Rule Number 1: You shall call me Mistress
"Now get me my coffee, woman!" Ruby bellowed at Belle and playfully swatted her ass.
"Yes, ma'am," Belle giggled and hurried off to the counter to retrieve the coffee.
Emma winced as she sat down at their usual table and rolled her eyes. "Oh, don't even tell me…."
"What?" Ruby smiled sweetly at Emma, feigning innocence.
"Are you two really doing this?" Emma glanced over to Belle and then directed a pointed look at Ruby.
"We're just having a little fun," Ruby shrugged, picking at her nails, completely oblivious to Emma picking up her phone and tapping out a quick text. It was in response to Regina's that said, "Grab my coffee."
A simple request that was not all that uncommon for either of them to send to the other when they were running late.
"You guys are being ridiculous," the blonde teased her friend. "You know there are people out there who take this very seriously. It's like you're mocking them."
"Not mocking. More like….celebrating? No - paying tribute." Ruby nodded in self-satisfied reassurance.
Before Emma could respond, the bell above the door chimed and Emma turned to see Regina walking in. Spotting the two women at the table, she gave a small nod and headed over, completely bypassing the counter. She took her normal spot next to Emma and sipped the coffee that was waiting for her. Ruby carried on about how there was nothing wrong with what her and Belle were doing, missing the energy in the air between the two women across from her. Had she paid closer attention, she would have noticed Emma had brought back two coffees when she sat down. She also would have noticed Regina shoot off a reply to the text she got just moments earlier, set her phone down and drop her hand under the table, squeezing the thigh next to her while she sipped her coffee. She definitely should have noticed Emma struggle to hide the blush quickly spreading across her face that only intensified when she casually picked up her phone and saw the response that simply said, "Good girl."
Emma had been a little hesitant to send out her text in the first place. Even after everything that transpired between them the previous night, this was the thing that certainly cemented their agreement both in and outside of the bedroom. Just the act of sending those two little words caused her stomach to flip deliciously. It made her heartbeat quicken and her thighs clench.
But it was just a simple text.
A simple text that read, "Yes, Mistress."
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The Night Before…..
Emma nervously sat on the couch waiting on Regina to pour them each a drink. Dinner had been delicious, but was not out of the ordinary for the two women. Even with Henry away for the weekend, it was not unheard of for the friends to dine together. However, tonight was different. After their text conversation discussing their mutual interest in pursuing whatever this was going to be, Regina had invited Emma to dinner the following night. The station had been slow enough all day that Emma's mind had plenty of time to wander. Her fantasies took up most of her day and she was on edge, waiting to see what Regina would say or do at dinner. The want for Regina was so intense, she could practically feel the scratch marks down her back. But once this bridge was crossed, she knew there was no going back.
Regina handed her a glass and sat in the arm chair opposite her. She regally perched her arms up on the sides, drink in one hand, fingers drumming the chair with the other. A predatory gaze was directed at Emma and she waited a few beats before speaking, making Emma squirm a bit.
"This is something I take very seriously. I have some conditions that you will have to follow. Let me explain everything and if you are still agreeable, we can proceed. If not, you know where the door is and we can continue on with our lives as if this never happened. Do you understand so far?"
"Yes."
"Good. I won't lie and say this is a big shock or that I haven't thought of this before. I was pleasantly surprised after our discussion last night. You must understand that I'm looking for more than just rough sex. I want to dominate you, Emma. I'd like to make you my submissive. I want it to be as full time as we could reasonably get. I want that exchange of power that both of us can enjoy and benefit from. There will be rules and I will train you to follow those rules. You will be rewarded and punished as necessary. Still with me?"
"Yes."
"Good. First and foremost, you will call me Mistress when we are alone."
"Uh, yes, Mistress." Emma tried controlling her nerves, but worried that her voice gave her away.
"Good girl. Now, a few more basic house rules: This should be handled with the utmost discretion, for obvious reasons. This is no one's business but our own. It's just an added bonus that sneaking around heightens the thrill level. Next, I will be exploring your needs, wants, and boundaries while we do this. I'm quite certain that I will be able to read your responses if you enjoy something. However, if we tread into territory that you are uncomfortable with, your warning word is 'yellow.' Say that and we'll move on to something else. If I've hit a hard limit and you need to stop, your word is 'red.' If you ever reach a point that you want completely out of our arrangement, I need you to put it in writing. I know if you take the time to sit and write a letter you are serious and we will go back to how things were before tonight. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Do you have any questions?"
Emma's mind raced. She couldn't think of a single thing she should ask Regina. Maybe this was some sort of test and she should ask her something. Or maybe she wasn't supposed to. Either way she realized that even with the research on the topic, she didn't think she was prepared to actually do this. With Regina. Her eyes glanced towards the door and she momentarily imagined herself getting up and walking through it. Then her eyes found Regina's. The dark pools were bright against the rest of her face that was partially masked in the shadows of the low light of the room. In them she saw a promise of intimacy, safety, trust, and hell, maybe even fun. She visibly relaxed. This is exactly what she had been looking for with exactly the right person.
"No, Mistress."
"We will work on rules as we go. But I think we have a good start. Go upstairs, undress, kneel at the foot of the bed."
Without another word Emma rose keeping her eyes averted either from embarrassment or her natural submissiveness, and ascended the steps while Regina watched.
When Regina entered her room a few minutes later Emma was naked, exactly where Regina told her to be. She took a minute to take in the rare beauty in front of her. Emma's smooth back with spun gold cascading over it faced her upon entry. Her defined arms hung loosely at her side, her head slightly bowed. Regina was sure she had never seen Emma so relaxed. Maybe this is just what the savior has needed all along.
"Good girl."
Emma kept her head down and stayed completely still. She didn't want to so much as move a muscle without Regina's permission to show just how serious she was.
"I have some questions for you. Are you ready?
"Yes, Mistress." Her voice was soft and did little to hide her nerves.
"Is this something you've thought about before?" Regina slowly walked towards her.
"Yes, Mistress." It came out barely above a whisper like a secret Emma wasn't ready to tell.
"You've fantasized about me fucking you?"
She gulped, "Yes, Mistress."
The idea of Emma fantasizing about this very scenario made her even wetter than she was before. Regina wanted nothing more than to pounce, but she was just getting started with her cat and mouse game.
"Tell me, in these fantasies of yours, Emma, did I ever tie you up?" She circled her prey, not close enough to touch, but enough for Emma to feel her presence all around her.
"Yes, Mistress."
"Did I spank you?"
"Yes, Mistress." Emma could feel the blush rising in her cheeks.
"Hard?"
She squirmed a little. Was she really ready to admit to all of this? The embarrassment only added fuel to the fire as she felt the heat radiate between her legs. "Yes, Mistress," she admitted
Regina faltered at the blonde's admissions. She expected the blonde to be a bit more of a challenge, but was pleasantly surprised by her willingness to submit. There was a slight hesitancy to the blonde, but that just made breaking her all that more enticing.
"I need you to understand something. You will only cum with my permission, is that clear? No matter how close you are, no matter how much you beg – and you will beg - you will only cum when I say so."
Emma groaned, trying hard not to squeeze her legs together for some friction. "Yes, Mistress."
Regina walked behind her and pulled her to her feet.
"Would you like to play now?"
"Yes, Mistress."
Regina's lips found Emma's neck and trailed around to the front, until she stood in front of Emma. She peppered more kisses along her jaw and neck, occasionally licking and biting as she went. With her mouth directly next to her ear, she whispered, "Did you ever imagine my nails raking down your back?"
"Yes, Mistress." Her voice was steadier even as she had a hard time finding her breath from her arousal. The nerves seemed to be leaving. Emma fought the urge to wrap her own hands around Regina and take her right there. They had barely begun and it was already almost too much for her.
Regina's fingers lightly traced up and down Emma's spine. Light, teasing strokes made Emma shudder and her breathing quicken. On the next pass to go down her back, Regina dug in with her nails, making Emma wince and hold her breath.
"Do you like pain, Emma?"
Emma bit her lip, swallowing a moan, nodding slightly. "Yes, Mistress."
Regina peeled herself off of the blonde and walked behind her, moving out of her line of sight. She slowly took off her clothes and stood behind her only inches away.
Regina pressed her chest against Emma's back, feeling Emma shudder under her touch. She reached under her arms and grabbed both of Emma's breasts in her hands. She rolled and squeezed already hard nipples between her fingertips. Hearing her breath hitch when she pinched made her increase the pressure causing Emma to suck in a breath. Regina's hands explored the taut flesh of Emma's abdomen as she took in every wince and shudder. She was relishing in Emma's apprehension. Her hands grasped Emma's slender hips, pulling her ass hard against her. Nails dug into Emma's flesh as Regina pulled and thrust, grinding her core into Emma. The blonde nearly fell over into the bed to give Regina a better angle, but thought better of it since she wasn't strictly told to do so.
"Climb onto the bed," Regina husked into her ear.
"Yes, Mistress."
Emma dutifully obeyed, staying on her hands and knees in the center of the bed. Her entire body quivered in anticipation.
"So far, you have been a very good girl. I'm impressed. But since I just feel like playing with you, I'm going to spank you now. Are you ready?"
"Yes, Mistress."
Regina positioned herself behind Emma and just off to the side. She ran her hand across her smooth bare ass, giving it a gentle tap. Drawing her hand back, she smirked as she watched Emma tense. The muscles in her back and legs tightened as she waited for the first blow. A loud crack echoed through the room as Regina delivered the first slap. Emma's back arched ever so slightly and her ass stuck even further into the air. The movement sent a shock straight to Regina's core. Crack. Crack. Crack. Each time her hand connected, Emma's ass got a little redder and pushed up a little higher in the air. Regina's will power was waning. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
Emma glanced over her shoulder and grinned up at Regina. "Yes, Mistress," she purred.
And just like that Regina caved. The last smack came down hard, but stayed on her ass and quickly moved through Emma's slick folds. Circling her clit, she positioned herself on her knees right behind Emma's ass. She rocked forward hard, slamming two fingers into Emma. The blond surged forward, not expecting the force. She quickly caught up to Regina's rhythm, slamming back into her hand as hard as she could. The nails on Regina's other hand dug sharply into Emma's hip as she pushed and pulled Emma forcefully onto her. The friction from slamming into her quickly worked Regina up to a frenzied pace. Emma was grunting and moaning, spreading her knees more and tilting her ass further up to give Regina the best access. Her moans soon turned to screams and Regina knew she was fighting her orgasm hard. Regina pushed and pushed, wanting to drive her to the brink, but knew she wouldn't last much longer herself.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes. Ugh. Yes, Mistress," she panted. "Please. Please, Mistress, let me cum for you. Make me cum for you."
Regina slid her hand down and rubbed Emma's clit hard while she added a third finger and continued to thrust into her from behind.
"Ok, Emma. Cum for me."
The blonde screamed pushing back into Regina, riding out the powerful orgasm until she felt Regina's release behind her. Her upper body fell onto the bed with Regina draped over her, fingers still inside, slowly drawing out her last tremors. Regina pressed a kiss to Emma's back as she slowly lowered her to the bed and guided her to her side and into her arms.
Emma looked up into Regina's eyes, orgasmic haze still clouding her face.
Regina tucked a stray blonde lock behind Emma's ear.
"I take it you find the terms agreeable?"
"Yes, Mistress."