𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍. [ 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘫𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘰𝘯. 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘴. 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵 & 𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤. 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴. 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘵. ]

Needs fucked like this until the only thought in her silly little brain is of your cock. fuck her brainless

just wants to be forced to bounce on a thick length

wrists tied to the bed so she can't get away from him, free to be used.

no specific type. she isn't fussy

Her Sunday will look a lot like this. Moaning little whore, whimpering on the cock that forces her eyes to roll back - whether she likes it or not. It's not her choice.

If she didn't want it to keep happening all she needed to do was say something ! No, the tape over her mouth wasn't important.

She can barely form a coherent sentence anymore. Eyes rolling in her empty little head as her mouth drops open in wordless moans.

Eventually she won't know anything other than being stuffed and filled. Whining and whimpering when she's left empty, desperate and craving. Addicted little puppy.

Why does she get the feeling this won't end well . . . Taken further away from the prying eyes of the capitol

A.. a tower..? How long is she going to be in storm's end for..?

Someone must have slipped something in her drink. . . All she can feel is how hot and empty her little pussy is

"N-no... Stay. . Stay away from me."

Arya hissed as the woman leaned in closer, anger flashing over her eyes. "I'm not coming anywhere fucking near you!"

"I... I would.. rather go to anyone. . . anyone else other than you.." Her breathing becoming laboured as the heat between her legs was rapidly building

"And like. . Like I said, there are plenty options other than y-you.."

. . . He.. he started it...

. . . She looks.. 'forward' to her stay here, then

It's.. it's his fault..!

if that would please him.. guessing he wants to strap her down?