A/N: Hello, well, here you go with a new chapter. I want to warn you guys that this chapter is just a continue to the story because I'm thinking of a plot. You have had 6 full chapters of smut and, yeah, I thought it was time we moved on. Uhm... Also, I have the feeling this isn't very well writen, but I am echausted from studying (I wrote 3 papers this week, had a test and had to presentate 4 topics) so please, forgive me... I hope you enjoy it tho and I'm working on a plot. When I end this story, I will begin a new one, so don't worry, I will write some more smut, even if it's not in this story!

Warning: mention of rape

After some cuddling, I had fallen into a deep and peaceful sleep. I was exhausted, trying to process everything that had happened the last days. Who had thought I wouldn't be living on the streets anymore? Who had thought I would be living in the castle of the Evil Queen as her play thing? I certainly didn't. I hadn't expected it and when those guards had caught me stealing, I was more then sure I would be death by the next day. And here I was laying, beside her Majesty, in her bed.

I hadbeen dreaming quite peacefully, about my past with my happy family, before they decided an annoying little child who wasn't even heir own, didn't belong in their lives. Those people who didn't deserve to be called my parents, had picked me up at the side of the road when I was a kid, and they were happy with me, they said, until they thought I wasn't worth anything anymore. This peaceful dream had ended in a nightmare.

When I woke up, I found my hands cuffed to the headboard of the bed. I tried pulling and I began to panic when I couldn't get my hands free. I started to look around, trying to figure how I possibly could get out of this situation.

"Calm down, dear", I heard whispering in my ear, "I won't hurt you, I just want to play another game."

I turned my head and the Queen standing beside me with a smirk on her face. She had a scarf in her hands and blindfolded me with it so I couldn't see a thing. All my senses were on high alert, I couldn't help but feel a uncomfortable, a slight panic appeared and spread in my body. I started shifting around the bed and I was sure Regina had seen it too, but she didn't react. In fact, she did the opposite. I heard her heels clicking on the marble floor, the sound was moving away from me. Yet, I couldn't relax, I started pulling at the handcuffs again, only hurting myself with it. This was something I totally didn't like.

I heard the sound of her heels coming back and in no time, then I felt her lips pressed on mine. It wasn't passionate like it was earlier. I only felt her hunger for more, it was rough and a distant kiss, and it felt the same when she pushed her tongue in my mouth. When her mouth left mine and began working down my throat, devouring my body, I started to tremble out of fear.

"Please, please, don't", I started to say, sobbing between those words. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. And right at that moment she stopped touching me, removed the scarf and when she did, she saw the tears that had welled up in my eyes and now rolled down my cheeks

"It's alright, darling", she tried to calm me down and a sob came from deep down my throat, "I don't want to hurt you, I never will, it's alright."

When she saw I was not calming down, when she realised I was just paralyzed and scared to death, she flicked her hand and the handcuffs disappeared. The next thing she did, was taking my bare body in her arms, trying to comfort me. I began to sob again, I couldn't help it that I couldn't control myself when I saw nothing, when I was unable to run away. I couldn't. She could do anything with me, but locking me down and blindfolding me were things that just made me sick to my stomach. I couldn't help it, it made me remember how an other person tried to have my body his way.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry", I sobbed, trying to control my breathing again. I tried to collect myself again, but with every touch from her, I just started panicking again, even if those touches were only gentle.

"Please, don't kill me, just I will try the best I have, I just don't want to die yet, I… I'm so sorry, please", I begged and I saw her eyes grow wide, understanding what I just said.

With those words, she placed me back on the bed, just stood up, still looking at me like she was processing what I just said. She stepped backwards and turned to the door of her bedroom. Before she opened it she mumbled just loud enough for me to hear it between my sobs: "I'm sorry you thought I would kill you for something like this. I'm sorry you're thinking I'm the monster everyone wants to believe I am."

And with those words, she walked away. While I was still trying to calm down from my breakdown, I also was processing what she said. Once I was trying to understand the meaning of it, I began to wonder why I said the things I said. I began to wonder why I was so stupid for hurting her feelings. Wait. Hurting her feelings? How was that possible? I was just her new toy, right? Or did she began develop some feelings for me?