This is my first sq fanfic, let me know how I did and about any improvements! Hopefully is not cringey

Crap crap crap crap! Emma thought to herself. It has been three weeks since Mayor Mills told her that she wasn't allowed to see Henry, not that she'd listen. She had been sneaking in at night while the queen slept in order to spend time with her son. She had been really careful about covering her tracts...until tonight.

She had left her infamous red leather jacket on the back of Henry's deck chair and there was no way she could pass it off as someone else's. She had to break in. This would be hard, being that Henry was at his friends' house for the weekend, she wouldn't have her overwatch.

But thankfully, she knew what time the Queen tended to fall didn't sleep easy last night because of worry and had an even crazier day. She was dangerously anxious and spent her time at the sheriff station planning on a way to get in without the help of Henry. Soon, 8:00 pm rolled around in no time and she hurried to clock out. She drove straight home, almost breaking the speed limit.

As soon as she got inside her room (she stayed at granny's bed n' breakfast), she rummaged through her closet and pulled out black jeans, a black tank, all black classic hightop vans, and a black beanie. Oh, and also a black leather jacket she got not too long ago as soon as she had extra money from her new job. She grabbed her cell phone, car keys, and multi-tool and slammed the front door with a bang.

She peeled out of the driveway enough to see smoke and smell burnt rubber. She slowed down considerably as she pulled onto Mifflin St. she turned her headlights off and barked discreetly a little ways from Regina's house until it was time. 11:00 rolled around in no time and she quietly got out and closed the car door. She tip-toed around the back of the house and climbed up the latter that she kept there in order to sneak into Henry's room. She unfolded the knife from her multi-tool and popped the lock to Henry's window and ducked inside. She instinctively crept over to the chair and the blood drained from her face when she realized it wasn't there.

She fought the urge to turn on the lights as she tried to console herself. It's gonna be ok, Emma thought to herself. Henry probably out it up because he knew I left it. She cut on her flashlight from her belt and went through his room carefully as she'd been trained when she was a bail bonds person. She nearly jumped out of her own skin when she heard a sultry voice behind her.

"Looking for this?" Regina asked, feigning innocence as she held Emma's jacket between her thumb and forefinger as if it were a rat.

'I-I t-thought you were sleeping ' Emma answered with her hand resting on her chest.

"Well, I'm not dear." Regina said with a deep growl, dropping the innocent act altogether

'What the hell are you doing in my house!' she practically spits out with fire.

'I'm so sorry, Regina, I had left it last night...' Emma starts, immediately regretting it.

"Why were you in my house last night?!"

"I uh-uh…"

"Miss Swan, I don't have time to give you an English lesson."

"I'm sorry, Regina." Emma said, barely above a whisper.

"Miss Swan, I'm only going to ask you one more time."

"I- I snuck in to see Henry without your permission", she said sheepishly, looking like a scolded puppy.

"...and how long has this been going on?" Regina said with a little more curiousness.

"...for a few weeks."

Regina took a deep breath and glance at the floor " I could press charges and have your job, you know " she said calmly as brown eyes shot back into green.

"Please don't!" Emma begged "I'll accept anything else but that. please! "

Regina raised a brow "anything?"

"Y-yeah" Emma replied quietly and hesitant.

"Meet me downstairs," she said turning around.

"NOW! Miss Swan" she said when she noticed Emma was not following her.

As Regina gracefully sauntered down the steps, Emma clumsily followed. When they finally made it Regina turned to look at her.

"Wait here, I'll be back."

Emma waited nervously on the couch as her palms started to sweat. She heard footsteps descend from the stairs.

Emma's heart stopped when she saw Regina in front of her holding a brown leather belt.

"What a-are you gonna do?" Emma asked, silently cursing herself for tonights non-stop stuttering.

"Oh, I thought it would be obvious by now..." Regina answered, ignoring her question and looking intently at Emma.

Regina clicked her tongue and snapped out of any muted thoughts and got to the point.

"Stand up" Emma obeyed.

"turn around"

Emma hesitated but did what she had to do in order to keep her job so she would starve or be homeless.

By now Emma had a idea of what was about to happen but found herself unable to fight. Due to her past in abusive foster homes, she learned it was always best to get it over with.

"On your knees - bend over the couch" Again Emma obeyed.

Emma was too busy trying to control her heart rate and was totally unprepared when suddenly, she heard a loud swoosh and a sharp pain shoot through her backside. She concealed her yelp by biting her lip and gripping the cushions with all her strength. However, Regina could tell and this brought a smirk to her face knowing she finally was able to let the sheriff know how much she got on her nerves.

The belt came again.

And again.

And again.

Until Emma could no longer conceal the amount of pain she was in. She started squirming, but the belt came down harder as Regina told her to keep still.

Regina reached around her and undid her belt and pants and pulled it down as well as her boxers.

Emma didn't fight it. She just shook in fear.

Regina continued with the punishment with more power.

Eventually, Emma started to protest out loud. No tears yet, but the next block could've heard her yelling.

"PLEASE STOP, PLEASE!'

"Shut up and keep still!"

That was it for Emma and she broke into a heartbreaking sob.

"Please, I'm sorrryyyy. I- I promise it won't happen...PLEASE! "

So far it has been 43 times and Regina's arm started to ache.

Wow, I'm surprised she's lasted so long, Regina thought.

When Regina reached 50, she stopped.

Emma just slowly sat back on her heels, hugged herself for comfort and cried quietly to herself.

Regina almost felt bad for her but shook it off fast.

"Pull your clothes back up...why boxers?"

"T-there comfortable *sniffle*" Emma informed, a little blush forming to her pale cheeks.

Regina couldn't help but feel bad for her and wrapped her arms around Emma and guided them on the couch with Emma on her lap.

Emma winced at the contact but quickly recovered.

"Don't cry, ok?"

"*sniffle*"

"I don't like having to do that to you. Let's just make sure that I don't have another reason to correct you like I did tonight. ok? "

Emma's tears started to slow as she nodded her head. "ok", she whispered.

Emma winced as she shuffled in Regina's lap but felt comforted once she rested hr hed in Regina's neck. She almost immediately fell asleep with Regina watching over her.

"Goodnight Emma", she lovingly whispered into the blonde's ear and sung a Spanish lullaby until she too eventually fell asleep.