Author's Note: I do not own Once Upon a Time or its characters. Just a fan

Emma has just laid down on her bed to sleep. Henry was out camping with her dad and she had the place to herself. All she wanted to do was sleep to she closed her eyes.

She wasn't sure how long she slept but she heard clicking noise and woke to find her hands cuffed to the head board. She now knew what the clicking noise was, it was her cuffs locking.

The sound of laughter brought her attention to the door.

"Regina, what the hell are you doing here?"

"I am here to have some fun," she said approaching and Emma couldn't help but notice she was wearing a silk robe, but she couldn't tell if she had anything underneath.

"Admiring the view Miss Swan?"

"What? No. Uncuff me."

"Now, now Miss Swan, we're alone here, you can admit it. It's not like I haven't noticed how you look at me. At the last council meeting I purposely wore that grey skirt that is sinfully short. When I crossed and uncrossed my legs, your eyes were on one place."

She reached the bed and pulled back the blankets revealing Emma's tank top and boy shorts. She ran her hand up Emma's leg.

"Don't touch me," she said moving her leg and trying to kick Regina, who merely waved her hand and ropes appeared to bind her legs down.

"I will touch you if I want. I have laid claim to you. From this moment on, you belong to no one else but me. Do I make myself clear?" she asked using her fingernail to run up her toned stomach and ended in between her breasts.

Emma felt like her head was cloudy and she was unsure what to do.

Regina climbed up on her, straddling each side and when she sat down on her, Emma knew at the very least she wasn't wearing panties. Her breath caught a little at the feel of her skin.

Regina bent down and kissed her – and Emma welcomed it and returned it trying to follow Regina back up when she broke it off, but Emma's position prevented her from moving much.

"That's better my dear," Regina said. "Now, I am afraid I must be going."

"What? Why? I thought …"

"You thought what? Oh you thought tonight you would get to experience this? No Miss Swan, you aren't ready yet. When I finally take you I want it to be because you want it to much you will be willing to beg me for it. You will worship me until I tell you to stop."

Emma wanted to say she was already there, but didn't. Regina bent down for one more kiss and Emma felt sleepy all of a sudden and closed her eyes.

When Emma woke to the sound of her alarm the next day, she remembered the encounter clearly. Yet, there was no proof it happened. Her cuffs were no where near the bedroom, there were no ligature marks on her wrists or legs.

The only proof she had was in her mind, and she realized it could have been a dream.

But how would she find out?