Game of Thrones: Loves Many Trials

Chapter 33 of my Game of Thrones story, here we go, this is where things begin to take a dark turn.

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

Chapter 33

Jamie couldn't help but smile as he and Meera parted. They were hanging out at his place and had been spending time gaming together. He had been surprised to find her so eager to join him with his gaming.

'She of course reminded me that her brother is a massive gamer...Bran too.' He recalled.

He was even more amazed when she offered to help him when he got stuck on one of his games. Shortly afterwards, they sort of forgot about the games. It started small, they had been sitting next to each other when Meera moved closer to him, then, before either of them knew it, they had gone from him simply kissing her cheek, to kissing deeply, to a full on make-out.

"Gods, that was..." She gasped, grinning.

"I...Yeah." Was all he could manage in response as they both straightened up.

He bit his lip, her clothing, a pair of black jeans and a green tank-top were rumpled, her hair mussed, her cheeks red, but she still looked beautiful.

Laughing lightly Meera replied. "I, I really enjoyed it but, but I was hoping we might..."

"Wait?" Jamie asked. "Yeah, I was, gonna say, that myself."

Nodding Meera began fixing her clothes. "Um, well, this was fun but..."

Jamie stood, smiling. "I know, I know, you should probably head home, I'll see you tomorrow, huh?"

"Sure." She replied; grinning.

With both of them still happy and enjoying memories of their happy time spent together, Meera pulled on her green flats and short denim jacket before saying goodbye. They kissed again and she left Jamie's home.

It was early evening and she knew she would be back in time for dinner. It was a lovely evening and, since her car was out of gas, she took a taxi to get here wanting to surprise Jamie, she decided to walk home. She did so, smiling as she observed her surroundings, taking a shortcut through the park near Jamie's home.

'It was nice to spend time with him, a chance to escape all our worries and, and fears.' She thought. 'I'm almost scared to check my phone, in case that...beast was harassing me still.'

She cringed, shuddering with revulsion at the thought of Ramsay. She also remembered Myranda threatening her in school yesterday, it was pathetic, the girl actually thought she wanted anything to do with that creature. She had even said as much, leaving Myranda outraged.

She shook her head, clearing her thoughts. 'What is wrong with me, stop that. I just spent a wonderful evening with Jamie, I'm going home for dinner with my family. I will not spoil it with these thoughts.'

Reassuring herself she exited the park and continued on her way. There was nobody about, but that didn't worry her. At least not until she passed an alleyway and suddenly she was grabbed and dragged into it.

"Hey, what the fu-MRUGH!?" She cried out silenced by a hand clamping over her mouth.

She struggled frantically until she was held still and froze in shock, for there, in front of her, was Ramsay.

She realized right away those holding her were his goons. She tried to struggle but it was no use.

"Finally." He remarked. "I am getting fed up with your stupidity girl. You should have replied, I'm fed up with you cheating on me with that pathetic loser...You are mine, MINE!"

With that Meera cried out, her mouth freed, as he punched her in the stomach. She was thrown onto the ground and, before she could get up, or even try to fight back, Ramsay gave the order and his goons got to work and began beating her, the pain overwhelmed her before she could even put up a defence.

"This is what you deserve, bitch!" Ramsay snarled at her. "You think you can play with my feelings, lead me on and then ditch me, you are mine and now...we're going to teach you a real lesson."

The beating stopped; Meera grimaced and lifted her head. "Fuck you..."

She spat and Ramsay yanked her up by her hair. "You will respect me, slut."

With that she froze in horror as he suddenly pulled a knife.

"No..." She whispered.

But he didn't intend to harm her with it, only humiliate her as, before she could stop him he had his goons tear away her jacket, her flats had been kicked off in her struggles and, using the knife and their hands, Ramsay and his goons, ignoring her screaming and pleading, stripped off her clothes until she was in just her red lace edged panties and matching bra.

Blushing furiously she screamed. "STOP!"

He slapped her. "Shut up!"

Then he approached again as the goons held her, she closed her eyes, tears stinging them as he got to work.

She heard the laughter, shivered at the chill biting into her bare skin. She knew what Ramsay had done and sure enough, when she opened her eyes, she was naked. He had cut off her panties and bra and handed the remains to his goons.

At once she felt her bra being used to bind her wrists, tying her hands behind her back.

"Such...lovely underwear for a girl like you." Ramsay taunted. "So, you wanted that loser's dick, but dared refuse mine. Well, that's not gonna happen."

"No I..." She tried to cry out, only to be hit again.

Ramsay continued. "Well, since you're so eager to spread your legs...I guess for once I can share. Let's go boys, time to have fun with this whore."

"NO! YOU CAN-MRUGH!" She cried, silenced by her panties being stuffed roughly into her mouth.

As she was forced down onto the ground, Ramsay smirked. "That'll shut you up slut, boys, make sure those panties only come out of her mouth when her mouth is needed for a dick, got it."

They all laughed, Meera screamed in dismay into her gag, but it was no use and her screams became screams of agony as Ramsay forced himself inside her, robbing her of her virginity.

She struggled and cried, whimpering into her gag. Then a fresh scream, which nearly tore at her throat as a sharper pain invaded her, she was being anally raped now too.

'No, please Gods no, anything but this, make it stop, someone...anyone, help me...'

Her thoughts and prayers went unanswered as her panties were removed from her mouth, only for her gang-rape to be complete as she nearly choked on the thug's manhood being shoved in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.

'Jamie.'

That was her last thought before the pain of her gang-rape consumed her.

Elsewhere, lying in wait, a group of men were stationed in a dark van, on a deserted street. They were all clad in black and waiting for someone.

"This is the place we were told." One commented. "Just gotta wait now."

Another replied. "How long until this bitch gets here?"

"No idea, just wait." Another replied.

The fourth commented. "Remember, we're getting paid big money for this, so stop complaining and let's do our job."

They settled in to wait, barely five minutes went by however before their target appeared.

"There she is." The leader said.

They all quickly got ready. Unaware of them waiting, Sansa Stark smiled to herself as she continued her evening jog. She always went jogging before dinner, mostly to stay fit, but also she found it helped her appetite.

She was unaware of the men in the dark van leering at her, admiring her body, her curves, all of which were hardly concealed in her grey yoga pants, blue sports, bra white ankle socks and simple black sneakers.

She was so focused on her joy she went right past the van without even registering it, which was a big mistake, for at that moment, two of the men inside leapt out and grabbed her.

"Hey, wh-MRUGH…!" She cried out, before being silenced.

"You're coming with us girlie." One of them commented.

Another laughed. "Yeah, deep breaths now."

As they spoke they dragged the struggling, kicking Sansa towards the van. She felt herself growing weaker as she tried to scream through the rag they clamped over her mouth and nose.

She caught a hint of some strange smell coming from the rag before all fight left her body. The last thing she saw was the van door closing, trapping her before she blacked out.

End of chapter, part of Joffrey's and all of Ramsay's sick plans have been played, now we can only wait and see what happens next, read and review please.