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I Own You
By : cris2747
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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, in this chapter dirty mindless smut. So kiddos enjoy and on with the show.

Chapter Eight: Playing in School

Rachel alarm went off at 5:15 a.m. it was earlier than usual this morning but she had to very little time to do her regular exercise regimen today. She rolled over hitting the snooze button wanting to rest for a few more minutes. Her body was sore enough that she could get away with it, plus her Mistresses were coming soon because of her early morning practice. Rachel smile lit up the dark room at the thought of her Mistresses, who knew that giving up control to someone else could be so freeing.

After everything she did and allowed to be done to her body, she wouldn't have changed it for the world. In all her short life she's never felt so relaxed and content with everything. Now she doesn't have to worry about what her future is going to be like. No more wondering if she'll always be alone or how to behave because she has her Mistresses now to guide her and keep her safe. The low self-esteem she had before is all in the past now and who cares what people think as long as she keeps her HBICs satisfied the rest of the world can go to hell.

Rachel rolls out of bed limping her way to her bathroom. They girls used her hard all weekend but as far as she's concerned that's just a testament of how well she served her HBICs. Looking into her full length mirror she examines every bruise, welt, and mark they left on her body. She feels proud of every one, like they're painters and she's their canvas every stroke she'll wear proudly for them. She smiles when her collar shines in the light another mark of how she was owned my her Mistresses. She turns around to see her back, moaning slightly when she sees the plug sticking out of her ass. She reaches behind her pulling the plug and then pushing it back in slowly.

Rachel's swallows scolding herself; her Mistress told her that she wasn't allowed to cum unless they made her. This is her first real order since agreeing to become their toy, so she's not about to defy it. Rachel glares at the wetness seeping from pussy willing herself to calm. After a few deep breaths Rachel was able to push away the arousal she felt. Smiling in relief Rachel removes the plug per Quinn's amended rule allowing her to remove it when needing to use the restroom or bathing but Quinn told her to bathe this morning so it's all good, at least she hopes.

She cleaned it before she got into the shower, hissing when the warm water touches her healing welts. Thankful her nipples got some relief when Mistress Santana allowed her to sleep without the clamps on. Rachel hums happily as she got read for her day wondering what her mistresses would like for her to wear. She chuckles feeling a little naughty as she decides to go commando, she whistles slipping a pair of tight jeans and a tighter shirt.

She glances at the clock gasping, her Mistresses should be here at any moment. Rachel looks at herself once more in mirror satisfied by what she sees. Rachel gathered her things and raced downstairs in plenty of time. Rachel sits on the front step waiting patiently for her HBICs to come get her.

She sees Santana's car pull up to her driveway and she rushes up to the car, suddenly feeling shy as she slides into the back seat. Rachel leans over kissing the HBICs in the cheek, lowering her eyes demurely she mutters, "Good morning Mistresses, did you have a good night after you left?"

Santana looks over shoulder smirking at the little toy, "I had a very good night dirty girl." She lowers her voice an octave, "Q fucked my ass so good last night that I still can feel it right now." Quinn looks in the mirror wink at her rakishly.

Rachel moans feel her clit throb with the picture Santana painted in her mind, "Yes Mistress Santana that does sound like a good evening. This girl just went to sleep right after you left, you wore her out this weekend."

Quinn snickers, "I noticed you limping slightly, was it because we just gave it to that you good?"

The dirty little toy moans again, feeling her wetness seep into her jeans, "Yes Mistress Quinn you and Mistress Santana fucked me so good that this girl feels so empty without you in her."

Santana grins, "Did you put your plug back in? And did you remember your clamps?"

Rachel shakes her head, "No Mistress as per Mistress Quinn's orders this girl left it out for you to put it back in and yes Mistress this girl brought her clamps."

Santana smiles getting out of the front seat and joining her in the back. Rachel's body hums in excitement. Does this mean Mistress wishes to play with her before practice? Rachel scoots over to make room for her Mistress.

Santana leers at her, "Lay down and take off your pants Berry!"

Rachel quickly complies with the order as her center gushes when Santana uses that tone on her, so commanding it leaves her with no choice but to comply, as if she would ever disobey her Mistresses. Rachel leans back spreading her legs giving Santana a perfect view of her sopping core.

The Latina laughs when she sees her toy pantyless, "You naughty little slut!" Santana coos cupping her wet center, "You're so wet already dirty girl, why's that?" She dipping a finger into Rachel's wet pussy, loving the feeling of her walls fluttering around her fingers.

Rachel moans willing her hips to stay still, "This girl gets wet every time her Mistresses are by her."

Quinn was leaning over the head rest licking her lips at the sight in front of her, "Really? You're such a slut for our cocks, aren't you Berry?"

Rachel moans louder when Santana moves her fingers faster, twisting to brush against her spot, "Oh yes Mistress, this girl is a slut for her Mistresses' cocks."

Santana grins leaning forward, her tongue taking a swipe at her wetness. Rachel groans throwing her head back, very much aware that her fathers' could come out at any moment and catch them. But she wasn't stupid enough to try and stop her Mistress. She was enjoying this way too much, "Oh Mistress, your tongue feels so good on this girl's pussy."

"I bet you would like for me to fuck you senseless before we get to school," Santana taunts. "Right here in front of the house your dads are asleep in." Santana thrust her fingers harder, using her thumb to press on her clit. Santana chuckles lightly, "I bet they would be so shock to see you in the back of my car panting like a bitch, legs spread wide begging for us to fuck that slutty little pussy."

"Oh yes Mistress, please fuck your cockwhore," she begs needing more than what she's getting.

"That's right beg me like the little cockslut you are," Santana taunts. "Beg me like the desperate little cum sucker you are."

"Please, please Mistress please fuck your little toy," Rachel begs. "Please fuck your toy like the bitch she is." Rachel was practically screaming, "Please, please Mistress fuck your slutty girl."

Santana takes out her fingers, causing Rachel to cry out pitifully, "Not right now slutty." Santana teases, "Maybe I'll take you into the janitor's closet and fuck that tight little ass or that slutty little pussy."

Rachel whimpers pitifully but otherwise doesn't protest, "Yes Mistress this is yours to do with what you please."

Santana smirks giving Rachel's pussy a playful slap, "Damn straight dirty girl, me and Q get to do whatever the hell we want with you, now tell me where's that plug?"

Rachel pouts, "It's in the front pocket of my bag Mistress."

Santana rummages through her bag looking for the damn thing that's going to be stuffed up her ass again, "Found it! Here wet the plug unless you want it to go in dry."

Rachel opens her mouth quickly deep throating the toy. She decides to give her Mistresses a show by moaning around the large toy. Santana and Quinn watch under hooded eyes licking their lips, ready to replace the toy with their own raging hard ons.

Santana moves the toy fucking Rachel's throat, the tiny toy gags a little surprised at the unexpected move. But being the trooper she is, Rachel works her throat swallowing the toy all the way to the base. The HBICs moan throatily, their cocks twitch just itching to be the ones in her mouth. Rachel smirks inwardly thinking she might have some power over the two girls that fuck her so well.

Santana lifts her brow having a feeling she knows what the small diva's thinking, "That's right slutty girl fuck this plug like it our dicks you're sucking." Santana smirks when she sees Rachel's pussy gush at the thought, "That's right slut work that throat, work it in deep."

Quinn groans squeezing her hard dick over her cheerios sweats, "That's it Berry, suck on that dick. Choke on it slutty girl."

Rachel nods working her throat more, bobbing her head giving the girls the show that they want. Santana trails her wet fingers working then into the puckered hole, stretching her wider. Rachel tenses for a moment surprised but relaxes enjoying the feeling of being stretch. Rachel tilts her hips slightly, when Santana doesn't reprimand her she rocks her hips meeting the gentle thrusts of her Mistress's fingers. She moans loud around the huge plug in her throat, fucking herself from both ends.

Quinn groans knowing that their fun needs to be cut short, if they want to make it to practice on time. "San we need to get to practice, babe so," she lets her voice trail off but Santana got the message.

Regretfully she pulls the plug out of Rachel's willing mouth causing the tiny toy to whimper trying to suck it back in.

Santana coos, "I know, I know our slutty little toy wants to play but we needs to go." The plug leaves her mouth with a loud pop, "Hold your legs up." Rachel brings her legs up to her chest automatically, "That's right dirty girl, don't move."

Rachel hugs her legs tight to her chest, moaning when Santana scissors her fingers stretching her hole wide. Santana chuckles at her needy little slutty, working the tip of the plug into her slowly. Rachel moans loving the feeling of being filled. Santana smirks as Rachel tenses struggling to try and fuck herself on this plug. Rachel throws her head back panting, her pussy leaking onto the seat below her.

Once the plug was firmly in place Santana sits back admiring the view. The perky little ass in front of her was stretched wide still bruised from her spanking this weekend. Santana licks her lips tugs Rachel's legs so she can lower them, "Let's get these pretty tits some decoration, shall we."

Rachel groans, her nipples are going to be sore all day. Santana smiles crookedly lifting up her shirt unclasping her bra and tossing it on the car floor, "I don't think you'll be needing this bra right now."

Santana runs her hands up Rachel's sides up to her already hard nipples. She tugs on the hard pebbles as she brings her mouth to one sucking hard. Quinn moans squeezing her cock again, wanting nothing more than to say fuck practice and climb over the seat, fucking Rachel until she passes out.

"Fuck, San we need to move this along. You know Coach will kill us if we're not there on time," Quinn says regretfully.

The hand not occupied flips her girl off before reaching down, fumbling for the claps. She lifts her head looking down at the stiff nipple, "I'm so fucking sorry but we don't have more time to play like Q said, we have practice to get too."

She claps the nipple causing Rachel to hiss at the hard pinch. Santana sucks on her other nipple bringing it to a point as well, than clapping it too. Quinn winks at Santana before turning around and starting the car. Santana feeling frisky, decides to play with Rachel some more, "Berry listen up, I'm going to play with your slutty pussy but I don't want you to cum. If you do than I'm going to punish that ass all through homeroom and maybe first. Do you understand?"

Rachel nods frantically, "Yes Mistress this girl understands."

Santana smirks lowering her head, "Good hold your legs up again." Rachel quickly obeys as Santana dives into her pussy licking and sucking on her lower lips. Rachel closes her eyes, more juices leak out of splashing Santana's chin.

Quinn watching through the rear view, moaning along with her little toy. Santana groans piercing Rachel's wet hole with her tongue. The submissive brunette opens her eyes to watch her Mistress bobbing her head, fucking her tight hole with her tongue. She twirls her tongue licking the inside walls of her aching pussy.

She moans louder seriously distracting Quinn's driving. She struggles to keep her hips still, trying not to fuck Santana's face when she latches onto her throbbing clit. Santana sucks it in harshly her teeth scrapping against her hard nub.

"Oh god Mistress you feel so good," Rachel groans. "You fuck your toy so good Mistress." Her legs trembled as Santana starts to suck on her, biting down gently. Santana grunts feeling her dick get harder in her sweats, aching to be inside her toy's tight, wet hole. She was so lost in the taste of Rachel she didn't even notice that they pulled into the school already.

"Sorry babe, but you have to stop eating her breakfast now," Quinn deadpans from the front.

Santana snaps her head back scowling at her girlfriend, "Oh you fucking bitch, see if I fuck that tight ass during lunch today."

Quinn sneers playfully, "All I have to do is drop my spankies and you'll be in me before I have time to bend over."

Santana chuckles lightly, "So true babe." She dives into Rachel's pussy again sucking up some more of her delicious wetness.

Rachel moans, "Oh fuck Mistress, your tongue feels so good on this girl's slutty pussy."

The Latina pulls her head back winking, "To be continued dirty girl, but only if you're a good girl today."

Rachel whimpers at the lost, knowing today was going to be a long, long day, "Yes Mistress this girl will be a good girl for you both."

With her legs still up in the air Santana leans over her giving her a bruising kiss. Santana fucks her mouth like she fucks her pussy hard and fast. She hears a loud snap and her HBIC pulls away from her lips cursing Quinn with words she didn't know.

"You fucking bitch! That shit hurt," Santana growls climbing over the seat, rubbing the back of her head.

Quinn shrugs, "I had to get your attention somehow. Look at the time bitch, we have ten minutes and you still need to clean your face." Quinn brushes her thumb over a wet spot smirking sucking the wetness off of her finger, "As much as I know you like wearing our dirty girl's cum all over your pretty lips, I don't think Coach will appreciate it."

She turns away from her pouting counterpart looking at the Rachel. The girl still laid there with her legs close to her chest, "You, my pretty little toy stay here and get dressed. I'm going to leave you the keys so lock up and bring our bags when you're presentable then meet us on the field." Quinn glances at the clock, "I'm going to be generous and give you 15 minutes, and if you're not there then we'll have a go with the cane again."

Rachel flinches at the word, feeling the excruciating pain on her ass already, "Yes Mistress Quinn this girl understands."

The girls wink at her before opening the door and jogging to the field. Rachel lets her legs go, wondering if she could get away with getting herself off before she goes to the field. Rachel sighs shaking her head, they'll know it's like their psychic or something.

In the field the HBICs meet up with their psycho coach, who has her damn megaphone screaming at the cheerios already. She turns her head to see her captains running up, "Well it's about you two got your lazy asses here." She barks at them, "I expect my captains to be punctual!"

Quinn rolls her pointing to the Coach's watch, "Coach we got here with a minute to spare."

Sue waves them away, "Details thunder thighs. I want you and Pamela Anderson to take this pathetic bunch of sloppy babies and run the track." She turns screeching at the rest, "No one stops until I pass out."

The squad groans before jogging to the track, "Move, move, move you lazy bunch of ingrates."

Santana growls over the loud Coach, "You heard the woman move your asses before I have you running suicides until you graduate."

Quinn takes out her sexual frustrations out on the squad, "Move your ass Taylor or I'll have you demoted to towel girl if you're lucky!"

For the next hour the HBICs and the crazy coach run the squad into the ground. The exhausted group falls to the ground groaning when practice was finally over.

Brittany smiles mischievously at her best friends when she spots Rachel on the bench following their every move. "I see you brought your little toy to watch you practice," Brittany drawls.

Quinn shrugs her shoulders chugging a bottle of water, her brunette counterpart whips her sweaty chest, "Yup we wanted to keep her away from the Sasquatch today until we can make him understand that she's now off limits."

Quinn nods, "So we're going to need you to walk her to first and second period for now." Quinn massages her side trying to relieve the dull ache there, "Uh we need to find Puck and Karofsky so they can stand over us looking intimidating while we talk to the mental midget."

Brittany shrugs, "That's not a problem."

Santana grins, "No playing with our toy until we give the go ahead."

Brittany laughs playfully, "Awww are you sure I can't have a little taste S, it's been forever since I got to play with you and Q."

Quinn leers and leans over whispering, "Maybe I'll fuck you in front of Berry, just to torture her and make her go crazy with the need to cum." She licks her ear, getting a small shiver from the taller blonde, "Something to think about Britts."

Brittany glares at her playfully before walking away sashaying her hips. Unknown to the Unholy Trinity a tiny diva glares at the bubbly blonde that was walking away from her Mistresses. She sees Quinn tilt her head to the lockers and she gathers their things falling them as fast as she could without running or seeming to eager.

She takes a deep breath before entering the belly of the beast. She hears the cheerios whispering and sees their shocked expressions. She ignores them, used to being stared at she squares her shoulders and goes to wait by Quinn and Santana's lockers.

One particularly brave cheerio walks up to the brunette sneering, "What are you doing here Treasure Trail? The boys' locker room is next door, so I suggest you leave."

Rachel smooth's her face to portray a bored expression, "Gee that's so original Tammy, I think I'm going to go cry."

The cheerio Tammy gives her a weak impersonation of a growl, "Listen Tranny no one invited you in here so just leave before we make being slushied seem like a walk in the park."

A bored voice sounds from behind them, "Really Tammy, under who's orders are you going to launch this attack?"

Tammy spins around suddenly nervous, "Santana, when did you get there?" she sneers at Rachel before continuing, "I was just telling Man Hands here that we don't like her kind in here." She smiles looking like a puppy wanting to please her master, if she had a tail it would be wagging.

Santana smirks, "Please continue speaking for me Tammy, just act like I'm not here at all."

The red headed cheerio completely missed the dangerous glint in her eye, turns to Rachel opening her mouth ready to spew more crap.

"She was kidding dumb ass," Quinn materializes next to Santana. Rachel has to bite back a moan when she notices that both of her Mistresses are standing there in nothing but towels wrapped around their waist. "If you were smart you'd shut your mouth and stop speaking to and about Berry."

Rachel licks her lips, her eyes darting back and forth following a bead of water trailing down their chest. She barely hears Santana's next statement, "Listen up losers, if you want to join Tammy on the bottom of the pyramid go ahead and keep talking about our new, uh friend Rachel."

A wave of chatter echoes throughout the room, "That's right bitches Berry's now off limits. If I see one slushie thrown her way and I find out any of you are responsible the next slushie thrown will be at you."

Quinn smirks cutting in, "Of course you won't be wearing that cheerios uniform when you get the slushie facial."

Tammy mouth drops open, "Are you fucking serious? You're protecting Man Hands?"

Santana and Quinn growl, the latter narrows her eyes stalking her way next to the dimwitted cheerio, "Listen up Tammy I'm giving you on last chance to shut your fucking mouth and walk way." She backs the trembling girl up into the lockers, "If I ever hear you talk about or too Rachel again, I'll show you exactly how serious I am."

Santana shouts, "Alright bitches here's your new orders, I want every one of you to be on the look of any and all slushies coming her way. I know you all have at least one class with her, so watch out for her."

Brittany bounces in also wrapped in a towel, "Consider yourselves on the new Hobbit Protection Detail and make sure the meat heads know that if they want to disobey the rules they won't get in your skirts anymore."

Quinn smirks evilly, "As a matter of fact dump your boyfriends until they realize that I'm not fucking playing about this new rules."

Santana claps her hands startling the squad, "That means now bitches! Move your asses let's go now!"

Rachel smirks as the squads run around getting dressed, some even decided to forego their showers. Each one wanted not to be at the bottom with Tammy, so they snapped to attention and scattered like the hounds of hell are on their heels.

Santana and Quinn smirked satisfied at the fear they instilled on their cheerios, Coach would be so proud. Rachel on the other hand had a familiar problem, meaning her clit is throbbing and her pussy is soaked. She rubbed her thighs together trying to relieve some of the tension between her legs. Brittany watches her smiling thinking naughty thoughts about how she could tease the girl.

Quinn quirks up her brow, she knows exactly what her tall blonde friend is thinking. She smiles at the girl sweetly, "Britts can you do me a huge favor?" The blonde looks at her curious but nods, "Can you go make sure that the idiots are doing as their told? Please?"

Brittany nods getting dressed, she looks at her playfully, "Fine but you owe me Q and I'll collect when you less expect it."

She turns swaying her hips knowing the three girls re watching her leave. Although two watched on in amusement and the other pouted in jealousy. Quinn was the first one to notice Rachel's obvious discontentment, "What's the matter Berry? You look a little green there."

Rachel blushes lowering her eyes, "Sorry Mistress Quinn but this girl got used to having you and Mistress Santana to herself. This girl meant no disrespect."

Santana grins looking around and seeing they were indeed alone. They didn't have to worry about the Coach because she's always in the teachers' lounge torturing Mr. Schue at this time. She crooks her finger at her toy, "Follow us Berry, make sure you bring our stuff."

Rachel jumped to her feet gathering the HBICs fresh uniforms and the rest of their things, trailing after them like an eager puppy. When she reached the office she saw her Mistresses sitting on top of the desk minus the towels. She moans loud and licks her lips when she saw their huge cocks standing tall. Rachel places the bags and clothes on the closest chair and dropped to her knees crawling to the desk.

Santana squeezes her dick, "So our little dirty girl is jealous." She teases her cock causing Rachel to pant wanting nothing more than to wrap her lips around that juicy cock, "Dirty girl doesn't like the thought of me sticking my big dick into a pussy that's not hers, does she?"

Rachel whimpers coming to a stop on her knees, "No Mistress this girl doesn't want her Mistresses too fuck another pussy."

Quinn smirks stroking her dick in a lazy pace, "It's too bad you don't get to tell us what to do, we tell you what to do."

Rachel groans watching her hand hypnotize, "Yes Mistress, this girl would never try and tell you or Mistress Santana what to do."

Quinn smirks her hand picking up her pace, "Think of this as an incentive to remember your place in this arrangement that we're in."

Santana winks as she drops down attaching her lips on Quinn's cock, moaning exaggerating every sound. Rachel whimpers her hands twitching with the need to be the one servicing her Mistresses. Quinn throws her head back tangling her hands in the wet raven hair.

Santana groans swallowing more of Quinn's cock making sure her teeth grazed her gentle. Quinn helps her head down further as pumps her hips, hitting the back of her girlfriend's throat. She watch Rachel closely, smirking at the desperate look on her toy's face. Deciding to play it up more, "Oh fuck Santana your mouth feels so good. That's right baby suck my cock." Quinn moans, "That's it baby your mouth is heaven."

Santana laughs around the cock in her throat, sucking harder swallowing her deeper. She stops when her nose hits Quinn's pelvis, she gags a little before bobbing her head faster and faster. Quinn feels her eyes cross when Santana picks up the pace.

She hears Rachel whimpers and it sounded like music to her ears. She opens her eyes to see Rachel's hips rock in thin air. She sees Quinn looking at and makes a keening sound from the back of her throat. Quinn shakes her, "Just watch Berry and pay attention." She moans hitting the back of Santana's throat, "Next time you better remember that we're in charge. We'll fuck who we want to fuck and there's not a damn thing you can do about it."

She moves Santana's hair into a loose pony tail in her hands, letting Rachel see Santana give her a wet blow job. Quinn pants, "Next time you feel the need to act jealous with our friend, I'm going to tear the skin off your ass."

Rachel groans, "Yes Mistress this girl will learn her place better."

Quinn throws her head back shooting her cum in the back of Santana's throat, "Oh fuck baby swallow it all."

Santana lifts her head slightly out of breath, whipping the corner of her mouth delicately. She smirks looking at her horny little toy, "Your place is to please us dirty girl, to do whatever we want, to keep us happy." She flips Quinn over making sure to position her so Rachel can see her dick plow into the blonde's ass. "In turn we'll keep you protected and safe, and fuck the shit out of all your holes. Because let's face it," she eases her hard dick into Quinn's tight puckered hole, "oh shit, let's face it a slutty little girl like you needs to be fucked at least twice a day."

Quinn moves her head so Rachel can see her face as Santana's takes her ass, "Oh fuck baby you feel so good."

Santana smirks placing her hands on Quinn's slender hips, rocking gently giving her girl time to adjust. Quinn rocks back meeting her leisurely thrust, "Oh baby fuck my ass, please."

Rachel knows her pants are ruined at this point, her clits throbbing painfully. She wishes she was the one bent over taking it up the ass. Santana watches her pouty expression smiling fully before slowly picking up the pace. Soon the only sounds in the office were the echoes of skin slapping against skin and Quinn's loud moans drowning out Rachel's pitiful whimpers.

She watches mesmerized as she follows Santana's hips blur in pace she didn't know the Latina could go. Every thrust lifts Quinn off her feet and slams into the edge of the desk. "Oh fuck oh fuck," she chants.

Santana struggles to keep her eyes open so she can see every desperate expression on Rachel's face. She's enjoying the moans and whimpers of both girls in the room. Santana shakes away the sweat that stings her eyes, "Just think Berry, if you didn't acted so childish this could have been you with a dick up her ass."

Rachel whimpers rocking her hips in time with Santana's thrust, "This girl's sorry Mistress, she'll be a good girl from now on."

Santana growls feeling herself ready to cum, but wants Quinn to fall with her. She stops her thrust much to Quinn's annoyance, "Fuck I was so close Santana!"

"Give me a second babe," she circles an arm around her waist pulling the blonde up to her chest. Santana walks them to a nearby chair falling in it.

"OH FUCK," Quinn yells when the fall pushes Santana's throbbing dick deeper in her ass. Quinn's dick hard again jumps uselessly at the movement.

Santana groans adjusting her position so she can move better, "Berry do you want to make it up to us?"

Rachel nods fast almost giving herself whip lash, "Oh yes Mistress Santana, this girl wants to be your good girl again."

"Then get your slutty ass over here and give Quinn some love," before she even finished her sentence Rachel already crawled over and had Quinn's cock down her throat. "That's right dirty girl, you better make Quinn cum before I do or less no dick for you the rest of the week."

Rachel lifts her head up, letting Quinn's cock fall out of her mouth with a loud pop, "Yes Mistress." She promptly reattaches her lips.

Quinn unsure what to do with her hands tangles them in two pairs of brunette heads. Santana grunts thrusting up in a steady pace while Rachel swallows Quinn down all the way to the base. Rachel learning every trick she learned this weekend to make Quinn cum fast.

Santana on the other hand just wanted to push them both over the edge, snaps her hips up trying to hit all of Quinn's spot. Rachel twirled her tongue and bit down gently on one of her favorite things. She heard Quinn above her moaning continually and babbling nonsense. She feels her cock twitching and she knows Quinn just needs a little more to fall over the edge. She hallows her cheeks working Quinn deeper down her throat, massaging her with her throat muscles.

"Oh fuck oh fuck don't stop Berry," Quinn chants bouncing on Santana's lap. "Oh shit here it comes dirty bitch, swallow it all." With that Quinn shots her load painting the back of her throat.

Rachel moans swallowing down the salty gooey goodness. She moves her head leaving only the mushroom shaped head, milking it for the last few drops. Santana was pushed over the edge seeing her girl fall over. The two HBICs sit heaving while Rachel moans cleaning Quinn's cock. When that was clean thoroughly she moves her tongue down to clean off Quinn's thighs because Santana's cum spilled from her tight hole.

Rachel groans loving the way her Mistresses taste mix together. The HBICs sit string at their dirty girl enthusiastically clean them off. Quinn finally finding the energy to move, lifts up Rachel's head with the hand still firmly in place, "That's enough slut, you're going to be late for first period." She smirks at the pouty toy, "If you're a good girl I'll fuck your ass during lunch."

Rachel nods moaning, "Yes Mistress." With a sigh of deep regret Rachel crawls backwards slowly. She watched panting when Quinn lifts herself off of Santana's lap, seeing that wonderful muscle fall limp on her lap. Both girls groan at the loss but Santana enjoys seeing her stray cum trickle down Quinn's thighs again.

"Too bad we don't have time Berry because you missed a spot," Santana taunts.

Rachel whimpers begging, "This girl's sorry Mistress Santana, please allow her to clean you and Mistress Quinn thoroughly."

Quinn grabs a tissue before shaking her head, "No can do Berry like S said we have classes to get too. So stand up," Rachel stands up still pouty slightly. Quinn cups her wet mound through her jeans, "Go meet Brittany at her locker and she'll walk with you to class." Quinn adds some pressure, "And keep your phone close because you never know when we'll want you."

Rachel moans, "Yes Mistress." She leans over kisses Quinn's cheek before walking over to Santana and kissing her cheek as well.

The HBICs watch her hips sway seductively as she grabs her bag and walks out of the office. "I think I'm going to call her to the janitor's closet during second period," Quinn smirks. "I haven't had that slutty pussy in a while."

Santana scoffs cleaning her dick off with the tissue Quinn gave her, "You fucked it last night, I on the other hand haven't fucked it since yesterday afternoon."

Quinn shrugs pulling up her underwear and spankies, "Details San. But it's whatever, I have a nice tight pussy to play with along with a tight firm ass," she smacks Santana's ass when she bent over to find her undergarments, "and I didn't mean just Berry's, so why shouldn't I think with my other head."

Santana yelps straightening up, "Ouch bitch and I wasn't complaining so fuck you and your tight ass." She winks to let her girl know she was playing before shrugging on her bra. Once both girls were dressed and ready to go they leave the office without noticing a pair of delighted eyes watching them.

The HBICs walk out of the locker room, Santana patent sneer on her face and Quinn's trademark Ice Bitch smirk watching the sheep part for them like the Red Sea. They see their toy trying her hardest to move past the Jolly Green Giant. Santana growls before stalking toward them while Quinn hung back admiring the way her hips moved in her cheerios skirt. Quinn shakes her head now is not the time to have naughty thoughts about her girlfriend.

Santana stops suddenly causing Quinn to run into her, she looks at her quizzically but Santana just smirks watching Rachel.

Finn wearing his constipated baby look has been dogging Rachel since he spotted her come out of the locker area. Of course he didn't stop to think why she was there but she chased her down the hall, "Awww come on Rach I didn't mean all those things I said. I was just pissed, I mean I left my hot cheerleader girl friend to be with you."

Rachel shakes her head sighing, she promised her Mistresses that she'd avoid the overgrown child she that's what she plans to do. She speed walks her way to Brittany's locker hoping that Finn would get the message and leave her the hell alone, but of course Finn isn't that smart.

This is where the HBICs came in and saw Finn grab Rachel's arm pushing her into the lockers, "Damn Rachel stop! Stop acting like a fucking baby and stop pretending that you don't like me, because let's face it you don't have any other options."

Rachel narrows her eyes, she doesn't like to be manhandled unless it was her HBICs that were doing the handling not this bumbling ogre. She knows she doesn't have the strength to push him away so she does the one thing her dads told her to do if something like this where to occur Rachel stomps down on Finn's clown feet causing the nimrod to yelp letting her go. Then with a vicious sneer Rachel pulls her leg back and kicks Finn as hard as she can in his baby dick.

"Good day Finn Hudson," she steps over the fallen boy. Her head held up proudly leaving a shocked student body in her wake.

Finn cups his bruised ego gasping in pain, "That's it Man Hands I'm going to make your life hell!"

Santana and Quinn saunter their way through crowd stopping net to the fallen hero. Santana pulls out her file and leans nonchalantly on the locker, "So douche tits it looks like Berry got you good."

Finn stands up, still hunched over, "Fuck you Satan, why didn't you help? I thought you hated the Tranny too."

Quinn stands next to her ex smiling sweetly, "See that's what you get for thinking Finn, this is for you and everyone else that hasn't heard, Rachel is now off limits because she's under our protection."

Santana looks up from her nails clearly bored with him already, "And don't go thinking you can skirt around rules puffy pyramid nipples, because we," she points to herself and Quinn, "have made a new rule that no jock will disobey. As of now no one is allowed to date our cheerios until they comply with this new rule."

Quinn still smiling, "As a matter of fact they should've broken up with them by now."

As if to confirm that fact a very sexually frustrated Puck pushes through the crowd. He got turned down by not one but four cheerios in under 15 minutes, because of the HBICs new rules. Man he was really looking forward to some head before school started, "What the hell Fabray, Satan why are the cheer bitches off limits?"

Quinn shrugs walking up to him, "Because we wanted to make the point that Rachel is now off limits, if you want your dick sucked by any of my cheerios then you better start playing by the rules."

Finn scoffs, "You don't have that much control over them or the jocks so fuck you Fabray. I'm going to make sure that all you suffer…"

Puck looks at him like he's stupid, "Are you fucking serious Finn? Of course they have this much power, duh dumbass." He turns away from his stupid friend, "Whatever sure Quinn, I'll make sure all my players know not to fuck with my Jewish Princess again."

Santana smirks, "Good do something else for us and by tomorrow you'll have the cheerios back in your pants."

"Consider it done," Puck smirks.

Quinn looks at Finn evilly, "Make sure he has a very bad today, and that he can't lay a hand on Rachel ever again."

Finn tries not to panic Puck's his best friend, it's bros before hoes right? Puck gots his back, "Try again Ice Queen, Puck is my bro so fuck you."

Puck shrugs, "Sorry dude but I like having cheerios play with Puckzilla." He smirks at Quinn, "Like I said consider it done." He turns around hitting Finn with a right cross, "That's for ruining my game this morning."

Finn cried out holding on to his throbbing eye, "WHAT THE FUCK!"

Puck shrugs again, "You suck as a friend so this is a lesson on manners. When a girl says leave me the fuck alone you go find a more welling one." He punches Finn's nose this time. The crowd cringes at the loud crutch, "That was for talking shit about my girls."

Quinn laughs, "Run along Chewbacca before I make Coach T kick your useless ass off the team completely."

The whole hallway watch as Finn walks away, not sure which injury to hold on to but none want to end up like him vow to leave the annoying diva alone.

Santana speaks up again, "Since we're on the subject of a bully free experience for Rachel let it be known that if anyone has the idea to test our orders, what's going to happen to Hagrid will look like a vacation compared to what I'm going to do to you."

The crowd stood uneasy at the new social order each one wondering who will be the new favorite target of the jocks. "Meeting over bitches so disperse," Santana crackles like an evil queen when the peasants ran away clearly afraid of angering the HBICs.

Quinn watches her girl who was enjoying herself way too much, "You know what you have to do Puck, so get to it."

Puck scratches his head confused, "So can I ask a stupid question first?"

Santana sneers, "You already did Puckerman."

Puck flips her off and lowers his voice, "So are you fucking Rachel?"

Quinn shrugs, "What makes you think that?"

Puck smiles cocky, "Because you have that look on your face like you did when you two were banging Brittany." Santana looks at Quinn who shrugs dismissively, "I knew it! You two had a piece of some fine Jewish ass, tell me how was it? I mean I was drunk with her that one time and I don't remember most of it."

They weren't too concerned about Puck knowing about their unusual relationship with Rachel, because under all that doucheness he was really a good friend of theirs. Puck was the first to know about Santana's mini me because they've been friends since they were crawling around in diapers. He found out by accident about Quinn's third leg, when he walked into Santana's house one day and caught them in an awkward position. Meaning they were double teaming their leggy blonde friend. Of course he was upset that Quinn was using his boy as a beard but quickly realized that he was an asshat. The only thing that really upset him was that they both were bigger than him.

It didn't even faze him that they like to tie up and spank Brittany, mainly because he begged and pleaded to watch. Which they never allowed him to because they like to torture the boy.

Quinn leans over whispering seductively in his ear, "That's something you'll never know, but hmm damn that's all I can say."

After that Puck moves into his happy place with images of the HBICs and Rachel frolicking naked in his mind, "Damn Q your harsh." He moans pathetically, "Hmm, okay I'm back. I'll just file that away for the bank later, but seriously does she know about your other uh likes?"

Santana shrugs, "Yup, and that's all I'm going to tell you Puckerman. Just be thankful for the fact that you banged her before we had our eyes on her, or you'll be sorrier than Hudson. "

Puck leers at her, "That's all I needed to know Satan, I have a vivid imagination. And message received Rachel is a no fly zone like Britts, no problem Satan. I got enough girls to play with Puckzilla so I just want to watch one time." He pouts giving them his best puppy dog face, "Please?"

Quinn shakes her head chuckling, "Go away Puck and make sure the jocks fall in line."

Puck backs away smirking at his Lesbros, whistling happily with all the material they supplied for him. Quinn watches her friend leave, if anyone ever told her that when she moved here back in junior high that Puckzilla would be one of her best friends she'd laugh in their face. Then she'd have Santana give them a swirly for being so stupid, but here she is five years later with Puckerman knowing all of her secrets and actually keeping them.

Rachel drifted through the morning classes in a fog, the only thing grounding her was the plug in her ass. Every time she sat down she felt it move deeper into her. The nipple clamps started out painful but as long as she didn't touch them it faded into a dull ache.

Rachel was used to having people point and laugh at her, she just shrugged it away and called it practice for when she was Broadway. She was used to people spreading rumors about her, she just shrugged that away because obviously people were jealous of her talent. While she was going to leave Lima in a cloud of dust, while most of these sheep were going to stay here and become Lima Losers like their parents. But Rachel Berry wasn't used to people tripping over themselves to hold open doors and actually speak to her like a person instead of a bug underneath their shoes. She definitely wasn't used to the cheerios, her biggest tormentors following her around like puppies begging for attention.

But she was used the glares she was receiving from her fellow Glee clubbers. They obviously heard about Rachel being taking off the chopping block and they obviously are wondering if they will be put back on it. Kurt and Mercedes were the loudest ones, vocalizing their displeasure. They claimed that she's blackmailing the HBICs into doing what she wants. Another of their more entertaining theories was alien abduction but they never got close enough to ask, every time they tried a cheerio or jock was there to make them behave.

They almost got her when the bell rang ending third period, Rachel was in a rush to get to her Mistresses for lunch. She was practically skipping her way to the auditorium, when Mercedes step in blocking her path. The black diva grabbed ahold of her arms and pushed her into the closest bathroom before she could protest.

Rachel glares at her and Kurt, smoothing down the wrinkles in her shirt, "Honestly Mercedes, did you have to manhandle me?"

Mercedes crosses her arms, her attitude on display, "Nuh uh Ms. Thang you got some explaining to do. What's with the guard dogs all of a sudden?"

"Is this why you turned down Finn?" Kurt demands, "Because your screwing one of the head cheerios?"

Rachel smirks, "It's really none of your concern guys so I'd suggest you drop it."

"Or else what Man Hands? You're going to sic one of your guard dogs on us," sneers Kurt.

Before Rachel could say anything they hear a toilet flush. The other two diva goes noticeably pale even Mercedes, when an amused Santana walks out of the stall. Rachel ducks her head grinning when the two drama queens hold their breath waiting for Santana to blast them. But she hands at the sink leisurely washing and drying her hands ignoring them.

She turns smirking evilly at the divas when she was done, "Are you ready for lunch Rachel?"

The smaller brunette smiles back at her nodding, so Santana gestures to the door. Rachel gives the divas one last smirk before going to the door, Santana pauses before she leaves saying over her shoulders, "I have it on good authority that you two have pe next period. I also have it on good authority that Coach plans to play dodge ball all week. Unless you two want to become the moving targets the rest of the week I'd leave Rachel alone."

She opens the door, "I have three cheerios and one baby cheerio in that class so don't think I can't make it happen." She leaves two very troubled divas pondering her words.

Rachel waited leaning by the door for her Mistress to come out humming happily at the thought of spending time alone with them for the first time all morning. Okay so maybe she had a little time after their practice but it just wasn't enough. Rachel fell in step beyond Santana her body buzzing in excitement.

When they enter the auditorium they saw Quinn already there on stage with their lunch ready to eat. Quinn chuckles at Rachel's child in a candy store expression, "It's about time girls, I thought you got lost or something."

Santana laughs jumping up next to her, "I was in the bathroom when I heard Berry being blitz by Toyota and Porcelain."

Rachel stands unsure of where to sit when Quinn pats the stage on the other side of her, "Yes Mistress Mercedes grabbed this girl on the way here and dragged her to the restroom."

Quinn shakes her head, all morning she's been hearing stories about how the two divas were demanding answers, "Really what did they want to know?"

Rachel ducks her head feeling shy all of a sudden, "They wanted to know why you and Mistress Santana were being nice to this girl, if this girl was screwing you both."

Quinn laughs, "Well they got one thing right we did screw you all weekend."

After that the HBICs plotted their next move on Finn and the nosey divas. They feed Rachel as they talked and planned. Once they were done eating Rachel packed away the food humming under her breathe. She felt one of her Mistresses behind her kneading her ass. Rachel moans dropping down to hands, "We saw the confrontation you had with Finn this morning," Santana's voice raspy in her ear.

"Yes Mistress this girl tried to get any from him but he kept following me," Rachel rocks back in her hands.

"I know, you were such a good girl for us we decided to reward you," Quinn moves to kneel in front of Rachel. "This isn't your reward, you'll get that tonight consider this a small teaser." In the short amount of time she was distracted her Mistresses managed to undress without her noticing.

Santana smack her ass playfully, "Take off your clothes quickly and get that pretty pussy on Quinn's dick."

Rachel strips out of her clothes in record she looks over to Quinn and sees her Mistress wordlessly beckon her over. Rachel crawled up on her lap until she was on top of Quinn, her pussy hovering over the huge cock. Her mistress grabbed her gently by the hips and lowered her down onto the her throbbing member. Rachel was so wet from the earlier that the Quinn didn't even need to be gentle but it warmed her heart to know that her mistress seemed cared about her so much. She was well stretched out from the weekend of none stop fucking that Santana was able to slide the plug out of her with ease, she put it close by wrapped in a Rachel's shirt.

Quinn waited patiently for Santana to position her cock ready to enter Rachel from behind. She moaned loudly as Quinn's finger played with her clit. "Ok, dirty girl you get to cum as much as you want for being such a good girl," Quinn said.

Santana stroked her cock as she moved to enter Rachel's ass, she took a moment to savor the moment and then push forward moaning at the feel of the tight heat around her.

Rachel threw her head back moaning as her ass hole stretched around the tip of Santana's large cock until finally her back door opened to allow her entry, sliding her shaft into Rachel's butt slowly.

She and Rachel simultaneously let out a gasp, more from pleasure than pain because after a whole weekend of almost non-stop butt fucking at the hands of her Mistresses Rachel's ass was well-prepared and relaxed around the head sooner than she would have thought.

When her ass hole had properly relaxed Santana slid an inch or two inside her rectum before stopping to give Rachel unneeded time to relax again before sliding a few more inches inside her increasingly well stuffed butt. Just when Rachel was beginning to wonder whether or not Santana was going to finish sliding her massive piece of meat inside her back door, she felt Santana's thighs come to rest against her buttocks announcing that her Mistresses are ready to fuck her until her brains turned to mush.

Rachel snuggled her body closer to her blonde Mistress, who she had been pressed up against during the anal invasion, and prepared herself for the butt fucking to come.

Believing that she had given Rachel enough time to adjust Santana began to slowly slide herself out of Rachel's back door before slowly reinserting herself and repeating the process. It didn't take her long to build up a steady pace, fucking Rachel's ass as gently as she possibly could. Which was torture for her because that tight little ass hole seemed to just be screaming at her to pound it as hard as she could.

Rachel relaxed her ass around the huge shaft and allow her Mistress Santana to fuck her without trouble. Her Mistress Quinn just held her body, pressed up against the blonde's as she's gently running her hands up and down Rachel's back and cooing in her ear as she held her tight. Quinn hadn't moved her cock an inch inside her pussy, allowing Rachel to enjoy her ass being fucked by Santana's big pole but now the brunette was craving a fucking from both of her holes. Not only that but her back passage had relaxed enough so that she not only wanted both her holes to be fucked, she wanted both her holes to be fucked hard.

"Oh please Mistress fuck me, fuck my ass! Please fuck my ass with your dick!" Rachel moaned, beginning to push herself backwards against Santana.

"It's just not Santana you should be asking Berry," Quinn said firmly, "It's me too, or did you forget who else owns you?"

"This girl's sorry mistress," Rachel whimpers, lifting her head so she could look her owner straight in the eye, "This girl's so horny she forgot her place, please spank her for forgetting her place Mistress."

"Later, I promise," said Quinn with a smirk on her face, "but first I want to hear you beg us to give your slutty little ass the fucking a cockwhore like you deserves."

Rachel didn't hesitate, "Oh please Mistresses please fuck me. Please Mistresses fuck this girl hard, she belongs to you and only you. Please fuck your toy."

Hearing enough Quinn looked over Rachel's shoulder to Santana and said, "You heard our bitch, fuck her slutty little ass hard!"

Not needing to be told twice Santana began to steadily increase her pace inside Rachel's ass listening carefully to her moans for the slightest sound of pain. Hearing none she soon found herself pounding into her tight puckered hole. Her ass hole was so wonderfully tight and the friction of it squeezing on her dick as she slid herself in and out of Rachel's back door was amazing.

Quinn smirked at her toy's continuous moans spurring her into action, Rachel focuses on her pussy now as her mistress began thrusting her hips up and down, moving her hard cock inside of her in a steady rhythm to matched Santana stroke for stroke.

At this point Rachel was beyond coherent thought as the double fucking made her moan in pleasure as she rode herself back and forth on the huge cocks inside her. One in her ass, one in her pussy but both giving her tremendous pleasure. It was all too much and she became overwhelmed by it, screaming out loud in pleasure as she rode those girl pleasing dicks for all she was worth.

It wasn't a struggle for Quinn to keep up with the thrusting, she managed to set an even faster pace. She loved the sight of her toy writhing in pleasure. The sight of her dirty girl's pleasure as well was almost too much, she felt the pull in dick but she managed to hold off. She wasn't ready to stop just yet.

Santana was having a similar problem with Rachel's ass choking her dick so good that she was almost ready to blow her load. But like Quinn she managed to hold off, this was supposed to be a reward for Rachel. They couldn't very well cut it short by cumming too soon, now could they?

In all fairness she was doing all right until Rachel started to go crazy, thrusting herself back against her. The sound of her pelvis smacking against Rachel's soft yet firm ass cheeks and the sweet music of her extremely loud moans danced in her ears, as Rachel's ass clamped down on her dick creating the tightest vice like grip she had experienced in any hole. This cause Quinn too go crazy as well thrusting deep into her toy, feeling Santana's cock on the other side of that thin layer of skin that separated them.

This was the thing that sent Rachel over the edge and she came, creaming over Quinn's dick as she rode the two cocks through her orgasm, after another, after another. As stars flew passed her eyes and her body rocked violently Rachel desperately squeezed down on the invading cocks, trying to keep them both inside of her.

This set the off the her Mistresses, they filled her up with their hot thick cum. Santana thrusted in her with jerky uncoordinated movements, determined to squeeze a couple of more orgasms out of her. Rachel falls forward moaning weakly as another orgasm crashing into, just couldn't do much but take it as her Mistresses pounded into her holes.

Finally Santana stops falling onto Rachel's back, Quinn blindly fumbles for the plug. She grunts victoriously and hand it over to Santana. The Latina lifts herself and pulls out of her toy's ass, she hears Rachel whimper at the loss, before any of her cum could leak out Santana eases in the plug. Santana rolls over and lays on her back, still out of breathe.

"Thank god for all the insane workouts Coach makes us do or else I think I would have died by now," Santana chuckles.

Quinn runs her hands over Rachel's back feeling extremely lazy and satisfied, just grunts in agreement.

Santana rolls over snickering, "You lazy bitch." She smacks Rachel's ass, "You get off Berry, I know that I little slutty girl like you can just sit on Quinn's cock all day but we have to get to class."

Rachel smiles at her Mistress' playful tone, "Yes Mistress." She sits up moving both objects stuffing her holes. Rachel lifts herself up slowly savoring the feeling of Quinn's cock leaving her quivering pussy.

Rachel sings softly as she dresses and watching her Mistresses through the corner of her eye. She follows behind them skipping happily, she can't wait for later when they give her, her reward for being a good girl.
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I Own You