Chapter 49: Arianne Martell/Nymeria Sand/Tyene Sand/Allyria
Dayne
Ellaria could scarcely believe all that had transpired within the last
few moons. Between losing Oberyn and becoming the King's latest
paramour, Ellaria's life had certainly taken a few interesting turns.
Standing at the balcony from the palace at Sunspear, admiring the
serene view of the town and gardens before her, feeling the cool
nightly breeze, one would be hard pressed to believe that a coup
had taken place earlier that day. But the faint tendrils of black smoke
from the now extinguished fires that mixed along with faint scent of
blood in the air were proof of just that.
'Oberyn always complained about his brother's scheming, but I
doubt that he ever thought it would land Doran in his current
predicament,' Ellaria mused to herself, after recalling her past
conversations with her late lover.
'But then again neither did I,' the bastard of Hellholt told herself.
'Dorne was the home of vipers but Doran proved himself a true
snake in the worst way possible.'
Both Ellaria and the Sand Snakes prided themselves on their
knowledge of courtly intrigues and ability to sniff out schemes. So,
when King Robert informed them about a plot that his spies had
uncovered, masterminded by none other than Prince Doran, they
were startled to say the least.
The details were quite elaborate but the gist of it involved restoring
House Targaryen to the Iron Throne and making Doran the de-facto
ruler of Westeros by arranging a marriage alliance between Prince
Trystane and Daenerys Targaryen.
To ensure this goal, Doran had pretended to show interest in the
peace and alliance overtures from King Robert and sent both Oberyn
and Trystane to King's Landing without informing them about his true
intentions. All the while, he had sent his eldest son, Quentyn and his
Yronwood lackies to Essos to broker an alliance with the so-called
Mother of Dragons.
A dangerous and risky endeavor but an assurance from his crippled
father that he would succeed him as the next ruler of Dorne, instead
of Arianne, was all that the frog faced weasel Quentyn needed to
overcome his fears.
"Ellaria, Doran's loyalists have been secured in the dungeons,"
Nymeria informed her, interrupting her musings as she stepped onto
the balcony. "A rider got back from the docks, Asha Greyjoy's raiders
have secured our fleet and the King's soldiers under Garlan Tyrell
have subdued the town with the aid of our men."
"Good, I take it that Obara has headed down there to ensure that the
Greyjoy pirates don't muck this up," Ellaria asked Nym, who nodded
her head back in response, confirming the assumption.
"I still can't believe that Doran would be willing to risk father's and
our lives for this Targaryen restoration plot by keeping us in the
dark," Nymeria griped in irritation. "Not to mention, he was even
willing to pass over Arianne in favor of that weak willed fool,
Quentyn."
"Doran has always thought himself better than all of us, even
Oberyn," Ellaria said. "I don't object to his scheming but his lack of
trust and concern for his kin is poor judgement, to say the least."
"Doran did not do right by us, so now he is on his own," Ellaria told
Nymeria, who agreed with her assessment before inquiring about
King Robert's whereabouts.
"He said something about visiting the water gardens, washing the
grime and blood of the skirmish away," Ellaria answered, before
adding that she should wait for a while before seeking his grace's
company for the night, after sensing Nymeria's intent.
"Why is that? Do you wish to tend to the King first, Ellaria?" Nymeria
inquired playfully.
"Of course, I do. However, tonight our new Princess expressed her
wish to properly welcome the King to Dorne," Ellaria added with a
suggestive smirk. "After all, she is now the ruler of the kingdom. It is
only proper manners and etiquette, is how Arianne phrased it."
"Yes, Ari is all about propriety," Nymeria stated, before both women
broke into a laugh.
"Greetings, your grace," Arianne said welcomingly to the ruler of
Westeros, while walking to the edge of the pool within which Robert
was soaking himself. "I hope that I am not disturbing you."
"Not at all, Princess, I was just admiring the beauty of the famed
water gardens," Robert replied, not bothering to conceal the lust and
desire within his eyes while taking in the sight of the voluptuous
Dornish Princess. "Hope you don't mind."
Arianne was dressed to impress, a dress of light violet silk and
Myrish lace. It had a deep neckline that both showed off her large
breasts while being tight on her hips and ass with a slit that began
high along her thigh.
Though seemingly short in stature in comparison to her cousins,
Arianne's flawless olive skin, full lips and hourglass figure more than
compensated that dismissal difference in height. Not to mention a
luscious set of dark locks that fell back in ringlets along her back.
"The way I see it, all of Westeros is your domain, including Dorne.
Especially after your recent subjugation of both its land and my
father," Arainne responded with a smile. "And please call me
Arianne. We do not stand on formalities here in Dorne. After all, I
owe my title and position to you."
"I brought you something, a vintage flavour to celebrate your victory
and our new alliance. I figured it was the least I could do," she
added, setting the wine bottle and pair of glasses down.
"Your loyalty and fealty is all that I seek," Robert answered, his eyes
roaming over the Princess's figure. "Besides, I have no doubt that
you will prove yourself as devoted vassal in every way that matters."
"It's been quite a day for everyone. Why don't you go change and
join me for a soak? We can also speak about Dorne taking a more
active role in the affairs of the realm," the King casually said to
Arianne.
'Oh, now there's an excellent idea,' Arianne mused, interpreting the
true meaning of the King's words and lust filled looks.
"There is no need for a change of wear. Here in Dorne, we take pride
in our natural form," the Dornish Princess stated huskily.
"That is unless, you have any objections, your grace," she added
with feigned apprehension.
A slight shake of Robert's head dispensed the last of the formalities.
With a simple tug at the back of the dress, Arianne's dress pooled
onto the ground and allowed Robert to hungrily gaze at nude form of
the latest ruler of Dorne. His attention was first captured by her
generous bosom adorned with dark nipples before it drifted
downwards to a perfectly shaved nether region.
Kicking off her sandals, Arianne dove into the pool, creating a splash
that drenched both herself and Robert completely. A few seconds
later, she rose up and grabbed the two glasses and popped open the
bottle of wine which both overflowed and bubbled. Not the only thing
that would overflow and ooze within the pool if Arianne was going to
have her way.
Not so subtly, Arianne licked the oozing wine off of the bottle, before
pouring them both a glass each and setting it aside.
"To a fruitful and… exciting alliance," the Dornish Princess stated,
raising her glass in toast and clinked it with the King's glass.
Arianne purposely tipped her glass, pouring some of it down her
chest, making sure it soaked her tantalizing nipples. She leaned
back towards the edge of the pool and slid her foot against Robert's
bare leg. One might think that he was concealing a thick log of wood
for the fire if they could see through the transparent water of the
pool.
Robert waited for the lovely Dornish woman to make her move.
Every inch of Arianne's olive colored skin and tight, sexy body
screamed fuckable. And now her perfect elegant feet rubbed up
against the powerful King's legs and pulled down his breeches.
Arianne rubbed him with her toes.
"Does that feel good, your grace?" Arianne asked. "Do you like that?
You must have had a long day. Fighting foes, imprisoning lords and
asserting dominance over a land is tiresome work, to say the least.
And it isn't healthy to have all of this tension stored up for long."
On the words stored up, Arianne slid her right foot on the underside
of Robert's toes. Utilizing soft subtly, she was outright fucking Robert
with her feet. Robert grabbed the ankles of Doran Martell's first born
and slid his cock between her soles.
"I love it when powerful men lose their cum all over my feet," Arianne
said. "It makes them feel so soft, with all of that natural cream. Do
you like my feet, King Robert?"
"Every time I hear your sultry voice laced with desire, it just makes
my cock throb even harder," Robert moaned.
Upon hearing the King's words, Arianne decided to up the ante and
pounded Robert's cock with the soles of her feet, grinding up and
down. She blew him a kiss, her perfect full lips pushing together and
enticing Robert further. The eruption happened and the King of
Westeros came all over the soles of the feet of the Princes of Dorne.
Arianne pulled his cock free and jerked it out so his last few blasts of
cum fired all over her stomach and all down her thighs.
With a quick dive, Arianne disappeared underneath the water and
swam over to Robert's submerged cock.
Demonstrating how long she could hold her breath under the water,
Arianne Martell began sucking his cock. Her knees scraped against
the bottom of the floor on the pool. The underwater deep throat
blowjob continued with Arianne testing her limits while edging the
Stag King.
Moments past and Arianne popped up, taking in a deep breath. She
dripped wet, with a smile as she licked her lips. She swam over to
Robert and started to rise up, kissing his toned body. She trapped
his cock between their bodies and ground up against him.
Arianne's bouncing tits rubbed against Robert's cock.
"Shit, Princess, you really know how to show devotion to your liege,"
Robert commented, enjoying the attentions of the enthusiastic
Martell maiden.
Robert enjoyed the ritual of chasing and seducing a maiden into bed.
But there was something to be said for a woman whose lecherous
appetites rivalled his own.
"I will always be grateful and loyal to the one who helped me assume
my rightful position," Arianne said. "But the real question is, which
position do you need to assume, your grace?"
Arianne swam across the floor, spreading her legs as she did so.
Robert chased after her and placed his hands on Arianne. He
pushed her against the side of the pool and drove his hard cock
head up against her gushing pussy.
"ARGGHH…. FUCK! ITS BIGGER AND THICKER THAN I HAD
THOUGHT," Arianne yelped as the King's member invaded her folds.
Robert pressed against her, rocking into her. He grabbed onto
Arianne's dark locks and kissed the Dornish beauty down across the
neck. Robert's fingers slipped against her tight stomach and rubbed
it.
"You know my pussy is tight, don't you?" Arianne asked. "Fuck me,
my King. Fuck my pussy until it's numb. I need your cock!"
Robert rammed Arianne's greedy pussy, while leaning onto her,
fucking her hard and tight. Robert grabbed her and toyed with her
from head to toe. Everything from her wet breasts, her tight ass, to
her clit, they all belonged to him now.
Arianne held onto the edge of the pool. The friction of the running
water pouring in from the ducts against her thighs made Robert
fucking her tight pussy feel even more amazing.
"Do you like me stuffing your greedy little cunt full of my cock?"
Robert asked as he grabbed onto her and played with her. "The thing
is, it's as in you as far as I can go, and there's still more."
"More, then, my Stag," Arianne purred. "I have bowed my head, bent
my knees. All that's left is for you to break me to complete your
conquest of Dorne in every way. So, Break me! Break this daughter
of Dorne! I dare you!"
The words of a challenge were all the fuel required to heighten the
fire raging within Robert. He promptly pressed up against Arianne
and at a rapid-fire rate, shoved his meaty cock inside of her body. He
pounded her very vigorously, rearing back and thrusting all the way
inside of her body.
Robert edged inside of her, all the way as he picked up the pace.
Her walls, tightened around his cock, bringing him get closer to his
release.
Arianne's mind had been broken by the King's monstrous cock. In
that moment, she could not think beyond anything other than being
stuffed and then filled with Robert's creamy cum.
The Princess had more than her fair share of sexual encounters,
with both men and women. But none of her previous partners had
even come anywhere close to Robert Baratheon in terms of lovemaking skill or ability to drive her wild with passion and desire.
The pleasure that she was currently experiencing was so great that
Arianne wanted to become the King's personal cock warmer. She
would get his cock nice and hard at any given time, so that it could
slam into either her or any of his other mistresses.
"Please, allow me be your little cock pet," Arianne moaned huskily.
"You can keep me in a collar, at the foot of your bed, if you want,
your grace. And I can show you how good of a pet I can be."
"But, instead of fetching you the wine or food, I can… fetch you…
fresh pussies to play…. mmm… with!" Arianne panted before her
entire mind shut down from the overload of pleasure.
"I already have people for that task. But we'll discuss a role for you
after you've regain your senses," Robert said, while pounding her
pussy savagely. "Try to hold on."
Arianne held onto him and the edge of the pool as Robert pushed
himself to the breaking point and more importantly Arianne to the
breaking point. She had turned into his obedient cock slut from the
pounding.
Robert buried himself into Arianne's tight cavern and drained his cum
inside of her. Arianne's toes, curling up, showing just how much, she
had gotten into it when Robert released spurt after spurt of thick cum
inside of her clutching pussy. The Princess of Dorne had drained
every last drop from his balls.
Arianne could not go again, despite craving him again. Robert used
his powers to allow her to cum one more time, before releasing
himself inside of Arianne's pussy and feeling all of the ways it
clutched him.
After pulling out, Robert helped Arianne out of the pool and into the
padded benches to rest. She smiled and basked in both the
moonlight and the afterglow of what they had done, before passing
out from exhaustion.
It was a good thing that Arianne had passed out for the time being,
because Robert had sensed the presence of a guest who was
currently lurking in the shadows, that would require his attention.
"Come out, I know that you are there," Robert called out. "I assume
that you wish to report on the progress of the royal forces in securing
Sunspear and the near by areas."
Nymeria with a smile upon her face obeyed her King's command,
and stepped out of hiding, dressed in not a single stitch of clothing.
"Several of Doran's loyalists have already been rooted out," Nymeria
informed him. "Most were present in the palace. Uncle Doran most
likely had summoned them to discuss his plans and preparations for
the return of the Dragon Queen."
"Most were captured but a few have been killed while trying to flee…
but we can discuss that in the morning… right now…." the Volantene
Sand Snake stated suggestively.
"Ah, yes, such steadfast loyalty demands a reward," Robert replied
and signaled her to take her place.
Nymeria kneeled before her King and took his piece of prime cock
meat, dripping with Arianne's juices, in hand. Sucking hard, Nymeria
drank every last drop of Arianne left on Robert.
The very familiar pleasures of Nymeria's warm mouth, increased the
size of flaccid member with each movement as she dipped down
onto Robert's pubic hair nose rubbing against it.
Damn, Nymeria reminded Robert of how skilled she was at
manipulating someone's manhood, namely Robert in this case.
Every movement, every twirl, just sent Robert's pleasure cascading
a little bit over the top, causing him to let out a loud grunt.
Nymeria took Robert's grunt and glare of lust as a sign to keep
going. Squeezing the conqueror of Dorne's balls, the second eldest
of the Sand Snakes darted her tongue all over Robert's stiff member,
covering it in her spit. Which in addition to Arianne's leftover juices
gave it a good look.
"As much as I want to drink straight from your balls…" Nymeria
started, sucking on said balls to emphasize her point, causing a thrill
to just spread through Robert's body, the faster that she worked it.
"… I have other ideas."
Rising up, the second born of the late Oberyn Martell balanced
herself against the wall, so that Robert could have his way with her.
Displaying his insatiable carnal desire, Robert grabbed onto
Nymeria's hips and guided against his member towards her moist
nether lips. His teasing of her pussy caused Nymeria to just cry out
in pleasure, and fuelled her desire to have the virile Stag King in
every single possible way.
A pair of smooth but toned legs, wrapped around Robert while he felt
them up. All while kissing on the skilled warrior's luscious and mature
body. A kissed placed on the scar located left down her shoulder, a
souvenir from an earlier battle, made Nymeria just break out into
cries of pleasure.
"Y-yes," Nymeria moaned. "I want…. I want….I want you."
"And you have me," Robert responded before plowing her deep into
the wall.
"ARGGHH…. MOTHER RHOYNE! FUCK!" Nymeria cried out as the
King's meat spear pierced her pussy.
Thankfully, the King's incredible self-control of his own supernatural
strength and the sturdy stone walls of the water gardens, kept
Nymeria from being put through the wall. Not that Nymeria would
have minded, but it really had been more of the principle of the
matter.
Robert picked up a steadier pace, rocking Nymeria back and forth
until he drove himself deep into her body. Each movement built up,
as Robert did with deepening thrusts. Nymeria's pussy wrapped
tighter around his cock, moaning ever so deeply.
It was always so good. Though both she and her sisters were the
latest mistresses to grace the King's bed, Nymeria could not think of
any other past partner who could make her shut down to everything
other than his skilled ministrations.
Robert pushed a finger down onto Nymeria's nipple and squeezed it
extremely hard. A move that was greatly appreciated and provided
additional encouragement for Robert to keep drilling her body.
After a second, Robert pulled out, only to slide against Nymeria's
body, teasing her with his cock head before plunging deep inside.
Robert drilled her for another couple of minutes, almost edging
Nymeria to a finish before pulling out. The same process was then
repeated, over and over again.
Every time Robert drove back into Nymeria, more moans echoed
through the garden. Her fingernails scratching into Robert's back
threatened to leave lasting scars. Thankfully, the power granted by
the Gods increased the Storm King's durability, along with his
stamina.
"Yes, that's it…. my Stag," Nymeria breathed when the weight of
Robert's balls pressed against her thighs with each swinging
movement.
Those words were like music to Robert's ears, encouraging him to
spear away at Nymeria wile she pinned against the wall. Robert got
closer, closer, closer to the edge and every tingle through Robert's
body heralded an ever-nearing orgasm.
But, despite the fact that Robert longed to finish, he could not, at
least not yet.
Robert pulled out and left Nymeria breathing. The feeling of
impending release left both Robert and also Nymeria with frustration.
A feeling that abated when Robert pinned the Sand Snake against
the wall again.
Slowly turning Nymeria around, Robert ground up against her sexy
back, and round, firm backside. Nymeria's hair stuck down, caked in
sweat, and the woman's lovely body reeked of heavy arousal.
A swirl inside of her soaking pussy teased the woman, who grabbed
onto the wall, and dug her nails into it. Robert came close to piercing
Nymeria's tight cavern one more time and this time, she intended for
her lover to finish.
Robert toyed with Nymeria's body, like a sculptor molding clay into a
fine masterpiece, knowing exactly what needed to be done.
Working Nymeria's nipples with seamless ease and skill, Robert
drove her completely wild. He then pressed up against Nymeria one
more time, causing the wetness of her groin to threaten to explode,
just before Robert could enter.
"Tell me what you want?"
The words coupled with Robert's hot breath against her ear shook
the deadly Dornish warrior. Despite being reduced to a mewling
wreck, and under a man's control, Nymeria had never felt so free.
Something about Robert taking control, liberated Nymeria, and
opened up new doors to pleasure, which had been unknown and out
of reach earlier.
"Fuck me, please!" Nymeria yelled. "I need you inside of me, my
King."
"Of course, Lady Sand, anything you want," Robert replied huskily.
Of course, it would always be anything that Robert wanted in truth.
The minute that the King entered Nymeria, the slick pussy wrapped
around his cock, causing flares of lust to burn through his body. Just
as deeply as Robert plowed into Nymeria from behind, getting closer,
and closer to the edge. So were his balls getting closer to expelling
their thick and creamy bounty.
"That's… what I want!" Nymeria cried out.
Robert gave Nymeria everything, and anything, that she ever wanted
as her base desires increased her lust. Robert's skilled hands,
continued to move in harmony to his partner's wants and needs.
Speeding up, Robert could feel the desire to finish coming. But he
would hold out just as long as Nymeria needed to finish, before
unloading inside of her. She had been worked up a lot from earlier,
most likely having witnessed Robert's domination of Arianne. And
Robert intended to give Nymeria his best. After all, like the land of
Dorne, Robert did not distinguish between trueborn or bastard when
satisfying a woman.
The tightness of Nymeria's walls increased and squeezed Robert's
massive member. The weight of his balls, threatening to burst as
they brushed against her body. With a burning desire that could only
be quenched by one thing, Nymeria focussed all of her strength into
her pussy and squeezed away at Robert's cock.
Demonstrating both his years of experience and divine skills, Robert
controlled the speed and the depths of each thrust into Nymeria, who
could do nothing other than hold on for the ride, and enjoy each
movement. Robert continued to ride faster and faster until the end
finally came.
And no more of a great end could come then Robert ramming deep
inside, with his big bloated balls hitting Nymeria right where it
counted and unleashing a flood of cum inside of her body.
With each thrust, Robert hung in for the ride, and drove deep into
her. Robert emptied every single last drop and Nymeria would not
have settled for anything less.
Her stomach swollen from Robert's load, with even more draining to
the ground, Nymeria broke out in a smile. Turning around as Robert
pulled out, she grabbed her lover's body and worshipped it. Not just
using her mouth, but also breasts, pussy, and ass as well,
showcasing her devotion towards her lord and master.
"Tyene should be arriving soon, with Allyria in tow," Nymeria
whispered after moving closer towards Robert's ear. "We noticed
how you gazed at her when our allies presented themselves to you
in the audience chamber. Needless to say, the desire was mutual
when I spoke with Allyria."
"House Dayne breeds a special kind of woman. I say that from
experience," Robert replied, as his heightened senses alerted him to
the approach of both blonde beauties. "Looks like they're already
here."
And soon enough, both Allyria Dayne and Tyene Sand stepped
around the corner, with Arianne Martell stirring and looking recovered
enough for round two. Tyene and Allyria adhered to the dress code
of the rest of their little company, by stripping themselves completely
naked and joined the King and his already present companions.
"Perhaps, we all should move this gathering into a more comfortable
setting," Arianne suggested and led the group towards a nearby
vacant bedchamber.
On their way, Robert took a moment to admire the beautiful, nude
form of Allyria Dayne. Like her elder sister, Lady Ashara Dayne,
Allyria was a breath-taking beauty as well who shared many similar
features, despite the considerable gap in both their ages. There was
only one notable difference in the appearance of both Dayne sisters.
Allyria was blessed with a lustrous, light blonde locks that could be
mistaken for silver in certain lights, whereas her elder sister was
raven haired.
The King was also curious to see how Allyria measured up to the
legendary Ashara Dayne in bed as well. A curiosity which would be
quelled shortly.
Displaying her Dornish temperament, Allyria planted a heated kiss
on Robert, highlighting a trait that she shared not only with her older
sister but most Dornish women in the Robert's opinion.
Robert grabbed onto Allyria's ass and squeezed it tightly, causing
her to moan out loud. She ground up against Robert's groin, who felt
the moisture of the Dayne maiden's dripping cunt as the two of them
got hot and heavy with each other.
"My, my, Alli, you've become a lot more passionate since our last
meeting," Nymeria commented with a chuckle, taking in the sight of
the King and Lady of Starfall groping each other.
"A little restraint, your grace," Tyene chimed "All of us will be lot more
comfortable in the bedchamber."
"And here, we are," Arianne said, pushing open the doors and
allowing the lip locked couple to waltz in without breaking away.
Right behind the duo, Arianne, Tyene and Nymeria entered the
bedchamber, furnished with a lavish bed, comfortable enough for the
five of them to have their fun.
Allyria squeezing Robert's member, positioning the head of the
King's cock into. And Allyria could think of no better way to celebrate
Robert's victory over Doran and his co-conspirators other than giving
the monarch some head of her own.
Robert hissed, the second that Allyria's lips touched the base of his
cock, making it feel really good.
"Oh, yes…. you Starfall girls are certainly blessed with talented
mouths," Robert moaned, confirming the rumors that the Baratheon
had been involved with her late elder sister, Ashara.
Allyria had heard the gossip of servants at Starfall during her
childhood as they spoke of how promiscuous Ashara had been at
Harrenhal. Which resulted in her scandalous pregnancy by one of
the lords at the tourney.
'Could King Robert have been the father of Ashara's stillborn babe?
Father always believed that a Stark had fathered the bastard upon
his firstborn daughter,' Allyria contemplated briefly before her lust
fuelled emotions overrode her curiosity.
That coupled with her desire to one up, her late sister whose
desirability was a thing of legend till this day in Westeros, Allyria
stepped up her oral game to another level. The barrage of women
who surrounded Robert also played their part in heightening the
blonde's motivations.
Arianne and Tyene took up positions on either side of Robert,
alternating between kissing Robert and each other. Robert helped
out both of these lovely women by fingering them severely. While
Nymeria descended down to help Allyria pleasure their King.
The women split up the Baratheon's body very evenly among
themselves. One set of dark- and blonde-haired beauties pleasured
Robert's genitals, while other set worshipped the rest of his muscular
form.
"Alli, I want a piece of that too," Tyene began to whine, only to have
Robert shut her up with a kiss, distracting the blonde Sand Snake
from her wants.
Arianne slipped away from Robert and wrapped herself around
Tyene. The seed, left over from earlier, now rubbed against Tyene's
thighs while Arianne lavished kisses on her cousin's body. She
stopped at a spot on Tyene's left hip bone, causing her to gasp out in
pleasure.
"You didn't think that I forgot about your sensitive spots, did you,
Tyene?" Arianne said teasingly.
The Princess of Dorne alternated between fingering Tyene and
worshiping Lady Dayne's body. Meanwhile, Robert focussed his
attention onto Nymeria and Allyria.
"Well, your grace, you know what to do," Allyria said, after pulling out
of Robert and climbing onto the bed. "Let me see the head of…. your
hammer."
Robert almost felt compelled to chastise the Dayne maiden for her
poor jape. Regardless, he covered Allyria's body with intense kisses,
with each movement sending a tremor of pleasure through her
being.
Nymeria decided to pass the time by pleasuring Robert, watching
him shift down between Allyria's legs and eat her out. And at the end
of the bed, Tyene bounced up and down on Arianne's face, forcing
the new ruler of Dorne to eat her out.
Spurred on by the erotic display put on by Arianne and Tyene, Allyria
beckoned Nymeria towards her and opened mouth, presenting the
Volantene Sand Snake with a very pleasant opportunity. Nymeria
mounted Allyria's face and sunk down. The moment that the tongue
of Starfall maiden parted Nymeria's walls, she knew that imitating
her cousin and half-sister was the right idea.
"Mmm, yes!" Nymeria moaned, as pure heaven just cascaded
through her from head to toe.
The drops of Robert's leftover cum spilling into Allyria's mouth
encouraged her to pick up the pace and dig deeper, sucking the
juices from Nymeria even more.
Robert while rocking back, spread Allyria's legs and every inch of her
sexy body opened up to him. He lined himself up and was ready to
take the plunge.
"OHHH… GOOODS! MOTHER SAVE ME!"
The sheer force of Robert entering Allyria almost split the stunning
Dayne beauty in half as her passionate screams caused vibrations to
roll through Nymeria as well who released her juices all over Allyria's
face.
"AHH! FUCK! You Dayne women are something special for sure,"
Robert grunted as he rode Allyria all the way to the orgasm, while
keeping his eyes locked onto a heavily breathing Nymeria at the end
of the bed.
Giving Allyria a chance to recover, Robert climbed over to Nymeria
and drove into her, without any preamble. Nymeria adapted quickly
and grabbed onto Robert's waist while making sure that he sunk
himself inside of her, nice and deep.
At the edge of the bed, Allyria entertained herself by licking Tyene's
ass while Arianne feasted on her cousin's pussy. The duel
combination of both Allyria and Arianne's oral ministrations made
Tyene scream out loud.
"Yes, clean my dirty holes out!" Tyene yelled. "Clean them out! Get
them nice and wet, so our Stag King can fuck them well!"
Robert buried his aggressive passions into Nymeria who responded
in kind. Like his sigil, the King took his partner like a Stag rutting in
heat, on the bed. Their bodies connected to each other, pushing
forward, with Nymeria almost hit her breaking point and crying out in
pleasure.
"FUCKIN' INCREDIBLE! ARGGHH….YES!"
Robert continued to ride out her orgasm, until Nymeria sunk on the
bed, completely spent from exhaustion for the moment.
The visual stimulation of Allyria and Arianne double penetrating
Tyene with their tongues was more than enough to capture Robert's
attention, who promptly swooped in and buried back into Allyria.
Without missing a beat, Allyria continued to lick Tyene's asshole. The
cries of pleasure increased with the double penetration only getting
even more prominent. It didn't take long for Tyene to unleash her
pussy juices all over Arianne's face. And the sight of Arianne's face
soaked with delicious nether juices made Allyria wish that Tyene
would move out of the away, so that she could take in the erotic
visage properly.
"Don't worry, I'll tend to you in a minute, Lady Dayne," Robert
breathed over Allyria's shoulder.
In the meantime, Tyene decided to pin Arianne down on the bed and
torment the lovely Princess's body. Their blonde and black locks got
entangled with each other, as their kissing got more aggressive.
Arianne slid a finger down Tyene's body, rapidly increasing and
encouraging her cousin to pleasure her.
"AGGHH… GODS HAVE MERCY!… FUUUCK…"
Allyria screamed so loud that her sound probably echoes all across
the water garden as Robert finished her off with another orgasm.
After pulling away from Allyria, Robert now turned his attention
towards Tyene and Arianne. Throbbing, ready, and willing to
penetration, Robert climbed behind Tyene. Almost on instinct or
perhaps on impulse, Tyene's hips rose up off of the bed in response.
Robert grabbed onto Tyene and enjoyed her toned, nubile body.
With a few sensual grinds against her form, he primed Tyene open
and ready for his entry.
"I bet you've been wanting this all day long," Robert moaned as he
himself planted deep inside of Tyene.
Tyene would have answered, had it not been for a mouthful of
Arianne generous tit. Arianne could have answered for Tyene, if it
was not for the orgasm spreading through her body, brought about
by Robert's balls slapping hard against her, every time that he filled
and emptied Tyene, before repeating the action again.
Both Allyria and Nymeria, maneuvered themselves into position on
either side after regaining sufficient strength. Arianne reached in to
finger Nymeria while Tyene did the same to Allyria. All the while,
Robert continued to rock himself deep into the blonde Sand Snake.
"Dornish women are natural born vixens!" Robert stated with a laugh.
Nymeria and Allyria had to agree with the King's statement as the
passionate cries continued to increase, every time that Robert buried
himself inside of Tyene.
Suddenly for a brief while, Robert slipped inside of Arianne, who
welcomed the intrusion whole-heartedly. Arianne's delicious pussy
gobbled up Robert's manhood the second that they met each other.
"Fuck them both and we can finish what we started!" Allyria panted.
"Not, if I get to them first!" Nymeria cried out
Allyria and Nymeria made a mad dash for one of Arianne's strap-on
dildos inside a bag, that had been lying by one of the bed posts with
other pleasure toys. The sexually promiscuous nature of the
Princess of Dorne had benefited greatly from the large influx of
Essosi pleasure items in Westeros due to the growing appetites of
the King's paramours.
Allyria managed to reverse Nymeria's swing and handcuff the skilled
Sand Snake to the bed, surprising everyone with her own skills.
"You vipers seem to forget that I am the sister of the legendary Ser
Arthur Dayne," the maiden of Starfall stated proudly.
"I can get out of this easily," Nymeria shot back, with a current of
annoyance and frustration coloring her tone. Clearly, being bested by
Allyria had chafed the Sand Snake's pride.
"Sure, you can," Allyria said. "But, will you want to?"
Allyria had donned the strap on and buried it deep into Nymeria,
while smothering the Sand Snake's face with her breasts, which
elicited a feeling of content within both women.
A feeling that was shared by Robert who continued rocking Tyene
into the bed with more thrusts. The sensual blonde's pussy closed
onto Robert's member, threatening to drain every last drop of seed
from it. Not one to shy from a challenge, Robert simply continued to
push forward.
With Arianne laying back on the bed, Robert was able to focus his
complete attention on Tyene, who practically stood on her hands
upon the bed as he stood up. Taking full advantage of Tyene's strong
leg muscles, Robert buried his cock deep inside her with powerful
strokes. This in turn, caused Tyene's pussy to clamp down and
release his manhood, with several warm pushes.
"Y-yes!" Robert breathed heavily as he almost pulled out of Tyene
which resulted in her almost performing somersault on the bed. The
sounds of their sweat stained skin smacking together, only fanned
the fires of Robert's desire. With Allyria pounding Nymeria at the end
of the bed serving as additional fuel.
Watching Nymeria submit to Lady Dayne's skilled ministrations,
intrigued Robert greatly. Even a skilled warrior could be turned
submissive, when the pleasure of sex was involved.
Robert contorted Tyene into a sexy position, practically wrapping
Tyene up into a ball while he fucked her. Her burning stare of lust
encouraged Robert forward and he went deeper.
Arianne who was feeling left out, began to finger herself. Only to feel
something, strong, but yet invisible press her into the bed, rocking
her body. Robert's mind registered the pleasure of Arianne's body as
he split his focus between her and Tyene. His body fucked the
blonde snake as his psychic will did the same to Arianne.
The King's mind began to drifting towards thoughts of all the ways in
which he would pleasure Arianne all the way. Covering her with
kisses until Arianne screamed out in pleasure. Spreading those
lovely legs and plowing deep into Arianne, until the woman
completely overflowed with pleasure and juices.
"How are you doing this?" Arianne moaned sensually, feeling a rush
of fear and excitement shoot through her.
She had heard many tales and rumors about the Stag King engaging
in dark arts and wielding magical powers. But experiencing said
powers was something else entirely.
"I win, for the record." Allyria said leaning down and broke into a
smile as both she and Nymeria came hard.
"Next time," Nymeria breathed in response.
And with those final words, Nymeria slumped on the bed, legs
spread, breathing heavily, and dripping with her own juices. Allyria
traced a finger down her partner's thigh to collect the juices, with a
smile. After Allyria tasted each droplet of Nymeria's succulent nectar,
she turned around, very slowly to lock eyes with Arianne.
Said Princess appeared to be on the verge of losing it, without
anyone physically touching her. The minute that Allyria crossed the
bed, the reason behind this strange occurrence had been felt. Strong
energy, and stroke fingers, caressed Allyria's form.
Now, Robert was experiencing Allyria, Arianne and Tyene, all at the
same time. Robert held onto Tyene and rode the sultry blonde to a
mind racking orgasm, with another one following closely behind.
Robert pressed down onto her hips and rammed as deep into her as
possible, before riding Tyene to an orgasm. Both Tyene and Arianne
collapsed, breathing heavily in their own juices.
Robert turned around towards Allyria and broke into a smile.
"Together, at last," Allyria said, tasting Tyene's leftover essence on
Robert.
"Which was your plan, I deduce," Robert said. "To be stubborn
enough to last and to go the distance."
"Mmm, you understand me… all too well," Allyria breathed.
Pinning the King down on the bed, Allyria took up her position, with
legs spread in the perfect squatting position.
"SEVEN HELLS… FUCKIN' INCREDIBLE!"
Allyria screamed as she took Robert's cock inside herself, the juices
of several different women, herself included, stained his immense
manhood as the blonde worked down on it. Robert buried into Allyria,
the two of them joining together.
Juices spilled forth from Allyria as the ride picked up pace. Robert
maintained a firm and steamy gaze onto her bountiful breasts, while
dropping up and down. Right before he grabbed Allyria and buried
himself face first into her lovely bosom.
"Go for it… go for it… oh, make me explode," Allyria breathed in,
practically moaning sweet nothing's in Robert's ear. "And I'll make
you feel good… make you drain every single last drop of cum deep
inside my body."
Robert manipulated Allyria's body to an intense explosion. Every
single inch of the Dayne maiden's form, from the hair that was
pressing against her face, all the way to to Allyria's curling toes, just
practically brimmed over the edge with lust. The orgasm continued to
build up, moving Allyria further and further to the breaking point until
Robert was about ready to make her explode.
"UUGHH…. MOTHER… HAVE… MER..CY!"
Allyria yelled on top of her lungs as a huge orgasm spread through
her body, rocking the woman from head to toe. Robert squeezed
down onto Allyria's chest and sucked on her nipples, extremely hard.
Making Allyria scream until she creamed all over Robert.
Robert's own release was rapidly closing in, with a tense tightening
spread all through his balls. Oh, the heat building up in the Stag King
only increased with the thrusts. Robert wanted to make Allyria gush
one more time.
"It's your turn," Allyria moaned in Robert's ear.
Robert knew it about as well as anyone, with the tension rippled
through Robert's balls, rocking the the mighty Stormlord from head
to toe. Allyria, pressing up against Robert, squeezing in tight. With
each milking motion, she got the King of Westeros closer to his
breaking point. Robert rode out a constant barrage of Allyria's
orgasms before finally experiencing his own.
"OOHH…. WOMAN! FUCKIN' HELL!" Robert exclaimed.
Both he and Allyria finished together, with Robert splashing her
insides with a heavy dose of seed. Allyria pushed almost all the way
down onto Robert, clenching and releasing her lover until every
single last drop was extracted.
As Robert rubbed Allyria's body, holding her in tight, he thought
about the future. And the moves that were left to make before all his
foes were destroyed and his reign and dynasty secured completely.
There was still some way to go before reaching that destination.
In the meantime, Allyria, Arianne, and Tyene would take turns
making Robert feel good and getting pleasure in kind. Oh, and
Nymeria, once she had been freed by the restraints of the bed.