Debauched Westeros | By : jackingoffwithstyle Category: A through F > A Song of Ice and Fire Views: 55897 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
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Joseph Baratheon and his retinue swept through the streets of Lannisport. People thronged to the flanks of the procession, yelling to gain the King's attention. The palatial manse overlooking the crowded harbor was their destination. The entire royal fleet carpeted the horizon, ready to strike against the iron menace in the west. Naked and bikini-clad women danced through the streets, shaking their asses and jiggling their tits, hoping beyond hope to allure a member of the entourage. Joseph smiled, seeing little girls among them, showing off their growing assets. A blue-eyed, blonde-haired beauty of a ten-year-old caught his attention. He pointed her out to a guard, who dashed into the crowd and gently hoisted the child, whose parents began weeping at the honor, smiling waving at their King and savior. The guards knew the procedure by know, bringing the little child to Myranda Royce, whose turn it was to groom the King's child.
Each of his Sluts treated their designated children differently. Sansa would simply soothe the child with talk as she stroked the child's cunt or cock. Catelyn would fill the child's mind with religion and grandeur, until they were about to orgasm from mention of the Maiden's Rape alone. Margaery would befriend the child and relate with him or her, normally with a hand on her own pussy, leading by example. Cersei would expose the child to some kind of shocking act, such as fucking Jaime, or even giving the child a taste of wine. Arianne would find some other children who had already been introduced to the greater things and host a child orgy, in which she would be an active participant. Myranda Royce, too, was unique in her approach. She would study the child and their brief interactions. She would then devise a plan to seduce the child in the least time possible.
"Children are simple," she had told Joseph. "You have to find a core feeling, then exploit it. They're yours."
After they had reached the manse, Joseph had watched Myranda gently lead the child inside.
"Who are you, little one?" she asked with a sweet smile.
"My name is Evie," the child whispered nervously.
Myranda's tone softened even more. Joseph had seen her grow threatening in response to a belligerent child, but the ones already afraid, she placated with sweetness.
"Nice to meet you, Evie. Who are your parents?"
"My... my mommy is a cook in the portmaster's kitchen. My daddy works as a stonemason."
Myranda smiled again. "You poor thing," she said with a matronly tone as she knelt and hugged the child, tits providing a soft pillow for the child's little head, "There's no need to be afraid. Something wonderful is going to happen to you. Trust me. I would never lead you astray."
"Okay," said the child, now much more encouraged.
They arrived at the private chambers.
"You are going to help your King, and your mother will be so proud of you," Myranda said.
"I want to make her proud."
"You will, Evie. All you have to do is help the King. Trust him."
A guard opened the door to the King's chamber, a spacious, well-furnished room with a large bed.
The little girl stared up at the King, eyes wide.
"Go in with him," whispered Myranda.
Joseph gave his warmest smile, and it seemed to put the child at ease. She walked into the room after him.
"One of these days I will beat you, Myr," said Sansa, who had emerged wearing her bikini.
"Not a chance, Sansa," said Myranda with a smile while she closed the door.
The King walked toward his child, stroking her cheek with a hand. "You are so beautiful, Evie. Make your parents proud."
He slowly removed the bikini top, revealing some little tits, just beginning to show growth. The panties followed.
"Open your mouth as wide as you can."
The child complied, and Joseph took out his cock. He slid the head into the child's warm, wet mouth. Pleasure flooded his mind, and Joseph moaned loudly. I'm gonna have fun with you, little girl.
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