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Glee - Blackmailing The Gleeks	By : Perversity Category: G through L > Glee Views: 28903 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five

There are few things in life more satisfying than winning. Whether it’s a card game or war, knowing that in the end you were the best brings out an almost overwhelming sense of accomplishment. In this case, it’s getting the very prideful Santana on her knees. Her glare is still present, the white-hot anger in her eyes trying to burn me alive. With Brittany, I was never needlessly rough with her because she gave in so easily.
I held no animosity toward the blond and I’ve always felt kind of bad getting her mixed up in all of this. As such, I always try my best not to hurt her and I’ve done a fairly good job of that. However, I hold no such reservations with Santana. She’s generally mean to everyone, especially people like me, and her rather unique level of bitchiness has gained her an almost hated reputation at school. If it wasn’t for the fact that she’s super sexy and easy to get into bed, she wouldn’t be popular at all. She has calmed down significantly since joining the Glee club, but it’s too little too late as far as I’m concerned.
That’s why when Santana gets into position I slap my hardened dick against her face. When I see the look of surprise quickly turn to anger, I do it again even harder.
“I hardly need to explain the consequences should you be stupid enough to use your teeth.”
I lower my right hand and take a fistful of her black hair, pulling her closer until the head presses against her lips. The feel of her soft lips alone make my cock twitch just a bit. It’s an incredible feeling seeing her there, her full lips parting a little as I press against her.
“Come on, Santana, say ahh.”
Her glares at me again and opens her mouth to say something, but is abruptly interrupted when I take that opportunity to push forward and pull her head onto my cock, forcing her to take an inch into her mouth in an instant. When I try to force more inside her mouth and slide down her throat she starts gagging and pressing her hands against me. Enjoying the feeling far more than I probably should, I hold her in place with half my cock down her throat and enjoy the sensation of her throat unwillingly sucking me in.
Deciding to take at least a little pity on her, I pull my cock out of her mouth and let her go as her unrestricted airway sends her into a coughing fit. She regains her composure quickly but there are tears in her eyes.
“A consequence of trying to argue with me again. You’re my toy to do whatever I want with. I’m not interested in anything you have to say, so if you try to talk again I will simply fuck your mouth at whatever speed I wish. Understand?”
It’s obvious that she’s used to being in control during sex, and I need to be rough with her to make her realize I’m the one in charge now. She nods her head in response, most of her anger and any thought of resistance fleeing from her mind for the time being.
“A nod isn’t good enough. Say ‘Yes Master’ so we can continue.”
I take her hair in my hand again and pull her up until my cock is resting against her cheek and I look down at the beautiful cheerleader expectantly. I half-expected to see anger once again, but instead the idea of referring to me as her Master causes her to look humiliated. With my saliva covered shaft pressed against one side of her face, the look arouses me immensely. Just the first peg I’ll knock her down before this session ends. Several moments tick by and she doesn’t reply, so I pull her toward my cock again, ready to force my way in if I need to to prove my point.
“Yes Master!”
The threat works and she blurts out the words in a mixture of fear, sadness, and desperation. I look down into her eyes and still see the fire in them, that anger and pride simmering beneath the surface. Good, it’ll be boring if she breaks completely.
“Good girl. That’s what you will call me from now on. Now, how do you thank me for not punishing you?”
I keep my hand in her hair but don’t need to force either way, as she opens her mouth and sucks me inside of her own free will. The feeling of her hot mouth engulfing my shaft sends little lightning strikes of pleasure throughout my body, but I keep my eyes on her, not even trying to hide my amusement as she pleases me. In just a few moments, she swallows most of my cock down her throat and I get treated to the sight of Santana’s nose pressing near the base of my shaft.
Brittany is also very good at this, and she’s been going down on me two or three times a day for the last month, so I know what to expect. However, this is different. Brittany was merely the key to getting to Santana, so getting the ultimate prize of this entire endeavor enhances every sensation. I moan loudly in response and try so hard not to simply fuck her throat. At the moment it’s so much more satisfying allowing her to please me in her own way.
She pulls back, continuing her strong suction all the way back to the tip of my cock before releasing me completely. There’s also another reason why I’m not forcing her. She has just learned that disobedience can lead to pain, and now she’s learning that she can do things her way as long as she follows my orders. So I have no hand in it whatsoever when she lowers her head and takes one of my balls in her mouth.
“Oh fuck!”
I groan loudly and then hiss out through clenched teeth when she lets one out of her mouth only to suck in the other one. She moves her hand up and wraps it around my shaft, stroking it firmly while her mouth does wonders below. When her tongue slides over my balls it suddenly becomes a little too difficult to think, and without realizing it my grip tightens in her hair and pulls her closer until her face is pressing against my cock once again.
I only realize what I’m doing and relax my grip when Santana slides her tongue up from my balls, along the base of my shaft, and up to the tip before taking me in her mouth again. Whatever training I thought I had gone through with Brittany was quickly flying out the window and the release I thought I could hold off for a lot longer was barreling toward me. She starts a rhythm of sucking on the upper half of my shaft while stroking the lower half, her other hand playing with my balls.
“Definitely better than Brittany…”
I barely manage to choke out the words but I make sure she hears them. I can see it in her pretty eyes, she doesn’t like hearing about the girl she loves giving me head. Oh Santana, you make it almost too easy.
“She’s been sucking my cock about two or three times a day for the last month. I’m sure I don’t need to tell you how good she is with her tongue. I swear, she can get me off using just her tongue with very little effort. You can’t imagine how many times you two chatted just after she swallowed a load of my semen. While being with you, she had the taste of me in her mouth.”
Tears run down her cheeks as I continue to tell her of the things I did to Brittany. She doesn’t stop though, and I begin slowly fucking her mouth, pushing even deeper down her throat every time she sucks me in. Tormenting her like this is turning me on even more, and I thrust faster with every moment, getting closer and closer to release.
“And you know what? Tomorrow I’m going to fuck her again right on this very bed. I’ll spread her legs and slam into her, then use her over and over until we’re both exhausted. And during all of that she’ll moan loudly and come like crazy because, just like you, she likes to fuck, not make love. Even if you love her, and even if she loves you, she’s still a slut.”
It’s difficult to talk when you’re so close to release, but the enjoyment of watching her torment gives me the energy. However, that’s the full extent of my self-control, and when I feel my balls tighten up painfully I quickly pull myself out of her mouth just in time to release my semen on her face. She tries to pull away but I keep her in place with one hand while stroking my cock with the other. My mind goes completely blank and all I can do is watch and moan as thick streams of my release land on her beautiful face.
It seems like an eternity before I finally stop, and it might as well have been considering how much of her face is covered. No longer having the strength to hold her in place, I let go of her and step back until I locate the bed and sit down. Oh holy crap, I need a short breather before we continue. After a few moments I notice she’s trying to clean off her face and I stop her with a glare.
“Don’t even think about it. That’s staying right where it is until we finish.”
For a moment it looks like she’s about to argue again, but a raised eyebrow from me helps remind her of the consequences of disobedience. She lowers her hand back down to her side but it’s pretty clear that it’s immensely humiliating for her, and it doesn’t help when a bit of it slides off her face and lands on the floor. I don’t even try to prevent the smirk that appears on my face, and I just watch her for a couple of minutes until I feel I’m ready to continue. I quickly slide backwards on the bed and lay back, propping myself up on my elbows.
I motion her over to me and she reluctantly rises to her feet and crawls onto the bed. When she’s close enough I grab her and pull her body down on top of mine, cutting off her surprised gasp with a deep kiss that makes her entire body tense against mine. She responds to the kiss but it’s easy to see she’s only doing it because she doesn’t want to be punished again. Still, I’m not the only one enjoying the full-body contact. Her soft, athletic form undulates against me and her breathe increases, small gasps sharply interrupting her air intake when my hands rub up and down her slender back and then to her firm ass.
I always took a lot of time just kissing Brittany like this, enjoying the feeling of skin against skin as we made out in her bed. The feeling is intoxicating, and for the next several minutes we just get lost in it. When I finally feel like it’s been long enough, I slowly pull my lips away from hers, enjoying the long sigh that escapes her when we part. A great deal of my semen has already fallen from her face, with only a few stubborn spots remaining. I stare intensely into her eyes and slide one hand up her soft back, making her shiver.
“Fuck me, Santana. If you can do that without forcing me to make you, then you can set the pace. Otherwise I’ll just do whatever pleases me and you’ll have no control at all. I gave Brittany the same choice and she took it. As you saw in that video, she didn’t hate it.”
Santana worries at her lower lip and thinks on it for a moment before leaning up until she’s sitting on my lap, my hard shaft pressing against my stomach. She’s one hell of a sexy sight, straddling me like that. And to think, just over a month ago I was someone who would never have even the slightest chance with her. Oh how things have changed.
I respond with a favorable moan when she takes my cock in her hand and firmly strokes it up and down a few times then twists her thumb around the head, spreading precum with every swipe. My hands move to her hips, not dictating her movements but still gripping them. When she raises herself up and aligns the pointed head of my cock with her opening, I hold my breath in anticipation. I’ve been sneaking peeks at her for years, my fantasies driven by the thought of fucking her. It was always so frustrating that so many others had while I hadn’t.
I finally let out the breath I’ve been holding when she sinks down on me, slowly engulfing my cock inside of her wet channel. She grips me so tightly; I guess all that time of inactivity gave her time to tighten up more. Her breathy whimper mixes with my long groan as the last of my shaft disappears inside her. As much as I love the look of humiliation on her pretty face, I like the look of pleasure even more. As she remains motionless she closes her eyes and I watch her chest fall and she lets out a relieved sigh.
She may be a lesbian now, but she enjoyed having sex with men before. No, actually, that’s not accurate. It’s more likely she enjoyed having her pussy filled, and the fact that it was a guy doing it was just a necessary evil. I suppose that, to her, having a dildo with a mind of its own was worth it. Which is how I’m sure she’s rationalizing it right now, I’m just attached to the thing that’s making her feel good. I can live with that.
She rises back up until only the head is inside of her and then drops swiftly back down, taking me in deep and making her let out quite possibly the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard. My grip tightens on her hips, but since she’s holding up on her end, so am I, and I don’t force her movement either way. She leans forward and presses her hands against my chest, using the extra balance to start a fairly quick pace.
The feeling of her bouncing on my cock makes me grunt and groan loudly with each downward stroke, but the sight of her makes it nearly impossible to keep still, and each time she drops down I push up to meet her halfway. The sensation makes her finally open her eyes and she looks down at me, and I return her gaze as we meet again and again. Her long black hair hangs forward, just a few strands framing her beautiful features. Her mouth opens with a moan every time I slide out of her, and when our hips smack together her face tenses up with pleasure and she hisses out between clenched teeth.
Her breasts shake with each impact and I slide one of my hands up her body and palm one of her breasts, making her moan and finally break eye contact as she bends up again and removes her hands from my chest. She bends back a bit to keep her balance, but the new angle makes me enter her quite deeply, and suddenly she’s clamping down around my shaft and coming her brains out.
“Oh…oh fuck! Ahh!”
Her inner walls ripple around my cock and I have to use every trick in the book to avoid joining her. Through half-lidded eyes I watch her entire body convulse and her mouth open wide, signaling a scream of release that never quite makes it out, only sounding like a long whimper. With some effort I manage to fuck her right through her orgasm, and it’s not long before I feel her hips move to meet mine again.
“You look so incredibly hot when you come, Santana. I want to see it again. Keep riding me; use me as I use you.”
Apparently not trusting her voice, she nods and cries out sharply when I shove inside of her just as I pinch and pull on one of her nipples. Still riding the crests of her last orgasm, she sets up a rough pace, slamming herself down on my cock as I push myself up inside of her. The pleasure I’m feeling is immeasurable, and not just from the physical aspect. Knocking this bitch down a few pegs and watching her happily ride my shaft like a whore is a big part of my enjoyment.
I feel her suddenly clamp down around me again and much to her surprise I lean up, wrap my arms around her and then roll her over to her back. She doesn’t even have time to react as I press my body down against hers and start pounding away at her. Being right on the verge already, she screams out her next orgasm. Even as she squeezes me tight enough to hurt, I fuck her at a relentless pace, her athletic form sliding up and down mine with every thrust.
Every time I did this to Brittany she would completely lose all control over herself and focus on the pleasure. Santana is apparently very similar, because her legs wrap around me and squeeze with every downward thrust while her arms encircle my neck. I know that at this pace I won’t last long, and if the growing tempo of her voice is any indication she is approaching her third orgasm just as rapidly. I lean up until my lips brush her ear.
“I’m about you fill you up with my semen, Santana. I’ve been saving up a huge load just for you over the years. Every day from now on I’m going to take you again and again until you get horny just thinking about what I might do to you next. You’re going to be my own personal fuck slave, and if tonight is any indication, you’ll happily spread your legs whenever I want you to.”
I take her lips possessively in mine and kiss her hard, feeling her entire body shudder as I finish my words. Finally on the edge, I thrust forward hard three times, making her body shake against me, and muffling each sharp cry with my mouth, I finally come inside her. She joins me almost immediately, and her grasping pussy helps milk my cock of every drop of semen I have in me.
I literally feel every ounce of energy I have leave my body and empty inside of her, and her hips switch every time she feels more of my semen burst inside her body. When I finally stop coming, I stop kissing her and lower my lips to her ear again.
“Now what do you say?”
She barely manages to get her gasping voice above a whisper, but it’s clear enough for me.
“Thank you, Master."
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Well that took a lot longer than usual, but there it is. In this chapter I wanted to dominate and humiliate Santana, but ultimately awaken her slutty nature when it got down to it. This does not mean that Santana has lost all of her fight. Trust me, she's not letting him break her that easily. However, she is ruled by her desires, so she'll hate the pleasure he's giving her even as she comes her brains out.
The next chapter will probably include a threesome, but nothing is set in stone yet. But who wouldn't want to be the center of a Brittana sandwhich? ;) If you enjoyed the chapter then please show that rating bar and reviews section some love. It really does help speed the process of a new chapter along.
For those of you who are looking for a story that contains a rougher sex and gangbangs, please check out my other story for Lost Girl. You can find it in my profile.
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