Bette on the other hand is bounding with energy.

“Oh baby, you’re breaking my heart” Bette jokes, poking Tina in the side.

The blonde swats her hand away, not joining in on the fun.

“Are you seriously angry? After what you put me through?” Bette says shocked.

“I’m not talking to you” Tina says standing at the breakfast bar

“Well, you just did, moron” Bette responds, feeling in a thoroughly good mood.

At that instant Tina was sliding Bette’s coffee along the counter, unfortunately the anger behind it caused the mug to move with too much momentum. Before she could stop it the coffee had left the mug and was all over Bette’s blouse, causing the brunette to jump up.

“Holy mother of shit” Tina breathes.

“You little fucker” Bette responds, quickly trying to pull the hot material away from her skin.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” Before Tina can finish, Bette walks quickly towards her, causing the blonde to back up in to the fridge. The brunette rests her hands on the hard surface either side of Tina’s head.

“T baby, the way you have behaved over the last few days, although amusing at times, was defiant and at times disrespectful. You knew that when you were doing it, and you knew that there would be punishment for your actions. And do you really think last night was about punishing you? Last night was about me getting my release after all of your incessant teasing. I have not even BEGUN to put into action what you deserve. So I recommend that you behave yourself, because you’re really not helping your case right now.” Bette looks down at her top, and then at her watch, “shit!”. She walks towards the bedroom beginning to unbutton her shirt.

Tina just stays where she is, mulling over what Bette had said. It was very true. The brunette had not laid a finger on Tina since her mum had left. She suddenly begins to wonder what Bette has in store for her.

Later that evening Tina arrives home first as usual, putting on a quick dinner. When Bette arrives home, she makes a point of being extra nice. What concerned her was the good mood Bette was in. Anyone would think that Tina had been behaving the perfect submissive over the last few days. She knew by the end of the night, she would be bent over, while Bette punished her as she saw fit.