Call My Name Chapter 1: Call My Name, an once upon a time fanfic

I would like to thank Laris the translation from Portuguese to English!

Call My Name

The days inside the castle were terrifying; as more Regina tried to set herself free more tied up she had gotten into that living hell her marriage was. If Daniel death's pain and the weight of being responsible for the well being of the one who helped to destroy her happiness weren't enough, the young queen was put through hours of daily torture, having her body used by the king, who didn't matter to be careful during the intercourse, just worried about his own pleasure. The queen of a big nation was reduced to nothing at her bed, just a piece of meat that the king satisfied him with while calling for another woman, since the beginning of that disastrous relationship.

Regina knew the worst part would be to give in to him; his advanced age meant nothing, but the fact he didn't love her and the circumstances that brought her into the king's bed were rather disgusting. She was grateful to all the superior forces for giving herself to her beloved Daniel before his horrifying murder. Her entire life since the marriage of convenience would be a daily torture, but at least inside her heart she would always bring the joy to give in her virginity to her true and only love.

Night after night Leopold used to go at Regina's bedroom and without any gesture of kindness, the king took his queen; everything always happened in the same way. The sweet lady, wearing a beautiful nightgown as white as the purity of her heart, felt her husband's beard brushing her breasts, and his cold hands molesting her sex. Some minutes after the king put himself between the queen's thighs, without any care or at least any gesture of affection, he invaded her sex deeply and rudely; his strong and deep thrusts ripped tears of pain, sadness and shame of the poor lady, but the worst was to hear Leopold calling the name of his dead wife when he was about to come; to say loudly how much he loved the Queen Eva, and that no other woman would ever be like her. It was too much.

The brunette always believed that marriages were made of love and respect, two things that her husband didn't have for her. The kind and fair Leopold wasn't anything more than a disgusting bastard after all, who found in the second marriage the great opportunity to have a babysitter to his despicable daughter, an exclusive luxury prostitute and a beautiful envy queen to the eyes of the people and the noble. For long years Regina endured humiliation after humiliation; in a stormy night, which lightning and thunders crossed the sky, spreading the fear through the entire kingdom, the queen decided to show she wasn't a personal object to the king's use, and that even she knew that wouldn't never have love between them, the king should have at least to respect her, and have the conscience that the woman who he was with wasn't his dead wife, but a poor woman who deserved all her husband's respect and a good dose of kindness when fulfilling her wife's duties.

In that night the king's mood was terrible; some failed business let him furious, and to forget the old men got drunk. After hours drinking, he went to the queen's bedroom e without giving her time to wake up from her sleep; he just opened his pants and penetrated violently the almost unconscious lady. The pain which tore her apart was terrible; the tears once more wet the young and pretty face of the queen. The thrusts always strong and deeper that made her bleed were getting faster; when the brunette heard Eva's name, she lost all her self-control, nailing his nude chest. He screamed in pain, slapping her in the face.

"How dare you to hurt your king? Who do you think you are?"

"I am the woman who you married with, and kept humiliating day after day, for years. I am your queen, and the person who takes care of your precious daughter. You own me respect, and I will have it whatever it takes."

Rape Me -Nirvana

Rape me, rape me my friend

Rape me, rape me again

I'm not the only one yeah

I'm not the only one

Hate me, do it and do it again

waste me, Rape me my friend

I'm not the only one yeah

I'm not the only one

My favourite inside of source

I'll kiss your open sores

appreciate your concern

you gonna stink and burn

Rape me, rape me my friend

Rape me, rape me again

I'm not the only one yeah

I'm not the only one

Rape me

In that exact moment the thunder got stronger and the wind seemed to want to take the real bedroom's windows down. The thunders echoed like never before, and the thunderbolts seemed to dance inside that room; when the louder thunder echoed that night, Regina, taken by a huge force turned up above Leopold, who was still erect and pulsating inside of her, slammed his face, cutting his wrists with her sharpened nails. The surprised king tried to rise, ripping the queen's nightgown, leaving her breasts exposed; then he sucked each one of them furiously, while Regina moved slowly in a tortuous ride on her husband's member.

"Say my name…" Regina ordered in an evil voice.

"COME ON, SAY MY NAME!" the Queen was screaming, scratching the king's back till feel his noble blood on her nails.

"Say it Leopold, you own me this. Say my name; you know very well who you are screwing with. I'm not a whore you took on the road, come on, say my name, NOW…"

The king was almost coming such was the surprise of that unexpected surprise. He would never expect anything like that from the young and delicate Amazon who had rescued his precious daughter. Each movement of that woman, each time his body was hurt by the claws of the young queen, a unique pleasure invaded the old king, and almost without strength he attended the queen's order.

"Re-gin… na." the king whispered.

"Louder, I didn't hear it." The queen commanded between locked teethes, looking at the man in front of her, feeling a mix of disgusting, hate and satisfaction.

"Regina, Reginaaa." Repeated the king, almost exploding of pleasure.

"You can do better. I want to hear you scream, from the top of your lungs."

"REGINAAAAAAA!" Yelled the king, and then he collapsed in a deep and intense enjoyment.

Sometime after, Regina got out of him, turning at her side of bed, feeling dirt, shivering on disgust of everything she did that night, but it was possible to avoid of being rape almost every night by the king. At least she would be honored with her conscience of Leopold knowing who he was with at the moment of the sex. That it was her, not a ghost from so many years. From that night she would turn her Calvary in a way to show the king who was the boss from now on.