AN: I felt like writing a part two to this because it had already been started so here it is. Warning more G!P and yes a bit of anal, it was part of the punishment after all if Chuck broke the rules. She broke the rules—so enjoy. Once again takes place in the Original Family universe sort of.

It hadn't been her fault. Really it hadn't, it's not like she had gotten the shoes at full price. And she had a weakness one that she readily admitted to. Valentino's at fifty-percent off—she was only—well she wasn't human but she really liked pretty things. She deserved pretty things, and maybe she could have gotten away with one or two pairs, but buying out the entire collection in her size had been a bit too much. Attempting to hide it hadn't made things any better. Having Quinn take care of the bill instead of Sam might have saved her, because Quinn didn't care but Sam had gotten to it first. Always and forever her ass, he had ratted her out to Santana. Her brother was a dick, it said so on his forehead.

So now she was in trouble for buying the shoes, trying to hide it from Santana, breaking Sam's neck and getting Quinn to draw a very realistic looking penis on his forehead. The look her alpha had given her as the cuff was slapped on—Charlotte shuddered. She was going to get it, she knew it and by Santana's rules her ass was on the line now. So now she was bound and naked save for the cuff on her wrist and she wondered if she could get out of it. This part was the worst of it, the waiting. She hated the waiting. She was impatient and wanted things the way she wanted them.

There was the sound of footsteps and she twisted her head to look at Santana who was leaning against the doorway an annoyed look on her face and Charlotte swallowed. "Santana—please." Santana ignored her as she began to pull off her clothes. That was not a good sign and Charlotte tried something else. "Santana—I'm sorry I lied to you but I didn't want to get into trouble and they were half off! I learned my lesson, you don't need to punish me."

Santana didn't believe that for a moment, and she unbuttoned her shirt slowly. The hybrid had a problem, and maybe they needed to do this more so she wouldn't get out of control. She needed to remind Chuck who the alpha was in this relationship, and that she couldn't lie and try and squirm her way out of her duties and responsibilities. You simply didn't lie to your alpha, it was clear what she needed to do. Santana let the shirt drop to the floor and began to unbutton her pants slowly. Maybe what she needed was to mark Charlotte in some way. "You didn't learn shit, Chuck. You lied to me, you lied to your alpha, and that requires a very stiff punishment. I told you what the punishment would be for this."

"Santana—" Charlotte mouth drops as she stares at Santana who had dropped her pants. The dick that Rachel had given her seemed thicker and meaner than the last time Santana had done it. It was definitely thicker and she became very aware that Santana wanted to stretch her, to ruin her today and her pussy gushed in anticipation. That wasn't the response she wanted she should be afraid, she should be terrified, worried about the damage that Santana was going to do this time to her. "Santana—" Charlotte whispers there was a whining tone in her voice. "I'm sorry," she repeats.

"I know you're sorry you got caught," Santana says calmly as she approaches the bed. "If you had just told me what you did, you wouldn't be here." Santana ran her hands along Charlotte's back slowly trying to calm her down. She leans in as she drags her finger along Charlotte's pussy, she was such a horny slut half the time. She still hadn't gotten a grasp of her new libido. Not that she was complaining.

She knew what Santana wanted the words that would make her start her punishment. The acceptance that she had screwed up that she had been bad. The submission, the willingness to be punished and punished hard. She didn't have her vampire strength, she didn't have the tolerance and her healing was slower than it normally was. She was all in all not in a very good position. "I was—afraid that you'd be upset and I didn't want to upset you. I'll tell you next time Santana I swear. I promise Santana. You're my alpha—so please—forgive me for forgetting to trust you. Please Santana, punish me and forgive me."

Santana traces Charlotte's ass for a long moment rubbing it and massaging it before pulling away for a moment and breaking the chains were holding Charlotte in place, leaving the cuff on her wrist, keeping her as human as possible for a vampire werewolf hybrid. "What are you?" Santana asks just as calmly and she can feel Charlotte's wolf responding in submission immediately, the casual clues that Charlotte was ready to submit hitting her.

"Your bitch," Charlotte says quietly groaning as Santana's hand slips downward and begins to massage her pussy. She can't help it and she bucks against Santana's hand, this was different she was used to the harsh punishment and she doesn't like to wait, she knows it's coming. The pain and then the mind blowing pleasure.

Santana reached in and pinched Charlotte's clit hard, causing her girlfriend to cry out in pain that slips into a moan. "Who does this belong to," she says still calmly as she strokes the tip, causing Charlotte to whine.

"You. Fuck it belongs to you." Her pussy is dripping wet, and she spreads her legs a bit wider so Santana can have some more access." Charlotte looks at Santana and bucks her hips as best as she can. "Santana please punish me. I've been—bad. I've been so bad and I need it. I need it. I really need you to punish me. Please."

Santana lets go, there are things that she wants to try, and things that would make Charlotte remember this particular session. While Chuck had been buying shoes she had been looking for toys and devices of a more sexual nature, crops and whips. She was uncomfortable using those, but she wanted to use the clamps. She wanted to watch Charlotte gasp and whine and writhe for her. Santana moved and ran her hand along Charlotte's taut stomach before pinching her nipples hard. "Patience." She says before moving to the drawer and opening it. With little fanfare she gets the decorative nipple clamps out. They were gold, and sure she had splurged a bit but silver wasn't her friend and she needed to make sure that they had just the right amount of weight so they'd pull on her nipples. She ran a finger along Charlotte's hard nipples before attaching one. Charlotte bucked and reached for the nipple, squealing in pain. She gets her hand smacked away immediately. "Relax, the worst part of it is over."

Charlotte exhaled slowly trying to regain her breathing. Normally something trivial like this wouldn't bother her. It wouldn't hurt. But this was a punishment and she tries to calm herself to be good, to be perfect. Santana needed to be thanked her alpha was punishing her and her alpha liked to be thanked for her punishments. Santana was waiting for her and she didn't want to make it worse. "Thank you," she manages to get out even though the worst of the pain is over it's a dull throbbing sensation. "Please—" Santana had the habit of never letting her finish and the next nipple clamp was attached causing her to buck hard against Santana's hand. "Fuck."

Gold certainly looked good on Charlotte and her eyes darkened, and she could feel the primal energy responding. Charlotte was dripping wet, she enjoyed the pain and she could take it. She slides between Charlotte's spread legs and grinds the tip of her magical appendage against Charlotte's sopping wet cunt. Her thighs were already soaked with her wetness. She was so tempted to just take Charlotte here, to fuck her to many screaming orgasms. Santana reaches forward and tugs on Charlotte's new jewelry causing a fresh new wave of delicious whimpers from her girlfriend. She pauses for a second, she's hard painfully hard and she would be until the magic wore off in twenty-four hours. Charlotte got off on the pain and the humiliation, and she came just as hard and as often as she did. "Don't cum without my permission Charlotte. Or after I'm done with your cunt I'm just going to take your ass." Santana said as she twists the clamp causing Charlotte to arch her chest.

This was new she had been expecting a spanking, something else, anything but that because the girth of Santana's dick was going to make her cum, she knew that explosively a lot. But she nods and she feels Santana's hand dig into her thighs and she feels the immediate push of Santana's dick into her. The stretch is immediate and she can feel that fullness and she moans and writhes some more as Santana twists the nipple clamps. "I—fuck, I'm sorry Santana please. Fuck. Fuck." She can feel the push and the pull and it takes all her willpower to not cum, to not slip.

Santana watches as inch by inch disappears into Charlotte's hungry pussy, and she reaches down and pinches Charlotte's clit again. Sending her over the edge as her hips hit home, She can feel Charlotte's pussy clamp down on her dick the familiar signs of Charlotte orgasming and she growls lowly as Charlotte opens her eyes. "You filthy slut. You just enjoy breaking your alpha's rules." Santana growls pulling on both clamps this time.

Charlotte gasps and bucks and writhes underneath her alpha, she hadn't been expecting that. "Santana. Sorry. Please. I am. Fuck. I am nothing more than a filthy slut, for you—for your dick so please, use me. I'm sorry, I'll do better." Charlotte begs she needs more, she needs Santana to fuck her. She feels Santana slowly teasing her clit and she bucks and writhes under her needing more friction, because it isn't enough. She needs Santana, like a primal urge, she wants her mate more than anything.

Santana doesn't hesitate and pulls out before slamming back in roughly, there is no stopping her this time and she moves like a piston, fucking Charlotte hard pounding her pussy with force. She doesn't care that she's stretching Charlotte open. She wants to fuck her girlfriend and that's what she does. "I can't hear you," Santana growls loudly slapping Charlotte's breast and causing her to arch her back for more.

"I'm your slut! Your bitch! Fuck Santana! You're my alpha!" Charlotte says moaning submissively as she feels that familiar itch and tries to suppress it. She's already in enough trouble as it is. She had thought she'd be happy that Santana wasn't spanking her pussy like last time but the force that she's moving at and her hips slamming into her, it's just as painful just as punishing as taking a spanking from Santana's hand.

Santana shivers nearly losing control and starting the mate bond, she can feel her eyes glowing, but she is in control and she grips Charlotte tightly. "God you're so tight—fuck—and you love it don't you? The feeling of my dick inside your cunt. Making you my bitch breeding you like one. You're nothing more than my personal slut Chuck. And my bitch." Santana growls squeezing on Charlotte's arm. The temptation is great to simply mate with her but she resists once again. Instead she pulls out listening to Charlotte whine in frustration and need and with very little ceremony, flips her over onto her stomach and grabs a fistful of her hair pulling her onto her hands and knees before slamming her dick home. She feels the immediate feeling of Charlotte climaxing again. Santana shakes her head. Charlotte wasn't listening to her alpha and she doesn't hesitate to smack Charlotte's ass hard causing her to let out a moan and a whimper. "I said don't cum!" Santana barks out. "Filthy slut." With little fanfare Santana reaches and gets her fingers wet with Charlotte's wetness that is practically drowning them both and without warning slides two fingers into her asshole.

Charlotte's eyes widen at the intrusion and she clenches down hard on Santana's fingers. "Santana—" it's a strangled cry and moan because Santana is still pounding away at her cunt. "I—"

"Quiet. You should be grateful that I'm not going to slam the whole thing up there," Santana growls. "You can't listen to your alpha. And I think that I've been soft on you," she said as she starts to slowly finger Charlotte's ass. "I think we're going to need to do this more often. Because you don't know what it means to do what I say when I say it. I told you not to cum without my permission and you've done it over and over again." She was surprised when Charlotte began to move on her own pushing back against her, ignoring her two fingers. Of course she liked it. Of course Charlotte liked being treated like this. "God you're such a slut—I can't believe that in a thousand years no one tried to have your ass. "Beg for it Chuck, beg for me to take it. For me to take your cherry." Santana said as she carefully pulled out of Charlotte and put her dick against Charlotte's hole. It was hers, Charlotte was giving it to her and she needed for Chuck to say it out loud.

Charlotte pauses and she bites her lip, she had wanted to be prepared and she wanted to offer it to Santana in a way that she would never forget and she reaches back and spreads her cheeks like she had read that Santana might like and she hears the growl in appreciation as she burns in humiliation. This was important to Santana, and she realized it. She swallows and closes her eyes. "Please fuck me!" she begins and takes another breath. This was going to hurt Santana needed to make a point. "Fuck my ass! I want—no I need you to fuck my ass. It's yours—I'm yours. You're my alpha and I need you to fuck my ass!"

Santana smirks it's what she wants to hear and she had been surprised when Charlotte had spread her cheeks in submission for her. She had thought about it, but she needed to send a message and Charlotte would heal. It was like a Band-Aid better to get it over with quickly. She grips Charlotte's hips digging her nails into her hips before slamming home. She didn't really give her anytime to regroup, and Santana just began to fuck Charlotte's ass, with long and deep but slow strokes. She listens carefully, and the whines and the whimpers of displeasure slowly become ones of pleasure. She waits until Charlotte lets out a long drawn out more of pleasure and her cheeks flush at the idea, before she starts spanking her ass hard. "God, look at you Charlotte. The great powerful Charlotte Fabray, grunting like a little bitch in heat. Taking it up the ass like a pro!" Santana mocks her.

Charlotte bucks hard it feels good nearly everything that Santana does to her feels good and she doesn't even care that she's practically punishing her own nipples for Santana by dragging her body against the bed. Moving her hips for more pleasure, pushing back whimpering begging. Because that's what she needs. Santana is what she needs. "Yes. Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Please Santana, please. I'm your bitch, fuck I'm your bitch. Please fuck your bitch please." She's begging now writhing, ignoring the pain in her nipples with ever movement. Santana is no longer going easy on her and she claws at the bed. She isn't going to break this time, she isn't going to cum without express permission.

Santana grips Charlotte's hair, pulling her back so she can whisper in her ear. "Do you want to cum?" She can feel the overwhelming need in the bond that they share. And she wants to make Charlotte cum like this. She can feel her own need rising up and she wants to cum with her.

Charlotte nods as best as she can, "Fuck yes! I need it, I need you. Please Santana, please!"

Santana grunts hard, slamming into Charlotte once more and hitting her first climax of what is going to be a very long twenty-four hours. Charlotte is repeating her mantra over and over again as Santana lets out a low growl. "Cum."

Charlotte's orgasm explodes out of her, one of her strongest and she's caught off guard when she squirts drenching the bed and coating her thighs and Santana. She see's stars. It's a different sensation and she doesn't know what came over her, and she flushes burning at how hard she came. "Santana—I—" she begins.

Santana is surprised by the force of the orgasm, but she smirks when Charlotte turns to her and begins to move her still hard dick again she's going to drain Charlotte dry by the end of the twenty-four hours.

Quinn turned to her twin and crinkled her nose as she and Santana walked through the door. Santana had a smug grin on her face and Charlotte couldn't meet her eye and she was walking a bit funny. She immediately realized that no she really didn't want to know and got up and flashed away.

"Santana!" Charlotte whined immediately her face burned in humiliation. "I told you that we should have showered more."

Santana let out a low chuckle, "I don't know why you're so ashamed, you know how bad it's going to be next time don't you? If you lie to me? If you hide things from me?" she said running her hand along Charlotte's back. "We'll go to one of those vampire clubs that you love so much and I will fuck you right there in front of all the people that you and your family have turned. They'll know what a slut you are," she mumbles into Charlotte's ear causing her to shiver. She wanted Charlotte in a collar, she belonged to her and she wanted everyone to know it.

Charlotte shivered for a moment and she swallowed, wondering what she could do next so she could have another twenty-four hours as Santana's bitch.

AN: Whether I do any more in this universe is completely up for debate but enjoy this bonus chapter. I really like reviews.