tie him to the bed

"Here," Lyanna conceded, handing her a small key, that opened the iron manacles that held Jon in place. "What do you need to tie him to the bed, Dany?"

"Hmm," Daenerys said slowly, letting her eyes trail over her **** nephew. "We'll need a few ropes... A chastity belt and a collar maybe? We had a few collars for the direwolves somewhere... A leg spreader would be nice as well. Whips and gags are always appreciated."

"Sure," the queen shrugged. "Whatever you need to teach my son a lesson."

She and Ashara quickly walked towards the other end of the room, where the queen kept her playthings and toys, to humiliate her husband and sons whenever she pleased.

The two ladies pulled out a collection of silken ropes, the belt and spreader bar, as well as a red ball gag.

"I like that whip," Rhaenys called out when the northern queen pulled out a long rope with a knot in the front. "It's used by the Masters of Slaver's Bay, no?"

"They do use those," Lyanna nodded, throwing the ropes to Daenerys who quickly caught them. Arianne took some as well, that she quickly wove around the **** boy's cock.

Daenerys took hold of his arms and tied them securely together while fixing them on the top of the bed. She then locked the 3-foot spreader bar between the young boy's legs, keeping them wide apart.

"We'll share him," Lyanna stated. "I carried him for 9 months, he belongs to me. My son, my ****."

Finally, the queen bound her son's feet to the bedposts as well, leaving him open and **** to the ladies.