…Regina chuckled. "Good girl, you will be receiving your punishment as a naughty maid tonight".

Emma looked nervously around the room. Regina sat upon the bed expectantly. She wanted her to undress in front of her. Needless to say, Emma was a bit shy, but she did not want to be punished for keeping Regina waiting too long.

Emma remained in her school uniform from earlier that day. She pulled the skirt down and let it fall to the floor. Looking to Regina for approval, and receiving a smirk, Emma began working the buttons of her top loose. Emma wanted to cry. To whine like a baby, that she did not want to do this, because…well, she didn't. 'I will not let her see me cry' Emma repeated in her mind. As she let the top fall ungracefully to the floor.

Regina had seen Emma in her underclothes before, but no matter, Emma was still nervous and uncomfortable with the thought. Emma picked up the uniform that sat unceremoniously next to Regina on the bed and placed it in between the thighs as she turned around. She could imagine Regina's smug smirk behind her as she turned in an attempt to have some privacy.

Emma let the bra fall to the floor next to the rest of her discarded clothing. She quickly pulled the maid's uniform over her head, and got a firsthand feel of how tight and short it was. To Emma it felt like a long shirt, opposed to an actual dress. She turned to face Regina once more.

"Are you ready for your punishment dear?" Regina asked in a bored tone.

"Yes Ma'am". Emma nearly whispered as she looked down at her issued socks that went with her uniform. She was surprised Regina did not say anything about her having them on.

"You will pick up the clothes you so carelessly threw on the floor, I want them put away properly, as well as the rest of the items you brought with you tonight. I will not allow you to make a mess in my home, while you are here. Understood?"

Emma nodded. "Yes Ma'am".

"When you are finished come downstairs for your punishment". Regina ordered. She stood up and walked past Emma in the most regal pose she could muster. When she exited the room, Emma let out the breath, she did not even realize she was holding.

Emma sat down on the bed and rested her head in her hands. She groaned as she felt she was completely exposed. Cool air hitting the very top of her thighs. What did she get herself into? She needed a moment, a moment to give herself the talk that she could in fact do this. She could follow Regina's directions, she could take Regina's punishment, she didn't have any other choice, and she knew that.

Emma quickly picked up the clothes she threw on the floor, and quickly put them away, as well as the clothes she packed in the bag. The bathroom that was attached to the room, she stashed her toiletries in. She placed the now empty overnight bag in the closet, along with her backpack.

She took a deep breath as she slowly made her way out of the bedroom door. The uniform felt as if it was becoming tighter, and as she quietly descended the stairs she continued to pull down the uniform dress, which rose with every step she took.

"Emma". Regina called out, letting the teen know that she was aware of her presence. "Come here dear".

Emma did as she was told, she found Regina in her kitchen siting on a breakfast bar stool, with a glass of cider in her hand. Emma slowly approached. Regina pointed to pile of supplies that were neatly stacked on the floor. "For the first part of your punishment, you are to wax every inch of hardware floor downstairs. The things that you will need are down on the floor".

"I don't know how to wax floors". Emma shook her head. She honestly was not expecting her punishment to be so…such a chore. She was expecting…Emma didn't know what to expect when it came to dealing with Regina.

"Honestly dear. Am I speaking with a 10 year old right now? Read the instructions. You are going to get on your knees and hand wax my floor. Don't miss a spot. This punishment will teach you about following directions". Regina explained. She took a sip of her cider. "Get started, you're not going to bed until you are done.

"Yes Ma'am". Emma whispered. She walked over to the supplies and did as Regina instructed, and got on her knees to read the instructions. Regina smirked as she watched Emma try to cover her ass with the uniform gave her.

Eventually, Emma got to work. At first Regina was highly entertained, she watched as Emma squirmed under her gaze. Every time Emma's eyes meet Regina's the teen would turn an amusing shade of Red. The red was almost as red as Emma's panties. Regina loved watching Emma as she was on her knees bent over scrubbing the floor. It reminded her of her evil queen days, when her servant girls would work all day long, then come crawling to Regina at the end of the day, ready to please their queen. Emma wouldn't last a day, as a servant. Regina would give anything at the moment to see Snow White's reaction when she found out that her daughter was on Regina's floor, scrubbing away, on her knees, before Regina.

However as the time past, Regina became bothered. She wanted more from Emma, Regina wanted to take Emma right there in the kitchen, up against the breakfast bar, and make her a woman. But Emma wasn't ready yet. Emma had to be willing, Emma had to trust her. Emma had to love her. It was the only way Regina would truly be happy. She would have her revenge on Snow White, and a true love at the same time.

Tonight was going to be strictly physical labor, as a form of punishment for Emma. Well, that and the fact that Emma, was afraid. Afraid of what Regina was going to do to her. Regina could see the fear in Emma's eyes. She could see the way her chest rose and fall more rapidly than normal. It was all the little difference Regina noticed, and loved. Well, tonight was going to be strictly physical labor for Emma, but Regina wanted to have a little fun to. Regina could feel the heat rising in her core. She needed this. She was interrupted from her inner battle by Emma.

"Aunt Regina, I'm finished". Emma whispered, as she began to stand up and walk closer to Regina. Regina smirked, maybe she could have some fun after all.

"Emma". Regina said sternly. "Did I tell you, you could get up? Did I dismiss you from your task?"

Emma's eyes widen, and she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "No…I"

"Since you still haven't learnt how to follow directions you may strip the floors and start all over again". Regina ordered.

"But..I" Emma studerred. Emma was angry Regina was even telling her this. She just spent a little under 2 hours waxing Regina's stupid floors. "Please, no more…my knees hurt from the floor, and I thought it was okay…I didn't know". Emma quickly defended herself.

Regina found this moment absolutely delightful. "Are you disobeying me again Emma? Maybe we should try something different".

"No". Emma shook her head. "I-" She started but stopped once she noticed the riding crop Regina was holding.

"Get over here, on your hands and knees. The position I put you in, the position I never gave you permission to get out of"

Emma quickly did as Regina asked. Regina then used Emma's hair to position her the way the crop could be used most effectively. Emma started to cry silently. The reason she was crying made her sick. Did down inside, she wanted Regina to spank her again. The last spanking hurt, but it did something else to Emma, which Emma just did not understand. She would never let Regina know she wanted to be a part of her sick and twisted game. "Please No…" Emma begged.

"I have to punish you Emma. It's the only way you will learn how to behave. This is about learning how to follow my directions. You will receive 10, can you count for me?"

"Yes…Yes Ma'am". Emma cried.

"Good girl". Regina brought the crop down right above Emma's left thigh. The part that was uncovered by Emma's red panties.

"OW!" Emma called out. She wasn't expecting it to feel like this.

"Oh dear. I told you to count. Maybe I should have been your math teacher instead". Regina brought the crop down once more. "Start the count over".

"ONE". Emma cringed. As she started to get that feeling Again.

"You are a very naughty girl Emma". Regina brought the crop down once more.

"Two". Emma cried.

"And naughty girls deserves to be punished". Again…

"Three". Emma wiggled. It seemed as if Regina was aiming and hitting the same spot with the riding crop, and it was becoming very, very sore… "No more please".

"I told you 10, and 10 you shall receive". Again…same spot.

"Four"…Emma hissed. The pain was becoming more intense, as well as the ache between her legs. Emma did not know why her body would choose a time like now to become horny. "Please…"

"Would you like another one dear?" Regina sing song-ed. "All you had to do was ask dear". Regina chuckled.

"No, No, no more, I'm sorry. I didn't know that I wasn't supposed to get up".

Again… Regina waited until she heard Emma's five before she continued… "Well, this is a great learning experience for you my dear. You know, you should never apologize when you do something wrong…She used to do that all the time". Regina grinded her teeth thinking about Snow White. If only Snow White was seeing what the Evil Queen and her daughter was doing. "You know, you're lucky you're a blonde". Regina hissed. "You already have her chin"… Regina brought the riding crop down once more, this time it was twice as hard as the ones before. Regina was now angry, she always became that way whenever she thought about her.

"Six". Emma whined. She wanted to move…this spanking was quickly moving from pain and pleasure to pure pain. "It hurts, and I'm sorry, I've learned my lesson, I'm sorry".

"Shut-up!" Regina barked as she brought the crop down again. "Don't talk while I'm punishing you".

"Se..seven". Emma unsurely responded. Emma was confused and scared.

"It will do you very well to not be like her Emma. I don't want to hear you apologize ever again. Own up to your mistakes and accept the consequences". Again…

"Eight" Emma cried. She was crying out loud now, the pain was becoming unbearable, and each time it was the same spot.

Again…

"Nine"… It was clear to Emma that Regina was spanking her out of hatred now, but it wasn't because of her…it was because of who ever 'her' was. Maybe it was Miss Blanchard. Regina flipped out once she thought Emma was talking to her.

Again…

"10…10". Emma tried to control her breathing, glad that it was all over.

Regina was furious. She wanted to keep beating Emma, but that was until she made eye contact with Emma. Her tearful eyes showed fear. She didn't want fear, not from Emma, she wanted Respect. She wanted Emma to know who was in charge. "Go on, strip the floors and re-wax them". Regina stood from her chair, and walked out of the room.

This confused Emma but she did as she was told and got to work.

Regina returned shortly with another bottle of Cider and a book. She sat silently and read while Emma worked. Almost 3 hours later, Emma announced that she was done. Her knees were killing her, and she avoided applying pressure on her bottom, because it was sore.

"Very Well". Regina sat the book down and looked at Emma. "You may get up. This part of your punishment is over".

Emma didn't have to be told twice, she stood up, pulling the maids outfit down as much as she could, waiting more instructions. She was nervous, she hoped it wasn't another spanking.

Regina pointed to a neatly stacked pile of papers, as well as two pencils on the other side of the breakfast bar. "Go sit, I want 100 lines…'I will not skip school' I want them neatly done, otherwise you will start all over".

Regina instructed. Emma flinched as she crawled on top of the bar stool, to sit down. Emma quickly got to work.

Regina had changed Emma's second half of the punishment considerable. It started off with 500 lines, but Regina over did it on the spanking. Emma would be sore for days. Regina lost control, and she regretted that.

Regina sat and read more of her book, while Emma silently worked. When Emma handed the papers to Regina, Regina looked over it and then ripped it up throwing it in the trash. "Alright Emma, your punishment is over. Go take a hot shower, and place your uniform, along with your school uniform and underclothes neatly in the chair so I may wash them.

"Yes Ma'am". Emma answered. Glad her punishment was over. She quickly left the room.

Regina sighed as she thought about tonight's events. She was not happy with the results. She knew what she had to do, she slowly cleaned up her mess, and headed upstairs to Emma's room.

Author's notes...

Okay Guys, tell me what you think...I'm not sure about this chapter, you see I spent a long time working on this chapter while I was at the hospital waiting on my Grandmother, but my laptop died, and I lost EVERYTHING. It was about 5000 words...Word usually save my work automatically, but nope...not that time :( I tried to recreate it...It was too awesome...Anyhow, enjoy this !