The Bitch! Cersei stormed through the castle, her face red with feverous rage. The fucking bitch! That Whore Arya had set her dog on Cersei's poor princely son and all the justice the slut got was that her sister's mongrel was killed. Cersei had just finished in the throne room downstairs and as she raced through the castle, her mind was a flutter with how she was going to exact her revenge. They were a few days ride from King's Landing, so Cersei considered waiting and having full access to her arsenal of toys, but decided against it, wanting revenge as soon as possible.
Bursting into her quarters, she raced towards her bedroom and found her toy waiting. Bran was sitting on the bed, fully dressed with a book in his hand, studying whilst he waited for his queen to return. As she burst in, angrily Bran panicked fearing he had done something wrong. Shielding his face, he waited to hear her furious rage, but only her soft motherly voice came out.
"Don't be afraid my little wolf, my anger is not for you," She said reaching out and lifting her boy toy to his feet on the bed. He was just taller than she was when standing on the bed and he looked at her, he saw compassion and love, with burning fury behind it, but it was not for him, "Just come help your queen out of her dress."
Bran's eyes lit up as she suggested this and he bound like a helpless dog to help his queen get naked. Bouncing around behind her, he stretched up and used his little fingers to untie the leather strings holding the fabric of her red dress together. As he loosened them of, the garment, slackened and slowly fell to the floor. Catching it, Bran used the opportunity to slowly move his hands down her body, removing the dress as he went. Arriving at her plump bum cheeks, he squeezed them softly through her red silk panties. Crouching to his knees, he slid the dress from off her feet and discarded it to one side before looking up and coming face to face with her sweet cheeks. Planting a kiss on her creamy arse, he came round in front of her and smiled at his queen, "As you requested your majesty. Anything else?"
Turning to look at herself in the mirror, she admired her womanly curves only accentuated by the tight little red silk panties she had on. Her heaving chest was held back by a flimsy matching bra, cradling her breasts softly. Running her hands along her hips, she decided that this would do, "Yes my little wolf… be a dear and fetch me my big strapon."
"Of course, your majesty!" Bran said, almost giddily. The last time she had used the toy on him, the orgasm had been sublime and he soiled the sheets within seconds after the leather tip slipped past his hole. She continued her assault on his ass for hours, with uncountable orgasms soaking their sheets. It was the best time that Bran had had with Cersei and now he was eager for a second round. Fishing the toy out of Cersei's nightstand. Taking the leather harness and large tapered cock, Bran cradled it lovingly in his hands, his own cock hardening quickly. Sliding the harness up over his queen's thighs, he fastened it tightly around her hips, adjusting her panties so as to chafe.
Making sure the harness was correctly arranged and comfortable, Bran turned his back on his queen and unfastened his own breeches. Sliding his breeches down his legs, Bran exposed his tight young arse, now developing a nice gape. Bending over, he pressed his cock against the bed and waited for Cersei to assume her familiar position. Closing his eyes, he waited, his cock already leaking pre-cum onto the sheets beneath him, smearing across his stomach.
"How eager, my little wolf. But I'm afraid, not tonight. This toy is for someone else," Cersei smiled, her smile turning to a sneer as she said her final words, knowing just whose tight ass would be impaled on her cock tonight, "But I will be back before you know It and then… I'll be all yours. Sound good?"
"Yes your majesty!" Bran blushed, pulling his breeches up nervously, his face red. Cersei turned around and strode from the room, leaving Bran to rush to her night stand and pull out one of her many dildos. Stripping naked, he lay back against the headboard of the bed and suckled softly on the toy, ready for his own night of fun.
Cersei, however was hell bent on her own plans. If her dear husband would not punish the little Stark brat, she would make sure that she did. And she would be thorough with her punishment. Exiting her chambers, she stepped into the hall, the cool air biting at her exposed flesh. Turning down the corridor, she made her way swiftly towards Arya's quarters, knowing the way very well. She had made many ventures to Bran's quarters which lay right beside Arya's and so she was very familiar with the path. A few turns and twists and she stood before the door, her knuckles clenched in anger. How dare she hurt Joffrey. The Stark Slut would pay and pay good.
Entering the room, Cersei began to slowly jerk her cock out of habit. Casting a glance around the room, she saw the girl asleep, face upwards on her bed. A devilish smile on her face, Cersei swiftly crossed the room, jerking her cock menacingly as she went. Taking Arya's bedcovers, she ripped the of her, exposing the girl to the open air. She was in a simple white nightie and nothing more. The coolness emanating around the room had brought her nipples to stiff peaks on her small, young frame. Just looking at the girl brought anger to her face and she knew her plan.
Straddling the girl's chest, so that her cock rested just against her lips, Cersei smiled. Snaking her hands into the collar of the girl's nightie, she felt the warmth of the Stark girl against her hands. With one sharp move, she ripped the material off, tossing the garment to one side, leaving her in a pair of simple cotton panties. Gasping at the sound, Arya suddenly awoke, shocked to see the queen straddling her with a fake, tapered leather cock resting so near her mouth, "What the fu…"
Before the girl could say anything, Cersei thrust forward, sliding the cock past her small curt lips and into the little girl's hot wet mouth. Gagging and spluttering as her tongue was trapped beneath the size of the fake cock invading her mouth, Arya flailed, trying desperately to push the queen off of her. Her hands clawed at Cersei's thighs as she tried to throw the woman off, but Cersei was adamant. Trapping Arya's hands beneath her knees, Cersei smirked and slapped Arya's cheek, reminding her of her place, as she let the tip of the cock rest inside her mouth, "Did you really think I would let you off so easily after what you did to my poor little Joffrey? No… you are in for it now!"
Saliva poured from Arya's mouth as the thick object in her mouth stretched her lips obscenely. Bran's cock had been big and Joffrey's even bigger, but nothing compared to the thick monster Cersei was sporting between her legs. Unable to move, she could only watch as Cersei sank her hips lower, pushing her fake cock deeper into Arya's uncooperative mouth. Hitting, Arya's throat, which was sealed tight, Cersei smiled, easing her cock back and forth hoping to break past the girls barrier and slide her cock deep into Arya' mouth. She wanted to watch the girl gag and choke on her cock.
"Come on now, slut… open wide… let your queen fuck your whorish throat!" Cersei said massaging her own breasts as she watched Arya's eyes light up with rage. Determined to keep her mouth shut, Arya clamped her teeth down on Cersei's cock, biting into the toy, hoping to deter the queen from her advances, "Hahaha… oh, girl… If I were a man that would work, but alas I am not. So open up!"
Keeping her throat clamped tightly, she made sure not to allow Cersei the satisfaction of fucking her throat. She could feel the queen's gaze burning into her as she defied her orders and she prepared herself for the furious rage of the queen, but no such anger surfaced. Only a beaming, warm smiling that was oddly unsettling, "No? Oh… well, I'll just have to take this into my own hands."
Without shifting her position, Cersei snaked one of her hands between her thighs and took a hold of Arya's erect nipple. Arya's eyes widened as she realised what Cersei was going to do. Holding onto her nipple tightly, Cersei sharply twisted it, eliciting pain in Arya's young nubile body. Gasping, she unwittingly opened her throat, allowing Cersei to push her hips forward and slip the tip of her cock into Arya throat. Her throat spasmed at the sensation and she gagged, trying to force the cock out of her mouth. Smirking as the cock head slipped past her throat, Cersei adjusted her position so she was leaning over Arya's face, allowing for a better angle for a delicious throat fucking. Something Arya deserved.
Readying herself, Cersei suddenly and un-expectantly dropped her hips sinking the entirety of her fake cock into Arya's throat, sending the girls eyes wide open. Her lips were forcefully pressed against the crotch of the harness, her throat tightening and flailing around the thick invading cock. Trying to wriggle her hands free, Arya gave up, her eyes almost teary as she struggled for breath. Coughing around Cersei's cock, she spluttered a mouthful of saliva around Cersei's strapon, the spit flowing back down Arya's defenceless chin. Holding her hips in place, Cersei smiled, before drawing her hips back, but not far enough to let her cockhead slip out of her throat.
Closing her eyes, Cersei leaned on all fours, her knees still trapping Arya's hands and her hands resting above Arya's head. The position allowed her to sink her hips deeply and quickly. As she drew back to the opening of Arya's throat, she smiled, watching her glistening cock draw back covered from base to tip in the slut's saliva. Subconsciously moaning, even though the cock elicited no physical pleasure within her, Cersei slammed her hips downwards, burying her cock instantly. Instead of holding her position, she instead drove her hips back and forth, driving deeper and deeper, into Arya's clutching throat as she fought against the queen's restraints.
"Mmm…your throat is tight and warm… like any good whore… No wonder Bran wanted a more sophisticated tongue to please him," Cersei sneered as she pummelled her hips downwards, saliva pouring from the defenceless Stark girl's mouth, Cersei's cock thick with spittle, "Time to try out your little arse. See if it's anything special!"
Her muffled cries of protest soon echoed around the room as Cersei pulled her cock out of Arya's saliva covered mouth. Obscenities were thrown her way as Cersei grimaced at the young girl's voice, "Get of me bitch! Fuck… get off… me!"
Ignoring Arya, Cersei unpinned her arms and grabbed the small girl by the hips, watching as she flailed trying to hit her. The girl was far smaller than she was and thus wasn't able to stop Cersei from manhandling her into position. Flipping the girl over, so that her cute little arse was facing upwards, Cersei pressed her motherly body against the back of Arya' using her own breasts to pin the young girl down. Continuing to flail her arms, Arya cursed and yelled, trying to push Cersei off. Reaching down between her legs, Cersei grabbed her cockhead and pressed it snugly up against Arya's squirming arse, "Stop squirming! Now… you're brother loves this toy… let's see if you can take it as well as he does."
"What? My brother? Fuck, get off me! Don't you fucking dare. Get of me you bi…" Arya screamed furiously trying to push the woman's heavy weight of her back. She was interrupted mid-sentence as Cersei's cock head found its mark and settled neatly against her puckered arsehole. Her eyes widened as the toy pushed downwards, forcing her mouth open. Gasping she felt her hole, against all her will, begin to pry apart and the lubricated tip of the cock, slowly wriggle its way inside her arse. Silenced by the intrusive length pressing against her bum hole, Arya suddenly gasped loudly as her asshole stretched a little too wide and Cersei's cockhead slipped inside, her hole tightening and fitting snugly around the thick length, "Oh… fuck… shit…. Fuck… holy…"
"Mmm… you're looser than Bran is. Oh yeah. It takes a little persuasion for Bran to let this slide up his tight little boy pussy, but you! You're a little buttslut! It slid right in there with no bother!" Cersei mocked keeping her body pressed against Arya's making sure she wouldn't be able escape her long thick fake cock. Her bra cover breasts pressed firmly against the very top of the younger woman's shoulder blades holding her in place as Arya shuddered at the thick cock In her arse. The feeling of her hole, stretching to accommodate Cersei was overwhelming. There were tinges and flickers of pleasure, but they were almost entirely defused by the amounts of pain. She was barely able to comprehend the words the queen was saying about her brother. Shocked to hear about how much of a bitch Bran had become, Arya focussed on not passing out on the queen, desperate to not give her the satisfaction of such lustful accomplishment.
Pushing her body up slightly to get a bit of leverage, Cersei slid her hips down slowly. She wasn't an animal. She wouldn't just drive the entirety of the thick long cock into her ass mercilessly. She wanted the feeling of the slut's arse being stretched and flexed to last as long as possible. Easing her way down, she saw an inch disappear into the girl's tight bum and her flexing hole cling and clutch for more, even though Arya had had more than her fill. Grunting painfully and breathing deeply, Arya felt another two inches swiftly slip inside her. Smiling maliciously, Cersei leaned backwards and knelt upright, her cock still submerged in Arya's tight young ass. She was confident the little slut wouldn't run, even if she did, her arse would be hurting so much, she wouldn't make it far enough.
"Mmm! So deliciously tight! Any boy would be happy to have this! Shame the only guy you could get to fuck your slutty ass now gets his fun from me!" Cersei teased, raising both her hands and slapping Arya's arse firmly, her bum cheeks stinging with red hand prints, singed into her sweet, creamy northern skin. As Cersei pushed more of her cock inside, she watched the thicker middle part of the cock stretch Arya's arse further, before the base collided with her small pert butt cheeks. With the entire cock lodged inside her arse, Arya stifled a scream with her pillow, her ass being torn in two, by the thick strapon, "All the way! Like a good little whore! Mmm… lets ride your ass into the dirt, like the proper whore you are!"
Before Arya could grunt anything in protest, Cersei adjusted herself and slowly drew her cock back out, causing Arya to groan in relief before sharply grunting and squealing as the cock hammered its way back home. Cersei was relentless now, her hips clashed against Arya's pert bum with increased fervour, the sound of flesh hitting flesh filling the room. The sound of her saliva covered cock impaling the girl's tight arse only encouraged Cersei to increase the power behind her thrusts, slamming her hips into the slut's ass. Bran liked it rough, but sensual, but today Cersei was just rough. Pulling her tits out of her bra, she grabbed and squeezed her breasts, softly tweaking her nipple between her thumb and fore finger as, Arya grunted and groaned in general discomfort.
Arya had succumbed to her punishment, letting out low and husky groans every time Cersei thrusted into her and sharply gasping whenever, Cersei's soft hands struck her now vibrantly red arse cheeks, burning after repeated strikes. Raising her hips one last time, Cersei slammed inside, making sure to get her cock as deep as she could, before pulling her cock all the way out of her arse and sliding of the bed. Arya was exasperated and had had everything taken out of her. She lay emotionless on the bed, her arse sore and her breath ragged, as Cersei realised she was done. Turning for the door with a satisfied look on her face, Cersei smirked. Pulling the door open she turned and said, "Don't ever think about hurting my dear Joffrey again, or I'll get a strapon twice the size and fuck you all night with it. Once I'm done, your ass will never be the same again."
Leaving the room, she closed the door and leaned back against the wall, satisfied with the punishment she had inflicted on the girl. She would remember her place from now on. Turning to return to Bran, Cersei was suddenly struck by a thought… Turning towards the door across from Arya's a smirk stretched across her face. She had never rewarded Sansa for such loyalty in the court. Perhaps she should make another visit tonight. Reaching down to her hips, she unfastened the strapon and stowed it away behind a suit of armour, not wanting to scare the young princess with such a sizable tool.
Striding across to Sansa's door in nothing, but her red silk panties and bra, Cersei hung on the door way sexily as she knocked several times on the wooden door. Her mind wandered with the possibilities. A young, vibrant, sexy northern redheaded lady. Something about it just made her pussy tingle.
"Who is it?" a tentative voice called out from within the room. Sansa had been told by her father to open the door to no one without asking first who was there.
"It is the queen, my little dove. Cersei," She replied, her voice low and sultry in hopes of enticing the younger girl to taste some queenly meats. But of course, this was ultimately about ensuring assets. Sansa was valuable and Cersei needed to make sure her loyalty was straight. So tonight, all the pleasure was for Sansa. Bran would take care of Cersei if she needed to cum later.
"Your majesty. One moment!" Sansa called nervously setting down a candle stick and rushing to the door to unbolt it quickly, "I fear I am in state of undress not befitting such company as yours."
"Not to worry, my dear. I suspect you shall be far more covered up than I," Cersei replied almost with a chuckle knowing that Sansa would have to be naked to be in a state of undress below herself. A little confused, Sansa pushed the comment out of mind and found the key to the door. After unlocking the iron lock, she pulled the door open and realised what the queen meant.
"Your majesty!" Sansa gasped, seeing the queen's lightly tanned flesh on show. Pretty much the entirety of Cersei's curvaceous and perfect feminine body was there for Sansa to see and she couldn't help, but blush and avert her eyes. Smiling to herself the queen strode into the room and closed the door behind herself, in fear of someone seeing her in her current state of undress.
"Come now, Sansa. We are all women here. Nothing to be ashamed of," Cersei chuckled as Sansa did her best not to look at the queen's near nude form. At seeing the queen almost naked before her, Sansa felt a strange twinge in her pussy, one that was introduced by Ros back in Winterfell. A twinge for women. She had last felt it with Arya, earlier that day down by the stream with Joffrey. It was a feeling she was a little embarrassed about. Ladies were meant to like men, not men and women. Blushing heavily, Sansa averted her eyes, not even letting a single glimpse of the queen enter her vision, "Look at me, my little dove."
Raising her hand to Sansa's cheek, Cersei lifted her head until Sansa's gaze was locked firmly on her body. Whilst Sansa was distracted with ignoring the queen's body, Cersei had peeled away her panties and unhooked her bra, so that she stood naked before the young girl dressed only in her flimsy, thin nightie. Sansa's eyes ogled at Cersei's body, drinking in every sexy womanly curve and every inch of her glorious flesh. Her soft breasts, hanging perfectly on her body, with tiny pink nipples capping each one of perfectly. Her trimmed pussy and plump arse, a sight that made Sansa's pussy quiver and begin to wet.
"My dear…. If there is one thing I value more than anything… its loyalty," Cersei murmured, pulling Sansa close to her, her hands snaking onto the young girl's hips, pulling her close, so that their crotches ground together in lustful matrimony, "And the loyalty you showed today… by telling the truth… it's worth a hefty reward."
Sansa's breath quickened as the queen slipped her hands around her neck and slowly undid the lacy string holding her garment together. Plucking the last string free, Sansa felt the nightie pool around her legs and her nude body exposed to the cold air. Cersei's hands grabbed Sansa's hips pulling them firmly against her own, their pussies pressing against each other, the heat from each other as clear as day. Moaning slightly, she let her lips linger near Sansa's, her hot breath grazing across the redhead's flustered and blushing cheek as she let her mouth hang open in awe and pleasure.
"And there is no greater reward… than the pleasures of the female form," Cersei breathed, leaning in and pressing her lips softly against Sansa's, their eyes closed in pleasure and passion. Biting gently on the redhead's bottom lip, Cersei stared deeply into the younger girl's eyes, her lust for the redhead girl taking over, "And thus… I give myself… And all the pleasures that come with such a reward."
Without letting Sansa breathe a single word, Cersei hooked her hands underneath Sansa's creamy, milky white thighs and tripped her backwards onto the bed, eliciting and breathless gasp from her soft pink lips. Swaying her hips, she sauntered towards the bed, biting her lip as Sansa instinctively shuffled back so her head was against the headboard. Her legs naturally spread wide, showing of her pussy, with its shaven strip of fiery red pubic hair. Her pussy was already glistening, stimulated from the queen's appearance and sexual advances. She was butter in Cersei's hands.
"Wet already? Tell me, little dove… do you know the pleasures and carnal intensities of womanly love?" Cersei purred crawling onto the bed, her arse still swaying as she crawled slowly forwards until she was in between Sansa's sweet thighs.
"Yes…" Sansa admitted shyly, her face blushing more than she already was, trying to shy her embarrassed face away from the dominant queen, "My teacher in Winterfell, introduced me to it."
"There is so much for you to learn my little dove, but in good time… as for now? Let us enjoy some more… traditional love," Cersei purred her head between Sansa's legs. She remembered being taught how to please a woman and she knew that Sansa, who was relatively new to lesbianism, would love the basics. Pressing her lips along the inside of each of her legs, starting just above the knee, Cersei made Sansa murmured stifled gasps of pleasure, simply from the caressing and loving touch of her lips. As she neared the young girls pussy, she blew a lungful of cool air across her glistening wet pussy, causing her to shiver.
Smiling, Cersei extended her tongue and ran up along Sansa's glistening slit, collecting the girl's sweet juices on the tip of her tongue and quickly guzzling them down. Moaning, she wrapped her tongue around Sansa's clit, flicking her sensitive nub back and forth, causing Sansa to join her in a chorus of delicious moans. Cersei's hands roamed up and down Sansa's creamy thighs, pulling her folds apart, allowing for better access. Snaking a hand along onto Sansa's stomach, she gently caressed the soft skin, while extending a thumb to continue rubbing and playing with her clit, whilst Cersei's tongue focussed on other sensitive areas of the young girl's cunt.
Tracing her tongue back down the girl's slit, Cersei slipped slightly too far, allowing for her tongue to slide down between Sansa's ass cheeks and rest against the young redhead's arsehole. Making to pull away swiftly, Cersei was strangely surprise when Sansa moaned like a common whore. Flicking her tongue back and forth across the girls tightest hole, Cersei found the room echoing with loud moans, much to her own arousal, "So my little dove likes having her ass played with, huh?"
"Yes, your majesty," Sansa moaned, her breath ragged as Cersei pulled her lips away from her tight little butthole. The strange combination of a tongue on her arsehole and a thumb flicking back and forth across her clit, was doing wonders for the young girl, as he body convulsed in pleasure.
"Mmm… well I'll gladly lick my little dove's ass," Cersei moaned falling flat on her stomach to get a better angle. Both her hands were busy playing with Sansa's pussy, one teasing and playing with her clit and one slowly easing a finger inside the young girl's slit. Returning to her arse, Cersei used the juices dripping down from her pussy, leaving a glistening trail between her two holes, as a lubricant for her tongue. Pressing her wriggling tip against the tight little rosebud, Cersei pushed forward, her saliva covered tongue slipping deep within Sansa's arse with one swift push. Moaning at the taste, Cersei put her ass licking skills to test as she flailed her muscle around inside Sansa's hole, all the while, easing two fingers in and out of her pussy and playing with her sensitive little clit.
Sansa was bucking her hips in pleasure as she let the queen pleasure her immensely. A tongue in her ass, two fingers in her pussy and her clit tingle. The pleasure was building and she was doing her best to hold off her orgasm as long as possible, simply enjoying the feelings of pleasure the queen was currently bringing. Watching the queen playfully kick her arse with her heels, turned her on even more as her hands latched onto her breasts. Sansa squeezed and played with her tits, rubbing her nipples, adding the final ounce of pleasure that would push her over the edge, "I'm going to cum! Cersei!"
Squealing in pleasure, Sansa bucked her hips, her pussy Spasming and contracting as she orgasms. Squirting her juices across the queen's face, she drenched Cersei in her delicious cum. Riding down her orgasms, she felt the queen pull her fingers and tongue from inside her and slowly clamber up the bed and wrap her arms around her, "Was that reward enough?"
"Most definitely, your majesty," Sansa breathed, trying to catch her breath as he breasts heaved up and down with her fluctuating breath.
"I didn't know you were a squirter," Cersei chuckled, her fingers tracing around Sansa's nipples, before playfully tweaking them with her thumb.
"It only happens sometimes," Sansa smiled, surprised herself that she came as hard as that. She had only cum like that, the first time that she and Ros had experimented without the strapon.
"Well shall we see if it happens again?" Cersei said, suggesting round two of their sexual debauchery. Straddling Sansa's chest as she nodded feverishly, Cersei leaned down and kissed her making sure the young girl tasted herself on the queen's lips, "Well this time, you can pleasure me as well…"
Cersei quickly got into position. From then on the night became a blur of sweat and heated passion as they writhed and licked and rubbed each other. Bran could wait, Cersei thought. But he couldn't. Having sought out his queen after cumming from her toys, he found her entangled with Sansa, amidst breaths of sweet enticing passion. Pulling his cock out, he jerked himself furiously, moaning loudly, 'Sansa'. As he watched the two girls fuck each other, Bran didn't realise that he was also being watched. Having been attracted by the grunts of Bran jerking of and hearing her sisters name called, Arya began to formulate a plan. A plan as to how she would get revenge on Cersei…
