Ch.89

As time passed, Argon, my eldest by Margaery, had decided to step up when Loras died with no heir. The Reach welcomed him as their king. Then Faust, my son with Sansa, had decided to take the trials and craft his throne, to take over for me in Dorne. My other children were married off by choice for the good of Dorne or Chose different paths.

I had a daughter by Ros who'd become a teacher, a son by Gilly who became a knight and several others that followed him or chose the wandering warrior routine I'd spent near two decades doing. Cersei's children were raised to be strong and while the females chose to marry low for love, the males were sent to Essos when they wanted the throne as well. Cersei always had more children because I pushed her baby making to the limits over the years.

When I retired from the throne officially, I passed the crown to Faust who wore it well. He was the definition of the saying to rule is to do every job at least once so you know what it entails. A smart and strong lad that would make Dorne as strong as it can be. He had married the youngest sand snake of the Martell's brats so he had a capable wife as well.

Their house may be gone, but a few had survived. In Starfall where the dragons roosted, I retired with my women and put Cersei's body through the ringer. When I wasn't with one of my other women who'd decided they were done having children for now, I was planting seed in her and she was nearly always fertile. It stayed that way for nearly a century as a small army of Cersei's brats had gone to Essos.

Cersei knew she was immortal by then, giving birth through her tight cunt like a squealing sow for the hundred odd time. I watched as my women cared for the baby and Cersei asked how she was feeling now. I shrugged telling her that I'd made her immortal and her daughter by Jaime had come back almost three years after the war in the north to sell me her virginity and herself in exchange for a guarantee that I would let Cersei herself go instead of killing her when her time owed to society was up.

She asked about her children here and I shrugged. "You can stay and help raise them, letting me have you whenever I desire or you can go to Essos, meet up with your children there except those here and no doubt plot your revenge on me. The choice is yours, but Myrcella is here and has been in the west wing ever since she came to barter for your life. Like you, she's had a great many children and like you she's immortal. Only unlike you she cannot leave because she gave her vow of eternity as my whore in exchange for your freedom when your sentence was up."

She said she wanted to see her so I waved and Sansa brought in the pregnant girl who immediately knelt and freed me, sucking me off right there without paying attention to who else was in the room. Only when she swallowed a lot did she even notice Cersei was there. I let Cersei nurse the newborn while speaking with Myrcella who was nude and had her tits, bellybutton and clit pierced.

Her freshly fucked slit dripped seed while I told her Cersei was freed today. She congratulated her mother and started breast feeding off her while spreading herself. I didn't mind and just slid in the forever tight sheath, rocking and swaying until she climaxed around me and I poured enough in to make her moan. I pulled free as more splattered freely before sticking a cloth in.

I told Cersei she could leave any time, but if she stayed more than a few weeks I'd take her and continue to put babies in her as rent. Myrcella told her that Tommen had died in a Dalthraki raid on Pentos and she'd barely escaped years back so instead of being raped by them, she decided to sell herself to free her mother and only relative besides Tyrion that was alive now.

I frowned and asked about the children that went over to Essos. She shook her head saying the descendants of the Sand Snakes mostly killed them off when they left by ship, but the few that made it there were captured in raids and sold to become slaves or killed by the house of Black and White for the magic in their blood that gives them my longevity. She explained that it was why she'd asked me to send her children to Braavos or the north.

I nodded slowly and Cersei realized just how devastating the loss was. I let them talk alone and made arrangements for all the kids to be sent north from now on. If the Starks cannot abide them then they can become merchants or something for Dorne so long as they follow guild law. As for the sand snakes, they were killed off with their descendants except the one that married Faust.

Cersei ended up staying and when I took her, it was with Myrcella from then on. I'm not one for petty revenges, but if it involves sex then I seemed to be doing fine. As for the fact that Cersei hadn't known she was mine for years or that I'd continued to treat her as a sex slave, well, perhaps I'm getting old and my morals are slipping. It'd been centuries since I'd last meditated to find my center and connect with my core self so maybe I've grown a second personality, who knows and who cares.

Centuries passed before Cersei died with Myrcella and Kayla with the children in a bloody crusade by the house of Black and White, the Iron Banks, the faceless men and the flame worshippers. They'd come for my children and the dragons who numbered nearly two hundred these days. Only Drogon was alive from back then, immortal and forever growing.

He had come out of the sea while the house of black and white used wildfire which killed a great many. Daenerys died later from wildfire burns sustained in saving Doreah and Sansa. Ygritte and Margaery died though on the smaller dragons, shot down by magic and burned in the flames feeding the worshippers and the house of Black and White. The iron Banks cut off the sea route only to be burned alive as the world went up in flames seemingly from the massive maw of Drogon.

He took Sansa, Osha and Doreah, the last of my lovers alive and burned half of Dorne, killing the house of Black and White's mages and the fire worshippers with the iron bank's fleet. I finished killing the faceless men that'd come for me before opening a portal to Drogon's saddle. Sansa, Osha and Doreah held one as I opened a massive portal and we went to Essos.

The iron banks burned to the ground with all of Braavos and the house of black and white. The dragons had followed Drogon so the mages didn't get shit that wasn't dead. They felt our fury as the faceless men's cathedral burned to slag, thousands upon thousands died. Essos burned and all of the Iron Bank's fleet with them.

When it was over, the dragons came with us and I opened a portal to a new reality, flying through with my three remaining lovers and an army of dragons.