GOT: Wolf Becomes Stag

Margaery slowly stood up, a little confused. For a moment, she was sure he was going to fuck her, and that would be the end of all her worries. But then, the 'head' part made her wonder. She sat her squishy, pale ass on the table, gently laying back while her hair swayed over the edge. The fact that Robert was looming above her head almost made her worried for her life.

Robert leaned down a little from above, his rough palms traced over her small breasts and indulged in the softness. He tickled and played with her pale brown nipples between his fingers, gripping around her velvety flesh. He could feel her squirm when he pinched and kneaded, her waist wiggling in temptation and coy, whispering moans escaping her.

Then, he spread his legs and stepped closer to her dangling face. "Open your mouth!"

Margaery was startled out of her burning daze, her eyes shot open. She tentatively opened her mouth, doing as the King demanded.

"Wider! I said wider, girl!"

Holding his now fully erect shaft, Robert guided his cockhead towards her lips.

Without a second thought, Robert ruthlessly thrust into her warm, moist throat; his balls smacking her eyes and nose. He plunged wildly, striking the back of her throat as his hips jolted in.

Back and forth he moved, allowing her spit to cover his entire length. He leaned over her body, grabbing her brazenly exposed, jiggling mounds; gripping and squeezing her breast as his cock went in. He pulled down on them every time he thrust in, going as deep as possible, as fast as possible.

"Gk! Gk! Umppph!!" Margery tried hard to relax her choking throat, sputtering each time she caught a chance to breathe while pushing his thighs away with her hands. She almost choked each time his cock went deep, tears pooling at the corners of her eyes. Her body withering in hesitation as the slobbering mess tainted her pretty face.

"I warned you." Robert boomed, pausing between words as her mouth felt too good. "You can quit if you want."

"Ummp… No-oh… No-oh… I'm you-shhh…"

Hearing her response, Robert almost lost himself in the blissful massages of her small mouth, the nasty sight of his cock imprinted on her skin from inside her neck, but he didn't forget his plan. This was a show of dominance and a taste of what her life was going to be like. The goal was to make her hesitate, never seeking him out again. He wanted the Tyrells, not a woman.

As his cock moved like a relentless piston, he removed his tunic with one hand. He wasn't going to go easy on her, and he wanted her to remember it in her bones. He leaned forward, grabbed her by her waist, hugged her body against his chest, and lifted her entirely off the table.

Margaery dangled upside down as the King lifted her in the air, his hips still thrusting into her messy face. Her instinct and worry of falling caused her to clench her thighs around his face, but then she felt his hot breath on her cunt.

"Aah!" She felt his tongue slither in between her petals, slipping and sliding between her gates. The tip of his tongue twisted around her bundle of nerves with wet flicks. Her body felt hot all over, her pussy twitching in naked thirst.

"Oohh… Ummhhh… Umhum…" Her throat moaned every time Robert pulled back a bit.

Robert knew from her tone that she was losing herself to pleasure, slowly accepting everything he did to her. Easily holding her light frame with one of his powerful arms, his other hand would widen her pussy with two fingers, giving his tongue more exposed, sensitive flesh to feast on. His tongue curled inside her, slithering on her most treasured spot.

Margaery moaned through her nose, the lewdness of it all engulfing her mind. Her pussy twitching nonstop, the moans in her mouth smothered by his large cock.

But just as he sensed Margaery nearing something good, he stopped and threw her withering body on the bed, looking at her sweaty, quivering mess.

"Still want me to continue?"

Margaery, her hair a tangled mess, her face coated in a slobber, nodded as she lay there on the bed, gasping for breath.

"Not bad, I can see your determination." Robert crawled onto the bed, his giant-like form covering her entirely. He stroked his cock a few times to aim, spreading her knees open with his own knees.

As his cock head pressed against her moist core, her pink lower lips struggled to clench. Robert kept going, letting her pussy drool aid him in breaking her walls, parting her pussy lips as his cock entered her tight furnace. She was too tight, almost gripping, her muscles unyielding. He had to sit on his knees, pulling her legs closer as they spread around his waist. Her ass went up a little, resting on his powerful thighs.

"Ahhh!" Margaery cried out as the pain mixed with pleasure, her insides stretched wide to accommodate his girthy flesh sword. She was no virgin but this was… something else.

Inch by agonizing inch, it stretched her core completely, almost breaking her. It felt like she was speared, her insides screaming as her sensitive areas were splayed out for his bumps and grooves to tease.

Her pussy clenched and released, leaking out more and more of her lubricating nectar. The pain slowly faded as the pleasure engulfed her mind, her body quivering as more and more of Robert's cock entered. Her breasts heaving, her lower belly clenching hard.

"Ah, you're taking in good… a bit more and it will all be inside… like a good little whore," Robert said as he lifted both her legs from around his waist. He pulled them up, bending them into her until her knees touched her breasts, her body folded. Then he leaned in over her once more, pushing the back of her thighs against his belly.

"Ooh! Gods!" Margaery yelped as she felt his cock going in even further, plunging into her from above. Her body sank into the bed, stiffening her pleasure hole against his weight. Her helpless, folded body couldn't move anymore, giving the King an easier way to plow into her as her pussy opened up even wider. She could feel his lengthy, thick hardness nudging against her cervix, pushing against it hard and deep.

As Robert went in deeper, he suddenly felt it. Her cunt pussy gripped him as her life depended on it, spewing forth even more of her flooding fountain of life. "Well, it seems like you come too easily…"

Margaery closed her eyes and shook her head as she panted, embarrassed of how soon she came. She bit her lips and hugged her own thighs, allowing the King to feel her submission.

Robert accepted it and pulled back a little, starting the age-old rhythm of savage lovemaking. He plunged into her, using all his weight to reach the very end of her insanely tight cave of wonders. The silky smooth flesh of her inner walls milked him with gusto, each plunge tight and pleasurable.

"Ummm-aaah!"

Margaery opened her mouth in a silent scream, her entire body shuddering at the sensation. She whimpered every time he thrust in, her fingers trembling from the strength she used to grip her own thighs.

She had come once, her body easily lubing the path for her king. However, she never thought his giant cock would make her easily come twice more. With her sensitive areas spread wide, each stroke was an unbearable sensation at its peak. Her body calmed down for a short moment, but the relentless fucking was unforgiving.

"Ahhh! Noohhh….. I can't stop… coming! Noo–ooh!" She screamed to oblivion. Multiple orgasms claimed her body and a shattering release knotted up all her muscles. Her ass went up a little more, her body subconsciously wanting the ecstasy of his fat cock.

Margaery watched as Robert's eyes met hers. Her eyes were a little blurry from the tears that formed, wide and surprised at her own behavior. She tried to pull away, but Robert kept her legs between his arms and refused to let her go.

"You're so tight my little rose... Oh… So …. Good!" Robert sounded like a fiend, plunging hard into her with every word. His pelvis slammed against her ass over and over, drilling his hungry cock into her core, slapping against her cervix.

Margaery screamed once again, her insides practically flooding onto his cock. She couldn't even count how many times she had reached that blinding moment of pulsating bliss. Her toes curled at the sides of her face as she came. Finally, her body rebelled. Her legs came down forcefully from the exhaustion, sliding down back onto Robert's waist.

Robert's true lusty personality caught sight of her sweating face, feeling even more hungry and domineering like a beast toying with its prey. His lustful heart enjoyed the moment, wanting even more of her helpless cries of deliverance. He tried to take over but Ned's sane mind had learned to control it. He didn't want to scar the girl now, did he?

With his iron-hard cock still inside of her, he pushed her weak legs at the sides of his own. Robert completely hid her beneath his frame as he leaned over her panting body and started thrusting with precision. He pounded down hard in the primal position of lovemaking, a man on top of a woman, thrusting into her face-to-face.

The bedding was soft enough to not hurt her despite his weight on her. His hands molded her flesh as he suckled her breasts. He licked and kissed her neck, but avoided her lips entirely. He wanted her to remember this day, but not too fondly.

He hugged her head with his mighty arms and thrust upward, causing the bed's headboard to strike the wall with his thrust. The sounds of her squelching pussy echoed the creek of the wooden bed frame.

Margaery's moans were incoherent. Her eyes were drowsy, her mouth wide and senselessly mumbling for more. "Too big… ah, you're… so big… so deep!"

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