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I Own You
By : cris2747
Category: G through L > Glee
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Chapter List
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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.
Chapter Eleven: The Bronze

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."

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.

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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I Own You	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 35367 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I Own You