The Dargon Queen and Lady Wolf “Come in.” Sansa called out as she sat at her desk and read the message that had just arrived by raven. Glancing up as the door opened Sansa was surprised to see Daenerys enter the room. “Lady Sansa.” Daenerys greeted her with a smile. “Your Grace.” Sansa replied with a curt nod, not even bothering to stand as she returned her attention to the missive in her hand. “Something important?” Daenerys asked gesturing to the paper as she approached the Lady of Winterfell. “Lord Glover wishes us good fortune but he’s staying in Deepwood Mot with his men.” Sansa said bitterly as she crushed the paper between her fingers and dropped it on the table. “I thought the Glovers pledged to stand with the Starks?” Daenerys asked. “They pledged to stand behind Jon Snow, the King in the North.” Sansa said tersely. “Ah, I see.” Daenerys nodded. “Now that he bent the knee there is no longer a King in the North.” “And we are once again ruled by a Targaryen.” Sansa said dryly as she stood and poured herself a glass of wine. “You don’t like me do you?” Daenerys said. “I don’t know you well enough to have an opinion of you.” Sansa replied neutrally. Letting out a soft laugh Daenerys “Tell me what you do know of me and I’ll do my best to fill in the blanks.” With a slight frown on her face Sansa crossed her arms beneath her breasts and said “You’re the daughter of the Mad King who killed my Uncle and Grandfather after your brother kidnapped my Aunt.” She said shortly. “And when my Father and King Robert defeated the Targarian army you were spirited away as a babe across the Narrow Sea.” “Go on.” Daenerys said as she approached the red headed girl. “You managed to hatch three dragons and build an army which you brought to Westeros in order to take back the Iron Throne. Then this whole mess started and you somehow convinced Jon to give up his crown and bend the knee.” “‘Somehow’?” Daenerys smiled with a raised eyebrow “Care to venture a guess?” “I have my suspicions.” Sansa said, her eyes darting up and down the Queen’s fur covered form. “I’m sure you do.” Daenerys smiled “May I?” she asked gesturing to the wine. “Help yourself.” Sansa replied. Pouring herself a glass Daenerys took a sip before regarding the woman opposite her “Well that certainly was quite the abridged version of my life.” “Well as I said I don’t know you.” Sansa replied. “Quite so. But if we are to win this war it would behove us to trust one another.” Daenerys said as she sipped her wine. “And how do you propose to gain m trust?” Sansa asked. “The same way I convinced your brother.” Daenerys smirked as she stepped close to the girl. “W-What are you doing?” Sansa asked as she retreated away from the queen only for Daenerys to grab her by her hips and force her lips against hers. As Daenerys’ tongue entered her mouth Sansa's eyes went wide and she brought her hands up to push the queen away only for Daenerys to grab her wrists in a vice like grip. As the fight gradually left Sansa and she stopped struggling Daenerys released her wrists and returned her hands to her hips where she gently caressed Sansa's curves. Hearing her whimper Daenerys smiled as she broke the kiss, lightly biting Sansa's bottom lip and tugging on it before pushing her backwards to make her land on her bed with a yelp. Looking down at Sansa's flushed face as she panted heavily Daenerys licked her lips and stepped closer to stand between Sansa's legs. Running her hands over Sansa's stomach Daenerys slowly unlaced the bodice of Sansa's black dress and pulled it apart to reveal her small perky breasts topped with two cherry pink nipples standing erect like two small pebbles. As her chest rose and fell Daenerys lightly pinched her teats making her gasp and hiss when the queen rolled them between her fingers. Sliding her hands down Sansa's smooth stomach Daenerys slowly tugged the dress off her hips leaving her naked before the queen. As she felt Daenerys’ eyes hungrily roam her body Sansa blushed deeply and moved her arms to cover her breasts and cunny only for Daenerys to wrench them away and pin them to her sides. “Earlier today you asked me what dragons eat.” Daenerys purred as she loomed over Sansa with a leer “Allow me to show you.” She said breathily before slowly trailing kisses down Sansa's throat and between Sansa's breasts before circling her tongue around her navel and continuing lower to nuzzle into the downy patch of fiery red hair. Pushing her thighs apart Daenerys grinned at the sight of her pouting pussylips already glistening with her excitement. Extending her tongue Daenerys ran the tip of it along her labia from the base of her cleft all the way up to her engorged clitoris that had emerged from its hood under Daenerys’ attention. Smiling at the nub Daenerys teasingly ran her tongue around her clit before lightly flicking it making Sansa groan and buck her hips against Daenerys’ face. Stroking her soft pale thighs Daenerys kissed Sansa's cleft before thrusting her tongue deep into her love channel causing her to cry out and claw at the sheets beneath her. Wiggling it about inside of her Daenerys withdrew her tongue before wrapping her lips around her clit and sucked hard bringing to the edge of climax onto to stop and leave her panting. Sitting up and moving to straddle her hips Daenerys began to slowly disrobe, slipping her furs and dress from her body as Sansa stared up at her wide eyed as Daenerys’ pale, ivory skin was exposed to her. Thrusting out her chest towards the girl Daenerys commanded her to suck. Pushing herself upwards Sansa leaned in and took her nipple between her lips and started to meekly suck on her teat. Stroking her soft red hair Daenerys smiled down at her “Good girl. I like my subjects to know their place.” She leered before pushing Sansa back onto the bed. With a predatory grin curling her lips Daenerys loomed over Sansa so that her silver hair draped down blocking Sansa's view of anything but Daenerys’ face. Grabbing her wrists Daenerys pinned Sansa's wrists above her head and said “Fight me.” “W-What?” Sansa asked. “Fight me.” Daenerys smirked down at her. “If you can overpower me I’ll make you my Wardeness of the North.” She said making Sansa's eyes widen “But if you can’t then I’ll do whatever I want to you.” She said as she extended her tongue to run it over her face making Sansa grimace. As Sansa began to struggle beneath the queen Daenerys kept her hold on her wrists all the while wiggling her tongue in her ear, occasionally blowing into it or chewing on her lobe before huskily whispering into her ear “You’re not trying very hard are you? Perhaps you want me to have my way with you.” She suggested as she moved one of the hands restraining her down to roughly squeeze her breast making her whimper before sliding it down her body to caress her cunny. As Sansa bit down on her bottom lip in an effort to suppress a moan Daenerys said “You seem to be enjoying being at my mercy.” She said as she started to pump her finger in and out Sansa's wet cleft making her pant. “You have until I make you cum to get free otherwise you’re mine to play with.” As Daenerys’ fingers explored Sansa's love channel Sansa's struggles became weaker and weaker until she could no longer move her arms and only could only buck her hips in response to the queen’s ministrations. “Giving up so soon?” Daenerys teased as she slowed the thrusting of her things “I would have thought you’d have put up more of a fight.” “P-Please...” Sansa pleased pitifully making Daenerys’ grin widen. “Please what? Are you asking me to make you cum? In that case you must beg for it.” Daenerys demanded as she withdrew her fingers from Sansa's snatch and lightly pinched her clit making her gasp. “Beg your Queen to make you cum.” “P-Please Your Grace.” Sansa stuttered out, her cheeks flushed with shame and excitement “P-Please make...” she trailed off unable to find the words. “Please make my slutty Northern cunt cum.” Daenerys suggested with a whisper as she rolled the erect nub between her fingers. “And say it nice and loud for me.” “Please Make My Slutty Northern Cunt Cum!” she cried out as she thrust her hips against Daenerys’ hand. “Well, since you asked so nicely.” Daenerys grinned as she forced her lips against Sansa's and thrust her fingers back inside of her while her thumb ground against her clitoris, muffling her cries of ecstasy as her love juices sprayed out of her pussy to soak Daenerys’ hand and the sheets beneath her. Continuing to kiss the Northern girl as her body shook Daenerys continued to pump her fingers in and out of her convulsing love channel until the girl went limp in her arms. Breaking the kiss Daenerys smiled at her and said “Did you enjoy that my sweet?” “Y-Yes your Grace.” Sansa panted out. “Are you ready to submit to me?” she asked as she brought her sticky finger up to cup Sansa's chin. Getting a meek nod from the girl Daenerys’ grin widened as she said “Stick out your tongue.” Doing as she was told Sansa opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Climbing on top of her Daenerys smiled and gathered her saliva before spitting directly onto her tongue. When it landed on her Daenerys smiled and said “Swallow.” Watching as Sansa swallowed her saliva Daenerys grinned and lightly kissed Sansa's soft lips. “Good girl. It seems like you’re ready to serve me.” “I-I am your Grace.” Sansa nodded. “Good, because it’s time for you to bend the knee.” She leered as she pulled Sansa off the bed. Pushing the girl down to her knees Daenerys stood in front of her and stroked her hair as she allowed the younger girl to drink in the sight of her naked body. “Are you ready to prove your subservience?” “Yes Your Grace.” Sansa nodded. “Good girl.” She smiled as she pulled Sansa's face to her crotch. “Inhale.” She commanded. Doing as she was told Sansa nuzzled into her cleft and started to sniff at Daenerys’s musky scent. “Do you like?” Daenerys smirked down at her. Getting a nod from the girl as she continued to bury her nose in her snatch Daenerys said “Good because you’re going to spending a lot of time down there. Now then,” she started as she stepped closer to Sansa so that she slipped her legs over her shoulders forcing Sansa's head back “I am going to piss in your mouth and you are going to swallow every drop, lick me clean and then thank me. Understood?” “Yes Your Grace.” Sansa nodded submissively. “Good girl.” Daenerys smiled “Now open wide.” She commanded. When Sansa did as she was told Daenerys reached down to spread her lips and unleashed a stream of yellow urine which splashed against Sansa's chin before re-aiming the stream to land directly on her tongue. Grinning as she watched Sansa swallow hurriedly in an effort to stop her mouth from overflowing Daenerys affectionately caressed her soft red hair until the stream dried up. Letting out a soft moan as she felt Sansa extend her tongue and started to lap at her pussy Daenerys smirked down at her and said “What do you say?” “Thank you, your Grace.” Sansa said in between licks. “Good girl.” Daenerys praised her. “Did you enjoy that?” “Yes, Your Grace.” Sansa nodded as she flicked her clit with her tongue. “Good.” She smiled as she sat back on the bed. “Then I’m sure you’re going to love this. Missandei!” she called out. Turning her head as the door to her room opened Sansa blushed as she watched Missandei approach them carrying a small chest in her arms. “Having fun your Grace?” the former slave smiled as she placed the chest on the bed next to Daenerys. “Very much so. Lady Sansa was just professing her subservience to me.” Daenerys grinned. Looking down at the Northern girl Missandei bent at the waist and grabbed Sansa's chin to force the girl to look at her “Did you thank Her Grace?” “Y-Yes.” Sansa nodded. “Good.” Missandei smiled at her as she extended her tongue to run over Sansa's chin before forcing it into her mouth. Breaking the kiss when Daenerys pointedly cleared her throat Missandei smiled up at her queen. Standing up Missandei moved to stand in between Sansa and Daenerys before leaning down and kissing her queen. As they moaned into each other’s mouths, Daenerys reached out to grab hold of and squeeze Missandei’s hips before pulling up her dress to expose her ass to Sansa. Breaking the kiss Daenerys looked over Missandei’s shoulder and smiled at the still kneeling Sansa “Lick.” She commanded as she squeezed Missandei’s ass and pulled apart her cheeks to expose her brown anus. Leaning forward Sansa buried her face into Missandei’s ass and began running her tongue up and down Missandei’s ass crack before probing her anus causing her to moan and wiggle her hips back and forth. “mmm, she’s good at this.” Missandei purred happily. “She is isn’t she?” Daenerys grinned as she gave Missandei’s rear a playful slap making her gasp and giggle “We’re going to have a lot of fun with her.” Pulling Missandei onto the bed Daenerys smiled down at the kneeling Sansa before gesturing for her to stand. When Sansa got to her feet Daenerys lifted her foot and ordered Sansa to kiss it. Allowing her to suck upon her toes for a moment Daenerys pulled Sansa back onto the bed and had her kneel on all fours. Running her hand over Sansa's pale back Daenerys cupped her chin and ordered her to watch carefully before turning her attention to Missandei. Pressing herself against the girl Daenerys forced her lips against Missandei’s and started to fondle her breasts through her dress as her hand slipped between her skirts to touch her cunny. As she let out a soft guttural moan Daenerys moved her so that she was sitting in front of Sansa, her legs spread wide and dress hitched up to expose her hairless pussy to the Northern girl. As Sansa stared down at the wet, pouting pussylips before her Daenerys opened the small chest and withdrew a metal collar from within. As Missandei tilted her head back to expose her throat Daenerys slipped the chocker around her neck, her breathing becoming ragged and her breasts heaving as she felt the cold metal against her dusky skin. “Who do you belong to?” she asked as she stared into Sansa's wide eyes. “You your Grace!” Missandei cried out, her juices flowing freely from her cunny to soak the sheet beneath her “I belong to you!” “That’s right.” Daenerys purred as she snapped the collar shut. As soon as she heard the collar being secured around her neck Missandei rolled her head backwards with a loud moan as she came, her juices spraying out from her cunny to splash against Sansa's face. Softly kissing her ear Daenerys slowly stripped the dress from Missandei’s slender body leaving her naked and revealing a tattoo of a three headed dragon upon one of her perky breasts. Grinning at the shocked look on Sansa's drenched face Daenerys adoringly ran her fingers over her sigil and said “You like? I did it myself. I think it came out rather well myself.” She said as she lightly pinched Missandei’s nipple causing her to moan softly. Seeing Sansa stare at them in wide eyed shock Daenerys left Missandei and approached the Northern girl “Don’t be so shocked my sweet. I like to mark all my belongings.” She purred as she gently traced her fingers down Sansa's spine before slipping behind her and pressing her body to Sansa's back and whispered into her ear. “I’m such a wicked queen aren’t I? I’m call the Breaker of Chains but after spending so long in Essos and Slavers Bay I discovered that nothing turns me on more than putting a collar around the neck of my favourite playthings and branding them.” She said huskily as she ground her crotch against Sansa's ass. “I wonder where I should put yours.” She pondered as her hands roamed her body. “On your ass perhaps?” she suggested as she pinched Sansa's rump “Or how about on your breast?” she said as she tugged on her nipple. “That way everyone will see it when you were a low cut dress.” She leered as she chewed on Sansa's ear before sliding her hand down her stomach to grasp her pubic hair between her fingers and gave it a sharp tug making Sansa whimper “Or perhaps I should have Missandei shave you bald down here and place my mark above your tight little slit? Would you like that my little slut?” Daenerys asked as she flicked her clit making her buck her hips. “I-If it would please Your Grace.” Sansa replied meekly. “Good girl, you’ve already learned your place.” Daenerys smiled before moving back to the chest Missandei had brought with her and withdrew another collar. Her breath catching in her throat as the queen returned to kneel in front of her Sansa's body trembled as Daenerys reached out to tenderly caress her cheek with a smile. “Missandei.” Daenerys called out all the while staring into Sansa's blue eyes. Moving next to Sansa Missandei reached out and gathered up Sansa's flowing hair and drew it upwards to allow Daenerys to slip the metal band around her neck. Shuddering as the latch snapped shut Sansa stared up at Daenerys as the queen as she stroked her cheek. “There we go. Now you’re my perfect little pet.” She grinned “Missandei, wine.” Daenerys commanded as she continued to toy with her hair. Receiving the bottle Daenerys brought it to her lips to take a sip before pressing it to Sansa's, the girl coughing and spluttering as the wine was forced down her throat. “You like the wine? I have a way to make it even tastier.” She said as she pulled Misandei in front of her. Having the former slave thrust her crotch out Daenerys ordered Sansa to extend her tongue to rest against her labia. Petting her head Daenerys upended the bottle over Missandei’s stomach so that it flowed down her abdomen and over Sansa's tongue. As Sansa ran her tongue over Missandei’s smooth mound to lap at the wine Daenerys stroked her pale back with a smile and said “You’re such a good little girl. Bark for me.” Looking up at Daenerys in confusion Sansa said “Y-Your Grace?” “Our Queen wants you to bark like the dog you are.” Missandei said as she rubbed her crotch against her face. Meekly looking up at Daenerys Sansa let out a small woof. “Again,” Daenerys grinned down at her “Louder this time. And keep licking Missandei while you bark.” She grinned as she watched Sansa comply with her demands. As the girl barked between licks Daenerys moved behind her and started caressing her pale rear “That’s it, now howl for me.” she said as she jammed the neck of the bottle into Sansa's unprepared ass. Her eyes going wide at the sudden invasion Sansa let out a loud scream as she threw her head back and tried to move away only for Missandei to wrap her thighs around her head and hold her in place. Fucking her ass with the bottle Daenerys enjoyed the noises she was making while her slender body convulsed. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you my little bitch?” Daenerys asked as she twisted the bottle inside of Sansa's bowels making her whimper pitifully. “Answer her Grace when she speaks to you.” Missandei scolded her as she said squeezed her thighs around her head. “I am.” Sansa reluctantly admitted. “Then you’re going to love what I’m about to do to you.” Daenerys growled as she gave Sansa's ass a slap before withdrawing the bottle and setting it to the side. Watching the girl’s body sag with relief Daenerys moved back to the chest and withdrew a dildo made out of lacquered wood. Inserting one end of it inside her pussy Daenerys moved to stand next to Missandei who leaned in and started adoringly kissing the fake phallus all the while Sansa stared up at her wide eyed. Stroking Missandei’s hair Daenerys asked the former slave “Where should I take her first?” “I bet she’d love it in the ass.” Missandei said as she took the cock between her lips and started to fellate it. “Where would you like my cock Lady Sansa?” Daenerys smirked down at the girl. “W-Wherever my Grace pleases.” Sansa said meekly. “Good girl.” Daenerys smiled and petted her head. Stepping off of the bed Daenerys stroked her saliva coated cock as she watched Missandei move Sansa so that she was laying on the bed on her back with her head hanging off the edge. Stepping in front of her Daenerys reached down to run her fingers through her soft red hair as Missandei climbed on top of the Stark girl tugged on her chin to force her mouth open. Smirking at the sight Daenerys took a firm grip on the back of Sansa's head and thrust into her mouth, her cock sliding deep into her gullet and didn’t stop until her crotch met Sansa's lips even as the girl gagged and choked on her girth. Allowing her but a moment to get used to having something so large lodged in her throat Daenerys pulled back until she had all but left her mouth and gave her enough time to gasp for air before thrusting back inside all the way to the hilt. As Daenerys began face fucking the Northern girl, Missandei kissed Sansa’s bulging throat before trailing her lips down Sansa's collarbone towards her perky breast. Sucking one of her teats into her mouth Missandei chewed on the nipple and roughly fondled the other breast before sliding a hand downwards to caress her swollen, pouting labia causing Sansa to slowly roll her hips against her palm. Grinning around the teat in her mouth Missandei slide her hand lower and between her thighs so that her fingers could tease her asshole. As Sansa groaned around the dick in her mouth Missandei wormed her fingers inside her anal cavity while the heel of her palm ground against her clitoris. As she continued to molest Sansa's supple body Missandei carefully kept Sansa on the precipice of orgasm; bringing her to the edge of ecstasy only to ease off before she reached climax. Once she had determined Sansa had reached her limit Missandei smiled up at her queen. Returning her smile Daenerys removed one hand from the back of Sansa's head to lovingly caress Missandei’s cheek as she pulled out of Sansa's throat releasing a torrent of gag-spit which spilled out over Sansa's pretty face covering her features in slime. With tendrils of saliva connecting her cock to Sansa's soft pouting lips Daenerys grinned as she watched the girl gasp for air. Twirling a strand of Sansa's red hair around a finger as she coughed and heaved Daenerys leaned down and huskily whispered “Now that my cock is nice and wet we can have some real fun.” Moving Sansa back onto all fours with her face in Missandei’s lap Daenerys began running her slick cock up and down Sansa's labia, teasingly sliding the tip passed her lips only to pull back before entering her. As Sansa whimpered pitifully at the teasing she endured Missandei leaned down and whispered into her ear “You want Her Grace’s cock deep inside of you don’t you? You want to feel your tight little holes stretched out as she thrusts into you?” getting a meek nod from the girl Missandei said “Then you must look over your shoulder, spread yourself and beg Her Grace to rape you.” Swallowing hard Sansa looked over her shoulder at Daenerys and reached behind her to pull apart her cheeks to expose her anus and spread to labia to reveal her pink flesh to the Dragon Queen. “P-Please Rape me!” she pleaded only to cry out when Daenerys struck her behind. Grasping Sansa's hair Daenerys yanked her head back and said “Raping you implies I’m taking you against your will but that can’t possibly be right can it? After all, a loyal little slut like you must be more than willing to offer her holes for me to use as I please.” Daenerys said as she pinched Sansa's ass cheek hard. “Isn’t that right?” Sparing the smirking Missandei a look Sansa nodded her head and said “O-Of course, Your Grace. P-Please use me however you please.” “Good girl.” Daenerys praised her as she affectionately caressed her pale read before thrusting deep into her cleft causing her to arch her back as she cried out. Forcing her face back into Missandei’s crotch Daenerys’ thrusts were slow and methodical and with Sansa's pussy already primed by Missandei’s ministrations she soon had the girl bucking her hips and thrusting them back against Daenerys’ cock. Pressing herself into the girls back Daenerys kissed her shoulder and said “Do you want to cum? Do you want your Queen to make you cum?” “Yes!” Sansa moaned, her cries muffled by Missandei’s crotch. “Then you must first make Missandei cum. Once you’ve done that then we’ll see to your pleasure.” Daenerys purred as reached around her body to fondle her breasts. Nodding her head in understanding Sansa began eagerly lapping at her pussy, her tongue sliding up and down her pouting labia and flicking her swollen clitoris before delving deep into her pussy, her tongue wiggling inside her wet love channel causing Missandei to thrust her hips against Sansa's face. Grinning as she watched the girl from the Summer Isles writhe under Sansa's tongue Daenerys resumed her thrusting in and out of Sansa's cleft, her shaft slick with the girls juices as she pulled out completely and shoved her cock deep into Sansa's ass. Her eyes going wide Sansa threw her head backwards as a scream tore from her lips, her fingers clutching the sheets on either side of Missandei’s hips. Sliding her hands up Sansa's pale, shapely form to rest on her shoulders Daenerys said “Really now, Missandei can’t be expected to cum if all you do is moan.” “Though I’d be lying if I said it didn’t help.” Missandei grinned. “Quite.” Daenerys smiled as she grabbed the back of Sansa's head and forced her back between Missandei’s dusky thighs. Leaning down to chew on the top of Sansa's ear Daenerys growled out “Don’t you dare remove your lips from hers until she cums.” Getting a meek nod from the girl Daenerys sat up and ran her hands over her smooth back before resuming her thrusts into her ass. As Missandei slipped her thighs around Sansa's head the young Northern Lady grunted and moaned into her snatch. With her hands grasping Missandei’s soft thighs Sansa kissed and licked at the former slaves cleft and drank down her juices all the while her body rocked back and forth from the force of Daenerys’ thrusts. Watching as Missandei fondled her breasts and rocked her hips against Sansa's mouth Daenerys leaned over the Stark girl to grab Missandei by the back of her head and shove her tongue deep into her mouth while her other hand slid down her slender body and thrust her fingers inside her cleft to join Sansa's tongue. With the combined efforts of Sansa's tongue and Daenerys’ fingers it wasn’t long before Missandei came, her hips bucking wildly as her juices flooded Sansa's mouth and she moaned into Daenerys’ mouth. Allowing her to flop back onto the bed Daenerys removed her fingers from her pussy and roughly shoved them into Sansa's mouth forcing her to suck Missandei’s juices from them. Pumping her fingers in and out of her mouth Daenerys leaned down and kissed her cheek “You did very well my pet. Would you like your reward now?” “Y-Yes Your Grace.” She nodded. “I suppose you’ve earned it.” Daenerys smiled as she withdrew her cock from Sansa's ass and rolled her over so that she lay atop of Missandei. Looming over the Stark girl Daenerys cupped her cheek and gently ran her thumb over her soft lips and said “Ready my pet?” “Y-Yes Your Grace.” Sansa nodded. “Good girl.” Daenerys leered before saying “Missandei.” Recovered from her orgasm Missandei slid her hands down Sansa's body to grasp her thighs and pull them apart exposing her cunny to the queen. Running the wooden tip up and down Sansa's labia Daenerys buried her length deep into Sansa's cleft. As Sansa cried out Missandei lovingly kissed her neck and purred “That’s it you little whore. Moan for our Queen.” As Daenerys thrust hard into Sansa's cunny the Northern girl wrapped her arms and legs around her queen and rolled her head back with a moan, baring her collared throat to queen and slave making them both grin as Sansa writhed between them. With Sansa meeting her every thrust with her hips Daenerys leaned down and forced her lips against Missandei’s, her tongue roaming her mouth to play with Missandei as the former slave slid her hands up Sansa's taut stomach to roughly fondle her breasts, her fingers sinking into the firm flesh before pinching and tugging on her nipples. With the combined assault on her body Sansa was soon cumming, her whole body spasming between the two women as her juices sprayed out of her cunny to soak Daenerys’ crotch before going completely limp. Breaking the kiss with Missandei Daenerys looked at the stark girl between them and grinned widely. “It looks like we wore her out.” “That tends to happen after being your plaything, Your Grace.” Missandei grinned as she removed her hands from Sansa's breasts and slid them down to cup Daenerys’ pert backside. Giving the former slave a kiss Daenerys sat up and pulled out of Sansa, enjoying the way her pussy clung to her cock and tried to keep it inside of her before pulling her off of Missandei and laying her among the pillows. Straddling her chest Daenerys smiled as she stroked Sansa's sweat and saliva soiled face. Pressing herself into her queens back Missandei kissed her pale shoulder and adoringly fondled her breasts. “You know, we could all be dead in a couple of days.” Missandei murmured. “I suppose we could.” Daenerys replied as she turned her head and kissed her. “Then perhaps we should make tonight as memorable as possible.” Missandei suggested with a leer. “That sounds like a good idea.” Daenerys agreed with a grin “Get in position.” Nodding her head with a grin Missandei moved to kneel with her knees on either side of Sansa's head with her hands braced against the headboard for support. Running her hands over Missandei’s perfect rear Daenerys returned to the chest and withdrew a whip with multiple leather thongs. Running the flail up and down her smooth back Daenerys grinned as she watched Missandei shudder. Lightly thrashing her pert buttocks to make her jump Daenerys moved next to her and grasped her by the throat to force her to look her in the eyes. “This is what you wanted isn’t it you slutty little masochist? You want your queen to punish you.” Daenerys leered as she ran the handle of her whip up and down her pouting labia causing her juices to dribble down onto Sansa's face. “Yes Your Grace!” Missandei moaned. “You naughty little slut.” Daenerys laughed as she jammed the handle into Missandei’s ass. As Daenerys slowly rotated the whip around in her ass Missandei’s squeezed the headboard so hard her knuckles turned white. Watching as Missandei bit her bottom lip to suppress her lustful moans Daenerys ran her tongue over Missandei’s cheek before spitting in her face, the girl gasping as the wad of saliva splashed over the bridge of her nose and into her eye. Enjoying the way Missandei’s breasts rose and fell as she panted excitedly Daenerys withdrew the whip from her ass and leaned in to huskily whisper into her ear “Ready for your punishment?” “Yes My Queen!” Missandei replied with baited breath as Daenerys’ spit dripped down her face towards her lips. Grinning at her Daenerys lifted her arm back and brought the flail down on Missandei’s pussy, the strips of leather lashing her sensitive lips causing her to throw her head back with a scream as she came, her juices spraying out over Sansa's face as her hips bucked wildly before losing all self-control and voided her bladder. Startled out of her stupor by the sudden stream splashing over her face Sansa looked up to see Missandei’s still urinating pussy directly above her face and turned her head away to avoid the stream only for Daenerys to grab her by the hair and pulled her mouth to her mound and commanded her to drink. Grinning as she watched Sansa hurriedly swallow Missandei’s juices and piss Daenerys nuzzled into the side of the former slaves face before gently kissing her cheek. When her orgasm had finally run its course Missandei slumped down limply smothering Sansa with her crotch. Holding the still quivering Missandei in her arms Daenerys asked “Did you enjoy that my sweet?” “Yes Your Grace.” Missandei smiled as she leaned in and kissed Daenerys “Please punish me more.” Smirking at her Daenerys looked down between Missandei’s legs at the stark girl. “And what about you, did you enjoy it as much as Missandei?” she asked as she slid her hand down Sansa's body and jammed her fingers into her snatch making her groan into Missandei’s pussy “Come out from under there and get into position like Missandei.” Doing as she was told Sansa slipped out from beneath Missandei and moved to kneel next to her, her ass thrust out as she held onto the headboard. Admiring the pale and tanned bodies before her Daenerys grinned before lashing out at Sansa's back making her cry out in pain. Running her hands over the rapidly forming welts Daenerys leaned in and kissed her way up Sansa's spine and whispered into her ear “Don’t worry, I know how to whip you as to not leave any permanent scars. Look at Missandei, I’ve been whipping her for a long time and she doesn’t have a mark on her.” She said as she forced Sansa to look over at Missandei’s unblemished skin. Lightly striking both their proffered asses with her whip Daenerys moved to stand in front of them before reaching out to grab them both by their hair and pulled their faces towards her crotch where they both started lapping at her pussy “That’s it you naughty sluts.” Daenerys moaned as she released the hand on the back of Missandei’s head to pick up the whip again and lashed out at Sansa's back making her yelp into her pussy. “I hope both of you are prepared. Tonight is going to be very long and exhausting for the both of you.” She grinned. As the assembled commanders left the war room Daenerys gestured for Sansa to remain. Stepping close to the girl Daenerys asked “What do you think?” “I think we’re all going to die.” Sansa sighed as she looked over the table which displayed their battle plan. “I wouldn’t be so pessimistic if I were you.” Daenerys murmured as she reached out to squeeze Sansa's ass making her gasp and blush. “Your Grace!” Sansa hissed as she looked around to see if anyone had seen. Ignoring her complaint, Daenerys rubbed her pert backside before slipping the hand beneath her skirts to tease her pussy and anus making Sansa grasp the table for support. Smiling at the reaction she got from the girl Daenerys moved to stand directly behind Sansa and wrapped her arms around her waist. “I have devised a method of inspiring the men to deeds of epic valour.” Daenerys declared as she rested her chin on Sansa's shoulder. “H-How will you do that?” Sansa murmured. “I’ll promise that should we weather the coming storm, all who fought and survived the battle shall get to fuck you.” Daenerys revealed with a grin causing Sansa to whirl around wide eyed and cry out “What!?” Placing her hands on the table on either side of Sansa Daenerys leaned in close until their lips were almost touching “You’re going to let every man, woman and child who fights and survives do whatever they want to do to you.” She purred. “It seems a fitting reward for fighting so hard, no?” seeing Sansa at a loss for words Daenerys grabbed her hips and turned her around before pushing her forward so that she was bent over the table with her chest pressed against the hard wood, scattering the units representing their forces over the table. “Everyone who survives shall have a turn with you, be they lords or small folk they’ll celebrate the victory by plunging their cocks into whatever holes of yours they desire. By the time you’re finished rewarding every Dothraki, Wildling and Northman I imagine you’ll have given birth to at least a dozen bastards. And each and every one of them will be my plaything just like their mother.” She breathed into Sansa's ear as she brushed aside Sansa's hair to reveal a three headed dragon tattoo on the nape of her neck. Still red and enflamed Sansa let out a pitiful whimper as Daenerys lovingly kissed the brand “You’ll be remembered in history as the Whore of House Stark, doesn’t that sound wonderful?” she asked as she roughly rubbed Sansa's cunny making her shudder. “Y-Yes Your Grace.” She nodded meekly. “I’m glad you agree.” Daenerys grinned as she released her hold on the girl “Missandei, bring them in.” She called out. At her command Missandei entered the room followed by three solders, one Dothraki, one Wildling and one Northman. Allowing Sansa to stand up straight Daenerys pulled her over to the three men. “Good evening gentlemen,” Daenerys said in the common tongue while Missandei translated for the Dothraki “I trust you are well.” “Yes, thank you your Grace.” The Northman replied submissively to the queen. “I asked Missandei to gather the three of you to help motivate the men for the coming battle.” Daenerys smiled “Should we prevail everyone who survives shall receive a special reward from Lady Sansa. And to ensure everyone knows just what they shall get, Lady Sansa shall give each of you a taste of the reward to come so you can spread the word to all your comrades.” She grinned before pushing Sansa forward. Blushing bright red Sansa brought her trembling hands up and slowly pulled off her dress revealing her pale, nubile body to the men. As the Northman looked upon her in shock the Dothraki and Wildling both eyed her exposed flesh lustfully. Smiling at them all Daenerys rested her hand on the small of Sansa's back and said “Lady Sansa, why don’t you get up on the table and show them what they’re fighting for.” Doing as she was told Sansa climbed up onto the table and knelt on all fours with her ass thrust out towards the men. “Feel free to examine your prize.” Daenerys offered. Stepping forward first the Dothraki grabbed hold of her hips and squeezed them, his thick calloused fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he pulled apart her cheeks to reveal her pink anus. Cupping her mound the man rubbed her roughly and stroked her soft pubic hair before saying something in Dothraki. “He says you have nice wide hips. He thinks you would give him a strong son.” Daenerys said as Missandei poured her a glass of wine. “He’s also never bedded a women with red hair before.” “Us Free Folk call it kissed by fire.” The wildling said as he approached her and flipped her over “We consider it lucky.” He leered as he reached out to grope her breasts making her whimper “So you’re saying if we win this fight we get to have her?” “I’m saying the three of you can have her right now.” Daenerys replied “And the survivors of this war with the Night King get to have a night with Lady Sansa, more than one if she likes you.” The queen smiled as she sipped her wine. “We want you to make sure every man in the army knows just what they have to look forward to should we win.” “W-We can’t do this to Lady Sansa!” the Northman cried aghast though his eyes never strayed far from the apex of her legs or her perky breasts. “Why ever not?” Daenerys asked with a raised eyebrow. “Lady Sansa wants to personally reward all those brave men risking their lives for us. Lady Sansa, why don’t you show him just how appreciative you are.” Daenerys grinned. Nodding her head Sansa slipped off the table and approached the Northman, letting out a small yelp as the Wildling slapped her ass as she walked by. Standing before him Sansa wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned up to press her lips against his. As her tongue invaded his mouth the Northman groaned and reached out to grasp her hips to pull her slender body against his, his hands sliding over them to cup and squeeze her soft ass. Breaking the kiss Sansa smiled at the man before slowly sinking to her knees before him and reached out to extract his stiffening cock. Holding his thick cock in her hands Sansa began pumping her slender fingers up and down his length before leaning forward and kissing his leaking slit. Letting out a moan as her soft lips rolled over his cockhead the Northman grasped the back of her head and started to thrust into her mouth. As she sucked hard on the dick in her mouth Sansa was soon rewarded with a mouthful of thick cum that spilled down her chin. Swallowing noisily Sansa smiled up at the panting Northman with cum glazed lips before extending her tongue to lap at his seed. “Enjoying yourself?” Daenerys asked with a grin. “Y-Yes, thank you Your Grace.” The man nodded as he continued to stroke her soft hair. “I’m glad to hear that.” She smiled as she looked at the other two men “I’m sure lady Sansa would like to show the two of you her appreciation as well.” Nodding their heads the men approached Sansa, their cocks already out and hard as they thrust them towards Sansa's face. With her hand still wrapped around the Northmans cock Sansa grasped the Wildlings dick while she wrapped her lips around the Dothraki’s and began bobbing her head up and down his cock. Grinning as she watched Sansa transfer her lips between the three men to give them equal oral attention Daenerys pulled Missandei against her and started fondling her breasts through her dress until all three men came; each of them firing their thick loads across Sansa's tongue and face forcing her to squeeze her eyes closed. Leaving Missandei’s side Daenerys stepped behind Sansa and pulled her hair back out of her face before running a finger over her face to scoop up the cum and scrape it off on Sansa's top teeth. Once Sansa was able to open her eyes she blinked rapidly to unstick her cum laced eyelashes and stare up at her queen waiting for her next command. Still stroking Sansa's hair Daenerys smiled at the men and said “Did you all enjoy that?” getting a chorus of yeses from the men Daenerys grinned and said “That was just a small token of Lady Sansa's gratitude. She’ll be even more appreciative once we win the battle.” “You said we’d get to do as we want with her right now.” The Wildling pointed out as he leered down at Sansa's breasts. “So I did.” Daenerys grinned as she reached down to cup one of Sansa's tits before pulling her to her feet and forcing her thighs apart. “And I’m sure you’ll be able to tell how eager Lady Sansa is to demonstrate to you all just how much your valour impresses her.” She leered as pressed her knee into the small of Sansa's back to force her crotch out towards the men. Reaching out to cup her mound the Wildling grinned as he felt how wet she was “Seems plenty eager to me.” he said as he teased her clit making her buck her hips and moan softly. “Then feel free to enjoy her.” Daenerys leered as she pushed Sansa towards the men. Grabbing hold of her the Dothraki pulled Sansa over to the table and pushed her against it. With one hand pressed into the middle of her back to pin her to the table before pushing her thighs apart with his knee. Grasping his thick cock the Horse Lord ran his tip up and down her ass crack before plunging his dick deep into her snatch, burying his entire length deep into her cleft causing her to cry out and arch her back against his palm. Sliding his hand upwards the man grabbed a fistful of her scarlet locks and yanked her head backwards as he slammed his hips against hers. Falling into a steady rhythm that was punctuated with grunts from both participants the Dothraki reached down and squeezed her ass, his thick fingers sinking into her soft pale flesh before sliding the hand upwards to roughly grasp her breast. Moaning at the rough fondling she was enduring Sansa began thrusting her hips back against his too meet his as she bit her bottom lip and cried out “Harder!” Calling out in Dothraki Missandei smiled and said “I believe that’s the word you’re looking for.” As Sansa started to repeat her plea in Dothraki the man grabbed her hips and flipped her over. Grabbing her ankles the man lifted them upwards so that her legs were draped over his shoulders and began slamming his cock even harder into her wet snatch rocking her whole body with the force of his thrusts causing her firm perky breasts bounce alluringly. Staring lustfully down at her tits the Dothraki slid his hands up her chest and roughly squeezed the mounds making Sansa arch her back and thrust her breasts out towards him all the while gasping out “Harder!” in Dothraki. Spurred on by her impassioned demands he moved his hands back down to her hips and lifted her up as if she weighed nothing. With his fingers digging into her ass the man started sliding her up and down his cock, gravity helping him reach even deeper inside of her so that his bulbous tip butted against her cervix. Throwing her arms over his shoulders Sansa clawed at his back, her nails leaving red gouges on his copper-toned skin causing him to growl lustfully and lean down to bite at her breasts, his teeth gnashing on her pink, erect nipple causing her to throw her head back in a cry of ecstasy. As her spasming pussy soaked his crotch and caressed his cock the man grunted and gave one final thrust deep into her cleft as he filled her with his seed, his cum spurting out around his cock to drip down Sansa's thighs. Panting heavily the Dothraki deposited the sweat soaked girl on the table and gave her breast an affectionate caress before pulling out of her causing a torrent of sperm to spill from her cleft. Not even given a moments respite the Dothraki was immediately replaced by the wildling. Looming over her the man leered down at her naked flesh before groping her tits, his fingers digging into her mounds before pinching her nipples, his fingers twisting and tugging on the stiff teats making her whimper. Pulling her from the table he dropped her onto the floor with a startled cry as she lay with her face to the ground and her ass in the air. Kneeling behind her the wildling grabbed his cock and ran it up and down her pussy to wet his tip before pressing it into her asshole and thrust inside of her making Sansa scream as his cock stretched out her anus. With one hand pressing into her shoulder to keep her pinned to the floor while his other grasped her thick red hair and tugged her head backwards using it for purchase as he thrust into her. As the sound of their slapping flesh rang out mixed in with their grunts the Wildling slid the hand on her shoulder down her back and over her flank to roughly squeeze her breast causing her to whimper and claw at the carpet beneath her. “You got a nice tight little arse.” The Wildling grunted as he increased the speed of his thrusts “You like this? You like getting buggered up your tight little highborn arse by my fat cock? “Yes!” Sansa groaned. “Why don’t you start playing with your loose little twat.” He suggested as he released her hair and tit in favour of grasping her hips allowing him to pull her back and forth like a rag doll. Doing as she was told Sansa brought one of her hands between her thighs and started to rub her pussy, letting out small groans as her fingers ran up and down her sensitive, swollen labia. As she stimulated herself Sansa began panting heavily and rocking her hips back to meet his, her asshole squeezing the cock inside of her making the man grin. “That’s it you slut, moan for me!” he ordered her as he thrust even harder inside of her until he came, his cock swelling inside of her ass as he coated her innermost walls with his seed. Panting heavily, the Wildling smirked down at the exhausted Sansa and stroked her back before sliding his hand down to squeeze and pinch her ass. Not getting much reaction from the limp girl the man slapped her ass before starting to piss inside of her. Realising what she was being filled with Sansa squealed and began to squirm about beneath him prompt him to pull his cock from her ass and aim his stream up her back until it splashed through her hair. Grabbing her by the back of her head the man turned her to face him and directed his piss against her face, making her cry out as his urine splashed into her eyes making the sting before pressing his tip to her lips and forced her to drink. Smirking as she watched her noisily gulp down his water while blinking her eyes in an effort to clear them. When he had emptied his bladder the man ordered him to clean his cock. Doing as she was told Sansa leaned in and extended her tongue to lap at the droplets of piss on his slit before drawing his tip into her mouth, grimacing as she tasted her own ass on his cock. Grinning at the distasteful look on her face as she obediently ran her tongue over his cockhead the Wildling rested his hand on top of her head and said “Never thought I’d see the day when Ned Starks pretty little daughter willingly sucks my cock.” He smirked causing Sansa to blush and avert her red, stinging eyes shamefaced “This’ll be a memory that keeps me warm during the long winter nights.” He laughed as he began slamming his cock into her throat causing her to choke and gag. With his sweaty balls slapping against her chin as he face fucked her it wasn’t long before the man came again, his first load coating her oesophagus before pulling back to shoot thick ropes of cum over her tongue and fill her mouth with his seed. Grimacing as she gulped down his sperm Sansa sat there on the floor gasping for breath. “What do you say?” Daenerys asked as she fingered Missandei’s pussy, the former slave grinding herself against her queen as she moaned. “T-Thank you...” Sansa murmured. “You’re very welcome Lady Stark.” The Wildling smirked as he slapped her face with his cock before stepping away from the girl. Seeing that the final man had yet to approach Daenerys looked at him and asked “Is there something the matter?” “I...I don’t... I can’t... To Lady Sansa...” he stumbled over his words as he stared at Sansa's roughly used body. “Do you not find Lady Sansa attractive?” Daenerys wondered. “Of course I do!” The Northman said “But-” “Then there’s no need to hold back.” Daenerys grinned “Sansa, show him how grateful you are for his bravery.” Nodding her head Sansa shakily got to her feet and approached the man. Moulding her body to his Sansa wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. Letting out a moan the man grabbed hold of her hips and held her close, not seeming to mind the taste of piss and cum that lingered in her mouth. As her tongue explored his mouth Sansa slid one hand down to grasp his shaft and started to pump her fist up and down his length causing his pre-cum to smear against her pale stomach. “Lady Sansa...” the Northman moaned into her mouth as he slid a hand upwards to tenderly cup her breast. Drawing him down to the floor Sansa mounted his cock and let out a groan he slid deep inside of her. Breaking the kiss the man dragged his lips down her throat towards her breasts, sucking her pink nipple into his mouth to suckle, flick and chew on the pink teat causing her to roll her head backwards with a moan as she bounced up and down on his shaft. Wrapping her arms around his head to hold him to her chest Sansa increased the speed of her hips onto to cry out when the Dothraki man came up behind her and shoved his cock into her ass. With both holes filled at the same time Sansa came hard, her juices gushing out to soak the man beneath her as her orifices squeezed the invading shafts. Grabbing hold of her hips the Dothraki grunted as he started slamming his dick deep into her bowels, not pausing for a moment even as she convulsed between them. Grasping her hair the Wildling yanked her head backwards and stepped forward to straddle her face, depositing his large, sweaty balls into her open mouth. As she gargled his balls the tip of the Wildlings penis rested on the bridge of her nose so that his pre-cum dribbled down into the corners of her eyes. Smirking down at look on her face as she squinted up at him the Wildling moved so that his ass was directly above her mouth and his balls rested on her eyes and ordered her to lick. Doing as she was told Sansa extended her tongue and lapped at his asshole, tonguing at his anus as he jerked off his cock so that his pre-cum spilled over her forehead and into her hair. Watching the lurid spectacle with interest Daenerys had finally tired of teasing Missandei and pushed her down to her knees and forced her face between her skirts. As Missandei held onto her queens hips and lapped at her pussy Daenerys stroked her hair and reached down to fondle her breast causing Missandei to moan into her snatch. Seeing that her moans had attracted the wildlings attention Daenerys reached down and lifted up the back of Missandei’s dress to expose her ass to him. “Like what you see?” Daenerys asked “I do.” The Wildling leered though his eyes were more focused on Daenerys’ body than Missandei’s shapely ass. “Don’t suppose I could take a turn could I?” “Are you referring to me or her?” Daenerys smiled. “Either.” The man grinned. Returning his smirk Daenerys pulled Missandei to her feet and turned her around to face the orgy before them. Kissing her slender neck Daenerys slowly stripped Missandei revealing her nubile form to the Wildling and the Dothraki who had taken an interest in what was happening while the Northman seemed to be content with Sansa's breasts. Chewing on Missandei’s ear as her hands roamed her body, pinching her nipples and rubbing her hairless mound to make her moan before pulling her onto the table. Making her sit with her feet on the table and her legs spread wide Daenerys stood behind her and roughly played with her breasts. As Daenerys teased her erect nipples she whispered into her ear “Look at them salivating over your slutty body. Can you imagine what they’d do to you if I let them? You’ve never have a Dothraki inside you have you? Can you imagine being stretched out by his cock? Being taken over and over again as he treats you like a piece of fuck meat? And how about that Wildling? I bet he’s never seen a woman from Naath let alone fucked one. Let’s give him his first look at a Naathi pussy.” She said as she slid a hand down her smooth stomach to spread her pussylips and expose her pink flesh to them. “Should I let them fuck you?” Daenerys asked. “Should I give you to them and let them violate your every hole and soil you with their thick seed until your slutty little fuck holes are all worn out? Would you like that?” Daenerys asked as she ran her tongue over her face and started to pump her finger in and out of her pussy. Panting heavily and she thrust her hips against Daenerys’ hand Missandei chewed on her bottom lips as she stared lustfully at them men, the Dothraki slamming his cock hard into Sansa's asshole while the Wildling had repositioned himself so that he could once again roughly face fuck the Northern girl, “I-If it would please Your Grace...” Missandei replied. Pinching Missandei’s clit Daenerys said “mmm, no I’m not one to share my favourite toy. They’ll just have to be content with playing with Lady Sansa.” She told the girl loud enough for the men to hear her decision. Pulling her fingers from her cleft Daenerys hooked her fingers into Missandei’s mouth to force her to taste her own juices. “Myself on the other hand is going to play with my toy to my hearts content.” She growled as she pulled her backwards so that her head was handing off the edge of the table and slipped her skirts over the girls head. Pressing her pussy to her lips Daenerys let out a soft moan as Missandei began lapping at her lips and reached down to roughly knead her breasts before pressing her body flat against Missandei’s and spread her lips to let her lick at her pink flesh before lightly chewing on her clit, tormenting and teasing Missandei’s sensitive nub making her buck her hips wildly as her juices flowed from her cleft. With the added stimulation of seeing the two gorgeous women playing together it wasn’t long before both the Wildling and Dothraki came, setting off Sansa's own orgasm which in turn made the Northman cum; filling her mouth, cunny and ass with their seed. As the men stepped away from Sansa, Daenerys lifted herself up off of Missandei’s mouth and moved next to the kneeling girl as she panted hard. Affectionately stroking her red, sweat, cum and piss matted hair Daenerys said “I trust this was an adequate display of the rewards victory will bring you?” she smiled to which her received a chorus of nods “Good, then go and tell everyone you meet just what they have to look forward to.” She leered as she reached down and pinched Sansa's nipple. “You can trust that I’ll be telling even my grandkids about having my balls sucked and bunghole licked by the Lady of Winterfell but I doubt anyone will believe me.” the Wildling said. “mmm, true.” Daenerys nodded as she twirled her finger around a lock of Sansa's hair “Then how about we give you some proof?” Daenerys suggested as she drew a knife and carefully cut off three locks of hair and handed it to the three men “This should do as evidence.” “Thank you My Lady.” The Northman said to Sansa as he held her hair to his heart “I’ll wear it as a token of your favour in the coming battle.” “I still don’t think anyone will believe that I buggered Ned Starks daughter even with this but I’m sure it’ll bring me luck.” The wildling smirked down at her. As the two men left the Dothraki brought the hair to his nose to inhale the lingering scent before grunting something out in Drothraki. Looking up at her queen Sansa asked “What did he say?” “His name.” Daenerys grinned “He wants you to know it so that when he mounts you again after we win you know what to scream out.” With her cheeks colouring, Sansa fluttered her eyelashes and demurely repeated his name before leaning in kissing his swollen cockhead. Grasping the back of her head the Dothraki began thrusting into her gullet. As they watched Sansa getting face fucked Missandei hugged Daenerys from behind and lovingly kissed her neck “The Wildling has a point Your Grace. Who would believe that Lady Sansa is whoring herself out to the men?” “True I suppose.” Daenerys considered as the Dotharki man finished in Sansa's mouth before putting his cock away and leaving. “Perhaps we should go and make sure they can verify the claims.” Daenerys said with a wicked grin. Approaching the exhausted Stark girl Daenerys draped a fur over Sansa's naked body and pulled her to her feet. “Come along now Sansa, we have much to do.” “My...My dress...” Sansa murmured as she clung to her queen. “Oh, you won’t be needing that my dear.” Daenerys smiled “Missandei is going to take you on a tour of the camp to show off your body to everyone and your dress will just get in the way.” Seeing the panicked look on her face Daenerys smiled and said “Don’t worry my pet. You shan’t be fucking anyone, just showing off.” She said as she slipped Sansa's collar around her throat. “Unless you get too cold of course. Then I’m sure Missandei will find someone to put something warm in you.” “Y-You’re not coming Your Grace?” Sansa asked meekly. “No I have other business to attend to.” She said with a smirk as she held up a second collar. “I’m going to find your sister.”