Sansa

Joffrey moved closer to her and looked down at her. The glance of his large green eyes was terrifying and intimidating. It looked like a real monster in disguise of a beautiful prince. Yes, even after all he had done she couldn't resist his looks and still think he is one of the most handsome in the Seven Kingdoms.

-I love you, my King- she replied quietly, trying to subtly free herself from Joffrey's arms.

In response, Joffrey only pulled her tighter and started biting her lips.

-My Sansa - he whispered in her ear and began to lick the lobe gently, biting lightly.

Sansa squealed in pain. Joffrey bit her harder and harder and then did the same to the skin on her neck. Despite the pain, Sansa felt warmth flowing from her lower abdomen. She knew Joffrey was a monster who constantly hurt her, but she had no other choice now. She tried to block her thoughts and go back to Winterfell, but suddenly she felt Joff grab her wrists tightly and pull her against the walls. He pressed her with the entire weight of his body as if he wanted to slam her into the wall. He kept biting her neck and looking into her eyes. He had an aggressive and predatory look, he looked as if he wanted to bite her whole and then eat her. Sansa involuntarily tried to break away from him or at least move away. She did it for her safety, his kisses became more and more insistent and painful, and he left marks on her skin.

Sansa felt trapped. Joffrey grabbed her by the waist and pulled her against him so tightly that she couldn't breathe. He then pushed her back into the wall and bit her neck so hard that she moaned loudly.

-Please..- a small tear appeared in her eyes. Joffrey ignored her, kissing her neck, biting the skin hard, and then licking her blood, licking her like a cookie, and then biting into her like a piece of meat. Sansa was almost shaking with pain, but she was afraid to speak. Suddenly he stopped and moved closer to her lips. She breathed a huge sigh of relief.

-Don't be afraid, little Sansa- Joffrey touched her cheeks again, and a small tear appeared on her cheeks. Joffrey wiped it off, smeared it on his bloody neck, then sucked it in with his mouth and tasted her blood again.

- You are so polite and good, how could you not love me? You couldn't, could you? He looked into her eyes again with that aggressive look. Sansa felt how terrifying person Joffrey Baratheon was and how much pleasure he derived from having someone dependent on him. He didn't like watching something die quickly, but he liked to observe when it happens slowly when his prey pleaded because of the fear of a quick death. Sansa was afraid of him but at the same time she felt how attractive he was, his touch was so refined and graceful, and his body resembled that of a young god, his face was perfectly sculpted. Sansa shouldn't feel that warmth there because of his touch after all. It's a monster. Sansa expected the worst, but she hoped that Joffrey would be scared that it was almost midnight and would let her out soon. Joffrey moved closer to her lips and began to kiss her hungrily, still pressing her against the wall. He forced his entire tongue into her mouth with all his strength, so much so that she almost choked on it. His hands held her wrists tightly as the weight of his body tried to almost pin her to the wall. He also pressed her entire face against the wall with his head and pushed his tongue deeper and deeper. Sansa began to choke slightly. Then Joffrey released her from his embrace and passionately bit her lips. He did it very greedily and looked at her as if she were a little lamb that he was about to hunt. Her eyes kept moving away from him, and he was chasing her. He didn't let her look away even for a moment. Sansa began to shake slightly in fear, the closeness of Joffrey's gaze frightened her greatly.

Sansa panicked when Joffrey pressed her against the wall harder and harder. She felt a tingling sensation throughout her body and felt like she couldn't control her shaking hands. Even her eyelid began to twitch, all the blood drained from her face and she turned slightly blue. Joffrey didn't seem to notice it, he continued to press her against the wall as if he wanted to drill a hole in the wall with her body. He bit into her with all his strength and rubbed his hardness against her. Sansa burst into uncontrollable sobbing as Joffrey began to unbutton his pants.

-Joffrey, please. Please, don't hurt me- Sansa sobbed helplessly. Joffrey grabbed her cheek roughly, wiping her tears with the sleeve of his shirt. He kissed her gently and passionately on the neck, giving her wet and passionate kisses. Her skin trembled, Sansa felt it good again, but she guessed that Joffrey was only doing it to get what he wanted. However, she hoped that the king wouldn't harm her. Sansa had heard from her septa that sometimes even one intercourse was enough for a woman to get pregnant. If she got pregnant now, it would look very bad. Besides, the king could accuse her of treason and have her beheaded. Sansa was very afraid, she started praying to the Seven Gods to stop Joffrey and she couldn't stop her hands from shaking. She felt how much the king's necklace pinched her, how tight it was, and squeezed her skin, Sansa guessed that it was one of his sadistic ideas. Joffrey continued to kiss her, this time passionately and gently caressing her skin like a summer breeze. He looked at her as a work of art and he was the god of beauty. Sansa couldn't stop admiring his beauty. His hair gleamed in the light and his eyes were a deep green. If it weren't for what he did to her, Sansa would have let him do whatever he wanted with her. She would let him break all the rules.

It was not without reason that she had such thoughts, Joffrey was kissing her body and making her feel warm. He was a master at what he did. Sansa felt scared and at the same time didn't want to leave him now. She felt trapped in her mind and desires. She knew this wouldn't end well. Joffrey quickly unbuttoned her dress and reached for her breasts. He pulled out one of them and started to lightly suck her nipple and then passionately kissed her neck again. Sansa writhed and moaned, completely forgetting about the threat. She gave in to the momentary pleasure because it was easier. Joffrey licked her breast, lightly biting her nipple, and then started kissing her earlobe, which made her feel even hotter.

-You like it - he said with delight and then he took out her other breast and started sucking her nipples again. Sansa felt a wave of warmth wash over her, but she felt that Joffrey was pressing his hard cock against her strongly and that he certainly wouldn't leave her after all the pleasure she had received from him.

-Your Grace, I have to go, please, it's so late - Sansa broke away from his embrace.

-No, you'll stay- he grabbed her hand tightly.

-You will sleep in my bed, Sansa, with your king-Joffrey began to unbutton his pants and shirt when she looked at him terrified. Sansa didn't know what to do. She acted irrationally, giving in to the moment, and quickly escaped from his embrace, heading for the door. She knew she would pay greatly for it. Joffrey didn't wait even for a moment. He followed her and when she wanted to knock on the door, he grabbed her tightly by the neck from behind and pulled her towards him.

-They will never let you go until I order them to. Never. Did you think that you get such kisses, caresses, and gifts for free? Don't you know that polite and well-mannered people return their debts? - he laughed in her face.

Sansa realized she had no choice and he would never let her go. She should have fled King's Landing faster, looking for a way out of the castle, but she wasn't brave enough to wander away while walking with Myrcella. Joffrey looked at Sansa, with his crazy eyes like a hungry lion.

-Joffrey, please, we'll do it on our wedding night, please forgive me for everything I've done wrong - Sansa began to sob lightly and looked into Joffrey's eyes pleadingly.

However, he turned her back to him, grabbed her by the waist, and then immobilized her.

-You will be good, or I will have you beheaded for treason, I will tell everyone that you were lying about me - he hissed in her ear.

Joffrey decided not to wait long. He grabbed Sansa from behind by the neck, squeezed her tightly by the waist, and dragged her by the hair, strangling her on the way to the bed. Then he threw her on it with all his strength and crushed her with his body. He kept holding her neck from behind, making Sansa feel sick. She wanted to break away from him so badly, but she had no choice. She knew Joffrey wouldn't be gentle or kind. She was very afraid of what was to come. Joffrey pulled his pants completely down and spat on his cock before throwing his shirt off the bed. He was naked and started choking Sansa forcefully from behind again. The girl tried to gasp for air as he pressed her with both hands. Her heart was beating like crazy, she was so afraid of death that Joffrey would kill her. He was really mad in his desires. When he loosened his grip and began to remove her dress, Sansa naively asked,

-Please don't….

Joffrey

-Please don't hurt me- Sansa started sobbing into her pillow. Suddenly, she felt very embarrassed, she felt that she was naked, and Joffrey was removing her underwear. He actually tore it apart. She lay terrified and waited for the worst. Joffrey pulled down her panties and started touching her pussy, he slowly inserted one finger into her. Sansa was wet and tight there. "It's going to change soon," he thought lewdly. Sansa squealed as he inserted a finger into her pussy. Apparently, she was virtuous and didn't know how to use it. When she screamed and begged him not to do that, Joffrey pushed it in with all his might, and then two fingers. Sansa screamed in fear and writhed in pain. Joffrey decided he wanted to do it with her facing forward and looking into her eyes as he ruined her. It will definitely be more satisfying.

-Turn around, now!- he shouted and grabbed her by the hair. Sansa obediently turned over and lay on her back. Joffrey covered her whole body and mechanically spread her legs. He pinned her hands to the sheets with his hands and looked at her like he was having fun at a circus.

-Look into my eyes, you little whore, if you turn them away, I'll strangle you here myself - Joffrey looked at her in amusement, watching as tears poured from her eyes and how much her facial expression begged for mercy. Sansa wanted to say something, but she didn't have time. Joffrey decided to end this game and put his cock into her pussy quickly. He was practically whole at once. He felt like he was stuck into something and it was tight and slightly wet. Sansa screamed loudly, a river of tears was flowing down her beautiful face.

-Joffrey, please...-Sansa was so naive.

Joffrey grabbed her wrists, bringing his face as close to hers as possible. He saw little Sansa's innocent eyes well up with tears as he continued his thrusts. He saw how much Sansa held back the next few seconds to cry less, and how much she wanted to apologize for her behavior now. Joffrey grabbed her by the neck and started choking her. It was a great pleasure for him to penetrate the tight pussy and look into the terrified eyes of Sansa. For her, it was suffering. When he thought about it, he pounded her harder and harder, choking her with both hands more aggressively. Sansa began to turn slightly red.

Sansa began to turn slightly red in the face and choked, struggling to breathe.

-It hurts, it hurts a lot- she said, her voice barely audible.

Joffrey decided to play with her even now.

-I am also hurt by your disobedience and betrayal. If you were good, nothing would hurt - Joffrey felt that he was getting closer to the end. He pulled her tightly to the edge of the bed, strangling her with all his strength in both hands and tried to finish inside her with his cum as quickly as possible.

Everything that happened next was the most pleasant for him. Watching as he trapped Sansa and choked her almost to unconsciousness, he towered over her and used her mercilessly. He felt how wet she was and wanted to stretch her as much as possible. He looked at her eyes, which didn't express much because her face was completely red and bruises had already appeared on her neck. Sansa was fighting for survival, dignity no longer mattered to her.

-Take your legs wider- Joffrey ordered and made a few final quick movements, pressing her neck as close to the pillow as possible. Her eyes were already closing. His hands were wet with her tears. Joffrey moaned loudly, leaving his seed inside her. Sansa no longer screamed or begged. She only squealed slightly and breathed a sigh of relief, coughing when Joffrey released her neck. Her hair was disheveled, her face was red, and she was naked and was weeping. However, he liked her suffering the most. She had a nice and shapely body although she had small breasts. He liked her slim long legs. Her girlish face was adorable, especially when she cried. Joffrey looked at her in delight as he saw a lot of cum mixed with blood flowing down from her pussy. He closed to her and touched her forehead.

-Don't ever behave like that again-he said gently.

Sansa shuddered. She just nodded. The red from her face slowly disappeared. Sansa wiped her tears with both hands. Joffrey leaned over her and took her in his arms, touching her cheeks with the tip of his finger.

-You're beautiful and I like it when you smile- Sansa couldn't stand it, she wanted to say something, but a stream of tears just ran down her face.

-You will always give me satisfaction, Sansa- he said, grabbing her by the neck again.

-Yes, my king. Did I satisfy you today?- she asked looking tearfully into his eyes, she wanted so much for Joffrey to be satisfied and never do it again.

-Yes, you did it. You were wonderful.-he answered stroking her bruised neck with his fingertip.

After he broke her, he will have to teach her how a good wife should behave.