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Brittany ran her fingers through Charlie's hair and pressed a kiss on her forehead. "Today is super important for Santana, so you have to behave and do whatever it is you're asked of you perfectly Charlie," Brittany said to her pet as she adjusted the cute little outfit they had put Charlie in for the night. "If you're good then I'm sure we can give you a treat." Brittany promised and winked at Charlie conspiratorially, even if it didn't quite reach her eyes. She was met with Charlie flashing her a small smile. Charlie had been acting off for the past few days and she wasn't quite sure if this was even a good idea.

"Yes Mistress Brittany," Charlie mumbled as she adjusted the clothes a bit, she smiled. Even though she still couldn't read anything she was trying her hardest every night after her mistresses had gone to bed. She didn't even know where to start or how to begin. She was excited to see Quinn again—maybe her sister could help her so they wouldn't send her away. Rachel seemed like she would teach Quinn to read. She hoped she had a few minutes to talk to her.

Brittany smiled at Charlie and helped her with her hair, they hadn't bothered to cut it and it was getting a bit wild but she personally liked it on Charlie. "But, Santana says to remind you that you belong to us—so no one else is allowed to touch you like we do. I don't want to share you with anyone other than Santana. You're our pet. So if someone asks you to do something for them, then you tell them that your mistresses said no and you don't want to get in trouble. That also means that you can't sleep with the other pets Charlie. "

Charlie nodded and bit her lip, she wanted to let them know that she wanted to stay with them—but she couldn't cry because that wasn't attractive. "I only want to be with you and Mistress Santana." Charlie says quietly but it brings a smile to Brittany's lip and she hugs her tightly. It makes her feel a bit better and she makes a note to do her best today. She doesn't want to get sent back and they might just be looking for a reason so she's spent extra time lately with her chores making sure that they're spotless, and she's made sure that she gave them very best sex and her best begging.

Brittany smiles at this and takes Charlie's arm pulling her along, she didn't want to have to deal with a leash today and Charlie wasn't going to wander off, she knew better than to do that. She waited until she was excused. "It'll be fine Charlie. Just remember all the rules and you'll get a special treat," Brittany said with a smile. That special treat would include being cuddled by the two of them and she could have a bit of the bacon that she really seemed to like, and loads of sex.


Quinn smiled at Charlie from across the room, she couldn't leave Rachel just yet not without her permission. Especially not in a public place like this. But she knew her twin wanted her, she still had the collar wrapped around her neck much to her annoyance but she hadn't been shocked again. "Rachel?" Quinn asked keeping her eyes to the ground in an act of subservience. She wanted Rachel to say yes. "Can I go see Charlie please?"

Rachel tilted her head from the person she had been talking ignoring their annoyed look at Quinn. She turned to Santana and Brittany who once again looked absolutely fabulous tonight, she was jealous Santana always did have an eye for fashion and if they were talking she was sure that Santana would have helped her pick out an outfit eventually. "Of course Quinn we can go see and talk to Santana and Brittany. We should see if they're willing to have another playdate of course. Maybe you can spend a bit longer with your twin this time." Rachel glanced at the person she had been talking to, "If you'll excuse me." Rachel said as she moved along not even really waiting for an answer as she approached Santana and Brittany.

Santana groaned a bit, "Hobbit incoming," she murmured to Brittany who stifled a giggle. They hadn't talked since their last spat and she really didn't want to deal with Rachel's judgmental behavior, she only really had one thing in mind and that was to bring Karofsky and his business to her firm, it would mean a possible bonus at the end of the year and she might make partner next year if her billable hours were high. "Hobbit?"

"Santana," Rachel said greeting her and smiling at Brittany. "Brittany. I have come to apologize for my behavior the other day and as you can see I did take some of your advice. Quinn was having a bit of trouble controlling her aggression. I found that I didn't quite like using it on her but she hasn't shown that she's aggressive lately—what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry for judging you. I do understand that there are consequences for acting out and I don't want Quinn to end up like Sebastian's pet," Rachel said leaning in and dropping her voice.

Brittany frowned slightly, "What happened to Blaine?" she asks keeping her voice down and looking over at Sebastian, she frowns ever so slightly when he adjusts and she sees Blaine hobbling after him and she immediately looks away. "He ran?"

Rachel nodded, "He ran—and he got the brand and they—well they sliced open his legs. Sebastian paid to have it repaired—but by the time that they gave Blaine back the damage was to extensive—they did the best that they could but he'll never be the same again. Sebastian does love him though. He's doing his best to nurse him back to health and make sure he's okay—I think it's their first public outing in a while."

Santana winced and looked over at Blaine watching the pet hobble after his master and shakes her head, "That's why I had to discipline her—you think I want her to go to the kennel? This is what I am trying to prevent." She glances back at Charlie for a moment who is standing behind them. She wasn't sure if Blaine got lucky, it would been far kinder to simply kill him, than to have him be crippled like that. Sebastian was a good man, others would have gotten rid of a damaged pet like that. It was an embarrassment.

"We're never going to let that happen to Charlie," Brittany said shaking her head. Charlie would never run away, they had done everything that was required to make sure that it didn't happen. She was obedient and she loved them very much just like they loved her.

"I'm not going to let it happen to Quinn either, I didn't see it because Quinn was well behaved but—she did show signs of aggression and you know it's a far worse punishment if she attacks another pet or—well someone important." Rachel said with a sigh.

Santana opened her mouth to say something when she pauses as Karofsky approaches them a wine glass in his hand, it's obvious he's had a bit too much to drink which is irritating but she swallows it. She wants that damn bonus. "Mr. Karofsky," She said putting on a smile.

Dave glanced at her and turned his attention back to the twin pets, they were the talk of the room, and he wanted them. "Santana, so we're clear, I'm still shopping around the various firms."

Santana nodded at this, of course he was. He was also an idiot, "Dave, I can call you Dave right? You aren't going to find a firm with our type of resources. Not only are we prepared to offer a discounted retainer fee on top of the discounted hourly rate, you'll also have your own junior attorney at your disposal and I will personally see to any issues that may arise."

Dave grunted at this waving her words off and pointing to Charlie, who was standing quietly beside Quinn who was trying to get her attention. "I want to see the two of them fuck."

Santana stiffened, there was a dark part of her that would have done anything to get Karofsky's business and she was one of the best closers at the firm, which was why her billable hours were so damn high. She flicked her eyes to Charlie and Quinn for a moment, and crinkle her nose in disgust. She didn't want Rachel's lame spoiled pet infecting her pet. She's about to say something when Rachel speaks up. "Absolutely not, I have no interest in seeing my pet in such a position." She said bluntly.

Santana relaxed and she felt Brittany squeeze her hand and give her a pointed look, one that informed her that it really didn't matter they weren't going to let Karofsky have his way with their pet. "Charlie, why don't you go get us some wine."

Charlie nodded and smiled at her, "Yes Mistress, red or white?" Charlie asks after a moment, she sees both and she wants to make sure it's the right one.

"Red," Brittany says with a smile and watches as Charlie nods and heads off to get them drinks.

Karofsky watches Charlie moving through the crowds, and Santana frowns, not quite trusting this man anywhere near her pet. "So about coming to our firm—"

Karofsky shook his head, and turned back to Santana. "Don't be such a drag Lopez, we can talk on Monday when I've made my decision. It's a fucking party and there are people that I need to mingle with."

Santana forced a smile on her lips, "Of course, enjoy I hope to hear from you on Monday," Santana said with a shake of her head as she watched Karofsky wander off. She crinkled her nose in disgust. "I fucking hate him, fucking weirdo."

"You weren't going to say yes were you?" Brittany asks giving Santana a look.

"Fuck no, of course not." Santana said.

"Good because we shouldn't encourage that behavior in Charlie she might think its okay," Brittany said crossing her arms. "He wasn't very nice and he didn't even really listen to you—do you have to have him as a client?"

"Unfortunately he's one of the fastest growing Realtors in the area and my bosses want to lock him down before he signs with one of the other firms. I can already see some lawyers here from other firms. Honestly I don't really give a fuck if he doesn't like the fact that we didn't let him use our pet for his own sick perversions. I don't want her catching whatever he has." Santana said shaking her head. Her bosses could kiss her ass.

Rachel nods and smiles at Santana, "I was thinking that we could have another playdate soon, as you know I'm going to be busy with my new part soon and before I get far too busy I was thinking that they should have another little play date."

"We should, Charlie's been really good lately, she deserves a small treat. But only if Quinn behaves herself to," Brittany said.


Charlie followed Puck to the wine cellar they had run out of wine upstairs and she didn't want to go back empty handed and Puck seemed nice. He had a smile on his face and he didn't even seem bothered by the dark black bruises on his back or the burns on his chest. She didn't know what to say to him, he didn't seem to have a very nice master. "Mistress Brittany said she wanted the red wine."

"One bottle of red wine coming up," Puck said moving to grab one, he let out a small hiss in pain as he bent over, but he grabbed the bottle and handed it to Charlie before moving to grab another case. He was already going to get punished because he hadn't kept the wine flowing tonight.

Charlie hesitated for a moment, "Do you need some help?" she asks.

Puck flashes her a small smile, "No, Master Dave will be angry if I don't do this by myself, so don't worry. You just get that wine to your mistresses," he said with another smile.

Charlie frowns at this but nods and begins to head out when she hears some footsteps thundering down the stairs. "Puck. Where the fuck is the wine? I thought I told you and Finn to—" Dave stops and looks at Charlie who is still holding the wine. He slowly smiles and enters her space watching as she quickly scrambles back. Dave reaches forward and grabs her chin tilting it up, "Fuck—Lopez made a find. I wonder if she'd loan you out for a night. Doesn't matter—" he said shaking his head as he placed his hand on Charlie's shoulder and forced her down. "Bet you suck dick really good," he said.

Charlie struggled and was rewarded with him digging his hand into her shoulder, she frowned slightly and looked over at Puck who seemed frozen and she looked up at Dave who was trying to unzip his pants. "I'm sorry—but my mistresses said that they're the only people who are allowed to touch me. I don't want to make them upset, and they asked for this wine and they are probably upset that I'm taking so long." She squirmed trying to pull away.

Puck opened his mouth to correct her—you didn't say no to his master and he watches as Charlie's backhanded and she drops the wine as she falls back. The sound of the bottle breaking on the floor and he moves to intervene as Dave grabs Charlie and yanks her across the ground not caring that her hands drag along the cut glass and the wine dirtying her dress and tearing into her skin opening it. "Master—if you want a mouth—" he begins moving and touching Dave's arm and is shoved off immediately.

"You want to help your mistress don't you? You want me to choose her firm don't you?" David asks and pushes Charlie against the wall his hands tearing at her dress, she's not fighting him off, and he grins taking it as acceptance.

Charlie closes her eyes, she doesn't want to disobey and starts to struggle again she just wants to go home or find her mistresses and just leave. "Please let me go—I belong to—" another jarring blow and she loses her train of thought. Charlie squeezes her eyes, fighting back would be really bad for her mistresses and she doesn't want them to get upset with her. She doesn't want this. "Please." She begs, feeling his gross fingers on her and she squeezes her eyes shut tighter.

"What the fuck are you doing," Santana hisses her voice dangerously low.

Dave turns to Santana and frowns when he sees his other pet Finn behind her looking slightly sheepish. "I didn't think you'd mind, after all you do want my business and I'm sure your boss told you to give me whatever I want," he said still holding Charlie who was trying to squirm away.

"Mistress—I told him I'm yours," Charlie said immediately, she didn't want her to be mad. "I tried, I'm sorry—I didn't know—"

"I did not give you permission to touch my pet and you know if you hurt her that I will fucking ruin you. Now let Charlie go." Santana said the fury in her eyes and she watched as Dave finally dropped Charlie who immediately scrambled behind her, slipping on the spilt wine and cutting her hand and knees and hides behind her.

"I'm sorry—Mistress—" Charlie began again scared that she was in trouble. Why was it when she tried so hard that it never went her way?

"Enough Charlie," Santana interrupts, she needs to control this situation. "You know what you can take your business, I'm sure the waste of human flesh you are will end up costing us more than you're worth and we'll probably somehow be hemorrhaging money if we take you on as a fucking client, so you can take your shitty fucking business and cram it up your ass," Santana said before turning around and taking Charlie by the arm and pulling her along. She needed to separate her from this clusterfuck, taking her had been a terrible idea. Karofsky could have fucking hurt her. "We're going home—don't look back Charlie." Santana said to her immediately when she heard the sound of Dave quite probably beating on his pets.

Charlie kept her eyes to the ground as they walked through the halls, keeping her mouth shut, the panic once again rising. She just wanted to stay with her mistresses. "Mistress—" Charlie began.

"Charlie?" Quinn said causing Charlie to turn to her and she saw her twin with a ripped dress and a bruise just under her eye, and she felt the anger bubbling up again only to feel Rachel immediately grab on to her arm.

"Quinn. Don't." Rachel said firmly. She eyed Santana who shook her head, they weren't going to talk about it publically. "Quinn." Rachel repeated when Quinn shrugged her off. Her tone didn't bring Quinn to heel but the sound of her purse opening did and she watched as Quinn froze. They couldn't make a scene here.

Brittany was at Charlie's side immediately, "What happened?" She said, her tone actually causing Santana to pause and look at her. It wasn't a regular occurrence that she was angry, but right now she was looking at her injured pet who looked like she was about ready to cry.

"Brittany let's get to the car," Santana said as she continued to lead Charlie out of the house. Brittany following her immediately.

"I told him that I was yours—and I wasn't allowed to. I was polite I swear," Charlie tried to explain to her mistress hoping that they'd forgive her, as they finally make it outside and she feels Mistress Brittany wrap her arms around her, and the tears start to fall as she realizes that she's gotten Mistress Brittany's dress all dirty with the wine and the blood. "Your dress—I'm sorry—I just—"

Brittany ignores the fact that her dress is quite probably ruined and gently shushes her pet who is still trying to get away to try and save the dress. "Charlie," she says gently.

"Please don't give me away—he didn't really touch me just his hands and I—can wash—" Charlie babbles, and she can't help the tears.

Santana stops and looks at Charlie hearing what she said, "We aren't going to give you away Charlie you're our pet. I'm not mad at you, I'm furious at Karofsky." It doesn't seem to calm her down and Santana sighs and moves to wrap her arms around her pet and rubs her arm gently. "Charlie, we're not going to give you away over this. You didn't do anything wrong."

Brittany nods at this, keeping a firm hold on Charlie as she guides her into the car, "We're not upset with you and everything is going to be fine, we're not going to let anything happen to you." She doesn't let go instead sliding into the back seat with her and gently stroking her head in a soothing motion as Charlie curls up against her and clings. Brittany looks up at Santana who has a distraught look on her face and she shakes her head they were most definitely going to talk about this, as soon as Charlie was calm.


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