Forcefully take Fionn

"It looks like "your little Lord" didn't quite finish you off. You wouldn't want the rest of the staff finding out who you were fucking, would you?" You lie. You've no idea who the mystery man was, but the gamble pays off. You can see her now crest-fallen and anxious before you.

You spin her around, arse up over the central table, her large tits spread against the woodgrain. You kick her legs wider and she begins to fight. You **** her head against the table, with more **** than you'd anticipated, and you hear a small 'crang' as her forehead hits the wood. She's dazed as you line yourself up with her puckered rosebud or an arsehole. Some of the mystery man's load has dribbled down, and you hope that might provide some, basic, lubrication. If not, her loss. You grab a piece of cloth from the table beside you, a dirty rag used to dry dishes, and stuff it forcefully into her mouth.

"Scream all you like. This will only last longer if you don't."

You push your dick against her unyielding hole and she's shocked out of her confusion. She begins to moan like a bitch in heat, or a wounded animal as you continue to push against her tight arsehole until with a final pop, you enter her. The last man's semen provides little to no lubrication, and while the sensation is divine for you, the pain she must be feeling is beyond imagination.

She fights against you and you hold her head and one hand against the tabletop. The tightness of her shithole is entrancing, clamping around your cock almost akin to an instrument of ****. Almost.

You plough into her, her wailing spurring you on until the **** of your thrusts begins to knock clothes and dishes from the table. You better finish soon, or someone might come to investigate the commotion.

Her frantic scrambling only makes the sensations more exquisite as you claim her unwilling hole. She screams around the gag and you begin to whisper words to appease her.

"You're a little whore, aren't you Fionn? I always knew it. This is your natural place in life, you know that don't you? Being used as a place for men to deposit their loads. A tool to be enjoyed by men. This won't be the last time this happens."

Her wailing intensifies and you feel your hot load bubbling up. Her vice-like hole is too luscious to remove yourself from, so with one final thrust, you unload into the scullery maid. Jet after jet of hot, fertile cum shooting into her shitter.

You pull your dick from her, and it's covered in cum and a small speckle of shit.

You rearrange your clothing and turn to her as you unbolt the door. "Clean this mess up, girl. Or I'll return sooner than I was planning."

You leave her, edging a hand towards her gag, cum dripping from her arsehole. A very quick scan of the room on your way out had provided enough evidence to suggest she didn't have Sansa's things, not that you really put all your energy into the searching there.