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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, Multi
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Quinn_Fabray/Santana, Rachel_Berry/Quinn_Fabray, Santana_Lopez/Rachel
      Berry, Santana_Lopez/Quinn_Fabray/Rachel_Berry
  Character:
      Quinn_Fabray, Santana_Lopez, Rachel_Berry, Brittany_Pierce, Gleeks
  Additional Tags:
      BDSM, G!P, Anal, dp
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-06-22 Updated: 2012-12-20 Chapters: 11/? Words: 93911
****** I Own You ******
by boxcaracer
Summary
     Sometimes Rachel just wanted to give up control the two HBICs take
     her up on that.
Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own Glee obviously if I did than Finn would have
     been crying at the alter while Quinn screws Rachel into the ground.
     Ha. Okay warning this idea been rolling around my head for a while
     now. There will be a lot of smut and BDSM and g!p and so I have a
     thing for threeways. Can you blame me? Fapezberry is fucking hot. So
     if it's not your cup of tea continue on to a different story I won't
     be offended. Promise. This story is extremely AU. Starts off with
     Finn dumping Quinn right after the 'pilot'. Another thing I should
     mention Quinn never gets pregnant and the Unholy Trinity haven't
     joined Glee yet. Okay on with the show.
***** Please *****
Quinn Fabray is fucking tired of one Rachel Berry. Everywhere she turns there
she is with that stupid smile those stupid big doe eyes begging to be friends.
The bitch steals her boyfriend now she wants to bake cookies scoffs. I really
want to teach a lesson one where she finally learns you never fuck with the
head cheerio, Quinn smirks deviously. Oh yes, she will learn.
After a grueling practice all Quinn wanted to a nice hot shower and go home,
but apparently Rachel freaking Berry had other plans. "Excuse me Quinn, I
realize you're probably tired after a long practice but I must speak to you."
Quinn groans banging her head repeatedly against her locker, "Are you fucking
kidding me?"
"Yo Q do you want me to throw man hands out," Santana cracks her knuckles.
Rachel takes a step back, "There's really no need for violence Santana."
Santana gives her an evil smirk, "But the thing is Hobbit I like to use
violence," backing her up against the lockers.
Quinn walks up next to her smirking, "Speak Treasure Trail before I let Santana
have her way with you."
Flushing, "Well I uh I wanted to apologize for Finn's behavior earlier in the
hallway," she swallows thickly. "I never meant…"
"Never meant to what Hobbit, steal my boyfriend?" Quinn sneers.
"Yes I mean no," Rachel stutters, "It was never my intent…"
Quinn hisses, "Shut the fuck up! You're giving me a headache Berry."
Rachel shuts her mouth with a sharp snap.
Quinn looks at Santana who smirks they're thinking the same thing. They haven't
had any fun since Britt decided she didn't want to play anymore because she
wanted to try and have a normal relationship. The HBICs were upset but they
would never deny the girl anything they do love her in their own way.
Quinn takes a quick look around, the other cheerios have already left and Coach
Sylvester never stays this late so the coast is clear.
Quinn leans in and purrs, "Do you want to make it up to me Berry?"
Rachel swallows, "Y-y-yes."
Santana purrs, "Bend over her lap."
Rachel's mouth drops open. Out of everything they could've said she never
expected that, "Excuse me?"
Quinn breaths in her ear, "Bend over my lap Berry. Simple."
Santana runs a finger across her jaw gripping it firmly pulling her face next
to hers, "You've been such a bad girl stealing things that don't belong to you.
So you have to be punished."
"If this is some kind of joke it's not funny," Rachel tries to sound strong but
it ends in a whisper.
Quinn gaze hardens, "Who says we're joking Berry? Are you joking San?"
"Nope," Santana make the 'p' pop. "Q, I'm serious. Bend over and take your
punishment Berry. Unless…"
Rachel shakes in fear and maybe even a little arousal, "W-w-what?" She can't
think straight with them crowding her.
Quinn strokes her face, "Unless you're really not sorry at all."
Rachel whimpers she doesn't know what's wrong with her. She should be running
screaming out the room threatening to press charges on the girls. She should be
calling the ACLU. She should be going to principal Figgins. So why the hell
hasn't she moved?
"Tick tock Berry we don't have all day. I have other more important things I
could be doing than standing here with you," Quinn says.
"If we leave Berry than no forgiveness for you chica," Santana tells her.
"Oh," Rachel clears her throat. "Okay," she whispers.
Cupping her ear Santana says, "I didn't hear you. Berry speak up."
Clearing her throat again she repeats louder, "Okay I'll do it."
"Do what? Berry, be more specific," snaps Quinn.
"I'll take my punishment," she whimpers.
Santana moves grips her face again turning to look at her, "Punishment for
what? We asked for specifics Berry."
Rachel whimpers, "For stealing what doesn't belong to me?"
Quinn claps, "It's about time." She moves to sit on the bench and pats her
legs, "Hop on Berry like I said we don't have all day."
Santana backs away from her smiling devilishly she's going to enjoy the show.
The Latina wonders how submissive the girl is and how far they can push her
before she runs away.
Rachel swallows moving to Quinn at a slow pace, but the blonde was not having
it, "Faster Hobbit!" Rachel rushes forward, taking a deep breathe she before
she moves to lie on the HBIC's lap.
"Wait!" Santana yells, "Panties off."
"But," Rachel starts.
"Panties off or go home Berry. It's our rules. You follow them, but if you
can't handle them than leave," snaps Santana.
Blushing she reaches under her shirt and pulls her panties down.
Santana whistles, "Clean shaven Berry I'm surprised," sitting across from
Quinn.
Rachel blushes redder, "It's better for ballet."
"I don't really care Berry. You're taking up too much of my time. Go faster!
Put your hands behind your back and don't move them," Rachel quickly lays over
the girl's lap. Quinn flips her skirt up lays her palms on her butt cheeks and
grips her wrist lightly, "So how many do you think S? 10 for stealing what
doesn't belong to her?"
"Right and 10 for making us repeat our orders. 10 for disobedience. Does that
sound fair," Santana questions her.
Rachel whimpers, "Yes Santana."
"Tkks, another 10 for not answering with our proper titles," scoffs Quinn.
"But I," Rachel stops, yelping at the sudden sting on her back side.
"Another 10 for talking back. Berry, you keep this up and we'll be here all
night," Quinn says. "Since I'm nice I'll help you out this one time. So pay
attention, when we you ask you a question the correct way to respond will be to
say 'Yes Ms. Q this girl' and repeat question. For instance Santana ask you if
you the amount was fair. The correct why to respond would have been 'yes Ms. S
this girl thinks that it is a fair amount'. Do you think you can comprehend
that Berry?"
Rachel swallows, "Yes Ms. Q this girl comprehends the proper way to answer
you."
Quinn looks at Santana and smirks, "Better Berry. Much better."
Rachel felt an odd swell of pride with the complement. What the hell is
happening to me?
"Now let's get on with it. That's a total of 50 spanks. You will count each one
after each one you say thank you Ms. Q. Example." Swatttt!
Rachel yelps, "ONE THANK YOU MS. Q!"
"Nice. If you miss one or forget to thank me, we'll start over until you get it
right."
"After Q is done it's my turn Berry. The same number. The way, do you
understand?"
Rachel wants to protest but decides it was better not to, "Yes Ms. S this girl
understands."
"Good. Let's begin."
Rachel tense expecting a hard smack but Quinn slapped her lightly, "Two thank
you Ms. Q."
"Tkks wrong Berry. The first one was an example," Quinn scolds. "Berry did not
you not understand what I just explained? If you're not going to pay attention
and do this correctly we might as well stop. Because we have better things to
do then stare at you flat ass," Quinn hisses.
Rachel starts crying, "Please Ms. Q this girl is sorry and promises to do
better!"
Looking over to her smirking partner, "Hmmmm what do you think San? Should we
try it again?"
Santana glance down at the girl, who hasn't moved a muscle at all, "I guess we
can give it one more shot. But no more screw ups Berry! This is your last
chance so get it right."
"Yes Ms. S this girl understands! Thank you," Rachel sniffs relieved that she
had another opportunity.
Smackkkk, "HMMM ONE THANK YOU MS. Q." A harder smack this time, "UHHH TWO THANK
YOU MS. Q." Quinn varied her hits so Rachel wouldn't get too complacent. Quinn
admires her handy work; Rachel's bottom was turning a pretty shade of pink.
Swatttt, "AWWW THIRTY ONE THANK YOU MS. Q!" Rachel was crying and squirming
around now. Quinn was held her lightly enough that she could have gotten away
at any time if she chose too. The HBICs were trying to ignore the arousal
coursing through them. It's been so long since they played. Quinn grin widen
when she felt wetness leak from Rachel onto her leg.
Smackkkk, "OW FORTY EIGHT THANK YOU MS. Q!" Smackkkk, "OHHHH FORTY NINE THANK
YOU MS. Q!" Quinn gave one more hard smack Rachel cried loudly, "OW FIFTY THANK
YOU MS. Q!"
Rachel sobbing squirming she wasn't sure if she could handle anymore. She still
had Santana to go, but she knew there was nothing stopping her from running
away. She flinches when Quinn placed her hand on her burning cheeks but Quinn
starts to rub her soothingly. Rachel quieted down cooing, feeling relief on her
aching back side. Quinn let go of her wrist and pushed her down so fast she
barely had time to catch herself before she fell on her face.
"On your knees hands behind your back Berry," Quinn barks. Rachel quickly
complies. She feels a different ache then from her bottom. She never felt so
aroused before in her short life, "Head down! Don't look at us unless we tell
you. This is called kneeling at attention. Berry, do you understand?"
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands."
Quinn runs a finger down her leg collecting Rachel's wetness. She gives her
finger a lick and bites her lips from moaning out loud. Santana walks up to
take a taste too; her eyes roll back, "Tkks look at the mess you left Berry.
You know San? I think this perve liked the spanking."
Santana grabs her by the hair forcing her head back, "Hmm I think she did. You
like it Berry didn't you? Did getting your ass spanked turn you on?" Santana
let go of the girl's hair forcing her head down again. She sat back down across
from Quinn.
Rachel whimpers unable to lie to these girls, "Yes Ms. S this girl was turned
on."
The HBICs share a triumphant look, "Disgusting Berry. Come clean your nasty
juices off my leg now. Go on lick my leg clean," Rachel was at a loss, she
never tasted herself before. She never wanted to but she couldn't bring herself
to disobey. She leans toward Quinn's leg pokes her tongue out tentatively
tasting herself on Quinn. It wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. So she
takes another swipe closing her eyes. She tries not to moan at the taste of
herself on Quinn. When she got every drop she went back to position waiting for
more orders. She just hoped the girls didn't see the juices running down her
leg.
"Alright Berry it's my turn," Santana pats her leg. "Come on up you go." Rachel
moves to get up but Santana quickly corrects her, "No crawl Berry! Do I have to
explain everything even the simplest things to you?"
Rachel drops to crawl to Santana, "No Ms. S this girl is sorry," lying across
her lap, hand behind her back. Santana flips her skirt up enjoying the colors
Quinn left her ass. She grips her arms bending them upward pausing to see
Rachel will protest. Rachel just whimpers at the slight pain. Santana looks at
Quinn and smirks.
Smackkkk, the sudden hit left her shock that she almost forgot her
instructions, "Owww One thank you Ms. S!" A harder slap followed, "OWWW TWO
THANK YOU MS. S!" Santana began to rain heavier blows, "UHHH THREE THANK YOU
MS. S!" Unlike Quinn Santana likes to start off fast and hard then change it to
slow and soft in the middle. Rachel moans, "OHHH TWENTY THANK YOU MS. S!"
Quinn was so turned on all she wanted to do was to get Rachel and grind her
arousal in her face. Santana was having the same issues. She smirks because
when they leave here they'll go to Quinn's home and take care of each other.
She wish they could have Rachel take care of them but it's much too soon.
Rachel was a sobbing mess. This hurt so much worse than Quinn. But oh dear god
she is loving this, "NUHHH FORTY SEVEN THANK YOU MS. S!" Rachel groans smearing
her arousal more on the cheerleader's leg, "OHHH FORTY EIGHT THANK YOU MS. S!
FUCKK FORTY NINE THANK YOU MS. S!" Rachel tenses waiting for the final blow.
Santana hand poised in the hair, smug expression on her face staring at Quinn
who was staring back at her with pupils blown. She waited for Rachel to relax a
little when, swatttt, "OHHHH FIFTY THANK YOU MS. S!"
Santana let's go of her wrist just resting her hand on her arms. Rachel stayed
sobbing unwilling to move waiting for the next order. She yelps when a cold
ointment touches her aching ass. It felt so good, relieving the burn from her
backside. Rachel moans at the feeling of two hands rubbing her. She gasps at a
finger dipping into her center teasing her entrance. Moaning when another
finger pinches her clit. Rachel closes her eyes moaning louder, she wants to
beg but can't find her voice, Quinn kneels down whispering in her ear, "Hmmm
someone likes this way too much."
Rachel moans at another pinch, she replies in a husky voice, "Oh yes Ms. Q this
girl likes this too much."
Quinn pushes her finger further in, "Would you like us to help you and out make
you cum?"
Rachel whimpers, "Yes Ms. Q this girl would like to cum."
"Tkks you forgot to say please Berry," Santana taunts. "I don't know if we
should."
"Please Ms. S this girl would like to cum," Rachel pleads desperate for relief.
Quinn teases her lips and Rachel tries to open her legs wider Santana let's go
of her arms and smacks her lightly, "No one said move Berry. You know Quinn; I
don't think we should help her. She doesn't listen and tries to do things she
isn't told to do." Rachel whimpers pathetically.
"You know I think your right San. I mean here we are trying to do her a favor
and how does she thank us by continually being hard headed," Rachel whimpers
loudly again afraid they were going to leave her swore and aching.
"Hmmm Berry if you're a good girl and promise to do us a favor later. Maybe
we'll let you cum," Santana tells her.
"Please Ms. S this girl will be good!"
"Do you promise us to do us a favor later whenever and whatever we ask?"
"Yes Ms. Q this girl promises to do whatever favor you want! Whenever you ask!"
"Whatever we want? Whatever it may be"
"Yes Ms. Q this girl promises to do whatever you want!"
Quinn and Santana look at each other and smirk. Quinn sighs, "Fine Berry but
remember you owe us. I mean we're doing you a favor. It's not like we enjoy
touching you and feeling your disgusting juices." Santana bites back a laugh if
only the tiny girl knew how much they were enjoying this.
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands! Thank you! Please Ms. S this girl thanks
you," Rachel babbled. She would say just about anything to get some relief at
this point.
Quinn nods to her partner as she pushes two fingers in without any warning,
"Fuck you're so tight Berry."
The blonde is surprised to find that the girl isn't a virgin. All that talk
about waiting until she was 25 was all crap. She'll have to ask her about that
next time. Quinn scissors her fingers rapidly pushing in and out. Rachel
moaning trying to push back but Santana places her hand on the small of the
diva's back to stops her.
Santana reaches to find her clit again, pinching hard and pulling roughly,
"Dirty you dirty girl. You like this don't you?"
"Oh yes Ms. S this girl uh likes this," Rachel tossed her head back at the duel
sensation. Quinn pounds her fingers in harder not caring if she's hurting the
girl or not. Santana pinches her clit roughly making her squeal.
Her mouth hung open panting, eyes shut tight. She feels the pull start in her
lower belly. Rachel groans harder when Quinn finds her spot.
"You're a dirty little slut aren't you Berry," Quinn purrs in her ear. Quinn's
bruising pace quickens she feels the burn in her biceps.
"Oh fuck. Yes Ms. Q this uh girl is a dirty little slut," Rachel babbles. Her
pussy starts squeezing Quinn's fingers making it harder for her to push in.
"That's it Berry, cum for us like a good girl," Santana tells her.
Rachel walls tried to suck in Quinn's fingers. Santana give her clit a viscous
twist and that did for Rachel. Her neck staining, gasping for breath Rachel's
vision blackened.
"Good girl Berry. Such a good little slut," Santana coos. Quinn pushes her
fingers in and out in a gentle pace while Santana rolls her clit gently, slowly
helping the withering girl ride out her orgasm.
Rachel still shaking moans over and over, "Thank you Ms. Q. This girl thanks
you Ms. S." The girl jumping and twitching each time Santana touches her clit.
Rachel whimpered at the loss of the girls' fingers. Quinn stands up and licked
her finger offering Santana a taste. They both have to bite back a moan again.
Santana gently pushes her off. Rachel moves in the kneeling position in auto
pilot while the HBICs look down at her proud that they didn't have to remind
her.
Santana waves her fingers in the divas face, "You made a mess again Berry. So
clean it up before you leave."
Rachel sucks in the Latina's fingers making sure to get every drop. She sucked
Quinn's fingers unable to hold back her moans of delight. She made sure to lick
between her fingers and palm not wanting to miss anything not willing to
disappointing the girls. Rachel almost forgot to clean Santana's leg but
remembered before the other girl could remind her. The HBICs look over her with
smug smiles when Rachel returns to her position after she was done.
"You can leave now Berry," Quinn tells her.
Rachel moves to stand but remembers that she has to crawl to her bag. The HBICs
licked their lips at the sight of the diva's swollen pink lips. Cum still
leaking down her leg made the girls want to lick it all up. Rachel reached for
her panties when Santana stopped her, "Nuh uh Berry those stay off."
"But Ms. S this girl has to walk home," Rachel tries to reason.
"I don't think she asked you Berry. The panties stay off. Now get your bag and
crawl to the door. Only then you can stand up," snaps Quinn.
Rachel looks at her panties forlornly, "Yes Ms. Q this girl understands."
Rachel places her bag on her back and crawls to the door. Once outside she runs
to the bathroom to clean up before her walk home. She just hopes that it's not
windy outside.
The tiny diva walks home sure that every car that passes can tell she doesn't
have any underwear on. She walks swiftly with one hand firmly holding down her
skirt. She doesn't know what came over why she let those two girls treat her
the way they did and why she liked it so much.
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Inside the locker room the two HBICs share a passionate kiss. They grind their
hips together moaning into each other's mouth. Their tongues battling for
dominance. Quinn sucks on Santana's tongue as she tweaks Quinn's hard nipple.
"Fuck Q I need you so bad right now," Santana moans into Quinn's neck.
"I know baby. I'm so fucking hot right now," Quinn pulls Santana's hair
exposing her neck. She sucks and licks the pulse point.
"Shit, let's go home baby," Santana pulls back. The duo gather their belongings
and Rachel's panties. The girls rush to Quinn's car pulling out of the school
parking lot in neck breaking speed.
Quinn screeches to a halt in her drive way. Santana stands in back of her
reaching inside her spankies massaging her hard cock. Quinn's eyes cross making
it so hard to unlock the damn door. Once inside Quinn's house Santana slams her
against the door kissing her lips with bruising force. She bits her lip hard
enough to draw blood. She moves her hand as best she could inside Quinn's
spankies.
"Bitch," Quinn sneers slamming her against the opposite wall pulling Santana's
hand abruptly away from her throbbing cock. The blonde bite the brunette's neck
sucking leaving a mark. She reaches under her thighs and lifts her up. The
Latina wraps her legs around the blonde's waist. She pushes down grinding their
hard centers together.
Quinn silently thanks crazy Sue Sylvester's work out routines while she walks
upstairs carrying Santana. She kicks her door close. Quinn leans her up against
the wall kneading her firm back side grinding into her throbbing arousal.
Santana throws her head back hitting the wall, "Oh fuck Q."
Quinn smirks, "Almost there baby."
She leans away unzipping the Latina's cheerios top flinging it across the room.
The blonde shoves her tongue in down her throat. Quinn walks her to the bed and
tosses her down in the center. Quinn removes their socks and shoes before she
crawls up biting and licking up her thigh pushing the cheerio skirt out of her
way. She sucks the Latina's arousal through her spankies. Santana moans
gripping blonde hair pushing her harder into her hardness.
Quinn pulls down Santana's underwear eyeing the big thick cock in front of her.
She teasing licks the pre cum weeping from the tiny hole. She engulfs the
hardness working it down her throat bobbing her head up and down hand stroking
the Latina's length. She moans in delight at the Latina's taste.
Santana moans, "Oh fuck baby I love your mouth."
Quinn's eyes turn up smirking as best she could with a full mouth. Quinn moans
when she feels her hit the back of her throat. Controlling her gag reflexes
swallows more of Santana down in her throat. She watches the Latina with hooded
eyes. Santana bits her lips when Quinn starts humming around her cock the
vibration felt down to her base, hands trying to guide her faster. Quinn pulls
away with a loud pop flipping her on too all fours startling Santana with the
sudden move.
Quinn pushes her head down forcing her forehead to touch the bed. Quinn pulls
down her own underwear then reaches across to the nightstand for the lube.
Since she was still using one hand to hold Santana's head down, she opens the
bottle with her mouth. Quinn pours a generous amount on her throbbing hard on
and tosses the bottle carelessly on the bed. She works her cock in lazy strokes
knowing how desperate is at this point.
Santana turns her head whining, "Fuck Q! Hurry up and fuck me already"
thrusting herself back into Quinn.
Quinn smirks slapping Santana's ass hard enough to sting, "I'm in charge right
now."
Santana yelps, "Oh you fucking bitch!"
Quinn smirks she uses her fingers to stretch Santana's tight opening. Santana
gasps at the sudden intrusion. She works her finger in and out slow loving the
affect it has on the girl. She eases in another finger opening and closing
while she pushes in and out slow teasing her girl. Santana moans pushing back
as best she could. Her hands gripping the sheets below her.
When Quinn was sure her girl was ready Quinn eases her hard cock fully into the
Latina in one hard thrust. She moves her hips in circles stretching her hole
further. Quinn uses long slow thrusts going into Santana.
Santana moans, "Go faster baby."
"How bad do you want it baby," teasing the withering girl.
Santana pushes back trying to get her to go harder, "So bad."
The sounds of skin slapping against skin echo the room as Quinn gives her a
hard thrust, "Are you mine?"
The mewing Latina cries, "Always."
Quinn slowly builds up her pace moaning, "Fuck San, you're so damn tight."
"Oh fuck Q, you feel so good," she moans when Quinn quickens her pace with
bruising force. She pounds like a jack hammer slapping against her butt.
She forces Santana's head harder into the bed straining her neck. Santana
arches her back further taking Quinn in deeper. The bed slams rhythmically into
the wall with every bruising thrust. Santana pushes back meeting every thrust
moaning louder. Quinn tightens her hand leaving bruises, gripping Santana's
hips for leverage pounding faster harder. She hits the other girl's spot over
and over again.
"Fuck. Oh fuck. Oh god," Santana moans her hands ripping the sheets. Her anal
walls tightening choking Quinn's cock. Quinn grabs Santana's pony straining her
neck back, forcing her up pounding faster and harder allowing her to find a new
angle to hit her spot.
Santana's mouth hangs open moaning, "Oh fuck baby. Harder please!"
Quinn grunts feeling her abs burn. Forcing herself the thrust harder. Santana
grunts with every hit struggling to hold back her own orgasm. She tightens her
inner muscles, "Oh god baby."
Quinn vision becomes blurry she can't hold back anymore. She feels the pull in
her belly and her cock twitching as she explodes into her girl.
"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk," Quinn grunts. She feels her dick tightening and thick ropes
of cum shooting into her girl's anus. Quinn's body shutters with jerky
movements as she rides out her orgasm.
Quinn falls on her back forcing Santana's face down into the bed again. Quinn
leans forward kissing the brunette's sweaty neck. Santana moans when Quinn's
cock twitches inside her. Santana didn't cum yet so she's still painfully hard.
Quinn pulls out savoring the feeling of Santana's wall gripping her trying to
keep her inside. Her now flaccid cock hangs between her legs as she pulls
herself back to her knees. Quinn stared admiring as her cum leaked out the
battered hole.
In a quick unexpected move Santana has Quinn on her back legs spread, "My turn
babe."
Santana smirks as she strips herself and Quinn completely. Santana takes a
nipple it in her mouth rolling the hard nub with her tongue massaging the other
breast with her hand. Quinn pushes her chest closer to the girl's mouth. She
jumps when Santana bites down hard. She feels her soft cock stirring between
them. Santana moans into the girl's breast feeling a hand gripping her hair.
Her hard cock rubbing in between her girl's cheeks. The hole tightening at the
light teasing.
Santana pulls back to resting her weight on her knees. She spreads Quinn's legs
wider staring at her beautiful girlfriend. Quinn panting stares at her waiting
for her next move. The short brunette gives her a flirty smile and leans
forward keeping her legs spread wide. Santana blows hot breathe into the hole
watching it pulse. She turns her eyes to watch Quinn as she swipes her tongue
across her hole. The blonde's mouth hangs open legs straining to close. The
Latina winks and forces her tongue to go as far as it can go inside the tight
whole.
Quinn moans watching as her girlfriend bob her head tongue stiffens piercing
her hole. She tries to move her hips but Santana pulls her tongue away biting
her inner thigh hard. Quinn gets the message she lays back and enjoys the
thorough rimming. Santana feels her jaw start to ache. She pulls back the
blonde grunts in annoyance and her inner walls protest trying to suck her back
in. She lets go of Quinn's legs smirking when the stay in position.
The shorter girl grabs the discarded lube. Quinn watches open mouth panting as
Santana slowly rubs her cock. Santana slowly jerks her length moaning loud with
every thrust. She twist her hand with every downward thrust watching as Quinn
lick her lips. Quinn's cock jumping and twitching in time with her.
She pulls Quinn's legs over her shoulder. One hand spreading her open she eases
one finger in twisting with every thrust. Quinn moans when she feels a second
finger ease into her. Santana's fingers lube her tight puckered hole. Quinn's
moves her hips up meeting the Latina's hand. When she was sure the hole was
thoroughly ready she uses one hand to guide her cock in. Santana eases the head
in and goes no further. She smiles at Quinn's grunt of annoyance. She brings
the tip out and pushes it back in.
"Please baby," Quinn pleads.
Santana smirks, "Please what baby?"
"Please love me," Quinn moans.
Santana smiles, "I already do."
Quinn moans louder, "Fuck me baby!"
Santana smirks with one hard thrust she's all the way in. She knows that her
girl like it hard and fast. Quinn arches her back hips move up to meeting her.
She pounds harder going faster grunting. Quinn's legs jump on her shoulder with
every thrust.
Quinn arches her head back moaning loud. Santana leans forward folding the girl
into a small package kissing her arms on either side of her head. Quinn's eyes
cross when Santana's cock hits her at a different angle. Quinn unable to move
lays back and enjoys the pounding she's receiving.
Santana's abs burning with the effort she grunts in her ear, "Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Oh fuck baby your so fucking tight."
Quinn gasps, "Oh god baby. I love you cock." Her hands move to the Latina's ass
gripping pulling her closer. Quinn's cock harden painfully again still lube
moves easily, rubbing between their bodies.
Santana arms shake as she pounds faster harder kissing her girl forcing her
tongue in Quinn's mouth. When she feels Quinn's walls tightening she angles her
hips and hit that spot with every thrust. Quinn grip tightens pull her closer
her wall trying to suck her further inside.
She moans sudden and loud in her ear, "Santana!" Her hot cum shooting all over
their bellies.
Santana movements became jerky struggling to hold back not wanting this to end.
The closer she gets the faster she moves wheezing, "Oh fuck oh fuck
Quinnnnnnnn!" Thick endless hot ropes of cum shot into her ass. Her walls
tighten greedy milking every last drop.
She falls forward her face in Quinn's neck panting harshly. She still gives
little thrusts not wanting this feeling to end. The Latina's jerky movements
die down their cocks still twitching at every heartbeat. Quinn is so glad she's
so flexible or else this position would hurt. Santana kisses Quinn's neck
softly pulling her soft cock out of her girl's tight ass. The brunette kneels
back smirking as she sees her cum leaking out of the battered hole. Santana
leans down and licks Quinn's belly clean moan at the taste of her salty cum.
She flips on her back panting Quinn finally lets her legs move into a more
nature position. The blonde starts laughing without warning.
Santana feels to satisfied to be upset, "What's funny babe?"
Quinn giggles, "Who would have thought that Rachel Berry would have turn us on
so much."
Santana laughs, "Hell yeah the little bitch is hot underneath those ugly
clothes."
A curious Santana asks, "How long to do you think it'll take for her come
crawling back for more? I say give her a week."
Quinn hums, "She's not a virgin."
"Well yeah we fucked her in the locker room."
Quinn gives her belly a weak slap, "No I mean she wasn't a virgin."
Santana turns and props herself on her hand, "Really? So all that crap about
waiting until she's 25 was bogus."
"Looks like." Quinn moans cock twitching, "God I just wanted to bend her over
and bury my cock deep inside of her."
Santana's cock twitches at the thought, "So did I. If we play our cards right
we'll have a new pet to play with."
Quinn smiles at that, "I think she's a natural submissive more than Britt ever
was. The little bitch is waiting for someone to dominate her."
Santana hmms sleepily, Quinn drags her underneath the covers. They never did
get their shower. She shrugs laying her head on her girlfriend's shoulder.
Still thinking about the smaller brunette smiling as she drifts off.
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It's not something she ever considered, allowing herself to be spanked. Her
limited sexual experience consisted of one drunken night this summer during a
party at Noah's house. It was a mistake she regrets but she at the time was
having a bad day. Her fathers left again on a business trip and instead of
taking her with them they left a 15 year old girl to fend for herself. She's
known Noah all her life they attend temple together well at least when their
parents remember to attend.
So yes she never thought about it before, being spank. She overly spoiled and
her fathers never punished her. Her swore ass mocks her on how much she enjoyed
being punishes now. The things she allowed the girls to do she's shocked at her
wanton behavior. But oh dear god she wanted more. She wanted to throw herself
down and beg for more. Rachel whimpers when she feels new wetness leak down her
leg. The diva heard the rumors which speculate that the Unholy Trinity sleep
with each other after practice. She also heard the rumors where the two HBICs
have cocks. She can't be 100% but she swears she felt something twitch under
her belly. Please, she was too busy getting her ass tanned to really
investigate.
It's not like they've known she existed before. She never been a bleep on their
radar before this year but she's known them her whole school career. They
shared classes since kinder but being the daughter of two gay men guaranteed
that you'll be a social outcast. Add in the fact that she dresses different and
voices her opinions loudly so it doesn't exactly endear her to the masses.
Her sweet handsome idiotic Finn could be considered her first real friend. He
would never do anything like that. She's sure of it. He's not even technically
her boyfriend yet or at all. She's not sure what she wants now. It's not like
she wants to go another round with the HBICs but maybe, no she will not submit
to that kind of humiliation again. So why does her heart clinch at the loss?
She's sure that the HBICs are probably laughing their asses off at her right
now. Laughing at the poor pathetic Rachel Berry so desperate for attention let
them spank her and finger fuck her in the locker room. Then she lick her own
cum off of them. She has to bite back a moan at that thought.
Rachel sighs in relief when her house comes into view. She rushes to the door
actually hoping her father's aren't home yet. She won't be able to explain the
tears on her face or the fact she probably smells like a whore house. Her
father's car aren't in the driveway but that doesn't mean they didn't park in
the garage.
She opens the door cautiously, "Dad? Papa, are you home?" She calls in a voice
she doesn't recognize. When no one answers she sags against the door in relief.
Rachel rushes upstairs into her room locking the door behind her. The tiny diva
opens her closet door to look into the floor length mirror. The diva lifts her
skirt up and inspects the damage to her back side. A fierce angry red and a
little bruised but not all that bad. She feared it would have been worse. The
ointment they applied must have helped but Rachel knows that she is going to be
swore in the morning. Rachel whimpers at the thought of sitting in those hard,
unyielding desks all day. She looks closer seeing a faint hand print two
actually. Rachel whimpers when she remembers how it got there.
Fuck I'm sick. I need help, she thinks dropping her skirt. The brunette walks
to the bathroom to take a shower. Stripping she groans in pain when the coarse
material of her skirt brushes her bruised and battered back side. She stands
under the spray resting her butt against the cool tiles. Hissing she feels a
surge of arousal goes through her.
"Fuck," she whispers. She wet again. A hand drifts lower as images of long slim
fingers work in and out of hot pussy. Nimble fingers playing roughly with her
clit.
"Oh god," she moans.
Rachel works her two fingers in and out of like Quinn did. The other hand
playing with her clit just like Santana. Trembling legs barely hold her up as
pounds her fingers in and out. The sounds wet skin echoes through the shower.
Rachel moans picturing Quinn's devilish hazel eyes staring daring her to run.
Feeling Santana's hot breath on her neck smirking daring her deny she enjoyed
this treatment.
Her palm slapping against her clit she pounds her pussy faster feeling Quinn's
hands slapping her ass. Her other hand moves to play with her breast kneading
and massaging rolling her nipples. Her hips canting in time with her thrusting
fingers hearing Santana's mocking voice.
"Oh god. Oh fuck hmmm," she scissors her fingers open and close in and out.
Tasting herself on Quinn's leg. Licking her wetness off Santana's leg.
She the pull in her lower abdomen and her movements become jerky. She lowers
her hand again twisting her clit viciously like Santana. She aches her neck
water spraying on her face into her open mouth.
"Oh fuck," her screams end in a long drawn out moan. Standing shuttering and
shaking she slowed her movements until she stops. Sliding down Rachel until she
sit on the tub floor. She shutters when she pulls her fingers out. Rachel
stares at them for a moment then licks them clean before the water washes away
her juices. She moans wantonly at the taste.
She sits panting gasping for breath waiting for heart to slow down. She's never
came this hard before from self-stimulation. In fact she never came with Noah
and giving herself a helping hand so to speak leaves her more frustrated more
often than not.
She sits in the shower until the water gets colder. She quickly washes up
without even bothering to get dressed she falls exhausted in her bed. Sleeping
before her head even touch the pillow. Dreaming about two girls fucking her
roughly and controlling her every move.
***** Dirty Girl *****
Chapter Summary
     Sometimes Rachel just wanted to give up control the two HBICs take
     her up on that.
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own glee sadly. All the warnings stay the same.
     This chapter has more shameless smut and more BDSM with my favorite
     g/p!. Okay on with the show.
Rachel spent the next week avoiding the girls. Whenever she saw them she would
duck into an empty class room or the bathroom. The only time she couldn't avoid
them was in Spanish class because she refuses to skip therefore endangering her
perfect attendance record.
Every time she flinch or bit back a whimper sitting in the hard desk she would
hear the HBICs snicker. She turned to glare at them or at least try to. They
stared at her smirking until she back down lowering her gaze in submission.
While walking a deserted hallway after glee two days later she felt two hard
slaps on her bottom yelping at the sudden pain. She turned to give whoever it
was a piece of her mind but smug hazel and caramel eyes stared at her daring
her. She just turned tail and ran way as they laughed mockingly.
She spent the weekend hiding in her room avoiding all calls from Finn, because
if you think about it's entirely his fault. If he hadn't broke up with Quinn in
a crowded hallway the way he did, then she wouldn't have felt the need to
apologize for whatever part she played. She also never agreed to go out with
him in the first place. So there you see it's all Finn Hudson's fault that her
ass is sore and she can't stop thinking about the way she felt with Quinn's
fingers buried in her. Stop thinking about this, she scolds herself.
Monday morning Rachel was humming under her breath fixing her hair in the
bathroom mirror when the doors opened and a hush fell over the occupants.
Rachel swallowed hard; she knew who was behind her.
"Out," barked Quinn.
A flurry of movement followed as everyone made a hasty exit. Rachel quickly
turned to leave but Santana stepped in front of her.
"Not you Treasure Trail," Santana purred.
The tiny brunette jumped when she heard a loud click. Rachel backed away slowly
until her back hit the wall. The HBICs grinned at her wickedly as they advanced
toward her. Rachel let out a helpless whimper when they invaded her space.
Their scent washed over her and she had to bite back a moan. A dull throb
started in her center.
Santana leaned in arm next to her head, and hot breath on her ear, "Berry it
almost feels like you don't want to be around us. It looks like you couldn't
wait to get away from us."
Quinn gave her a fake pout, "Is that true Berry? After all the fun," her voiced
caressed the word sending shivers down Rachel's spine, "we had the last time."
"I-I uh I um," she stuttered.
Santana gave her mock look of concern, "What's wrong Berry? Do we make you
nervous?"
Quinn gave her a devilish smile, "Aww we make you nervous! Poor baby. But don't
worry we aren't going to do anything to you."
"Nope," agreed the brunette cheerio. "We just wanted to see how you were
feeling."
"If your ass is still sore," Rachel whimpered again. Quinn leans in as if she
was going to kiss her. Rachel mouth opened gasping.
"If you're still dripping wet?" Rachel moans low and long. Santana brushes her
fingers lightly across her thigh dangerously close to aching center.
"Did you go home that day and give yourself a little helping hand?" Quinn
nipped at her jaw. Rachel closed her eyes feeling her nipples harden.
"I bet you did Berry. I bet you laid on your bed spread your dirty slutty
legs," Santana pushed her legs apart with her feet. "I bet you touch your wet
hole thinking about us."
Quinn licked up her neck; Rachel breath comes out in harsh pants, "I bet you
fuck yourself every night since then wishing it was us fucking you."
Rachel lets out a whimpering moan when Santana presses hard against her clit,
"Hmmm Q she's so wet. You're such a dirty girl aren't you, Berry?"
Rachel feels slim fingers push aside her ruined panties. Her head falls back
with a loud grunt when sneaky fingers push hard into her, "Oh my god S, what a
slut she is! A little dirty talk and she is ready to spread her legs for us."
Rachel can't think with those wonderful fingers filling her again. At some
point someone pulled her panties down and Rachel has no fucking clue when that
happened. Santana pushes her legs further apart, she feels the cum rolling down
her thighs, "You're such a little bitch Berry. An easy dirty slut." Her hands
moved under her shirt pinching her hard nipples roughly.
The tiny diva moans in time with the fingers thrusting in and out in a hard
bruising pace. She feels weak and helpless unable or unwilling to stop this
treatment. She yelps when she feels hot lips suck her nipple through her shirt.
Her hands lay limp at her side curling into small fists. God she's so fucking
helpless right now. Why does she let them treat her like this?
Rachel tries to move her hips with Quinn's penetrating fingers. Her inner walls
trying to suck them in deeper. Rachel mouth hangs open as she gasps for air.
Quinn bites Rachel's ear hard causing her to cum hard loving the pain mixed
with pleasure. Quinn moans at the juices gushing on her hand. "Good girl," she
nuzzles the panting girl's neck.
Santana chuckles against her sweaty hair and kissing her softly cooing, "Good
girl Berry."
Rachel legs feel like jelly knowing the only thing holding her up is these two
girls. She feels that odd sense of pride again at the thought of being their
good girl. Her eyes flutter open as she tries to shake away the fog in her
brain. Rachel swallows hard at the predatory look the HBICs give her. Quinn
smirks wiping her wet hand on Rachel's shirt.
In an unexpected move Rachel finds her face pressed up against the wall. Quinn
bites down hard on her neck she knows there will be a mark left. She groans
when Quinn licks the abused flesh. Her eyes widen when she feels something hard
and hot rubbing in between her ass cheeks. What the hell?She thinks the rumors
are true. Two of the most popular girls in school have cocks. By the feel of it
Quinn is rather large.
She gasps when the head pokes into her stretching her deliciously. Rachel holds
in a breath waiting for Quinn to push all the way in. But when she pulls away
Rachel groans and feels tears form at the loss. She hears Quinn move aside and
Santana step behind her grabbing a handful of her ass cheeks and pull them
apart roughly. Rachel pants when she feels the head poke at her back hole.
Rachel mewls softly as Santana slides her cock down sliding the head into
Rachel's pussy. Santana groans at the hot wet heat. She wants so much to push
all the way and fuck Rachel until she passes out.
"Fuck, you would like that wouldn't you Rachel? You would love if I take my big
cock and fuck your tight little pussy?" Santana says teasing her barely moving
in and out of her.
Rachel nods her head frantically desperate for them to fuck her. Quinn leans in
rubbing her hard cock on the diva's thigh, "Would you like us to bend over and
take turns fucking you Berry? We could fuck you so hard until you beg us to
stop."
Rachel whimpers out, "Please!"
Santana chuckles pushing all the way in, Rachel's head falls forward moaning.
She loves the feeling Santana stretching her wide. The little that she
remembers from that night with Puck she knows he wasn't this big. She knows he
didn't make her feel this full. Santana gives her a few rapid thrusts.
Santana stares at her partner taking in Quinn's flushed cheeks and blown
pupils. She pulls out whimpering at the loss. She groans as Rachel's pussy
walls grab at her trying to keep her inside. Rachel groans tears fall at the
empty feeling wanting to be filled again.
She hears a shuffle behind her again, she feels someone rubbing her ass again.
Rachel gasps in surprise when a cock fills her again. She feels hard punishing
thrusts slamming her against the wall. Rachel pussy clinches Quinn's cock
choking it.
"NO!" Rachel whimpers tearfully when Quinn pulls out. A stinging slap causes
Rachel to moan pitifully.
Quinn says harshly, "We make the rules Berry. You never tell us what to do. Got
it."
Rachel whimpers nodding forlornly. Santana pushing her closer into the wall
"Don't move Berry." She tucks Rachel's skirt under the waist band.
The duo stand behind legs apart facing each other, Santana leans over and
kisses Quinn soft lovingly. When they pull apart Quinn smirks reaching down and
starts tugging on her girl's cock. Santana grunts smirking and reaches to tug
on Quinn.
Hands tugging roughly, lips and teeth clashing the girls moan into the others
mouth. Quinn pants loving the feel of her girl touching her cock, she slaps
Rachel exposed ass hard earning a surprised yelp from the diva. Santana follows
suit and slaps the diva ass as well. In perfect time with each thrust they
spank the tiny brunette causing whimpering moans from the other girl.
Quinn shoves her tongue down Santana's throat groaning with every pull of her
hand. "Fuck baby I'm close."
"Me too," Santana gasps. They smirk again and turn to face the diva, her ass
fiercely red and throbbing. The duo tug faster more harsh on their cocks. Their
hips moving with each thrust until Quinn explodes cumming in thick ropes all
over Rachel's ass and skirt. Santana groans following after Quinn painting
Rachel's backside.
Rachel moans at the feeling of hot cum all over her. Her pussy throbbing and
aching waiting to be filled. Two slaps in unison causes Rachel to yelp, "Good
girl, Berry."
Santana bites down on the other side of Rachel's neck leaving an identical mark
to Quinn's. "Well it's been fun but we have to get to class Berry."
Quinn reaches to in between Rachel's legs and gives her clit a vicious twist,
"We'll leave you to change your clothes." Rachel moans when she pinches her
clit again, "But you better not wipe off our cum dirty girl. I want you wearing
us until you get home."
Santana slaps her thigh, "You never when or if we'll check. And if we find that
you cleaned off our cum. Well let's just say you won't like the punishment that
follows. Nod if you understand."
Rachel nods slowly. She whimpers hearing the loud click of the lock turning and
the duo exit the bathroom. She turns around eyes blurry wondering how she was
going to get to her locker for her change of clothes with cum all over her. She
sighs as she puts her panties on hoping that everyone was still in class.
That afternoon in glee Rachel sits with the other members shifting at the pain
in her backside. She's still throbbing painfully as she shifted trying to find
a comfortable position. Rachel bites back a moan thinking back to the bathroom.
What would her peers do if they knew that she was still painted in the girls'
cum? Oh god she hopes that they can't smell the sex on her.
"Does Mr. Schue really expect us to do disco," whines Mercedes.
"It's not like we don't have enough people hating us already," agrees Tina.
"It might have been fine when he did in the eighty's but the student body will
tear us apart," Artie chimes in.
"I agree fellow glee clubbers" Rachel smiles mischievously, "but I have an
idea."
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The next day the student body gathered around the gymnasium for school
assembly. The student body dozed off as Principle Figgins monotone voice droned
on and on. The tall blonde Unholy Trinity member thinks he might be a freaking
robot.
"Please put your hands together for the musically styling's of uh New
Directions," polite clapping. The students clapped sparsely unsure what to make
of the bottom feeders.
They watched as the New Directions performed 'Push It'. Two students in
particular watched in rapture as the tiny diva grind up against the man child.
They watched hungrily eyes intense as they enjoyed the show. The duo wants to
be the ones that the brunette bent over for. Their cocks stirred as they
shifted in their seats crossing their legs hoping to relieve some of the
pressure.
Brittany eyed them wondering why they were watching Rachel so intensely. Then
it dawn on her, they were eyeing a new toy. She does miss sexy time with the
girls but she doesn't regret her decision to stop. She couldn't give the girls
what they needed, but hopes that the tiny girl can. Brittany also hopes the
girls can give Rachel more than gave her. Although she won't say that the girls
didn't love her they did, no do in their special own way but it's always mainly
been about the couple.
They were friends since they were little. The duo found a common bond in being
a different type girl. Brittany always knew about Sanny's cock but they didn't
discover Q's until summer cheerleading camp, before freshmen year. They all
lost their virginities that summer. The couple always been a little in love
with the other but the fear of rejection held them back. It wasn't until Quinn
started dating Finn freshmen year that Santana in a fit of jealousy claimed
Quinn was hers.
Her sexual relationship with the duo started off with a little spanking then a
little bondage it was fine with her, fun even. That was until they started
getting really into the scene. She was never really all the way into that so
this when the summer started she sat them down and talk with them about it.
They were upset of course but would never push into something she was
uncomfortable with. They all have been friends too long to throw it away for
something like that. She does still have sexy time with them on occasion though
but now it looks like Rachel will be joining in. Brittany smirks, eyes
twinkling in mischief wondering if the girls would let her join in on sexy time
with Rachel.
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After the assembly Mr. Schue tore into Rachel about the trouble she caused with
that song. It's not like she was the only one up there but they throw her to
the wolves and told Mr. Schue it was all her idea. So she got the brunt of the
punishment, a week's worth of detention. Rachel groans she hopes it doesn't go
on her permanent record.
Before glee Wednesday afternoon Rachel was humming under her breath distracted
so she doesn't realize that she's no longer alone. The tiny diva was leaning
over the desk in Mr. Schue's office writing down notes on their performance
when she hears the faint click of the door closing. With a startled gasp she
turns around and sees the girls that have been tormenting her causing her
sleepless nights for over a week.
"Well looky at what we have here Q," Santana smirks.
Quinn stares at her with that predatory gaze, "Looks like we have a bad little
girl."
Rachel swallows and tries to say in a strong voice, "Is there something I can
help you with?" But it ends up a shaky whisper.
The girls stalk forward she tries to retreat but the stupid desk is blocking
her. She ends up almost laying across the desk.
Santana leans over, "I thought you said you were sorry."
Rachel whispers, "I am."
Quinn frowns, "It doesn't look like it Berry."
"Yeah we caught the show. We saw you rubbing all over Finnept during the
assembly. Call me crazy but that doesn't scream I'm sorry Man-hands," Santana
tells her harshly.
Rachel whimpers, "But I…"
"It seems like your rubbing it in my face taunting me."
"No I would never do that," a tearful Rachel says her voice quivering.
"I would never do that," Santana mocks. "You know what I think Q?"
Quinn gives her an evil smile, "No S what do you think?"
Santana runs her nails on Rachel thighs she hisses at the sharp pain, "I think
it was all a lie. I think Berry was just playing with you. I think she and
Finnessa were laughing at you the whole time."
Quinn tilts her thoughtful expression, "You know San I think you're right."
Rachel whimpers out, "No Ms. Q I wasn't laughing at you."
The girls start grinning widely at the title. Both doing a happy dance on the
inside but they quickly school their faces to remain impassive Quinn cocks up
her eyebrow, "So are you calling San a liar?"
She shakes her head frantically, "N-n-no Ms. Q this girl is saying Ms. S is
mistaken."
Santana gives her a fierce glare, "How am I mistaken Berry. When we saw you
trying to fuck Frankenstein's limp dick in front of the whole damn school!"
Rachel whimpers pitifully her sad doe eyes pleading, "This girl would never
taunt Ms. Q this girl is sorry Ms. S it meant nothing to this girl. He means
nothing to this girl, I swear!"
The girls share a grin Quinn glances at the clock, "Prove it."
Rachel swallows, "How does this girl prove it Ms. Q?"
Santana taps her chin thinking, "Well we could punish you again." Rachel inside
clinch at the thought at the thought, "But we don't have much time glee starts
soon."
Quinn looks Rachel in the eye and there's a wicked gleam in them, "On your
knees." Rachel falls to position, "Let's see how fast you can get us off."
Rachel eyes widen when she realizes what she's getting at. She stutters, "B-B-
B-but this girl never done that before."
Quinn scoffs, "Yeah I really believe that considering all that bullshit you
were saying about waiting until you're 25."
"And you let us fuck you in the locker room like a dirty little slut," adds
Santana.
Rachel red faced, "Yes but…"
"Plus you let us fuck you again in the bathroom," states Quinn.
Rachel whimpers, "But…"
"Andyou wore our cum all over your ass," taunts a smirking Santana.
Rachel voice wavers, "I know but I…"
"Oh okay so you're calling us liars again," hisses Quinn.
Rachel feels the tears in her eyes wanting to fall, "No Ms. Q this girl would
never call you liars, I swear!"
Quinn unzips her skirt letting it fall to the ground. She pulls her spankies
down and starts rubbing her hard cock, "Then prove it and open up Berry."
Rachel closes her eyes and opens her mouth. She gasps when she feels a light
slap on her face, "Open your eyes Berry."
Her eyes flutter open then her eyes widen when she sees the big cock in front
of her. Quinn is easily 8 inches long or longer. Quinn grabs her painfully by
the hair pushing her face closer. She easing her cock in Rachel's wet mouth.
Quinn starts moving in soft thrust in and out. She moaning loud, "Twirl your
tongue Berry."
Rachel complies while she just kneels there helpless while the big cock fucks
her throat. She starts to grow wetter after every thrust. Quinn moans as she
pushes further down her throat, "Work your throat muscles."
She pauses waiting to see if she would start to choke. She moans, "Good girl."
Santana smiles as Quinn pushes more of her cock down until Rachel's nose is
touching her pelvis. Santana unzips her skirt and drops her spankies. She moves
next to Quinn stroking her throbbing cock. Quinn pulls out giving the girl a
chance to catch her breath. Rachel coughs drooling on her chin.
Quinn shoves her cock thrusting in and out. She starts going faster with
bruising force. Rachel moans as the hard cock fucks her throat harder. Quinn
grunts at the vibration going through her cock. She grips Rachel's hair and
picks up speed knowing that they have a limited time. Not waiting her girl to
miss out on this.
Santana cock throbbing painfully at the sight of her Quinn fucking Rachel's
throat. She can't wait for her turn. The brunette leans to give her blonde a
kiss as reaches under her top playing with her nipples. Quinn groans and starts
thrusting faster as she feels the pull in her belly start.
A moaning Rachel feels the cock in her mouth start to twitch. Quinn cums
holding Rachel's head in place forcing her to swallow ever last drop. Rachel
taste the salty cum having no choice but to swallow the load. Quinn movements
start to jerk, thrusting softly forcing every drop down her throat. When Quinn
finally pulls out she lifts Rachel's face she sees tears run down her face,
drool running down her chin and a little cum on the corner of her mouth. She
smiling at the sight and moves aside so Santana can take her turn. She gives
her girl a brief kiss.
Rachel still coughing and trying to catch her breath eyes Santana's cock. It's
not as long as Quinn's maybe a half an inch shorter but thicker in girth.
Rachel swallows hoping it will fit in her mouth. Santana teasing slaps her face
with her cock. Then she grabs Rachel by the hair and pushes into her hot mouth.
She pushes every inch in with one hard thrust. The brunette starts to fucks her
throat with wild abandonment.
Rachel chokes feeling the hard cock move faster down her throat. She moans
helplessly not able to do a thing but take the punishing force. She moans
feeling the ache start to throb painfully hoping for some kind of relief and
the diva knows her panties are ruin at this point.
"Fuck twirl your tongue like a good girl," Santana moans winking at Quinn.
Her abs start to burn. She knows the girl was telling the truth that she never
gave head before. But that's okay she and Quinn will just have to train her in
that along with other things, "Suck my cock Berry."
She smirks at her girl when Rachel obeys. She grunting she moves faster and
harder feeling the pull in her lower belly start. Her movements become jerky,
"Fuck here I cum Berry. You better swallow the whole thing."
Rachel moans when she feels hot thick ropes of cum forced down her throat
again. She swallows greedily not wanting to waste a drop. She sucks the girl's
twitching cock milking every last drop. Santana sighs pulling her now soft cock
out of Rachel's mouth. The poor girl looks like a raccoon with her mascara
running down her face.
A smirking Quinn pulls Rachel's hair harshly forcing her head back further
straining her aching throat, "Dirty, dirty, dirty little slut. Look at you
drool and cum dripping from your chin."
"Yeah I think she likes this Q. Don't you Berry? You like being treated like
the dirty little whore you are," taunts the smug looking Latina.
Rachel whimpers, "Yes Ms. S this girl likes to be treated like a dirty little
whore."
Quinn smirks using the tip of her finger delicately wipes the corner of
Rachel's mouth. There was still bit a cum hanging there. She offers her finger
to the gasping girl who she sucks in the finger greedily moaning at the taste.
Santana husky voice, "Dirty slut."
Rachel nods moaning around Quinn's finger as she reluctantly let's go.
"What should we do with a dirty girl like you?" ponders Santana.
"Bend you over a table in the lunch room and spank your ass for all the school
to see," Rachel pussy throbs at the thought.
"Hmmm maybe we should have you open that pretty mouth of yours and have the
football team shove their cocks down your throat," Rachel moans loudly.
"Or maybe we should fuck your mouth in front of Finnept. Make you swallow our
cum again," Rachel whimpers.
"Bend you over our laps and spank you. Have you dripping all down our legs,
gasping and begging for us to fuck you again." Rachel moans long and loud the
ache in her center begging for attention.
"Maybe I should take my big cock and stretch your little dirty pussy. Fuck you
hard and deep," Rachel groans imagining it.
"Maybe when you're riding Quinn's dick like the dirty slut you are, I'll shove
my thick cock in your ass," Rachel groans pitifully. "Do you want that slut?"
Rachel nods frantically the best she could with the tight grip on her hair.
"Would you like to take us at the same time using you like the filthy girl you
are?"
"Tie you down spread your legs wide spank your ass raw then fuck you until you
pass out," hisses Santana.
Rachel whimpers, "Please, please, please."
Santana smirks, "Please what Berry?"
"Please anything everything Ms. S," begs Rachel.
Quinn mocks, "You know Santana I think this dirty slut wants to be our little
toy."
"Hmmm I think your right Q. Do you Berry do you want us to play with you?" ask
Santana in a throaty whisper.
"Yes please Ms. S this girl want you to play with her," Rachel pleads because
oh god it was true. She wanted nothing more than to be these girls' plaything.
Quinn leans over her kissing her gently on the lips, "You need to be sure
Rachel because we will own you. Do you get that? I own you. Santana owns you.
You'll belong to us and only us."
Santana strokes her face almost lovingly, "That means no more panting over
Finnept. No more spreading your legs for anyone unless we to tell you too."
Rachel closes her eyes she wants it so bad. So very bad to give herself to
these two girls, "We'll control you Rachel. We'll control every single thing
you do. From the way you dress too who you're allowed to talk too. You'll
belong to us."
Rachel swallows imagining a life where she can let go and not worry all the
time. She whispers, "But what about my dreams of being a Broadway star?"
Quinn frowns and looks at Santana they hadn't thought about that, "We won't
interfere with that Rachel. We won't try to kill that dream but you still
belong to us even when you become a big star."
Rachel exhales loudly because as much as she wanted to belong to the girls she
wants to sing on stage.
Quinn let's go of her hair and steps back, "Stand up Rachel."
Rachel stands up knees protesting she groans looking at the girls.
"We want you to really think about this Berry."
"If this is something you truly want than Friday come to Quinn's house after
school and stay the weekend," Santana tells her.
Rachel ponders the request and nods slowly she might see things differently by
Friday who knows.
"But first hands on the desk spread your legs," Rachel quickly obeys. Quinn
kicks legs apart wider, "Ass out good girl." Quinn reaches under Rachel's skirt
pulling down her ruined underwear and skirt.
Santana breaths murmurs softly, "Look at." As she that admiring their work.
Rachel's bruises were fading and the redness long gone. She leans forward and
nibbles on Rachel's ass. Rachel clinches her cheeks together letting out a
whimpering moan.
Quinn sucks on her ear lightly, "I think when you're ours I'm going to take you
and get your pretty ass marked property of Quinn," she lightly slaps one cheek.
"And Santana," she slaps the other, Rachel moans loud.
"When we have you bent over fucking you senseless," Rachel shivers. "Or
spanking your ass we'll have something pretty to stare at," Santana tells her.
"Would you like that?" Quinn asks while kissing her neck. "To be branded like
the bitch you are."
Santana grinds her growing erection on Rachel's back side. She pushes back
moaning but Santana slaps her thigh teasingly, "Don't move just answer her
dirty girl."
Rachel's head falls forward, "Yes this girl would like that Ms. Q."
They smirk at each other, "I think dirty slut still needs to be punished though
S."
"Yup Q she does," she pushes harder against her. "10 for not addressing us
properly when we first came in," Rachel whimpers.
Quinn glances at the time knowing that there's not much left until glee starts.
She looks around when her eyes land on Mr. Schue's name plate. "And 10 for not
answering us properly in the bathroom."
Santana gives her a gleeful smile, "I almost forgot about that Q."
Rachel moans feeling her juices flow down her trembling legs. She whines, "This
girl is sorry for being such a bad girl."
Quinn bites her neck hard, "Such a bad dirty girl. You keep forgetting your
place. So that's 20 from me and then 20 from San."
Rachel whimpers groaning loud when Santana bites down on the other side of her
neck. She gets wetter at the thought of them marking her again, "Yes Ms. Q this
girl needs to be punished."
"Now this time I want no noise coming from you, Berry. You never know who might
come in early," Quinn tells her.
Rachel braces herself when she felt the first hard hit. Her eyes widen and she
bites her lips painfully. This wasn't the girls' hands it felt like a paddle of
some sort. She swallows down her painful groans at every hit. She counts in her
head ten thank you Ms. Q.
Rachel squeezes her eyes shut tears fall freely, nineteen thank you Ms. Q. She
gasps twenty thank you Ms. Q.
Quinn kisses her temple cooing softly, "Good girl Berry. Just 20 more to go
okay?"
Rachel sniffs pitifully but nods her consent.
Santana takes the name plate and SMACK. Rachel lets out a painful moan, "Shhh
Berry, be a good girl for us."
Rachel cries silently nodding her head. She clinches the edge of the desk hard
seven thank you Ms. S. Rachel limbs start to shake thirteen thank you Ms. S.
"Good girl baby. You're being such a good girl for us," coos Santana.
Rachel feels pride swell in her chest twenty thank you Ms. S. Rachel's arms
give out and she falls face first to the desk crying softly. She yelps at the
cold ointment being applied to her burning ass. She sighs as the burn is
lifted. The tiny brunette gasps when she's turned on her back and groans when
her soar ass lays on the unyielding wood.
The duo look at her hungrily spread open and dripping wet. They lick their lips
when Quinn tells her, "You were a good girl Berry you deserve a treat."
Santana caresses her thighs gently, "Do you want a treat Berry?" Rachel nods.
Quinn smirks, "Okay but remember no noise Berry." Rachel nods again.
Her eyes cross when she feels a soft tongue swipe at her lips. She looks down
to see Santana kneeling between her legs giving her a wicked smile. Rachel lets
her head fall back at the gentle lapping of her aching pussy. She feels Quinn
kiss her neck working her way down. The diva has to bite back a moan when Quinn
sucks her nipple through her shirt. Rachel moves her hips trying to get
Santana's to touch her bundle of nerves.
She swallows and shuts her eyes when she feels Santana's chuckle vibrate
through her pussy. Rachel curls her hands into tight fists when Santana spears
her tongue into her greedy hole. Santana bobs her head fucking Rachel with her
tongue fast licking. Quinn holds Rachel's hips down as she works her way down
to the neglected clit.
Rachel mouth drops open in a silent scream when Quinn's starts to suck her clit
hard. The duo work her a furious pace leaving her gasping and panting. Rachel
struggles not to make a sound biting her lips hard enough to bleed. Fuck oh
fuck she chants in her head. She whimpers at the loss of the duo lips when they
switch places.
They spread her legs wider to make room for them. Rachel bangs her head against
the desk when Quinn starts tongue fucking her fast. She feels every lick and
swipe of the blonde's tongue. She digs her nails into her palms when Santana
starts to suck her clit harshly.
Rachel covers her mouth biting down hard when she feels Santana bite down on
her clit. She came hard in waves. Her vision blacken and her body twitches
helplessly on the desk. Rachel comes down from her high. Her brain still foggy
when she hears and feels slurping in her cunt.
Quinn and Santana greedily suck the other girl's cunt. Slurping drinking every
last creamy drop that Rachel has to offer. Rachel whimpers pitifully when the
HBICs lips leave her. Quinn stands up and leans over and kisses her hard
shoving her tongue in her mouth. The little diva lays there while the blonde
dominates her mouth thoroughly. Quinn groans at the their taste mixing together
wanting nothing more than to push her hard cock into her pussy and fuck her
unconscious. When Quinn finally pulls away panting for breath Santana leans
over and kisses Rachel hard.
Lips and teeth clash causing the submissive brunette to moan into the Latina's
mouth. When the kiss ended Rachel let her eyes flutter open. She blinks away
the fog she gives the girls a lazy smile. The duo eyes her with identical smug
grins. Rachel sits up grunting at her achy limbs she pauses briefly before
cleaning the duos wet chins.
The trio dress in silence Rachel frowning deep in thought. Can she really be
these girls' pet? Can she really allow herself to dominated like this all the
time?
The HBICs bite worry their bottom lips each have similar thoughts, what if
Rachel says no? What if she doesn't want this? They may be mean bitches but
like Brit they would never force this on anyone.
Quinn looks at Rachel, "Go clean up Rachel. You still have like fifteen minutes
before glee starts."
Santana smiles at her softly, "Remember Friday Quinn's house if you want this
to be a regular thing."
Rachel nods hesitantly and walks out the door. Santana turns to Quinn kissing
her lovingly, "Do we have time for a quickie baby?"
Quinn smirks rubbing the Latina's cock through her spankies, "I dunno can you
make me cum then cum in time."
Santana grins wickedly, "You bet your ass Q."
Quinn smirks turning around and bends over the desks. She wiggles her ass
inviting, "Show me what you got stud." She looks over her shoulder and winks at
Santana devilishly. Santana roughly pulls her spankies down then Quinn's.
She spit in her hand lubing up her cock and then spits in Quinn's puckered
hole. She thrusts in two fingers rapidly. Quinn gasps at the intrusion. Santana
grabs ahold of her hips with one hand and guides her cock into Quinn with the
other.
"Fuck," Quinn groans. Santana grunts in victory when her cock is all the way
inside of Quinn's tight hole.
Santana moves fast and hard slamming into Quinn. She reaches her hand around
grabbing Quinn's cock. The Latina uses the pre cum leaking out of Quinn's cock
and strokes her moving in time with her thrust. Quinn moans loud and pushes
herself back hard meeting Santana thrusts.
Santana thrust become faster and harder, "Fuck Quinn. You feel so good."
Quinn head falls back her mouth hanging opening, "Fuck oh fuck." She gasps loud
when Santana hits her spot. "There baby. Hit it again."
Santana abs start to burn and her cock start to twitch. She jack hammers into
Quinn causing the other girl to squeal.
"Oh yes, yes fuck me San," Quinn chants. Quinn feels her cock twitch and the
pull start in her belly. "Oh fuck here I come baby."
Santana just grunts unable to answer. She speeds up her movement fucking Quinn
harder than before. She stops abruptly cumming hard in Quinn's ass. Quinn
follows cumming all over the floor and desk. Santana thrusts her hips again in
jerky movements. Her hand moves in a completely different rhythm. Quinn leans
back against Santana kissing her softly moaning into her mouth.
Santana pulls out and they both whimper at the loss. She smirks at Quinn's red
ass and cum leaking out of her.
They sigh in contentment and Santana kisses her softly, "Come on babe let's go
clean up."
The HBICs dress with identical looks of satisfaction. They lock pinkies and
walk out the office.
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Rachel stares at herself in the mirror looking to see if she looks any
different. She tilts her head to the right and sighs giving up. No she doesn't
seem any different. She curses under her breath when she realizes that she
going to be late for glee. Rachel whimpers painfully as her bruises butt rubs
against her panties. She walks as fast as she can to the choir room. Rachel
pauses briefly at the door before opening the door.
"Good afternoon my fellow clubbers," she says plastering on her show smile.
Mr. Schue busy at the piano shuffling around notes, "You're late Rachel. Please
just take a seat so we can get started."
Rachel blushes and quickly finds her seat in the back of the room. She has to
bite back a whimper when she sits down.
Mercedes gives her a confused look. It's unusual for Rachel to be late for
anything especially glee.
Kurt eyes speculating as well if he didn't know better one would assume that
Ms. Wait Until She's 25 was thoroughly fucked.
Finn gives her his big goofy grin not realizing anything is amiss.
Artie does nothing but stare at his lap. He was just shoved into the port a
potty and stayed there for hour before Coach Tanaka let him out. So he really
doesn't give a damn what Rachel looks like.
Tina hides behind her hair but looks at her thoughtfully but just shrugs its
none of her business.
Rachel sighs hoping that this lesson would go by fast so she can soak in a nice
hot bath. She ignores the looks and concentrates on how to relieve her
throbbing ass. She closes her eyes when the images of what just happened flood
her mind. The diva barely bites back a whimper at the image of the HBICs' heads
bobbing between her legs.
The door opens and Rachel gasps when she sees who walks in.
"Sorry we're late Mr. Schue but Britt got lost on the way here so we had to go
find her," Quinn gives him her sweet smile.
The bubbly blonde nods smiling happily as she skips to the back row next to a
shell shocked Rachel.
Mr. Schue clears his throat, "It's okay girls. Please take a sit anywhere."
Santana smirks at the shocked gleeks sauntering to the empty chair next to B,
"I promise it won't happen again." She tells in a mock sincere voice.
Rachel face flushes and she can't seem to get her throat to work. Quinn smirks
at her, "What's wrong Berry not happy to see us?"
Finn breaks the stunned silence, "What are you three doing here? I thought you
hated Glee."
Santana shots him a glare but it was Brittany that answered, "I like totally
wanted to join after I saw you perform at the assembly. So I asked Quinn and
Sanny to join with me and they said yes!"
The group glance at each other confused when the door opened again to reveal
three football players strutting in.
Artie whimpers when Puck shots him a cocky smirk, "Did you have fun in the port
a potty Wheels?"
The other two players laughed and high fived each other taking their seats next
to Finn.
"Great now that everyone's here we can start," exclaims an excited Mr. Schue.
"With our new members we have enough people to qualify for sectionals."
The Gleeks clap and whoop in excitement. Rachel swallows and smiles brightly
because fuck things just got more interesting.
***** Yes or No *****
Chapter Summary
     Sometimes Rachel just wanted to give up control the two HBICs take
     her up on that.
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: No I don't own glee if I did Quinn would be screwing
     Rachel on top of the piano. There were some questions on the nature
     of Quinn and Santana's relationship let me clarify they are in an
     established relationship and have somewhat of an open one. As long as
     they both screw the same person. And Brittany won't be a huge part in
     this story but she likes to make her presence known. So warnings more
     smut and more BDSM. Okay kids on with the show.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Santana was having a lovely erotic dream. In her dream Rachel Berry was on her
knees sucking her off while Quinn fucked her from behind. She felt tingles shot
throughout her body and her cock throbbed. As sleep slowly lifts from her body
she feels something wet swipe at her cock. Blurry eyes open and she groans when
she sees Quinn's head bobbing between her legs.
She moans in appreciation when Quinn starts to suck harder. "Oh fuck," Santana
opens her legs wider and grabs the back of her head pushing her cock further
down her girlfriend's throat.
Quinn hums and the vibration shot through her body. Quinn looks up at her with
hooded eyes. Santana whimpers when Quinn releases her with a loud pop.
The blonde cheerio crawls up her body kissing a trial to her breast. The
brunette arches her back as Quinn licks and bites her nipple. Moaning in
appreciation as Quinn gives strong pulls twirling her tongue around her taunt
nipple. Her strong hand kneads the neglected breast. Santana grips the blonde
hair tugging as Quinn kissing her way up to Santana's neck place her hands on
either side of her counterparts head. She leaves feathering kisses along her
jaw. Quinn places a soft kiss on her mouth nibbling on her lips asking for
entrance. Santana groans as their tongues meet in lazy strokes.
Quinn sneaks a hand down to her tight hole teasing the quivering hole. Santana
moans into Quinn's mouth when two fingers enter her. Quinn's tongue and fingers
move in the same rhythm. When Quinn pulls her hand back it causes Santana to
whimper in protest.
The taller girl smiling softly using her hand as balances her weight and guides
her hard cock into Santana. The lovers moan in unison as Quinn buries herself
deep in the other girl. Santana wraps her arms around Quinn's neck and legs
around her waist pulling the girl closer into her. Quinn starts moves her hips
thrusting slow and deep. Santana moves her hips up meeting every stroke staring
into each other's eyes.
Quinn moves her hips in a different angle hitting Santana's spot with every
stroke she moans, "Harder baby."
Quinn smiles but continues with her slow thrusts, groaning, "You feel so good
baby. So tight."
Santana desperate for more she begs, "Please baby faster."
Quinn kissing her again, "Shhh baby let me love you." She continues to gently
fucking her. Santana pants and moans in Quinn's ear. Quinn loves the effect she
has on her girl. Santana walls grips her making it difficult to move. Quinn
pushes against the resistance causing Santana to arch her back. Quinn pushes in
deeper, further inside of her. Santana feels tingling start in her belly and a
thin layer on sweat forms on both their bodies. Santana puts her hand on the
back of Quinn's pulling her in for soft passionate kiss tongues caress in time
with Quinn's strokes.
Moaning softly against Quinn's lips Santana begs again, "Please baby harder."
Quinn bites down on Santana's lips as an answer. Santana jerks her hips loving
the little pain. Quinn smirks as she fucks Santana leisurely each stroke
setting off fireworks in Santana's body. Her orgasm came out of nowhere leaving
gasping her for air and her vision blackens. Quinn tumbles after her cumming
just as hard.
Quinn collapsed on top of Santana peppering kissing anywhere she could reach.
Santana runs her hands on Quinn's slippery back trying to calm their racing
hearts. They whimper as Quinn pulls out and lies down next to her. Santana
musters up energy to turn and rest on her shoulder.
"Wow what a way to get woken up," as she kisses her shoulder.
Quinn chuckles sounding extremely satisfied, "It's entirely your fault you
know."
Santana grunts slapping her stomach weakly, "How is my fault Q? I was
innocently sleeping when you ravaged me."
Quinn snorts playfully. "I can call you a lot of things but baby innocent isn't
one of them."
"Hey not cool baby," Santana straddles Quinn pushes her down by the shoulders
pressing her into the bed.
Quinn laughs still looking smug, "But it's true though babe," she forcing
herself up and wraps her arms around Santana's waist, "but I love you the way
you are," kissing her deeply.
Santana sighs in contentment, "I still think you're a bitch."
Quinn bites her lip playfully, "And I still think you're an asshole."
Santana gives her a seductive look moans in her ear, "But you just love fucked
my ass Quinn. You fucked me so good I'm going to feel you for hours."
Quinn's cock stirs groaning she leans her head on the girl's shoulder, "You
don't play fair." She pushes her hips rocking softly against Santana's
backside.
Santana laughs getting off of her lap. Quinn makes a pitiful moan reaching for
her. Santana dances away shaking her finger, "Nuh uh Q. We have to get to
practice."
Quinn closes her eyes pouting as she throws herself back whining, "Tell me
again why we're in the fucking cheerios."
Santana moans, "Because you like the body all those hard workouts gives me."
Quinn opens one eye and lifts her head up to see Santana running her hands over
her taunt abs and firm breast. Quinn moans licking her lips as her soft cock
stirs again.
She winks biting her lip, "Now get your lazy ass up and join me in the shower."
Quinn scrambles off the bed rushing to her side. Quinn slaps her ass playfully,
"Well are you coming San?"
Santana smirks leading the way they both adored shower sex.
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Rachel glares at her alarm clock. Groaning pitifully she slaps the snooze
button. The tiny girl rolls onto her stomach burying herself under her blanket.
Today is decision day and she has no clue what the fuck she's going to do. On
one hand she loves the feeling of giving up control. She loves the rush she
gets when she submits to the HBICs. But on the other hand does she really want
to be a toy to them? Does she really want to have no say in her life anymore?
Rachel muffles a frustrated scream. She punches her bed when it doesn't give
her any answers. The alarm blares again. Rachel pokes her head out mutter
curses under her breath she gets out of bed turning off her infuriating alarm.
She rolls out of bed glaring at the unanimated object. Rachel hopes desperately
to relieve some of her frustration with her morning workout routine. After an
half an hour on her elliptical Rachel felt slightly normal again.
She would have felt completely normal if it wasn't for the dull ache on her
backside. She whimpers remembering her last encounter with the two cheerios.
She shakes her head clear as she heads the bathroom to shower. Thankfully it
leaves her feeling refreshed and calm.
As the little songbird enters the kitchen she greets each of her fathers with
kisses on the cheek. They talk idly about their plans for the day. Rachel
starts fidgeting nervously with her fork, "Dad? Papa," clearing her throat.
"Yes pumpkin?" her dad looks up smiling.
She gives them a bashful grin, "I might have plans for the weekend."
Hiram excited bounces on his seat, "Really sweetheart?"
She wipes her sweaty hands on her skirt, "Yes, I've recently struck up
friendship with a couple of my fellow glee clubbers and they invited me over to
stay at their house for the weekend."
Leroy smiles encouragingly, "That's wonderful news Rach."
Rachel nods, "But the plans haven't been finalized just yet." Rachel hates
lying to her fathers but it's not exactly a lie. She hasn't made up her mind
yet.
Hiram claps his hands squealing, "A slumber party! How exciting! Are you going
to paint each other's nails and talk about boys?"
Rachel flushes more like they're going to spank me and fuck me unconscious she
thinks. "I uh I'm not sure as to the proper sleep over etiquette. But as I said
nothing has been finalized."
Leroy waves her off, "Either way I think it's wonderful that you're finally
making friends your own age."
Rachel ducks her head, "So I have permission to attend if all goes well."
Hiram nods smiling a megawatt smile identical to Rachel, "Of course sweetheart.
If you do attend then your father and I can have that alone time we've been
talking about."
Leroy shots him a saucy wink causing Rachel to gag. There are somethings she
doesn't need to know and her fathers' alone time is one of them. "And on that
note fathers I shall be heading to school because yeah that was too much
information."
Her fathers giggle, "Okay dear just call us and let us know what your plans
are." Rachel rushes out the kitchen after Hiram starts to sit on Leroy's lap
stroking his arm.
On the walk to school Rachel blindly looks head not paying attention to her
surrounding when a beat up truck pulls up alongside of her. A nervous Rachel
starts to power walk away as the truck slows to crawl.
"Rachel do you need a ride?" Finn Hudson calls from an open window.
Rachel sighs in relief and gets into the truck, "Thank you Finn."
Finn shots her goofy grin, "It's nothing Rach. I mean we were headed the same
way so why not."
Rachel smiles, "Still not many people would have stop and offer me a ride."
Finn just shrugs again. He taps his fingers on the steering wheel appearing
nervous, "So like it's awesome that we have enough people to be competitions
and stuff."
Rachel nods enthusiastic, "Yes I can't wait to compete on stage. I must talk to
Mr. Schue about having an invitational. It'll give us a chance to showcase our
talents."
Finn gives her a confused look, "I thought it was called sectionals?"
Rachel gives him a patient smile, "Yes but an invitational is like putting a
concert on for our community while sectionals is an actual competition."
Finn mouth forms an 'O' as the light flashes on in his head, "That be cool
Rach. I've always wanted to be a like a rock star."
Rachel giggles at the boy enthusiasm. She eyes him critically; his handsome boy
next charm was always something she liked about him. But she wonders if she
ever felt actual attraction for him and not appreciation due to the fact that
he was the first person in their school to be nice to her.
There's no denying the fact that the two cheerios are beautiful and that they
always had an element to danger about them. Add the fact that they stir
something in her at no one else even came close to. She can't seem to control
herself around them. She can't help but want to throw herself on her knees and
worship them. She has to bite back a moan as she remembers the last time she
was on her knees for them. Their cocks standing proud in her face. How they
felt to have them in her mouth fucking her throat and for a brief moment how
they filled her completely. How they stretched her wonderfully wide. A dull
ache starts in her center and she feels herself growing wet as images of Quinn
pounding her slim fingers inside her and Santana's tongue spearing her.
"Rach? Rachel?" Finn says loudly.
Rachel shakes the images out of mind and blushes deeply, "I'm sorry Finn I must
have been daydreaming."
Finn smiles goofy again, "It's cool I do that all the time in class."
And that's why you're failing almost every subject. But Rachel bites her tongue
before she could make that comment, "What is that you said Finn?"
Finn smiles nervous, "I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go out with me
this weekend. We could go to a dinner and a movie but nothing to expansive.
Because I like don't have that much money unless you'd want to splint the
cost." He gives her his best puppy dog eyes but confident that she'll say yes.
Rachel mouth falls open if he asked her a week ago she would have yes in a
heartbeat. If he asked a week ago she would have pulled out her blackberry and
scrolled for vegan restaurants in the area. But it's not a week ago and so much
has happened since then, "I actually have plans for this weekend. Well not
definite plans but I do have a prior commitment."
Finn looks at her confused what could be more important than going out with
him. He's popular and good looking she should have jumped at the opportunity.
"But I thought you liked me and stuff," he pulls into the school parking lot
and shut the engine off.
Rachel turns and faces him, "I do like you Finn but at the moment I'm unsure in
whether it's romantic or friendship that I'm feeling."
Finn looks at her shocked and stutters, "But what about that kiss. It was
awesome. It was like the superman of kisses. It should have had its own cape
and everything."
Rachel tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, "Yes it was a nice kiss. But you
were with Quinn at the time and it shouldn't have happened."
Finn pouts, "But I broke up with her so I can date you. I even waited to ask
you out so I wouldn't seem like insensitive and stuff."
Rachel eyebrows shut up, "A week hardly seems like a lot of time Finn. Besides
I never asked you to break up with Quinn. You made that decision all on your
own."
Finn tightens his jaw in anger breathing harshly through his nose, "Yeah I only
did because I thought you liked me like that."
Rachel looks away, "As I said Finn I never asked you to."
Finn grabs he's backpack shoving the door open to get out of the truck. Rachel
scrambles after him, "Will figure it out Rachel because I'm not going to chase
you. Girls in this school are lining up to go out with me I got other options."
Rachel glares at him over the trucks hood, "What a wonderful way to fight for
my affections Finn." She turns around storm off into the school.
"Whatever like I said tell me by the end of school or you can forget it," he
yells after her turning to stomp off the other way.
Rachel mutters under her voice curses Finn for insensitivity when an arm wraps
around her waist and a hand covered her mouth as she was roughly pulled into an
empty classroom. Rachel struggles frantic to get away. Gasping in pain as she
was pushed roughly against the wall. Rachel shivers in fear as she stares into
a pair of very angry blue eyes.
"Brittany what is the meaning of this," Rachel tries to smooth down her
wrinkled clothes.
"I saw you getting out of Finn's car Rachel. That's like totes a no no as far
as Quinn and Santana are concerned," Brittany crosses her arms glaring at the
shorter girl.
Rachel lowers her gaze and swallows hard, "He saw me walking and just gave me a
ride to school Brittany."
The tall blonde uncrosses her arms, "It doesn't matter Rachel. I thought the
girls made it clear they wanted you to stay away from him."
Rachel licks her lips, "I haven't agreed to anything yet. So they have no right
to dictate my friends or my life."
Brittany smirks moving closer, "It's not like you're going to say no Rach. We
both know that you want it as bad as they do, so stop playing games."
Rachel flushes unable to deny her comment whispers, "I haven't made up my mind
yet."
Brittany laughs, "Sure you haven't Rach. So why do keep letting them have their
way with you then? Like in the bathroom or bent over Mr. Schue's desk?" She
smirks at Rachel's expression, "Yeah I know all about it Rachel. They're my
best friends they tell me everything."
Rachel mouth opens shocked, "But I…"
"Everything Rach. Like how they spanked you in the locker rooms and Quinn then
fingered you. Like how the cornered you in the bathroom and fucked you again
and then they came all over your ass. And how before glee they had you suck
them off and spanked you again." Rachel lets out a breathy moan as the dull
ache starts to throb.
Brittany claps her hands in triumph, "See I told you that you wanted it. So
stop with all the denial and just give in already. Because the longer you make
them wait the worse they'll punish you." Brittany tilts her head in a
thoughtful manner, "Maybe that's what you want to piss them off so they can
punish." Brittany gives her a naughty smile, "Maybe you want them to tan your
ass and claim you."
Rachel eyes glaze over as the image played out in her head, "No I'm just… I'm
just confused at the moment Brittany I haven't…"
Brittany scoffs, "Yes you have but you're too afraid to say it right now. But
in the end you'll be standing in front of Quinn's door begging for them to
fuck. You'll just be begging for a chance to suck their delicious cocks."
Rachel straightens her shoulders, "And how would you know what they taste
like?"
Brittany giggles at her jealousy, "Who do you think swipe their v cards? Who do
you think gave them their first blow jobs?"
Rachel tries to give Brittany her fiercest glare, "Obviously it didn't mean
much if they didn't keep you around."
Brittany slaps her hard enough to sting but not leave mark, "I would watch how
you speak to me Rachel. I may not own you like they do but I am their best
friend and I mean more to them then you ever will. And after they train you
properly I'm going to ask them for a night with you so I can punish like the
bad little bitch you are. And you know what Rachel?" She shakes her head her
body shaking in fear, "They'll give you to me and they'll watch. And after I'm
done with you they'll fuck me in front of you and there's not a damn thing you
can do about."
The bell rings just then Brittany backs away, "You better get to class little
bitch and stop fooling around with Finn unless you want one of them to drag you
into the janitors closet and spank your ass."
Rachel blindly reaches behind her and turns the knob backing out of the room.
Brittany giggles watching her go claps her hands in excitement. She's a totally
badass like Santana taught her to be. She smirks knowing that the girls will be
proud of her. Her smile grows thinking she gave the diva enough of push to fall
into the girls waiting arms.
She starts whistling as she skips to class she can't wait to tell Quinnie and
Sanny all about her morning.
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Rachel fumes all through her morning class muttering and cursing Brittany. Just
who the hell does she thinks she is talking about her Ms. Q and Ms. S that way?
Rachel sinks lower into seat pouting throughout her lessons.
She stalking down the hallway ignoring the confused glances her peers are
giving her. She's so preoccupied that she doesn't notice a slushy coming her
way. Rachel gasps as the cold stings her eyes. She wipes her eyes as best she
could blinking back tears as she hears laughter ringing through the hallway.
She turns going to her locker and gets her emergency slushy kit leaving a trail
of grape slushy to trace her path. She goes to the closest restrooms to do a
ritual she's done a hundred times before.
Rachel was just finishing up when the door opens but she doesn't pay the other
girl any mind until she hears the lock click in place. Rachel stiffens and
turns slowly knowing who was behind her. Quinn stands behind hands on her hips
in her classic HBIC pose the glare lets her know she's in serious trouble.
Rachel standing there in just her bra and skirt pleads, "I, he, I was walking
and he just offered me a ride that's all swear Ms. Q."
Quinn stands there still saying nothing continues to stare at the frightened
diva, "Please I… This girl didn't mean to do anything wrong Ms. Q. Finn was
just being nice that's all."
She fidgets with hem of her skirt swallowing nervously, "Please say something
Ms. Q."
Rachel jumps when she hears a knock at the door Quinn turns to unlock the door
letting in the other half of the duo. Rachel whimpers when Santana glares at
her as well bouncing on one foot to another she waits for the HBICs to say
something.
Santana finally breaks the silence and growls, "I thought we told you to stop
chasing after Frankenstein."
"He just offered me a ride to school when he saw me walking I swear Ms. S,"
Rachel rushes out.
"Really that's all dirty girl," Quinn hisses.
"Then why the fuck are the sheep saying it look like a lovers spat?"
Rachel whimpers again, "I, uh, I mean he was upset a little Ms. S."
Quinn quirks her eyebrow, "And why was the douche bag upset a little?"
Rachel looks away, "I turned him down when he ask me out Ms. Q."
Santana stalks toward her like a predator stalking her prey, "Oh so there was
more than an innocent ride to school."
"Only on his part Ms. S. This girl turned him down I swear," Rachel whispers.
Quinn puckers her lips, "So what was this crap you said to Brittany then? You
told her that you haven't made up your mind yet. So why did you turn
Finncompetent down? Are you weighing your options seeing who gives you a better
deal?"
Rachel shakes her empathically, "No Ms. Q this girl just isn't one hundred
percent sure about what she wants yet."
Quinn sways her hips walking close enough to be nose to nose with Rachel, "So
on one hand you have the jolly green giant trying to win your affection. A boy
who I'd like to add has an early arrival problem. I mean when I was fake dating
him he barely touch a boob before he jizzed all over himself."
Santana breathes hot her breath on her ear causing her to shiver, "And on the
other hand you have two hot cheerleaders willing to fuck you and do all those
dirty things you like. But refuse to admit even to yourself. But guess what
Berry? We can fuck you right here right now and still last longer than Finn
ever could hope to."
Quinn licks her lips almost touching hers, "We can make you cum harder and more
times than Finn ever could dream of. We can fuck you better than whoever popped
your cherry."
"It was Puck Ms. Q," Rachel flinches at their angry expressions. "This girl was
drinking at the time and not in her right mind at the time."
Quinn and Santana glance at each other Puck was number one on their list as of
now, "Really you spread your legs for the school's man whore. Were you trying
to get knocked up or contract a STD?"
Rachel shakes her head, "No Ms. Q this girl was having a bad day and upset. She
didn't plan on it. It just happened."
Santana mocks, "'It just happened. I didn't plan on it.' That makes it so much
better Berry giving it up so easily like the rest of the sluts in this school."
Rachel chews on her lip, "This girl barely talked to you Ms. S and Ms. Q at the
time. And when we did you insulted me or gave me slushy facials. So how can I
be faulted for something that happened before all this?"
Rachel jumps when Quinn slams her hand on the mirror behind her, "Just shut the
fuck up Berry and stop making excuses for your behavior. I don't care and
neither does Santana," the other just nods in agreement, "I don't care if it
was an innocent ride to school. We told you to stay away from the ogre and we
meant it."
"So tonight you'll be punished for that. Then you'll be punished for the way
you spoke to Brittany. She's our best friend so next to us she has authority
over you. She'll be keeping tabs on your behavior so every time you step out of
line we'll know about it. So you better start giving her some damn respect,"
Santana hissing in her ear. Rachel body starts to shake in fear.
Quinn smiles playfully, "Maybe tonight we'll tie you up fuck until the point
where you're about to cum and stop." Rachel breath comes out in shallow puffs.
"Maybe we'll invite Brittany over and fuck her all night while you watch
helpless aching for our cocks Berry," Santana bites her neck fuck. She must
have some sort of vampire fetish Rachel thinks as she moans.
Quinn cups her wet center Rachel grinds on her hand growing wetter. She yelps
at the slap on her thigh, "Nuh uh dirty girl don't move until we tell you."
Quinn's other hand guides her leg to wrap around the blondes waist. She bends
her back until her head hits the mirror. Rachel's eyes glued to Quinn's
hypnotic hazel eyes as she pinches Rachel's clit through her panties. Rachel
moans struggling to keep her hips still. Quinn pushes her panties aside and
dips a single digit into her aching hole.
Quinn smile turns smug, "Well damn Berry your so fucking wet and we barely even
touched you. Your case of 'I'm not sure' is so believable right now."
Santana moves to stand behind Quinn resting her chin on the taller girl's
shoulder as she slides one hand slowly to meet Quinn's and dips in a finger as
well, "Such a dirty little slut."
Rachel moans when she feels herself be stretched out more when they add another
finger in her. The duo moves their hands in different rhythms one finger in as
the other moves out.
"Oh fuck uh god," Rachel grunts as they find her spot and hit it repeatedly.
"No talking Berry," Quinn tells her.
Rachel tenses her legs fighting with her body not to move. The submissive
brunette curls her toes when they each add a third finger stretching her more
than before. They quicken their pace in an almost bruising force. Rachel feels
her walls clinching struggling to push them deeper into her.
Rachel cries out in protest when the remove their hands. Santana smiles at her
evilly, "I thought you weren't sure this is what you want Berry."
Quinn slaps her almost bare pussy Rachel gasps at the pain but the pleasure
that coursed through her body surprised her. Quinn laughs, "I think the dirty
girl is just in denial. She loves the pain. She loves bending over for us. She
loves giving us control," each sentence was punctuated with a slap to her
pussy.
Rachel winches at the pain but her body refuses to be in denial as she grew
wetter. The HBICs smile triumphantly as the wet spot grows larger. Santana and
Quinn take turns punishing her pussy. The tears fall down Rachel's face as she
grunts out in pain after every hit.
They stop as abruptly as they started. Quinn pushes down her leg and pulls down
her panties. The girls eye her red dripping pussy hungrily. Santana steps back
from Quinn and lower her spankies enough to pull out her hard cock.
Quinn winks at Rachel, "It's a good thing you have your change of clothes
because you're going to need it dirty girl."
Rachel watches mewling low in throat as she looks on desperate. She wanted to
the one stroking their cocks. She wanted to fall on her knees and taste them.
She wanted to swallow their delicious cum.
The duo strokes their cocks faster as Rachel watches in agony. She curls her
hands to keep from touching them. Quinn steps closer hitting Rachel's clit
every time her hand moves up. Rachel moans in desperation. Quinn throws her
head back groaning as her hot cum hits Rachel's aching clit. Rachel moans loud
feeling her cum roll down to her throbbing pussy.
Santana pushes her aside one hand grips Rachel's thigh painfully while the
other tugs on her cock fast. She moans painting Rachel's aching pussy. Santana
steps back gasps for breath trying to calm her racing heart.
Quinn bends down licking the little bit of cum left on Santana's cock. Rachel
whimpers pitifully when Quinn exaggerates a loud moan at the taste. She rolls
her eyes up to meet Rachel's. The smaller girl swallows hard over the lump in
her throat as Quinn's eyes twinkle devilishly at her.
Santana sighs, "I bet you would like some relief huh Berry? I bet that pretty
little pussy of yours is desperate to cum?"
Rachel pleads, "Yes Ms. S this girl needs to cum."
Quinn gives a short laugh, "I don't think so Berry you're not ours remember?
You haven't made up your mind yet."
Santana runs a hand through her blonde counterpart's hair, "Besides only good
girl's gets treats and you've been a very bad girl Berry."
Quinn counts her transgressions off her fingers, "You talked to the ogre after
we told you not too. You took a ride from pencil dick. You had the nerve to
speak to Britney the way you did. You argued with her. You yelled at her. What
else San?"
Rachel trembles in fear at the hard glint in the Latina's eyes, "You had the
balls to question her authority over you. You made up bullshit excuses. But
since you're still so fucking indecisive I guess it makes everything okay. So
no Berry you haven't earned the right to cum. You haven't earned the right to
have our fingers, tongues or cocks inside of you."
Rachel blinks back tears the pain in her chest excruciating Rachel opens her
mouth to beg for forgiveness but Santana glare shuts her up immediately, "We
don't want to fucking hear it. So save all those lame ass excuses for someone
who gives a fuck."
The duo straightens themselves out Rachel shivers biting back sobs she watches
their every move. Hoping they'll give her a chance to prove how sorry she is.
Quinn turns back to her disdain clearly written all over her beautiful face,
"This is your last chance Berry ignore the idiot. Turn down his date. I don't
care if have to run away from him the only time you're allowed to speak to him
is when we're around or Brittany is."
"And keep your mannish hands away from that slutty pussy. The only way you get
to cum is when or if we say so. Not when you want and you better not clean off
that cum. I better see it there tonight. You're not to touch it at all and if
you have to take a piss hold it until we give you permission too."
"If we don't see you at my house by 4:30 naked and kneeling at our feet you'll
never have us again Berry," they dismiss her turning to walk out the door .When
Quinn stops but doesn't face her, "And I want to hear a sincere apology to
Brittany before the end of school do you understand."
Rachel replies in a pitiful whisper, "Yes Ms. Q this girl understands."
She watches with a forlorn expression as they walk away. She allows the tears
fall down as she gathers her belonging and rushes to the nearest stall. She
slams the door closed and sobs against it. She really fucked up this time. She
needs a plan. She needs to get back in the good graces of the duo. First things
first she needs to find Brittany and apologize. She over step her boundaries so
she needs to make it right. She cleans up and changes and quickly as she could.
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The rest of the day passes in a haze for Rachel. All through the day she looks
for Brittany but is unable to find her. The tall blonde must be avoiding her
because she's never usually this hard to find. In between classes the diva
starts to panic. Its last period and she needs to apologize soon before it's
too late.
Rachel lets out a sigh of relief when she finally spots the elusive blonde with
a group of cheerios. Rachel straightens her back and walks swiftly to her.
"Excuse me Brittany? May I have a word with you please?"
The group looks at her in contempt, "Why would she want to be seen talking to
you RuPaul?"
Rachel face turns red but she's used to the insults by now, "It's a private
matter and none of your concern. Please Brittany."
Brittany's ocean blue eyes stare at her, "Fine but I hope this doesn't take too
long I need to get to class."
Rachel smiles relief written all over her face, "Your class is right down the
hall from mine. May I walk you to class?"
Brittany shrugs, "Whatever its fine."
A nervous Rachel fiddles with shoulder strap, "I wanted to apologize for my
behavior this morning. I was rude and insolent it was completely uncalled for.
You were only trying to look out for my best interest and I attack you for it.
I realize how wrong I was and I sincerely hope that you can forgive me."
Brittany glances at her in the corner of her eye, "Are you only saying that
because the girls made you say you're sorry?"
Rachel chews on her lip, "Yes and no. Yes they asked me to apologize. But I
also realize how uncalled for my behavior was. I didn't know…"
Brittany smirks leaning against the door of her class, "You didn't know what
Rach?"
Rachel drops her voice to a whisper, "I didn't know you had authority over me."
Brittany laughs as she leans in close whispering, "I'm still going to ask the
girls if I can punish you one day soon."
Rachel breath catches in her throat, "Yes ma'am."
Brittany smirks wider pushing past her, "I guess I'll accept your apology for
now just don't let it happen again Rachel. I won't be so nice next time."
Before Rachel could answer her the warning bell rings. Crapshe thinks as she
races to her class. She makes it to her seat just as the bell rings.
Rachel doesn't pay attention at all in class. Her mind is racing as the minutes
tick down. Her body and mind are at war with each other. Her body craves the
HBICs touch. But her mind isn't willing to give up the little control she has.
She shifts in seat unable to cross her legs because of her aching pussy. Rachel
swallows glancing at the clock. She doesn't have much time to make her
decision.
Yes or no. Does she go home and crawl in her bed and forgets about the wicked
duo? Or does she go to Quinn's house and give into her cravings? Fucking
decisions. The bell startles her at of her daze groaning because now she has to
get through glee. Not only will Finn want an answer but the HBICs will as well.
Crap. Crap. Crapshe chants walking to the choir room. The small girl gathers
her courage and walks in the room. She immediately rushes to the back of the
class ignoring the curious glances her way.
The gleeks wonder what the hell is wrong with the diva. They know she's weird
but she's never acted this erratic before. They don't know what the problem is
but she better straighten her ass up or else. Rachel glances up when the
cheerios walk in. Brittany gives her a friendly wave but the other two ignore
her. Rachel has to blink back tears at the obvious snub.
Mr. Schue rushes in late as always talking excitedly about his plans for club.
Rachel tunes him out. Rachel spends the entire staring off into space chewing
on her lip. Rachel sighs in relief as the lesson comes to an end.
Quinn and Santana watch growling low as they watch Finn walk up to their toy.
Finn stops in front of Rachel, "So did you make up your mind yet Rach?"
Rachel looks at the duo eyes wide, "I'm sorry Finn but I'm unable to except
your offer at the moment."
The rest of the gleeks watch surprised that the diva turned down the boy but
the cheerios smirk in triumph.
Finn whines, "But Rach I know you like me. What can be more important than
going on a date with me? It's not there's a line of guys wanting to date you."
Rachel glares at the insensitive oaf, "Gee I wonder why I refuse to date you.
You're the only person that I know who manages to insult a girl while asking
for a date."
"But I…"
"But nothing Finn I suggest that you leave me alone from now on," Rachel shoves
him out of the way.
Finn sports a confused look. He really thought Rachel was playing hard to get.
The duo gathers their things and laugh at the clueless boy, "I bet your wishing
that you never dumped me now aren't you Finnessa? By this time next week the
whole school will know that you can't even get a date with the school's loser."
The club snicker at the wounded look on his face. Because yes he really is
regretting his stupid decision.
Rachel stands at the corner pacing nervously. One way is the direction of her
house and the other is Quinn's. She glances at her phone chewing on her lip.
The time is 4:10 she twenty minutes to make up her mind. Rachel takes a deep
breath when five more minutes pass. She closes her eyes briefly and steps in
the direction of the house.
Chapter End Notes
     A/N: Feel free to call me a tease. I might like it.
***** Friday *****
Chapter Summary
     Sometimes Rachel just wanted to give up control the two HBICs take
     her up on that.
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own glee if I did Santana and Quinn would be
     screwing in the bathrooms all three seasons. Wow just like to say
     thank you to everyone who's taken the time to read this fic and a
     special thank you to my readers who followed me from ff. I love my
     stalkers... I mean readers. This is the last of the upload so
     anything else will be new, so expected something new in a week. So
     warnings are pretty much the same just more smut. More punishment and
     BDSM. More g!p and for a grand finale DP and anal. So if you don't
     like or want to read any that stuff this isn't the chapter for you.
     Okay kids on with the show.
Rachel reaches the house and glances at the time 4:25 she swallowing nervously
and she wipes her sweaty hands on her skirt. The diva raises her hands to the
door when the door opens Quinn stands there wearing a smug grin. She gestures
for the girl to follow her when they enter the living room she sees Santana
lounging around on the couch wearing an equally smug expression. Rachel sets
her bag down by the entrance with shaking fingers she undresses. She looks to
the clock and sees the time is 4:29 breathing a sigh of relief I made it I
won't be punished for that. Rachel moves to the center of the room and drops to
her knees and her hands behind her back and waits.
The minutes seem to tick away as her nerves build wanting to open her mouth to
speak but she thinks better of it.
Finally Santana breaks the silence, "Cutting close weren't you Berry?"
"Yes Ms. S this girl cut it too close," she whispers.
The brunette cheerio quips, "I take this means you accept our offer."
"Yes Ms. S this girl accepts your offer," trying to calm her fried nerves.
Quinn walks in sauntering toward the nervous girls, "First of all there will be
the issue of your punishment for your recent behavior. Do you understand?"
Rachel swallows, "Yes Ms. Q this girl understands."
"Then we'll have to set some ground rules, Berry. Like a safe word."
Rachel looks up at her, "A safe word Ms. Q?"
Quinn smirks, "Yes a safe word Berry. There's a difference between punishment
and abuse. We're not here to abuse you. We just want to play with you."
Rachel feels herself getting wet at the way Quinn's voice caressed 'play',
"This girl would like to know the safe word Ms. Q."
She hears Santana get up from her spot and runs a hand through her hair. "You
pick the word Berry or words rather think of it like a stop light; red for
stop, yellow for slow down and green for good."
Gooses bump form on her body as Santana continues to stroke her hair, "Um Babs
for stop."
The HBICs chuckle, "Of course Berry."
"Uh green f-f-for good and yellow for slow down," she stutters out when Quinn
starts to play with her nipples.
"Good girl," Quinn whispers.
"The rules are simple Berry inside this house you'll address us as Ms. S and
Ms. Q. We're not your mistresses yet at least not until we collar you."
Rachel face is flushed, "C-c-collar me Ms. S?"
"Yup, when we claim you, you'll wear our collar and never forget who you belong
too."
Rachel moans at the thought of belonging to them, "I uh this girl thought she
already belonged to you."
Quinn pinches her nipple harder, "Not yet not until after this weekend. Once
you're in this house you'll always be naked unless we tell you otherwise."
"Since you like to act like a bitch, you'll crawl everywhere unless we tell you
otherwise," Santana kneels behind her running her nails over her stomach
leaving red marks.
Rachel nods, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands."
Santana kisses her neck, "Good girl."
"Outside this house you'll respect us no matter. You'll always say yes ma'am or
no ma'am if people are around. Brittany gets respect too so yes ma'am and no
ma'am when talking to her. Keep your phone with you at all times when we call
you better come running. I don't care where you are if it's school or the
middle of the night you better be here?"
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands," she moans feeling herself get wet already.
Quinn twists her nipples hard, "No more Igor got it? We don't share our toys
with him."
Rachel's breathe hitches Santana dips her finger into her, "Good girl you
didn't clean off our cum okay." She plays with her wet slit. "Other rules will
be addressed as the come up but for now those or the main ones."
Rachel moans, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands the rules."
"Your punishment is next, Berry. I counted 7 earlier do you agree Q?" Santana
starts moving her finger in a slow pace.
Quinn mutters still toying with the girl's breast, "Yup so that's 70 from me
and 70 from Santana. Do you have a problem with that?"
Rachel eyes widen but bits her lip and whimpers, "No Ms. Q this girl doesn't
have a problem with that."
Rachel groans low in protest as Santana removes her finger, "Bend over the back
of the couch hands touching the cushions, legs spread wide."
Rachel crawls to the couch and assumes the position she was told. Her ass up in
the air waiting for her next order as she feels her juices running down her
leg. Santana and Quinn walk next to her. Her pretty pussy red and dripping
begging for them to take her.
Santana licks her lips, "So what do you think Q hands or a paddle?'
Quinn starts fondling Rachel's ass, "Hmmmm I think a paddle she's been such a
bad girl. What about you baby?"
"I'll use my hands," Santana smirks and kisses her passionately. "Remember too
count Berry and thank us."
Rachel voice quivers, "Yes Ms. S this girl will remember."
"Okay if you miss one we start over," Santana tells her pulling her arm back.
SLAAPPP putting all her weight into it.
Rachel moans out, "ONE THANK YOU MS. S." Slappp, "UH TWO THANK YOU MS. S."
Santana starts to vary her strokes leaving the submissive brunette unable to
guess the strength of each stroke.
Swatttt "UH THIRTEEN THANK YOU MS. S." Smackkk, "OW FORTEEN THANK YOU MS. S."
Rachel feels herself get wetter with every stroke and the ache that's been
there all day starts to throb painfully.
"FUCK TWENTY NINE THANK YOU MS. S. OUCH THIRTY THANK YOU MS. S," Rachel starts
squirming and crying. The pain is intense at this point she doesn't know if she
can handle anymore. Feeling the girl nearing her limit Santana pauses to give
Rachel and her hand a minute of rest as she admires her handy work. Red hand
prints decorate her ass.
"OUCH FIFTY ONE THANK YOU MS. S." Her ass wobbles after every swatttt, "FUCK
FIFTY TWO THANK YOU MS. S." Rachel starts sobbing almost missing her count
swatttt, "UH S-S-S-SIXTY NINE THANK YOU MS. S." Santana pauses again letting
the anticipation build. Rachel tenses trembling waiting for the final blow.
SMAAACCKKK, "FUCKKKK SEVENTY THANK YOU MS. S."
Rachel breaks down and starts sobbing uncontrollably. Quinn kneels in front of
lifting her head up she whips away her tears cooing, "Good girl."
Santana strokes her aching back side in soothing circles, "Good girl."
When the girl finally calms down Quinn grabs the paddle from a bag that Rachel
never even notice was there, "Okay Berry my turn are we still green?"
Rachel nods hiccupping, "Yes Ms. Q."
Quinn starts off with soft slaps. Swat, "Uh one thank you Ms. Q." Swatt, "Ow
two thank you Ms. Q." Quinn puts more strength into the next swatt, "SHIT THREE
THANK YOU MS. Q." Shit this hurts so much worse than anything she ever felt
before she already started squirming and crying.
Quinn admires the pretty red ass staring back at her. She licks her lips
hungrily. She can't wait until she buries her dick into that pretty dripping
pussy. Swatttt, "OWWW SEVENTEEN THANK YOU MS. Q." Swatttt, "AWWWW EIGHTEEN
THANK YOU MS. Q!"
Son of bitch she's tempted to call out 'Babs'. It hurts so much but she feels
so turned on her pussy is leaking. She wouldn't be surprised if there's a
puddle on the floor by her feet. "SHITTT THIRTY FOUR THANK YOU MS. Q." Swatttt,
"THIRTY FIVE THANK YOU MS. Q."
Santana strokes her hard dick admiring her baby's work. She looks so hot right
now with sheen of sweat forming on both the girls' bodies. Quinn pauses long
enough to give Santana a bruising kiss, Rachel doesn't know why she stopped but
she's thankful for the rest.
Swatttt, "OUCHHH SIXTY SEVEN THANK YOU MS. Q." Quinn bears down harder, swattt,
"OWWW SIXY EIGHT THANK YOU MS. Q." And harder loving the way Rachel's ass
jiggles after every hit swattt, "SIXTY NINE THANK YOU MS. Q."
Quinn winks at Santana, "Good girl Berry one more."
Swattttttttt, "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK SEVENTY THANK YOU MS. Q!"
Rachel lets her body go and sobs hard. Rachel moans when she feels that
wonderfully cool ointment on her burning ass. Quinn holds her stroking her hair
cooing non sense in her ear. When she finally calms down Quinn pushes her onto
her knees.
"You did good Berry," she lifts up her face staring at her puffy eyes and tear
streak face. "Up the stair third door on the right. You better be on your knees
when we get there or you'll get a worse spanking than just now." They watch in
amusement as the girl scrambles up the stairs as best she could on her hands
and knees.
Quinn turns to Santana taking her into her arms lips and teeth meet. Quinn
moves her hand down to stroke her throbbing cock, "Fuck do you want me to take
care of that or do you want to wait?"
Santana grunts into her mouth, "Keep doing that and it won't matter babe."
Quinn smiles mischievously as she slides her hand under her shorts and starts
stroking the hard cock faster. Santana throws her head back moaning loud and
Quinn bites down on her neck hard then licks and kisses the abused flesh.
Santana cants her hips meeting Quinn's hand, "Oh fuck Q."
Quinn smirks and moves her hand faster, "You feel so good baby. I love your
hard thick cock. I love it in my hands, my mouth or my ass. Just everywhere on
my body."
Santana grips her shoulders throwing her head back, "Oh fuck Q keep going
baby."
Quinn leans forward kissing her with bruising force. Santana's hips jerk as she
cums all over Quinn's hands and her underwear. Santana panting harshly, "Holy
fuck Q you made a mess baby.
Quinn kisses her again smirking, "Don't worry baby I know a dirty slut that
will clean you right up."
Santana starts laughing realizing this was Quinn's plan all along. They walk up
the stairs and head to Quinn's room, when they enter the room Rachel is where
she was instructed to be. The HBICs circle her like predators stalking their
prey.
Rachel trembles in excitement when she feels them enter the room. She hears the
girls' clothes fall to the floor Rachel stiffens in anticipation.
The girls circle around to Rachel's front and eye level is the girls' tasty
hard cocks. She whimpers in need wanting nothing more to suck them dry.
Quinn waves her hand in Rachel's face, "Look at the mess Santana made," she
says in a mocking voice. "I wish I had a dirty little girl to clean us up."
Rachel whimpers in need.
Santana mocks, "Will you clean up all this hot cum Berry?"
Rachel nods frantic, "Yes please Ms. S this girl will clean up this all your
hot cum."
Santana cocks her hip to the side striking a thoughtful pose, "I dunno Quinn
she's been such a bad girl lately. I don't know if she deserves a treat."
Rachel whimpers again eyes pleading.
Quinn grabs her hair with her clean hand forcing her head back, "Are you going
to be a good girl for us dirty girl? Are you going to be our good little toy?"
"Yes Ms. Q this girl will be a good girl. She'll be a good toy," she pleads.
Santana scratches her breasts leaving red angry looking marks, "I don't know if
I believe her, Quinn."
"She's such a bad slut. I don't know if I believe her either."
"I guess we should give her another shot."
"I suppose so," Quinn grips her hair tighter. "One last chance Berry to show us
you can be a good girl."
Rachel whimpers pleading, "Yes Ms. Q this girl can show you she's a good girl."
Quinn waves her hand in front of her face, "Well clean it you dirty slut."
Rachel licks and sucks the cum covered hand hungrily. She moans at the taste
swallowing it down desperate for more. When she finished with the hand, Santana
steps in front of her. Rachel licks around the semi hard cock. Sucking her
gently enjoying the taste on her tongue. Wanting to clean her thoroughly she
pulls her head back hallowing her cheeks and swallows the cock down her throat.
She massages it with her throat sucking it deep own her throat. She moans
around it sending delicious vibrations through Santana's body. Quinn still
gripping her hair moves her head faster forcing her to swallow more. Santana
moves her hips fucking the smaller brunette's throat. All three girls move in
frenzied pace until Santana pulls back not wanting to cum again just yet.
Rachel groans at the loss but otherwise doesn't protest.
Quinn smirks lifting her up by her hair, "Lay on the bed in the middle hands
above your head and hand legs apart."
Rachel scrambles on the bed doing as instructed. Quinn goes to her desk pulling
out handcuffs smiling devilishly at the girl. She crawls over Rachel and
straddles the girl running her hands up Rachel's arms she handcuffs her to the
metal frame. Once the diva was secure Quinn climbs off going to desk again
getting a few candles. She hands them to Santana as she climbs on Rachel again.
She watches the girl shiver as she lights one dripping hot wax onto her belly.
Rachel gasps at the pain it quickly leaves leaving only pleasure. She feels her
pussy throb and her juices leak on the bed. Santana kneels next to them
lighting a different candle dripping the hot wax on her sensitive breast.
Rachel arches her neck moaning but otherwise quiet.
Quinn moves back a little catching Rachel's eyes before she drips some on her
sensitive clit.
Rachel gasps moaning loud struggling not to buck her hips. They duo continues
to pour wax all over Rachel's body until she resembles a rainbow.
Quinn moves off of her spreading her legs wider she grins wicked as she peals
the harden wax off the small diva's clit.
Rachel closes her eyes groaning as Quinn slowly plays with her waxed covered
clit. Quinn grins as she lifts up Rachel's hips to rest them on her legs.
"You're being such a good little bitch. I think you earned a treat," she tells
her in a sweet voice entering her aching pussy with one hard thrust. Quinn
gasps feeling the tight hot walls surrounding her cock. Rachel moans at the
feeling of finally being filled. Quinn stretches her so deliciously.
"Oh fuck, Santana she so fucking tight," Quinn begins thrusting hard and fast
into Rachel. Smirking Quinn removes the harden wax. Rachel gasps at the small
pain mixing with pleasure as Quinn times slow thrust with the removal.
Rachel tries to move her hips meeting Quinn's thrust. Her mouth hanging open
and her eyes closed seeing stars, "Oh Ms. Q you feel so good."
Quinn moves faster and harder her abs burning with the effort.
Santana sits back on her heels and watches before long her cock is painfully
hard so she straddles the girl. Rachel opens her eyes seeing Santana's thick
cock in her face she opens her mouth wide without being told and swallows the
cock whole. Rachel struggles to breathe through her nose as Santana uses the
wall for support and fucks her throat in the same pace as Quinn. Rachel wraps
her legs around Quinn's waist pulling her tighter into her body.
Quinn feels Rachel's walls close around her making it hard for her to push in
and out. Quinn levels herself up gripping the slim waist harder leaving bruises
and thrusts faster making the bed slam against the wall. Rachel feels herself
about to cum she tries to hold off as best she but the feeling overwhelms her
and she feels herself tumbling over hard. She screams around the cock in her
mouth Santana groans and fucks her throat harder.
Sweat dripping down Quinn's body pauses feeling Rachel's pussy twitch around
her cock. Grunting she moves again in a blinding pace fucking the diva into
another orgasm this one harder than the last. Rachel feels her body go limp as
Quinn pushes her into another one and Quinn cums after her in thick hot ropes
painting the girl's insides. She smirks as she pulls out her cock wet from
Rachel's weeping pussy. Watches as she leaking both of their cum. Above her
Santana stiffens as her body jerks shooting hot cum down Rachel's throat.
Rachel swallows moaning in delight at the taste. After drinking everything
Santana had to offer she pulls out moaning at the loss.
"Oh thank you Ms. Q. Thank Ms. S," she babbles gasping for air. Her body still
shaking in aftershocks. The two HBICs flop on their backs breathing hard cocks
twitching.
Quinn gets up and walks to the dresser looking for the key. She lifts up
Santana and unlocks Rachel when she tries to stand as her legs give way.
Santana catches her before she falls. She pushing back her sweaty hair she
kisses her softly on the temple. Rachel sighs in contentment, Quinn stands
behind her rubbing her aching shoulders kissing her neck softly placing her
arms behind her back she cuffs her again. The duo lend Rachel down the stairs
to the kitchen, Santana lifts her up with a surprising show of strength onto
the counter. Rachel groans painfully her ass still throbbing from her earlier
punishment.
"Don't move and head down," Santana commands her.
Rachel hears the duo moving around the kitchen but they ignore the fact that
she's still there.
Quinn and Santana work in unison that only long term couples possessed. After
they finish making dinner Santana lifts Rachel off the counter and moves her to
the kneel by the table. The duo eats idly feeding Rachel.
Quinn looks down at Rachel smirking, "Ready for dessert?"
"Yes Ms. Q this girl is ready for dessert."
"Well hop on the table," Santana tells her.
She struggles to get on the table as gracefully as she could with her hands
cuffed behind her back. Santana drags her closer to the edge spreading her
thighs open wide. Quinn comes back with a bowl of fresh cut fruit Rachel
trembles in anticipation. Santana takes a slice running it up her leg staring
in her eyes as she pushes it into her dripping slit. Rachel hisses at the
sudden cold inside of her. Santana gently moves the fruit in and out. Rachel
moans at the unusual feeling but loving it all the same. She removes the melon
and runs it up her body. Rachel opens her mouth biting softly juices spills out
running over her chin. Rachel moans at the mixture of tastes on her tongue.
Santana pops the other piece in her mouth smirking loving the taste of Quinn
and Rachel's cum. Quinn grabs a piece of fruit and mimics Santana by trailing
the fruit up her legs. She pushes the fruit deeper into Rachel leaving it
there. Quinn leans over retrieving the fruit with her mouth. Sucking on the
weeping pussy slurping up the juices. Rachel throws her head back moaning she
tries to cant her hips but Santana slaps her thigh reminding her to stay still.
Santana dips another piece of fruit into Rachel and shares a kiss with Quinn
after she pops it in her mouth. The trio continues until the fruit the bowl is
finished. Quinn licks the sticky trail of juice off of one leg while Santana
licks the other clean. Rachel sat panting her pussy throbbing for attention.
Her little nub pecking from its hood begging for attention. Santana nibbles
gently sucking and licking the clit into her mouth. Rachel moans struggling not
to move. Trying to release her arms from confinement to grab ahold of the
bobbing head. Santana sucks her until the point of her orgasm Rachel whimpers
pitifully but otherwise doesn't complain.
Santana smirks, "Back to the room kneel face down on the bed ass in the air.
Don't move until we tell you too."
Rachel scrambles back to the floor walking up the stairs as fast as she could
on her knees. Uh my knees are going to be so sore. Her only saving grace was
that most of the flooring was carpet.
Quinn sits on Santana's lap kissing her lips gently. She pulls back peppering
kisses along her neck. She bites down and sucks on the Latina's pulse point
knowing it drives her girl crazy. Santana grips her slim waist rocking her hips
up. Quinn pulls back and Santana kisses her collar bone biting leaving faint
bruises tracking her way to Quinn's breast. Santana bites down on the hard
nipple Quinn threads her fingers in the dark hair pull her face closer to her
breast. She lets out a guttural groan when she feels Santana's hard cock brush
up against her ass. Quinn rocks her hips and Santana moans trying to get more
friction.
Santana lifts her head smiling coyly, "Let's go play with our toy."
Quinn grunts her dissatisfaction, "Fucking tease."
Santana's throaty laugh sends shivers down Quinn's body, "I learned it from the
best,"
Pouting Quinn gets off of Santana's lap making sure to brush up against her
with her part of her body that can reach her.
Santana's breathe catches in her throat, "Now, who is the tease?"
Quinn wags her brows, "You did say that I'm the best."
The duo holds hands walking up the stairs while Santana grumbles the whole way.
When they enter they see Rachel exactly how the told her to be. Rachel head
turns to the door but otherwise stays still. Santana circles around her eyeing
her pretty pussy on display. Her juices running down her legs leaving a wet
spot on the bed. Santana's dick hardens more pre cum licking from its hole.
Rachel moans pleadingly when the girls walk to her, her pussy throbbing in
want.
Quinn walks to the closet and brings out a cat o' nine tails flicking it in the
air. Rachel body flinches at the whistling noise.
"You've been a bad girl Berry so don't think your punishments done. You have
all weekend to show us that you can be the good girl we want."
Whimpering Rachel whispers, "Yes Ms. Q this girl wants to be your good girl."
Quinn flicks the whip again, "Are you sure you can handle it dirty girl?"
Rachel body trembles in anticipation, "Yes Ms. Q this girl can handle it."
Santana slaps her weeping pussy causing the girl to yelp in surprise, "Such a
dirty little bitch just kneeling there pussy on display begging for someone to
fuck you. Boy, girl you don't care do you slut?"
Rachel grunts, "No Ms. S this girl is only yours and Ms. Q's to fuck."
Santana slaps her pussy again, "Because you're a dirty slut for our big cocks
aren't you?"
Rachel pussy gets wetter, "Yes Ms. S this girl's a dirty slut for yours and Ms.
Q's big cocks."
Quinn flicks the cat o nines on Rachel's back side causing the girl to squeak
out in pain, "What about your ass dirty girl? Is your ass a slut for cocks? Is
it begging for us to stretch its tiny hole wide?"
"Yes Ms. Q this girl's ass belongs to you! This girl's whole body belongs to
you."
Quinn brings down the whip again, "Then show us and be a good girl. I don't
want any noise Berry."
"Yes Ms. Q."
Quinn brings down the whip crisscrossing every stroke on Rachel's backside.
Rachel turns her head biting down on the bed to stop the painful cries from
escaping her mouth. Quinn switches hands to hit her legs. Rachel closes her
eyes and tears fall when a stray strap hits her clit painfully. Rachel arches
her back and bites down on the bed harder.
Quinn hands Santana the whip and she goes to work on their submissive toy. A
stray straps graze her back and arms. Rachel closes her hands in tight fists
nails digging into her palms. She struggles to hold back from saying her safe
word not willing to disappoint her mistresses (?).
Just when she finally had enough and was about to utter that one little word
they stop. Rachel breathing ragged and struggling to hold back her sobs. The
girls stand back and admire small red wilts painting Rachel's ass and legs.
When Rachel finally calms down her breathing to silent hiccups Santana moves
behind the trembling girl stroking her hips gently soothing the girl to stop
trembling.
Santana's cock throbbing painfully hard as she pushes into the unresisting
pussy. Rachel moans at the sudden intrusion Santana builds a slow soft rhythm.
Grunting, "So fucking tight."
She starts to work her hips faster Rachel bites down on the bed stopping her
joyful moans. Soon Santana is slamming into the girl hitting her wilts with
every stroke. Rachel's body jerks but soon is unable to separate the pain from
the pleasure. The Latina's abs burn and she grips the pliant hips tighter
leaving bruises as she pounds into Rachel. Her walls start pulsing putting the
girl's cock in a choke hold.
She grunts and doubles her effort screwing Rachel into the bed. "Oh fuck, oh
fuck so good such a dirty little bitch," she pants out.
"We should bend you over the piano in glee and show everyone what a slut you
are," groaning loud. "Show that baby dicked Hudson that he could never please
you like we can."
Rachel moans out forgetting not to speak, "Oh fuck yes. Yes Ms. S fuck this
girl in front of everyone show them that this girl is your slut."
Santana smacks her ass, "No speaking dirty girl. Maybe Quinn should shove
something in your mouth to keep you quiet.
She looks over to her and found her sitting on the desk chair jerking her cock
fiercely. Quinn smirks walking up to girls kissing Santana, invading her mouth
with her tongue. She pulls away smirking at Santana hungry look. She walking
over to where Rachel's head is and pulls her up by her hair. Rachel gasping as
her hair is pulled painfully. Santana smirks as she feels Rachel pussy clinches
harder on her cock at the small pain. Rachel eyeing the hard cock in front of
her she opens her mouth hungrily as struggles to breath throw her nose as Quinn
works herself down to the base. Her nose touching the blonde pelvis. The
helpless brunette is speared on both ends. Both girls work Rachel over in the
same rhythm.
Her walls close sucking the cock further inside her as she cums hard. Her eyes
roll to the back of her head and she screams around the delicious cock invading
her mouth sending delicious vibrations all through Quinn's body.
"Fuck you like this. You fucking dirty slut, you like getting fucked on both
ends. Taking it like the slut you are," grunts Quinn.
Santana adds, "We should film it than download it to your pathetic MySpace
page. Show everyone what a slut you."
Rachel groans nods her head best she could with her neck strained and mouth
full.
The girls' pound into her harder as Santana pants out, "Oh fuck! I bet you
would get more hits than your pathetic music videos ever did."
"Can you see it Berry? You walking into school and everyone knowing you like to
be on your knees for us. Can you imagine everyone knowing that you our slut?
Our toy! We own you!"
Rachel closes her eyes seeing it play out in her head and cums harder than
before. Her body shakes and she almost blacks out.
Quinn grips her hair tighter trying to force herself further down Rachel's
throat not caring if she damages the songbird's throat. Rachel works her
muscles massaging both cocks causing them to pick the pace with blinding speed.
They force her into another orgasm and then another. Each one harder than the
last.
Santana's body stiffens then with jerky movement shooting out ropes after rope
of hot cum into the pulsating hole. Quinn follows right after her forcing
Rachel to swallow ever drop.
Quinn pants, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! That's it Berry swallow everything drop like a
good girl."
Rachel sucks weakly milking the twitching cock for every last drop it has to
offer. Cum and drool spilling down her chin rolling down her neck. She moaning
helpless as Santana continues to ride her as her pussy milks that cock
greedily.
Quinn finally pulls out and Rachel falls face first into the bed gasping
sucking in air greedily. She continues to moan loud as Santana rides her
forcing her into another earth shattering orgasm. Forcing the helpless diva
unconscious.
Santana cock softens finally and she pulls out whimpering at the loss of heat.
Even pass out Rachel's pussy tries to keep her inside. "Oh fuck," she moans.
The duo flop to the bed breathing heavily and their cocks lay limp between
their legs. They laugh almost hysterically when they notice Rachel still in the
position she was in. Grunting with effort Santana reaches over to straightens
out the diva legs. The girl whimpers coming too. She groans at the aching
muscles she never knew existed. Rachel tries to roll herself onto her back but
unable to muster up the energy.
Her pussy and throat sore but she's beyond satisfied and unable to bring
herself to care. She was just fucked into unconsciousness as promised.
The duo laid back feeling smug knowing they fucked any doubt away that the diva
might have still had lingering.
Quinn trying to blink her vision clear rolls out of the bed and goes into the
bathroom. She draws a warm bath to sooth all of their aching muscles. Santana
grunts as she gets up from her prone position to locate the handcuffs' key.
After she uncuffs their little toy her arms fall unless to her side. She
whimpers as the blood starts to flow painfully through her arms.
Santana straddles the girl's hips and gently massages feeling back into her
arms. Rachel cries out in pain as pins and needles prick at her arms and
shoulders.
Quinn calls out, "The bath is ready."
Rachel whimpers as Santana's strong hands leave her, "Come on Rach."
Struggling to move her numb arms, Rachel turns herself over scooting to the
edge of the bed. With shaky legs Rachel stands up but her knees give way.
Santana moves to catch her. She puts one arm under her knees carries her bridal
style to the tub. Rachel sighs leaning her head on the taller brunette's
shoulders.
With strength Rachel didn't know Santana had she steps over the rim and then
lowers them into then huge tub. The welcomed warmth immediately sooths Rachel's
aching muscles. Quinn steps in and sits across from them.
Santana nudges Rachel from her daze, "Wash us up Rach."
A groggy Rachel fumbles for the shampoo bottle gently massaging the other
brunettes scalp. Running her hands into the silky soft hair. Santana tilts her
head back allowing the diva to rinse her hair. Rachel grabs the conditioner and
massages that into her hair. Rachel pours a generous amount of soap onto the
wash cloth and rubs gentle circles all other Santana's body. She plays, I mean
she washes Santana's full breast. Taking extra care around her nipples smiling
slightly as they harden under her touch. She drags the towel down abs twitching
slightly at her touch. Rachel lifts Santana's right leg cleaning her
thoroughly. She turns slightly and she lifts her left leg washing that one just
as thorough. Rachel saving the best for last, rolls her eyes up watches under
lashes as she washes that delicious cock that just fucked her raw. Santana
leans her head back grunting as their toy plays with her twitching cock.
"That's enough Berry," she tells her in that stern voice that makes her pussy
throb.
Rachel says meekly, "Yes Ms. S."
Rachel finishes rinsing of the Latina and moves to the blonde. Repeating the
process. When Rachel reaches Quinn's semi hard cock she bites her lip as she
gently washes the other appendage that gave her so much pleasure. Quinn smirks
as she watches the sneaky diva fondle her but she decides to let her have her
fun. Looking over the diva's shoulder she has a silent conversation with
Santana. They smirk thinking the same thing.
Quinn barks out, "Enough Berry! We don't have all fucking night."
"Yes Ms. Q," she mutters. Rachel tanned skin turns pink as she finishes up with
Quinn.
Together the HBICs wash Rachel. She flinches as the soap stings her wilts. When
Santana 'loses' the wash cloth she runs her hand down that perky ass. Her
fingers playing with her virgin back door. Rachel grips the edge of the tub
when Santana forces a finger into her unused hole.
Quinn grins and starts to play with her other hole. Rachel feels her eyes cross
at the duel sensation moaning loud.
Rachel clinches her ass cheeks whimpering when Santana puts in another finger.
Santana reaches around and plays with her hard nipple, "Shhh relax Berry it'll
feel good I promise."
Slowly Rachel relaxes her ass as Quinn moves her hand making the water lap over
the top of the tub, with her free hand she rinses Rachel off.
"Come on sit on my lap," Santana tells in a raspy voice. She removes her
fingers, Quinn does the same. Rachel gingerly sits on the cheerio's lap for ass
still hurting from her earlier punishments.
"Lift up," she tells her breathing hot breath air on her neck. Santana slowly
works her fat cock into Rachel's little puckered hole. Stopping every inch or
so to let Rachel get used to the feeling.
Rachel gasping at the slight pain feeling the uncomfortable at first but
pleasure soon started to spark throughout her body. When Santana finally worked
her whole cock into the no longer virgin hole, she pulls the diva back to rest
on her. She spreads the diva's legs as wide as she could and scoots down a
little. Quinn kneels in between the diva Rachel's eyes widen as she realizes
what's about to happen. Quinn smirks entering the girl with one hard thrust.
"OH FUCK," She squeaks out feeling fuller than she's ever felt.
Quinn moves at first in a leisurely pace groaning as she feels Santana through
the thin layer of skin separating them. Rachel's head rolls around Santana's
shoulder as she tries to wrap her slippery legs around Quinn's slim waist. Soon
the uncomfortable feeling gave way to pure pleasure as both girls quickened
their pace water splashing onto the floor.
"Oh shit! Ms. Q! Oh god! Ms. S," she lets out a guttural moan as an orgasm
blind sides her. She aches her back taking both cocks in deeper hitting her at
different angles.
Quinn grips the wet wall sliding slightly as she works a faster pace. Santana
lifts up to meet her every thrust groans at the tight hot hole, tighter than
the girls cunt. Slamming Rachel's body into Santana they work the submissive
girl into two more toe curling orgasms. Rachel screams loud as the last one
tears through her.
"OH FUCK! PLEASE DON'T STOP! OH GOD," she yells loud enough for the neighbors
to hear. She feels like she's being split in two as she sags against Santana
boneless.
Santana reaches around squeezing Rachel's breast pounding harder, "Oh fuck Q I
can feel you!"
Quinn presses against Rachel her nipples rubbing Santana's hands kisses her
partner, "I feel you too. So fucking good baby."
Both HBICs let out a guttural groan cumming hard squirting hot thick cum into
the holes they just dominated. Quinn reaches down to play with Rachel's
pulsating clit to squeeze one orgasm from the girl. Rachel arches her back
again screeching out a high pitch moan.
Quinn falls heavily panting into their submissive toy's neck, "Good girl
Berry."
Rachel groans unable to think let alone form sentences. She whimpers when Quinn
pulls out of her their cum spilling into the water. Then Santana lifts her off
of lap both shiver at the feel of her pulling out setting her aside. She
watches with a goofy smile on her face when the HBICs step out of the tub.
Santana gives her a questioning look and she quickly scrambles out too. Rachel
takes a towel and dries them off. After she was done she kneels waiting for her
next command.
"Well brush out our hair Berry," Santana barks.
"Yes Ms. S," the tiny brunette rushes to the counter and finds a brush. She
gently brushes out Santana's hair first enjoying the feel of her silky hair
running through her fingers. Next she turns to Quinn and repeats the process. A
feeling of blissful calm washes over her as she tends to her owners.
Quinn turns around grinning, "Take care of yourself then clean up this mess and
then the mess in the kitchen after that you come find us." The duo give her
slaps on her sore ass as she moves to follow her commands.
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands," Rachel flints around drying the floor. The
girls collapse onto the bed grinning at each other smug. They finally have the
toy they always wanted. They lay kissing and snuggling as they hear their toy
humming in the bathroom.
"I think this is going to work out better than we ever hoped," Santana tells
her brushing away blonde hair from her hazel eyes. She watches as Rachel crawls
out of the bathroom going down to the kitchen.
Quinn nods her eyes twinkling, "I think so too. If I had known this a year ago
I would have tied her to our bed a long time ago."
Santana snickers, "Either that or fuck her under the bleachers."
Quinn lays her head on her shoulder yawning, "Or the janitors closet."
They talk about glee and the cheerios nodding off every so often. Before long
Quinn is softly snoring Santana smiles and kisses her temple watching her with
adoring eyes.
Rachel crawls back into the room after finishing the cleaning up the kitchen
and kneels by the bed.
Santana looks at her, "Up on the bed," she waits until Rachel crawls in the
bed, "lay at the foot of the bed that's your place unless told otherwise."
Rachel complies but pausing briefly before making up her mind and kisses both
girls softly on the lips, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands."
Santana shocked at the unexpected move but doesn't correct her. It felt rather
nice, "Get some sleep Rach because tomorrow is going to be a long day."
Rachel sighs going to sleep happy the first time in a long time, "Yes Ms. S."
She listens as her owners breathing to even out. It lures her to sleep content
and looking forward to her next day of training.
***** Saturday *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: No I don’t own glee. Warnings stay the same. This chapter
     doesn’t have as much smut as the previous one but there will be some.
     This chapter is mainly working on developing on the Dom/Sub
     relationship of the three girls and is extra extra long. Sorry I got
     carried away. Lol. Anyway I put a little cameo in here let’s see if
     you figure out who it is. I’ll give you a virtual cooking if you do.
     I planned on having this out yesterday but my computer wanted to act
     stupid and not do anything so sorry for the wait. Alrighty then kids
     on with the show.
Rachel hovering in between sleep and wakefulness feels a persistent poke at her
side. She groans turning away but when a shove almost knocks her off the bed
she wakes frantic at the unfamiliar room. Her heart pounding she sits up eyes
wide looking around.
"It's about time Berry I've been trying to wake you up for the last ten
minutes," Santana's voice drawls.
Rachel heart calms when she remembers where she was and why she was here, "This
girls sorry Ms. S but she finds herself extremely worn out this morning." She
looks over to her noticing Quinn still sleeping next to her.
Santana smirks, "I wonder why Berry." She gestures for Rachel to crawl on her
lap.
Rachel blushes and crawls shyly up to where the dominating girl wanted her. She
settles on the Latina's lap feeling that delicious cock twitch underneath the
heavy comforter. Rachel groans her hips rock lightly against her Ms. S loving
the feeling of her cock start to swell and harden. Rachel places her hands next
to the Latina's full breast. Her hands itching to touch caress and worship her.
Santana hands grips the tiny waist in front of her and rocks her hips teasing
her pretty little toy, "Hmm does my slutty little girl want to play? Is she all
wet and ready for me?"
Rachel throws her head back moan rocking her hips harder, "Oh yes Ms. S your
slutty little girl wants to play. Oh this girl is wet and ready for you Ms. S."
Santana slides one hand down flickering her clit, "Would my toy like it if I
shove my fat cock into her slutty pussy or tight ass?"
Rachel feels herself get even wetter at that statement. Yes the diva is sore in
places she's never been sore before but the ache feels so damn good she wants
more, "Oh god yes please Ms. S this girl would love for you to shove your fat
cock in any of her holes."
Santana dips her single digit into her hot throbbing hole. She groans at the
wetness gathering already, "Your so wet already and I have even done anything."
Rachel whimpering moans at the slow pace her Ms. S is doing, "This girl is
always wet for you and Ms. Q even before you showed her any interest."
Santana smiles cockily, "Really? Did my little toy used to lay in her bed and
dream about the day that we would take you and claim you." Her pace quickens
causing the girl to moan louder. "Did you used to play with this pretty little
pussy wishing it was us playing with you?"
"Yes, yes oh god yes Ms. S," Rachel yells.
Santana suddenly removes her hand and slaps her sore ass the girl yelps but
relishes the pain, "Well as much as I would love to play I'm hungry and I know
Q will be once she wakes up."
Rachel whines in the back of her throat but doesn't protest any further, "So my
slutty little toy is going to go make us breakfast. This will be part of the
rules you have to follow when you're here." She runs her nails down the shapely
tan thighs leaving angry red marks, "Since it's the weekend we like to have a
nice big breakfast. Q likes pancakes with bacon and eggs," she slaps Rachel's
thigh causing the girl to whimper. "Pay attention to this part Rachel because
if you get her bacon wrong there would be hell to pay. She likes her bacon
crisp not burnt or undercook do you understand."
Rachel hesitant before nodding her head she's never cooked bacon before being
Jewish and all. She hopes she can get it right her ass still burns from last
night's punishment. "Yes Ms. S this girl understands."
Santana stares at the girl smirking because she knows that the tiny toy will
probably get it wrong. It took her forever to get it the way Quinn likes it so
Santana highly doubts she'll be able too. "Now my breakfast I like the same
thing but I want blueberry pancakes and both of us like two eggs over easy.
Make sure the yolk isn't gross and runny. Do you understand?"
Rachel chews on her lips and swallows, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands. Would
Ms. S and Ms. Q like coffee with their breakfast?"
Santana smirks again training her will be easier than she thought, "Yes and
some orange juice."
Rachel nods, "Does Ms. S wish for this girl to get started now or later?"
"Now Berry because we have a full day planned and need to get started right
away," Santana slaps her ass again removing her hands. Rachel nods leaning
forward to kiss her like last night. Rachel turns leaning over Quinn and kisses
her temple softly before crawling off Santana's lap and crawling to the door.
"Oh Rachel you have thirty minutes to have it ready. I'm talking set on the
table and coming to get us do you understand," Quinn's sleep husk voice drawls.
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands," Rachel tells her before crawling fast out of
the room.
Quinn turns kissing Santana good morning. Morning breath be damned because
neither girl could give a fuck. "So what do you suppose we do while we wait for
our toy to get breakfast ready?"
Santana grins wickedly rolling on top of her girl, "I can think of a few things
babe." She knees Quinn's legs apart situating herself between her favorite
spot.
Quinn moans feeling Santana's cock rub against her butt. The pre-cum leaving
streaks of wetness where it landed. "I like the way you think but do we have
time? You did say that we had a lot to do today."
Santana peppers kisses on her neck muttering against her flushed skin, "I
always have time to fuck you Q."
Quinn sighs closing her eyes enjoying the buildup, "I have now problem with it
then."
Santana smirks running her hand down to Quinn's puckered hole. She pierces her
slowly drawing out a low moan from Quinn. Santana moves her finger in and out
in a slow torturous pace loving every second of Quinn's whimpering pleas for
more.
"Please baby just fuck me already," the frustration clearly heard in her voice.
"What's wrong baby are you so horny and desperate already? I haven't even done
anything yet," Santana taunts the withering girl beneath her making sure to
brush her hardness between her cheeks.
"Fuck baby stop being a tease and fuck me now," her blonde counterpart yells.
Santana lifts her brow, "What a filthy mouth you have Q. I wonder what daddy
would say if her knew what a bad little girl you were."
Quinn looks her in the eyes mischief written everywhere on her tanned face,
"Daddy wouldn't give a fuck as long as he has a glass of whiskey in his hand."
She grabs a hold of Santana's hips and slams her into her, "So shut the fuck up
and fuck me now before I find Berry and shove my cock in her ass and leave you
hanging."
Santana narrows her eyes and snarls prying her legs wide Santana lines herself
up with that pulsating hole and with one thrust sheath her in the tight hot
hole tearing a scream from Quinn. The pace she set is a bruising pace.
Santana's thigh slapping against Quinn's ass reddening her after every thrust.
Quinn moans in joy as Santana pummels her ass. Pounding the blonde cheerio into
the bed making the head board slam into the wall. Quinn wraps her legs around
the Latina's waist hooking her ankles together. The girl has no other choice
but to hold on and enjoy the ride.
Santana pants harshly in her ear, "Is this how you want it Quinn? You like me
fucking you rough? Don't you?"
Quinn moans louder, "Oh fuck yes I love it baby. I love it when you remind that
I'm yours."
Santana moans at that and thrust harder loving the feel of Quinn's walls
closing around her. Her abs burning and she pushes herself to move faster
harder. "Oh shit Quinn, you're mine! Your ass! Your cock! All mine," each
statement punctuated with hard thrusts.
Quinn growls eyes rolling in the back of her head. She so close but Santana
won't push her over but she wasn't ready to beg yet. Santana grins manically
knowing that her girl needs a little more. She slows her pace to a snail like
crawl.
Quinn whimpers frustrated as she tries to move her hips harder but Santana
throws her weight on top of her fully pinning her down. "Nuh uh baby my rules.
If you want more than all you have to do is ask for it."
Santana slow thrust doesn't change or waiver. Quinn almost cries needing more
she bites her lips hard stopping the words that want to come out. Santana
angles her hips brushing against that spot that makes her toes curl.
Finally unable to take anymore, "Please oh fuck please baby more. I need more."
Santana lifts her head staring into those golden hazel orbs, "More of what?"
"I need it harder please. I need more of you," the blonde cheerio pleas.
The Latina cheerio smirks quickening her pace only a small fraction, "Like this
baby?"
Quinn mewls nails scratching her back, "Harder baby! Please!" Quinn loves but
hate the fact that this woman is the only one that ever could make her beg. But
in the end Santana is the only person that she could ever give up control too
and trust that nothing bad would happen.
Santana sensing Quinn was just about near the end of her rope she thrust harder
angling her hips to brush that special spot, "Like this baby or do you need it
harder?"
Quinn moans in appreciation this time she tries to move her hips but Santana
doesn't allow it, "Oh god, please harder San!"
Santana smirk thrusting harder and faster than her original pace. She lift
herself up never breaking stride and throws both of Quinn's legs over her
shoulder. Thrusting deeper than before causing Quinn's cock to twitch and jerk
against her stomach. "Oh god right there baby. Again!"
Santana speeds up her movements every stroke hard and unrelenting curling
Quinn's toes as she rocks her hips meeting every thrust. The sweat dripping
down both of their bodies' harsh panting gasps and skin slapping against skin
sounding around the room.
Santana takes a hold of Quinn's cock stroking it in time with her hips. Quinn
moans louder than before needing only just a little more to push her over the
edge. Santana abs burning moves her hips in a blinding speed. Moans escaping
both of their lips unashamed at who might be hearing them. Faster and faster
and harder and harder Santana leads them in a dance they know so well.
"Oh god oh god fuck I'm almost there," Quinn groans trying to encourage Santana
to move faster.
Her brunette counterpart leans forward capturing her lips in a bruising kiss.
Their tongues fight for dominance as Santana pounds into her grunting at the
force of her thrust. Quinn's walls contracting around Santana's cock. Finally
Quinn aches her back cumming in ropes spilling all over both of their bodies
moaning into Santana's mouth.
Santana follows after her shooting hot cum into her girl. Quinn legs fall to
the side as Santana collapse onto her. Both girls breath in harsh pants as
their cocks twitch and jerk between their bodies. Santana peppers kisses on
Quinn's neck unable to lift her head to capture Quinn's lips.
"Oh wow I love it when I wake up that way baby," Quinn tells her basking in the
post colitis bliss.
Santana chuckles tickling Quinn's sensitive neck, "I say we have a wakeup call
like that every day Q."
They hear a soft whimper at the side of them and turn to face the noise. Rachel
kneeling on the side of the bed red faced and eyes dilated. Her breath coming
out in harsh pants as she watches her owners in bed. Hoping that they would
relieve the tension building between her legs. They smirk at their whining and
pitiful little toy.
"Is breakfast ready," Santana ask her nibbling on Quinn's ear. Her cock jumps
from the contact Santana pulls back giving her a playful wink.
Rachel's voice raspy and raw, "Yes Ms. S your breakfast is ready." Her clit
throbbing painfully needing the attention of her owners.
Santana pulls out of Quinn's twitching hole slow savoring the feeling of her
clinching and grasping to keep her cock inside of her. The two HBICs moan
simultaneously shivering at the sensation.
"Hmmm," Santana moans. "Let's go see if our toy cooked breakfast correctly."
Quinn shutters feeling empty, "Alright babe let's go."
Santana rolls off the girl Rachel watching her every move with hungry eyes. The
brunette cheerio helps Quinn off the bed. They absent mindedly pat Rachel on
the head walking to the door. Santana snaps her fingers and Rachel scrambles
after them crawling on all fours. Her eyes raking over their perfect naked
forms.
In the kitchen the HBICs sit and Rachel crawls kneeling between them. They dig
in to a surprisingly good meal. Santana urges Rachel to lay her head on her
lap. The submissive little toy sigh contently as Santana strokes her hair
feeding her bites off pancakes every so often.
The moment of truth comes when Quinn picks up a piece of bacon and takes a
small bite. Rachel unconsciously holds her breath as she waits for verdict.
Quinn chews her bacon thoughtfully smirking in her mind as she watches Rachel
squirm impatiently. Santana grins at her blonde partner knowing that the girl
is teasing their toy.
"It's a little under cooked Berry," Quinn barks to her.
Rachel swallows back tears her Ms. Q's disappointment stabbing in her like a
knife. "This girl is sorry Ms. Q. She will do better next time," Rachel
whimpers pitifully.
Quinn turns her hard gaze to the watery doe eyes looking at her imploring her
for another chance, "You only get two chances Berry next time I won't be so
nice."
Rachel nods her head against Santana's leg, "This girl thanks you Ms. Q she
won't let you down."
Santana yanks her head back in an awkward angle forces her to look at her
upside down, "You better not Berry I told you Quinn is picky with her bacon.
Are you trying to piss us off?"
Rachel winching as her hair is pulled almost tearing from the roots, "No Ms. S
this girl isn't trying to make you angry."
They look at her eyes piercing into her sending shivers down her spine straight
to her core. After a while the HBICs seemly satisfied by what they saw and
Santana let's go of her hair. They resume their meal and Rachel breathes a sigh
of relief because she dodge a huge bullet. Santana resumes her petting of the
tiny girl. They take turns feeding their toy bites of their food.
Once the food was done the girls instruct Rachel to clean and wash the dirty
dishes. Quinn lounges on Santana's lap playing with her hair while they waited
for their toy to finish. Once the girl was done she resumes her spot by the
girls awaiting further instructions.
Santana pats Quinn's butt gesturing for her to get up, "You did bring an extra
change of clothes didn't you Berry?"
"Yes Ms. S this girl brought extra clothes," Rachel replies eyes cast down.
"Good because first things first is that we're going shopping and we can't have
you wearing the same outfit as yesterday now can we," Quinn snickers.
Santana snaps her fingers, "Go to our room now Berry." Rachel scurries up the
stairs the girls lick their lips as the watch the pretty pink wet pussy go up
the stairs. The girls follow behind fingers entwined in a sedate pace.
When they entered the room the smirk seeing Rachel kneeling in the middle of
the room arms behind her and head down.
Quinn goes to Rachel's bag scoffing at the childish clothes she pulls out,
"Damn Berry granny panties? Really you should be ashamed of yourself. You're a
big girl now your panties should show it."
She throws the garments on the bed and digs around the desk for the toy she
wants for her other toy, "Go to the edge of the bed and bend over."
Rachel scampers to the bed sticking her ass in the air. She shivers as cold air
breezes on her hot pussy. Quinn follows behind her kicking her legs further
apart. Santana walks on her knees in front of Rachel. She licks her lips eyeing
the hard cock waving in her face. She opens her mouth slightly hoping that she
will get a taste of that delicious cock.
Santana smirks gathering the long chestnut hair in a ponytail guiding her to
the awaiting cock. Rachel swallows the big cock working it further down her
throat. She groans sending vibrations through Santana's body as she feels Quinn
thrust into her dripping pussy in one hard thrust.
The HBICs spear her from both ends working together in the same rhythm. Santana
tights her hold on her hair forcing her to take more and more down her throat.
"Oh you fucking dirty slut," Quinn grunts working her hips faster brushing that
spot that makes her see stars. "You love being used don't you? You love being
our cockslut. You love being our little cum dump."
Santana groans as Rachel twirls and sucks her in deeper, "You such a dirty
little bitch. What would your daddies say if they know you liked being fucked
by two girls? That you like swallowing our cum."
Rachel moans closing her eyes as she feel her walls shutter around Quinn's
cock. She works her mouth and hips in time with their thrust taking the cocks
deeper. Santana throws her head back her hips snapping as she feels her cock
start to twitch and jerk inside that hot wet mouth.
"Oh fuck you better not cum Berry until we tell you too," Quinn smacks her ass
in a series of painful slaps. She thrusts harder and fast and her thighs hit
the welts and bruises painted across her toys body.
Rachel whimpers fighting her body to not cum yet. She moans protesting when
Quinn pulls out of her. Her walls contracting fighting to keep that hard cock
inside. She struggles to breathe through her nose as Santana works her hips
harder trying to make her choke on her dick.
Quinn spreads her ass cheeks apart staring into that small puckered hole. She
lines up her still painfully hard dick and works herself in an inch at a time.
Rachel stiffens at the intrusion her backside still sore from last night.
"Shhh good girl relax," Quinn coos at the girl. Rachel whimpers at the unusual
feeling because last night she was too out of it to realize what was happening
until she was cumming like crazy.
Santana slows her pace helping the girl relax and concentrate on what was going
on with her ass. She strokes Rachel's face as wide eyes stare into hers. "Good
girl Berry. You're being such a good girl."
Quinn strokes her back soothing her until she relaxes her ass enough to work
more in. Yelling in triumph as worked the last inch inside. She pauses giving
the girl time to adjust to new feeling. When Rachel finally relaxes Quinn
starts moving in a slow pace. Working her hips faster and faster harder and
harder.
"Oh fuck Berry I'm cumming! You better not cum yet," Quinn wraps her arms
around her waist her face pressed against her back.
Rachel moans around Santana's cock sucking harder working her tongue and her
hips. The girls speed up their thrust moaning as they start moving in a
frenzied pace. Quinn and Santana's abs start to burn as they work their cocks
deeper trying to meet in the middle.
Rachel once again fight against her body not to cum yet. Tears form in large
doe eyes as she desperately need to cum.
"Oh shit! Oh fuck," Quinn hips become a blur as she fucks her toy into
oblivion. Quinn throws her head as she cums in thick ropes inside of Rachel's
ass. Her movements become jerk as she rides out her orgasm.
Quinn mumbles on her back, "Good girl don't spill any of that cum."
Quinn pulls out slowly relishing the feel of Rachel's tight hole spazing around
her dick. She watches in fascination when Rachel's puckered hole fights to
close trapping her hot cum inside. Santana slaps her face lightly reminding the
diva not to forget about her.
Rachel starts sweating as she fights to keep her back hole close and suck
Santana's cock. Santana feels herself starting to cum and works her hips
faster. Quinn collapse on the bed head propped watch her girl work.
"Oh shit Berry take it all," Santana grunts and groans pulling the pull start
in lower belly.
Rachel closes her eyes waiting for that salty delicious cum to paint her
throat. She works her throat muscles and twirls and sucks harder. Santana
grunts pulling out suddenly with a loud pop.
Rachel whines loud her mouth open trying to chase after her cock. Santana
smirks slapping her face hard enough to sting and not enough to leave a mark.
The Latina scrambles to the other side of the bed watching the puckered fight
to remain closed. Quinn smirks in the side lines as Santana tortures their toy
denying her a taste that she so desperately needs and wants.
Santana parts Rachel's cheeks watching as the Quinn's cum trickles out slowly.
Rachel whines struggle to close her hole before all the of the cums leaks out.
Santana winks at Quinn before she thrust her cock into Rachel's ass. Rachel
gasps at the intrusion quickly rocking back meeting Santana's thrust.
"Oh fuck so god damn tight," Santana grunts knowing she won't last long but she
still tries to put off her orgasm as long as she could.
Rachel mouth falls open panting every breath moaning loud. "OH GOD FUCK PLEASE!
LET THIS GIRL CUM," Rachel begs.
"No," Santana snarls raining a series of bruising slaps across Rachel's ass.
Rachel head fall to the bed whimpering taking the small punishment. Quinn
laughs silently at the poor diva's desperation.
Santana grunts as she's blindsided by her orgasm, "Oh fuck! Oh shit take it all
Berry!"
Rachel moans feeling the thick hot ropes shoot into her. Santana's jerky
movement finally slow down as she collapse on Rachel's back. She pulls out and
lays next to Quinn on her back.
Rachel stays in position fight back tears as her clit throbs painfully a
mewling noise sounds from the back of her throat.
After the girls catch their breath Quinn gets up and moves to Rachel again. The
tiny diva gasps when she feels a hard cold object being worked into her hole.
She feels uncomfortably full but not as full as when the girls' cocks are
penetrating her.
"This is called a butt plug Berry make sure it stays in until we remove it and
you'll be rewarded," Quinn strokes her back. She's feels mischievous and
reaches around and pinches her clit, "Consider not being able to cum as part of
your punishment."
Rachel whispers, "Yes Ms. Q this girl understands."
The girls cleaned up and got dressed they made their way to the car with Rachel
trailing behind them. Rachel scramble over the hard concrete of the garage her
knees protesting painfully. She took her seat in the back of the car shifting
every so often as the plug moved inside her. She squeezes her legs together
trying to relieve some of the pressure.
They stopped at the mall when Santana turned off the engine they turn in their
seat to face their toy. Rachel looks up waiting for her instructions.
"Alright Berry here's the deal," Quinn begins, "We expected you to behave and
follows the rules we set for you."
Santana cuts in, "No wondering off. No back talk. And you walk two steps behind
us to the right. Do you understand?"
Rachel nods, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands."
"Alright let's go Rachel," Quinn says opening the door.
Rachel quickly follows after her owners. The throb in her clit wanes down a
little making it somewhat bearable to walk through the mall but the plug in her
ass reminds her clit of the pleasure that's been denied. She follows the girls
as they make stops in different shops almost forgetting that she was even
there. When they walk to a boutique that Rachel always wanted to shop in but
couldn't afford she perked up a little.
This was what the girls were wanting for to see which store would peak their
toys interest. They move into the store as Rachel bounces excitedly behind
them. She had to stifle a moan when the plug shifts inside of her.
Rachel tries not to wander around the store but finds it difficult to pay
attention to her owners. Santana snaps her fingers in front of Rachel's face.
The girl blushes when she realizes that she almost ran into her. Santana waves
away the sales girl that honed in on them as soon as they walked in.
She mumbles low, "This girl's sorry Ms. S. She wasn't paying attention."
Santana smirks, "Yes I know Rachel. Do you see anything that you'd like to try
on?"
Quinn slides her arm around her brunette counterpart's waist, "Yeah but make
sure whatever it is doesn't make you look like a toddler Berry."
Rachel smiles her megawatt smile, "Really Ms. Q this girl can try out some
clothes?"
Santana rolls her eyes, "That's why we're here Berry. If you're going to be
ours than we can't have you dressing like a Japanese Granny Hooker fetish."
Rachel frowns timidly says, "But Ms. S this girl can't afford any of these
clothes."
Quinn raising that one brow that shoots electricity down to her core, "That's
not what we want to hear Berry. We're giving you a gift. Are you really going
to stand there and throw it back in our faces?"
Rachel's eyes widen realizing her mistake, "No Ms. Q this girl's sorry she
misunderstood you. This girl would never throw your gift back in your face."
The HBICs nod satisfied, "Well go look around see if you find anything."
They watch as Rachel smiles and wanders around. They already decided before
this weekend to give their toy a makeover. They plan on keeping her short
skirts but new shirts were definitely in order. Neither girl had to worry about
money parents with guilty conscious made for fat bank accounts.
Russell and Judy Fabray left Quinn to fend for herself in 8th grade but they
sent money every month for the bills and necessities. Alex and Manuel Lopez
were never home long enough to realize that their daughter practically lived at
Quinn's. They did stopped home long enough to drop of money on the kitchen
counter though. Neither one realized that the other already left money so
Santana's bank account is right up there with Quinn's. So both could afford to
buy Rachel a whole new wardrobe three times over. They picked random shirts and
blouses for the girl to try on.
When Rachel came back her arms full she smiled, "This girl would like to try
these on."
Quinn adds to her pile, "Try these on as well."
Rachel blushes and walks to the changing room. After trying on and modeling a
few outfits Rachel hears a soft knock on the door. When she opens it she's
surprised to see Quinn blushing she moves out of the way for her to come in.
She stands there only in her bra and panties looking down.
Quinn smirks locking the door she leans forward to whisper in her ear, "I
wanted to check on the gift I left you."
Quinn gestures for her to turn around and watches as the blush spreads down her
body. Swallowing hard Rachel turns to face the wall placing her arms there. Her
breath started to come out in pants as Quinn runs her hands over her torso. She
shutters when Quinn reaches her panties pulling them down and kicks her legs
apart to stand between them.
Quinn chuckles at the visible wet spot on her crotch, "Tkks I haven't down
anything yet and you're already dripping. You're just a horny little bitch
aren't you Berry?"
Rachel moans her head falling forward on the cool wall. Quinn slaps her butt
teasing her, "Shhh or I'll stop Berry."
Rachel bites her lip trying to keep the joyful moans in. Quinn grins wide
dipping her finger inside shuttering at the warm wetness made just for her and
Santana. Devious thought crossed her mind she was only coming to tease her toy
a little but this wet pussy was calling to her.
With her unoccupied hand she unbutton her jeans Rachel shuttered when she heard
the zipper move down. Quinn's hard cock straining against her boxers. She
groans in relief when she pulls them down enough for her hard on to spring free
pre-cum dripping from the mushroom shape head. Rachel holds her breath becoming
wetter swallowing moans as she feels the hard cock tease her swollen lips.
Her blonde HBIC lines up with her entrance and sheath fully with one thrust.
"Shh not one sound Berry. If I hear anything even a whimper I'm going to pull
out and punish you," Quinn whispers nibbling on her ear.
Rachel nods frantically enjoying the feel of being taken by her Ms. Q. Quinn
sets the pace hard and fast trying to reach deeper inside than ever before.
Rachel rocks her hip meeting Quinn's every thrust. Oh fuck oh fuck Rachel
chants in her head. The ache that faded came back more forceful than before.
Quinn arms circle the toy's slender stomach pulling her tighter into her. Her
hips pistoning in and out driving her cock deeper into the little submissive
toy. Quinn puffs hot air into Rachel's ear, "Don't you dare cum yet Berry. Oh
shit so you're so tight. Uh fuck you're still on punishment."
Rachel lips still caught between her sharp teeth nods wanting to cry. Oh fuck
oh fuck. She claws her nails scratching the paint of the wall. Oh shit I need
to cum she thinks biting her lips harder keeping in her moans.
Quinn bites down on Rachel's shoulder struggling to keep her own moans. Oh fuck
so tight. So goodshe thinks. She snaps her hips harder relishing the wet, wet
sounds echoing in the otherwise quiet dressing area. The duo rock together
Rachel squeezing her walls tighter helping her Ms. Q closer to the edge.
Quinn pulls her down impaling her with her cock harder cumming in hot thick
ropes. She bits down harder muffling the screams of her release. A small gasp
escape her sealed lips she hopes that Quinn didn't hear her. Quinn slows her
pace riding out her orgasm relishing her toys walls milking her softening cock.
Rachel struggling to keep her own orgasm at bay. It was so close she could feel
it only a little push would send her tumbling over the edge.
Quinn sucks and licks the wound on her toy's neck mumbling, "Good girl Berry.
You're such a good girl."
Rachel heart jumps for joy at her Ms. Q statement. She wants nothing more than
to be their good girl. They both shutter when Quinn pulls her soft cock out of
her fluttering walls. Rachel feels their combined cum leak out her aching pussy
running down her thighs. Quinn kneels down and starts to lick the trail of cum
on her legs. Loving the taste of their cum mixed together. When she came to
Rachel's poor aching pussy she teasing flicked her tongue over the clit.
Sucking on her lower lips cleaning the girl but never putting enough pressure
to give her that sweet release she needs.
Rachel eyes shut tightly as her head bangs lightly on the wall. After Quinn
cleans her thoroughly she stands and turns Rachel around she kiss her lip
softly. Quinn's sucks in her abused lip soothing it. A small moan escapes
Rachel her eyes pop open scared she broke the rules.
Quinn winks letting go of her lip smirking, "I cleaned you Berry so how about
you return the favor?"
Rachel nods falling to her knees she leans forward her tongue flicks tasting
the mixture of their cum. She runs her tongue along the length of Quinn's cock.
She sucks on the head teasing the soft cock to harden for her. Quinn grabs her
by the hair urging the girl deeper in mouth. Rachel works her throat sucking in
more and more of her cock. Quinn head falls back enjoying her mouth for a
moment. With deep regret Quinn pulls out of Rachel's mouth both whimpering at
the loss.
Quinn pulls her up by her hair. Rachel is starting to enjoy the small pain that
these girls are inflecting on her. Quinn raises her brow looking at her
expectantly Rachel frowns confused. Quinn glances to her crotch and Rachel's
eyes follow her gaze.
Rachel tentatively reaches out take a hold of her cock. When Quinn doesn't
correct her she moves to tuck in the semi hard wet cock back in her boxer.
Lovingly caressing Quinn's cock she tugs up her boxers and buttons up her
pants. She brushes up lightly against the cock as she zips up the zipper
enjoying the twitches and jerks on her palm.
Quinn watches her with hooded eyes smirking allowing the girl to tease her a
little. "Get dressed I think we got everything we need. Meet us at the counter
when you're done we're buying everything."
"Yes Ms. Q but may this girl ask a question," Rachel mutters.
Quinn cocks her head to the side, "Out with Berry we have a few other stops to
get to."
"What if they don't all fit? This girl hasn't tried on all the outfits Ms. Q,"
Rachel sucks in her breath hoping she doesn't cause the other girl to explode.
Quinn shrugs not really caring about that, "Whatever doesn't fit we'll exchange
or San will take it. It doesn't matter so stop wasting time before I put you
over my lap Berry."
Rachel swallows, "Yes Ms. Q."
Quinn turns to leave meeting up with a laughing Santana leaning against the
counter. The sales people stare at her eyes wide surprised that this was the
person they heard fucking in their dressing rooms.
"So I take it that Rachel needed help after all? You were in there an awfully
long time," Santana scoffs.
Quinn grins smug, "Yup some of the poor girl's outfits were to snug. I had to
help her get off I mean get them off of her. It was harder than I thought it
would be."
Santana chuckles, "Did she get off I mean find the right fit?"
Quinn lips her lips, "No sadly for her she didn't get off but I on the other
hand found the right fit and I must say S you need to try it out."
Santana wraps her arms around Quinn's neck kissing her, "I'll try at the next
store I don't see anything else I want here."
Rachel comes out of the dressing room pausing at the door way when she realizes
the whole store is watching her. The sales people and other costumers laugh
softly seeing through the duos innuendo. Rachel flushes embarrassed but walks
bravely to the counter. She heard the whispers and looks of disgust she tilts
her head high and squares her shoulders. She flashes the sales person closest
to her 'Rachel Berry' smile and struts with more confidence than she feels.
"Ms. Q, Ms. S this girl found the perfect fit but it wasn't these clothes," she
lowers her eyes demurely.
Santana chuckles in surprise while Quinn flashes her approval, "Good girl come
let's pay there's nothing else for us here."
The people surrounding them watched mouths hung open. One older lady walks up
to Rachel, "You should be ashamed of yourself acting like a slut. You have no
respect for your body."
Rachel looks to Quinn who gives her a subtle nod, "But ma'am this girl is only
a slut for her mistresses. They respect this girl's body daily." She tells her
with a breathy moan.
The woman looks to the duo who smirks dangerously daring her to make another
comment. The girl at the register desperate for the girls to leave gives them
the total. Quinn whips her credit card out without breaking eye contact with
the judgmental woman.
The sales girl bags their purchases, "Thank you but please don't come back. We
don't need your type of people here."
Quinn and Santana snap their head around but before they can rip apart the girl
another voice cuts in, "Really Katy what kind of people is that? And what makes
you think you can ban people from my store?"
The girl flushes stuttering out, "Ms. Jenkins! I'm sorry I didn't see you there
but these uh girls where causing a scene."
Ms. Jenkins smirks, "Really Katy? From what I saw these girls were merely
making a purchase when this ignorant woman accosted them. Ma'am you can leave I
don't want your business in here."
The woman puffs out her chest insulted by this hussy, "Fine I'll take my
business elsewhere and be sure I'll tell all my friends never to come to this
establishment."
Ms. Jenkins shrugs, "I can really care less lady." She tells the retreating
figure smirking as other costumers follow her out, "Now Katy go find something
to do that doesn't require you over stepping your boundaries."
The sales girl scurries off and the other employees follow her. Ms. Jenkins
turns to the smirking duo, "Now ladies I must apologize for her behavior but
know that your business is always welcome here."
Quinn smiles leaning over the counter, "Thank you we appreciate it."
Santana pulls Rachel to her nibbling on her shoulder her arms wrapped around
Rachel's stomach. Santana's semi hard cock rubbing on her butt, "Rachel be a
good girl and thank the nice lady."
Rachel rolls her head to the side giving Santana better access, "This girl
thanks you Ms. Jenkins."
The woman smirks her lustful gaze trails over the HBICs little toy. She leans
over, "She so well behaved have you had her long."
The duo look at each other shocked. Quinn recovered first, "Uh no, we're still
training her."
The woman nods thoughtfully, "Sorry I didn't properly introduce myself. Anya
Jenkins but some call me Mistress Anya."
The light goes off in their heads. Santana extends an arm to shake the woman's
hand, "Santana Lopez that's my partner Quinn Fabray and this is our little
dirty girl Rachel Berry."
Anya shakes her hand then Quinn's, "For someone so new she's remarkably well
trained."
Quinn grins, "Well we might have just got her this weekend but we've been
working on her for a while." Santana nods resumes nibbling on Rachel's neck
grinding her hips pushing her dick into Rachel's ass.
Anya licks her lips her arousal showing in her eyes, "Hmm I would love to
continue this conversation but I have the sudden need to visit my own pet." She
reaches into her back pocket pulling out a card, "If you ever want to set up a
play date or have question since I'm guessing your fairly new to the scene give
me a call or stop by."
Quinn takes the card turning it over seeing a logo for a club called The
Bronze. She looks at the woman questioning, "We'll keep that in mind thank you.
What's The Bronze? I've never heard of it before."
Anya shrugs, "I'm not surprised it's a very exclusive club. You can only get in
by invite but it's a safe place for Dom and Subs to play."
Santana looks up intrigue, "Really? I would love to go to a club like that but
will we be allowed in? We're all kinda underage?"
Anya nods, "Of course I own part of the club as long as you three don't do
anything illegal there won't be a problem. But I'm sorry I must leave." She
runs a finger over Rachel's face, "Such a pretty little toy you two are so
lucky to have her," with that Anya turns to leave barking orders at her
employees as she goes.
The duo watches her leave Rachel was too busy enjoying the feel of Santana's
lips to notice. The pulsing ache in her pussy growing almost painful with every
bite and flick of Santana's tongue. Quinn smirks knowing that their toy is a
bad way needing to cum badly. When she manages to gain Santana's attention they
exit the shop and the employees couldn't have been happier to see them go.
The next stop was to Victoria Secrets where the girls teased their toy having
her put on a fashion show for the whole store to see. Girl's there with their
boyfriends fumed when they stared openly drooling at the petite girl. One girl
slapped her boyfriend hard and left in a huff. He trailed after her but not
before he took one last lustful look at the girl.
A red faced Rachel squared her shoulders and did what she was instructed to do.
The girls' picked out sexy underwear for the girl and naughty teddies for their
toy to wear. Santana gave the girl a break and didn't follow her to the
dressing room she didn't think they would catch a break like they did in the
boutique. When they finally had enough garments for their toy they decided to
stop for dinner in the food court since they skipped lunch. Rachel's tummy
rumbled at the thought of food as she followed obediently balancing the bags in
her hands.
The girl's ordered her to sit while they made their orders. Rachel sat day
dreaming about her owners. She felt bad that they spent so much money on her
today but she couldn't wait to wear the sexy outfits they picked out for her.
A shadow loomed over her when she looked up Rachel groaned seeing Finn Hudson
smiling at her with that puppy dog look. Rachel ducked her head hoping that
either Santana or Quinn would come rescue her from the ogre.
Finn frowns he thought the girl would be happier to see him. He gave her space
last night knowing that she would realize the mistake she made in glee, "Hey
Rach I didn't know you would be here but I'm happy you're here."
Rachel remains silent hoping the slow quarterback would get the hint but
apparently he's slower than she originally thought, "So I wanted to ask you if
you changed your mind about the date." He pulls out the chair across from her
reaching to grab her hand.
Rachel quickly pulls her hand away setting them on her lap. She looks around
frantic for Quinn and Santana. She swallows when she spots Santana rushing over
with a murderous look on her face. She pleads with her eyes that it wasn't her
fault.
"So what do you say Rach tonight you and me Breadsticks," Finn says ignoring
the fact that the usually talkative girl hasn't said a word. He spots Santana
heading their way and waves at her, "Hey Santana what are you doing here?"
Santana trying her best to kill him with her death glare, "I'm here with my
girl and Rachel. What do you want Man Boobs?"
Finn flushes, "Uh oh I didn't know that you guys and Rach were friends but I
was trying to see if Rach wanted to go out tonight. She hasn't answered me
though."
Santana growls loud startling Finn. She ignores the boy turning her hard gaze
to Rachel who looks back at her with pleading eyes, "Oh really?"
Finn nods, "Yeah she hasn't said anything since I sat down it's weird. Did she
lose her voice? Oh my god Rach did you lose your voice? What about Glee? What
are we going to do?"
Santana snaps, "Oh shut up short bus! Her voice is fine! Maybe she doesn't want
to talk to you take the hint and leave us alone."
Finn glares at the Latina cheerio, "You're not the boss of me Sluttana so shut
it and stop speaking for Rachel. I already know that she likes me so just stop
acting like you're her friend and leave us alone."
Rachel shakes her head denying the boy's claims. Quinn walks up tray in hand
her face just as furious as Santana's growling at Finn, "What did you just call
my girl Finnessa?" Rachel turns to Quinn trying to convey her innocence in all
this.
Finn curses inwardly he thought that Santana was here with Brittany but now
that Quinn's here he's in trouble. He tries giving her his best boy next door
grin, "Oh hey Quinn how are you doing?"
Santana crosses her arms, "Well Finncompetent here seems to think that Rachel
is harboring secret feeling for the overgrown child. Even though she hasn't
said one word to him since he's been here. And the moron is waiting for an
answer about some lame date he wants to take her out on."
Quinn cocks her head to side smirking, "Well Rachel answer the idiot so we can
eat in peace."
Rachel's eyes widen swallowing thickly she turns to Santana. The Latina nods
her consent as well, "No Finn I told you already that I do not wish to date
you. So please refrain from accosting me farther and speaking to m… uh Santana
in the manner you were before."
"But Rach I know you like me so stop playing hard to get," he whines. "And when
are you friends with these two? Didn't they used to make your life hell
before?"
Rachel shakes her head rolling her eyes, "Finn I do not know how much simpler
to put it for you but I do not like you at all. Not even a little so leave me
alone. As for my friendships with these two girls it's none of your concern."
Finn pushes he's chair back furious that this loser turned him down for a third
time, "Fine don't expect me to ask you again Treasure Trail. You lost your
chance!"
Rachel lowers her eyes to the table while the HBICs look at Finn stomp away
with a smug grin planted on their faces. They sit across from Rachel staring
daggers at her. The poor girl fidgets nervously waiting for them to announce
her punishment.
Santana drawls, "So Berry what part of don't talk to pyramid nipples don't you
understand?"
Rachel gulps at the cold tone in her voice, "But Ms. S this girl didn't speak
to Finn until you gave her permission. This girl promises she didn't engage
with him."
Quinn draws random pictures on the table, "I suppose that's believable Berry. I
suppose we can't fault you for his actions."
Rachel risks looking up to see the girls' faces blank, "Please Ms. Q this girl
obeyed your rules."
Santana leans forward, "Eat Berry we'll discuss it later at home."
Rachel whispers tearful, "Yes Ms. S."
They trio eat quietly the whole time tears stung Rachel's eyes from
disappointing her mistresses. It was a troubling thing to think of the girls as
her mistresses or owners but it felt right. She just hopes that Finn didn't
screw it up for her. She bites her lips thinking that she might not have them
anymore. That they might think she's too much trouble and toss her aside.
The HBICs sat fuming but not at Rachel. Oh no their anger is directed solely on
that over grown ape. They each have plans for the idiot on Monday. If he was
smart than after that he'll never come near Rachel again.
They HBICs decide to save the rest of their shopping for another day Finn
ruined it for them. Without speaking or waiting for Rachel they get up to
leave. Rachel scrambles to clean the table and gather their bags. Slightly
breathless she catches up to them close to the exit. She follows them head hung
low waiting for them to tell her that they don't want her anymore.
After Rachel's places their purchases in the trunk she gets into the back
surprised to see Santana follow her in. The ride was quiet for a while making
the diva more nervous.
Rachel squirms in her seat the plug making its presence known again.
"Well Berry barely a day and you're already disobeying the rules," Santana
drawls in a bored voice.
Quinn glances in the rear view, "So what do you suppose we do?"
Rachel swallows hard, "This girl supposes a punishment would be fitting Ms. Q."
"Or we cut our losses and be done with this arrangement," Santana tells her.
Rachel whimpers tearfully, "NO! Please I don't want this arrangement to be
over. Please I didn't speak to Finn! Please give us another chance."
"So you wish to continue then? You'll follow our rules to the letter," Quinn
asks.
"Yes Ms. Q please please give this girl another chance," Rachel begs.
Quinn and Santana look at each. Quinn gives Santana a nod this is what they
wanted to hear, "Fine we'll give this another shoot Berry. We realize that it
was Finn that initiated the conversation but next time walk away. Unless it's
something unavoidable like Glee or something but you better make sure to tell
us about it. But if you can't for some reason find us tell Brittany."
Rachel nods frantically, "Yes Ms. S this girl promises to better next time."
"We'll see Berry," Quinn tells her.
Santana moves to the middle of the seat and pats her legs. Rachel quickly
removes her seat belt and places herself across her thighs. Santana pushes her
panties and skirt down stroking her butt. Rachel rest her head on her arms
waiting for her punishment to start shivering as Santana caresses her.
"How many strokes do you think you deserve Berry," Santana drawls.
"Um this girl doesn't know Ms. S."
"Wrong answer Berry. The correct answer is 'As many as Ms. S or Ms. Q wishes',"
Quinn tells her.
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands the proper response."
"And if you don't know the answer or if you're unsure than your response will
be 'If it so pleases you Ms. S or Ms. Q'."
"Yes Ms. S."
"Now I think you deserve 10 for speaking to Finn. 10 for not addressing us
properly and 10 for breaking the rules," Santana tells her.
Smacckkkk, "Ow one thank you Ms. S." Rachel rushes out surprised. Slappp, "Two
thank you Ms. S." Her ass ready feeling the burn of her previous punishments.
Smacckkk, "OW NINE THANK YOU MS. S."
Rachel squirms around feeling her pussy become wetter with every smackkkk, "UH
EIGHT…NINETEEN THANK YOU MS. S."
Santana pauses, "START OVER Berry!"
The tears flow down her face, "UH ONE THANK YOU MS. S. OW TWO THANK YOU MS. S.
OW SHIT THREE THANK YOU MS. S. FUCKK FOUR THANK YOU MS. S." Rachel sobbing
after every punishing blow each harder more stinging than the last but it makes
her wetter and wetter. "OWWW FOURTEEN THANK YOU MS. S. FIFTEEN THANK YOU MS. S
AWWW SIXTEEN THANK YOU MS. S."
Santana's hard cock pokes her stomach as she squirms around her lap, "SHIT
TWENTY SIX THANK YOU MS. S. TWENTY SEVEN THANK YOU MS. S. OW SHIT TWENTY EIGHT
THANK YOU MS. S. FUCKKKK TWENTY NINE THANK YOU MS. S. SHITTTTTT THIRTY THANK
YOU MS. S."
Rachel sobs harder after the hard spanking she just received. Santana strokes
her abused flesh cooing at the girl until she finally settles down. Santana
gently pushes Rachel to kneel on the cramped floor she unbuttoning her jeans.
When her hard cock springs free Rachel immediately attaches her lips to the
delicious cock. Moaning around the cock she works it deeper down her throat.
Working her muscle massaging the hard meat sucking harder and harder.
Santana's nails dig into her scalp her hips snaps up fucking her face hard.
Santana grunts when Rachel's teeth scrap her sensitive cock.
"Oh shit take it all Berry," Santana groans. "Fucking dirty cumslut. You love
swallowing my cock."
Rachel nods her head bobbing up and down faster. She starts humming send
vibration all through Santana's body.
"Oh yeah you're a cockslut aren't you Berry," Santana taunts her. "You live to
spread your legs for us. "
Santana feels the pull start in her lower belly as she works her hips faster
and harder. With a shout Santana cums spurting thick ropes of cum down Rachel's
throat. She swallows greedily sucking harder trying to get every drop. She
sucks softly as Santana pulls her head away from the twitching cock. Rachel
rests her flushed face on Santana's leg gasping for breath drool and cum
hanging on the corner of her mouth.
Quinn turns around smirking handing Rachel her keys, "Leave the panties off
Berry and grab the bags. Meet us in the room I want you naked ass in the air on
the bed."
Rachel struggles to put her skirt back on rushing out the door, "Yes Ms. Q!"
Quinn smiles at Santana tucking her soft cock back in her pants, "Well all in
all it wasn't a bad trip San. We still have some kinks to work out but
otherwise it went fine."
Santana breathe evens out, "Yeah we just have to get the man child to back off
of our toy."
"Don't worry San I have a plan for my ex," she smiles evilly.
Santana smiles back just as evil. They leave the car and head into the house.
When they arrive to their room Rachel is exactly where she's supposed to be.
Her ass red littered with welts and bruises. Rachel trembles in fear and
excitement when she hears clothes drop to the floor. Quinn stalks toward the
girl her cock hard and throbbing she kneels behind Rachel spreading her cheek.
The butt plug firmly in place Quinn grabs the end sticking out moving it in and
out.
Rachel moans loud rocking her hips in time. "Such a dirty little slut. Aren't
you Berry?"
She moans louder when Quinn's finger finds their way inside Rachel's drenched
pussy, "Yes Ms. Q this girl's your dirty little slut."
Quinn flicks her clit, "So wet Berry. Is this from the spanking earlier? Or is
it from sucking Santana's cock?"
Rachel's hips buck, "Oh yes Ms. Q."
The girls' chuckle, "I still owe you a spanking Berry. Let's see if you can be
a good girl and not cum." Quinn removes her finger earning a whining protest
from Rachel. She lines up her cock with Rachel's hole entering her in one hard
thrust. "Don't forget to count."
Quinn moves her hips timing her hits with each thrusts, "Oh god one thank you
Ms. Q. Uh two thank you Ms. Q."
Quinn works her strokes in a slow even pace. Rachel curls her toes the pleasure
over riding the pain from the spanking, "Oh fuck thhiirrtteennn thank you Ms.
Q. Ahhh fuck fourteen thank you Ms. Q. Shit fifteen thank you Ms. Q."
Quinn works her hips in a different angle brushing her spot moving in a faster
pace landing harder hits, "Uhh fuck twenty seeevvvveeeennnn thank you Ms. Q. Oh
god yes twenty eight Ms. Q. SHITTT TWENTY NINE THANK YOU MS. Q. OH MY GOD
THIRTY THANK YOU MS. Q."
Quinn smirks working her hips harder the sweat rolling down her back. She
grunts grabbing a hold of the slim waist. Pulling her in harder and harder.
Rachel screaming with every thrust snapping her hips back. Quinn's cock hitting
her cervix as she claws the bed sheets fighting her impending orgasm.
Whimpering as Quinn fucks her harder slamming her face into the mattress.
"Oh fuck here I come Berry," Quinn screams thrusting harder faster than before.
"OH SHIT," she screams her movements become jerky as she shoots thick hot cum
into her toy. She slows her pace riding out her orgasm. Rachel bites down on
the bed still fighting hers tears falling when the need to cum starts to become
painful.
Quinn pulls out falling on her side. Santana crawls up to Quinn licks her limp
cock. She smirks when Quinn moans her dick hardens immediately. Santana moans
tasting Quinn's cum mixed with Rachel's wetness. She bobs her head until the
cock is standing up proudly. She backs away much to Quinn's disappointment.
Santana just winks turning to Rachel who stayed with her ass in the air Quinn's
cum leaking down her trembling thighs.
Santana plays with the plug as she lick up the cum moaning loud. Rachel groans
not sure how much more she can handle. Santana pulls the plug out with a loud
pop. Quinn lifts her head up wondering what Santana was up to.
"I think it's time that Quinn fucked that tight ass of yours again," Santana
slaps her thigh. Rachel gingerly moves her sore muscles squatting over the long
thick cock, "No turn around and face me Berry." She quickly turns around.
Rachel holds her steady as she slowly sides down the thick cock. Quinn grips
her waist helping her down moaning in unison. When Quinn was fully in, Santana
leans Rachel back until she lies fully on Quinn. Rachel moans feeling Quinn's
hard nipples poking her back.
Santana spreads her legs wide standing between them. Rachel shivers knowing
that she about to be speared in both holes again. All three girls moan loud as
Santana works her way in a thin layer a skin was the only thing separating her
from Quinn's cock. The girls groan once Santana fully sheath her cock.
"Oh shit Berry you feel so good," Santana grunts setting a pace. Quinn follows
her rhythm while Rachel lays helpless as her mistresses' work her into
oblivion. Santana stares into Quinn's eyes working her hips harder. Quinn moans
as her cock moves deeper and deeper into the girl.
"Oh fuck Berry. You dirty girl do you need to cum," Quinn taunts.
"OH YES PLEASE MS. Q ALLOW THIS GIRL TO CUM! OH GOD PLEASE MS. S," Rachel
pleads.
"Yes you can cum," Santana grunts thrusting faster and faster.
Rachel throws her head back her back arching as she finally cums. And cums. And
cums. Her toes curls and her eyes rolling back at the force of her orgasms. "Oh
shit thank you Ms. S. Oh fuck thank you Ms. Q."
Santana pounds her pussy harder as her walls clinch at both cocks milking them.
Santana lips capture one of her nipples sucking hard as Quinn pinches and rolls
the other between her fingers.
Rachel flops helplessly as they pound her into orgasm after orgasm. Santana
throws one of her legs over her shoulder both cocks hitting her at a different
angle.
"OH FUCK," Rachel screams as another orgasm blindsides her knocking her
unconscious.
"OH SHIT"
"OH FUCKKK"
The HBICs scream shooting hot cum into the passed out girl. Jerking cocks
twitch inside the helpless girl as Santana slows her pace helping them ride out
their orgasms.
Santana pulls out flopping on her side both girls breathing harshly gasping and
panting. Quinn gently lifts Rachel off her cock and places her on the bed. Eyes
heavy the two girls follow Rachel into sleep.
***** Sunday morning *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don’t know glee. More smut and some heavy BDSM so if
     you don’t like than don’t read.
Rachel snuggles into the warm body next to her sighing in contentment. She
struggles to open her eyes feeling sore all over. She blinks her eyes seeing
her owners (mistresses?) snoring away. She smiles at how innocent they seem.
She glances at the time wondering what time they will be waking up. Biting her
lip she wonders if she should start breakfast or what until they wake up.
She moves to get up but a tan arm pulls her back, "Just where are you going
Rachel?"
Rachel turns her to look at her, "Um well Ms. S this girl was going to go make
you and Ms. Q breakfast."
Santana smiles smug, "We never wake up before noon on Sundays so no breakfast.
I have a list of chores for you to do until then but I wasn't planning on you
being up so early."
Rachel ducks her head, "This girl has always been an early riser Ms. S I like
to work more extensively on Sundays."
Santana grins devilishly rolling on top of her, "Well then I have a workout for
you, Berry. I think you'll like mine better."
Rachel becomes instantly wet at her raspy tone. These girls have her dropping
her panties in .001 seconds. She spreads her legs groaning as the hard cock
brushes against her clit she rocks her hips making her Ms. S groan.
"Hmmm does my dirty little girl like this," Santana tweaks her hard nipples.
"Does my dirty slut get wet at the thought of me fucking her tight little
pussy?"
Rachel moans, "Yes Ms. S this girl gets wet just thinking about your hard
cock."
Santana trails her lips on Rachel's necks marking her way down to the
submissive divas breast. Santana attaches her mouth on a nipple sucking harshly
Rachel tentative threads her fingers through the luscious raven locks. Santana
grunts her approval sucking hard biting down. Rachel hisses feeling her pussy
get wetter. Santana removes her mouth earning a groan of annoyance from her toy
before latching on to the other one.
Rachel sighs loving her Ms. S mouth anywhere on her. Santana kissing her way
down nipping at the well-defined stomach causing it to quiver under her. She
kisses a hot wet trail down to Rachel's pussy she holds her breath waiting to
see if Ms. S would go down on her. Ms. S did that a few times but she was so
worked up at the time she didn't get back to just enjoy it.
Rachel moans feeling Ms. S tongue flick her clit she rocks her hips trying to
get her closer. Santana puts her hand on Rachel's trembling stomach holding her
down. She sucks the hard knob gently biting down smirking at Rachel's long
moan. She inhales deeply loving the musky scent of Rachel's wetness. She dips
her tongue into Rachel's wet opening loving the unique flavor of her. She
gathers the juices in her mouth swallowing the salty goodness. Rachel breath
comes out in harsh pants struggling to keep her hips still as she tightens her
hold on the HBIC's hair.
Santana starts bobbing her head licking her insides loving the way her walls
contracted around her wet muscle. Rachel moans arching her neck legs shaking as
she hooks her left leg over Ms. S shoulder pulling her closer. Santana chuckles
sending vibrations inside her pussy.
"Oh Ms. S you make this girl feel so good," Rachel moans feeling the orgasm
build. "Oh, oh uh god Ms. can this girl cum?"
Santana looks up her under her eye lashes shaking her head no. Rachel whines in
the back of her throat as Santana pierces her faster. She gasps when she feels
a wet mouth latched onto her nipple. Quinn winks at her mischievously sucking
harder. Rachel moans enjoying the duel sensations struggling to keep her orgasm
at bay.
"Oh god Ms. Q, oh fuck Ms. S you make this girl feel so good," Rachel pants.
She whimpers when she feels both mouths leave her body. But shivers when
Santana crawls back up her body settling herself between her legs. Rachel's
sensitive pussy quivers when the hard dick brushes against her clit.
"Oh please Ms. S fuck this girl. Please fuck your toy," Rachel rocks her hips.
Santana's settles back on knees throwing her toy's legs over her shoulders
slowly working in her cock. She groans feeling the hot tight walls hug her hard
cock. She thrust in and out slowly. Rachel withers under her needing more.
"Do you want me to fuck you harder," she punctuates her word with a hard
thrust. "Does our toy's little pussy want me to pound her into the bed?"
Rachel eyes roll to the back of her head, "Oh fuck yes Ms. S please fuck your
toy faster. Please oh god show this girl who she belongs to!"
The end of her sentence ends in a squeal as Santana thrust her hips faster
hitting her spot every time. She curls her up in a tight package with the new
angle Santana's cock goes in deeper. Rachel's hands fist the sheets rocking her
hips up meeting Santana thrust for thrust. Santana stares into her eyes seeing
admiration and devotion staring back at her.
She pauses when she feels Quinn crawl behind hissing when something cold and
wet hits her ass. Santana groans feeling Quinn slip in two fingers working them
in and out slowly. Santana falls forward landing softly on Rachel's body,
closing her eyes enjoying the feel of being opened up by her girl.
Quinn hand rest on the small of her back thrusting her fingers in and out
building up the momentum. When she feels that her girl is ready she removes her
fingers Santana rocking her hips trying to keep them in. Quinn smirks lining up
her hard cock thrusting her hips entering her in one swift movement causing the
both girls below to groan.
Quinn sets her pace hard and fast pushing Santana harder and harder into
Rachel. Rachel's legs move further and further back hitting her own shoulders
with every thrust.
"Oh fuck oh fuck," Santana chants rocking her hips back meeting Quinn's hips.
The sound of wet skin smacking together the bed frame slamming against the
wall.
Rachel's breathy moan on Santana's ears causing the HBIC to shiver, "Oh god oh
fuck please Ms. S please Ms. Q let this girl cum," Rachel groans.
Quinn groans slamming her girl harder, "Not yet my pretty little toy." She
sounded out of breath, "Dirty girls can't cum before Ms. S. When she cums then
you, oh shit, you can cum."
Rachel groans, "Yes Ms. Q. OH GOD." She cries out loud as Santana's cock hits a
good spot.
Santana smirks feeling Rachel's pussy clamp down on her harder milking her cock
wonderfully. Quinn hips become a blur as she works her hips fasts. Her thighs
strain burning the grip on Santana's waist leaves bruises.
All three girls move their bodies in unison Santana closes her eyes loving the
feel of being taken and taking her toy at the same time. They've only done this
once before with Brittany but fuck they should've done this more than once. She
wonders if this is the way Rachel feels, kinda helpless just holding on
enjoying the ride.
"Oh fuck baby I love the way your ass feels," Quinn moans into her back biting
and nibbling on whatever skin she can find. Rachel feels her body slammed into
the bed with every thrust with Santana's body on her pushing her further into
her. Santana's delicious cock hitting her from different angles. She always
feels so helpless and taken whenever her owners use her but this is something
else altogether.
Quinn slows her thrust down not wanting to cum yet teasing both helpless girls.
Santana opens her legs further trying to make Quinn thrust harder.
Quinn teases her pulling out making her feel painfully empty. Santana groans
protesting rocking her hips back and forth slamming Rachel's pussy harder than
intended. Rachel moans tilting her hips trying to get her in more. "Oh fuck Q
stop teasing me baby," Santana growls making Rachel shiver slamming her hips
up. Rachel moans meeting her thrusts causing both girls to groan. Rachel's
feels her eyes cross when Santana slams her back down hitting a different spot.
Quinn smirks, "But baby I thought you liked it when I tease. Tell me baby how
much you need it," She works her cock in part of the way holding Santana down
when she tries to push up. She works her cock in slowly teasing her girl with
short soft thrust.
Santana closes her eyes the duel sensation of Rachel's pussy pulsating around
her cock and Quinn's hardness piercing her quivering her hole. Santana moans
when Quinn hits her spot going in deeper and deeper. "Please oh fuck please
baby stop teasing me," Santana begs trying to rock her body back.
Quinn smirks, "Just how bad do you want me baby."
Santana whines, "So bad baby. Please fuck me while I fuck our little dirty
toy."
Quinn smirks getting a better handle on Santana's hips working her cock in and
out faster. Rachel feeling the bodies above her slam into her harder and
harder. Santana grunts feeling her cock in a chokehold and ass feeling pounded.
Her head snaps back when her orgasm blindsides her cumming in spurts into
Rachel's placate pussy.
Rachel opens her eyes looking into Quinn begging silently before she sees her
nod giving her permission. Her mouth opens screaming loud as she lets herself
go milking Santana's cock. She lets Rachel's legs fall from her shoulders
resting her face in the crook of her neck while Quinn thrust harder and harder.
Rachel mews feeling Santana's twitching cock inside her sensitive pussy. "Oh
shit oh shit uh god." She chants as Quinn works into Santana harder and harder
building up into another orgasm.
Quinn grunts, "Oh fuck baby you feel so good." She groans cumming into
Santana's plaint little hole forcing Rachel into another.
She collapses on top of Santana making Rachel grunt with the sudden weight. All
three girls pant heavily Quinn chuckles into Santana's sweaty back.
Santana grunts, "What's so funny baby?"
Quinn pulls out groaning at the loss falling face first into the bed. Her words
were muffled by the bed. Santana chuckles moaning pulling out of Rachel
shivering when her walls clamp down trying to keep her in, "I didn't hear you
Q," Santana falls next to her girl.
Quinn groans turning around flopping on her back, "I said I love waking up like
that. I was watching you play with our little dirty girl and I just got so
horny."
Rachel blushes trying to close her legs but Quinn stops her. She moves her hand
to play with Rachel's clit almost absentmindedly.
"I really don't want her to go home today," she said dipping her finger inside
of her pussy lips. She smirks at Rachel's helpless moan.
Santana props her head up, "I understand what you mean babe but daddy's little
princess can't live here can you dirty girl?"
Rachel rocks her hips, "Oh Ms. S this girl's fathers' go out of town a lot.
Hmmm they leave, oh shit, I mean, oh fuck, they're gone approximately ten
months out of the year."
Quinn smirks rolling her clit between her fingers, "So they leave you alone
most of the time?"
Rachel pants, "N-n-n-n-no Ms. Q this girl stays with Puck. He's oh shit my god
brother."
Santana laughs, "You lost your virginity too your god brother? That's kinky
dirty girl."
Rachel blushes which was odd considering Quinn was fingering her, "I, this girl
was drunk but she trusted Puck to not hurt her and she was curious. I-I-I-
f this girl had known that you or Ms. Q would, oh fuck, wanted her than she
would have waited."
Santana smirks reaching over to start stroking Quinn's hardening cock, "Well I
guess since we all want you here dirty girl than next time your dads leave than
you stay here."
"Oh yes Ms. S this girl would love that but, oh my, she doesn't know if her
dads will go for it," Rachel rocks her hips feeling the pull start in her lower
belly.
Quinn groans her cock hardens in Santana's hand, "Don't worry about that dirt
girl. We'll set rules of course," thrusting her hips in time with Santana's
hand. "A time to play and a time to get to know one either."
Santana kissing Quinn's neck smirking how easy she took control back from her,
"We'll have to know you're schedule dance and vocal classes and all that junk."
Rachel nods, "Every Tuesday, Wednesdays and Thursdays for vocals oh fuck for an
hour." She moans as Quinn slams her hand harder rocking her hips meeting
Quinn's hand thrust for thrust.
Santana teases them both, "Keep talking girls, you can't cum Berry until we're
done."
Rachel arches her head back, "Oh fuck hmmm dan…dance classes every uh day the
same for an hour and oh god about for two hours on Friday."
Quinn groans rocking her hips faster she's really hating her girl right now,
"Do, oh fuck Santana, do you have any other practices?"
Rachel whines needing to cum again, "Sometimes t-t-t-thuh community center h-uh
gawd holds a play that uh audition I for during the fuck summer."
Quinn's grunts as Santana squeezes her cock sucking her ear, "No work or
church?"
She whimpers, "No Ms. Q."
Quinn groans trying to prolong her pleasure, "Do you drive?"
Rachel whimpers again needing to cum so bad right now, "I uh I'm not able to uh
god drive Ms. Q . I'm only fifteen."
Quinn stops moving her hand, "When's your birthday dirty girl?"
"December 15th Ms. Q please let me cum. Oh fuck Ms. Q," humping her hand. Quinn
takes her fingers away slapping her thigh.
Rachel jumps surprised at the sudden sting but the small pain gets her wetter,
"This girl's sorry Ms. Q," she says meekly.
Quinn smirks teasing her hard little nub groaning when Santana starts pumping
her hand faster, "So here's uh fuck the deal Berry, whenever you're parents
leave again you stay here." She dips her fingers back into Rachel's pussy
pumping her hand harder, "Uh god faster San, we'll work on the rules when we
get to that oh fuck." She cums with thick ropes all over Rachel's thigh.
Rachel whines low rocking her hips her eyes begging Quinn to be allowed to cum.
Quinn rocks her hips riding out her orgasm groaning when Santana licks her cock
cleaning off her cum. She pumps her hand faster adding in another finger,
"Fuck, cum now dirty girl. I want this pretty my hand drenched."
Rachel's pussy spasms squirting all over Quinn's hands. She's never squirted
before she was almost afraid that she peed on her. Rachel closes her eyes
willing her breath to calm down.
Santana chuckles sucking Rachel off Quinn's fingers and hand. "Hmmm Berry you
don't taste half bad," she teases the girl. Santana smirks at the blush
spreading on her body a little surprised that after everything they did this
weekend she can still blush with a little dirty talk.
Quinn chuckles slapping her thigh again, "I feel sticky so I say let's take a
bath."
Quinn pops up waiting for Santana and Berry to follow her. Santana groans rolls
out of bed pulling Rachel with her. Rachel sighs falling to her knees crawling
to the bathroom before the girls. She turned on the water testing the temper
before kneeling waiting for the HBICs to come in. Her mind still foggy with the
orgasms she just had if she was thinking clearly it probably would scare her
how easily she fell into the role of a submissive.
Quinn and Santana walk into the huge shower waiting for Rachel to come in after
them. Rachel hmm under breath while she washed up her HBICs. Quinn grins
recognizing the tune it was 'Push it' she quirks her brow at Santana who just
shrugs and started to make out with her.
After everyone was washed up the HBICs dressed while Rachel prepared a small
meal because of their morning excises . The chores Santana had for her didn't
get done but considering that Rachel had to leave soon the girls' wanted to
test out her limits.
Quinn grins at her she doesn't think Rachel notice the simple pulley system
Santana put up the other day. They had fun testing it out since they were
slightly heavier than their toy she should be just fine. She walks up to her
toy when she finished washing the dishes smacks Rachel's ass and watched it
jiggle, "Upstairs kneeling now Berry," she barks.
Rachel felt her pussy getting wet at her tone as she scurried up the stairs.
Santana watches in amusement after Rachel, "So what do you have planned in that
gorgeous devious mind of yours babe."
Quinn grins devilishly again arms circling the slim waist, "Well I'm thinking
we put that pulley of yours to use and have fun with our toy."
Santana face lights up like a kid in a candy store, "I like that, I can
practice my knots and you can play with our toys."
Quinn nods, "Yup I was thinking the same babe." She takes her hand leading her
upstairs leering finding their toy's breast pushed out in front of her. They
can see her pussy leaking down her legs.
Santana circles around her licking her lips Rachel shivers in anticipation.
Santana pulls her hair back she moans when it tugs at her scalp mildly painful
and her pussy tingles. "Look up Berry what do you see?"
Rachel moans her eyes roam the ceiling, "Uh this girl sees a pulley Ms. S?"
Santana tugs her hair harder Rachel moans louder eyes fluttering shut, "Good
girl. Yes that's a pulley system so can guess what I'm going to do to you?"
Rachel pants, "Whatever pleases you Ms. S."
Santana leans over giving her a bruising kiss, teeth cutting into her lips.
Rachel opens her mouth Santana's tongue pummel hers and she moans taking it.
She squeals when Santana bites down hard sucking it into her mouth. Smirking
smugly as she lifts her head, "That's right Berry I'm going to do whatever the
hell I want."
She lets go of her hair her face falls forward breathing heavily. She hears
Santana moving around on her right at where she's guessing is the closet.
Santana grunts shifting through bags finding her toys dragging it to the middle
of the room, "Stand up Berry," She immediately stands.
She sees Santana hold up some sort of clamps watching her intently when she
leans forward sucking on her already hard nipples. Rachel throws her head back
moaning while Santana makes her nipples painfully hard. She shifts giving her
other breast the same treatment satisfied she pulls her head back. Rachel yelps
when she feels the metal teeth clamp down on her sensitive nipple. Santana
looks her in the eye as she clamps down on the other.
Rachel winches as her breast throbs painfully shifting trying to relieve some
of the pressure. Santana kneels down putting ankles cuffs as she watches. She
flexes her feet getting used to feel. When she stands up she reaches behind her
pulling her arm out Quinn hands her a wrist cuff. Santana secures the cuff and
puts the other one on.
Rachel stands with arms to her side waiting to see what was going to happen
next shivering excitedly. Santana's pulls on her the d ring of her cuff leading
her under the pulley. Rope sways brushing her back standing still Santana ties
the rope on her cuff than the other.
Quinn pulls the rope until she barely touches the floor with the tips of her
toes. "Still green Berry," Quinn watching her reaction.
Rachel bites her lip, "Yes Ms. Q this girl's still green." Santana ties the
rope to hook on the opposite wall.
"Okay Berry this is play time not a punishment," Quinn pauses to see if Rachel
would object. "We're going to play test dirty girl's limits. If you can't
handle something say it, don't think that you'll disappoint us if you can't
because we won't be."
Santana runs her hand down her stomach, "But if you lie and say your green than
you'll be punished. Understand Berry?"
Rachel moans while Santana flicks her clit, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands."
Quinn walks away and comes back with a leather flogger, "No need to count just
thank me and ask for another Berry." Quinn chuckles walking behind her.
Rachel screams more in surprise than in pain, "Thank you Ms. Q may this girl
have another?" Quinn smirks enjoying herself seeing the red welt decorate her
back, "Ow thank you Ms. Q may this girl have another?"
Rachel body launches forward with every hit, "Ouch thank you Ms. Q may this
girl have another?" She starts sobbing, "Ouch may this girl ha-have another?"
As much as it hurts she feels her pussy getting wetter after every hit.
After a while Quinn stops walking in front of Rachel, "Still green Berry?"
She watches her eyes, "Y-y-yellow Ms. Q."
Quinn nods, "Good girl." Walking away she gives Rachel time to collect herself.
Rachel sniffles adjusting to the ache in her back and ass.
Santana walks up behind her running her finger tips gentle over the welts, "Did
you like it Berry?"
She thinks about it for a minute blushing she admits, "Yes Ms. S this girl
enjoyed the uh um."
"Flogger," Santana tells her.
Rachel nods knowing her pussy is leaking down her legs. Quinn hands Santana a
crop with a wide head on the end and she walks to the front of the helpless
girl, "Same thing as before Berry okay?" Quinn sits on the bed watching the
show.
Rachel sucks in a breath bracing herself when Santana snaps her wrist the crop
hitting her breast, "Ouch thank you Ms. S may this girl have another?" The crop
hits on of the clamps bringing tears to her eyes, "Ow fuck thank you Ms. S may
this girl have another?"
Santana flicks her wrist painting Rachel's breath catches painfully after every
smack, "Thank you fuck Ms. S may this girl have another?" Rachel hates this
fucking crop her body trying to get away from it but her body still reacts the
same as before getting wetter and wetter.
Santana pauses watching the sobbing girl in front of her, "Still green Berry?"
Rachel shakes her head, "…"
Quinn cocks her head to the side, "What was that Berry?"
Rachel lifts her head, "Yellow Ms. Q. This girl's yellow."
Santana kisses her temple gently muttering, "Good girl Berry, I'm so proud of
you but you need to let us know when you're almost at you're breaking point."
Rachel tears slow down and her sobs quiet, "Yes Ms. S." she sniffles calming
down with Santana rubbing her sides cooing softly in her ear.
Santana hot breaths blows in her ear, "Just one more thing Berry and I can
safely say that you're going to fucking hate this. It's a cane but we'll only
give you a few hits for you to get a taste of it."
Rachel's eyes widen knowing this can't be good, "Um yes Ms. S."
Quinn snaps the cane on her palm flinching at the sting the smaller girl
trembles at the loud sound. The first hits slams into her feeling like a punch
in the face, "Oh fuck shit." She whimpers, "Thank you Ms. Q may this girl have
another?"
Quinn flinches feeling bad but pushes past it and snaps her wrist leaving a
long welt on her stomach, "Oh god, thank you Ms. Q may this girl have another?"
Three more hits Rachel breaks down sobbing uncontrollably, "Fuck Babs Ms. Q
please Babs."
Quinn drops the cane gathering the weeping girl close careful not touch her
welts. Rachel cries soaking her shirt she feels Santana come up behind her
kissing her neck. After a while the sobs become moans as she tilts her head to
the side still resting on Quinn's shoulder.
Santana leaves her marks all over her neck effectively calming the tiny toy
down, "Good girl Berry. Good girl," she chuckles into her neck. "I think it's
safe to say that you fucking hate the cane."
Rachel moans when Quinn tugs on the clamps, "Yes Ms. S this girl doesn't like
the cane."
Quinn shrugs they'll only use that if Rachel seriously misbehaved. She moves
back letting Santana readjust her ropes. She has her feet touching the floor
arms raised behind leaning forward. Her ass waving in the air ready for
whatever they have planned. "How does that feel Berry?"
Rachel shifts around, "It's a little uncomfortable Ms. S but this girl's still
green."
Santana runs her hands over her ass playfully, "Since you've been such a good
girl today I think you deserve a treat."
Rachel moans, "This girl would love any treat you give her Ms. S."
Santana smirks bringing down a short narrow paddle. Rachel squeaks in surprise
more than pain. Santana brings the paddle again taunting her, "What's wrong
dirty girl? You don't like you're surprise?"
Rachel withers around whimpering, "No Ms. S this girl loves her surprise."
Santana playfully smacks her lightly, "I don't know Berry you haven't thanked
me yet."
When the paddle came down again Rachel moans out, "Thank you Ms. S may this
girl have another?"
Santana grins bringing down the paddle harder and harder loving the way Rachel
breast swayed after every hit. Quinn watches from the bed her cock painfully
hard seeing the juices leak from Rachel's pussy. Santana arm hurts after a
while so she dropped the paddle by Rachel's feet.
Rachel's ass burns sniffling she waits for the next thing to hit her ass.
Santana circles Rachel stopping by where her head was hanging. She lifts her up
by the hair tugging her roots. Rachel rolls her eyes up to look the Latina in
the face. Quinn tugs off Santana's shorts letting her hard dick spring free.
Rachel licks her lips as the delicious cock waved proudly in her face.
Santana pulls off her shirt transferring the hair in one hand to the other
leaving her completely naked. Rachel moans seeing the tight sexy body in front
of her, "Do you want to know what your real surprise is?"
Rachel grunts when Santana tugs her hair harder, "Yes Ms. S this girl would
like to know what her real surprise is."
She braces herself when she feels Quinn walk up behind her. She gasps when she
feels something cool and hard brush her clit. Moaning Rachel rocks her hips
back slightly.
Quinn's hand rested on the small of her back, "Since you've been such a good
girl today you get to cum as much as you want."
Santana traces the seam of her lips with her cock pre-cum leaving a wet trail
wherever it landed. She slaps her face hard enough to sting. Rachel grunts
opening her mouth chasing after the cock desperate to have the hard muscle in
her mouth.
Quinn switches on the vibrator teasing her clit, "Would you like that dirty
slut? To cum on cocks as many times as we make you."
The helpless girls closes her eyes moaning, "Please Ms. Q yes this girl would
love that. This girl wants to you and Ms. S to fuck her as long as you like."
Quinn slowly penetrates her with the large vibrator although it wasn't nearly
as large as her HBICs or as wide it still felt snug in her tight pussy. Inch by
inch Quinn inserts it into her weeping pussy while Santana teasing her mouth
only letting her get a taste of the one of the cocks she's come to crave in
such a short amount of time.
Fully inside finally Quinn works the vibrator set on the lowest speed working
it in and out at a lazy pace. Rachel groans needing more but knows she won't
get it just yet. Santana having enough of teasing works her cock deep into the
songstress throat. Rachel breaths heavily through her nose working her throat
muscle to swallow her Ms. S's whole cock.
Santana and Quinn's vibrator work her body in a slow pace leaving her aching
for more. Rachel rocks her body trying to get more friction. They tell her she
can cum as much as she wants but they don't give her enough to let her fall
over. She knows that she's in their mercy and loves every moment they
manipulate her body,
Santana groans her head falling back she loves her toy's mouth her pussy, her
ass anything and everything about her toy. Of course she doesn't love her love
her like she loves Quinn but damn she loves fucking her. Rachel moans around
the cock in her mouth she loves the taste the smell the feel anywhere and
everywhere in her body. She loves Ms. Q's cock just as much. Before last week
she never thought she'd be doing all this dirty things or letting someone do
these things to her.
Rachel sighs sucking the cock in her mouth bobbing her head up and down in the
same lazy pace as Quinn. She groans when Quinn removes the vibrator she rocks
her hips back trying to keep it in. Quinn lightly smacks her thigh and pulls
her cheeks apart spitting into her puckered hole. She inserted one finger
stretching her again.
Santana lightly tapped her face reminding her about the big dick in her throat
as if she needed one. She started sucking harder and humming. Santana's eyes
rolled back and pushed Rachel's face further into her body until her nose
touched her pelvis. Rachel choked a bit but continued her tasked at hand or
mouth rather.
Quinn speared her with another finger then one more stretching her wider
working her fingers faster and harder. Rachel moans muffled by the cock in her
mouth Santana grunts jerking her hips harder.
When Quinn thought the toy's ass was stretched enough she worked the wet
vibrator into the complacent ass and turned it to the fullest setting. Rachel
moaned at the delicious vibrations shooting through her ass up to her spine.
Quinn lined herself up with Rachel's weeping core and thrust into hard. Rachel
rocked forward swallowing another mouth full of Santana's cock. The two girls
started a slow rhythm building faster and faster. Quinn pumped her hips and
hand fucking both her holes.
Rachel's eyes rolled back at the feeling of being taking in all of her holes.
It was uncomfortable at first but like it did every time with these girls it
started to feel better and better until she's was cumming hard.
Quinn continued to ride her hard helping her through one orgasm into another
one, each one more intense than the last. Rachel's tight pussy clamps down on
her dick making it hard to move but she pushed harder snapping her hips against
the welts that decorated her ass and legs.
Rachel groans relishing in the pain lased in pleasure. Santana grunts snapping
her hips chanting, "Oh fuck oh fuck," cumming in thick ropes splashing the back
of her throat. Rachel moans swallowing the salty goodness down massaging her
dick milking every last drop. "Oh shit dirty slut swallow it all like the
filthy cumslut you are," Santana grunts her softening dick twitching inside
that hot mouth.
The cumslut cockwhore you turned me into Rachel thinks working her throat
muscles like a pro. Santana's soft cock plops out of her mouth drool and cum
dribbling out to her chin. With her mouth unoccupied now she screams every time
Quinn's cock hit all of her spots, "Oh fuck Ms. Q you fuck this girl so good."
Quinn grunts, "Yeah take it all dirty cockslut," her every thrust hitting her
deeper and harder than before.
"Oh yes Ms. Q you and Ms. S turned me into cockslut cockwhore cumslut whatever
you want me to be," Rachel moans pushing her hips back meeting every hard
thrust.
Santana chuckles still holding on to her hair, "That's right dirty slut we
turned little Ms. Goody Two-Shoes into a slutty little bitch that's desperate
for our cocks."
Rachel nods pulling her own hair her sweat flying everywhere, "Oh fuck yes
there! Oh god yes Ms. S this girl wants, oh fuck, no needs your cocks
everywhere and anywhere."
Quinn grunts panting out, "No one will ever be able to satisfy like we can."
She starts punctuating her word with hard bruising thrusts in both holes, "Not
Finn! Not Puck! No one but us. After this weekend we ruined you for anyone
else!"
Rachel screams cumming hard again, "OH FUCK YES MS. Q NO ONE ELSE WILL EVER
FUCK THIS GIRL LIKE YOU TWO!"
Quinn pounds her harder her arms going into a more awkward angle but she moans
cumming harder her vision blacks out. When she comes too Quinn is cumming in
think ropes painting her inside. Every hole might as well be marked as
'Property Of Ms. Q and Ms. S' because she is. She truly can't see herself with
anyone else now.
Her walls milk the twitching cock inside her greedily wanting every last drop
in her pulsating pussy. Quinn leans on her back breath heaving she licks the
sweat off her toy's back. She reaches for the vibrator turning in off and pulls
it out. Rachel moans feeling painfully empty.
Quinn kisses her back lifting her weak body off of her toy's back. Quinn grins,
"Did you like your surprise dirty girl?"
Rachel grunts weakly, "Yes Ms. Q this girl loved her surprised. Thank you Ms.
Q. Thank you Ms. S."
Santana strokes her sweaty face, "Just remember that when you're a good girl
good things will happen but if you're a bad slut remember the cane."
She whimpers, "Yes Ms. S. this girl will be a good girl."
Santana nods satisfied she signals Quinn to remove the rope. She held on to the
girl so she won't fall over which she was grateful for because her legs are
jelly at the moment.
Quinn loosens the rope slowly given her slack her arms tingle and burn falling
to her back. Her knees gave way and she collapses against Santana.
Santana holds her gently while Quinn loosens the rope on her cuffs. They
massage her shoulders and arms helping the blood flow. Rachel moans in
appreciation leaning her head on Santana's shoulder. She rolls her head when
Quinn kneads her neck the tension slowly ebbs away.
Santana walks her to the bed she hisses when her bottom meets the cool sheets.
Quinn follows after them holding a small bag. She hands the bag to her when she
looks in and sees three different jewelry boxes. Her hands shaking she reaches
in and pulls out the biggest one Santana takes the bag. When she opens it she
gasps seeing a beautiful choker chain with a pendant. She looks at the girls
questions written in her eyes.
Quinn takes the box and holds the chain to her, "This is a collar Rachel," she
starts in a serious tone, "If you take this then that means you're ours. You'll
be our toy, pet whatever you want to call it." The light shines off the
pendant, "No turning back after that like I said in Mr. Schue's office, we'll
own you."
Santana cuts in, "You'll be our property to use anyway we want but we'll take
care of you too." Santana grins, "It might take a while to call off the sheep
but the only people that get to punish you will be us."
Quinn smirks, "And Brittany since you owe her for acting up Friday. But it
won't be all the time just every once in a while."
Santana chuckles, "Yeah she wanted to come over this weekend but we felt it
would be better if we broke you in first."
Rachel sits shell shock shit just became real. Can she honestly say that she
wanted to become property of the HBICs? Or can she walk away? Her heart felt a
tiny stab at not ever being with these girls again. She can't imagine her life
without these two girls in her life. Even though she's done things she never
thought she would ever do but she knew it was all her choice. Even the first
time in the locker room she could have ran away.
The HBICs were getting kind of nervous it was taking her a long time to decide.
But they would let her go if she chooses it just like Brittany.
Rachel takes in a deep breath and moves her hair to the side, "Yes Ms. Q I
accept the collar."
Santana and Quinn grins become bigger. Quinn feels giddy putting the choker on,
"From now on its Mistress Quinn or Mistress Santana or just Mistress got it
Berry?"
Rachel feels a tingle shoot all the way down to her core. "Yes Mistress," she
answers in a husky voice.
"The front of the pendant has music notes but if you turn it around it has
'Property of Q and S' on it," Santana traces the choker around her neck. "This
is what you'll wear at all times accept during play time. You can wear it in
the shower or when you work out because it's real."
Quinn smirks, "We only buy the good shit."
"Thank you Mistresses this girl loves it," Rachel's voice a little teary.
"We're not done yet," Quinn tells her taking off the leather cuffs form her
wrist and ankles.
Santana pulls out the other two boxes one containing a bracelet and the other
an anklet similar to her choker. They place them on her right wrist and ankle.
Rachel admires her new collars feeling very much like the possession she just
became.
"Thank you Mistresses," Rachel blushes loving the sound of their new titles.
Quinn grins getting up, "The leather cuffs and other collar are what you'll
wear every play date we have. And when you come stay with us once you set foot
in this house you'll put them on unless we have company other than Britt."
Santana kneels down spreading her legs, "Naked and collared that's how we want
you all the time Berry."
Rachel shivers, "Yes Mistress Santana."
Santana licks one of her thighs moaning tasting Quinn on her, "Some rules for
you before you leave. One you're not allowed to cum unless we make you. So no
more playing with your slutty pussy."
Rachel flushes already feeling the dull ache in her center, "Yes Mistress
Santana."
Quinn spreads her legs further joining Santana on the floor, "That butt plug we
made you wear when we went shopping? You'll wear it at all times. The only time
it's not in you is if one of is fucking your ass."
Rachel gets wetter imagining the plug wreaking havoc on her during class or
when she was performing, "Yes mistresses Quinn."
Quinn smirks flicking her tongue on her clit, "You like that slutty girl. Don't
you?"
Rachel nods, "Yes Mistress Quinn this slutty girl likes that."
Quinn smirks flicking her tongue one more time before getting up to find the
plug. Santana grins pulling her closer to the edge her cock hard and throbbing
again. She leans over pushing her cock in the abused hole. Rachel wraps her
legs around Santana's waist enjoying the ride.
Quinn smirks sitting net the withering girl. Santana pounds into her grunting
every time her walls clamp down putting her cock in a choke hold, "Oh fuck your
ass is so fucking tight. Uh fuck I can just fuck you all," her thrust became
harder with every word, "the fucking time. Oh fuck."
Quinn rises her brow, "What about her mouth or that tight pussy?"
"It's ours baby we can fuck her whenever however we want," Santana groans.
Rachel raises her hips meeting her Mistress's hard thrusts, "Oh god oh god yes
Mistress yours. All yours."
Quinn pushes her hips down latching on to her clit sucking hard, "OH FUCK! Yes
Mistress. Oh god oh god oh god."
Quinn bites down hard causing her to orgasm unexpectedly squirting all over
Santana lubing her pumping cock more.
Rachel whimpers, "This girl's sorry Mistress she didn't mean to cum without
permission."
Santana shrugs, "We said you can cum as much as you want Berry." She pants
pounding her into the bed harder. She throws her head back cumming hard
painting her insides. With Quinn sucking her clit hard she starts to cum again
harder than before.
Santana leans on her heavy on her neck. Rachel moans when Santana pulls out.
She barely remembers to trap that hot cum in her ass.
Santana smiles, "Good girl Berry."
Quinn let's go of her clit with a loud pop moving to the position Santana just
vacated. Quinn waits until Rachel opens her eyes. Staring into them she watches
as the pleasure flickers in those big brown orbs when she starts fucking her
gently.
Every sigh and breathy moan Quinn start pumping harder and harder until she's
fucking her in the same frantic pace as Santana just was, "You'll keep our cum
inside you until we tell you to take it out."
Rachel moans meeting her thrust for thrust, "Y-y-yes Mistress."
Her breasts sway seductively with every thrust so Santana latches on suckling
her clamped nipples. Rachel squeals painfully but her pussy gushes all over
Quinn's pumping hips. Quinn pounds her into the bed slamming the head board
into the wall.
Rachel's eyes roll in the back of her head as she blacks out again. Quinn
grunts triumphantly making their toy pass out again. She winks at Santana
pumping her hips faster and harder.
"Fuck San she's so damn tight," Quinn groans her hips snapping and jerking.
Quinn moans cumming into the prone diva. She falls heavily panting into her
neck hips still pumping into her toy riding out her orgasm.
She pulls out inserting the plug in quickly so that their cum wouldn't spill
out and falls down next to Santana. She giggles kisses her lips, "Do you think
she's going to pass out every time?"
Santana gives her a cocky look, "That's just cuz we fuck her so good babe. We
got it like that."
Quinn sighs, "Do you think that's this going to change us? As a couple?"
Santana looks at her surprised, "No Q I've always loved you so that's never
going to change. As for Rachel being introduced as part of our kinky little
relationship nah that's not ever gonna change." She leans over kissing her
plump lips, "I'll love you no matter what. Maybe we'll come to love Rachel or
maybe she'll just stay our toy who knows. If at any point any of us wants to
stop we will."
Rachel moans coming around feeling sore all over. She shifts her legs groaning
feeling the plug shift with her.
Quinn chuckles, "Well look who woke up."
Rachel blushes, "Sorry Mistress."
"It's fine I find it cute," Santana smirks. "It just means we fucked you right
Berry."
Rachel smiles shyly, "Yes Mistress you always fucked this girl right."
Quinn gets up groaning, "Come on Rachel we have to get you home." She helps
Rachel to her wobbly feet, "Tomorrow we can't pick up because we have early
morning practice. But we'll drop you off after Glee."
Santana gets up too, "Unless you don't mind riding with us that early."
Rachel pauses to think about it, "Yes Mistress this girl will ride with you in
the morning."
Quinn grins again, "Good. Come on go get dressed."
The girls get dress in silence Rachel hisses when the clothes brush up against
your welts and bruises. She gathers the things that they bought her and they
made their way to the car. Rachel sat in the back with a small smile on her
face playing with her collar.
Quinn looks up in the rear view watching her smiles at Santana smugly. Before
they pull up to the diva's house Quinn asks, "So are your father's home?"
Rachel leans forward staring into her driveway, "This girl sees the living room
light on Mistress." She pouts wanting to play with her Mistresses on her bed.
"Well that sucks," Santana whines.
Once they parked Rachel fidgets in the back seat waiting for permission to
leave. Quinn turns around, "Do you need help with your bags?"
"If it pleases you Mistress," Rachel mumbles.
Santana grins getting out of the car going to the trunk. Rachel glances at
Quinn when she nods Rachel scrambles out of the car grabbing most of her bags.
Once they got to the door Rachel glances at them, "Did you want to meet my
father's Mistresses?"
Santana and Quinn smirk before Quinn answers, "Well we have to get to know them
before we can sweet talk them into letting you stay with us."
Rachel nods blushing, "Yes Mistress."
She opens the door yelling out for her fathers. They yelled back that they
we're in the kitchen. Rachel sighs leading them into the belly of the beast.
This should be a lot of fun.
***** Dinner With the Berrys *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own glee but I enjoy playing with the characters
     for my own amusement. Thanks for all the support for this story and
     my other ones. Alright kiddies on with the show.
Rachel takes a deep breath walking slowly the plug in her ass making it
uncomfortable to move. Her Mistresses never removed her nipple clamps either so
the with every brush of her shirt she has to bite back a moan.
Quinn smacks her ass pushing the plug further in smirking unabashedly causing
Rachel to gasp and her hips to jerk in thin air, "Move along Berry we don't
have all night."
She lowers her eyes and mutters, "Yes Mistress."
Leroy and Hiram looked up surprised to see that the friends their daughter
spent the weekend with were the two girls giving her a hard time since the
beginning of this year. The stopped preparing the dinner they had going to
greet the unexpected arrivals.
She moves faster entering the kitchen she turns on her Rachel Berry loving
daughter persona, "Dad, Papa," giving each a big hug before turning to her
Mistress, "these were the friends I was telling you about Quinn and Santana."
She flashed her show smile, "I had a lovely time at their place this weekend,
so much so they wanted to meet you."
Quinn flashes her sweet smile shaking the hand of the shorter man with glasses
obvious Jewish and Rachel's birth father. Hiram wipes his hands with a towel
before shaking her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Berry your daughter
has been going on and on about you all weekend."
Santana smiles just as innocently shaking the black man's hand as well who
repeats his husband's actions, "Yes it was hard to keep up with her. She's like
the energy bunny she keeps going and going. We practically had to tie her up to
keep her where we wanted her." They each take turns greeting the two men.
Rachel nearly chokes on her spit at Santana's choice of words. Santana walks
over and starts to slap her on the back to help her get her breath back, "Are
you okay Rach?"
Her voice hoarse, "Yes I just a tingle in my throat."
Hiram exclaims hand over his chest dramatically, "Oh my god dear is it your
tonsils? Leroy we must make an appointment for her first thing in the morning."
Leroy and Rachel roll their eyes, "Papa that's not necessary. My throat is a
little dry that's all. I've had uh an extensive workout all weekend."
Quinn and Santana snicker behind her back while she blushes brightly over her
choice of words, "I uh mean that I was helping Quinn and Santana with their
vocals," she winches feeling uncomfortable calling them anything other than
Mistress.
Leroy looks at his daughter oddly he's never seen her so flustered before,
"Aren't you the two girls that have been making my daughter's life hell this
year?"
Santana stiffens next to Quinn who cuts in smoothly, "Yes I'm afraid we are but
once we realized what a grievous mistake it was we took it upon ourselves to
correct it. That was our main goal of this weekend to show Rachel," the girl in
question shivers at the way her Mistress voice caresses her name, "how sorry we
really are."
Hiram scratches his head looking at the girls curiously, "Why did you start? I
mean last year you weren't friends as far as I know but you were at least civil
to each other."
Santana looks down shamefaced but Rachel saw the naughty look in her eye, "I
hate to throw my girl under the bus but I was following orders."
Quinn quirks her brow at her girlfriend, "Right it all started with me because
my boyfriend Finn starting flirting with her so I retaliated out of fear."
She's so going get Santana later that bitch, "And I can't apologize enough for
it."
Leroy turns and looks at his daughter, "Finn? Is that the boy who came by a few
times?"
Rachel swallows hard she never told her Mistresses about his visits when he was
still with Quinn. Even though he was just her beard she knew she'll be in
trouble later, "Yes but I swear it was all innocent Dad. I was only helping him
with his breathing for a Glee assignment."
Leroy crosses his arms, "But did you encourage the boy even though he was with
someone else at the time?"
Rachel shakes her head, "If I did it wasn't intentional. I've made it clear
that I wasn't interested in him over the last few days."
Santana growls softly, "Yes but the jolly green giant hasn't taken the hint. He
cornered her in the mall yesterday."
Hiram scoffs, "Obviously the boy's slow he came by today looking for you. I
told him you were away for the weekend to try your cell."
Rachel face turns blank she forgot about her cell all weekend. "I told him not
to be surprised if she doesn't answer though since she forgot to check in with
me and her Dad the whole weekend." He gives the girl a mock frown, "But I
forgive her since I believe this was her first ever sleepover."
Rachel blushes leave it her Papa to embarrass her in front of these girls, "I'm
sorry Papa I guess I was too caught up with all the fun I was having."
Santana grins devilishly, "Yes we had her tied up this weekend but next time
we'll make sure that she keeps in touch." Watching her toy shift she knows her
arousal just spiked.
Leroy shrugs at the unusual choice of words and moves to the stove at stir the
boiling pot. Hiram moves to finish chopping the vegetables for the salad. Each
man assuming that the girls will be staying for dinner.
Rachel swallows down a groan when her mind flashes to her actually being tied
up today. Trying desperately to ignore the renewed throbbing between her legs,
"Yes," she has to pause and clear her throat when that one word comes out a
squeak, "yes the girls had me totally at their mercy and uh well um," she
groans stupid throbbing was making it hard for her to concentrate, "what I mean
to say is that I forgot I even had a cell phone with me. I was having too much
fun," getting my brains fucked out, "going shopping and what not."
Hiram smirks, "You actually went shopping dear? I'm surprised we have to force
you to get anything new."
Rachel blushes again, "I can't help it if I never out grew my clothes so why
waste money on things I don't need Papa."
Quinn chuckles, "That explains the reason why all your sweaters look like
something a kindergartener would wear. Because it is huh Rachie?"
"Not kinder Miss uh Fabray," trying to cover up her slip up, "I been wearing
those since third grade. And Papa I really don't appreciate you ruining my
sweaters just so I have to throw them out."
Leroy moves behind his husband circling his waist, "Although I hate the fact
you used slushing as a bully tactic we must really thank you for ruining her
god awful sweaters. It gave us all the excuses we needed to throw them away. So
please feel free to spill more on the rest without my daughter wearing them of
course."
Santana smirks bumping her hip against Rachel's, "No needs to worry sir we've
manage to convince her to throw out her old things. And whatever she doesn't I
may or may not sleep walk and take a pair of scissors to them."
She looks at the girl in question daring her to contradict her, "Of course
Santana but I," she swallows the protest that almost fell from her lips.
Hiram grins happy that his little girl had such wonderful friends now,
"Excellent now Rach why don't you take your friends up to your room until
dinners done." He stops dramatically, "Sorry for assuming but you are staying
for dinner correct?"
The girls nod smiling angelically Quinn tells them in a demure voice, "Of
course we'd be delighted too Mr. Berry."
Rachel sighs even though her core is throbbing she knows she's in for an
interesting night. Leroy grins, "None of that Mr. Berry stuff its Leroy and
Hiram, now off you go," shooing them out of the kitchen. "Dinner should be
ready in about an hour. I hope you like Chicken Alfredo and cobb salad."
Santana nods, "Yes sir that sounds delicious," turning Rachel to leave the
kitchen Quinn following behind them.
Rachel pauses for the Quinn to move ahead of her muttering, "It's the first
door on the right Mistress."
When they reach the room Quinn giggles at the big gold star with the letter 'R'
hanging on the door, "I think we would have been able to figure it out Berry."
Rachel blushes ducking her head, "Yes Mistress."
When they entered the room Rachel turns to lock the door. She hesitates for a
second before kneeling in the middle of the room. She groans when the plug
shifts teasing her backside and a gush of wetness seeps through her already
ruined panties.
Quinn walks around the room getting slightly nauseous at the bright pink paint,
"When was the last time you redecorated Berry?"
Rachel blush turns deeper, "This girl hasn't redecorated her room since we
moved here Mistress."
Quinn grunts, "I can tell Berry the pink is making me want to lose my lunch."
She smirks at the bed, "Really Berry we need to get you a big girl bed. I
almost don't want to fuck you in it, almost."
Santana smirks "Since we have an hour Berry how about you make yourself
useful," she drops her pants and brings out her hard thick cock and sits on the
edge of the bed, "And come suck me off while we wait."
Rachel moans softly crawling to her Mistress. She licks the underside of the
long prick from the base to the tip. She licks the small slit leaking pre-cum,
hallowing her cheeks she sucks in the tip her tongue swirls the mushroom shaped
head. Santana leans back moaning her hands threading through silky chestnut
tresses. Rachel grips the base of her cock slowly moving her hand up and down
in time with the bobs of her head. She slowly takes in more and more of the
delicious cock.
Santana throws her head back pushing her toy's head down helping her take her
in deeper into her throat. She says in taunting voice, "Come on Berry time for
a little snack."
Quinn sits at the desk watching she squeezes her rock hard cock through her
pants enjoying the show. Rachel rocks her hips humping the air trying to get
friction on her hard nub. Rachel pulls her head back panting she nibbles and
sucks her way down from the tip to the base of Santana's cock. She flinches
when Santana's grip tightens tugging on the roots. She urges her little toy to
take her in her mouth again.
Rachel moans complying too Santana's silent request swallowing her in inch by
inch. Once her nose touches the Latina's pelvis she pauses giving herself time
to adjust, "Oh fuck dirty slut you're getting so much better." Rachel moans
happy to please her Mistress.
Rachel bobs her head up and down slowly massaging the hard cock. Santana moans,
"That's right take it all bitch."
She thrusts her hips up hard forcing more of her cock down her throat, "Oh fuck
that's right you're my little bitch aren't you Berry." Rachel closes her eyes
nodding as best she could, "I bet you're so fucking wet thinking about us
fucking you with your fathers downstairs."
Rachel moans around the cock fucking her face, "I, oh fuck, bet you would love
for us to fuck you right here right now. I bet your slutty little pussy is
throbbing with that thought."
Rachel sucks harder slurping harder imagining her fathers' faces walking in on
her on her hands and knees getting fucked from both ends. It shamed her to
admit that it turned her on even more. She groans twirling her tongue helpless
as Santana starts snapping her hips harder.
She forces herself deeper down the diva's throat holding the toy's head still
she thrusts up harder and faster. She feels the burning ache in her abs but she
pushes through it working her hips harder. Rachel moans each time the big cock
moved down her throat. She sucks harder feeling the cock twitch knowing her
Mistress was close and started working her throat muscle harder.
"Oh shit Berry here it cums," Santana grunts her hips snapping harder and
faster. Rachel's thankful for her Mistress keeping her head steady otherwise
she'd be getting whiplash, "Swallow the whole fucking thing."
Rachel groans desperate for the salty treat, her pussy gushes ruining her
panties further. Santana grunts painting the inside of her toys throat cumming
in thick hot ropes. Rachel moans swallowing the hot gooey mess choking a little
it was so much cum. Santana hips jerk her cock twitching inside the hot mouth.
She falls back and her hands fall away from the still bobbing head. Her cock
twitches and jumps as Rachel suckles her milking every last drop.
The tiny diva coughs and gasps cleaning up the still semi hard dick in front of
her. She hears and feels rather than see Quinn sit next to Santana since her
eyes were still closed. Her eyes fluttered open and her big doe eyes look up to
her Mistress Quinn.
Quinn smirks slowly moving her hand up and down her painfully hard cock. At
some point Quinn shed all of her clothes she sits naked with her cock standing
up proudly waiting for Rachel. She pats her lap watching in amusement as her
toy scrambles up to straddle her. Quinn stops her, "Take off your pants first
Berry. How else am I supposed to fuck that slutty pussy?"
Rachel blushes she unzips her pants hastily, "Whoa slow down Berry give your
Mistresses a show." Rachel flushes making her movements more seductive. She's
never done a strip tease before but her pussy clinches thinking about giving
one to her Mistresses. "Yeah that's it Berry nice and slow," Quinn's voice
raspy and her hazel eyes now a stormy green. Rachel leaves her pants unbuttoned
running her hands up her body teases her clamped nipples.
Santana watches through hooded eyes her semi hard on twitching. Rachel brings
up her shirt showing off her well defined abs. She bites her lips whipping off
her shirt leaving her standing there with her hair messed up and half way
undressed. Her breast heaving enticing in her tight bra. She toes off her shoes
and bends forward pushing her breast together, "Hmm good girl Berry take off
the pants show us how much you liked having Mistress Santana's cock fucking
your throat."
She stands up slowly lowering her pants to reveal panties soaked through.
Santana smirks at how wet their toy got from just a blow job. She left standing
in her bra and sopping panties trembling in anticipation. She reaches behind
her back hissing when she brushes one of her more painful welts and unhooks her
bra. She lets the flimsy material drop to her feet her nipples breathe a sigh
of relief at being freed. Her Mistresses eyes glaze over and they lick their
lips waiting for the panties to drop.
She hooks her thumbs hook on the sides of her panties slowly lowering them
leaving a trail of wetness on her thighs. She stood straight her pussy leaking
on her thighs waiting. Quinn gestures for her to come closer. She walks with
trembling legs and stands in front of her Mistress.
Quinn leans forward tugging on the chain that links her clamps together. Rachel
throws her head back moaning loving the pain it inflicted. "Such a slutty
little bitch aren't you? You're already dripping waiting for me to fuck you.
Like a bitch in heat not even caring that you're daddies are downstairs inches
away from catching you."
Rachel moans nodding not able to form sentences let alone think with Quinn's
fingers playing with her clit. "Sit on my lap and face the door." Rachel turns
around positioning herself over Quinn's hard cock. She grips her hips stopping
the toy from impaling herself, "Watch the door because Berry I've unlocked it.
Let's see if you can make me cum before it's time for dinner if you can't than
your pretty little pussy won't be allowed too. Come on and show me what an
eager, slutty little sex slave you're going to be for me. "
Rachel pants groaning, "Yes Mistress this girl understands."
Santana grins at her girlfriend's devious mind and her dick twitches waiting
for the show to start. Rachel sighs holding the hard cock as she slowly lowers
herself down the hard pole. Both girls groan when Rachel impales herself fully.
Quinn stops her movements enjoying the heat surrounding her cock. She slaps her
thigh encouraging too start moving.
Rachel lifts herself up leaving only the tip inside of her feeling horribly
empty she thrusts down hard. The both grunt at the force of her thrust. Rachel
grinds her hips on Quinn's earning a small moan from her Mistress.
She tosses her head back riding Quinn's dick hard and fast. "That's it Berry
ride my dick. Fuck yourself," Quinn groans letting her toy do all the work.
Rachel breast jiggle up and down in time with her thrust, "Oh fuck Mistress you
feel so good inside." Rachel moans squeezing her walls tighter trying to get
the girl beneath her to cum.
Quinn eyes cross feeling her cock being practically strangled by hot walls.
Rachel briefly hesitates slowly lifts herself up and positions herself so that
her pussy is hovering over the head of the hard cock. Once she is in position
again Rachel sighs and begins to slowly slide herself down onto the hard cock,
the brunette moaning as she pushes first the head of the large cock inside
herself and then moaning even louder as she slides all the way down onto it.
"That's right dirty girl fuck herself nice and deep," Quinn says laughing as
she slaps Rachel's tits and rounded ass from behind. She gropes the round
mounds roughly taunting her, "Now my dirty little toy I want you to start
fucking yourself on my cock. I want to see you bouncing on my dick like the
nasty little bitch you are."
Rachel moans impaling herself on the blonde's dick faster and harder fucking
herself on that huge cock, gripping Quinn's knees for some support as she lifts
herself up and then lowering herself down onto the cock. Fucking herself on it
like her life depended on it.
Quinn moans groping the jiggling breast harder letting Rachel know that yes
she's enjoying her bouncing on her cock to try and please her.
Rachel closes her eyes forgetting to watch the door forgetting everything
except her Mistress's pleasure. She focuses only on fucking herself with the
huge dick, bouncing on Quinn's lap for the enjoyment of her new mistress.
Quinn smirks thinking that the whimpering and blushing were just adorable. She
almost couldn't believe that they actually got to do all this to the perfect
innocent Rachel Berry but she has the best seat in the whole house watching Ms.
Broadway bouncing on her cock like a whore and loving every minute of it.
Rachel's tits bouncing up and down hypnotically in time with the movements on
Quinn's cock.
"Eyes open Berry!" Quinn yells, slapping her bruised ass, "You're supposed to
be watching the door."
Rachel opens her eyes quickly whimpering, "Sorry oh fuck Mistress." Trying to
focus she continues to lift and drop herself onto the dick slow and steady.
"That's it dirty girl," Quinn moans, "Ride my big dick! I want you to ride it
like the cock whore you are!"
Rachel whimpers as Quinn spanks her bringing hand down again and again on her
sore ass making her bounce harder on her dick. Taking the hint Rachel slowly
starts to go faster and faster.
"That's it Berry" Quinn moans, "Ride that big dick like you can't get enough.
You can't can you?" Quinn tugs on the chain of her clamps, "No, you can't get
enough of my big dick or Santana's. You're a total cock whore for our dicks. So
show me Berry ride me as hard as you can you dirty slut!"
Whimpering she arches her back going faster using every ounce of her strength
to slam fuck herself on that big prick. Her whimpers melt into moans as she
finally reaches the speed which seems to satisfy Quinn. Rachel can feel her
orgasm starting to build as she continues to go up and down impaling herself on
the cock. She can't seem to find the right speed or angle and she feels her
energy depleting.
"Mistress?" Rachel says biting her lip wondering why she feels so shy all of a
sudden.
"Yes dirty girl," Quinn says grunting feeling the hot walls pulse around her.
"Could you… could you… could you please help?" Rachel moans.
"So you want me to help you fuck your pussy?" Quinn asks.
Rachel nods her head.
"Why? You're supposed to make me cum and not me make you cum," Quinn taunts
her.
Rachel whimpers, "Please Mistress please fuck my pussy."
Quinn smiles wickedly, "You're going to owe me Berry again."
Rachel begs, "Please Mistress this girl will do anything!"
Quinn smirks at Santana who was jerking off beside her, "Fine but like I said
you owe me."
Quinn takes Rachel's hips in her hands and lifts her up and slams her back down
on her cock, repeating the process, moving her hips back and forth at the same
time lifting her up and down on her cock. She made sure to slam her hips up at
the same time she is forcing Rachel down so that goes as deep and hard into her
toy as possible.
Rachel throws her head back as the pace increases crying out loudly in
pleasure. Her last coherent thought is Thank god my room is sound proof. Quinn
fucks her harder after every loud moan which in turn makes Rachel crying out
louder. Which makes Quinn fuck her harder and harder until the pace and Quinn's
hips become a blur. The only sound that was louder was the slapping of skin.
"Oh fuck oh fuck," Rachel chants as that wonderful cock hits every spot inside
of her. She rocks her hips in with Quinn's thrust praying that her Mistress
would cum soon. What she doesn't know is that shortly after the hard fucking
began Quinn felt her body racing towards climax but she held it off so she
could enjoy the wonderful pussy she was pounding.
Rachel whimpers squeezing her walls tighter around the dick that was punishing
her tired pussy she found herself trying to prevent her climax like she's been
doing the whole time her pussy was being pounded. Needing to cum even more
desperately now Rachel fights back tears of frustration squeezing and grinding
her hips for all she's worth.
Unable to hold herself back any longer Quinn leans forward thrusting impossibly
harder. Rachel grunts feeling herself being filled by that hot gooey cum. She
whimpers and slams herself down harder on Quinn's dick crying out in pleasure
and throws all her weight behind some thrusts of her own which making herself
cum hard. For a few wonderful moments she reaches a high she's never been on
before feeling overwhelmed with the pure heaven of her continuous orgasms. As
Quinn pounds into her over and over and over again.
Rachel loves every minute of it feeling like a total slut for her Mistresses.
Feeling her whole body shake and she screams loud over and over again. She
feels herself gush all over the pumping cock inside of her drenching them both
and sheets below. Finally both of their energy drained Rachel slumps back
making Quinn hold her boneless body up. Quinn wraps her arms around her slim
waist her hips still jerking up into Rachel's quivering hole.
Santana silent the whole time climbs on top of the bed unsteadily at the edge
waving her throbbing cock in Rachel's face. By reflex alone since her brain is
mush at the moment, she opens her mouth wide tongue hanging out when the Latina
grabs her hair thrusting her dick into her. She fucks her face brutally knowing
she's not going to last very long.
Rachel helpless to do anything but take it. She moans weakly her pussy
twitching with ever thrust. Santana growls throwing her head back cumming hard
down her toy's throat. Rachel feels herself cum again groaning at the almost
painful feeling as she swallows the large load greedily for every little drop.
Santana whimpers pulling out that delicious mouth and falls face down next to
Quinn. The other two girls collapse with her. Rachel rolls her head to the side
with cum and drool dripping down her chin panting trying to catch her breath.
She whimpers when Quinn shifts her weight feeling the plug and cock still
impaled inside her shift as well.
Quinn glances at the clock by the bed and smirks Rachel got them all off in
plenty of time now all she has to do is clean them off. She sighs tapping on
Rachel's thigh, "Lift up Berry."
Rachel mewls, "Please Mistress just a few more minutes. This girl loves the
feeling of you or Mistress Santana inside of me."
Quinn groans feeling her cock twitch, "Just a few more minutes Berry." Idly
tugging on the chain of her clamps.
Rachel smiles dreamy, "Thank you Mistress."
Santana groans pushing herself up and rolling on her onto her back, "Fuck Q
that was hot." She snorts, "But unless you want to get caught one of us needs
to lock the door."
Quinn snorts and blows a raspberry, "You do since Berry here wants to bask in
the afterglow."
Santana rolls her eyes struggling to get on her feet, "Lazy bitches."
Quinn laughs flipping her off her Santana just winks mouthing, 'Later' and goes
to lock the door. Rachel whimpers Quinn actually left the door unlocked there
was a real possibility that her fathers could have caught her bouncing on top
of Quinn like the slutty little girl they turned her into. She gushes again
feeling weirdly turned on by the thought of almost getting caught.
Quinn sighs knowing they have to get up soon but once she has Berry back in
their bed they all will sleep the night buried inside of her, "Time to get up
Berry." Rachel moans her protest, "Now or you'll be punished." Rachel whimpers
at that tone that gets her every time.
She struggles to sit up shifting all the objects inside of her causing a
whimpering moan. Rachel moans pathetically when she sits up forcing Quinn's
cock deeper in her still sensitive pussy. Quinn grunts willing herself not to
get hard again she refuses to sit through dinner with a raging hard on. Santana
leans against the door smirking knowing her girl was having a bit of a problem.
Rachel little whimpers escape her throat as she lifts herself up, eyes crossing
as she reluctantly removes that beautiful dick from her. With a loud pop she's
empty hating the feeling Rachel feels tears build behind her eyes. She drops to
her knees in front of her.
Quinn moans hating to lose the warmth that surrounded her cock, "You made a
mess Berry," pointing to her wet cock, "so clean up."
Rachel eagerly moves forward licking the base of her cock all the way to tip.
Santana moans seeing Rachel lick her girls cock like a fucking lollipop. Rachel
moves tasting herself as well as Quinn's cum loving the flavor. She and Santana
could be the best fucking thing she ever had on her tongue hands down. Rachel
sucks in the head determined to give her Mistress a thorough cleaning. Once the
cock was wet and cleaned Rachel drops back on her knees and starts licking
Quinn's thighs clean.
Quinn sighs smiling at Santana who was standing next to Rachel now. Santana
grins winking at her before grabbing Rachel by the hair guiding her to her
dirty cock, "You forgot some cum on me too Berry."
Rachel rushes forward before she even finished her sentence and proceeds to
give her a thorough tongue bath. Santana sighs looking down at her eager toy,
"That's a good girl Berry makes sure I'm all clean."
Rachel nods licking her slowly savoring her tasty goodness. Once she was down
she sits back on her heels looking up eyes shining with devotion. Santana sighs
letting her hand drop to her side, "Good girl Berry go clean yourself up and
get dressed you have like five minutes before your dads come and get us."
Rachel smiles, "Yes Mistress." She leans forward kissing Santana's thigh than
doing the same with Quinn's. She crawls toward the bathroom making sure to give
her Mistress a nice view of red swollen pussy and cum covered thighs.
They all arrived back down in the kitchen exactly an hour from when they first
left. But before they left her room Rachel grabbed her cell phone from her bag
she stands by the counter sighing looking at the 9 missed calls from Finn and
twice as many texts on Friday. They seemed to have doubled since Saturday. She
flushes giving the phone to Quinn.
The blonde cheerio scowls plotting the demise of Sasquatch. Santana leans over
shoulder and narrows her eyes reading all the text the diluted boy sent her
toy.
Leroy notices the girls' expressions, "Is there something wrong girls?"
Rachel swallows, "Um Finn hasn't seemed to get the message Dad and he's been
texting and calling all weekend."
Santana grunts taking the phone, "Yeah listen to this sir, 'Rachel I'm giving
you one more chance and then I'm done.' 'Rachel I don't know you think you're
too good for me it's not like anyone else is waiting in line to get with you.'
And this one he sent like an hour ago, 'Fine you know what Tranny welcome to
hell I'm going to make sure you can't walk 2 feet without getting a slushie
facial.'"
Hiram growls throwing his towel on the counter, "Who does that little shit
think he is? Tomorrow I'm marching up to that school and demanding he be
suspended."
Quinn mind was working overtime this will be a perfect opportunity for them,
"No sir let us handle him because Principle Figgins won't do a thing. The man's
useless so please let us handle this and think of it as part of our
redemption."
Santana nods, "Yes that would be a better solution all around. If you go to the
principle than Rachel would be labeled a narc and even with our influence we
might not be able to help her."
Leroy sighs a headache forming, "Fine we'll give you a shot but if this gets
worse than we'll take this all the way to the school board if we have too."
Rachel bites her lips worried about her Mistresses had planned for dead boy.
She busies herself and sets the table pausing slightly wondering where she was
supposed to sit. Quinn smirks leaning over and whispering, "You'll sit in
between us Berry."
Rachel swallows knowing this wasn't going to be a normal family dinner, "Yes
Mistress."
Once everyone was seated at the table, the four other people settled into a
comfortable conversation. Rachel marveled at how easily charmed her fathers
were by the two HBICs. Although that shouldn't have surprised her at all
considering how easy they talked her into dropping her panties and bending over
their laps. Rachel squirms trying to think of anything else but that she will
not be turned on at the table her daddies are sitting in.
Quinn glances at her in the corner of her eyes smirking slightly at the flushed
face. Her hand drifts slowly onto Rachel's lap. The girl stiffens before her
body relaxes and trembles at the light caresses. Santana grins knowing that her
girl is wreaking havoc on their toy's composure.
"Rachel? Rach?" she sees a hand waving in front of her.
She snaps out of her lustful daze, "Sorry Papa I was daydreaming." She voice
hitches as Quinn's hands moves dangerously close to her now dripping center.
"Could you please repeat what you asked?"
Hiram rolls his eyes, "Not so much asked as in informing you that next week
we'll be leaving again for a month. So tomorrow I'll call Miriam and let her
know to expect you."
Rachel bites her lips nodding but an idea popped in her head, "Papa I don't
know if that's a very good idea."
Leroy tilts his head, "And why is that Rach?"
Rachel glances at her Mistresses each had the same curious expression on their
faces. She takes a deep breath ready to play her part, "Well you see Noah and
Finn are best friends and since he seems persistent on his advances I don't
think it will be very good idea to stay with them this time around."
Hiram frowns knowing she has a point, "But you're only 15 that's way too young
to stay by yourself."
Rachel leans forward an earnest expression on her face, "But Papa I'm very
mature for my age and I promise I don't plan on having any wild parties. Please
Papa, Dad?"
Santana growls not catching on to the girl's ploy, but the subtle shake of
Quinn's head stops her from commenting.
Leroy shakes his head, "I'm sorry Rach it's not that we don't trust you it's
that you're still too young to stay alone for so long. A day maybe two would be
acceptable but not a month or longer. You know these jobs tend to run longer
than expected at times. So Noah will just have to hang out with Finn somewhere
else."
Rachel whines, "But Dadddd Noah will hate me and it's not fair I'm not a little
kid anymore." She pouts crossing her arms and sitting back on her chair.
Quinn cuts in, "Leroy Hiram if I may? I would love for Rachel to come stay with
me while you're away. Don't worry about my parents they won't mind at all." She
smiles sweetly, "As a matter of fact their away for business overseas and
Santana is staying with me. They said for me to have as many people I want over
to feel safe."
Hiram frowns, "But you're as old as Rachel how can they leave you alone like
that?"
Santana answers finally catches on and, "Well her grandmother lives a town over
and comes checks in on her every week but since her husband has a heart
condition Mr. Fabray thought it would be easier all around for Quinn just to
stay on her own this time."
Leroy looks uncertain, "I'm not sure that three teenage girls alone would be a
very good idea."
Hiram agrees, "Sorry girls but you could invite boys over and…"
Santana nods but is still smiling, "I understand where you're going with that
but since we're all family here I feel it's safe to say that Quinn and I are a
couple."
Leroy looks even more confused, "But I thought you and Finn just broke up
Quinn."
She looks down the perfect shameful expression on her face, "Yes sir this is
the main reason that I responded so harshly to Finn pursuing Rachel is because
I've been with Santana since last year but too scared to come out. I used Finn
and Rachel unknowingly threatened that."
Santana reaches over Rachel making sure to brush against her nipples, "Yes
that's why we spent all weekend trying to make it to Rachel since she's helped
us become more comfortable in our relationship."
Rachel bites back a moan, "That's right Papa I've forgiven them as they have
forgiven me and as you see boys will not be an issue. I would rather stay with
Quinn or by myself while you're away. Plus it wouldn't be fair to Noah to have
to choose between his best friend and me."
Leroy and Hiram glance at each other, "I'm still not sure. What do you think
Hiram?"
He scratches his nose leave it to his husband to leave him with all the
decisions, asshole, "We'll try it this one time but if anything goes wrong next
time it's back with the Puckermans."
Rachel claps her hands jumping up and down pushing the plug further up her ass.
Swallowing a moan, "Thank you Dad, Papa you won't regret it." she gives them
her show smile.
Santana and Quinn smile smugly a whole month maybe longer to do whatever the
hell they want with their little toy, "Thank you sir for giving us the
opportunity for Santana and I to prove ourselves to you."
Rachel smiles happily nibbling on her food basking in the proud smile her
Mistresses are giving her. Quinn places her hand on Rachel's lap feeling the
heat of her hand over the thin material of her yoga pants, "So Leroy, Hiram
what is it that you do?"
Leroy grins, "Hiram is an architect and I'm a contractor most of our business
takes us out of town."
Santana distracts the parents with questions while Quinn discreetly plays with
Rachel's clothed clit. The dull ache returns leaving Rachel a trembling mess at
the table. Quinn leans over whispering, "Eat Berry or I'll stop. If you're
quiet I'll let you cum."
Rachel nods struggling to keep her moans at bay stuffing her mouth trying to
distract herself from her Mistress's wonderful fingers doing sinfully delicious
things to her clit. Rachel scoots in her chair slouches down and spreads her
legs giving Quinn better access. Her long slim fingers pressed against her
relishing on the wetness seeping through her pants. Rachel jerks her hips up
needing more pressure muffling a groan when Quinn pinches her clit and she
stops her movements.
Quinn smirks answering Hiram's questions her fingers working her clit hard. She
stops removing her hand Rachel whimpers pitifully. She wondered what she did
wrong she was almost there. She only needed a little more pressure to tumble
over the edge. Her eyes are glazed over when she looks up noticing that her
fathers were clearing the table to set out dessert.
Hiram smiles placing her favorite ice cream in front of her, "Sorry we don't
have anything better girls but we weren't expecting company."
Santana grins, "This is fine sir we probably shouldn't even eat this Coach
Sylvester will kill us if we gain any weight."
Leroy scoffs, "Please you girls are fine don't listen to that crazy coach of
yours."
Quinn giggles going back to business fingering Rachel's hard little nub again.
Rachel moans, "This is good ice cream Dad." She rushes trying to cover up her
moan. Her breathing comes out in rapid pants as she feels herself slowly
tumbling over the edge. She stuffs her face more trying desperately to cover up
her moans and enjoy the orgasm.
When she comes down from her high she amazed how oblivious her fathers were to
what just happened but then again her Mistresses were incredibly devious and
cunning. She shakes clear the cobwebs in her brain and see the satisfied little
smirk on Quinn's face and the hungry look on Santana's.
She sighs heavily she's really looking forward to next week.
***** Playing in School *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, in this chapter dirty mindless smut. So
     kiddos enjoy and on with the show.
Rachel alarm went off at 5:15 a.m. it was earlier than usual this morning but
she had to very little time to do her regular exercise regimen today. She
rolled over hitting the snooze button wanting to rest for a few more minutes.
Her body was sore enough that she could get away with it, plus her Mistresses
were coming soon because of her early morning practice. Rachel smile lit up the
dark room at the thought of her Mistresses, who knew that giving up control to
someone else could be so freeing.
After everything she did and allowed to be done to her body, she wouldn't have
changed it for the world. In all her short life she's never felt so relaxed and
content with everything. Now she doesn't have to worry about what her future is
going to be like. No more wondering if she'll always be alone or how to behave
because she has her Mistresses now to guide her and keep her safe. The low
self-esteem she had before is all in the past now and who cares what people
think as long as she keeps her HBICs satisfied the rest of the world can go to
hell.
Rachel rolls out of bed limping her way to her bathroom. They girls used her
hard all weekend but as far as she's concerned that's just a testament of how
well she served her HBICs. Looking into her full length mirror she examines
every bruise, welt, and mark they left on her body. She feels proud of every
one, like they're painters and she's their canvas every stroke she'll wear
proudly for them. She smiles when her collar shines in the light another mark
of how she was owned my her Mistresses. She turns around to see her back,
moaning slightly when she sees the plug sticking out of her ass. She reaches
behind her pulling the plug and then pushing it back in slowly.
Rachel's swallows scolding herself; her Mistress told her that she wasn't
allowed to cum unless they made her. This is her first real order since
agreeing to become their toy, so she's not about to defy it. Rachel glares at
the wetness seeping from pussy willing herself to calm. After a few deep
breaths Rachel was able to push away the arousal she felt. Smiling in relief
Rachel removes the plug per Quinn's amended rule allowing her to remove it when
needing to use the restroom or bathing but Quinn told her to bathe this morning
so it's all good, at least she hopes.
She cleaned it before she got into the shower, hissing when the warm water
touches her healing welts. Thankful her nipples got some relief when Mistress
Santana allowed her to sleep without the clamps on. Rachel hums happily as she
got read for her day wondering what her mistresses would like for her to wear.
She chuckles feeling a little naughty as she decides to go commando, she
whistles slipping a pair of tight jeans and a tighter shirt.
She glances at the clock gasping, her Mistresses should be here at any moment.
Rachel looks at herself once more in mirror satisfied by what she sees. Rachel
gathered her things and raced downstairs in plenty of time. Rachel sits on the
front step waiting patiently for her HBICs to come get her.
She sees Santana's car pull up to her driveway and she rushes up to the car,
suddenly feeling shy as she slides into the back seat. Rachel leans over
kissing the HBICs in the cheek, lowering her eyes demurely she mutters, "Good
morning Mistresses, did you have a good night after you left?"
Santana looks over shoulder smirking at the little toy, "I had a very good
night dirty girl." She lowers her voice an octave, "Q fucked my ass so good
last night that I still can feel it right now." Quinn looks in the mirror wink
at her rakishly.
Rachel moans feel her clit throb with the picture Santana painted in her mind,
"Yes Mistress Santana that does sound like a good evening. This girl just went
to sleep right after you left, you wore her out this weekend."
Quinn snickers, "I noticed you limping slightly, was it because we just gave it
to that you good?"
The dirty little toy moans again, feeling her wetness seep into her jeans, "Yes
Mistress Quinn you and Mistress Santana fucked me so good that this girl feels
so empty without you in her."
Santana grins, "Did you put your plug back in? And did you remember your
clamps?"
Rachel shakes her head, "No Mistress as per Mistress Quinn's orders this girl
left it out for you to put it back in and yes Mistress this girl brought her
clamps."
Santana smiles getting out of the front seat and joining her in the back.
Rachel's body hums in excitement. Does this mean Mistress wishes to play with
her before practice? Rachel scoots over to make room for her Mistress.
Santana leers at her, "Lay down and take off your pants Berry!"
Rachel quickly complies with the order as her center gushes when Santana uses
that tone on her, so commanding it leaves her with no choice but to comply, as
if she would ever disobey her Mistresses. Rachel leans back spreading her legs
giving Santana a perfect view of her sopping core.
The Latina laughs when she sees her toy pantyless, "You naughty little slut!"
Santana coos cupping her wet center, "You're so wet already dirty girl, why's
that?" She dipping a finger into Rachel's wet pussy, loving the feeling of her
walls fluttering around her fingers.
Rachel moans willing her hips to stay still, "This girl gets wet every time her
Mistresses are by her."
Quinn was leaning over the head rest licking her lips at the sight in front of
her, "Really? You're such a slut for our cocks, aren't you Berry?"
Rachel moans louder when Santana moves her fingers faster, twisting to brush
against her spot, "Oh yes Mistress, this girl is a slut for her Mistresses'
cocks."
Santana grins leaning forward, her tongue taking a swipe at her wetness. Rachel
groans throwing her head back, very much aware that her fathers' could come out
at any moment and catch them. But she wasn't stupid enough to try and stop her
Mistress. She was enjoying this way too much, "Oh Mistress, your tongue feels
so good on this girl's pussy."
"I bet you would like for me to fuck you senseless before we get to school,"
Santana taunts. "Right here in front of the house your dads are asleep in."
Santana thrust her fingers harder, using her thumb to press on her clit.
Santana chuckles lightly, "I bet they would be so shock to see you in the back
of my car panting like a bitch, legs spread wide begging for us to fuck that
slutty little pussy."
"Oh yes Mistress, please fuck your cockwhore," she begs needing more than what
she's getting.
"That's right beg me like the little cockslut you are," Santana taunts. "Beg me
like the desperate little cum sucker you are."
"Please, please Mistress please fuck your little toy," Rachel begs. "Please
fuck your toy like the bitch she is." Rachel was practically screaming,
"Please, please Mistress fuck your slutty girl."
Santana takes out her fingers, causing Rachel to cry out pitifully, "Not right
now slutty." Santana teases, "Maybe I'll take you into the janitor's closet and
fuck that tight little ass or that slutty little pussy."
Rachel whimpers pitifully but otherwise doesn't protest, "Yes Mistress this is
yours to do with what you please."
Santana smirks giving Rachel's pussy a playful slap, "Damn straight dirty girl,
me and Q get to do whatever the hell we want with you, now tell me where's that
plug?"
Rachel pouts, "It's in the front pocket of my bag Mistress."
Santana rummages through her bag looking for the damn thing that's going to be
stuffed up her ass again, "Found it! Here wet the plug unless you want it to go
in dry."
Rachel opens her mouth quickly deep throating the toy. She decides to give her
Mistresses a show by moaning around the large toy. Santana and Quinn watch
under hooded eyes licking their lips, ready to replace the toy with their own
raging hard ons.
Santana moves the toy fucking Rachel's throat, the tiny toy gags a little
surprised at the unexpected move. But being the trooper she is, Rachel works
her throat swallowing the toy all the way to the base. The HBICs moan
throatily, their cocks twitch just itching to be the ones in her mouth. Rachel
smirks inwardly thinking she might have some power over the two girls that fuck
her so well.
Santana lifts her brow having a feeling she knows what the small diva's
thinking, "That's right slutty girl fuck this plug like it our dicks you're
sucking." Santana smirks when she sees Rachel's pussy gush at the thought,
"That's right slut work that throat, work it in deep."
Quinn groans squeezing her hard dick over her cheerios sweats, "That's it
Berry, suck on that dick. Choke on it slutty girl."
Rachel nods working her throat more, bobbing her head giving the girls the show
that they want. Santana trails her wet fingers working then into the puckered
hole, stretching her wider. Rachel tenses for a moment surprised but relaxes
enjoying the feeling of being stretch. Rachel tilts her hips slightly, when
Santana doesn't reprimand her she rocks her hips meeting the gentle thrusts of
her Mistress's fingers. She moans loud around the huge plug in her throat,
fucking herself from both ends.
Quinn groans knowing that their fun needs to be cut short, if they want to make
it to practice on time. "San we need to get to practice, babe so," she lets her
voice trail off but Santana got the message.
Regretfully she pulls the plug out of Rachel's willing mouth causing the tiny
toy to whimper trying to suck it back in.
Santana coos, "I know, I know our slutty little toy wants to play but we needs
to go." The plug leaves her mouth with a loud pop, "Hold your legs up." Rachel
brings her legs up to her chest automatically, "That's right dirty girl, don't
move."
Rachel hugs her legs tight to her chest, moaning when Santana scissors her
fingers stretching her hole wide. Santana chuckles at her needy little slutty,
working the tip of the plug into her slowly. Rachel moans loving the feeling of
being filled. Santana smirks as Rachel tenses struggling to try and fuck
herself on this plug. Rachel throws her head back panting, her pussy leaking
onto the seat below her.
Once the plug was firmly in place Santana sits back admiring the view. The
perky little ass in front of her was stretched wide still bruised from her
spanking this weekend. Santana licks her lips tugs Rachel's legs so she can
lower them, "Let's get these pretty tits some decoration, shall we."
Rachel groans, her nipples are going to be sore all day. Santana smiles
crookedly lifting up her shirt unclasping her bra and tossing it on the car
floor, "I don't think you'll be needing this bra right now."
Santana runs her hands up Rachel's sides up to her already hard nipples. She
tugs on the hard pebbles as she brings her mouth to one sucking hard. Quinn
moans squeezing her cock again, wanting nothing more than to say fuck practice
and climb over the seat, fucking Rachel until she passes out.
"Fuck, San we need to move this along. You know Coach will kill us if we're not
there on time," Quinn says regretfully.
The hand not occupied flips her girl off before reaching down, fumbling for the
claps. She lifts her head looking down at the stiff nipple, "I'm so fucking
sorry but we don't have more time to play like Q said, we have practice to get
too."
She claps the nipple causing Rachel to hiss at the hard pinch. Santana sucks on
her other nipple bringing it to a point as well, than clapping it too. Quinn
winks at Santana before turning around and starting the car. Santana feeling
frisky, decides to play with Rachel some more, "Berry listen up, I'm going to
play with your slutty pussy but I don't want you to cum. If you do than I'm
going to punish that ass all through homeroom and maybe first. Do you
understand?"
Rachel nods frantically, "Yes Mistress this girl understands."
Santana smirks lowering her head, "Good hold your legs up again." Rachel
quickly obeys as Santana dives into her pussy licking and sucking on her lower
lips. Rachel closes her eyes, more juices leak out of splashing Santana's chin.
Quinn watching through the rear view, moaning along with her little toy.
Santana groans piercing Rachel's wet hole with her tongue. The submissive
brunette opens her eyes to watch her Mistress bobbing her head, fucking her
tight hole with her tongue. She twirls her tongue licking the inside walls of
her aching pussy.
She moans louder seriously distracting Quinn's driving. She struggles to keep
her hips still, trying not to fuck Santana's face when she latches onto her
throbbing clit. Santana sucks it in harshly her teeth scrapping against her
hard nub.
"Oh god Mistress you feel so good," Rachel groans. "You fuck your toy so good
Mistress." Her legs trembled as Santana starts to suck on her, biting down
gently. Santana grunts feeling her dick get harder in her sweats, aching to be
inside her toy's tight, wet hole. She was so lost in the taste of Rachel she
didn't even notice that they pulled into the school already.
"Sorry babe, but you have to stop eating her breakfast now," Quinn deadpans
from the front.
Santana snaps her head back scowling at her girlfriend, "Oh you fucking bitch,
see if I fuck that tight ass during lunch today."
Quinn sneers playfully, "All I have to do is drop my spankies and you'll be in
me before I have time to bend over."
Santana chuckles lightly, "So true babe." She dives into Rachel's pussy again
sucking up some more of her delicious wetness.
Rachel moans, "Oh fuck Mistress, your tongue feels so good on this girl's
slutty pussy."
The Latina pulls her head back winking, "To be continued dirty girl, but only
if you're a good girl today."
Rachel whimpers at the lost, knowing today was going to be a long, long day,
"Yes Mistress this girl will be a good girl for you both."
With her legs still up in the air Santana leans over her giving her a bruising
kiss. Santana fucks her mouth like she fucks her pussy hard and fast. She hears
a loud snap and her HBIC pulls away from her lips cursing Quinn with words she
didn't know.
"You fucking bitch! That shit hurt," Santana growls climbing over the seat,
rubbing the back of her head.
Quinn shrugs, "I had to get your attention somehow. Look at the time bitch, we
have ten minutes and you still need to clean your face." Quinn brushes her
thumb over a wet spot smirking sucking the wetness off of her finger, "As much
as I know you like wearing our dirty girl's cum all over your pretty lips, I
don't think Coach will appreciate it."
She turns away from her pouting counterpart looking at the Rachel. The girl
still laid there with her legs close to her chest, "You, my pretty little toy
stay here and get dressed. I'm going to leave you the keys so lock up and bring
our bags when you're presentable then meet us on the field." Quinn glances at
the clock, "I'm going to be generous and give you 15 minutes, and if you're not
there then we'll have a go with the cane again."
Rachel flinches at the word, feeling the excruciating pain on her ass already,
"Yes Mistress Quinn this girl understands."
The girls wink at her before opening the door and jogging to the field. Rachel
lets her legs go, wondering if she could get away with getting herself off
before she goes to the field. Rachel sighs shaking her head, they'll know it's
like their psychic or something.
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In the field the HBICs meet up with their psycho coach, who has her damn
megaphone screaming at the cheerios already. She turns her head to see her
captains running up, "Well it's about you two got your lazy asses here." She
barks at them, "I expect my captains to be punctual!"
Quinn rolls her pointing to the Coach's watch, "Coach we got here with a minute
to spare."
Sue waves them away, "Details thunder thighs. I want you and Pamela Anderson to
take this pathetic bunch of sloppy babies and run the track." She turns
screeching at the rest, "No one stops until I pass out."
The squad groans before jogging to the track, "Move, move, move you lazy bunch
of ingrates."
Santana growls over the loud Coach, "You heard the woman move your asses before
I have you running suicides until you graduate."
Quinn takes out her sexual frustrations out on the squad, "Move your ass Taylor
or I'll have you demoted to towel girl if you're lucky!"
For the next hour the HBICs and the crazy coach run the squad into the ground.
The exhausted group falls to the ground groaning when practice was finally
over.
Brittany smiles mischievously at her best friends when she spots Rachel on the
bench following their every move. "I see you brought your little toy to watch
you practice," Brittany drawls.
Quinn shrugs her shoulders chugging a bottle of water, her brunette counterpart
whips her sweaty chest, "Yup we wanted to keep her away from the Sasquatch
today until we can make him understand that she's now off limits."
Quinn nods, "So we're going to need you to walk her to first and second period
for now." Quinn massages her side trying to relieve the dull ache there, "Uh we
need to find Puck and Karofsky so they can stand over us looking intimidating
while we talk to the mental midget."
Brittany shrugs, "That's not a problem."
Santana grins, "No playing with our toy until we give the go ahead."
Brittany laughs playfully, "Awww are you sure I can't have a little taste S,
it's been forever since I got to play with you and Q."
Quinn leers and leans over whispering, "Maybe I'll fuck you in front of Berry,
just to torture her and make her go crazy with the need to cum." She licks her
ear, getting a small shiver from the taller blonde, "Something to think about
Britts."
Brittany glares at her playfully before walking away sashaying her hips.
Unknown to the Unholy Trinity a tiny diva glares at the bubbly blonde that was
walking away from her Mistresses. She sees Quinn tilt her head to the lockers
and she gathers their things falling them as fast as she could without running
or seeming to eager.
She takes a deep breath before entering the belly of the beast. She hears the
cheerios whispering and sees their shocked expressions. She ignores them, used
to being stared at she squares her shoulders and goes to wait by Quinn and
Santana's lockers.
One particularly brave cheerio walks up to the brunette sneering, "What are you
doing here Treasure Trail? The boys' locker room is next door, so I suggest you
leave."
Rachel smooth's her face to portray a bored expression, "Gee that's so original
Tammy, I think I'm going to go cry."
The cheerio Tammy gives her a weak impersonation of a growl, "Listen Tranny no
one invited you in here so just leave before we make being slushied seem like a
walk in the park."
A bored voice sounds from behind them, "Really Tammy, under who's orders are
you going to launch this attack?"
Tammy spins around suddenly nervous, "Santana, when did you get there?" she
sneers at Rachel before continuing, "I was just telling Man Hands here that we
don't like her kind in here." She smiles looking like a puppy wanting to please
her master, if she had a tail it would be wagging.
Santana smirks, "Please continue speaking for me Tammy, just act like I'm not
here at all."
The red headed cheerio completely missed the dangerous glint in her eye, turns
to Rachel opening her mouth ready to spew more crap.
"She was kidding dumb ass," Quinn materializes next to Santana. Rachel has to
bite back a moan when she notices that both of her Mistresses are standing
there in nothing but towels wrapped around their waist. "If you were smart
you'd shut your mouth and stop speaking to and about Berry."
Rachel licks her lips, her eyes darting back and forth following a bead of
water trailing down their chest. She barely hears Santana's next statement,
"Listen up losers, if you want to join Tammy on the bottom of the pyramid go
ahead and keep talking about our new, uh friend Rachel."
A wave of chatter echoes throughout the room, "That's right bitches Berry's now
off limits. If I see one slushie thrown her way and I find out any of you are
responsible the next slushie thrown will be at you."
Quinn smirks cutting in, "Of course you won't be wearing that cheerios uniform
when you get the slushie facial."
Tammy mouth drops open, "Are you fucking serious? You're protecting Man Hands?"
Santana and Quinn growl, the latter narrows her eyes stalking her way next to
the dimwitted cheerio, "Listen up Tammy I'm giving you on last chance to shut
your fucking mouth and walk way." She backs the trembling girl up into the
lockers, "If I ever hear you talk about or too Rachel again, I'll show you
exactly how serious I am."
Santana shouts, "Alright bitches here's your new orders, I want every one of
you to be on the look of any and all slushies coming her way. I know you all
have at least one class with her, so watch out for her."
Brittany bounces in also wrapped in a towel, "Consider yourselves on the new
Hobbit Protection Detail and make sure the meat heads know that if they want to
disobey the rules they won't get in your skirts anymore."
Quinn smirks evilly, "As a matter of fact dump your boyfriends until they
realize that I'm not fucking playing about this new rules."
Santana claps her hands startling the squad, "That means now bitches! Move your
asses let's go now!"
Rachel smirks as the squads run around getting dressed, some even decided to
forego their showers. Each one wanted not to be at the bottom with Tammy, so
they snapped to attention and scattered like the hounds of hell are on their
heels.
Santana and Quinn smirked satisfied at the fear they instilled on their
cheerios, Coach would be so proud. Rachel on the other hand had a familiar
problem, meaning her clit is throbbing and her pussy is soaked. She rubbed her
thighs together trying to relieve some of the tension between her legs.
Brittany watches her smiling thinking naughty thoughts about how she could
tease the girl.
Quinn quirks up her brow, she knows exactly what her tall blonde friend is
thinking. She smiles at the girl sweetly, "Britts can you do me a huge favor?"
The blonde looks at her curious but nods, "Can you go make sure that the idiots
are doing as their told? Please?"
Brittany nods getting dressed, she looks at her playfully, "Fine but you owe me
Q and I'll collect when you less expect it."
She turns swaying her hips knowing the three girls re watching her leave.
Although two watched on in amusement and the other pouted in jealousy. Quinn
was the first one to notice Rachel's obvious discontentment, "What's the matter
Berry? You look a little green there."
Rachel blushes lowering her eyes, "Sorry Mistress Quinn but this girl got used
to having you and Mistress Santana to herself. This girl meant no disrespect."
Santana grins looking around and seeing they were indeed alone. They didn't
have to worry about the Coach because she's always in the teachers' lounge
torturing Mr. Schue at this time. She crooks her finger at her toy, "Follow us
Berry, make sure you bring our stuff."
Rachel jumped to her feet gathering the HBICs fresh uniforms and the rest of
their things, trailing after them like an eager puppy. When she reached the
office she saw her Mistresses sitting on top of the desk minus the towels. She
moans loud and licks her lips when she saw their huge cocks standing tall.
Rachel places the bags and clothes on the closest chair and dropped to her
knees crawling to the desk.
Santana squeezes her dick, "So our little dirty girl is jealous." She teases
her cock causing Rachel to pant wanting nothing more than to wrap her lips
around that juicy cock, "Dirty girl doesn't like the thought of me sticking my
big dick into a pussy that's not hers, does she?"
Rachel whimpers coming to a stop on her knees, "No Mistress this girl doesn't
want her Mistresses too fuck another pussy."
Quinn smirks stroking her dick in a lazy pace, "It's too bad you don't get to
tell us what to do, we tell you what to do."
Rachel groans watching her hand hypnotize, "Yes Mistress, this girl would never
try and tell you or Mistress Santana what to do."
Quinn smirks her hand picking up her pace, "Think of this as an incentive to
remember your place in this arrangement that we're in."
Santana winks as she drops down attaching her lips on Quinn's cock, moaning
exaggerating every sound. Rachel whimpers her hands twitching with the need to
be the one servicing her Mistresses. Quinn throws her head back tangling her
hands in the wet raven hair.
Santana groans swallowing more of Quinn's cock making sure her teeth grazed her
gentle. Quinn helps her head down further as pumps her hips, hitting the back
of her girlfriend's throat. She watch Rachel closely, smirking at the desperate
look on her toy's face. Deciding to play it up more, "Oh fuck Santana your
mouth feels so good. That's right baby suck my cock." Quinn moans, "That's it
baby your mouth is heaven."
Santana laughs around the cock in her throat, sucking harder swallowing her
deeper. She stops when her nose hits Quinn's pelvis, she gags a little before
bobbing her head faster and faster. Quinn feels her eyes cross when Santana
picks up the pace.
She hears Rachel whimpers and it sounded like music to her ears. She opens her
eyes to see Rachel's hips rock in thin air. She sees Quinn looking at and makes
a keening sound from the back of her throat. Quinn shakes her, "Just watch
Berry and pay attention." She moans hitting the back of Santana's throat, "Next
time you better remember that we're in charge. We'll fuck who we want to fuck
and there's not a damn thing you can do about it."
She moves Santana's hair into a loose pony tail in her hands, letting Rachel
see Santana give her a wet blow job. Quinn pants, "Next time you feel the need
to act jealous with our friend, I'm going to tear the skin off your ass."
Rachel groans, "Yes Mistress this girl will learn her place better."
Quinn throws her head back shooting her cum in the back of Santana's throat,
"Oh fuck baby swallow it all."
Santana lifts her head slightly out of breath, whipping the corner of her mouth
delicately. She smirks looking at her horny little toy, "Your place is to
please us dirty girl, to do whatever we want, to keep us happy." She flips
Quinn over making sure to position her so Rachel can see her dick plow into the
blonde's ass. "In turn we'll keep you protected and safe, and fuck the shit out
of all your holes. Because let's face it," she eases her hard dick into Quinn's
tight puckered hole, "oh shit, let's face it a slutty little girl like you
needs to be fucked at least twice a day."
Quinn moves her head so Rachel can see her face as Santana's takes her ass, "Oh
fuck baby you feel so good."
Santana smirks placing her hands on Quinn's slender hips, rocking gently giving
her girl time to adjust. Quinn rocks back meeting her leisurely thrust, "Oh
baby fuck my ass, please."
Rachel knows her pants are ruined at this point, her clits throbbing painfully.
She wishes she was the one bent over taking it up the ass. Santana watches her
pouty expression smiling fully before slowly picking up the pace. Soon the only
sounds in the office were the echoes of skin slapping against skin and Quinn's
loud moans drowning out Rachel's pitiful whimpers.
She watches mesmerized as she follows Santana's hips blur in pace she didn't
know the Latina could go. Every thrust lifts Quinn off her feet and slams into
the edge of the desk. "Oh fuck oh fuck," she chants.
Santana struggles to keep her eyes open so she can see every desperate
expression on Rachel's face. She's enjoying the moans and whimpers of both
girls in the room. Santana shakes away the sweat that stings her eyes, "Just
think Berry, if you didn't acted so childish this could have been you with a
dick up her ass."
Rachel whimpers rocking her hips in time with Santana's thrust, "This girl's
sorry Mistress, she'll be a good girl from now on."
Santana growls feeling herself ready to cum, but wants Quinn to fall with her.
She stops her thrust much to Quinn's annoyance, "Fuck I was so close Santana!"
"Give me a second babe," she circles an arm around her waist pulling the blonde
up to her chest. Santana walks them to a nearby chair falling in it.
"OH FUCK," Quinn yells when the fall pushes Santana's throbbing dick deeper in
her ass. Quinn's dick hard again jumps uselessly at the movement.
Santana groans adjusting her position so she can move better, "Berry do you
want to make it up to us?"
Rachel nods fast almost giving herself whip lash, "Oh yes Mistress Santana,
this girl wants to be your good girl again."
"Then get your slutty ass over here and give Quinn some love," before she even
finished her sentence Rachel already crawled over and had Quinn's cock down her
throat. "That's right dirty girl, you better make Quinn cum before I do or less
no dick for you the rest of the week."
Rachel lifts her head up, letting Quinn's cock fall out of her mouth with a
loud pop, "Yes Mistress." She promptly reattaches her lips.
Quinn unsure what to do with her hands tangles them in two pairs of brunette
heads. Santana grunts thrusting up in a steady pace while Rachel swallows Quinn
down all the way to the base. Rachel learning every trick she learned this
weekend to make Quinn cum fast.
Santana on the other hand just wanted to push them both over the edge, snaps
her hips up trying to hit all of Quinn's spot. Rachel twirled her tongue and
bit down gently on one of her favorite things. She heard Quinn above her
moaning continually and babbling nonsense. She feels her cock twitching and she
knows Quinn just needs a little more to fall over the edge. She hallows her
cheeks working Quinn deeper down her throat, massaging her with her throat
muscles.
"Oh fuck oh fuck don't stop Berry," Quinn chants bouncing on Santana's lap. "Oh
shit here it comes dirty bitch, swallow it all." With that Quinn shots her load
painting the back of her throat.
Rachel moans swallowing down the salty gooey goodness. She moves her head
leaving only the mushroom shaped head, milking it for the last few drops.
Santana was pushed over the edge seeing her girl fall over. The two HBICs sit
heaving while Rachel moans cleaning Quinn's cock. When that was clean
thoroughly she moves her tongue down to clean off Quinn's thighs because
Santana's cum spilled from her tight hole.
Rachel groans loving the way her Mistresses taste mix together. The HBICs sit
string at their dirty girl enthusiastically clean them off. Quinn finally
finding the energy to move, lifts up Rachel's head with the hand still firmly
in place, "That's enough slut, you're going to be late for first period." She
smirks at the pouty toy, "If you're a good girl I'll fuck your ass during
lunch."
Rachel nods moaning, "Yes Mistress." With a sigh of deep regret Rachel crawls
backwards slowly. She watched panting when Quinn lifts herself off of Santana's
lap, seeing that wonderful muscle fall limp on her lap. Both girls groan at the
loss but Santana enjoys seeing her stray cum trickle down Quinn's thighs again.
"Too bad we don't have time Berry because you missed a spot," Santana taunts.
Rachel whimpers begging, "This girl's sorry Mistress Santana, please allow her
to clean you and Mistress Quinn thoroughly."
Quinn grabs a tissue before shaking her head, "No can do Berry like S said we
have classes to get too. So stand up," Rachel stands up still pouty slightly.
Quinn cups her wet mound through her jeans, "Go meet Brittany at her locker and
she'll walk with you to class." Quinn adds some pressure, "And keep your phone
close because you never know when we'll want you."
Rachel moans, "Yes Mistress." She leans over kisses Quinn's cheek before
walking over to Santana and kissing her cheek as well.
The HBICs watch her hips sway seductively as she grabs her bag and walks out of
the office. "I think I'm going to call her to the janitor's closet during
second period," Quinn smirks. "I haven't had that slutty pussy in a while."
Santana scoffs cleaning her dick off with the tissue Quinn gave her, "You
fucked it last night, I on the other hand haven't fucked it since yesterday
afternoon."
Quinn shrugs pulling up her underwear and spankies, "Details San. But it's
whatever, I have a nice tight pussy to play with along with a tight firm ass,"
she smacks Santana's ass when she bent over to find her undergarments, "and I
didn't mean just Berry's, so why shouldn't I think with my other head."
Santana yelps straightening up, "Ouch bitch and I wasn't complaining so fuck
you and your tight ass." She winks to let her girl know she was playing before
shrugging on her bra. Once both girls were dressed and ready to go they leave
the office without noticing a pair of delighted eyes watching them.
The HBICs walk out of the locker room, Santana patent sneer on her face and
Quinn's trademark Ice Bitch smirk watching the sheep part for them like the Red
Sea. They see their toy trying her hardest to move past the Jolly Green Giant.
Santana growls before stalking toward them while Quinn hung back admiring the
way her hips moved in her cheerios skirt. Quinn shakes her head now is not the
time to have naughty thoughts about her girlfriend.
Santana stops suddenly causing Quinn to run into her, she looks at her
quizzically but Santana just smirks watching Rachel.
Finn wearing his constipated baby look has been dogging Rachel since he spotted
her come out of the locker area. Of course he didn't stop to think why she was
there but she chased her down the hall, "Awww come on Rach I didn't mean all
those things I said. I was just pissed, I mean I left my hot cheerleader girl
friend to be with you."
Rachel shakes her head sighing, she promised her Mistresses that she'd avoid
the overgrown child she that's what she plans to do. She speed walks her way to
Brittany's locker hoping that Finn would get the message and leave her the hell
alone, but of course Finn isn't that smart.
This is where the HBICs came in and saw Finn grab Rachel's arm pushing her into
the lockers, "Damn Rachel stop! Stop acting like a fucking baby and stop
pretending that you don't like me, because let's face it you don't have any
other options."
Rachel narrows her eyes, she doesn't like to be manhandled unless it was her
HBICs that were doing the handling not this bumbling ogre. She knows she
doesn't have the strength to push him away so she does the one thing her dads
told her to do if something like this where to occur Rachel stomps down on
Finn's clown feet causing the nimrod to yelp letting her go. Then with a
vicious sneer Rachel pulls her leg back and kicks Finn as hard as she can in
his baby dick.
"Good day Finn Hudson," she steps over the fallen boy. Her head held up proudly
leaving a shocked student body in her wake.
Finn cups his bruised ego gasping in pain, "That's it Man Hands I'm going to
make your life hell!"
Santana and Quinn saunter their way through crowd stopping net to the fallen
hero. Santana pulls out her file and leans nonchalantly on the locker, "So
douche tits it looks like Berry got you good."
Finn stands up, still hunched over, "Fuck you Satan, why didn't you help? I
thought you hated the Tranny too."
Quinn stands next to her ex smiling sweetly, "See that's what you get for
thinking Finn, this is for you and everyone else that hasn't heard, Rachel is
now off limits because she's under our protection."
Santana looks up from her nails clearly bored with him already, "And don't go
thinking you can skirt around rules puffy pyramid nipples, because we," she
points to herself and Quinn, "have made a new rule that no jock will disobey.
As of now no one is allowed to date our cheerios until they comply with this
new rule."
Quinn still smiling, "As a matter of fact they should've broken up with them by
now."
As if to confirm that fact a very sexually frustrated Puck pushes through the
crowd. He got turned down by not one but four cheerios in under 15 minutes,
because of the HBICs new rules. Man he was really looking forward to some head
before school started, "What the hell Fabray, Satan why are the cheer bitches
off limits?"
Quinn shrugs walking up to him, "Because we wanted to make the point that
Rachel is now off limits, if you want your dick sucked by any of my cheerios
then you better start playing by the rules."
Finn scoffs, "You don't have that much control over them or the jocks so fuck
you Fabray. I'm going to make sure that all you suffer…"
Puck looks at him like he's stupid, "Are you fucking serious Finn? Of course
they have this much power, duh dumbass." He turns away from his stupid friend,
"Whatever sure Quinn, I'll make sure all my players know not to fuck with my
Jewish Princess again."
Santana smirks, "Good do something else for us and by tomorrow you'll have the
cheerios back in your pants."
"Consider it done," Puck smirks.
Quinn looks at Finn evilly, "Make sure he has a very bad today, and that he
can't lay a hand on Rachel ever again."
Finn tries not to panic Puck's his best friend, it's bros before hoes right?
Puck gots his back, "Try again Ice Queen, Puck is my bro so fuck you."
Puck shrugs, "Sorry dude but I like having cheerios play with Puckzilla." He
smirks at Quinn, "Like I said consider it done." He turns around hitting Finn
with a right cross, "That's for ruining my game this morning."
Finn cried out holding on to his throbbing eye, "WHAT THE FUCK!"
Puck shrugs again, "You suck as a friend so this is a lesson on manners. When a
girl says leave me the fuck alone you go find a more welling one." He punches
Finn's nose this time. The crowd cringes at the loud crutch, "That was for
talking shit about my girls."
Quinn laughs, "Run along Chewbacca before I make Coach T kick your useless ass
off the team completely."
The whole hallway watch as Finn walks away, not sure which injury to hold on to
but none want to end up like him vow to leave the annoying diva alone.
Santana speaks up again, "Since we're on the subject of a bully free experience
for Rachel let it be known that if anyone has the idea to test our orders,
what's going to happen to Hagrid will look like a vacation compared to what I'm
going to do to you."
The crowd stood uneasy at the new social order each one wondering who will be
the new favorite target of the jocks. "Meeting over bitches so disperse,"
Santana crackles like an evil queen when the peasants ran away clearly afraid
of angering the HBICs.
Quinn watches her girl who was enjoying herself way too much, "You know what
you have to do Puck, so get to it."
Puck scratches his head confused, "So can I ask a stupid question first?"
Santana sneers, "You already did Puckerman."
Puck flips her off and lowers his voice, "So are you fucking Rachel?"
Quinn shrugs, "What makes you think that?"
Puck smiles cocky, "Because you have that look on your face like you did when
you two were banging Brittany." Santana looks at Quinn who shrugs dismissively,
"I knew it! You two had a piece of some fine Jewish ass, tell me how was it? I
mean I was drunk with her that one time and I don't remember most of it."
They weren't too concerned about Puck knowing about their unusual relationship
with Rachel, because under all that doucheness he was really a good friend of
theirs. Puck was the first to know about Santana's mini me because they've been
friends since they were crawling around in diapers. He found out by accident
about Quinn's third leg, when he walked into Santana's house one day and caught
them in an awkward position. Meaning they were double teaming their leggy
blonde friend. Of course he was upset that Quinn was using his boy as a beard
but quickly realized that he was an asshat. The only thing that really upset
him was that they both were bigger than him.
It didn't even faze him that they like to tie up and spank Brittany, mainly
because he begged and pleaded to watch. Which they never allowed him to because
they like to torture the boy.
Quinn leans over whispering seductively in his ear, "That's something you'll
never know, but hmm damn that's all I can say."
After that Puck moves into his happy place with images of the HBICs and Rachel
frolicking naked in his mind, "Damn Q your harsh." He moans pathetically, "Hmm,
okay I'm back. I'll just file that away for the bank later, but seriously does
she know about your other uh likes?"
Santana shrugs, "Yup, and that's all I'm going to tell you Puckerman. Just be
thankful for the fact that you banged her before we had our eyes on her, or
you'll be sorrier than Hudson. "
Puck leers at her, "That's all I needed to know Satan, I have a vivid
imagination. And message received Rachel is a no fly zone like Britts, no
problem Satan. I got enough girls to play with Puckzilla so I just want to
watch one time." He pouts giving them his best puppy dog face, "Please?"
Quinn shakes her head chuckling, "Go away Puck and make sure the jocks fall in
line."
Puck backs away smirking at his Lesbros, whistling happily with all the
material they supplied for him. Quinn watches her friend leave, if anyone ever
told her that when she moved here back in junior high that Puckzilla would be
one of her best friends she'd laugh in their face. Then she'd have Santana give
them a swirly for being so stupid, but here she is five years later with
Puckerman knowing all of her secrets and actually keeping them.
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Rachel drifted through the morning classes in a fog, the only thing grounding
her was the plug in her ass. Every time she sat down she felt it move deeper
into her. The nipple clamps started out painful but as long as she didn't touch
them it faded into a dull ache.
Rachel was used to having people point and laugh at her, she just shrugged it
away and called it practice for when she was Broadway. She was used to people
spreading rumors about her, she just shrugged that away because obviously
people were jealous of her talent. While she was going to leave Lima in a cloud
of dust, while most of these sheep were going to stay here and become Lima
Losers like their parents. But Rachel Berry wasn't used to people tripping over
themselves to hold open doors and actually speak to her like a person instead
of a bug underneath their shoes. She definitely wasn't used to the cheerios,
her biggest tormentors following her around like puppies begging for attention.
But she was used the glares she was receiving from her fellow Glee clubbers.
They obviously heard about Rachel being taking off the chopping block and they
obviously are wondering if they will be put back on it. Kurt and Mercedes were
the loudest ones, vocalizing their displeasure. They claimed that she's
blackmailing the HBICs into doing what she wants. Another of their more
entertaining theories was alien abduction but they never got close enough to
ask, every time they tried a cheerio or jock was there to make them behave.
They almost got her when the bell rang ending third period, Rachel was in a
rush to get to her Mistresses for lunch. She was practically skipping her way
to the auditorium, when Mercedes step in blocking her path. The black diva
grabbed ahold of her arms and pushed her into the closest bathroom before she
could protest.
Rachel glares at her and Kurt, smoothing down the wrinkles in her shirt,
"Honestly Mercedes, did you have to manhandle me?"
Mercedes crosses her arms, her attitude on display, "Nuh uh Ms. Thang you got
some explaining to do. What's with the guard dogs all of a sudden?"
"Is this why you turned down Finn?" Kurt demands, "Because your screwing one of
the head cheerios?"
Rachel smirks, "It's really none of your concern guys so I'd suggest you drop
it."
"Or else what Man Hands? You're going to sic one of your guard dogs on us,"
sneers Kurt.
Before Rachel could say anything they hear a toilet flush. The other two diva
goes noticeably pale even Mercedes, when an amused Santana walks out of the
stall. Rachel ducks her head grinning when the two drama queens hold their
breath waiting for Santana to blast them. But she hands at the sink leisurely
washing and drying her hands ignoring them.
She turns smirking evilly at the divas when she was done, "Are you ready for
lunch Rachel?"
The smaller brunette smiles back at her nodding, so Santana gestures to the
door. Rachel gives the divas one last smirk before going to the door, Santana
pauses before she leaves saying over her shoulders, "I have it on good
authority that you two have pe next period. I also have it on good authority
that Coach plans to play dodge ball all week. Unless you two want to become the
moving targets the rest of the week I'd leave Rachel alone."
She opens the door, "I have three cheerios and one baby cheerio in that class
so don't think I can't make it happen." She leaves two very troubled divas
pondering her words.
Rachel waited leaning by the door for her Mistress to come out humming happily
at the thought of spending time alone with them for the first time all morning.
Okay so maybe she had a little time after their practice but it just wasn't
enough. Rachel fell in step beyond Santana her body buzzing in excitement.
When they enter the auditorium they saw Quinn already there on stage with their
lunch ready to eat. Quinn chuckles at Rachel's child in a candy store
expression, "It's about time girls, I thought you got lost or something."
Santana laughs jumping up next to her, "I was in the bathroom when I heard
Berry being blitz by Toyota and Porcelain."
Rachel stands unsure of where to sit when Quinn pats the stage on the other
side of her, "Yes Mistress Mercedes grabbed this girl on the way here and
dragged her to the restroom."
Quinn shakes her head, all morning she's been hearing stories about how the two
divas were demanding answers, "Really what did they want to know?"
Rachel ducks her head feeling shy all of a sudden, "They wanted to know why you
and Mistress Santana were being nice to this girl, if this girl was screwing
you both."
Quinn laughs, "Well they got one thing right we did screw you all weekend."
After that the HBICs plotted their next move on Finn and the nosey divas. They
feed Rachel as they talked and planned. Once they were done eating Rachel
packed away the food humming under her breathe. She felt one of her Mistresses
behind her kneading her ass. Rachel moans dropping down to hands, "We saw the
confrontation you had with Finn this morning," Santana's voice raspy in her
ear.
"Yes Mistress this girl tried to get any from him but he kept following me,"
Rachel rocks back in her hands.
"I know, you were such a good girl for us we decided to reward you," Quinn
moves to kneel in front of Rachel. "This isn't your reward, you'll get that
tonight consider this a small teaser." In the short amount of time she was
distracted her Mistresses managed to undress without her noticing.
Santana smack her ass playfully, "Take off your clothes quickly and get that
pretty pussy on Quinn's dick."
Rachel strips out of her clothes in record she looks over to Quinn and sees her
Mistress wordlessly beckon her over. Rachel crawled up on her lap until she was
on top of Quinn, her pussy hovering over the huge cock. Her mistress grabbed
her gently by the hips and lowered her down onto the her throbbing member.
Rachel was so wet from the earlier that the Quinn didn't even need to be gentle
but it warmed her heart to know that her mistress seemed cared about her so
much. She was well stretched out from the weekend of none stop fucking that
Santana was able to slide the plug out of her with ease, she put it close by
wrapped in a Rachel's shirt.
Quinn waited patiently for Santana to position her cock ready to enter Rachel
from behind. She moaned loudly as Quinn's finger played with her clit. "Ok,
dirty girl you get to cum as much as you want for being such a good girl,"
Quinn said.
Santana stroked her cock as she moved to enter Rachel's ass, she took a moment
to savor the moment and then push forward moaning at the feel of the tight heat
around her.
Rachel threw her head back moaning as her ass hole stretched around the tip of
Santana's large cock until finally her back door opened to allow her entry,
sliding her shaft into Rachel's butt slowly.
She and Rachel simultaneously let out a gasp, more from pleasure than pain
because after a whole weekend of almost non-stop butt fucking at the hands of
her Mistresses Rachel's ass was well-prepared and relaxed around the head
sooner than she would have thought.
When her ass hole had properly relaxed Santana slid an inch or two inside her
rectum before stopping to give Rachel unneeded time to relax again before
sliding a few more inches inside her increasingly well stuffed butt. Just when
Rachel was beginning to wonder whether or not Santana was going to finish
sliding her massive piece of meat inside her back door, she felt Santana's
thighs come to rest against her buttocks announcing that her Mistresses are
ready to fuck her until her brains turned to mush.
Rachel snuggled her body closer to her blonde Mistress, who she had been
pressed up against during the anal invasion, and prepared herself for the butt
fucking to come.
Believing that she had given Rachel enough time to adjust Santana began to
slowly slide herself out of Rachel's back door before slowly reinserting
herself and repeating the process. It didn't take her long to build up a steady
pace, fucking Rachel's ass as gently as she possibly could. Which was torture
for her because that tight little ass hole seemed to just be screaming at her
to pound it as hard as she could.
Rachel relaxed her ass around the huge shaft and allow her Mistress Santana to
fuck her without trouble. Her Mistress Quinn just held her body, pressed up
against the blonde's as she's gently running her hands up and down Rachel's
back and cooing in her ear as she held her tight. Quinn hadn't moved her cock
an inch inside her pussy, allowing Rachel to enjoy her ass being fucked by
Santana's big pole but now the brunette was craving a fucking from both of her
holes. Not only that but her back passage had relaxed enough so that she not
only wanted both her holes to be fucked, she wanted both her holes to be fucked
hard.
"Oh please Mistress fuck me, fuck my ass! Please fuck my ass with your dick!"
Rachel moaned, beginning to push herself backwards against Santana.
"It's just not Santana you should be asking Berry," Quinn said firmly, "It's me
too, or did you forget who else owns you?"
"This girl's sorry mistress," Rachel whimpers, lifting her head so she could
look her owner straight in the eye, "This girl's so horny she forgot her place,
please spank her for forgetting her place Mistress."
"Later, I promise," said Quinn with a smirk on her face, "but first I want to
hear you beg us to give your slutty little ass the fucking a cockwhore like you
deserves."
Rachel didn't hesitate, "Oh please Mistresses please fuck me. Please Mistresses
fuck this girl hard, she belongs to you and only you. Please fuck your toy."
Hearing enough Quinn looked over Rachel's shoulder to Santana and said, "You
heard our bitch, fuck her slutty little ass hard!"
Not needing to be told twice Santana began to steadily increase her pace inside
Rachel's ass listening carefully to her moans for the slightest sound of pain.
Hearing none she soon found herself pounding into her tight puckered hole. Her
ass hole was so wonderfully tight and the friction of it squeezing on her dick
as she slid herself in and out of Rachel's back door was amazing.
Quinn smirked at her toy's continuous moans spurring her into action, Rachel
focuses on her pussy now as her mistress began thrusting her hips up and down,
moving her hard cock inside of her in a steady rhythm to matched Santana stroke
for stroke.
At this point Rachel was beyond coherent thought as the double fucking made her
moan in pleasure as she rode herself back and forth on the huge cocks inside
her. One in her ass, one in her pussy but both giving her tremendous pleasure.
It was all too much and she became overwhelmed by it, screaming out loud in
pleasure as she rode those girl pleasing dicks for all she was worth.
It wasn't a struggle for Quinn to keep up with the thrusting, she managed to
set an even faster pace. She loved the sight of her toy writhing in pleasure.
The sight of her dirty girl's pleasure as well was almost too much, she felt
the pull in dick but she managed to hold off. She wasn't ready to stop just
yet.
Santana was having a similar problem with Rachel's ass choking her dick so good
that she was almost ready to blow her load. But like Quinn she managed to hold
off, this was supposed to be a reward for Rachel. They couldn't very well cut
it short by cumming too soon, now could they?
In all fairness she was doing all right until Rachel started to go crazy,
thrusting herself back against her. The sound of her pelvis smacking against
Rachel's soft yet firm ass cheeks and the sweet music of her extremely loud
moans danced in her ears, as Rachel's ass clamped down on her dick creating the
tightest vice like grip she had experienced in any hole. This cause Quinn too
go crazy as well thrusting deep into her toy, feeling Santana's cock on the
other side of that thin layer of skin that separated them.
This was the thing that sent Rachel over the edge and she came, creaming over
Quinn's dick as she rode the two cocks through her orgasm, after another, after
another. As stars flew passed her eyes and her body rocked violently Rachel
desperately squeezed down on the invading cocks, trying to keep them both
inside of her.
This set the off the her Mistresses, they filled her up with their hot thick
cum. Santana thrusted in her with jerky uncoordinated movements, determined to
squeeze a couple of more orgasms out of her. Rachel falls forward moaning
weakly as another orgasm crashing into, just couldn't do much but take it as
her Mistresses pounded into her holes.
Finally Santana stops falling onto Rachel's back, Quinn blindly fumbles for the
plug. She grunts victoriously and hand it over to Santana. The Latina lifts
herself and pulls out of her toy's ass, she hears Rachel whimper at the loss,
before any of her cum could leak out Santana eases in the plug. Santana rolls
over and lays on her back, still out of breathe.
"Thank god for all the insane workouts Coach makes us do or else I think I
would have died by now," Santana chuckles.
Quinn runs her hands over Rachel's back feeling extremely lazy and satisfied,
just grunts in agreement.
Santana rolls over snickering, "You lazy bitch." She smacks Rachel's ass, "You
get off Berry, I know that I little slutty girl like you can just sit on
Quinn's cock all day but we have to get to class."
Rachel smiles at her Mistress' playful tone, "Yes Mistress." She sits up moving
both objects stuffing her holes. Rachel lifts herself up slowly savoring the
feeling of Quinn's cock leaving her quivering pussy.
Rachel sings softly as she dresses and watching her Mistresses through the
corner of her eye. She follows behind them skipping happily, she can't wait for
later when they give her, her reward for being a good girl.
***** Her Reward *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own Glee no matter how much I dream about it at
     night. Oh wow hi everyone, can I say how extremely sorry I am for not
     updating for so long. I was sideline by a lung infection not long
     after the last update and just when I thought I kicked it's ass it
     came back and bit me in the ass hard. So hard that I had to spend
     another few days in the hospital. So please, please don't kill me. A
     good thing about having so much time on my hands is that I was able
     to go back and do some serious editing on all my stories. So if you
     go back and reread it you'll see that my mistakes have been
     corrected. Hopefully I got all of them and the stories flows better
     now. Okay the same warnings as always, smut, smut, some BDSM, and
     then more smut. As always thank you guys for your awesome support.
     Okay kiddies on with the show.
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After lunch the world of McKinney High remained relatively quiet for Rachel,
after her Mistresses laid down the new rules it seems like everyone that
tortured her were now tripping over themselves to please her, or rather please
her Mistresses. She smirks, her Mistresses has all the sheep in this school
acting like their bitches. Rachel looked at her phone for the umpteenth time
since leaving her Mistresses after lunch, she's hoping that they'll have need
of her before school let out. She sighs going to the library for her free
period, but this will give her time to daydream about her reward tonight.
Rachel ended up daydreaming the whole period so when the finally bell rang
Rachel was surprised to find that she got no work done. The tiny brunette sighs
gathering her things, happy that she would be with her Mistresses soon. She
wonders if she could switch around her schedule so she could have more classes
with them. She hugs her bag to her chest, she'll run it by the HBICs later to
see if this would be acceptable.
Rachel walked into the choir room with an extra spring in her step, in another
hour or so she'll get the surprise that her Mistresses had promised her. She by
passes her usual sit up front and opt to sit in the back to keep them away from
prying eyes. When Finn came into Glee after football practice, he looked pretty
beat up and pouty. He glared at the tiny toy as she sat demurely waiting for
her Mistresses to come in. She smiled at him innocently as his tiny brain tried
to come up with some kind of insult.
The tiny diva was practically bouncing in excitement when Santana and Quinn
sauntered into the room. Santana looks over noticing Finn's battered face,
smirking at the boy, "You look a little worse for wear there man boobs. So I'm
guessing that practice didn't go to well for you, huh?"
Finn tries to glare but he ends up looking constipated instead, "I don't know
why you're suddenly defending the school's biggest loser but once I figure it
out, you two are going to pay."
Santana rolls her eyes, "I'm shaking in my spankies Finnept and from the looks
of it you're two seconds away from being the newest loser."
Quinn giggles evilly, "If you even try you over grown marshmallow, then I'll
have to make sure the whole school finds out about your early arrival issues."
Her giggles turn into a full belly laugh at Finn's embarrassed face.
Rachel smiles adoringly at her blonde Mistress, before her evil streak scared
her but now everything the HBICs do turn her on. Santana grins sitting next to
their toy, "It's sad really on how fast you lose it. Five seconds is the record
isn't Q?"
Rachel coughs to cover up her laughter, staring at her lap. Sigh, her
Mistresses are so damn sexy when they're evil. Quinn nods sitting next to
Santana, "Yes and we were only kissing, that's just pathetic." She says in a
mocking tone, "I bet the other meat heads would love to find out all about it."
She tilts her head to the side, "I think that I can get Jewfro to post it in
his blog."
Rachel looks up to find hazel eyes staring at her intently, feeling a hot surge
shooting straight to her core. She swallows her eyes following Quinn's tongue
as it licks her plump lips. And just like that, Rachel is wet and aching for
her Mistresses to claim her over and over again.
Santana snickers, "I know the little freak would love to get some payback on
all the swirlies you gave him in middle school."
Rachel laughs behind her hand, enjoying the fact that her Mistresses are
defending her like they promised. The Gleeks laughed were at him as well,
making snide comments on his, uh issues.
Finn glares kicking over the chair in front of him, "Screw you Satan, you're
nothing but the school slut. Keep laughing losers, you're all going to get it,"
he stalking out of the room.
Santana calls after him, "I'm positive that I won't feel anything, so give me
some warning that way I can get my shots before hand."
Finn grunts something back but her attention was already turned to her slutty
little toy, smirking deviously when she decides to take a page from Quinn's
book. Rachel gulps nervously wondering what her Mistress had planned for her,
but whatever it is she sure that she's going to enjoy every moment of it.
Will passes him coming into the room late like always, "Whoa, what happened?
Finn where are you going? Practice hasn't even started yet." He looks at the
rest of the club, "What did I miss?" The Gleeks shrug innocently because they
all secretly love the fact that the obnoxious boy was taking down a notch,
finally. Will sighs, "Come on guys we're supposed to be a team and help each
other, not tear one other down. The rest of the schools does that enough."
Mercedes whispers to Kurt, "Funny how he only says that when the golden boy is
the one getting dissed."
Kurt high fiving his best diva, "Preach sister."
Will shakes his head going to his lesson for the week while the three girls
tune him out. Santana glances around making sure at that no one was watching.
Deciding that the coast was clear, she places her hand on her dirty girl's leg
uncrossing them. Rachel's breathe hitches anticipating her Mistress's touch.
Santana brushes her hand along the seam of her crotch. Rachel whimpers when she
feels pressure on her clit.
Santana whispers, "Shhh if you make noise than I'll stop."
Rachel swallows, whispering low enough only so she can hear, "Yes Mistress."
Santana shrugs off her letterman jacket and then throws it across Rachel's lap.
She starts to unzip her pants slowly. She works her hand into Rachel's pants,
playing with the wetness she finds there. Her dick instantly hardens, wanting
to say fuck it and bend her toy over the piano and show everyone who she
belongs too. Rachel is in heaven or hell depending on how you look at it. She
wanted nothing more than for her Mistress to fuck in front of the whole cub,
but unfortunately for Rachel she's seems content to just teasing the poor
little toy.
Quinn looks over wondering why Santana was so quiet when she notices that her
hand was underneath her letterman. Quinn smirks figuring out quickly what the
Latina was up to. She felt her dick harden thinking about the delicious wetness
she knows that can be found between those long legs. She crosses her legs
adjusting the large bulge in her spankies.
Rachel bites her lips wanting to moan at how good her Mistress was making her
feel, but the same time she wanted to cry because Santana teased her to the
edge of an orgasm. Only to deny her letting fall off the edge. By the time Glee
was done Rachel was a trembling throbbing mess. When Santana removed her hand
and discreetly licked her fingers clean Rachel wanted to cry at the loss but
she know better the say anything. She wants desperately to be the one licking
her Mistress clean.
They wanted until the room emptied out before Santana pulled her into a
punishing kiss Rachel left gasping for breath. But before she could catch her
breath, Rachel was pulled in by Quinn for another bruising kiss. The tiny toy
moans helpless as her Mistress dominates her mouth. She whimpers pitifully when
Quinn pulls away, laughing lightly as Rachel tries to follow her lips for
another kiss.
"Hmm not now dirty girl," Quinn scolds her playfully. "You'll have to wait
until we get you home for more."
Rachel pouts lowering her eyes so they couldn't see the disappointment in them,
"Yes Mistress."
The HBICs smirks leading their still somewhat dazed toy to the car. The girls
drove quietly but fast to Quinn's house. Once inside Rachel didn't even have to
be told to striped because she was naked and kneeling before the even door
closed. Santana and Quinn worked quickly replacing her gold collar and other
with her leather ones.
Rachel kneeled at their feet waiting for her orders, Quinn lifted her chin. Her
hazel eyes dilated already, "Go up to the room and bend over the bed. I want to
see your ass pointed to the door waiting for us."
Rachel scrambles up the stairs a half a second after the last word leaves
Quinn's plump lips. Her knees were getting used to the hard stairs so they
didn't protest that much anymore. Quinn and Santana watched amused at their
toys obvious excitement. They change out of their cheerios uniforms into tight
black leather pants and red and white corsets they secretly bought before the
weekend. Quinn watches her girl bend over admiring her tight ass licking her
lips as Santana zips up her high heeled, thigh high black boots.
Santana feels Quinn's intense gaze, looks up smirking as pushed her breast
closer together to give her girl a better view. Quinn growls as she throws
Santana on her knees pushing the tight pants around her ankles. Santana pants,
pushing her ass back against Quinn's hard dick, "What about Berry's reward?"
"She can wait like a good girl but right now I need my girl," Quinn leans over
biting the Latina's ear.
Santana moans forgetting all about their toy the minute Quinn's tongue takes a
swipe at her hole. Forgetting everything but Quinn's wonderful wet muscle
giving her an amazing rim job. Santana moans desperately pushing back wanting
to take that tongue in deeper. "Please baby," Santana begs, "fuck me."
Quinn smirks impish, playfully nibbling on her left cheek, "What was that
baby?"
Santana drops her sweaty forehead onto the plush carpet, arching her back,
"Please fuck me baby!"
Unable to hold off any longer, Quinn takes one last lick of Santana's tasty
ass. Kneeling Quinn fumbles with her tight pants lowering them just enough to
pull out her hard dick. She lines up her throbbing cock and with one thrust
she's in Santana's tight ass and enters her slowly. Santana closes her eyes
pushing back trying to get her to move faster, "Nuh uh baby my rules." Quinn
taunts, "You got to fuck my ass how you liked it in school now it's my turn."
Santana moans, "You're such a fucking tease."
Santana clutched the carpet as she lets her girl set the pace. Quinn smirks
finding a slow steady rhythm, loving the way Santana's wall clinch tighter and
tighter choking her dick. Savoring that simple fact Santana allowed her to use
her anyway she wants, knowing that her girl trusts her not to hurt her the way
so many people in their life have before. Slowly she quickens her pace, loving
every breathy moan and sigh that fell from her girl's pretty little mouth.
After a few more strokes Quinn's hips came to rest against her ass cheeks.
Quinn takes off her corset then Santana's and just when Santana was about to
start whining, Quinn pulls her to a kneeling position. Pulling her head back in
an awkward angle, Quinn kisses her deeply. Quinn wraps an arm around Santana's
slight waist while Santana reaches up tangling her hands in Quinn's soft hair.
For a while both girls kneeled almost as still as statues, the only movements
were their lips and tongues stroking each other gently. Quinn pressed their
bodies tighter together until her bare breasts were pressing into Santana's
back.
Santana's neck started to feel strained as she could kiss the other girl
softly, she pulls back "Please baby." She pushes her hips back barely moving a
fraction of an inch.
Quinn nods her head, "Yes. Okay baby."
Receiving the answer she wanted Santana kisses Quinn's cheek, lower her hands
and reaches back to grab the blonde girl's hips and slowly began grinding on
Quinn's hard dick. Quinn's head falls onto the Latina's shoulder pulling out a
few inches before slowly trusting back and then repeating the process.
The whole time Santana was whimpering softly and biting her lips as she gripped
tightly on Quinn's hips. Quinn slowly picked up the pace, widening their stance
as much as she could so she wouldn't knock them over. She listened to every
breathy moan and whimper that fell from Santana's lips. A strong rush of
pleasure that was sent throughout Santana's body when Quinn adjusted her angle
hitting a new spot. A loud was forced a moan from her lips which made Quinn
smirk into her sweaty skin.
"You like that, huh?" Quinn said, glee evident in her voice.
"I... I... I don't know. I guess. Maybe. I... I don't know." Santana teased
with a grunt.
"Well..." Quinn said, slowly pulling out further than ever before and then
thrusting back harder, causing Santana to let out a half gasp, half moan,
"We'll just have to do a little more... experimenting."
On the word experimenting Quinn gave Santana another hard thrust, her girl
letting out another encouraging half gasp, half moan in the process. Over and
over again Quinn did this, randomly giving her butt a quick thrust in between
all the slow and steady ones. Each time Santana's moans became louder and
louder. The sound she makes after every thrust, the moans, groans and whimpers
were starting to sounding like the sweetest music to Quinn's ears.
Despite Santana's poor attempts to cover up the sounds, Quinn heard every
single one. Neither girl was sure how long the slow fucking lasted but it felt
like hours as Quinn continued to have her fun. Santana continued with the need
to beg for more but held back. Even though it was clear to Quinn that Santana
was ready for something a little harder but the blonde wanted her girl to ask
for it. Over and over again.
Quinn smiled softly kissing her shoulder, "Do you want more?"
"More? I don't think you have it in you Q," Santana teased trying to ignore the
fact that her dick was painfully hard and that she needed to cum.
"More. Harder. Faster. I can give you more than you can handle," Quinn offered
huskily, nibbling on her shoulder.
Santana closed her eyes, let out a moan, and then softly breathed, "Oh fuck it.
Yes give me more baby."
Quinn could have been satisfied with that, but she wanted no needed to hear her
say it, "Yes what? What do you want? Tell me."
"I... I... mmmmmore. Give me more. Oh, harder, take me harder, do me faster."
Santana moaned unable to take the slow pace anymore.
Quinn considered accepting that, but again pressed the issue, "Not good enough.
What do you want me to do to you?"
Santana thought for a moment, and then whimpered before opening her mouth
completely forgetting about her pride, "F... fuck. Fuck me. Fuck my ass. Oh god
Quinn, I need it so bad. Oh please... just fuck me. Fuck my ass. Fuck it. Fuck
it as hard as you can. Please, oh please Quinn, I need it harder, please fuck
me, fuck my ass."
Hearing Santana finally say what she wanted to hear was enough for Quinn. She
let her unoccupied hand drift toward Santana's straining cock and tightened her
grip on the younger brunette's hips and started doing what both girls wanted
her to do so badly, fucked Santana's ass harder.
Being sure not to give the other girl too much too soon Quinn was slow to pick
up a rhythm but the first slightly harder thrust had Santana moaning loudly in
appreciation. Quinn wanting to hear that sound again picking up her pace until
the sound of skin slapping skin drowned out Santana's moans.
Santana was so damned horny that she almost reach down and pushed Quinn's hand
out of the way so she can finish the job herself but she's guessing Quinn
sensed this because she squeezed her dick hard enough to have Santana's hips
bucking back driving Quinn's cock deeper and deeper into her ass. Quinn groaned
loudly in her ear moving her hand and hips faster and faster. Even if the all
the moaning, groaning and whimpering wasn't enough of a giveaway the thing that
really let Quinn know that Santana was close, it was the other girl's swearing.
Sure, after Santana dropped the F-bomb before but switched to more PG-13
swearing, mostly consisting of the cutest little cries of 'oh my god' and
'Quinns', but now the F-word was all that Santana seemed be able to say. It
caused Quinn to grin wider and fuck the other cheerio harder.
Despite the very pleasurable reward Santana seemed to work even harder to keep
her swearing a minimum because she wanted to see what Quinn would do. So Quinn
decided to make this a game and was determined to make Santana swear. She
slowed down to only semi fast pace which made Santana bite back a whimper, but
Quinn heard it. She waited a little while and then finally Santana let out the
F-bomb and it earned her a few hard thrusts before Quinn cruelly slowed down
again. Using this as an incentive, it wasn't long before Santana was swearing
like a sailor completely forgetting that she wanted to win their little game.
Becoming lost in the heat of the moment Santana began thrusting back against
Quinn's thrusting hips, driving her big dick harder and faster into her own
ass.
Seeing Santana's shameless desire for a harder pace turned the fire that had
been slowly burning inside of Quinn into a raging inferno. The slightly older
girl starting picking up the pounding pace as she again asked, although this
time it was rhetorically, "You like that San? You like me fucking you? You like
me fucking you hard? You do don't you? You like me, Santana, fucking your
ass... fucking your ass with my dick! Don't you? Don't you?"
Santana's nails dug into Quinn's hips as she screamed out, "Yes, yes, yes! I
love it! Give it to me! Oh Q, fuck me! Fuck me! Oh fuck! Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck
my ass! Oh yes, oh, fuck my ass with your big dick."
"That's right San, my dick! It's my dick in your ass! My dick and nobody
else's," Quinn grunts moving her hips in a blinding pace. "I'll always be your
first, and you will always be mine! You're mine San and don't you ever forget
it!"
Santana cries out, "Yes, I'm yours Q! I've always been yours! I'm yours baby!
You can do anything you want to me! Anything! Because I'm yours!"
"Mine," Quinn repeated softly before she went into overdrive. It was true.
Santana belongs to Quinn, but it was ok because she belongs to Santana's too.
The overwhelming pleasure Santana was experiencing made her body crashed over
the edge into a monster climax. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and
her body went numb as she let out a loud scream that Quinn was sure the
neighbors heard. She came harder then she'd ever had before shooting her cum
all over her stomach and the floor. Quinn wanted to hold off longer but she
followed her girlfriend almost blackening out. Santana collapse, falling on her
face onto the floor. Her weak arms barely stopping her before she busted her
nose but she kept pushing her ass up so Quinn could continue to fuck her,
riding out their orgasms. Eventually she was forced collapsing on Santana's
back stopping but she stayed there enjoying the way Santana's walls spasmed
around her twitching cock. As the two of them gasped for breath Quinn kissed
her back and stroked her sides until their hearts slowed down.
"Oh god," Santana chanted over and over again. She doesn't know what got into
Quinn but she sure as hell loved every fucking minute of it.
Quinn pulled out gently making both girls groan at the loss and rolls to the
floor on her back. Santana groans stretching out her legs and lies on Quinn's
chest. The couple lies on the floor until their breathing regulates. Quinn
starts giggling, "Do you think Berry heard us?"
Santana smirks, "With as loud as I was screaming I'm sure she did."
A smug grin spreads across Quinn's face, she smacks Santana's ass playfully, "I
made a mess in your ass, so maybe we should have Berry clean you up."
The Latina nods, "I made a mess too." She pushes herself up giving Quinn a soft
kiss before pulling them both up off the floor. "Are you ready baby?"
Quinn nods kissing her girl one more time before they redress again because of
her…err distraction. They walk up the stairs holding hands. When they enter the
room they see their toy was waiting exactly how they told her to be. Bent over
the bed with juices leaking down her thighs. Of course Rachel heard them and
she desperately wanted to go down and join them but she had orders that she
couldn't bring herself to disobey. So when she heard the sound of their heels
clicking against the hallway floor, she trembled in anticipation.
Quinn goes the closet and picks a riding crop and a blind fold. She walks over
to their toy tickling her back, "Do you trust us Rachel?"
Rachel jumps surprised that she called her by her first name. Rachel guessed,
correctly that this was an important question and not rhetorical, "Yes
Mistress, this girl trusts you and Mistress Santana completely."
Santana sits down next to her pulling her face around so she can see Rachel's
eyes, "You trust us not to hurt?"
Rachel doesn't blink as she answers earnestly, "Yes Mistress, this girl trust
you and Mistress Quinn not to hurt her."
She jumps a little when the blindfold first covers her eyes, "Remember if it
becomes too much to just give us your safe word."
Rachel nods, feeling strangely turned on at not being able to see anything,
"Yes Mistress."
She slaps the crop playful on her toy's ass than again making Rachel moan when
it lands on her side, "This is for pleasure not punishment." And yes pleasure
sparks into her core when Quinn smacks the underside of her breast. Quinn
starts smirking mischievously at Santana, "Let's see if I can find some of your
sweet spots, Berry."
So that's what Quinn did, found all of her sweet spots making Rachel wetter
than before. Every time the crop slapped against her skin, Rachel had to
struggle not to move. Being blindfolded just enhanced everything for her, every
time she heard that swooshing sound or felt the air from the crop swish by her
Rachel got closer and closer to cumming. Rachel gasps when the Quinn teasing
taps her clit with the crop.
"Oh fuck," Rachel moans throwing her head back.
Quinn mocks her in a teasing voice, "Oh looks like your slutty, dirty little
pussy likes to be hit."
She feels teeth tugging on her ear before she hears Santana say, "So you like
it when we," dropping her voice an octave, "hit your pussy over and over, don't
you dirty girl?"
Rachel nods empathically, "Oh yes Mistress, this girl loves it when you pound
on her pussy."
Unseen by her, her Mistresses' brows quirk up, "Your pussy?" Santana breaths in
her ear cupping said pussy, "This slutty pussy belongs to you?"
Quinn slaps the crop a fraction harder on her thigh, "Who does this slutty
pussy belong too?"
Rachel shakes head causing some sweat to fly off, "No Mistress Santana,
Mistress Quinn this slutty pussy belongs to you." She moans louder when Santana
tugs on her clit, "All of this girl belongs to her Mistresses."
Quinn hands over the cropped to Santana so she can take over. Quinn lays down
on the bed, startling her toy when she brings her up with her, "All of you? So
you're our cockslut?"
Rachel tentatively crawls up the bed to where Quinn wants her, shivering when
the smooth leather brushes against her thighs, "Yes Mistress this girl is your
cockslut? Cum whore. Anything you want her to be."
Rachel's breath catches in her throat when her knees are spread on each side of
Quinn's head, "Anything?" Quinn's tongue pokes out gently stroking her clit,
"And everything?"
She wasn't given a chance to over think it because as soon as she tried to
answer Santana pressed her lips against Rachel's for a soft, gentle kiss. In
their previous kiss, her Mistresses practically forced their tongues into her
mouth completely dominating the each kiss. This time Santana went slow, her
lips barely pressing into Rachel's until she felt her toy begin to kiss her
back. She slowly started running her hands all over her body. She felt Rachel
tensed up momentarily surprised when Quinn sucked her clit into her mouth but
then her body started to relax. She sighed into Santana's mouth as she ran her
fingers gently up and down Rachel's arms. While Quinn sucked and flicked her
clit teasingly and she slowly massaging her redden thighs until she reached the
soft flesh of Rachel's ass.
Rachel gasped as Quinn gently squeezed her butt. A few seconds of groping she
felt Santana's tongue trying to slowly push its way inside her mouth. She
didn't even think about resisting as she let the Latina invade her mouth with
her tongue, where it was greeted by her own.
As Santana explored Rachel's mouth with her tongue the excitable brunette
brought her hands up to cup the toy's tits tugging gently on the chain link to
the clamps. Rachel moaned helplessly into her mouth as she expertly ran her
fingers over her breasts, rubbing and pinching her nipples to hardness. Her
fingers roamed all over Rachel's body caressing every taunt muscle. Rachel
whimpered in protest when both of her Mistresses pulled away.
It took every ounce of Quinn's self-control not to try and bury her face in
between those magnificent thighs again. But she was able to control herself,
barely. Santana bent her head down and started to softly kiss down Rachel's
neck while Quinn licked and sucked her outer lips. Rachel moaned as they sucked
gently on her sensitive flesh. They moved their hands over Rachel's skin, their
gentle touch calmed the still slightly nervous songstress. They were being
so…gentle compared to the way they usually were with her. Someone's hands moved
to Rachel's nipples and with great care removed her clamps.
Santana kissed her way down Rachel's neck to her perky breasts, taking one of
her nipples into her mouth. Rachel groaned as her Mistress's skilled tongue
worked on one nipple, then moved to the other, and then back again sucking
those by now rock hard points. Santana used her hands to cup Rachel's breasts
together pushing them into her mouth and begin to suck on her nipples hard.
Rachel's mouth drops open moaning louder, making her Mistresses semi hard dicks
stand to full attention. Quinn covers Rachel's thighs with kisses and love
bites before she begins to slowly kiss her way back to her toy's wet pussy.
Rachel tries to spread her legs wider as her Mistress kisses her way back to
the hard little nub. She takes the clit in her mouth biting down gently as
Santana does the same to her nipple causing a long guttural moan to fall from
Rachel's lips. They continued this agonizing torture until Rachel could take it
no longer.
"Mistress... please..." Rachel's breathing was heavy and it clearly took a lot
of effort for her just to say that simple sentence.
"Yes dirty girl." Santana answered brightly.
"Please... Mistress… lick me..." Rachel panted.
"Lick you wear, Berry?" Quinn's voice muffled as she asked as innocently as she
could with her face buried in Rachel's core.
"Please... Mistress lick your pussy..." Rachel whimpered in need.
The HBICs giggled softly as Rachel unconsciously tells them who owns her, not
wanting to deny the little toy her reward Quinn takes a gentle swipe on
Rachel's clit. Quinn breathed in the sweet smell of her toys sex. Closing her
eyes Quinn puts more pressure on her toy's clit then slid her tongue over
Rachel's pussy lips. To fucking sweet, that's how she tastes,thinks Quinn as
the exquisite honey flavored juice ran over her tongue and tickled her taste
buds. She took another long gentle lap of Rachel's pussy followed by another
and another.
Santana moans softly to herself as her toy jumps and shivers in pleasure.
Santana backs away picking up the crop from where she dropped it. Rachel's hand
clinches in tight fist by her sides, unsure on whom she wants to grab onto. She
moans louder when Santana flicks the crop on the underside of her beast. Quinn
chuckles moving her hands to Rachel's thighs so Santana won't accidently hit
them. The exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure fog up Rachel brain, helpless
she stays kneeling on her Mistress's face relishing as that skillful tongue
licks her into obviation. Her hips starts jerking slightly after every stroke
of Quinn's tongue and Santana's crop.
Quinn was licking away at Rachel's cunt like she was licking on a fucking
lollipop. She licked up and down, around the lips clockwise, then counter-
clockwise repeating the process. After a few minutes of doing this Quinn took
Rachel's clit into her mouth and gently sucked on it causing Rachel to moan
louder at the contact. Quinn then closed her mouth around Rachel's vulnerable
pussy and started to hungrily suck on the succulent treat while Santana brought
the crop down rapidly on every sweet spot Quinn had just discovered.
Rachel was in heaven with her Mistress Quinn between her legs and Mistress
Santana inflicting the small amounts of pain she's come to crave. Rachel's head
was spinning, this was so good but she wished she could see the blonde's head
bob up and down in between her legs or the brunette wielding the crop down on
her.
Quinn thrust her tongue deep into the toys tight, wet hole, then started a
fucking motion with her tongue. Rachel dug her nails into her palms as Quinn's
wet muscle fucked her hard and fast. Quinn latched on to her clit again and
then without any warning thrust two fingers into Rachel's pussy, plunging them
as deep as she could. The blonde fingered and tongued toy's hot wet pussy while
Santana pulled out the plug of the songbird's pretty ass and began tongue her
tight ass hole.
Rachel's eyes went wide as started begging, "Please, please Mistresses may this
girl cum!"
She felt rather Quinn shake her head no causing her to whale helpless as she
fought her orgasm. Rachel's clinched her eyes shut tightly behind the blindfold
as Santana's tongue pushed into her tight hole, fucking her in almost the same
pace as Quinn.
"Oh fuck. Oh god. Hmm yes please Mistress," she babbled. Her body overloaded
with pleasure.
Her Mistresses work her holes together like they always do, giving her more
pleasure then she ever thought possible. "Please Mistress. Please, please," she
chanted working her hips in time with their thrusting tongues.
She feels Quinn nod her consent this time and her head snaps back. She screams
at the top of her lungs and cumming hard. Rachel's cum flowed into Quinn's
mouth and down her throat but she didn't stop there. She closed her mouth tight
around the brunette's cunt determined to squeeze more orgasms out of her. They
both continued to lick, suck and fuck Rachel to another orgasm and then
another. Rachel's body sagged and she wasn't able to hold herself anymore.
Santana barely catches Rachel as she falls forward, removing her tongue from
her tasty ass, she lays her down next to Quinn.
Quinn protested but there was something in Santana's eyes, a wicked gleam that
excited her. Santana leaned forward attaching her mouth on Rachel's still
quivering pussy. She sucked in the hard nub harshly forcing Rachel into other
orgasm.
"Oh fuck, Mistress," Rachel sang out in perfect pitch.
Santana smirked into the wet pussy, mentally patting herself on the back. She
thrusted three fingers into her toy's wet hole hard setting a brutal pace. She
forced Rachel to squirt all over her hand, soaking them and her face with her
juices.
"Oh, oh, oh," Rachel moaned unable to voice anything else.
Santana pulled back admiring the way her toy's pussy tried to cling on her
fingers and keep them inside of her. Rachel moaned weakly, silently begging to
come back. She laid there for who knows how long calming her heaving chest. She
felt someone remove her blindfold. Rachel blinks rapidly adjusting to the harsh
light. When she looks up she sees both of her Mistresses naked and kneeling
next her.
Quinn smiles, "Did you enjoy that part of your reward, Berry?"
Rachel opens her mouth but nothing comes out so she clears her throat and tries
again. "Yes Mistress Quinn," her voice a little hoarse from all the screaming,
"thank you for this girl's reward."
Quinn shakes her head, "It's not over yet." She moves over kneeling between
Rachel's legs, spreading them wide. She keeps her bright hazel eyes locked on
Rachel's big brown ones, "Don't worry you're going to love what comes next."
She sinks into her toy's hot sweaty body the tip of her cock brushing up again
Rachel's still sensitive clit, "I want you to wrap your legs around my waist
tight." She waits until Rachel does what she's instructed to do, "Good girl."
She takes Rachel's arms and drapes them on her neck, "Now I do believe you said
'everything' belongs to me and San, correct."
Rachel shivers at the husky quality her voice developed, "Yes Mistress, this
girl belongs to her Mistresses."
Quinn smiles this was almost too easy she thought as she took her place lining
up her dick, "Good girl, all you have to do now is hold on for the ride." Quinn
gently position the red mushroom tip at the entrance of Rachel's very moist
pussy. If Rachel was theirs like she says then she loves dick so Quinn will
give her all the dick she can handle and then some.
Quinn pushed forward, easily penetrating Rachel's eager to be fucked pussy and
thrusted deep inside their toy. Quinn places her hands on either side of
Rachel's head, bringing their faces close enough to kiss. Rachel moans quietly
as she felt her Mistress's hard dick moving in and out of her welcoming pussy
causing wonderful sensations to course throughout her body. Rachel's strength
hadn't fully returned yet, and she was still very drained from her multiple
climaxes at the hands of Mistresses' talented tongues. So she just closed her
eyes and let the dominate blonde have her way with her.
Quinn moved her dick slowly within the her toy enjoying both every moment of
the slow penetration, "Open your eyes Berry. I want to see your eyes as I fuck
you."
Rachel snapped her eyes open, "Yes Mistress."
She sees Quinn smirk as her pupils dilate, "Good girl."
Santana sat on the edge of the bed watching her girl work their toy into a slow
frenzy. She idly stroked her straining cock, but she didn't give herself enough
stimulation to cum. She was saving that for her turn.
Rachel felt like her Mistress was literally fucking her brains out. She should
feel ashamed that she loved being used like this but the fact was that she
didn't care. Her Mistresses always fucked her better than Puck did and she sure
they could fuck her better than any man could. She desperately tried to
concentrate on not cumming to soon. She was simply enjoying it this much. But
her Mistress was plowing her with that dick, that nice big hard dick and way
too good. It felt so fucking good she was going to cum sooner than she wanted.
As Rachel had a mental conversation with herself, Quinn rode her toy like the
pony she had always wanted when she was little, but never got. Rachel's quiet
breathy moans became screams of pleasure as Quinn hammered into her harder with
every stroke. Sensing that Rachel was nearing her climax, Quinn picked up the
pace, her hips a blur smacking against Rachel's cervix as she slammed her dick
as deep inside her toy as possible.
Rachel was a fighting a losing battle with herself not wanting to cum but when
Quinn started long-dicking her helpless pussy she lost complete control of her
body. "Please Mistress, may this girl cum?"
Quinn pauses her hips, thinking, "I don't know if you earned it yet."
Rachel whimpers tightening her hold, "How does this girl earn it, Mistress?"
Quinn leans forward nibbling on her lip, "Will I'm doing all the work and you
haven't even moved yet." She smirks, "So I'm thinking that maybe you don't want
me."
Rachel shakes her head, pleading, "No Mistress, this girl wants you and
Mistress Santana. All the time!"
She rolls them so Quinn's now laying on her back, "Prove it, slut. Fuck
yourself on my cock."
Rachel immediately works herself up to the tip of Quinn's dick and slams
herself down hard. She moans louder and louder thrusting herself harder and
harder on her Mistress's dick. Her tits bouncing up and down in Quinn's face
every time she moves. Quinn smirks placing her hands on her toy's hip helping
her go faster.
"Make me cum, dirty girl and then you can cum as much as you want," Quinn
groans.
Rachel nods panting, "Yesss Mistress."
She works her hips faster, leaning back with her hands on Quinn's thighs. Her
eyes practically cross when her Mistress's delicious dick hits in in a whole
new angle. The girls' work together fucking Rachel's wet pussy with wild
abandonment. Every stroke making the headboard crash rhythmically into the
wall.
"Oh fuck. Oh you dirty little slut. That's right work that pussy on my dick,"
Quinn taunts. "Work the pussy that belongs to me and Santana, like the slut you
are."
Rachel head flies back as she lifts up and thrusts down faster and faster,
harder and harder. Every thrust makes her teeth jar, "OH FUCK YOU FEEL SO GOOD
MISTRESS!"
Quinn tightens her hold, planting her feet on the bed so she can thrust up
harder. Quinn grits her teeth not wanting to cum just yet but the living room
with Santana and eating out her toy is making it almost impossible to hold off
any longer. She tries thinking about anything else other than this wet, hot
pussy choking her cock. Quinn thought it was impossible to cum harder than when
she fucked Santana, but she was been wrong. She started cumming in waves, each
of those waves was like a shotgun blast of pleasure to her brain. Her cock
shooting hot cum into her toy's greedy pussy.
Rachel opens her mouth screaming when she felt that hot cum hitting her walls.
Waves and waves crash through her. Her cunt spasmed rounding the dick buried
inside it, desperately trying to hold onto the source of its joy. Rachel fell
face first onto the her Mistress, the only thing keeping her from falling over
was Quinn's firm hold on her hips.
Quinn continued pumping in and out of the fallen toy wanting to savor her prize
as long as possible. But inevitably her thrusts became weaker and less
forceful. When she finally came down from her high Quinn pulled her dick out of
the conquered toy's cunt letting her fall to her side.
"Get on your hands and knees on bed!" Santana snapped firmly shaking her toy
out of her orgasm induced daze, a grin crossing her face as Rachel struggled to
get into the requested position.
Santana pushes the docile toy's knees further apart and pulls apart her butt
cheeks so she could study the brunette's tiny holes. Her freshly fucked pussy
was giving away the toy's feelings about what being dominated again. She was
soaking wet again but it was the sight above Rachel's pussy that really made
the brunette smile with glee.
Focusing on that image Santana couldn't help but notice how she was trembling
in anticipation. Her eyes locking on the toy's perfectly shaped ass, as she
jerking off her throbbing cock. Rachel gasped but offered no other form of
protest as Santana began greedily groping her backside, squeezing and pinching
the well rounded yet firm flesh of her toy's butt
"I feel like a kid on Christmas... just waiting to play with her presents."
Santana chuckled.
Pushing those thoughts out of her head Santana grabbed two handfuls of Rachel's
cute little backside and spread those shapely ass cheeks as wide as she could.
Santana licked her lips, then grinning wickedly as she noticed something.
"Your wet. Your pussy is dripping, Quinn must have fucked you good," Santana
pointed out, sliding a fingertip up and down Rachel's pussy lips while still
spreading the toy's full butt cheeks, that fingertip immediately becoming
soaked and Rachel letting out a little moan, "Did she fuck you good, Berry?"
"Yes Mistress, Mistress Quinn fucked this girl good," Rachel whimpered.
"Please, fuck me Mistress. Please, AHHHHhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Rachel was taken
off guard when her hole was penetrated by Santana's finger.
"Oh my God... your ass is so tight," Santana practically whimpered from the
feeling of her toy's back passage squeezing the full length of her index
finger. "I really love fucking it."
"Please, Mistress do it," Rachel begged softly.
"Do what?" Santana pushed.
"Fuck my ass, Mistress." Rachel said quickly, then after blushing added, "If it
pleases you Mistress."
Santana grinned, grabbing the bottle of lube Quinn handed her, and said, "Good
save, Berry. Spread your ass cheeks."
Rachel's hands immediately shot to her shapely ass cheeks and pulled them apart
as wide as she could, the tiny toy pressing her face down to the bed sheets as
she presented her Mistress her tight ass hole.
Santana smirked at the lovely sight, squirting a large amount of lubricant on
the meek brunette's back door. When Rachel's hole was well coated with lube
Santana tossed the tube away and then slowly pressed the tip of her throbbing
cock against the toy's hole.
As Santana was savoring the moment, Rachel turned her head to the side and
pleaded softly, "Please Mistress fuck this girl. Stick that big cock up her ass
and fuck her. Please fuck this girl harddddd."
Again Rachel was taken off guard, this time by something much bigger than a
finger entering her ass. This time it was Santana's big cock, slamming her hips
forwards as hard stretching her wide open to allow the first few inches of dick
into the toy's butt.
After squealing in pain Rachel lets go of her butt cheeks and gripped onto the
bed sheet, clutching tightly them as she is taken by surprise. The adjustment
was quick, the pain melting away to be replaced by the pleasure, feeling her
hole stretch wide around the first few inches of her Mistress's big hard cock.
"Fuck Mistress you feel so good," Rachel moans.
Santana, who had been admiring the way the head of her cock looked buried in
between Rachel's well rounded butt cheeks, grinned delight her little toy was
so vocal today. She delivered a hard smack to the perfect posterior in front of
her and said, "Well get ready to feel every inch deep inside your ass, because
I'm only just getting started!" She smacked her ass again, "And who told you to
let go of your cheeks?"
Rachel quickly reached back and spread her ass for her Mistress again. "Hmm
that's better," Santana moans looking up to find Quinn watching her
attentively. She blows her a kiss, which the blonde playfully returned, before
the brunette turn her attention back to the toy in front of her.
"OH FUCK MISTRESS!" Rachel cried out as Santana thrust forwards, pushing a
couple more inches into the toy's ass. "Oh fuck! Please Mistress fill this girl
up with your big dick! Please Mistress this girl's yours and Mistress Quinn's.
Slam your whole cock inside this girl!"
Santana grins giving the slutty toy what she wished for, she gave her toy's
perfect bubble butt a series of hard thrusts which had the dick plowing far
deeper into the meek brunette's hole. Meanwhile each thrust had Rachel
squealing in pain and pleasure, pain because every time she slammed forward
Santana hit her hands. And pleasure, well because it felt so fucking good to be
used for her Mistresses' pleasure.
The dominating brunette dug her fingers deeply into her dirty girl's hips and
then started to pump her own hips back and forth, the cheerio slowly beginning
to thoroughly fuck her toy's ass. Both brunettes moaned joyfully as her
Mistress began fucking her harder. Santana was in heaven feeling that tight
hole clinch and spasm around her throbbing dick. She looked down hypnotized as
she watched Rachel's hole being stretched around her Mistress's dick. The
younger girl spreading her nicely rounded butt cheeks so Santana could stare as
her dick stretches out the tiny hole after every thrust. There was no
hesitation, no doubt, just a steady rhythm, and a wonderful feeling of owning
every part of her toy as Santana confidently slid her big cock in and out of
the her slutty toy.
It just felt so natural. Like fucking Rachel was they were meant to do. There
was no doubt in Santana's mind that Rachel's was made to be fucked by her. By
Quinn. Rachel's purpose in life was to be their perfect toy. To be fucked. To
take be dominated. To take her Mistresses' cocks up the butt, in her pussy, in
her mouth. Where ever they want to put it because she was theirs and she's
never letting Rachel go. They all fitted together like three pieces of some
fucked up jigsaw puzzle. The Mistresses and the toy and even if Rachel hadn't
realized it yet, Santana was going to make damn sure she did.
Reaching out Santana grabbed a handful of the Rachel's dark mane and roughly
pulled the other girl's head upwards, "So slut, who do you belong too?" She
slams her hips harder and harder.
"You Mistress! You and Mistress Quinn, this girl belongs to you two," Rachel
moans as she slams her own hips back, taking that beautiful dick further in her
ass. No her Mistress's ass.
"Only us?" Santana pushed.
"Yesss Mistress only you two," Rachel moans, then sighing dreamily, "No one
else but you and Mistress Quinn. Just bend this girl over whenever, where ever
it pleases you Mistresses. Oh, fuck, this girl belongs to you."
She pictured herself in the choir room, her Mistresses slowly stripping her
making her kneel in front of the whole club as she takes turns sucking them
off. Then they'll bend her over the piano, fucking her better than Finnept
could ever dream.
Santana slaps her thighs hard, as if she knew her attention went somewhere else
for a moment. Rachel shakes away the fantasies to concentrate on the that big
cock that was pumping in and out of her ass. Rachel wasn't sure how she ended
up in this position. Surely if anyone other than these two HBICs tried this,
she would have reported them to the authorities instantly. But it wasn't just
anyone it was her Mistresses so she didn't and this feels more right than
anything. Even singing. Why? Maybe it was because no one ever made she feel
this way. Not this complete. Maybe she was sick, maybe so were they but she
never wants to lose this feeling. Ever.
Rachel honestly didn't give a fuck how she ended up in this position. She was
feeling the most amazing pleasure of her life from getting fucked by her
Mistress. Rachel didn't give a fuck why she never felt anything close to this
amount of pleasure before she had been introduced to the joy of giving away her
control. Rachel didn't even give a fuck that it was Santana Fucking López or
Quinn Fucking Fabray, the girls that once bullied her. They were the ones who
introduced her to this side of herself.
There was only one thing Rachel gave a fuck about now and that was pleasing her
Mistresses, "Fuck this girl hard Mistress. Fucking pound her harder please. She
belongs to you, Mistress."
"Are you sure," Santana questioned softly even though she confident she knew
the answer.
"Yes." Rachel immediately replied. She said it before when she accepted the
collar but this time it felt different, as if they were mapping out the rest of
their lives. No matter where she ends up, be it Broadway or teaching music, she
will always be theirs, "Yes Mistress, I Rachel Berry belong to you, Santana
López and Quinn Fabray."
Santana looks up, her eyes immediately finding Quinn's, they felt it too. The
difference between now and before. They all belong together. Nothing and no one
will ever come between them again, "Well, here's what I want," Santana says
softly, pushing every last inch of her dick into Rachel's ass and leaving it
there. Stopping definitely got the toy's attention, Rachel risked turning her
head back to look at her Mistress.
Quinn says softly, "This is it, Rachel. This isn't a game you can stop playing
when it becomes too much. All three of are in this together now, you'll be ours
forever. Even if you're on stage and you have thousands of screaming fans,
begging for your attention, they don't matter. We do."
"Like we said when we collared you, you belong to us. Completely," Santana says
in an equally soft voice.
After they finally finished their little speech there was a deafening silence.
They waited almost breathlessly, wondering if Rachel was going to change her
mind. Because this was the last chance for her to run out the door.
Slowly Rachel nodded her head, softly replying, "Yes I understand. I want be
yours, forever. I am yours already. You made me yours the first day in the
locker room. I'm a toy who needs to be owned by someone and that's you and
Quinn. You're my owners. Thought I was happy the way I was before, but you
showed me different. You bent me over punishing me and showed me real
happiness. And I'll keep bending over for you as long as you want me. I'll be
your good little toy, who sucks your cocks, who lets you stick it where ever
you want because I belong to you. So please make me cum, Mistress."
"Oh don't worry I'll pound your ass and make you cum real good," Santana
promised, "There's just one more thing I want."
"Yes Mistress," Rachel moaned, ready to continue with what they were doing
before, desperate to cum.
"I want you to let go of your ass and get on your hands and knees," Santana
said, before elaborating, "I want you to surrender yourself to us. We want to
own it from now on. We want to own your whole body. We want exclusive rights to
every part of you. We want you to agree that from now on you're ours. You're
now the property of Santana and Quinn. Can you say that without any hesitation
or doubt?"
There was a moment of silence when Santana thought she went a too far as Rachel
just looked at her thoughtfully. But then Rachel wiggled her ass a little,
playfully, "You own me Mistress. Yours. I surrender myself to you and Mistress
Quinn. You own me. I'm your property."
"And are you going to let anyone else fuck you but us?" Santana knew she was
pushing but they needed to hear this to erase any lingering doubt.
"Only if you want me too because I'm your property Mistress! My body is yours
and Mistress Quinn to do whatever you wish with it," Rachel's voice clear and
proud. Letting out a joyful moan as Santana forcefully started thrusting, "Oh
yes Mistress. Oh fuck. Fuck your property. Oh, oh fuck, fuck it hard! Pound the
fucking property you own! Fuck, my ass it's yours Mistress, oh fuck, I'm your
toy," Rachel babbled as Santana started moving faster and faster, harder and
harder. "I'm your property now Mistress. Oh fuck, please fucking use your
property! Yours and Mistress Quinn."
The blonde in question sat back and stared in awe as she watched the brunettes'
hips blur in a rapidly increasing pace. She feels her dick start to stir
between her legs as Rachel continued to babble, "Fuck the body that's made for
your pleasure. Oh yes, please make this girl cum hard and mark this girl so the
world can see who she belongs too."
Rachel continued encouraging Santana to fuck her hard, even as the sound of the
cheerio's hips smacking off the toy's shapely ass cheeks was drowning it out.
The only thing louder was Rachel's squeals of pleasure echoing throughout the
room .
Quinn couldn't take it anymore, she needed to cum. She needed to cum as quickly
as possible otherwise she would be burst. She climbs over to where Rachel's
mouth was hanging open panting with every stroke. She touches her toy's face
and Rachel pops her eyes open to see a big hard pink cock waving in front of
her face. She opens her mouth wide, desperate to taste that delicious cock
again. Quinn eases her hard dick in slowly, savoring the warm wet mouth
enveloping her. Needing to service her Mistresses' anyway they needed her to,
Rachel sucks on Quinn gently, swallowing her further down her throat.
"Oh fuck Berry, that mouth of yours is like freaking heaven," Quinn moans
tangling her hands in Rachel's silky locks pushing her cock down harder.
The two girls worked their toy in a brutal pace, if an outsider were to see
them, they would think they were hurting the poor girl. But Rachel was in
heaven, being fucked in both ends by her Mistresses was the best feeling in the
world. She felt the need to cum start to build up, snapping her eyes up
desperately trying to convey to her Mistress Quinn her need. But her blonde
Mistress had her head thrown back and her eyes shut tight. She whimpered loudly
but that was drowned out by Santana's thigh's slamming into her ass.
The girl seemed to have felt her desperation, sliding her hand to her toy's
drenched pussy she teases the hard clit she finds there, "Does my toy need to
cum?"
Rachel nods as best she could with her mouth full. Santana chuckles, "Well
since this is technically supposed to be your reward for being a good girl, I
guess you should be allowed."
Rachel moans bucking her hips harder. Santana leans forward biting her
shoulders, "Cum for us dirty girl. Cum hard!"
That was all the encouragement she needed and it seemed like a miracle that
Santana was able to keep a hold of the other girl's waist as she started
slamming herself back against the dick, forcing Santana to ram her even harder.
The little toy had become like a bucking bronco, or perhaps something more like
an enraged hobbit determined to knock a cocky cheerio off of it. Even though it
made several of her joints ache Santana not only held on but she continued
fucking her enraged hobbit's ass as harder than before. Quinn helped as much as
she could, holding Rachel's head in place. Moaning loudly because of the
intense vibrations of Rachel screaming around her dick. This was pretty much
her biggest fantasy come true. So it was going to take more than a little, or a
lot, of hard return thrusts from a horny hobbit to make the HBICs stop fucking
her for even a second.
There was a price to be paid though, Santana's thighs stung something fierce
and only seem to be getting worse as the toy's round rear bashed back against
her. Although all Santana had to do was look down to see that her toy was
getting the worst of it, the tan skin of the shorter girl's beautifully shaped
butt cheeks quickly turning pink under the now brutal pace. Not that she even
seem to notice given the way she was squealing joyfully. Santana couldn't
convince herself to stop fucking Rachel's perfect bubble butt even though she
was kinda afraid the girl would hurt herself.
Despite the current stinging sensation Rachel's perfectly round ass felt like
they were made to cushion the impact of Santana's hips as she drilled in deeper
into her toy, and Rachel's ass was a thing of beauty. It was perfect. She had
nothing to compare other than Quinn's of course. It was made for them just like
they were made for each other.
They were all a perfect fit. The perfect toy with the perfect body, and the
tops with an unquenchable lust for all of perfect her holes. Together they
could assume their natural roles and ensure that Rachel's perfect body never
went a day without being used for their pleasure again.
Santana certainly knew she wasn't going to be able to go another day without
being deep inside Rachel. They were meant to be inside that wonderfully tight
little passage as much as possible. It was where they belonged. They belonged
deep inside this beautiful brunette's body for all of their pleasure. That
Rachel will never doubt that she was clearly meant to be the HBICs' sex slave.
Why? Because the way her walls clinched around her Mistress's hard dick made
her thoughts melted away along with her ability to think clearly. She was left
mindlessly fucking herself on Santana's dick using strength she didn't know she
had to pound herself harder and harder. Santana slamming forward harder in
kind, causing the tiny brunette to cum hard and become even more lost in the
sensation. Quinn grunted following the brunette nearly drowning Rachel with her
cum as it shot down her throat.
One orgasm lead to another and then another. Santana used the little strength
she had left and twisted her toy's clit forcing another earth shattering orgasm
as she viciously pounded Rachel's ass. She wanted no needed for Rachel to have
orgasm after orgasm.
Santana was finally pushed over the edge and had an orgasm so powerful it
almost knocked her unconscious. Seeing as she was all but out of energy at the
time Santana forced herself to give one final big thrust, burying every inch of
her dick into the deepest depths of her toy's ass, luckily causing the smaller
to once again squeal in orgasmic delight. It was then Santana collapsed onto
Rachel's back in exhaustion.
The toy let out an unmistakable groan of discontent and tried to continue
thrusting herself backwards, but it just wasn't the same.
Rachel thought about rolling them over so Santana would be lying on her back.
That way she could bounce up and down on her dick but like her Mistress, Rachel
didn't have any strength left. It would be a miracle if she could.
Quinn groaned pulling out of Rachel's mouth causing another groan of discontent
as she tried to follow her and swallow her back down. Quinn laughed weakly
collapsed on the bed. Rachel groaned dropping face first onto the bed but
otherwise didn't move because she didn't have permission to move from her
current position and the idea of waiting for her owner to order her to move
thrilled the little toy.
Groaning softly Santana realized her lips were pressed right up against
Rachel's neck. She started kissing her neck and the brunette cheerio was loving
the way Rachel started moaning joyfully. That moaning seemed to re-energize
Santana enough to feel like she could move.
First though Santana took the opportunity to whisper in Rachel's ear, "Who's my
bitch?"
"This girl's your bitch, Mistress," Rachel groaned, her throat a little sore
from all the screaming and throat fucking, "This girl's yours and Mistress
Quinn's bitch."
"And who owns you?" Santana pushed a little more.
"You Mistress and Mistress Quinn." Rachel said adding of her own volition, "You
own this girl's ass, pussy, and mouth. Yours to use as you see fit Mistress,
exclusively."
Both HBICs beam happily "Good girl," Santana said, unable to keep her happiness
in as she nuzzled Rachel's neck. She finally she takes her softening dick out
of her toy's ass causing the girl started to pout pitifully and collapses with
her head on Quinn's heaving stomach. Rachel whimpers needing to straighten out
her legs.
Quinn lifts her head groaning, "Lay down Berry and rest while you can," she
lets her head fall back down, "because when I get the energy it's my turn to
fuck that ass."
Rachel moans feeling her knees buckle in relief and her pussy tingle and gush,
"Yes Mistress."
 
Chapter End Notes
     A/N: The wasn't how I planned for the chapter to come out but
     apparently the girls have a mind of their own and still have some
     insecurities and a little bit of doubt. I guess it makes sense
     because the HBICs are adding a third person to their party and Rachel
     discovering who she is. Anyway feedback is appreciated let me know if
     you think it suck or was if it was okay.
***** Practicing For the Solo *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own Glee *sad face*. Warnings, warnings this is a
     BDSM story so if it's not your cup of tea then stop fucking reading
     it after the first damn chapter. And don't flood my inbox with your
     "disgust". Also would like to apologize for any mistakes since i only
     read through this once and it's my birthday weekend so i dont plan on
     doing much of anything until Monday. If you see any mistakes let me
     know and I'll correct them as soon as i can. I'll try to update my
     other three stories before Saturday but those chapters are really
     rough, so not until Wednesday or Thursday. Blah whatever, okay kiddos
     on with the show.
The next few weeks passed by in a blur for Rachel and life at McKinley was
quiet for the most part. Since her fathers business trip ended up taking longer
than they originally thought Rachel's still at Quinn's house enjoying every
minute of being a live in pet. They are currently plotting a way to keep her
there on a more permanent basis, which shouldn't be that hard considering the
fact that her fathers business contacts are mainly in Columbus. So eventually
they will have to move there and the HBICs aren't about to let their toy go
without a fight. If it comes to it they're prepared to blackmail or even beg,
no not beg they never beg, negotiate. They'll get what they want because they
always do.
Even though everyone got the message that Rachel was off limits there were
still a few stragglers that thought they could get away with bullying her but
her Mistresses and Puck make them rethink their assumptions before their next
class. Even Finn seemed to have gotten the message that Rachel was in no way
interested in his ogre ass. Although it didn't stop him from giving her longing
looks across the crowded lunch or the classes they shared. It takes a lot of
self-control for her Mistresses not to go over and slap that dumb look of his
face. She couldn't complain about the end results though, every time the grown
mental midget tried to strike up a conversation with Rachel her Mistresses
spent the whole night working her over in the most delicious of ways. It's not
as though she needed a reminder though because every time her clothes brushed
up against her welts or her butt plug dug in just a little deeper or the clamps
pinching her nipples, oh she knew who she belonged too.
It's still a little strange for her to think that she belongs to someone else
but the restlessness she used to feel all but completely evaporated. There
still one or two lingering doubts but that mainly occurs when she's bent over
being punished for being a bad toy. But she found being a naughty girl every
once in a while has its rewards when she feels like being spanked. That's
another thing that confused on occasion, she was never spank or really punished
by her fathers so the joy she gets out of it gives her some pause. Which she
gets over after the first hit, the wetness trailing down her legs is a big
flashing neon sign that she loves it.
She's also come to notice her mindset is different before she was worried about
solos and auditions. Ducking the next flying slushie that's thrown her way or
avoiding cheerios in the bathroom. Just ask Artie, swirlies are not fun. It's
like her mind is completely calm now. The only thing constantly on her mind is
if her Mistresses her happy and if she's pleasing them. It took a while but
she's got most of their quirks down. Take Mistress Santana for example, on her
bad days she likes to take out her frustrations on her ass. Which is painful
yes but the amount of orgasms she has later is worth it. Also the way she takes
care of her afterwards is delightful. Mistress Santana always takes a warm bath
with her after the session. They sit in the tub with Rachel lying on top of her
until the water gets cold. After they're dry Mistress gently rubs her body down
with cream soothing away her aches. It's moments like that, that makes Rachel
realize that they care about her more than just being a fuck toy.
Then there's Mistress Quinn, who doesn't like to wait until they get home to
release her pent up frustrations. Nope, she drags Rachel out of whatever class
she's in and fucks Rachel until neither of them can move anymore. Then she
loves to use the paddle she has squirreled away in a janitor's closet (if they
go there or waits until they get home) that for some reason no one ever goes to
and no one knows why they have it. Poor Rachel is so sore by the time that
session is done that she limps for the rest of day. But when they get home
Quinn gives her a reward for taking it like a good girl. Sometimes they take
her shopping at that boutique where they meet the other Mistress. Sometimes
they allow her to torture (their words) with a Barbra movie (mainly 'Funny
Girl' surprised much?). Or it was a particularly extreme session they allow
Rachel to choose her reward. Like Santana, Quinn is a secret cuddlier of course
their version cuddling usually ends up with her on her knees taking it one way
or another instead of doing whatever they were previously doing. But Rachel
didn't mind all that much, pstt who is she kidding she loves it when she ends
up servicing her Mistresses even more than watching Barbra.
Then there were the times when Rachel got into trouble through no fault of her
own. Well maybe it was because she has a big mouth sometimes, but Mr. Schue
went crazy and started his own a cappella group instead of concentrating on
Glee. Did any really expect her to keep quiet about it? So maybe she could've
used a little more tacked than simply telling him that it was a stupid idea for
a middle age man to try and recapture his lost youth. After all it wasn't her
fault that he married his psycho wife and gave up his dreams. And maybe she
shouldn't have been so smug when that venture died a painful death and he came
crawling back with his tail between his legs. Being hog tied and gagged for
most of the weekend while her Mistresses fucked her without allowing her to cum
gave her a new understanding of humility. So when she apologized to Mr. Schue
that next Monday, it just surprised everyone else who didn't know about their
arrangement.
Then that crazy Sandy Ryerson tried to lure Rachel away from Glee to star in
play. She did leave for a short amount of time but her Mistresses put a stop to
it quickly telling her it was a plot from by Sue to destroy the Glee club. Not
that they enjoy prancing around the stage with a bunch of losers, but they
joined to keep an eye on their toy and Hagrid. Mistress Santana brought out
this new table she had specially made for their playtime. Rachel was bound
hands and feet by the legs of the table with her ass pointed in the air. They
took turns punishing her for trying to abandon them. She gets a tingle between
her legs remembering the way they tied her up making her feel so helpless and
punished her for hours and then they fucked her into a mindless state after
that. It's safe to say that Rachel hasn't even thought about going anywhere
after that, not after she wasn't able to sit down right for week. But she
Mistresses didn't allow her to miss any school and of course she apologized to
the whole club and then to make matters worse for her she had to perform at the
Invitationals. Poor baby had so much trouble walking let alone dancing around
the stage, it was pure torture for her. As further punishment Rachel had to
sleep on the living room until her Mistresses forgave her but much to her
dismay she's still not allowed on her Mistresses' bed. They can be strict
Mistresses and not always in a fun way.
Rachel walked the deserted halls during second period, lost in her own world
reflecting on the little hiccups in their arrangement when she was tugged not
so gently into an empty class room. Whoever her capture was pressed her up to
the wall, of course like any normal person she was afraid at first. But then
she knew who it was when their perfume hit her nose that it was her Mistress
Quinn.
Rachel sighs, "Mistress Quinn."
Quinn smirks biting the back of her neck grinding her hard dick push into
Rachel's back side. Rachel moans trying to push back but Quinn has her pinned
to the wall, "This a nice surprise, here I was minding my own business on my
way to the bathroom when I see this slutty girl walking all by herself in the
halls." Quinn grinds her hardening dick into Rachel's ass, "So I think to
myself, Quinn it's been a couple hours since you fucked your toy, lo and behold
here she is waving her pretty tight ass in your face."
Rachel's breathy moans makes her rock hard dick jump, "Taunting you like a
naughty little bitch." Quinn chuckles pinching Rachel's clit over her drenched
panties, "So I'm just going to take this to be some kind of divine intervention
or some bullshit like that because I've been really hard all period long and I
really needed to get off, Berry. Fucking Santana spent all last period teasing
me while we were watching this stupid film in science."
Rachel tilts her head giving her better access, "Oh god yes please, please
Mistress, please fuck your toy."
Quinn fakes a gasps, "Look at you begging like some kind of horny slut." She
backs away slightly, "So show me then, show me how much you want it and take
off your panties like a good little bitch."
"Yes Mistress," Rachel moans still pressed up against the wall, she quickly
shimmies out of her boy skimpy thongs and skirt kicking them to the side.
"Hands on the wall, Berry. Don't move them or else I won't let you cum," Quinn
sneers lowering her spankies and underwear at the same time. "Spread your
legs," she says tapping her legs lightly. "Wider," Rachel happily does what
she's told, shaking in need already.
Rachel grunts when Quinn slams into her core without bothering to do any
foreplay. It's not like she needed it anyways she was wet the minute she
figured out it was her Mistress, "Oh, oh god oh god Mistress you feel so good."
"Bitch you like this. You like my dick pounding that slutty hole. Don't you,"
her hard pace making Rachel's body slam into the wall with every thrust.
Rachel moans, "Yes, yes, Mistress harder please!"
Quinn grunts snapping her hips harder slamming Rachel harder into the wall,
"Don't tell me what to do slut. I tell you," she says in a mocking tone panting
into Rachel's neck.
She mewls, "Sorry Mistress, punish this girl if it pleases you."
Quinn grips her waist leaving more bruises, "Oh I will Berry, so don't worry
that."
Rachel groans louder imagining what the punishment would be. "Oh god. Oh god,
Mistress you feel so good."
After a hard thrust she moans louder, "Shh quiet I don't want a teacher walking
in, do we dirty girl?"
"Yesss Mistress we don't ," she panted. She feels the pull in her belly start
but she manages to hold off a little while longer.
Quinn rubs her sweaty forehead on Rachel's shoulder thrusting harder needing to
get off soon. Quinn's mind blank the only thing that matters is the way her
toy's wall pulse around her cock, squeezing her tighter. The hot sleek wetness
suffocating her dick, choking it deliciously. Rachel wanted to hold off until
she was given permission to cum but they worked her pussy hard this morning and
it was still sensitive, "Oh fuck, please Mistress may this girl cum?"
Quinn grunts slowing down a little wanting to draw out the mini session a
little longer, "No not yet you slutty little girl. Not until I do."
With that Rachel tries to push back to help her Mistress cum faster but Quinn
pins her more into the wall. Her breast flattened against the cold wall and
somewhat painful with the clamps pinching her sensitive nipples. The plug that
was nestled permanently in her ass was moving with every thrust felt so good
that if Rachel closes her eyes, she could pretend that both of her Mistresses
were fucking her together.
Her pussy starts to flow like a river when she hears her Mistress's adorable
groans and grunts tickling her ear. Turning her on even more, she pushes back
against the hard dick stretching her out so good. Rachel pushes back harder
when she feels Quinn explode inside of her filling her up. Rachel whimpers as
her greedy cunt milks her Mistress's twitching cock dry. Quinn mumbles on her
shoulder, "Cum for me, Berry."
Rachel arches her back, her legs start to shake as she cums exploding into
orgasm after orgasm all over her Mistress's dick. Still panting Quinn sucks on
her neck while hips moving inside of her in lazy strokes, riding out their
orgasms. When she finally comes to a stop Quinn pulls out resting on Rachel's
sweaty back. She's glad that Quinn was on her back because her weak legs
wouldn't be able to hold her up right now.
After her breathing evens out and she's sure her legs could support her Quinn
pushes off of Rachel's back admiring the cum trailing down her legs. Rachel
turns around and quickly drops to her knees so she can clean her Mistress's
cock moaning joyously as the taste of them exploded in her mouth. After weeks
of training Rachel doesn't need to be told anymore to clean up the mess she
made. Or the mess they left on each after they tease their toy by make her
watch as they fuck each other when she's tied to the bed helpless, desperate to
join in.
A lazy smile curls on Quinn's lip as she watches Rachel's head bob up and down
licking her dirty dick clean. That mouth is magic the only one better is
Santana's and Brittany comes in a very close third. Her dick twitches and jumps
with ever swipe off Rachel's tongue or the hum of contentment as she licks
Quinn's cock like her favorite popsicle. She feels her dick hardening when
Rachel starts to swallow it down her throat but before she could get too worked
up again she pushes Rachel's head away.
"That's enough Berry, I don't want to walk around with a hard on the rest of
the day," Quinn tells her sadly. If she had her than they would never get to
class, she would spend all day between her toy's legs fucking her until she
passed out. Or watching Santana fuck their toy until she passes. Hell she would
fuck Santana until she passed. Quinn tilts her head, seeing a pattern
developing. When did she become such a horn dog? Oh that's right when Brittany
and Santana took her virginities.
Rachel gives a small whimper of disappointment before giving the tiny hole on
the mushroom shape head one last swipe. Rachel pouts looking to the floor, "Yes
Mistress."
Quinn tugs her hair making her stand making her grunt at the unexpected pain.
But when Quinn forces her tongue down her throat she completely forgets why she
was feeling put out in the first place. Rachel happily opens her mouth allowing
Quinn's tongue to dominate her own. They kissed hour what seems like hours to
Rachel but when they hear someone walking around outside of the class. Quinn
pulls back smirking as Rachel's eyes flutter open, "You're such a good little
bitch, aren't you Berry?"
Rachel blushes practically preening at her Mistress's praise, "Thank you
Mistress, this girl is your good little bitch."
"But it looks like your all dirty," Quinn playfully taps her swollen red lips.
"What should I do? Should I let you walk around with my jizz on your leg?" Her
eyes have a wicked gleam at makes Rachel's walls start to clinch in
anticipation. "Or do I do you favor and clean you up?"
"Whatever pleases…" the air is knocked out of Rachel's body when Quinn pushes
her hard into the wall.
"Hmm," Quinn kneels giving her cum covered thighs a playful flick of her
tongue. "Since I do like the way we taste, I think I'll have myself a little
snack." She licks the cum that rolled down her legs slowly, "You don't mind, do
you Berry?"
Rachel moans when she starts sucking on her pussy lips gently, "If it pleases
you Mistress, you can do whatever you want to this girl. She belongs to you
Mistress and Mistress Santana as well."
Quinn laughter vibrates into her core, "I thought you might say that." Rachel
leans her head on the wall moaning enjoying the slow throb (that never really
went away anymore) build back up again. She struggles to keep her hips still
when her Mistress's teeth graze against her clit. Once Quinn was satisfied
Rachel was thoroughly clean she pulls away whimpering low. She could spend all
day eating Rachel out but she had to get back to class. Fucking stupid teachers
and their damn tests. She's not worried about getting a detention for being
late though, sometimes it pays being one of psycho Sue Sylvester's favorite
cheerios.
A very reluctant Quinn fumbles around blindly searching for her toy's panties
and skirt. Blindly, because she doesn't detach her lips until she has them in
her hands. Quinn sighs, "Lift up your foot." Rachel lifts her right one rather
morosely and Quinn slides up her sexy boy shorts, "Now the other." She slaps
Rachel's thigh hard enough to sting after Rachel hesitates and barks out,
"Hurry the fuck up dirty girl. I don't have all damn day I need to go finish my
test."
Rachel pouts pitifully lifting her other foot and then helps Quinn stand up,
"Sorry Mistress."
Quinn gives her the eye brow lift of doom, "Somehow I doubt that, Berry. I bet
a nasty little slut like you wants me to waste my time fucking your slutty
little pussy." She cups said pussy putting pressure on her clit, "Isn't that
right?"
Rachel swallows, "If it pleases you Mistress."
Quinn smirk, "That's right if it pleases me, than I would spend all day with
you riding my cock like a naughty little whore." She kisses her softly, "But I
can't so get to back to class and meet Santana in the janitor's closet before
the next class starts. I have a feeling she's in need of some release too."
Rachel's feels her pussy twitch at the thought of Mistress Santana needing
another quickie, "Yes Mistress."
Quinn kisses her again then pushes the reluctant toy towards the door, "Now get
to class and learn something or else I'll spank that ass with the cane that you
love, oh so much."
Rachel winches unconsciously covering her ass, she really hates that cane. Out
of everything that her Mistresses use on her that cane is the worst, reserved
for when she was really bad. Like the time she abandon them and Glee however
brief to star in the school play. She clears her throat, "Library Mistress,
this girl was allowed to have a pass to the library since her class work is
done for the next week."
Quinn smiles wickedly, "All week?" Rachel nods, "That's good to know." Quinn
licks her lips, a plan already formulating in her brain. It's been her goal
since they started this to fuck Rachel, hell and Santana in every square inch
of this place before they graduate. "Okay meet me in the choir room tomorrow
then."
Rachel smiles coyly, "Yes Mistress but this girl has to check in class first."
Quinn shakes her head in mock annoyance opening the door, "Fine but you have
ten minutes after the bell rings to get your pretty ass there or else you will
be punished."
Rachel bats her eyes playful, "Yes Mistress."
Quinn chuckles swatting her ass as they go off in different directions but they
don't see that someone was watching them from across the hall.
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Rachel kept glancing at the clock waiting for the time to tick down until it
was time to leave. Finally the bell rings, Rachel jumps up almost sending her
chair crashing to the floor. When she gathers all of her things bolting out the
door but she collides into a solid body.
She muttering her apologies as she drops to her knees and helps pick up the
books. When she looks up she sees that its one of the baby cheerios but she
can't seem to recall her name. Rachel feeling flustered, flushes at the hot
angry glare the younger girl is giving her.
Rachel swallows handing her the books, "Apologies for running into. I wasn't
paying attention to where I was going.
The Cheerio sneers, "I would watch where you're going man hands my captains
aren't her to save you now."
Rachel shakes her head sighing as she leaves without bothering to answer. Her
Mistresses wouldn't let this girl get away with taunting her if she decided to
tell them about it. It's not like she went running to them every time someone
was mean to her, after years of keeping everything inside, it's still hard to
let them in all of the time.
Even with the minor road block Rachel manages to get to her rendezvous spot
before Santana. She kneels with her head down and arms behind her back, on the
hard dirty floor. Rachel fidgets excitedly as the minutes tick by slowly until
she hears the knob turn. Rachel prays briefly that it was her Mistress and not
the creepy janitor. She quickly thinks of a believable excuse as to why she was
kneeling on the dirty floor. She sighs in relief when she sees her Latina
Mistress's long gorgeous tan legs sauntering up to her.
Santana mocking tones echoes through the room, "Well, well looky at what we
have here. A horny little bitch waiting to be fucked," she walks around
trailing her fingers on Rachel's neck causing goose bumps to erupt everywhere.
Santana traces her plump lips lightly, "Such a pretty mouth but do you know
what would make it even prettier?"
Rachel moans having a pretty good idea of what she's applying, feeling a gush
of wetness drenching her ruined panties, "No Mistress."
Santana circles in front of her again cupping her jaw and squeezing it softly
to open slightly, "My dick fucking that mouth would make it so much prettier?"
Rachel moans again opening her mouth wider, Santana chuckles, "You're such a
needy little slut aren't you?" she laughs louder when Rachel nods, "You can't
go a day without having something stuffed in those slutty little holes, huh?"
She sighs when Rachel shakes her head, "I guess I could be a nice Mistress and
allow the pleasure of having my dick in your mouth."
Rachel whimpers her big doe eyes imploring her Mistress Santana. The
domineering girl chuckles, a wicked gleam in her as she lowers her spankies to
her knees letting her big dick spring free. She fist it moving her hand slowly
with Rachel's eyes watching every stroke, "I think after I fuck your mouth I'm
going to bend you over," she points to the ground, "and pound that pretty
little pussy but I'm not going to cum." She sneers at Rachel's mournful
whimpers, "No I'm going to save my load for that slutty ass. I want you walking
around the rest of the day with my cum sloshing around that tight hole. So
every time you feel it move inside, you'll remember who you belong to."
Rachel nods groaning, "Oh god yes please Mistress…" But before she got a chance
to finish begging Santana stuffs the large cock in her mouth. She didn't feel
like teasing anymore, because she's been hard since teasing Quinn. She fists
her hands in Rachel's silky locks holds her head still as she sets a brutal
pace. Each stroke working her dick further down her toy's throat.
Rachel moans happily sucking harder and harder reveling in taste of Santana's
cock. She was a little sad though, because she wasn't going to cum down her
throat. Rachel wants to taste her Mistress's delicious cum like the addict
she's become. Both ignoring the bell, signaling that they are late for class.
"That's right bitch take it all the way down that slutty throat," Santana
taunts. "I wish I could record this and send it to Finn to show him what a
fucking little bitch you turned out to be."
Rachel hums around the big cock lodged in her throat, "Oh you like that huh?
You want the jolly green idiot to know what kind of slut you are," Rachel nods.
"You want him to know who you belong to, huh?" Rachel nods again humming faster
as Santana groans, "Oh fuck, dirty girl."
Santana pulls out abruptly, "On your hands and knees dirty girl." Rachel
quickly complies and Santana kneels behind her ripping her panties off. Rachel
hisses when Santana slams her dick into her hard without any warning. She grips
her slender waist hard enough to leave bruises, starts thrusting hard, harder
and faster and Rachel's squeals bounce off the walls. Santana slaps her ass
hard, "Be quiet or I won't let you cum." They both knew how it was hard for the
normally verbose songstress to remain quiet but they both knew how much it
turned Rachel on. And as a plus it made the HBICs hot hear those muffled moans
and grunts and tiny breathy whimpers that fell from her mouth.
Santana toys with plug in time with her thrusts. Rachel slams back meeting her
thrust for thrust whimpers struggling to get out as she bites her lip. She
waits to plead to cum but her Mistress said no noise.
Santana twist the plug, "You can cum as much as you want as long as you stay
quiet."
Rachel throws her head, the veins in her neck bulging out as she swallows the
long drawn out moan that wanted to come out. Santana groans fighting her urge
to cum, wanting to make good her promise to fuck every hole before she sends
her off to class. But the warm wetness soaking her dick and thighs was almost
too much to take.
"Oh fuck," Santana halts her hips abruptly. Rachel whimpers lowering her head
to her arms, wiggling her ass hoping to entice her Mistress to start fucking
her again. But Santana just smirks wiping the sweat beading on her upper lip
before slowly, teasing her toy, as she removes the plug and places it on
Rachel's torn panties.
"I think it's time I open up this ass again," Santana gropes and pulls apart
her cheeks, licking her lips at the pretty puckered hole. "I want you to feel
me for the rest of the day. I want you to remember me every time you sit down."
Rachel pants pushing back, "I guess you like that huh? You like being my slut,
Mistress Quinn's slut." Rachel nods her face flushing, she's not even bothering
to pretend to be embarrassed anymore. Hell she gets wetter every time a dirty
word falls from their lips. Especially Mistress Quinn with her angelic voice,
it makes every syllable sound ten times dirtier. Santana smirks easing her
throbbing dick out of the velvety wetness. Her dick glistens in the dull
florescent light because of Rachel's cum, she pokes her head in the small hole.
She smiles devilishly when she hears a barely there whimper, "Do you want it?"
Rachel nods, pushing back a fraction of an inch, "Prove it." Santana let's go
of one of her cheeks and steadies her dick, "Fuck yourself, dirty girl."
Both girls hold their breath as Rachel levels herself up again and slowly
impales herself on Santana's dick. Both girls relishing the feeling of that
thick dick stretching her wider and wider with every inch. When Rachel's ass
meets Santana's thighs, they pause allowing Rachel a moment to adjust before
Rachel starts thrusting back slowly. Santana is in heaven and in hell, she
loves the tight warm hole surrounding her cock but she wants to move, to fuck
her toy hard.
It's always hard for Rachel to fuck herself because she can never hit the her
spot the way her Mistresses do. The right angle or the right speed, it's safe
to say that her Mistresses ruined her everyone even herself. She has to bite
her lip to keep from begging for more, so she used the only thing she could,
her body. She starts to thrust herself back with reckless abandonment, her ass
stinging with every hard thrust. Santana grunts feeling the sting on her one
hand that was still holding Rachel's cheek.
Santana groans a low chuckle, "Do you need help?"
Rachel nods, her wet sweaty hair matted on her forehead, "I suppose I help you,
but what's in it from me? You can speak."
Rachel moans, feeling relieved to finally being able to let one out. She pants,
"Anything Mistress, anything you want but please help me."
Santana smirks, "Anything?" she grabs Rachel's shoulder stopping her thrusting,
"Even if Quinn and I want to take you somewhere this weekend?"
Rachel fidgets, "Yes Mistress anything."
Santana's smirks morphs into a smug smile, "Okay but like I said we're taking
you somewhere and you will have no complaints."
"Yes, Mistress, but please I can't… I can't," Rachel groans frustrated but can
you blame her for not being able to articulate a proper sentence with Mistress
Santana's thick dick twitching in her ass. I'd like to see you try, "Please!"
Santana nods, "Okay but I want you to do one thing for me." Santana moves her
other to grab ahold of Rachel's waist again, "I want to her you scream my
name."
Rachel swallows, if someone were to walk by then they would know what was
happening inside of the closet. But as she thought about she couldn't bring
herself to care, "Yes Mistress."
Santana tenses her calves, pulling out until only the tip of her dick was
inside and using the hand on Rachel's shoulder, slams back inside. Rachel
throws her back and arches her back changing the angle that Santana's dick was
jackhammering into her ass.
"Take it. Take it. Take it, bitch," Santana grunts. "Take it all."
Rachel moans, feeling the unmistakable tightening in her belly spread. Feeling
her hole clinch tighter and tighter around her Mistress's dick, putting a choke
hold on it. Feeling every stroke take her higher and higher. Santana groans
low, pushing past the resistance slamming harder and harder. The sounds of skin
bounce of the walls only to be drowned out by Rachel's loud,
"MISTRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" followed by an even louder
"SANTANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" as she comes crashing back down to earth. Instead
of Santana falling with her over the edge, she starts to pick up the speed and
force of every thrust.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Santana chants. The muscles in her legs start to shake,
once again she silently thanks her crazy Coach for all the suicides she forces
the team to run. Because without it she knows that she or Quinn wouldn't have
enough stamina to keep up with their horny toy. That thought alone was enough
to redouble her already blinding pace sending Rachel crashing into another mind
numbing orgasm into another.
"Oh, oh, oh," Rachel screams incoherently.
"Shit, shit, you slut, oh fuck, you feel so good," Santana whimpers unable to
hold off anymore and shoots a hot load into the Rachel. When she felt Santana
fill her up, it pushes Rachel's into another powerful orgasm. Santana falls
into a heap on Rachel's back, panting into her sweaty neck. Her hips and cock
still jerking and twitching inside of Rachel.
"Oh shit, thank you Mistress, thank you thank you," Rachel chants falling with
her face onto her arms again because her shaky weak limbs couldn't hold both of
their weights anymore.
Santana kisses her neck sloppily, "As much as I hate to say this we need to get
to class."
"Noooo, please Mistress stay here with this girl," Rachel whines pitifully.
She feels Santana shake her head, "No we don't want the school calling your
fathers to tell that you've started skipping classes. They think we're a bad
influence on you," Santana tells her in a mocking tone. She pushes Rachel's
head back down when she tries to get up, still holding her in place Santana
reaches for the plug. "Make sure none of my cum leaks out," she snorts. "Or
else I might think you don't want me inside of you anymore."
"Yessss Mistress," she hisses as her nerve ending are set on fire again when
her Mistress pulls out of her battered hole slowly.
Santana watches as Rachel's poor gaping back side struggles to close trapping
her jizz, "Good girl." She eases the plug back into Rachel's ass, "Since I
ruined your panties, I say it's plain good luck that I have a pair with me."
Rachel hears her Mistress shuffle around behind her and goes into what she's
assuming her back pack. Santana tugs on her hair making her stand. Rachel
glances to down to see a pair of plain white panties in her Mistress's hand.
Frowning, she looks at her Mistress the question written all over her face.
This wasn't anything like the sexy panties they buy and love for her to wear.
Santana gives her an adorable half smile, "Don't worry Berry, these won't be
added to your normal attire." Her smile widens, "Maybe, we'll see."
Rachel shrugs inwardly, her Mistress has a plan. They always have a plan, so
she's learned not to question or think too hard about it because when the time
is right they'll let her know whatever it's about. The girls straighten her
clothing and make their selves look semi presentable in silence. At least the
don't look like they just spent the first half of class having sex. Well
Santana looks decent, there's no hope for Rachel because ever since this
started she's been sporting a freshly fucked looked all the time now.
Their peers are all somewhat dense but they're starting to catch on to the fact
that Ms. Rachel 'Wait Until I'm 25' Berry has been getting down on a regular
bases. But no one, maybe Jewfro when he finally figures something's up, is
stupid enough to ask her who it is.
Once they were done dressing Santana pulls Rachel into the kiss she neglected
to give her when she first walked in. She hands Rachel a pass that no teacher's
stupid enough to question, official cheerio hall pass, and pushes her out the
door. With an odd "Don't cum until we tell you too," Rachel skips happily to
her next class. Once again both girls don't notice a pair of unfamiliar hazel
eyes watching them.
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By the time Rachel gets to Glee after school that she's a throbbing wet mess.
As it turns out the pair of underwear her Mistress conveniently had on hand was
a pair of vibrating panties. The first jolt came right before lunch when she
was talking over the history teacher, who was most likely drunk and giving the
class the wrong information. She might be calmer but she's still Rachel Berry
and her education is important, so if the teacher wasn't going to do her job
then she'll have to stand in until she does. So when Rachel was mid rant the
sudden jolt had her squealing loud.
Red faced and panting Rachel stuttered out an excuse that her leg cramped up.
The teacher stares after the girl like she was crazy before moving on with her
lesson. Rachel swallows down a moan when the another , higher, jolt of
electricity is sent her way. She looks back to see her Mistresses smirking at
her wickedly. Santana winks before showing the remote hidden in her palm.
Rachel shakes her head in disbelief before shaking her head smiling faintly as
turns around to face the front of the room again.
She feels her phone vibrate, looking around to make sure the teacher wasn't
watching she opens the phone and reads her text, 'Don't you like your gift? MS'
She quickly types back, 'Of course Mistress this girl loves all the gifts you
give her. DG'
'Good. Remember no cumming until we tell you. MQ'
'Yes Mistress, DG'
'Good now pay attention, but later I want you to use that smart mouth of yours
on something more…enjoyable. MQ'
Rachel stifles a moan before she replies 'Yes Mistress, DG'.
So that was pretty much the rest of her day. Her Mistresses were in a
particularly playful mood but they almost made her choke on her lunch when the
set to the setting on high and gave her jolts whenever she tried to eat.
So the poor little toy sat in the choir room ready to explode, wanting nothing
more than for her Mistresses to take her home and relieve the built up pressure
they created. But of course that would be too easy and they never made things
too easy for her. They loved to torture her as much as she loved to be tortured
and teased by them. It just made the sex and orgasms a hundred times better and
more intense.
When the rest of New Direction trailed into the room the all were surprised
(and disappointed) that Rachel wasn't doing her usual warm ups. Kurt and his
fellow diva sat on the other side of the room, it was an unspoken rule now that
everyone gave the diva and the HBICs a wide berth. The only two people allowed
to sit next to them were Puck and Brittany.
Kurt turned around staring until Rachel snapped, "Yes Kurt is there something
that you wish to say?"
Kurt looked startled at the mid outburst and Rachel felt somewhat guilty after
all it wasn't his fault the her Mistresses were big teases. "I was just
wondering, as I'm sure everyone in this room is, why aren't you practicing like
you do before every meeting."
Rachel shrugs, "I'm resting my voice for the new solo Mr. Schue is planning to
assign." Mentally patting herself on the back for coming up with a believe
excuse so quickly.
"Kurt narrows his eyes, "What makes you think that you're going to get the
solo, Rachel? There's plenty of other talent in the room."
Once again she shrugs feeling distracted wondering why her Mistresses haven't
walked in yet, "I'm the best vocalist in the room Kurt. The fact that most of
the solos are mine anyway is proof of that."
Finn grumbles, "Maybe it's the fact that you're a big slut and fuck Ms. Schue
is proof of that."
Rachel glares at the man child, "Just because I wouldn't go out with you Finn
is no reason to resort to name calling. If you acted like a man rather than an
entitled brat, I might have gone out with. So instead of whining and carrying
on like a child, go out and find someone that has little or no self-esteem
because the way I see it that's the only type of woman that could lower
themselves to go out with you."
Mercedes smirks, "So you're trying to say that Quinn has no low self-esteem,
because she was going out with him in the beginning of the year."
Rachel shrugs with a mysterious smile on her face, "Of course not Quinn is one
of the most self-assured girls I know. If you want to know the reasons she had
for going out with Shrek then you'll have to ask her yourself."
"My ears are burning," a velvety voice taunts. "I think that means one of the
losers is talking about me."
Santana raspy voice enters the room before the Unholy Trinity does, "I think it
does." Rachel unconsciously licks her lips when the HBICs saunter inside the
room. Their sinfully short skirts swaying seductively, "Does anyone care to
elaborate or do I have to break open some heads."
Mercedes and Kurt glance at each other before Kurt pipes in, "Rachel was just
telling the room that the only women that would go out with Finn or ones with
little or no esteem."
"And I was just asking her, if that applies to you Quinn," Mercedes voice
dripping with false sincerity.
Quinn raises the eye brow of doom looking straight at her toy. The little toy
loves and hates that eye brow, it could send her straight into an orgasm or it
could make her a trembling terrified mess. But has for now it was a mixture of
the two. Her angelic voice carried a hint of steel underneath it, "Is that so
Rachel? I have no self-respect?"
Rachel smiles serenely, "I never said that, m…Quinn." She always has to catch
herself and not call them Mistress in front of other people, "If Mercedes had
finished telling you my statement then she should've also mentioned that I find
you to be one of the most self-assured women I know. Along with Santana of
course and if you don't believe please ask Tina or Mike."
Rachel holds her breath when Quinn just stares into her toy's eyes, "Well
Stutters is this true?"
Tina looks like a deer caught in headlights, "Y-y-y-es s-s-s-he said t-t-t-t-
that you have your reason for going out with Finn."
Quinn flashes a dangerous smile at Rachel, "Did she say why?"
Mike clears his throat, taking pity on the frightened girl, "No Q, she said to
ask you if we wanted to know."
Quinn shrugs finally breaking her staring contest with Rachel, looking at
Santana. They held a silent conversation before giving Finn an amused smile, "I
was using him as my beard."
Santana chuckles throwing an arm around her girl's waist, "Yeah Finnept, the
whole time she was dating you, I was fucking her."
Finn's mouth drops open as the rest of the room gasps, "No way! You never even
let me touch your boob! You always stopped and wanted to pray, so you wouldn't
do that with her. Right?"
Quinn smiles that dangerously again, "Of course I didn't want you to touch me,
why would I when I have Santana?" The HBICs giggle as they move to sit next to
their smug toy, "I was using you for your popularity and you did me a favor by
breaking up with me. Now the whole school knows what a lame ass loser you are
when you can't even get a date with Rachel."
Santana leans forward making sure to glare at every member of the club, "Since
you losers besides B, Puck, Mike and Berry or the only people that know, if the
rest of the school catches wind of this before we're ready to come out I know
who to blame." Her smile is all teeth, "And believe me you'll wish your Daddy
used a condom after I'm done with you."
Mercedes and Kurt discreetly put away their phones and an uncomfortable silence
filled the room. Puck and Mike were watching Finn, they knew he was only
seconds away from throwing a tantrum like the over grown baby he is."
Mr. Schue for once had impeccable timing and the tension evaporated, "Hey guys!
I have an idea for the solo at sectionals." He puts his bag down and takes out
a stack of music sheets, "This is an awesome song and I think it'll show the
judges that we're serious competition."
He passes the papers around, when Rachel got her sheet she started squealing,
"This is perfect Mr. Schue right with in my vocal range. I know I can do this
song justice."
She looks up smiling not noticing Kurt's glare, "What makes you think that this
is your solo Rachel?"
"Because its Wicked Kurt! I clearly stated before joining this club that any
and all Wicked and/or Barbra songs are to be sung by me." She stands up to her
full 3 and half feet (Santana thinks sarcastically) glaring down at her
somewhat friendly rival, "With all my years of practice, I feel that I'm the
only one that can do it justice."
Mr. Schue whistles trying to gain the attention of his club, "How about this, a
diva off? Whoever wins gets to sing the solo, does that sound fair?"
Quinn tugs Rachel done and her toy sags down pouting but willingly, "I think
it's fair Mr. Schue."
Rachel looks up sadly, she thought her Mistresses would be on her side about
this. Santana catches her eye winking, "It's fair but unnecessary since Gay boy
doesn't have a chance on beating Berry." She smiles innocently, "But like we
said fair."
Quinn stands up pulling Rachel up with her, "It's nice that you give these
losers hope but too much false hope makes a person bitter, isn't that right Mr.
Schue?"
Brittany skips ahead, "Right because I think it's safe to say that Rachel is
going to be a big star one day and Kurt will probably be directing a Glee club
of his own."
Puck shrugs his shoulders following his girls out the door while the rest of
club look on dazed. Mr. Schue clears his throat, "Um well I guess you're all
dismissed, the diva off will be on Friday."
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Quinn parks her car in her drive way smiling at her reflection. She just
dropped off Brittany and picked up some take out before returning home.
Whistling under her breath she balances the bags in her hand before opening the
door. Chuckling under her breath she can hear Rachel's voice singing that song
loudly. But when she walked into the living room, she certainly didn't expect
to see her toy riding Santana's lap like it was her own personal pony.
Santana laid flat on the couch with her arms under her head watching her toy's
titties bounce up and down, "Aw come on Berry you can sing better than that."
She reaches over smacking her ass lightly and puts her arm back, "Start over."
Rachel groans leaning back with her hands resting on her Mistress's knees
grinding her hips in a circular motion, "Y-yes Mistress."
Rachel moves up and down in a semi fast paced before starting her song over:
"Something has changed within me Something is not the same…
"Oh fuckk," she pants.
"I'm through with playing by the rules Of someone else's game."
Santana laughs, teasing her with a couple of hard upward thrust, "Nope you
messed up again Berry! How do you expect to win this stupid diva off if you
can't even make it through the first verse?"
Rachel whimpers, "Sorry Mistress."
Quinn voice startles both girls, "What's going on here? I left to get some
dinner and I find you getting your dessert already."
Santana chuckles hauling herself up looking over the top of the couch, never
breaking stride. Rachel whimpers when the pistoning dick hits her at a
different angle, "Hey babe, I was just helping our dirty girl practice for that
diva off." She pauses groaning as Rachel bounces up and down on her dick, "Oh
fuck, if she can make it through the entire song without messing up and hit
that note at the end then she can cum as much as she wants."
Quinn licks her lips, her dick already hard, "Sounds like a plan. I'll just go
put this in the microwave then we can both help Berry practice."
Rachel groans as her pussy clinches, she knows what that means. She moans loud,
she can barely sing one verse now but having both of her Mistresses fuck her
than it'll be fucking impossible. But fuck, it'll be so damn good she hasn't
taken both of them since yesterday and she misses the feeling. Damn they turned
her into a needy little slut if she can't even go a day without getting drilled
from both holes at the same time.
"Okay Berry from the top," Santana taunts laying back down.
Rachel shudders, "Yes Mistressss.
"Something has changed within me Something is not the same I'm through with
playing by the rules Of someone else's game"
Rachel swallows a moan, she's determined to finish the song the whole way
through before Mistress Quinn comes to play. Because fuck it's hard enough
concentrating while riding her Mistress Santana but having them both makes her
brain melt.
"Too late for second-guessing Too late to go back to sleep It's time to trust
my instincts Close my eyes: and leap!
"OH FUCK, fuck, fuck," Rachel squeals when Santana pulls on the clamps. Her
eyes glaze over and her mouth hangs open. Santana snickers tugging the clamps
harder, "Ohhh Mist-resssss."
Quinn comes into the living room already naked, "You know I don't think that's
part of the song Berry." She walks around the couch like a panther stalking its
prey, "Maybe you need more…of incentive."
Rachel looks over at her Mistress Quinn, wondering when the hell she got the
paddle, "If, if it pleases you Mistress." Rachel groans falling down harder on
her Mistress Santana's dick, "This girl would lo-ve moreee incentive." She
finding it harder and harder to form coherent sentences right now.
Santana hums her approval, "I think Berry needs all the help she can get if she
wants to beat Lady Face." Santana tugs the chain connecting the clamps again
making Rachel fall forward, "Just don't hit me Quinn or you ain't getting any
for a week." She looks over Rachel's shoulder with a mock stern expression.
Quinn gives her an exaggerated curtsy, which should be hard to do being naked
and all, but somehow Quinn pulled it off. Santana licks her lips watching
Quinn's dick flop around, "As you wish Sir López, but don't wear yourself out
with Berry. You owe me for coming out to the Gleeks today."
Santana winks at her, "No worries babe I have plans for you later, since our
toy is still punished and not allowed on our bed. I think I'll give you a
workout later."
The whole time her Mistresses were talking Rachel was fighting the urge to cum.
It was a valiant effort and she should get a fucking medal. How many girls
could hold off when as long as she has when a beautiful hard thick dick, was
pounding the hell out of her pussy? Not many and Rachel was close to breaking
the rules, punishment be damned.
The first hit caught her by surprise and she rocked in Santana's lap hard,
making her eyes cross. "I don't hear you singing Berry. Do I need to take you
off of Santana's dick and just whip your ass?" Quinn's voice takes that hard
seductive tone that never fails to have her dripping more than she already is.
"No Mistress," Rachel groans, loving the sting radiating in her back side.
"This girl is sorry but she didn't want to interrupt your conversation."
She yelps again when both of her Mistresses hit her hard, both hits equally as
pleasurable, "Aren't you just a considerate little toy! But we're done now so
sing and no more do overs," she can hear the sarcasm dripping off of every word
that fell out Mistress Quinn's delicious mouth.
Rachel pants into Santana's shoulder, "Yes Mistress."Something has changed
within me Something is not the same"
Quinn pauses letting her toys voice wash over her. She can hear the struggle to
hold the notes and it makes her harder. She raises the paddle bringing it down
harder over and over again. Each strike makes Rachel's hips jump harder
impaling herself harder on Santana's dick.
"I'm through with playing by the rules Of someone else's gameToo late for
second-guessing Too late to go back to sleep It's time to trust my instincts"
Santana brown chocolaty eyes lock onto Quinn's bright green ones. Weeks of
practice made them in tone with each other or maybe they've always been in tone
because each girls' strokes landed at the same time.
"Close my eyes: and leap!It's time to try defying gravity I think I'll try
defying gravity Kiss me goodbye I am defying gravity And you won't bring me
down!"Either this was heaven or this was hell, Rachel couldn't make up her made
to which one it was at the moment. Aww fuck it, this is heaven. Her heaven and
she's enjoying every minute. She starts rocking her hips harder wanting to
please her Mistresses, hoping maybe they'll let her cum just once before the
end of the song.
"I'm through accepting limits"
She smirks a little at how true that statement is, societies and social norms
don't approve of the life style she finds herself in, but fuck it she doesn't
care. This is the happiest, stress free she's ever been.
"'Cause someone says they're so Some things I cannot change But till I try,
I'll never know! "Quinn lets the paddle drop a few more times before letting it
shatter to the floor. It's almost time for the big finish and Rachel's doing
good. Why not give her double the pleasure?
"Too long I've been afraid of Losing love I guess I've lost Well, if that's
love It comes at much too high a cost!"I'd sooner buy defying gravity Kiss me
goodbye I'm defying gravity"
Rachel pants swallowing moans of pleasure but never misses a beat. Her
Mistress's dick thrusts up harder and harder with every note. If she knew that
her singing turned her Mistresses on this much then she would have been singing
up a storm this whole time.
"I think I'll try defying gravity And you won't bring me down!"I'd sooner buy
defying gravity Kiss me goodbye I'm defying gravity I think I'll try defying
gravity And you won't bring me down! Bring me down!"
Santana glances back when Quinn gets into position, she grabs her toy's
gyrating hips holding her still. Timing the whole thing just right Quinn enters
her when she sings the first:
"ohh ohhh ohhhh!
"OHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDD," Rachel screams. She goes crazy rocking back and forth,
taking in both cocks deeper and deeper.
Quinn's body crashes on top of Rachel's, their weight made it impossible for
Santana to move. All she could do was lay there while Quinn drove Rachel harder
onto her dick.
"Aww fuck, Quinn," Santana grunts. "I can feel you."
Quinn smirks biting on Rachel's shoulder she loves leaving her mark on her toy,
"I can feel you to baby."
Rachel whimpers before imploring, "Mayyy thiss girl cum, Mistress?"
Quinn hisses, "You better cum hard! I want to squirt of over Santana's dick!"
Finally, Rachel thinks before her body crashes over the edge she's been
tittering on this whole time. "OHHHHH OHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHH," her screams bounce
off the walls, so much so that some of the neighbors look out their windows and
over at the Fabray house. Each one wondering if they should go over and find
out if anything is wrong, but they all shake their heads. The last time they
went to check that Hispanic girl scared the hell out of them, so no thank you
as long as no one's dead. Why should they care?
Quinn dick hardens more, something she didn't think possible at the moment, and
then she goes crazy on Rachel's ass. Thrusting harder and faster drowning out
Rachel's breathy whimpers and Santana's grunts. Santana pulls the pull start in
her belly until she explodes inside of her toy.
"Oh fuckkkk," she groans filling her up and spilling out onto the couch.
A struggled moan escapes from Rachel's mouth as she cums again, seeing
fireworks behind her closed eyes. Her pulsating pussy milking her Mistress's
twitch dick, like a greedy bitch wanting every drop for herself.
Quinn grins as she falls over the edge herself, filling up her toy's ass making
the helpless toy cum again this time the force knocks her unconscious. The
HBICs lay panting, not wanting to move until their sure that their jellified
limbs could hold them up.
Santana's mumbled something but Quinn couldn't understand her muffled words.
Still having no energy Quinn grunts out her question. Santana rolls her eyes
sighing, "I said we made her black out again." she laughs, "And get off bitch,
your heavy."
Quinn flips her off weakly before rolling onto the floor. She lays there when a
question popped in her head, "What happened to her plug? I thought she had an
ass full of cum."
Santana wiggles around until she's able to get Rachel off her dick and off her
tired body, "I took it out when we came in." She rolls onto Quinn causing the
blonde to give her a weak glare, "I wasn't sure what time you'd be here but I
wanted to have it out before you did in case you wanted to join in." Santana
kisses Quinn's collar bone, "Since she's going to be knocked out for a while
why don't I show you how much I love the fact that you told the Gleeks about
us."
Quinn moans feeling her soft dick twitch, "Oh yeah, it turned you on didn't
it?"
Santana bites her neck lightly, "Yup, I especially loved Finn's face when I
told him that I was fucking you the whole time you two were together."
Quinn smiles wrapping her arms around the Latina's sweaty body, "I'm sorry
baby, I know you hated the fact that I had to pretend to be with him. And I
know it hurt you when we went out on dates and he kissed me."
Santana swallows shrugging off the pain that still lingered, "Yeah but you only
let me see the real you. well me and Berry now. Brittany and Puck on occasion
but it's always me that gets the real you. so I guess that the most important
thing, right?"
"Right San because I love you," Quinn tells her sweetly. "And now the losers
know it and soon the whole fucking will. And I'll never have to pretend
anymore, I can be with you freely."
Santana lifts her head up, her eyes suspiciously shiny, "And Berry? Are we
going to announce that?"
Quinn shrugs her shoulders, "That's something we all have to agree on. I don't
think it's anyone's business what we do in the bedroom but it will be nice
having everyone know why she's off limits."
Santana nods spreading Quinn's legs brushing her already hard dick on Quinn's
ass leaving a wet trail, "Right because if that stupid Gigantor hits on her one
more time, I'm going to cut it off."
Quinn winches a little, her dick shrinks back in sympathy, "Please, please
don't talk about cutting anything off while I'm naked."
Santana laughs devilishly, "Aww is mini-Q scared?" Her hand circles around the
softening dick, "Don't worry baby, I love mini- Q too much to do anything to
her."
Quinn moans when she feels Santana's cock ease into her, stretching her out in
a way that only she could. They once let Brittany fuck her with a strap-on
because they hurt her feeling, by taking their frustrations out on her and
called her stupid one day. It was an awkward affair for all parties involved,
Brittany couldn't get the right rhythm and Quinn just couldn't relax. Brittany
didn't even want to try with Santana, so it's safe to say with them she's a
bottom all the way. And wasn't like Brittany doesn't know how to use a strap-
on, when they were all experimenting together they brought in other girls. No
one that went their school, just random girls they picked up at a bar or
something. They had no complaints when she fucked them, no it was just the fact
that she couldn't fuck Quinn or Santana like that.
Quinn moans again when Santana picks up her pace slightly, as if she knew her
mind was on something else. And why is she even thinking about other things
when Santana's magic dick is doing wonderful things to her? Right, she
shouldn't now is the time to enjoy her girl.
"Oh fuck baby you feel so good inside of me," Quinn moans wrapping her long
legs around Santana's waist. Her breath catches when Santana's rhythm changes
into faster, harder strokes.
"Oh fuck baby I love you," Santana pants in her ear. She's still worn out from
fucking Rachel earlier but she's going to make this good for Quinn. Even if it
kills her, "You're so fucking tight. I love the way you squeeze my dick, like
you never want to let me go."
Quinn uses her legs to lift up her hips with every thrust, "I don't baby I need
you all of the time."
Santana grunts pounding into her ass harder, the sounds echoing throughout the
room. She drills Quinn harder, trying to pound her into the floor. Quinn moans
struggling to move with her but thinks fuck it, before relaxing and just
holding onto the ride.
Santana hips become a blur, like she's trying to tattoo her name inside of
Quinn. Mark her, claim her so no one will ever try and take her away again.
Quinn groans, her teeth clanking together with every mind numbing thrust. Her
dick squeezed in between their sweaty bodies, having enough friction to slide
with every stroke. She knows she's going to cum soon, but she wants to hold
off.
"Oh, oh, oh god," Quinn chants. "I'm going to cum baby."
Santana grunts determined to make her cum harder than she did when they fucked
Rachel, "That's it baby cum hard for me. NOW!"
Quinn throws her head back screaming out Santana's name loud enough to jolt
Rachel out of her unconscious state. She groans, her whole body feeling sore,
and lifts her head to see her Mistress Santana's hips pounding into her
Mistress Quinn's ass. She moans low, when a familiar tingle and wetness spreads
through her body.
Santana grunts exploding into Quinn filling her up, the hot sticky mess
spilling onto the floor. Quinn's legs fall limp off of Santana's waist and onto
the her sides, little whimpers fill the Latina's ears. She feels her dick
twitch she couldn't muster the energy to get hard again. She had Rachel riding
her dick the whole time. Quinn was gone for almost an hour, so mini-San needed
a brief respite. Only brief like dinner, homework then bed and then she'll show
Quinn how she loves her again. Kissing Quinn's collar one more time, Santana
rolls off of her and onto her back while both girls tried to catch their
breaths.
They laid basking in the afterglow until Quinn felt a wet tongue slowly licking
her stomach. She opens one eye to see her toy cleaning up the mess she made.
Rachel looks up at her under her lashes, smiling happily as she worked.
Quinn laughs, "You're such a good girl aren't you Berry."
Rachel hums, "This girls your good girl Mistress, only yours and Mistress
Santana."
Quinn smirks, "Damn right dirty girl." She tangles one hand in Rachel's silky
locks while the other searches and finds her dozing girlfriend's. "Make sure
we're all clean, not one drop left on us or we'll be having a discussion with
that paddle again and trust when I say it won't be a soft spanking like
earlier."
Rachel rolls her eyes inwardly, soft? Tell that to my bruises, she thinks with
a soft chuckle, "Yes Mistress."
Quinn drops her head satisfied, dozing off with her Santana. Only for a minute,
she thinks.
That Friday Rachel had the club staring at her in awe as she hits the note that
Kurt failed to reach. The Gleeks stood up and gave her a thunderous applause.
Rachel rocked on her heels soaking up the praise, a light red tint on her face.
Of course it didn't feel as good as her Mistresses praises but it was a nice
second.
Mr. Schue stood up smiling that creepy smile that makes her want to take a
shower every time he wears it, "Wow that was wonderful Rachel! I didn't think
that you could hit that note."
Rachel smirks glancing briefly at her Mistresses, who were sitting with a
glazed over look. They were probably thinking the same thing as she was, "Well
I was given a new practice method that proved to be more effective than my old
one."
Kurt sulks in his chair, "Well do share Rachel, I think it's only fair."
Rachel shrugs a mysterious look in her eyes, "Sorry Kurt but that's my secret
weapon and you can't know it. You'll just have to find your own method."
Santana guffaws, "Yeah Lady Face, Rachel's new teachers aren't taking any more
new students. So you're shit out of luck buddy."
Mr. Schue steps in finally deciding to do what he's paid for, "Okay guys I
think that's enough and I also think it's safe to say that Rachel one this diva
off. So if we do use this song at sectionals than she'll be performing it."
Rachel gives Kurt a smug smile before moving to sit with her Mistresses. Kurt
glares at the tiny diva, plotting his revenge. Quinn pats Rachel's leg,
congratulating her before whispering in her ear, "Don't forget we have
somewhere we need to go after your class. So be ready immediately after it's
done."
Rachel swallows back a moan, whispering back, "Yes Mistress."
They turn around tuning out the curly haired director. Rachel let her mind
wander, wondering where they could be taking her. The rest of the meeting past
in a blur for Rachel her mind couldn't let go of the surprise her Mistresses
had in store for her. She waited for her Mistresses to drop her off at the
studio but was told that Noah was going to be driver since Coach Sylvester
called a last minute practice. The cheerios were getting ready for their
sectionals next week as well.
Rachel's class also past in a blur, she's sure she did worse than the new
students. But she couldn't bring herself to care her Mistresses were waiting.
Rachel skipped happily to Santana's car, she opened the back door and kissed
them on their cheeks, "Hello Mistresses, this girl missed you."
Santana starts the car scoffing playfully, "Really Berry? We were only gone for
what two hours?"
Rachel blushes putting on her seatbelt, "Yes Mistress, this girl misses you and
Mistress Quinn whenever you're away. However long it might be."
Quinn chuckles glancing in the mirror, "Aren't you just a sweet little toy."
Rachel's blush deepens as she sits back listening to her Mistresses chat about
the crazy antics of their Coach. She was so lost in thought that she didn't
even notice that they stopped. When she looked up to the building they were
parked in front of, her mouth dropped open.
"A tattoo parlor, Mistress," she stuttered out. Her whole body winched at the
pain to come that she most likely will not enjoy.
***** The Bronze *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: No I don't own Glee but I wish I did. Okay if you hadn't
     guessed by the name of the chapter the girls are going to the club,
     finally. I had some trouble writing the scene there because I wanted
     it as realistic as possible, so I'm sorry if I didn't accomplish
     that. Warnings, a heavy hose of BDSM and lots and lots of smut. Enjoy
     and on with the show.
Rachel sits stunned looking at the building in front of her, she knows that
they teased her about getting one in the beginning. But after all these weeks
together they never mentioned it again so she thought they were just taunting
her about the possibility. She would never want to deny them anything but this
is permanent and she's not sure if she can go through with it. This just might
be one of her few 'reds' that she has with her Mistresses.
It's not that she wants to disobey her Mistresses because that's something she
would never do. She loves serving them and she did say that she would get their
name tattooed on her person in the very beginning. But does she really want
too? She knows that they would never force her if this one of her reds, they
always did honor her limits. As long as she could trust them to do so she has
placed all of her trust in them. They never done anything to harm her, which is
odd considering the nature of their relationship.
Santana turns around seat when her toy didn't say anything, "Are you okay.
Berry?"
Santana knows by the furrow of her toy's brow that the girl is in deep thought.
So the HBICs let her continue her inner debate, sooner or later she will come
to a decision. They will of course honor whatever it may be but that doesn't
mean they won't try to turn it to their favor.
Quinn drawls, "Dirty girl I believe that Santana has asked you a question.
Don't make us punish you when this whole weekend was supposed to be a reward
for winning the solo."
Rachel swallows looking at her lap, "Sorry Mistress Santana, Mistress Quinn I
was thinking…"
Quinn snorts, "Yes we could see that, Berry. If you thought any harder than
smoke would be coming out of your ears."
Rachel giggles, "Yes Mistress that is possible, I was thinking about, that if
you and Mistress Santana would be upset with me if I didn't want to get a
tattoo?"
The HBICs glanced at each other communicating silently, after a few minutes
they turned to their nervous toy who was fidgeting around her seat anxiously.
Santana smirks, "We'll make you a deal you come in and have a look around, look
at the design we have in mind for you and if you still decide that you don't
want one today no harm no foul."
Quinn smiles, "We'll leave and revisit this another time but like San said you
won't be punished for it." She chuckles, "We could always order you to get it
you know."
Rachel swallows but doesn't say anything while her blonde Mistress continues,
"And you would do it because you love being our little bitch. You love it when
we bend you over and fuck you until you can't stand anymore." Rachel moans
agreeing with her, "You love it when we strip you down and whip that pretty
little pussy between your legs."
Rachel starts panting at the images the her Mistresses planted in her head.
Santana leans over so that her breast squashed against the seat drawing
Rachel's eyes, "So do we have a deal Berry? You look around than decide or do
we make you look but either way you're going in there. Even if we have to strip
you down in the middle if the fucking street and make you crawl behind us like
the bitch we all know you are."
Rachel stutters, "Yes Mistress this girl will go look around for you."
Quinn smiles satisfied, "Good girl now let's go."
Rachel scrambles out of the car to open the doors for her Mistresses. She knows
as soon as she turns 16 that she'd be driving them around like a chauffeur. For
the last three weeks they've been giving her driving lessons and as a reward
for doing a good job they would bend her over the car fucking her until she
couldn't stand anymore. If she did bad (like her first time behind the wheel)
when she scratched her Mistress Santana's car, they whipped her with the cane.
That was all the motivation her needed to be more careful but in all fairness
her Mistress Quinn had her head between her legs sucking on her clit. So the
fact they came away with only a little scratch rather than in a fiery car crash
was pretty damn good on her part.
So she was a chauffeur, a cook, a maid, a sex toy and whatever else her
Mistresses could think of. Now it seems that she's going to be marked as their
property, even though she thought she was already she was. Marked that is, but
she guessed that they want something more permanent now. Rachel sighs walking
behind them becoming slightly distracted by their tight jeans, showing off
their shapely ass and legs. Rachel unconscious licks her lips at the gentle
sway of their hips hypnotizing her.
She snaps out of her daze in time to open the doors for her Mistresses without
being told to. She look around, surprised to find that no one else was here.
The establishment appeared to clean which in Rachel's opinion was a plus not
that she believed that her Mistresses would ever bring her to a dank dirty
place especially if her body was going to be put in danger. Rachel felt a
little nudge looking to her right her Mistress Santana nodded her head towards
the picture book. Sighing Rachel sits down flipping through the book, she was
quite surprised at how beautiful some of the pieces were. The attention to
detail was marvelously, she has to admit that any one of this pieces would look
beautiful on her skin.
Quinn sits down next to her handing her a piece of paper, "This is what we have
in mind for you but we can modify some things if you have any other ideas."
Rachel takes the paper, gasping the sketch was beautiful and surprisingly
tasteful. The sketch was a three music notes surrounding a small song bird with
the letters Q and S hidden in between the notes. You wouldn't know that they
were there unless you looked hard enough. She assuming the songbird was her and
of course the letters represented her Mistresses. It wasn't obvious that she
was being marked as their property but all three of them knew that she was.
Rachel clears her throat, "Where were you planning on this going Mistress?"
Quinn runs her hand under her shirt to the hem of her skirt, "Right her on the
small of your back, that way we have something pretty to look at when we have
you on your knees."
Rachel lets out a strangled moan, she shouldn't be surprised they told her this
before. Santana smirks stalking over and straddles her lap, "Just think every
time the needle pricks your skin that your pleases your Mistresses. And just
think of how proud we'll be with you if you take it like a good girl." She
grabs Rachel's hand bringing to her hard cock, rubbing back and forth, "Just
think of all the dirty things that we would do to you."
Rachel moans squeezing her Mistress's hard thick dick loving the way it
twitches and jumps in her palm. Quinn places small kisses along her jaw and
neck whispering against her skin, "Just think that every time anyone sees that
tattoo than they'll know who you belong to."
Rachel whimpers when Santana tugs the on her clamped nipples, "Don't you want
to be our good girl? Don't you want to make us proud?"
Rachel nods frantically, "Yes Mistress your good girl."
Quinn smirks biting down gently on the mark that never completely went away
because either she or Santana would remark her in the same exact spot, "So is
that a yes than? I want to hear you say, use your words like a big girl."
"Yes Mistress this girl wants to be tattooed. This girl wants everyone to know
who she belongs too," Rachel sighs as the throbbing from her core spreads
throughout her entire body.
Santana jumps off her lap smirking reaching down to pull her up, "Good girl.
Come on want you to meet my cousin Marcus, he'll be doing your tattoo today and
any other tattoos we may get in the future."
Rachel tries to calm her breathing, "Yes Mistress this girl was wondering how
she would get one without her fathers consent."
Santana leads her to the tattoo chair, "Drop your skirt and then straddle the
chair, Berry." She waits until Rachel finishes doing her instructions, "My
cousin owns this place and he's in love with Quinn so he's basically her bitch
and does whatever she asks, no questions. Well not cousin by blood our fathers
have known each other since they were little but we still consider them
family."
Quinn laughs entering the room with a slightly older taller Latino man, "Yeah
so when I said that I had a friend that wanted to get a tattoo but she was
underage he agreed, right away."
The man grunts, "Fuck off blondie I just like the money, so fuck you I'm not
your bitch."
Quinn snickers, "Sure you're not because that's why I'm not paying you
anything, right?"
The older Latino shrugs, "Whatever I'll get the money off of Tío, I'll just
tell them that I need a new gun or something."
Rachel stiffens her back, "Gun?"
Santana chuckles petting her head, "Tattoo gun Berry chill, my cousin here is a
pussy and doesn't like violence. He's also a gay boy but he accidently walked
in on Quinn changing one day and saw what she was packing and wanted her to peg
him ever since."
"Ignore them, I'm Marcus by the way," he says smiling. Rachel took a closer
look she could see the resemblance even though they weren't actually related.
But it was because they had the same mischievous look in their eyes, "And as
for Quinn," he rolls his eyes, "If you've seen what's between her legs than
you'd know that it's worth ignoring the fact that she has boobs."
Rachel swallows down a jealous retort, her Mistresses don't like it when she's
rude but they did see they flash as it passed quickly across her face. Santana
winks at Quinn before taunting their toy and her cousin while her cousin
finished placing the outline on her skin.
She circles around to Quinn where she was standing in front of them watching
the process. Holding her from behind, Santana cups Quinn's crotch hand moving
in small circles, "It's cool Marcus as long as you know that this dick belongs
to me. I'm the only one that gets to have it," she tugs on Quinn's earlobe.
"Isn't that right Quinn? I'm the one that you fuck every night with this big
hard cock? I'm the one that you pound so hard I still feel you the next day?"
Marcus groans picking up the his equipment, "You are a horrible tease San but
you're lucky that I love you too much to get Quinn drink and have my wicked way
with her."
Rachel on the other hand was ready to explode, the couch and now the teasing
isn't helping her aching core. She's seen the picture that Santana painted so
many times before and it never fails to leave her hot and horny. She's snapped
out of her fantasy when Marcus turns on his machine. She braces herself when it
touches her back, groaning at the first prick on her tender skin.
Rachel concentrates on just breathing through the pain and struggles not to
move. After the many punishments she's endured it was easy to let her mind
drift away from her surroundings. She occupied her mind with random things like
songs that she plans to sing for Glee or her next dance recital. Hell even the
fact that her birthday is coming up soon and getting her driver's license.
But before she knew it he was done he handed her a mirror and led her to the
floor length one across the room. She was in awe it was beautiful, "Wow it's
really beautiful, thank you."
Santana tells her to go to the other room while they find out about the after
care. Her back was a little sore but after the many punishments and play times
she's learned to enjoy pain. Every time she feels it she'll know that she's
marked for life property of her Mistresses. That made her wetter than ever
before knowing that while she's tearing up the stage on Broadway she'll have
this on her skin.
Santana walks to her with a small bag in her hand smirking, "Come on I want to
take a closer look at this when we get home" Rachel smiles her body buzzing
with anticipation, she has a funny feeling that by 'closer look' she means
naked and bent over something.
That was exactly how she found herself less than thirty minutes later, naked
and bent over the couch's arm rest moaning like a bitch in heat as hands rubbed
her back.
Santana groans pulling apart her cheeks roughly, "Damn this looks so hot Q, if
I'd known how hard looking at this would've made me. I would've insisted that
we do this after our first weekend together."
Quinn groans, "Yeah this is so fucking hot just wait until we get to the club
tonight."
Santana lets go of her left cheek landing a series of stinging slaps, "Yeah the
whole fucking club is going to know that this bitch is ours." She smirks
watching the perfect globes jiggle and redden after each blow landed, "Do we
have time for a quick fuck?"
Quinn grunts throwing off her clothes, "Plenty of time." She lays on the couch
her hard cock standing up proudly, "Come on slut get up here? Do you want the
ass or that slutty pussy?"
Santana grins, "I'll take the front you can have the rear."
Rachel moans scrambling on her Mistress's lap quickly, she turns around to face
her Latina Mistress. Getting a firm grip on her Mistress's hard cock she slides
herself down inch by inch. After living with the butt plug in her ass for weeks
it's become easier for her to get their dicks in her ass than it was in the
beginning. She supposes that's why they did it, so she could always be ready
for them. When she was filled to the hilt she leaned back spreading her legs
for Santana.
Quinn groans placing her hands on her toy's hips to steady her while Santana
enters her fast and hard. Rachel throws her head back gasping at the rough
invasion, "Oh Mistress you feel so good."
Santana grunts holding on to the back of the couch starting a fast pace, "Oh
you're so tight, Berry. You'd think after how many times we stretch this pretty
pussy out that you'd be loss but no you're still a snug fit."
Quinn pants letting Santana get into a rhythm before she started thrusting, "Oh
fuck you like this don't you slut? You like being fucked in both holes like the
little bitch you are?"
Rachel moans, "Yes, yes Mistress this girl loves it when you use her."
Santana smirks setting a harder, faster pace soon the only sounds in the room
are the sounds of skin slapping against each other and Rachel's whimpers and
pleas to cum.
Santana giggles, "No cumming for you yet."
Rachel whimpers tears stinging her eyes. Sometimes she hates it when her
Mistresses deny her like this but not really because when they finally let her,
it's an like something explodes inside of her. Rachel clamps down harder hoping
that if she makes them cum then they'll let her too. The HBICs groan, at the
friction started to fuck her faster and faster until Rachel was making keening
animalistic sounds from the back of her throat that echoed throughout the room.
Desperation soon kicked in and it was to a point where it was starting to hurt
holding back her orgasm. Rachel chanted, "Please. Please. Please…"
Santana leans forward attaching her lips on the her hard nipple sucking in
harshly. While Quinn landed a series on hard blows on her ass, "No dirty girl
not yet not until we say."
Rachel moans pitifully, "Yes Mistress."
Santana's head snaps up suddenly as her thrusts become faster and more
uncoordinated stopping abruptly spilling her hot thick cum inside of Rachel's
pussy. Quinn moans jerking her hips up faster until she follows her girl,
marking Rachel's ass as hers, again. Rachel whimpers the need to cum was
painful as she struggles against the urge to follow her Mistresses. She
concentrated on breathing and eventually the need passed but left a dull ache.
Rachel swallows opening her eyes to see a pair of chocolate orbs watching her
with great interest.
Santana smirks circling her hips getting a long drawn out moan from the girls
below her, "Aww does my dirty girl need to cum? Is her pretty little pussy
aching with need?"
Rachel's voice is hoarse when she forces out a simple, "Yes Mistress."
Santana pulls out slowly relishing the way Rachel's walls tighten trying to
suck her back in, "Too bad because we don't have time right now." She slaps
Rachel's thighs playfully, "Now get your lazy off of Quinn and go get our bath
ready."
Rachel whimpers, "Yes Mistress." Her brows furrow in concentration as she eases
herself off Quinn's now flaccid cock, fighting the urge to cum.
Quinn groans when she sees her cum spill out of Rachel's battered hole. They
watch amused as Rachel scrambles up the stairs quickly, giving them an enticing
view of all of her bits. Santana smiles down at her sweaty girlfriend.
Quinn looks up smiling with her, "What?"
Santana shrugs, "Nothing have I told you how much I love you lately?"
Quinn's smile widens before leaning up to give her a sweet loving kiss. When
they pulled apart Quinn whispers, "Come on beautiful we have to finish getting
ready."
Santana groans standing up and pulling Quinn up with her, "I think I changed my
mind, let's stay home all weekend and screw on every surface of this house and
my car. Then we can go to my parents' house and defile their bed, it'll be
totes hilarious."
Quinn laughs pulling a very reluctant Latina behind her, "Maybe next weekend
and we can defile Rachel's house too."
Santana laughs smacking Quinn's ass hard causing the other girl to yelp,
"Sounds like a plan babe."
Quinn turns around punching her on the shoulder, "Ouch bitch that hurt!"
Santana smirks rubbing her sore shoulder, "You gave me a boo boo so you have to
kiss it and make it better."
Quinn flips her off, "Get Rachel to suck your dick and then you won't feel it
anymore."
They laugh walking into their bathroom spotting their toy kneeling in the
middle of the smaller room waiting for them. Rachel's ears perk up when she
heard her Mistresses laughter enter the room, and her body trembled in
anticipation because she heard the sucking dick comment. She wants too, like
really really wants to suck her Mistress's cock. It's one of her many favorite
things to do for her Mistresses but they just got into the bath without another
word. Rachel sighs following them in and began washing them up. She made sure
to pay special attention to their cocks, making sure they were thoroughly
clean.
But sadly for the little toy her Mistresses did not order her to service them
while in the shower. After she washed and rinsed them, Quinn pushed her under
the spray wetting her hair. Santana picked up the shampoo bottle they bought
especially for her although they did like her other shampoo, they liked this
one better. In fact everything the little toy wears and owns her Mistresses
picked out for her, of course that brought her to the attention of the rest of
the student body. It pissed off her Mistresses to no end every time some stupid
boy thought that they could steal away their property. After Rachel laughs in
their face, they got a weeks' worth of slushie facials for their trouble. And
Rachel got a rough fucking in the bathroom, janitor's closet, in the back of
their car or wherever they could find to remind her who she belongs to. Not
that she was complaining though because she loved it when they got all
possessive.
Her body was humming when Santana reached down and 'cleaned' her pussy, teasing
the clit with her soapy fingers. Rachel widen her stance giving her better
access, sighing and moaning at every flick. Her desperation came back gradually
right when she was about to beg, they pushed her under the spray. Rachel sighs
steeling herself for a long night since her Mistresses appear to be in a play
mood. She dries them off and brushes out their hair. She took her time loving
the way their silky hair felt in between her fingers.
Santana sighs, "Go sit on the bed and wait for us."
Rachel crawls slowly giving her Mistresses a view of her cleaned bits, hoping
to tease them into fucking her again. Santana laughs shaking her head,
sometimes their toy is so transparent.
Quinn smirks, "Think she's figured out where we're going yet?"
Santana shakes her head pulling Quinn close, "No I think she forgot all about
it but I have a feeling that she's going to love this little surprise. Either
way you look at it she's getting screwed tonight."
Quinn tilts her head thinking, "Do you think that we can actually let someone
else play with her?"
"I don't know we'll have to wait and see, and Rachel will have to agree with it
too," Santana shrugs.
Quinn nods tugging her into the room by her cock, laughing lightly when Santana
moans, "Down girl we have things to do and no more time to play."
Santana mocks scolds, "Well stop tugging on my dick than I won't want to play
with you right now."
Quinn looks over her shoulder winking, "Liar."
Santana leers at her naked form, "Can you honestly blame me with an ass that
hot I what to fuck it 24/7."
Quinn giggles giving her ass a little shake before walking to her huge closet.
She searches for the outfits they bought a while ago, each girl had a leather
outfit to wear just for this occasion. Quinn smirks finding Rachel's outfit for
the night and heads back to the bed.
Rachel gulps when she she's the barely there black leather skirt and tight
white corset and white fishnet stocking with a garter belt, "Here put this on."
Rachel whispers, "Yes Mistress."
Santana walks next to Quinn watching the girl slowly get dressed sans the
undergarment because what for? When she was only going to lose them at some
point of the night anyway. Rachel stays standing as her Mistresses circle
around her inspecting the garment. Santana growls when she sees the way her
toy's ass cheeks peak out of the bottom of the skirt and how the new raw tattoo
winks out from under the corset.
"Is it comfortable?"
Rachel mutters, "Yes Mistress Santana." She has to fight the urge to tug the
skirt down a little, she knows she's worn short skirt before but not this
short.
"I think you look fuckable and everyone going to want you as their bitch,"
Quinn smirks.
Rachel snaps her eyes up surprised, "Mistress?"
Quinn grins, "Yes Berry we're going out tonight and show you off. Do you have a
problem with that?"
Rachel swallows whispering, "No Mistress this girl doesn't have a problem with
that?"
"Good now go get your leather collars and put them on," Santana taunts her,
they never ask her to wear her leathers outside of the house. Now she's really
nervous, "By the door are the shoes you're to wear after you've put them on
wait by the foot of the stairs until we come down."
Rachel nods falling to her knees to crawl out of the room, "Yes Mistress."
The HBICs grin at the gentle sway of her hips and the way her ass hung out of
that handkerchief they called a skirt. They turn to each other finding their
own outfit in the closet. They had Rachel leave rather than help because they
wanted to see her face when she first saw them walk down the stairs. Each girl
had on a tight leather dress that accentuated their curves and revealed just
enough of their breast to leave everyone wanting more. Quinn's dress was black
giving her that innocent but naughty look and Santana wore red that just made
her look hotter then she usually does, their shoes were black high heels.
When they descended the stairs Rachel's breath caught in her throat, they
looked amazing she felt lucky to call them her Mistresses. "Mistresses you look
beautiful."
Quinn smirks swing the leash she had in her hand, "You don't look too bad
yourself, Berry."
Rachel blushes looking down, "Thank you Mistress."
Santana grabs her by the ring on her collar pulling her closer to them. Santana
grins when Quinn snaps the leash on smacking her ass her, "Lead the way to the
car."
Rachel sighs, "Yes Mistress."
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Rachelwas lost in thought as they drive to the next town over, she still had no
clue what was happening and where they were going dressed like this. Rachel was
pulled from her thoughts when they stopped in front of a club called The Bronze
that's when she remembered about Ms. Anya's other business. She gulps because
the outfits and leash suddenly made sense. She was scared but she trusted the
her Mistresses wouldn't let anyone harm her.
The building its self wasn't anything spectacular it looked like an abandoned
building, which she supposes is a good thing if one were only to have selected
clientele. The door way was manned by two large guard dressed in tight leather
pants that left little to the imagination and red silky button up shirts. There
was a red carpet from the door to the car, which should help her knees because
she wasn't looking forward to crawling on the hard concrete.
Quinn turns off the engine and turns to face her, "Okay here's the deal tonight
we'll look around dance have a few drinks and see if there's anyone we want to
play with. If, if you feel comfortable playing with another Dom and we agree
you can. If not that's fine we'll just find a play room and have our own fun."
Santana smirks, "I have a feeling a hot bitch like you will generate a lot of
interest but like Quinn said only if we all agree."
Rachel swallows over the lump in her throat, "Yes Mistress, but…"
"But what Berry," Santana asks impatiently.
"Will you or Mistress Quinn be upset if this girl refuses to play Mistress,"
Rachel asks tentatively. "Or is this girl does play with another Dom…"
Santana holds up her hand stopping Rachel's ramble before it started, "I think
the fact that Quinn said 'if you feel comfortable' says it all. No you won't
get in trouble either way. We're here because we curious and we'll play it by
ear."
Rachel sighs, "This girl understands Mistress."
"Alright, now go open our doors," Quinn says signaling the end of this
conversation.
Rachel scrambles out of the door first opening the driver side door for Quinn
then races around the side to let Santana out. She waited for Quinn lashed the
leash back on to drop down on her knees crawling to the entrance while the
valet got inside her Mistress's car to go park it.
The HBICs stop to talk the bouncers telling them their names but Rachel wasn't
paying attention to them. She was more interested in her surroundings, from
where she was she could see inside the club. It didn't look like she expected
too, she was afraid that it would be tacky and dark but it appeared to be a
regular club. If a regular had men and women dresses in next to nothing and
walking crawling around in leashes. Rachel swallowed when she saw a man lightly
spanking his Sub that was draped over his knee.
She feels a tug on her collar, glancing up at her Mistresses they signal her to
start moving. As they move through the club various people eyed her lustfully.
They stopped at the bar, while her Mistresses talked to the bartender a man
moves closer to Rachel. Rachel didn't like the way the man looked, and he made
her nervous by the way he was staring at her. When he was about to touch her
head Rachel shies away from all the attention moving closer to her Mistress's
leg.
Quinn looks down frowning then looks to the man approaching her toy. Quinn
narrows her eyes hissing, "You can look but you better not touch, she's mine
and my girlfriend's unless we say otherwise she's not playing and even if she
is playing she's certainly not playing with you."
The man scowls talking with a light English accent, "Now luv there's no reason
to get all uppity, you brought her here to play. Right? That's all I'm doing
expressing my interest in playing with the little bitch."
Santana stops her conversation with the bartender turning around fast glaring
at the interloper. Rachel whimpers moving closer to her Mistress, she can tell
by her eyes that her Mistress Santana was beyond pissed. "Yo Nancy Boy my girl
said to back the fuck off, so you better back the fuck off. She's our property
unless we give the okay you can't fucking touch. And guess what you're never
going to get the okay, asshat."
The platinum blonde glares at the pair, "Then what the point of bring the piece
to the club then, luscious?"
"First off my name is luscious its Santana and second the point of us being is
really none of your concern," Santana snarls.
"Actually Spike the point of them being here is because I invited them," a
familiar voice drawls from behind them. "So if you continue to harass my
personal guests and their pet, I will toss your ass out for good this time. If
you don't believe me then I will gladly call up Giles so now take your bitch
and get the fuck away," Anya says coming to stop by her Mistresses.
Rachel turns her head to look at the imposing Dom, that's when she notices the
girl crawling by her side. She was dressed in the same fashion as she was from
what she could see the girl was gorgeous. Dark hair, dark complexion, curvy and
utterly gorgeous Rachel felt a little plain compared to her.
The man Spike glares at the women one last time before dragging his pet by the
hair to the other side of the club. Anya says, "Sorry about him, girls as much
as I want to ban him from the club his uncle is my business partner so he gets
away with a lot of shit."
Santana clears her throat still pissed that some asshole thought he had the
right to touch what was hers. From what she understood that Anya told them
herself the Doms in this club respected over people's pets and never touched
without permission. So she was understandably irked, "Correct me if I'm wrong
but isn't concerned impolite to do what he just tried to my pet?"
Anya sighs she knows that the younger girl is agitated and she honestly can't
blame her. Spike has been a pain in her ass ever since he slithered his way
here with that crazy bitch Drusilla. "No you're right it's not how we do things
here and I can't tell you how sorry I am about him. I'll speak to Giles again
but I wouldn't hold my breath, he's blind on his darling nephew's behavior."
Santana clenches her jaw looking over to Quinn for her take on this, "Can you
assure us that our pet won't be accosted by anyone else while our back is
turned?"
"I can assure you that no one will touch her unless you allow it," Anya
reassures them. "Now can we please forget about this unpleasantness and get to
the good part?"
Quinn smirks, "Sure we can, you remember our bitch don't you?"
Anya looks down licking her lips, ever since the day in her shop and the times
that followed she wanted to get her hands on this delicious little pet. "Yes of
course Rachel, such a mouthwatering little slut isn't she?" Her Mistresses
nods, "This is my bitch Cordelia, Cordy be a good girl and say hi to this two
beautiful girls."
The dark haired woman stands up gracefully, "Yes Mistress." She gives the girls
a sultry smile, "Good evening Ms. Quinn and Ms. Santana," she kisses each girl
on the cheek softly, "Welcome to The Bronze, since Mistress Anya is the host
for the evening, I am at your disposal for anything you may need or want."
Rachel sends the older brunette death glares, how dare she touch her
Mistresses! Cordelia glances down a knowing smirk stretches across her face,
"Good evening Rachel."
Rachel looks to her Mistress Quinn a silent question was asked, Quinn gives her
a subtle nod. She paints on her best show smile standing up she felt like a
klutz compared to Cordelia, "Hello Ms. Anya thank you for allowing this girl
entrance into your establishment. This girl appreciates the kindness you have
extended in allowing her to be in your presence." She leans over to kiss Anya's
cheek softly, "This girl finds your establishment wonderful Ms. Anya."
Anya smirks, "Cordy find my guest a table and bring us our drinks."
Cordelia curtsy before scrambling away to find the perfect table for her
Mistress and her guests. Anya's smirk widens when she noticed that the younger
couple's eyes was following her pet's movements. Maybe she'll get a chance
after all if these girls want to swap pets she has no problem with that in fact
she believes her pet got wet at the sight of these girls if the long drawn out
moan was any indication.
After Cordelia found them a table they all sat around talking for a while.
Rachel was still nervous about being her so she kneeled next to Quinn with her
head in her lap. She watched her surrounding curious about the other people
that were around.
Anya says suddenly drawing Rachel out if her daze, "Why don't our pets go dance
while we discuss more entertaining prospects."
Rachel looks up silently asking for permission. Quinn looks down from her
petting, "Go ahead and have fun. You can dance with Cordelia if you wish,"
Quinn raises her brow challenging because this whole trip would be a bust if
Rachel did nothing but lay her head on her lap.
"If it please you Mistress and Ms. Anya then this girl would love to dance with
Cordelia." Rachel mumbles.
Santana tilts her head, "I think it would be a good idea if she would go out on
the dance floor. It might loosen her up, she's nervous if you couldn't tell."
Anya chuckles, "I could."
They watch the pets on the dance floor for a while until Anya couldn't take it
anymore, "So I know that this is your first time here and maybe it'll make it
easier for you to let your pet play with someone she knows."
Quinn chuckles, "Are you saying that you'd like to be that person?"
Anya nods, "Oh yes I feel that your pet will be very fun to play with if you
allow it of course. You can play with my toy if she pleases you."
Santana looks to the dance floor where her toy was doing a slow grind with
Cordelia. It was very arousing, she turns to Quinn who was also watching the
pets moves. Santana smirks, "Let go see if that would be acceptable unless you
don't want to Q."
Quinn turns to Anya feeling a little nervous, there's something that needs to
be said before they can agree to this. She takes a deep breath leaning in so no
one can over hear, "I think that will be fine but there's something that you
need to know before we play with yours."
Anya frowns intrigued, "What is it?" She looks between the two girls who were
fidgeting nervously, "Come on now I assure you that nothing you say will go
beyond the three of us. Cordelia is very well trained and she will not speak to
anyone what goes on behind closed doors."
Santana clears her throat leaning in her lips brushing up against her ears,
"You see Quinn and I were born a little different."
Anya grumble impatiently, "I've been in this lifestyle for over ten years so
nothing you say will surprise me."
They eyed the their companion before Santana sighs, "We're girls. We were born
girl but we were also born with a dick. Everything on us is real we aren't
transsexuals."
"It's called intersexual, we don't normal tell anyone but we want to have full
disclosure before we all agree to anything," Quinn rambles, maybe their toy has
been rubbing off on them.
Anya shrugs her shoulders, "Its uncommon but I've had the pleasure of being one
before just like Cordelia has been with a transsexual male and female. We don't
care about that as long as we get many orgasms and you respect her limits. I
understand that this is still new and you're still learning but I like you and
my pet finds you and yours attractive. I can tell by the fact that she was
nearly humping your legs like a bitch in heat. So if you what to learn then
I'll be happy to teach you although you are doing a very good job, which you
can tell by the way your pet holds herself."
Quinn and Santana look at each other for a moment holding their silent
conversation. When they look back at the older woman they nod their consent.
Anya smile turns slightly smug, "Excellent lets go get the bitches and go to my
private playroom."
The three women walked to the dance floor drawing the attention of most of the
people there. Their pets were also drawing a small crowd as the sexy brunettes
practically fucked each other on the floor. The crowd hungrily watched
desperate for a chance to have them chained and ready to play. Anya pushes past
the crowd a sexy smile donned on her lips, grabbing Cordelia by the hair she
pulls her neck back biting down drawing a whimper from her and moan from the
crowd.
Not to be out done the HBICs sandwiched their toy between them, rubbing their
harden cocks on her. Rachel moaned throwing her head back and pushing her
nearly bare breast in Santana's face. taking the invitation Santana bends down
sucking on the skin that was spilling out of her top. Rachel moans grinding
down sensually on the two cock rubbing on her.
Quinn not wanting to left out of the party bites down on the crook of her neck.
She sucked and licked on the abused flesh until she started kissing her way up
to Rachel's ear. Rachel starts panting when Quinn's teeth grazes the lobe then
tugs gently.
Quinn whispers hot breath sends chills down her spine, "Come dirty girl we're
going somewhere to play."
Rachel moans, "Yes Mistress."
Santana lifts her head from feasting on these delicious breast, "We have a
proposition for you and I think you might like it." She hooks the leash back on
her collar, "Come on slut on your knees like a good little bitch."
Rachel rolls her eyes inwardly at Santana's teasing tone but obeys nonetheless
, "Yes Mistress."
Anya swats her pet's ass hard smirking at the crowd, "Come on girls let's take
this to a more private area."
The crowd groans watching the five girls walking away. Santana tugs on the
leash Rachel quickly follows the couple in front of her. Rachel groans low when
they come to a set of steps but meh she's used to it by now.
They entered a room that wasn't anything like the HBICs expected. Santana
glances around the room pointing to the swing in the middle of the room, "We
need one of those, oh and that one definitely that one."
Quinn grins at her girlfriend acting like a kid in a toy store, "Sure baby
we'll convert one of the rooms so we can get more equipment to play with."
Rachel can feel the wetness oozing down her legs when she thinks of all the
nasty things her Mistresses could do to her with half of this toys. She joined
Cordelia in the middle of the room both pets waiting for their orders.
Quinn runs her hand on Rachel's butt, "Ms. Anya wants to play with you dirty
girl, do you want to play with her?"
Rachel swallows, "Yes Mistress this girl would like to play with Ms. Anya."
Anya smirks, "What about you slut do you want to play this Ms. Quinn and Ms.
Santana?"
Cordelia moans, "Yes Mistress this slut wants to play with Ms. Quinn and Ms.
Santana."
Anya chuckles slapping her face lightly, "Should've known that a horny little
slut like you would want to fuck two woman at the same time." She sighs
slapping the other cheek, "In case you missed it girls Cordelia her is a
pathetic sex addict, when I found her she was spreading her legs for anything
with a pulse." She leans down cupping Cordelia's wet core, "I tried to save her
with the end of my whip but the pervert likes it." She stands up pushing
Cordelia down with the heel of her shoe digging in her back, "See she's moaning
I bet if I spread those legs her nasty little pussy will be all wet."
Santana chuckles grabbing Rachel by her hair and pulling her head back, "I
understand what you mean, we found this dirty girl here blowing the whole
football team. But since we're such good friends with the little bitch Q and I
tried to beat the sluttiness out of her." Santana pulls Rachel to her feet and
Quinn slaps her ass causing Rachel to moan, "But as you can see she enjoys it
as much as your slut."
Quinn smiles smacking Rachel's thighs, "We tried choking her with our dicks to
scare the sluttiness out of her but she just swallows our cum begging for
more." She chuckles wickedly running her nails down her fleshy thighs, "Then as
much as we hated to do it we bent her over and tried to fuck the nastiness
until it went away but this needy little slut came back begging for more."
Anya laughs digging the heel in Cordelia's back harder, "Such a hardship when
we end up having to take care needy sluts like them. I guess we should swap and
see if we can help where the other has failed." She takes her foot of and
pushes Cordelia to her back, "Be a good bitch for these girls or else there
will be hell to pay."
Cordelia pants, "Yes Mistress."
Santana winks at Anya barking out, "Berry if you don't want to be reintroduced
to the cane later I suggest that you take your punishment like a good girl."
She slaps her and throws her to the floor.
Rachel moans staggering to her knees, "Yes Mistress."
Anya calls the girls over and they talk about their pets hard and soft limits
before breaking off to their new toys for the night. Rachel trembles when she
hears different footsteps come her way. She knows that she has the power to say
but she really wants to try this and her only hope is that her Mistresses don't
get upset.
Anya smirks at the pretty toy kneeling at her feet, "Are the standard safe
words agreeable for you? green for good and red to stop?"
Rachel whispers, "Yes Ms. Anya."
"You're such a pretty little slut," Anya taunts. "if you were mine I would
whore that nasty little pussy out to anyone with a dollar." Anya pulls her hair
so Rachel could look in her eyes, "I mean you'll fuck anyone already why not
make some money out of it. I am after all wasting my time here trying to help
you." She runs a finger along her lips, "Such a pretty little mouth I bet you
know how to use it don't you? I bet you try to suck the skin off your
Mistresses' dick." She chuckles pinching her cheek hard, "I think I want to see
your mouth at work."
She pushes Rachel to her back suddenly. Rachel lands hard back she's moaning on
impact she never thought anyone could turn her almost as much as her
Mistresses.
Anya hisses, "Stop being a lazy bitch and kiss my feet."
Rachel scrambles to her knees, "NO! on your belly slither your way to my feet!"
Rachel slides up to Anya's shoed feet winching a little at the cold hard floor
scratching her stomach. Rachel lays open mouth kiss all over the heels, "That's
it kiss my feet beg for the privilege to worship me."
Rachel moans, "Please Ms. may this girl kiss your feet? This girl isn't worthy
of it but may she kiss your bare feet?"
Anya snaps her foot back and starts digging her heel on Rachel's neck, "That
was weak and pathetic! I'm beginning to think that you think that you're better
than me!"
Rachel whimpers, "No Ms. this girl knows that she's not better than you Ms.
This girl is unworthy to kiss your feet."
Anya smirks digging down a little harder, "Do you see that the chains on the
other side of the room bitch?"
Rachel struggles to turn her head but Anya doesn't allow it so she moves just
her eyes as far as she can. She gulps when she sees the four chains by the
corner of the room, "Yes Ms. this girl sees the chains."
"Good slither your worthless ass to it and stand there waiting for me," Anya
finally removes her foot smirking as the pet slides across the room in her
belly. She watches for a minute then turns her attention to her own pet.
Cordelia was bound to the spanking bench while Santana and Quinn took turns
working her over. Anya smirks it looks like they have the little bitch well in
hand and they had no trouble finding the toys.
Anya walks to the toy chest pulling out several different items and carries it
to the bench close to the chains. She sighs, "I gave you a head start and I
still beat you here, slut."
Rachel quickens her pace, "This girl is sorry Ms. Anya."
"I don't care for your apologies," Anya snaps. "I think an extra whipping will
be apology enough." She shakes her head as Rachel slithers faster trying to
move quicker to the cross. When she finally gets there the pet stands up by the
bars holding the chains. One of Anya's favorite things to do is taunt her
playthings, "It's about time slut, I don't know how your Mistress put up with a
disobedient bitch like you. If I was them than I would've gotten rid of you
along time again."
Rachel's heart squeezes painfully at the thought of her Mistresses getting rid
of her. It's something that she worries about a lot because her Mistresses are
beautiful can have any girl they want so why would they want to be stuck with
plain Rachel Berry.
Anya narrows her eyes, "Well strip or do I have to do that for you!" Rachel
obeys immediately ridding herself of the little clothing she had, "Lift your
arms up." Anya works fast to strap her feet in and gives her a bell before
suspending her arms above her. She steps back smiling before placing her mask
of indifference on. She picks up a ball gag and puts it on, "There now I don't
have to hear your pathetic excuses." She gives her bare breast a play nip,
"That bell I gave you is because I'm going to gag you, I rather not listen to
your pathetic begging. If at any point it becomes too much then drop the bell,
do you understand?"
Rachel whimpers feeling helpless, "Yes Ms. Anya this girl understands."
Anya smirks, she finds the manner that the save speaks to endearing. She might
have Cordelia start speaking like that in the future. She grabs the ball gag
and places it in the little toy's mouth, "Still green." The toy nods, "Good
girl try to remember to breathe through your nose."
She goes back to the table and picks up her favorite whip, the tip was wide and
let her torture her pet's little clit. She snaps the crop in the air, and the
snap echoes throughout the room, "I'm going to have so much fun with you slut."
Anya taunts circling around her prey, "You're slow and disobedient but you're a
pretty little bitch." The crop taps her ass lightly, "This ass of yours was
made to be whipped and since your Mistresses are busy with my bitch I'm going
to have fun doing it."
Rachel moans as the juices leak down her legs, her cries muffled when Anya
yanks her head to the side, "Look at your Mistresses fucking my bitch."
Jealous flares though her when she her Mistress standing behind Cordelia
whipping her ass and thighs gleefully while Mistress Santana got her cock
sucked. She struggles trying to get to her Mistresses when the first real blow
landed. She throws her head back moaning, "The first you should learn slut, is
that you're here for their pleasure yours is just a happy by product. We have
the power to make you cum as much as your slutty pussy can handle." The crop
lands on her thighs, "Or we can make you watch while they fuck some other slut
and there's nothing you can do about it."
Rachel whimpers pitifully, "Your first duty is to please your Mistresses, if
they want you to be a good girl and take your punishments then you will."
SMACKKK, "If they want to fuck another slut in front you they will." SMACKKKK,
"If they want you eat my pussy, you'll add whip cream and dive in like you've
haven't eaten in days." SMACKKKKKK, "If they want to walk around and bark like
the bitch you are then you will."
Rachel whimpers her eyes never leaving the three girls in front of her. Anya
leans up whispering, "See how well they're using my bitch? See how she's
begging for it?" Rachel nods, "That's because she a well-trained and obedient.
It's because it pleases me to see her being fucked my other Mistresses. Just
like it'll please yours if you do."
Rachel closes her eyes moaning when Anya starts nibbling on her neck, "Do you
want to be a good for your Mistresses?" Rachel nods, "Do you want to please
your Mistress?"
Rachel whimpers nodding, "Then let go, let go of the jealousy and just do what
they told you to do." Anya reaches around cupping her wet center, her index
finger flicking her clit, "I can make you feel good in pain and in pleasure.
Although I know it won't be as pleasurable as it is with your Mistresses but I
can make it hurt or I can make you cum."
Rachel turns her head her eyes pleading, "Will you be a good girl for me like
your Mistresses wanted." Rachel hesitates before nodding, "Good girl let's get
started then shall we."
Anya's heels click away then she clicks back Rachel's eyes were closed when the
first blow came. She arches her back moaning as the continuous blows rained
down each making her more wet. Every hit landed in different spots until her
back was littered with wilts. Rachel continuous muffled moans echoed the
otherwise silent room.
Anya smiles pleased that the pet was finally enjoying herself, "Now you're
being such a good girl, you'll make your Mistresses proud."
Rachel was practically preening in her gag and chains, "Now let's see if you
can resist cumming."
Anya turns on the vibrator in her hand and places it on her clit. Rachel
groans, her insides twitching the need she had to cum never went away. Not
really since her Mistresses always have her on the edge. She shuts her eyes
tightly fighting her body needs, wanting to please her Mistresses and Ms. Anya
before above all else. Anya smirks taking her free hand and starts tugging on
her hard nipples, "Good girl."
Rachel moans, the need was becoming harder to resist now that Anya turn up the
speed. But she fought it and after five more minutes of teasing Anya turn the
vibrator off and let it fall to the floor. Anya rubs her hands on the wilts on
her back, "Good girl." She kisses her sweaty shoulder, "Your Mistresses told me
that I can let you come as much as I want and since you've been a good girl so
far you can cum when I tell you to."
With that Anya kneels down lapping up the juices that were running down her
leg. Rachel pants when Ms. Anya's tongue flicked her hard nub. Her body jerks
when she sucks in her clit hard. She moans when two fingers enter her hard and
fast. She moves her hips in time with the invading fingers but Anya bites down
on her sensitive nub enough to be more painful than feel good. She gets the
message and holds her body still.
Every thrust Anya twists her fingers, finding that spot inside of her easily.
Anya lifts her head smirking, "Is my temporary play thing desperate to cum?"
Rachel nods frantically her pleas muffled from the gag, "Then cum but I want
you to cum hard, squirt all over my face."
Rachel screams behind the gag as her body jerks as she cums in waves, squirting
all over Ms. Anya's face. Anya groaned tasting her sweet juices, she tastes
almost as good as Cordelia. She pushes the girl into a few more orgasms until
her body hangs limp. Anya fights with her own need before pulling herself away
from the tasty treat, maybe if they have time tomorrow she can have another
sample. But now they need to move things along, she has so many things planned
and not enough time to do them.
Anya clicks her way to the table and grabs the strap on, after stripping
quickly she puts it on. When she goes back to Rachel she slaps her face lightly
waking her up from her daze. Rachel groans blinking her eyes smiling as much as
she can with the gag in her mouth. Anya reaches behind her head and removes the
gag, drool dripping down her chin bending down she releases her legs. Rachel
groans trying to get the blood to circulate freely in her numb legs.
"You're doing good, are we still green?" Anya whips her mouth with a towel
Rachel didn't know where it came from.
Rachel opens her mouth but nothing comes out, so she clears her throat trying
again, "Yes Ms. Anya."
"Good I'm going to fuck you with this dick I have around my waist," Rachel
looks down and moans. She's not as large or a wide as her Mistresses but
Rachel's sure Ms. Anya will make it up in skill. Anya smirks, "I know that I'm
not as hung as our Mistresses but trust me, you'll feel it."
Rachel whimpered having no doubt that Ms. Anya would do as she said but her
thoughts were interrupted when she starts kissing her lips softly, exploring
new territory. Rachel sighs moving her lips with Ms. Anya's enjoying the
difference between her and her Mistresses. Anya takes one of her legs and
places it on her hip, Rachel whimpers when the cold dildo brushed against her
clit. Anya smirks into the kiss easing the fake cock into her warm wet hole.
Rachel whimpers louder as the cock stretches her nicely, and Anya places her
other leg on her hip. Rachel crosses her ankles grabbing the chain holding on
for the ride.
Anya starts a slow teasing rhythm drawing out long almost continuous moans from
the helpless girl. Anya starts to build a faster pace drawing out sharp gasps
from Rachel. Anya had to resent the urge to bite down leaving her mark on the
girl but this fuckable toy isn't hers so she can't. Rachel throws her head back
mouth hung open, "Ooh, oh Ms. Anya you feel so good…"
Anya smirks thrusting harder feeling every movement on her clit and the tension
built in her stomach. Her hands massaged Rachel's ass griping it with every
thrust, "That's it take it slut."
Rachel grunts after every thrust when Anya started to move faster and harder it
was making her teeth clank together. She hears muffled moans coming from the
over side of the room so glancing over Ms. Anya's shoulder to see Cordelia on
the floor getting fucked from behind while she sucked Santana's cock. Rachel
moaned wishing it was her they were fucking but then Ms. Anya canted her hips
harder reminding Rachel that her attention was supposed to be on her. Rachel
clamps her inner walls down harder as an apology for being distracted, Anya
moaned in appreciation when the friction made her clit happy. Even though
Rachel's attention was back on Ms. Anya, she kept glancing at her Mistresses
watching as they switched positions. Santana looked up and winked at her toy
before entering Cordelia hard. Rachel smiled before tightening her legs around
Ms. Anya and meeting each thrust wildly.
Anya moaned in appreciation, "That's it fuck yourself on my dick!"
Rachel nods sweat slicking down her body burning the welts the littered her
back and thighs. Anya stopped suddenly groaning loud before moving her hips in
jerky uncoordinated thrust.
Rachel whimpers, "May this girl cum Ms. Anya?"
Anya sucks in air wheezing out, "Not yet pet."
Rachel moans pitifully but nods, "Yes Ms. Anya."
Anya stands still trying to catch her breath before reaching up to unchain her
hands, Rachel cried out when they useless to the side. Anya smiled massaging
the feeling back in her arms while she walked to the bed in the middle of the
room. Anya gestures for her to go to her hands and knees she turns sluggishly
whimpering at the pinpricks still shooting up her arms. Anya grabs the toy by
her hair and eases into her ass still lubricated from fucking her pussy. Rachel
cries out in bliss at being filled again she closes her eyes sighing when Ms.
Anya's hips rested against her ass. There was a dip in the bed, turning her
head to see her Mistress Quinn on her back while Cordelia climbs on her lap
facing her.
Quinn looks over seeing the glazed over look in her toy's eyes, "Have you tried
her mouth yet? Trust me when I say it's fucking heaven."
Santana grunts working her way into Cordelia's back door making the girl
whimper loud. Santana slaps her ass, "Shut up and take it like the slut you
are." She turns to Anya smirking, "If I had known that mouth could be used for
something other than talking, I would've stuck my dick in her a long time ago."
Anya smiles, grunting out, "Not yet but the night isn't over yet."
The three Mistresses grinned at each other before going berserk inside the
pets' holes. The submissive brunettes cried out together, doing their best to
keep up with the Doms using them so thoroughly.
Anya leans down biting her ear hard then tugging gently, "Since your being such
a good girl now you can cum as much as you want."
Rachel throws er head back panting out, "Thank you Ms. Anya!"
Training over rode her desire to cum and set out to make Ms. Anya to cum before
she did. Anya gasps when her hips started buckling back harder and harder
giving her no other option but to cum hard. Rachel groans in relief letting
herself fall over the edge over and over again until it was one big continuous
orgasm.
The three girls on the other side of them seemed determined to break the metal
frame as all three worked themselves into frenzy. Finally everyone collapses in
a big sweaty heap, each breath coming out in painful gasps. Rachel whimpered
weakly when Ms. Anya pulled out of her and rolls onto her back. Rachel
struggles to the cock and cleans her after the cock was clean she takes it off
letting it drop to the floor. Sighing she takes a tentative lick of Anya's wet
pussy, it tasted different than her Mistresses but not bad. Moaning she gently
laps the swollen folds until every part of her was cleaned.
Anya lifts her hand and pats Rachel's head absent mindedly laughing, "I was
going to suggest that we get some sleep you're welcome to join me or I can have
Cordelia find you another room."
Santana groans softly as Cordelia bobs her head up and down cleaning up her
mess, "No, I don't have a problem with that if Q doesn't."
Quinn laughs then a hiss escapes her lips looking down she sees her toy's dark
head bobbing up and down, "That sounds like a good idea, I don't think that my
legs can hold me up."
Anya smirks crawling under the covers patting the bed, "Don't worry about the
pets, they have their own bed on the floor." Rachel whimpers letting her
Mistress's cock go with a loud wet pop, getting the message, "Now girls don't
do anything we wouldn't do."
She gives them a naughty wink while Cordelia crawls up to kiss her cheek, "Yes
Mistress." She leans over kissing the younger Mistresses before half dragging
the putting brunette to her make shift bed by the foot of the bed. Rachel
sighs, shaking off her hold to kiss her Mistresses on the mouth and then turns
to kiss Ms. Anya. She doesn't like the fact that she has to sleep on the floor
away from her Mistresses because that's only used as punishment. But she
guesses she can see the logic since all five of the girls can't fit in the bed.
When the girls finally got comfortable on the oversized dog bed, Cordelia let
her hand drift to Rachel's sore center. Rachel gasps when stealthy fingers
brush her clit pushing her hand away. Cordelia smirks brushing her lips against
Rachel's pity ones.
Rachel bites back a moan whispering, "Please stop my Mistresses didn't give me
permission."
Cordelia bites her lips gently, "I assure you that my Mistress Anya that
suggest we give them a show before they even started. My Mistress told me that
this would be our signal.
Rachel bites her lip wondering if this was some kind of ploy when she heard a
low moan above them followed by, "Stop fucking around dirty girl and do what
she asks you."
Rachel whimpers "Yes Mistress Quinn."
Cordelia kisses her softly, "Don't worry I'll walk you through pleasing a
pussy, because I'm sure that you never had to before considering what your
Mistresses are packing." Cordelia teases her wet core, "But you are a lucky pet
because they really know what they're doing."
Rachel gasps when one digit dips inside of her, "Yes my Mistresses fuck me into
a puddle of goo on a regular basis."
Santana snorts pulling Anya on her lap she wants the pussy this time, "That's
right we turned you into a cock whore."
"Yes you did Mistress," Rachel moans watching her fellow brunette scoot down
her face hovering over her aching core. Rachel thrusts her hips trying to take
in her tongue deeper. Whimpering her protest when Cordelia stops, watching as
she turns around shifting her body so that her pussy was over Rachel's face.
Looking down between her legs, "Just copy me, you'll get the hang of it."
Rachel swallows hooking her arms around Cordelia's thighs taking a tentative
lick groaning at the taste. Rachel moans diving in bucking her hips when her
fellow sub latches onto her clit. Cordelia bites down gently and Rachel gets
the message to stop moving.
Anya wet her lips before swooping down and attacking Santana's mouth, groaning
when Quinn crawls behind them and eases her down on Santana's straining dick.
Anya moans in Santana's mouth filling herself stretch and be filled fuller than
she's ever been filled before. When she rested on Santana's lap completely
filled, Quinn spreads her cheeks.
Quinn leans over nipping her shoulder, "Is this okay? If not I can wait until
Santana's done."
Anya groans, "I don't do this often but as long as you go slow I'll be fine."
Quinn kisses her shoulder working her hard dick inside the tiny hole. Anya
winches forcing herself to relax while Quinn stretches her inch by inch. Once
she filled to hilt in both of her holes the domineering teens start a slow
rhythm, making Anya moan loudly. She doesn't know how but she vows to make this
a regular occurrence, not only do they know how to work her but their pretty
little toy was a delight to play with.
Below them Rachel was really getting into licking Cordelia's pussy it was as
tasty as Ms. Anya's but not as good as her Mistresses cocks. Nothing can taste
as good as her Mistresses cocks, filling her mouth with their cum.
Soon all five girls were working together in a frenzy the only things that
could be hard was wet flesh slammed against each other over their breathy moans
until all five girls screamed in ecstasy. Every one fell into a sweaty pile on
top of each other and passed out.
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The next morning Cordelia shakes Rachel awake, she shushes her and gestures for
her to follow. They slipped on robs and went down to the kitchen to make their
Mistresses breakfast. Cordelia and Rachel work together until Rachel couldn't
contain her curiosity, "How long have you and your Mistress been together?"
Cordelia smiles, "We've known each other since high school but we've been
together like this since senior year. I was and still am a bitch but I mouthed
off one to many times I guessed because the next thing I know I'm over my
Mistress's knee. Of course I was embarrassed and pissed, I vowed to get even
with her after it was done." She smiles dreamily, "But when I got home I had to
take care of myself, if you know what I mean."
She blushes realizing exactly what she means while Cordelia goes on, "A few
weeks later after much avoidance on my part I did something stupid again but to
this day I don't if it was intentional or accidental and the next thing I know
Mistress is dragging me to her house and well yeah the rest is history."
Rachel smiles, "That sounds a little familiar to my story." She turns off the
stove and looks for some plates. "So is your arrangement more permanent or…"
Cordelia hands Rachel three plates, "It used to be but now that we have our own
husbands its scheduled play dates and weekends like this at least once a
month." She laughs at Rachel's surprised look, "Yes I said husbands and yes
they know about our relationship. Before you ask they did have a problem in the
beginning but after a few sit ins they found it to be hot."
Rachel bites her lip, "So is that the way all of this arrangements are?"
Cordelia shakes her head, "No some couples are like Ms. Faith and her sub
Buffy, it depends on makes you happy. When I meet my husband Wesley he wanted
me to stop because he was just jealous. I told him I would never leave my
Mistress if he can't handle there's the door. He finally understood that I
needed this and it wasn't just a game I play when I want to add something not
so vanilla." She looks eyeing Rachel intensely, "But ask your real question,
Rachel."
Rachel takes a deep breath, "I'm worried that I might fall in love with my
Mistresses but they won't be in love with me. They were a couple before all
this happened and I wasn't even in their radar before this whole Finn thing
happened. So I guess my question is what do I do then?"
Cordelia shrugs, "I love my Mistress don't get me wrong but I'm not in love
with her and she's not in love with me like she is Xander. But that's the way
we work it doesn't have to be that way with you. as long as everyone's happy
with the way things are nothing can't be work out. If it comes to the point
where you can't be with your Mistresses because feelings changed you can either
talk it out or walk out."
Rachel sighs, "I don't think I can ever walk away."
Cordelia nods, "That's why Anya and I work because neither of us can walk away
completely. Even though she tried to have another sub and I tried another Dom
it didn't feel right to be without her. I wouldn't worry too much Rachel, you
and your Mistresses are just starting out. Lucky you, because you have more
experience people in the scene to talk too unlike me and Anya we had to figure
things out on our own. I'll tell you what we'll talk it over with the
mistresses and if they say so I'll leave you my number that way if you have any
questions or concerns you can call me and we'll work through it."
She hugs the younger girl, "Now come on lets feed our Mistresses because I
don't know about yours but mine gets moody if she doesn't have her morning
coffee."
Rachel giggles following Cordelia out of the kitchen, "My Mistress Quinn is the
same way with her bacon and my Mistress Santana 'needs to get her coffee on' if
she's to function properly."
While they were headed up the stairs they ran in the blonde guy that gave
Rachel bad vibes. The younger swallowed and moved behind Cordelia when she
strutted over to them.
Spike smirks, "Well looky at we have here. Looks like your Mistresses let you
two bitches run around unsupervised. Now I think I should punish you birds and
show you how a real Master treats his property."
"You know, if your considered a real Master Bleach Boy then I'm goin to rethink
my membership to this club." A rough voice tells him, "You know it's not five
by five to touch someone else's sub without their Doms permission. I really
don't care if your uncle owns half this place but you still have to follow the
rules." A stacked brunette stalks past the girls going nose to nose with Spike,
"So I would back the fuck off it I were you."
Spike holds up his hands and backs away still smirking. The brunette turns her
head smiling at the girls, "You two better go and feed your Mistresses before
the bleach rots his brain and he comes back."
Cordelia winks at the girl, "Yes Ms. Faith thank you."
Rachel nods still unable to find her voice. Cordelia pushes her along, "That
Ms. Faith and she hates spike because she says his just an asshole who likes to
hurt people whatever you do try not to get caught alone with him. He still here
because Mr. Giles is his uncle and like Ms. Faith said he owns the club with my
Mistress."
Rachel swallows thanking whatever god was listening that the busty Mistress
rescued her and Cordelia. When Rachel gets into the room she sets the tray down
and starts waking up the HBICs in the same manner she has since this whole
thing started. She goes to her Mistress Santana first, hallowing her cheeks she
swallows her Mistress's semi hard cock down her throat until fills her throat
with her delicious cum. She swallows down her Mistresses load and moves to her
Mistress Quinn waking her up the same way. She hears moaning and looks over to
see Cordy's dark head bobbing between her Mistress's legs. She smirks, sucking
on her Mistress's cock harder moaning when she hit the back of her throat with
hot cum.
After the Mistresses were satisfied with their wake up call, they eat breakfast
promising to come back next time they have a party. For the rest of the weekend
Rachel's Mistresses reestablished their claim on her leaving her sore in all of
her favorite places. But she was looking forward to the next time they go back
to The Bronze.
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