Part 3

“mmm, delicious.” Margaery leered as she licked her now wet lips. “You know, I’ve tasted women from all the Seven Kingdoms, even a Dornishwoman.”

“A...A Dornishwoman?” Sansa asked.

“oh yes, but don’t tell my father; he’d have a fit if he knew I’d been with a Dornishwoman.” Margaery giggled naughtily as she rested her head on Sansa's thigh and continued lapping at her pussy. “Her cunny had a certain tang to it, almost spicy.” She revealed “Highgarden girls are sort of like ripe peaches, bursting with sweet juices the moment you sink your teeth into them.” She leered as she lightly bit Sansa's thigh making her gasp. Admiring the bite mark she had left of the supple pale flesh Margaery softly kissed her skin before giving Sansa a sultry look “But you’re the first Northern girl I’ve tasted and you’re by far the tastiest of all Seven Kingdoms.”

“I am?” Sansa asked panting.

“Indeed you are.” Margaery grinned up at her. “I wonder if all Northern girls taste as good. As I understand it Littlefinger has a whore who hails from your kingdom, perhaps I’ll have her brought to us and we can hold a tasting to see if all Northern girls taste as good as you.”

“I-If that pleases you Your Majesty.” Sansa breathed.

“It does.” Margaery grinned “But not as much as this does.” She said as she thrust her fingers into her cunny so that her fingertips pressed against her maidenhead making the girl gasp “This pleases me greatly; did the Imp not bed you on your wedding night?”

“N-No.” Sansa shook her head “Lord Tyrion was kind to me.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” She purred as she moved up Sansa's body and kissed her cheek “But I’m not going to be so kind.” She growled into her ear and **** Sansa's legs apart so that she could thrust her wooden cock into her tight little snatch, resting the tip of her fake phallus against the thin membrane. Staring deeply into Sansa's eyes Margaery lovingly caressed her cheek and said “Do you know why it’s so important that a noble woman stays a virgin until marriage? It’s because you belong to whoever takes your virginity.” Margaery told her as she thrust her hips forward so that her cock strained against her hymen, threatening to tear it “Beg me to take your virginity.” She demanded.

“P-Please take my virginity Your Majesty.” Sansa replied her whole body quivering.

“Beg to be owned by me.” Margaery ordered as she bit Sansa's collar bone making her moan.

Biting her bottom lip Sansa said “Please own me Your Majesty.”

“As you wish.” Margaery leered as she thrust forward, tearing through Sansa's virginity making the cry out. As Sansa threw her head back Margaery bit her exposed throat as she slid one hand over her hip and between her ass cheeks to thrust her fingers into her anus while her other moved down her abdomen to pinch her swollen clitoris. Being stimulated from the front and behind Sansa moaned loudly and wantonly thrust her hips hard against Margaery. “That’s it Sansa, move your hips!” the queen growled as she thrust another finger into her anus “Cum for me! Cum for your Queen!”

As Margaery continued to thrust into her pussy and **** her ass and clit with her fingers Sansa came hard, her pussy and ass clamping down on the invading cock and fingers that assailed her orifices. Her whole body convulsing beneath Margaery, Sansa clung desperately to the queen as her eyes rolled back into her head as her juices gushed out of her cunny to soak Margaery’s crotch before collapsing limply on the bed.

Grinning down at her worn out lover Margaery slipped out of Sansa's pussy to lay next to her panting pet. Reaching out a hand Margaery lovingly caressed the girls sweat soaked stomach. “Did you enjoy that, my sweet Sansa?”

“Y-Yes...” Sansa panted hard. “That was... That was...”

“Wonderful? Magical? Amazing?” Margaery suggested with a laugh as she leaned down to kiss the tired girl. “I’m glad to hear that.” She smiled as she pulled cock off of her groin and brought the phallus up to her mouth. Admiring the way it glistened with Sansa's juices Margaery opened her mouth and slid it over her lips. Sucking the sticky fluids from it Margaery allowed it to slide almost completely down her throat before withdrawing it and looking at the wide eyed looking Sansa. “Impressed?” Margaery smirked at her as she pressed the saliva coated shaft to Sansa's lips. “Don’t be; soon you’ll be able to take a cock deep into your throat.” She purred as she pressed the phallus passed her lips and deep into her throat, not stopping even as she gagged and choked until she had the entire cock inside of her.

Holding it in her gullet Margaery smiled as she watched Sansa's eyes water before withdrawing it from her throat causing her to gasp and heave as Margaery stroked her back. “Don’t worry my sweet practice makes perfect and I’ll see to it that you get plenty of practice.” She giggled and lovingly kissed the young Stark’s cheek.

“Yes Your Highness.” Sansa nodded and wiped away the saliva she had dribbled onto her chin.

“Margaery, my sweet.” She corrected her softly.

“But you said-” Sansa started only for Margaery to interrupt her.

“When we are alone you may call me Margaery. When we are in the company of others or we are being intimate you will refer to me as ‘Your Majesty’.” Margaery explained as she reached down and stroked Sansa's pouting pussy lips making her gasp “Understand?”

“Y-Yes Your Majesty.” Sansa moaned.

“Good girl.” She smiled as she leaned in and kissed her deeply.

As Margaery caressed her body Sansa reached out to grasp the wooden shaft and asked “S-Shall I wear this now?”

“No that won’t be necessary.” Margaery said as she tossed the toy off to one side.

“But I haven’t satisfied you yet. I...I want to make you feel how you made me feel.” Sansa said blushing deeply.

“So sweet.” Margaery laughed as she kissed her cheek. “But you needn’t concern yourself with that. You’ll be seeing to my needs in a different way.” She purred as she reached out and pulled on a rope besides their bed causing a bell to ring.

As soon as the bell stopped ringing a man dressed entirely in blue entered the room leering at the two naked beauties. Blushing down to the tips of her breasts Sansa made to cover her nakedness with her arms only for Margaery to grab her wrists and restrain them meaning the man had an unobstructed view of her pale nubile body. “This is Wat.” Margaery introduced the man “But everyone calls him the Blue Bard for obvious reasons.” She laughed as she nuzzled into Sansa's cheek “Isn’t he handsome?”

“Y-Yes.” Sansa nodded her head blushing brightly.

“I’m glad you think so because he’s going to fuck you now.” She informed Sansa making the girl gasp. Pressing herself into Sansa's back Margaery groped her chest and lightly stroked her newly deflowered quim and purred into her ear “As queen I can’t indulge in many of life’s little pleasures such as fucking a handsome bard like Wat here. That’s why I want you to do it in my stead, I shall be living vicariously through you.” Cupping her chin and turning her head so that she could stare into Sansa's eyes Margaery softly asked “You’ll do this for me won’t you?” she asked sweetly, her lips brushing against Sansa's.

“O-Of course Your Majesty.” Sansa said.

“Good, now go over there and suck his cock.” Margaery demanded with a lustful leer.

Doing as she was told Sansa left Margaery’s embrace and crawled over to the man who had already undid his britches and pulled out his cock making Sansa gasp at the size of it. Seeing her stare transfixed at the throbbing, veiny shaft Margaery wrapped her arms around Sansa's body and rested her chin on her shoulder “It makes your mouth water doesn’t it.” Margaery purred “Why don’t you start by taking his balls into your mouth?” she suggested as she pressed her hand to the back of Sansa's head to **** her face into the man’s groin.

Feeling his hot, sweaty balls rub against her pretty face Sansa opened her mouth and extended her tongue to draw the hairy orbs into her mouth. Swirling them around her mouth Sansa sucked hard on them until the pulled them from her mouth and pressed his swollen cockhead to her lips smearing them with his pre-cum. Parting her pink, pouting lips Sansa allowed the man to thrust this cock into her mouth, dragging his leaking tip over her tongue to **** to taste his seminal fluid before continuing deeper into her gullet. Her instincts wanted her to pull away, to prevent this thick slab of meat sliding down her throat and blocking her airways before she suffocated but her desire to impress Margaery and not disappoint her kept Sansa from moving her head, simply allowing the man to continue **** feeding her his cock and trying with little success to control her gag reflex. When she finally reached the base of his shaft Sansa was **** to inhale his scent and was surprised to find he smelt vaguely of soap. She briefly had time to wonder if the bard made a habit of cleaning himself this thoroughly or if he had done so at Margaery’s request before he started to slowly extract his cock.