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I Own You
By : cris2747
Category: G through L > Glee
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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any charactors and I'm making no profit/money
Chapter List
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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.
Chapter Three: Yes or No
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.

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.

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.

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. Crap she 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. Crap she 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.
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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