So, let's see what happens here shall we? Some answers and the rest will follow so please be patient :)
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Previously in The Collar
"Straighten up," Greta ordered the girl standing next to her, "your mistress is coming." A nod and Belle stood to her full height, facing the door, hands behind her back as Greta had shown her.
Both girl's eyes widened as they took note of Emma's mien, this was not her slave persona. Her gaze swept over both girls as the blonde stood, hands on her hips, eyes cold and critical.
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"No more slacking, you're mine now," Emma growled, observing every minute reaction to her words as she stood in front of the younger slaves. Greta looked pleased and stayed relatively relaxed but there was an edge there -. Belle, she was anxious, nervous but not scared. Interesting.
"Use the tower room," Emma blinking, the queen appearing by her side. "It has extremely thick walls," her mistress purred, pressing against her pet's side.
"Yes, Mistress," the blonde acknowledged but felt a twinge of -. Regina frowned, feeling suddenly unsettled. "No," she changing her mind with a sniff, "use the suite in the west wing, it stands empty and is close by."
"Of course," Emma nodding, surprised by the quick change but unquestioning, relieved, the room having played such a influential part in her enslavement to the queen.
"Go, wait for her there," Regina dismissed the pups and waited until they had disappeared before beckoning her slave to follow. Emma walking by her side until they reached the ostentatious staircase that led to the private chambers of those gifted with suites inside the palace, several hallways fanning off the atrium away from the queen's own wing. The interior guard saluted as the couple passed by, silence reigning until their destination was within sight but still out of the pup's earshot.
"Put on a good show, I am curious to see your skills at work," Regina sniffed, the admittance paining her somewhat but trusting her pet not to take advantage of the situation.
"You will be watching?" Emma raised a brow, curious as to the queen's motives.
"Possibly, but I have businesses to attend to first," Regina acknowledged. "Do not disappoint me."
"No, Mistress," Emma bowed her head, startled by the hand reaching out to caress her cheek. "Do well and I have a treat for you later," Regina chuckling as she magicked herself away.
"Ok then!" Emma murmured to herself, already wonder what the queen had in mind. If it was to be anything like what happened earlier that day then- . "Focus Swan, focus," Emma sighed before approaching the ornate doors that led to the suite and entering.
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Regina returned to her own rooms, yes she had business to attend to to but of the recreational kind now that her pet was fully occupied.
"Your visitor has arrived," Braxas announced after knocking on the door to the queen's chambers. "Shall I send her in?" The queen's captain queried.
"Yes, now please," Regina requested and Braxas bowed to his queen before leaving the room.
A few minutes later another knock from the Captain as Eva was ushered in.
"My Queen," she dipped into a curtsey before waiting, hands clasped before her, to hear her queen's wishes.
"Did your father tell you why you have been summoned?" Regina queried as she took a seat in her favoured chair.
"No, My Queen. He only told me that you requested my presence, urgently," Eva replied, a little nervously Regina thought as she observed her latest toy as she stood just inside the room, Braxas having closed the heavy doors behind him.
"Come, sit. I have a matter I wish to discuss with you," Eva crossed the room and took a seat opposite her queen.
"Some cider?" The queen offering her guest who nodded.
"Yes please, that would be lovely, my Queen, I have never tasted any better." Eva graciously accepting the offer. Regina nodded and a moment later they both had full goblets of cider.
"Thank you, My Queen," Eva murmured, eyes fixed on the queen, she was nervous but also excited. After all look what had happened the last time she had been invited to the queen's rooms!
"Observe and feel free to ask questions," the queen commanded and Eva nodded, confused until the surface of the large mirror above the fireplace clouded before focusing on a scene, an intriguing scene that showed the queen's slave, Emma, standing before two young women who were on their knees, backs as straight as a soldier's as they knelt before the slave, eyes down and listening as she paced in front of them, issuing instructions.
"You may think you know what I want from you but you have no idea," Emma spoke clearly but firmly as she paced. "Yes, it pleases you, excites you even to know that you 'belong' to your mistress, that you have been chosen to please her. However, that is not how you will feel when I have finished your training." Emma paused as she stopped directly in front of the girls. "Look at me."
Two sets of eyes immediately flicking up to meet her steely glare.
"When I am done with you it won't be exciting, it won't be a privilege, it won't be a conscious thought, you will only exist to please them. That is what the best slaves achieve, they are nothing without their owners, their existence would be pointless without being able to serve. This is the level I will take you to and you will thank me for it."
Regina's brows had raised during the monologue and she was fascinated by her pet's presence, her effortless authority, it was intoxicating and she saw the pups reacting strongly to the blonde. Eyes wide as they looked up at Emma, taking in every word but also awestruck at the task they were being set. Even Greta, physically experienced as she was did not have the mental training required to achieve the goals being set and she knew it.
"Both the Queen and Mistress Red have been easy on you both to this point," Emma continued. "They have not shown you exactly how much control they have over your lives, how the smallest thing is gifted to you by their generosity." A pause as she let her words sink in. "Now, think on that and what it may entail and I will question you at the end of the session."
Emma turned away from the slaves and went to sit in one of the luxurious chairs by the high, arched window, giving her an interesting view over the barracks.
"Ah, I feel that this could get tedious," Regina chuckled, anticipating Emma's strategy. Today she would probably have them hold that position for several hours until their muscles begged for movement before releasing them for the evening meal. "Tell me what interesting things you may have heard until Emma can join us," the queen commanded and Eva, confused but enjoying the little show and the queen's company began relay the tit bits of gossip and fact that she had been privy to over recent times.
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Emma was bored but did not dismiss the young slaves until it was almost supper time.
"Dismissed. I expect you to be waiting here for me tomorrow unless your mistress requires your presence," Emma frowned as Greta opened her mouth. "I will not answer your questions or discuss these sessions with you in any way. You will receive all the instruction I deem necessary during our time together and your progress will only be discussed with your mistress. You are not relevant enough to be involved," Emma scowled, waving her hand in dismissal holding her tongue so as not to lose her temper with either slave.
"Ugh!" A grunt and the blonde let her head fall back against the chair.
"Pet, you look exhausted. Join me in my chambers, immediately," the queen's disembodied voice commanded, Emma jerking upright in her chair.
"Yes, Mistress," the slave acknowledged moving swiftly to her feet and hastening towards the queen's chambers, pausing before entering to straighten her clothing. After deeming herself fit for her mistress Emma knocked, waiting for a reply.
"Enter," Regina called out to the visitor she knew to be her slave.
"Mistress," Emma inclining her head towards the queen in greeting, eyes then falling on the queen's guest, the beautiful and intriguing faye girl, Eva. "We have a guest tonight, greetings My Lady," Emma dipped into a half bow, anticipating that the queen would not take offence at the gesture of respect shown to another of lesser station than her mistress.
"We do, but for now we require cider and you will serve us," Regina gestured towards her liquor cabinet, settling back against her chair and observing her pet. Emma feeling the queen's eyes on her as she carried out her task, relaxed in her movements but honestly a little pent up from a rather exhausting session with the young slaves and curious as to why Eva had been asked to join the queen. Although, inhaling discreetly the slave detected a hint of the relaxant the queen often employed in the smoke from the fire, probably in the cider too, hinting at several possibilities
Emma finished serving both women a goblet of cider before taking her ever familiar position by the queen's side. Regina idly playing with her pet's collar, the light tugs causing the slave's aura to spike delectably and the blonde to shift almost undetectably by her side. It had been a long day, only hours since Regina had last received relief from her pent-up arousal but it was becoming harder to ignore. Especially since watching Emma's handling of the pups, the cool, detached persona obviously highly skilled and knowledgable in the finer points of domination was fascinating the queen in ways she had yet to fully analyse.
"I have asked Eva to observe and possibly assist you in your training of the pups," Regina eventually enlightening Emma on the situation, the slave looking up, startled but silent.
"May I ask why you require my help with this matter?" Eva asked bravely, probably due to the drugs in the cider kicking in and lowering her inhibitions. Emma mused but also curious to hear the queen's reasoning.
"I like you and I believe you will make a good successor to your father." Regina explained much to the young woman's surprise. "I believe we share a lot of the same tastes and during your time here I saw a curiosity for my slave and her actions that I wish you to understand better. If you are to be a woman in a position of power then you need to learn to control people, to manipulate them and that is what training a slave is all about." Regina paused. "And, I believe that any woman, such as yourself, will benefit from having her own slave and I wish to give you the tools to select and master your own."
"Thank you, My Queen. Your generosity astounds me. I only hope I prove worthy of the task." Eva was feeling overwhelmed by the queen's interest in her but also intrigued and if she got to spend more time with the queen and her slaves then in her opinion it would be time well spent.
"I wish them to be slaves as willing as you are, my pet. Ones who serve their mistress well," Emma nodding her understanding but looking to the queen before replying. Regina caught the expression, nodding her approval.
"Yes Mistress, however some of my skills were learned before my training," Emma explaining and Regina turned to her, curious.
"Explain," the Queen demanding and the girl was also curious to hear what the slave had to say.
"Well, I grew up on the streets, it teaches you survival, self-preservation. Your power was obvious to me, a stranger to your land which is why I chose to submit to you. I knew that was my best option for survival. That can't be taught." Emma paused and Regina looked at her slave with new eyes.
"Is that how you managed to incapacitate Braxas whilst naked?" Regina smirking at the memory and the girl's curiosity grew.
"No, Mistress. Before I entered my previous profession I was a bounty hunter," the term confusing the natives so Emma went on, offering an explanation. "In my world, if a criminal commits a crime that is not a serious offence the judge may grant them bail. This is a sum of money that is to be paid to the judge if the criminal fails to appear for trial. These amounts can be very high depending on the crime or flight risk of the criminal. Often the criminal or their family cannot afford the full amount so this is borrowed from a bondsman."
"Interesting, continue," Regina urging.
"However, criminals being criminals do not always return for trial and the money will be lost if they don't. So, bondsmen employ bounty hunters to track down the criminals and return them to jail so they do not lose their money. I was a bounty hunter, I would track and capture those criminals and return them to jail." Emma finished and waited, curious to see her mistress's reaction.
"What kind of criminals were these, women?" Regina questioned.
"Sometimes, usually men though."
"You apprehended men, by yourself. Without magic?" Regina was suitably impressed.
"Yes, often they would have knives or guns. I've been shot and stabbed a few times but I heal well," Emma informed the Queen with a shrug.
"Gun? What are they?" Regina was confused.
"Oh, a gun is a weapon, it shoots out a bullet, a metal pellet, at a high velocity and it can easily kill or seriously wound a person," Regina nodding, intrigued, hand absent-mindedly massaging her pet's scalp as she spoke.
"Show me." She demanded, Emma looking around for inspiration.
"May I use that paper and charcoal, Mistress?" Emma not forgetting to ask the queen's permission s she pointed to the objects she knew lay on the queen's desk. It was granted with a nod, the materials appearing on the floor in front of the slave who quickly sketched a handgun before showing it to the queen. "This is a hand gun but they also make them much bigger, so powerful they can reach over the seas to other countries." Regina was fascinated but would question her slave further another time.
"Interesting, but continue," the queen nodding.
"So the bounty hunting taught me how to fight and defend myself," Emma continued.
"How exactly did you become a slave?" Regina wanted to know the details, now that she knew her slave had other skills and had not relied solely on her body for money as she had originally thought.
"Well," Emma pausing but knew her mistress was not a patient woman so not hesitating for long. "I had sustained a serious injury that meant I wasn't able to collect any bounties for a while so I ended up working the bar, serving alcohol, at a club." Regina nodded, she knew what a 'club' was.
"Apparently there are places in my pet's world that men and women can go to consume alcohol, dance and select a sexual partner, I find the idea quite intriguing," Regina explaining to her guest. "They even have these clubs that cater purely for women who enjoy the sexual company of other women." Eva was fascinated and turned to study the queen's pet with and even deeper interest.
"They do," Emma confirmed with a respectful nod, smiling at the faye girl. "However, the club I was employed by was more of a sex club. Members only, sometime accompanied by their slaves. It is considered deviant by my society but there are more people into the scene than most people realise. The club I worked in was very well patronised, especially by wealthier members of society due to it's guaranteed discretion. One day a woman propositioned me, offering me a huge amount of money if I were to offer my services, as her slave."
"She was attractive, wealthy, relatively young and I needed the cash to pay my medical expenses so I accepted. I'd done enough research in the club to know what she was into, it was nothing extreme just a little kink, some pain which I knew I could handle so I signed a six month contract. When it ended I would be able to buy a really nice place to live and have plenty left over." Regina was impressed by her slaves reasoning and it was opening up a whole new level of her pet's psyche.
"When did the slave become the master?" The queen queried
"When the contract expired I walked," Emma shrugged. "She fell in love with me and became soft, I wasn't getting what I needed," at that she locked eyes with her mistress who inclined her head in acknowledgement before her slave continued. "She had taught me the basics and I had earned a reputation so I knew if I wanted I could sign up with someone else and earn even more but it wasn't for me. I had learned a lot about myself and seen how it affected people differently. So instead, I spent some time at the clubs, making contacts and finding those that wished to submit to me. Word got around and soon I had enough clients to make me very wealthy," she finished and waited to see if the queen had any questions now this was out in the open.
"And yet you submitted so willingly to me?" Regina purring as she sat forward, fingers hooking over her pet's collar and pulling it towards her, Emma startled by the action, gasping as she fought to keep her balance.
"Yes, Mistress," the slave replied. "You are strong, Mistress. I have never met anyone stronger than me before," Emma locked eyes with the queen and saw a flicker behind her eyes wondering yet again what her mistress had been through to make her that way? Emma suspecting it would have been painful which increased her respect for her mistress even more.
"You are a good slave but you will lose our wager," Regina purred as she placed a kiss on the corner of her slave's mouth,simultaneously twisting her nipple, hard. Emma didn't reply, only fought to withhold a moan. Regina chuckling at the reaction but also enjoying it as she did most things her pet did.
"But," Regina turned her attention back to her guest, "I wish you to participate in both breaking and training the young wolf, she does not automatically submit to you so your involvement is crucial. It may not be an easy task but as my pet has explained via her own experiences it will teach you about yourself and increase your strength of character. Do you agree to this?"
"I do, My Queen," Regina was impressed by the total lack of hesitation from the faye and the barely hidden excitement.
"Then I request that you allow my pet to lead, she is a slave but I believe she is qualified to carry out my wishes." Regina continued.
"Yes, my Queen," Eva agreed, casting her gaze over the blonde who she was looking forward to spending more time with.
"But first I wish to relax," the queen gestured towards the fireplace and it began to burn, the wood giving off a sweet scent. Emma felt herself immediately relax and now knew for sure that it was another of her mistress's magical drugs at work. Not that she cared, the effects were always pleasurable and never had any after effects the next morning.
Regina was relaxed and sipping her cider, fully in control, her magic always had less of an affect on herself than others, she felt the effects but was always in control. Eva was now openly staring at Emma, still fascinated by the blonde who she had never been allowed to fully explore. Regina noticing this and the fact that her pet seemed particularly sensitive to her touch today, Emma now leaning into her hand, totally the slave and none of the varied personas Regina had witnessed throughout the day.
"Would you like to fuck her?" Regina enquired of their guest. "I promise not to kill you if you say yes, I prefer honesty." It was hard to tell whether the queen was joking but Emma always assumed she wasn't, it was safer that way.
"She is beautiful and I am curious, My Queen. But, I would not consider myself worthy of her. She is yours," Eva replied, sensibly deferring to the queen. "I was extremely grateful that you let me touch her in such ways last time we met."
"Nicely put," the queen replying magnanimously. "However, if you are to assist my pet then you need more experience of being fucked. You may practice your own technique on your own little sluts while you break them in your own time but now I want your virgin blood." Regina demanding as she stood, every bit the seductive, powerful queen she was. Eva was a deer caught in the serpent's eyes, she was transfixed by the queen's dark beauty but she didn't want to look away, such was her fascination with the queen's suggestion.
"We will fuck you to the point of insanity," Regina purring as she used her magic to pull the girl to her feet, simultaneously rising to her own.
"Pet, take her to my chamber and warm her up, she will at least take pleasure from the experience." Emma stood, looking to the queen and seeing only dark arousal in her mistresses eyes, interspersed by magic. Deciding that she was comfortable with the situation and the queen's approach Emma nodded, taking the girl's elbow, Eva following obediently but Emma had detected a bitter tone to her mistresses voice and it made her curious. But, she was not left alone with her thoughts for long as the queen joined her almost immediately and had the girl naked in the bed as fast as Emma could blink.
"Pet," a gesture and Emma stripped out of her own clothes before helping the queen undress. When they were both naked Emma watched the queen prowl towards the bed, hips swaying, exuding sexual energy and a faint frisson of magic filled the air causing the fine hairs on Emma's arm to raise.
"Well?" Regina turning as she reached her destination, beckoning for her pet to join her, knowing that Emma would appreciate the chance to bed the girl and not have to fulfil her submissive role on this occasion. Emma was surprised by the invitation but didn't hesitate to join her mistress as they stood over the bed, Eva lying relaxed but already aroused.
Regina dipped to claim the girl's mouth, reaching out to pull her pet down next to her as she did, excited to see what the night would bring.
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Ok, ok so I got a little carried away this chapter and it overran and I had to split it...but next chapter is finished and I will post in a couple of days when I get back from my holiday and I Promise it will be worth the wait and all your reading to this point will be rewarded.
Next on The Collar
Snow entered the throne room. Ever since Regina had left them she had been desperate to know if the blonde really was her daughter. A much older version but anything was possible with magic. Her daughter did have such a birth mark but how would the queen know? Was it all a ploy?