#Regina mills smut

[demonicbaby666]

mommy!regina x reader w a dumbification kink 🥺👉👈

Mama's Girl

Kinktober 2023 | Once Upon a Time Masterlist | Masterlists

Fandom: Once Upon a Time

Pairing: Regina Mills x fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.4k+

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, light bondage, strap-on use (r!receiving), dumbification, bit of overstimulation, mommy kink, praise.

A/n: I have never written dumbification before so I hope I did not disappoint... Anyways, enjoy!

"It hurts, Mommy," you whine, tugging at the tight rope around your wrist.

"Shhhh," the brunette coos, "I know what's best for you, baby. You know I'll take care of you."

The silicone tip of her cock pushes deeper inside you, and the ardent need to cover her full breasts in your palms has you clasping and unclasping your hands at empty space. The size of her thick strap feels like it's tearing you open, and though it's painful, the tinge of pleasure that comes with bulging faux-textured veins skirting along your tender walls has you throwing your head back into soft cotton pillows.

Regina's name leaves your parted, quivering lips in a drawled moan, ending with a short burst-out cry when she thrusts the rest of her length inside. She's all you know in this moment, all you feel, and it's pure and utter bliss. Your pussy clenches around her, moulding and accommodating to the new-found fullness you're having the pleasure of experiencing. It burns in the best of ways, and you're in dire need of some sort of movement to settle the blinding urge to fuck yourself on the older woman's length.

"Does my baby need something?" Regina smiles brightly at the timid nod she receives but does nothing to alleviate the coiling in your stomach, "Can you use your big girl words and tell me what you want?"

A brief moment passes, and you take this time to look into chestnut eyes. There is a darkness and wanting to be held within the rings of brown, but also patience and understanding. Courage builds from not only knowing but seeing the mayor wants nothing more than to take care of you, so you finally find it within yourself to answer, "I need mommy to make me cum," you whisper, to your chagrin, with a jutted bottom lip and a wimpish fluttering of your eyelids.

Her teeth are exposed as she grins from cheek to cheek, and you can't help but feel your chest rise and the beginnings of a contented smile tug at the corner of your lips. Nothing quite resembles the gratification that comes from being Regina's good girl.

The weight of her body shifts above you as the brunette bends her elbows and lowers herself down to place feather-light kisses all over your face, "You're such a good girl," she praises sweetly.

It's an intimate moment with her smile fierce, prying small giggles from you with her light pecks. That is until she finds your lips. The coddling comes to a swift end as Regina's tongue traces the interior of your mouth, and her hips pick up a steadfast rhythm.

Hard as it is to reciprocate and meet the adventurous swirling muscle, you try. What starts as a somewhat controlled kiss morphs into something messy and crazed, but neither of you seems to mind.

A hand cradles the back of your neck, fingers twirl and play with tangled knots of baby hairs as a series of kisses place the older woman snug in your neck. Each rushed kiss is matched with a hard thrust, and you can feel the pride radiate in Regina's fervour as your head falls back into soft pillows, and she is free to mark her pretty girl's neck as hers.

There's a sense of urgency that steadily creeps into your stomach and sets your hips exponentially rocking in tandem with the jackhammering of Regina's. Her hardened nipples are brushing against your ribs, and it's painstaking having them so close yet so far away from your grasp. You've been kept from touching the older woman this whole evening, and it has been hell.

'Mommy wants to look after you, baby' is what she'd said, but you want the chance to run your hands all over olive skin and massage the doughy expanse of perky breasts.

Despite knowing nothing will come of it, you wrangle with your restraints and beg them to uncoil. It burns as you twist and pull, and accidentally, you let a pained hiss free. Ever attentive, Regina hears and slows down to a halt.

"Don't stop," you beg, offering your best pout, "Please."

"You'll hurt yourself, dear," Regina tutts and scowls at the reddening marks forming over your wrists, "Do you promise to stop being silly by hurting yourself if I continue?"

You solemnly nod and advert your eyes away in shame.

Sensing your discomfort, the older woman places a finger under your chin and forces you to meet her soft gaze, "Use your words, darling." she calmly instructs, lowering her lips to kiss and nib at your neck.

"I promise to stop being silly if you fuck me with your big cock, Mommy," you moan as she descends to nimbly suck on a pert nipple.

Regina smirks against your breast, sits up, and grips tightly to the backs of your thighs. She pushes them forward until the pads of your knees almost touch the sides of your breasts. There isn't enough time to miss the blanketed feel of her upper body upon yours because instantly, the brunette uses her new position to fuck into you unrelentingly fast.

There's no way to tell whether you're screaming out in relief or from the uproar of pleasure surging and pulsing through every single inch of your body. Your toes curl, your stomach muscles tighten, and your legs tremble. Differentiating where you begin and where Regina starts is hopeless; you're inextricably linked as she repeatedly pounds into you.

Her cock, in this new position, slides perfectly along your g-spot. Bouts of electrical currents run a muck with each thrust, and if the slopping sounds of your wet cunt aren't enough to go by, the high-pitched sobs you're unwillingly letting out inform Regina you're already so close.

Wisps of chestnut flyaways sway back and forth as Regina redoubles her efforts. Her bottom lip wedges itself between her teeth, and you can see just where the prominent vein in her head is bulging from effort.

Your whole body is stubborn in continuing to tremble. The sheer might of senses bursting with life is explosive and leads you to fictitiously and wholeheartedly believe the world around you is only now coming fully into focus.

You can feel drops of sweat trickle between the margins of your breasts and merge with others, forming beads of exertion to canopy the full expanse of your heated skin.

You can smell the air, permeated with salt, faint hints of expensive perfume hidden under the musky aroma of sex.

You can taste tasteless lipstick residue over your tongue - waxy and slippery.

You can see Regina above you, beautiful, ethereal and goddess-like, her hips skilfully rucking back and forth as she rocks the bed with each forceful thrust into you.

You can hear the bed creek and the frame fighting to withstand the sheer mass of the brunette's need to make this the most powerful orgasm you have ever experienced.

"Cum for mommy, princess." Regina breathily grunts, each word broken by a harsh thrust of her cock fucking into you, "Make a mess all over mommy's cock."

Her heavy breathing mingles with your own, and a series of filthy moans, grunts and whimpers are exchanged. Regina lets go of the headboard with one hand and rests her palm flat over your sex. Her thumb moves to cover your throbbing clit, and with both haste and gentleness, she circles the sensitive bud.

"I'm going to cum, mommy, I'm going to cum, mommy!" You chant over and over again until the floodgates burst open with Regina's hips slapping against your ass and the distant sound of you screaming out her name.

With a force so strong it feels as though you may break your spine, your chest springs upwards as scorching flames burst free from the pits of your stomach all the way to the tip of your head. You're being catapulted into the night sky as visions of stars dance around the room.

Regina continues her ministrations till you topple head first into a second preemptive orgasm, and tears are welling in your eyes from the overflowing pleasure surmounting.

Not until your vision clears and you return to your body do you realise you've soaked the sheets underneath you, both in sweat and arousal.

"I'm sorry I made a mess, mommy," you timidly say, shying away from the brunette's gaze.

"It's okay," Regina smirks and kisses down the juncture of your breasts before locking onto you again, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Looks like I'll have to clean my baby up."

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[bloody-cupcakes]

dark Regina/evil queen who kidnaps the reader to keep as a cute little pet, and punishes you when she finds you're trying to escape~

Tw: yandere/dark content, kidnapping, noncon/dubcon, nsfw/smut, mean fem dom, gender neutral/genitalia not specified

You'd been taken by Regina one day after she saw you taking a walk in the forest near your home. You hated having to stay with her, so everyday you did your best to escape from her palace, the prison she insisted you call 'home'.

She thought it was adorable how often you'd try to escape, honest. Never once did she consider the possibility that you might actually get away, and even if you did, she wasn't that worried. Between her magic and the several guards she had under her employ, nothing and no one would keep you away from her.

So imagine her frustration and disbelief when one day you did manage to escape, having gotten help from one of the kinder guards who hated having to see you locked up like that. To say she was furious was an understatement, as she had the guard in question tortured until they finally gave up your last known location: the woods near the palace.

She immediately set off after you, wanting to be the one to find you herself so she could have the pleasure of punishing you for your misdeeds, and once she did, let's just say she wasn't too kind.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." You freeze, having been caught by Regina trying to climb up a tree as a means of escape. Before you could say anything, the branches from that very tree latched itself around your torso and limbs, bringing you down to face the Evil Queen herself. "So, you think you can run away with the help from one of your little friends, and I won't notice? You think I wouldn't find you, hm? Think I'm too stupid to know where to look?" "I- n- no, that's not it at all- please, please just let me go-" you begged, tears forming in your eyes as you wondered what sort of things she had in store for you. "Let you go?" She tilted her head while staring at you menacingly. "Now, why on earth would I ever do that?" As she's speaking, you can feel one of the branches from the tree start to rub against your crotch, and you let out a surprised gasp, flailing around as you tried to break free from its hold, but it was no use. It fact, the more you tried to escape it, the more it tightened its grip, clearly under one of the queen's powerful spells. "N- no, no- I- I don't want this- please, free me-" Tears began streaming down your face as you pleaded with Regina, and she stepped towards you, a fake pout on her face. "Aw, you don't want this, my pet?" She asked in a mocking tone. "Well, that's too bad, because I do." The branch between your legs began rubbing against you in a much harsher way when Regina took another step closer, grabbing your chin roughly as she smirked at you. "Oh, you poor thing. Look at you, so pathetic," she cooed, her gentle tone an obvious contrast from everything else that was happening to you in the moment. "Please- pl- please-" you begged once more, but at this point you were unsure of what you wanted, a fire lit deep within you as you began moving your hips against the branch, trying to keep in time with its thrusts. "'Please', what, sweetheart?" She asked in a teasing way, her hand moving from your chin down to your neck before resting on your breastbone. "It sounds to me like you're enjoying what's happening to you." "N- no, I'm not, I- I just-" You felt something other than a branch move against you, something that felt like, for lack of better words, pure magic. It teased your needy hole before plunging up in you, causing you to let out a sound that was something between a shriek and a moan. Regina was relentless with her magic, using it to (pretty roughly) get you off, her eyes never once leaving your face, which you felt burning up from the embarrassment of both what was happening and how much you were enjoying it. Due to the fast and harsh pace of the thrusting, from both her magic and the tree's branch, you came rather quick, your already heightened senses being overstimulated when neither one stopped, even after you'd already cum. Finally, after what felt like decades later, both came to a halt, and you were let go of completely, the physical magic exiting your aching hole as you were unpromptedly dropped by the branches, landing on the dirty ground beneath you. You were exhausted from being overworked sexually, and the fall from the tree to the forest floor certainly didn't help. What made it even worse was when you remembered why you were there in the first place, a sadistic laugh piercing the otherwise quiet forest from the queen above you. "Oh, I wouldn't spend a long time resting down there, pet. After all, we're just getting started. And if you think that was all it took to satisfy my anger, you're dead wrong."

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[siredtoyourlips]

Some of my NSFW thoughts about different characters!<3

~Regina mills is a dom. And although shes on her road to redemption to being good that doesn't include behind your guy's door. She's had a bad day she's fucking you till you're shaking and crying, she missed you she'll eat you out until she fells like you've cum enough, you've had a bad day? oh well, she'll make you cum by overstimulating your tits.

~Sirius Black is a cheeky son of a bitch. He's also horny for you 24/7. In the library? just go to the back. After quidditch practice? in the showers. In the dorm with the boys at 2 a.m.? you'll just have to be quiet. He'll take you anywhere and everywhere.

~Jim Hopper is BIG. but good thing he has a size kink to go brr at. He's so big that it took you so long to fit him inside of you. He's so big that you choke on just his tip. He's so big that you can't get enough of him.

~Daryl Dixion is a man of many talents and one that most people don't know is he can make someone cum just by his words. You've been bad? he's degrading you and calling you a stupid whore. You've been good? he's calling you pretty and his only girl. You wore that shirt that he loves so much? he's begging to cum in you because he just can't help it.

~Natasha Romanoff has walls up with everybody except you. She loves the way your tits look, and the way your eyes look and how your voice sounds. Especially when you're moaning her name so loud when she's making you feel so fucking good. She doesn't care who hears as long as you keep making such pretty sounds

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[lanawinterscigarettes]

Mayorally Duties (Regina Mills x reader)

Kinkmas Day 1: strap-on + office sex

A/N: day one of kinkmas! Hope y'all enjoy

Warnings: SMUT, gender neutral reader, bottom reader, top Regina, slight praise kink

When you'd first arrived at Regina's office earlier that day, it was simply to give her a quick visit. How you found yourself propped up against her desk getting fucked by her as she leaned overtop of you, you had no idea.

"Shh," Regina shushed after you let out a particularly loud moan. "You need to be quiet, or else we'll get caught."

You nodded your head, too lost in the moment to speak. You gripped onto her shoulders as she quickly thrusted in and out of you, taking your breath away.

Her hands were grabbing onto your hips, and you knew you'd have bruises from it the next day. You felt the strap-on vibrate inside you as she pressed herself closer, almost grinding herself against you.

"Such a good baby," she praised. "So good for me."

You felt your face flush, causing your eyes to drift to the ceiling.

"Ah, ah," she reprimanded. "Keep your eyes on me." She grabbed your chin gently but firmly, forcing you to look into her eyes.

Her gaze felt intense, tempting you to close them, but you ultimately decided against it.

"Good baby," she whispered before pressing a brief kiss to your lips.

You leaned your head upward, trying to capture another kiss, but she pushed you back.

"I don't think so." She smirked upon seeing the look of disappointment on your face.

"But- I wanna another kiss," you pouted.

She hummed in acknowledgment. "Maybe later. For now-" she pushed you back until you were laying flat on the desk, "-we're going to see just how hard you can make me cum."

Regina resituated the fake cock between you so she could get closer, her chest nearly touching yours. You could feel her nails scratch you as she firmly grabbed onto your shoulders, but you were too dumb fucked to care.

She kept a steady pace, slow enough to feel agonizingly painful but fast enough to make your eyes roll to the back of your head and your toes curl.

"Oh, my God," you let out your loudest moan yet as you felt the strap pound into you at the perfect angle.

Her thrusts became quicker, but they were also a lot more sloppy, indicating she was just as close as you were.

"Are you gonna cum, baby?" She asked, her hand lightly brushing against your cheek.

"Mm hm." You could barely speak at this point, your head in such a daze from all the attention you were receiving.

"Cum with me, okay?"

You didn't even get the chance to answer before you felt your body convulse with pleasure, and you could tell by the way Regina bit down on her fist to keep herself quiet that she was feeling something similar.

Her hands rested on your shoulders while she tried to catch her breath.

"I think I'm going to have to start visiting you at work more often," you commented, drawing a laugh from the gorgeous woman laying on top of you.

"Yeah, I think so, too," she agreed, leaning down to give you a kiss.

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[sstrxnges]

Why is there so little Regina Mills/Evil Queen x readers? It genuinely makes me wanna cry 😭

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[marasmadness]

soft dom regina mills x fem reader smut where reader has a praise kink & a mommy kink <333

Midnights With The Mayor || Regina Mills x Reader

CW: smut, strap ons, praise kink, mommy kink, blindfolds, biting, magic during sex bc why not 🤷‍♀️, dom/sub dynamics

WC: 2.5K

“Granny’s Diner, this is Ruby speaking.”

Regina heard the pop of her gum through the phone as she pinched her phone between her ear and shoulder so she could flip through the papers on her desk. As usual, she was the last one in the town hall. It was long after the sun had set and all the other office lights had gone out. “ Ruby, it’s Regina. I know it’s late, but would you mind swinging by with an order on your way home after your shift? I’m at my office and I’ll pay you extra.”

Ruby scrambled for her order pad in the pocket of her apron while simultaneously filling the coffee mugs of the diner’s last lingering customers. “Let me close up, and it’ll be there around 1 o’clock. Your usual order, I assume?”

“Yes, thank you Ruby.” They hung up, and Regina continued with her work. Regina had shown slightly more softness toward Ruby than the other residents of Storybrooke. She had been one of the first to forgive Regina along with Emma, was great with Henry, and even supported her return to the position of Storybrooke’s mayor.

She quickly returned to work, plowing through the seemingly never-ending pile of town proposals or updated budgeted plans. No matter how much she accomplished, her workload also replenished itself by the next morning. She made an effort to cram out a little extra on Friday nights so that she could spend most of her weekend with Henry without having to pick up extra phone calls or bring work with her to his activities. Half an hour later, Regina heard a knock on the double oak doors echo through the hall’s tiled corridors. “ Door’s open; come on up Ruby.” She had yet to look up when the door creaked open, but the tentative footsteps across the marble caught her attention.

She looked up to spot someone unfamiliar, who was not Ruby but wore the same uniform. You lingered tentatively in the doorway of the mayor’s office, holding up her takeout bag. “Two orders of apple cinnamon pancakes?”

She nodded, confirming you had the right place. It took her a moment to address you. You threw her off. She knew every face in Storybrooke, or at least she did, before you showed up. She had been distracted, less focused on Storybrooke’s border, and using less magic recently anyway in order to gain the town’s trust.

You began to fidget under her gaze when she approached you. Her heels clicked against the floor with long, fluid steps, and she reached her hand out toward you. For a brief moment you forgot you held your order in her hand and stared at her outstretched hand. Quickly realizing what she was reaching out for, you placed the brown paper bag in her hand, dropping your head to hide the slight blush that tinged your cheeks.

“Regina Mills, May-”

“Mayor of Storybrooke. Of course I know who you are, Miss Mills,” you finished with a soft smile.

She raised her eyebrow, glad to hear her reputation still reached as far as it did when she was the evil queen. “And you are?” She asked, prodding for a name, as she rested her hand on her hip against the smooth fabric of her pencil skirt.

You gave her your name, explaining that you went to school with Ruby, and she invited you to spend the summer with her here in Storybrooke rather than in Boston, where you lived.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you. Welcome to Storybrooke.” She turned around, leaning over her desk to grab her wallet. Your guilty eyes roved over her body while she was turned and distracted. You had heard plenty about Regina Mills from Ruby during your road trip to her hometown, but she had failed to account for the fact that with a single brief interaction, she had your palms sweaty, which you attempted to hide behind your back. Regina wore a red silk blouse tucked in her skirt, with a few unhooked buttons near the top that revealed the slightest curve of her cleavage. It was obvious she had been running her hands through her dark, silky hair, which was slightly tousled.

You attempted to loosen your tense shoulders and offer a casual smile as she turned back around toward you. Your lips parted in surprise as she grabbed your wrist, placing a stack of cash in your palm. “Here, for the late-night visit. I appreciate it. Sorry for keeping you up.” Her voice was soft; there was no need for volume when she was as close to you as she was. A subtle smirk crossed her red-painted lips as she closed your fingers around the money.

“ Oh really, it was no extra trouble at all. I would’ve been up if I wasn’t working anyway. Terrible sleeper.” You rambled nervously, trying to make your visit seem like as little of a hassle as possible to the woman.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You swore she could’ve winked with the statement, but the light surrounding the two of you was too dim to tell.

You turned around, closing her office door slowly behind you. “Have a goodnight, Miss Mills.”

…

The next morning, Regina sauntered in bright and early to Granny’s Diner. Only a few regulars had beat her here, silently sipping on their coffee in a corner booth.

Ruby spotted her surveying the room with a purpose and smirked. “ Regina! Back so soon? What can I get you? Or who can I get for you?” She raised her eyebrows, twirling a red pen between her fingers.

Regina hollowed her cheeks into a petulant expression, annoyed that Ruby could read her that quickly. “Where is she Ruby?”

The girl clicked her tongue, pointing towards the curtain that led to a back section of the restaurant. “Back by the laundry. There was a coffee spill.”

The mayor strode through the quaint Storybrooke staple before Ruby had finished, slipping away from the smell of hot coffee and homemade syrup.

Rolling her tongue across the tip of her teeth, her introduction rolled off her tongue when she found you leaning against the washing machine, your shirt splayed out in front of you as you scrubbed at a coffee stain. She held her breath, letting her eyes soak in your bare skin before you noticed your presence.

“Mayor Mills, eager for our reunion to be so soon?” You commented without turning around to face her, hiding the small smile as you tucked your chin to your chest.

Regina withheld the instinct to flinch in surprise. “How did you know it was me?” She questioned, now more intrigued than shocked.

“You’re not the only one with powers around here.”

The color drained from the sorceress’s face, fearing the worst until innocent pink tendrils flowed from your fingertips, erasing the previously unrelenting stain from your shirt.

Regina crossed her arms over her chest, leaning against the doorframe. “You’re not just here for summer break.”

“ Nope.” Shrugging your shirt back over your shoulders, you buttoned it up and retired your apron over it. “ Ruby’s been trying to get me to come out here ever since we were freshman roommates and she sensed I had magic. I’ve never bothered to learn more than party tricks.”

“She wanted you to learn from me,” Regina finished, putting the pieces together.

Hopping up onto the drier, you crossed your legs and shot her an eager smile. “So, teach me?”

Regina wasn’t sure what suddenly made her so agreeable, but she found herself saying yes before she could hesitate. She had a possessive death grip over her powers and was never quick to reveal her secrets, but the feelings that were luring her to you made her willing to sacrifice the slightest bit of control in order to keep you around. “Meet me tonight at 9; come prepared.”

“Prepared for what?” You asked, scrambling after her as she pivoted around.

“ Anything.” You froze, watching her leave and knowing you weren’t going to get anything more from her right now. Her hips swayed slightly beneath her red blazer as she left with the same confidence she walked in with.

Despite not having an address, the mayor’s house was not hard to find. It took all of 15 minutes to travel from one end of Storybrooke to the other. Even with Ruby’s vague instructions, you ended up right in front of Regina’s house. It was the biggest one on the block, with pristine white siding, an eye-catching red door, and an impressive collection of apple trees beside it.

The door swung open before you could even knock, revealing Regina, still dressed for work, minus the blazer. She let you in, glancing up and down the street before she closed the door behind you. She invited you to sit on a bar stool in her kitchen. You had been out for a drink for Ruby and were still dressed for it. The older woman’s eyes darted to your lap as you attempted to pull the hem of your dress farther down your thighs as you sat down.

She leaned against the countertop across from you, pouring two glasses of wine. “So what have you worked with before?”

You shrugged, tapping your fingers against the bottom of the glass. “Mostly small objects I guess, never anything powerful. I’ve used it to grab things across the room, plenty of laundry.

Regina tilted her head. A smile crossed her face, amused at your innocence. “You’re a witch, and you use your powers for... laundry.”

You laughed airily. “I’m not a witch. I’m not out here cursing people.”

“ Ruby really taught you nothing. You don’t have to be evil or cursing people to be a witch. You practice magic; you’re a witch. You don’t see me out here cursing people, well, anymore.”

You raised an eyebrow at the suggestion, but she dismissed it with a dark stare. “So, what do you do with your powers?”

“Whatever I wish. Though I am trying to use them less due to a history of a…. magic high, if you will. Let’s start with teaching you how to work with humans. It feels different from objects and requires more strength. You have to sense their skin, touch, or blood if you’re working with dark magic.

You stood up slowly, raising a hand. “I am not working with-”

“Relax.” Regina waved her hand and your arm well back to your side.

You looked down to where your fingers rested against your hip without you placing them there. “ Woah.”

Regina walked around the counter, placing herself in front of you. “I usually get a more impressive response than “ Woah,” but we’ll work on it.”

Your eyes brightened with a hunger that Regina recognized in her younger self when she had first been opposed to magic more powerful than her own. “What else can you do?”

Regina’s eyes raked over your body in thought before she raised two fingers, curling them into her palm. Controlled purple light sparked from her fingertips, wrapping itself around your wrists. You gasped in surprise as she lifted them above your head without a single touch. Stumbling backwards, you looked up to find your hands pinned above your head and Regina hovering over you with a single glide.

Her voice husked in your ear, the sweet wine still scenting her breath. “Do you still need further demonstration that magic can feel good?”

Tilting your head brought your mouth closer to her lips, and you found her dark, unflinching stare. “Yes,” you whispered, daring her to go further.

With your word, she hooked her finger on your collar, practically dragging you around the corner. You found yourself in her bedroom, and she pushed you down on her mattress. You watched attentively as you kicked her heels off and strode over to her nightstand, digging through it for something.

She revealed a blindfold before wrapping the piece of silk around her palm. You looked up at her curiously as she kneeled into the mattress before your vision went dark.

From the movement of the mattress, you sensed her settling onto the bed a few feet away. You flinched when her raspy voice entered your ear, and you picked up immediately that she was using her powers to project her voice across the space between you.

Our powers come to the surface best when we’re desperate, so use yours, and I’ll fuck you. It’s that simple.” You could hear the grin in her voice as you sat frozen in a moment of shock.

Working based off what Regina had done with her voice, you attempted to extend your sense of touch past where your arm lay still beside you. You were hesitant to use your magic, fearful of losing control. A soft pink glow from your touch eventually reached out and wrapped around her waist, eliciting a soft smile of satisfaction from the older woman. “Good girl, keep going.”

Guiding your sensations lower, you found her belt buckle and loosened it until you heard it click where it felt beside her. While brushing over the fabric of her slacks, you faltered as your touch latched around her belt loop and, to your surprise, rested on a curved bulge straining beneath the fabric. Regina chuckled at your reaction. “Mommy’s taught you well.”

She must have finally been satisfied with your display of powers because you heard her shuffling around, stripping herself of her clothes. Your fingers itched to remove the blindfold so you could soak in the goddess-like state of the woman kneeling in front of you.

You felt her hands on the back of your head working to undo the knot, and then your vision came back to you. Regina loomed over you, her hands on each side of your head. After teasingly grazing her fingertips along the length of your body, she lined up her thick red strap, dragging the tip across your folds. “ Already soaked,” she hummed softly.

She brought her hand up over your mouth, and before you had time to react, she was pounding deep inside you, reveling in the vibrations she could feel underneath her fingertips from your moans and screams. The room filled with the sounds of slapping skins and heavy breaths.

Regina lowered her mouth to your chest, sinking her teeth into the soft flesh with restraint. You dropped your head back into the pillows, closing your eyes in an attempt to fight the dazedness that was starting to cloud your head. Sure to leave a scatter of marks, Regina’s lips latched onto your skin, only releasing it to circle your nipple with her tongue.

You let out a guttural gasp as the woman bent your legs over her shoulders, brushing her faux cock against your throbbing clit. “Come for me baby,” Regina whispered just as she drew you over the edge into a blinding orgasm. Your thighs tensed and quivered as you coated her cock with your cum. Her pace slowed down as your euphoria faded and sleepiness washed over you. Regina climbed up, satisfied, and grabbed a warm washcloth. Sitting on the bottom of the bed, she smiled, watching the starry-eyed look you wore as she cleaned you up. “So, lesson tomorrow?”

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Tres

One shot | Once Upon a Time Masterlist | Masterlists

Fandom: Once Upon a Time

Pairing: Regina Mills x fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 3.8k+

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, masturbation, biting, oral, fingering, edge play, strap-on use (r!receiving), spanking, degradation, dom/top!Regina, sub/bottom!reader, mommy kink (tiny bit), praise.

Summary: When Regina walks in to find you waiting for her, she’s not too pleased to discover you’ve started a certain activity without her. In retaliation she decides to play a little game.

A/n: Is this the most descriptive and well-worded piece I’ve written? No. Is it proof read? Also no. But I wrote it super fast, and at least it’s seggsy, so… also the first time I’ve used ‘mommy’, which was a little giggle moment. I digress, have fun reading!

It was close to 5:30 pm, and you knew what that meant. Regina would walk through the front door like clockwork in the next couple of minutes. Henry was sleeping at a friend's house, so you had the place to yourselves and intended to make the most of it. 

You sat in skimpy black lingerie on Regina’s bed, back against her headboard, waiting. Black is, of course, her colour, but god, did she like it on you too. Just imagining the look on her face as she entered through the door excited you. On previous occasions, she’d shown little restraint when demonstrating her appreciation for coming home to one hell of a sight. Hands worshipped every inch of your body. Being impatient, you let your hand drop between your legs, imagining what you wanted and knew Regina would do to you. 

Pushing two fingers into your underwear, finding you were already wet from the sheer memories, you slowly circled your clit, closing your eyes as a small fire grew in your lower abdomen. It was an unspoken agreement that you weren’t supposed to touch yourself, not if Regina hadn’t said, yet knowing you would be caught breaking a rule only spurred you on. You thought of Regina’s slender fingers that, night after night, filled you, her brown eyes that watched you give into her time and time again, and her lips that silenced moans and screams so loud, she thought even a silencing spell couldn’t dampen them. 

At the sound of someone clearing their throat, your eyes fluttered open, revealing the face painted in your mind - though it didn’t do her beauty justice.

“And what are you doing?” Regina asked, standing in the doorway with her hands folded over her chest. Her expression was bone-chilling. 

Your skin burned brighter now you’d been caught. The want to look anywhere but at her jarred through your body, but you knew she would disapprove and kept your gaze trained on her, “I was waiting for you…” you started, guiltily biting your lip, “but I got impatient.” 

The anger in her eyes turned to a menacing predatory stare that dropped to your hand, still wedged in your underwear. And she smirked, “I didn’t tell you to stop.” 

Regina sashayed to the bed and began crawling over you, “Fuck yourself like the little slut you are,” she whispered in your ear before taking the doughy flesh of your earlobe into her mouth and nibbling on it. 

A groan broke from your throat at her gravely tone; it resembled the sound of stones scrapping along each other, shooting a bullet of pure lust straight through your chest. You could have come from her filthy words alone but followed her instructions. The angle made it difficult to achieve the fast pace fucking you craved, so you settled on running two wet fingers over your sensitive clit in a fluid motion. Small moans slipped from you, and as they grew in volume, Regina’s boldness grew too. 

Her lips travelled the length of your jawline, leaving behind rouge lipstick residue. The gentleness morphed into an unquenchable thirst when she reached your lips. Regina’s tongue ran the entire length of your top lip, then your bottom, coating them in wet warm saliva. She puckered her lips and blew on them. A cool sensation tingled from your lips, working into your bloodstream and sending shivers along your spine. You drew in a shuddering breath before leaning up to deliver a hungry kiss. Her teeth bit down on your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, a reminder that, though your hands were seeing to your own pleasure, she was still the one to give the orders. 

As your fingers continued to circle your clit, growing faster in pace methodically, Regina kept you occupied - swirling her tongue in and around your mouth. She moved the black lace over your chest to the side, revealing a pert nipple that quickly captured between her fingers. Your hips jerked at the sudden pleasurable pain that channelled through your body, but thankfully, the weight of Regina’s body held you down. Your clit throbbed with each movement, thrumming in time with your rapid heart rate. 

When your lips were rendered useless, too preoccupied with releasing gargled ‘yes’s’ and ‘fuck’s,’ Regina moved down. Your throat fell victim to a brutal attack of harsh kisses and bites that would surely leave marks. She painted a line of red blotched down to your chest, where she swiftly took your swollen nipple into her mouth and sucked. 

Your breathing was laboured, jaw shaking with each moan and whimper. The coiling in your stomach had reached an all-time high, and Regina recognised the sides of your impending orgasm right away. Her hands cupped your breasts, flicking your nipples with her thumbs while bringing her lips to your ear, “Are you going to cum for me like a good girl?” 

The word ‘yes’ never made it to your tongue, your fingers and Regina’s sultry voice pushing you over the edge before you could answer. Muscles tensed all over your body, your fingers stilled over your clit, and your chest heaved pointlessly, trying to trail in gasps of air. 

Regina pulled back slightly so she could watch you catch your breath. Her stare made you feel so small, but that had never been a bad thing. There was a comfort in knowing she was in charge and that she’d never let anything happen to you unless, of course, she was the one inflicting the desired damage. 

“My turn,” she devilishly smirked, and before you could stop her, she had your underwear off, placed one hand by your head and two fingers buried deep inside your cunt, “we’re going to play a little game.”

A gasped shriek was all you could spare after having just come down from your high, “Whenever you get close,” she said, looking directly into your eyes, sliding her fingers out with painstaking slowness, “you tell me to stop.” 

Your eyes widened in response. It was an impossible punishment, and something told you Regina had set this game up to see you fail miserably. That way, she could dish out her ‘justice.’ 

“We’ll do it three times. Then if you’re good,” she bent down, letting her warm breath tickle your lips and thrust her fingers back inside you, hard, “I’ll fuck you senseless for however long you want.” 

From that point on, you were determined. Three? You could handle three. But then her fingers started moving, and suddenly three started to feel more like a hundred, and the possibility of cutting one orgasm short already felt like too much of a challenge. 

Regina showed no signs of being in a rush. Why would she? She wanted to make this last, make you suffer, reduce you to whimpering aimlessly and begging for her. Of course, you wanted to hate her for it. Instead, it made you wetter than ever. 

Your hands gripped firmly to the bedsheets, battling between pushing them away and pulling them towards you repeatedly, not knowing what you needed more at that moment. When Regina caught wind of your conflicting actions, she chuckled. The cruel mockery sent another wave of arousal to flood between your legs as her fingers pumped in and out of your pussy. Every attempt you made at quickening the pace was reprimanded. She’d slow down, almost to a halt, until you’d ceased all movement and only then would she resume. It was pitiful, and you knew it. You’d whine, and she’d ‘tsk’, shutting you up instantly. Your only outlet was the ruffled bedsheets and the pillow you used to silence your protests. 

Taking pity on you, Regina increased her vigour. Her fingers curled deep inside you, massaging the spongy lining of your g-spot, knowing it would push you right over the edge - had you not been playing this little game she’d set up, you would have cum then and there. 

You knew what you had to do when you felt the tension reach an all-time high, “Stop!” you screamed. 

And she did. Regina waited a few moments before pulling her fingers out, smirking when your pussy clenched around them - clearly unsatisfied and wanting more. 

“One down, two to go,” She said, kissing lightly on your temple. She looked down at you, and her eyes softened, “Colour?” 

“Green,” you shakily breathed out. Reaching down, you fiddled with the buttons of her slacks, and she did the rest, pulling them off and throwing them somewhere across the room, leaving her in just a silk blouse and underwear.

The softness faded from her eyes, mischief replacing it. A grin lined her lines. She leaned down to your ear and muttered, “Good.” 

Her lips lowered to yours, taking them into a fierce, passionate kiss that knocked the wind out of you. It was easy to fall into the moment, let your hands wrap around her waist, feel silk tickling your stomach, and smell Regina’s signature sharp perfume. Her tongue slid over your lower lip, and you followed her lead by opening your mouth. It was wet and messy and just the way you liked it. 

Slowly, the kiss stopped with her moving further down your body. First, to nibble and suck on your neck, then to your breasts, where she took your bra off and lathered your nipples. Her tongue ran over and around them. She’d suck one into her mouth and release them with a pop. Meanwhile, you were happy to lay back and enjoy the show, encouraging her actions with appreciative sighs and hums. Moving south along your stomach, she pecked what felt like every inch of it. Finally, when you’d started to feel impatience and excitement bubble to the surface, the mayor’s hands came to rest on either side of your thighs. She bowed down, ass perched in the air whilst she teased kisses along your inner thighs. 

Begging was useless; she’d only prolong the torment, yet you found you couldn’t stop letting out a small whimper followed by a soft ‘please’. If she heard the slip, she let it pass, instead choosing to wrap her arms around your thighs and secure them over your hips.

The open window let in a cool breeze that circulated the room and made the sweat on your body cold. It calmed your racing pulse, and you closely monitored the tension easing from aching muscles, happy to forget about the upcoming torture of halting your pleasure, even if the reward would be worth it. 

This lasted for all of ten seconds before the draft coming in was forgotten, and Regina finally ran her tongue through your drenched sex. 

You were no stranger to the magic Regina could perform with her tongue, which was why you relaxed and enjoyed the slow licks along your slit, the gentle sucking on your clit and, with one hand, gripped onto the headboard above you, the other brushing Regina’s hair off her forehead.

The attention to your clit was now alternating between sucks and licks. Sometimes she lay her tongue flat and slithered it over the hardened nub. Other times she'd use the tip of it to run stiff circles or figures of eight over it. Traipsing fingers through dark hair, you made every effort to contain screaming out. Your body desperately wanted more than what was being bestowed. 

After minutes of endless torture, she prodded your entrance with her two middle fingers, only pushing them in halfway and pulling them back out. She repeated this process until you got too impatient and unintentionally tried to push yourself down onto her fingers. This attempt was unsuccessful, what with the force she used to push your hip down into the bed.

When you looked down, her eyes were glued to you, and still, they held that dominance that told you things would move at her rate, and there’d be no two ways about it. You’d have been annoyed if it wasn’t for the fact it - having control ripped away from you - only turned you on more. 

It felt like your whole body had been submerged in boiling water, the slick salted lining of sweat had all but coated your body, and your breath was uncontrollable. There was no hope in holding back moans and mewls with your body being worked up and deprived all at once. No coherent thought seemed to be in your head. The only thing you knew was Regina, and Regina and Regina. 

Finally, her fingers pushed all the way, and your hand flew from the headboard to join its twin in her hair. A loud cry echoed across the room, and you felt Regina smirk over your aching clit. She took the bundle of nerves into her mouth and ran her teeth along it. A gasped moan left your parted lips. This time it was broken off with a near scream as Regina started to pump her fingers in and out of you rapidly.  

You sprang upwards on the bed and loudly panted, “I’m going to, I’m going to cum. Fuck!” 

Prying her tongue away and stilling her fingers, she looked at you with a raised brow and said, “You could have gone a few extra seconds, dear.” Nevertheless, she waited for you to calm down before removing her fingers and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. 

By this point, you were practically dripping onto the bedsheets. An ache had spread to every inch of your body, and you yearned for all the teasing to stop. If not for the gentleness that appeared between moments of unrest, you’d have thrown in the towel. Yet, the small kisses she dropped over your stomach, the tender smile she gave you, and the way she nuzzled her head in your neck so that you could breathe in her hair motivated you to push ahead and persevere. 

Absorbing this spike in affection, your fingers ran through brunette tresses. Closing your eyes, you let your worries float out the window into the late afternoon breeze. 

This time Regina moved slower. She wedged her thigh between your legs and started a slow grinding motion. The abundant slickness present easily allowed for the movement. She didn’t protest or hold your hips down when you matched her actions, so you kept going. Kneading your breast between her hands, she lowered her head down and took your left nipple between her teeth and bit down lightly on it. A balance of pain and pleasure set your body alight, and you found your hips moving faster.

Maybe it was the intensity of the moment, the shift in atmosphere that thrummed through your body - warming your chest and distracting your mind - but you didn’t stop Regina when you felt that familiar tension home in your lower abdomen. Instead, it continued to reach its peak until it was too late, and you’d let out an alarmingly loud moan that bounced around the room and, more importantly, bellowed in Regina’s ears. 

“Did you do what I think you did?” she asked, her voice having a bite to it that drained away the pleasure of what had happened, leaving fear and a sense of disappointment behind your actions. There was none of the gentleness you’d previously observed, and whilst that scared you, it also struck an excited note in you. 

Taking your silence and lack of eye contact as an admission, she shuffled backwards on the bed, kicked her legs over the side, and continued in the same menacing tone, “Come here.” 

You did as told, muttering apologies that Regina paid little to no attention to. You shuffled forward and stood on your knees next to the edge of the bed. 

Taking you over her knees, her hand made firm contact with your left ass cheek. The slapping sound rang through the room, travelling straight back to you, waking up the submissive side within you that would do anything to please and putting any thoughts of disobeying to sleep. A series of harsh slaps left you whimpering and deciding whether to beg her to stop or to keep going. But then Regina’s palm made swift contact with your cunt, leaving behind a delicious sting. 

“Oh god,” you moaned. The burn around your clit was near maddening, and you were sure if you didn’t get some proper relief soon, you’d die, “Please, Regina.” You begged. 

“What do you want, baby?” her voice dripped with power. 

“I want you to fuck me.” You whined, “Please fuck me.” 

“Stay there, and don’t move.” She commanded, sliding back and off the other side of the bed. You heard rummaging and things lightly dropping to the floor but couldn’t see much from the position she had you stay in. The bed dipped beside you, “Suck.” She growled. 

Turning your head to her, you saw Regina had now stripped down to only her panties. Fastened to her hips was her favourite harness - on it the second biggest dildo she owned. The sight of it made your lips water and your clit twitch. Powerful, she didn’t need a thrown or a crown. This was enough to remind you she was a queen and you a lowly subject. 

“Fuck,” you muttered, crawling over and holding onto her hips. 

Bringing your lips to the tip of the faux cock you slowly opened your mouth and sucked the tip in. Although the brunette could gain pleasure from this, simply by using her magic to make her cock real, you knew this was another demonstration of dominance. The thought caused you to moan and show Regina just how willing you were to please, so you took her entire length into your mouth and began bobbing your head. 

Before long, Regina had her hands in your hair as you lubed up the strap, taking it repeatedly to the hilt, then back out again, over and over. 

“You look so pretty sucking mommy’s cock.” she mused, pulling your head back and cleaning the spit off the sides of your mouth, “Such a good girl.” 

Staring up at her, you couldn’t help but feel a little pride rise in your chest and had to bite back a smile. You let it slither across your lips when Regina pulled you up and crashed her lips onto yours. Her hands circled your waist whilst her knees moved forward, guiding you towards the head of the bed. Once your head hit the pillow - promoted by a little push from Regina - plump lips found your neck and sucked your pulse point so hard there was no chance a mark would not be seen the following day. 

Fingers danced over your chest and torso, light enough to pry small giggles. Suddenly, her hands found your hips, and she flipped you over so your stomach and breasts lay flat against the bed. With her firm grip, she tugged your hips up and held you in place as she moved forward and back, teasing your cunt with silicone. 

You stifled a groan into a pillow and allowed Regina what fun she wanted. Eventually, she relented and eased the tip of the strap into you. It was thick and almost painful, but the stretch was welcomed with a grateful whimper. The mayor was kind enough to take it slow, pushing in inch by inch with a steadiness that kept the action unhalted and natural. 

She guided her hips back, then slammed right back into you. The scream you let out was undoubtedly audible from outside, but you couldn’t care less. She kept fucking into you like that, pulling out slow enough that you felt the bumped veins on the dildo glide over your inner walls, then, with a sudden push of her hips, filled you completely. After a while of this, clawing at the bedsheets, pillows, anything you could get your hands on, the fast-paced action you craved had you trying to wrestle against Regina’s hold on you so you could take matters into your own hands. 

“You want me to fuck you hard and fast?” she spoke in a sultry voice, “Is that what you want?” 

“Yes,” you whined. 

She quickly picked up her pace, “Tell me who you belong to. Tell me who gets to fuck you like this.”

“You!” 

“Who else?” She shouted, her hips moving at double their previous speed. 

The bed rocked and squeaked. Your attention remained on the cock mercilessly thrusting in and out of you. 

“Who else?” she barked, delivering a swift slap to your ass.

“No one! Only you!” You screamed. 

The ridges inside the strap-on meant Regina was getting as much pleasure from this as you were. Each moan you let out was followed by one of her own. She loved fucking you from behind, watching her cock disappear in and out of your pussy, and you, too, couldn’t deny the position had its benefits. For one, when she increased her speed, keeping her thrusts strong - much like she was doing then - the dildo would slide perfectly along your g-spot. The pleasure was insurmountable. The next day, you often found you could barely walk, not that it mattered when memories of the things Regina did to you were floating around in your mind. 

Repeatedly, she pounded into you, the base of the cock slamming against your clit, driving you closer and closer to coming. 

Getting the question out was painful because all you wanted to do was let go. “Can I come?” You shakily begged, the words coming out broken and pathetic. 

“Come for me, baby.” she cooed. 

Her voice alone did it. Your walls clamped around the dildo. Regina continued, prolonging the pure bliss of the powerful orgasm that shook your whole body. She held you up when your knees buckled, refusing to stop her wanton hips from fucking you with reckless abandon. 

“Regina!” You loudly moaned, thrashing your head against a pillow, “Fuck! I’m going to come again!” 

She didn’t relent. Instead, she trashed her palm time and time again over your ass, sending stinging pleasure through all your nerve endings. Together you cried out each other’s names, nails dug into your hip bones as you both simultaneously found your release.

She slumped down on top of you and unbuckled her harness, carefully pulling it out of your spent cunt. Regina placed it on the bedside table to be dealt with later. As she lay beside you and breathed heavily, she slung an arm over her eyes and smiled.  

You scooted over to her and lay your head on her chest, drawing lazy shapes over her stomach and breast, “That was amazing,” you chuckled.

Clasping her arm over your shoulder, running soft fingers through your hair, she smirked and looked down at you, “What makes you think we’re finished?” 

You met her eyes and saw that same mischievous look you so adored, “I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow, am I?” 

Her smirk curved into a full-blown grin, “No, I don’t think you will. You deserve it for starting without me.”

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Can you do a baking thing with Regina Mills that turns into smtg more spicy? Like maybe when cookies (or whatever Regina and Y/n are baking) are cooking, then Regina gets bored and yk wants to have fun with reader?

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Things Happen When She’s Bored ~Daddy!Regina Mills xFem Reader ~Holiday Bingo

Summary— Regina and Reader bake chocolate chip cookies together, and Regina gets bored while they are baking… Anon Response— Thank you for the request, anon!! I would love to write this! Regina Mills could always use more content. Enjoy! ♥️

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Prompt— Baking

Warnings: NSFW, smut, clit stimulation, spanking, taunting, teasing, daddy kink, degradation kink, degrading, punishment, etc.

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The kitchen looked like a bomb had gone off, as you and Regina finally put the chocolate chip cookies in the oven. Ingredients laid all over the counters, along with bowls, measuring spoons, and trays for the cooked cookies. Both of you had gotten your clothes all messy as well.

But you didn’t care. You were having fun and that was all that mattered.

Once the cookies were in the oven however, you decided it was time to clean up. You began by throwing away the eggshells and the empty butter wrapper, then moving to gather and clean all the dishes.

Regina leaned against the counter, watching you as you cleaned up. Her gaze followed yours with amusement. As you turned your back and started to clean the dishes in the sink, you could feel the mischievous energy radiating off of the woman. And before you could say a word, you felt a pelt of flour hit your back.

You immediately turned around and scowled playfully.

“Hey!!” You whined at the woman, who had picked up the floor bag and who was looking at you with a mischievous grin and wicked eyes.

“I’m bored…!” Regina groans, then throwing another handful of flour, this time in your face.

The brunette immediately erupted into laughter as your face screwed together and you scowled again. You put down the dishes in your hands and marched across the kitchen, confiscating the flour bag from the woman. You put it away in its proper place in the bottom cabinets, but as you went to stand back up and turn around, you found yourself trapped. Regina was placed right in front of you, so close that your back and hands were against the kitchen island behind you.

“ ‘Gina?” You stammered, the woman’s unwavering gaze suddenly sending shivers down your entire body.

Regina stepped impossibly closer, tilted her head at you, and licking her lips. Her eyes flickered a dark and wicked energy.

It suddenly clicked for you. But before you could say it, her lips were on yours. She was immediately purring happily like a cat at the connection to you. That woman couldn’t get enough of your touch, it was like it was all she could think about.

Although you didn’t blame her, you were basically the same way. You sometimes wondered whether you two were too addicted to one another… But regardless, Regina was definitely worse than you. She could hardly contain herself most of the time.

Regina’s flour caked hands found your throat and hip, squeezing each one as needed to draw those little whimpers that she adored out of you. You gasped and rasped breathlessly into the kiss, the hand on your throat already making your eyes start to roll back.

The woman wasted no time, after a peck on your lips, her tongue started to stalk and lick your lips. It then slipped into your mouth with ease. You hummed in delight as Regina dominated you with a simple kiss.

Her hold on your neck and hips got tighter and tighter. You were sure that they would both bruise. But you didn’t mind that, in fact you encouraged it. You cheekily bit Regina’s bottom lip. The woman growled in response and tightened her hold on you even more. You let out a raspy groan at her impossibly tight grasp.

“Behave…” the woman growled in a reminder.

Regina had now left your lips and was focusing on moving the attention of her tongue and hot mouth downwards, to your chin, then throat, shoulders, collarbones, and so on.

“Or what…?” You chocked out.

The brunette looked at you and quirked her eyebrow. Regina loved when you challenged her, as it meant she could put you back in your place. And you loved to challenge her because it riled her up.

Swiftly, Regina grabbed your hips and swiveled you around, pining you down and over the kitchen island counter, so that she was behind you and your ass was sticking out to her.

“Or I’ll make you…” the woman rasped wickedly in your ear.

You playfully wiggled your ass up into Regina’s frame. This resulted in her hand coming flying down and smacking you ass hard. You winced and jerked forward, yelping in surprise. Regina reveled in the reactions that she drew from you.

Your breathing was drawing ragged and your mind was beginning to dizzy. You felt the woman’s hot breath on your neck, only making you loss your competency even faster.

Her hand came back down on your ass cheeks once more, leaving a stinging sensation and making you squeal.

“Who do you belong to, Baby…?” Regina purred wickedly into your ear.

Another spank came down on your ass.

“Y-you…!” You whimpered loudly.

“Say my name…” she cooed darkly, smacking your ass again and harder.

“Regina—!!” You yelped.

Three more spanks to your ass indicated that you had answered incorrectly.

“Nuh uh uh… Try again, Baby…”

“Mmmmm Daddy!!” You cried out.

Your response made Regina smirk and begin to caress your red clothed ass with her hand. You sighed out breathily in relief.

But just as you thought the woman was down with you and was going to let you go, you felt her fingers start to dip in between your thighs. Her digits began to make tight circles around your clothed clit, making you suck in a breath sharply.

“You’re going to cum for daddy…” Regina purred, “Only from Daddy’s teasing… You understand…?”

You gulped and groaned as little waves of pleasure began to build themselves up to a much larger orgasm. You nodded vigorously in response to the woman.

“Yes daddy—” you groaned.

“Good girl…” she praised with a wicked tone.

Your eyes began to roll back as her fingers tightly wound you up, right up to the cusp of your climax.

“Daddy— P-please—!!” You cried, your desperation overtly apparent.

“Cum for Daddy, pretty bitch…” Regina hummed.

The degradation along with calling herself daddy sent you over the edge. You sparked against the encounter, as Regina’s fingers stimulated your clit through your orgasm. Your breathing was loud and erratic as you came off your high.

Suddenly, the timer on the oven for the chocolate chip cookies went off, ringing reality back into your heads. Regina was swift to unblock you and grab the mitt for the oven. She pulled the cookies out, placing them on the cooling rack, pretending like nothing has happened.

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[lanawinterscigarettes]

Kinkmas 2022

Hey guys! I've never really done anything like this before but it looked interesting so I decided I'm going to try it out. I'll be using two prompts for each day, and although I don't have set dates for when they'll each come out I plan on getting them all done before the 25th of December (I hope)

I'm only going to be doing 11 days instead of 31, so I'm not as overwhelmed, so while it won't be as many days as other people usually do, you'll still have 11 days of kinky goodness to enjoy 😘

Here's this year's lineup:

Day 1: strap-on + office sex - Regina Mills

Day 2: thigh riding + oral fixation - Kate Bishop

Day 3: wet dream + begging - Chandler Bing

Day 4: knife kink + blood play - Billy Loomis

Day 5: finger fucking + morning/sleepy sex  - Natasha Romanoff

Day 6: biting/marking + hair pulling - Jason Dean

Day 7: car sex + uniform kink - Jennifer Check

Day 8: daddy/mommy kink + spanking/impact play - Wanda Maximoff

Day 9: cunnilingus + overstimulation - Steve Harrington

Day 10: somnophilia + body worship - Sally Mckenna

Day 11: aftercare + praise kink - Viktor Hargreeves

If you want to be tagged in any of these just let me know <3

Edit: all of the fics above will feature a gender neutral reader, except for day 9, which will be geared towards afab readers

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[demonicbaby666]

Hi, can i request oral sex for mommy!regina x reader w degradation kink ? regina receiving

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One shot | Once Upon a Time Masterlist | Masterlists

Fandom: Once Upon a Time

Pairing: Regina Mills x fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.1k+

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, degradation, oral sex, face-sitting, mommy kink, squirting

From the start, you knew Regina liked control. Her throne was not left in the enchanted forest. Instead, it lived freely in all her presiding actions and orders. You knew that nothing could stand in the way of her regal sovereignty. And from the very first time she looked at you, that ordinary spring morning, you knew from the puckish twinkle in her eyes and the sudden conviction in her stride that her sights were set. 

That very night she brought you to her mansion, her goals clear: to break you down, claim you as hers and mark you over and over till you were melded to perfection. By the time you lay bare for her, watching as her tongue darted out to wet her lips and her eyes grew a smokey shade of oak, your body was already coloured purple and shades of red. The plethora of bloodied stains littering your supple skin were studied over and over again by lust-bitten eyes, revisited by puckered lips, and grazed between gnawing teeth until finally, the branding session met its end with a final pop. 

Regina bore no discomfort in uttering how she planned to destroy you, whispering into the shell of your ear every minute detail she could spare, how she would tear you apart, how she’d fuck you over and over until you’d beg her to stop, how she’d ignore your wishes and mercilessly take what she wanted from you till you’d fall limp and see black. 

As the details grew more vivid and the scenes were painted clearer in your head, your body grew to be more reactive. Regina would only have to slide a finger between your legs, give you the slightest bit of attention, and you’d have come on the spot. Of course, the older woman knew this, which is why she did the opposite. 

Hovering above you, Regina redistributed her weight from elbows to palms and pushed herself up. Smearing the evidence of arousal over your stomach, Regina straightened her spine to straddle you comfortably. 

The pride in her eyes was evident as the sound of your dejected whine filled her ears, each corner of her lip curled, soon revealing a glossy row of pearly whites. With little care and no regard for your moping, a demanding hand brushed the side of your neck and gripped tightly to a heap of hair. There was little warning or time to adjust when you were urged down the bed, your hips a bustling mess as they brought more and more of the bed linen with them on their descent. 

What greeted you was a mouthwatering sight. The musky aroma drew you in and tempted your tongue to dart out your mouth; knowing better than to act without permission, the muscle did not stray further than moistening your lips. You waited patiently, looking up into chestnut eyes that held none of the impatience you were sporting. Regina's control was unfathomable and often deterring, but you held firm and awaited instruction. 

“Such a good little doll for mommy,” she drawled, polished nails raking through your hair. “Now put that slutty mouth to use, mmh?” 

It was everything you’d expect, from the bitter tang to the delicate undertones of honey—perfection. The taste of Regina was something you knew you’d never tire of. 

You drank it in slowly, teasing the sensitive area with languid brushes of your tongue, never quite getting close enough to where you would be most appreciated. Only when the grip in your hair grew insistent and demanding did you place your lips around that hidden gem and draw it into your mouth. The thanks the older woman let out was worth the pain of her sudden deathly grip. Her moans sounded like the call of an angel: low, breathy and shaky. 

“I knew it,” Regina moaned, pushing you further into her cunt, hips moving to ride your tongue. “You are a dirty little whore."

You unabashedly moaned into her cunt, the vibrations giving way to a whole other sensation the brunette thoroughly enjoyed. Thighs tightened around your head, muffling the collection of sounds coming from above you, but you didn’t care when you could see them as much as you could hear them. Plump lips were permanently set apart, taking in rushed breaths as Regina’s chest rose and fell accordingly. 

‘Take from me what you want. Use me. I am entirely yours’ is what you might have said had words not failed you, had your mouth not been preoccupied. Instead, you became intent on portraying your message by worshipping Regina’s sex with measured licks and calculated sucks. 

It wasn't long before she was slipping, her control dimming like a burnt-out flame. Her hips movements spluttered, her thighs shook, and her moans shrilled. But the woman above you would not give into submission so easily. This was her playground, and you were her plaything. There would be no other way. 

One of the hands holding Regina’s thigh was urged up to cup a heaving breast. You palmed the soft mound in your hand, tweaking a nipple and marvelling at the way Regina’s back arched, and another whine tumbled out her gaping mouth. A line of sweat formed above her brow, a droplet running down from her neck to the valley of her breasts. The salty smell of exertion it was taking to hold her orgasm back filled the air, only slightly discernible away from the beckoning smell of her heated sex. 

“More,” she demanded, digging her nails painfully into your scalp, pushing her pussy further down onto the bottom half of your face. You could scarcely breathe, nose nestled in coarse hair, mouth hellbent on tipping Regina over the edge. 

You worked faster and redoubled your efforts if only to draw more moans from the woman above you. You didn’t care that your lungs were constricted or your head felt light. All that mattered was Regina's trembling, her getting louder and, ultimately, closer. 

Hand over her breast, you tweaked a nipple between your thumb and finger, tight enough to send a jolt of pain through Regina’s system, something you were happy to find out she liked. With the finishing of one long drawn-out stripe of your tongue, you sucked Regina’s clit back into your mouth and ran it between your teeth. She fell apart, eyes shut, spraying her juices over your face, squirt dribbling down your chin. 

You drank her up, tongue delving into the source, unafraid to continually pleasure Regina through the entire length of her orgasm till she was near screaming and lifting her hips away. Her grip loosened in your hair, fingers combing through loose knots instead. 

After heavy breaths turned light, Regina slid off you, planting her back on the mattress beside where you lay breathlessly. She turned, placed a hand over your flushed cheek and smiled, bright and genuine. 

“You did good, baby,” she said, closing the space between your bodies and giving you a passionate kiss. 

“I did?” You asked, suddenly shy and self-conscious. 

Regina’s smile only grew wider, her hand sliding down to the juncture between your legs. “Yes, now let mommy make you feel good, sweet girl.” 

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Approach at your own risk… smut =* extra smutty =**

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Chocking Kink with Regina Mills*

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Things Happen When She’s Bored ~Daddy!Regina Mills xFem Reader ~Holiday Bingo*

Oh and I take Requests, so hit me up with your ideas 😉 Requests & Prompt-List

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Masterlist- MarasMadness

- Intro & Request post

~Jennifer Jareau~

* After Dark

* “When you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?”

* Push and Pull ft. Elle Greenaway

~Elle Greenaway~

* Push and Pull ft. Jennifer Jareau

~Emily Prentiss~

* Indulged Imprints

~ Regina Mills ~

*Midnights With The Mayor

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[inlovewithgreta]

Reflections — Regina Mills x Fem!Reader

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Synopsis: After getting the weekend to yourselves, you put your bedroom mirror to good use to give yourself a view that you’ve been dying to see.

Warnings: Praise, fingering, mommy kink, etc…

Word Count: 1.8K

© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The weekend was always your favorite part of the week, not only were you free from work but those two and a half glorious days were always child-free.

As of recently, Henry has come up with his own parenting plan. On weekdays he would stay with you and Regina then once the weekend rolled around he would stay over with Emma and Killian.

After certain disputes with Emma died down, Henry took full advantage of the double parenting to ensure everyone got to spend time with him.

He did stay with Mary Margaret and David on occasion but in the wise words of young Henry himself, 'they're too old school'.

It was only a matter of time before Henry got tired of trying to explain to them what a gameboy was and how it worked.

Today however was Friday, which marked the start of a brand new weekend. Everything went the same as usual, take Henry to school, help Regina in the office, grab lunch at Granny's, and last but not least, start spending the entire weekend alone with Regina.

While Regina was dropping Henry off at Emma's, you wanted tonight to be extra special for her.

It's been a while since you got all dolled up just for her and seeing you in her favorite color always made her jaw drop.

Working around the room, lights were turned off, candles were lit, rose petals were scattered, and you were frantically trying to make everything look perfect.

Although, all that was left was for you to slip on a little black dress but the second you saw your reflection in the mirror it's like you were caught in a daze.

The soft reflections from the candlelight had your skin looking like smooth silk. . .

And sheer red lace that barely covered your body seemed to hug in all the right places. . .

Your hands couldn't help but glide down the sides of your body before making their way around the back. With a slight turn, you watched as your hands slid down past the straps of your thong and admired the way it accentuated the roundness of your ass.

"Fuck. . ." You heard from an oh-so familiar voice.

You gasp sharply as your head whips towards the doorway to see Regina leaning against the doorframe with her bottom lip tucked between her teeth.

"I thought I was coming home to dinner. . ."

Regina kicks off her heels, instantly making her way towards you.

"But it looks like we're headed straight to dessert."

Her lustful voice got deeper than usual, just before her signature red stained lips collided with yours in a fiery kiss. Hands carefully cupped your cheeks while yours slid to her back in search of the zipper to her dress.

Regina giggles when she feels your fingers fumbling to pull the zipper down.

She walks you towards the bed and gently pushes you down onto the bottom half of the lush mattress.

You lift yourself up on your elbows and watch as she stands between your legs slowly gliding the zipper down.

You couldn't help but admire the way her lightly tanned skin was glowing under the candlelight.

Her dress falls to the floor revealing a matching black lace set that fits her body perfectly. Garters with little bows on them sat tightly against her thighs holding up her sheer black stockings that ended with a pair of black high heels.

Regina steps out of her dress, kicking it to the side, before climbing onto the bed above you.

She straddles your hips and instantly brings her lips back to yours. This time they felt even needier than before. . . more hungry.

Her hands reach around to unclasp your bra, sliding the straps down your shoulders and tossing it randomly behind her.

Breaking free from the kiss, Regina sends small kisses along your jawline and starts making her way down, leaving red lip stains in their wake.

Soft moans escape as she nips at your collarbone before heading straight towards your breasts.

She flicks her tongue over your hardened nipple.

Teeth slightly grazing across the sensitive bud.

"Mmm, mommy. . ." Your voice was just barely above a whisper.

Her dark chocolate eyes snap up to meet yours, caught off guard by the name slip.

She raises an eyebrow and brings her head back up to hover just inches in front of yours. Regina did her best at hiding the smirk begging to show across her face.

"Mommy, eh?" Her thumb swipes across your bottom lip.

"I'm sorry—"

"Don't be sorry," Regina quickly cuts you off.

"I find it rather. . . hot." She chuckles deeply before giving you another kiss on the lips, reassuring you in the best way she can.

You couldn't help the smile that spread across your face.

"You do?" Your bright eyes look into hers lovingly.

"Of course I do! You're just the sweetest little thing. . . call me whatever you like, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good girl. Now, is there anything you'd like mommy to do for you? Any requests while we resume our activities?" Her hand gently stroking your left cheek.

You contemplate for a moment, using your fingers to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. Eyes quickly darted to the mirror that stood behind her.

Regina turns her head to follow your eyes before looking back at you with her other eyebrow raised this time.

"What do you want? Use your words."

"I want—" You take a deep breath as you begin, cheeks glowing red as you're embarrassed by the fact she's making you be so forward. "I want to watch you fuck me in the mirror."

Regina looks taken back at your request, not expecting that sentence to ever come out of you.

"My little Angel doesn't seem to be so innocent anymore. . . I love it." Her nose scrunches as she finishes her sentence and gives you a quick peck before she moves herself to sit next to you with her legs spread.

She pats the empty space between her open legs, Regina now facing the floor length mirror that sat across from the bed.

"Come."

You sit up and take her hand as she helps you climb into her lap, both of your bodies facing the mirror.

She moves your hair behind your back and completely exposes your neck.

Tender eyes meet yours in the reflection.

"Is this what you wanted?" She asks, kissing your neck softly.

"Yes," You shudder when she reaches the spot just below your ear and tilt your head to give her better access.

Her free hand slides all the way down your side to reach your thighs and uses gentle force to spread your legs wider for her to achieve better access.

"Look at you, already so wet and we've barely even started." Regina chuckles at the prominent wet spot against your panties.

You hum when her warm hand reaches your center, playing with you through the thin fabric.

Her free hand slides across your chest to toy with your breasts and slightly pinches your nipple between her fingers.

You lean yourself as close as possible to her. Her breasts pressed heavily against your back.

You watch through the mirror as her fingers tuck beneath your fabric and move it to the side. The cold air hitting you sends a long chill up your spine.

"Open," She demands when she brings two fingers to your lips.

There was almost an immediate response to your mouth opening and Regina slowly sliding them in.

"Now suck for mommy."

You do as you're told and swipe your tongue along the length of her fingers and gently sucking at the tip before she pulls them back out.

Brown eyes scanned your nearly naked body as her now wet fingers slid back down to where it was prominently more wet.

Slim fingers toy at your entrance, almost teasing you along your folds before they easily dip inside.

A small moan slips from your mouth as she fills you. Your eyes watch through the mirror when Regina's lips return their attention to your neck.

She sucks and kisses along your neckline and across your shoulder while her pace steadily grows faster along your cunt.

Heat immediately spreads throughout your body at the pleasure of the slight curve of her fingers along with the subtle pinches against your nipples.

"You like this don't you?" Regina questions.

"You like it when mommy plays with you." She whispers lowly in your ear.

"Yes—God yes."

She watches as your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head at the full curve of her fingers. The different areas getting pleasure was almost too much to bear once she added the palm of her hand to your clit.

Moans of ecstasy filled the dim room around you along with the sounds of her palm gently smacking against your skin.

Expert fingers hit just the right spot with every skillful thrust.

"You're doing so good for me, darling."

Your legs couldn't help but twitch as you felt yourself nearing your release, fighting to keep your legs from closing.

Dark eyes were glued onto yours through the reflection when she heard your moans increase in volume.

"I want you to look at me when you finish, can you do that for me?"

"Y-Yes!"

Your head leans against hers as your hands claw their way at the sheets.

"Oh my god—" Your voice nearly catches in your throat as you finally reach the climax you've been running towards.

Your bottom lip gets roughly pulled between your teeth while Regina releases your tit to lay her hand atop your own that's grasped against the sheets.

Her movements soon turned gentle as she helped ride out your high.

"That's my good girl." She proudly speaks out, both of you still eyeing each other down in the mirror.

Your eyes immediately lighting up at her praising words.

She slowly removes her fingers and almost instantly brings them between her lips, quietly humming when she finally gets a taste of you.

Her fingers quickly get sucked clean.

"Stand up real quick my love so we can clean you up."

You do your best to stand so the two of you can clean yourself in the restroom. She sets you atop of the bathroom counter and swiftly cleans you with a wash rag, throwing it in the hamper when she's done.

"How about we put on a movie and order some of your favorite takeout?" She offers, knowing neither of you are now in the mood to cook.

You nod your head excitingly which puts a precious smile across her face.

"Okay then it's a plan," She chuckles and gives you a peck on the lips just before you return to the bedroom.

She opens her drawer and takes out two oversized button up shirts, tossing one to you and putting one over herself.

The two of you end up spending the rest of the night laying in each other's arms across the leather couch after a quick meal, easily falling asleep to one of your favorite movies.

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