First off I want to thank you all my little faeries for their kind words after the other week, it really meant more than I can even say. This chapter is dedicated to each of you, and to all those awful bridge trolls out there I refuse to let you affect me for a second longer. I had a hellish week without you adding to it.

There is no one more disappointed when I am late updating than myself. I have no bigger critic on my writing than myself. I care about all your opinions, positive and negative. I am not here to have my ego rubbed et cetera. I write because I WANT TO, it's one of my biggest hobbies along with art and reading and cooking et cetera. WHEN I am late it's because I haven't even had a chance to do one of my favourite down time past times. Writing is the easiest hobby I have, as in I can pick it up and put it down wherever I am, whichever country I am in. It doesn't matter if I'm on a train or on a lunch break, if I'm waiting for a meeting or eating my breakfast, I can find snippits of time to write, whether it be half a chapter or nine words. For me to not have updated means one thing, in a week I haven't even had that time. TGIBDSMF is my No.1 priority. If I don't write this I don't write anything, or paint or bake.

I'd like to put this all to rest now, as sweet and special all your messages were last time, it's done now. I have said everything I wish to say on the matter.

I know I haven't gotten back to a lot of you regarding your comments, please be reassured I will do, I'm not sure how long it will take me to find the time, but it is on my priority list (literally it's on my whiteboard).

Unbeta'd cus it was already late, will update soon with a beta'd version

I hope to write the next chapter in time, but there is every chance it could be late/short.

Though this chapter is late, its also incredibly long, I hope this somewhat makes up for it x

Phone Sex Friday Part 2

"You're such a good girl Emma."

"Always, for you."

The words rang in Regina's ears as the afternoon progressed, burning deep through her heart and soul. The hours drudged on, painfully slowly. The week held little work for her, but she knew the next would bring about stress and late nights, the loss of her lunch breaks and any form of a social life. Budgets would need writing and approving, finances for the previous year would need analysing, and targets would assessing and updating. She sighed as she placed her pen down atop the open file on her desk, there was little she could do to prepare in advance for the impending work load, just relax and make the most of the free time she had prior to the onslaught.

Opening a blank email she wrote a message to the blonde Sheriff.

Sheriff Swan

Business at City Hall is still slow and quiet, did things pick up at the Station?

Your concerned Mayor

Emma rolled her eyes at the sound of the email; as if she didn't have enough work to do she now had emails to reply to. Opening the message a smile soon graced her lips, she had to admit there was a heightened level of excitement in talking in code with Regina over their work emails.

Madam Mayor

I think Storybrooke might be hibernating, or did you cast a sleeping spell?! I haven't even been receiving my hourly calls to tell me Pongo is out!

Bored Sheriff

As soon as Regina heard the 'bing' indicating that Emma had replied her pen was once more dropped as she quickly clicked open the email with childlike excitement. She couldn't help but laugh at blonde's response, they may not be able to outright flirt over email, but they could tease and jest. Regina appreciated Emma's understanding of their vulnerability to exposure, they both knew the real jeopardy of either of their emails being hacked, and the risk they ran if things got out, at least before they wanted them too…

She shook her head; once again she was getting ahead of herself.

Bored Sheriff?!

I hope you're bored because you're utilising your spare time by catching up with the VAST amount of LATE paperwork which should be FILED in my office, instead of STACKED in yours.

Disappointed and frustrated Mayor

If Mah-jong counted as paperwork then Emma was well and truly working through the stack, she was on level twenty-five without having to reset the board once, not a small feat and something she was immensely proud of.

To the disappointed Mayor, it saddens me that my work ethic doesn't please you, after all, its what I live for…

To the frustrated Mayor, perhaps you need to find a way to relax and let out your frustration… I hear yoga helps!

P.S. Caps lock? Really? And the paperwork isn't stacked, don't over exaggerate, it's a bad habit.

Well-behaved Sheriff

Regina gasped aloud as she read Emma's words, understanding the double-entendre of her words. She felt the loss of blood to her head as it rushed south.

(Sometimes) very well-behaved Sheriff

I'm pleased to hear of your dedication to your position

I'm about to wrap up here; maybe you would like a hand at the station before I head home? Maybe you can teach me some yoga positions? Downward dog?

You're right; your paperwork isn't stacked, more strewn in a haphazard manner.

Intending-to-be-relaxed-Mayor

Regina never received Emma's reply, as soon as she hit the send button she slipped on her coat, dismissed her secretary, packed away and left her office, heading straight to the station. Town was eerily quiet, it seemed that when Storybrooke partied, it partied and as a result it was still recovering two days later from the bringing in of the New Year.

Entering the station she smirked as Emma's eyes visibly darkened in the split second as she looked up to notice Regina's presence. It reminded the brunette of the vampire and werewolf characters she watched with Henry whose eyes glowed and changed due to certain situations and stimuli; Sex was their situation, and she was Emma's stimuli.

The young woman was upon her within a heartbeat, immediately dropping to her knees, clawing at Regina's skirt in a desperate attempt to raise it, too eager for pleasure, both of her own and that of her Mistress, so desperate to make Regina come in her mouth, so desperate to show her, her dedication to her position.

Knotting her fist into blonde curls Regina pulled her roughly to her feet; she needed to be taught patience and discipline first. Holding her against the wall by her throat a dark wild look in her eyes she stepped closer whispering to her "I know you crave to be my dirty whore, but you must earn the right to my body first, my beautiful slut". Taking Emma's hand she lead her to the office, closing the door and locking it behind them.

"Can we go home Mistress?" Emma asked softly, her gaze dropped for fear of reprimand for speaking out of line.

"No, you're still on duty, you are required to be in the station until the end of your shift, in case a call should come through." Regina explained as she slipped her coat off her shoulders, hanging it on the hook on the back of the door, the blinds were still drawn she assumed from Emma's earlier activities.

"Yes Mistress."

"Strip." Regina commanded.

There was something about the way she delivered the single words, which sent shivers coursing through Emma's entire body and made her core ache with want. Regina's regal voice as it purred over the single syllable was enough to turn anyone into a puddle of desire, and Emma was no exception. Obediently she began to strip, first kicking off her boots and jeans before Regina stopped her.

"Stop." She stared deep into her eyes before continuing. "Stand with your legs apart."

Doing as instructed, her legs wide, her lips gaping open and glistening wet; Emma blushed as she felt Regina's hot gaze upon her.

"Turn around." As Emma did as she was told, Regina reached into her bag taking out a roll of red bondage tape. Grabbing the Sheriff by her elbows, she roughly forced them behind her back, weaving the tape tight around them, before taking another strip and tying her wrists together in a similar fashion. When she was suitably bound, Regina turned Emma to face her, smiling at the way her chest was pushed forward ready for inspection, practically bursting though her blouse due to the binding.

Regina brought a hand to gently caress against one of Emma's breasts, watching as her nipples instantly sprung to life through the satin material. Taking both nipples between her fingers, she began to roll them slowly until a quiet moan was elicited from Emma's open mouth. She watched as green eyes darkened as she began unbuttoning the top buttons of her blouse, letting Emma's breasts burst forth from the constricting material.

In a cloud of purple smoke, a black vibrator appeared in her hand, raising it to eye level she turned it on, smirking at the way Emma whimpered in anticipation as it buzzed to life before her. Gently Regina pushed the younger woman with one firm hand placed on her abdomen until her arse pressed against the cold filing cabinet against the wall causing a gasp of surprise to be uttered. "Open your legs wider for me slut." She said, her tone firm. She slid the vibrator down between Emma's legs until she pressed it firmly against her clit, watching as her expression turned to sheer pleasure as the Sheriff began to gyrate her hips against the vibrator.

Regina watched as Emma's body began to tense as her eyes rolled back into her head, the pent up sexual desire coupled with the earlier fun and games bringing her close to a quick climax already. Raising her hand, Regina slapped hard against Emma's bare breast.

Peridot eyes snapped open in shock, her breathing laboured and erratic. The sudden jolt of pain snatching her away from the brink of ecstasy, whilst still keeping her highly aroused as the vibrator continued to dance against her swollen clit.

Leaning forwards Regina kissed her passionately, moaning into Emma's mouth as she felt her tongue and lips plead for her to be merciful with her intense craving for sexual release. Emma's surrender fuel to her desires, her own lust fanned by Emma's submission.

Once again Emma began to gyrate her hips against the vibrator, until she was once more on the brink of climax. She'd been aroused all afternoon, all day if she was honest, but more so since her phone call with the brunette.

Regina decided to see how close she could bring her pet to ecstasy before again she suddenly slapped hard at her other breast, watching as Emma's eyes grew wide, pleading. Leaning forward her voice low and gravelly against her ear as she said, "I've only just begun toying with you kitten."

She kissed her way along Emma's jaw to her mouth, slow and tender, calming her nerves before pulling back, a devilish glint in her eyes. She spanked each breast in turn, without stopping.

With every slap Emma's nipples grew harder as her breasts grew redder, marked by her small handprints. The physical tension caused by the intense pleasure against her clit offset by the sharp pain to her breasts. Her eyes were wide as she gasped desperately for air.

With her beautiful breasts bright red and sensitive from loving abuse, Regina reached into her bag for something she had slipped in there before work; a nipple suction pump and nipple rings. Placing a ring to the outside of the suction pump tube, she placed the pump over Emma's already firm nipple, before squeezing the pump forcefully, watching as her nipples engorged due to the suction. When her nipple was stiff and erect Regina slid the rings down and onto it, the ring griping the base of Emma's nipple tight, forcing it to remain erect. Removing the pump, she repeated the procedure on the other nipple.

Standing back Regina studied the stunning vision of her pet; breasts thrust forward, her nipples standing fully erect and inviting. Reaching into her bag one last time she pulled out her finishing decoration, a set of Japanese clover nipple clamps connected by a heavy metal chain.

Emma's eyes grew wide, really wide; she had heard Japanese clover clamps were painful, the memory sending trepidation fluttering through her.

Again Regina kissed her softly, affectionately, to calm her nerves.

Emma didn't want the kiss to end, as she pleaded passionately with her tongue and lips for Regina to have mercy on her delicate nipples, trying to distract her Mistress from her evil plans.

Breaking their delicious kiss, Regina stared deep into Emma's eyes before slowly attaching each clamp to her erect nipples.

Her audible gasps so loud Emma was sure they could be heard from the street. Her chest heaved, her breathing shallow and erratic as she gasped for air as pain shot through her body from her nipples.

Dropping the pump back in her bag she brought the vibrator to Emma's lips. "Lick it clean." Emma's tongue obediently flicked out against the head, tasting herself with a moan. Once clean, Regina dropped it into her bag, followed by the roll of bondage tape. "Turn around." She commanded. As the blonde did so she took a pair of scissors from her desk, cutting the tape that bound Emma's arms and wrists together, too impatient to just peel it free. "Get dressed, and finish your shift."

"Yes Mistress." Emma whimpered as she picked up her clothes, the weight of the chain swinging between her breasts pulling heavy against her nipples.

Reaching out Regina took Emma's wet panties from her hands. "You won't be needing these." She said slipping them into her bag before putting her coat on. "I'm trusting you to behave slut, don't let me down."

"Of course Mistress." Emma said as she re-buttoned the blouse over her clamped nipples.

"Good girl."

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At five thirty, just as she was locking the door to the station Emma's mobile rang in her pocket, pulling it out she smiled at the caller ID before answering. "Yes Mistress?" She said, her voice hushed in case there was someone about.

"You shouldn't call me that unless you know for a fact its me calling, what if our son had dialed your number from my phone?!" Regina chastised down the phone. "Lucky for you it is your Mistress."

Emma couldn't help but moan a little into the phone at the words as she walked to her bug, sliding inside and putting the key into the ignition.

"Henry's staying at your mothers, he just called to ask." She continued, "how do your nipples feel slut?"

Emma couldn't help but whimper before responding. "Aching, but okay." She admitted honestly. The pain was delicious and reminded her every second of who she belonged to.

"Pull the chain slut." Regina commanded.

Once again the blonde whimpered before looking around to ensure the car park was clear before snaking her hand up under the shirt to pull hard against the chains. As her nipples were tweaked harshly she felt herself grow wet for her Mistress. "I want you Mistress."

"Beg me."

"Please Mistress, let me come over! Please use your whore." Emma begged. She dreaded Regina's rejection, she wanted more than anything to prove herself to her Mistress.

"I suggest you get here ASAP then little slut, don't let me down." Regina smiled as she put down the phone to prepare for her houseguest.

"Yes Mistress." Emma said into the silence, she didn't need telling twice as she sped to the Mayoral mansion, it wasn't like she needed to worry about getting a speeding ticket; she was the Sheriff after all and she was sure the Mayor could find a better way to pay her penalty than monetarily. As her bug screeched to a halt, she jumped out the car, practically running up the driveway, at least the first two steps before realising how much it made the heavy chains of her nipple clamps swing and taking the last steps much slower as a result, before hammering on the door with her fist.

"Someone's an eager kitten tonight." Regina smirked as she opened the door. "Downstairs, strip, and assume your position for inspection on the bed." As Emma walked past her her smile grew upon her lips, this was going to be a good evening.

Walking down the steps to her basement Regina could feel butterfly's flutter in her stomach; it still amazed her the ways her body, mind and soul reacted to Emma. She was still terrified to her core of being hurt, of abandonment, humiliation and betrayal, but somehow Emma touched a part of her who was willing to open, if just a little, at the chance of happiness. Reaching the foot of the stairs she paused, pausing for a moment as she collected her thoughts.

Stepping into the room her eyes grew darker and her mouth dry at the sight of Emma on the bed in the doggie position, her head low and her arse high in the air, her arms extended behind her in the bed. Her knees were set wide apart leaving herself gaping ready for inspection.

Kneeling behind her on the bed, she reached out between Emma's open legs, her palm faced upwards against her wet lips, gently pressing upwards until she was splayed open against her hand. Gradually and gently Regina began to slide her hand towards Emma's abdomen, so her entire palm caressed over Emma's swollen lips and exposed clit.

Emma shuddered against Regina's touch as her hand traced against her erect clit. The weight of the chains pulling against her nipples teasing her further.

Regina smirked, as Emma grew wetter against the palm of her hand, unable to hide her arousal. In a customary cloud of purple smoke a stainless steel bejewelled butt plug appeared on the bed. The jewel embedded into the base of the plug was dark garnet red to match that of Emma's day collar, a perfect matching pair. Drizzling lube onto the cold metal plug, Regina placed it at Emma's puckered entrance, gently and easily pushing it into place.

Biting down on her lip in desire Regina admired the erotic sight of her girls arse with her glimmering gift on display. Leaning forward she gently kissed her peachy soft arse cheek before reaching for Emma's silk scarf, a Christmas present from Mary Margaret, Regina found great enjoyment in using it in ways Emma's mother probably didn't suspect, as a result, the scarf was yet to leave the basement of Mifflin Street. She used it to cover Emma's eyes, before tying it in a neat now behind her head.

Leaning forwards once again she whispered in Emma's ear, her voice low yet soft, "it's time for you to count for me kitten." A leather paddle materialised in her hand. "I want you to count to twenty."

There was a moments silence as Emma's mind worked through Regina's statement. Her mind in so much overdrive she was sure Regina could hear it's inner workings. "But Mistress, I've only ever counter to fifteen before."

Regina could hear the hesitation in the young woman's voice, she could hear the internal turmoil between letting down her Mistress and guaranteed pain. "I know you have never been paddled for so long, but I believe you can embrace your new challenge." She dragged her teeth over Emma's earlobe, before letting her tongue flick out to soothe against it. "I want you stretched and always ready to receive a satisfactory number of counts for me. You have your safe word, now count for me slut."

Taking her blonde ponytail in her hand Regina roughly yanked until Emma's back was raised, with her now on all fours. The chains pulling at her erect nipples as the heavy chain swung between her breasts at the sudden movement.

Slowly Emma began to count each spank of the paddle out loud. With each number said Regina applied another stinging hot strike with the leather paddle against her pale arse, sending severe pain and trembling excitement throughout her body.

Emma's heart began to pound in her chest as her brain buzzed with the rush of endorphins trying to suppress the intense and delicious pain. Every nerve in her body felt alive as the tingling sensation coursed through her. Her mind awash with the contrasting emotions as they walked the fine line of pain and pleasure together.

When Emma reached the count of ten, Regina stopped to give her a mental break. Leaning forwards Regina kissed her way up the side of Emma's neck, feeling her shiver under her touch. "You're so hot." She purred as she ran her hand down the length of the Sheriff's spine from her neck to her coccyx, loving the way her skin goose bumped as she teased her. Flicking Emma's ponytail over her shoulder she placed a kiss to the back of her neck, slowly licking around to her ear and capturing it again between her teeth, her shivers growing more uncontrollable under Regina's touch.

At the sound of Emma's whimper of desperation Regina tugged hard at blonde hair. "It's time to finish your counting whore." The brunette decided that she wanted to overwhelm the young woman emotionally and with intense sensations; the final ten blows of the paddle were going to come hard and fast. Placing a pillow under Emma's hips she waved her hands again a cordless Lelo wand appearing in her hand. Placing the vibrator on the base of the pillow she commanded her pet to lower herself onto it as she turned the device on.

Immediately losing control of her body, Emma instinctively began to rock her hips against the vibrator in a rhythmic motion, the chain of her nipple clamps swaying with her movement.

"Start counting again slut." Regina commanded, feeling herself grow wetter upon hearing Emma's voice, now more timid. The paddle hits so hard against the tender flesh of her arse the force made Emma's entire body jump, leaving an angry red mark across both arse cheeks.

Emma let out a wail of pain, gasping for air as tears pricked against her eyes as come began to coat the wand.

Pulling her hair back forcing Emma's head high Regina commended encouragingly, "You're such a good little whore."

Moaning in relief Emma whimpered "twelve" as she was brought closer to the brink of tears, her senses becoming overwhelmed as Regina showered her with pleasure, pain and praise all at the same time. When she reached the count of twenty, her entire body shook as tears of submission and relief rolled down her cheeks.

Usually Regina would slow the session down at this point, giving Emma the chance to calm herself, but not tonight. This time Regina wanted to overwhelm Emma's mind and body, to strip her bare and push her further in a safe and controlled environment. Rolling the blonde over onto her back she pulled her leg tying one of the thick black satin ribbons to it, she moved to do the same to the her other ankle and then her wrists. When Emma was sufficiently spread-eagled and bound to the bed Regina sat back to view her handiwork, admiring her work and the neatness of her bows. She loved the sight of her pet on full display; spread wide for easy access, the jeweled anal plug stretching her arse, her nipples forced to remain erect with their nipple rings and clamps, writhing and quivering and beautiful mess.

Taking the wand vibe from the pillow, Regina placed it against Emma's clit as she slid two fingers into her. With the vibrator on low she began to draw slow circular movements, teasing every nerve ending of her entrance as her wetness grew bountifully. "Tonight will begin your 'come-on-command' training. The first step will be for you to correctly identify your own state of arousal." Regina began explaining as she continued to tease the blonde. "We will be using a three-two-one system, where 'three' means aroused, 'two' means close and 'one' means your climax is imminent. I want you to tell me as you status of arousal changes during the evening, do you understand kitten?"

"Yes Mistress." Emma nodded breathlessly; her fists were balled into her hands, her toes curled in pleasure before adding. "Three Mistress."

"Good girl." Turning the intensity of the vibrator higher Regina watched as Emma's sensitive body jolted instantly. Adding a third finger she caressed against her soft G-spot feeling it engorge and push back down against her fingers.

Soon Emma moaned, "two Mistress," her breathing beginning to grow ragged as she struggled to remain in control of her body.

Turning the wand up high Regina increased her pace, Emma's wetness soaking her fingers as she thrust harder and faster into her pet.

Involuntarily Emma's toes began to curl as her legs tensed, Regina's thrusts so violent they almost forced her pelvis to lift off of the bed. "Oh God, oh God! One! One! One!" She pleaded.

Removing the vibrator and her fingers from Emma, Regina laid a hard slap to Emma's swollen hypersensitive cliterous, again and again until her entire frame began to spasm, the sudden jolt of pain at the brink of climax overwhelming her. "How about now slut?"

"Two Mistress." She replied just as the vibrator was placed back against her clit, and digits inserted, pressing up against her swollen G-spot. The vibrator is once again turned on and Emma immediately moaned "One! Oh God Mistress One!" Her head thrashed against the pillow as she arched her back the best she could against her restraints. "One Mistress, I'm at one!"

Regina continued to caress against Emma's G-spot whilst she rotated the vibrator against her clit until her body was writhing and shaking against her relentless assault, come pouring over her fingers as her entire body spasmed and jolted repeatedly as Regina continued her ministrations.

After several minutes passed, Emma's entire body finally went limp, except for the occasional shiver and twitch.

Lighting a massage oil candle with a wave of her hand, Regina let the wax warm and liquefy. Blowing the small flickering flame out she let it cool for a moment, before lifting it high above Emma's bound body, letting it drizzle over her, pooling in the valley between her breasts and her navel. Setting the candle down, Regina began to slowly massage the scented oil into her lovers' skin. Starting at her ankles and calf muscles, higher, kneading Emma's thighs and her abdomen. Her dexterous fingers working against her arms and breast, massaging them in her hands, occasionally pulling against the chain. "You've been such a good girl tonight, do you still want your reward?"

"God yes!" Emma moaned huskily, her throat so dry she struggled to swallow.

Straddling the young Sheriff, Regina crawled up her frame until she hovered over Emma's eager mouth, lowering herself onto willing awaiting lips. She let out a gasp of her own as Emma's tongue showered her with sweet devoted affection until her world grew heavy. Pulling at the chains attached to Emma's nipples, she jolted as the blonde mewled against her. Rocking her hips in slow circular movements, she brought a hand to her forehead as her eyes foggy; Emma really was an incredible oral slut and it wasn't long until Regina rode her way to a blissful climax.

Utterly exhausted, Regina collapses, spent next to Emma, nuzzling next to her as she places a soft kiss against her cheek. "You're perfect." She whispered. After a few minutes pause in which to regain her strength Regina sat up, untying the ribbons and removing the butt plug. She couldn't help but smirk at the gasp of pain as she unclasped the nipple clamps. Taking each nipple in turn in her mouth, she soothed it with her tongue, until Emma purred against her touch.

In a cloud of smoke, they were nestled in her bedroom, pulling the sheets over them both as Emma shuffled back against her. Smiling, Regina wrapped her arms around the blonde, spooning her tight as she pressed her lips against her shoulders.

"I love you Mistress." Emma whispered as she drifted off into a blissful dreamless sleep.

"I love you too Emma."

So thoughts?