Jon wakes up

"What...? Mother?" Jon whispered as he slowly woke up, trying to struggle, but unable to move.

"Oh, my sweet son," Lyanna smirked, as she slowly let her index finger slide up and down his cock, making him moan.

He tried to buckle his hips, to make her movements faster, but she continued her slow ****, not letting him reach his climax.

She carefully slid her own index finger in and out of her pussy, as she continued to torment her son.

"What... is this?" Jon stammered but he received no response but a sharp slap in the face.

"Silence," Lyanna commanded harshly, her eyes narrowed. "Or I'll have to gag you."

Jon nodded and fell silent.

"We have visitors," Lyanna finally proclaimed and turned around, where the door now opened. "Be a good boy now."

Who is it?