Chapter 02

Chapter 2: Shae

After returning to the city, Robert had taken to the sparring yards with zeal in order to regain his old muscular form inspired by his recent epiphany. His entire court was surprised by Robert's sudden martial training but none questioned it.

Lord Jon Arryn was happy that Robert was at least staying in shape instead of eating and drinking his way to an early grave. He had even hoped that Robert would start to take more interest in the affairs of the realm but Robert only participated marginally in matters of state.

Robert was more interested in fulfilling the vow that he had made to himself about living his life to the fullest again. However, his years of bedding common whores had severely hindered his skills as a lover as the women never invoked any true passion within him unlike the noble maidens of his youth. He needed to hone his abilities again if he was going to pursue his passion.

Fortunately, Littlefinger was able to provide a solution to his quandary, for the right price, of course. Robert had told the whore monger that he was tired of regular whores and wanted something fresh and exotic to satisfy his needs.

Baelish had informed that he recently acquired a new asset that was perfect for the King's needs and arranged a rendezvous in one of his most expensive brothels.

Robert waited in the plushly decorated bedchamber of the brothel nursing a glass of wine imagining what kind of wench Baelish would provide him with tonight. Littlefinger was a slimy whore monger but he had exquisite taste in women, a fact proven by his successful chain of brothels in the city.

His musings were cut short when a hooded figure entered the bed chamber. It was clearly a woman as he could make out the lithe figure beneath the cloak. She took off her hood and he had to admit she was beautiful with her dark raven hair and eyes, most likely a foreigner.

"Good evening, your grace," she greeted in a sultry foreign accent.

"I've never seen you before. Though I've fucked plenty of whores, I would have remembered you. You must be new to the capital. Where are you from?" Robert inquired as he took a swig of his wine.

"Lorath, your grace. And you are correct, I am new to Westeros. I heard about Lord Baelish's inquiry for an exotic girl at the docks and found myself here. I never expected to be serving the King himself as my first patron. A great honor indeed." She replied.

"Yes, indeed. I've recently discovered my thirst for life again and have vowed to enjoy it to the fullest. I spent the last few months working to regain my old form and have abstained from carnal pleasures in order to focus. You will mark the beginning of my celebration of life's pleasures" Robert informed the Lorathi wench.

"I will strive to make this a most memorable night for you, my King," she seductively replied.

"I came here straight from the sparring yard, perhaps you should help me clean up first. Let's bathe together," Robert suggested as he shed his clothes.

The whore quickly discarded her dress to reveal her lithe figure, perky breasts and tight ass. She headed towards the wash tub which

Had already been filled with warm water. Lord Baelish made sure that every need of his best patron was taken care of, in advance.

Robert soaked up her back, feeling her smooth flesh. He went further and further down as she stood; her legs completely spread for him. Robert saw her pink lips, with a strip of dark hair beckoning for him which immediately made Robert cup her ass.

The sounds that came from the Lorathi wench's mouth were delicious and the glow that came from Robert was so powerful that it could bring women to their knees.

«That's it your grace, do my back, and then do my front, and then…..I'll do you,» the wench moaned as she felt his fingers oh so briefly brush against her entrance.

«You will, won't you?» Robert asked, brushing his fingers into her and made her hum sensually while Robert kept working his fingers deep into her cunt. He was getting closer to driving her to the edge.

«YES!» she moaned as she slowly humped his hand as Robert worked her over. He wondered if she could hold out as her juices clung to his hand.

«Messy, let me clean that up for you,» she whispered as she slowly licked the cum from his hand and smiled as she leaned back. Her breasts beckoned Robert, wanting to be washed and Robert washed them immediately. His hands worked all over her and she closed her eyes, as Robert cupped them, while he rubbed them.

His ministrations caused her to become more undone and she was on the edge of her release.

«My turn,» the Lorathi whore breathed as she made sure to get Robert's back, washing it with her breasts. She rubbed her pussy against his ass, getting him off by lightly cupping his crotch.

Robert breathed heavily as she rubbed his pubic region, causing him to tingle all around. His storm blue eyes flashed open as she worked him over, rubbing his balls and that caused him to inhale and exhale.

«Oh, we better keep this dirty little area clean,» she said as she wrapped her hand around him and started pumping him.

«Yes….oh yes,» Robert groaned while she jerked him off. «You like that, my King?»

«Why don't you show me….just how skilled you are?» Robert whispered hotly in her ear and the whore looked at the cock in her hand.

It was a huge monster and she prepared herself to please the King. It was her good fortune that he was her first Westerosi patron and if she succeeded in pleasuring him, her place in the capital would be secure.

The first few inches were the hardest as her gag reflexes made it hard for her to keep it down. Her throat closed around him as she pushed her nose down onto him, rocking her face back and forth, more of his cock going down her throat.

«That's it, take it all, you can still breathe through your nose,» Robert encouraged her as she brought all of him down her throat. Ten inches, maybe eleven or twelve, it wasn't like she could measure him.

He was huge and powerful and the Lorathi wondered what it would be like to taste his cum, have it float around in her stomach.

She went down on him, pressing her nose to his pelvic bone, rocking herself back and forth, slurping and sucking him off.

Robert's balls tightened as the Lorathi wench sucked him off and then they exploded, sending his cum down her throat. A heavy load

Splattered down her throat as she tipped her head back and took it all down.

She got up and Robert pinned her against the wall, her breasts pressing against the edge of the wall.

«I'm going to take that pussy, I bet you've never had a King's cock,» Robert whispered as he fingered her.

«No,» she whimpered while Robert kept fingering her.

«Well, now it's mine, and after experiencing me you'll never be the same again,» Robert told her as he rammed his hard length into her.

She bit down on her lip as she felt him go into her. Her cunt had to expand to feel the length as he pressed her up against the wall, working into her.

«Fuck… take my slutty cunt,» she breathed while gushing fluids leaked from her holes.

«I love you foreign girls, so fucking hot,» Robert grunted as he cupped her breasts. This is what he was born for, the Gods had fashioned him battling men and bedding women.

She was against the wall; she was so hot with the King dominating her body and rocking her to the core. Each push brought her closer to the edge.

Her velvety hot vice clamped tightly around Robert's engorged tool and the might stag King continued to press on forward.

She felt the water roll down her breasts as Robert pinched them. He turned her around after pulling out and then inserted himself back into her. His dick pushed between her hot lips and he stuffed his face between her breasts.

«Insatiable, and I love it,» the Lorathi whore moaned as she worked her hips back towards him, trying to tighten him and milk his balls.

He plowed her with full force as she clung onto him. Her nails digging in his neck and her moans showing how much she enjoying it.

Robert once again impaled her and his balls tightened, before he released his hot cum into her inner walls.

The foreign whore closed her eyes as she felt the King's hot essence flood into her. She panted heavily as each dose of his cum shot deep into her body, whimpering as Robert's balls emptied into her body.

She tightened herself down around him and collapsed.

«Take me to bed, my King,» she pleaded and Robert scooped up the woman in bridal style. Her breasts pressed against his face as he marched her back to the bed.

She was down on the bed one more time and her pussy was spread, ready for him, ready for his royal member.

«Just give me a minute to catch my breath,» the whore requested as she invited Robert to lay down and relax for a moment. She snuggled into his body and she smiled.

«When you are ready, I want you to ride me until you pass out,» Robert whispered and his lover thought that it would be amazing.

«Yes, anything for you my King,» was the answer as she kissed the tip of his cock and slowly sucked Robert back to life.

«That's….oh that's it,» Robert groaned as she lowered herself down on him, her tight pussy wrapping around him.

«How's this for a ride?» the Lorathi wench asked as she wiggled her hips down onto him, her breasts swaying in front of Robert's face.

«It's going to be the ride of your life,» Robert whispered while she grinded herself up and down on his cock.

«You're never going to want to get off.»

She responded by bouncing up and down and worked his cock between her thighs and felt a rush of energy flow though her body.

She was inspired by fucking this sexual demon all night long. None of her previous lovers had even come close to the Westerosi King in lovemaking.

Robert enjoyed the Lorathi wench riding him as he watched her breasts jiggle. He sucked her nipples and that drove her even wilder. His tongue rubbed around her nipple, twisting around it.

She nearly lost herself as she tightened herself around his cock and rode him so far and so fast that she herself became even wilder with every passing moment.

Her hair swarmed in disarray as she rode him up and down, working her tight pussy against him. She was so submissive to him, that her body rode to the whims of his body. She got a lot of pleasure out of it as well as his thick length penetrated her over and over again, so she did not complain it.

Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body and she was determined to make him cum.

«Hang on just a little bit more, we're almost done,» Robert groaned as he held her hips, making her speed up her attacks but he stopped her. «Careful, don't wear yourself out.»

She didn't want that; in fact she was going to keep riding Robert till the end. She came down onto him, her hips wrapping around his cock as she continued to ride him up and down. It got to the point where she felt that she was about to black out.

Robert's balls unloaded as she just barely managed to cling on. He sprayed his juices deep into her hot centre and she collapsed on him.

Her breasts smashed onto his face and Robert wasn't going to lie, there were far worse ways to die than being smashed by a shapely pair of breasts.

"Nothing like a good fuck to make a man feel alive again" Robert called out as both he and the whore caught their breath.

"I hope you're not too tired, the night is young and I'm not yet sated" Robert whispered in her ear which caused her to smirk in response.

"You truly are a Demon in the sheets! But I will not disappoint either" she answered confidently and began to massage his cock.

"Baelish has found a true gem. By the way, what's your name? Eh?" Robert inquired.

"Shae, my Demon. My name is Shae," she answered as she began to suck his cock.

Robert spent the rest of the night fulfilling his carnal desires with Shae who truly gave him a memorable night.

In the morning, he instructed Baelish to have Shae shifted to a personal manse in the city as she would be his new mistress. She was his now and only he would enjoy her gifts.

After returning to the Red Keep, Robert announced his decision to perform a great progress of the realm to check upon the state of the Kingdoms.

Jon Arryn was pleased to hear of Robert's interest in ruling while Robert envisioned the many conquests he would have along his journey