Misty pulled on a black cropped top, a white skirt, and her usual black heels. She grabbed her bag and put her phone inside after she ordered her Uber. She walked out of her room, only to hear moans from the room across the hall. She rolled her eyes before walking out of the apartment.

Once she arrived at Afterglow and had a stamp on her hand, she walked inside. After getting her usual drink from Queenie, she waited for Cordelia.

No more than fifteen minutes passed before Misty spotted Cordelia walking her way. Her heart leaped as her eyes met intoxicating brown hues. She looked the woman up and down, seeing the outfit she had on: black pants and a very, very see-through top with a bralette on. She gulped as she felt a familiar throb between her thighs. As her eyes went back up, she noticed that the blonde had her hair up in a ponytail once again, making her features stand out more.

"Come on," Miss Goode said as she grabbed Misty's hand. They walked to the same red door as the last time and went inside.

Misty looked around and noticed that there was rope already laced within the O-rings on the bedposts. She downed the rest of her old fashioned before setting her back down on the floor. "I-I'm still—"

"Stop talking," Goode said before Misty could finish her sentence.

Misty nodded softly as she set her empty glass down on a table.

"Heels off, on the bed, now."

Again, the curly-haired blonde obeyed. She quickly kicked off her heels before climbing onto the bed.

"You will not believe the amount of lies I've had to come up with to keep my sisters quiet about this week," Cordelia said as she followed after Misty. "It's ridiculous what one little slip up can create."

"I-I'm—"

"I said don't talk!" Goode barked back as she started to tie Misty down to the bed. Once the woman's wrists were bound, she walked away to pick up a flogger.

Misty gulped as she watched the woman.

"Do you know what this is?" Cordelia asked, but when Misty said nothing, her free hand caressed her knee. "You can talk now."

Misty nodded softly. "A flogger, right?"

"Yes. This one is made with deerskin, so it won't hurt too much... this is a warmup for what's to come tonight." Goode smirked.

Misty bit her lip nervously as she nodded.

"Remember our safewords?"

"Green, yellow, and red."

"Good girl," Cordelia said before pulling her hand away. "See, I know you can be a good girl for me, Misty, but on Wednesday you were such a fucking idiot."

Usually, if anyone were to call Misty a fucking idiot, she would have been upset, and maybe even said something back, but when it came from Cordelia, she felt that fire in the pit of her stomach growing hotter. It made that throb between her thighs get worse.

"Turn around, on your knees."

Misty obeyed, as usual. "Yes, Mistress," she said as she got on her knees. She rested her head on the pillow. She felt her skirt being pushed up over her back, showing off her white, lace panties.

"Are you going to ruin these, too?" Goode asked as she ran the falls of the flogger up Misty's slit.

Misty let out a small whine as she shook her head.

"Oh, I'm sure you will." Goode's voice dropped to that dominant tone she held when she meant business. "Ready?" she asked.

Misty nodded, "Y-yes, Mistress."

The first blow came, and Misty let out a small yelp. It was surprisingly not as bad as she expected it to be.

"Good?" Cordelia asked.

"Mhm..." Misty hummed softly.

As the next blow came, a moan mixed with a yelp slipped from Misty's lips. She pushed her ass out more and received a harder hit. She moaned a little louder.

"You're enjoying this way too much. You're such a slut."

Misty whined softly. She had never been called a slut before, and she surprisingly didn't mind it.

"Are you a slut?" Goode asked.

Misty was too lost in her own pleasure so respond until she felt a slap against her ass from Cordelia's hand rather than the flogger. She let out a yelp.

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Y-yes, Mistress..." she stammered out.

"Then what did I ask you?" Goode asked as she walked away to put the flogger up.

Misty swallowed hard as she tried to think. "I-I don't... I don't know..." she looked over her shoulder to see Cordelia with a paddle in her hand. It made her knees weak.

"This," Goode said as she held up the leather-bound paddle, "Will hurt."

Misty gulped. She bit her lip as Cordelia walked towards her. "Miss Goode..."

"Yes?" Cordelia asked.

"H-how bad?" she asked.

"I can show you, and if you don't think you can handle it, we'll switch to something else."

Misty nodded softly.

"Use your words, darling."

"Yes, Mistress. I think I can handle it." She said. Her eyes dropped as she felt a hard smack against her ass. A yelp mixed with a moan as her hands tugged on the restraints. "Oh..."

"Green?" Cordelia asked, her voice a little softer this time.

Misty nodded, "Green."

The next spank came harder than Misty expected. She groaned as she felt the throb between her thighs getting worse. She wriggled her hips as she felt her clit throbbing.

"Getting wet again?" Cordelia asked in an amused tone.

Misty whined as she bit her lip. Her jaw dropped when she felt the next spank. "Mm..."

"Is this pushing you closer to coming?" Goode asked before the next blow came.

Misty groaned as she nodded. A small, "yes," came out.

"Let's try something more... adventurous."

Misty whined at first, but she felt a warning smack against her ass.

"Flip back around. Don't you dare shut your legs." Goode said roughly.

Misty obeyed, turning around and laying on the bed, spread-eagle. She sighed as she stared at the ceiling. She was getting so close, that now she was left frustrated. She was so caught up in her own thought that she didn't realize Cordelia was standing next to her until she felt a small slap against her cheek.

"Don't you ever fucking listen?" Miss Goode asked.

"Sorry..." the curly-haired blonde said softly. "I was thinking."

"What's so important that you can't listen to me, huh?" Cordelia asked as she got onto the bed and straddled Misty's hips.

Misty's eyes grew wide at the sudden change. Her eyes went down to Goode's blouse. They were so close now she could see every detail of the woman's body through her see-through shirt: her perfectly sculpted shoulders, her collarbones that suck out slightly, and then her breasts through her the bralette. Misty licked her lips as her eyes settled on two perfectly, perky nipples. Her eyes quickly snapped up when she felt a hand around her neck.

"Misty, this is my last warning, listen to me when I talk to you."

Misty gulped as she nodded. The hand around her neck, was, to say the least, arousing.

"How do you feel about having your nipples touched? I remember from the contract you put an x next to it. Does that mean you're interested in trying it?" Goode asked as if it were an everyday question.

Misty thought for a moment, that was until she felt the hand around her throat squeezed. "I-I... I don't mind tryin'." She said shyly.

Cordelia smirked brightly. "How do you feel about nipple clamps?"

Misty's eyes grew wide. She gulped until the hand around her throat squeezed again. "I-I can try."

Cordelia smirked brightly before pushing Misty's shirt up and over her head. She had to awkwardly leave it where it was because of how her hands were tied. Her brows perked up when she noticed the lack of a bra. "No bra, hmm?"

"N-no... I don't usually wear one." Misty stammered.

Cordelia smirked as she grabbed two little lasso-like-clamps. She opened one and slipped it around Misty's perky nipple before doing this to the other one. "I'm going to tighten them now. Tell me when to stop, okay?"

Misty nodded. She bit her lip at the sensation they were already creating. Her breath bitched in the back of her throat as the right one tightened. As it got tighter, she gasped. "Okay..."

Cordelia stopped and went to the other one. She started to tighten it slowly.

Misty whined softly before stammering out, "O-okay!"

Cordelia stopped again before watching Misty's facial expressions.

"I-it's not as good as the paddle..." Misty whined. She wriggled her hips underneath Miss Goode.

Cordelia raised her brow before wrapping her hand around Misty's throat again. "There's a way to go about telling me things. And being a whiny, little, ungrateful whore isn't one of them."

Misty felt her breath hitch in the back of her throat as she nodded softly.

"Are you going to stop being ungrateful?" Goode asked.

Misty nodded again. "Y-yes..."

Cordelia's hand placed a light slap against Misty's cheek. "Yes, what?" she asked roughly. "I know you know how to be a good girl. Show me."

"Y-yes, Mistress," Misty said quickly. The choking, the clamps, the slight sting on her ass, and then the slap was enough to push her close to her orgasm.

Goode smirked brightly. "You're such a little slut." She said roughly before choking Misty more.

Misty moaned softly as she felt like she was seeing stars. Her thighs squeezed together as she felt her clit twitch and throb. She whined as she felt the pressure of her thighs send her over the end as Miss Goode's hands squeezed her neck harder. She wondered if the other blonde was doing this on purpose or not. She didn't cum as hard as the last time, but still enough to have her moaning loudly as her hips bucked.

"Good girl," Goode purred before pulling the clamps off of Misty's nipples, which only added to the pleasure washing through her.

Misty gasped at the pain and pleasure mixing together within her body. She bit her lip hard as her eyes squeezed shut. "No," she whined when she felt Miss Goode's hand pulled away from her neck.

"No? You don't tell me no unless it's red." Goode said roughly as she got off of Misty. She sat beside her and started to untie her wrists.

Misty nodded softly as she sighed. "I'm sorry, Miss Goode."

"It's okay... but you're going to learn when you can say no to me. When to speak. When to ask for something." Cordelia said as she got up from the bed. "Are you okay?"

Misty nodded even though she was still in her dazed state. "Yes."

"Did you enjoy it as much as last time?" Goode asked.

Misty blushed as she sat up to rest against the headboard. She pulled her shirt back down. "I-I like it when you choke me." She said before seeing the other woman's lips turned upward into a smirk.

"Like this?" the older blonde asked as she wrapped a hand around Misty's neck, pressing her head against the wooden headboard.

Misty's breath hitched in her throat as she nodded. She gulped softly as her hands gripped the sheets. "Harder..."

"No," Cordelia said as she pulled her hand away. "I don't want you to pass out."

Misty whined before murmuring a small, "Okay."

Goode smirked as she pulled away to put away everything. "I'll walk you out, okay?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Misty said as she got up. She grabbed her purse and pulled out almost 450 for Miss Goode. She handed it over and blushed as the woman's brows went up.

"That's a big tip... why don't you save up so you can see me sooner than next weekend, huh?" Cordelia asked as she handed 50 back.

"Are ya sure?" Misty asked.

"Positive. I like where this is going. I want to see you before next weekend. When do you have a free night?"

"Uh, probably Tuesday night. I don't work Wednesdays."

"Good. Come here at 11:30," Goode said before guiding the blonde back out of the room. "Do you think you can make it?"

"Yes," Misty said without a second thought.