Once the Evil Queen and her new companion made it downstairs, they were served immediately. The silverware was made of pure silver, the table was long and covered with a white table cloth. It was nice to see some contrast with all the darkness the castle had brought. They were served a rump roast with gravy, mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables and red wine. Emma had never had this before. Her mother would always make something from their garden. They would cook together and sometimes they would eat what they caught in their own lake, such as herring or bass, sometimes even duck occasionally. Her mother didn't like killing her own animals, except her chickens. There was one winter so hard, almost all of their farm life died. Needless to say, they didn't need to hunt all winter that year.
The dinner remained quiet for the most part, until the queen looked at Emma and saw how quickly she ate. "Well, someone was indeed famished I see." the brunette smiled. She certainly did not eat like a royal. The blonde looked up, a mouthful of potatoes and blushed as she nodded in agreement. She was going to have to do some digging on this woman. She wanted to know more about where she came from. "So, where are you from, dear? I take it you don't eat very often."
The question took the blonde by surprise. "I'm from the Woodlands."
"That explains all the vegetation." the queen chuckled. The Woodlands were known to have good soil for planting crops. That part of land was pretty much untouched by the queen, it was on the other side of the Dark Forest. "What were you doing all the way out here?"
"You saw it, I was getting a suit for myself. It was a beautiful day so I figured I would come into town and get something nice…for once." she mumbled the last part, not thinking the queen would hear.
"What do you mean for once? Haven't you nice things at home?"
The blonde stared at the queen, not wanting to give out this personal information. She didn't want to seem like pathetic peasant. "I don't want to talk about it. Can I just say that I don't have very much except the farm and that's good enough for me? Also, dinner was delicious. Thank you for your kindness." Trying to veer off the subject of herself.
The blondes statement made the queen's heart clench. No one had ever called her kind…not before she was a queen anyway…which was so long ago. She offered a weak smile before she said, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. For dessert," she rang a table bell for it to be brought out. "Apple pie. A homemade recipe that only my servants in the kitchen know. It's my favorite. The apple's are fresh from my honey crisp tree. I've tended to it since I was a little girl."
The pie was cut and place onto smaller plates and they were served as the servants took away the empty plates and as well as the main meal before exiting the dining room. The queen took a bite and groaned in pleasure. "Mm, so delicious." Emma took a bite and hummed in agreement. They remained silent yet again throughout dessert.
Once they were finished, they headed back upstairs to the queens bedroom. With the flick of her wrist, the queen's claw foot tub appeared. Hot water steaming into the air with a lavender scent. With another wave, she grasped a lavender oil bottle into her hands. The blonde looked quizzically at the brunette; it amazed her how her powers could do anything. The brunette turned to the woman and smirked. "I promised you a bath did I not?" she walked closer to the blonde. "However, you will clean me first. Undress me." The queen turned back around so her back faced the blonde. Emma stared at the corset top in confusion for a moment before she realized how it worked. Emma slowly began unlacing the top, taking her time as queen removed her headpiece and swung it onto her hat rack. As her top came undone, Emma hitched her breath. Her back was beautifully sculpted, noting she had freckles here and there. Then, pulling the woman's long skirt down, trembling at the sight of her glorious ass. It was so round and luscious. She placed the discarded clothing onto the bed, which the brunette immediately put away with her magic. Emma walked to the white tub, taking the lavender oil from the queen, putting several drops of oil into the bath. The queen stepped in sighing at the warmth and inhaling the sweet scent. "Now, grab that sponge and get in." the blonde paused.
"Y-you want m-me to get in w-with you?" she stuttered, which only made the queen laugh darkly and loud.
"Of course, dear! You're wearing one of my favorite gowns! I most certainly do not want to get it ruined."
"Then can we agree that I wear suits or pants from now on? I'm not used to wearing fancy gowns. I only wear skirts when cooking."
"As you wish, dear. Do you know how to remove your dress?"
Emma bit her lip and looked away as she flushed. The queen shook her head and magicked away her dress, which caused Emma to gasp and jump. Her initial reaction was to cover her body, and when she did the queen let out a hard laugh once more. "Suddenly shy? I have seen your body already, no need to be embarrassed." The blonde slowly put her hands down by her side, exposing her body, watching the queens eyes fill with lust. She grabbed the sponge and stepped into the tub behind the queen and hummed in approval. There was a slight moment where both women breaths hitched as their skin met. Emma opened her legs, letting he queen lean back onto the blondes chest. Emma shook with glee on the inside, the brunette hummed. "Mm, you feel nice. Now, bathe me clean." What is this girl doing to me? With a shaky hand, Emma began scrubbing the queen luscious body. Rubbing over her neck, chest, and stomach. The queen let out a soft moan as she was being bathed, which made Emma instantly become wet. The queen soon became frustrated when the blonde avoided her breast. "You're missing some places. Do it correctly or I will be forced to get one of my servants to do this." For reasons unknown, this angered the blonde. She didn't want anyone seeing her like this, even her servants, which the blonde knew for certain they already had. She then maneuvered the sponge over her breast, praying that none of her servants did this with the sound she made as the material ran over her nipples. Emma bit her lip, wanting her lust to go away. You're a sex slave remember? Compose yourself Swan! However, her internal wetness grew more as she lowered the sponge between the queens legs. "Oh!" the queen moaned, arching her back into the blondes, leaning her head onto her chest, looking up with for only a moment to see the queen's eyes went from black to amber then closed them. "That's where I need to be cleaned, dear. Don't stop." Emma didn't stop, she continued her ministrations, scrubbing the sponge rougher onto her core, gradually scrubbing faster until the regal woman on her began breathing erratically, moving her hand over her, grabbing onto the blonde's hair, pulling it hard. "Inside. Inside me now!" she moaned. The blonde let go of the sponge and shoved three fingers inside of the queen in urgency for her orgasm. She wanted it…she needed it. The queen yelped as the skilled fingers worked inside of her. Suddenly, she felt something she never had before…the woman's hands began a 'come hither' motion inside of her, hitting a rough patch on the front of her inside. "OH MY GOD!" She screamed. What is she doing?! "FUCK! Em-EMMA!" The woman began convulsing around her fingers, feeling the woman's walls clench around her. God she was so wet. Emma wrapped her hand around the queen's chest, breathing heavily as she groped her breast, rolling her nipple in with her thumb and index finger and nipped at her ear, licking and sucking. She didn't know if this was allowed, but she needed to do it. She just had to touch the queen…her queen. She wanted to give her ultimate pleasure. The queen really did scream at this point, louder than she had ever screamed in her life. The sound of wet licks and sucking sounds in her ear only made her writher around more, forcing another orgasm to blow through her. Emma smirked against the queens ear, then made her way down her neck. Unsure if she was allowed to bite her, she did anyway, she was to lost in the moment of the queen's pleasure, pumping in and out of her faster. The brunette hissed in pain, but God did it feel good. She scratched up the blondes thigh as she pulled on her hair more, making the blonde wince in a good pain. Oh, you're so going to pay for that. She thought as she slowly climbed down from her third burning orgasm.
Emma slowly removed her fingers, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down her face. The queen turned to face the flustered blonde and watched the younger woman stare at her own fingers in awe of the queens wetness. She brought all three of her fingers to her mouth and sucked hard, before slowly licking them one by one, moaning at her sweet taste. The queen stared lustfully at this action, she would normally bring her wetness to her lovers lips and make them suck it off her fingers and that would be the only taste they would ever get from the Evil Queen, but the way Emma did it…with such want and need, only made her wetness come back. Damn it!
The queen leaned forward, her breast against the blondes, looking deep into her lovers eyes. "Did I say you could do that?" her voice low and husky. "You also violated so many rules. Touching me without permission and…biting me? You're in a whirl of trouble Miss. Swan." her eyes black filled again. Emma couldn't help but breath heavier, looking from her eyes to her lips then to her eyes again.
"I-I'm sorry your Majesty…I just…wanted…" she stammered.
"Shhh…" the brunette cooed as she placed a single finger over the blondes pink lips. "You're very lucky Miss. Swan. Very, VERY lucky I liked what you did. But we are going to have to work on the rules." there was a long paused as the blonde barley nodded. "You will not touch me without my permission from now on. You most certainly will not bite me and leave bruises on my body. You do not own me." she paused again. "However, for making me climax multiple times, I will give you a reward. Two at that."
"Thank you your highness." Emma whispered breathlessly. "What's the reward your Majesty?"
The brunette leaned in slowly and kissed Emma. The queens lips were so soft and plump…they were perfect. Both women moaned into the kiss. It was passionate and slow, something the queen didn't plan on giving. She only meant to give the blonde a peck…but it turned into a slow passionate kiss. Tongues swiping across each others lips, filling one another's mouths as the queen sucked on the woman's tongue and bit her lips. The brunette had to rip herself away from the kiss as she leaned in and whispered into her ear, "And…you'll get to come for me." As she pulled herself away again, looking into the blondes bright blue eyes, her mouth agape. The queen stepped out of the tub and dried herself with a thick cotton towel.
"I thought I was going to have a bath?" the blonde asked with a slight grin on her face.
"You did. You bathed with me. Now get out." the queen demanded. Smiling inwardly.
Once Emma got out, she stood on the towel as she dried herself off. The tub was gone as the queen circled the blonde in a predatory way, grazing her finger along her body. "Hmm…now what am I going to do with you?"