Misty walked into Afterglow with a new stamp on her hand. She had been saving up since Friday, so she was able to see Cordelia again. Instead of buying extra goodies with her paycheck, she saved it all, or at least as much as she could after paying half of the bills. She was thankful she was able to get those extra shifts but knew if she didn't continue, her visits would go back to once a week if that.

As she walked over to the bar, she saw Queenie smirk her way. "An old fashioned and a shot of vodka?" she asked.

"Just the drink. No shots today," Misty said.

The bartender raised a brow. "I think you'll want that shot. Miss Goode is not in the best mood tonight."

Misty felt her heart drop to her stomach as she nodded. "O-okay..." she said.

After Queenie made the drink and set down the shot glad full of vodka, she looked at Misty for a moment. "Oh, and she asked me to tell you to meet her in the red room tonight."

"Oh...?" Misty thought that was very unlike Goode.

"Soon," Queenie added.

The curly-haired blonde gulped down the shot as she nodded. She picked up her old fashioned and walked straight to the hallway, and down to the red door. She sucked in a nervous breath as her hand gripped the doorknob.

She stepped inside and looked for Cordelia. When she spotted the other woman, she gulped. Licking her dry lips, she studied the other blonde's body. She was in red lingerie and red boots that came up to her knees. Misty noticed that she was putting on mascara before their eyes met through the mirror.

"Strip. I want you in nothing tonight." Goode said roughly before she put away her mascara.

Misty swallowed hard as she nodded. "Y-yes, Mistress." She chugged down half of her drink before she started to take off her clothes. She would usually feel uneasy about getting undressed so quickly, but with Cordelia, she had no issue doing whatever she asked of her.

After she was completely nude, she got onto the bed. She noticed that there were cuff restraints rather than rope this time.

As she laid her head on the pillow, Misty saw Goode turn around. She gulped as she watched her walk over to the bed. "I take it Queenie talked to you?"

"Y-yes, Ma'am," Misty stammered.

"What did she tell you?" Goode asked as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her hand brushed some of Misty's curls behind her ear.

"To meet ya here... she said ya didn't seem like ya were in the best mood..." Misty answered hesitantly.

"Hmm..." Cordelia hummed as her fingers ran through Misty's hair for a moment. "It's true."

"What's wro—" Misty stopped talking when she felt Goode's fingers tangle in her hair and pull on it. She bit her lip to hold back a moan.

"No more talking tonight." She said before pulling her hand away. "Hands up, we're trying something new."

Misty nodded softly as she put her hands up. She felt the soft, leather cuff wrap around one wrist, and then the other.

"Since you always get close, and then clamp your thighs together to cum, we're going to make this interesting," Cordelia smirked as she moved to the end of the bed with a bar in her hands.

Misty's brows knitted together. "Wh-what's that?"

"A suspender bar," Cordelia said as she used the cuffs on either side of the bar to secure Misty's ankles. She stretched the bar a little more, so the blonde's thighs were far apart.

Misty whined as she tried to bring her legs closer, only to find it impossible. She sighed as she looked up at Goode. "What else?"

Miss Goode raised a brow. "Are you going to be a brat tonight? I suggest you answer with a no. Because if you are, I will quite literally whip your ass into shape."

Misty gulped as she shook her head. "N-no, Ma'am. I-I won't be."

"Good," Cordelia said as she walked over to the shelve on the wall. "How do you feel about the nipple clamps again?"

"They're okay," Misty answered in a small voice.

"Just okay?"

"Well," Misty licked her lips. "I-I found then nice, but not enough."

"What if they were slightly weighted."

The blonde's blue hues went wide. "That's-that's a thin'?"

"Oh, yes," Cordelia said before walking back over to the bed. "Two options. Ones with small weights, or ones connected with a chain."

Misty's eyes went back and forth between the two. "I-I don't... I dunno."

"Fine. I'll choose for you." Goode said before putting the ones connected by a chain aside. She sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully placed a clamp on each one of the woman's nipples.

Misty nearly lost her breath in pain that also brought pleasure. "Holy shit..."

"Where are you?" Cordelia's voice softened as her hand trailed up Misty's sternum. Her fingertips ghosted over soft, pale skin.

"G-green..." Misty stammered as her breathing started to become shallow.

"Goode girl," Goode praised before getting back up. "I know you're going to think this is impossible, but I want you to flip over, and your ass up in the air for me."

Misty just stared at the other blonde for a moment. "H-how?"

Cordelia rolled her eyes before grabbing the suspender bar between Misty's legs and quickly flipped her over. "Ass up," she said before walking away from the bed.

Misty sucked in a deep breath as she got on her knees. It was an awkward stance being restrained. Without any warning, she felt a sharp, hard spank against her ass, with what she assumed to be a leather-bound paddle. Her body jolted forward as she whined loudly.

"Did I forget to ask if you were ready? I'm sorry." Goode said in a sarcastic tone before going in with another hard hit.

Misty moaned into the pillow below her. Two hits in and her ass was already on fire. This caused the fire in the pit of her stomach to burn hotter, especially when the third one came just as hard as the last.

Four more spanks later, and Misty had tears in her eyes. The yelps and moans that left her lips were mixed with small cries. She was getting close to her breaking point.

"Where are we?" Goode asked as she set the paddle down on the bed.

"Yellow..." the curly-haired blonde sniffled. She jumped slightly when she felt a light hand on her ass.

"You're so wet," she could hear Cordelia coo in an amused tone.

Those fingers on her ass trailed down to her thigh, touching the sticky mess she had created, only a few centimeters away from her center.

Misty whined loudly. "M-Mommy..." she cried out.

Miss Goode let out an amused laugh as her hand dropped. "Who knew you had a mommy kink. My sweet, good girl has a mommy kink. How cute."

Misty whined loudly. Her mind was in another place to even comprehend what she had just let slip out. She wriggled her hips, only to have a slap on the ass as a response.

"What did I tell you about doing that?"

"'m sorry..." Misty murmured out.

Without warning, once again, Misty was flipped back over. She let out a heavy breath as she stared up at the ceiling. She had tearstained cheeks and felt the sting on her bottom intensify as it rubbed against the sheets. She hissed in pain before lifting her hips up.

"Calm down, it'll only make it worse," Cordelia said as she sat next to Misty on the bed.

"I-I..." Misty stammered before whining loudly again. "Mommy..." she whined again as she tried to pull her thighs together.

"Yes, darling?" Goode asked with a smirk.

"I-I need..." the blonde sucked in a deep breath as a few tears slipped down her cheeks. "Cum."

Cordelia raised a brow. "You know that that's not what I do, Misty. If you cum on your own, that's different, but I don't deliberately make you cum."

Misty sighed as she pouted. "You've made it impossible for me to do that!" she said out of frustration.

Goode's neatly plucked brows went up at the other woman's tone. "Do you want it to be that easy? Do you want me to be easy on you? Do you want me to spank you a few more times, let you cum, and call it a night? What's the fun in that, huh? You have to work for what you want." She said before getting up from the bed.

Misty looked at Miss Goode as she gulped. The tone in the blonde's voice made her nervous. She said she wouldn't be a brat, but there she was, whining and talking back like a brat, and she knew it.

She gulped as she watched Cordelia walk to the end of the bed and grabbed the restraint bar. She was prepared for the worst; being flipped back over and having her ass beaten even harder, but to her surprise, Cordelia started to undo the cuffs around her ankles.

"Don't you dare put your thighs together until I say so, or I will out the bar back. Do you understand me?" Cordelia asked before setting the suspender bar aside.

Misty nodded, "Yes, Mistress."

"What happened to Mommy?"

Misty's cheeks instantly turned a bright shade of red. She tried to look away from Cordelia as she tried to think up of a reason why that came out of her mouth.

Goode's hand gripped Misty's jaw to make her look at her. "Don't be shy now, darling." She said.

Misty bit her lip softly as their eyes locked.

"So, you have a Mommy kink?" Cordelia smirked brightly. "I like that."

"Ya do?" Misty asked in a surprised tone.

Goode nodded as her hand fell down to Misty's neck. "I think it's sexy when my girls call me Mommy. I just don't say that in our first meeting because sometimes people get freaked out." She explained.

Misty breath got stuck in her throat as she felt a hand resting on her throat. "R-really... I-I don't mind it."

"No. You like it, don't you?"

Misty gulped as she nodded.

Cordelia's fingers started to squeeze at the sides of Misty's neck, gently at first. "Use your words."

"Y-yes, M-Mommy..." Misty stammered, chest rising and falling quickly.

Goode smirked again as she climbed onto the bed to straddle the other woman's hips. "If you do as I say, I'll let you cum." She said with a wicked smirk.

Misty felt excited yet nervous. "Okay?"

"I'm going to count to three, and then you can squeeze your thighs together however you want. But, don't cum until I say so. If you cum to earlier, or too late, you'll be spanked harder than earlier."

Misty bit her lip softly as she nodded. "Okay, Mommy." She said eagerly. She found it surprisingly easy to call Cordelia Mommy when she hadn't been able to ever call anyone else that before.

Goode smirked as her hand remained on Misty's neck, still not too tight. "One..." she said slowly, dragging out the work. "Two..."

Misty's thighs were slowly getting closer and closer together.

"Two and a half," she smirked even more.

Misty had to bite back a whine that wanted to come through.

"Three," Cordelia finally said.

As Misty's thighs squeezed together, she let out a small moan. Her eyes started to flutter shut as her hips bucked slightly. Since Cordelia was sitting on her hips, it made it a bit difficult to move them, and she was somewhat annoyed that Cordelia wasn't sitting any lower. She whined and moaned as she squeezed her thighs tighter together.

"Already feeling good?" Goode asked.

"Mhm," Misty hummed.

"Spread your thighs."

Misty's eyes opened as she furrowed her brows. "B-but...?"

"Open them," Goode's hand gripped Misty's throat a little tighter.

The curly-haired blonde gulped before doing as she was told. "Y-Yes, Mommy..."

"Good girl," Cordelia smirked as she loosened her grip on Misty's throat.

"No," she whined. "Harder."

"Like this?" Goode asked as her fingers tightened around Misty's neck again.

"Y-yeah..." she breathed out.

The older blonde smirked. "You can put your thighs back together."

Misty was thankful and quickly put her thighs back together. She could feel how wet she was. Her hips bucked again. "M-more... please..."

"Please, what?" Cordelia asked.

"Please, Mommy..." Misty said shyly before whining. She felt Cordelia tighten her hand again, almost to the point of choking her too much. "Y-yellow..."

Cordelia's hand instantly let go. "Are you okay?" she asked worriedly.

Misty nodded softly. "Yes," she said. She let out a sigh in frustration when she bucked her hips again.

"What's wrong?" Cordelia asked as she raised a brow.

"Um..." Misty hesitated.

"Tell me, Misty. Did I hurt you?"

"No. I-I'm havin' a hard time... gettin' close... i-it's easier when you spank me." She murmured shyly. As she looked back up at Cordelia, she could see something knew behind her eyes, something she didn't quite understand yet.

"I don't want to spank you much more... I don't think you can handle it."

"I-I don't either..." Misty admitted. She whined when Miss Goode's hand left her neck.

The blonde rolled her eyes before lightly slapping Misty's cheek. "Stop whining, or I won't do what I want."

Misty moaned softly as she felt the soft sting on her cheek. "Wh-what do ya want to do?" she asked.

"Take you home with me," Goode said before she got up from the bed.