He stuffs Lady Stark

Tyrion smirked wide as he made his decision. There was only one proper way to punish the foolish Lady Stark…

He braced himself against her legs, pressing them apart as he slammed his hips against hers harder and faster as his cock twitched and throbbed in building anticipation. Finally, the pressure was too much, and Tyrions balls clenched up as he grunted.

“Here… it… comes!” Tyrion declared, and within the same breath he had released his load. His cock recoiled as the ropes of warm cum shot from it, plunging their way into Catelyn’s waiting wet womb.

“NooooooOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!” Catelyn moaned out as she felt her own climax arrive at the same time, as though some **** was compelling her body beyond just the cock inside her. She wiggled and twisted in a final vain attempt to stop her imminent creampie filling, but it was no use.

Tyrion thrusted his hips in unison with the spurts of cum now being stuffed into Catelyn, as if forcing it to go deeper into her than it otherwise would. This entire little ordeal had left Tyrion horribly pent up and unable to satisfy his lordly needs… and now he was unleashing all of that into Catelyn.

Finally, with the last of his spunk spent, Tyrion pulled his hips back and let his cock slide out of Catelyn’s pussy. Following shortly after it, was a stream of sticky white cum leaking out from the noble woman.

“Ned… Forgive me…” Catelyn half whispered half panted, as she lay with her arms rising above her head along with her now unkempt red hair.

Tyrion pressed himself up to a kneeling position as he took a good look at the woman laying on the bed with his seed leaking out of her. Never in all his days had he imagined something like this!

… Well, at least he’d never expected it to actually happen!

“Well Lady Stark, I think that will do nicely… for now.” Tyrion said, before he turned and jumped from the bed to the floor. He pulled his trousers back up and returned his slick cock to its confines before proceeding to gather up the rest of his garments.

“How… How could you…” Catelyn inquired, still breathing hard from both what had just happened and the sheer reality of it weighing her down.

“Oh hush now, Lady Stark. As I said, I’d rather give you a child than take one. But onto more pressing matters: I don’t think I’d like to be sleeping in a sky cell for the remainder of my stay here, however brief it may be, so I think it would be best if I shared a room with you.” Tyrion said as he finished the final button on his tunic.

Catelyn’s eyes shot wide as she found the strength to bring herself up from the bed, pulling at the covers to conceal her defiled body.

“Absolutely not! I have repaid you for what I did and more! I am not a strumpet for your desires!” She declared, even naked save for her covers she had some pride in her.

Tyrion turned and raised an eyebrow, joined with a coy smile.

“Come now, Lady Stark, and we were getting along so well just now. Let’s not ruin our new friendship.” He replied.

“Friendship?!” Catelyn barked back.

“Indeed. I have no ill will towards you, and I hope you will learn to consider me a friend. One with quite the benefits.” Tyrion said.

“I may have allowed this… encounter to take place to make up for what I did, but we had an agreement, Lord Lannister, and that is done. If you require somewhere to sleep I will see to it, until you take your leave. Preferably quickly.” Catelyn replied with both Pride and venom in her voice.

“Very well, Lady Stark. I’ll be waiting.” Tyrion said, and begun walking towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Catelyn demanded.

“I think I’ll do some writing while I’m waiting.” He said, and picked up a book off the floor. Catelyn’s face squinted in confusion. When had that book been there? Had he dropped it when he entered the room? Where had he… Oh by the seven she was tired… and afraid. Afraid of what she would have to tell Ned…