Bran really is useless | By : Tac Category: G through L > Game of Thrones Views: 16699 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Bran Stark drew his bow and let loose, his arrow was way off the mark, it did not even graze the target. He could hear Robb and Jon laughing and when he looked back, he saw that his parents watching from above were disappointed. “Maybe it’s time you gave up archery, brother,” laughed Robb.
Bran was use to this ridicule, he wasn’t really good at anything so his brothers and sisters constantly made fun of him. He could barely hold a sword, he has difficulty reading and writing and whenever he tried to ride a horse, he would end up with his back on the dirt. Worst of all was his archery. It takes him all his strength to even draw his bow let alone taking aim.
Bran tried to redraw his bow but he could pull back the string this time, he kept trying to do it until his fingers began to work. Just as he was struggling, an arrow came flying and hit right on the target’s center. When Bran looked back he saw his sister Arya with a bow in hand. “Ha! Arya should be out here practicing while Bran does sewing,” Jon mocked. Angry at his embarrassment, Bran started running after Arya who quickly ran away.
Bran followed her through Winterfell but every time he seemed to get close to her, she would just sprint away, she was toying with him, he was just too slow to catch up. When he chased her to the Godswood, he saw her disappear behind a bush but while running, he tripped on a rock and fell flat on his face. White snow covered his face and came into his mouth.
Arya came out of the bushes laughing, “You are such an idiot, I wasn’t even running and you still couldn’t come close.” Bran climbed back up and tried to rub off the snow, “Why did you do that,” Arya walked closer, “Do what? It’s not my fault I’m a better shot than you.” “It makes me look bad,” Bran complained, “Trust me, you already look plenty bad regardless of what I do,” Arya chuckled.
“Still don’t do it,” Bran demanded with an almost stern voice. Arya smirked, “Heh, what are going to do about it, you good for nothing loser.” “Don’t call me that !” Bran lunged forward but Arya easily blocked his pitiful attempts at punches and then used her own fist to punch him in the gut. Bran squealed with pain and fell over on his back, “What a weakling, you can’t even win against a girl,” Arya derided. Arya placed her foot on his stomach, “How can you call yourself a man?” “Please stop, it hurts,” Bran whimpered. Arya ignored his words and placed her foot on his crotch, “Honestly, this cock is wasted on a frail baby like you.”
Arya put pressure on Bran’s penis making him wince, “Ow! That really hurts, Stop!” “Stop crying, baby,” Arya removed her foot and knelt down. “Let’s just see if it’s even there,” Arya undid his breachers, pushing them down revealing his tiny penis, barely one inch with the same width as a pinky. Arya could not stop laughing, “What is this, it’s smaller than my thumb,” “I’m only eight,” Bran defended himself. Arya giggled, “I’m pretty sure Rickon’s is bigger than yours.”
“Let me go!” Bran cried. Arya squeezed the cock with two of her fingers, “You’ll never make any woman happy with this.” “Ow stop it, let me go,” Bran whimpered, “Can you even jerk this,” Arya ignored what he said. “You know what, I’m going to try it,” Arya spat on his cock and began moving her fingers up and down.” “Stop… stop it,” Bran half-moaned.
Slowly Bran stopped complaining, and Arya continued moving her fingers. “This... it… it feels good,” Bran moaned. As he moaned louder and louder it became clear he was about to cum. Arya removed her fingers, “You know, I think we should head back now, people will be wondering where we went.” “No… keep doing it,” Bran whined, “You are so indecisive,” Arya smirked.
“Does the baby want me to continue,” Arya taunted, “Yes, please,” Bran whimpered.
Arya laughed, “If you want me to do it so badly then beg.” Bran became angry at that remark, “Fine leave! I can finish it myself,” he moved his hands forward but Arya effortlessly clouted them away. “You’re not doing anything with your cock, until you start begging,” Arya demanded. Bran hesitated but finally spoke, “I beg of you please jerk off my penis.” Arya grinned, “You really are a little bitch aren’t you,” Arya placed her fingers back on the puny penis.
Arya tightened her hold, “So what are you again?” “A… a little bitch,” Bran moaned with anticipation.
Arya made a final few movements that made Bran moan extremely as finally released his load. It was quite unspectacular, there were no strings shot, only just a small pool of seed on the tip. “Uh… so this is seed uh,” Arya remarked with both curiosity and disgust. She took the seed up with her index finger and thumb, she took a whiff of it and winced, “eww… It smells gross.” She took a look at the exhausted boy on the snow, panting like a dog and her disgust was replaced with a feeling of mischief.
Arya used her clean hand to pull Bran up onto his knees. “I think it’s only fair that you smell your own seed,” Arya moved her fingers to his face, Bran flinched away but his face was kept in place by Arya’s other hand. “Let me go now,” Bran cried. Arya completely disregarded his whining, “You should see how it tastes.” Bran tried to open his mouth to protest but quickly sealed it shut when she moved her fingers closer. “C’mon open up little bitch,” Arya demanded but he did not budge. Arya sighed, “Guess I’ll have to force you,” she used her foot to kick Bran’s grape-sized balls, making him scream with pain. Arya buried her cum-covered finger in his mouth, “Eat up, bitch.”
Bran’s tongue recoiled with the salty taste of seed. But with all his attempts to push away Arya failing, he had no choice but to suck her fingers clean. Feeling her fingers being cleaned by her brother’s tongue, made Arya sigh with pleasure. “Drinking seed like a common whore, you should work at a brothel, maybe there you could be good at something.”
Finally, Arya removed her fingers out of Bran. “Now run along, you’re late for ‘archery.’” Bran went to get up but Arya knocked him down, “Watch yourself.” Arya walked away leaving Bran lying down on the snow defeated.
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