Sansa and Ygritte's bdsm gangbang

Further along, the City Watch had taken some time out of their busy schedule to fuck the two redheads who had been stockaded right in front of the Red Keep’s gates. Completely immobile and unable to move their hands and legs, Sansa and Ygritte moans were muffled as they were both spitroasted. The gangbang was particularly unpleasant because the Watch completely avoided the girl’s pussies, preferring to fuck their faces and arses instead.

Lusty, raucous crowds had gathered outside the gates on the night just past. A basic wooden pen had been built to keep in the lowliest prisoners of war: unable to escape the horny hordes, the Wildlings and Ironborn had endured a night-long orgy. Sansa and Ygritte had fortunately avoided such a fate, instead being positioned pride of place to watch the proceedings from the battlements of the gatehouse.

Because all of the redheads in Jon Snow’s life had been suspended from the battlements in spread-eagled positions, their arms and legs akimbo to reveal the vibrating dildoes embedded inside of them. Both Sansa and Melisendre had been **** to face the crowd, their recognisable faces pelted with sticky tomatoes until their entire bodies were shining from the juice of the fruits.

Poor Ygritte, however, had been suspended facing the castle walls, so that every time she swung or jiggled on the chains her sensitive nipples scraped painfully against the rough stone walls. Her sizeable arse faced the crowds, however, and it too was a target for many a well-placed tomato or cucumber. The feeling of the fruit juice dripping down over and between her buttcheeks was not a sensation that the wildling was going to forget in a hurry as she too suffered from a pair of vibrating dildoes.

Qyburn’s magic knew no limits as his alchemy had been used to remotely fuck all three beauties in front of a million watching voyeurs.

Even now, as the sun rose over the tranquil waves of Blackwater Bay, Sansa and Ygritte still knew no respite. Melisendre had been winched up to the battlements and taken into the keep hours ago but the two other redheads had still been suspended from the castle walls until their arms were dead and the dildoes had made them feel sore and over-stimulated.

But as soon as they had been taken down from the chains they had been greeted with the growing cocks of half a dozen of King’s Landing’s finest.

Sansa groaned as she felt every inch of a particularly veiny cock penetrate her: it felt just like being fucked with a ribbed dildo. Opposite her, arranged so that their faces were almost touching, Ygritte was suffering as well. Her arse was so well-lubed and her dildos had been so large that, with a bit of stretching, two cocks had been jammed up her butt.

It looked like the gangbang was only just beginning.