The women went through a door just off the kitchen area and down a flight of stairs just beyond. Following her friend, Emma took the dark corridor slowly. The platform heels she chose were close to 4 inches, which were much taller than she was used to. The bottom of the stairs opened into a spacious room painted in blood red; it smelled of jasmine and leather. Along the left wall, there was an equipment rack filled with every toy Emma could ever imagine, and several she didn't quite recognize. There was a tall gurney type table with buckles and straps attached at each of the corners, next to the toy rack.
The back wall was littered with eye loops drilled into the cement blocks that made up the wall, and a tall rack held an assortment of rope and chains hanging neatly on the side. In one corner there was a large wooden X-Cross with red leather padding at the tips. The other corner there was a red leather covered horse bench, complete with metal eye loops drilled into the sides. Emma's mind reeled at the idea of the Queen strapped to that device; her excitement quickly turned to jealousy as she envisioned Ruby fucking her feisty little Mayor on it.
Along the wall next to the stairs was, of course, a swing rig, because what kinky dungeon would be complete without one? Emma had seen many videos online using that device, and she wondered what the hell she would ever do to Regina in that thing. Lining the center of the side wall, there was a large bed with black satin sheets and a small almost bare figure kneeling next to it with her back towards the stairs.
The dark black leather body harness showed much of the woman's pale skin. Her ass was visible except for a thick strip of lace that made her thong, and it was in a word, miraculous. The wispy brown bob was unmistakably Regina, and Emma lost her breath.
The submissive posture of the woman alone made Emma's core burn, and they hadn't done anything yet. She suddenly felt panic at the prospect of being denied.
What if Regina decided not to go through with this after finding out the training was with Emma; the possibility of rejection was quite high, and she felt the surge of adrenaline as she continued to walk towards the brunette on shaky legs.
"How is my lovely pet today?" Ruby's voice took instant command, "It's been quite a while since you've come to see me, but we'll discuss what we are doing about that a little later. I have someone I want you to meet; however, I'm aware you are both familiar."
Emma stilled her features and donned her best unimpressed look, trying desperately to look the part she wanted to play. Regina's head turned, and brown eyes widened with recognition, her cheeks flushed beet red, but she didn't say a word. She dropped her gaze and looked like she was in shock.
In hopes she could convince Regina she was safe, Emma asked, "Rubes, can you uh, give us a minute?"
"Sure, Miss Swan." Ruby turned and ascended the stairs to the main floor.
Emma walked over to the bed and sat down next to the kneeling Queen and tried to get a handle on her raging desire. She saw a tear escape from the brunette's eyes, and she gently wiped it away with a caress of her thumb. "Hey, look, I'm not here to do anything to harm you. Here, we are not the Mayor or the Sheriff, okay?"
Regina regained control over her emotions and cleared her throat, "I knew this was a bad idea when Miss Lucas proposed it." Her long lashes fluttered down onto her cheeks as she closed her eyes. "Why did it have to be you?" She sighed and shook her head slightly. "W-why are you here, M-Miss Swan?" She tightened her jaw and prepared for the worst.
"I'm here to learn, and Rubes said you are the best. It would be my honor if you would help teach me," Emma replied quietly.
"Miss told you that?" The look of hope in those dark pools touched Emma deep inside, and she nodded her response.
"You can never tell anyone about this, Emma, I mean it."
Hope easily turned to fear in the dark woman's eyes, and Emma reached out and cupped her cheek before she spoke. "The playpen is a safe place; I would never." That seemed to calm the Mayor a bit, and she started to fidget a little, and Emma withdrew her hand.
"Did you know? I mean, that today was… I mean, did you know it was me?" Regina asked, looking down at her hands clasped in her lap.
Emma chuckled, "No. Ruby told me when we got here."
"And you still came down here?" Regina questioned, eyeing her suspiciously.
"Well, Rubes kinda knew I had a thing… for uh… mayors… so she was all cloak and daggers about it."
"You have a thing for mayors?" Regina smirked at Emma's discomfort.
"Well, a mayor, specifically," Emma mumbled and looked away from the scrutinizing stare of those dark eyes. "You have this way about you that's infuriatingly sexy. In a you're such a brat, in need of a spanking kind of way."
Regina's small smile grew, and Emma's chest and cheeks flushed with heat at the thought of turning the brunette over her knee.
"So are we good?" Emma asked, hopefully.
"I think we are, Emma," Regina replied.
Emma, emboldened by the Mayor's acceptance, ran her fingers through Regina's hair and grabbed a fist full of the dark locks, pulling her head back to look at Emma before she leaned in and whispered, "It's Miss Swan, brat."
Regina's breath caught in her throat as her excitement level skyrocketed, and she whispered, "Yes, Miss Swan."
"Good girl," Emma said with as little emotion as she could suppress, feeling much more comfortable in her new found role.
Emma left the Mayor to go retrieve Ruby from upstairs, and she could feel those dark eyes on her every step of the way.
"You guys sort your shit?" Rubes asked, hopefully. Emma nodded. "Great. Let's start."
Emma and Ruby went back downstairs, this time Emma led the way, feeling much more confident.