Alys Karstark, Dacey Mormont, and Wylla Manderly

Aegon Felt His Mouth Water As His Eyes Were Caught By Three Beautiful Northern Ladies, Alys Karstark, Dacey Mormont, and Wylla Manderly. Alys Pale Skin and Fire Red Hair, Dacey's Elegant Features and Her Blackened Chestnut Brown Hair, Brown Eyes, and Slender and Thin Frame Was Defied By The Fact She Was Still Quite An Elegant Beauty. As For The Third Northern Beauty, Lady Wylla Manderly Was Beautiful, Intelligent and Fearless According To Varys. Wylla Who Is The Youngest Granddaughter Of The Richest Man In The North, Lord Wyman Manderly Of White Harbour. Like All Members Of House Manderly, Wylla Is Fiercely Loyal To The Starks Of Winterfell and Yet Remains Strongly Connected To The Traditions Of The South Ever Since Their **** Emigration From The Reach, All That Info Was From Varys, But Aegon Only Cared For Three Things, Beautiful, Intelligent, and Fearless. Wylla's Garish Green Hair, Dacey's Blackened Chestnut Brown, and Alys Fire Red Hair Gave Him A Deep Desire For The Three. The Three Apparently Felt His Gaze and The Emotions He Was Feeling Because Each Left The Hall and Gave Him A Suggestive Smirk Before They Fully Left The Hall.

Already Stiffening, Aegon Quickly Traversed The Great Hall To Follow The Three Ladies. Just As Aegon Walked Out He Caught Alys Winking At Him As She Rounded, and Aegon Tried Not Make An Very Audibly Loud Rush To Catch Up So As Not To Seem Too ****. This Time As He Rounded He Saw Wylla's Hair Just As She Turned The Next Corner. Getting Painfully Harder, Aegon Was Growing Impatient, and Just As He Rounded Again He Saw Dacey Blow Him A Kiss Before Turning. Finally Aegon Gave Away All Notions Of Not Appearing **** and Picked His Pace Into A Near Run. He Finally Turned The Corner, But Found No One Or Anything There. "I'm Going To Kill My Sister For This." Aegon Mutters, Thinking Rhaenys Has Set Him Up. Just As The Final Word Passes His Lips, Aegon Is Yanked Backwards Through An Open Door By Three Pair's Of Hands and Accompanying Giggles.

Aegon Didn't Have The Time To Take In His Surroundings Before His Cock Was Freed and His Hands and Feet Were Bound To The Corner Posts Of A Bed. He Noticed The Unmistakable Eyes Of Tyene and Nymeria On Him, Even Before Detecting Their Voices Directing The Three Northern Ladies On How To Pleasure and Please Him. Clearly These Two Had Thought Ahead and Taken Steps To Ensure Their Plan Worked First Up Was Dacey Mormont, Who Was Apparently Just As Adventurous As Nym Or Tye, Because She Wasted Little Time In Impaling Herself Atop Him. Aegon Could Only Let Out A Muffled Groan, Since One Of The Five, Probably Nym, Had Stuffed A Piece Of Fabric In His Mouth and Turned It Into A Gag. Dacey Was A Beautiful Site To Behold and The Second She Came Off Of Aegon Tye Put A Cold Piece Of Metal Around His Cock, Which Aegon Realised Was The Same Ring Nym Told Her To Give Her Back In Dorne In This Exact Same Scenario.

As He Tried To Focus On Dacey His Eyes Were Obscured By The Curls Of Tyene and Nymeria. "Margaery May Give You Son's, But Mark My Words, I'll Give You Two Bastard Daughters For Every Trueborn Son She Gives You, and When They've Flowered You and I Will Deflower Them Together." Says Tyene and Aegon's Cock Jerks Painfully Inside Dacey. "Or Maybe Margaery Will Give You A Daughter, and For Every Daughter She Gives You I'll Give You A Son, and When They're Of Age I'll Teach Them How To Fuck A Women, Starting With Me and Tye." Says Nymeria Causing Aegon To Grunt In Indignation. "Oooh, Someone Is Protective Of His Paramours..." Tyene Coo's. It's Only At This Juncture That He Realises Dacey Had Switched Herself With Alys, Because He Saw Red Curls Flapping Around Instead Of Blackened Chestnut Ones.

Not Sure Where Lady Wylla Is, But Content Enough To Realise He'd Taken Alys's Maidenhead, Aegon Feel's His Cock Release Some Of His Royal Seed, But The Cock Ring Keeps Most Of It Still In His Balls. The Feeling Of His Seed Slowly Entering Her Causes Alys To Spill Her Own Seed Out. Before She Can Fall Top Of Aegon, Tye and Nym Give Wylla Her Turn, and She Surprises Everyone By Impaling His Cock In Her Ass. Wylla Unleashes A Shrill Scream, and His Instincts Taking Over, Aegon's Arms **** Themselves From Their Restraints As Aegon Wraps His Arms Tightly Around Wylla and Presses His Lips Against Hers. Aegon Lay Complete Still, Fearing The Pain Wylla May Feel If He So Much As Twitched. Wylla Runs Her Fingers Through His Hair, and Begins Forcing Herself To Rise Up and Down On His Cock, Each Movement Causes Her To Whimper In Pain, But No Matter How Much Aegon Tries To **** Her To Stay Still, Wylla Continues On and On Until There Is No Pain. It Isn't Long Until Wylla Is Pushing Her Lower Body Down and Trying To Get Out Of Aegon's Tight Embrace. Tyene and Nym Quickly Restrain Him Again, and Aegon Let's Them Do It Without Protest, His Eyes Focused Squarely On Wylla A Deep Almost Fatherly Concern In Them.