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Without further ado..STORY!
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Three days had passed since the incident with Regina and Emma. Emma had done her best to forget what had happened. However, any time she sat down she was sharply reminded. As a result she got very little sleep and was cranky most of the time. David and Mary Margaret chalked this up to mourning for Neal or, at least they did when they were not busy looking after their new son. Hook, however, figured it was something more than that.
"Come on Swan, what's eating at you?" Hook said as they sat at Granny's. Emma was sipping on a coffee, looking bleary eyed.
They had attempted to have a thing together, but came to the realization that they were better off just as friends. Not that the realization stopped Killian from flirting with Emma shamelessly.
"Drop it or I'll make sure you have an eye patch to go with that hook," Emma grumbled.
Hook looked momentarily confused, but then Ruby sauntered up to them, a large smirk pasted on her face.
"Poor Emma is having issues of a romantic kind," Ruby said, sighing as she poured both Hook and Emma another cup of coffee.
Emma shot the wolf a glare.
She had told Ruby what had happened with Regina. She altered a couple of details such as the spanking, and left out the whole humiliating wetting her pants angle, but instead, focused on her confused feelings and not so new found attraction. Emma didn't really seek advice, more of a sounding board to air out how she was feeling.
Ruby, whom Emma had confided in before, took the information in stride. While she had loyalty to Snow and Charming, she also knew something about getting second chances. She had seen the way that Regina fought to protect the town, and the fierce passion for which she loved her son. Ruby figured that even someone who had been so cruel deserved a second chance. After all, Regina never ate anyone. Besides the she-wolf had also seen some of the heated looks Regina had given to Emma, and she figured you would have to be completely blind or completely clueless not to know the feelings were returned. Ruby just wondered if Regina had worked out her own feelings yet.
Ruby wasn't stupid. She could tell Emma was leaving out some details, and she was ok with that. She knew from firsthand experience sometimes it took awhile to talk about what was going on. Ruby figured once Emma had it all sorted out; she would hear the whole story.
"Never trust a wolf in cheap ass clothing," Emma mumbled and grabbed the coffee.
Ruby mocked offense, "I'll have you know this skirt cost me half a paycheck."
"As interesting as this conversation is," Hook interrupted," I am sorry to say I am much more interested in Swan's tale of heartache."
Hook smiled at Emma, "So who is the poor bastard?"
About that time said poor bastard made her way into the restaurant, while she had slept more than Emma these past few days, her dreams had been particularly vivid and had afforded little in the way of actual rest. She was irritable, and for once was glad Henry was not around. She was afraid she would be short with him. Emma's head snapped up at the familiar beat of the heels on the floor. The blond just as quickly bowed her head, as Regina approached. She made a great study of her coffee, as Regina stepped beside her to order a salad.
Regina felt Emma's presence. However, she kept herself in check. She used a lifetime of concealing her true thoughts, and kept her face a perfect blank mask. Emma was having a harder time of it. She didn't feel nearly as calm and collected. She wanted to get Regina's attention, to make the brunette talk to her. She just wasn't sure how.
Suddenly, she got an idea. She turned back towards Hook, and smiled at him, before gesturing with her hand, and knocking the hot cup of coffee off the bar. The cup clattered smashed at Regina's feet. Regina stepped back, hissing a little as some of the hot liquid splashed onto her.
"Ms. Swan!" Regina said in exasperation. She narrowed her eyes at the brief look of victory in Emma's hazel eyes.
"Sorry Regina!" Emma said, sounding anything, but apologetic, "Let me help!"
"Thank you but you have done quite enough for one day," Regina growled and stalked out of the diner.
Hook watched the former queen's retreating back and chuckled.
"What was that for, Ducks? Did the evil queen piss in your porridge this morning?" The pirate asked.
"No! I just..."Emma was saved by her phone vibrating. She looked down at it and gave a bright smile of triumph. Hook noticed it had a message from someone Emma had named Jose' Jalapeno. He gave Emma an indignant look as she pulled her phone away from his view, before he could read the message.
"I never knew the Enchanted Forrest had talking vegetables in it," Hook said amused.
"Huh?" Emma said gathering her things.
He gestured to her phone.
"Oh that," Emma blushed, "It's a phrase a couple of my co-workers and I coined when I was a bail bondsman. It means the person is incredibly hot, but has a stick up their ass. It's kinda a non-enchanted joke."
She smiled at Ruby, and rushed out the door.
"Great," Ruby said," Now I'm stuck cleaning up the mess."
The wolf grumbled about over sexed saviors; as she delicately began to pick up the pieces of the cup.
"Yes, Swan did seem distracted, didn't she?" Hook said watching after the woman.
Emma unaware of the conversation that was taking place about her looked at her phone, and felt butterflies in her stomach. She should really change the moniker, but not right now. The message had three words on it. "My office. Now." Emma swallowed as she went into city hall. She felt both nervous and excited all at once. She climbed the stairs and took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come in Ms. Swan," a cool voice greeted her.
Emma tried to steady her hammering heart and walked inside.
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"What was the meaning of that Ms. Swan?" The mayor snapped out.
Emma looked confused.
Regina growled. She stalked up to Emma standing mere inches away from the blond.
"Do not play games with me Emma. You are not stupid, and I am not so naive as to think that your natural clumsiness overturned that mug. You did it on purpose. Why?" Regina snarled out. The elegant words sounding like a whip crack against Emma's ears.
Emma shifted from foot to foot. She didn't know why Regina made her so nervous.
"I don't-I mean-,"Emma said, her words trailing off.
She took a deep breath.
"Look I don't know what's wrong, alright! I just well, I want what you did earlier!" Emma blurted out.
The air around the pair became charged. Regina's eyes darkened as her pupils dilated, her full lips parted, and her eyes roamed over Emma's body with a look both predatory and possessive.
"And what was that Ms. Swan?" Regina purred knowing perfectly well what Emma wanted. If she was being honest with herself, she was just as eager to give it to Emma. However, Regina imagined that she had much more experience in this field than Emma did. She knew how to keep her feelings on a tight leash.
Emma looked at Regina with wide green eyes, "Regina...Ma'am...please...spank me."
An eternity seemed to pass between the two of them. Finally, Regina to a step forward, closing the inches between her and Emma, wrapping her arm around the blonde; she waved her hand they disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke.
They reappeared in Regina's house just outside the door to her study.
"Enter freely of your own will, Emma," Regina said, her voice cool.
Emma walked in past her, aware that Regina's eyes were on her the whole time. Regina closed the door and bolted it.
She cast a dismissive look at Emma.
"Here we are again Ms. Swan. It seems as if your request from our wager has...enacted some sort of emotion within you. A need for discipline?"
Emma thought for a moment about what Regina was saying. She didn't understand why exactly she wanted Regina to spank her, but she knew that she needed it.
"Yes Ma'am," Emma said. The word Ma'am felt odd on Emma's lips. Ma'am was something she would call Granny, it was hardly fitting for Regina.
Regina sensed Emma's trouble and smiled.
"In here, Emma you will address me as Milady or Your Majesty," Regina said.
"Yes Milady, "Emma said wondering if Regina would get off on the power trip.
"Good girl," Regina growled.
She waved her hand and Emma was stood naked before her. The blond wrapped her arms tightly around herself. Regina noted this with a feeling of displeasure.
Regina began to move around Emma in slow predatory circles.
"From now on when you feel the need Emma, you will come here and I will give you the punishment you both deserve and crave. However, if this is what you want of me, you will enter this study with no panties on. The moment you cross this threshold you will remove all your clothing, and place them neatly in that chair," Regina said gesturing to nearby chair, "Do you understand?"
"Yes, Milady," Emma said.
Regina sauntered over to a couch, and sat down. Emma waited till Regina nodded towards her, and then advanced slowly towards the queen, her eyes downcast. Regina bent Emma over her knees, and raised her hand back and swung.
Emma yelped at the sharp stinging feeling.
"You were very bad to spill your coffee on me. What kind of woman spills coffee on the mayor in hopes of getting her to spank your bare ass? Hmm, Emma?" Regina said slamming her hand down again. She was careful to spread the spanks out across Emma's entire rear, that way the girl would find no relief later when she sat down.
Emma moaned her answer, and felt herself begin to grow wet.
"I know what kind of woman does that Emma, and I think you do to, a slut? Is that what you are Emma, are you a slut, who has spent all her time thinking of ways to get the queen's hand on your ass?" Regina question, her voice as casual as if she were inquiring about the weather.
Emma groaned, the pain flaming from her ass to her core. She wondered if she was staining Regina's skirt. After a few more blows, she ceased caring, and just allowed herself to feel blow Regina's hand landed on her flesh. Once again with nothing but the sound of their intermingled heavy breathing and the rhythmic sound of flesh hitting flesh, Emma felt her barriers being stripped away, and felt the fire radiating over her, and inside her. She broke. She lay against Regina's legs sobbing quietly.
Regina, while not able to read Emma's mind, was an excellent reader of the blonde's body language especially in this situation. She felt the tension coil in Emma, and then felt it break and felt Emma's body go limp against her legs, save for the soft sobs that shook her frame. Regina didn't know what demons plagued the Savior, but it seemed like, at least for the time, they were silenced.
Regina sighed and went to stand up. She felt something grasping at her skirt and looked down to see Emma's hand clinging tightly to it, a silent plea.
Contrary to what most people believed, Regina was not an asshole. She was just afraid of being hurt, and kinda bitter. Years of living with her mother, and then with Leopold had taught her to build up walls. Revenge had consumed her till she was a twisted thing. Her salvation had come in the form of Henry. He had helped peel away the layers, and make her understand what it was to be human again, and in him she found a perfect unselfish love. Still human's come with flaws, and while she could be tender with Henry she found it hard to let the rest of the world in. The previous dalliances with Robin had not helped this demeanor any.
However, when she felt Emma's hand clutching at her skirt, something within her responded to the silent plea. She recalled years ago being left in the same situation, standing at a precipice with no way to come down. Last time she spanked Emma may have been to settle a wager, but this time Emma was her responsibility. Regina knew that if she wasn't prepared to handle that responsibility, then she shouldn't have begun to play.
Normally aftercare would be gentle works of love, a reconnection, however Regina wanted none of these things with or from Emma, at least she would not admit those feelings to herself. So she took the most direct route.
Running her hand over Emma's sweat slicked back and down her red hot ass, Regina's slim fingers found their way between Emma's legs, which had parted at some point during the session. Regina smirked, and wondered who Emma had played with before. She ran her fingers over Emma's slick quim, and then found Emma's swollen nub, and began to expertly manipulate it till the blonde's sobs where mixed with gasps of pleasure, and then a long low moan of Regina's name as Emma collapsed against her.
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Emma came awake eyes wide, confused as to where she was. As she got her bearings, she noticed Regina in a chair close to the fire place reading. Memories of earlier flooded Emma's mind and she felt a blush creep across her face. Especially when she remembered the brunette's fingers working magic on her clit. She sat up, clutching the deep burgundy blanket around her, well aware of her nakedness.
Regina was aware the moment Emma stirred. She remained quiet and allowed Emma to get her bearings.
Emma shifted and felt the pain in her ass, and looked up at the clock on the mantle.
"Shit," She murmured. It was well into the afternoon. She was supposed to have just stepped out for lunch. David would be wondering where she had been.
"Erm, Re-Milady...I have to go," Emma said the tilt in last word making more of a question than Emma realized.
Regina smirked inwardly, noting with some satisfaction that Emma was still feeling submissive towards her. It pleased her in a way that she decided it was best not to think about.
Regina nodded, not standing up.
"Very well feel free to return her when you need me. I have placed a ward on the house that will alert me as to when you are seeking entrance," She said.
"I can't believe you didn't do that sooner," Emma said in amusement and disbelief.
Regina made a noncommittal noise.
"Oh, do you, like, want I don't know erm..." Emma said standing in front of Regina shifting from foot to foot. She had begun to bite her lower lip felt the nervousness swell in her.
Regina looked up from her book, and her brows furrowed. She was having a hard time making sense of Emma's awkward babbling.
"Look you did all that for me, do you, I don't know, want something?"
A small smile graced Regina's features.
"No thank you Dear, I'm fine," Regina said in a dismissive tone, feeling the swollen ache between her legs, and went back to her book.
"Ok well then I'll get out of your hair," Emma said and threw her clothes on. Trying to will the blush out of her cheeks.
Regina didn't answer and Emma strode from the room her head down, trying to tell herself what a bad idea this was.
