Emma's Chambers

Mindlessly, she burst through her door. Immediately feeling a disturbance in her space, the blond paused, looking up from her partially opened door she stopped with wide eyes. There in the middle of her room sitting on what looked like her father's throne was the most unique and exquisite creature she had ever had the pleasure of laying her eyes on.

“Come in Princess” Regina purred slowly pulling her robe open, exposing her flawless body to darkening green eyes as she sat relaxed on the gilded throne. The anticipation of what was to come had the queen so aroused that it hurt deliciously. Her cock was at full mast, throbbing as she watched Emma close the door partially and slowly approach her. “I thought, since you tended to me so well in the forest, that you could finish the job.” She teased with a grin that was all teeth, her long fingers gently and teasingly caressing her hard arousal.

Emma was aghast, a blush covering her from head to toe, “Th-that was; I-uh” Averting her eyes, the blond swallowed hard as she turned her back on the woman. Her heart raced, blood rushing through her, a tightening in her gut alerting her to her own arousal as a flood of slick filled her britches at the vision before her. Emma was speechless, deeply aroused, and confused.

“A poor trick on my part, yes.” Standing up, the brunette shed her robe and stepped closer to Emma. Regina didn’t want to use magic like she had with Snow. She felt as if it would cheapen this experience. Looking at the trembling Princess, Regina had a feeling that it wouldn’t take much corrosion to get the blond to let go and submit to her.

“You’re the Evil Queen, aren’t you?” Emma breathed out in a nervous squeak. A strange sensation was working through her body as it quivered. Her eyes clenched shut as an anticipation of something she couldn't identify filled her. She knew she should be shouting, calling for the guards to come and arrest the flawless woman in front of her. Swallowing harshly, Emma felt as if her lips were sealed together like she had swallowed a cup full of honey syrup with nothing to wash it down.

“I am,” The voice that answered, was simply pure sex, and it dripped over Emma slowly. The timber of it burned her, made her feel alive. She felt she had no control over her body. She had become a puppet and the Queen her master.

Placing her hands on Emma's trembling shoulders, Regina pushed the Princess to her knees, “kneel”.

Like putty in her hands, as her voice seduced the blond princess better than any of her magic could, Regina felt triumphant. Gazing at the kneeling blond whose eyes were still locked onto her own honey caramel, she grabbed her hard member in one hand. Giving it a slow stroke, she moved forward till the purple, swollen head was just an inch away from where she desired it. Gently she ran her hands through tangled blond locks, affectionately as she stepped closer to Emma until the tip of her cock gently touched the pucker of Emma's sweet pink lips.

Regina began to rub the head of her cock against soft pink lips slowly, “open and pay homage to your Queen” she husked, pushing her thick heated flesh forward against Emma’s lips to get the blond to take the hint. When nothing happened after the first few probes of her weeping head, Regina’s frustration began to rise. Tightening her grip on the blonde's curls, she pulled on them as she pushed forward, “Open your mouth!” Regina growled.

Taking advantage of the gasp that opened Emma’s mouth, Regina thrust her hips forward, entering that wet cavern with a moan. Relaxing her grip on Emma’s hair, Regina softly started to thrust her hips, fucking Emma’s mouth slowly. A feeling of heaven engulfed the brunette as she got lost in the feeling of Emma's mouth on her throbbing dick. Regina spoke words of encouragement to the young woman, wanting the princess to know she was doing a very good job in pleasing her Queen.

“Oh Emma -humph your mouth feels so good Princess.” Feeling a tongue attentively swirl around her thrusting cock, Regina’s moans got louder as her thrusting hips picked up in speed, her rhythm becoming almost vicious the deeper she went. Regina loved that the blond was starting to get into it, as with each press further into the blonde's mouth, a resounding moan would send delicious vibrations up her pulsing cock. She was only six of her nine inches inside the blonde’s mouth, but Regina couldn't care less. She had been dreaming of this moment since she first impregnated Snow.

She dreamt of how she would entreat each of her future adult children to pleasure. Especially her daughters. Now, starting with Emma, Regina was going to make good on her promise and teach her daughters what whores they truly were for her dick and hers alone. Just like their mother Snow White, both Emma and Rose will come to crave the pleasure only she could give them. That she would bless them by taking their maidenheads and amass a grand lineage of many daughters. She would ensure her line remained pure and true as each child she would bless them with would be stronger, and better.

Emma’s hands moved of their own accord, gripping the Queen's naked thighs as she moaned with each thrust that Regina gave. Something flavorful began to fill Emma's mouth with each movement of the cock that was pushing against her throat. It was a tad salty but sweet, and the blonde wanted more of it. It seemed that the more the cock moved within her mouth, the more flavor would come. Like chocolate and honey mixed together, coating her tongue and dripping down her throat, it was the most divine thing she had ever tasted. She had no idea that it was Regina’s pre-cum that was filling her mouth. Emma was completely unaware that the increased tempo and sloppy thrusts of the brunette's hips meant that the queen was close to cumming and filling Emma's mouth with her seed. Emma just knew that she wanted more of the taste in her mouth, that it was making her body overheat and center throb.

“Ohhuhh Emma, I am gonna - uuhhhggmmphh” Was all Emma heard in her delirium from the body above hers. Regina gasped as she felt her balls churn and throb, It had been a couple of weeks of build-up since she had had the pleasure of another's mouth on her fleshy sword. The Queen was secretly shocked she lasted as long as she did, but the convulsing pleasure that was racing through her body was worth the holdout. Beneath her, Emma was **** as her throat was invaded and cum flowed down into her stomach. Its thickness and the continual throbbing stretched her throat, cutting off her airways.

Regina moaned, grunting with her hips pressed flush against the Princess' face. Holding Emma to her tightly as her cock swelled and throbbed her release into the blonde’s throat, she hazily opened her eyes, staring at a pair of startled hazel browns belonging to her Henry. Smirking at the Prince, she slowly pulled out of the struggling Princess's mouth and let the last spurts of her cum spill on the princess's flushed face and clothed breasts. Her gaze never wavered from her son as she milked her cock for every last spurt she had in her.

Regina hadn’t felt him watching when she had been lost in her euphoria, though from the bulge that she spied in his trousers and the lust in his eyes, Regina wagered that he had been watching for quite a while.

Stepping back from Emma’s heaving body that was still spitting up a mixture of cum, spit, and bile, the brunette decided that she would gift her son with what he truly wanted. The “Savior” being punished.