Faith's Cellmate
by Faithful_chickie
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These characters are the property of Joss Whedon.
Kathryn Merteuil is the property Roger Kumble and Columbia Pictures.
Spoilers: Season Six of BTVS.
Author's Notes: This story is based on Thomas Madden's ficlet - Faith
and her "Buffy".
Dedication: To Thomas, thank you. You're such a sweetie. :D
Feedback: Yeah, sure. Okay, Pleaseee.
Kathryn Merteuil stepped out of the van, glaring. This was still all unbelievable to her. She was actually going to prison. *Well, I'll just handle this like everything else. I'm in control.* She smirked at the nervous guard and his awkward behavior... obviously he was attracted to her.
No one could fault him on that though. The petite brunette was striking, with her dark hair and perfect skin.
Her big green eyes glittered angrily as she sneered at the gawking group. "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing. Uh... over here, Miss." The guard clumsily guided her through the gate. "The warden would like to meet you."
"Whatever! Can we hurry this up?! I've been in the back of that van all damn day." Kathryn glared at them.
The female guard shoved her roughly inside. "Quiet down, Princess!"
"Hey! Watch it!" The male guard scolded the other one as he quickly caught Kathryn to prevent her from falling. She gave him a sexy smile. He swallowed hard and smiled back. "Are you okay, Miss?"
"Yes. Thank you. You're such a gentleman. What's your name?" She asked, batting her eyelashes.
He tipped his hat and stuttered like a school boy. "William. My name is William."
The female guard rolled her eyes. "Bring her this way, Romeo." She grumbled, leading the way.
Kathryn sat across from the fat, stubby warden who insisted on leering at her. She found him repulsive, but playing the game was her 'thing' so she flirted shamelessly.
"Well hello, sir. I'm Kathryn." She held her hand out which he took and bowed over, planting a kiss on it.
"You are lovely just like a delicate rose, Miss Merteuil. I'm so glad that you've been assigned to my penitentiary. I think we can both help each other out." The greasy pig held a chair for her. "You see, you're a real lady. Unlike most of these savages." His eyes gleamed with hatred.
"I'm here to cooperate, warden. I'd like a good recommendation for my parole hearing. Is that feasible?" Kathryn studied the stout man carefully.
"I like the way you think. And yes, it's very feasible. You see, I need some help with a certain inmate, and I believe you're just the candidate for the job." He rubbed his hands together with delight. "Play it right and it's an early release.... But if you screw up, you may leave in a pine box. Are you willing to take the chance?"
"Try me." The beautiful brunette smirked. Yes, this was her specialty, scheming.
Faith lay on her bunk, tossing the ball at the opposite wall. She was so bored; it was almost painful. *Damn, everyone has a roommate but me... just `cause I kicked the last one's ass. Geez, like it was my fault the stupid bitch hit on me. She's lucky I didn't slit her throat.* The slayer snickered as she caught the ball. She did regret beating the woman, because at least the cow was someone to talk to.
Her punishment of no new cellmate didn't matter at first, but now she was climbing the walls. *That bastard warden! I could kill him... ugh! But I won't.* She frowned and started throwing the ball again.
"Faith! On your feet!" The guard yelled, hitting the bars with her baton. "You have a new cellmate."
The other guard laughed as she looked at Kathryn. "Good luck, Princess. Faith's a real killer. She beat her last cellmate within an inch of her life. I give you a week." She chuckled loudly as she shoved the petite brunette into the cell.
Faith got off the top bunk and stood at the back of the cell like she was supposed to. She had her light switched off so the room was bathed in shadows. The slayer watched as the new inmate stumbled forward.
Kathryn swallowed down her fear and looked up, surprised by what she saw. In front of her stood a gorgeous girl, dark and mysterious- looking. Kathryn was intrigued, but hid her interest behind a mask of contempt.
"Let's get this straight. I may look dainty, but I'm in here for murder so watch yourself, because one more won't make any difference to me. Play nice and I can help you out; I'm quite rich." Kathryn decided to nip it in the bud and let her know who is boss.
Faith tilted her head back and laughed. She stepped close and lifted Kathryn off the floor with one hand. "You're funny, and I'm bored so I won't kill you... yet." She reached up and pulled the string on the light bulb, getting her first good look at the girl she held.
Kathryn squinted against the bright light and glared her hatred at Faith.
"HOLY SHIT!" Faith paled as she set the girl down gently.
Kathryn smirked at the reaction. *I guess the warden was right.* She watched curiously as the tough brunette backed away from her, muttering.
"B... B... Oh my god. You... you..." Faith reached out, holding onto the wall to keep herself standing.
"What's wrong, honey? You look as if you've seen a ghost." She smiled and approached the shocked slayer. "What name are you trying to say? Hmmm?" She leaned close and whispered. "Buffy."
Faith blinked and stared at the brunette. "Shut up! Now get this straight! You're mine from now on! Do you hear me?! You're mine! Don't let anyone touch you! Tell them that you're Faith's property!"
Kathryn raised an eyebrow. "No, I believe I'd like to shop around." She settled on the bunk and glanced around the room. "This place needs some serious work. It's so depressing."
Faith strode over to her and grabbed her roughly. "What's your name?"
"Kathryn."
Faith picked Kathryn up off the bed and looked at her. "You're going to dye your hair, blonde."
The small brunette gave her a bored look. "And why should I do that?"
"Because I said so! And you're mine now!" She shook Kathryn hard. "I'm all you'll have protecting you. If anyone asks, you tell them that you belong to me. Do you understand?! YOU TELL THEM THAT YOU'RE MINE!"
Kathryn tried to pull Faith's hands off. "Owww! Fine. Let go, you're hurting me."
The dark slayer dropped Kathryn back onto the bed and began to pace. She needed to think this out. This girl was going to mean a lot of fighting to protect. Not only was Kathryn fresh meat, and stunning, but she had an attitude to boot.
Faith smiled as she turned and looked at her cellmate. Things had just starting looking up. The dark slayer would finally have her Buffy.
The lunch buzzer sounded. Faith quickly stood, but Kathryn continued to lounge on her bunk.
The slayer became angry. "Get your ass up."
"I don't feel like it." Kathryn motioned dismissively.
"What you feel like doing doesn't matter. Now get up before there's a problem. I just got you and you're not going into solitary confinement. I'll put you in the infirmary first. Understand?!" Kathryn lifted her hand to slap Faith, but the dark slayer caught her wrist and held it tight. "You better cut the crap. Do you want me to beat the hell out of you?!"
Green eyes glittered with amusement. "You wouldn't dare."
"Oh yeah and why's that?!" The younger girl was growing increasingly frustrated.
"Because I look like your precious Buffy. That's why." Came the sharp retort.
"Not enough like her." Faith yanked her cellmate from the bed. "Now shut up and do as you're told."
Kathryn gave her a bored look, and leaned past the bars. "William! William!"
"Yes, Kathryn." The guard came running over, elated.
"I'd like to be taken to see the warden, please."
Faith raised an eyebrow. *The girl's got guts, that's for sure!*
"Of course." He immediately opened the cell to the slayer's surprise.
Faith's eyes narrowed as the petite brunette was led away. *She can just go and see the warden? Why?*
"I'm going to need some things if I'm going to pull this off." Kathryn sat in the warden's office studying her nails.
"Just tell us what; my associates will be more than happy to provide," the warden reassured, snapping his fingers to alert his secretary to take notes.
"Can you get me some pictures of this Buffy Summers. And I'll need my hairdresser and some other assorted assistants. Can they be granted passes?" The pretty brunette smiled charmingly.
"That sounds reasonable. Any time estimates available?" He pressed.
"Not until after my make-over, but so far she's sees a resemblance."
Faith frowned as she sat alone in the dining hall. *Damn that girl! Where'd she go?!* The meal was over and they were ushered to the rec room when Faith first heard the commotion.
There were catcalls and shouts. Jumping to her feet, the slayer ran to the hall with the others.
"BUFFY!" The brunette gasped and rushed out to the petite beauty.
"Fuck off, Faith! We saw her first!" Four of the butchest stepped forward. "She's ours now!"
Kathryn swallowed anxiously. *Maybe, this wasn't such a smart idea.* She glanced at Faith in panic.
"It's okay B. I'll protect you. Get behind me."
This time Kathryn didn't question her as stepped behind her, terrified.
The dark slayer's eyes welled up as she turned to gently caress Kathryn's hair.
The older girl could see the determination in the brunette's face before Faith shifted to face the crowd.
"She's mine! And anyone who thinks otherwise is in for a world of pain!" Faith shouted loudly so all the gawking prisoners could hear.
"Yeah Faith? Go fuck yourself! We're sick of your shit! Ain't no one afraid of you!" The biggest butch of the group sneered as she pulled out a homemade knife. "Give the girl over and maybe I won't gut you like a fish!" She threatened, advancing slowly.
Kathryn cringed and clung to the brunette. "Faith, please.."
"Shhhh... you're not going anywhere. Just relax, B. I'm going to take care of you. I promise."
The now blonde girl eased up. She somehow believed Faith. This would be it. The guards were making no moves to interfere. Kathryn noticed with a scowl that William was missing from the group, but the spiteful guard who kept referring to her as princess was present.
*She did this! I need to see the warden! Fuck!* The cornered beauty glared at the guards as they leered, ready for a show.
Faith gently guided Kathryn to the edge of the room. "Stay here, B." She gave her a hug and turned toward the others just as they rushed her.
Kathryn's eyes widened as Faith did a flip then a kick. She watched in awe as the brunette picked one woman up and tossed her into the crowd then spun around and disarmed the bitch with the knife.
*Huh! Well look at that!* She smirked and leaned against the wall as Faith kicked the shit out of them within seconds. *This could work out better than I thought.* The little blonde peered around the room, gauging the fear in the other inmates eyes as they submissively backed away. Kathryn was soon grinning. Here was her source of power, Faith.
The dark slayer stood and dusted herself off as the women lay groaning on the floor around her. "ANY OTHERS?"
Everyone scrambled to get out of Faith's way as she walked back toward her pet. She smiled like one under a spell and held out her hand. "Buffy."
Kathryn shrugged it off and took her hand. After all, the girl had saved her from probably being gang raped and beaten.
The two made their way back to their cell without incident. Faith led her to the bed and sat her down.
"You look amazing." Her dark eyes filled with tears and her hand trembled as she reached out to touch Kathryn's cheek.
"Yeah, well you told me to dye my hair blonde. Thought I'd give it a try." Kathryn snickered, trying to dismiss the tenderness in Faith's eyes. *Geez, I wonder who this Buffy loser is...* She bluntly asked, "So what are you going to make me do now?"
"Huh?" The slayer shook her head. "You're mine, that's all. You're my Buffy from now on." She lay back on the bed and pulled the pretty blonde, Buffy look-alike into her arms. "Shhhh... no one is going to hurt you."
Kathryn rolled her eyes but let the overwhelmed brunette continue to hold her.
"Okay, do you mind letting go of me?" Kathryn asked in a snide tone, turning to look at Faith.
"Uh... no. Sorry." The dark slayer released the smaller girl. "But I want you to stop being such a bitch. Buffy isn't like that."
"Really?!" Kathryn sat up and stared at her. She arched an eyebrow and then said with sarcasm. "I bet she's a fucking saint, right?!"
"NO SWEARING!" Faith shook her. "Buffy doesn't swear. Do you understand? You're Buffy now. No more Kathryn. You tell people that your name is Buffy."
*Wow, this girl's a real piece of work.* Kathryn laughed. "So you've had mental problems for a long time now, have you?"
"Listen!" The slayer grabbed her roughly and slammed her against the bed. "I'll protect you, but you have to do something for me."
Kathryn tensed up. *Here it comes. Shit!*
"You be Buffy. And do it well. No half ass shit. I want you to start believing it yourself. You got that?!" Faith dug her fingers into Kathryn's arms until she winced.
"Let me guess, this Buffy bitch.. she was your girlfriend?" The little blonde snickered with disgust.
Faith's face fell, and she quickly looked away.
Kathryn laughed loudly. "You're pathetic! Do you know that?! Ha! In love with some bitch that doesn't even know you're alive. Am I right?!" Her tone was cold and cruel.
"Shut up, you fucking cunt! Don't you ever refer to Buffy as a bitch! She's a hero. She's perfect. She's why I'm here. So don't you ever mouth off again about her or I'll kill you on the spot!" Faith's hands went around Kathryn's neck and she squeezed to show her sincerity. "Insult Buffy again... I swear I'll kill you!"
Kathryn coughed and shoved at Faith. "Fine! Get off of me!"
The brunette let go and gently stroked her cheek. "Are you ready to be Buffy now?"
"Yes, I'm Buffy." The tiny blonde snickered and flicked her hair.
Faith's eyes narrowed. "Don't do that! Buffy, isn't like that. She very sweet and proper. You behave right, or I'll knock out your teeth." The dark slayer lifted her fist.
Worried, Katherine quickly reached out. "Shhh... Faith, it's okay. Buffy's sorry."
Faith immediately lowered her hand, but eyed her with some suspicion. "Come on, let's go back to the rec room." She stood up and held out her hand.
"Are you sure it's safe?" The small girl looked up nervously.
Faith smiled big. "B, I told you I will kill anyone who touches you, and they know it so yeah, it's safe."
They entered the room amidst much staring and whispers. A path was cleared for Faith instantly and Kathryn noticed they moved aside for her too. She smirked at this. She might be able to survive this after all and stay on top.
"Let's play ping pong, B." Faith very gently took Kathryn's hand and led her to the table. All the onlookers guffawed at Faith's treatment of the petite blonde. The slayer acted as if she was a queen. They watched with great interest as the most deadly and toughest inmate held a door for the little beauty and very tenderly guided her to the tables.
There was muttering among the inmates and guards. Faith apparently cherished this new little blonde. They took note, but kept their distance. Kathryn looked about and grinned. Faith's treatment of her just elevated her to a highly respected status. She tightened her grip on Faith's hand and decided to lay it on thick.
"Oh Faith, it looks like all the tables are taken." She batted her long eyelashes over her magnificent green eyes.
Faith could feel her heart flutter. She brushed a golden lock from the adorable girl's face. "Nonsense sweet. We wait for no one."
And Faith was right. When they made their way over, all the convicts placed down their paddles and moved away from the tables. Now all of them were empty. Faith's eyes glittered with satisfaction as she turned to her petite companion. "See?"
Kathryn was delighted and giggled at the angry but frightened inmates as they scurried out of her way. "This is fun."
Faith spun around when the little blonde giggled. "Do that again!"
"What?" Kathryn giggled again as if confused. "Do what, Faithy?"
The brunette almost swooned as she pulled Kathryn in her arms and gave her a hug then whispered. "You're doing great. I love it."
"Okay Faith, prepare to get your ass kicked!" Kathryn announced, dropping the ping pong ball on the table.
The inmates and guards nervously looked at Faith expecting her to slap the girl. She only chuckled and winked. "Go ahead, babe. Give it your best shot."
PART 4 - The Popsicle Princess
Faith grinned at the cute little blonde. She looked exactly like Buffy. Her new cellmate was a perfect treat for Faith. The brunette glanced around and noticed that all the inmates were watching them. Assuming all the stares were at her little Buffy, Faith puffed up proud. *See. Everyone thinks Buffy's beautiful.* She failed to realize that just as many eyes were trained on her.
Most of the butches' bitches were giving lovesick looks in Faith's direction. They had never seen what kind of a partner Faith would be and had assumed the worst, but now with the way she was treating this little bitch they knew the tough and beautiful brunette was quite a catch.
There was a great deal of jealously and tension in the room as Faith and Kathryn remained the center of attention. Faith seemed mostly oblivious, but Kathryn put on quite a show, enjoying the attention.
The dark slayer chuckled as the little blonde missed again and complained. Kathryn internally smirked as she laid on the prissiness. "Oh darn it!" She pouted prettily. "Faith, no fair. I wasn't ready."
"Awwww... B. We'll play that point over." The dark-eyed beauty gave Kathryn a dazzling smile. "Tell you what Kitten. We'll stop now and get you some ice cream." She set down her paddle and held out her hand.
Kathryn placed her hand in Faith's and smirked at the jealous onlookers, sticking her nose high in the air. "Really Faith? We can have ice cream?" She noticed the inmates staring in disbelief.
"Of course, B. You can have anything you want. I protect a lot of people for favors." She tapped Kathryn lightly on the nose and led her toward the kitchen. Two of the guards tipped their hats and followed Faith. The dark slayer knocked lightly at the door. It opened slowly and one of Faith's protected poked her head out.
"Faith, what can I get you?" The woman stuttered fearfully.
"Hey Martha, I think my girl wants some ice cream. Don't you, Buffy?" The brunette turned toward the small girl at her side.
Arching an eyebrow and smirking slightly, Kathryn demanded loudly. "A Popsicle. I'll have a Popsicle." She barked out the order, pleased with how quick the woman ran to do her bidding.
Faith chuckled and took the Popsicle peeling off the wrapper and handing it to Kathryn. The little blonde took the treat and smiled, batting her eyelashes at the brunette. Faith sighed before turning back toward the woman. "Martha, this is my Buffy."
The woman bowed her head. "Nice to meet you, Buffy. If you need anything, my name's Martha."
"Thank you, Martha. No. I think this will be all." Kathryn smiled, comfortable with giving orders.
"Still wanna shop around to be someone else's bitch." Faith teased as she led her back to the rec room. She leaned close, lightly kissing Kathryn's ear. "See. No one else has a Popsicle."
The little blonde looked around and noticed with great satisfaction, that indeed no one else had gotten their girl a treat. Presumably only Faith had that much leverage. Kathryn smiled well pleased. *Okay, I'll service this dyke, and I'll play Buffy.* The pretty blonde took Faith's hand. *Time to test her influence.* Kathryn pouted. "Faith, I want to eat my Popsicle outside."
Faith's brow furrowed as she took in the perfect Buffy pout. "Okay B. C'mon." She pulled Kathryn behind her. "Maxie, Buffy wants to eat her Popsicle outside."
The guards exchanged a glance then Maxie spoke up. "Faith, I... I don't know. We can't go outside with you."
"No need to." Faith's eyes narrowed, threateningly. "My B wants to go outside, Maxie." The dark slayer growled. "Right now!"
The guards scurried for their keys. "Okay Faith, c'mon. Don't let the others see you." But it was too late a small crowd was witnessing it all.
The little blonde turned and gave a nasty smile to the group. One that said, don't fuck with me. Then she squealed with delight as they stepped out into the sunlight. "Let's go sit over there."
"Wherever you want, Twinkie." Faith followed after the gleeful Buffy double. She smiled as Kathryn spun around and gave her a pleased grin.
"So Buffy can have anything?" She batted her pretty green eyes at Faith.
"Anything." The dark slayer stated matter-of-factly.
They got ready for lights out in relative silence. Both lost in their own thoughts. Faith was wondering what good fortunate brought her such a perfect little playmate, and Kathryn was wondering what lewd and disgusting sex acts Faith would make her perform.
The blonde glanced over to see Faith pulling on her nightshirt. *She does have an amazing body.* Kathryn tilted her head and stared. She noticed the large scar across Faith's abdomen. "How did you get that?"
The dark slayer glared. "Don't ask me that again! Do you understand?!"
The tiny blonde stepped back. "Sorry. Geez!"
"LIGHTS OUT!" The guards' booming voices filtered down the cell block.
"Goodnight B." Faith smiled and bent her head, kissing Kathryn very tenderly.
The little blonde swayed against her and smiled. Opening her eyes slowly, she blinked back her surprise when Faith then turned and climbed up into her bunk. *HUH?!* She stood for a moment expecting some command to be given. When none came she retired to the lower bunk, grateful but at the same time confused. Kathryn lay there for a long time listening to Faith sleep.
Occasionally the brunette muttered or whimpered in her sleep. It was kind of cute. Kathryn closed her eyes and drifted off.
"Buffy... B... wake up."
Kathryn grumbled and rolled over. "What?!" Making a cranky face, she swatted at Faith. "Stop it."
The dark slayer laughed. "Yep, you always were a brat in the morning. C'mon B, it's time to shower."
The little blonde squinted, dimly aware of the buzzer sounding in the background. "Ugh!" She frowned and pushed back the covers.
Faith's eyes went wide when she noticed the tiny girl was sleeping in just her panties. *Oh god, even her body is exactly like B's.* The brunette stumbled back.
Kathryn chuckled. "I wouldn't have taken you for shy."
"Just get up." Faith sneered, turning away from her.
They made their way down to the showers with little conversation. Faith took her towel and soap and followed Kathryn watching over her closely.
The water rivulets ran over Faith, refreshing her. She closed her eyes and ducked her head under.
Kathryn stood, gazing at the brunette. She glanced around and noticed the other inmates staring at her and Faith. *They want her.* The little blonde smirked. "Faithy, wash my back. Please."
"Yeah, sure." Faith soaped up her hands and began delicately running them over Kathryn's silky skin. *Oh fuck!* The dark slayer could feel herself heating up as she touched the tiny Buffy look alike. "There."
Kathryn turned around with a naughty smile. "Now do my front."
Faith peered around the shower room. *I guess no one's looking.* All the inmates had looked away. "Okay B, hold still."
Their eyes locked as Faith moved her hands over Kathryn slippery, soft body. Panting, Faith slid her hands lower. Kathryn bit her lip, chewing nervously as the slayer's hand lightly caressed her pussy. "Mmmmm..." She smiled and shivered. The touch was electric. She looked at the flushed brunette and gave a wicked grin. "Faith, we have an audience."
The slayer turned around to see all the gawking inmates. "Fuck!" Faith stepped in front of Kathryn hiding the small blonde's body behind her own. "Stop looking at her!" They stalled an extra moment staring at Faith with as much enjoyment. The dark slayer growled, and they scattered.
Kathryn chuckled. Faith turned around quick and the little blonde lowered her eyes innocently. "Sorry Faithy."
Faith smiled and hugged her. "That's okay B. They're all perverts." She kissed her lightly then slapped her bottom. "Come on, hurry up or we'll miss breakfast."
They sat at a crowded table of admirers. Faith had previously warded off others, preferring to limit her socialization. But Kathryn seemed to like a crowd so she invited anyone to sit their table. Within minutes of course their table had filled. Faith ate quietly, cracking an occasional joke while Kathryn virtually held court.
The pretty blonde was pleased with her power brokering position. Faith was the only one truly oblivious to the politics occurring. She thought of Kathryn as hers, but the truth of it was she was Kathryn's and all the inmates saw it. Faith didn't do much else, other than pamper and dote on her little "Buffy".
Their way to Faith was through the tiny bossy blonde who carried herself as if she thought she was a queen. Several inmates from other tables glared and cracked their knuckles as they watched her. She merely smiled and looped her arm through Faith's. "Faith, I'm still tired. I want to go back to sleep instead of going to the rec room." Kathryn batted her eyelashes.
"Sure B. C'mon." Faith stood up and took her hand.
She waved goodbye to her new found minions and followed her gold mine to the cell. If she keeps Faith, it's all smooth sailing. Kathryn leaned up against the brunette. "Will you lay in my bunk with me?"
Faith glanced at her, uncertain. "Why?"
"I just want you to hold me. Don't you want to hold your Buffy?" The green-eyed beauty pouted.
"Uh... I guess so. Up here though." Faith jumped onto the top bunk and reached down, picking Kathryn up. The blonde squealed with delight.
"You're strong Faith." She snuggled against the brunette yawning.
"Uh-huh. Go to sleep."
Kathryn peered up at Faith, studying her beautiful mouth... her full, red, luscious lips. *Mmmm... I want those lips on my pussy.* The little blonde wiggled. "Faithy, are you sure that you want to sleep?"
"No. You're the one who wanted to sleep. What's the problem?" Faith asked, annoyance creeping into her voice.
"There's no problem." Kathryn spoke softly, gently rubbing her body against Faith's. "I just thought maybe, we could... you know."
"Spit it out B. What do you want?"
A wicked grin spread across Kathryn's face. Whispering the words, she hovered just above the brunette. "I want you to lick my pussy."
Faith felt a rush of excitement travel through her like a bolt. Having Buffy lean over her and ask for some oral. Well, that was just the ultimate fantasy. She stared back shocked, stuttering nervously. "Uhhh... I.... umm... uhhh.."
Kathryn rolled her eyes. "It's not the SATs. Do you want to get me off or not?"
"Don't talk like that!" Faith scowled.
"Oh that's right. Buffy would never say that!" Kathryn snorted with disdain.
"I told you, don't talk about Buffy!" The dark slayer grabbed her roughly and flipped her on her back. "You're just a whore, aren't you?!" Faith's eyes gleamed with hatred as she spoke. "Listen to me, you little bitch! As Kathryn you're nothing, nobody, worthless but as Buffy you can save the world.... you're everything... you're an angel. Who do you want to be?!"
The little blonde held still, afraid for the first time. Faith was outraged. She had pushed the slayer too far. Kathryn stared back, waiting for whatever Faith had in mind.
"Who are you?! Answer me!" The brunette held her so tightly she was bruising the small girl.
Kathryn wanted nothing more than to claw Faith's eyes out. "I'm Buffy. I'm your Buffy." She whimpered as the pain became overwhelming. "Please, Faith.... you're hurting me."
Faith blinked as if surprised, quickly releasing the smaller girl. "B, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Come here." She pulled Kathryn into her arms and kissed her gently.
Tenderly, Faith caressed the petite blonde warming her with each touch. Kathryn closed her eyes and reveled in the sensations. Faith's touch sent sparks through her body. It was delicious. She moaned softly, spreading her legs.
Faith's breathing became ragged as she moved against the pretty blonde, grinding against her and kissing her neck. *Oh fuck! B! Oh B! I frickin' love you!* The dark slayer groaned as she reached down and tugged Kathryn's panties off.
Arching against Faith, Kathryn sought more contact. She was so hot and horny now. If she didn't cum soon she thought she might explode. "Please.. Faith... please..." Begging softly, the green-eyed beauty pushed Faith lower.
The slayer took the hint and crawled down Kathryn's perfect Buffy like body. She pulled open the cotton shirt, popping the buttons and peered at Buffy's lovely breasts. *Mmmm... fuck! Buffy!* Faith placed delicate kisses along them, sucking gently on the stiffening nipples.
*Omigod! This girl's amazing! Mmmmm... Yes!* Kathryn tangled her hands in Faith's hair, whimpering as the pleasure burned through her. Her stomach felt all tingly and her head light. "Oh Faith... please... mmmm... oh yes, baby... Buffy wants it... go down on me... pleaseeeee!"
Faith's tongue circled the pink little nub. She bit down lightly and pulled. Kathryn arched her back and moaned. "Faith... PLEASEEEE!"
The dark slayer slipped her hand lower and slid two fingers into Kathryn, hard and fast. The little blonde screamed in ecstasy. "OH MY GOD, YESSSSSSS!"
Faith lifted her head. "Shhhh... Buffy!"
Kathryn rolled her eyes. "Sorry Faithy."
Smiling, the slayer moved lower.
The Buffy twin watched with great interest as Faith's beautiful mouth came close to her pussy. At that moment there was nothing she wanted more than this gorgeous brunette's lips on her pussy... nothing she wanted more, not even her freedom.
"Please Faith... Buffy needs you... kiss it..." Kathryn reached down and played with Faith's dark tresses. The slayer gazed up and smiled. She leaned close and lightly blew on the little blonde's soaked pussy. Kathryn groaned and lifted her legs, spreading them wide. She couldn't wait any longer. "LICK ME! BUFFY NEEDS THIS!"
Faith's chest rose and dropped fast with her breathing. She was dizzy from want. Pleasing Buffy was her mission, and this was the closest she'd come. This girl was Buffy's double, identical in looks... perfect. Faith peered up at the beautiful blonde, green-eyed goddess and her heart fluttered. "Fuck! B, I love you. I always have."
She bent her head and tenderly kissed Kathryn's wet slit, slipping her tongue between the slick lips. "AHHHHHH! OH FAITHY! YESSSSS!" Green eyes glazed over as she watched Faith with a dreamy quality. Kathryn couldn't recall it ever feeling this good. She pulled Faith's face against her and moved her hips, gently riding the brunette's mouth. Kathryn loved Faith's mouth. *perfect.... full... soft... luscious lips.... Mmmmm... fuck me...*
The tiny slayer twin could feel herself getting close. *Oh yes, Faithy. I'm going to cum... all over your pretty face.* She smiled to herself as she tensed up and felt the flood of fluid rush out, coating Faith and filling her mouth. Kathryn grinned, even more turned on. Faith was her bitch! And she liked it... no, she loved it.
"Baby, come here." The little blonde reached down for her lover wanting Faith to hold her.
The young slayer didn't move. She was licking up all of Kathryn's wetness, cleaning her Buffy with her tongue.
Kathryn shuddered against the delicate kisses. She could feel herself getting wet again. "Oh fuck... Faith..." She bit her bottom lip, chewing on it to keep the dirty talk from spilling out. Kathryn was certain Buffy wouldn't use nasty language so she knew she mustn't.
"I love you." Faith tenderly kissed her soft, sweet pussy over and over. "Buffy... I love you... I'll love you forever..."
Faith's tearful confession was starting to irritate her. "Enough! Shut up!" Kathryn pulled the slayer's face against her to muffle the words. She moved her hips and smiled as Faith sucked her clit. "Ohhhhh! Yessss!... Faith... finger me.. please... I want you to put your fingers in me again." Normally she would just ask to be fucked, but who knew if proper little Buffy would ask such a thing.
Faith reached between her own legs, rubbing her clit. She knew she would cum in seconds. Then she used her other hand to stuff two fingers back into Kathryn who rode them hard.
Struggling to keep her lips firmly attached, Faith picked up Kathryn's rhythm as she fucked and sucked her. The blonde was impressed. *Faith has talent. Real talent! Hell yes!* She grinned and her eyes rolled back as an intense orgasm slammed through her. Kathryn could hold back no longer, and screamed out. "FUCK YESSSSSSS!"
Faith fell against her trembling. *That was amazing.* She finally had Buffy's body. A smile spread slowly across her face, and she lay spent against the sweet little blonde. "B.." Faith whispered the letter and closed her eyes.
Kathryn glanced down at the pretty slayer. *Fuck! This girl's good! Damn good!* The tiny brat smiled and sighed, stretching. She peeked down at the gorgeous brunette and felt happy. *This bitch is kind of growing on me. It isn't so bad here.* She gently pulled at a little curl by Faith's ear as the slayer slept soundly with her arms wrapped around Kathryn's waist.
Waking up from her nap, Kathryn glanced around. Faith still slept soundly. She eased herself out of bed and quickly dressed. Perhaps a little visit to the rec room was in order. Kathryn slipped out of the cell and headed into the room.
The other inmates immediately noticed Faith's absence. "Hey there blondie, where's Faith?" One of the butches snickered and sauntered over. "Did you come looking for someone to replace that stupid cunt?! I can take care of you real nice." The bulky woman flexed her flabby arm.
Kathryn stepped back, but the group had formed a circle around her. "What's wrong, Princess?! Not feeling so royal now?!" A large muscular woman shoved her. The little blonde stumbled back.
Kathryn swallowed down her fear. "Touch me and Faith will kill you." She stamped her foot for emphasis.
"Oh isn't she just adorable. All one hundred pounds of her. Just the cutest, little thing." Another burly woman stepped up and growled. "I can't wait until you're on your knees licking my snatch, you little bitch!" She slapped Kathryn hard, knocking her to the floor.
"She thinks she somethin'! Like she's better than us!" A smaller woman, missing teeth, grinned then kicked her in the side.
Kathryn didn't cry out though. She just struggled to stand. Rising slowly to her feet, she blinked as a fist connected with her eye.
"FAITH! HELP! FAITH!" She started to scream when she saw them closing in. Then the crowd parted.
Kathryn was lifted up and carried to the side. She peered up and saw Faith and Martha behind her. The Popsicle lady had gone and fetched Faith for her. She smiled her gratitude as Faith set the small blonde next to Martha.
The dark slayer spun around. She reached up and grabbed a pipe, tearing it from the wall. She had seen the bitch who threw the punch and went to work on her first. The woman soon lay on the ground a bloody heap, unconscious and barely breathing.
Faith strode back over to Kathryn. "Who else?! Who else touched you?!"
Martha helped the little blonde sit up. Kathryn angrily pointed out her attackers and watched as Faith took on five woman. The slayer didn't receive a single blow as she beat the living daylights out of the other women than tossed down the pipe.
"Aww... c'mon Faithy. She's not hurt really. They were just foolin' around." Two other burly inmates stepped up, contemplating how to take her. Another one came up behind, she had a guard's baton she kept slapping in her hand.
Faith picked up her up first and heaved her through the window, the outer bars caught her and saved her life, considering they were on the sixth floor. The dark slayer sprang at the other two, showing off with flips and jumps as she toyed with them. The two inmates backed away, looking for an escape. Faith closed in, smacking one into the other and then lifted them both at the same time, heaving them all the way across the room. They bounced off the far wall and twitched, but didn't move.
The brunette slayer turned around and faced the onlookers. Her eyes were black and her cheeks were flushed. The rage came off of her in waves. Inmates and guards scrambled back.
"IF ANYONE EVER TOUCHES BUFFY AGAIN, I'LL TEAR OUT YOUR GUTS AND FEED THEM TO YOU!" The dark slayer shouted, walking past them and ripping a steel door off its hinges, she bent it and threw it across the room. "NOTHING CAN HOLD ME! AND THE GUARDS CAN'T STOP ME! TOUCH MY GIRL AGAIN AND I WILL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!"
Faith strode over to Kathryn and gently lifted her up. Martha and one of the guards followed Faith to the infirmary. She placed the tiny blonde down on a bed then turned to the doctor. "She's having trouble breathing. I think they broke her ribs."
Faith stooped over Kathryn and kissed her. "I'm sorry, B. You shouldn't have gone anywhere without me. They could have killed you." Faith's eyes watered as she gently brushed back the soft blonde locks.
The doctor started to lift Kathryn's shirt but stopped when he saw the other inmates being brought in.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?!" Faith roughly grabbed him and shoved him back.
"They are more seriously injured." He gestured at the other prisoners. Faith was surprised to see that she had beaten so many women up. She shrugged.
"FUCK THEM! TAKE CARE OF BUFFY FIRST!"
Katherine smiled up at Faith and held her hand. "Thank you." Her voice was raspy and it hurt her to talk.
"Shhhh... baby. It's okay. Just don't go anywhere without me." The slayer held her carefully as the doctor checked Kathryn over.
After examining her and wrapping her ribs the doctor suggested that Kathryn stay in the infirmary for further observation.
"Noooo!" Kathryn whimpered and clung to Faith. "I don't want to."
The brunette turned back toward the doctor. "She doesn't need to. I'll watch for a concussion. Just give me whatever pain medication she needs, and I'll see that she takes it properly."
The guards came back in. Maxie walked up to Faith. "Sorry Faith, you have to come with me." The slayer turned to Martha. "Stay with her."
Faith was led in shackles to the warden's office. She sat down, glaring at the pig.
"Faith, we've got a real problem here. Apparently you've seriously beaten ten other inmates." He stood up smiling. Now he had her. "What do you think I should do about this?"
"Nothing. They had it coming. They attacked Buffy." Faith growled, raising her head and giving him an icy look.
The warden turned away to hide his smirk. Things were going better than expected. *The slayer's even calling her Buffy. Wait until I tell Wolfram and Hart.* He sat back down and smiled. "I see. So this was just a case of self defense? You stepped up to protect Miss Merteuil, and they attacked you?"
"Exactly. If I hadn't stopped them, they might have killed her. And if you put me in solitary they'll have another chance. I won't let that happen!" Faith's eyes challenged him. If he said solitary, she'd bust out and take Kathryn with her. She held her breath.
"No. Considering that it was self defense, I don't see why that would be necessary. Just tell Miss Merteuil to be more careful next time. I'm sorry Faith, what's her name again?"
"She likes to be called Buffy." The brunette lied.
"Of course. Buffy. Just keep an eye out for Buffy a little better, okay Faith?" He nodded to the guards and they removed the chains. "You can go now."
"I need to get B from the infirmary. I want to take care of her. She's not seriously hurt, and she doesn't want to stay in there." The slayer stood in front of him, daring him to object.
"That's fine." He smiled as he turned to the guards. "Take her to Buffy."
As soon as Faith was out of his office he picked up the phone and dialed Wolfram and Hart's offices.
Kathryn opened her eyes to see Faith carrying her. "Where are we going?" She winced as she asked.
The brunette glanced down at her and smiled. "Back to our cell, isn't that what you wanted?"
"Yes." The little blonde relaxed as Faith easily held her. Once inside the cell, the dark slayer lifted her up and placed her gently on the top bunk.
"There you go, B. It's better up there." Faith climbed into the lower bunk.
"Aren't you coming up here with me?" Kathryn peered over the edge.
"No. You have broken ribs. You need your space." The brunette rolled on her side and closed her eyes.
"It's okay. There's room. Pleaseee."
Faith hopped up and lifted the small blonde in her arms, cradling her. She sat with her back against the wall and Kathryn on her lap.
Green eyes stared up at Faith, trying to understand her. "Faith?"
"Hmm? What?"
"Why are you in here?" Kathryn studied the slayer carefully.
"Murder. I thought someone would have told you by now." Faith glanced down at the pretty girl in her lap.
"They did. I just thought maybe you were innocent."
"Nope." Faith adjusted her carefully. "Are you thirsty?"
"Yes, please."
The slayer gently placed Kathryn back on the bed and swung her legs over to hop down. "What do you want to drink?"
"I'm guessing I get water." Kathryn snorted then winced. It hurt to laugh.
"I asked what you want to drink." Faith turned back toward the bunk. "Well?"
"Ice tea with lemon and sugar." The pretty blonde scrunched up her nose, imitating a prissy little customer.
Faith laughed at the cuteness of it. "You got it." She disappeared out of the cell and came back a few minutes later with a cup. "Here. You need to take two of these." She handed Kathryn some pills. "It'll help you sleep."
"Thanks." Kathryn smiled as she sipped the ice tea. "Martha?" She asked indicating the drink.
"Yep, Martha. She's okay, ya know. You can trust her." Faith gently stroked Kathryn's soft blonde locks. "Kathryn?"
The little inmate blinked back her surprise, coughing slightly before answering. "Yes?"
"What about you? How did you end up here?" The dark slayer tilted her head and looked for any sign of deception as Kathryn spoke.
"My stepbrother, Sebastian.... There was an accident... but it was my fault. Anyway, he's dead." She held out the empty cup. Faith took it and set it down. "Where are you from?"
Faith grinned at her. "That was off topic. Boston. You?"
"Manhattan." Kathryn frowned as Faith chuckled. "What?!"
"Nothing. Get some sleep. I'll go get our dinners. Maxie, will watch out for ya." Faith lifted herself up to Kathryn and kissed her then dropped from the bunk and left.
The little blonde watched the slayer until she turned the corner. She sighed and laid back. *What did I get myself into?... Ugh!*
"Hey Martha, can I have some extra for Buffy?" Faith held out her tray again.
"Of course. How is the poor little thing?" Martha scooped some more potatoes out.
"She's alright, just learned a tough lesson, that's all. So did any of those bitches die?" Faith asked coldly.
"No. But they're messed up good, Faith. Everyone's talking about it. No one will touch your girl again, you can be sure of that." Martha said, placing an extra hamburger on the tray. "Come to the door later and I'll give you a Popsicle for your girl."
"Thanks M." Faith nodded and then headed directly to the male guard, William. She found him to be decent. "I wanna take this to Buffy."
He gave her a blank look.
"Kathryn. I wanna take this food to Kathryn." The slayer became impatient.
"Oh! Kathryn, yes.. of course." He ushered her out.
"Hey B, got ya some grub." Faith announced climbing up and peering over at Kathryn. The little blonde gave her a silly smile. The drugs were taking effect.
"Faithy, you're here." She giggled and fell back.
"Uh... yeah." The slayer set the tray down next to Kathryn and climbed up. "Here." She gently cradled the little blonde in her lap then reached down and got a forkful of food. "Open your mouth, B."
"Ooh, that food looks oogy... I don't want it." She swatted at the fork and giggled.
"Oogy? You said oogy." Faith lifted her and kissed her. "That was so Buffy of you." She hugged her tight.
Kathryn struggled to focus; she swayed as she stared at Faith. "Stop moving, Faithy. Hehehehe... So tell me Faithy, where is this Buffy now?"
The brunette stared off then spoke quietly. "Don't ask. Not right now." She lifted the food back to Kathryn's lips. "Open up."
This time the little inmate obeyed and opened her mouth wide. Faith smiled and gently slipped the food in. "Good. You eat it all and Martha said you can have another Popsicle."
Kathryn stared at her. "Why?"
"Why what?" The slayer asked feeding her another mouthful.
"Why this... why are you being nice to me?" The little blonde held up her hand to prevent Faith from feeding her another forkful `til she answered.
"Because I didn't take care of B last time. And every time I look at you... I see her." The slayer looked away as her eyes misted up. She shook it off and continued to feed the tiny patient. Kathryn had become quiet. "Hey sorry. Did I freak you out?"
"No. It's okay, Faith. I know I look like Buffy." The drugs had loosened Kathryn's tongue. She held still wondering if Faith would catch it.
The slayer peered down at her and her eyes narrowed. "You know? How do you know?"
"Because you told me."
"No. When you came in here, you said her name before I did. Tell me now." Faith's voice became gruff.
"Faith, please... don't. My head hurts. I feel sick...." The little blonde closed her eyes and leaned against Faith, whimpering. "The room is spinning."
The brunette softened. She eased Kathryn under the blanket. "Shhhh... just lay back." Faith jumped down and moved the tray then reached back up and tucked Kathryn in.
Standing by the bed, the slayer watched her sleep. That's when Kathryn looked the most like Buffy. Faith smiled and touched her cheek.
PART 9 - Fuck With Me and You're Dead
"Jesus Christ." Kathryn groaned as she opened her eyes. She gingerly touched her left eye. "Owwww!" Glancing around, she noticed that she was on the top bunk alone. "Faith?" The blonde peered over the side.
Faith was on the bottom still asleep, curled up on her side like a little kid. Kathryn smiled.
"Faith?"
The brunette yawned and stretched, looking up at the upside down face staring at her. "Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Like someone punched me in the eye and kicked me in the ribs." Kathryn snickered, moving back to lay down. "Come up here and talk to me."
"Sure but the buzzer is going to sound in a few minutes so you can't go back to sleep." Faith climbed up next to Kathryn. "Oh shit! Your eye!" The brunette reached out and touched it lightly with her fingertips. "I'm going to finish that bitch off for this! It's so.. so.."
"Gross!" Kathryn finished for her. "I can't believe I have a black eye. How disgustingly common!"
Faith laughed and mimicked Kathryn's snobby tone. "Yes, how common!"
"Cut it out! You know what I mean." The blonde pouted prettily.
"Yeah, I know. You're not use to the rough stuff." Faith chuckled kissing her tenderly. They stared in each other's eyes for a moment then the slayer backed away. "Come on, time to shower."
"The buzzer hasn't..." Before Kathryn could finish the sentence the buzzer was sounding. She quirked an eyebrow. "Okay, internal clock girl. Let's go shower."
Faith led her carefully to the showers. The other inmates watched as Faith gently undressed Kathryn and helped her wash. She was so loving toward the tiny blonde. It was mind boggling to the convicts; after all, this brunette beauty had just hospitalized ten other inmates yet she stood, soaping up the back of some bossy, bitchy girl. They knew Faith could easily snap Kathryn's neck, but instead she handled her like delicate china. *Weird stuff.* The prisoners quickly looked away as Faith turned to face them, giving them a warning glare.
"Faithy, will you wash my hair, please? It hurts for me to raise my arms." Kathryn's bottom lip jutted out.
"Of course, B." Faith carefully worked the shampoo through the long golden locks, marveling at the silkiness of them. "Close your eyes." She gently guided Kathryn under the water and rinsed it.
"Thank you. Do you want me to wash yours?"
"Nah, I'm taller. You'd have to lift your arms still. I can do it." The dark slayer grinned at her. "Shorty."
"Hey! I'm not short! Just not tall." The little blonde wrinkled her brow and swatted at Faith.
"Ok, not tall girl. Stop bugging me. So I can finish my own shower. Stand over there." The slayer pointed away from her. Kathryn smirked as she backed away.
She stood watching as Faith finished her shower, laughing at herself. *What would Sebastian say?!...if he was alive that is. Here I am mooning over some dyke convict... who by the way, has serious emotional problems. As if I don't?!* Kathryn chuckled.
Faith turned and looked. "What?!"
The little blonde cleared her throat. "Nothing. Just thinking of a joke, that's all."
The slayer's eyes narrowed, but she let it pass. Kathryn titled her head as she let her gaze roam over Faith's perfect body. *Damn, she's hot!* The tiny inmate glanced around and noticed most of the other prisoners were checking Faith out too and so were a few of the guards. She smiled.
"Hurry up, Faithy. I'm hungry." Kathryn whined and tugged the brunette's hand, pleased at their audience.
"I said hold your horses, B." Faith grumbled, gently pushing her back.
*Time to show my power.* Kathryn hid her smirk as she stamped her foot. "NOW! DAMMIT FAITH! I WANT TO GO NOW!"
All the other inmates turned to stare; you could have heard a pin drop. They held their breath waiting for Faith to kill her.
Instead the brunette tipped her head like a naughty puppy. "Geez! Okay B, cool it." She turned off the shower and took Kathryn's hand following her out.
The little blonde wore an enormous grin as she glanced around at the gawking inmates and guards. The message was sent. *Faith is wrapped around my little finger. Fuck with me and you're dead.*
They ate breakfast without incident. Once again a throng of prisoners surrounded them, hanging on Kathryn's every word. Faith ate with little interest. She was thinking about Buffy.
"Faith! Faith, I asked you a question!" The little blonde complained amidst several chuckles.
Faith turned and snarled at those gawking, then she glanced back at Kathryn with an apologetic look. "What?"
"Can we go to the workout room after breakfast? I don't want to get fat, you know." The tiny inmate crossed her arms over her chest determined.
Faith smiled at the thought. *A fat Buffy. That might be cute even. Buffy's always cute.*
"Earth to Faith.. Hello? You didn't answer my question." Kathryn was becoming a bit too pushy for Faith. She snapped.
"Yeah, now shut the fuck up! You're starting to irritate me."
Several of their fellow convicts guffawed. Faith scowled silencing them.
Kathryn immediately tested a new strategy and let tears well up in her eyes. "I can't believe that you'd talk to me like that." The little blonde laid the hurt look on thick even making her voice quake slightly.
"Awww..B. I'm sorry. Shhh.. don't cry." Faith became flustered. "Please. I'm sorry. Hey, you want some ice cream or a popsicle or somethin'. Come on, don't cry. I didn't mean it."
Kathryn sniffled then nodded. "Okay, I'll have a popsicle." Her pout turned into a smirk as Faith ran to get it. Several women had volunteered to watch out for Kathryn while Faith was gone. They weren't stupid; it was an easy way to get on Faith's good side.
Faith came back with the popsicle which she unwrapped and handed to Kathryn. "Hey, you can't really workout... your ribs, remember?" The brunette poked her lightly causing the little blonde to squeal with pain.
"Ouch! Faith! Don't do that!" Kathryn slapped at the slayer's hand.
Faith gave her a sheepish look. She'd forgotten that Kathryn wasn't really her fellow slayer. But who could blame her, the little blonde in front of her was identical to Buffy.
"Sorry, B." Faith held out her hand, and Kathryn took it, smirking as she heard several other inmates snickering and calling Faith whipped.
"I can watch you work out." Kathryn gave a satisfied nod as she sucked on her popsicle.
"I don't think you'll burn any calories that way." The brunette snorted, placing her hand very lightly on the small of Kathryn's back and guiding her into the exercise room.
"Are you saying I'm already fat?!" Her green eyes flashed.
"No!" Faith held up her hands as if surrendering. "Please, B. Ugh!"
Kathryn gave her a naughty smile. "Wanna lick?" She asked suggestively then slowly held out the popsicle as the group laughed.
Faith smirked as she bent her head and took a long and deliberate lick, locking eyes with Kathryn as she did it. The little blonde could feel her breath hitch.
Several of the inmates made noises of approval, hooting and clapping. *Damn, her mouth is luscious!* Kathryn sighed as Faith stepped back and gave her a crooked grin.
"Okay, you ready to watch me work out?" The dark slayer laughed at the notion, as she directed Kathryn to the bleachers at the side of the makeshift gym. Martha accompanied her along with a whole new set of minions and companions. All were eager for Faith's protection, but they were equally divided amongst themselves on who they would prefer as a lover. Most wanted both of them.
"Faithy... Faithy, come back here." Kathryn waved her hand at her cellmate.
The brunette trotted back from the free weights that her and several inmates were working out with and ducked her head. "WHAT?!" The annoyance in her voice was evident.
"Hey! Be nice!" The little blonde frowned until Faith mumbled an apology. "Do those flippy things. I like that."
Faith grinned big. "Really?"
Kathryn nodded, eager to show Faith off. "Yep. It turns me on." She whispered then gave a beautiful Buffy grin and a wink.
Faith stumbled back, awkwardly and smiled. "Uh... okay, B. What do you want me to do?"
Kathryn waved her hand. "I don't know. Do something gymnastic-y."
One of Kathryn's new minions squeaked out, "Here's one Faith. Do a front handspring, step out, rounded back handspring, step out, rounded back handspring, full twisting layout."
The inmates turned to look at Faith waiting for her response. Kathryn immediately chimed in. "Yes, do it Faith."
The slayer grumbled as she walked to one end of the gym, mumbling under her breath, "What am I... in the frickin' circus or somethin'?" She scowled as she noticed that everyone had stopped what they were doing to watch.
Faith took a breath, then rushed forward straight into the front handspring. She performed the moves flawlessly adding an extra flip and double twist at the end. *Whoopie-de-doo! Like that was hard?!* Faith snorted scornfully as most of the inmates and several of the guards clapped.
She returned to where Kathryn was sitting. The little blonde beamed at her. "That was amazing, Faithy. Do it again! Do it again!"
The slayer rolled her eyes. "Maybe later. I'd like to finish what I was doing. Martha, spot for me."
Martha and Faith went back to the free weights. Kathryn noticed several of the other inmates sighing as they watched Faith. She turned and glared at them. They quickly scattered.
Leaning back, she began speaking to the inmates who were waiting to ask for favors and provide some of their own. Mainly they were there to trade something to Kathryn in exchange for Faith's protective services. Each had their own gripe or problem. The little blonde starting becoming bored. She yawned and stretched, directing one of her already loyal followers to fetch her something to drink.
One of the women was bickering over the value of Faith's services. "Well, it won't do me any good if Faith ends up in solitary confinement, will it?!"
Kathryn sat up, irritated. "Faithy... Faithy, come here."
*Ugh!* The slayer strolled over. "What?"
"How strong are you?" Kathryn smiled. She knew some of the slayer story. The warden had filled her in, but she hadn't believed him before. Now she wondered.
"How strong do you want me to be?" Faith asked flatly.
"Can you bend metal bars?" Kathryn giggled along with several other inmates. She was just being playful.
The dark slayer rolled her eyes and walked over to pick up a barbell. She held it in front of her. Kathryn and the other inmates stopped laughing as Faith bent it in half with one fluid movement and no apparent effort.
She tossed it aside. "Can I please finish my workout now?!" The slayer turned and went back to where Martha was waiting.
Everyone was quiet as they glanced at Kathryn. A huge smile spread across the blonde's beautiful face. "I think I was undervaluing my Faith."
They all groaned at Kathryn directed one of her new little assistants to double everyone's required favors. The woman was jotting furiously in a notebook.
...continued in part 11...