A/N - Based on an anonymous prompt sent to me on tumblr. First time writting kinky stuff. Multi-chapter fic because I got carried away.
Cordelia was pouring another potion into a glass bottle and tagging it as she thought about how Misty had been acting weird for some days, since she fainted in the greenhouse. For Cordelia, it was like if her girlfriend was a totally different person. The 'old Misty' was afraid of being alone in the darkness, walked with freedom in the house but still with some kind of fear, and cared about everyone and everything around her. The old Misty loved to teach the students to reanimate small plants and animals, and spooned with me at nights. The New Misty, on the other side, walked through the house with confidence, not lowering her head when she passed next to Madison or any other student, replied sarcastically to everything people told her and didn't spoon with Cordelia anymore. But it was what happened the last night what caught the headmistress attention.
Cordelia and Misty had run upstairs after a long make out session in the greenhouse that had lasted an eternity to the headmistress and that she had absolutely loved. It was when she heard Misty lock the door of their room when a shiver ran through her body. Misty pulled her back into another passionate kiss, the touch of her hand gently stroking her backside being almost frightening to Cordelia. The calm before the storm, the headmistress thought as she started to pull the swamp witch to the bed. They had almost made all the way when suddenly Misty pushed Cordelia away.
"No." she muttered, walking to the chair that was in the room and taking a seat. "You've ignored me all day."
"I've… I've been busy."
"Don't talk unless I say so." the swamp witch commanded, making Cordelia swallow hard. "Not only that, you have also been flirting with other women."
Wait, what? Is she jealous?
"Misty you know tha-."
"I didn't give you permission to speak." the swamp witch interrupted her. "As I was saying: you ignored me all day long, you flirted with other women and, to top it, you spoke without my permission twice. Am I right, Miss Cordelia?"
The headmistress instinctively stepped back. It had been a long time since Misty had called her that, and the nickname that used to show respect and adoration now sounded like some kind of mocking. What the hell is going on here? she thought. Once her right foot was planted behind her, Misty's focus alighted on it before moving her eyes up the blonde's body slowly, a golden glimmer on her gaze.
"You have been a very, very naughty girl, Miss Cordelia." the swamp witch looked as if she was expecting her to agree, while the headmistress didn't know what to say or do. An awkward silence existed between them for several moments. She knew what she was expected to say, but the embarrassment was almost becoming too much to bear. "I think you have something to say, don't you?" the witch questioned.
"Yes, um, I'm sorry… Misty. Sorry." Cordelia stuttered.
"It's Miss Day for you tonight."
"Y-yes, Miss Day." she repeated, pouring as much apology into the few words as she could. However, she knew deep down that it would not suffice. Not in the least. The other woman smiled.
"Good girl." she said. The headmistress' concern that an apology was not enough was confirmed when Misty took a slow, deep breath before speaking; donning the same saucy grin she wore moments earlier. "But it's not gonna be enough. Being rude with me, Miss Foxx, and ignoring me has to be punished."
"W-what?" she stuttered again. Holy shit, did she just call me Miss Foxx? Is she into bondage now? How much time has she spent with Madison these last days?
"What you hear, Cordelia. You've been a very, very naughty witch. Do you know what naughty witches deserve?"
"Um… they… er… deserve to be punished?"
It had been more of a question than a statement. Cordelia found it hard to keep eye contact with the swamp witch's golden eyes, but she had to seek confirmation that she was right. Misty smiled and nodded.
"As smart as always." Misty pointed to the negative space to her right. "Stand here."
When Cordelia didn't respond immediately, Misty clicked her fingers to emphasize her request. Cordelia walked slowly to her right and tentatively looked down to meet her gaze. She was sure nothing good was going to happen that night.
"Good girl. Now, lay across my lap."
Cordelia hesitated; feeling paralyzed, began to shake more. Misty's hand suddenly caught her wrist pulling on Cordelia's arm roughly, feeling the resistance but overpowering it with ease. Cordelia had never thought she could have that strength. With a yelp, Cordelia fell heavily across Misty's lap. The woman groaned at the weight falling on her and adjusted her position so that Cordelia's arms and legs were just hovering off the floor. "And now you're gonna have your punishment, not-so-supreme Miss Foxx. Do not resist. Do I make myself clear?"
Cordelia tried to struggle, but Misty was clearly stronger. She was completely immobile. "Yes." she whispered, finally giving up as she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply into her lungs when she felt Misty's left hand rubbing her back in slow, gentle circles over her thin blouse. The older woman hummed at the soothing contact. The other hand gradually crept up her thigh mercilessly, causing Cordelia to whimper slightly. The anticipation of feeling her girlfriend's hand on her almost made her want to receive her punishment sooner rather than later. Once Misty's hand was at the top of her thigh, it hesitated a moment before slipping under her skirt, making Cordelia react with an encouraging moan as she raised the dark piece of clothing to the headmistress' waist. It wasn't a shocked reaction. Despite how humiliated she felt -and probably would feel in the next few minutes-, Misty knew the headmistress moans weren't complaints.
To be continued! Reviews will be very appreciated :)