All hail the new king.

King Joffrey shuddered with delight as he **** Sansa Stark's head down on his cock. Ever since their lord father had turned traitor, the two Stark bitches had been under his "direct protection".

"That's it, you redheaded whore!" The new king groaned as the older Stark coated him in her saliva. "Take my entire cock, or what happened to your idiot father will seem a desirable fate in comparison!"

It had taken less than a week with him for the fight to go out of the redheaded northerner. Her twin, Arya played a little tougher, but Joffrey knew the daughter of a glorified barbarian would never be able to stand up to him, a true Lannister.

At the mention of her deceased father, Arya shot daggers at her new king. Joffrey coldly responded by seizing her by the hair and forcing her down with her sister, her mouth to his royal scrotum.

The tomboy soon took the message, and opened her mouth to take his balls into her warm northern cumhole. Joffrey noted with some delight that while she played tough, it seemed the younger Stark twin relented to him just as everyone else did.

As the two little wolves dutifully serviced him, Joffrey felt another orgasm approaching. Soon he'd be blasting another precious load of Lannister cum down one of their throats or onto their pale faces. Currently he was inside Sansa's mouth.

The ginger always swallowed his loads like a good girl, but perhaps that just meant he should unload in Arya's throat, begin to teach her some humility?