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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. Warnings stay the same. This chapter doesn’t have as much smut as the previous one but there will be some. This chapter is mainly working on developing on the Dom/Sub relationship of the three girls and is extra extra long. Sorry I got carried away. Lol. Anyway I put a little cameo in here let’s see if you figure out who it is. I’ll give you a virtual cooking if you do. I planned on having this out yesterday but my computer wanted to act stupid and not do anything so sorry for the wait. Alrighty then kids on with the show.
Chapter Five: Saturday
Rachel hovering in between sleep and wakefulness feels a persistent poke at her side. She groans turning away but when a shove almost knocks her off the bed she wakes frantic at the unfamiliar room. Her heart pounding she sits up eyes wide looking around.
"It's about time Berry I've been trying to wake you up for the last ten minutes," Santana's voice drawls.
Rachel heart calms when she remembers where she was and why she was here, "This girls sorry Ms. S but she finds herself extremely worn out this morning." She looks over to her noticing Quinn still sleeping next to her.
Santana smirks, "I wonder why Berry." She gestures for Rachel to crawl on her lap.
Rachel blushes and crawls shyly up to where the dominating girl wanted her. She settles on the Latina's lap feeling that delicious cock twitch underneath the heavy comforter. Rachel groans her hips rock lightly against her Ms. S loving the feeling of her cock start to swell and harden. Rachel places her hands next to the Latina's full breast. Her hands itching to touch caress and worship her.
Santana hands grips the tiny waist in front of her and rocks her hips teasing her pretty little toy, "Hmm does my slutty little girl want to play? Is she all wet and ready for me?"
Rachel throws her head back moan rocking her hips harder, "Oh yes Ms. S your slutty little girl wants to play. Oh this girl is wet and ready for you Ms. S."
Santana slides one hand down flickering her clit, "Would my toy like it if I shove my fat cock into her slutty pussy or tight ass?"
Rachel feels herself get even wetter at that statement. Yes the diva is sore in places she's never been sore before but the ache feels so damn good she wants more, "Oh god yes please Ms. S this girl would love for you to shove your fat cock in any of her holes."
Santana dips her single digit into her hot throbbing hole. She groans at the wetness gathering already, "Your so wet already and I have even done anything."
Rachel whimpering moans at the slow pace her Ms. S is doing, "This girl is always wet for you and Ms. Q even before you showed her any interest."
Santana smiles cockily, "Really? Did my little toy used to lay in her bed and dream about the day that we would take you and claim you." Her pace quickens causing the girl to moan louder. "Did you used to play with this pretty little pussy wishing it was us playing with you?"
"Yes, yes oh god yes Ms. S," Rachel yells.
Santana suddenly removes her hand and slaps her sore ass the girl yelps but relishes the pain, "Well as much as I would love to play I'm hungry and I know Q will be once she wakes up."
Rachel whines in the back of her throat but doesn't protest any further, "So my slutty little toy is going to go make us breakfast. This will be part of the rules you have to follow when you're here." She runs her nails down the shapely tan thighs leaving angry red marks, "Since it's the weekend we like to have a nice big breakfast. Q likes pancakes with bacon and eggs," she slaps Rachel's thigh causing the girl to whimper. "Pay attention to this part Rachel because if you get her bacon wrong there would be hell to pay. She likes her bacon crisp not burnt or undercook do you understand."
Rachel hesitant before nodding her head she's never cooked bacon before being Jewish and all. She hopes she can get it right her ass still burns from last night's punishment. "Yes Ms. S this girl understands."
Santana stares at the girl smirking because she knows that the tiny toy will probably get it wrong. It took her forever to get it the way Quinn likes it so Santana highly doubts she'll be able too. "Now my breakfast I like the same thing but I want blueberry pancakes and both of us like two eggs over easy. Make sure the yolk isn't gross and runny. Do you understand?"
Rachel chews on her lips and swallows, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands. Would Ms. S and Ms. Q like coffee with their breakfast?"
Santana smirks again training her will be easier than she thought, "Yes and some orange juice."
Rachel nods, "Does Ms. S wish for this girl to get started now or later?"
"Now Berry because we have a full day planned and need to get started right away," Santana slaps her ass again removing her hands. Rachel nods leaning forward to kiss her like last night. Rachel turns leaning over Quinn and kisses her temple softly before crawling off Santana's lap and crawling to the door.
"Oh Rachel you have thirty minutes to have it ready. I'm talking set on the table and coming to get us do you understand," Quinn's sleep husk voice drawls.
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands," Rachel tells her before crawling fast out of the room.
Quinn turns kissing Santana good morning. Morning breath be damned because neither girl could give a fuck. "So what do you suppose we do while we wait for our toy to get breakfast ready?"
Santana grins wickedly rolling on top of her girl, "I can think of a few things babe." She knees Quinn's legs apart situating herself between her favorite spot.
Quinn moans feeling Santana's cock rub against her butt. The pre-cum leaving streaks of wetness where it landed. "I like the way you think but do we have time? You did say that we had a lot to do today."
Santana peppers kisses on her neck muttering against her flushed skin, "I always have time to fuck you Q."
Quinn sighs closing her eyes enjoying the buildup, "I have now problem with it then."
Santana smirks running her hand down to Quinn's puckered hole. She pierces her slowly drawing out a low moan from Quinn. Santana moves her finger in and out in a slow torturous pace loving every second of Quinn's whimpering pleas for more.
"Please baby just fuck me already," the frustration clearly heard in her voice.
"What's wrong baby are you so horny and desperate already? I haven't even done anything yet," Santana taunts the withering girl beneath her making sure to brush her hardness between her cheeks.
"Fuck baby stop being a tease and fuck me now," her blonde counterpart yells.
Santana lifts her brow, "What a filthy mouth you have Q. I wonder what daddy would say if her knew what a bad little girl you were."
Quinn looks her in the eyes mischief written everywhere on her tanned face, "Daddy wouldn't give a fuck as long as he has a glass of whiskey in his hand." She grabs a hold of Santana's hips and slams her into her, "So shut the fuck up and fuck me now before I find Berry and shove my cock in her ass and leave you hanging."
Santana narrows her eyes and snarls prying her legs wide Santana lines herself up with that pulsating hole and with one thrust sheath her in the tight hot hole tearing a scream from Quinn. The pace she set is a bruising pace. Santana's thigh slapping against Quinn's ass reddening her after every thrust.
Quinn moans in joy as Santana pummels her ass. Pounding the blonde cheerio into the bed making the head board slam into the wall. Quinn wraps her legs around the Latina's waist hooking her ankles together. The girl has no other choice but to hold on and enjoy the ride.
Santana pants harshly in her ear, "Is this how you want it Quinn? You like me fucking you rough? Don't you?"
Quinn moans louder, "Oh fuck yes I love it baby. I love it when you remind that I'm yours."
Santana moans at that and thrust harder loving the feel of Quinn's walls closing around her. Her abs burning and she pushes herself to move faster harder. "Oh shit Quinn, you're mine! Your ass! Your cock! All mine," each statement punctuated with hard thrusts.
Quinn growls eyes rolling in the back of her head. She so close but Santana won't push her over but she wasn't ready to beg yet. Santana grins manically knowing that her girl needs a little more. She slows her pace to a snail like crawl.
Quinn whimpers frustrated as she tries to move her hips harder but Santana throws her weight on top of her fully pinning her down. "Nuh uh baby my rules. If you want more than all you have to do is ask for it."
Santana slow thrust doesn't change or waiver. Quinn almost cries needing more she bites her lips hard stopping the words that want to come out. Santana angles her hips brushing against that spot that makes her toes curl.
Finally unable to take anymore, "Please oh fuck please baby more. I need more."
Santana lifts her head staring into those golden hazel orbs, "More of what?"
"I need it harder please. I need more of you," the blonde cheerio pleas.
The Latina cheerio smirks quickening her pace only a small fraction, "Like this baby?"
Quinn mewls nails scratching her back, "Harder baby! Please!" Quinn loves but hate the fact that this woman is the only one that ever could make her beg. But in the end Santana is the only person that she could ever give up control too and trust that nothing bad would happen.
Santana sensing Quinn was just about near the end of her rope she thrust harder angling her hips to brush that special spot, "Like this baby or do you need it harder?"
Quinn moans in appreciation this time she tries to move her hips but Santana doesn't allow it, "Oh god, please harder San!"
Santana smirk thrusting harder and faster than her original pace. She lift herself up never breaking stride and throws both of Quinn's legs over her shoulder. Thrusting deeper than before causing Quinn's cock to twitch and jerk against her stomach. "Oh god right there baby. Again!"
Santana speeds up her movements every stroke hard and unrelenting curling Quinn's toes as she rocks her hips meeting every thrust. The sweat dripping down both of their bodies' harsh panting gasps and skin slapping against skin sounding around the room.
Santana takes a hold of Quinn's cock stroking it in time with her hips. Quinn moans louder than before needing only just a little more to push her over the edge. Santana abs burning moves her hips in a blinding speed. Moans escaping both of their lips unashamed at who might be hearing them. Faster and faster and harder and harder Santana leads them in a dance they know so well.
"Oh god oh god fuck I'm almost there," Quinn groans trying to encourage Santana to move faster.
Her brunette counterpart leans forward capturing her lips in a bruising kiss. Their tongues fight for dominance as Santana pounds into her grunting at the force of her thrust. Quinn's walls contracting around Santana's cock. Finally Quinn aches her back cumming in ropes spilling all over both of their bodies moaning into Santana's mouth.
Santana follows after her shooting hot cum into her girl. Quinn legs fall to the side as Santana collapse onto her. Both girls breath in harsh pants as their cocks twitch and jerk between their bodies. Santana peppers kisses on Quinn's neck unable to lift her head to capture Quinn's lips.
"Oh wow I love it when I wake up that way baby," Quinn tells her basking in the post colitis bliss.
Santana chuckles tickling Quinn's sensitive neck, "I say we have a wakeup call like that every day Q."
They hear a soft whimper at the side of them and turn to face the noise. Rachel kneeling on the side of the bed red faced and eyes dilated. Her breath coming out in harsh pants as she watches her owners in bed. Hoping that they would relieve the tension building between her legs. They smirk at their whining and pitiful little toy.
"Is breakfast ready," Santana ask her nibbling on Quinn's ear. Her cock jumps from the contact Santana pulls back giving her a playful wink.
Rachel's voice raspy and raw, "Yes Ms. S your breakfast is ready." Her clit throbbing painfully needing the attention of her owners.
Santana pulls out of Quinn's twitching hole slow savoring the feeling of her clinching and grasping to keep her cock inside of her. The two HBICs moan simultaneously shivering at the sensation.
"Hmmm," Santana moans. "Let's go see if our toy cooked breakfast correctly."
Quinn shutters feeling empty, "Alright babe let's go."
Santana rolls off the girl Rachel watching her every move with hungry eyes. The brunette cheerio helps Quinn off the bed. They absent mindedly pat Rachel on the head walking to the door. Santana snaps her fingers and Rachel scrambles after them crawling on all fours. Her eyes raking over their perfect naked forms.
In the kitchen the HBICs sit and Rachel crawls kneeling between them. They dig in to a surprisingly good meal. Santana urges Rachel to lay her head on her lap. The submissive little toy sigh contently as Santana strokes her hair feeding her bites off pancakes every so often.
The moment of truth comes when Quinn picks up a piece of bacon and takes a small bite. Rachel unconsciously holds her breath as she waits for verdict. Quinn chews her bacon thoughtfully smirking in her mind as she watches Rachel squirm impatiently. Santana grins at her blonde partner knowing that the girl is teasing their toy.
"It's a little under cooked Berry," Quinn barks to her.
Rachel swallows back tears her Ms. Q's disappointment stabbing in her like a knife. "This girl is sorry Ms. Q. She will do better next time," Rachel whimpers pitifully.
Quinn turns her hard gaze to the watery doe eyes looking at her imploring her for another chance, "You only get two chances Berry next time I won't be so nice."
Rachel nods her head against Santana's leg, "This girl thanks you Ms. Q she won't let you down."
Santana yanks her head back in an awkward angle forces her to look at her upside down, "You better not Berry I told you Quinn is picky with her bacon. Are you trying to piss us off?"
Rachel winching as her hair is pulled almost tearing from the roots, "No Ms. S this girl isn't trying to make you angry."
They look at her eyes piercing into her sending shivers down her spine straight to her core. After a while the HBICs seemly satisfied by what they saw and Santana let's go of her hair. They resume their meal and Rachel breathes a sigh of relief because she dodge a huge bullet. Santana resumes her petting of the tiny girl. They take turns feeding their toy bites of their food.
Once the food was done the girls instruct Rachel to clean and wash the dirty dishes. Quinn lounges on Santana's lap playing with her hair while they waited for their toy to finish. Once the girl was done she resumes her spot by the girls awaiting further instructions.
Santana pats Quinn's butt gesturing for her to get up, "You did bring an extra change of clothes didn't you Berry?"
"Yes Ms. S this girl brought extra clothes," Rachel replies eyes cast down.
"Good because first things first is that we're going shopping and we can't have you wearing the same outfit as yesterday now can we," Quinn snickers.
Santana snaps her fingers, "Go to our room now Berry." Rachel scurries up the stairs the girls lick their lips as the watch the pretty pink wet pussy go up the stairs. The girls follow behind fingers entwined in a sedate pace.
When they entered the room the smirk seeing Rachel kneeling in the middle of the room arms behind her and head down.
Quinn goes to Rachel's bag scoffing at the childish clothes she pulls out, "Damn Berry granny panties? Really you should be ashamed of yourself. You're a big girl now your panties should show it."
She throws the garments on the bed and digs around the desk for the toy she wants for her other toy, "Go to the edge of the bed and bend over."
Rachel scampers to the bed sticking her ass in the air. She shivers as cold air breezes on her hot pussy. Quinn follows behind her kicking her legs further apart. Santana walks on her knees in front of Rachel. She licks her lips eyeing the hard cock waving in her face. She opens her mouth slightly hoping that she will get a taste of that delicious cock.
Santana smirks gathering the long chestnut hair in a ponytail guiding her to the awaiting cock. Rachel swallows the big cock working it further down her throat. She groans sending vibrations through Santana's body as she feels Quinn thrust into her dripping pussy in one hard thrust.
The HBICs spear her from both ends working together in the same rhythm. Santana tights her hold on her hair forcing her to take more and more down her throat.
"Oh you fucking dirty slut," Quinn grunts working her hips faster brushing that spot that makes her see stars. "You love being used don't you? You love being our cockslut. You love being our little cum dump."
Santana groans as Rachel twirls and sucks her in deeper, "You such a dirty little bitch. What would your daddies say if they know you liked being fucked by two girls? That you like swallowing our cum."
Rachel moans closing her eyes as she feel her walls shutter around Quinn's cock. She works her mouth and hips in time with their thrust taking the cocks deeper. Santana throws her head back her hips snapping as she feels her cock start to twitch and jerk inside that hot wet mouth.
"Oh fuck you better not cum Berry until we tell you too," Quinn smacks her ass in a series of painful slaps. She thrusts harder and fast and her thighs hit the welts and bruises painted across her toys body.
Rachel whimpers fighting her body to not cum yet. She moans protesting when Quinn pulls out of her. Her walls contracting fighting to keep that hard cock inside. She struggles to breathe through her nose as Santana works her hips harder trying to make her choke on her dick.
Quinn spreads her ass cheeks apart staring into that small puckered hole. She lines up her still painfully hard dick and works herself in an inch at a time. Rachel stiffens at the intrusion her backside still sore from last night.
"Shhh good girl relax," Quinn coos at the girl. Rachel whimpers at the unusual feeling because last night she was too out of it to realize what was happening until she was cumming like crazy.
Santana slows her pace helping the girl relax and concentrate on what was going on with her ass. She strokes Rachel's face as wide eyes stare into hers. "Good girl Berry. You're being such a good girl."
Quinn strokes her back soothing her until she relaxes her ass enough to work more in. Yelling in triumph as worked the last inch inside. She pauses giving the girl time to adjust to new feeling. When Rachel finally relaxes Quinn starts moving in a slow pace. Working her hips faster and faster harder and harder.
"Oh fuck Berry I'm cumming! You better not cum yet," Quinn wraps her arms around her waist her face pressed against her back.
Rachel moans around Santana's cock sucking harder working her tongue and her hips. The girls speed up their thrust moaning as they start moving in a frenzied pace. Quinn and Santana's abs start to burn as they work their cocks deeper trying to meet in the middle.
Rachel once again fight against her body not to cum yet. Tears form in large doe eyes as she desperately need to cum.
"Oh shit! Oh fuck," Quinn hips become a blur as she fucks her toy into oblivion. Quinn throws her head as she cums in thick ropes inside of Rachel's ass. Her movements become jerk as she rides out her orgasm.
Quinn mumbles on her back, "Good girl don't spill any of that cum."
Quinn pulls out slowly relishing the feel of Rachel's tight hole spazing around her dick. She watches in fascination when Rachel's puckered hole fights to close trapping her hot cum inside. Santana slaps her face lightly reminding the diva not to forget about her.
Rachel starts sweating as she fights to keep her back hole close and suck Santana's cock. Santana feels herself starting to cum and works her hips faster. Quinn collapse on the bed head propped watch her girl work.
"Oh shit Berry take it all," Santana grunts and groans pulling the pull start in lower belly.
Rachel closes her eyes waiting for that salty delicious cum to paint her throat. She works her throat muscles and twirls and sucks harder. Santana grunts pulling out suddenly with a loud pop.
Rachel whines loud her mouth open trying to chase after her cock. Santana smirks slapping her face hard enough to sting and not enough to leave a mark. The Latina scrambles to the other side of the bed watching the puckered fight to remain closed. Quinn smirks in the side lines as Santana tortures their toy denying her a taste that she so desperately needs and wants.
Santana parts Rachel's cheeks watching as the Quinn's cum trickles out slowly. Rachel whines struggle to close her hole before all the of the cums leaks out.
Santana winks at Quinn before she thrust her cock into Rachel's ass. Rachel gasps at the intrusion quickly rocking back meeting Santana's thrust.
"Oh fuck so god damn tight," Santana grunts knowing she won't last long but she still tries to put off her orgasm as long as she could.
Rachel mouth falls open panting every breath moaning loud. "OH GOD FUCK PLEASE! LET THIS GIRL CUM," Rachel begs.
"No," Santana snarls raining a series of bruising slaps across Rachel's ass.
Rachel head fall to the bed whimpering taking the small punishment. Quinn laughs silently at the poor diva's desperation.
Santana grunts as she's blindsided by her orgasm, "Oh fuck! Oh shit take it all Berry!"
Rachel moans feeling the thick hot ropes shoot into her. Santana's jerky movement finally slow down as she collapse on Rachel's back. She pulls out and lays next to Quinn on her back.
Rachel stays in position fight back tears as her clit throbs painfully a mewling noise sounds from the back of her throat.
After the girls catch their breath Quinn gets up and moves to Rachel again. The tiny diva gasps when she feels a hard cold object being worked into her hole. She feels uncomfortably full but not as full as when the girls' cocks are penetrating her.
"This is called a butt plug Berry make sure it stays in until we remove it and you'll be rewarded," Quinn strokes her back. She's feels mischievous and reaches around and pinches her clit, "Consider not being able to cum as part of your punishment."
Rachel whispers, "Yes Ms. Q this girl understands."
The girls cleaned up and got dressed they made their way to the car with Rachel trailing behind them. Rachel scramble over the hard concrete of the garage her knees protesting painfully. She took her seat in the back of the car shifting every so often as the plug moved inside her. She squeezes her legs together trying to relieve some of the pressure.
They stopped at the mall when Santana turned off the engine they turn in their seat to face their toy. Rachel looks up waiting for her instructions.
"Alright Berry here's the deal," Quinn begins, "We expected you to behave and follows the rules we set for you."
Santana cuts in, "No wondering off. No back talk. And you walk two steps behind us to the right. Do you understand?"
Rachel nods, "Yes Ms. S this girl understands."
"Alright let's go Rachel," Quinn says opening the door.
Rachel quickly follows after her owners. The throb in her clit wanes down a little making it somewhat bearable to walk through the mall but the plug in her ass reminds her clit of the pleasure that's been denied. She follows the girls as they make stops in different shops almost forgetting that she was even there. When they walk to a boutique that Rachel always wanted to shop in but couldn't afford she perked up a little.
This was what the girls were wanting for to see which store would peak their toys interest. They move into the store as Rachel bounces excitedly behind them. She had to stifle a moan when the plug shifts inside of her.
Rachel tries not to wander around the store but finds it difficult to pay attention to her owners. Santana snaps her fingers in front of Rachel's face. The girl blushes when she realizes that she almost ran into her. Santana waves away the sales girl that honed in on them as soon as they walked in.
She mumbles low, "This girl's sorry Ms. S. She wasn't paying attention."
Santana smirks, "Yes I know Rachel. Do you see anything that you'd like to try on?"
Quinn slides her arm around her brunette counterpart's waist, "Yeah but make sure whatever it is doesn't make you look like a toddler Berry."
Rachel smiles her megawatt smile, "Really Ms. Q this girl can try out some clothes?"
Santana rolls her eyes, "That's why we're here Berry. If you're going to be ours than we can't have you dressing like a Japanese Granny Hooker fetish."
Rachel frowns timidly says, "But Ms. S this girl can't afford any of these clothes."
Quinn raising that one brow that shoots electricity down to her core, "That's not what we want to hear Berry. We're giving you a gift. Are you really going to stand there and throw it back in our faces?"
Rachel's eyes widen realizing her mistake, "No Ms. Q this girl's sorry she misunderstood you. This girl would never throw your gift back in your face."
The HBICs nod satisfied, "Well go look around see if you find anything."
They watch as Rachel smiles and wanders around. They already decided before this weekend to give their toy a makeover. They plan on keeping her short skirts but new shirts were definitely in order. Neither girl had to worry about money parents with guilty conscious made for fat bank accounts.
Russell and Judy Fabray left Quinn to fend for herself in 8th grade but they sent money every month for the bills and necessities. Alex and Manuel Lopez were never home long enough to realize that their daughter practically lived at Quinn's. They did stopped home long enough to drop of money on the kitchen counter though. Neither one realized that the other already left money so Santana's bank account is right up there with Quinn's. So both could afford to buy Rachel a whole new wardrobe three times over. They picked random shirts and blouses for the girl to try on.
When Rachel came back her arms full she smiled, "This girl would like to try these on."
Quinn adds to her pile, "Try these on as well."
Rachel blushes and walks to the changing room. After trying on and modeling a few outfits Rachel hears a soft knock on the door. When she opens it she's surprised to see Quinn blushing she moves out of the way for her to come in. She stands there only in her bra and panties looking down.
Quinn smirks locking the door she leans forward to whisper in her ear, "I wanted to check on the gift I left you."
Quinn gestures for her to turn around and watches as the blush spreads down her body. Swallowing hard Rachel turns to face the wall placing her arms there. Her breath started to come out in pants as Quinn runs her hands over her torso. She shutters when Quinn reaches her panties pulling them down and kicks her legs apart to stand between them.
Quinn chuckles at the visible wet spot on her crotch, "Tkks I haven't down anything yet and you're already dripping. You're just a horny little bitch aren't you Berry?"
Rachel moans her head falling forward on the cool wall. Quinn slaps her butt teasing her, "Shhh or I'll stop Berry."
Rachel bites her lip trying to keep the joyful moans in. Quinn grins wide dipping her finger inside shuttering at the warm wetness made just for her and Santana. Devious thought crossed her mind she was only coming to tease her toy a little but this wet pussy was calling to her.
With her unoccupied hand she unbutton her jeans Rachel shuttered when she heard the zipper move down. Quinn's hard cock straining against her boxers. She groans in relief when she pulls them down enough for her hard on to spring free pre-cum dripping from the mushroom shape head. Rachel holds her breath becoming wetter swallowing moans as she feels the hard cock tease her swollen lips.
Her blonde HBIC lines up with her entrance and sheath fully with one thrust. "Shh not one sound Berry. If I hear anything even a whimper I'm going to pull out and punish you," Quinn whispers nibbling on her ear.
Rachel nods frantically enjoying the feel of being taken by her Ms. Q. Quinn sets the pace hard and fast trying to reach deeper inside than ever before. Rachel rocks her hip meeting Quinn's every thrust. Oh fuck oh fuck Rachel chants in her head. The ache that faded came back more forceful than before.
Quinn arms circle the toy's slender stomach pulling her tighter into her. Her hips pistoning in and out driving her cock deeper into the little submissive toy. Quinn puffs hot air into Rachel's ear, "Don't you dare cum yet Berry. Oh shit so you're so tight. Uh fuck you're still on punishment."
Rachel lips still caught between her sharp teeth nods wanting to cry. Oh fuck oh fuck. She claws her nails scratching the paint of the wall. Oh shit I need to cum she thinks biting her lips harder keeping in her moans.
Quinn bites down on Rachel's shoulder struggling to keep her own moans. Oh fuck so tight. So good she thinks. She snaps her hips harder relishing the wet, wet sounds echoing in the otherwise quiet dressing area. The duo rock together Rachel squeezing her walls tighter helping her Ms. Q closer to the edge.
Quinn pulls her down impaling her with her cock harder cumming in hot thick ropes. She bits down harder muffling the screams of her release. A small gasp escape her sealed lips she hopes that Quinn didn't hear her. Quinn slows her pace riding out her orgasm relishing her toys walls milking her softening cock. Rachel struggling to keep her own orgasm at bay. It was so close she could feel it only a little push would send her tumbling over the edge.
Quinn sucks and licks the wound on her toy's neck mumbling, "Good girl Berry. You're such a good girl."
Rachel heart jumps for joy at her Ms. Q statement. She wants nothing more than to be their good girl. They both shutter when Quinn pulls her soft cock out of her fluttering walls. Rachel feels their combined cum leak out her aching pussy running down her thighs. Quinn kneels down and starts to lick the trail of cum on her legs. Loving the taste of their cum mixed together. When she came to Rachel's poor aching pussy she teasing flicked her tongue over the clit. Sucking on her lower lips cleaning the girl but never putting enough pressure to give her that sweet release she needs.
Rachel eyes shut tightly as her head bangs lightly on the wall. After Quinn cleans her thoroughly she stands and turns Rachel around she kiss her lip softly. Quinn's sucks in her abused lip soothing it. A small moan escapes Rachel her eyes pop open scared she broke the rules.
Quinn winks letting go of her lip smirking, "I cleaned you Berry so how about you return the favor?"
Rachel nods falling to her knees she leans forward her tongue flicks tasting the mixture of their cum. She runs her tongue along the length of Quinn's cock. She sucks on the head teasing the soft cock to harden for her. Quinn grabs her by the hair urging the girl deeper in mouth. Rachel works her throat sucking in more and more of her cock. Quinn head falls back enjoying her mouth for a moment. With deep regret Quinn pulls out of Rachel's mouth both whimpering at the loss.
Quinn pulls her up by her hair. Rachel is starting to enjoy the small pain that these girls are inflecting on her. Quinn raises her brow looking at her expectantly Rachel frowns confused. Quinn glances to her crotch and Rachel's eyes follow her gaze.
Rachel tentatively reaches out take a hold of her cock. When Quinn doesn't correct her she moves to tuck in the semi hard wet cock back in her boxer. Lovingly caressing Quinn's cock she tugs up her boxers and buttons up her pants. She brushes up lightly against the cock as she zips up the zipper enjoying the twitches and jerks on her palm.
Quinn watches her with hooded eyes smirking allowing the girl to tease her a little. "Get dressed I think we got everything we need. Meet us at the counter when you're done we're buying everything."
"Yes Ms. Q but may this girl ask a question," Rachel mutters.
Quinn cocks her head to the side, "Out with Berry we have a few other stops to get to."
"What if they don't all fit? This girl hasn't tried on all the outfits Ms. Q," Rachel sucks in her breath hoping she doesn't cause the other girl to explode.
Quinn shrugs not really caring about that, "Whatever doesn't fit we'll exchange or San will take it. It doesn't matter so stop wasting time before I put you over my lap Berry."
Rachel swallows, "Yes Ms. Q."
Quinn turns to leave meeting up with a laughing Santana leaning against the counter. The sales people stare at her eyes wide surprised that this was the person they heard fucking in their dressing rooms.
"So I take it that Rachel needed help after all? You were in there an awfully long time," Santana scoffs.
Quinn grins smug, "Yup some of the poor girl's outfits were to snug. I had to help her get off I mean get them off of her. It was harder than I thought it would be."
Santana chuckles, "Did she get off I mean find the right fit?"
Quinn lips her lips, "No sadly for her she didn't get off but I on the other hand found the right fit and I must say S you need to try it out."
Santana wraps her arms around Quinn's neck kissing her, "I'll try at the next store I don't see anything else I want here."
Rachel comes out of the dressing room pausing at the door way when she realizes the whole store is watching her. The sales people and other costumers laugh softly seeing through the duos innuendo. Rachel flushes embarrassed but walks bravely to the counter. She heard the whispers and looks of disgust she tilts her head high and squares her shoulders. She flashes the sales person closest to her 'Rachel Berry' smile and struts with more confidence than she feels.
"Ms. Q, Ms. S this girl found the perfect fit but it wasn't these clothes," she lowers her eyes demurely.
Santana chuckles in surprise while Quinn flashes her approval, "Good girl come let's pay there's nothing else for us here."
The people surrounding them watched mouths hung open. One older lady walks up to Rachel, "You should be ashamed of yourself acting like a slut. You have no respect for your body."
Rachel looks to Quinn who gives her a subtle nod, "But ma'am this girl is only a slut for her mistresses. They respect this girl's body daily." She tells her with a breathy moan.
The woman looks to the duo who smirks dangerously daring her to make another comment. The girl at the register desperate for the girls to leave gives them the total. Quinn whips her credit card out without breaking eye contact with the judgmental woman.
The sales girl bags their purchases, "Thank you but please don't come back. We don't need your type of people here."
Quinn and Santana snap their head around but before they can rip apart the girl another voice cuts in, "Really Katy what kind of people is that? And what makes you think you can ban people from my store?"
The girl flushes stuttering out, "Ms. Jenkins! I'm sorry I didn't see you there but these uh girls where causing a scene."
Ms. Jenkins smirks, "Really Katy? From what I saw these girls were merely making a purchase when this ignorant woman accosted them. Ma'am you can leave I don't want your business in here."
The woman puffs out her chest insulted by this hussy, "Fine I'll take my business elsewhere and be sure I'll tell all my friends never to come to this establishment."
Ms. Jenkins shrugs, "I can really care less lady." She tells the retreating figure smirking as other costumers follow her out, "Now Katy go find something to do that doesn't require you over stepping your boundaries."
The sales girl scurries off and the other employees follow her. Ms. Jenkins turns to the smirking duo, "Now ladies I must apologize for her behavior but know that your business is always welcome here."
Quinn smiles leaning over the counter, "Thank you we appreciate it."
Santana pulls Rachel to her nibbling on her shoulder her arms wrapped around Rachel's stomach. Santana's semi hard cock rubbing on her butt, "Rachel be a good girl and thank the nice lady."
Rachel rolls her head to the side giving Santana better access, "This girl thanks you Ms. Jenkins."
The woman smirks her lustful gaze trails over the HBICs little toy. She leans over, "She so well behaved have you had her long."
The duo look at each other shocked. Quinn recovered first, "Uh no, we're still training her."
The woman nods thoughtfully, "Sorry I didn't properly introduce myself. Anya Jenkins but some call me Mistress Anya."
The light goes off in their heads. Santana extends an arm to shake the woman's hand, "Santana Lopez that's my partner Quinn Fabray and this is our little dirty girl Rachel Berry."
Anya shakes her hand then Quinn's, "For someone so new she's remarkably well trained."
Quinn grins, "Well we might have just got her this weekend but we've been working on her for a while." Santana nods resumes nibbling on Rachel's neck grinding her hips pushing her dick into Rachel's ass.
Anya licks her lips her arousal showing in her eyes, "Hmm I would love to continue this conversation but I have the sudden need to visit my own pet." She reaches into her back pocket pulling out a card, "If you ever want to set up a play date or have question since I'm guessing your fairly new to the scene give me a call or stop by."
Quinn takes the card turning it over seeing a logo for a club called The Bronze. She looks at the woman questioning, "We'll keep that in mind thank you. What's The Bronze? I've never heard of it before."
Anya shrugs, "I'm not surprised it's a very exclusive club. You can only get in by invite but it's a safe place for Dom and Subs to play."
Santana looks up intrigue, "Really? I would love to go to a club like that but will we be allowed in? We're all kinda underage?"
Anya nods, "Of course I own part of the club as long as you three don't do anything illegal there won't be a problem. But I'm sorry I must leave." She runs a finger over Rachel's face, "Such a pretty little toy you two are so lucky to have her," with that Anya turns to leave barking orders at her employees as she goes.
The duo watches her leave Rachel was too busy enjoying the feel of Santana's lips to notice. The pulsing ache in her pussy growing almost painful with every bite and flick of Santana's tongue. Quinn smirks knowing that their toy is a bad way needing to cum badly. When she manages to gain Santana's attention they exit the shop and the employees couldn't have been happier to see them go.
The next stop was to Victoria Secrets where the girls teased their toy having her put on a fashion show for the whole store to see. Girl's there with their boyfriends fumed when they stared openly drooling at the petite girl. One girl slapped her boyfriend hard and left in a huff. He trailed after her but not before he took one last lustful look at the girl.
A red faced Rachel squared her shoulders and did what she was instructed to do. The girls' picked out sexy underwear for the girl and naughty teddies for their toy to wear. Santana gave the girl a break and didn't follow her to the dressing room she didn't think they would catch a break like they did in the boutique. When they finally had enough garments for their toy they decided to stop for dinner in the food court since they skipped lunch. Rachel's tummy rumbled at the thought of food as she followed obediently balancing the bags in her hands.
The girl's ordered her to sit while they made their orders. Rachel sat day dreaming about her owners. She felt bad that they spent so much money on her today but she couldn't wait to wear the sexy outfits they picked out for her.
A shadow loomed over her when she looked up Rachel groaned seeing Finn Hudson smiling at her with that puppy dog look. Rachel ducked her head hoping that either Santana or Quinn would come rescue her from the ogre.
Finn frowns he thought the girl would be happier to see him. He gave her space last night knowing that she would realize the mistake she made in glee, "Hey Rach I didn't know you would be here but I'm happy you're here."
Rachel remains silent hoping the slow quarterback would get the hint but apparently he's slower than she originally thought, "So I wanted to ask you if you changed your mind about the date." He pulls out the chair across from her reaching to grab her hand.
Rachel quickly pulls her hand away setting them on her lap. She looks around frantic for Quinn and Santana. She swallows when she spots Santana rushing over with a murderous look on her face. She pleads with her eyes that it wasn't her fault.
"So what do you say Rach tonight you and me Breadsticks," Finn says ignoring the fact that the usually talkative girl hasn't said a word. He spots Santana heading their way and waves at her, "Hey Santana what are you doing here?"
Santana trying her best to kill him with her death glare, "I'm here with my girl and Rachel. What do you want Man Boobs?"
Finn flushes, "Uh oh I didn't know that you guys and Rach were friends but I was trying to see if Rach wanted to go out tonight. She hasn't answered me though."
Santana growls loud startling Finn. She ignores the boy turning her hard gaze to Rachel who looks back at her with pleading eyes, "Oh really?"
Finn nods, "Yeah she hasn't said anything since I sat down it's weird. Did she lose her voice? Oh my god Rach did you lose your voice? What about Glee? What are we going to do?"
Santana snaps, "Oh shut up short bus! Her voice is fine! Maybe she doesn't want to talk to you take the hint and leave us alone."
Finn glares at the Latina cheerio, "You're not the boss of me Sluttana so shut it and stop speaking for Rachel. I already know that she likes me so just stop acting like you're her friend and leave us alone."
Rachel shakes her head denying the boy's claims. Quinn walks up tray in hand her face just as furious as Santana's growling at Finn, "What did you just call my girl Finnessa?" Rachel turns to Quinn trying to convey her innocence in all this.
Finn curses inwardly he thought that Santana was here with Brittany but now that Quinn's here he's in trouble. He tries giving her his best boy next door grin, "Oh hey Quinn how are you doing?"
Santana crosses her arms, "Well Finncompetent here seems to think that Rachel is harboring secret feeling for the overgrown child. Even though she hasn't said one word to him since he's been here. And the moron is waiting for an answer about some lame date he wants to take her out on."
Quinn cocks her head to side smirking, "Well Rachel answer the idiot so we can eat in peace."
Rachel's eyes widen swallowing thickly she turns to Santana. The Latina nods her consent as well, "No Finn I told you already that I do not wish to date you. So please refrain from accosting me farther and speaking to m… uh Santana in the manner you were before."
"But Rach I know you like me so stop playing hard to get," he whines. "And when are you friends with these two? Didn't they used to make your life hell before?"
Rachel shakes her head rolling her eyes, "Finn I do not know how much simpler to put it for you but I do not like you at all. Not even a little so leave me alone. As for my friendships with these two girls it's none of your concern."
Finn pushes he's chair back furious that this loser turned him down for a third time, "Fine don't expect me to ask you again Treasure Trail. You lost your chance!"
Rachel lowers her eyes to the table while the HBICs look at Finn stomp away with a smug grin planted on their faces. They sit across from Rachel staring daggers at her. The poor girl fidgets nervously waiting for them to announce her punishment.
Santana drawls, "So Berry what part of don't talk to pyramid nipples don't you understand?"
Rachel gulps at the cold tone in her voice, "But Ms. S this girl didn't speak to Finn until you gave her permission. This girl promises she didn't engage with him."
Quinn draws random pictures on the table, "I suppose that's believable Berry. I suppose we can't fault you for his actions."
Rachel risks looking up to see the girls' faces blank, "Please Ms. Q this girl obeyed your rules."
Santana leans forward, "Eat Berry we'll discuss it later at home."
Rachel whispers tearful, "Yes Ms. S."
They trio eat quietly the whole time tears stung Rachel's eyes from disappointing her mistresses. It was a troubling thing to think of the girls as her mistresses or owners but it felt right. She just hopes that Finn didn't screw it up for her. She bites her lips thinking that she might not have them anymore. That they might think she's too much trouble and toss her aside.
The HBICs sat fuming but not at Rachel. Oh no their anger is directed solely on that over grown ape. They each have plans for the idiot on Monday. If he was smart than after that he'll never come near Rachel again.
They HBICs decide to save the rest of their shopping for another day Finn ruined it for them. Without speaking or waiting for Rachel they get up to leave. Rachel scrambles to clean the table and gather their bags. Slightly breathless she catches up to them close to the exit. She follows them head hung low waiting for them to tell her that they don't want her anymore.
After Rachel's places their purchases in the trunk she gets into the back surprised to see Santana follow her in. The ride was quiet for a while making the diva more nervous.
Rachel squirms in her seat the plug making its presence known again.
"Well Berry barely a day and you're already disobeying the rules," Santana drawls in a bored voice.
Quinn glances in the rear view, "So what do you suppose we do?"
Rachel swallows hard, "This girl supposes a punishment would be fitting Ms. Q."
"Or we cut our losses and be done with this arrangement," Santana tells her.
Rachel whimpers tearfully, "NO! Please I don't want this arrangement to be over. Please I didn't speak to Finn! Please give us another chance."
"So you wish to continue then? You'll follow our rules to the letter," Quinn asks.
"Yes Ms. Q please please give this girl another chance," Rachel begs.
Quinn and Santana look at each. Quinn gives Santana a nod this is what they wanted to hear, "Fine we'll give this another shoot Berry. We realize that it was Finn that initiated the conversation but next time walk away. Unless it's something unavoidable like Glee or something but you better make sure to tell us about it. But if you can't for some reason find us tell Brittany."
Rachel nods frantically, "Yes Ms. S this girl promises to better next time."
"We'll see Berry," Quinn tells her.
Santana moves to the middle of the seat and pats her legs. Rachel quickly removes her seat belt and places herself across her thighs. Santana pushes her panties and skirt down stroking her butt. Rachel rest her head on her arms waiting for her punishment to start shivering as Santana caresses her.
"How many strokes do you think you deserve Berry," Santana drawls.
"Um this girl doesn't know Ms. S."
"Wrong answer Berry. The correct answer is 'As many as Ms. S or Ms. Q wishes'," Quinn tells her.
"Yes Ms. Q this girl understands the proper response."
"And if you don't know the answer or if you're unsure than your response will be 'If it so pleases you Ms. S or Ms. Q'."
"Yes Ms. S."
"Now I think you deserve 10 for speaking to Finn. 10 for not addressing us properly and 10 for breaking the rules," Santana tells her.
Smacckkkk, "Ow one thank you Ms. S." Rachel rushes out surprised. Slappp, "Two thank you Ms. S." Her ass ready feeling the burn of her previous punishments. Smacckkk, "OW NINE THANK YOU MS. S."
Rachel squirms around feeling her pussy become wetter with every smackkkk, "UH EIGHT…NINETEEN THANK YOU MS. S."
Santana pauses, "START OVER Berry!"
The tears flow down her face, "UH ONE THANK YOU MS. S. OW TWO THANK YOU MS. S. OW SHIT THREE THANK YOU MS. S. FUCKK FOUR THANK YOU MS. S." Rachel sobbing after every punishing blow each harder more stinging than the last but it makes her wetter and wetter. "OWWW FOURTEEN THANK YOU MS. S. FIFTEEN THANK YOU MS. S AWWW SIXTEEN THANK YOU MS. S."
Santana's hard cock pokes her stomach as she squirms around her lap, "SHIT TWENTY SIX THANK YOU MS. S. TWENTY SEVEN THANK YOU MS. S. OW SHIT TWENTY EIGHT THANK YOU MS. S. FUCKKKK TWENTY NINE THANK YOU MS. S. SHITTTTTT THIRTY THANK YOU MS. S."
Rachel sobs harder after the hard spanking she just received. Santana strokes her abused flesh cooing at the girl until she finally settles down. Santana gently pushes Rachel to kneel on the cramped floor she unbuttoning her jeans. When her hard cock springs free Rachel immediately attaches her lips to the delicious cock. Moaning around the cock she works it deeper down her throat. Working her muscle massaging the hard meat sucking harder and harder.
Santana's nails dig into her scalp her hips snaps up fucking her face hard. Santana grunts when Rachel's teeth scrap her sensitive cock.
"Oh shit take it all Berry," Santana groans. "Fucking dirty cumslut. You love swallowing my cock."
Rachel nods her head bobbing up and down faster. She starts humming send vibration all through Santana's body.
"Oh yeah you're a cockslut aren't you Berry," Santana taunts her. "You live to spread your legs for us. "
Santana feels the pull start in her lower belly as she works her hips faster and harder. With a shout Santana cums spurting thick ropes of cum down Rachel's throat. She swallows greedily sucking harder trying to get every drop. She sucks softly as Santana pulls her head away from the twitching cock. Rachel rests her flushed face on Santana's leg gasping for breath drool and cum hanging on the corner of her mouth.
Quinn turns around smirking handing Rachel her keys, "Leave the panties off Berry and grab the bags. Meet us in the room I want you naked ass in the air on the bed."
Rachel struggles to put her skirt back on rushing out the door, "Yes Ms. Q!"
Quinn smiles at Santana tucking her soft cock back in her pants, "Well all in all it wasn't a bad trip San. We still have some kinks to work out but otherwise it went fine."
Santana breathe evens out, "Yeah we just have to get the man child to back off of our toy."
"Don't worry San I have a plan for my ex," she smiles evilly.
Santana smiles back just as evil. They leave the car and head into the house. When they arrive to their room Rachel is exactly where she's supposed to be. Her ass red littered with welts and bruises. Rachel trembles in fear and excitement when she hears clothes drop to the floor. Quinn stalks toward the girl her cock hard and throbbing she kneels behind Rachel spreading her cheek. The butt plug firmly in place Quinn grabs the end sticking out moving it in and out.
Rachel moans loud rocking her hips in time. "Such a dirty little slut. Aren't you Berry?"
She moans louder when Quinn's finger finds their way inside Rachel's drenched pussy, "Yes Ms. Q this girl's your dirty little slut."
Quinn flicks her clit, "So wet Berry. Is this from the spanking earlier? Or is it from sucking Santana's cock?"
Rachel's hips buck, "Oh yes Ms. Q."
The girls' chuckle, "I still owe you a spanking Berry. Let's see if you can be a good girl and not cum." Quinn removes her finger earning a whining protest from Rachel. She lines up her cock with Rachel's hole entering her in one hard thrust. "Don't forget to count."
Quinn moves her hips timing her hits with each thrusts, "Oh god one thank you Ms. Q. Uh two thank you Ms. Q."
Quinn works her strokes in a slow even pace. Rachel curls her toes the pleasure over riding the pain from the spanking, "Oh fuck thhiirrtteennn thank you Ms. Q. Ahhh fuck fourteen thank you Ms. Q. Shit fifteen thank you Ms. Q."
Quinn works her hips in a different angle brushing her spot moving in a faster pace landing harder hits, "Uhh fuck twenty seeevvvveeeennnn thank you Ms. Q. Oh god yes twenty eight Ms. Q. SHITTT TWENTY NINE THANK YOU MS. Q. OH MY GOD THIRTY THANK YOU MS. Q."
Quinn smirks working her hips harder the sweat rolling down her back. She grunts grabbing a hold of the slim waist. Pulling her in harder and harder. Rachel screaming with every thrust snapping her hips back. Quinn's cock hitting her cervix as she claws the bed sheets fighting her impending orgasm. Whimpering as Quinn fucks her harder slamming her face into the mattress.
"Oh fuck here I come Berry," Quinn screams thrusting harder faster than before. "OH SHIT," she screams her movements become jerky as she shoots thick hot cum into her toy. She slows her pace riding out her orgasm. Rachel bites down on the bed still fighting hers tears falling when the need to cum starts to become painful.
Quinn pulls out falling on her side. Santana crawls up to Quinn licks her limp cock. She smirks when Quinn moans her dick hardens immediately. Santana moans tasting Quinn's cum mixed with Rachel's wetness. She bobs her head until the cock is standing up proudly. She backs away much to Quinn's disappointment. Santana just winks turning to Rachel who stayed with her ass in the air Quinn's cum leaking down her trembling thighs.
Santana plays with the plug as she lick up the cum moaning loud. Rachel groans not sure how much more she can handle. Santana pulls the plug out with a loud pop. Quinn lifts her head up wondering what Santana was up to.
"I think it's time that Quinn fucked that tight ass of yours again," Santana slaps her thigh. Rachel gingerly moves her sore muscles squatting over the long thick cock, "No turn around and face me Berry." She quickly turns around. Rachel holds her steady as she slowly sides down the thick cock. Quinn grips her waist helping her down moaning in unison. When Quinn was fully in, Santana leans Rachel back until she lies fully on Quinn. Rachel moans feeling Quinn's hard nipples poking her back.
Santana spreads her legs wide standing between them. Rachel shivers knowing that she about to be speared in both holes again. All three girls moan loud as Santana works her way in a thin layer a skin was the only thing separating her from Quinn's cock. The girls groan once Santana fully sheath her cock.
"Oh shit Berry you feel so good," Santana grunts setting a pace. Quinn follows her rhythm while Rachel lays helpless as her mistresses' work her into oblivion. Santana stares into Quinn's eyes working her hips harder. Quinn moans as her cock moves deeper and deeper into the girl.
"Oh fuck Berry. You dirty girl do you need to cum," Quinn taunts.
"OH YES PLEASE MS. Q ALLOW THIS GIRL TO CUM! OH GOD PLEASE MS. S," Rachel pleads.
"Yes you can cum," Santana grunts thrusting faster and faster.
Rachel throws her head back her back arching as she finally cums. And cums. And cums. Her toes curls and her eyes rolling back at the force of her orgasms. "Oh shit thank you Ms. S. Oh fuck thank you Ms. Q."
Santana pounds her pussy harder as her walls clinch at both cocks milking them. Santana lips capture one of her nipples sucking hard as Quinn pinches and rolls the other between her fingers.
Rachel flops helplessly as they pound her into orgasm after orgasm. Santana throws one of her legs over her shoulder both cocks hitting her at a different angle.
"OH FUCK," Rachel screams as another orgasm blindsides her knocking her unconscious.
"OH SHIT"
"OH FUCKKK"
The HBICs scream shooting hot cum into the passed out girl. Jerking cocks twitch inside the helpless girl as Santana slows her pace helping them ride out their orgasms.
Santana pulls out flopping on her side both girls breathing harshly gasping and panting. Quinn gently lifts Rachel off her cock and places her on the bed. Eyes heavy the two girls follow Rachel into sleep.
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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