The Negotiation (Game of Throne/Multi)
Disclaimer
I don't own Game of Thrones or any of the video games, anime, movies, comics, cartoons, TV shows used in this non-profit story. Please support the official release of the individual fandoms.
Author Notice
This story is shamelessly smut/porn with little to no plot but nominal plot of Jon diplomatic mission with other nations from other fandoms which's an excuse for me to write porn.
Jon in this fic is tall (6'5) and muscular, not short and lean in GOT or ASOIAF. He'll be a bit darker and aggressive in this story but still a noble and heroic guy, just not a total wimpy beta loser. The reason for the difference between canon appearance and my version of him: because it is one of my fetishes.
Summary
As Jonoegon "Jon" Targaryen finds himself acting as representative of the Kingdom of Westeros between the visiting nations. Read on as the White Wolf of Westeros negotiated with each of the nation representatives from the Land of Tamriel to Land of Thedas and beyond.
Chapter Summary
Needless to say, Ciri and Yennefer underestimated the sheer power of absolute magnetic charisma, the raw domineering willpower, and his extreme sexual potency of the White Wolf when they tried their plan to seduce Jon to take advantage of him. Now, they're a pair of broken, submissive bitches to the White Wolf of Westeros.
Theme
Dom/Sub, Big Cock, Worship Kink - Cock Worship, M/F/F Threesome, Seduction, Power Play, Mind Break, Slutty Sex, Humilation, Rough Sex. More tags be added throughout the story
The Negotiation (Game of Throne/Multi)
Chapter One: The Diplomatic Seduction of Empress of Space and Time and Court Mage of War, The Term of Respect and Submission (Yennefer of Vengerberg & Empress Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon) (The Witcher)
On their knees, thick deluge of Northmen seed leaking out of their ass and pussy, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon better known as Ciri and Yennefer of Vengerberg, empress and court mage of Nilfgaard, wondered how did it come to this? How it went so wrong, but so right.
Ciri and Yennefer looked up into the face of the Westeros representative, his rugged yet beautiful stoic face, radiating charm and beauty. His smile, sharp and wild, more like a predator knowing of it superior strength and his power of dominance over them.
Naked the day of his nameday. Lean of figure, but bountiful of the large hardened warrior muscles and the collection of old rugged scars and sharpness of manhood and masculinity.
Their eyes roamed from his incredibly tall lean-broad frame to his cock. Big and thick and long, riddled with thick pulsing veins and long enough to be comparable to their forearm. Still hard, soaked with mixed sexual fluids and had lipstick rings on the base of the cock.
"Do you two wish to have a further discussion?" Asked Jon, his deep smooth baritone voice, thick with the northern brogue, his tone of speech, calm and even yet strong and commanding, with a powerful cadence of authority and dominance.
Ciri and Yennefer shuddered. His smooth and powerful voice is like sexual dominance. Able to make them experience a strong if subtle orgasmic reaction. Ciri and Yennefer, both are headstrong and willful pair of women, look at him in complete and utter submission and obedience.
"Yes Sir…" Said Ciri and Yennefer getting in a position of submission, their ass up in the air and their lips kissing the large feet of the conqueror of lust in subservience.
The Northern Valyrian-Born smiled.
"Good girl…"
…
…
…
…
…
…
Location: Nilfgaard + Imperial Palace + Garden
Time: 9:25 AM
…
…
…
Empress Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon gazed in complete and total shock at her mother figure for a few uncountable minutes before shaking her head in bafflement and bewilderment.
"You are fucking serious about this?"
The sharp, gorgeous violet eyes stare at the younger woman with a hard, intense gaze.
"I am not 'fucking' with you. I am quite dead serious about this." She said to her daughter-all-but-name in a calm, icy and collected voice. "I've heard much about this man, Jonoegon Targaryen, the White Wolf, is known as a prolific womanizer filled with carnal lusts at heart. And I safely say we can use this to our advantage."
Ciri stares at the cold, beautiful indomitable eyes of Yennefer of Vengerberg, her current Court Mage in her court.
"In short, you decided that we should lower ourselves in seducing this perverted womanizer into giving us more beneficial terms. Be a pair of whores, loaning our body to the White Wolf. Sounds like a marvelous idea to me." Said Ciri in a thick tone of sarcasm, crossing her small but firm breasts with a deadpan glare.
Yennefer returned the glare with a piercing look. "I don't like it as much as you do," She admitted. "I would rather just use my magic to beguiled him into being more open-minded to our suggestions. But I am savvy enough to see that'll reflect very badly on Nilfgaard."
Ciri hummed in a bitter note as she agreed with her. Using magic on a popular and influential figure of Westeros would end quite badly for them. Maybe to a point they'll refuse to be treated with them.
Ciri felt a small, strong hand touch her shoulder in a gentle, if firm grip and the Empress looked up and saw the softening expression on the beautiful, aristocratic face of her adopted mother. Her remarkable violet eyes, swirling with warmth and affection, are little fierceness and wisdom of a woman who has seen and did everything in her long life.
"My daughter," She started in a slow tone. "You don't have to do much in this scandalous plan. Just let me handle him and his illicit perversion when he succumbs to this plan of mine. He's no matched to my beauty and charm" The beautiful sorceress said with a grim tone, but a strong confident smirk.
Ciri nodded in agreement with her mother. Even as she had grown into a tall, beautiful and vibrant woman of her own right. Her mother is in a class of her own. With flowing raven locks, bright shimmering violet eyes, a petite but strong figure with a figure, balance in sensual curviness and robust athleticism that had more than turned a few heads in her direction. Plus, with the sizable collection of tight, elegant and beautiful dresses and gown that showcased her well-built beautiful form and fairly sizable delectable bosoms. And her forceful, elegant and sensual demeanor
In short, she's a perfect fit in seducing the White Wolf of Westeros into giving them more than enough beneficial terms for Nilifgaard.
Even if it filled her with vileness and disgust in essentially whoring herself to the lecherous, perverted bastard of a man, a fiendish creature of lust and desires and debauchery hiding behind his titles and noble reputation and long lists of heroic deeds in Westeros.
"Look on the plus side, Ugly one," Yennefer cold visage formed into a mirthful expression, a wicked half-smirk on her soft pink lips. "I've heard that the White Wolf is quite the handsome, clean and comely young man around your age. Like a "fair fairytale maiden", prettier than most of the girls around him. Including you. Which makes this plan more tolerable for me and you" The Court Mage said to the young Empress of Nilifgaard.
She rolled her attractive emerald green eyes in sardonic mirth.
"Good to know that the perverted womanizer is handsome and comely like a "fair fairytale maiden"." She said in a thick and heavy tone of sarcasm. Her sharp, gorgeous, resolute emerald-green eyes, brimming with mirth and resignation.
The Court Mage flashed her a wide, cutting smile. Sharp and predatory, all dangerous and predatory like a fierce and powerful apex predator of the night.
"Even though he is a handsome man. He still is a man more concerned with wetting his dick than using his mind," She took her hand off her adopted daughter and took a brief moment to gaze out the garden with a supreme look of confidence and assurance on her near-perfect face. "This'll be nothing but a walk in the park for you and me."
Ciri nodded. Yet, for unknown reason, she had a strong feeling that it wouldn't be so easy as claimed by her court mage/adopted mother. A growing sense of dread and doom in her mind and soul, as she stared down at her lap with an inexpressive yet troubled look on her beautiful, scarred face.
She had such a bad feeling about this…
Unbeknownst to her, had no idea how right she was. Nor how she and Yennefer would go down into the pit of depravity and debauchery.
…
…
…
Location: Nilfgaard + Imperial Palace + The Emperor's Apartment
Timeskip: Several Hours Later
…
…
…
"I think we've come to a complete agreement."
"GAGHK~! GAGHK~! GAGHK~! GAGHK~!"
"You are quite the good cocksucker, are you Lady Yennefer?" Jonoegon "Jon" Targaryen the White Wolf said, a charming but predatory smile on his fine-yet-rugged visage. His thick, pulsing cock in the mouth of Court Mage Yennefer of Vengerberg, while the Empress of Nilfgaard was squirming in his strong grasp, his strong masculine hand mauled the small but beautiful breast of the empress.
The sharp, attractive violet eyes stared up at the dark gray eyes, hearts of need and lust in her pupils, as she bobbed her head up and down on the mighty length of the Dragonwolf of Westeros with the perfect balance of skills and passion.
The handsome Dragonwolf chuckles, a deep mirthful baritone ripples across the empress and court mage from the smooth and mesmerizing cadence. He grinned like that of an alpha direwolf and the confidence and charisma of a king of dragons. His eyes honed on the delicious tits out of the elegant, yet sensual raven-black dress that were gone and tossed to the side, revealing the petite but well-toned yet curvaceous figure, wide childbearing hips, lean waspish waist and a pair of fairly sizeable C-cups breasts that were begging to be sucked off like a cow.
Meanwhile, with Ciri who seated next to the black-haired, handsome foregin representative watches as her mother, a woman who was sharp-tongued and indomitable in pride and determination, a woman who doesn't bow to no one but her own rule and mind…was acting like a complete and utter slut to Lord Jon the White Wolf, a man who irresistibly rugged and commanding and powerful and handsome to the brim. Like a mixture of a "Romantic Fairytale Prince" and a "Northern Warrior King" coming to her empire with a strong sense of confidence and the claiming of both her and Yennefer as his prize, a spoil of conquest and victory of dominance over her and the Empire of Nilfgaard.
Her authority and power means little to him. It irked her as much as it turned her on.
"W-What…d-did you do t-to her?"
The raven-haired northmen looked over at the ashen-haired beauty, Jon raises a eyebrow at her question, as he slides his large hand down ass, lifted the shirt and touched the fair skin of the ashen-blonde beau. His muscular fingers sinks into the toned but huge arse directly, feeling the fat muscles of her well-toned but fat heart-shaped ass. He gives her a wicked, feral smirk.
"Nothing. I did nothing to her…it's all me. My charisma and attractiveness did the job in turning Lady Yennefer into quite the horny, needy slut."
Ciri gawked at the tall, ebony-haired, gray-eyed. Trying to see any falsehood or sense any enchantment or any similar from…and to her bafflement and disbelief, sense nothing but truth from him and the sheer, overpowering, overwhelming raw magical power that was like irresistible catnip to her, as she flushes under the heavy pressure and might of the stoic yet smiling face of the gorgeous hunk of a man.
"I-Impossible…It's just impossible…" She stammered her denial as she stared at the older mature woman still choking on the burly muscular cock.
"It's the truth. You can deny all you want but it is nothing but the complete and utter truth, Your Excellency." Jon said in a serene but deep tone of calmness and warmth. His dark gray eyes, the eyes of the North stare hard and long into her shimmering, smokey green eyes.
The beautiful, and quite frankly intimidating and commanding gaze radiating from his cold, penetrating dark gray eyes made her feel weak and hot under her gown, her nipples hardened and her cunt dripping with lust and neediness.
"You—Mmmh~!" Her lips were sealed by Jon lips in a deep, extremely passionate, tongue-filled kiss as the White Wolf utterly and effortlessly dominated her lips in extreme passion and power and skills.
Ciri's emerald green eyes fluttered as she was unable to fight back, almost immediately submitting herself to the domineering, bold and supremely confident man as she drowned herself in the sweet embrace of fervor of the incredible make out session.
Jon instinctively knew that the empress submitted down to his sheer force of forceful will, he enjoyed the submission as he gropes and squeezes her ass to his heart's content. The ravenette was somewhat more difficult but she's ultimately was already his the moment he set his eyes on her, she just didn't realize it yet, and she is sucking off his cock like a wanton whore, far from the cold and haughty sorceress he saw.
This woman had thought he was a simple-minded womanizer thinking more on his cock than his mind. He'd shown her the error of her foolishness when she and Ciri tried to enact their plan of seduction and manipulation toward him. But, he's far more dangerous and willful than either of them thought.
Just like he tamed his aunt, Daenerys and his cousin, Sansa and other ambitious, haughty women who thought he was easy to control and manipulated like a puppet on a string. Yet, he had all of them broken and submissive by his cock and the near-endless session of fuckery with him by the time he is finished with them.
And Lady Yennefer of Court Mage of the Court of Empress Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, with all of her raw arrogance and aristocratic condescension and underestimation of him, had irked him greatly and he had to make it so sweeter when he turn her prideful arrogance and aloof condescension against when she attempt to seduce him into controlling him, to take a advantage of him as if he is little more than a tamed dog to be control and amuse herself with.
His amusement, turning the haughty pair of sluts into mewling bitches as the mature ravenette whore gobbles down on his immense girth, while he gropes and squeezes the tight yet plush figure of the ashen-haired woman next time. Exudes up a kingly aura of power and control, a sharp wolfish grin on his refined-yet-masculine face.
He pulled back, leaving trails of saliva attached to the supple lips of Ciri who gazed at him with a fiery, smoldering yet meek gaze of lust.
"You're truly beautiful. I am glad to visit your homeland for a chance with you."
That taunting flirt is all the green-eyed, ashen blonde-haired woman whimpering as she shamelessly and explosively came like a fireball casted by a powerful but dangerously unstable pyromaniac. Her absolute submission and subservience is quite pleasing to the Direwolf with the Heart of Dragon of Old Valyria.
Honestly, he's glad he had been chosen to act as representative for the Kingdom of Westeros, more opportunities in partaking on his insatiable carnal urges on the bountiful feast of beautiful virgin maiden and sensual women, all of them whether highborn or small folks, without a single exception will submit to his cock.
Memories of beautiful violet and deep blue eyes flashed in his mind. As well as the soft, nubile figure, hot and burning up in desires and lust.
He chuckles out a wolfish growl, pulling Yennefer lips off of his cock with a sloppy "pop" and pulling his other hand off of Ciri who whimpers in disappointment and neediness. Jon drags up from her knees and to her feet.
"Get on, cunt. Ride my cock. Now."
The smooth and heavy dominance of the handsome man's voice caused Yennefer and Ciri to come. Their faces, red and flustered in heat and desire. More so for Yennefet who was increasingly more turned on by the sheer density and strength of the incredible magical power exuded by the Northman Valyrian.
"A-As your wish…." Said Yennefer in an uncharacteristically subdued tone as she climbed on top of the lap with her well-defined and slim, but buxom and incredibly curvaceous figure bounces and jiggles and shivers in arousal. The gorgeous, well-endowed sorceress climbed on top of the handsome man, her moist love tunnel dripping with smolderingly hot ecstasy and desires, staining the gigantic, bulbous cocktip attached to the equally gigantic cock. She sinked herself onto the incredible dick with a guttural, piggish squeal that vividly contrasted the near-flawless good looks of the strong-willed and sharp-tongued sorceress.
A small whimper escaped from the confinement of the young empress lips as she saw her mother in all but blood and name bounces up and down on the lap of the dominant alpha male. Her perky bubble butt repeatedly slamming down on his lips, making wet erotic musics that moistened her cunt from the sound of the erotic siren song song by Yennefer whose face was warped in estacy and desires.
She was making an utter fool of herself, letting Ciri and Jon see how much of a silly slut she was, all due to irresistible magnetism and cock from the immensely tall, long-haired, smooth raven-haired, incredibly beefy, extremely musclebound hunk of a man who was smiling with a smug smile of extreme self-confidence and assurance, this smile belongs to utterly and supremely confident man whose is undoubtedly confident and comfortable with his sheer strength and raw masculinity.
And the brutish, handsome bastard didn't have to do anything else to Yennefer or her and yet managed to make their climaxes so incredibly shameful and explosive. His fiery aura exerted force and sexual domination as Ciri felt her cunt tightened up and spasming from his near immediate vicinity, and the overwhelming amount of power and influence he is exerting out like a tidal wave as she stared at the carnal scene between the representative and her court mage, all wishing it was her bounces on his lap and her cunt ruined and destroyed for any men usage and urges.
Jon turned his eyes away from the bouncing tits to Ciri where he gave her deep, blazing kiss once more, exerting his incredible dominance on the arouse empress of Nilfgaard who was puddle under his heated makeout, unable to resist his sheer prepotence radiating from this big, powerful, brutish, aggressive beast of a northern barbarian warlord.
Just like with Sansa, Daenerys and others. These two'll make a perfect sluts for his harem, forever indulging in his nigh-inexhaustible primal urges and libido, as well of accepting their new leash in life as his breeders birthing the next generation of lords and ladies for House Targaryen. Nothing more than a pair of slutty breeders for the rest of their natural life.
His big weighty balls churns with the imminent approach of his orgasm, the Dragonwolf pulled away from Ciri who let out a cute pathetic whine. The Northern Dragon ignore her whine with stoic air of casual but domineering indifference, his two massive, strong bearlike on the big broad hips of the gorgeous court sorceress and slamming with all of his power and might, deep fucking in her deepest part of her cunt, bashing into her womb and using it like a fleshy meat-condom. Power and lust combined in one fine drink to sate his extreme insatiable thirst for sex and the total breaking of his delicous, delectable prey down to his will.
With all of the savage lust and sexual violence radiating from the beautiful, dominating, musclebound northern brute of a man, Yennefer's eyes widened in bliss and excitement at the overwhelming pressure and deep, rapid bashing of her womb from the massive, thick, muscular behemoth of a cock that forced her to feel each and every of the explosive orgasms that strings into one endless sequences of rapture and enjoyment. Her gorgeous violet orbs rolled back in the back of her head from the mind-blowing, sanity-shattering pleasure, and the rest of her face warped into incredibly aheago expression that horrified and aroused Ciri at seeing the warped pleasure on her mother/court mage visage who was near epitome of cold feminine power and dignity, but with the northman, she was little more than sex doll that act as a outlet for this big, beefy, hulking northern brute lust.
Watching this, and how she could do little to stop this but quickly and fiercely pleasure herself at the lewd scene between Jon and Yennefer with lust-filled emerald-green eyes. Panting and moaning like a pathetic bitch in heat as she stare at the dominant alpha male dominating the submissive, slutty whore like the apex sexual beast that the ruthlessly dominating, supremely conquering barbaric noble-born warlord he was.
And it was glorious to behold. An alpha beast, devoid of mercy or restraint. A creature of pure lust and seuxlas dominance. Forever dominate and breed any women who caught his sight and take them as his prize. No women, whether the women in question were born as lowborn commoners or the highborn of the noble class or royal blood women. As far she thought, all of them's future preys and imminent slave to this foreign northern-blood barbarian. Her mind conjured up imagine of this smug-smiling, dominating, charismatic, handsome, musclebound raven-haired foreigner sitting on her throne like a mighty barbarian king, with her and Yennefer as well as others kneeling by his side, naked the day of thier nameday, collared with slave collar on thier slim neck, as well of their lean stomach being full and heavily pregnant with his bastard as well of their fat, massive teats leaking milk on thier hard, erect nipples.
The image of her possible future with this man made her feel the god-fearing pleasure and excitement of the imminent breeding with this hyper-dominant and virile man. It made her cunt explode with an orgasmic eruption.
As if feeling the orgasmic eruption from the white-haired slut. The Dragonwolf of First Men and Old Blood snarled with a low-pitched, draconic wolf-esque growl, finally came inside the broken, fucked-stupid big-breasted sorceress, filling Court Mage Yennefer of Vengerberg with the thick, boiling deluge of cum, insemiating the woman with it baby-making batter and impregnated her in spite of the impossibly of impregnated her infertile womb. Yet, the last thought before darkness claimed her was how her wish of being mother was coming true, and her child would be born as a bastard-born child…and she doesn't mind it at all.
With a low dismissive grunt, Lord Jon the White Wolf tossed aside the inseminated woman to the side with a cool air of indifference exerted around him like a storm. He turned his sharp, predatory gray eyes on the empress with a blazing, sullen stare within the mesmerizing orbs. Even as he isn't said a word to her or make a action toward her, Ciri immediately and instinctively understand what he wants he want her to do, and almost tear off her elegant gown to the side and spread her legs, showing off her moist cunt to the dominating man who was more dragon and wolf than mortal man.
And she is next, as the large, beefy man is on top of her, more akin to a wolf cornering its prey ready to devour its meal than a mere mortal man. His piercing eyes blazing under his long eyelashes, staring at her eyes in sheer fierceness and lechery which made her shudder at the intensity of the gaze from the beautiful, well-built man.
She doesn't stare long enough in his eyes, when he inserted his colossal donkey-sized cock into her tight, slim cock, vastly expanded the inside of her cunt to better fit the size of his oversized monstrous beast-like cock.
The Empress of Nilfgaard, The Lion Cub of Cintra, The Lady of Space and Time, The Child of the Elder Blood emerald-green eyes rolled back in the back of her head as she was overwhelmed by the sheer size of this beastly man masculine sword. Far more than Yennefer, and quicker to boot. Experiencing quick succession of orgams in a single setting. A high-pitched, guttural moaning emitted from the beautiful empress lips as she felt him giving her cooch the brutal thrustings that broke Yennefer in supremely quick and ruthless efficiency.
All thanks to Jon fluffing her up and her own self-pleasure of her twat. Making it far easier to break her in a quick, relentless manner than he did with the cow-titited, fat-bottomed century-old cunt. His drive to dominate and breed was fierce and strong in him, as he fucked the ever hell out of the atheltic beauty with inhuman ruthlnessness and his iron will of domination. The North-Born Dragonwolf He growls and snarls that sounds like a mixture of an alpha direwolf of the First Men Kingdom of North and archdragon of Old Valyria. HIs big powerful hands on her small, well-built yet shapely frame, dwarfing over her in size and presence, exerting the overwhelming sensation of primal dominance and masculinity onto the royal-born woman who was aheagoing in repeated madness and pleasure.
After the innumerable orgasms exploding across Ciri mind and body, Jon finally grants the poor fucked-silly woman a moment of peace and mercy, cumming inside her with the torrential wave of thick, viscous seed in her womb. Load after load of cum poured deep into her womb, impregnated her with his bastard and turning her into his broodwhore just like he did with the court mage who was semi-conscious and blissed out of her mind.
After he finished with insemination inside the Empress. The White Wolf pulled out his cock and let the thick load of cum leaked out of the well-fucked tunnel and stained the elegant couch with a aura of confidence as he leaned back on the couch with a proud smile on his incredibly fair and beautiful, but tough and masculine face. His gray eyes, the proud and cold eyes of the north blazing with passion and confidence as he gaze at the empress and the court mage of Nilfgaard.
Chucking, deep and dark, the Wolf Lord slicked back his hair and grabbed hold of a wine pitcher to pour himself a tall glass of wine to sate his thirst.
"I'll give you two a moment of rest. Because I am far from being done with…'negotiation' with you two."
A shudder of fear and excitement runs in the heart of the two women. Knowing this is far from done. No by a long shot.
And…scene. Hope you like the overdue first chapter of "The Negotiation". A btich to work on, but I am decently proud of the chapter I wrote.
Please vote for two of my polls. One for the fate of story plotline (Strawpoll - NPgxkrbbon2) and the future chapter (Strawpoll BJnX4M99knv) of "The Negotiation". Also dropped off a prompt on your way.
Signed, Sandkings321