After a quick shower Regina redressed in her previous clothes and went downstairs, seeing that Emma was on the fifth episode. "Where were you?"

"Just tending to things," she replied, hoping she was vague enough so she didn't set off Emma's superpower. "How are you feeling?"

"Like last night never happened. Seriously, you're a miracle worker at curing hangovers."

"So your hangover is completely gone?" she asked.

"Yup. Like I said, it's like it never happened."

"Very good. Will you come with me."

"Okay," Emma said apprehensively, picking up on how Regina suddenly sounded like her old self. She followed Regina upstairs to her bedroom, where Regina pointed to a chair in the middle of the room. "Have a seat."

"What's going on?" Emma asked as she sat down.

"While I'm sure I already know the answer, what do you remember about last night after you asked me to go out with you and I declined?"

"Um…we got to the rabbit hole and I got into a drinking contest with Ruby. And then… I woke up here."

"So you don't remember what happened when you called me to pick you up."

"No. Why, did I say something embarrassing?" she asked.

"I think it's best if you hear it yourself," Regina said cryptically. She picked up her cell phone and put it on speaker before playing the message Emma had left for her. She smiled as Emma's drunken voice filled the room.

'Regina! Hey! I need…hang on, let me move to a quiet corner!…That's better. I need you to come to the rabbit hole and pick me up. I'm to drive to drunk. Not that I can be arrested, cause I'm the sheriff. But you still need to pick me up. And make sure Henry doesn't see me drunk. Kids shouldn't see their parents this drunk. So make sure he's safe somewhere and then come get me. We can watch The L word together. I've always wanted to see it and it'd be fun if we watched it together. Oh! We can go out for pancakes. Oh my god, I so can go for pancakes and bacon right now. Though I'm sure you'll want something healthier, like apples. Apples. It's funny because you used to be the evil queen and such. But those asshats who wrote that story don't know anything. Because you're the hottest woman in all the realms. Those eyes, that hair, that smile, that pout you get when you're frustrated. And then there's everything below your kissable neck. Your fantastic breasts. Your toned arms. Your shoulders, your stomach. That perfect ass you have. Those great legs and hips, especially when you're in a dress that hugs your perfect body. Helen of Troy's got nothing on you. And you always smell so good. Your hair and skin always smells like apples. I bet you taste like apples. I just want to bury my face between your legs and drink every drop of your sweetness. I want to suck on your clit and lick you out until you come a thousand times in my mouth…WHAT?...I'M TALKING TO SOMEONE HERE! That was Merida, wanting to know who I'm talking to. Well, I'm not telling her. I don't want her to come over and have her way with you. I don't even know if she's into you or not, I'm not taking that chance. You deserve someone who treats you like the amazing treasure you are. I would fucking worship every inch of your perfect body. I'd put on a strap on and ride you until your eyes rolled back and you lost count at how many orgasms you had. I wish I was a masseuse, so I could cover you with oil and rub every delectable part of you. I'd make you feel so good. I could spend hours squeezing and sucking those perfect breasts of yours. I know you wear those silk blouses with the top buttons undone just to drive me wild. I'd lick you up and down, from your eyes to your thighs. And your ass. I swear it was handcrafted by god herself. Do you have any idea how many times I've masturbated thinking about that perfect ass and the way you sway your hips when you're walking. I dream of squeezing those firm plump cheeks and rimming you until you came harder than you ever have before. I bet my queen has never had a tongue in her tight ass. Trust me, you have no idea what you're missing. You wouldn't believe how cleaver my tongue can be, to your front and your back…SHUT UP I'M ON THE PHONE!...I swear I'm going to start arresting people if they doesn't pipe down. Where was I? Oh, I need you to pick me up. Get your horses and carriage and come get me. I miss you and want to go to bed. Hopefully I can get you to join me. So come get me, and make sure Henry's gone so we can be as loud as we want. Bring nachos!'

As the message finally stopped Emma groaned in embarrassment, having buried her face in her hands around the time she started describing Regina's body in detail. Suddenly it all made sense. The apple scented bathroom, the bacon sandwiches, watching The L Word, continually telling her she had a 'clever tongue.' It was all to mess with her over that drunken voicemail. This was worse than she ever could have imagined. In her drunken state she had called Regina and practically had phone sex with the woman. This is really bad, she thought. Really, really bad. Did I really tell her I want to ride her and stick my tongue up her, oh god, somebody kill me now. I'd rather have my heart ripped out then have to live this down. "Regina," Emma said as she finally willed herself to look up. "That was…I can't even..."

"I must say, despite the graphicness of your message, it was actually quite flattering," she replied, making a show of inspecting her nails as she talked. "It's not often someone says I cause such desire in them. And while it was crude, it is quite an ego burst.

"However," she continued as she looked at Emma. "The fact remains that you made a number of very inappropriate comments, to someone who is both your boss and a queen. That's something I can't allow to go unpunished."

"What are you going to do?" Emma asked, envisioning whips and spanking (even if that didn't seem like it would be a bad punishment at all.)

"Just sit tight. I'll be right back," Regina said cryptically as she left the room. Emma sat there, apprehensive as to what was about to happen. She was relatively sure Regina wasn't going to actually hurt her. But that didn't mean she wasn't nervous over whatever was planned for her.

After a few minutes Regina strode into the room with the confidence of a catwalk model, having changed into her 'outfit'. She was wearing a black buttoned blazer, a short black skirt, black fishnet stockings, and slip on black stilettos. Without a word she got her ipod ready and dimmed the lights before going over to Emma, who stared at her. "Wow, Regina," she said as she started standing up. "You look-"

"Sit back down, on your hands," Regina ordered firmly. She waited until Emma was sitting on her hands before continuing. "Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to put on a show while you sit there and watch. If you're good and don't move until I say so, I'll consider your punishment over. But if you get up, or move your hands, or touch either myself or yourself in anyway, then I'll just have to think of ways to extend your suffering. Are we clear?"

"Yes," Emma said, her mouth already dry.

"Good. Sit back and watch." She took a few steps back before pressing play. A song with a heavy base filled the room as Regina began rolling her shoulders and swaying her hips. She strode seductively over to Emma, caressing her cheek lovingly. She leaned in as if to kiss her before pulling back with a smirk. Emma groaned as Regina circled the chair, a predator observing her prey. She dipped down and back up and thrust her pelvis towards the blond before stepping backwards. Slowly she traced a finger up her stomach to the buttons on her blazer and undid them before turning around. With a shrug of her shoulders she slipped the blazer off her body, looking over her shoulder as she dropped it onto the floor. Emma let out an audible gasp as Regina turned around, her upper body clad only in a lacy black bra.

"Holy shit," Emma sighed as Regina ran her hands over her body, caressing and squeezing her bra clad breasts. She tried shifting her hips to quell her throbbing core. Her panties were already soaked and Regina had only taken off one piece of clothing. All she wanted was to throw herself on Regina and ravage her right there. But she knew it wouldn't be good if she interrupted her. So she dug her feet into the carpet, willing herself to sit still.

She's really affected by this, Regina thought proudly at seeing Emma squirm in her seat. Time to kick it up a notch. Turning back around she lifted a foot and lightly kicked a heel off before doing the same to the other. She strutted over to the chair and put a foot up on the arm. Looking right at Emma she ran her hands over her leg and rolled the stocking off. She tried not to laugh at how wide Emma's eyes were as she repeated the move with the other leg. Once they were off she put a stocking around Emma's neck and used it to pull Emma forward as she whispered in her ear, "Put your hands on the arms of the chair." She took the stockings and used them to tie Emma's wrists to the chair, trapping her.

Moving in front of her captive prey Regina turned around and arched her back as she slowly undid the zipper of her skirt. Once it slid to the floor she stepped out of it and wiggled her hips. Even over the music she could hear Emma's groan. She turned back around and with a smirk carefully sat down on Emma's lap. Putting both hands on Emma's shoulders she ground herself into Emma's core.

Emma whimpered and tried to move her hands out of her restraints. She didn't care what happened, she had to touch Regina right this second, consequences be damned. She had never been this turned on before in her life, and was sure her panties and the crotch of her jeans were ruined from how soaked they were.

Regina grinned as she increased her movements and leaned in, running her hands through Emma's hair. "Good things come to girls who wait," she whispered into Emma's ear. "And there are so many good things I want to do to you. I want to suck on your nipples until you see stars. I want to spread your legs and lick you until you're gushing in my mouth. I want to throw you against the wall and finger you while we kiss, feeling you scream in my mouth as you come."

Emma's whole being throbbed with arousal as Regina gently bit her bottom lip. Before Emma could kiss her back the sultry brunette stood up and once again turned around as she undid her bra strap and slipped the shoulder straps off. She turned to face Emma with her hands holding the bra over her chest before pulling it off and dropping it to the floor.

Emma stared at Regina, sure she was dreaming and this fabulous sight couldn't possibly be real. Her breasts were even more perfect then she ever could have imagined. Regina swayed her hips and ran her hands through her hair before sliding them down her face and shoulders to her breasts. She let out a moan of her own as she pushed them up and tweaked her nipples. She turned on her heels and bend over as her hands slid to the waistline of her soaked black panties. Slowly she pulled them over her bottom and down her legs, kicking them into Emma's lap as she wiggled her butt in Emma's face.

Emma was pretty sure her brain completely short circuited at seeing Regina's perfect ass right in front of her. She pulled her arms at her bindings, needing to touch Regina. "Regina," she moaned.

"Sit tight," Regina purred as she took several steps back and turned around. It was time for the grand finale. Of everything she'd done, this was the part she'd been nervous about. She'd practiced earlier, but she was aware of how horrible wrong it could go. You can do this, she thought. Just trust yourself.

She continued moving her legs to the music as she held out a hand and a ball of fire hovered over her palm. Concentrating she tossed it to the side and caught it with the other hand. She tossed it from hand to hand like a ball, increasing the speed with each toss. Emma stared at Regina, completely mesmerized at this beautiful act of magical skill. She gasped as Regina dropped onto her stomach, the fireball hovering before falling into Regina's raised hand. With that the song finally ended. Regina closed her hand over the fireball, extinguishing it before standing up. She smiled as Emma seemed to be trying to memorize every inch of her bare body. "Looks like you managed to behave yourself. I'd say your punishment is officially over." With a flick of her wrist the stockings disappeared, leaving Emma free to move. "I'm actually surprised you kept your hands to yourself. I didn't think you'd-"

She was abruptly cut off as Emma crashed into her, the two women tumbling to the ground as Emma furiously kissed her. She kissed Emma back with equal intensity, ripping Emma's shirt down the front as she tugged it off, followed by her bra. Regina rubbed Emma's breasts, grinning at the sounds of desire she was making Emma emit. Emma quickly unzipped her pants, almost screaming as she shimmied out of her jeans and panties. Once she was as bare as Regina was Emma ground her body into Regina's, both their pussies rubbing against each other. Both women moaned as Emma moved her body downward, stopping at Regina breasts to squeeze and suck those delectable mounds. She circled a nipple with her tongue, the bud hardening in her mouth. She sucked and lightly bit it before applying a bit more pressure as Regina's moans grew louder. She alternated between each glorious breast before leaving a trail of kisses as she moved down Regina's body.

As Emma moved downward Regina moved under Emma and grabbed the blonde's legs, swinging her around until their mouths were over each other's pussies. Regina spread apart Emma's soaked lips and licked her slit before circling the woman's clit. She alternated between stimulating the blonde's clit and moving her tongue as far inside her as she could.

Emma moaned into Regina's thigh as she felt the queen's tongue move over her throbbing clit. She swiped her own tongue over Regina's slit, lapping up the dripping nectar as she moved further in and sucked and nibbled on Regina's clit. She continued devouring the brunette as she slid two fingers inside her and curled them in a 'come hither motion.'

Both women worked on the other, feeling themselves reach heights of pleasure neither thought even possible. As Regina increased her licks Emma felt an explosion of pleasure inside of her. She screamed Regina's name as she felt herself gush inside Regina's mouth. Regina only had to wait a few moments before her own orgasm came over her. She moaned into the blond as she shuttered in pleasure. Emma sucked and licked Regina as the woman came, determined to drink up as much of her sweetness as she could.

After a couple minutes Regina gently pushed Emma off of her. "You okay?" she asked the blond, who seemed to be shivering as she recovered.

"We should…should…" Emma stammered, feeling partially brain dead from the intensity of her orgasm.

"Easy there," Regina replied, even though she herself felt fairly out of it after what they'd just experienced. She ran her fingers through Emma's hair until Emma seemed to recover. "I'm going to take a shower now." She got up and sauntered over to the bathroom door before looking over her shoulder at Emma. "You coming? Or do you not want to truly show me how clever your tongue really is," she said as she wiggled her butt.

That statement was just what Emma needed to snap her higher brain prowess into function. She scrambled to her feet and followed Regina into the still apple scented bathroom, pausing just long enough to kick the door closed.