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Alternate Universe. No Henry. This story contains BDSM one shots of Married Swan queen. D/S, Master/slave, Domme Emma/Sub Regina

"Come on Emma. Would you please give it a try for me?" Regina pleaded and gave Emma those big, round puppy eyes

"No Regina. I don't want to talk about it anymore. Is it so hard to believe that I don't want to hurt you?" Emma said firmly.

"You wouldn't have to hurt me, dear unless I was bad, of course." Regina said grinning lewdly.

"Don't lie to me, Regina. I read those stories you sent me from that site. They abused those poor women. How can that possibly turn you on?" Emma said, slightly angry.

"You can't tell me that those stories didn't turn you on even the slightest bit. Not to mention you have given me some pretty good spankings in the past. You even used the hairbrush a couple of times." Regina said biting her plump lips.

"Yes, fine, I admit they turned me on but I would've had to been dead for them not to. They were hot, but even having said that, I could never beat you with a strap or even a crop. A good spanking now and again is one thing but the other is just plain abuse." Emma said, trying to reason with her.

Regina looked at Emma pleadingly (with those puppy eyes again). "Maybe you didn't understand the reason I sent those to you. It isn't the physical violence that turns me on so much as the complete submission to you. I mean you don't have to discipline me harshly, just be firm and demand obedience."

Regina paused. "Ok, let's say, for instance, that you send me an email in the morning from "my master" saying that tonight you would be on the train that pulls in at 6:55 and you wants me there to pick you up on time wearing nothing but my coat, collar and leash. I arrive there fully dressed because I didn't have time to go home and change. I have failed to play the game, which started the moment you sent the email, therefore I must be taught a lesson.

"Now that lesson could be as simple you taking me home, scolding me and turning me over your knee for a spanking. It is all about you having power over that which you own. The rest of the dominance play could be you giving orders, using my body for your pleasure and expecting complete subservience. Whatever you're comfortable with. It is much like training a dog. You give it orders, and expect it to follow, rewarding and punishing it as you see fit. In that respect it is much like the stories minus the hard core S&M."

Regina sat quietly, watching Emma over the table waiting patiently for her response. Regina could see that Emma's mind was working overtime as the varying expressions played over her beautiful face. She thought it was so sexy when Emma was thinking so hard.

"So you're saying that all I would have to do is let you know that the game was on for a particular night, day or even weekend, give you instructions if there was any specific prep I wanted and then you would willingly be my slave, surrendering all dominance to me?" Emma questioned.

Regina could see that Emma was becoming aroused by the thought. Emma's breathing changed and she began to fidget slightly. The average person wouldn't have noticed but she had known Emma for more than 5 years. Regina had long clued in on the signs that she was getting some.

"That is exactly what I am saying. I would do or not do anything you requested of me. Let me give you a couple of examples. We get home, and you order me to strip down and wait for you in the bedroom on the bed, in doggie style or whatever. I would go there with maybe a simple, 'Yes my master' and then when/if you felt ready to come to the bedroom I would be waiting exactly as you requested.

"Or lets say, you ordered me to give you head and you decided you wanted to cum in my mouth, you would simply order me to suck you until you came or not let me stop until your goal was attained never telling me anything but to suck you, after which point you could either service me, leave me wanting or tell me to bring myself, as it pleased you. You could even demand that I not cum until you tell me I can and then punish me if I fail you. It is completely your call. You are the master and you would own me just like a pet."

"Wow! What a power trip! I could definitely get into that." Emma said excitedly, grinning like a child.

"I didn't see how you couldn't. You just have to remember that you are not my wife and I am not your wife. I am slave to your master and you have to be firm and unrelenting, much like you would a dog or small child. Subs live to serve and pleasure is derived only from giving their master pleasure and not disappointing them. Anything is a possibility when you are master, no fantasy denied, within limits. You are in complete control of your property."

Regina couldn't believe Emma was actually considering this. She had been proposing this since they met nearly 5 years ago. She had dreamed of being Emma's slave, fantasized about it, but never dreamed it possible. Her pussy became wet with just the thought that she might actually get her wish, but she had to be patient and not push too hard. She had an idea.

"How about this. I can tell you're at least curious about this, so why don't you try your hand at being my master? It would only last until midnight. That's only four hours from now. You could stop the game at any time if you became uncomfortable or turned off. What do you think?" She squirmed as she posed the challenge to Emma, grinding her swollen cunt into the hard wooden chair.

"I could stop it at anytime and you wouldn't bring it up again?" Emma said hesitantly as if she might bite.

"Absolutely. Just the fact that you are willing to try this for me would be enough. I would forever lock this fantasy away, only reading about it online." She promised sincerely.

"Alright. I will give it a try. You are lucky I love you so much." Emma conceded.

She jumped off the chair squealing happily, throwing her arms around Emma's neck and kissed her hard on the cheek. "Thank you so much. I love you too baby"

"You are going to love this. I promise." Regina was as happy as a schoolgirl.

"Okay, Anything to make you happy Gina. If we're going to do this, why don't you go into the bedroom and freshen up. It is 7:15 now; we'll start the game promptly at 8:00. Don't come out of the bedroom until I call you, ok. In the meantime, I really need to get my head around this. It will be hard not being your wife but instead your master, your owner. Now go on, I need be alone for a bit." Emma said firmly. Regina didn't think it was going to be as hard on Emma as she thought.

"Of course, master." Regina purred as she headed up the stairs to the bedroom.

"Master. I could get used to this." Emma said smiling to herself sitting down on the couch. Emma reached for her laptop to re-read the story Regina sent her. Emma needed to be sure she knew how to play the role.