So, as I have a quiet night to myself I have been able to get this to you.
Thank you so, so much for all the reviews for the last chapter, almost 100 and by far the most I have ever received for any one chapter. As a thank you here is the next instalment. Not safe for work!
I'm sue you will still have questions but as more than 1 reviewer said and made me chuckle that was the longest prologue to a story ever! But no, events will continue apace and I have plenty of story left to tell as despite the major events of last chapter (sorry for hitting you with them all at once but it just worked for me) both Regina and Emma are still a long way from where they need to be to maintain any kind of healthy relationship.
Enjoy!
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Previously on The Collar
"I am going to go fuck your daughter,"
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Red lay Emma on the blonde's bed.
"That looked painful," the wolf murmured as she stepped back, Emma looked as though she had been run over by a carriage. A moment later Red felt the queen's magic manifest close by, indicating the monarch's presence in the outer chamber. "I'll be back when I can," she said, giving the blonde one last look before leaving the room. Emma closed her eyes and felt herself falling asleep.
"Bring her to me, place her in my bed," Regina ordering as Red emerged from Emma's room, for a moment she thought her wolf was going to refuse. A raised brow from her mistress was all it took for Red to bow her head as she submitted to the queen's wishes, trusting what she knew of the pair's developing relationship and that Emma would come to no harm.
Emma protested as she felt herself being moved again.
"I'm sorry but the Queen requires your presence. I don't think she will work you too hard," Red whispering as she carried the blonde through to the queen's bedchamber, resting Emma's head her against the pillows of her mistresses bed.
"Give her this," Regina holding out a cup to her wolf. Red took a sniff, screwing up her nose at the bitter smell but she couldn't identify the ingredients. "Now!" The queen gave an exasperated sigh, temper short after dealing with Snow and her imbecilic attempts to win her daughter's affections.
"Come on, please Emma," Red coaxed her friend, holding the cup to Emma's lips. Emma groaning but then remembering where she was and when she cracked an eye she saw the queen watching her, a slight frown on her mistresses face. So, to please her mistress she drank it down. Then gagged. It tasted like shit. But, she swallowed it anyway, the thought of refusing and angering her mistress was just something she wouldn't do. Especially now she thought, reaching up to run her fingers over the skin of her throat, now unhindered by the collar.
"Leave us," Regina instructing her wolf. "Return in an hour with food then leave," Red nodded and with one more look at the blonde on the bed she left.
Emma watched Red leaving, the next thing she knew the queen was standing at the foot of the bed. A click of her fingers and the blonde was naked, another click and so was the queen. Emma blinked, trying to clear her vision, it looked like her mistress was shimmering, a dark aura surrounding her, blurring the edges of perception.
"The drink, it helps you connect to your magic." Regina explained to the blonde on the bed. She could tell the drink had taken affect because her slave's pupils were blown, almost eclipsing the green.
"My magic?" Emma screwed her nose up in confusion, hadn't the queen mentioned over and over again that she didn't have any?
"Yes, your magic, dear. It seems to be quite powerful, but a little uncontrollable," Regina smirked, thinking to the blast that had followed the attack by the Blue Fairy. "I want to do an experiment."
"An experiment?" Emma frowned, she was feeling woozy, a little disconnected.
"Yes, an experiment," Regina purring as she crawled onto the bed and slowly made her way up the blonde's body, Emma's breath catching whenever skin touched skin, it sent little sparks of electricity through her and it seemed everything slowed, her heart barely beating in her chest. But, at the same time every sense was amplified, sounds clearer and the queen's scent overwhelming.
Regina pushed Emma back against the pillows, resting her entire body on the blonde, gasping as she settled her weight on the naked skin of her slave. She could feel her pet's magic, pulsing through her skin and it almost felt she was sinking into the blonde as their magic melded.
The queen had fucked magic users before but this was different.
Emma was different.
Very different.
For one her magic was strong, very strong, no longer dormant and coursing through the blonde's body at a heady pace. Secondly, Regina's magic was always at odds with the her bedmates', dominating and then draining it for her own use as she fucked them into submission, This was different, Emma's magic was willingly mixing with the queen's, flowing into her, freely given and the result was intoxicating. Fucking her slave, this slave, with magic had always been satisfying and now she knew why, Emma's magic, although latent had been bonding with the queen's as it had returned to her, giving her the increased highs she had been experiencing.
Now that Emma's magic had woken, Regina was very curious to see what the experience would feel like. Plus, despite the blonde's injury she wanted to waste no time in claiming her prize, her truly submissive prize. Emma had given her the one thing she had never given anyone before, an emotional connection, the blonde cared for her mistress and had demonstrated that in the most noble of ways.
They were lying face to face, breast to breast.
Emma's breathing began to steadily increase, staring at the queen's lips until she was panting, she could feel her mistresses magic coursing through her and it felt so fucking good, so right. Her arousal was dripping out of her core and she could feeling it pooling between her ass cheeks. When Regina raised herself up on her hands, placing them by the blonde's shoulders, looking down on the blonde, Emma felt like prey about to be devoured. Hypnotising dark eyes staring down at her and there was a slight curl to the queen's lip, a slight snarl and it sent a shiver of excitement through Emma.
Then she felt it. Her mistress didn't move but Emma felt something enter her, sliding inside her sex, pushing her open and then expanding inside her, it wasn't anything physical as such but it was tangible and she could feel it, slowly overtaking her entire being whilst providing some relief from the arousal she was feeling. The blonde arched her back, welcoming the intrusion and increasing the contact of her body with the queen's, pressing up against her.
Regina felt Emma's magic accept her and allow her to envelope it, covering it with her own and the feeling that gave her was indescribable. She began to grind against her slave, their clits in direct contact, bodies bound together by magic. Regina felt as though she was physically inside the blonde, fucking her and it was more real, more intimate than it had ever felt when she had enhanced herself physically to take her slave. Emma moaned as she felt her queen moving over her, inside her, she was everywhere and everywhere was being touched and aroused by her mistress. This was beyond anything she had ever, ever experienced or hoped to experience before.
"Oh!" Regina gasped.
"Fuck!" Emma felt something, she didn't know what it was but it was part of herself, it seemed to expand inside her and into the queen and she could feel her mistresses magic reacting to it, flaring and sparking but it felt good.
So fucking good.
Regina had never felt anything like it. She was in Emma and Emma was in her and the feeling grew and grew and grew until their bodies could no longer contain it as their magic first imploded, drawing their very selves into its core before exploding, rushing through their bodies and then further, much further until every magic user in the palace felt the rush.
Red felt it, she recognised her queen's magic, dark and seductive but the there was another's equally as powerful but sharp and bright. She didn't wait for the hour to pass but ran to her mistresses chambers and let herself in through the wards. What she saw when she got there was, well chaos. The outer chamber was in disarray, it looked like an earth tremor had occurred, items knocked on their sides, pictures askew.
"Mistress?" Red called out, beginning to panic. She loped through to the queen's bedchamber, her fear of punishment outweighed by her concern. What she saw stopped her dead.
The queen was laying on top of the blonde slave, both motionless at first glance, the wolf detecting slight movement caused by their steady breathing. That wasn't what was concerning her though. No, it was the fact that they were glowing, a dark haze interspersed with silver sparks occasionally shooting through it.
Red anxiously circled the bed trying to work out if they were both unharmed.
She could smell magic, and sex, lots of sex. She opted for caution and tried to wake the blonde to remove her from the queen's bed. However, when she approached the magic flared towards her and she stepped back, wary of its power and intent. It seemed to be warding her off so she retreated to the main chambers, closing the bedroom door behind her then settling herself back outside the main doors until her mistress awoke.
"What happened?" Braxas, jogged towards the wolf.
"Nothing that requires you," Red sighing as she looked up at the burly man. "The Queen is fine, magic is all," A shrug indicating the end of the matter, the soldier narrowing his eyes at the insignia bearing doors to the queen's rooms before offering Red a nod as he turned to leave, accepting her judgement where the queen's welfare was concerned.
"Emma?" He turned on his heel to ask after the slave.
"Fine, as far I know," Red smiling at the gruff huff of acknowledgement Braxas issued before returning the way he had come, leaving her alone.
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Snow was an hour into her journey when Blue cried out.
"What's wrong?" She questioned anxiously at the fairy's cry.
"I don't know, I have never felt anything like it before," Blue frowned. "But I think it came from the Queen's palace." Snow scowled, that was of no surprise.
"Should we return?" James questioned anxiously as he eyed their wolf guard escort.
"No, we'll discuss this later," Snow replied, very aware of the enhanced hearing of the queen's soldiers.
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Emma woke to find the queen passed out on on top of her. She was exhausted but felt extremely satisfied although her memory was a little foggy, whatever the queen had done had been amazing! An attempt to free herself was first met with her mistress's dead weight and then, when Emma's movements disturbed the queen, a shift and tightening of her hold so there would be no way for the slave to retreat without waking the queen and that was never a good idea. So, instead she closed her eyes and hoped her punishment wouldn't be too severe, she doubted it would be given the queen's most recent behaviour and penchant for bed sharing with the slave but she was still unpredictable, Emma thought sleepily, drifting off.
Regina stretched. Then stopped. Cracking an eye she saw a mass of blonde hair in front of her face. She frowned, withdrawing the arm she had thrown over her slave's waist. The queen scrambling back, putting as much distance between herself and the blonde without falling out of the bed.
Red was pacing, unable to keep still until she had confirmed her mistress and friend were alright, she would have been more concerned if she hadn't have recognised the magic surrounding the pair as the queen's own. After nearly two hours had passed she re-entered the queen's rooms and braved a peek into the bedchamber, withholding a gasp as she did, quickly retreating and returning back to her guard post.
Red felt her necklace summoning her and she was inside the queen's chambers in a second.
"Red?" Regina queried as she finished tying off her silk robe, it was her favourite and hit her mid-thigh. She was surprised to see her wolf appear immediately.
"I was on guard, My Queen," Red explaining as she looked the queen over for signs of damage.
"Guard, why?" Regina frowning as she waited for her wolf's explanation.
"Um," Red hesitated.
"Explain, now!" Regina growling not in the mood for games as she strode towards the main chamber.
"Well, there was magic, a lot of magic. Yours, mistress," Red hastily explained. "I was worried."
"Worried, why?" Regina was becoming concerned now.
"Well, look!" The wolf gestured around her and for the first time the queen noticed the state of the room. She arched a perfect brow as she surveyed the damage.
"I see," Regina pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes.
"Anything else?" She queried, Red shivering at the tone.
"You were glowing," Red blurting, "with magic, it wouldn't let me take Emma."
Red cowered as the queen's magic advanced towards her, crackling in a maelstrom as it flowed around her. The wolf was terrified and dropped to her knees awaiting her punishment despite her position as heir, Red had never been so wary of the queen and her magic, something was off, very, very off.
Regina was so focused on her wolf she didn't notice her slave standing in the doorway to her bedchamber but her magic did, diverting to eddy around the blonde, the queen whirling to see what was going on.
Emma was as terrified as the wolf, also dropping to her knees as she came upon her mistress enveloped in a maelstrom of her own magic, except it looked -, different.
It was these acts of submission that re-focused Regina, she took a deep breath, pulling her magic back but frowned, it wasn't without effort, part of it wished to stay attached to her pet and it made her uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable.
The queen switched her gaze between the two young women kneeling before her, the light and the dark. She didn't like not knowing what was going on, it worried her, greatly. She needed to be in control and whatever it was that had happened, had been completely out of her control. Trying to escape and if it did -. Regina's fingers twitched and both younger women felt their airways constrict. Both tried to relax in the face of the queen's wrath, both felt themselves passing out from lack of oxygen. Emma was first to hit the floor, tilting forward to land face first on the fur rug, Red's wolf stamina giving her more time.
When the blonde actually passed out Regina threw up her hands in frustration, Red gasping for breath as she eyed the queen, genuinely concerned for their safety, the queen never lost control, all actions measured.
"Out, both of you," the queen roared, Red scrambling to her feet and running to the blonde, picking her up as carefully as she could and carrying her to the door.
"Don't come back until I call you," the queen snarled, slamming the door closed with magic behind the retreating wolf.
"Yes Mistress," Red replying hurriedly through the door before making a quick exit, as eager to get as far away from the queen's temper as possible then running back to her rooms, relieved that her hearing picked up breathing sounds coming from the blonde, juggling her friend's unconscious body to unlock the door then into her bedroom where she placed the blonde carefully on the bed, gently covering her with a blanket.
"Emma?" Red stood over her friend. "Emma?" She shook the blonde, extremely concerned but was greatly relived to be rewarded with a groan. "Shhh," It's alright, sleep." Satisfying herself that Emma had sustained no permanent damage Red climbed onto the bed next to the blonde and curled protectively round her sleeping friend, after the stressful day she had been having the wolf wasn't far behind in slumber.
When she was alone Regina spun around, surveying the damage before letting her magic escape, the pressure too much to bear any longer. The whole palace shaking with the force and Regina heard her guards mobilise, believing that they were under attack.
"My Queen!" Braxas and a bevy of guards announced their presence by the clatter of boots in the hallway.
"You are not needed, Braxas," the dismissal carrying through the heavy oak. Braxas now doubly concerned, two blasts of magic and where was Red?
"But My Queen -," the soldiers were blown back by a fierce blizzard, appearing out of this air and driving icy flurries into their faces, Braxas having enough experience of how queen's temper to be relatively certain she was not in danger so motioned a retreat. He did not wish to be responsible for his soldiers being punished on the queen's anger driven whim.
Taking another look around her chaos strewn chambers Regina was hit by a wave of exhaustion and staggered, catching herself, steadying hand on the wall before her strength gave out, back sliding down the cool stone and body curling into itself, forehead resting tiredly on her knees.
What was going on? Regina took a shaky breath, a tear escaping as she tried to quell the panic rising within. She was nothing without her magic.
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Next on The Collar
"Red! Red! Easy wolf," Emma's voice cut through her haze and Red forced herself to calm down. Heaving breaths gradually slowing until she was still, enhanced eyes searching the inky blackness for her friend.
Emma was faring little better, Red saw her shackled to the damp wall, massive chains weighing her slim frame down.
Oh, a lot of people asked me what caused the collar to release then and not before. It was because the original terms of the wager focused on Emma's lack of emotional involvement attachment to her previous mistress 'love is weakness'. Therefore despite physically and psychologically submitting to Regina prior to that point she had not developed/acknowledged/demonstrated emotional submission. But, by putting herself in harms way to protect the queen she proved she was invested enough to care about Regina's well-being, above her own.