Snow was banished from the court proceedings after the kidnapping of Princess Abigail. The three women spent time together, sharing stories of their travel and gossip from around the enchanted forest which mostly seemed to entertain Belle who had not traveled much before Regina had drawn her as payment from her father. But Snow felt worry as she saw the increased activities of the soldiers and the parties of Midas' messengers arrive and leave angry and frustrated.
There was once even an occasion where Regina's magically magnified voice could be heard threatening a messenger after some of Midas' soldiers had entered the kingdom. By the sound of it they were lucky to have left with their lives. Abigail looked nervous, "She ... she won't hurt people because of me."
"I ..." Snow paused. "Regina would hurt people without cause. The fact that she's avoiding it now is a sign of restraint not madness." Snow was guilty though. She's probably started a war that Regina hadn't wanted and people might die before Midas backed down. Or Regina did.
Still that evening a footman arrived shortly before dinner and informed her that the Queen required her attendance at dinner privately. She glanced at Belle and Abigail and gave them a reassuring smile.
The Evil Queen's foul mood had been impossible to miss. Still when Snow arrived, smoothing out her cream dress before she entered the dining hall she was nervous. Regina hadn't sent for her since the punishment which had ... not entirely been a punishment. The shame had eaten at the back of her mind in her spare moments. The humiliation. And the excitement she felt at both the shame and the humiliation.
Regina was sitting at the long table, food already set before her. "Come in Snow. I thought if I was going to spend my days dealing with your oncoming war I should at least break bread with my hotheaded princess."
Snow took a seat and spread a napkin in her lap. "I'm the hotheaded one?"
"I only kidnap wealthy princesses occasionally." Regina said as she began to eat.
Snow waited for the footmen to pour them wine. "Do you think there will be war?"
"Not ultimately. Midas is a practical man to a point. His pride may cause him to do something that will require me to respond... but he will stop short of war I think. He may not relent on the subject of his daughter's marriage though. He has chosen to disbelieve your report of Prince Hans' intentions."
"Are ... are you still mad at me?"
Regina smiled, "I'm always mad at you. That is the nature of our relationship. Or has a few days made you forget when we were last alone? Should I make sure the message lingers longer next time?"
Snow shifted in her seat and the Queen's grin widened. "You should know that I hold myself back with you Snow. I want you in ways I know would frighten you. I am grateful that you have given so much of your body to me so far and I do not actually want to take what you are unwilling to give."
"I appreciate that, Your Majesty." Snow glanced down.
"You so rarely call me that in private." Regina observed.
"It seemed right."
Regina nodded. "Well tonight I wanted to give you a gift I had ordered for you before you decided to play walking diplomatic incident. I have decided I am not angry enough with you to deny the gift especially has it has some practical value."
She held up her hand and a footman appeared with a long box and held it before Snow who raised an eyebrow. Regina's gifts had ranged from jewelry to sexual torture toys and she wasn't sure what could possibly be in a box that large. She opened it carefully and her breath caught.
Regina smiled, "If you insist on challenging people with pointy sticks you might as well do so with style."
"Style isn't even close to the right word," Snow said quietly as she took the exquisitely crafted bow from the box. It was beautiful without excess ornamentation. Light but with a perfect draw weight when Snow tested it.
"The bowyers of Agrabah are, I'm told, the finest in all the realms. You may be my princess but you are my bandit princess and I don't want to ignore the skills you learned through hard work and practice."
Snow smiled widely and threw her arms around Regina, who stiffened not knowing how to respond. "It's wonderful Regina thank you."
She even thought she saw a small smile from the Queen and that might have been the bigger reward. She brushed it away though quickly, "Call it selfishness. I rather like your archers shoulders and don't want you to get soft."
"Of course." Snow smiled.
She returned to her rooms that evening to be greeted by a worried Belle and Abigail. Neither woman understood the gift. They were ladies who had never had call for weapons but were gracious enough to be happy that Snow was happy. Even if both had started to share concerns about the relationship between the princess and the queen.
It was late into the evening when Snow woke. She often did still not feeling entirely safe enough to relax in the castle. She got up to get a glass of wine from the sideboard when she heard a sound in the halls. Heavy boots of soldiers who were not normally in this part of the castle and much too loud to be the evening servants. On a hunch she grabbed her new bow and quiver and slipped out into the halls.
The party of men, each in a long gray coat seemed to be looking for something and certainly did not belong in the castle. She watched them for a time before slipping into the servant's passages and bypassing them making it to Abigail's rooms before them. "Get up!" She ordered the other princess roughly. "Your intended is here to rescue you and if you'd like to avoid that fate follow me."
They slipped out of the room just before Hans and his brothers entered. The two encountered a night maid who looked terrified to see the Princesses about, Snow armed. "Find the guards and inform the queen that there are intruders in the castle."
The girl quickly hurried off and snow found a room she knew only had one entrance roughly shoving Abigail in and ordering her to stay there. She positioned herself outside with an arrow in hand. The men rounded the corner and stopped and a few of them immediately started to laugh. Hans stepped forward. "Why isn't it the bandit Snow White. Whore of the Evil Queen foolish enough to think anyone in Mysthaven would believe her word."
Snow drew her arrow.
"A step closer and I'll fire." She took aim straight at him.
"You can't fire fast enough to take us all out."
"Try me." They were right of course. But she fancied Abigail's chances better if she fought than if she let them take her. Hans took another step forward and she let fire the arrow which buried itself in his shoulder. The string of curses that came from his mouth let her know it had penetrated his thick clothing. She drew and loosed two more arrows hitting more brothers, kicking a fourth in the genitals and biting a fifth before they got a hold of her.
"Kill the bitch." Hans breathed through the pain. One of the brothers raised his sword which disappeared from his hand.
"No one gets to kill Snow White but me." The booming voice came from behind the brothers. Regina, looking like death incarnate stalked towards them, four black knights behind her.
"What are you waiting for you idiots she's just a freak," Hans shouted from the ground.
Regina rolled her eyes, "Shut up." She made a fist and his voice was taken. Another wave and the brothers were in shackles and Snow was freed. "The Princess?"
"Safe," Snow said carefully, trying not to notice that Regina's own eyes darted over her to check for injuries.
"You are bleeding."
Snow looked down to notice blood on the sleeve of her night dress. "One of them must have nicked me. I'm fine."
The Queen looked at each man, fire in her eyes. She nodded to the back knights who dragged the princes' away leaving Hans for last who she roughly yanked the arrow from his shoulder and smiled at. "We will have a lovely chat my dear."
The look of fear in his eyes as he was dragged off was enough even without his voice to know that he was terrified.
When Regina turned to Snow again though her eyes were soft. "I will deal with you first." She nodded for Snow to follow her into the room Abigail was hiding in. She was in a corner with a dagger drawn but was relieved to see who it was until she saw the blood. "You're hurt."
"I'm fine," Snow assured her.
"She's an idiot." Regina said forcing her to sit down in a chair and with the gentleness of a despotic murder she ripped Snow's sleeve from the dress so that she could see the wound. "Alcohol." She ordered from Abigail who quickly found the wine kept in the room. Regina poured some directly on the wound to clean it and examined the wound for a moment more before her fingers hovered over it warm with purple light.
Snow winced, "It stings."
"Dark magic can heal but that doesn't make it pleasant."
Abigail watched with amazement. "Take her back to her room and make sure she sleeps, Princess. I will post guards but I doubt the thirteen idiots came with backup." Regina poofed away without anymore comment or sentiment.
The next day word reached them that King Midas was coming. The entire castle was ordered to formal court and Snow, Abigail, and Belle were to dress in their finest for the visit from Abigail's father. He strutted in with soldiers of gold mail behind him. "Enough Regina. I want my daughter back."
"You know the terms I set. She is a guest of my court until you grant her the freedom to marry or not at her own will." Regina said almost bored from her throne.
"That is not your business or your right," He looked up at Snow on the dais, "I told you I don't believe your pathetic little whore."
Regina cocked her head to the side but said nothing, merely gestured with her hand as a side door opened and the thirteen princes from the Southern Isles were brought in chains. Snow winced when she saw the condition Hans was in, still bleeding from his arrow wound and now others as well, realizing that he'd been tortured that night.
"Did you send them?" Midas looked confused. "Ah, I see you didn't. Perhaps it was their idea to salvage the plan to steal your kingdom." Regina got up from her throne smiling much to brightly like a cat playing with a wounded mouse.
She walked down to where Hans was standing, "You'd think the king would be more grateful that I am saving him the indignity you had in store for him."
Hans tried to say something but nothing came out of his mouth.
"Oh yes, your voice." She waved her hand and the first thing that came out was, "Evil witch."
Regina smiled. "Yes, but it has some advantages." And to everyone's shock she reached into his chest and pulled out his heart. "Always so strange that such a little ass can have a red heart. I guess incompetence at your evil deeds has a saving grace."
Snow had never seen a heart ripped from a body before, and she could tell neither had Abigail or Belle who both looked sick. Regina for her part moved around the room like she was flitting around at tea, heart in hand before coming to Midas, "Tell the king your plan for his daughter."
Hans, unable to resist began to speak, "King George gave me a potion that would turn her to stone and another that make it look like gold. I would then announce to the kingdom that the king had gone mad after turning his daughter to gold and had to be locked away. That I would be regent until we found a way to free her from the curse."
"And what does George get out of this?"
"We were going to keep King Midas around and force him to turn things to gold for us. We promised King George enough gold to stabilize his kingdom in exchange for his diplomatic support of my rule."
Midas turned ghost white and Regina laughed. "You are a dense man but not stupid Midas. You know he can't lie while I hold his heart. Your little machinations nearly got your daughter killed and cost you your freedom. You should thank my 'whore' for your near miss."
Regina returned to her throne holding Hans' heart.
"I ... thank you." He bowed his head to Snow. "The marriage is off of course."
He gestured for Abigail to come with him, but Regina held up her hand and a black knight held his poleax in front of Abigail. "That was not my term. You must grant her the right to marry or not as she chooses. You have clearly proven incompetent at picking a good match."
He turned red and narrowed his eyes, "And you have my daughter's interests at heart?"
"Better than her father apparently. Which should tell you how far you've managed to stick your head up your own ass, Midas."
She waved her hand, "Your visit is over until you meet the terms."
He stormed off angry and once he was gone Snow looked at Regina, "What do we do with them?"
"Oh, I ransom them to the Southern Isles. Hopefully they have more to trade then dried fish." She weighed the heart in her hand. "This though I think I may send to the new Queen of Arendelle as a gift. I haven't congratulated her on her ascension yet and having his heart in hand seems like the way to keep him from trying to murder anymore young women for their thrones."
Regina put the heart in a box and ignored the look of horror on Hans' face as her knights dragged him away.
That evening there was a small celebration of the day's events and Abigail approached the Queen as she stood under her tree while the party went on inside.
"You saved my life."
"Snow saved your life. I only cleaned up the mess she caused." Regina said dismissively.
"You both saved my life," Abigail wrapped her shawl around her and stood next to the queen. "You are playing a game with her."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
Abigail rolled her eyes, "She's in love with you. I am not. I can see the game. You should stop it. You love her and the longer you do this the harder it will be to convince her of that when you want to."
The Queen gave her a long cold stare. Abigail swallowed but didn't back down.
"The affairs of my court are my business."
Abigail nodded, "And the affairs of your bed chamber even more so, Your Majesty. That doesn't make what I said any less true."
She bowed her head and left the garden to return to the party.
That evening Regina called for Snow for the first time in a tenday. As had become her custom Snow had undressed and was standing before the queen's bed when she entered. Vulnerable and ready for whatever the night's intention was.
Regina looked her over but said nothing as she pulled her into a passionate and possessive kiss. As if taking in everything at once she grabbed a handful of her hair and another of her ass before breaking the kiss. Snow smiled shyly at Regina and the queen took her hand and pulled her into her bed.
"My little princess..."
She smiled up at Regina as she play out her hair on the pillow carefully, "My Queen."
"You did a good thing when you saved Princess Abigail."
"And so did you. We make a good team."
"You ... make me feel things that are dangerous Snow. You make me feel weak and I need to have you in ways that make me feel strong." Her hand traveled over Snow's naked body.
"I understand."
"Do you?"
"You haven't threatened to kill me in a while. Not today, not tomorrow. I know what that means."
"You know I won't say it."
"I know." She nodded. It. Love. Love was weakness and the admission from Regina was too much to expect. But she was getting more than she could ever expect from Regina and for now she could live without her saying it.
"I want something from you. Have wanted it for a long time but did not want to frighten you. Do you trust me?" Regina was trailing her finger along Snow's breast, circling her nipple.
"Yes..." She breathed out.
"It may be a bit uncomfortable."
"Comfort and your bed seldom come together, Regina."
She smiled down at Snow. "I want you in all the ways a man could have you. So that for the rest of your life there will be nothing to be had of you by a man that I have not had first." She leaned down and kissed her. "You are mine after all and I should have the rights of conquest."
Snow's pulse quicken and she breathed faster. Unsure what to make of that.
"Relax and this won't hurt much at all." Regina's voice was silky and smooth and made Snow believe the lie. Regina pulled Snow's arms gently over her head and the restraints magically appeared to hold them in place. A fine silk scarf appeared and Regina tied it over her eyes, "I don't want you anticipating anything my dear."
What came next was nothing like pain. Instead Regina spent what seemed like forever kissing and stroking her body, every inch of it. She could even feel the Queen kneeling between her legs and the kisses on her inner thighs moved to her clit as Regina ran her tongue along it and used her lips to squeeze and stroke until Snow was thoroughly turned on.
She even gasped a little when Regina finally withdrew. What came next, she knew, as Regina's fingers spread her lower lips apart and eased the head of a large phallus into her. It was not the largest she had ever taken from her, but still considerable. Magically lubricated, Regina began to ease it into her while stroking her hair and whispering to her about how good and strong she was. With the blind fold on it felt like the only thing she felt was the thing impaling her and she wondered if this was what Regina had meant.
If it was she would prove to her that she could take as much as the Queen gave. When the thing was buried to the hilt in her she felt something warm... magic.
"I don't want you loosing that while we have other activities for the evening, my dear."
She realized as she squeezed on the thing that it wouldn't leave her. Not until the Queen removed her spell.
"So quiet. You took that so well, Snow." She whispered again in her ear. "Have you gotten to the point where you need something else though." The whisper was so quiet that Snow barely heard it. "I think you need something besides pleasure now. But don't worry."
Regina rolled her over onto her stomach and Snow realized the restraints were on a swivel. The dildo filling her seemed to feel bigger now as Regina repositioned her, placing a pillow under her and thus putting her ass in the air.
She hadn't even dared whisper to anyone how much the spanking had excited her. she never whispered to anyone what the Queen did to her. Made her feel.
"Are you ready my dear?"
"Ready for what?"
She could almost imagine Regina smiling down at her and not answering. She felt something very cold and slippery push itself into her... other hole and she turned bright red. She hadn't even thought of there. And when the thing ... which felt perhaps an inch and a half wide began pushing into her she let out a long pained groan. Regina kept stroking her hair as she worked. "That's right my dear. I want to make sure no man has a part of you ever that isn't already mine."
She worked slowly, and Snow shifted a bit at the invader that seemed relentless. Unlike with the first one she couldn't stop herself from groaning and even crying. It seemed to get a bit wider as it pushed in until it suddenly narrowed and her abused little hole squeezed around it holding the thing in her.
"I'm not even sure I need to use magic to make sure that stays dear. Your tight little ass isn't letting go of that." Regina laughed and turned her over again. She felt ... full... in a way she couldn't describe with the things in her. She then felt Regina's squeeze her face roughly and her mouth opened. A hard rubber... ball?... pressed between her teeth and was secured. "I like the noises you make but the visual is so lovely my little rebel princess."
Snow realized Regina was right. There was nothing that a man could have of her now that Regina hadn't. Still if she thought the evening was over she was wrong. Regina secured restraints around her feet now and they pulled her body taught.
What came next Snow couldn't figure out at first. Something warm dropped onto her stomach. Hot at first but pleasant before hardening and after a few spaced around her stomach she realized it was wax dripping from a candle.
There was something... almost reassuring about it and she tried to relax despite the thing filling her up.
That was until the first one landed on her nipple. She tried to scream out but the ball gag just made it a muffled noise. "Oh you like that dear?" Regina asked innocently. Instead of moving on to somewhere else now the drips of wax were all around her nipple until the entire sensitive area was covered. Once it was hard she moved to the other, doing the same and now knowing what was coming the noise even gagged was loud and Regina stroked her hair in order to calm her down. The candle was gone but the Queen whispered in her ear, "Your body is mine Snow. All of it in any way I see fit. You are the most beautiful creature to me in all the realms and I am never letting go."
And something, something buried under the shame and the arousal Snow was feeling was joyous at that declaration.