Game of Thrones: After the Trials

Chapter 11 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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wazzup11: It certainly is, well, Joffrey is about to face a terrible time now, may seem a bit extreme, but hey, it's Joffrey. It's the only way he understands. Well, don't forget, she was presented with solid evidence, and she cannot accept Joffrey doing something like that, it would disgrace the families.
Marina Ka-Fai: Thanks, yeah, well, with proof of his actions even she can't deny it; yeah, he is now, which should grant him some reprieve.
Wolfgirl2013: Thanks :)
Boris Yeltsin: Yes, he certainly is.
Verdissima: Well, she was confronted with actual proof, so how could she? Well, here we go, thanks, glad you enjoyed it :)

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Chapter 11

Joffrey couldn't believe this was happening, his mother's words still echoed around his head; now here he was, led out to the school's hall, in front of the stage. He looked at the crowd before him. All of their faces were stern, hateful, not a single soul dared show him respect or smile at him.

How could his mother do this to him?! He was her son! How could she support his torture?! Punishment, he could understand, he had played and lost, but he was to have his share at home, why did it need to be at school too? Especially about something so trivial!

Now, he had to face all of them, knowing this was the last time he'd look as superior as he was, after this, until they got 'proper shorts' for him, he'd be stuck wearing spares of Tommen's, he'd look as bad, no, worse than baby Podrick. Was she trying to make him bait for some dirty fag to rape?

"My son has been a pain to all of you. You are free to give him a taste of his own medicine. He will apologize and do so properly, otherwise simply make it clear to him, how much pain he has put you though. A word of warning, if you do so physically, you only get free purchase on the first, no more." Cersei stated.

"What?! That's insane!" Joffrey complained

His mother snapped. "You aren't free to talk."

"I did nothing wrong! I show the right way to live here!" He protested.

Lancel was the first in the line. He seemed so calm Joffrey was sure he wouldn't hurt him. His burning cheek proved him he was wrong, and it was so painful he was surprised his meek cousin could do that.

"For all the time you made me feel like I was a prisoner and deserved to die."

"Go fuck yourself!"

Cersei glared at him and cleared her throat warningly and he recalled her warning of what happened if he refused. This forced him to spit an apology.

So it went on and on, Joffrey felt as if he was a beast in display. At some point, he couldn't even feel the pain anymore, but when the hit came on his face, he felt like it was his bones that were crushed under the powerful fingers. When Sansa came, she didn't say a word. She just glared, her eyes icy.

"I should have fucked you hard when I had the chance." He thought

Podrick arrived next.

"I am not apologizing to a failed abortion."

Podrick didn't reply, but his hit was the hardest; Joffrey would so make that prick pay for that.

After what felt like an eternity, the students went back to their seats and all waiting for him to spat an apology. His mouth remained closed and he looked at them with disgust. It was only when Cersei cleared her throat, reminding him again of her warnings that he spat his words, trying to sound genuine.

But he'd never mean his words. Not when he was in the right. He was better than them and true prophets were sacrificed, just like he was.

Later, when that nightmare was over, while he still had time, with his mother having left, he made his way straight over to Podrick.

"Hey, baby Pod, I don't know what you..."

Podrick glared at him. "Shut up Joffrey."

He was incensed, this pathetic waste of skin was answering him back, looking as ridiculous as ever in his far too small shorts.

"You honestly think you can get away with..." He snarled.

Pod shook his head. "I warned you, everybody knows, thanks to you about my...clothes; but what about yours, how are your childish undies, what is it today, huh?"

There were gasps at that, Joffrey froze, his face turning red.

Then he made the mistake, instead of denying, he said. "Don't you dare!"

"Too late."

Joffrey then realized his words and heard the gasps and then laughter.

'Fuck!' He thought, angered that he had just admitted to wearing those sort of briefs. In this case, a pair of light blue briefs decorated with teddy bear pictures.

He couldn't believe he made such a mistake. Now he just wanted this day to be over, so he could get home and get this over with.

Back home Joffrey glared as he stood in the living room, his mother had ordered him to remain there and despite his efforts to resist, it was useless. He was stuck there, while she removed all of his shorts from his room, hiding them somewhere.

"Now Joffrey, one more thing." She said as she entered. "The one's you are wearing."

Joffrey froze. "What, but I…?"

She shook her head. "Now Joffrey, then you will go upstairs and get changed, you will stay in your room until dinner, we will have dinner and you will then go back to your room. Understand."

Muttering angrily to himself Joffrey reluctantly did as he was told and removed his shorts, revealing his light blue teddy bear briefs. Cersei took the shorts and watched him carefully.

"I hope you understand why this had to be done. Your behaviour was deplorable and this is you being given your just desserts, understand."

Joffrey scowled. "Sure, treating me unfairly and like a baby is fair, letting them abuse me for no reason."

Cersei cut him off. "That's enough Joffrey; you are lucky I didn't just discipline you, the way you 'disciplined' poor Podrick Payne."

"Hah, as if you would..."

Joffrey's remark was cut off by Cersei grabbing his wrists and turning him around, delivering one hard smack to his bottom, the thin cotton of his briefs hardly dulling it.

"OW!"

"Don't push your luck Joffrey, now, go to your room." She warned him.

Scowling Joffrey did so, muttering the whole way.

Once she was alone, Cersei sighed and got to work, getting ready to remove Joffrey's knee length shorts. It was going to be a nightmare enforcing this, but she had no choice, not after what she had seen, what he had done.

"Mum."

She turned and saw Myrcella and Tommen standing there, both wearing their school uniforms still.

"Yes, what is it?" She asked.

Myrcella replied. "We know about Joffrey's punishment, it is good that he is being made to pay for what he's done."

She sensed their hesitance and queried. "But?"

"He felt many people's pain, but he didn't feel the full effect of the pain he afflicted on Pod." Tommen explained. "He needs to feel it."

Cersei shook her head. "You know what that means, I cannot..."

"We'll do it." Myrcella offered. "Let us take care of it, then it's done, you don't have to do it and Joffrey learns his lesson."

Cersei sighed but in the end accepted it; it was easier than any alternative she could think of. So together Myrcella and Tommen headed up to their older brother's room.

They entered, without bothering to knock; causing Joffrey to make a noise of protest. Both siblings shared a disgusted look as they saw clearly why. Joffrey had changed out of his clothes and was now clad in just red briefs with golden cartoon lions on them. The crotch of the briefs were wet, Joffrey had just cleaned off his hand.

'Disgusting pig, jerking off at a time like this.' Myrcella thought darkly.

She guessed Joffrey was working off frustration, or actually was getting off on something. The inside of the briefs were no doubt covered in cum.

Glaring Joffrey growled at them. "What the fuck do you think you're doing here?"

"You'll see." Tommen said darkly.

Joffrey was about to retort but then froze, suddenly afraid when Myrcella closed the door behind her, and Tommen locked it. He was now trapped by his own siblings.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.