Debauched Westeros

The gates to the throne room swung open on almost noiseless hinges. The moans rang in Joseph's ears. A perpetual orgy had been taking place in the throne room ever since the king had embarked on his journey across the realms. At the center, a gorgeous, tanned girl was being fucked in all three holes. What caught Joseph's immediate attention was the round, perfect ass that two big cocks were pumping in and out of. Arianne Martell, my Harem Mistress. A high moan from her throat only confirmed Joseph's suspicions. The men saw the king walking up behind them and began to slow their fucking, pulling their cocks out of the Dornish whore. Arianne whimpered, "Why?" A firm slap across her perfect ass sent a squeal from her lips. She looked across her shoulder, and squealed again, pulling the King into her arms, planting her lips on his. Their tongues writhed as Joseph groped her ass. I've missed this so much.

Joseph pulled away, groping her tits and pinching her dark nipples. Arianne moaned, the best sound Joseph had ever heard.

"Did you like to see all the naked kids?" she asked with a mischevious smile.

"I did," replied the King with a matching grin, as he thought back to the ride into the city, seeing little boys, their little cocks out in the air, some stroking with their little mouths open in a cry of pleasure. Little girls were running around, perky little tits and little asses bouncing. He had stopped the wheelhouse twice to pick up some of the children and have his way with them. On his way into the city, he had asked the commander of the goldcloaks about seditious citizens of the city, and the commander had given him a name.

The King arrived at the humble abode of a stonemason. He had knocked on the door, then had it torn down when there was no response. Four little, fully-clothed children shied away from the door. 

He knelt on the floor, an easy smile on his face.

"Hello, children, I am your King. Come here, don't be frightened."

Tentatively, the children walked closer, just as Margaery Tyrell strode in the door. She was completely nude, only wearing her usual bright smile and a necklace of the King facefucking the Maiden.

The sight of her seemed to put the children at ease.

"Hello!" she said warmly as she knelt beside Joseph. "We heard that there were some very special, pretty little children living here, and we just had to see them."

The children came a little closer. Margaery turned to the oldest child, a little boy only nine or ten years old. His eyes were fixed on her tits and could not leave.

"Come here," she said encouragingly in that sweet, bright voice of hers. The boy slowly complied. Margaery reached out and gingerly stroked his cock. The boy moaned, and Margaery smiled. She continued to slowly stroke her hand up and down, as the boy lost himself to lust. She pulled down his pants, and the boy's little cock was exposed. She cooed at it and kissed the tip. The boy moaned and shot a load of watery cum on Margaery's face. She squealed as it splattered on her cheeks and lips. With that, the other children broke. The King coaxed a little girl of no more than five to him and in a single motion, tore off her little dress, exposing her little nipples and tight little cunt.

The parents returned to find the King fucking their five-year-old daughter as Margaery Tyrell sucked off their two little boys. They screamed, but not as much as they did when Eddard Stark appeared behind the wife, a very pretty commoner woman with huge breasts and a fat ass. He tore her drab dress off and began fucking her cunt. The husband cried out, but was silenced by a guard.

"Send him to Renly," commanded the King. "He would love to make a new faggot." He had seen the youngest Baratheon brother work. Renly had broken even the most straight men. Soon the stonemason would be a submissive gay in Renly's caressing hands.

The King drove his cock deep inside Arianne Martell's pussy, and she screamed in pleasure, her warm, wet folds caressing his meat.

"Whenever a citizen proves rebellious, I want you to tell me," the King whispered in her ear. "That is your responsibility as the King's Slut."

Arianne burst into tears. "I am so honored, Your Grace. So very honored."

Joseph smiled. "Now you have to represent Dorne at court."

Arianne laughed through the tears. He knew she was also thinking of the nonstop freeuse orgies that had spread across the peninsula. "I think I already do."

The King slapped her gorgeous ass. I have the Face, the Hips, the Tits, the Lips, the Legs, and the Ass. Who will the Cunt be?