Lyanna Stark

Lyanna stood proudly as she admired her conquest. Rhaegar, her silver prince was tied up, blindfolded and gagged. Many had thought that he had **** her during the rebellion many years ago, however it was her who truly held the power in their relationship.

She grasped his cock firmly, pulling on it, so that he moaned in pain.

"What is wrong?" She smirked. "Does your tiny little worm hurt when he pull on it?" she asked, while yanking his cock once more.

"You're mine, my King," she whispered in his ear. "But you're not enough. I shall require another ****."