As the bastard sent by the Lannisters to destroy her and her sisters makes his approach, Obara does her best to level a rage-filled roar in his direction, even as the blonde giant continues to slam her down anally upon the double-sided dildo the two of them are 'sharing'. Nothing about this debauchery has been pleasurable for the Eldest Sand Snake. Nothing about this has been 'fun'.
This is something straight out of her worst nightmares. Her vaunted physicality and immense strength ultimately rendered meaningless by a woman bigger and stronger than her. Her dead father's last paramour turned traitor against them, eager to make them supplicate themselves before the man tied to their father and aunt's killers as she herself clearly has. Even the Princess and her depraved perversions had been twisted and corrupted by the Lannister's man. And her sisters, taken one by one and made… made to do terrible things while at the same time having terrible things done to them.
Tyene was broken upon the bastard's cock, Obara watching the light leave the blonde girl's beautiful blue eyes. The youngest of the Sand Snakes was also the softest, Obara had always known this. She knew it in the same way she knew she was the strongest and the oldest and therefore meant to protect all of her siblings, all of her sisters. But Tyene was not defenseless. She'd had her own forms of protection.
Their bastard Uncle had stripped those protections away when he'd locked them in the Spear Tower, turning them into glorified prisoners and leaving them completely defenseless against the predators their enemies had sent to deal with them most decisively. Not to mention, whatever Ellaria had done with that kiss that she'd rushed to plant on Tyene, it had disabled the Mistress of Poisons before she'd had even a chance to respond.
And then that bastard had… he'd defiled her. He'd broken her in with his cock, until she was singing his praises and begging for more.
At least Nymeria was holding up a little better. Not that it made it any better, having to watch as the bastard and their Princess and their father's paramour treated her like a dog, made her act like a dog, trained her like a dog. Nothing could make that better; nothing could make any of this right. Obara and her sisters were in hell, and there was nothing she could do about it.
She was trapped, no matter how hard she fought, no matter how hard she struggles, she could not escape the blonde whore-giant's grasp. The position she was forced into was both humiliating and debilitating, preventing her from leveraging any of her own strength… not that her strength had helped much in their initial battle, when the giant had originally charged her, naked and yet determined, and taken her down so… efficiently.
The bastard motions for his whore giant to bring her before him, stopping in the center of the room as he does. The blonde bitch does so, hauling Obara up off of the double-sided dildo, though not all the way. It's not longer painfully digging into her bowels at least, but the first few inches are still stretching her previously tight anus far beyond anything it's experienced before.
Obara has NEVER been the kind of woman who prefers to be taken. She's always been the sort to do the taking, the kind of woman who prefers to swap roles, if not take on the role of man altogether. She's always preferred her bed partners to either be female or feminine, and she's ALWAYS been on top. But not right now. Not with this blonde giant overwhelming her, and the Lannister dog standing before her.
Glaring down at him with hatred, Obara does the only thing she can do, performing the only act of defiance truly available to her. She's already spoken all the words to be spoken… and to be frank, the Eldest Sand Snake was never much one for words anyways. She's always been a woman of action. Which is why she collects all of the spit that she can in her mouth, and hocks it at the bastard's face, managing to strike the Lannister man right in the cheek, much to her satisfaction.
SLAP!
His backhanded slap across her face is harsh and hurts like hell, and she's fairly sure he split skin in a few places with those boney knuckles of his, because she can feel a lingering pain and a slow drip of blood from both her lip and cheek. And yet, Obara can't help but revel in the pain, and in the fact that she got a reaction out of him. She grins ferally down at him then, and prepares to gather blood in her mouth next, maybe even dislodging the loose tooth she can feel, so she can spit it all at him.
However, before she can even try to do so, the Lannister dog has stepped away and gestured to Ellaria with one hand, while cleaning his face with a torn fragment of Nymeria's discarded dress with the other. Obara's eyes narrow and she watches the treacherous bitch move towards her with something in her hands, but before the Eldest Sand Snake can say or do anything, the blonde giant still holding her aloft is gripping her tightly by her hair, yanking it back HARD and painfully and taking her head with it as an involuntary cry spills forth from Obara's lips.
It's in the midst of this cry that Ellaria forces the O-ring gag into her mouth, pushing the metal thing into place most securely while Obara is still trying to catch up and fight back. She's too far behind though, and she completely fails to do anything to stop this latest indignity from happening. By the time, the whore-giant lets up on her pulling, the gag is firmly in place and there's nothing Obara can do to dislodge it.
Podrick, meanwhile, has gotten over his anger at Obara's little act of defiance. Now that she's gagged, she won't be spitting anything more substantial, he knows that much. Her punishment has already been carried out, effectively. And yet, he's no less determined to break the Eldest Sand Snake here and now. Breaking her, of all three of the sisters, is paramount to his plans. It may not be precisely accurate to say that where Obara goes, Nymeria and Tyene would follow… but seeing her break would definitely go a long way to shattering her younger sisters and firming up his hold over the both of them.
Moving back into position, Podrick makes eye contact with Brienne and smirks a little as he nods once.
"Drop her."
Well-trained and obedient are both words that can be used to describe the blonde giant, these days. He'd put his all into making her his bitch during their boat ride down to Dorne. Without hesitation, Brienne drops Obara off of the double-sided dildo that had been buried in the Sand Snake's ass, and out of her hands as well.
As the Eldest Sand Snake begins to fall, a breath of sheer, instinctive relief leaves her lips. She falls in a tangle of limbs… but of course, Podrick is there to catch her. And Ellaria is there to secure her. Obara Sand falls from one inescapable hold, off of one thick shaft, into another inescapable hold… and onto an even thicker shaft.
Essentially, she falls upon his cock, dropped onto it really on his order. Her so-far untouched pussy is impaled on his thick, hard shaft of meat rather painfully, causing her to shriek as she 'lands' on him. He doesn't catch her with his hands… ONLY his dick. His magnificent member, his bitch-breaker of a cock holds Obara up off the ground, her feet angled downwards and her toes still inches from the floor as she unleashes a gargled shriek, hanging limply in the air only by the girth and strength of Pod's prick.
Ellaria, of course, quickly moves in behind Obara and yanks her limp arms together behind her back, tying them off with silks and making sure that the most physically capable of the three Sand Snakes isn't going to do anything untoward to her beloved Master. Podrick pays Ellaria's assistance no mind, not even giving it the acknowledgment, it probably deserves.
Instead, he reaches up and grabs at Obara's ass cheeks, gripping them tightly and observing her cross-eyed expression, the gagged Dornish bastard's face mere inches from his now.
"It seems your whore blood has finally manifested itself, Obara Sand. Like mother… like daughter."
Now, in any normal circumstances, this would have incited a fury in Obara the likes of which had been rarely seen. Podrick would have been in the fight for his life at the very least, if the brutish woman weren't gagged and bound and currently cross-eyed upon his bitch-breaking cock. As it is, she's in no position to even process his words, let alone react to them.
Before she can even properly recover from her stupor, Podrick grins and bucks his hips upwards as he digs his fingers harder into her buttocks, sending a jolt up her spine and watching as an involuntary, wanton moan leaves her open mouth through the O-ring. As she begins to flail about, as he begins to standing fuck the Eldest Sand Snake on his cock, Podrick's grin only widens further still.
It was time to fucking end this.
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Nymeria could only watch in horror as her eldest sister was defiled by t-that man and his… his monstrous member. It didn't even feel right to call it a cock. He was gifted, blessed, and cursed with so much more than a cock. But she hadn't let it break her. Not entirely. Even now, she was biding her time. Even now, she was bending so that she would not break.
It was contradictory to the words of their father's house, of course. Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken. That was the Martell way. But though their father was Prince Oberyn Martell, they themselves were not Martells. They were bastards, plain and simple. They were Sands. And bits of sand had to be willing to move with the wind, or it would end up grinded down against other specks, until it was nothing, less than nothing.
Dornish Bastards, even the bastards of Princes, had to be adaptable. Always adaptable. Unfortunately, Nymeria feared that her eldest sister was not prepared for this. She feared Obara could not be bent or bowed… and would indeed break upon that man's gargantuan phallus. She's… never been entirely religious before, truth be told.
But, as she kneels there, acting the part of a submissive whore while plotting her and her sisters' escape and revenge, Nymeria Sand finds herself praying for Obara's sanity. She was already afraid for Tyene, unsure of how the blonde would be when she came back to herself. Whatever Ellaria had forced upon the youngest Sand Snake had left Tyene completely vulnerable to that man, far more vulnerable then Nymeria herself had been.
If Obara and Tyene were both broken, Nymeria wasn't sure what she was going to do. How was she going to fix them? How was she going to get them away from that man long enough to get them back to the way they were before? And how was she going to get revenge for all of them, if she could not rely on her sisters to be at her sides and have her back?
All of this and more weighed heavily on Nymeria's mind, heart, and even her soul as she knelt there watching in horror and pity as Obara was defiled and fucked upon that man's shaft, as her gagged sister was bounced up and down while he just stood there, like an immovable force or an unstoppable object, forcing Obara up and down his member, her feet never quite managing to touch the ground.
She prayed for Obara's sanity, right up until she felt heavy breathing across the nape of her neck, and a hand slipping down betwixt her thighs, to lay upon her uncovered crotch. Going still for a moment, Nymeria briefly assumes that it's the Princess again, and she refuses to give her the time of day. But then her eyes alight upon Arianne within her field of vision, the Martell Heiress sitting in a chair touching herself to the view of Podrick breaking Obara in.
Ellaria then? But no, both Ellaria and the blonde giant were also within the kneeling Sand Snake's field of view. Only once she's ran out of possibilities does Nymeria turn her head and look back, the realization of who it MUST be since all other options were out dawning on her just as she found herself staring into her younger sister's angelic face.
Tyene is awake, the blue-eyed blonde having snuck up behind Nymeria, kneeling there along with her and fingering her older sister's cunt… as she watches their eldest sister get fucked. Tyene's crystal blue eyes are fixed on the scene taking place between Podrick Payne and Obara Sand, at first. Nymeria is granted a horrific glimpse into her younger sister's new state of mind. The look of pure and utter awe on Tyene's face… she's completely enraptured by the depraved debauchery taking place before her.
Of course, within a few seconds of Nymeria looking back and registering just who it is that's… playing with her so shamelessly, Tyene's gaze shifts from that man and their sister to meet hers. As the two sisters lock eyes, Tyene smiles a soft smile and then moves in, locking lips as well. The youngest Sand Snake moans incestuously into Nymeria's mouth, even as her collared older sister groans in shame and embarrassment, mostly for Tyene, but also for herself.
And yet… the moment Tyene's tongue touches Nymeria's lips, she opens up instinctively. And when that same tongue hits Nymeria's tongue, working its way over the inside of her mouth, Nymeria can't help but kiss her back, something energetic and lustful filling her entire being with desire and arousal. The last remnants of the aphrodisiac that Ellaria had forced upon Tyene before Podrick fucked her linger in the blonde's saliva now and are thus transferred to Nymeria.
It's not enough to completely destroy the middle child of the three Sand Snake Sisters like it did the youngest, but it is enough for Nymeria to throw caution to the wind and just… give in to her desires for a little while. Before she knows it, Tyene has them both positioned so that they're grinding and scissoring against one another while never once breaking their lip lock.
Arianne and Ellaria notice, of course, and are all smiles and cooing in the background, delighted to see the two younger Sand Snakes getting it on. But neither Nymeria nor Tyene pay them any mind, ignoring their onlookers and focusing solely on one another, engaging in debauched incestuous relations with one another and focusing on absolutely nothing else.
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Obara, on the other hand, was having a completely different and altogether separate experience from her sisters. At the time when she could have used their support the most, at a time when she was being assaulted from all sides in a way she neither understood nor knew how to defend against… Tyene and Nymeria were grinding their cunts against one another like a pair of over-eager, needy little sluts.
Meanwhile, their elder sister was being impaled time and time again on the Lannister man's big fat cock, and she wasn't sure what to do about it. Every time Podrick bucked his hips, causing her to bounce up and then down, hilting on his member all over again, Obara squirted a bit more than the last time, her pussy juices spraying out from around his length again and again, soaking his cock and legs as her cunt was in turn being forcibly reshaped.
It was like he'd said before, her whore blood seemed to have awakened. The mother she'd left behind so long ago, the one who'd drunk herself to death within a year of Obara's departure… it was like she'd come back to haunt the Eldest Sand Snake from beyond the grave. At first, Obara screams and squeals in pain and discomfort as her cunt, which has never ever had to take anything as big as Podrick Payne's cock up into it before, is speared again and again by that very cock.
But… only at first does she scream like that. Slowly, as he continues to buck upwards into her and grip and grope her ass cheeks with both hands, as he continues to fuck her standing up while her muscular but exhausted legs dangle akimbo on either side of her, as he continues to RAM up into her and SLAM her down onto him without her curling toes ever even touching the floor… Obara's tone begins to change.
It's slow at first, not even something Obara herself notices. The brutish burly Sand Snake is doing her level best to get her thoughts in order, struggling in vain on account of his bitch-breaking phallus disrupting her attempts over and over again. She's trying so hard to think straight, trying to remember what she's doing and who she's with and why this is NOT a good thing… and yet, every time he re-impales her on his dick, hilting his massive member inside of her and busting directly into her womb once more, Obara forgets all of that.
It's nothing like the way the blonde whore-giant manhandled and raped her. That was painful and horrifying in it's entirety. While the double-sided dildo was lubed up enough to prevent tearing, it still didn't feel good in her anus, nor did it ever feel good. This was different. This was a man's cock, a REAL man's cock, buried to the very last inch in Obara's twat.
She hated it… right? She was supposed to hate it, she was fairly certain. She was supposed to despise this man who had ahold of her right now, who was fucking her while standing there with a look of determination and resolve on his face. It was hard though, because… because he reminded her of her father. Oh, not that Oberyn Martell and Podrick Payne were in any way truly similar, or anything like that.
Her father, the Red Viper… he was an irreverent man at the best of times. A man born into wealth and effective royalty, since Dorne had never truly bowed it's head to the Iron Throne. He was also a somewhat flighty man, prone to traveling and eager to learn new things… and quite ready to sow his oats and spread his seed far and wide. Obara and her sisters' very existence was proof of that fact.
In comparison, not that Obara knew much about the man currently fucking her… Podrick Payne, while born into a noble house, might as well have been nobody in the grand scheme of things. A young man with so little chance of advancement that he was assigned to squire for the Dwarf of all people. A knighting may have been in his future if things had not gone the way they had, but it would have been a knighting that led to whispers behind his back and derisive tones when using the title 'Ser' for him for the rest of his days.
What sort of Knight was knighted by a Dwarf, after all? What sort of squire learned anything of use from a half-man? And yet, Podrick had learned quite a lot from his Lord. He'd learned how to survive, for one. He'd learned how to stand up for himself, for another. And he'd learned that sometimes, you had not just plant your feet in the ground, but charge forward against all odds and force others to see things your way, rather than just giving up.
… Lord Tyrion had given up. Though in his defense, Podrick couldn't have said what other choice he may have had, in the end. Demand a Trial by Combat, perhaps? Pod would have fought in his defense. Probably died for him too, and then Lord Tyrion would have died soon after. Perhaps it was for the best that Tyrion had given up and made that deal that sent him to the Wall.
But Podrick would not give up. He would not give in. He'd taken that final lesson, that final failure of his Lord to heart, and he'd never stopped looking forward since. And really, that was where Podrick Payne and the late Red Viper were similar men. They may have been different in every other way, but in this one way, they were the same… they were men of conviction.
Decades, that was how long Oberyn Martell had waited and bided his time for his chance to avenge his sister, for all that he'd failed. Meanwhile, Podrick Payne would not wait or bide his time. He would not fail. He was going to fix the ails of Westeros… one vicious, treacherous woman at a time, if he had to. Frankly, the Sand Snakes weren't anything special. This was just business. It was nothing personal, in the end.
Seeing some of this in Podrick Payne's eyes as he continues to fuck her, as he continues to savagely impale her on his cock, seeing a passing similarity with her father, the only man Obara had truly ever respected in her heart of hearts… it, combined with the ever-constant disruption of her attempts to collect her thoughts, was making it harder and harder for the bound and gagged Sand Snake not to enjoy herself.
Her screams turn to sluttish moans and she tries and fails to beg for mercy through the O-ring gag stretching her jaw wide. Her half-words and attempts at speech ultimately fall on deaf ears anyways, with Podrick Payne either uncaring or uncomprehending of what she's trying to say. Her tongue does leave her open mouth though in an effort to better enunciate, wagging around in the wide hole provided by the O-ring.
That's what causes Arianne to strike, much to Obara's embarrassment and shock. Oh certainly, she'd been forced to bear witness to the Dornish Princess' total and utter descent into depravation as Arianne had broken down upon Ellaria's urging and forced Nymeria to service her. She'd watched the Princess turn her sister into a pet bitch, watched as Nymeria was collared.
She'd watched all of that in horror and rage from atop the double-sided dildo the blonde giant was pistoning in and out of her ass as she held her aloft, and she'd been unable to do anything about it, impotent in spite of all of her emotions. But even though she'd watched all of that, some part of her had never thought it could happen to her.
It was though, Arianne Martell so very eager to capture Obara's tongue between her teeth, nipping at the tip of it before opening her own mouth nice and wide and sticking out her own tongue, into Obara's mouth cavity. As Podrick continues to fuck her upon his cock, impaling her on his monstrous member time and time again, Arianne has ahold of Obara's ponytail and refuses to let go, kissing her heatedly, even if it's an incredibly sloppy and messy kiss thanks to the O-ring gag spreading Obara's lips nice and wide and leaving her defenseless in the face of her cousin's predations.
The combined effects of the Lannister man's cock womb fucking her and Arianne's tongue in her mouth prove to be too much for Obara. She squeals and shakes, orgasming explosively for the very first time in truth. Oh, she's certainly been squirting all over the place up until this point, and those squirts of her fluids might be likened to mini-orgasms or climaxes, if one were to categorize them.
But it's only now, her mind frayed beyond belief, her rapist reminding her far too much of her beloved dead father, and her Princess betraying and abusing her, that Obara cums like there's no tomorrow, howling through the O-ring gag right into Arianne's mouth as her eyes fully roll back into her head and her pussy clenches down HARD around Podrick's cock, tightening and squeezing along his length quite violently for several long moments.
With a grunt, the Lannister man cums as well, unable to hold back either. His cock, still forced up into Obara's womb, unleashes a veritable load of viscous, white, hot seed. He paints the inner walls of her womb white and then some, fills her to the brim until his cum is gushing down the lengths of his cock and saturating and soaking her slutty, whorish insides to the brim.
It feels so damn good, being filled by a true man. Obara's lashes are fluttering, her tongue writhing against Arianne's tongue as she wonders if this is what she's been missing out on, all this time. But then, she'd given plenty of Dornish men a chance, over the years. There'd been warrior after warrior who thought to tame the untamable, who believed that by beating her in combat, they could place themselves above her and be the man in the relationship.
She'd defeated every single challenger, not a one of them ever coming close to taking her down. She'd gone on to humiliate and emasculate a few of them as well, after realizing that that was what they were there for. No man besides her father had ever been able to defeat her in combat. No man had ever fucked her like Podrick Payne had just fucked her.
No, Obara realizes through feverish, dazed, heavily clouded thoughts… is STILL fucking her. He's still going, she finds with a jolt as he grips her ass cheeks all the tighter and spreads them nice and wide, continuing to bounce her on his dick, continuing to impale her on his cock. They both just experienced what had to be the most powerful mutual orgasm of Obara Sand's entire life… and he was still as solid as a rock, still as implacable as a mighty tree.
He was planted where he stood, and still fucking her without issue. And after he'd just gotten done putting her sisters through the ringer as well. She was the LAST he was fucking, and yet he could keep going? It seemed impossible. It seemed absurd… but the truth was right in front of her, and there was no way to deny it when it was happening to her in real time.
The Lannister man is still fucking her, still making her toes curl as her feet never quite touch the ground. Princess Arianne is still kissing her as well, their tongues dueling, sort of… but in the most one-sided, unfair bout that has ever taken place. Arianne is winning the duel easily, mostly because Obara is gagged and the O-ring allows her tongue to leave her mouth, but doesn't allow her to do much beyond that. In contrast, Arianne is free to do whatever she likes… and what the Dornish Princess seems to want to do to Obara right now is stick her tongue down the Eldest Sand Snake's throat and dominate her mouth to the best of her abilities.
With how Podrick is fucking the ever-living hell out of her, Obara isn't in any position to fight back, not really. She does stiffen, however, when her beleaguered mind somehow processes the words that come from his mouth next.
"Brienne. Come back over here and stick it back up her ass. I think our brawny whore will appreciate it a bit more, now."
Obara barely has time to widen her eyes before she feels the return of the double-sided dildo and the blonde whore-giant that wielded it. The spreading of her ass cheeks by this man who so easily held her aloft made a lot more sense now, and her still-gaping anus is soon once again stuffed with the dildo that had been inside of her for what felt like an eternity already.
She screams into Arianne's mouth as her body flails this way and that at the dual penetration. A tongue down her throat, a big fat cock in her womb, and a dildo in her ass. It's far too much for any woman to handle, really. No one, not even her, can be expected to come out the other side of this, right?
The worst part is, he's right. It's shameful, it's humiliating, it's degrading… but the Lannister man currently womb-fucking her is completely right. She does appreciate this Brienne's presence more now. She appreciates the anal more than she could ever have thought or wanted to appreciate it. She's enjoying it, against her will of course, but still enjoying it and there's nothing that she can do about it, about any of it. All she can do is take it, and take it Obara Sand does, her eyes threatening to roll back in her head again.
Her next orgasm hits, but it doesn't set Podrick off like the first one did, so she's left to cum again… and again and again. Her body flails and thrashes all over the place as her squirting becomes an uncontrollable flood. She can't stop, but neither does she really want to stop anymore. The more it goes on, the more she's losing herself in the pleasure.
At the same time, it's like she's building up to something, the ecstasy growing and growing as she's fucked between Podrick and Brienne, as she's tongued by the Princess. His cum, the load of white hot seed he'd already fucked into her… it's been mostly displaced by this point, by him womb-fucking her so fucking hard that most of his cum has splattered out onto the floor of the Spear Tower beneath them.
Obara's own shameful nonstop orgasming helps with this, her squirting flood of fluids pushing out his first load, until her womb feels woefully empty besides the meaty phallus constantly barging into it and stretching it out around the girthy shaft. Finally though, finally her constant orgasms produce results. With a triumphant roar, Podrick Payne cums again. At the same time, though Obara barely notices, Arianne disengages from their half-lip lock and steps away.
His load feels SEARINGLY hot this time around, as it spills forth into Obara's womb, branding her insides yet again. Or maybe it just feels like that because of what happens next. In the height of debauched ecstasy and euphoria, wondering if perhaps she was always a fool to think she could be more like her father than her mother, Obara cries out in pain and pleasure alike as Arianne steps up with a blazing hot branding iron and sears the symbol of House Payne right into the center of the sweaty Dornish Bastard's tanned chest.
Certainly, the sensation of her flesh sizzling beneath the brand, of her being marked for the rest of her life… it adds a certain something to the way she's being filled to the brim with Podrick Payne's seed for the second time that day. And Obara, so strong, so hard… Unbowed, Unbent… can't help it. The pain of being branded, the pleasure of being filled. It overwhelms the most physical of the three Sand Snakes.
For the first time in her life, Obara Sand… blacks out.
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She wasn't one prone to fainting, which might go a long way to explaining why it was such a strange sensation for her to wake up on the ground, having just passed out. Of course, the feeling of a foot grinding into her sensitive, freshly fucked cunt might also have something to do with the strangeness of how she was feeling.
Slowly opening her eyes, Obara Sand blinks dumbly up at the grinning face of one Princess Arianne Martell. For the briefest of seconds, the Eldest Sand Snake actually believes it all to have been a dream… but no, after a moment, it all comes back to her, everything that had happened and the sheer detail of the events returning to her in a rush that made her very, very sure that this was no dream.
Besides, Arianne is naked and so is Obara, and it's Arianne's foot that's toying with her gaping cunt. The Eldest Sand Snake has been fucked so thoroughly that her pussy is a sloppy fucking mess, her cunt gushing with both cum and fluids as she lays there on her back. Next to Arianne, standing over her as well, is Podrick Payne, the architect of all that had just been done to her and her sisters.
He too is naked… and he's holding Obara's personal spear, a sight that causes her eyes to widen and her pupils to shrink to pinpricks. She hadn't been allowed to hold a weapon since they were confined to the Spear Tower. None of them had, and while she suspected Tyene had some of her poisons stashed away, she hadn't gotten a chance to use them. Meanwhile, Obara knew that Nymeria hadn't managed to get any blades in, because she'd asked for one from her sister soon after they were locked up, hoping to arm herself, even if she didn't have her spear.
But no, they'd all been left stripped of their tools. The Spear Tower had been devoid of weapons with which to defend themselves. Until now…
Almost contemptuously, Podrick tosses the spear down onto the ground beside Obara. The gift from her father rolls to a stop within inches of her twitching fingers. It's then that Obara realizes she's no longer bound OR gagged. The rope tying her wrists behind her back has been removed, leaving her arms and hands free. The O-ring gag that was forced into her mouth is gone as well, leaving her able to work her incredibly sore jaw around a little as she lays there, staring at the spear and then at Podrick and Arianne.
This was it. This was her opportunity to save her sisters. Take up her spear, run through the man who'd just raped them all, and then kill all of his little sluts too. She could save Tyene. She could save Nymeria. She could save herself. Her trembling fingers twitch towards the spear shaft and she reaches out to take ahold of it as she slowly sits up.
But she never quite manages it. She never actually grips the spear's haft, instead ghosting her digits along its length as her other hand reaches up for something else instead. Her body has already subconsciously made the choice for her. At least, that's the excuse Obara allows herself to use, as she reaches out and takes hold of her Master's cock with her other hand.
Grasping the solid, thick, meaty bitch-breaker, she uses it as leverage to pull herself to her knees, her eyes crossing as she gazes down at it in awe, reverence, and rapture. Her tongue licks at the cockhead, and then up and down her Master's length as she moans in gratuitous, lewd pleasure.
Some might say this was the moment Obara broke. But Podrick knew better. It was a long time ago, but he'd once read a book written by a Maester about the difference between Hardness and Toughness. Diamonds, for instance, were one of the hardest rocks there was. And yet, you didn't see people trying to make armor out of them. Why was that?
Simple, really. The harder something was, the EASIER it shattered. The harder, or more succinctly, the more unyielding something was, the easier it was to fracture it… and once a diamond fractured, the entire structure was at risk of splintering into so many separate shards. It didn't matter how hard something was, at the end of the day. Hardness did not truly correlate with strength.
Toughness, on the other hand, had to do with how much abuse a material could take before breaking or puncturing. That was why steel was what was commonly used in the making of armor and weapons. Setting aside Valyrian Steel for a moment, because as far as the Maesters could tell, that stuff was just plain magic… Castle Forged Steel was going to give you the best protection, not because of its Hardness, but because of its Toughness.
All of this was to say, Obara Sand was a Hard Woman. She'd made herself hard from an early age, in order to leave behind her mother. For all her mother's faults, she'd loved her daughter, and for all her daughter's resentment, Obara had loved her back. But going with her father, being Oberyn's child… it was better for her, in the end. So long as she could be Hard. So long as she could stay strong.
And yet, Obara Sand's foundation was one built on Hardness rather than Toughness. And so, while she had not bowed or bent… the Eldest Sand Snake had most assuredly broken, speared between Podrick's cock and Brienne's dildo, with Princess Arianne's tongue down her throat. She'd shattered into a million pieces, and whatever came of that, whatever she was built back up into in the future… would be the choice of Podrick Payne, her Master.
Gripping his cock with that one hand, Obara brings the other up away from her spear, from her father's gift, discarding that last part of herself as she instead fondles her Master's balls… and proceeds to inhale his big fat cock into her mouth, impaling her throat along it's meaty shaft.
"Gluuuuggghhkk!"
Her cheeks puff out, her jaw stretches wide, and her neck bulges outwards as gurgling saliva and drool emit from her lips. And yet, as her eyes flutter from the lack of air and she chokes herself on his dick, gagging mightily, Obara doesn't care whether she asphyxiates or not. Because she's right where she belongs.
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Off to the side, Nymeria can only shed a single tear at the sight of her elder sister so thoroughly breaking. Her own plans of escape are feeling vanishingly harder by the second now, everything becoming more and more difficult the more and more she realizes how far her sisters are falling.
But she has to keep up the act… she has to, so she presses her crotch against Tyene's slobbering, eager mouth and forces her soft, blonde sister's fingers deeper up into her ass, letting the moans on the tip of her tongue fly free of her lips to sell the illusion properly. That's all it is, of course. Just an illusion. Perhaps some of the pleasure is real, but Nymeria knows how to separate fact from fiction. She knows what's truly real, and what's just… part of the act.
She has to remain strong; she has to stay tough for Obara and Tyene. She will bow, so that she might remain unbent and unbroken. An opportunity will present itself if she just holds on and waits. She's not broken yet, she won't break… for the sake of her sisters, Nymeria will fight in her own way until the end of the line.
She won't give in, she- a gasp and a louder moan leaves her lips as Tyene does this thing with her tongue that Nymeria never could have seen coming. Her hips buck, and she sprays her little sister's face with pussy juices, much to the blonde girl's abject satisfaction. Looking down the length of her body, Nymeria stares into Tyene's twinkling blue eyes, exhausted and afraid.
Just how long will she be able to hold on?
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Tyene is of a similar mind to Obara, rather than Nymeria. One might say the faux Septa had had a religious experience upon her Master's cock. The mouthful of aphrodisiac that Ellaria had drugged her with had played a large part in that of course, but even with it's effects fading, Tyene was damaged, broken mentally in the same way Obara had been broken physically.
Eyes lidded, the beautiful pale blonde licks and laps at her sister's cunt as she also fingers Nymeria's ass for good measure. In her new state of mind, in her new luminous being, Tyene can read Nymeria like an open book. She's always been able to before, to be fair… but now she does so for her Lord and Master, for the man who owns them all.
She can tell that Nymeria is biding her time, can tell that her heart isn't really in this yet. As their eldest sister's choking, gagging, and gurgling fill the room, as Obara skull fucks herself on their Master's glorious, god-like member, Tyene's eyes flash with excitement. She knows what she's going to do next, after all.
She's going to make sure Nymeria joins them in this bliss. She's going to make sure the last hold out among the Sand Snakes doesn't hold out for much longer.
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Smiling down at Obara Sand, Podrick holds her by her ponytail but lets her do all the work, enjoying the way she's throating his cock so aggressively. Her hand at the base of his member is just getting in the way at this point, so she pulls it off of his cock in order to keep her lips moving towards the base of his shaft. Meanwhile, the hand on her balls continue to fondle them in an unpracticed, inexperienced sort of way. It's still pleasurable though, a slutty little whore who's just learning her place in the world.
As her hand disappears betwixt her thighs, Podrick doesn't reprimand the brutish bitch. He lets her have it, knowing that teaching her to focus on the client's pleasure will come later. For now, the very fact that she seeks out her own pleasure while pleasuring him makes it clear how far the mighty Dornish woman has fallen.
She's completely and utterly snapped, in a similar but also completely different way then Tyene. This right here, this is the complete and utter defilement and desecration of the Sand Snake sisters. All three will belong to him now, and with the Princess helping out, Podrick imagines he'll be able to push forward his future plans quite easily.
Looking around the top floor of the Spear Tower at all he's accomplished, Podrick smiles. He gazes upon what he has wrought, and he finds it to be good. Very good, indeed.
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