"You will be wed to Sansa Stark and she is currently on her way here as we speak."

Ramsay's father's news caught him by surprise. He stared at him. First he was complaining slightly about him flaying a northern lord for not paying his taxes and now he was telling him that He was to be wed to Sansa Stark to secure our hold on the north. Ramsay thought to himself. True-fully he was more concerned with the fact that he couldn't help but picture a fat ugly beast like the wife his father had taken for himself. It made him cringe on the inside. He was never allowed to meet the Starks when his father was their bannerman. It irritated him back then, so he had no idea what so ever how Sansa would even look like.

"I look forward to meeting my betrothed." Ramsay responded knowing his father would want a response. Roose was the only one whose opinion really ever mattered to the bastard of Bolton.

Ramsay could hear Reek whimper a little louder than normal as icy eyes glanced slightly at his pet. The word he said under his breath was not audible and his father didn't even notice, but he knew what my pet had said. No. He was more amused now knowing that his little pet must be being tormented at the thought of his master marrying the woman he knew as a child. Plans of his wedding night was starting to make his cock hard.

"There's more you need to know." Roose voice cut through Ramsay's thoughts. Shifting his body in his chair to hide his growing erection in front of his father was more important than his own fantasy at the moment.

"King Joffrey will be coming here, Tywin Lannister as well." Roose voice didn't falter with his true feelings. Staying calm and collected but they both knew that neither one of them wanted the spoiled king here.

"Why would the king be coming this far north?" Ramsay questioned. It didn't make much sense to him.

"Tywin simply stated that the king wanted to make sure things went accordingly." Roose stated simply.

Ramsay didn't like it. He didn't really feel like having to deal with Joffrey. The fact that the king would even waste his time coming this far north seemed absurd. Ramsay sighed shaking his head annoyed. Still his mind went back on Reek and like clockwork his father spoke again as he was getting up to leave the table.

"As for your plaything, he must stay hidden away while King Joffrey and Tywin Lannister are here." His voice was ordering and it made Ramsay nod. Did he like it? No he didn't. Yet he knew better than arguing about it with his father.

Once his father took his leave to return to his own business, Ramsay smirked. After all he had to punish his pet for that moment of defiance.

"Reek." His voice was kind though threatening.

"Yes master!" Reek squeaked out as the trembling started to be more active.

"Crawl to me, pet." was all that the bastard of Bolton responded.

Reek stumbled as he got down on his hands and knees and tried to go as quickly to his master as he could. Fear was all over his pets face that Ramsay could barely hide his twisted grin. Once Reek had gotten to his masters side Ramsay grabbed his hair and yanked upward hard. Reek screamed in fear and from the painful force Ramsay used. Icy eyes stared straight into his pet's eyes. An amused face on the sadistic bastard of the Dreadfort.

"Oh, silly Pet. Bad Reek. Did you think you could hide things from me?" The words as kind as they sounded had danger behind them and made Reek go into a panic.

"No... M-Master! Reek good! Reek loyal! Reek wouldn't do bad! Please master!" His pleading sobs were making Ramsay ever harder. His mind drifted to having his loyal dog suck his cock. Reek had to be punished, though and Ramsay having Reek pleasure his master would be a mercy. One his pet didn't deserve right now.

"Reek, you say you weren't bad yet you lie to my face right now. Oh Reek. How slow you learn. Don't worry, I'll teach you not to lie all over again. Wouldn't you like that mercy Reek? After all you wouldn't want to keep lying to me would you?" The words were mocking and dangerous and Ramsay knew full well his pet was terrified as Reek pissed himself.

"P-please Master!... I-I can be good! Please another chance! I won't lie I swear it!" Before Reek could ramble on and on, Ramsay slammed his head into the table hard. Reek cried out as his nose started to gush out blood.

"Tell you what. We'll play a game. If you win I will only flay one of your fingers for your lie. If I win, I get to flay more of your chest. Aren't I merciful pet? Giving you another chance. One that you don't deserve but I give you cause of my kindness."

Reek cried and trembled violently. Trying so hard to say the right words. The words they both knew Ramsay wanted to hear. "Yes. Master! Thank you! I was bad! I don't deserve your mercy! Thank you for mercy master!"

Ramsay licked his lips. Oh how he loved it when his favorite pet whimpered and cried. Thanking him for his mercy when Ramsay was feeling generous always made Ramsay rock hard. Tormenting Reek was some of the best amusement he could ever have. Though, soon Ramsay would have a new play thing. A wife who would learn to love and appreciate the bastard of Bolton as much as Reek had learned to do. It took a considerable amount of effort for Ramsay not to fuck his pet right then and there. To rip him bloody. To hear him scream and cry and then thank Ramsay for his generosity for showing any affection to such a hideous creature that was the once proud Kraken had become.

"Now Reek. Pay attention. I know you're dim witted but it's a simple game. I have to see if you'll lie to me again. You wouldn't want to lie to me again would you Reek?" The voice was calm.

"No! Master! I'm good!" Reek answered quickly filled with fear of what was to come.

Ramsay knew all too easily that his games he always won. Still Reek always tried his best and every time Reek lost he only had himself to blame and Reek knew it. "Good. Because if you lie, I'll know. Here's how the game works. I'll ask you a couple of questions and you'll answer honestly. If you lie you lose." Ramsay saw the fear in his pet's eyes. He knew all too well Reek would be battling between the absolute truth and what Ramsay wanted to hear.

"First question. Why did you seem so upset about the news of my betrothal? Do you want your master to lose the North Reek? That would be really bad of you to think after all I have been so kind to you haven't I?" Ramsay always knew how to play his words and make them a trap. Reeks obvious panic on his face showed true. He knew that Reeks broken mind was trying so hard to find the right words. After several moments of Reek not answering Ramsay was starting to get impatient. "You have three seconds to answer Reek or you lose. One..." His pet was panicking more as he was trying to form words but was having difficulty due to his fear. "Two..." Ramsay was about to say three but Reeks voice blurted his answer as fast as he could.

"I.. I.. I was scared you'd hurt her master!..." Dread filled his eyes as Ramsay smiled a cruel smile and shook his head. Reaching his hand out Ramsay petted the broken man on his head. Reek flinched and trembled with the touch, but still moved into as well. Like it was the only comfort that his broken pet could receive. It was so sweet and so foolish of his pet that it just made him smile.

"Reek. Sansa will be my wife. She will belong to me. Like you do Reek. Would you really want me to be denied what I would want to do with what's mine?" A trap and Reek knew it. The obvious despair filled all of Reek. There was no way his pet could avoid any type of punishment and he knew it. The broken Kraken was trapped, damned all due to Ramsay's play with words.

"Master! Forgive me! You're right! She will be yours! Like Reek is yours! Please forgive me!" The meek voice was filled with panic.

With planned silence Ramsay simply looked into his now beyond terrified pet. "Oh my sweet, idiot, pet, you know I can't let you think that you have any say on how I treat what's mine. If I don't train you how could you ever learn? It's a mercy to have you learn before you fuck up again. You know that don't you, Reek?" With a whine Reek nodded and mumbled thank you which he knew his master would want to hear.

"There, there, Reek. Master will teach you. I am patient after all. Now for the next question. Tell me all you know about my soon to be wife."

Reek winced at the question. The trembling increased greatly. His eyes seemed lost. Trying so hard to find the right answer to his master's question. Ramsay just sat back and waited. "I..I don't know much master... Reek can't remember!" His voice was in a panic.

The bastard of Bolton was not pleased. "You lose." He stated shaking his head disappointed.

"Master I'm telling the truth! Please! I can't remember that far back! Please forgive Reek! Loyal Reek!" The broken voice cried. They both knew that Ramsay wasn't going to be kind tonight.

Ramsay just smiled a dark smile. Shaking his head. "You didn't try hard enough, I'm afraid. You lost."

"Wait! Master! Please!" Reek begged. "She likes stories and songs! She's beautiful! She likes to be the best lady she can be! I have never known her to falter in her courtesy!" His voice was breaking with how much of a panic he was in.

All Ramsay could think about was how he was going to break his new toy. It excited him. As much as he wasn't looking forward to dealing with the spoiled King he was looking forward to having some fun with his soon to be wife. All the games he could play with her. However, now he was with Reek and a sadistic smile appeared on the bastard of Bolton's face.

"Good job, Reek," He hesitated to give his pet some hope. "But, it seems that you are still lying to me. After all you aren't Theon Greyjoy. You are Reek. Poor Reek, you should know better. I'm sorry but you broke the rules." He tricked his pet. Ramsay smiled as Reek flew into a full on panic attack. After all, Reek was doomed from the start. No matter how he answered the question there would be a lie. These games are what amused Ramsay. Playing games his pet wasn't smart enough to win. As much fun Ramsay was about to have his mind still thought of what was to come soon with his wedding coming near.