A/N: I'd like to thank ConservEr1e for the awesome beta work, and for alleviating my fears about this part. Now back to our scheduled programming...
Rachel was right; Quinn had been broken in the next two days. Quinn couldn't seem to contain herself or her erection while in Rachel's presence. The day after The Bath Time Incident, as Rachel had dubbed it, she walked into Quinn's room to check on her angel and have their morning chat.
Quinn couldn't take her eyes off of Rachel. She had noticed Rachel was attractive when she first opened her eyes after being perfected, as Rachel called her adjustments, but today she couldn't keep from showing her outward appreciation of Rachel's appearance. Rachel wasn't in anything she hadn't seen her in before—just a skirt and a tank top—but Quinn's new friend immediately sprang to attention. She couldn't help the blush that quickly spread over her face. Thankfully, Rachel just grinned and moved to sit in her chair. That was the most horrible thing to happen to her. At least yesterday she had a hand in it, so to speak, but this was totally involuntary. She was able to keep herself from achieving a full hard on for the rest of the day. She guessed the embarrassment was more than enough to discourage a repeat of yesterday's bath time.
The following day Quinn woke to a foreign feeling. She was surprised to find her cock was standing at attention. This had never happened before, and she found herself aroused and intrigued. She could remember the dream she was having before waking up. It involved Rachel and the straps attached to her bed. She was punishing her for turning her into a freak with a cock and a passion for her kidnapper. She was thrusting into Rachel wildly as she was strapped to the bed, calling her all kinds of unimaginable names. The oddest part about her fantasy was that Rachel was enjoying receiving the treatment, and she was enjoying giving it.
Thinking of her dream, Quinn stroked her morning wood idly through her gown. She was imagining doing demeaning things to Rachel as if she weren't still semi-strapped to her bed. Making her get on her knees and suck her well. Thrusting into Rachel's mouth with such force, making it hard not to gag on her 8 inches—absent gag reflexes be damned. Thinking of having Rachel deep throat her made Quinn hotter, she wanted to see herself now that she was full length without the barrier of the gown or a wash cloth. She noticed the pre-cum leaking from the head, and imagined Rachel's tongue licking it up. The thought alone made her moan. Using the pre-cum, Quinn started stroking herself faster. She was fascinated with how her cock looked and felt in her hand.
She closed her eyes and continued thinking about Rachel. Quinn imagined her riding her hard; bouncing on her cock freely. She felt herself buck up her hips as best she could, as if she was meeting Rachel's thrust. Moaning Rachel's name, she was ready to cum. She could feel it and she wanted to see it. Opening her eyes she was met with the sight of her captor staring unashamedly at her once again stroking herself. The look of lust in Rachel's eyes, along with her in a deliciously short skirt and thin tank top that showed off Rachel's hardened nipples, was enough to send Quinn over the edge. Cum jetting out of her cock, landing on her stomach and hand; Quinn felt satisfied and surprisingly not the least embarrassed.
Seeing Quinn stoke herself to release again made Rachel moan. The sight of all that delicious cum squirting out of the demon between Quinn's legs was enthralling. Rachel just wanted to reach out and help herself. She did reach out to help herself.
Reaching out her hand to rub the cum on Quinn's stomach, she heard Quinn moan.
"That was most likely hotter than the last time you came, Quinn. I'm glad to see you enjoying your gift," Rachel confessed.
Bringing her hand up to her mouth, Rachel sucked her cum-coated fingers.
"Mmmm, you taste so good," Rachel moaned, as she knelt down in front of Quinn's stomach to lick off the cum.
Quinn moaned, feeling herself become hard again. Unable to stop herself, she broke and said something Rachel had been waiting for since she saw her. "Please."
Looking up at Quinn, Rachel asked, "Please what?"
"Please."
"You have to ask me for it, angel. Just give into your desires. I'm here to make you feel wanted and needed."
"Please, Rachel! I need you. I need you to make me feel… I don't know. Anything! I need you to just make me feel," Quinn begged.
"Well, since you need it, we shall do this right."
Rachel then proceeded to unstrap Quinn's legs from the bed.
"I think we're past the running away phase, don't you think?"
A simple nod was all Rachel got in response. Straddling Quinn's legs, Rachel began to pull the sleeping gown over Quinn's head, receiving no protest from her.
"You're beautiful, you know that? I knew when I saw you through the stall door that you would be perfect."
Rachel began to cup her hands over Quinn's breasts, massaging the nipples until they hardened.
"I love how responsive your breasts are. I didn't know they'd be this sensitive to my touch, but I like it," Rachel stated as she continued to rub Quinn's nipples.
Quinn couldn't help but moan. She never knew her breasts were so sensitive either, but with Rachel rubbing them, she was sure she was ready to cum again.
Rachel leaned down taking a nipple in her mouth, massaging it with her tongue and causing Quinn to moan louder. She started twisting the nipple that was still between her fingers as she nipped at the one in her mouth. Rachel loved the sounds Quinn made as she showed her breast how much she appreciated them. Kissing her way up to Quinn's neck, sucking on a pulse point, then moving back to down to explore the other nipple with her tongue, she was sure Quinn was ready to explode again. Her breaths were coming shorter, she was pleading with Rachel, calling out her name, but Rachel didn't want her fun to stop now. Leaving Quinn's sensitive breast alone, she began kissing down Quinn's cum-covered stomach; making sure to get a good taste of the drying cum, using her tongue to clear the surface completely. Going lower, Rachel finally reached her destination. The place she'd been waiting to explore with permission. She began kissing up the demon between Quinn's legs. Placing kisses all the way up until she reached the head, where she placed a lingering kiss. Swirling her tongue along the head, she made sure to scoop as much pre-cum into her mouth as she could. Making sure to keep her tongue exploring, she began to engulf the 8-inch demon until her nose met Quinn's stomach.
Feeling her cock hit the back of Rachel's throat, Quinn lost it and came hard. She grabbed Rachel's head, making sure she couldn't do anything but swallow.
"Mmm," Rachel moaned as she swallowed as much of Quinn's cum as she could. Using her tongue, she made sure to clean Quinn.
Still reeling from the waves of pleasure she felt, Quinn just smiled down at Rachel.
"Thank you for letting me take care of you, angel. I want to make you feel good always," Rachel purred as she laid on the side of Quinn.
Suddenly feeling slightly disgusted with herself, Quinn began to push her captor away.
"Please. I just want to be alone right now."
Pouting, Rachel stood at the side of the bed. "I understand. It's hard for people to fully accept their fate so soon, but the progress you've made is wonderful."
Smilingly she continued. "I'll go prepare you some food. I'm sure you worked up an appetite."
Watching as Rachel walked away, Quinn began to rethink the past hour. How could she give in like that? But it felt so great to feel her mouth on her like that. She'd never imagined doing that to any guy before, but now she understood why most wanted it. It had opened her eyes to so much; she couldn't go back to her old ways, or life, even if she wanted to.
