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Gretchen was having a bad day. She failed her history quiz, spilled milk on her favorite shoes, and got her make-up purse stolen in the bathroom. She wanted to cry, to break down and let herself drown in her own tears. Instead, she took a deep breath, and continued her day as if everything was fine because everything was fine, why wouldn't it be fine, Gretchen was fine, she's always fine!
“Gretchen,” Gretchen froze upon hearing Regina's voice. What a coincidence that they were both in the bathroom at the same time. She didn't need to turn around as her queen circled around her, eyeing her with disgust. “What is on your shoes?” Gretchen didn't need to look to know the distasteful color. She wore maroon shoes that now had a murky gray stain splattered on it.
“Milk, from lunch,” Regina scoffed.
“You're such a slob,” Gretchen lowered her head.
“I know,” Regina lifted her head with her hand, letting it linger on Gretchen's chin to instill more fear into Gretchen's anxious body.
“I'm feeling very, hot, today,” Gretchen chewed her lip when she felt the back of her eyes burn. Her throat seemed to close as she recognized the word she dreaded the most. Hot. She remembered when she would use the word for the weather and describing others. Now, that word was cursed, tainted by Regina's definition of it. “You should come over after-school,” Gretchen gulped as Regina removed her hand from her chin.
“Ok...” Regina smirked, dragging her thumb down Gretchen's lips. Gretchen tensed, resisting the urge to flinch while Regina's thumb flipped at her lip.
“Good girl,” The air felt tight, choking Gretchen into an obedient silence. “I knew you'd want to,” Regina whispered before walking out of the bathroom. Gretchen was finding it hard to believe that interaction was purely coincidental. Regina wasn't an accidents person. Everything was planned with her, even that conversation.
“Did the chicken or the egg come first?” Karen asked as she walked outside with Gretchen. Gretchen shrugged, her eyes staying locked on the devil’s pink jeep. “I think it's the chicken because how else do you make an egg? Wait, but an egg makes a chicken... wait-”
“Karen, can we save this debate for later?” Gretchen asked sharply, digging her hands into the palm of her hand.
“Ok! Is something wrong?” Karen asked, sweetly tilting her head and smiling. Gretchen couldn't reciprocate it and opted for a combined frown and sigh.
“Regina's feeling hot again,” Karen's smile fell and she looked at Gretchen with empathy.
“Wow, it's the third time this week. Maybe she's lonely and likes your company!” Gretchen tried to smile, but it came off as forced as she watched Regina sit in her car.
“If only,” One could wish Regina liked her for her and not her services. The line between friend and assistant seemed to blur now, with Gretchen struggling to realize where she went wrong. Regina wasn't the problem, she was never the problem, it was always Gretchen. At least, that's what Regina made her think. If Regina was the problem, then Gretchen caused it. Gretchen was the issue, all the time.
“If you want, we can call afterward and play some roblox if you'd like? I found this new obby called ‘two player baby obby’ and you can be the girl this time,” Karen's bubbly tone caused Gretchen to look away from Regina and towards Karen. She smiled slightly.
“Thanks Karen,”
“Is that a yes?” Karen Shetty, the goddess that you are. Gretchen thanked her in her head for being her only considerate friend. Even with all the air in her head, Karen was still the most comforting person she knew.
“It's a yes,” Gretchen confirmed.
“Yay!” While Karen cheered, Gretchen caught sight of Regina. Regina stared at her, her sunglasses at the tip of her nose and her eyes locking on Gretchen's every move. She stiffened, digging her nails deeper into her palm.
“I have to go,” Gretchen stuttered, rushing off without giving Karen time to say goodbye. She nearly tripped over a rock while she ran up to Regina.
“What took so long?” Regina asked but she held no interest in her tone. Gretchen sat in the passenger's seat, clutching onto the chair when Regina sped off. She fumbled with her seatbelt while trying to create an explanation in her head. “I figured since you were eager to come, I'd meet you here early,” Regina looked at Gretchen, tilting her head as she faked being hurt. “Do you not want to come home with me?” Gretchen knew her answer. But she also knew the correct answer.
“I do,” Gretchen forced as Regina eyed the road ahead.
“So why aren't you acting like it?” Her hurt was gone, replaced with a demanding tone.
“I don't know,” Gretchen stuttered, hating herself for sounding so weak. Regina on the other hand seemed to enjoy it.
“You know that's not an answer, baby,”
“I’m sorry...”
“You should be. You kept me waiting,” Regina snapped while Gretchen focused on deep breaths.
“It won't happen again,” It felt rehearsed to her. She even knew to expect a smirk to form on Regina's face.
“It better not,” Regina growled, parking her car in her driveway. Gretchen quickly looked around but her hopes were crushed when she failed to find June’s car.
The house was theirs.
Gretchen stood in the bathroom, wrapping a bandage around the palm of her hand. While Regina was talking to her, she stopped noticing how hard her nails were digging into her palm and ended up breaking skin. This earned her a yell from Regina and an order to clean it up. When she felt it was covered enough, Gretchen ripped the bandage and taped it on.
“Gretchen! What is taking so long?”
“I'm coming!” She shouted back, scrambling to shove her materials into the cabinet above her. When she opened the door, she almost knocked into Regina who stood outside with crossed arms and an angry look. Regina glanced at Gretchen's hand and then shrugged.
“Looks fine, get on the bed,” Gretchen hid her sulking as she walked past Regina and crawled onto the bed. She crossed her legs, hugging herself as Regina walked in. Regina let the door hang open as she got on the bed in front of Gretchen. She leaned closer to Gretchen, her breathing tickling Gretchen's skin. Gretchen closed her eyes as Regina put her lips on hers. She couldn't bring herself to kiss back and let Regina do all the work. “Feels good, doesn't it?”
“Yeah,” Gretchen muttered. Regina pinched her brows, grabbing Gretchen's face with her hand. She squeezed, poking Gretchen's cheeks out.
“I'm not convinced,” Gretchen tried to smile but when it didn't work, flashed some teeth to try and show she was happy.
“It feels good,” Regina, satisfied, let go of her and took her shirt off.
“I know. You're lucky to have me,” Regina whispered while tossing her shirt aside. “Repeat it,” She demanded, taking her pants off.
“I'm lucky to have you,” Regina smirked. Whatever sick fantasy was in her head, it was being fulfilled again. She hummed, kicking her socks to the floor before turning to Gretchen, her face pink. Regina was beautiful, Gretchen won't discredit that. But her beauty hid her poison, her intoxicating demon that surfaced when she needed something. Gretchen lost count of how many times she had to make deals with this thing that lurked in Regina's body.
“Take your clothes off,” Gretchen bit her lip while she undressed herself until she was in her underwear. Regina stared at her, smiling at the sight in front of her. “Underwear too,” Gretchen's eyes watered as she unclipped her bra and set it aside. She wiped the tears away before sliding her panties off. She sat naked on her bed, trying to cover her body with her crossed arms and legs. Regina spread Gretchen's legs, causing Gretchen to yelp, before eying her pussy. “You're not wet, today,”
“I've been stressed,” Gretchen mumbled but Regina didn't care.
“Is this not enough for you? I'm ugly?”
“No! No, you're not,” Regina looked away as Gretchen shook her head.
“Really?” Regina said as if she was waiting for something. Gretchen knew what that something was.
“You're really hot Regina,” Regina smirked, leaning her head closer to Gretchen's.
“You think so?” She whispered, grazing her lips on Gretchen's cheeks. Gretchen nodded and Regina kissed her.
“Yes,” Regina kissed her again before leaning her head against Gretchen's. She moaned into her ear, grabbing Gretchen's hand and pressing it on her panties.
“You make me so wet, baby,” Gretchen chewed back her frown as she was forced to run her hand down Regina's panties. The wetness of it made Gretchen's skin crawl with an itchiness that couldn't be removed. “Let me do the same with you,”
“Ok,” Gretchen whispered, her voice cracking as tears ran down her face. Regina wiped them off, kissing both of Gretchen's cheeks.
“Cheer up Gretch, you'll have fun soon,” Gretchen stayed silent as Regina pinned her to the bed. Through fuzzy eyesight, Gretchen watched Regina kiss down her body in various spots. She let her head fall onto the bed, staring at the ceiling while Regina's touch got more and more aggressive. She began to bite her and lick the spots after. Each time her teeth dug into Gretchen's skin, Gretchen flinched and grit her teeth harder. “I do this for you,” Regina lied. She kissed above Gretchen's clit before taking a lick on it. Gretchen hissed through her teeth, grabbing the covers out of instinct.
“Regina...” She whined but was unable to say anything more. She couldn't stop her, the words refused to leave her throat. She remembered what happened the time she did say it and regretted speaking out at once. It did not end well for her. Regina sat up to take her underwear off and once she was naked, straddled Gretchen.
“Having fun aren't we?” Gretchen nodded despite crying. Her cries were quiet so Regina chose not to acknowledge it. She flicked at Gretchen's clit before leaning off the bed and grabbed a bow from under her bed. Gretchen watched, eyes widened as Regina took out her pink vibrator. “Put it on,” She shoved it into Gretchen's hands, watching with a smile while Gretchen turned the switch on. She sniffed, her face red and stained with tears. Upon contact, Gretchen jumped and tried to close her legs. Regina held them open, watching eagerly as Gretchen suppressed her moans. Although Gretchen didn't feel pleasure, her body did, and it betrayed her by making her whine.
“Mmm, turn it up,” Regina bit her lip and gazed at Gretchen's face which was scrunched up. She clicked the button and grit her teeth harder. The pressure made her legs twitch and her eyes close. Regina only let her use the most intense toys she owned, and this was one of them. Level two felt like hell. Gretchen whimpered, biting her lip to try and silence herself. “You can't hide from pleasure Gretch,” Regina pressed the button herself, giggling when Gretchen jolted. “Feels good right?”
“Mhm,” Gretchen's eyes were focused on the toy in her hands. She hated how much the toy made her horny and needy for more. She would've killed for any situation other than this. A situation where she can control her own pleasure. “Regina, I feel close,” Regina dragged her fingers across Gretchen's hole and clit. She felt wet now, bringing a sadistic grin on Regina's face.
“Turn it up,”
“Fuck, Regi, it hurts!”
“You'll get used to it,” Regina whispered, bending over and kissing Gretchen's cheek. Gretchen's breathing cane to a halt as a familiar sensation coursed through her body. She moaned, against her will, as she came on the vibrator. She took it off to catch her breath but Regina forced it back on. Gretchen whined from pain, her clit still sensation from her previous orgasm.
“Can I take it off?” Regina tilted her head. “It hurts! Please!”
“Fuck, baby,” Regina bit her lip as she grinded her clit on Gretchen's leg. She moaned, tilting her head back and grabbed on the sheets to stabilize herself. Hearing Gretchen's cries and pleads was driving her crazy and her arousal was higher than its ever been. She could cum right now and be able to cum again mere seconds later. Gretchen sounded so hot when she was in pain, in Regina's opinion. “God, Gretch, turn it up,”
“Please, no. I can't- shit!” She choked on her tears as she came again, the feeling generating warmth throughout her body. This time, she didn't get a chance to remove the toy as Regina pushed it deeper into her clit. Her back arched, mouth open as she moaned.
“Keep going, I'm so close,” Regina muttered, turning the volume up. Gretchen screamed and Regina threw her head back, the sound bringing her to her own orgasm. She rode herself on Gretchen's leg, moaning loudly while doing so. Gretchen was sobbing at this point and she dropped the vibrator, shaking so badly where she couldn't handle it anymore. She put her hands to her face as Regina collapsed next to her. “You sound so sweet, I'm glad you're mine,” Regina kissed Gretchen's lips before resting her head on Gretchen's chest.
“You'll always be mine.”