Game Of Thrones, Renamed: A Better End
By Gator,
Chapter Three:
It happened, so fast that Arya and Danearys were taken by surprise. The queen dressed head to toe in furs with only her long golden hair dancing in the sunlight was unceremoniously sent on her way in the great wind of the snowy north. The door to the log cabin was slammed shut and Jon and Arya were alone for the first time
Arya Stark passed out within a few minutes, but not quite before she felt her feet being set free. She struggled to kick at the person, but they easily avoided her clumsily kick and stood back until she had fallen more under control of whatever drug Jon had administered. Arya did hear the person say one thing before she passed out completely. "You have no worry. You will not freeze."
Arya had no idea of how long she was asleep, but a glance out of the two windows in the cabin told her it was now dark outside. Her eyes widened like brown saucers. There were two small lanterns shining in opposite corners, giving him just enough light to make things out. She found she had been completely stripped of any clothing and her hands and feet were bound, except this time. She was tied to a heavy duty chair that had her positioned so her upper body was sitting up on about a forty-five degree angle. Arya tried to move her arms and legs, but any movement was limited to about three inches in any direction. She saw a shadow over by the stove area now apparently cooking something that at least smelled good. Arya found the sheet that covered her body up to her shoulders did keep her fairly warm, and the food smell made her hungry, but the worry about her personal safety was now her main concern.
Arya spoke again, this time trying to keep her voice and tone under control. "Why are you here, Jon? What do you want from me? You have taken my leather pouch, my trusty compass and anything else I had when I was out cold, so what do you want?"
Jon turned toward her and for the first time Arya could tell the potent male had designs on her... It was obvious to her the man, if she could call someone like him a man, was not interested in appearance or a hair style out of the latest times. He came closer and she was pleased at least it appeared he had bathed somewhere so at least he did not have a body odor.
Jon spoke in a harsh voice. "I don't want money, your compass, or oak axe. It's no good up here if I put it to work. You have no worry about friends. I know where they will start looking for you at daylight. You have no worried, they will find you alive. Now time you answer questions."
Arya nodded. She still did not know his name, but was in no position to argue. "What is it you want to know?"
"Why are you stealing my trees? Trees are mine and you steal it."
Arya gulped. "I did not know they were yours. I was told no one lived on this part of the mountain. Everyone said it had been deserted for over ten years since the last known residents had left. I had no idea those trees belonged to you. Please, you have to believe me."
Jon Snow grabbed the silky long chestnut-brown hair on her head and pulled hard. "One should not steal. You not know the golden rules? Never steal what cannot be returned, it is bad."
"Yes I was taught that rule. I have never stolen a thing in my life. I would not have tried to take the trees if I had known they belonged to you. I would have offered to pay for them if I could have found you."
To say Jon smiled was almost true, except Arya did not know if it was a smile or something else too sinister to think about. "You will pay for stealing trees. Right now we eat, and then you pay." He went toward the stove and put whatever he had been making into a large bowl. Picking up a small wooden spoon he came near him. It was obvious he was going to feed her.
Arya grimaced, wondering whatever he could have cooked up. "What is that? My stomach is sensitive and I get sick easy. I don't want to get sick."
He grabbed her hair again and indicated for her to open her mouth as the spoon full of stuff was already up by her mouth. "No talk. Eat now, pay later."
Arya thought at least if it made her sick, he had said her friends would find her alive in the daylight, and she was hungry. She opened his mouth, and to her surprise, found the stew as Ms. Stark would later call it, was very good. She watched Jon take a bite after her. There was no poison if he was eating it as well, which made her almost eager to eat. The two of them traded bites of the stew using the same spoon until the food was gone. He took the bowl away and came back with a glass of room temperature water which Arya drank despite her misgivings about what the water may have contained.
Jon made sure Lady Stark was covered up with the sheet before saying, "Rest now. Pay later." He then went over to a bed that had been built into a nook in the wall and laid down. It did not take long for her to hear him snoring.
Despite Arya's best attempts to stay awake. She too soon was fast asleep. Arya woke up with a start as she felt him checking the ropes that held her in place. "What is your game? What are you going to do with me?"
There was that same look on his face as he answered. 'You pay now." He took the sheet off her ever so slowly and stood looking down at her naked body.
Arya had been told by several of her men friends that She was in good shape and had nothing to be ashamed of as a woman. She was wondering what he was going to do when her eyes opened wide as he started taking off her clothes.
"What are you doing? Why are you taking off your clothes?"
Jon put her hand on her vagina and started rubbing it up and down as soon as he had finished undressing. "You pay now." he said as it was obvious to both Arya Stark and him that she was aroused.
Arya soon gathered he must have done this to other women, as it only took him minimal effort to straddle her and soon had her impaled on his erection. She found herself struggling to get her hands free, but at times Arya was not sure whether it was to get him off her or to hold him in place. She had to admit as he bounced up and down on her while emitting low groans of pleasure it was a turn on for her She had never expected.
Just as She was about to have him explode his load, he stopped and got off. "No! No do that. You pay first."
He went over and got another glass of water, this time a cold one, and threw it on her vagina. He laughed when she reacted by shouting, and went to get a towel to dry her off. Next he checked the ropes binding her once again and started to adjust the height of the chair she was sitting on. Arya felt herself being laid flat on her back, a process that enable her to now move her hands and feet about six inches in total, but no more.
He lay on top of her and took her nipple into his mouth. "No bite. I suck hard, no bite."
It became clear to Arya that despite She thought this would be a bad experiences with being tied down, She found himself enjoying the bondage limitations, even though at times She wondered just how much of bondage was the guy into. Would it become bad enough where one could consider it moving into the S&M area of sex? Jon had her tits now sitting at the edge of his mouth, and she was clearly nervous what he would do. He extended his tongue out and gently swirled it around the outside of her nipple and then kissed them. It did not take her long to find he was not going to bite and started to enjoy the attention. He made sure both her nipples were well sucked and kissed before he got off and once again began to stroke her pubic triangle until she became aroused.
This time when he crawled on top of her, kissing her breasts and neck while interlacing his fingers with the hair on her hair, before impaling her once again. This time he went moved a lot slower than the first time, but it was not long before he felt her shiver and shake beneath him. He knew what had made her shiver and shake like that and increase the movement of his own hips to please her even more. It was less than a minute when Arya shook again and laid still below him breathing heavy.
Arya could not control herself any longer and brought her groin muscles to bear on his cock still inside her. She wanted him to shoot his load inside her and this was one way she knew worked with all the other men in her love life. Her actions brought him out of her immediately. He almost screamed at her. "NO! You pay more!"
He went off to one side of the cabin and returned to the bottom of the chair where her feet were bound hold several lengths of rope. Showing his expertise with knots as he quickly had her legs still tied down, but now separated with long pieces of rope attached to each. He threw the loose ends of the rope up toward her head and then came near to her to pick up each of the ropes. Letting one of the ropes rest on her chest he began pulling on one of the ropes and Arya saw her leg start to rise upward.
Arya Stark could see the cross-bar where he looped the rope tight to hold her one leg up in the air while now pulling the other leg past the first one. He continued pulling her legs up toward her head until her knees were at her chest level. Her butt was now up in the air off the bed. Arya was held securely in a position that made her very uncomfortable and scared of what was about to happen next.
"What is the matter? Why are you doing this to me? I thought you liked me?" Arya was very close to whining as she spoke. She watched him now go over toward the fire place and start searching for something amongst the wood chunks and kindling.
Jon soon found what he was looking for as he bent over and picked up a long wooden switch. Smiling now, he turned back to Ms. Stark and swished it through the air a couple of times. Pointing to her he swished the switch she moved it through the air several times "You no pay this way. You pay other way!" As he said that he laid the switch across both her butt cheeks. One thing was for sure by Jon's actions, there would be one sorry, very sore bottomed attractive House Of Lannister waif in the Northern Woods.
Arya soon knew her butt was in a position that gave the switch a perfect angle to make its effects felt every time it landed. She had managed to land eight from his switch before She found her voice to speak rather than yelling in pain, "Wait! Thirty minutes, pay other way. You see, thirty minutes pay other way! If no pay, use the switch, but I pay other way. Promise!"
He stopped and looked at her. "Thirty minutes?"
It was crystal clear to her that he had no idea of time, the term thirty minutes only confused him. She looked over at a table where She could see he had placed all her stuff, including her watch. "Give me my watch and I will show you thirty minutes."
He held up her ring and showed it to her, silently asking if that is what she wanted. Seeing her shake her head, he picked up her watch and saw her nod. Checking it carefully to see if it could be used to hurt him, he brought it over to her and held it close to her face. "Thirty minutes?"
Arya saw the time and started to explain it was when the minute hand moved over to the two on the watch face, but by the expression on his face, she was making no sense to him at all. "Put the watch by my hand and I will show you." Once Ms. Stark could point to the minute dial, she said, "When this moves here it is thirty minutes."
She actually had made it forty minutes, but knew he would have no idea. Jon looked at it closely. "It no move!" and raised it up to smash it on the floor.
Ms. Stark shouted, "NO! Wait, it will move soon."
The fraternity of the faceless female warrior looked again at the watch, fortunately for her at that moment, the hand jumped ahead one minute. He smiled, "Thirty minutes, OK." He put the watch down, but every few minutes would go back and stare at it. Arya knew the minute hand was moving, and although he was showing signs he wanted things to go faster, it seemed he was willing to wait as he had agreed. The man looked at her position and lowered her legs just enough to rest her bum on the chair.
Arya could tell his minutes were almost up when he showed her the watch again; it was within a few minutes of reaching the two. He looked at her body and said, "You pay soon. You no pay, I pull rope." Jon took the time to check the ropes that bound her. It was very clear unless Arya would submit to his attempts or she would be getting the switch across her butt cheeks.
Jon came beside Arya, grabbing between her legs, "Thirty minutes!" and started rubbing it up and down. The teacher was relieved as she felt him get aroused once again. He soon lowered her legs back down on the bed and went once again to check her bindings.
When she bent over to make sure the rope was still tied firmly to the chair rungs, she found if she stretched her hand to the limit she could touch her butt. She started to rub his bum in small circles making him jump up at first, but within a few seconds he bent over again and indicated she should continue rubbing.
Arya Stark found it a little painful to stretch her hand out the way he had it. "Give me more rope, I will give you more rubbing. My hand hurts now."
Jon was suspicious of the request at first, but loosened the rope binding to enable her to have just another three inches of play in her hand movements.
She nodded and smiled at him. "You over there, give me your butt, I will rub." Arya heard herself reverting to his type of speech, but if it helped him make a connection with her and perhaps help free him, it was worth it. He bent over where she indicated and placed his head on the bed, very close to her groin and waited.
She started rubbing in circles again and soon slid her fingers between his legs. She found her fingers easily slipped around his cock as it was already erect. It only took a few moments to hear her grunting and moving his body so that his fingers could work more easily. He shook as the pleasure over came her, but it was clear to her there was not the time he wanted her to stop. She was surprised as he got closer to jerking off; Jon put his mouth between her legs and started sucking.
Fortunately for her, Jon had better control this time of his reactions and managed to hold off blowing his load before he stopped and stood up. Arya had little doubt if he had blown his load, her butt would have paid the price of having it switched. He looked at her, "You pay well. You sleep now and pay morelately." He rubbed her head and patted her tummy before heading off to his bed. He was sleeping within seconds of lying down.
Miss Stark knew by him showing the watch it was close to three in the morning. She wondered what time the sun would rise, as it was the middle of December, the shortest days of the year, and her friends would start to look for her. Arya struggled against the ropes holding her and with the extra freedom he had given her one hand came very close to being able to reach the knot on her other wrist, but close was not enough. The attractive teacher finally fell asleep, hoping that he would keep his word about her friends finding her alive.
It was still dark when Arya woke up to her hand now between her legs again, rubbing up and down. This time Jon would pause occasionally to lower his head to kiss it, before rubbing again. Despite his clear desire to pleasure her again. She had to admire the caution he took to make sure her bindings were still tight. He frowned when he saw the marks on her wrist from struggling to reach her other arm.
"You fight rope! You free after you pay. You pay for fight." He went to the head of the chair and started raising her legs up to where he could use the switch.
Arya started to beg. "No! Wait! I will not fight again. I promise no fight." No matter what she said he continued pulling her legs up, She would feel her switch regardless of what She said. After her legs were in position, with her butt now well off the bed. She watched as he reached down and shortened the rope holding her wrist so that She did not have the amount of freedom anymore. Then to her horror Ms. Stark continued watching as he pulled the end of the switch of a bucket of water by the fireplace. Whoever he was, he knew how to make a switch sting much more.
Jon her former student came near her saying, "You fight rope. You pay now." He raised the switch and brought it fast and furious over her butt cheeks. She howled as he gave him over a dozen before pausing. "You fight rope more?" Seeing her head shaking, he delivered another four before putting down the switch. "You fight rope, you pay." He let his legs down, something that let the stress off her legs but Arya wondered if it was more painful by lying on the welts caused by the switch.
Jon gave Arya about ten minutes to recover before he came near her and lying between her outstretched legs started to eat her triangle shaped brown hair covered vagina again. It did not take long before she was very wet and he moved to impale her before starting to bounce up and down. The mixed messages Arya got was confusing to her brain. One message was of pain from the welts on her ass, the other was of pleasure of him fucking her. The messages did not last long as she was soon shivering and shaking again as She had no control over her emotions and feelings. Shortly after that, he finally shot his load into her and then rolled off her. Arya Stark watched Jon get dressed and make something on the stove. Once again they shared the one bowl of food and the one spoon, causing her to wonder if perhaps he did not have more dishes than that. After breakfast she glanced out the window and could see the sun just starting to peak over the mountain top. He looked at her, "You paid for your actions. Now, 'little one,' it's time..."
