Background - Cordelia is teaching a potions class and Misty gets it wrong. This results in her having a Saturday detention when all the girls are out of the Academy.
Warnings - smut, teacher x student, slight mommy kink, slight BDSM.
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Misty awoke startled as Zoe's loud alarm clock was set off. The blonde still didn't understand why people needed such contraptions. The Sun was the World clock. Not some small, ringing, headache inducing machine. Nonetheless, she rose from bed and trotted to the bathroom.
After a quick shower to freshen up, Misty began to tame her wild hair. About 10 minutes later, she was ready for the day. The young brunette walked out of the bathroom and smiled at Misty,
"Good morning Misty." Zoe cheerfully said. Misty returned the smile and her thick southern accent shone through. With a slight raspy voice, she replied "Morning Zoe."
It was no shock to everyone that Misty loved Miss Cordelia's potions class. The curly-haired blonde watched tentatively as Cordelia's skilled hands picked and mixed different herbs and spices to create such a marvellous creation. It was also no shock to everyone that Misty had a crush on Miss Cordelia. She admired the shorter blonde and the way she ran the Academy.
Zoe giggled and snapped Misty out of her day-dream. Zoe nudged her slightly and Misty drew her eye line towards the young witch. She had been day-dreaming whilst staring at Miss Cordelia's boobs. Great. Just Great.
"You have 20 minutes to repeat the same steps as me and create the same potion as me. If you get it wrong, there's no choice but Saturday detention to learn it again." Miss Cordelia's soft voice seemed to boom through the green room like it was on speaker. This was when Misty realised the due to her day-dream, she had missed a large proportion of Cordelia's demonstration.
Whilst biting her lower lip and trying to remember the last few ingredients, Misty found herself stuck. The girls weren't allowed to help one another so she knew that she had no choice but to give up, or try and gamble it. Both options were scary and Misty didn't want to take result to either. However, after much deliberation, she chose to gamble. Carefully placing the last ingredient into the flask, Cordelia walked behind Misty and smirked. "What do you think you're doing Miss Day." She asked almost quizzically. Misty just gulped audibly and let out a shaky breath. Cordelia turned to face the rest of the class and smiled. "Girls, you may be excused. Good work today. Misty, stay here please." The teacher said staring right into her light blue orbs. Fuck.
After the rest of the girls had left the room, Cordelia slowly made her way towards Misty. "Miss Day, perhaps if you had been watching my hands and listening to my words rather than staring at my breasts and being in your little wonderland, you would know what you were doing." She chuckled, amused. Misty was traumatised. Her pale cheeks flushed a deep red and she turned away from her teacher. "Yes Miss Cordelia, I'm sorry Miss Cordelia." She hurried out. Cordelia bit her bottom lip and stood behind Misty, she dragged her fingertips up the taller blonde's arms and moved close to her neck. "Already obeying orders? What a good girl."
Misty could feel her heartbeat quicken and she could feel her arousal growing. Cordelia could clearly see this and pulled back. "Saturday, 10AM, in here. Don't be late Miss Day." Cordelia smirked and then walked out of the room leaving Misty turned on and dumbfounded.
Saturday morning rolled around quite quickly. All the girls had left to go out for the day but Misty silently walked to the greenhouse. She was nervous. Cordelia made her nervous. Her mind was running at 100 miles an hour and she had so many questions. Why did Miss Cordelia react the way she did in class? What did she mean by "already obeying orders"? What did she mean when she called her a "good girl"? Misty was probably reading too much into it so without a second thought, she approached the door and opened it.
Miss Cordelia was in her usual uniform which consisted of a white sheer blouse, black high-waisted tapered trousers and small black heels. Her neck was accented by some gorgeous pearls and her face was framed by her straight, blonde hair. Misty loved how she could look so formal yet so casual at the same time. "You're so beautiful" Misty thought to herself. She watched as Miss Cordelia stopped in her tracks and turned to face her. "Why thank you darling, you're beautiful too." She said with a wink. Misty yet again, blushed like crazy.
The next 15 minutes were spent with the two women flirting, sharing light touches and slowly becoming more aroused by one another. Misty finally added the correct ingredients to the potion and Cordelia smiled smugly. "See, it's not that hard when you're not staring at your teachers breasts." She jokes light-heartedly. The taller blonde nodded quickly and moved the perfectly made potion to the side.
Cordelia watched her students every movement and decided to have some fun. Slowly, she began to rub her own thigh. She watched as Misty's breath hitched and she knew it was working. Cordelia could make others feel what she wanted them too. It was one of her many powers. The potion was long forgotten and the taller blonde turned back to her Teacher. "Wha- what are you Uhm.. doing Miss Cordelia." Misty said slowly between small moans. Cordelia just smiled at the state of the witch. "Sit on the table Miss Day."
Misty obliged and sat on the desk. Her skirt rose slightly but before she could pull it down Cordelia began to slide it up. Her warm hands grazed on Misty's pale, white skin and and the curly-haired woman shuddered. "Do I make you nervous Misty?" Cordelia whispered into her ear. Misty nodded slowly and looked at Cordelia. Their gaze never dropped. Misty slowly leant into Cordelia and was met halfway. It was nothing either woman could ever imagine. The kids was electric. It sent sparks through their veins. It sent lust to their hearts. It sent a wetness to their cores.
Cordelia smirked and pushed Misty down onto the table before straddling her. Misty whined at the contact of Cordelia on her core. Despite the fact both witches were fully clothed, the sexual tension could be cut with a knife. "Miss Cordelia...please" Misty let out a whine and Cordelia just laughed at the younger witch. The Supreme scoffed at the woman beneath her. "Thats not my name, kitten." She said in a low, seductive tone. "What's my name baby doll?" She continued. Misty shook her head, she couldn't think.
"You will call me mommy, okay kitten?" Cordelia explained and Misty simply moaned. She couldn't explain what it was about Cordelia but she knew, from the first day she met her, that they were meant to be. "Stay here and don't move" Cordelia ordered before walking over to her locked cupboard. Unlocking it with one swift motion, she quickly grabbed a pair of handcuffs. She locked the around her wrists and gripped them to the table. Using her magic, she enchanted them so that they won't move, making Misty trapped. The free blonde walked back over to her cupboard and snatched her small whip. "You're going to count for me Miss Day and if you stop then I won't let you cum." Misty eagerly nodded her head and moaned as Cordelia flipped her onto her back. Without any warning, Cordelia rose the whip and then released it with a loud crash onto Misty's ass. "1" she counted.
"4" Misty moaned
"7" The blonde panted
"17" The Curley haired woman could barely speak more than a whisper. Cordelia saw the effect this had and dipped her fingers beneath their panties to find a pool of wetness growing. Misty groaned and pleaded to be touched. "On the edge and you're only on seventeen Misty."
She understood the reference. Cordelia was making reference to a song by Fleetwood Mac. She smiled in a haze and Cordelia gave in. Two long fingers pushed into Misty's tight entrance and the student moaned loudly. Hitting her G-spot, Cordelia knew she was coming undone. She latched her mouth around Misty's clit and sucked hard. Her talented fingers drawing king strokes inside her pussy, making the walls clench slightly with every movement. Cordelia moaned at the taste of Misty against her tongue and she continued her movements.
Not long after, Misty came undone. "Fuck... YES MOMMY!" She screamed loudly. As she rode off her high, Delia unclipped the handcuffs and passionately kissed Misty. Their tongues fought for dominance and Misty pulled away first. "Congratulations kitten, you followed the rules. Next time, no staring at my breasts or detention won't be your only punishment.
Misty smirked to herself and knew that this year at Miss Robichaux's Academy would be one hell of a ride.
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A/N - Thank you for reading the first one shot in this collection! I know I'm not the best writer so please be nice! But I hope you enjoyed it and if you have any recommendations please leave them in the comments! Have a wonderful day :) - Mais💘
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