AN: I'm Drunk Okay? Don't judge! :P
This one is about Emma falling through the portal in the promo and seeing Regina in EQ outfit...and you know a sex dungeon thing.
Kneel Before The Queen
Emma winced after Hook stepped on her foot...again. How the hell were they supposed to blend in if she looked like someone was putting a chainsaw to her foot? Any moment now and there would be blood on the floor and someone would scream bloody murder.
She tried to ignore the pain and looked around trying to find her parents or someone she could recognize. She wondered why the hell did these things happened to her? Was it punishment for saying she would take Henry back to New York?
Yes, she should have talked to Regina, she should have talked to Henry...because he remembered now. How could she think about taking him away from the mother he remembered now? When she got back home she would beg Regina forgiveness, she would even get on her knees!
But seriously of all the punishments in the world... time travel and crazy things that made no sense and TWO FUCKING HOOKS!? And fuck her foot... "Could you fucking stop trying to break my foot?" She hissed at the prince-ish version of Hook she was dancing with. "I've never danced this thing and I'm not trying to cripple you!"
Hook or whoever the hell he was looked at Emma apologetically. "Sorry M'Lady but I'm overwhelmed by your beau-
"NO. Not you too! I'm done with this shit." The blonde said in denial. What the hell was it with all the damn man not related to her wanting in her pants? Seriously... She needed to find a way back to Storybrooke ASAP. She had enough of this place after the first five minutes! And it wasn't like she could call Regina for hel-
The doors of the ballroom slammed open suddenly. Everyone turned to face the person standing in the door way...
Oh my God... Boobs...I mean Regina!
No. Not Regina...The Evil Queen™ and her boobs...
Emma watched as the Queen sassed everyone and insulted Snow...and how the hell could someone look so good...? She gulped trying to keep her eyes on Regina's face an- "Fucking SHIT HOOK! MY DAMN FOOT!" They weren't even dancing anymore! Oh God she was sure it was broken now! Why she ought to kick his...
Emma trailed off, eyes widening when she realized everyone was staring at her...even The Evil Queen™.
Shit.
She locked eyes with Regina and shrugged sheepishly. "Hi."
The Queen narrowed her eyes and looked at the girl up and down. She heard a door close and turned around to see Snow and her Sheep lover had escaped. She could feel the vein on her forehead throb. Looking back at the blonde she growled. "You made me lose them! Men, arrest her!"
When Emma woke up again she found herself in a cell chained up to a wall...and holy shit was this where they put all prisoners in this world? She gaped at all the instrument around her...no wonder there were criminals in this world, she'd be one too if it got her here...
oohhh there were the boobs again...
Emma stared and stared and licked her lips and then someone cleared their throat. The blonde looked up and Oh God it was Regina again! And she changed clothes again... and Emma whimpered because boobies...
Emma was sure she would start drooling soon. If she ever made it home maybe she'd try to convince Regina to try on some of those dresses...
"I'm up here dear." The Queen glared at Emma.
Emma gulped. "Sorry...you just...uhh."
The Queen rolled her eyes. "Silence."
Emma's mouth snapped shut. Oh God...her voice...what? Why? Regina didn't speak like that! If she did Emma would have jumped her when she first offered cider to her the night they met!
"Do you know how long I spent trying to find Snow White?" She asked not waiting for an answer. "No? I didn't think so. A year...I spent a year trying to get her and just when I had her in my grasp...YOU distract me!"
Emma winced at the magic crackling all around them.
"Now...that means I can execute you for treason! Anything to say about that dear?"
Emma gasped. "No! Wait I wasn't trying to help her escape." Even though she probably would have...because parents. "I'd been dancing with that man and he kept stepping on my feet and it hurt and then you were there and he did it again and my foot is broken so basically HE caused the distraction...and Oh God I can see your nipples..."
The Queen chuckled darkly and Emma was sure she just came. "Oh I know I interrogated him...there was also blood on the floor by your feet. But you still cause me to lose Snow...You're too appealing to just kill however. The Huntsman hasn't been a very good lover recently, so I think I found a good use for you."
Emma blinked. "Use?" She couldn't possibly...except Emma was chained up in a fucking sex dungeon! Oh Gods...nope. No, no, no, no, no. As fucking hot as the Queen was if something happened here, Regina would murder her! "I-I can't..." But then if she refused the Queen would murder her... But no this would one day be Henry's mom! Emma couldn't just-
Regina took off her coat.
Holy shit it wasn't a dress! Fuck. Leather, fucking tight leather straps and no panties or any sort of undies...
Regina smirked and sat on a throne in front of the blonde, her legs spread for her new pet to see her wet folds. Regina's hand trailed down her chest and abs and caressed her folds, collecting as much wetness as possible. The Queen's eyes never left her panting prisoner on the other side of the room. "Are you sure dear? You will die if you don't...besides I can tell how much you want it..."
"W-want?" No...I you'll kill me if I do... But oh how she wanted to... why couldn't her Regina be like this with her? Seductive not murderous.
"You didn't think I could feel the way you stared at me in the ballroom? Or here? Oh no...I know just how much you want to taste this." She smirked taking her wet fingers into her mouth and moaning at her own taste.
Fuck.
Emma was breathing heavily now. Her eyes fixed on the Queen's fingers in her mouth, she licked her lips imagining it was her tasting them. "Oh God..." She panted as Regina used her other hand to play with her breasts.
"This is your last chance dear...come to me willingly or I'll take you anyway and send you to your-
Whatever the Queen was going to say was interrupted when the chains snapped and and her blonde prisoner rushed towards her before she had a chance to use her magic.
The next thing she knew, the blonde had thrown Regina's legs over her shoulders and buried her face between the Queen's legs.
Emma moaned as her mouth made contact with the other woman's cunt. She grabbed the Queen's ass roughly and pulled her closer, her tongue lapping at her juices greedily.
The Queen's eyes rolled back, her hip bucking into the blonde's faces. Oh but her prisoner was wild! She had been right to keep her alive. "Mmm, yes!"
Emma licked and sucked and nibbled at Regina's lips, making the Queen moan in delight, her hands left the brunette's ass and Emma used her thumbs to spread the glistening folds apart revealing the Queen every secret to her. She traced the entrance with the tip of her tongue making Regina swear.
Regina buried her hands in the woman's hair and tried to get her closer. Emma chuckled at the action and thought why not? She wanted to feast on Regina's juices and make her scream. She didn't know if she'd find a way home, if she had to stay here there were worse things than being Regina's sex slave...and if she found a way back?
Well...she would punch the smelly thief and maybe convince Regina to make her her slave again.
And so she buried her tongue all the way into her majesty's pussy.
"Ugh..." The Queen groaned and ground her hips into the woman's face. Yes...she would be keeping this one she would...stare confusedly at the empty spot just where the prisoner had just been, pleasuring her.
Regina was nervous. If she failed with this spell Emma would very likely remain lost in the past forever. Everyone would be devastated! That's why she couldn't let anyone know what she was attempting.
She lit up the last candle and began casting the spell, she concentrated in the way Emma's magic always felt when mixing with hers. Her mind conjuring the image of the blonde...golden hair, tight jeans and boots...she could feel the magic building up until something snapped and she was thrown back, fortunately landing on the couch.
She shook her head trying to clean her vision and saw how her new white magic slowly formed into a figure...a naked figure on all fours licking the air.
"E-Emma?" Regina stared at the blonde savior...her hair a mess, her face covered in...good Gods had she been doing what she thought? "Miss Swan!" Regina exclaimed furious. She had been so worried for the woman. "I can't believe you! Henry has been crying for days while YOU had the time of your life eating up some slu-"
Emma landed on a soft carpet and looked around wildly trying to find the Queen. She couldn't stop now! She needed pussy! Who the fuck had!? And the she saw her.
Regina...
On the couch shaking, her legs slightly spread and her dress not covering much from that position. Emma could hear the woman's angry voice but her words mad no sense to the blonde. She just continued to stare at the thin fabric separating her from what she wanted.
Something snapped in her.
Just as she had with the Queen, Emma rushed towards Regina and ripped her dress skirt away.
Regina struggled when the savior ripped her dress apart. "Miss Swan! Emma what are youuuu oh God!" Her voice trailed into a moan as the crazed woman buried her tongue in her.
Her eyes rolled and she ground into Emma and the blonde felt like she was home. It didn't matte if it was in the past in front of a Queen or back in Storybrooke as long as her tongue was inside this pussy.
"Emma...oh God don't stop..." The Mayor gasped as she felt two fingers slip inside her, pumping in and out fast. The Savior's name slipping past her lips over and over.
Back in the past, a very frustrated Queen had the pirate and his twin thrown into the dungeon...NOT the sex one.
