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The Lady of the Eyrie	By : Saiga123 Category: G through L > Game of Thrones Views: 66530 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Squealing with delight as Yohn Royce picked her up and set her on the table Sansa moaned into his mouth as he kissed her and groped her breasts. “mmm, Lord Royce.” She groaned happily. Kissing his way down her neck Yohn Royce lightly bit her pale skin making her gasp and push him away “You mustn’t my Lord.”
Staring at the flushed northern beauty Lord Royce stuttered out an apology. “Forgive me Lady Sansa. Your beauty made me forget myself.” He said as he took a step away from her only for Sansa to laugh and grasp his hand to prevent him from retreating.
“That’s not what I meant my Lord. I meant you mustn’t leave a mark where it will be seen. There are plenty of other places you can kiss me.” She purred as she pulled apart her dress to reveal her perfect, round breasts.
Salivating at the sight of the beautiful mounds upon her chest Lord Royce leaned down to take one of her pink nipples into his mouth making her roll her head back and moan as she wrapped her arms around his neck to hold him there. “That feels so good my Lord!” she purred as she pushed his head lower and pulled off her skirts leaving her naked. As his nose trailed through her soft, red pubic hair Sansa spread her legs wide so that as her intoxicating scent filled his nostrils he could bury his face between her thighs and hungrily lap at her pussy. Feeling the whiskers on his cheeks tickle her thighs Sansa laughed and smiled down at him “That tickles my Lord.”
Pulling his lips from hers Yohn Royce looked up at her and said “Perhaps I should shave.” He said as he ran his finger over his cheeks.
“Oh no.” She shook her head as she pushed him back to sit in a chair. “You’re not going anywhere.” Moving to kneel between his legs Sansa reached out to draw his stiff cock out from his trousers and grinned lewdly up at him as she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his tip making him groan out her name. Extending her tongue Sansa began lightly lapping at his leaking slit before sliding her lips over his cockhead and dragging them down his length.
“Lady Sansa!” Yohn Royce groaned as he felt his cock hit the back of her throat before sliding down her gullet.
Over and over again Sansa slid her lips up and down his thick cock, slurping noisily as her tongue twirled around him and it wasn’t long before her skilled mouth caused his dick to swell and fill her mouth with his seed. Pulling off of him Sansa swallowed loudly before grinning up at Lord Royce with her lips parted wide to show off her empty mouth. “mmm, that was delicious my Lord.” she smiled.
“Lady Sansa...” Lord Royce panted as he stroked her hair.
Pushing herself to her feet Sansa sat table and spread her legs wide. “I want you to take me My Lord. Right here, right now!”
Storming to his feet Yohn Royce threw his arms around her and buried his cock deep into her snatch making her cry out in delight as she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Noticing that he met no resistance Lord Royce looked at the moaning woman in his arms and asked “Are you not a maiden Lady Sansa?”
Sansa recoiled as if struck. “Joffery forced himself on me while I was his captive in Kings Landing. He made me do such awful things.” She said with tears in her eyes.
“Lady Sansa...” Lord Royce murmured.
“Please don’t think less of me Lord Royce.” Sansa pleaded as she clung to him.
“I would never, Lady Sansa.” He vowed as he squeezed her hips reassuringly.
“Thank you Lord Royce!” she cried as she kissed him deeply, her tongue invading his mouth as she pushed him backwards so that he was back in his chair with Sansa straddling his lap. Not breaking the kiss Sansa held onto her shoulders and started bouncing up and down on his cock, groaning into his mouth as he caressed her hair with one hand while the other slid down her back to cp and squeeze her soft round ass. Bucking her hips Sansa ground herself against Lord Royce and squeezed his cock making him moan and swell inside of her as he came, filling her pussy with his seed. Collapsing limply into his arms Sansa ran her fingers through Lord Royces grey hair and panted out “That was amazing My Lord.”
“Lady Sansa...” Yohn Royce murmured into her breasts.
Smiling lovingly at him Sansa leaned down and lightly kissed his lips “Thank you my Lord. Despoiled as I am, I know no noble man would wish to wed me but you’ve allowed me to experience some small measure of what that life could have been like.”
“What are you talking about my Lady?” Yohn Royce frowned. “You are the fairest maiden I have ever laid eyes upon. Even your own Lady Mother’s beauty would pale in comparison to yours.”
“You are sweet my Lord.” Sansa smiled as she rested her head on his chest. “But what kind of match could I hope for? A man who only wanted me for my family’s name? Every time Joffery forced himself on me he would tell me that was all I was useful for, for being fucked and whelping children with Stark blood. That no Lord would want me to marry their son and heir after he had soiled me.”
Lord Royces eyes flashed with anger “If Joffery were still alive I would ride to King’s Landing and shove my sword through his black heart.” He declared.
“I know you would my Lord.” Sansa smiled as she kissed him again.
Reluctantly pulling his lips from hers Yohn caressed her hip and said “My son Andar, he’s the heir to Runestone and unwed. I would be honoured to call you my daughter.”
“You are kind my Lord.” she smiled “But how I could be with another man after coupling with one so... skilled.” She purred seductively as she stroked his chest “If I were to marry your son I fear the two of us would end up cuckolding him before the bedding ceremony.” She said with a giggle causing him to twitch and swell inside of her. “No my lord, I no longer have any desire to marry. Now, my only wish to serve and protect my Sweet Robin however I can.”
“That is very admirable Lady Sansa.” Yohn Royce said as he caressed her back.
“I’m glad you think so my Lord.” she smiled “And I hope I can rely on your strength and wisdom as I do Lord Baelish.”
Hearing this Lord Royce frowned. “You must be weary of that one my Lady. He is a snake who thinks of nothing more than self aggrandisement. If there were ever a man who is only after your family name it is Littlefinger.”
“Oh you mustn’t say that my Lord. If it weren’t for Lord Baelish I’d still be in King’s Landing at the mercy of Queen Cersei having unspeakable things done to me.”
Lord Royce harrumphed and said “That may be so,” he allowed reluctantly “but the man has no scruples, no honour. It would be safest for you if you came under my protection.”
“Mmm, you just want me all to yourself don’t you my Lord?” she laughed and forestalled his response with a kiss “Really my Lord, you judge Lord Baelish too harshly. He loved my mother and my Aunt Lysa ever since his time in Riverrun as a child. Now that they are gone he sees it as his duty to care for and protect their children.” She said as she stared deeply into his eyes “I do so hope that you share similar sentiments.”
“Of course I do.” He nodded. “House Royce is forever at yours and Lord Robert’s service.”
“I’m so glad to hear that my Lord.” she purred huskily as she leaned in to kiss him before extracting herself from his embrace. “Come with me my Lord.” she said as she took him by the hand and led him to her bedroom. Stripping off his clothes Sansa stroked his chest before turning and climbing onto the bed with her round, pale ass thrust out towards him. Reaching back Sansa spread her cheeks to display her tiny, pink anus and said “I want you to take me back here.” She said.
“You what?!” he gasped.
“It’s the one place Joffery never defiled.” She told him “That’s why I want you to have me there.” Shaking her hips back and forth alluringly Sansa pleaded “Please my Lord, I need you inside me.”
Unable to contain his Lust Yohn Royce leapt on top of her and thrust his cock deep into her bowels causing her to howl in delight. Grasping her hips Lord Royce started pounding hard into Sansa's rectum as he pressed himself into her back. Groaning loudly looked over her shoulder at him and lewdly shook her hips “Harder my Lord! I want you to ravish me!”
Letting out a growl Yohn Royce moved his hands from her hips and slipped them under her arms in order to pick her up off the bed. As he lifted her up and slammed her back down Sansa seemed little more than a ragdoll in the large mans embrace. Moving his hands from her armpits Royce’s thick, callused fingers dug into her breast while his other hand slid down her stomach to hook two fingers into her pussy, using them as leverage to lift her up and down on his cock. Enjoying being manhandled in such a way Sansa cried out and threw her head back, her red hair whipping against his face as she did so. “That’s it my Lord! Fuck me like this!
“Lady Sansa!” Yohn Royce roared as he thrust all the harder into her ass, the sounds of his hips slapping her pert behind filling the bedchamber as he felt his hand become soaked with her juices. Feeling her bowels constrict around his shaft Yohn Royce grunted like an animal as he came, coating her innermost walls with his thick seed. His body going rigid and his fingers tightening around her Lord Royce fell back among the pillows spent, pulling Sansa with him so that lay on top of him.
As Sansa panted heavily and lay sprawled against his body Lord Royce caressed her slender body with the fingers that weren’t inside of her cunny and asked “I didn’t hurt you did I?”
“No my Lord. It was wonderful.” She said as she rolled over leaned in to kiss him deeply. “I want to give you something my Lord, a token of my affection. A lock of my hair, perhaps?”
“I would gladly accept such a token.” Yohn Royce said.
Smiling at him Sansa reached out to grab a knife on the bedside table and twirled a finger around her long, lustrous red hair. Bringing the knife up Sansa slide the blade down the length of her hair and continued going, moving it lower down her pale stomach towards the fiery thatch of hair at the apex of her legs and neatly sheared off a clump of her pubic hair and passed it to Yohn Royce. “For you, my sweet Lord.”
“I will treasure it.” He said.
“Does it still hold my scent?” she asked.
Bringing it to his nose Yohn Royce inhaled deeply. “It does.” He affirmed.
“I’m glad.” She smiled “You should find a locket to seal it in. That way I’ll always be close to your heart.”
“You always shall be, my Lady.” Royce said.
“You are so sweet.” She purred as she leaned in and kissed him.
Breaking the kiss Lord Royce stroked her back and said “I must leave my Lady. If I stay any longer I fear rumours might spread and I could not bear to think sullying your honour.”
“You are so kind my Lord.” Sansa said as she adoringly stroked his chest. “But you’ll come again yes? As my Sweet Robin’s most trusted advisor it would not seem amiss for us to consult on a regular basis would it?”
“Of course my Lady, it would be my pleasure.” He nodded.
“It certainly would.” She said with a saucy grin making him grin and kiss her while squeezing her ass before slipping out from underneath her and off the bed. “Wait a moment my Lord.” she called out to him. Turning Royce watched as Sansa climbed off the bed and knelt before him. “Allow me to clean you my Lord.” she said breathily as she leaned in took him into his mouth. Sliding her lips up and down his length Sansa twirled her tongue around his shaft, caressing his every inch of his cock as she held onto his hip with one hand while her other gently fondled his balls, rolling them between her fingers causing him to groan and grasp the back of her head and started thrusting into her throat. When she felt his balls tighten and his cock swell Sansa pulled him out of her mouth and opened wide; his cock spraying his thick load across her face and over her tongue.
With cum dripping from her lips down her chin and onto her breasts Sansa gave Yohn Royce a sultry look and said “I want you to remember me like this my Lord. Whenever you look at me I want you to picture me on my knees, dripping with your seed. I want you to imagine roughly fondling my breasts and squeezing my ass before bending me over and taking me in any manner you desire. When you look at me I don’t want you to see me as a highborn lady, I want you to think of me as a dirty slut that you use for your pleasure.” She breathed as she reached between her legs to touch herself.
“Lady Sansa...” Lord Royce murmured, his cock standing to attention.
Licking her lips at the sight of his erection Sansa smiled and said “Are you sure you must leave?”
“Y-Yes I must.” He nodded.
“Very well.” She pouted and stood up to lay back on the bed. “I shall just have to amuse myself.” She said as she started fondling herself, one hand squeezing her breast while the other moved between her thighs. Caressing her pouting, wet labia Sansa lifted up her breast and ran her tongue over her skin, lapping up the sperm that coated her skin before taking her nipple into her mouth and sucking hungrily on it causing her to groan lewdly.
As her fingers plunged in and out of her pussy Sansa's whole body quivered as she came; her back arching and her head rolled back as her love juices sprayed out around her fingers. When she opened her eyes Sansa smiled as she saw Lord Royce staring intently at her body. “I thought you were leaving my Lord?” she asked with a smile.
“Well, perhaps I could stay a while.” He said as he leapt on top of her causing her squeal with laughter.
-X-X-X-
Sitting at his desk with quill in hand Littlefinger heard the door to his chamber open and close and a soft voice say “Good evening Father.”
Not looking up from his work Littlefinger smiled and said “Good evening Sansa. I trust your day was productive.”
“Very.” She answered.
“How goes it with our young Lord of the Eyrie?” he asked.
“Well, I have him completely wrapped around my finger. He will do anything I ask for fear of me leaving him.”
“Have you tested the limits of his devotion?” he wondered.
“I made him drink his own seed.” She laughed. “He thanked me for it.”
“Very good.” Littlefinger said with a small smirk. “And how are you progressing with Lord Royce?”
“He bedded me today.” She told him “I’m sure he won’t be a problem for you any longer Farther.”
“The honourable Yohn Royce bedding a woman other than his wife.” Littlefinger said with no small amount of satisfaction. “You’ve done well Sansa.”
“Do I deserve a reward Father?” Sansa asked.
“I suppose you do.” He said, putting his quill down and turning to see Sansa on his bed, lying naked on her side with one hand supporting her head while the other was between her thighs gently stroking her pussy. Standing up and approaching her Littlefinger cupped her cheek and gently ran his thumb over her soft lips and asked “And what does my sweet Sansa desire as a reward?”
Lightly sucking on his thumb Sansa looked lovingly up at him and said “I want your cock Father.”
“Then you’ll have it.” He said but grasped her hand when she reached for him “Soon.” He smiled as she pouted cutely at him. Sitting on the bed next to her Littlefinger gently caressed her body, his hand sliding down to cup her mound and inserted a finger inside her making her gasp. “Tell me my sweet, did Lord Royce remark on your lack of a maidenhead?”
“He did.” Sansa breathed as she grabbed his hand to hold it in place as she thrust her hips against it. “I told him Joffery raped me. He said if Joffery were still alive he’d ride to King’s Landing and kill him for me.”
“I’m sure he did.” Littlefinger smiled as he caressed her innermost walls. “Tell me, how did you lose your virginity?”
“You took it!” she moaned loudly. “On the boat ride from King’s Landing to the Fingers you fucked me in every way imaginable.”
“I did didn’t I?” he smirked “Did you enjoy it?”
“I loved it!” she moaned. “I loved it when you made me ride your cock, when you shoved it in my ass and then into my mouth.”
“Yes, you and your mother are similar in that regard.” He smirked at her.
“My mother?” Sansa asked.
“Didn’t you know?” he smiled down at her. “Just like you and your Aunt I took your mothers maidenhead as well.”
Sitting up Sansa pressed herself to his chest and breathily said “Tell me of it.”
“Your mother visited me after your grandfather announced her betrothal to Brandon Stark. We had danced all night and drank far too much wine but I remember her sneaking into my room. First she used her mouth to pleasure me, her tongue caressed every inch of my cock and she hungrily drank down my seed. Then she mounted me, impaling herself on my cock and moaning as she moved her hips until I came inside of her. Then she took me in her ass.” he said as he pumped his finger in and out of her pussy. “She was every bit as tight as you were.” He said as he thrust a finger into her ass making her cry out. “She never mentioned it after that night, how could she? She was to be married to the heir of Winterfell. But that doesn’t matter. Nothing will change the fact that I had her first. That I was the first man she knew, the first to make her scream with pleasure. Just as I was her sister’s first and her daughters first.” He leered at the moaning girl pressed against him as he pressed his thumb to her clit making her shudder. “Does that make you wet?” he asked.
“Yes!” she groaned as she clung to him and ground her pussy against his hand.
“And if we ever find you sister Ayra should I deflower her as well?” he wondered idly.
Her eyes going wide at this Sansa nodded eagerly. “Gods yes! You should shove your thick cock deep into her tiny little twat until you fill her with your seed.”
“Would you help me fuck her?” he asked.
“Yes! I’d teach her how to suck your cock, I’d spread her pussy and lick her tight little ass so that you could slip right into it.” She proclaimed.
“You’d make a fine teacher for her.” Littlefinger leered as he started thrusting his fingers in and out of her and ground his thumb against her clit as he forced his lips against hers, stifling her moans as she came hard; her body convulsing and quivering against his as she soaked his hand with her juices.
As she lay panting against his chest Littlefinger stroked her back and smiled down at her “Come with me my sweet, I have a gift for you.”
“Is it your cock?” she asked as she reached down to grope him through his trousers.
Pulling her hand away from his groin, Littlefinger stood up and pulled her to her feet. “You’ll see my dear.” He said giving her an unreadable smile as he pulled her into a side chamber where she saw a young girl bound and gagged on a bed.
Recognising the girl Sansa's eyes went wide and she cried out “Arya!”
“The Hound brought her here to sell her to your Aunt.” Littlefinger revealed “Needless to say I paid him well for her. Now, remember what we discussed?” he smiled at her.
Nodding her head Sansa approached her bound sister and smiled lovingly at her as she started pulling off her clothes. As Arya pulled against her restraints Sansa grinned at her sisters slender, naked body. “You’ve grown up since I last saw you.” Sansa leered as she pinched Arya’s pink nipples which stood atop her small round breasts. As Arya glared at her Sansa slid her hands down her slight stomach to squeeze her hips before running her fingers through the few strands of pubic hair on her mound causing the girl to murmur into her gag. Looking to Littlefinger Sansa asked “May I remove her gag Father?” getting a nod Sansa turned back to Arya and tugged the gag from her mouth.
As soon as her mouth was free Arya said “What do you think you’re doing!? And why are you calling Littlefinger ‘father’? He’s not our father-” she started only to be silenced when Sansa slapped her face.
“You will not talk about Lord Baelish like that!” Sansa snapped at her. Seeing Arya glare at her Sansa said “You’ve always been a brat Arya and I’ve no patience for brats.” She said as she shoved the gag back in her mouth and pushed Arya over so that she was on all fours with her pussy and ass thrust out towards Littlefinger. Picking up the long, slender fencing sword that was deposited with the rest of Arya’s belongings Sansa swished it through the air before looking at the scared Arya. With not a hint of compassion in her eyes Sansa brought the sword down like a switch on Arya’s small round ass making her cry out into her gag as Sansa left an angry red welt over her cheeks. Over and over again Sansa swung the sword down littering her sisters ass with blows until it was bright red and tears trailed down her face.
Bringing her hand up strike her again Sansa was stopped when Littlefinger grabbed her wrist and said “I think that’s enough for now my dear.”
“Yes Father.” Sansa cooed as she allowed him to take the sword from her hand.
Turning his attention to Arya Littlefinger extend his hand to caress her abused ass making her wince and whimper before holding out a vial to Sansa. “Have her drink this.”
Nodding her head Sansa took the vial from him and moved to her sisters head. Having her sit up Sansa pulled the gag from her mouth only for Arya to angrily spit in her face. Wiping the saliva from her face Sansa glared angrily at her sister and slapped her ass making her cry out “You little bitch!” Sansa snarled as she grabbed Arya’s face and held the vial to her lips to force her to drink but she kept her lips tightly sealed.
“Sansa dear.” Littlefinger called out “If she won’t open her mouth there are other places you can pour it.” He said staring at Arya’s bright red ass.
Nodding her head Sansa pushed Arya back down and straddled her back to pin her in place before spreading her ass cheeks and spitting on her anus, allowing her saliva to pool around the anal opening before pressing her tongue into her ass causing Arya to moan and start to buck her hips in an effort to displace her sister only for Sansa to slap her ass making her whimper. Breaching the tight ring of muscles Sansa wiggled her tongue around inside of her bowels before slipping a finger inside of her.
As Arya squealed at the violation Sansa mercilessly pumped her finger in and out of her rectum before adding second and then a third; stretching out her anus. As Arya groaned and bit the pillow beneath her Sansa brought the vial up to her gaping anus and slipped the opening of it into her ass causing the thick fluid to gloop down into her bowels causing her to shudder beneath Sansa.
When the last of the liquid drained from the vial Sansa withdrew it and reinserted her fingers to rub it into the flesh of Arya’s innermost walls. “That should do, Sansa.” Littlefinger called out “Come over here.”
“Yes Father.” Sansa smiled as she left her sister and crawled over to Littlefinger to kneel between his legs. When he pulled out his cock Sansa leaned forward and wrapped her soft lips around his shaft. As Sansa started sliding her lips up and down his length Littlefinger smiled down at her and ran his fingers through her hair before grasping the back of her head and drew her lower on his cock, his tip sliding down the back of her throat.
Allowing her to slaver his cock with her saliva Littlefinger pulled her off of his shaft and pulled her into his lap. Cupping her chin Littlefinger kissed Sansa and impaled her on his cock making her throw her head back with an erotic moan and start to bounce up and down on his cock “You’re so big Father!” Sansa moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Grinning at her Littlefinger reached up to squeeze her hips and leaned down to bite her pink nipple causing her to shudder and buck her hips against his. “I want it Father! I want your cum deep in my pussy!”
“Whatever you want my love.” He grunted as he grabbed her hips and slammed her down, burying his cock deep in her pussy as he came causing Sansa to orgasm wildly in his lap. Collapsing limply into his arms Sansa panted heavily and kissed his neck.
“That was wonderful Father.” Sansa breathed giddily.
“Yes it was.” Littlefinger agreed as he slid his hands over her hips to squeeze her ass “Are you ready for another go?”
Giggling happily Sansa leaned forward so that her breasts were pressed to his face and reached back to grasp his slick cock and position it to the entrance of her ass before lowering herself onto his cock, grunting and moaning as inch after inch was swallowed by her ass. Nuzzling into her breasts Littlefinger took one of her pink teats between his lips and bit hard making her groan and shake her hips. Bouncing up and down on his lap Sansa's fingers gripped his hair as she held him to her breast and she was soon cumming, a quiver rippling through her body as her ass convulsed around his shaft causing him to fill her bowels with his seed.
As she collapsed against him panting Littlefinger affectionately stroked her hair and said “Let’s see how your sister is getting on.” He suggested as he lifted Sansa off his cock and approached the bound Stark girl who had been watching them fuck. “How are you feeling Arya?”
Arya looked over her shoulder at him with dazed eyes. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily, her hairless labia were puffy and swollen with her love juices drooling from between them to soak her thighs as her tiny, pink asshole twitched and winked under his gaze. “H-Hot.” She panted out “I feel so hot!” she groaned as she rubbed her thighs together in the hope of alleviating the ache growing between them.
“Don’t worry my dear, that’s perfectly natural.” He smirked as he reached out to cup her abused ass and squeezed making her yowl and rolled her ass against his hand. “Is there something that you want?”
“C-Cock!” Arya spat out as she wiggled her pert rear at him “I need cock!”
“Of course you do.” He smiled at her “And it just so happens I have one right here for you.” He leered as he gestured to his soiled cock.
Staring intently at his throbbing shaft Arya hungrily drooled at the sight and shuffled around to move closer to him, her movement hampered by her bindings. When finally her face was pressed into his groin Arya groaned lewdly as she inhaled his scent and that of her sister before extending her tongue to lick his balls, fondling them before sliding it up his length to lap at his slit. Parting her lips Arya rolled them over his tip and started to hungrily suckle, drinking down his pre-cum as it flowed over her tongue. Slipping behind her sister Sansa laced her fingers through her hair and forced her head down onto Littlefingers cock, making her eyes go wide as she started to gag and choke on his dick. “That’s it, swallow our Father’s cock.” Sansa growled into her ear as she pulled her head back before slamming it back down again.
Over and over again Sansa brought Arya’s mouth up and down his shaft until she started moving her head on her own at which point Sansa removed her hands from her hair and moved them down her body to dig her fingers into her small breasts; roughly twisting her tiny pink nipples causing her to groan around the dick in her mouth.
Abusing her sisters small, tender mounds for a while longer Sansa released one of her nipples and slid the hand down her body through her sparse pubic hair and thrust her fingers into her pussy making her cry out. “She’s still a virgin Father.” Sansa reported as she pumped her fingers in and out of her. “And wet.”
“Of course she is.” Littlefinger leered as he thrust into Arya’s throat “The women of your family have a predisposition to moistness.”
“And a hunger for your cum.” Sansa giggled as she extended her tongue to slide it along Arya’s jaw to lap at the saliva and pre-cum that drooled out off Arya’s mouth onto her chin.
“Well she’s going to get it soon enough.” Littlefinger grunted as he grabbed hold of her hair and started face fucking the younger Stark girl. “I want you to make her cum.”
“Yes Father.” Sansa nodded as she redoubled her efforts, her fingers tormenting Arya’s breast while her other hand assaulted her clit while continuing to finger her pussy causing her to thrust her hips back and forth as she groaned around his cock. Soon Ayra’s eyes were rolling back in her head as her throat tightened around his cock setting off his own orgasm, his dick swelling in her throat as he came. Coughing and gagging as he poured his cum down her throat Arya’s airways were blocked by his thick shaft causing his sperm to be forced out through her nose making her eyes well up with tears as her sinuses burned. Pulling out of her throat to fill her mouth with his seed Littlefinger then plastered her face with his cum before pointing his tip at Sansa's face to splash her with his sperm, eliciting a happy gasp from the girls as she bathed in his sperm.
Hungrily extending her tongue as far as she could to lap at the cum that coated her face Sansa grinned at Littlefinger and said “Thank you Father.”
“You are very welcome my sweet.” He grinned at her.
Looking to her sister Sansa frowned as she saw that in her daze Arya was allowing Littlefingers cum to drip from her lips down onto her breasts. “You mustn’t waste Father’s cum!” she scolded Arya as she leaned in and ran her tongue over Arya’s chin before scraping the sperm off on her teeth before caressing her throat to coax her into swallowing his load. “Now say thank you.”
“T-Thank you...” Arya panted out only to cry out when Sansa slapped her.
“Thank you Father.” She said pointedly as she reached down to pinch her clit.
“Thank You Father!” Arya moaned as she thrust her hips against her hand.
“Now beg our Father to fuck your slutty little pussy.” Sansa ordered her as she forced Arya’s legs apart and reached down to spread her labia to show off her pink flesh to Littlefinger.
Thrusting her hips lustfully towards the man Arya moaned out “P-Please fuck my slutty little pussy!” she pleaded “I need your cock inside me!”
“As you wish.” Littlefinger leered as he grabbed hold of her hips and buried his cock deep in her wet, little snatch; tearing through her hymen causing her to cry out and arch her back, thrusting her small chest towards him. As he pounded away at her no longer virgin pussy Sansa clawed at her petite chest, her sharp fingernails leaving red scratches on her tender pale flesh, pinching her stiff pink nipples between her fingers and twisting and tugging on them causing her to yowl and moan erotically.
“That’s it you little slut.” Sansa growled huskily in her ear as she leered up at Littlefinger who was leering down at the sisters “You love taking a cock in your tight little twat don’t you? You want to get fucked until your little hole is loose and ruined don’t you?”
“Yes!” Arya groaned as she arched her back up off the bed.
“Father is going to cum in your slutty little cunt and fill you with his seed.” Sansa leered as she licked Ayra’s soiled face and slid a hand down to pinch her clit. “He’s going to put a little bastard in your belly!” she said as Arya came, her juices spraying out to soak Littlefingers crotch as her pussy convulsed around his cock causing him to cum.
As Arya lay panting on the bed Sansa watched as Littlefinger pulled out of her pussy causing a torrent of sperm to spill from her deflowered cleft. Crawling over her panting sister Sansa leaned down to take his cock between her lips to suck him clean. Feeling him run his fingers through her hair Sansa smiled up at him and asked “Did you enjoy fucking my sisters pussy Father?”
“Very much so.” Littlefinger smiled down at her. “And there is still one more place I have yet to sample.” He smirked at her.
Returning his grin Sansa grabbed Arya’s slender hips and rolled her over onto her stomach. Squeezing her pert, abused ass Sansa pulled apart her cheeks and spat against her anus “She’s all ready for you Father.”
“Thank you my sweet.” He grinned as he pressed his tip to Arya’s anal opening and thrust his cock deep in her ass.
Feeling her virgin ass being breached Arya howled and bucked her hips wildly. Slipping off of her back Sansa knelt in front of Arya and grabbed her head to pull her face to her cum dripping mound, forcing Ayra’s lips against her pussy. As Arya hungrily lapped at her pussy Sansa tugged on her hair as she humped her face groaning all the while staring lustfully at Littlefinger, the man thrusting even harder into Arya’s rear as he watched her. Over and over again the pair thrust against the younger Stark girl until she came again, her hips bucking wildly as she howled into Sansa's pussy and her ass tightened around Littlefingers cock setting off their own orgasms.
As Arya collapsed limply between them Littlefinger pulled out of her ass and watched as Sansa crawled over her comatose sister to press herself against his body, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him. Sliding herself down his body and wrapped her lips around his soiled shaft and noisily slurped, grinning as she felt him run his fingers through her hair. “What are you going to do with her?” Sansa asked around his cock.
“Well, first we’re going to spend a few weeks training your sister until she’s an obedient little cumslut like you.” He said making Sansa giggle happily. “Then we’ll have her marry our young Lord Robert. He’ll put a baby in her belly and when we have an heir to the Eyrie Lord Robert will have an unfortunate accident with the Moon Door just like his mother did.”
“That’s a shame.” Sansa smiled as she cupped her breasts and trapped his cock between them. “And what are you going to do with me? Am I to be married off as well?”
“No my sweet Sansa.” Littlefinger smiled as he lovingly caressed her soft red hair “You belong to me. I may occasionally require you to seduce someone for me but you’ll always be mine.” He grunted as he came over Sansa's pretty face and shapely breasts making her gasp happily. “Just as your mother should have been.” He said as he watched Sansa hungrily lick her lips.
Leaning back, Sansa reached down and spread her pussylips “Will you put a baby in me Father?”
“Not yet my sweet.” Littlefinger smiled as he pushed her back onto the bed next to her passed out sister and climbed on top of her. “You will continue to drink your Moon Tea and you will make sure Arya drinks it as well until she’s married.” He said as he slipped inside Sansa causing her to moan pleasurably.
“Yes Father!” Sansa groaned as she wrapped her arms and legs around him.
“In the meantime there’s no harm in practicing is there?” he leered as he started thrusting in to her.
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The Lady of the Eyrie