A little dazed and certainly confused, Cersei opened her eyes, his vision blurry. She remembered eating dinner alone, before becoming incredibly drowsy and slumping forwards. And then, she woke up here. Squinting, she tried to clear her vision, but it took a small while to come back to her. As her vision cleared, she slowly realised where she was and realised her predicament.
She was in a small room. One of the basement rooms in the Red Keep. A dungeon almost. Entirely made of stone and housing a series of tools used to torture prisoners. Glancing around, she tried to move, but found herself restrained against her will, her body forced into a strange position. She was bent over at the waist, a wooden bar pushed under her belly to support her ever so slightly. Her feet were chained to the ground, permanently spread slightly. Her arms were the same, supported by chains that were lifted to the roof. Her head was at waist level, her body kept in the hunched over position. Unable to move, it took Cersei a moment of struggle to figure it out.
It wasn't just that she was chained up and restrained in a dungeon. She was naked and chained up in a dungeon. Struggling against the bonds, she started to feel the cold bite of the air, the chill running down her spine as she looked down at her exposed naked body. Her breasts were dangling down below her, developing goosebumps as her nipples hardened in the cold air. Her arse was pushed up and outwards, the perfect height and angle for someone to exploit her and use her, her pussy slightly wet from the instinctive eroticism of the situation. Struggling against the bonds, Cersei was about to scream for help when she heard footsteps behind her. Before she could react, a blindfold was pulled down over her eyes, blinding her once more and giving her captor free, anonymous access to her body, "I swear to the old gods and the new, if you don't let me down, I'll have you paraded through the streets like the common whore you are!"
A slight chuckle echoed around the room as her captor strode in front of her. Cersei couldn't see, but if the blindfold wasn't on, she'd be met with the grinning, cheeky smile of Arya Stark. Watching the queen struggle against her bonds, Arya strutted around, admiring the woman's naked body. The last time she and the queen had been naked together was when she was roughly tormented by Cersei and her strap-on. Such fond memories inspired Arya to enact some revenge. Upon her arrival at King's Landing, she started to plan, gathering the toys and equipment that was laid on a table nearby, all for use on torturing the queen through pleasure.
As to how, Arya secured the queen herself, she made a few friends. Needless to say, the people of King's landing were horny lechers, looking to get their rocks off at any given provocation. All she had to do was bat her eyelids, try to act as feminine as possible and suck a few cocks to garner enough favours to get the queen alone in a dungeon and naked. That and the promise that a few of her cohorts would have full access to the queen once Arya was done with her torment, a torment she was sure to revel in.
Already naked, Arya had a few ideas as to where to start. Ignoring the queen's outbursts and furious threats, Arya ran her fingers along the table of toys, her hand settling on a rather traditional beginning. Plucking a small paddle, she went around to the queen's bum, a rather round and fleshy behind, quite pleasing to look at. Arya's pussy was slick and wet, ready for pleasure, but she wanted to savour her revenge. She had brought a small stool with her, considering she was a little smaller than the queen. Standing atop it, she looked over the queen's back, watching as Cersei was looking around blindly for her captor, unawares of where she was until Arya's first strike.
Lifting the paddle, Arya struck the queen's bum, watching with glee as her fleshy cheeks bounced and jiggled in response, a bright red mark rising from her skin. Watching her arse settle, Arya heard Cersei opening her lips to protest, only to be silenced by another spank, this one of the other cheek evening out the burning red marks. Grunting in pain, Cersei felt her entire body shift forwards slightly with each spank, her skin flaring up and burning as the wooden panel slapped her again and again and again.
Arya relished the way that her bum jiggled and bounced. The queen had such a plump and round arse that it moved deliciously. She had noticed it in the Queen's day to day business, her bum always swaying and bouncing wherever she walked, yet always looking so perfectly formed beneath her dresses. Unveiled it was even sweeter. Spanking her again and again, Arya ran her small hands across the queen's cheeks, gently massaging her bum before striking again, the red marks growing brighter and deeper with each powerful spank, Cersei's tolerance for pain slowly being broken down.
Dropping the paddle, Arya resorted to her hands wanting to feel the queen's arse cheeks bounce and jiggle first hand. Lifting them both at once, she slapped both cheeks, watching them bounce and crash against one another, the queen's asshole, slightly agape and winking at her. Arya wanted to plunge a thick, hard object deep into that hole, but held herself back, continuing to spank the queen waiting for that one delicious sound. Spank after spank, the queen's plump bum was decorated with red marks, handprints starting to grow bolder and stronger on her behind, as Arya didn't let up. Slapping her hard one last time, Arya was finally given the sweet sound she desperately wanted to hear. A timid, whelp of submission slipped from between the queen's lips before turning back to a stern grimace.
Grinning wildly as she heard the queen's whimper, Arya moved on with the evening of pleasure. Crossing over to the table, she couldn't help but notice the queen's untouched breast, so soft and pillowy swaying beneath her. Picking up a small pair of metal clamps, she gently rubbed the queen's nipples, forcing Cersei to stifle a pleasured moan as her mysterious captor pleased one of her most sensitive areas. Making sure, each nipple was erect, Arya lifted the cold metal clamps to her sensitive nubs, clamping them down on them.
It wasn't painful, but incredibly uncomfortable for Cersei as she breathed sharply in. The pain was just about to come as Arya plucked a matching metal chain from the table and connected the two clamps, the small miniscule weight of the chain, pulling her nipples slightly downwards. Taking a small metal measuring weight, Arya hung it on the chain that connected the two nipples, the added tension pulling her breasts downwards, pulling and tugging softly on her nipples. Again, not entirely painful, but becoming progressively more uncomfortable.
Stomaching through that Cersei kept her tongue quiet, knowing that it would do no good. She didn't want to give whoever was doing this to her the satisfaction. Smirking, Arya walked back to the table and admired the various toys she raided from the queen's quarters. Sneaking up to queen's bedchamber, she bribed the guards with a flash of her goods before ducking inside. Exploring Cersei's bedroom, she found a vast collection of phallic toys, designed after the male genitalia, obviously hand crafted for her own personal pleasure. There were varying sizes, ranging from small and dainty, to obscenely ludicrous. Having pocketed a handful, she now had them lain before her all for her pleasure and Cersei's displeasure.
Plucking an eight-inch toy, made from black onyx, polished and smoothed perfectly, Arya dropped it between her own legs, not in a hurry to torture Cersei. The weight suspended on the chain was in charge of that front, slowly becoming more cumbersome as time went on. Gently rubbing the toy along her own folds, Arya debated getting herself off briefly before returning to Cersei, but decided that she had plenty of time to do that later. Treating herself to one sumptuous thrust from the toy, Arya plunged the tip deep into her pussy, stifling a loud moan as she was filled to the brim with delicious pleasure. Oh, how she missed cock.
Taking the eight inch one and a deliciously long twelve inch one made of varnished and sealed mahogany, Arya crossed around to the queen's shapely bum and was faced with quite the dilemma. Two holes, two cocks. But which goes in which. Deciding to be lenient (at first) Arya dropped the eight inch one and slid it back into her own pussy, holding it there until she needed it, savouring the pleasure of having an albeit fake cock lodged inside her tight, warm, wet pussy. Handing the massive twelve incher in her hands, she angled it so that the tip was in line with Cersei's pussy, ready to pry her sumptuous wet folds apart.
Resting the tip of the cock against Cersei's folds, Arya watched as the wooden tip pried the queen's glossy hole apart, slowly resting against her entrance. Breathing in sharply, Cersei gritted her teeth, knowing what was about to come. She had taken that specific toy inside her before, but she was more worried about letting a moan escape her lips. Slowly, the cock slid forwards, finding her entrance and easily gliding inside. Arya's eyes widened as the queen's slick wet pussy accepted the cock with ease, almost eagerly. Spreading wider and wider, her pussy lips enveloped half the shaft without the queen even making a sound.
Grunting as she hit the half way mark, Cersei rolled her eyes closed, pleasure flooding her body. She couldn't help it. Having such a thick, meaty cock slid inside felt incredible. The way it spread her lips wider and wider, her pussy soaking the dildo, making it slicker and slicker, each inch arousing her more and more. Slowly, Arya eased more and more of the shaft into her, in awe at how easy it was. It almost didn't even make a dent in the queen's cunt, making Arya chuckle. If only the entirety of King's Landing could see how used and loose their precious queen's pussy was. That would give them a clearer picture of how fucked the Royal family was.
Pushing the last inch inside the queen, Arya received a grunt. Not of pleasure, but of annoyance. The queen's lips were pressed tightly together as if she was fighting a moan that was brimming on the edge of her tongue. Seeing this, Arya decided that she wanted that moan. Slowly, she began to ease the dildo in and out of the queen's pussy, the slick slapping sounds of the toy fucking her beginning to fill the room. Nothing, but subdued grunts left the queen's lips, even as Arya sped her movements up, sliding it in and out faster and faster. Pulling it all the way back until on the tip remained, Arya lifted her free hand and sharply spanked the queen's bum before sliding the cock back inside he with one swift and steady movement.
The queen's mouth fell open as she was split apart. She could handle the shaft, but not at that speed. When she used it before, she gently bounced up and down only moving an inch or two in and out, but now Arya was sliding the entire length deep inside her without letting up. Cersei gritted her teeth waiting for that last inch to push inside her, spearing her on the tip of the cock and as the tip of the dildo hit the bottom of her pussy, the last inch plundering her royal depths, Cersei's mouth fell open, a deep, lusty moan of pleasure dripping from her tongue, "Oh fuck yeah…" Smiling as she received her first moan of appreciation, Arya left the dildo lodged in Cersei's cunt, dropping her hand down between her own legs and plucking the onyx eight-inch cock from her own pussy, moaning as she drew it back out of her lips. Kissing the tip, she savoured her own taste before lifting the tip up to the queen's ass, her bum slightly agape considering that was her preferred entrance. Slowly, but surely Arya pushed the tip of the cock into her ass, the queen's bum eagerly swallowing the shaft. It was like a knife through butter. Pushing the entire cock deep into Cersei's arse, she received another moan, the queen no longer able to hold them back, her body flooded with too many delicious sensations.
Pumping the cock a few more times into Cersei's arse, she pushed it as deep as she could before leaving it, smiling proudly as she watched the queen's holes stretch and flex to accommodate her choices of cocks. Dropping down of the stool, Arya walked around to the queen's mouth, watching happily as her lips were permanently open, moaning softly. Reaching down to the chain, Arya lifted the weight away, the queen groaning in relief as the pain discomfort was relieved. Unbeknownst to her, Arya plucked a heavier weight from the table and hung it on the chain, her nipples being pulled painfully downwards. Not immensely so, but if she left it on for as long as she did the previous one, Cersei's nipples would definitely be a lot redder.
The pleasure that Arya felt from using the dildo on herself prompted her to seek out her orgasm. She already knew what she was going to do to finish her time with the queen, but before she started on that, Arya wanted to cum. Taking her stool, she brought it around to the queen's head and stood level with her open mouth. Grabbing the queen's lush golden hair, Arya jerked her defenceless head backwards painfully, causing the queen to gasp sharply. Grinning wildly, Arya shuffled forwards slightly so that her pussy was in licking distance for the queen.
Wrapping her hand through the queen's hair, she guided Cersei's head down to her small, slick pussy, pressing the queen's lips against her dripping wet pussy, moaning loudly as the queen instinctively started to lap at her delicious folds. Moaning, Arya ground Cersei's face against her pussy, using her queenly features to illicit her pleasure. Pulling her tongue back into her mouth, Cersei grimaced into her pussy, having her lips and nose rubbed against a slick cunt, grunting uncontrollably as the mysterious small girl gyrated against her. Closing her eyes, Arya angled herself so that Cersei's nose was pressed against her clit. Circling her hips, she massaged her clit with the queen's nose, her lips pressed snugly in amongst her pussy.
Wanting a little more tongue action, Arya leant across the queen and spanked her sharply, causing her ass to jump, the dildos buried inside her shifting slightly, bringing a moan to Cersei's lips. Parting her lips, she pushed her tongue out instinctively, lodging the wriggling muscle deep into Arya's pussy, causing the young girl to moan loudly, stopping her movements and savouring the sensation of being licked out by the queen. Rolling her eyes, Cersei conceded, realising that she wouldn't be content until she came. Wanting to get this over and done with, she danced her tongue across the woman's folds, exploring every admittedly delicious inch of the girl's sopping wet cunt.
Holding her position, Arya let the queen do her thing, relishing the fact she had slowly come around. She was skilled as well. Arya assumed the queen was strictly cock only, but was pleased to discover her delicate royal tongue was deliciously skilled at licking pussy. Adjusting her head, she found Arya's clit, taking the sensitive morsel of flesh in between her lips and gently suckling on it, her tongue dancing back and forth across the sensitive nub, causing Arya to moan louder and louder, not even worrying about the queen recognising her pleasured moans. It wasn't like the queen had heard her pleasure sounds before considering their last encounter was mostly grunts and uncomfortable groans. Holding the queen's hair, Arya felt herself on the verge of an orgasm, the queen's darting and skilled tongue bringing her closer and closer to cumming. Dipping her tongue back into Arya's folds, she plunged the wriggling muscle deep into her cunt, finally pushing her over the edge.
Pleasure surged through Arya's body as she began to spasm and writhe in place, long continuous moans dribbling out of her mouth. Her grip on Cersei's head tightened as she rode down her orgasm, holding the queen in place and gently grinding her pussy up and down as the pleasure began to subside. Sighing, Arya opened her eyes pulling away from the queen and giving her a chance to breath, her face smeared with her juices from her eager devouring of her pussy. Breathing heavily, the queen was at a loss for words, the weight pulling her tits down starting to hurt a lot more.
Having gotten her fill of pleasure, Arya decided that the queen had earned her finale. Plucking the weight from the chained, Arya grinned as she hung an even heavier weight that pulled her breasts downwards painfully, causing the queen to grunt painfully as she grimaced, the words she was about to spout getting silenced as she tried to cope with the pain. Walking over to the table, Arya picked up the strapon the queen had so lovingly used upon her as punishment for what happened with Joffrey. Sliding her legs into the harness, Arya tightened it considerably more than usual, adjusting it so that the thick heavy cock hung well on her body, ready to make the queen cum.
Setting her stool back in place behind the queen, Arya stepped up to Cersei's arse, leaving her pussy alone and moving straight to her queenly bum. Debating whether or not she should remove the dildo already lodged inside her, Arya decided against it, wanting the queen to have as much 'pleasure' as she could possibly give. Wanting to properly return the favour that the queen so diligently gave her, Arya forewent any lubrication wanting the experience to be identical to the one Cersei gave her. Minus the chains and the other dildos and the weight attached to her tits.
Pressing the tip snugly against Cersei's arsehole, Arya grinned as her hole stretched to accommodate the fat tip of her strapon. As soon as her arse gave away to the tip, Arya wrapped her hands around Cersei's hips and slammed forwards, burying the entire length deep into the queen's rectum, causing her to gasp loudly. Ignoring the urge to berate the queen as she did to her, Arya began to slide in and out, not bothering to ease the queen into it, instead stretching and pounding her royal arse as payback for pain she gave her. Admittedly, Cersei was kind enough to ease the cock in on the first stroke, but Arya wasn't feeling nearly as charitable.
Building up a swift, hard and deep rhythm, Arya filled the room with the slap of the queen's arse colliding with her hips, her cock plunging deeper and deeper into her shapely arse. Each thrust set her cheeks jiggling from the impact, deep, throaty moans coming from Cersei's lips as she bit her lip, trying to curb the pain and pleasure that was coursing through her body. Each deep thrust made her grunt, her body having a brief spark of pleasure before dipping back into pain. Her pussy was starting to grow tired from holding the large dildo inside her and her arse ached from her spanking. Combined with her bum being stretched by two sizable shafts and the weight pulling painfully on her breasts meaning that Cersei was struggling to keep a level head.
Her thighs were growing slicker and slicker as her pussy leaked, her orgasm building, but all the pleasure being swiftly clouded by the pain, grunts filling the room as opposed to pleasure as she was rutted against like a dog. Suddenly, she felt her arse sting sharply again as the little whore standing behind her lifted her hands and spanked her red raw ass cheeks yet again, the pain amplified by the tenderness of her cheeks, the girl's hand prints burned into her skin. Shuddering, Cersei felt her orgasm flood her body, but barely felt any of the pleasure, her body simply shaking, her pussy spasming and arse clenching, but not enough to make Arya stop.
Arya was falling in love with the strapon. It looked enormous on her small body, but was so deliciously naughty. She felt powerful wearing it. She had the most powerful woman in the kingdom speared on it and she loved it. Sliding it in and out, she spanked her again and again, simply enjoying being dominant. When she had had sex before she was always bent over and used as a hole, but with her new appendage, she was in charge. Plunging her cock one more time into the queen, she gave her a playful spank before pulling her cock out and clambering down from the stool. She considered removing all her 'additions' to the queen, but decided to leave them there for the enjoyment of whomever used her next.
Arya had no intention of freeing her. The queen had made her life a misery and sure, it was a drastic step, but the queen was the most famous slut in all the land. She'd be able to take anything in her stride. Opening the door, Arya ducked into the shadows, sneaking back to her quarters completely naked, but with her new favourite toy strapped to her waist and ready for fun.
