Arianne, Ashara, Rhaenys, Daenerys

The four girls entered the room one after another, taking in the view that greeted them. Both the King and Jon were bound securely to the ground, shackled with large Iron manacles that gave them no inch of freedom.

Their cocks were erect, pointing upwards, but their hands were bound to tight as that they could do anything about their... needs.

The Queen, Lyanna Stark, sat between them, carefully teasing them while smiling at their visitors.

"Wha...?" Jon started, but he was quickly interrupted when his mother slapped him once more. Despite her age, the Queen was still a very attractive woman, with firm breasts and a shapely ass, as well as strong arms.

"Awww," Daenerys laughed as they approached the shackled prince. Arianne walked directly behind her, before kicking the prince in the crotch.

When he howled in pain, his mother quickly shoved a gag, or more like her smallclothes in his mouth, muffling his scream. Still she shot a soft glare at Arianne. "Careful. I still want grandchildren."

"My little brother looks so cute tied up," Rhaenys proclaimed as she moved towards Jon, who's eyes constantly jumped between the girls. "Always wondered if he would make a good pleasure ****. But now..." she looked at Jon's cock. "Pretty sure he will."

Ashara meanwhile walked over to Rhaegar, before strongly pulling at his cock, making him shout into his gag.

"Sorry, can't understand you, husband," Lyanna giggled, as both she and Daenerys walked over to where he was tied up.

"Did you say 'harder!'" Daenerys asked with a smirk, as she herself started to pull on her brother's cock

What now?