Quinn was lying in wait in the girl's bathroom. She had recently read a story about a sex slave and since then, all her dreams had been about herself having a sex slave. So now, here she was, waiting in the bathroom to make the first girl that walked in her slave. While she waited, she began to imagine all the things she would do to the girl once she got her trained up. Suddenly, she heard the door open. She pretended to be washing her hands until she heard a stall door lock shut. In the mirror, she had seen Rachel Berry go into the toilet and inside, Quin was jumping for joy. She had secretly always wanted to see the annoying diva writhing beneath her and now here was her chance to make that fantasy become reality. While she waited for Rachel to come out of the toilet, Quinn went over to the main door of the bathroom and locked it so that no-one could come in and Rachel couldn't get out. Then she sauntered back over to the chair by the sink and waited

"Still here?" Rachel asked when she came out and saw Quinn sitting on the chair.

"Get over my lap, Berry." Quinn told her.

"What? I don't think so!" Rachel gasped, although she could feel her core getting wet at the thought of going over the pretty blonde's knee. It was something she had been imagining for a while but there was no way she was doing it in the middle of the girl's bathroom at school where just anyone could walk in at any time.

"Why not, hobbit? I heard you've been a bad girl and bad girls need to be punished." Quinn's voice was a mixture of desire and control.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Quinn. And even if I did, there's no way you could make me go over you lap." Rachel retorted, turning to walk away but Quinn grabbed her arm, pulling the small girl closer.

"Yes there is. Remember that time you supposedly didn't have sex with Jesse? Well, I know what really happened. And I know that Jesse wasn't the only one involved. There was another two guys, wasn't there? So I figure you were either gang-banged or you're a filthy little whore who would open up your legs for anyone. I'll leave it up to you to decide which story the school hears unless you get over my lap in the next ten seconds." Rachel's eyes widened as she heard what Quinn was saying. It wasn't true but who would believe her over the word of the HBIC? Making a split second decision, she laid herself carefully over the blonde girl's lap and braced herself.

"Good decision. Now, I think 30 for taking so long, 30 for each guy you were with and 30 just because I want to see you writhe. You will count them and after each one, you will ask for another because I know how much you enjoy being spanked." Quin told her and quickly ripped away the poor girl's underwear after shoving her skirt up roughly. She began to bring her hand down on the bare flesh as hard as she could, leaving stinging red marks across the pale skin.

"Twenty-two. Can I have another?" Rachel cried. Quinn smiled each time she girl showed pain. Then she began to feel Rachel's core start to leak onto her leg and an idea came into her head.

"Eighty-nine. Can I have another?" By now, Quinn's leg was absolutely drenched and there wasn't a spot on Rachel's abused ass that wasn't red and stinging.

"One-hundred-and-forty-nine. Can I have another? One-hundred-and-fifty. Can I have another?" By the time they were finished, Quinn's hand was vibrating slightly and Rachel was sobbing hard.

"Get off me, you dirty whore. Kneel on the floor on front of me, head bowed and hands behind your back. Now, Berry!" Quin instructed, giving the girl a hard push when she didn't move instantly. Rachel fell to the floor and quickly got up onto her knees, still sobbing and gently massaged her ass with her hands.

"Lick your cum off my leg." Quin told her, grabbing the girl by the hair and dragging her forward. Rachel hesitated slightly until she felt a whack on the back of her head and began to lick her cum off the cheerleader's leg. When it was all clean, Rachel shuffled back , still on her knees and waited to hear what Quinn said next.

"I'm going to tell you, well, actually show you something that other people have only guessed at." Quinn told her. She stood up and began to unzip her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. Rachel looked up and found her eyes exactly level with Quinn's groin. And the very hard member that was stretching against her spankies. Rachel's mouth dropped open. She had heard rumours that Quinn had a penis and could therefor please both genders but had never actually been able to confirm any rumours. Now, Quinn manoeuvred her spankies and underwear off and let her hardened cock spring free so that the end was inches from Rachel's astonished eyes. Quinn was easily eight inches long and very, very large.

"I guess it's a good thing your mouth is already open." Quinn laughed. And began to move forward slightly.

"Quinn! Wait, I've never done this before!" Rachel protested, moving her head to the side.

"Well, you'll just have to learn then, won't you? And what a better time?" Quinn grabbed hold of Rachel's head and forced her cock down the girl's throat as far as it would go. She felt Rachel gag a bit and took slight pity on her, realizing that what she said was true, she had actually never had oral sex before.

"Twirl your tongue around it and work your throat muscles. "Quinn instructed. After a few moments of awkward tongue movement, Rachel seemed to get the hang of it and also began to run her teeth down the shaft, making Quinn shiver in delight.

"Oh, god. That feels so good!" Quinn cried, unable to control herself any longer and shot her load straight down the surprised brunette's throat. Then she pulled her now soft cock out of Rachel's mouth and put her clothes back on. Rachel sat panting on the bathroom floor and Quinn grinned. She had found her slave.

"Alright, to day is Wednesday. I want you to think between now and Friday about an offer I'm going to give you. I am willing to make you my slave, meaning you can feel as good as you just did all the time. There will be a few things I will be asking you to do in return but we can get to those later. In the meantime, come to this bathroom at lunch tomorrow and Friday so I can show you some of the things you will get if you choose to accept my offer. If you accept my offer, I want you to come to my house after school on Friday. Do you understand?" Quinn asked. Rachel lifted her head and looked at the blonde cheerleader standing over her.

"Yes, Quinn. I understand."

"Good." Quinn turned to walk off. "Oh, and you call me Miss Q from now on until I tell you otherwise"

"Yes Miss Q." Rachel said, still panting. She watched Quinn leave, her perfectly curled pony-tail swining behind her.