To Dorne [Harem Path]

Thousands and thousands of miles of yellow sand stretched in all directions as far as Aegon's eyes can see. Instead of sailing straight to Sunspear, Prince Oberyn advised the king to avoid passing through the treacherous Stepstones archipelago and instead drop anchor at The Tor on the northern coast of Dorne and then trek across the entire desert to the seat of House Martell on the south-eastern coast of Dorne. Queen Elia and Princess Rhaenys complained at first but they were well aware that pirates from the Stepstones have become even more troublesome and a few could even be daring enough to attack the royal flagship. Furthermore, had he sailed straight to Sunspear, Aegon wouldn't have met Lady Myria Jodayne, the heir of the Tor and an absolute beauty. She begged her father to accompany the young king to the wedding and Lord Jodayne complied in the hopes that his daughter could seduce the king and stop the decline of their House.

After five days of bracing the harsh desert sun and riding on the tenacious road, Aegon finally spotted the golden dome towers of Sunspear in the distance. Despite being one of the least impressive castles in the Seven Kingdoms, it was a majestic and welcome sight for sore eyes.

When King Aegon rode into the courtyard of Sunspear, right in front of the old palace of the Sandship, he had half-expected the Dornishmen to bend the knee as a sign of respect just as it was expected from the other lords of the realm. But Aegon was wise enough to know that the Dornishmen's knees do not bend easily and indeed, as he dismounted from his horse, the knees of the dornish smallfolk to the Princess of Dorne herself, all remained unbent, unbowed and unbroken.

"Your Grace, it is an honour to welcome you back to Dorne." Princess Arianne said as she stepped forward. Aegon's heart nearly skipped a beat as he saw her for the first time since he became king. She was as beautiful as ever, her long black hair fell in ringlets down her back. Her yellow silk dress left little to the imagination as it loosely clinged to her luscious and curvaceous body while leaving her shoulders bare and exposing enough cleavage that Aegon could almost see her large dark nipples. In King's Landing only whores would dress in such a way but it was necessary to wear as few clothes as possible under the unforgiving Dornish sun.

"The honour is mine, Princess." Aegon said courteously as he respectfully kissed the extended hand of his cousin while looking deep into her beautiful hazel eyes.

"You must forgive my father for not receiving you personally. He is currently recuperating his health at the Water Gardens." Arianne's husky voice radiated through the young king's head as her large dark eyes sparkled with lust the moment the king's lips touched her hand.

"Ahem!" Rhaenys' **** cough broke the pair from their staring contest and Aegon realised that he was still holding onto Arianne's hand.

"Ohh... Princess Rhaenys, Queen Elia, how fares th..."

"Cut the crap, Ari." Rhaenys said as she literally pushed her brother aside to hug her best friend. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too." Arianne said as she pulled the younger girl into a tighter hug. Lewd memories and lustful thoughts flooded Aegon's head as he watched the two girls pull away from their hug as they resisted the urge to kiss each other in front of the entire dornish court. However, from the corner of his eye Aegon saw Prince Oberyn greet his paramour, Ellaria Sand, with a passionate lustful kiss. As Aegon watched the two pair tongue fucked each others mouths and groped one another, he wondered why his uncle rarely brought Ellaria to the capital. Mayhaps he had enough company at Chataya's brothel or maybe he feared that the king would catch her eyes. The two couple eventually broke free from their kiss when they were tackled by four of their children, Elia, Obella, Dorea and Loreza, the youngest of the infamous Sand Snakes. As if on cue, two pairs of hands each grabbed onto one of the king's arms.

"We've missed you, my Prin... I mean, My King." Said a sweet voice full of giggles. Aegon turned to his left to see the beautiful Tyene Sand, her long blonde hair sparkled like beaten gold in the dornish sun, while her deep blue eyes looked like the sky above. Despite being an anointed septa, Aegon knew first-hand that beneath her pious and innocent persona, she is as lustful and as devious as her sisters. As skilled with poisons as her deadly father, Tyene loved nothing more than taking a cock up her ass and having a face covered with cum all while pretending to be the perfect maiden.

On his left was the equally beautiful Nymeria Sand. Unlike her sisters, she had pale white skin that was incapable of being burnt or kissed by the Dornish sun. This is due to the fact that her mother came from an old and noble House from within the Black Walls of Volantis and traced their descent from the Dragonlords of Old Valyria. Nymeria's weapon of choice is her twin daggers though in the bedroom she uses a custom made whip, fashioned to inflict the most pleasurable pain on any man or woman that she choose to bring to bed. Aegon had slept with Nymeria only a few times before but there was only few things that Aegon experienced that was as satisfying as forcing the dornish dominatrix to submit to his will.

"Where do you think you're going?" Asked Queen Elia when she saw the two Sand Snakes drag Aegon away. "You need to meet the various nobles that came just to seek an audience with you."

"Oh... Auntie Elia, we're just going to give our beloved king a private tour of the castle." Tyene said in her sweet angelic voice. "We promise we will bring him back before the feas..."

"I actually... Have to uh... Have to meet up with Arianne and Quentyn first." Aegon said to the relief of his mother and the utter horror of his penis. Aegon looked at the two women who were still holding onto his arms and expected them to be furious but instead they were as calm as ever and still smiling.

"Very well, Your Grace. Business first, we understand after all, we've grown up too!" Tyene said excitedly, " Maybe tonight when you've done with all of your kingly duties, I can sing to you that lovely song I learnt the other day."

"And then we're going to ride your big cock until you scream and beg us to stop." Nymeria whispered lustfully into the king's ear so that only he and Tyene can hear.

"I've never begged for anything in my life." Aegon answered dryly while staring defiantly into Nymeria's brown eyes, his voice thick with lust.

"Oh, my sweet sweet king..." Tyene said in singsong manner as she gave Aegon a quick chaste kiss on his cheek and then for a brief moment while no one was looking, her innocent facade faded away as her voice grew husky with want and her eyes grew dark with desire. "Trust me, tonight you will!"