Cersei wants to tell Jon something important

Looking ahead at the throne, Jon saw two more woman were shackled with their backs to the iron spikes and blades. These two looked almost like a mother and daughter, with the same unkempt black hair and dark brown nipples. Both were also completely naked, their hands bound behind their backs as they were **** to kneel and **** towards Jon’s direction. He realised that the youngest one could not keep her eyes away from his cock.

His gaze travelled up from his fellow captives to his new tormentor. Cersei sipped her wine languidly as she eyed him over the rim of her glass in the same manner as a butcher eyeing up his next cut of meat.

After being stripped naked and chained with all his people, Jon Snow had been humiliated and shamed for two entire weeks. He had seen his queen reduced to powerlessness; seen his sisters be torn from each others arms and watched the Wildlings he had promised to keep safe be stockaded and gangbanged.

Now he was tired. So very tired. Standing in front of Cersei Lannister’s throne, he did not even have the energy for outrage or anger anymore.

He just wanted it to be over.

So Jon Snow had no idea how to react when Cersei Lannister climbed down from her throne and cupped his cheek with her hand. “Welcome, Lord Targaryen. How are you holding up?”

“Uh,” Jon looked around, to the Kingslayer and the guards, to see if he was missing an obvious joke. They all stared back at him in silence, stone-faced. “I’ve had better journeys.”

Cersei chuckled, her hand snaking over his shoulders and then down past his pecs, towards his stomach. “I’m sure you have. But we had to do it this way. If we had given you special treatment compared to the other prisoners then we would have revealed your importance to our enemies.”

Jon drew a breath as the queen’s slender hand pushed down and then flattened against his pillar and stones. She squeezed him, just hard enough to make his cock pulse, then he stared up at the ceiling as she began to rub her thumb up and down his shaft. “I struggle to see my importance compared to Queen Daenerys or Lady Sansa.”

Cersei nibbled at his ear as his cock grew in her hand. “The only thing your aunt has become is the Queen of Cum. As for Sansa, well, you’ll see. But first, there is something you need to know.”