Sorry for the wait, folks. Hope you enjoy. NSFW.
"I can't let you be rough until I know you can be controlled and obedient. Do you understand?"
"Yes." She nodded, but was frowning slightly. Regina tilted her head as she regarded the disappointed princess.
"Well how about we work on that, then?" She smiled wickedly as Emma's confused expression met hers. "Come along, darling." She released Emma completely and spun around, leaving Emma to follow after.
"Where?" She asked just as Regina reached to doorway out of the bathing chamber.
The Queen turned her head back and smiled.
"To bed, of course. As I said...you need to learn some obedience."
The tingling feeling Emma had been so curious about nearly exploded in her then. Her knees suddenly felt too weak to hold her up and she was glad Regina disappeared before she could see how Emma stumbled momentarily.
She didn't know what was happening with her body now and she was thrown by the excitement growing rapidly. She moved a hand to her stomach and trailed it lower to where she was feeling the most intense. But she realized quickly that she could stop and stand there and question it...or...she could chase after the Queen and discover what it meant.
It was only a second before Emma was tearing out of the room as fast as her feet could take her.
Regina looked amused when Emma came running into her bed chamber. The girl practically skidded to a stop when she saw the expression and then quickly ducked her head in embarrassment. She tried to back away, but Regina quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.
"Be still and calm yourself." Regina ordered softly, but her tone was firm. "There is no reason for your embarrassment, do you understand me?" She waited for Emma to meet her eyes and nod. "Do you want this? Do you want me?"
Emma's eyes sharpened then, in a mixture of surprise, confusion, and excitement.
"Yes." Her tone was louder and more confident than Regina had heard in a long time.
"Why?" The Queen pressed, wanting to hear her again.
"I just...do." Emma looked confused and Regina stepped closer into her space, curiosity in her own expression.
"How do you know?" Regina studied the princess as she tried to find the right words.
"I...I have searched for you...for my entire life. I have always wanted you. Even when I didn't know you. Even when I didn't know what that meant." Emma smiled slightly. "I have yet to...fully discover what it means, exactly."
Regina's eyebrows arched instantly. She just stared at the princess as a slow smile pulled at her lips again.
"Well well well...you're just full of surprises, aren't you?" She reached out to pull Emma towards her again. "But as I said, you still need to learn obedience. Let's see if we can't reach both our goals, shall we?"
Emma's curiosity and excitement was burning in her eyes, but she fought to control herself and say calm. She refused to ruin the moment. She refused to lose her chance.
Regina released her but lifted a hand to her chin, cupping it in a firm grip.
"If you disobey me, even just once, I will send you straight to the dungeons and leave you there for a week. You won't come back in here for far, far longer. Am I clear?" She looked hard into Emma's eyes.
"Perfectly."
"Good. Now kneel." Regina instantly dropped her hand away and stepped back.
Emma only hesitated the briefest second. Only long enough for the smallest hint of warning to cross Regina's face before she dropped unceremoniously to her knees. The Queen's eyes narrowed the slightest and Emma held her breath, but then the regal woman turned away and she calmed.
"I am your Queen. It is respectful to kneel for your Queen." Regina stalked slowly around the girl, pausing behind her to touch the golden hair with her fingertips. "You may be a princess of the White Kingdom, but here, you are simply..." She paused and curled her fingers in Emma's hair, tugging her head backward. "Mine."
Emma looked up and could see the Queen behind, towering over her. She was not in pain, but she was immobile.
"Do you understand that?" Regina asked without easing her grip, keeping Emma's gaze on her.
"Yes, my Queen."
"Very good."
Releasing her, Regina moved back in front of Emma. She waited a few seconds to be sure the girl could hold herself still. She looked so anxious and ready to leap, but Regina was pleased to see her forcing herself to be patient.
The Queen generally used magic to dress and undress herself. It was a great time saver and Regina saw no need to be slow in those tasks. But now, with Emma's anxious eyes on her, Regina moved almost in slow motion.
Her fingers trailed over her corset, pausing over her breasts long enough to bring Emma's attention there, before moving to the ties on her chest and slowly pulling the knots away.
Emma's eyes were transfixed. She was locked on the Queen's hands as they moved to her shoulders next and pushed the cloth away to show the first bit of skin.
Regina felt a small smile when Emma's eyes darkened just at the sight of her shoulder. She managed to slow her movements even more as she continued to pull at the fabric.
Emma swallowed when Regina's hands ran down her neck. The dress was just barely moving off the woman, but more skin was being revealed as the dark material was pulled down just enough to reveal the top of the Queen's breasts.
Regina watched closely now. She kept her eyes on Emma's as she finally slid the top of her dress down and the smooth and flawless skin of her breasts were exposed to the young princess.
She was not disappointed as Emma's tongue came out to lick her suddenly dry lips and her throat bobbed several times as she tried to swallow. Her eyes never wavered and her gaze all but burned into the Queen's already warming skin.
She decided not to wait another second and with Emma already completely captivated, Regina dropped her dress completely, exposing herself entirely to the kneeling princess.
Emma's eyes were everywhere now, taking in every inch of the Queen. She licked at her lips several more times as her whole body started leaning forward slightly.
When her eyes dropped down lower, that was when they froze.
Her gaze was straight forward now and Regina could see the twitch in her jaw. She wanted to move. She wanted to move, badly. But then despite her anxiousness, Emma remained still and Regina smiled.
"Kiss me."
Emma finally looked up then, the surprise and then question in her gaze. The Queen lifted her wrist, the movement taking Emma's attention, and then pointed down.
"Right here."
Emma sucked in a breath. Her heart was hammering now, loud enough she was nearly embarrassed to think of the Queen hearing it.
But she had to focus. She had to obey and she was more than willing to obey her Queen right now.
Moving somewhat timidly, Emma shifted forward. She moved slowly, but in a second, she was breathing in the thick scent and her eyes closed without permission. Another breath and Emma felt lightheaded.
"Now." The Queen's voice was harsh and Emma was jerked back into the moment.
The hard look in the Queen's eyes though, did more than warn her. That tingling and exciting feeling coursing through her body just exploded and her thighs shifted closer together on their own accord.
She needed to focus though and forget her own body. Aside from not wanting to disappoint the Queen, Emma did not think she'd survive being caged for a week in this state.
Emma breathed in deep again as she finally leaned in all the way and with her eyes boring into the naked form in front of her, Emma pressed her lips to the apex of the Queen's sex.
She was not expecting the scent to be so strong, the woman's body so warm, or the wet heat so intense. Emma's lips pressed into soft flesh and when fluid coated her lips instantly, she couldn't help her tongue sliding out to taste.
A fist appeared in her hair and jerked her head back. Emma's eyes went wide as she looked to the Queen, terrified of the repercussions. She was not expecting Regina's own eyes to be closed, or her lips parted as they were. She was not expecting the thin sheen of sweat on her chest or the deep and fast breathing from the regal woman.
She was completely captivating.
"I did not...say to use your tongue yet...did I?" She asked between deep breaths, her eyes slowly opening to look upon the princess.
"I'm sorry, my Queen. Please forgive me." She knew she was begging, but she could not be sent away now. The taste of her Queen was settling on her tongue and she felt an intense need stirring within her.
She had to have another taste.
"You want to do that again, don't you?"
The princess was immediately thrown by the question. She wanted nothing more than to lick her lips again. To press her mouth to the Queen again.
"Yes, please." Again she begged, but she could not stop herself. Her worry lessened at the responding smile.
"Behave." She warned, and then to Emma's excitement, she used the tight fist in the princess's hair to guide her back in.
Emma wanted to lurch forward, but controlled herself not to pull from the Queen's grip. Not that she thought she could get free, but trying to fight anything Regina was doing would surely constitute disobedience and then...punishment.
She was surprised, but delighted when Regina pushed her all the way into her body and held her there. Emma's lips pressed to her dripping center for a few seconds, and then she felt the hold in her hair grow tighter and her face pushed harder.
"Now, do it again." The order was happily obeyed and Emma parted her lips, slipping her tongue ever so slightly out.
She barely registered the soft gasp from the Queen. The heavy scent was already nearly overwhelming, but the juice that instantly coated the tip of her tongue, made Emma's eyes roll back. Without thinking, she pressed her tongue as far as she could reach and tilted her head, moaning unconsciously when she licked up a copious amount of warm liquid.
She didn't notice the pain of the Queen's grip this time. She could only focus on her taste and how insanely overwhelming the need came to have more.
Now Emma did press herself into the Queen. Regina was forced to take a step back as the sudden movement took her by surprise, but Emma didn't notice. She only lifted her hands to the backs of Regina's thighs and buried her tongue as far into the Queen as she could reach.
A groan escaped the Queen's lips and her head lolled back. She kept her grip on Emma to help steady herself, but her knees grew weak when Emma licked all the way up her center several times in succession to lap up the fluid spilling in increasing quantities.
When Emma moaned deeply, the vibrations on Regina's clit made her shake and the muscles of her legs tighten. She was having an increasingly difficult time holding herself off because Emma did not slow. Her tongue was relentless, the girl more enthusiastic than the Queen anticipated.
Finally, the Queen couldn't take it any longer. Emma's nose was rubbing against her clit and her tongue was everywhere and in a rare loss of control, the muscles of Regina's legs quaked and she nearly fell back as an orgasm ripped through her harder than she'd experienced in years.
Emma felt the shaking begin. She felt the grip in her hair clench into a tight fist and she felt the inner muscles her tongue was thrusting deep to reach, start to contract around her.
She wasn't quite prepared for the explosion and juices that flooded from the Queen over her. If Regina wasn't holding her so closely, she may have even startled back slightly. But being unable to do so, Emma let the taste overwhelm her senses and moaned unconsciously.
She didn't notice when the Queen's grip left her hair. She was too consumed and the more of Regina she tasted, the more she wanted. She licked everywhere she could reach and drank in the Queen like it was her only life source.
"Enough." The Queen's voice was slightly strained. She looked down when Emma stayed put, burying her tongue inside again. "I said, enough!" Regina's made sure she was heard and understood that time as she roughly pulled Emma back.
Chest heaving and breaths coming labored, Emma looked up at the Queen still towering over her with dark and lustful eyes. Regina was caught in those eyes and without thought, took Emma's face in her hands and pulled her to her feet before practically smashing her lips to Emma's.
It was hard and dominating and there was little opportunity to breath, but Emma had never felt so exhilarated or alive. When Regina's tongue forced it's way past her lips, the Princess didn't care about air at all anymore. She'd happily let Regina suck the very last breath from her, as long as she could die with this feeling.
All too soon, the Queen was pulling away and Emma was trying to follow, stopped by a firm hand on her chest. Slowly and reluctantly, Emma opened her eyes to see the still intense gaze of the Queen.
"You did well." The Queen began and Emma felt a smile pulling at her own lips. "But you disobeyed." The smile dropped but before Emma got the chance to object, the Queen snapped her fingers.
Emma's vision went completely dark for a brief second before the deep purple smoke surrounding her dissipated, showing her the stone walls and steel bars of the damp and dirty dungeon.