Chapter 7: Chapter 7
Warning mentions of violence and sexual themes, some even happening.
Santana rolled onto her side. They went at it for two more rounds until Santana said she couldn´t take it anymore. Brittany knew that she wanted her to stop but deep inside the Latina wanted more. Brittany told herself that next time she wouldn´t stop.
The blonde got out of bed and took a tissue from the box to wrap the used condom in it, she then collected the Kleenex laying around, walking over to the bathroom "may I take a shower" she asked looking at the Latina "I´m kinda sweaty and dirty from you know" she chuckled. Santana was still lying on her side watching every move of Brittany "yeah, go ahead. I will shower after you" she pulled up the comforter so her body was covered.
"Or you can come with me" Brittany said with a smirk and wiggled her eyebrows "since we got dirty together, we might as well get clean together" she said, Brittany really wanted to shower with her. She was hoping Santana would give her head again and lick her balls just like before.
"No" the Latina shook her head "I still can´t feel my legs and I don´t really think a shower will only be a shower with you" she waved Brittany off and checked out her ass while the blonde walked into the bathroom.
Santana laid flat on her back and stared at the ceiling. She hoped that Brittany was hurrying. The Latina was aware that there was more to do than just have fun with Brittany. When she looked at the clock she saw that they have fucked all night, it was 5 am already. However, Santana didn´t feel tired at all. Her thought went back to their ´exercise´ and she smiled to herself. While being totally wrapped up in her thoughts she didn´t notice Brittany re-entering her bedroom.
"Hey" the blonde whispered when she sat down next to Santana "shower´s free", the Latina almost jumped because she wasn´t expected her back so soon. "Thanks" she said back and began walking towards the bathroom. "San, can I ask you something?" Brittany said just before the Latina was about to close the bathroom door.
"Yes, what is it?" she was unsure what Brittany wanted to know, there were a thousand things she could ask. Did she want to know why she had a slave? How long Brittany would be around? Why her parents would adopt somebody as annoying as Rachel? She could ask anything.
"What is your job?" the blonde looked at her, it was one of the easier questions. Or not. "Well, that will take some more time to explain I think. But I promise I´ll tell you, ok?" her voice was gentle, she didn´t want to scare Brittany.
"Ok" she answered and laid herself down to catch up on some sleep. The blonde was exhausted, Santana was like an energizer bunny. Brittany just came and Santana was making her hard over and over again. The Latina wanted to be taken in every possible position, and who was Brittany to deny her mistress? She loved it. The way Santana was treating her was so much better than what she was used to. Her old masters treated her like shit, they hurt her and clearly raped her. Santana however was gentle but rough. It was wonderful, the way Santana ordered her around while having sex was good, actually it felt amazing. The way she submitted herself to her was even better, Santana sucking her off was one of the best things she had ever experienced.
She liked the mystery Santana was. Brittany has known her for a few days and already she adored her. The Latina was sweet but strict, she stood tall even though she was short. There was nothing Brittany disliked about her. Bu still, it wondered her why Santana seemed so secretive about her job. It couldn´t be that bad, right? The blonde was aware that Santana´s father was a big name in some business and she was probably part of it. But it couldn´t be that bad. The more she thought about it, the more it scared her. She didn´t know why but something was intimidating her, but then she couldn´t wait to find out.
The Latina went into the shower and laid down with Brittany for another hour before walking into the kitchen for breakfast. She was exhausted, she didn´t realize it until the warm water of the shower hit her body and she felt her muscles relax. Now, sitting on the kitchen island drinking the coffee Kurt handed her brought some life into her body. "Mike and Tina will be coming back around eleven today" Kurt said and continued stirring the eggs.
Santana acknowledged it but wasn´t in the mood to talk right now. But she knew she had to "I will have business with Quinn today but I am sure I´ll be done when they arrive" she mumbled. Brittany couldn´t wait to meet the others. Kurt said a few nice things about them and they would wash her clothes. Brittany couldn´t wait to wear all the new things Santana bought her.
The breakfast continued with some small talk between Brittany, Quinn and Kurt. Santana was everything but a morning person. "Surprise" came a shrill noise from the front door. Brittany recognized it immediately, it was Rachel. Santana shook her head in disbelieve "why" she asked herself "what did I do to her to show up at this hour?" she turned on her chair "kitchen, Rachel" she said and waited for the shorter brunette to enter.
"Good morning Santana" she hugged her and sat down next to her eying Quinn "hello beautiful". The Latina lifted her head and looked angrily at Rachel "what do you want?" she asked her stepsister.
"I wanted to go back to our conversation yesterday about me wanting to take Quinn home with me" she said while sitting up as straight as Brittany has never seen it. "Rach, we didn´t talk about anything yesterday. You just said she was pretty or whatever. Why do you want her?" Santana asked through her teeth. She couldn´t take her cheery sister in the morning.
Rachel was about to start talking again when Santana stopped her "let´s go to my office, my kitchen is not the place to discuss any of that" she motioned the brunette towards the back of the house. They walked in silence, Santana sat down on a big chair behind the desk and Rachel took the opposite chair. The office was held in dark colors, even the couch was a dark purple. The curtains kept most of the sun outside.
"So" the smaller brunette started "what do you need Quinn for? You know I want a personal slave myself and Quinn looks really good" Santana leaned into her chair.
"The problem I have with all of this Rachel is for one since when do you like girls? Two, why is it my job to get you a slave. And three, what if I want threesomes with her and Brittany?" Rachel was startled. She wasn´t aware that Santana was even listening to her. The Latina didn´t do that very often. She always told her little sister that she was annoying and talked too much.
"Santana" the brunette started trying to find her words properly but again Santana was better with her words "Rachel. Do mom and dad know that you are interested in a female slave?"
She nodded "yes, but they said I should talk to you about it and figure out if this is really what I want" Santana listened closely. "So... mom and dad tell you to talk to me and you just come here and ask me for a slave instead of actually talking to me?" Rachel blushed "well" Santana cut her off again "Rachel seriously, I can´t believe you. If you want a female slave that either get one yourself or do what mom and dad told you. What you are doing right now is acting behind their back and we both know that´s shit" the anger was clear in her voice.
Rachel felt little, she knew Santana was right and betraying her parents was stupid. They gave her everything she could ever wish for since they adopted her. "But you have to understand I really do want one. And I can´t get one on my own, I´m only 19. And why would you wanna talk to me about that? I know about it" her rambling was giving Santana a headache "Rachel" she took a deep breath "please stop" she rubbed her temples "I don´t even know what exactly they want us to talk about it. And even if I would get you a slave they would be all over me for not talking to them" there was a knock on the door.
"Come in" the Latina said, it was Quinn and she shyly smiled at Rachel but then looking at Santana "do you need me anytime soon? Because if not I would like to work in the garden if you don´t mind" her voice was filled with fear. Santana looked at the clock and then at Rachel and back at the clock until speaking "no, you go ahead. Let Kurt give you some gardening clothes" the blonde nodded and was about to leave "Quinn" she stopped and turned back around "do you want to be a personal slave or rather a working slave?" the blonde contemplated for a few seconds and then spoke up "I´d say that depends on the master" the Latina seemed to be ok with the answer and gestured her to leave.
Brittany stood outside the office door when Quinn closed it "so what are they talking about?" Quinn arched her eyebrow "Brittany, it´s not like they were talking while I was in there. But the mistress looks really mad. I think her sister did something bad" the taller blonde shook her head and looked into Quinn´s hazel eyes "you know that they are discussing you and where you are going to stay. The question is what do you want?"
Quinn has never really been asked what she wanted "I don´t know. I´ll go out and work in the garden" she wanted to walked past Brittany but she stopped her "you know, that you are going to be asked by Santana sooner or later. Don´t you want to be free in some of your decision?"
Quinn let out a sigh "yes, sure, but I don´t want to sleep with the mistress. I hate having sex when I am told. I want it to happen because my partner and I both want it. And I don´t like the idea of doing it with Santana" Brittany´s eyes grew wide "woah, stop right there. Sex with Santana is ah-mah-zing. Believe me. We went at it the whole ni-" Quinn covered her ears "please stop."
She took it too far, Brittany just realized "sorry. No more details" she tried to hide her smile just remembering what her and the Latina did last night. Quinn just shook her head and went into the garden, Brittany decided to go back into the kitchen and eat a little bit more, Santana really sucked her out tonight, she felt exhausted like never before, but in a very good way. She smiled to herself.
Santana opened the door of her office, Rachel was still in her seat "we will talk about it, ok? Rachel, I don´t want you to make a decision you will regret later. Quinn will stay at my house and if you and I are able to find a solution I´ll think about signing her over, ok?"
Rachel was not quite alright, she hoped that Santana would just sign her over. The defeat was something she hated. Normally she would run to her father and mother but they sent her here ´ok´ she whispered and stood up. She walked with her head lowered by the kitchen without saying anything she closed the front door. Santana was close behind her to get a refill on her coffee when she saw Brittany sitting on the kitchen counter eating some bacon.
"Hey" she whispered to the Latina when she noticed her "you look exhausted" she let her hand touch the Latina´s shoulder and the smaller girl relaxed instantly. "Yeah, Rachel is a handful, even though she is small as shit" Brittany giggled at Santana for that "please San, you are just as short as her" and giggled some more.
"No I´m not! Whatever" the Latina said and stood between the blonde´s legs "I think before I´ll talk to Quinn I have to relax a little" she took a big sip of her coffee and wanted to walk off but Brittany wrapped her legs around the Latina and caught her. She moved her mouth as close as possible to Santana´s ear without touching it "how about I help you relax? I have an idea how to do that" her smirk told the Latina was she was up to and she liked it. Santana placed her cup of coffee down next to the blonde and nodded "yes. Let´s take this to the bedroom" and grabbed the blonde´s waist to pull her off the counter. Brittany threw the rest of the bacon carelessly on the counter and pulled the Latina up the stairs.
When they reached the master bedroom Brittany instantly picked Santana up to place her on the bed "you will lie down and I´ll take care so you can relax" she whispered and tucked her thumbs into the brunette´s sweats and underwear. She pulled them down just after Santana nodded. Kneeling between the Latina´s legs made her cock twitch, but she reminded herself that Santana was upset and needed a relief and not herself.
She placed kisses on the inner thighs and moved slowly up to the core "don´t tease Britt" Santana breathed out. Brittany nodded and instantly ran her tongue through the wet slits up to the Latina´s clit. Santana was already so aroused, when Brittany suggested helping her in the kitchen she knew exactly what she meant. And it was a great idea. Having Brittany between her legs was amazing and it wouldn´t stop anytime soon, because the Latina knew that even if she had an orgasm Brittany would continue fucking her in any way possible.
The blonde wanted nothing more than pull out her cock and fuck Santana but there was no way she could do that right now. She began sucking her clit and felt Santana grabbing her head pushing her deeper. The blonde knew that she needed her inside and that´s what she did. Her tongue circled the hole a few time before entering her.
Santana almost screamed when she felt Brittany moving her tongue inside her. The blonde tried to steady her but Santana was wild. She was riding her face, yelling out incoherent things. Brittany felt to need to free her cock, it was so hard against her underwear and she couldn´t just rub it on the outside anymore, it was too distracting. So she pulled it out and began stroking herself but never losing the pace she had with Santana.
It didn´t take long until Santana´s tense around her tongue and came. Brittany tried to lap up all the juices which were coming out of her but it was too much. When she finally brought Santana down from her orgasm she placed another kiss on her pussy and looked at the Latina.
She looked back at her with hooded eyes. When Santana was able to speak again she grabbed to blonde and smiled "so ready to get some pleasure yourself?"
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