A/N1: Warnings for this chapter! Mother/daughter incest, some blood, but not a lot, difficult feelings, and a brief scene of not-quite-consensual hetero sex. Also, we find out what Regina called out and paving the way for her to confront some of her issues.

Shout-out to Sammii16 for all the kind words!

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Regina's knees were starting to ache against the cold stone floor of her mother's bedchambers. She had been waiting dutifully for almost an hour, as she was instructed. The door slammed with a bang behind Cora as she strode to her daughter.

"Those peasants have taken away some of our precious time," she said with venom, her clothes already discarded.

"Your future husband will expect you to put your mouth to good use, and not the cheekiness you're so fond of."

With a wave of her hand, a large, veiny penis appeared on the older woman's body.

Regina refused to look at it or her mother, blankly looking down at the floor. She had suspected Cora would do something like this at some point, but she was not prepared for it.

"Regina," Cora commanded. "Look at me."

The young woman, in some regards still a child, looked at her mother with fury in her eyes. "I hate you," Regina whispered.

Cora's face softened. "I'm helping you, baby," she said tenderly. "Everything I do is in your best interest."

Regina scoffed. "Like marrying me off to a man I barely know? One old enough to be my grandfather? By making me do all these things because you never had any of it?"

Another wave of Cora's hand and Regina's voice became non-existent.

"You need to learn when to stop talking and put your mouth to better use," the older woman pointed at the eleven inch member. "I've heard Leopold is blessed, so one has to be prepared. Open your mouth."

Regina stubbornly refused, shaking her head and clamping her mouth shut.

Cora grabbed her daughter's jaw and forced her thumb into the girl's mouth, trying to pry it open. Regina bit down as hard as she could.

A sudden smack to the side of her head sent Regina sprawling to the floor, spitting a few globs of Cora's blood from her mouth. Her voice had still not been returned, but she was clearly swearing angrily.

"Darling," Cora said slowly. "This won't do. I'll just have to tie you up if you're going to continue fighting me."

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When Regina stepped out of the shower, Emma was waiting on the bed, a bowl of cereal balanced on one knee.

"Hey," the blonde greeted around her spoon.

Regina rolled her eyes at her girlfriend, pulling on a fluffy robe. "I'm going to make myself some breakfast," she drawled. "You're welcome to say you don't want any and then eat half of mine."

Emma grinned widely. "God, I love you," she lifted the bowl and drained the last of the milk, then followed Regina to the kitchen.

The older woman worked in silence, slicing fruit and making waffles while Emma simply watched. There was some tension in the air still, but not as heavy as the night before.

Finally, when both women sat with their plates, ready to eat, Emma brought it up.

"Y'know, I pegged you more for the 'daddy' type," she said quietly.

Regina stiffened. "I don't want to talk about that."

"We have to," Emma sighed. "And the sooner we do, the better."

"No."

"Regina."

The Mayor set her fork down with a huff. "So what? I cried out for my 'mommy' because I have issues, Emma. This is not new information!"

Emma reached to take Regina's hand, and when the other woman didn't pull away, she continued. "Look, I know this isn't easy for you, but I want you to be honest with me."

Regina lowered her eyes. "I'll try."

"Were you thinking about her? When you-?"

"She's always there," Regina whispered. "Every time."

They ate the rest of their breakfast in silence, not looking at the other.

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Cora had been right, Leopold was certainly blessed. Regina didn't find this out on their wedding night as she had expected she would – he was simply too drunk then to do more that brag about his beautiful young new bride to anybody who would listen.

Regina lost her virginity the next evening, when he entered her chambers carrying a bottle of wine and two goblets. Very little was said between them, and when the bottle was empty, he simply started undressing his new wife.

Regina let him, casting her mind to her days spent with Daniel, and imagining Leopold's rough hands to be those of her true love. A tear escaped as Regina realised that she never even had a chance to be intimate with the man she loved.

Leopold didn't seem to notice, too focussed on his own pleasure. To his credit, he was gentle, knowing that Regina was a virgin.

Finally, he redressed and left without another word.

Regina stared down at the sheets, now covered in her blood and his seed. She felt nauseous, the wine had given her a headache and her body was sore. Angrily, she ripped the sheets away, trying to erase what had just happened from her memory. She could hear Cora's voice in her head telling her that she did a good job at pleasing her husband. As if the only thing that mattered was his please. To an extent, Regina thought, this would be how their marriage would be. All about his pleasure, and none of her own.

As Regina called for a servant to take the soiled sheets away, a curious thought came to her. Watching the young woman rearrange her bed, Regina allowed her eyes to rake over her lithe form. Perhaps she could have some pleasure after all.

A/N2: Phwew! What did ya'll think? Leave me a review, pretty please? I'm becoming fascinated by this backstory I've built for Regina, and I doubt I'll be giving Emma the same amount of attention. Perhaps later, once Regina's full story has been revealed ('cause believe me, this isn't even half of it!) we can look at Emma's past. Next chapter will be a lighter one, with Henry's birthday party and some fluffy family times. As fluffy as it can with Regina in the same room as the Charmings….