A/N: Hello dears! Sorry for the delay! To make up for it, here's another steamy chapter! I hope you enjoy, and remember to review!

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CHAPTER 13

Emma smiled as she relaxed on Regina's soft double bed, novel in her hands and her reading glasses on the edge of her nose. The only sound was the shower running in the next room, which was almost relaxing.

Her eyes scanned the pages of the novel, holding back her laughter at the cheesiness within. She had borrowed Ruby's copy of '50 Shades of Grey' to give her something trashy to read...and was already regretting it. She had expected the book to be bad, but not insulting.

"Couldn't sleep, dear?"

Emma looked up, seeing Regina walking towards her, a towel wrapped around her body. The brunette frowned, concern crossing her face. "Are you worried about anything?"

"A bit. I'm worried about...basically everything."

Regina crawled onto the bed, hugging her tight. "We'll get through this. We always do." Suddenly, she noticed the book in her girlfriend's hands. She narrowed her eyes, "Is that 50 Shades?"

Emma blushed, "Um...maybe."

Regina looked into her eyes, genuinely curious. "Why are you reading that garbage?"

"I wanted to see just how bad it was."

"And?"

"It's shit...and no one wonder people hate us. I can't believe this," she gestured to the book, "Is what people think S&M is like!"

Regina smirked, "But we know different, don't we Miss Swan?"

Emma nodded, then a sly smile crossed her face. She closed the book, "Hey babe...some people say Christian Grey is a really hardcore Dom. I bet he could give me what I want...and I bet he could do it better than you."

The brunette grinned, running her hand over the blonde's hip. "Oh? And what is it that you want?" She cupped the younger woman's soaked pussy through her panties, making the blonde hiss. Regina laughed, moving closer to whisper in her ear. "Do you want to be degraded? To feel used like a whore?"

Emma sighed in pleasure, eyes closed. "Yes...please...please babe. Please let me be The Evil Queen's slut."

Regina nuzzled her neck, her grip tightening around Emma's arm. "Safeword, pet."

"Red."

The brunette stroked the younger woman's arm. "Such a good girl." She looked into her girlfriend's eyes, "Would you like to go to the dungeon now?"

Emma smiled, eyes bright with excitement. "You bet!"

Regina laughed and raised her hands, the two of them disappearing in swirls of purple smoke.

OOO

Emma knelt on the rug in the centre of the dungeon, placing her hands behind her back. When Regina had used magic to transport them, she must have removed the blonde's clothes. Looks like I'm not the only impatient one.

"Look at you. You're drenched and we haven't even begun."

Emma looked up, her mouth going dry. Her girlfriend was dressed in a long, dark red riding coat, black leather pants and black heeled boots. Her eyes screamed arrogance, power and lust. The blonde shivered at the sight.

She placed a kiss on the brunette's heeled boot, glancing up at her. "Please, My Queen...please use me."

The older woman raised a brow, her mouth curling into a sneer. She used her boot to raise the blonde's chin, "You're so shameless, my pet. I almost have pity for you."

"Th-Thank you."

Regina grabbed Emma's hair so tight it was painful, then dragged her to the wall. "Hands on the wall, ass out, legs apart."

The blonde complied, her heart racing. What's she going to do?

"So," the queen snarled, voice regal and full of menace, "You think Christian Grey could possibly give you want you want? What you need?"

Emma yelped when a hand came down hard on her ass. Shit! Wasn't ready for that.

"Tell me pet, who allows you this space to let you be the depraved little whore that you are?"

"You do, Your Majesty."

Regina nodded, moving forward to wrap a hand around Emma's throat from behind. "Now," she growled, "Tell me what you are? Tell me everything I've called you."

Emma nodded, obeying. She could barely keep the arousal hidden in her tone, "Easy pussy, cumslut, filthy bitch, shameless fucktoy…"

"I've changed my mind," Regina sneered, "I grow bored. That's enough." Emma gasped as she was abruptly spun around to face Regina, the queen smirking at her with a riding crop in hand.

The blonde yelped as the crop struck her nipples, then her clit. Fuck!

Regina chuckled darkly, moving closer and tapping the crop against Emma's lips. "Taste that, pet? That just proves how much of a slut you are."

Emma closed her eyes. She was indeed able to taste a faint hint of her arousal on the crop. She didn't give any verbal response, only a small moan. She hissed in pain as Regina's nails suddenly dug into her breasts, squeezing hard.

The brunette pouted teasingly, "Aww, does that hurt?" Her expression became sinister, "Well that's too bad. Because I'm not letting go until I see tears in those eyes."

Emma nodded, the pain in her breasts growing to a stronger sting. It wasn't long before tears started to well in her eyes. She blinked, a few tears falling down her cheeks. Immediately afterwards the pain stopped.

"Turn around and face the wall, just as you were before. I have more planned for you, fucktoy."

Emma obeyed, her arousal heightening at the use of the degrading name. She gasped in shock as she felt something pressing against her ass. A strap-on. Yes...oh God...is she thinking what I think she is?

"I'm going to fuck this pretty little ass, and you will tell me when you're about to come. Is that understood?"

Emma grinned, "Yes, Your Majesty." She clenched her teeth as Regina thrust the strap-on in and out of inside. "Yes, oh God thank you My Queen!"

The thrusts sped up. "Take it," Regina hissed, "Take everything I give you, slut."

Emma moaned as the pleasure grew, "O-Oh fuck, yes yes yes yes."

"So filthy," Regina growled, "So depraved that you're ready to come right now."

The blonde whimpered, "Y-Yes...please...please make me cum!" Oh God please please please! Feels so good.

Regina chuckled, reaching around and furiously rubbed Emma's clit. "Come for me," she sneered, "Come for me you shameless anal whore!"

Emma screamed as she came, slamming her eyes shut.

The brunette raked her nails down Emma's back as her girlfriend came down from the high of her orgasam, making little red lines on her skin. "You're beautiful."

"Th-Thank you."

Regina stroked her long blonde locks, "I'm getting tired, dear. Would you like to go to bed?"

Emma smiled softly, "Yes, thank you."