Jon wakes up

Slowly Jon woke up once more, struggling and kicking at his bonds.

"If only he would have shown such strength when licking my cunt," Rhaenys sighed, a tad sadly.

Jon kept wiggling as Arianne finished tying up his cock. She tightly wound the rope around his balls, so tight that they turned a shade of purple.

He tried to fight the Dornish princess as she did so, but the wide spreader bar Daenerys had fixed between his legs kept him immobile and ****, unable to resist them.

"Let me go," he begged, as Ashara tightened the rope around his cock further. "I'll do whatever you want."

"No, my son," Lyanna sighed, looking at him with pity. "You need to learn who controls you. Mere respect won't do it, you are our ****." To enforce her words, she twisted one of his nipples painfully.

As he screamed out, Daenerys shoved the red ball gag into his mouth and tying it behind his head, silencing him for good.