Authors note: Just a short chapter. ;)
"Reeeegginnna."
Regina was awoken by the man, who was saying her name in a sing song voice.
He gently shook her shoulders.
"Sleeping beauty." He grinned. "Sorry, that was ironic."
Regina rolled her eyes at his childish remark. "What do you want?"
"Oh, I just wanted to say, that I'm going to have to run to the store for a little while. I'll be back in an hour, darling. Then we can have some fun."
Regina felt a cold shiver run down her spine.
He grabbed her chin and gave her a sloppy kiss. He trailed his hands lower and squeezed her breasts. "Did you need something?"
Regina remained silent and gave him a cold stare.
"Alright." He shrugged and got off the bed. "Let's get these off, shall we." He said while he pointed at the cuffs that bound Regina's ankles.
The man grabbed the key from his pocket and unlocked the cuffs. He got up again and blew her a hand kiss. "See you soon, my Queen."
Regina heard a clink sound when he locked the door behind him.
She immediately tried to jerk the cuffs open, only to feel stabbing pain when the not-yet-healed flesh was ripped open once again.
After 10 minutes of jerking she was still no where closer to escaping.
So this is it, I'm going to die in here...
Regina felt a lonely tear escape and roll down her cheek.
...
Regina had spent the last hour sitting on the bed and staring blankly into space. She heard her neck crack from being too long in the same position when she moved her head to look at the door.
The door was slowly pushed open and the man stepped into the room, carrying a white shopping bag from the pharmacy. So they were still in Storybrooke...
"Hello, darling." He smiled.
He shifted the mask further over his head, leaving only his eyes and mouth uncovered.
Regina looked at him with an emotionless expression. "What do you want from me?"
His smile vanished. "Well, I want to make you pay of course, for what you did to me."
She snorted. "Well, maybe it's easier if you would just tell me what I've supposedly done to you."
He put the bag down and sat down on the bed. "You'll know soon enough, darling."
He stood up again and held her ankles still so he could cuff them to the bed again. He stroked her thigh gently. "God, you're beautiful. We're going to have so much fun."
Regina swallowed the bile that rose in her throat. "Get. Your. Filthy. Hands. Off. Of. Me." She practically growled.
The man chuckled. "There's the fire that I like so much." His hand moved from her thigh up to her panties. Regina sucked in a deep breath, feeling dread fill her stomach for what was to come.
He hand moved away and he bent down to grab the bag. "I bought a few things that I think we will enjoy." He turned the bag upside down and dropped the content on the bed.
Regina stared at it with a nauseated expression. He bought lube, a small whip, a knife, duck tape, nipple clamps and some other stuff that Regina had never used.
He moved and leaned over her shivering body. "Let's get the party started." He grinned.
Regina let out a soft whimper when his lips made contact with her neck. "Don't."
He looked up and grinned at her. "Oh, come on Your Majesty. This must be familiar for you, if I remember correctly it happened with the King a lot, didn't it?"
Regina let out a soft gasp. "How do you know about that?"
"You'll know soon enough." He said while he slipped his hands behind her back and unhooked her bra.
Regina let out another whimper. "Please don't."
He raised his eyebrows. "Did you just beg? Not very queenly, isn't it?"
"Just, don't" was Regina only response, though it wasn't helping. He took off her bra and threw it carelessly to the floor.
Regina wanted to cover her breasts but she couldn't move her hands. He licked his lips and stared at Regina's firm, round breasts. "You truly are magnificent."
His hands wandered lower until they stopped at the rim of her panties. He hooked his calloused thumbs in her panties and pulled the panties and stockings down her legs.
He stared lustfully at her naked body. "I'm going to enjoy taking you."
Regina felt hot tears filling her eyes.
He wiped a stray tear from her cheek. "Don't cry, darling."
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