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The Queens Revenge	By : cashewQueen Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 41264 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A proud smirk graced the evil queen’s lips as she watched her well-endowed son enjoy the fruits that she blessed him with. Unfortunately she was soon growing bored with this image as well. If she wanted to watch a man or anyone with a phallus being pleasured, she would have pulled her own sword from its confines under her dress for such an event. Regina flicked her wrist towards the mirror once more, “show me Emma.” The image in the mirror rippled sporadically for a moment before clearing into an image of the princess. Narrowing her eyes Regina tried to think of where Emma was. The forestry and surroundings seemed familiar to her as she watched the blonde bend down to gather water from a body of water. A purr of seduction whispered through the room “Mirror, mirror, on the wall, where is the white swan this morning?” With a swirl of green and blue the face of the genie appeared, a look of apprehension on his face as he spoke true to his queen, “She rests at your lake over the borders, near the briar of rose.”
Regina laughed as purple smoke engulfed her frame. It was time her children learned the love of their mother, starting with the swan.
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The heat of the sun had been beating down harshly on Emma as she rode her horse Chestnut across the plains of her kingdom to the dark forest. She was determined to find adventure somewhere today and what better place for adventure than the one place that is forbidden to her. Growing up she had listened to the stories from her parents about the dangers of the dark forest and Evil Queen who rules over it. Her favorite stories had always been about the evil queen. Those were special stories that only their mother Snow white told while the king was away on business. It was like sharing a naughty secret. Now that she was of age Emma was determined to seek her own adventure. This would be the first of many that she took into the dangerous dark forest or so she hoped it would be. After hours of riding she had finally lost the guard that was clumsily trailing behind her. With an exhilarating shout Emma spurred Chestnut onward, faster into the forest and past the kingdoms border.
Emma loved her parents, her siblings, and her kingdom. She tolerated her fiancé only for the peace of escaping the Dark one’s wrath, but she had always had the sensation of being stuck. Emma wanted adventure. She knew her father planned to pass the crown to her when he passed into the next world but that was not something that she wanted at all. That was Henry’s right as the first born, not hers. She was not meant to rule the white kingdom, or get married. She didn't want to get married. The thought of being subjected to the opinion of her husband and father in-law with no choice of her own, greatly irked the blonde princess. She was destined to be a knight, a warrior, not a wife and mother. After fifteen minutes since she had crossed the border between the two kingdoms. Emma called her horse to a slow canter before she caught notice of a lake to her right. Nudging Chestnut into that direction she began to really feel the heat of the day, and the sweat on her brow. Time had seemed to slow the closer she came to the lake. Her riding gear feeling heavy and weighted, she was so happy to come to a stop. So happy to quench her thirst. Dismounting Emma fell to her knees in the mud before the rippling oasis. Cupping her hands, she began to drink deeply from the body of water a moan escaping her throat at how sweet the water tasted to her parched throat. It seemed as if magic had guided her to this place of rest and peace.
The snap of a twig in the distance, halted Emma’s movements. Hands still cupped with water the blond froze and listened. She could feel something had changed but she couldn’t figure out what. Releasing the water that she held, green eyes scanned their surroundings as Emma stood slowly. Hand resting on her swords mantle in full preparation of felling whatever beast might have come for her.
“H-help me.. Please some one help me.” A voice, frail and frightened, whistled over the wind to Emma’s ears. Cautiously the princess moved through the thick foliage alone, confident in leaving her horse by the lake to run or fend for himself. If something were to spook him, Chestnut would return home, or he would laze and wait for her if nothing happened. Each step she took was a practiced one, like her father and the other knights had taught her, she was paranoid of any traps an enemy might have laid out for her. The pleading voice that called through the forest directing her to where she needed to go. Not far from the lake she saw what had caused the disturbance. A peasant woman was lying in a clearing curled up, her dress torn and in parts bloody. Brunette locks mussed with twigs and dirt. Parts of her olive skin, and body exposed beyond the measure of propriety. ‘she must have been attacked. I have to help her.’ Quickly Emma forgot all the lessons on the tricks of the Dark forest and that of the evil queen. She rushed to the fallen woman that was curled up on the ground.
“My lady, are you alright?” Emma gently laid her hands on the shivering woman’s back.
“Please, help.” The woman begged again, keeping her face to the ground lest Emma see the true identity of the woman that she was “helping”.
“What happened? Did bandits do this to you?” Emma asked taking off her jacket and draping it over the brunette.
“A witch, the queen, cursed me.” The disguised Regina whimpered as she played her part, “please help.”
“What has the Evil queen done? Is she still here?” Looking around for the evil being that would dare hurt someone so innocent, the blond failed to notice the purple wisps of smoke that dissipated from the forest floor as Regina’s lust was beginning to cause her glamour to fail.
“It hurts, so much, please help me.” Regina convincingly begged from her position on the ground. Her cock was throbbing and hard, aching for the blondes touch.The thoughts of the things she was going to do to Emma, of the pleasure she was going to give and gain, oh it was making her so hard and horny.
“Where? where does it hurt? Please let me help. I know some first aid. Where have you been struck?” Emma bent down hesitatingly running her hands over the woman to see if she could find the wound. Her hand brushing over a bulging protrusion that seemed out of place near the woman’s abdomen. The groan the woman released clued the blond princess that she had found the injury. Gently she ran her hand up and down the bulge testing to see what it was. It had a curious shape and seemed to be vibrating with heat, twitching even. Emma wondered what could have possibly cause such an abrasion, she felt the need to get a closer look. “It seems a nasty bump, my lady, Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“Noooo….ohhh no knight you’re making…it better.” Regina groaned in pleasure as Princess Emma unknowingly rubbed her cock through her torn skirts.
“Are you bleeding?” Emma wondered looking down in curious fascination as she got a firmer grip of the bulge . She noticed that it was throbbing more under her hand. Every time she stroked it, the bulge seemed to get harder and tighter feeling, like it was being stimulated some how. "My lady, I feel i must take a closer look. I want to be sure that it is not so bad that you will not survive a trip to the healers." The blonde murmured already beginning to move aside the torn skirts to try to see what it was that she was feeling
“Keep rubbing, please” Regina groaned hoarsely, her hips beginning to jerk sporadically, "your making it so much better, knight." It was not as splendid feeling as a mouth or even a wet, warm, pussy but it was working to get the Queen closer to release. Unable to resist Regina reached a free hand that wasnt clutching the forest floor and placed it on top of Emma's. A gasped groan left the Queen as the tips of the princess' fingers brushed against her bare flesh. Pressing the hand she was holding harder on to herself Regina began to grind her hips. Getting closer and closer to being on the verge of cumming Regina moaned in protest as she felt a tug on her magic. She was being called by that damn imp. This was not okay. With a jerking protest to her body and Emma’s confusion, Regina left in a cloud of purple smoke. This was not over, Regina hummed.
Emma stared in confusion at the space where the woman had been. Flushed, confused and terribly aroused for some reason, the blond turned and headed back the way she came. She had no idea what happened but she was determined to find out. First though she wanted to go home, and possibly masturbate.
TBC
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