Lemon beware! You have been warned not for kiddos!

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The Hound walked Sansa back to her room and was somber the whole way, she could feel his rage coming off of his body like waves she was too deep in a pit of her own despair to ponder why he always seemed to have a unlimited well of fury. She would talk with Shae and ask her more questions about childbearing so that It would be less unpleasant, maybe she could get wine drunk before he began.. Her thoughts interrupted by the hound stopping suddenly she walked into his back she hurriedly stepped back and apologized "Sorry sir!" She remembered he hated being called a sir too late."I'm no bloody sir he spat!" his eyes looked wild he looked like he was going to say something else his eyes softened slightly as they found her face, he struggled for words. Shae opened Sansa's room "Oh my lady lets get you ready, we got permission to get you new clothes" Shea looked at the hound with her same scrunched face "Thank you dog I have it from here" The Hound gruffed "Aye" and stalked off.

When Shea safely locked the door to the bed chambers Sansa finally felt safe enough to throw herself on Shae, shaking and crying as she recounted the kings intentions. Shea seemed as surprised as Sansa "Before the wedding?" she said astonished "Oh Sansa I'm so sorry but think of the beautiful children you are sure to have and I can answer any questions as best I can" Sansa unabashedly let her tears fall.

The castle was in a frenzy preparing for the unplanned tourney that the king demanded in a whim. Messenger birds had been sent out a fortnight ago across the lands to invite knights and lords alike to view or participate in the festivities the smell of foods being prepared wafted throughout the castle. Sandor was headed for his pre tourney routine, not to the practice yard but to Little Fingers ladies. Ladies he snorted whores he disliked being a patron to Balish he didn't like the sneaky conniving man and didn't like putting silver in the little man's pocket but he had to give it to him he had to most variety.

Sandor walked into the establishment to be happily greeted by Ros she recognized him and his coin, hurriedly she show him her girls. He usually went with who ever had the largest teats. "She'll do" he grunted. Pointing to soft brown hair and big tits number three and "her too" round ass number six. Ros led the three to a large room on second level where the more lavish rooms awaited. Before closing the door and leaving the party alone She happily called "Pray tell l if you need anything or anyone else. "Clegane you are most welcome here" she cooed. Sandor turned his back to the door and walked towards his paid wenches.

Sansa and Shea met with other noble ladies and their entourage of handmaidens followed behind chatting mindlessly. Sasa wished she could also be mindless and happy how she had been at Winterfell as a child, she really had been a stupid little girl, no longer she mused now she is a woman apparently ready to bear children she sighed. The ladies got special permission from the queen to visit a local town tailor to pick Sansa's new outfits.

The permission was probably a slight from the queen making Sansa go on her own instead of sending the tailor to her room. Alas she was grateful that two kings guards accompanied them at least. Near the plaza several voices could be heard arguing "Y-y-you craven you f-fucked my wife may the stranger get you!" A large drunken man slurred brandishing a long sword the smaller man swung his mace over his head in a show of aggression he bellowed back laughing "She swallowed my cock whole the greedy girl". The drunk husband lunged at the smaller man and missed, he cut down a by-standing peasant his blood sprayed across the gathering crowd "Help sirs please! The crowd begged "Knights do your duty help!"

Both knights pondered for a moment and considering how poorly the commoners thought of the kings as of late, breaking up this little fight could get some appreciation towards the crown. The knights nodded knowingly at each other then ran towards the cheering crowd.

The noble ladies and maids gathered in a chattering circle excitedly commenting about the fight.

Shea's face was mischievous "My lady" she whispered " We can adventure to an apothecary near by. I borrowed coin we could buy a potion to keep your belly flat it's not a solution but it will give you some power, to choose when you get pregnant if. Sansa considered Shea's proposal, on one hand Joffrey would continuously bed her to procreate, but on the other had if he grew bored of her he might release her or kill her she finished. "Lets go" Sansa had nothing to lose "But will we be safe?" Shea grinned and raised her skirts to show Sansa her hidden dirk strapped to her thigh "No one will hurt us without a fight."

The pair slowly sank into the large crowd that had formed to watch the scene. Shea knowingly led Sansa down an ally "My lady going up this way will save our time by half and it will be safer not having you seen, climb up and I will drop down a rope from above I know this building well." Sansa nodded she slowly climbed as Shea quietly disappeared around the large red building. Sansa heard a familiar voice mixed with other light ones the higher she climbed. "Ohhh dog hmmm yessss" another sultry voice purred "Hound my goodness the gods have blessed you." Sansa poked her head to the right slowly just enough to peek into a large open window with billowing tapestry and the scene completely shocked her.

Sandor was laying on a huge, overly decorated bed several pillows discarded around the room he was sprawled on his back completely naked and she "briefly" noticed his very muscled body. One of the women entertaining him bobbed her head up and down between his legs her bare ass up facing Sansa, a low growl rumbled through his throat as he kneaded and suckled on the other woman in the room breast she was sitting on his chest facing him clearly enjoying his fingers pumping inside of her, he furrowed his brow and quickened his pace and the woman with her mouth full seemed to match his pace. He swapped hands one gripping her ass the other slipping through her shaved folds.

Godssss! she cried in pleasure while releasing and falling like rag doll on the bed. Sandor moved her legs off of his body and quickly flipped the woman who was sucking at him her ass facing him now they both face the open window her large breasts hanging. Without thinking Sanas lifted a free hand from the rail and absently touched her own breast thinking how small hers were in comparison.

Sandor positioned himself behind the woman on all fours and thrusted into the whore, she screamed in pleasure. Sandor rolled his hips into her body slowly at first a thin film of sweat started to excrete through his pores making him shine. He reached in between the whores legs flicking at her clit as he pumped harder his free hand holding on to the back of her neck while rhythmically pumping. Sandors eyes scanned the room and spotted her, she froze.

He held her glaze and smirked evilly he gripped the whore's ass and slammed into her while intensely staring into Sansa's deep Tully blue eyes. The whore fell apart gasping for air her body slumped but Sandor continued thrusting, he dropped his gaze to Sansa's small breasts that were pressed tightly in her constricting dress her blush reached her chest and her breathing hitched he climaxed.

Panting he pulled his cock out of the woman and flopped back on the bed, he glanced back at the window and it was completely empty save the breeze maybe he had imagined her was his last thought before he fell sound asleep.