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Chapter 19

"I just don't like the fact of you blindfolding me." Rachel was sitting on the edge of her chair, arms crossed and an emotionless expression on her face.

It had been like this for hours, Rachel stuck like a statue and Santana ready to rip her own hair out... Or Rachel's... Either way hair was going to get ripped. She spun away from the computer and glared at her wife.

"Listen. You are the one that brought up doing freaky shit in the bedroom okay?" Completely ignoring Rachel's eye roll at her curse. "I would have been perfectly fucking fine with just dominating you like always." Rachel blushed slightly but held her silence. "But you wanted something different. Now what the fuck is it?" She threw her hands up in exasperation. The smaller girl studied her before speaking softly.

"I want to dominate you..." She was suddenly staring holes into the ground. Santana was trying to clean the wax from her ears.

"Come again?" Her face was fighting back a smirk.

Rachel this time met her eyes. "I want to dominate you." Her voice was clearer now, eye's darkening with lust and determination. Santana scoffed.

"Oh Please, no one has ever dominated Santana Lopez." She said, turning towards the computer again. "What about handcuffs?" Rachel knew a challenge when she saw one.

Straightening out her dress, she stood from her chair with such confidence that Santana immediately shivered. Keeping her focus, she continued to scan the page of handcuffs even as she felt Rachel approach her. It was when she was forcefully spun around, that Santana knew Rachel meant business. It was her eye's... She had never seen Berry's eye's that dark.

"I will dominate you." Her voice was deep, hands clutching onto the arm rests. "I will get you to submit to me, then tease you til you beg me to fuck you." Santana's mind froze. Like total mental break down. Rachel was beyond serious when even she ignored her rule against swearing.

"Rachel..." Santana managed to finally speak, only to be silenced again by her wife's hand.

"Nope. This time you don't get to speak. You challenged me Miss Lopez. " She leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "And now you must pay the consequences. Prepare to be dominated for the first time." And with that she nipped Santana's ear with her teeth. A muffled moan barley passed beneath Rachel's hand. "Now I want you to stand up and walk your ass into that bedroom." Santana found herself obeying. And it was the hottest thing in the fucking world to her.

Removing herself from the computer chair, the Latina marched down the hallway in complete silence. Doing as instructed, she opened the bedroom door and moved to the middle of the room.

"Excellent. She does listen." Rachel cooed, shutting the door behind her. Santana bit back a retort and stared at her wife. Rachel looked like she was on a hunt and had just found her target. "Now undress for me." She didn't move, just simply waited. Santana moved however.. well her mouth did.

"No." Was all she said. No way in hell she was going down this easily. Rachel's eye's flashed.

"Excuse me?" She started to approach the taller woman.

"I said no. Are your ears clogged?" The Latina was holding her ground, but right there... In that sentence, she knew she pushed too far. Rachel looked possessed.

"Are you talking back to me?" Her voice was dangerous as she stood on her toes to be face to face. "I told you not to speak. And now," She grabbed a hold of Santana's arm and with surprising strength, led her to the bed. "You must be punished." And before Santana knew it she found herself face down and Rachel's hand connecting with her jean clad bottom. The effect was powerful enough that she had to bite the blanket from moaning.

"Stand up." She heard after a few more hits and found herself extremely wet. "Now again Miss Lopez. Undress." This time she didn't speak back.

Starting with her shirt, she grabbed the hem of it and began to slowly pull it off her body. Her flesh burning at how turned on she was actually getting by this.

"Good. Pants next." Rachel husked, finding it hard to stand still as she lost herself in her wife's cleavage.

Santana smirked knowing that look as she teasingly bent over a little to start unbuttoning her pants. Once they had hit the ground and she stood up fully, Rachel was on her.

"You are so fucking hot San." Her voice softened as she ran a finger through her cleavage and down her stomach. "Now get on the bed and keep your eyes on me." She planted a kiss on the taller woman's shoulder then backed away. Santana moved to the bed and watched in silence.

Taking a few deep breaths to collect herself, Rachel started her own strip tease. Reaching behind her, she slowly unzipped her dress and shimmied out of the shoulder straps. Santana held her breath as she let the dress fall to revel nothing. Absolutely nothing, just Rachel in all her naked glory and an evil glint in her eye.

"Now Miss Lopez." She approached the bed, ready to pounce. "I hope you are not too attached to those panties." Santana raised an eyebrow. "Because I am going to rip them off with my teeth."

Santana had to buy new one's in the morning... and figure out how to sit without causing pain.