After making Quinn's dinner, Rachel sat on the floor, watching as the blonde ate. Her stomach rumbled, having not eaten since lunch.
"Are you hungry?" Quinn asked, turning to face her.
"Yes Miss Q, I haven't eaten since lunch." Rachel told her, looking at the floor. She heard the chair scape back and Quinn left the room. Rachel was unsure whether to follow or not.
"Are you coming?" Quinn called from the kitchen. Rachel crawled over and found Quinn standing at the bench with a can of tinned spaghetti, pouring it into a bowl. She put the bowl on the floor and grabbed Rachel's hands, tying them behind her back.
"Eat. Then wash the dishes and come up to my bedroom." Quinn told her and went back to her dinner. Rachel looked at the plate and immediately dove in, not caring about whether she got food on her face or not. When she was done, she realised she could not untie her hands.
"Miss Q. I can't untie my hands!" she called. She heard the sound of cutlery being thrown down on the table and Quinn stomped into the kitchen. She untied Rachel's hands and once again disappeared into the other room. Rachel got the feeling she was going to get punished. She got to work washing up the dishes, making sure each one was spotless and dried completely.
"Are you coming or not?" Quinn called from the bedroom when Rachel still hadn't come upstairs after half an hour.
"Yes Miss Q, I'm coming." Rachel replied, putting away the last plate and scurried up the stairs.
"You took your time. I think you need a punishment." Quinn scolded. Rachel nodded and meekly went up to Quinn.
"So, I think 20 spanks with the paddle, then I will go on to the second part of the punishment. Come on, over my lap, quickly." Quinn said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Rachel crawled over to her and lay across her lap, presenting her ass for a spanking. Quinn brought her hand down hard and Rachel gasped.
"One. May I have another?" Rachel cried out each time Quinn's hand came down.
"Twenty. May I have another?" When they were done, Quinn shoved Rachel off her lap and grabbed a length of material from her bedside table. She tied it around Rachel's eyes and dragged the girl onto her bed, lying her face down. She let her cock spring free again and straddled her.
"You know, I really think, if you decide to become my slave, I'm going to get something pretty to look at while I'm screwing you senseless. What do you think?" Quinn asked thoughtfully.
"Yes Miss Q. It's a good idea. What are you doing?" Rachel asked, beginning to shake. She wasn't to sure about getting a tattoo, much less a branding one but if that was a small price to pay for her life to stay this way then she would go along with it.
"You'll see." Quinn told her she slicked herself up and lowered herself into Rachel's ass, pumping herself in and out until she finally unloaded into the whimpering girl. She pulled out and replaced herself with the butt plug again.
"I'm tired tonight so I'm going to go to sleep now. You will sleep at the end of the bed and keep that butt plug in until I take it out tomorrow." Quinn instructed after she had taken the blindfold off Rachel. Then she changed into her pyjamas and climbed into bed. Rachel made herself comfortable at the foot of the bed and settled down to sleep.
"Get up at six tomorrow and clean the house. I want it spotless and my breakfast ready by the time I getup at nine, got it?" Quinn told her before falling asleep.
"Yes Miss Q." Rachel murmured and fell asleep too.