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Chapter 26 by Maxa_Mylles Maxa_Mylles

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A giant bonfire had been quickly stoked into life at the centre of the arena, making the giant gangbang spectacle seem even more like Jon’s own, personal, seven hells. Seven women were now a part of the proceedings as Cersei herself now sauntered in for a closer look. Her coat and tight black leather breeches, instead of reducing her stature, actually marked out her command even more clearly. Especially when the queen’s dark silhouette was surrounded by pale, stark-naked bodies.

The arena had turned into a chaotic orgy

The girls’ ‘tournament’ that, from the beginning, had been set out on the vaguest possible terms had devolved into a no-holds barred saturnalia of sex.

Thus, since the competition clearly did not matter, Jon wished his sisters would stop stop fucking their captors so enthusiastically.

Sansa had been relieved of her blowbang duties (Jon had learnt that ‘fluffing’ meant blowing more men before they fucked or ejaculated on someone else) when the circle disbanded, half of them staying to lay the Lady of Winterfell down onto her back while the other half got impatient and looked for other pursuits. Now Sansa and Arya were both taking as much cock as they could get, staring at each other’s jiggling bodies as they rode their lovers’ vigourously. The only difference was that Arya had another cock in her arse, meaning that every time she thrust back she was being double penetrated.

Jon shuddered as his little sister met his gaze, her gritted teeth opening in a wild grin. She looked almost inhuman in the firelight; her hair was matted and sticky and her face was so covered in cum that one of her eyes was completely covered.

But even Jon looked away, it was hard to ignore the grunts and bawdy japes of the men doing the ravishing. Even the ravings of the most sexually frustrated, horny and depraved ranger had nothing on the catcalls echoing over the moans and slapping sounds of flesh on flesh. Jon did not know where Cersei had found these tribesmen but wherever it was it was somewhere where folk clearly didn’t know when to shut up.

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