((Yeah, this chapter is loaded with smut. Don't like, don't read.))
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Twenty-one:
It's Regina's birthday.
She's twenty-one.
She should be feeling proud. Proud that she survived another year of this masquerade.
And she is. She hasn't snapped yet. She's still fighting.
She's one year closer to get her revenge.
That's what keeps her going today.
Her birthday is never mentioned at court. Regina doubts that the king knows when it is her birthday, he certainly never mentions it. Perhaps he finds it uncomfortable to be reminded of how young she really is.
Snow White never mentions her birthday either. The little brat is far too busy manipulating her surroundings.
The only one who actually acknowledges the date, is Daddy. He always knocks on her door early in the morning and greets her with a hug, a "happy birthday, my dear", and a little something he found for her. Sometimes it's jewelry, a little necklace or something like that, but this year it just so happens to be chocolate. He knows Regina and her sweet tooth. She never indulges in it in public, Mother had always scolded her for eating chocolate and "letting her waistline go", but Daddy never comments on it, and in return, Regina shares the chocolate with him.
He smiles at her, and they talk and tell each other stories, but Regina is sure, she doesn't fool him. He knows unhappy she is.
After having breakfast with the king and Snow White (who babbles on about her new horse), Regina excuses herself and says she wishes to go for a walk in the wood.
The king doesn't protest. He simply nods and turns his attention back to his precious daughter.
So, Regina heads out on her little walk. It's a beautiful day, the weather is mocking her. She has never connected her birthday to anything particularly nice before.
Mother said every year that she feared Regina would grow up to be a terrible, gangly girl.
When Regina turned sixteen, Mother started saying that she was afraid, Regina would grow up to be an old maid.
A week after her eighteen birthday, she married the king.
So no, she has never connected her birthday to anything nice.
Of course, there had been those stolen moments with Daniel. He had brought her flowers and kissed her cheek and wished her a happy birthday, and it had been wonderful.
But it had also been rushed. Stolen moments. Stolen kisses whenever they could. And then he had been taken from her. Ripped from her arms. Because a little girl couldn't keep her mouth shut.
Regina stops once she reaches the lake. She sits down and dips one foot into the water. Her mind immediately spins in dark directions, and for a moment, she allows herself to get lost in a wonderful daydream where in she slowly chokes the life out of Snow White while the girl desperately claws at her hands and try to free herself.
What a daydream.
Let it come true. Let Snow White die for her hand. Let king Leopold kneel before her.
Let her bathe in Snow White's blood.
Regina tightens her grip on the soft grass underneath her. The thought of that, the thought of seeing Snow White perish is enough to make her feel warm and almost a bit drunk.
It suddenly occurs to her, that she should have brought her spell book with her. Now would have been a perfect time to study. Here, at the lake, where she's completely undisturbed.
But this is her birthday… She's allowed to rest on her birthday, isn't she?
No, dearie, you have to study hard to get what you want. Evil never rests.
Evil. Evil. No, she's not evil. She simply wants revenge over the ones who wronged her. That's not evil, is it?
No. That's simple justice.
And justice will be served. Justice will come. Even for sweet little Snow White.
Regina opens her eyes and exhales softly. She even smiles a little. One year closer to get what she wants.
She leans back and enjoys the sunlight. For once she's alone. For once, she's not surrounded by knights or maids. For once, Snow White isn't by her side, demanding her attention.
That's when a black raven lands next to her. The bird's sudden appearance doesn't startle Regina, but she does wonder how it found her all the way out here. The raven "R-r-r-r's" at her and sticks its leg out. And now Regina notices that there's a note attached to the bird's leg. She quickly frees the raven from its burden and unfolds the little scroll:
"Darling,
You are hereby requested to come to my castle tonight, so I can formally wish you a happy birthday.
No excuses. You are coming, and that's final.
Don't keep me waiting for you."
Regina almost chuckles as she closes her fingers around the scroll.
"Tell your mistress that I'll be coming," she tells the raven, and she's certain that the bird understands her, and that it will pass the message along to Maleficent.
The raven flies off and leaves Regina grinning to herself. So Maleficent wants to see her tonight. How on earth did the sorceress know that it's Regina's birthday today?
Regina feels how her abdomen already tightens in anticipation. God, she wants this. She wants to spend her birthday with Maleficent. Preferably naked and with Maleficent's head between her thighs. Regina bites her lip. The thought of that sends a sizzling sensation straight to her core, and she's already feeling slightly damp.
She pulls her foot out of the water and stands up. Her walk is over. If she is to be away tonight, she'll have to keep up the façade today. And that sadly includes spending as much time as possible with Snow White.
Hopefully fate got something much better in store for her later.
So, later that evening, once the castle is asleep (by a spell or voluntarily?) Regina retires to her bedchambers and changes from the purple gown she's been donning that day and into a significantly different one. A red velvet thing with a rather plunging neckline. She has never worn it before, but there's a first time for everything, and she's not ashamed to admit that she looks exquisite in it. It hugs her curves in the most delightful way and makes her cleavage look, well… eye catching.
Regina smirks a little as she runs a comb through her hair. She decides to just let it hang loose in soft curls down her back. Any kind of up-do would be destroyed by the end of the night. That's how their "meetings" usually plays out, and Regina isn't expecting this night to be any different. Her abdomen tightens again.
Once she's dressed and done up, she grabs her cloak and ties it around her. Maleficent is in for a surprise tonight.
Regina grins wickedly as she leaves her bedchambers and saunters down the hallway.
The Forbidden Fortress is awfully dark and quiet when Regina arrives, and she slips through the many rooms in her search after the blonde sorceress.
She finds her in the bedchambers. Maleficent is sitting at her vanity, brushing her golden locks. Regina smirks again. There are lit candles, flickering flames in the fireplace, and the entire bedchamber smells absolutely delicious. Clearly, Maleficent has an agenda. A clear idea of what's gonna happen tonight.
Maleficent looks up and sees Regina's reflection in the mirror. She promptly puts the hairbrush down. "Darling."
"You send for me?" Regina drawls.
"Oh yes, that I did," Mal says and her voice is soft, almost like she's already caressing Regina.
"And did you want something in particular, dragon?" Regina inquires and unfastens her cape. She sees Maleficent's blue eyes darken and widen as she reveals the red velvet dress underneath the cloak.
"Well, well," Maleficent purrs. "Don't you look… delicious."
Regina grins. "I figured I should dress for the occasion, and I think I was right to do that. You are practically drooling, my dear dragon."
"Getting a bit cheeky, are we?" Maleficent drawls and sashays over to her.
"Maybe," Regina chuckles as Maleficent arms loops around her waist, pulling her closer.
"Do you need to be punished, little queen?" Maleficent asks and squeezes Regina's rear.
"Maybe I do," Regina cackles gleefully and leans in to scrape her teeth over Mal's neck. Maleficent looks rather good herself tonight, dressed in a long silk nightgown and a robe.
"Have you been wicked, Your Majesty?" Maleficent growls in her ear and grasps Regina's chin. "Your dress is certainly wicked enough as it is."
"Mm, I've been bad," Regina assures and claims Maleficent's lips in a not very tender kiss.
"Oh? How have you been bad, little queen? You must tell me."
So Regina giggles and tells Maleficent how she's been bad since the last time they saw each other. She doesn't leave anything out and mentions every last little "wrongdoing".
Maleficent's eyebrow raises. "My, my you have been bad, haven't you?"
"Yes."
"And do you know what I do to bad girls, Regina?" Maleficent asks silkily.
"No," Regina says innocently and plays along.
"I punish them," Maleficent whispers into her ear and her tongue darts out and licks Regina's earlobe.
Regina moans and feels a rush of wetness settling between her legs. "Y-you do?"
"Oh, yes," Maleficent breathes. "And I think you're in dire need of an attitude adjustment, my sweet. How bad you've been, and that dress…"
Regina whimpers. She's wet, so wet already and her core aches at Maleficent's words.
"Oh, it's too late to regret and feel sorry, my sweet," Maleficent says as she grabs the chair she was sitting on moments ago and pulls it into the center of the room. "You are getting punished and that's final."
Regina swallows thickly. Of course, she has a pretty good idea of what's coming for her, but that doesn't make it any less exiting. Well, it's too late to back out now, and she knows she'll enjoy it once they get started.
Maleficent sits down on the chair and flashes Regina a rather dangerous look. "Come here, you bad girl."
Regina walks over to her, and Maleficent pats her thigh. "Over my knee."
"But..." Regina says. Protesting is a part of this game.
"Right now, Regina," Maleficent warns. "Don't try to worm your way out of this. Bad girls get punished. Now come here."
Regina bites her lip as she lies down across Maleficent's lap. She can hear her own pulse hammering in her ear, and she's quite sure, she's already soaked.
"Do you know how I punish bad girls, Regina?" Maleficent asks silkily and runs her finger up and down Regina's bottom. "I spank them."
Regina sucks in a breath.
"And that's exactly what I'm gonna do to you, my sweet. A good over the knee spanking is what you need."
"Mmmph!" Regina hisses. Not because she's afraid, but because Maleficent is drawing this out.
"Shh, talking back at me will only make this worse, darling." Maleficent assures, and Regina grabs onto her ankle for support. She knows exactly what's about to hit her.
Smack. The first strike lands on her left cheek, and Regina hisses.
Smack. This time on her right cheek. Regina hisses again.
Smack. Regina bites her lip and tightens her grip on Mal's ankle.
"Did that hurt, my sweet?"
"Y-yes," Regina answers. What did the dragon expect? Of course it hurt.
"Do you want more?"
"Yes."
Maleficent cackles. "That's not a good girls answer, is it?"
Smack. Regina yelps a little. No, she's definitely not a good girl tonight. She's bad, so bad.
Smack. Maleficent's hand lands on her bottom again, and Regina can hear her huff. "Hmm. I'm afraid this won't teach you a lesson, darling." She never ceases her grip on Regina's waist, but she moves her other hand and lifts Regina's dress, revealing her bare legs and panties.
Regina shivers in anticipation.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack.
Regina moans as Maleficent's hand lands directly on her sit spot. Oh god, this feels so good. It's painful, but its even more pleasurable. Every strike sends shockwaves straight to her core.
Smack.
"Ahh!" Regina yelps, half in pain, half in pleasure.
"What's this?" Maleficent asks suddenly and cups her through her panties. "Are you wet, Regina?"
"Y-yes."
"What am I gonna do with you, you bad, bad girl," Maleficent says and clicks her tongue. She isn't very good at feigning disappointment though. Regina can hear how pleased she is.
"I-I don't know," Regina moans and wiggles her hips slightly.
"Wet and grinding against me," Maleficent comments. "You are really just begging to be spanked, aren't you?"
Regina grinds against her again.
Smack.
Smack.
"Maleficent!"
"Hmm," Maleficent hums. "I think this ought to teach you a lesson, my sweet," she carefully brings Regina's panties down her legs, leaving her completely bare.
Smack.
Regina whimpers when Maleficent's hand connect with her bare bottom, and this time it actually hurts a bit.
"Shh," Maleficent soothes and gives Regina's clit a light pet.
That only makes Regina moan again.
Smack.
Pet.
Smack.
Pet.
Smack.
Pet.
For every spank, she makes sure to pet Regina's clit, and it doesn't take long before Regina is moaning and wiggling on her lap, driven half mad with need.
"Quiet," Maleficent warns and "rewards" Regina with a particular hard spank to her bottom. "If you're quiet, I might just give you what you want."
Regina swallows her moans.
Smack. Pet.
Smack. Maleficent takes her clit between two fingers and rubs it. Regina bites her lip.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack.
Pet. Maleficent is definitely not playing fair anymore. She's practically rubbing Regina now.
Her bottom is on fire and her clit is throbbing. She needs, she needs, she desperately needs to…
"Alright, darling, I think you've learned your lesson. Stand." Maleficent says.
Regina tumbles off her lap and stands on shaky legs. Her bottom is burning, and she's so wet she could die on the spot.
"Bend over the bed," Maleficent says silkily.
Regina raises an eyebrow. That's hardly a position fitting for a queen.
"I couldn't possibly ask you to lie on your back," Maleficent continues. "That would only be painful for you, darling. Now bend over the bed."
Regina sucks in a breath and leans forward on her elbows until she's completely bent over the bed. The position embarrasses her, and she hides her face in one of the pillows.
"Spread your legs, darling."
Regina spreads her legs as much as she can.
Maleficent runs her finger up and down her back, and then, without any warning she swats Regina's bottom again.
"Ow!" Regina protests. She thought they were done with that.
"I'm sorry, darling," Maleficent laughs. "I couldn't resist it. But I promise I'll be nice to you now."
"You better, because otherwise I might just- aaah!" Regina interrupts herself midsentence and groans when Maleficent without any warning plunges two fingers inside her.
Regina moans and buries her head in the pillow. Maleficent begins to thrust hard and fast, and Regina's moans gets slightly muffled by the pillow.
She can't even scream, even if she wanted to. The way Maleficent' fingers move inside her, renders her completely speechless, and all she can do is arching backwards to meet Maleficent's fingers.
"Come for me, darling," Maleficent hisses and plunges a third finger inside her.
This time, Regina raises her head slightly and cries out. Her elbows shake with each thrust, and she fears she might just topple over and ruin it.
"I said come for me, darling" Maleficent repeats and hooks her fingers inside Regina.
Regina cries out again. Maleficent suddenly gives her bottom another swat, causing Regina's legs to tremble slightly. Then the blonde sorceress moves one hand to Regina's front, giving her breast a clumsy grope and then sliding down, finding Regina's clit with her fingertip. She immediately starts rubbing the swollen nub in earnest, and Regina screams as the pleasure mounts inside her and the orgasm hits her like a sucker punch right in the gut.
She moans and moans and moans and then her elbows finally cave in, and she ends up half lying on the bed, head still buried in the pillows.
Maleficent cackles and lifts her weak legs up and swings them up on the bed so Regina is lying a bit more comfortably. Regina is grateful for that. Her legs had started to hurt a little.
Maleficent gracefully climbs up on the bed and flips Regina over so she's lying on her back instead.
Regina hisses a little when her backside comes into contact with the mattress.
Maleficent cackles again and places her palms flatly on the mattress, on either side of Regina's face. Then she leans down and kisses Regina surprisingly tenderly for someone who just did what she did moments ago.
"Happy birthday, darling." Maleficent breathes and places a feather light kiss on Regina's throat.
"Thank you," Regina giggles.
"Love the dress," Maleficent adds, and Regina splutters quietly.
"But I think you will have to take it off," Maleficent muses.
"I can't move," Regina states plainly.
Maleficent waves her hand, and Regina gasps a little when her dress and corset disappears and leaves her completely naked.
"How's your backside?" Maleficent asks and wiggle a hand in between the mattress and Regina to cup her tender rear.
"Sore," Regina says truthfully and wiggles her hips a little.
"Careful," Maleficent warns and puts a hand on Regina's hip to still her. "Don't make me spank you again."
"Oh, you would like that, wouldn't you," Regina huffs. She's still a little rattled after the previous orgasm.
"Yes, yes, I would, but I don't think your backside would appreciate it. Lie on your front, little queen."
"Why?" Regina asks and sniffs into the air. Maleficent just brought out a bottle with something that smells rather good. Of vanilla and something else she can't quite name.
"What's that?" she inquires and raises on her elbow.
"It's oil, little one. Don't worry. This part won't hurt. Now lie on your front."
Regina rolls over to lie on her front and a second after, she hears Maleficent pop the lit off the bottle. A few of the vanilla scented drops lands on her backside, and Regina hums in appreciation. It feels nice and cool.
"Is that nice, little queen?"
"Yes," Regina murmurs and closes her eyes as Maleficent carefully rubs the scented oil into the tender skin on her backside.
"Did you find your spanking to be satisfying, Your Majesty?" Mal quips.
"Yes, very." Regina grins.
Maleficent cackles as she soothes Regina's skin with the oil. "Who would have thought that the little blushing queen were such a bad girl?"
"You've corrupted me," Regina giggles.
"Mmm, quite the easy one to corrupt," Maleficent murmurs, and she almost sounds a bit sad.
But Regina doesn't get any time to wonder about her tone, because Maleficent suddenly moves her fingers upwards and starts rubbing the oil into Regina's back.
"Now what are you doing?" Regina inquires.
"Giving you the full treatment," Maleficent says and grins a little as she spreads the oil all over Regina. From her lower back and all the way up to the nape of her neck.
To Be Continued…