Glee - Blackmailing The Gleeks | By : Perversity Category: G through L > Glee Views: 28903 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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We stare at each other for a good thirty seconds, her stubborn glare meeting mine. If she doesn’t go through with this, at least I’ll have what I need to make Brittany my willing sex slave for as long as I want, but if she agrees then I’ll have two smoking hot cheerleaders to do whatever I want with. Come on, what would you readers want in my position?
“Your decision has a time limit, Santana. If you don’t make your choice, I’ll wait here until Brittany comes home and spend the next few hours using her as I please. However, if you put aside that pathetic pride of yours and decide to help your friend, then you will replace her for tonight. Either way I get what I want, the only thing that is undecided is from whom.” I take a quick look over at the laptop and she closes her eyes. “Fine. You can play your sick game with me tonight. Just leave her alone.” I can hear her teeth grind together in anger and she pretty much spits out her response, but it’s still a decision nonetheless. I grin at her then let go of her head and step back. “Good girl. Now remove all of your clothes, I want to get a good look at my new property.” Referring to her as my possession gets her visibly angrier, when she clenches a fist at her side, but she does what I say. I’ve heard that while she’s not as physically fit as her blond friend, she’s much curvier. This girl wears tight jeans and form-fitting dresses that accentuate her form all that time, but the real thing beneath the snug wrapping is a lot better than anything my imagination has ever thought up. She pulls her top over her head and tosses it aside, revealing she’s not wearing a bra. I suppose she thought it would be coming off tonight anyway. Her breasts look like little more than a handful, but they fit her figure. I don’t care about the size of a woman’s breasts, they’re not what turns me on about them, but there is such a thing as the wrong size. For me, the breasts need to fit the body, and they really do fit Santana. When she attempts to push down her tight pants I stop her. “Turn around. I want to see your ass when you push them down.” She rolls her eyes but does as she’s told, and I sit down on the bed almost right in front of her ass as she pushes her pants down, her red silk panties with them, then bends over to push them the rest of the way. I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m an ass guy. A nice ass is a turn on for me, and I have to say it’s her greatest feature. Brittany also has a good ass, but Santana’s is curvier and looks taut. I can’t help it; I reach forward and squeeze both of her ass-cheeks with my hands. She gasps in surprise and stumbles just a bit before regaining her balance and glaring back at me. Oh yes, definitely a firm ass. Brittany’s ass is a little more pliable. I squeeze them again and smirk at her when I feel her body tense up. The look in her eyes tells me she want pummel me into a fine paste, but she knows her place and doesn’t do it. For now, at the least. “You really do have a fine ass, Santana. Many of the guys you’ve slept with have expressed disappointment in the fact that you don’t do anal.” I pull apart her cheeks and notice she doesn’t have hair anywhere. She shaves pretty much everywhere, leaving only smooth curves of skin. She really is a very beautiful girl; it’s no surprise why so many guys go after her. I feel a shudder run through her body as I study and squeeze her ass, and when I look at her face, she doesn’t succeed at hiding her expression fast enough for me not to notice her biting her lower lip. Even if she had managed to hide her expression, the light moistening between her thighs would have given her away very clearly. “I suppose that even when you’re a lesbian, you can still be a slut. I’m squeezing your ass and here you are, getting wetter by the moment. You and Brittany aren’t making the best case for the belief in change here. Brittany’s been trying to change her slutty ways, yet when you get her turned on she turns into a complete whore, and you’ve been far less sexually active after becoming a lesbian, but your body still seems ready for a good fuck at a moment’s notice.” I can almost hear her gritting her teeth again in anger, but she only seems to get wetter. I decide to see how hard I can push her and slap bring my hand down with a loud slap against her ass. She cries out in surprise and pain, but doesn’t have time to react before I slap the other cheek. After a few more sudden slaps, her ass turns a very light shade of red, which really contrasts with her skin. Santana isn’t too happy, of course. “You son of a bitch! I’m gonn-AH!” I slap her ass rather sharply before she can finish her threat. When she looks behind her to look at me again, I fix her with a glare that makes even her retort die on her lips. “You’re going to what, exactly? You don’t seem to grasp the reality of your situation, so let me put it plainly for you.” I make sure to sound as cold as possible, and to make my point I lower one of my hands and rub two of my fingers against her moist slit. Apparently sensitive to my touch, she gasps a bit and hangs her head. “I don’t give a shit about your pride, and your tough girl act is only hilarious when you’re bent over naked in front of me with a wet cunt. You belong to me now, which means I can do whatever I want with you and you have no rights to anything as my slave, least of all your freedom of choice. If you continue to give me problems I’ll just tie you up, hide you in that closet, and make you watch as I fuck the woman you love tonight. Are we clear, or do I need to grab the rope?” I make my tone sound as threatening as possible, which is difficult since I’m not really that frustrated with her, but she needs to get it through her head that she’s mine now, I own her. I watch as many emotions flit across her face, including the strong emotion of sadness when I threaten to fuck Brittany right in front of her. There’s my opening. “If you behave, then I’ll give Brittany to you. You two haven’t been able to have sex since she got a boyfriend have you? Follow my orders and you can have her. Disobey my orders and I’ll make sure everybody has her.” It doesn’t seem to take her very long to decide, as she suddenly stops fighting against me and relaxes her body. I rub my middle finger against her clit, making her entire body shudder as it responds to the stimulation. Wow, I guess going from a girl who had sex all the time to a girl who has sex only very rarely has done a number on her libido. She may be a lesbian now, but her body still responds like before, no matter who is causing it. “Lay down on the bed and spread your legs.” I stand up with the laptop in my hand and cross the room from the foot of the bed while she follows my order. I open the laptop again and move to a part in the video where Brittany is laying in the same position and hit the play button. I return the bed and crawl over between her spread legs, resting my hands on her knees to make sure she doesn’t try to close them. Apparently she expects me to just mount her and get to it, because she looks surprised when I lower my head and firmly lick the very tip of my tongue from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her clit. When I circle my tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves, she lets out a sexy gasp and involuntarily raises her hips to increase the contact. “Oh, my God!” I hear Brittany’s voice from the video suddenly, followed by a long drawn out moan. In the video, I’m doing much the same thing to Brittany that I’m doing to Santana right now, and as I look up at her, I see that she’s trying and failing not to look at the video as her best friend responds strongly to my mouth. “I swear, Brittany is addicted to oral sex. She doesn’t need a dick at all to get off, just stick a tongue inside of her and she’s happy. I suppose you played a role in that, didn’t you?” Being a guy who believes in equal pleasure, I spent a lot of time practicing my oral skills on Brittany. Seeing as she is addicted to it, I could literally bring her to several orgasms before either of us got tired. At first it was difficult because my mouth got tired, but the more time I put into it the more I learned to pace myself. That’s why it takes me only about thirty seconds to have the far more experienced Santana gasping and shuddering repeatedly with each stroke of my tongue. She was wet before, but now she’s soaked, and her entire body signals a release of more of the nectar whenever I wriggle my tongue inside her. Her gasps become quick intakes of breath each time I focus on her clit, and those sounds are interrupted by sharp moans of pleasure that I can tell she’s trying to hold back. I periodically look up at her face, enjoying the sight of her mouth hanging open and letting out sexy sounds, and those beautiful eyes flicking between the computer screen, myself, and closing to process the pleasure. Her hands grasp the blanket beneath us hard enough to almost tear the fabric. Deciding that I no longer need to hold her legs apart, she’s doing that all on her own now, I slowly slide my hands up her legs and across her smooth torso and take her breasts within my hands. They fit in my hands quite nicely, and as I test their firmness I squeeze her small nipples between my fingers. “Ahh!” She lets out a sharp, quick cry but the breathy moan that follows and the shuddering of her body is anything but fast. Knowing an orgasm when I feel one, I greedily dig my tongue as deep inside of her as I can and lap at her inner walls, drinking down her tasty release. I don’t think even she notices, or cares for that matter, when her hand lowers and insistently pushes at my head, demanding more. Even when her juices slow to a stop, she doesn’t come back down because I keep her right where I want her. I alternate between squeezing her lovely breasts and lightly twisting and pulling on her rock hard nipples. Combining that with my mouth practically feasting on her eager sex and she falls over the knife’s edge again rather quickly. When I feel her approaching her second orgasm, I slide one hand quickly down between her legs and slide two of my fingers deep inside of her, hooking them just a bit to rub against her inner walls. Her body arches and pretty much lock in place, the swipe of my tongue across her clit sending her screaming over the edge once again. She clamps down around my fingers with a surprisingly vice-like grip that prevents them from moving out of her. Instead of lowering my mouth to sample her release again, I keep my tongue focused on her clit, which is apparently where she wants me because her hand holds me in place with an unyielding grip, and her hips twitch quite erotically each time she feels my tongue. When her body rests back down on the bed and her orgasm stops, I pull my fingers out of her and give her slit one last lick before pulling away. I would continue this even longer, but Brittany will be back at some point and I don’t want her to know of Santana’s involvement until I get what I want from her. I move up her body, allowing my hands to explore as I please until I look her directly in the eyes. “Now you’re going to return the favor. I’ve heard rumors that you have quite the talented mouth, and I’m dying to know just how talented.” ******************************************************** This one suddenly became a two parter. I try to keep the chapter sizes fairly consistent, so when I noticed I got to the end of this part and already reached four pages I decided to cut it in half. I hope you enjoyed the chapter, despite being mostly oral sex, it's still quite hot. Santana will return the favor AND get fucked in the next chapter, so look forward to it. I'm about to add the Microsoft Word format of this story to my homepage, so please check it out if you want to download the entire thing in word format. And as always, please show the ratings bar and review section some love. Actually, the review, rating, and view count almost doubled after chapter 3, so thanks for that. :) I guess a lot of people want to see Santana get humiliated. Thanks to Muramasa616 for leaving the second review. 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