"My Lord. Have you considered my proposition?" Melisandre said as she watched the last of the nobles filed out of the room, leaving her and Stannis alone. He leant against the carven map of Westeros chiselled look of deep contemplation on his square jawed visage. Roughly scratching his coarse beard, her turned and looked across to the red priestess. She was clad in a low cut dress that showed practically the entirety of her soft, supple cleavage. This wouldn't be the first time she used her sexual prowess to her advantage and it wouldn't be the last. Far from it.
"I have," Stannis murmured lowly as he inspected the map studiously. His eyes fleeted back and forth across the table and towards Melisandre's exposed and glowing flesh. She certainly knew how to convince people to her side.
"And? It would be undoubtedly beneficial. Besides, she can't stay cooped up her all her life," Melisandre argued, slowly strutting across the room to Stannis's side. Her hand softly graze across her Lord's arm her soft hands caressing his exposed arm.
"Robert would see it as a provocation. As if we were making allies on the mainland," Stannis said turning and striding away from the woman, making desperate attempts to avoid the woman's obvious, sultry advances. Clasping her hand tightly, she sighed before replying.
"He would see it as you giving up on this brotherly feud. You've been sulking on this island too long. Reconnecting with the mainland with a marriage would be a perfect way to restore relations," Melisandre replied approaching her Lord once more and standing behind him murmuring into his ear.
"I know. But my daughter? To that prissy little mother's lad in the Vale? She deserves better," Stannis said, his breath low and husky as Melisandre made her lustful movements, her hands sliding up and down his body. He had given up on ignoring her and simply let her make her advances, "I'm married…"
"That didn't stop you last time," Melisandre whispered softly, gently nibbling his earlobe, her red full lips, leaving a small red imprint on his ear. Her hands rested on his hips and hooked inside his breeches, before sliding round to his front. Pulling him backwards, she ground her pelvis seductively into his ass, her hand cupping his now sizable bulge. Breathing deeply, Stannis closed his eyes and let her continue. Melisandre smirked to herself as she realised that she had won, "Now how about I convince you to take my stance, hmmm?"
"Oh… you blasted woman," Stannis sighed as Melisandre's hands cupped and fondled his cock, rubbing away at his erection through the fabric of his breeches. Chuckling to herself, Melisandre drew her hands back before, turning Stannis around. Pushing him back against the table, Melisandre let go of his bulking form before taking a few steps back. Reaching up, she threaded her fingers through the two silver clasps on her shoulders. Unhooking the two clasps, she felt the weight of the dress pull downwards, bringing the fabric into a pile on the floor around her feet. The cool air bit at her creamy white skin as she stood bare in the room before her lord.
Melisandre was blessed when it came to her nude form. Her breasts were soft and relatively large, hanging on her chest perfectly. They had a sweet little bounce to her step and were capped off by tiny pink nipples, which had grown erect in the cool air in the stone hall. She had a woman's hips with, the perfect thighs. Her pussy was a glistening slit, between her legs with a tiny patch of fiery red hair blazing above her tucked away clit. The priestess's arse was plump and fleshy and bounced significantly with each step she took, her puckered arsehole occasionally peeking out when she moved. Reaching back she bunched her flaming red hair together and pulled it over her shoulder so it drifted down and shrouded one of her breasts from Stannis's lingering view. His eyes had latched onto the priestess's pussy as they had often done. She had swayed him often enough for him to develop a longing for the woman's tight wet cunt. No matter how much he fucked her tight little hole, it always seemed tighter the next time he fucked her.
Smiling to herself, she strutted toward Stannis hand let her hands snake down to his breeches. Undoing the strings with precision, she was about to fish his cock from its confines when Stannis began to say something beneath his breath, "Melis…"
"Shhh," Melisandre whispered pressing one of her fingers against Stannis lips to silence him. Refraining from uttering a single word more, Stannis watched as the priestess leaned in and captured his lips with a soft and warm kiss, her tongue writhing around in his mouth, playfully battling with his tongue. Her hands slid back inside Stannis's breeches and wrapped their dainty fingers around his shaft, one hand almost not enough to hold the entire width of his dick. Her second hand cradled his balls, softly fondling and massaging the sensitive sack as her other hand slid back and forth across his shaft, teasing a bead of pre-cum from his engorged and purple head. Pulling his package out of his breeches, she let the garment fall to the floor, leaving Stannis out in the open. Her hands expertly slid across the rest of his body unhooking the remainder of his clothing before leaving him as naked as she was, "Let me do the work, my lord…"
Taking both her hands she held Stannis's cheeks and gave him a deep and passionate kiss, her tongue flaring as she pulled him deeper into her kiss. Breaking the kiss, she slowly slid her hands down over his battle chiselled chest. As her hands dropped lower, she bent at the knees slowly easing into a squat. As she came face to face with his cock, her hands arrived at his thighs, softly rubbing and caressing him. Stannis was gifted with his anatomy. From what she could tell he was at least ten inches and two inches thick. He was sizable and Melisandre thanked the Lord of Light for it. Her coercion was somewhat pleasurable for her and she had fun when she was manipulating him. If he was three inches long, she still do what she did, but wouldn't have nearly as much fun doing so.
Her hands wrapped around the base of his cock, holding his tool steady in front of her. Licking her lips, she hovered in front of the tip, her breath flowing over his shaft, sending tingling sensations up and down his length. His fists clenched as she leaned in and planted a wet kiss on the very tip of his cock. Her lips were covered in a layer of pre-cum and as she pulled away a string of pre-cum connected her mouth and his cock. Smirking she licked her lips exaggerating her moan immensely in order to turn Stannis on even more than her already was. She knew what he liked. She had had plenty of time to learn his kinks and perverse and naughty desires.
Looking up she saw that his eyes were closed, his mind in a trance as he waited for the impending pleasure. Leaning back in she planted a second kiss on his cockhead before moving her head slightly and planting a third kiss. Softly and slowly, she covered every inch of his throbbing cockhead with delicate and sweet kisses, teasing Stannis with the prospect of her hot, wet mouth around his cock. Groaning loudly, her moved his hand to her head, his fingers threading through her hair and holding onto her scalp firmly as she continued to simply kiss his head.
Deciding he had suffered enough, Melisandre planted one last kiss on the very tip of his cock, right over his cock slit. As she did so, she parted her lips taking the head of his cock into her mouth. Wrapping her lips firmly around his cock, she suckled softly for a few seconds before drawing her lips back across his head and returning to the kissing. Pressing her lips softly against his cock a few times, she pulled away and licked her lips clean of the pre-cum now covering it. Stannis liked it slow. To be teased and played with before going all out.
Returning her lips to his tip, her kissed his slit again, before letting the tip slide past her lips and deeper into her mouth. Holding the tip in her mouth, she sucked it clean taking every trace of pre-cum from his engorged, pulsing head. Licking him clean, she used her tongue to trace every sensitive crevice on his cock, eliciting pleasurable moans from his lips every time she flicked back and forth across his cock slit. One of her hands jerked his shaft while she suckled on his head, while her other hand was busy fondling his balls softly, squeezing and toying with his balls.
Pushing forward, Melisandre pushed an inch of Stannis's shaft into her mouth, her tip sliding back towards the opening of her throat. Taking a breath through her nose she pushed further letting his cock, slide into her throat a good few inches inside her mouth. Her lips clamped down tightly around his length. Slowly she eased his cock deeper into her throat, saliva building in her mouth, acting as lubrication for his probing cock. Humming around his cock, she sent deliberate vibrations along his shaft, causing him to ooze more pre-cum down her throat, which she happily did her best to swallow. It took a few minutes, but eventually she managed to take his cock, in all its glorious entirety into her throat, her red lips pressed firmly against his shaven crotch. Making sure to press them hard against his crotch, she left red imprints of her fiery lipstick at his base. Gagging slightly around his cock, she felt her throat tighten and constrict as she begged for air. Forcing herself to breathe through her nose, Melisandre held his cock in her throat as she tried to pleasure Stannis further.
Taking the hand that was jerking his cock, Melisandre reached it around and used it to cup his ass. Pulling his cheeks apart, she took one of her fingers and pressed it against his asshole. Consumed in the pleasure of her blowjob, Stannis didn't notice her probing finger as it traced around his puckered starfish, gently teasing and toying with the idea of sliding inside. Slowly she pushed the finger into her Lord's arsehole, the tip of her finger settling inside, his hole fitting snugly around her finger. Startled, Stannis thrust forward driving his hips further forward, pushing his cock a tiny bit further into Melisandre's throat. Panicked, she spluttered and spewed a mouthful of saliva down his shaft. The saliva seeped out of her mouth and down onto her tits, covering them in a sexy shine.
Holding her finger inside Stannis's ass, Melisandre began to slowly pump the tip of his finger back and forth, easing slightly more in and out as she did so, causing Stannis to moan louder. She had only recently opened Stannis up to the ideas of anal stimulation and she was slowly working up to the idea of a larger object sliding its way inside his arse. It was still early days and he was still tighter than a baby back there. Slowly sliding her finger back and forth, she managed to force the entire length inside up until the knuckle, much to her excitement.
As she rested her knuckle against Stannis's asshole, she started to move her mouth back along his cock. Slowly, she dragged her lips along his shaft all the way back to the tip. Planting a kiss on his tip, she circled her tongue around the sensitive head before slipping his cock back inside her mouth, moaning as she did so. Moving her lips back and forth across his shaft, Melisandre revelled in Stannis's pleasurable grunts and moans. Speeding up her movements, she made sure to pump his cock into her mouth a few times before kissing the tip and dancing her tongue across his cockhead a few times, before dipping his shaft back into her mouth. The constant pleasure and interesting intrusion into his ass was too much for Stannis and he felt his balls tighten and his orgasm approach.
As Melisandre pressed her lips against his base again, he thrust forwards, his cock twitching and Spasming as he did so. It took a few thrusts before his cockhead erupted, spurting his cum down the priestess's throat. Realising what was happening, she tried to remain calm, breathing through her nose as the cum sprayed down her throat. Loving the taste she swallowed every drop before Stannis finally stopped. Pulling his cock from her mouth, her panted heavily. Where most girls would gasp for air, Melisandre merely rose to her feet wiping her lips like a professional. Smirking she cast a glance down at his cock and remarked at the fact it was still hard.
"I must remark my lord… The Lord Of Light has surely graced you in terms of endurance," Melisandre smirked wiping a small bead of cum from her lip and softly caressing Stannis's cock in her hand, casually prodding his sensitive head against the soft flesh of her inner thigh, enticing him even further, "Perhaps you are ready for round two?"
"Of-course, Lady Melisandre," Stannis panted as he recuperated from the skilful blowjob he had just received. His asshole ached slightly, but it was shrouded amongst the pleasure of Melisandre's slow methodical jerking motions that coaxed the last bed of cum from his balls out onto her hand.
"Mmm, how formal off you… Now which positon would you like me in?" Melisandre whispered playfully letting go off Stannis cock and bouncing over to the table, "Would you like me bent over the table? My plump ass ready for your cock? All you would have to do is pry apart my arse cheeks and slide your cock inside my pussy. Or maybe even my arse?"
Melisandre leaned over the table presenting her arse to Stannis, her plump cheeks falling to either side. Reaching back she used one hand to pull her cheeks apart revealing her shimmering pussy and tight puckered arsehole, ready to be fucked. Her other hand slid into her mouth. Suckling on her fingers she reached back and dipped them into her pussy and then teasingly eased them into her arsehole. Moaning loudly, she looked into Stannis's eyes and watched him slowly jerk his cock. He stepped forward as if to mount her and fuck her into the table, but Melisandre had other ideas. Pushing of the table she glided over to the wall and lay sprawled against the stone, the cold rock chilling her to the bone.
"Perhaps if you're feeling more limber, you could pick me up, pin me against the wall and impale my undefended pussy upon your cock," Melisandre said as she lay against the wall. Throwing her head back she moaned as if Stannis was thrusting into her, imagining the feeling of his cock splitting her in two. She shifted her weight up and down, mimicking the idea that she was getting fucked, her moans in time with the imaginary sex. Her hands grasped at the wall, her fingers curling and scraping, as her hair splayed everywhere, "You could take me in your big strong arms, your hands grabbing or pulling at my ass cheeks as you pound me into the stone…"
Standing there admiring the redheaded woman, Stannis watched her slide away from the wall seductively and slowly strut towards his throne. Her ass bounced with each slow painful step, her hair reaching down just above her crack. Arriving at his throne, she cast a look over her shoulder before putting her left foot up onto the arm rest and leaning against the back of the chair. Her other foot was sat firmly on the ground. In this position her ass cheeks fell apart, showcasing her pussy and ass once more, speeding up Stannis' lustful stares and jerks. The wet slapping sounds of him jerking off and Melisandre's moans were all that filled the room.
"Or… if you are feeling especially naughty. You could relax on your throne and let me bounce up and down on your lordly cock," Melisandre moaned sinking her hips down and up pretending to be sliding up and down on Stannis's cock. Her hands grabbed her tits pulling and playing with the soft globes of flesh as she pretended to fuck Stannis. Fucking Stannis was part of plan, didn't mean she couldn't enjoy it, "Simply relax and let you Lady service you… I bet Selyse was never this naughty…"
"Oh she was never like you," Stannis murmured to himself as he walked over to Melisandre. She was lost in her own world and as he grabbed her hips, she gasped, "As much as I would love to have you service my cock on my throne, like the little whore you are. I have things to do. I want this arse of your bent over my table…"
Taking Melisandre by the hips, he forced her over the table. Gasping she felt her tits get pressed against the stone table and her legs separated. Grinding his cock against Melisandre's ass crack, he smeared his pre-cum against her arsehole and between her sweet cheeks. Moaning loudly, he grabbed the tip of his cock and readjusted it so it rubbed against her tight wet slit. Gasping as she felt his cock graze her pussy, Melisandre awaited the impended pleasure. The teasing prodding as Stannis searched for her entrance. The delicious pressure building at her cunt, until the tip slowly parts her folds and eases itself in. The gentle exploring as the cockhead splits her pussy apart, sliding through her folds. Then the cockhead pops inside, filling her entrance instantly.
Stannis paused for a moment, savouring the tightness and warmth of the woman's pussy. His hands left his cock and went to her arse cheeks, playing and pulling at the soft flesh before spanking her hard, leaving a hand print as red as the priestess hair. Gasping, Melisandre felt the sting of pain slowly fade into delicious pleasure as Stannis began to ease forwards. Her pussy expanded as the wider parts of his cock pushed on. Instead of halting, Stannis kept pushing his hips forward, the two of them locked in a blissful embrace. The pair fit together perfectly, his cock and her pussy, were soon one and the same. Groaning loudly, Stannis felt his hips press against her soft bottom and sighed.
He held his cock there for a moment before slowly drawing it back, savouring every pleasurable second he spent in her tight clutching pussy. As he pulled back, his cock exited her pussy with a glossy sheen as it was covered in her sweet juices. Biting her lip, Melisandre waited for the powerful thrust. Stannis pulled his hips back until only the tip remained inside her cunt. And then he pushed forwards quickly, burying his cock instantly. Gasping loudly, Melisandre soon moaned loudly as he began to pull out slowly and then slam his hips back in. Her arse rippled with each powerful, pleasurable thrust, the two moaning in perfect unison as they melded together. Crotch to arse.
He liked it slow. Slow and powerful. He would take his time drawing his cock backwards before sliding it back in as quickly as he could, his sensitive tip reaching new depths with each deep, commanding thrust. Grunting every time he slammed in, Stannis raised his hand and spanked the priestess again. She arched her back and her mouth involuntarily opened. Her breasts were swaying with each thrust, occasionally hitting her face as she lay propped up on her elbows. She was close to cumming, her pussy was aching release.
Suddenly as he thrust inside, Melisandre's pussy convulsed, Spasming around his cock, tightening as her pussy quivered through her orgasm. Stannis's cock was locked into place unable to move and was subjected to a tightened pussy, sending pleasure through his cock. As she squirted across the floor, Melisandre collapsed onto the table, exhausted. Her pussy finally loosened, allowing Stannis to pull his cock out and jerk it furiously. After being depleted of cum earlier, Stannis managed to spurt a few strands before collapsing into his throne tired.
"Shall I make the arrangements to marry Shireen to Robin Arryn then?" Melisandre asked standing up straight convinced with herself that she had managed to persuade him.
"I am convinced, yet it is not me who will ultimately make the decision. I am married and I shall not wed my daughter away without my wife's consent. It would be morally wrong," Stannis panted picking up a scrap of cloth and wiping his cock clean, "It is not me who needs convincing."
With that, Melisandre took her leave and strode naked into the corridors of Dragonstone. Stannis was on her side, but there was one more person she needed to sway. Selyse Baratheon.
