like... like she's enjoying it or anything, but...

When he finally stops, Buffy lets out a sort of disappointed sigh, even as he stops pushing her down and steps back, grunting.

"Huh. Very good, Summers. Perhaps you're not lying about wanting to turn over a new leaf. Get down on your knees."

The distinctive sound of a belt buckle being undone has Buffy straightening up very fast, her eyes wide as she turns to face Snyder. The look on his face brooks no argument though, and despite herself... Buffy descends to her knees without a word of protest. She can't say for sure why she's so... weak right now. She came in here to make nice though, and at least she's making nice?

But obviously, this was NOT what she had in mind. And yet, the Principal unbuckles his belt, unbuttons and unzips his pants, and pulls his cock out without a single ounce of protest from the young blonde woman. And then he slaps it down on her face, and Buffy's breath hitches as she goes cross-eyed just looking at it.

"Put it in your mouth. It's the least you can do after all the headaches you've given me, you little tart. All of the added stress from this damn job can be laid solely at your feet. So, get to work relieving some of it."

As he's speaking, the Principal is rubbing his cock all over her cheeks and her chin and her lips. A whimper escapes Buffy's mouth, and then she's opening up, allowing him to slot himself inside, his cock slipping past her lips. As he fills her mouth with his sizable dick, Buffy gags, hating every last second of this... including how much she's enjoying it, for some reason.

Buffy has a thing for older men, to be fair. If she were to actually go to therapy, they'd probably say it was something to do with her dad leaving her and her mom behind, or something. Regardless, never in a million years did the blonde think she would be on her knees in Snyder's office, sucking his dick. And yet, here she is, and as he reaches down and takes ahold of her by her blonde hair, gripping tightly and beginning to force her to bob up and down on his cock... Buffy slips her hands up under her skirt.

At first, Snyder doesn't notice. He's too busy groaning and throwing his head back, enjoying himself immensely as his hardon slips into Buffy's mouth further and further, ultimately hitting the back of her throat. But eventually, he looks down at her again, and his sharp eyes, the eyes of an authoritative disciplinarian catch Buffy's hands buried beneath her skirt.

"Are you touching yourself, Ms. Summers?"

Buffy freezes at that, eyes wide as she looks up at the Principal, his cock still buried in her mouth and stretching her jaw wide. Her hands are no longer moving beneath her skirt.

"Hands behind your back. Good girls focus on the task at hand. Bad girls allow themselves to get distracted."

Buffy shivers. She... she wants to be a good girl for Principal Snyder, she finds, much to her dismay. Her hands come out from under her skirt, and she places them behind her back as he grunts his approval and returns to fucking her face, soon forcing her to deep-throat his cock, gagging her and choking her on his thick, meaty member.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

This continues for a while, and though Buffy is tempted to touch herself again, she never does. Eventually, Snyder pulls out of her mouth, his cock still throbbing and glistening with her saliva. Then, he uses his grip on her hair to drag her to her feet. By this point, the man is speaking in a rough, gravelly tone, clearly more aroused than anything, and ready to take out all of his frustrations and stress on the girl who's practically handed herself to him on a silver platter.

"The chair. Get up on the chair, Ms. Summers."

He follows up his order with forcing her to get up onto the chair she'd been sat on moments before. Buffy finds herself kneeling on the cushion instead, bent over the back of it as Snyder flips up her skirt and grabs at the waistband of her panties, yanking them down to her thighs. After exposing her with little fanfare, Snyder doesn't wait any longer to penetrate her either. There's no warning beyond him tugging her panties away, before quite suddenly, Buffy is full of the Principal, his cock thrusting into her from behind and robbing her of her virginity.

A cry leaves the young blonde's lips as Snyder holds onto her, one hand in her hair, tugging her head backwards and forcing her to arch her back, and the other on her hip, gripping tightly to keep her from going anywhere as he fucks her up against the chair she's knelt on. His cock pistons in and out of her clenching, gushing wet quim, even as his labored breathing fills the air.

She's being fucked... by Principal Snyder. That thought should disgust her. It should repulse her. But... Buffy is hopelessly and utterly turned on. All of this has backfired on her immensely, that's for sure. And yet, she's enjoying it. She's enjoying being a good girl for the Principal, she's enjoying him punishing her for all her fuck ups.

And Snyder in turn is clearly enjoying himself as well, as his thrusting gets rougher, faster, and more sporadic. Buffy pushes her hips back into his cock, even as she begins to anticipate his release. It's coming soon, isn't it? The very thought sends Buffy right over the edge, and she lets out a pleasured cry as she orgasms HARD around Principal Snyder's dick.

He stops at that, and leans over her, half-hissing, half-growling into her ear.

"Did you just cum, Ms. Summers? Did I give you permission to climax?"

Buffy's eyes widen at that, but he's already following it up.

"Well then, I guess we'll have to punish you a bit more."

Quite suddenly, he's pulling out of her cunt and using his grip on her hair to rip her off of the chair and down onto the floor again, forcing her to her knees once more. There, Buffy finds herself staring into Snyder's meat cannon, even as he jerks himself the rest of the way to release with his free hand. Buffy can do nothing but take it as his seed explodes from his member, coating her face, covering her features and forcing her to close her eyes.

Once he's done cumming, Snyder lets go of her and steps back, panting. When Buffy reaches up to begin wiping his semen away, he stops her.

"Don't. That's your punishment, Summers. For the rest of the day, you wear that on your face. Get up and sit down and stay quiet while it dries. Then, you can leave."

He tucks his cock away and moves back around to sit in his desk, even as Buffy slowly does as she's told, dragging herself off the floor and sitting back down in the chair from before, somewhat in a daze, her face covered in rapidly drying cum and her entire appearance distinctly disheveled.

What... what just happened? And... what could she do to make sure it happened again?

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This time, when Buffy steps into the Principal's Office, she knows exactly why she's there. There's no misconceptions this time around. She knows she can't just cozy up to Principal Snyder and flutter her eyelashes and play the part of a good girl and everything will be okay. No, it's not that simple. Principal Snyder is a man in a position of authority... and Buffy Summers is a bad, bad girl. It's his duty to punish her. She can hardly wait.

However, when she moves to sit down in the chair across from him on the other side of his desk, Principal Snyder stops her.

"No. Stand in the middle of the room. Hands behind your back. Back straight. Good girls get to sit. Bad girls get punished."

Buffy instinctively obeys, biting her lower lip as her legs tremble and her pussy quivers from Snyder's words. Yes... yes that's exactly why she's here. Because she's a bad girl that needs to be punished. Of course, as is his right, the Principal leaves her standing there for a time in utter silence as he works on something at his desk, acting like she's not even there. Buffy doesn't say a word though, even as her pussy juices flow down her inner thigh.

Eventually, Snyder looks up at her, the Principal staring at her in judgement.

"I suppose I'm not surprised to have you back in my office, Ms. Summers. But I must admit, I didn't expect it to be for this."

Slowly rising from his desk, Snyder walks around it's length and leans against it's front, crossing his arms over his chest.

"After all of your tardies, all of your absences and missed classes... I did not expect for you to turn around and get in trouble IN class. Though I suppose I should have. I suppose I should have known a bad girl like you wouldn't be able to help yourself."

Shivering, Buffy licks her lips and keeps her eyes averted, which in turn allows her to stare at Principal Snyder's crotch.

"Y-Yes sir."

"Eyes front, Summers. Naughty little cunt."

Buffy whimpers as her gaze shoots up, staring at the wall behind the Principal's desk. Oh god, she is... she is a naughty little cunt, isn't she? She'd be moaning right now, if she wasn't biting her tongue to try and keep from making a fool of herself. Of course, it's far too late for that. The very clothes she's wearing right now make her look like a foolish little prissy valley girl.

Her mother had been all too happy to take Buffy shopping, and Buffy... Buffy had taken full advantage of that, changing up her entire wardrobe to try and impress the Principal. There's a lot of hot pink now in Buffy's closet, and a lot of short skirts and heels. She's wearing just one-inch heels right now, but they do their work all the same, lifting her perky little behind up and giving her just that extra inch which would allow her to be eye level with Snyder himself, if she dared look the Principal in the eye.

She doesn't, of course, not even when he abruptly reaches out and cups her cunt, sliding his hand right up under her too-short skirt and grabbing her by her naked quim right then and there. Buffy gasps as a wet smacking sound fills the air from the impact, his palm getting quite messy with her dripping pussy juices.

"So then, it's true. Not only are you not wearing underwear... you were touching yourself in class as well, weren't you?"

Buffy can't hold back any longer. She moans as the Principal plays with her pussy right then and there in the middle of his office. Still, she knows she has to answer.

"Y-Yes sir..."

For a moment, Snyder just touches her, and Buffy just lets them. Then, he makes a considering noise in the back of his throat and pulls his hand back, delivering a sharp but not too harsh slap to her cunt before pulling away entirely. As Buffy gasps and very nearly climaxes and collapses to her knees in a puddle of her own juices right then and there, Snyder just smiles a not-at-all-nice-smile.

"Well, at least you've learned to tell the truth, Summers. A step in the right direction, to be sure.

Moving over to the side, the Principal pulls open a drawer. What he takes from that drawer has Buffy's eyes going wide, and her cunt clenching in sheer anticipation, even as her asshole puckers a bit in fear. In one hand, Snyder holds a big, round, pink ball gag. In the other, he holds a bejeweled butt plug. His intentions for both are obvious as he stalks back over to Buffy.

"Did I do good, sir?"

"... Not yet. One last thing I want from you."

Whipping her around, he faces her directly towards a camera, covered in cum and all. On her hands and knees on the coffee table at this point, Buffy is in no position to stop Snyder from penetrating her anus. As he begins to slide his cock into her ass from behind, leaving Buffy whimpering and mewling at the sudden intrusion into her back door, Snyder sneers into her ear.

"Look directly at the camera and tell anyone who sees this exactly who and what you are, Summers."

Ah, so total and utter humiliation? Buffy might just have cum a little again. Licking her lips once more, Buffy stares into the biggest camera in the room as she gets butt fucked and does as she's told.

"H-Hello e-everyone... mm, my name is Buffy Summers, a-and I'm a worthless, naughty, ooh, whore. I'm a slutty, mm, little cum dump t-that gives the authority figures, ah, in my life a-all kinds of t-trouble! I'm getting fucked up the ass r-right now for being such a needy c-cunt, and I deserve every b-bit of, oooh, it!"

Growling in her ear, Snyder speeds up his thrusts at that, causing Buffy to become thoroughly derailed as she squeals from the anal pounding she's receiving.

"That's right, Summers. Damn right you deserve it. Take it, you little cunt! Take it!"

... Buffy thinks she might have become something of a bad influence on Principal Snyder, funnily enough. But... the slutty blonde whore isn't about to try and rein it in now. He's taught her that her place is at his feet... so why can't she be the one to teach him how to treat a worthless slut-cunt such as herself in turn? Moaning wantonly, Buffy experiences her first ever orgasm from getting butt fucked as the Principal continues to rail her anus.

She expects to have many more though in the days to come. Something has well and truly awakened in Principal Snyder at this point. They've gone beyond just a clandestine relationship between educator and student. And Buffy can't wait to see what Snyder has in mind for her next.

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Finishing off his last piece of paperwork with a flourish, Principal Snyder lets out a contented sigh. Then, he sets down his pen and pushes back from his desk, at the same time reaching under it to grab the young woman currently between his legs by the girlie pigtails her hair is currently fashioned into so that he can yank her back with him.

This severely unbalanced Buffy Summers, to the point that she ends up dropping forward onto all fours from her original kneeling position, her lips remaining suctioned down around Snyder's cock and her tongue swirling along his length as she stares up at him, dutifully sucking his dick to the best of her abilities even now. Her hands, which had been folded in her lap before, are now palm down as she braces herself, her back arching like a particularly playful cat.

Looking down at her, Snyder grins and then releases his grip on her pigtails, leaning back further in his desk chair.

"You know, Ms. Summers... I've been thinking."

Taking this as the cue it is, Buffy shuffles herself forward so she's halfway out from under the desk and can once again kneel properly between his legs. Then, she pops his cock out of her mouth, exchanging her lips and tongue for her hands. As she begins to give him an enthusiastic handjob, the gorgeous blonde, her hair done up in pigtails and her outfit quite... pink in it's colors, looks up at him guilelessly.

"What about, Principal Snyder?"

Smirking somewhat evilly, Snyder steeples his hands in front of him on his belly, shrugging his shoulders.

"You've been a very good girl of late, Ms. Summers. Haven't had a tardy in quite some time, haven't had a detention either. The cheer team is doing well ever since you joined, and your teachers say your grades are on the up. Dare I say it... you've reformed."

Blushing at that, Buffy smiles shyly as she ducks her head, unused to receiving compliments from her Principal. He wasn't exactly the complimenting type. Which is what made it obvious that this was all leading somewhere.

"Well, thank you sir..."

"You're welcome. But of course, given your reformation... we probably don't need to have these one-on-one meetings quite so much anymore. In fact, it's probably time to bring them to a close, once and for all."

That gets Buffy's attention, her eyes going wide in surprise and horror as she stops dead in her tracks, looking up at him in honest confusion. The Principal just continues on, seemingly oblivious to her reaction.

"After all, I am a busy man. My time is better spent working for the betterment of ALL students, especially when you're very clearly no longer in need of the extra attention."

"B-But sir! I-I am still in need of the extra attention! Every day is a struggle where I fear I may return to my degenerate ways, Principal Snyder! You're the only thing keeping me on the straight and narrow sir!"

A laughable statement to be sure, given what sort of things they did together. Hell, given what Buffy was doing for him even now, her handjob having grown even more energetic as she stares up at him imploringly, as she begs him with her eyes and words alike to reconsider. Snyder just hums and smiles down at her.

"Oh, I think you underestimate yourself, Ms. Summers. You won't fall back into bad habits, I'm sure of it. Because then you would disappoint me, and I know you don't want to disappoint me."

A thread of command enters Snyder's voice as he grabs Buffy by one of her pigtails again, making his point perfectly clear. Moaning like the wanton little submissive slut she's become; Buffy just shakes her head.

"N-No sir, I d-don't..."

Smirking down at her, Snyder just nods.

"Which is why I know that you're the perfect person for a new role I've developed. It's a role that wasn't specifically made for you... but one that I think you'll excel in all the same."

Something akin to relief spreads through Buffy as she realizes that he's not actually trying to throw her aside. He's going somewhere with this, obviously. He's just enjoying making her squirm as he works on the build-up. Plastering a happy, peppy smile on her face, Buffy beams as she bobs her head up and down eagerly.

"That sounds exciting, sir!"

Chuckling, Snyder rolls her pigtail in his hand.

"Indeed, it does. I think you'll quite enjoy the work. After all, you'll be helping other naughty girls learn to be good as well."

That gets an owlish blink from Buffy. Surely he can't say what she thinks he's saying... right?

"It's quite simple, pet. You might have been the biggest problem child in this damn school, but you are far from the only delinquent on campus. From the quiet ones to the popular girls, there are several young women at Sunnydale High who could benefit from the same discipline that you've received. You're going to help me... show them the error of their ways."

Slowly, Buffy turns Snyder's words over in her head. Something deep inside of the Vampire Slayer, something not quite too far gone, takes umbrage with his words. It's one thing for him to do what he's done to her. She's loved every last second of it, even if she hadn't thought she would at first. But other girls...

Tossing as sultry a smile as she can manage onto her face, Buffy bats her eyelashes seductively.

"Aren't I enough for you, Principal Snyder? You don't need those other girls, right?"

Rather than agreeing with her, Snyder just rolls his eyes and suddenly yanks on her pigtail. Buffy yelps as she's subsequently dragged to her feet and spun around, her Principal bending her over his desk. As her palms come down on the wood surface, his hand is already up under her hot pink skirt, his fingers sinking into her sopping wet depths. She's not wearing any panties, so there are no panties to get in his way.

Thrusting two digits up into her, he curls them and forces her up onto her tip toes at the same time that he's tugging on her hair, forcing her head back as his lips ghost across her ear.

"It's not about what's enough, Ms. Summers. It's about what certain female students need in order to properly excel in the same way you have. You've gone from the worst student in this school to one of it's best. Don't you think your friends deserve the same?"

Shuddering, moaning, struggling to think through the haze of pleasure as she instinctively gives in to being fingered like the horny little slut she is, Buffy licks her lips and pants noisily.

"F-Friends, sir?"

Still pressed into the side of her head, Snyder's voice slides across her ear like a snake as he goes so far as naming names.

"Willow Rosenberg, Cordelia Chase, Amy Madison, and Harmony Kendall. All girls with their own problems. All girls that could benefit from some extended disciplinary sessions with me. Don't you agree, pet?"

Buffy moans as Snyder adds a third finger to her hungering twat, making it even harder for her to think straight. In truth, all four of those girls ARE her friends at this point. Even as Buffy had changed herself to make the Principal happy, joining the cheerleader team and effectively acting like she had before becoming the Vampire Slayer and burning down her old school's gym, she hadn't left her previous friends behind.

Meaning she was now in the unique situation of having bridged the gap so to speak. She was best friends with Willow and Cordelia alike, and passing acquaintances with Amy and Harmony as well. Though, Buffy can't help but be a little confused.

"W-What... what makes Willow such a naughty girl, s-sir? I thought she had really g-good grades?"

Snyder grunts into her ear and a moment later switches his fingers for his cock. Buffy lets out a loud, wanton moan as he sinks into her depths, his hand coming down on her ass in a harsh spanking that causes her to yelp and jolt forward with a squeak.

"There are rumors swirling around Ms. Rosenberg and Ms. Madison that both have engaged in... witchcraft. Now, needless to say, this isn't a good look for the school. We can't have wiccans running around, can we?"

Buffy whimpers, unable to formulate a response at first, so Snyder responds by spanking her again, just the way he knows she likes it.

SMACK!

"CAN we?!"

"N-No sir!"

Letting out a pleased grunt, he goes back to fucking her, even as Buffy tries to... well, she's not sure what she's trying to do at this point. Is she trying to convince Principal Snyder that this is a bad idea? Because honestly, the more she thinks about it, she's not so sure it is.

Okay, so maybe the other girls wouldn't be as into it as she was. Maybe they wouldn't be so interested in getting dominated by Principal Snyder. He wasn't exactly what one would describe as a conventional sort of handsome. But Buffy saw past skin deep and knew that Principal Snyder was more than just his looks. He was a man who knew how to put a submissive woman in her place, and Buffy LOVED that about him.

... Maybe Willow would too? Hell, maybe Cordy's constant sarcasm and haughty attitude was all a front for her true submissive nature! Or maybe Amy or Harmony would be into older men! Really, who was Buffy to decide for those girls that they didn't want to learn to love being dominated by Snyder's cock? Eyes rolling around in her head, half her focus on getting fucked and the other half thinking about what this all might mean, Buffy moans as she tries to formulate a proper response to Snyder's idea.

"W-What... nnngh, what would you w-want me to do exactly, s-sir?"

Digging his fingers into her hips, thrusting into her squelching, orgasming cunt from behind, Snyder lets out a husky, dark sort of chuckle.

"Well, as my personal assistant in this new initiative, I would expect you to put in the leg work, Ms. Summers. There's no doubt in my mind that those four young women, among others, are in serious need of... discipline. But of course, I don't have the direct evidence I need yet to confirm it, or else I would have called them into my office before now."

Leaning forward, Snyder reaches around to Buffy's front and pulls down her top, exposing her small, supple breasts. He gropes and squeezes one for a moment, causing another mewling moan to burst from the blonde's lips, before sliding that same hand up to her throat instead, clasping his fingers around her neck, though he doesn't squeeze down.

"I want you to find that evidence of wrongdoing for me, Buffy. I want you to find proof of their misdeeds. They're naughty little bitches, the lot of them, just like you were. And once we have the proof, we can bring them in and I can discipline them, each and every one."

Maybe it's the fact that she's being fucked while he's putting all of this into her head, maybe it's months of being conditioned to obey Principal Snyder and love everything that he was doing to her... but it was getting harder and harder to find a reason to disagree with him now that his cock was lodged nice and deep in her hungry twat.

Maybe... maybe it would be alright to give in. N-Not that Buffy would go out of her way to look for blackmail on her friends or anything like that. But maybe she could start feeling them out and see what they thought. Sharing this pleasure with them, sharing her love of sex and getting dominated with Willow or Cordy... it really didn't sound half bad.

"Well, Ms. Summers? Can I count on you?"

Principal Snyder's voice is deceptively calm, and Buffy almost says no just to see how he might punish her into compliance. But in the end, she gets off on him being happy with her just as much to be honest. She's done enough of the whole 'being naughty just to get punished harder' thing and these days she's usually a very, very good girl for him.

So, letting out a gurgling moan, Buffy nods her head as she bounces her hips back into Principal Snyder's thrusting cock, her pussy walls tightening around his cock.

"Y-Yes sir... you can c-count on me!"

Much to her delight, Snyder starts to fuck her harder, seemingly turned on by her ultimately agreement. She's giving in, at least in his eyes. But truth be told, Buffy knows she can put a stop to this whenever she wants. She's the Vampire Slayer after all. She won't let Principal Snyder go too far. But if she loved getting fucked this much, then surely Willow might as well, right? And it'd be fun to do her cheer routine right alongside Cordy and Harmony for the Principal...

As pleasure continues to wash over her in waves, Buffy lets herself sink into it, lets herself fall into that yawning pit of ecstasy and bliss once more. Her eyes roll back in her head, her tongue lolls out of her mouth, and she takes Principal Snyder's cock again and again inside of her clenching, squeezing, gushing wet quim.

For the moment, she just settles in and enjoys the good hard dicking. Convincing her friends to let Principal Snyder fuck them can wait for tomorrow...

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