Summary:

One year ago, on Mother's day Regina gave her mother a gift, one which would change everything between them forever. And now, days before the next Mother's day but a year later Regina will have to deal with the repercussions of the gift as the words "Mother you are my weakness…because I love you." start to hold more sway over her than ever before.

Notes:

Disclaimer: If I owned them, no one would ever see them again. They would be mine all mine.

Rating: Mature

Warning: Incest, rape, forced relationship, Self-abuse, mention of suicide, violence and strong language.

Author's important note: This is not a SwanQueen fic. Regina truly detests Emma even though the blonde actually wants the mayor. This is pure BlackQueen.

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Friday the 9th of May 2014, two days before Mother's Day:

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Cora could not breathe.

She felt like she was drowning, drowning in her own emotions, drowning in her own anguish as she sat on her bed in Regina's guest room. Every cryptic nerve in her body had betrayed her, shunned her as the vile wave of nausea after nausea over took her, thrashing against her insides, as if trying to claw its way out of her flesh. Again she dry heaved, not knowing why or how she could have any content left in the pit of her stomach. The brunette's lips shuddered and contorted into a pained down cast smile, one which she could not control and as her hands dug into now tussled hair, Cora's eyes closed while her body rocked backwards and forward as if trying to contain the sensations leaking from her very being. She was crying. She, the damn well fucking Queen of hearts, was crying, uncontrollably sobbing like a babe with no intention of stopping.

It was undignified and immoral. How was this happening to her? Why could she not control herself? She strained to still her trembling form but once again she could not stop as another gut wrenching cry tore from her lips. She could not govern them, the tears, god damn tears which fell like acid, bringing pain upon their escape and pain as they trickled past her hands. She hated this. She hated all these emotions, all these feelings which have been building up over the past months. All these damn things she had wanted to get rid of so long ago. But the moment her heart was shoved back into her chest, so were all these treacherous feelings which now clouded her eyes like razor sharp icicles.

And then there were her desires, her ever crippling disgusting desires. Ones she did not even consider to be wrong a year ago, but now? Now each time she looked at Regina she felt it. Arousal mixed with remorse and repulsion for still having these yearnings and the memories which brought on those emotions. Memories of what they had done. No. What she had done to her own little girl. She had fucked her. She had made her cum, made her beg for it, made her want it. Always controlling her to the point where the point was to break Regina. And she had broken her. So much so that out of desperation she had somehow found Cora's heart and returned it to the older woman's body.

Sunday Morning less than A YEAR AGO, 12th of May 2013 Mother's Day:

"Regina, where are you going?"

Still partly asleep Cora slowly but purposefully shifted her naked form, hands easily grabbing hold of her daughter's hips, pulling Regina back to her possessively. Their body's pressed so firmly against each other that the older woman could feel her daughter's heart beat quicken as if it was her own, even though hers would have been under control. As they were both facing the same direction once more, Cora effortlessly nipped at Regina's neck, kissing her a few times, feeling her equally naked child shiver underneath her touch as she inhaled the younger woman's scent. Still so delicious, she thought and laced with the strong evidence of their vigorous coupling last night. Smiling coldly, Cora's one hand slid down Regina's abdomen, caressing and lingering here and there before finding her daughter's still slick folds. A sharp gasp made the older woman smirk, eyes only opening now as she without any difficulty slid her middle and ring finger into the former mayor.

Gradually she moved them up and down the moistened flesh of the younger woman's core, only sliding into Regina every now and then. Moving in an almost painfully leisured pace, her fingers teased her daughter so sadistically that the older woman could feel the wetness pooling even more between Regina's flesh as they coated Cora's own thighs. It was however not fast enough or hard enough to help her daughter travel closer to release, so it pleased the older woman even more as she felt Regina's hips move with her, not daring to speed up, but still trying to add more pressure in the touch.

She loved this, waking herself and her daughter up in these ways, these devious, skilful ways and she enjoyed having it take many forms. Sometimes she even found using her own tongue and lips upon Regina's sleeping physique was her favourite. Her daughter would start moaning still half asleep, so wantonly and yet so deliciously innocent. The responses escaping her would then be primal in fashion with only the simple need of wanting to be pleased written all over her features. Her legs would spread, her hips would lift, instinctually wanting more, naturally almost as Cora's tongue tormented her and licked up and down her daughter's core. When Regina finally then came to, her body would then be so ready to cum itself that she would not have time to protest or even revert to a so called coyness. Cora would speed up the pace and ultimately shove her daughter over the edge before pulling her softly back to her, cradling her as Regina's body shook and quivered into an awake and docile state. But the older woman never let her daughter experience it for too long before slipping her nimble fingers into her child as well and this time she was not gentle or slow at all.

This time she would fuck her daughter hard. She would corkscrew her hand, thrust deep and forcefully, using her palm to crush the younger woman's clit until she harshly pulled an orgasm out of Regina, one which made the former mayor cry out and scream for her mother. Then Cora would always be there to bring her back to reality and kiss her other lips gently as she smirked ruthlessly, watching the delicious scene unfold before her, just before she repeated the assault all over again.

It was a tempting notion to start with but this morning however Regina was awake earlier than her mother and by a much earlier hour than even Cora felt to awaken to. The older woman's hand continued teasing her daughter, enjoying the faint whimpers coming from Regina every few seconds. She almost bit down hard on the younger woman's shoulder when she felt a trembling hand upon her own.

"M-Mama…no…please…y-you…promised."

Cora's lips parted before spreading into a thin line, kissing Regina's neck before whispering.

"Hmmmm yes. I know. But I still do not like it pet."

She felt Regina jolt as the older woman used her thumb to harshly graze her clit, not wanting to be gentle anymore. Cora would have fucked her daughter hard and slowly then and there if Regina did not suddenly turn herself in her mother's arms. The fingers once inside her daughter slipped out just as easily as they had entered her and now rested upon Regina hip, who appeared almost fearful as she tried not to look away at the ever narrowing eyes of her mother before her. The combination of a flushed Regina, still so tentative when eyes caress her naked flesh, even after all these months, shared with such a fear filled expression made Cora's lips curl into a cold smile. The blush upon her daughter's skin was so becoming Cora could distinctively feel her own arousal build and nestle between her own thighs. The growing smile only in turn made her daughter's eyes widen. She knew Regina thought that Cora was denying her child what she had promised and it made the look in her daughter's eyes seem even more frantic.

Cora had allowed her daughter to be alone a few hours yesterday without watching her through the mirrors or even questioning her whereabouts. Regina was planning something special for her mother, and as much as the older woman wanted to know now and then, she granted her daughter the element of surprize. When Regina had returned yesterday late afternoon she seemed like she was glowing, radiating with utter happiness and accomplishment that Cora could not resist pinning her daughter to the wall and then later the bed and almost drink in all of Regina's happiness until her daughter passed out. And now it was the next morning and Regina had asked her if she could arrange the surprise in the morning hours alone. It was for Mother's Day after all, she had said, and she wanted to treat her mother to the most perfect and special day that she could.

Cora lifted her hand, the one still very much slick with Regina's arousal. She offered her daughter her fingers and without hesitation the younger woman suckled the elegant digits until any traces of Regina were long gone. When her mother's gaze shifted from an annoyed disapproving one to a pleased one, she tried again.

"Mama, please. I want this day to be special. You-"

"Yes. Yes. And I do not go back on my promises…nor my threats," a malicious smile formed which made Regina gulp, knowing the price if the younger woman failed. She would not be allowed to touch her mother at all, all day. Not just in the ways she actually craved to now, the ways she wanted to please her mother or have the privilege to be allowed to kiss and slip her own tongue into her. No it was any form of physical contact. She would not even be allowed to hug her mother or even touch her accidentally by hand to hand contact when giving the wrapped parcel concealed in the guest room. The other punishment would be that Regina would not be allowed to cum if she failed to plan a special day for her mother. She gasped as she felt Cora's fingers lift her chin a bit "…don't look so worried my love. Mommy knows that you went to a great deal of trouble to make today special." She leaned closer, kissing Regina on the cheek. When she however pulled back her eyes were back to their usual intensity. "Now go, before I change my mind. I am going back to sleep."

And with that she let go of Regina who very quickly left the room, not seeing the small smile play upon her mother's lips before she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

A few hours later:

Cora awoke again much later when she heard a faint knock on the door. Shifting her still somewhat asleep form, her eyes opened slightly to the image of Regina standing in the doorway carrying a tray. As she approached the older woman, the image and the scent of divine food and crisp blood red rose petals came into view, the petals scattering to the floor as she walked. Closer still, Cora could now see that around the plate and glass filled with a crimson liquid, the petals were strewn breathtakingly and seemed to be controlled by magic as they slowly hovered here and there, creating a beautiful decoration to a culinary masterpiece.

"Mama…I-I made breakfast in bed for you." Regina's smile was of utter affection as she set the tray down upon her mother's lap.

Breakfast in bed, her daughter had called it, a thing which Cora had never heard of in their old realm and had Regina not entered the room completely nude, the older woman would probably have found the idea of eating where you sleep to be vile. Her eyes roamed over the olive toned skin of her daughter, violating and caressing it ever so slowly and when Cora finally looked down to behold the meal, her eyes actually showed something resembling joy.

She could see that her daughter had created this by hand, the flaws gave it away, but never the less it was just as beautiful. There before her was a red and black incrusted plate, for a foundation, building to three pancakes neatly draping over each other. But what made it so special was what rested upon these glazed creations. Fresh fruit of three namely strawberries, cherries and apples were skilfully cut up and arranged in such an elegant manner, creating the image of an ever beating heart. Only when Cora felt a gentle touch upon her own hand, was when she realised that she had been staring at the food for more than she would deem necessary.

"Does it please you mama?"

She lifted her gaze, seeing the start of fear blossoming in her child's eyes. Only when she was sure Regina was going to speak and possibly apologize for thinking this would be adequate as a gift, did the older woman speak.

"It is lovely my child. Absolutely beautiful…just like the one who created it." Cora's hand moves to caress Regina's cheek, cupping it almost gently as she watched her.

This suddenly made Regina smile and it was perhaps even more exquisite than the creation nestling upon the tray in front of Cora. This in turn caused a glint to form in the older woman's eye as her hand then slid down her child's neck and caress down to the younger woman's collarbone. It caused a small gasp to escape Regina but she continued smiling and then picked up the fork, slowly gathering up a few pieces of fruit and then proceeded to lift it to Cora's mouth. If the combination of the blush creeping in upon her daughter's cheeks and her naked form was not present, then the Queen of Hearts would never have allowed this. But it was simply too delectable to resist, so Cora opened her mouth and watched as Regina fed her.

The tastes were different yet delicious and as the younger woman continued feeding more combinations of fruit and pancake to her mother, the more Cora became aroused. Perhaps it was the way her daughter was executing the task at hand. Such devotion and with such affection that it made the older woman feel like she was the only person in the world which Regina truly loved; and that was all Cora had ever wanted.

As the plate's contents started to lessen so did Cora's patience of waiting before dominating her daughter. By the time she had taken two more bites, she lifted her hand to stop Regina's hand.

"Enough."

Fear filled the olive toned beauty.

"I-I…did I not please you-"

"Oh no my love. You have pleased me very much. And now it is time for your reward." And with a flick of Cora's wrist, the tray vanished, probably ending up somewhere in main. One would never know. The older woman did not waste time, pinning her daughter without missing a beat and started kissing and nipping at her child's budding breasts. But again Regina protested between moans.

"Hmmm mama…your hmmmm…what about your gift?"

"Not yet Regina. Let mommy love you first."

And with that Cora slipped two fingers into Regina and started thrusting without showing any indication of stopping and ultimately silencing her daughter's protests, for now at least.

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They had been at it for hours now, in various positions and speeds. Regina's gifts and little gestures proved to be very much acceptable, so much so that Cora even let her daughter slip fingers inside of her mother. When they both finally fell asleep much later, it was only a few minutes after 16:00. When the clock struck 21:00, Regina was once again the first to wake up and hastily made quick work of the spared time she was given. She then woke her mother a few minutes later with her tongue, tentatively at first before beautifully taking control and slipping it into Cora's folds. It did not take long for her mother to wake up. Unlike Regina, the older woman was very in tune with her surroundings even when she slept, or so she thought. It was something she had trained into herself especially as a young girl herself back when sleeping in the dirt and being on constant alert was her only survival tool. But now, warm and softly being touched and taken by the one she loved most, Cora let herself relax, even if it only was for a few minutes. That was ultimately her biggest mistake for suddenly as she reached her climax another intense feeling soon took hold of her as Regina suddenly shoved Cora's heart back into her chest. And at this, between the pleasure and sudden burst of pain, an abrupt surge of emotions flooded Cora's system so severely, that it caused the older woman to black out.

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