The Queen and her Slave - English Version

Chapter 3

    Emma slept most of the day, waking up now and then only because of the pain that every movement caused her. When the sun went down, her body was still marked by the strikes suffered the night before.
Two guards opened the door of her cell. Emma raised her head towards them. Her eyes filled with tears at the thought of having to endure the torture once again. She didn't have the strenght to resist, though. They dragged her to the queen's room, and they left her on the floor, before the queen.
Regina looked at her, then she approached her. She lifted the girl's face with a finger.
«Are you scared?» she asked looking in her eyes.
The girl hesitated, but nodded eventually.
«Didn't you enjoy it yesterday?» the woman questioned again.
Emma swallowed, her breath fast.
« You should be thanking me...» the queen plowed on instead of waiting her answer, her left brow slightly arched. « I think you never experienced anything like that before, after all. Men only think about themselves, about their needs...I don't think I did the same, did I?»
Emma opened her lips, but she couldn't find the voice to speak. Regina caught on straight away, and made appear a glass full of water before her. The principess hesitated, gazed at her with astonishement, waiting for her permission. When the brunette nodded encouraging her, she raised a bit and grabbed the glass, emptying it.
Regina waved a hand, a wide gesture that covered exactly the lenght of Emma's still naked body.
The girl felt a weird sensation, like a fresh wind over her skin, and a moment later every trace of pain vanished. She looked at herself, putting distractedly the glass on the floor. She opened wide her eyes realizing that Regina cured her.
She gaped at her.
«Your Majesty...» she could only say, too astounded to articulate a full sentence.
Regina watched her with indifference.
«You're useless if you can't even move.» she coldly explained.
The delusion deadened the surprise. Emma straightened her back.
«What do you want to do to me, this time?» she asked.
«This time...» the woman repeated with a veil of contempt in her voice, glaring at her. «... you'd better please me, slave, or I won't be that benevolent.»
Emma nodded and gazed down.
«Yes, Your Majesty.»
«Lay on the bed.» she ordered.
The girl obeyed. The queen went close to the bed, and began to undress in front of her, slowly.
Emma felt her mouth dry. She couln't look away, her eyes followed every move of the woman's hands.
Regina smiled, amused.
«I deduce you like it... You don't look scared now.» she commented, her voice hot, soft.
Emma blushed violently.
«I, ehm... I mean, yes, no...» she stuttered, confused.
A short laughter gurgled between the queen's red lips.
«So, do you like it or not?» she inquired smiling.
«Yes.» the girl answered quickly, blushing even more.
«Are you still scared?»
Emma shook her head, hesitating just a bit.
«What changed?» the queen asked, her dark eyes glistening with amusement as she untied the laces that kept the corset closed on her breasts. Emma's eyes followed her hands.
«It changed that... that I'm not tied up.» she answered after a bit, unable to look away from her.
«Seen how you came, it didn't look like you weren't enjoying it...» the other woman replied letting her corset slide from her body, standing naked before her.
The princess' heart lost some beats.
«Y-yes but... this way's better.» she managed to say, too distracted to invent a good excuse.
«I establish what's better.» the queen replied sharply sitting then with legs astride over her. She felt her tremble under her.
«Yes, Your Majesty.» the girl anwered, her gaze still wandering over her body.
Regina grabbed her hand. She licked the slave's finger sas her eyes kept piercing the blonde's, that opened wide. The girl felt a familiar heath light up inside her. The queen sucked her fingers, making her arousal grow. She then took her hand between her legs, and lead her inside her. Regina half-closed her eyes starting to rock her hips towards her fingers. Emma felt her core cntract violently, and she started pushing her fingers further inside her. Regina let out a light moan and made her increase the rhythm. Emma istinctively opened her fingers inside her, making her moan louder. She tried, without thinking, to lift and she leaned her free hand on her cheek, getting closer to kiss her. Their lips were about to touch when the brunette grabbed her throat, pinning her to the bed.
«Never do that again, slave.» she commanded, emphasizing the last word. «You're here only for my amusement.»
Emma nodded, choked by her grip.
«I never said you to stop.» the queen said menacingly, glaring at her. The girl realized just then that she had stopped moving inside her. She resumed doing it, fighting to breathe until Regina let her go. She repressed a fit of coughing and went on moving.
Emma was enchanted by the sight of the queen's body moving above her. She watched the perfection of every detail, the way she arched her back to get more pleasure, the half-closed eyes, like the lips, with that scar that made them even more sexy. A thousand times she had wandered what caused it, never being allowed to ask it. She felt her tense, ready to reach the climax. So she sped up the rhythm until she felt her coming.
Regina panted, then she laid on the bed next to her, her breath uneven.
Emma turned her head to watch her, amazed, until the woman told her to go away.