GOT: Wolf Becomes Stag

Robert rubbed his bearded chin and silently nodded. "Then what? Head south and beg for scraps, eh? I'll pay you a half a Dragon every time I take you to bed. Until I'm done with this damn place, you'll serve as my bath maid here and in my tent when I'm at war."

Immoral, but he tried to hold back to some level of sanity and honor. Osha was desperate out of fear, but she was unaware of how ruthless the South was. If she went there without coin, she'd be turned into a whore anyway.

"I'll pray to the Gods that the King of Kneelers has some honor in him."

As soon as done speaking, Osha pulled the rope around her waist that kept her rag-like pants up, letting it fall around her feet. She then stepped out of it and took off the long rag that she wore as a robe. With that, she stood utterly naked in front of the King.

She was flat-chested, slender, and tall, with many scars all over; her cunt hidden between toned thighs with a small patch of curls.

Even with her survivor disposition and tough exterior, beyond those scars, she had pale skin. Possibly from the lack of sun beyond the wall. Her other, more intimate areas were more pinkish-pale brown. She had cleaned herself up, it seemed, devoid of any grime.

She had come prepared.

Robert stood up from his seat and walked closer, admiring.

Osha, even though she was a tall woman, still had to look up at him a little. Her stubborn gaze never left his eyes.

He extended his big, rough palm and brushed the back of his hand down her cheek. He let his fingers trail down the scar on her shoulder and climbed back up to hold her neck as if he were about to choke her. His eyes kept looking at her as if to see any kind of reaction. But all he saw was defiance and impatience, a look that was only asking him to be quick about it.

Robert's hand kept going down, his digits circling her small chest. He wasn't in a hurry and had no desire to kiss her or eat her cunt as he had done with those noble women. No, his only focus was on her three entrances as the primal need grew stronger. His growing shaft was already twitching from the touch of her warm skin.

He cupped his hand around her knoll of flesh, feeling the tight, hardened nipple tickle his palm. He pinched the pale brown tip and leaned closer to her. "I'll be rough."

Osha smirked, proudly looking back at him, inches away from her face. "No different from Free Folk men then."

Robert walked around her, his hand never leaving her body, sliding down her delicate flank. He touched her tight, round ass, squeezing with a strong grip. Her flesh felt as tender as a freshly cooked lamb and just as tasty.

Robert could already imagine how he could make her bend, how he could lift her slender body and fuck her in fantastical ways. Towering over her frame, if one were to look through the door, they wouldn't even notice there was a person beyond Robert's shadow.

After a few indulgent squeezes, Robert finally came to her front again and pushed her down by her shoulders. He made her kneel easily, as she was also willing to. Then, he untied his breeches, letting them fall freely to the floor. He pulled his tunic up and over his head, going completely bare in one swift motion.

"Let's see if your Free Folk men ever showed you true fucking…" Robert teasingly declared. He held his large, swollen shaft and shoved the tip on her lips.

He frowned a little at his own words. Although he had come to terms with his dark desires, he didn't want to lose all sense.

But that frown instantly disappeared when he felt Osha's plump lips opening up for him.

She landed her lips against the base of his girthy shaft, licking up his throbbing manhood. She took it slowly, taking in the varying texture and taste of his skin, trailing a throbbing vein with her slippery tongue. She could hear Robert's slight humm, clearly enjoying having his body worshiped.

Robert groaned impatiently, his hand on the back of Osha's head, sliding his fingers through her unruly hair. He almost wanted to yank her closer and shove it all down in an instant, but he allowed her to do most of the work, pleasuring him until his cock grew to full mass, covered in her saliva.

She eventually licked over his cockhead, narrowing her tongue and circling the tip, before taking it whole into her mouth. Her hands kept stroking his shaft while gently bobbing her head on his wide mushroom head.

Robert bared his teeth, half grin, half grit, before grabbing the back of Osha's head and pulling her face onto his magnificent shaft. He couldn't wait anymore, nor did he want to. He rammed his cock in her mouth, down over her tongue, and drowned in her warm throat.

"Umph!" She squeaked.

The breath Osha had been holding before spilled out of her nose, her mouth straining and throat protesting, but she allowed herself to be used as the King wanted. She could feel her throat clenching around the thick, hot pole, pressing against the walls of her throat as Robert thrust his hips, with his wide palms around her head at the same time.

Another hard thrust, another pull on her hair, making her eyes water. Osha spluttered, pulling back quickly and dropping on all fours.

Robert exhaled and lifted her back on her knees in front of his thighs again, still holding her hair like he would a leash. "Is that all you got?"

Osha's gaze turned icy as she looked up at him. With a firm grit of her teeth, she answered, "I've had worse."

"Let's continue then."

He pushed his hips forward, his cock firmly pointing at her face. Osha's tongue slid past her lips and licked his cock, and eased his cock into her mouth once again. Her lips stretched so beautifully around his girth, suckling him down until her face almost reached his base.

Robert started to move again, shoving down until her nose struck the patch of hair at the base of his cock. He felt her tongue swirl around him and her gulps milking him tight, his teeth grit together as he felt himself almost losing it. He moved harder and faster, letting her splutter and gag.

Robert fucked her face entirely, recklessly indulging in the warm, sticky throat until he felt satisfied. He could feel the twitch on his balls, but he wasn't going to end it with just that.

"Enough of this. I have a long day ahead." Robert declared and pulled her up by her arms. "Relax yourself and let me…"

Robert lifted Osha by her waist, letting her arms lock around his neck and her legs around his waist.

While he felt she was secure enough, seeing how tall and slender she was, he moved his hands down between their bodies, brushing past her small breasts. He placed his arms under her thighs and pulled both her legs up even higher, sliding her calves on his shoulders to open wide.

Now, her feet were inches away at the sides of his head, her unimpressive breasts plastered on his chest, and her lower thighs stuck against his lower belly—Folded like a chair.

Osha's eyes widened, half in fear of falling, the other half feeling the thrill of being spread wide and dangling in the air. She could feel Robert's meaty hands slide down her sweaty thighs, and cup her ass like a swing, letting her sit in them while her damp pussy lay wide open for him to plunder.

Their faces were so close.

Robert looked into her eyes, giving her another challenge, "Let's hear your moans now."

Robert pulled her needy cunt closer to him, sliding his cock inside her hot, squishy furnace. He looked down between them, seeing her pussy lips spreading wide around his rigid cock, swallowing his flesh sword up bit by bit. He could feel her twitching gates shudder, struggling to push out the invader with tight, massaging pressure.

He drowned in the pleasure of her tight cunt, her muscles contracting and releasing, silkily throbbing around his shaft. But with his powerful large hands, he pushed her down on his length, letting his molten member push through to the very end.

"Gh…" He grunted a little as he felt the tip of his cock striking the end of her pleasurable tunnel.

Osha couldn't help releasing a long, heated breath on his face. This was her first time taking a cock that big. Her nails clawed at the King's shoulder, feeling helpless as her ass was locked in his hands.

She could feel the slight sting of being stretched to death, her insides struggling to accommodate his immense girth and lubricating her fully to aid his cock. Her legs struggled to clamp around his shoulders, but his palms pushed her further down on his cock. Her position forced her legs to widen, her body welcoming him deep into her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh!!" She moaned loudly.

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