Sansa as your mistress

"I'll train him for you, I have more experience," Sansa suggested, snapping the cage shut around your cock.

"Fine," Arya conceded. "But I want to watch."

"On your knees," Sansa commanded you, before taking a collar from her shelf.

When you were on your knees, Sansa crouched down, clipping it shut around your neck, and adding a leash to it.

"Lick my feet," Sansa then commanded you, lifting up her smooth foot and pushing it into your face.

Immediately you opened youe mouth, allowing your older sisters foot to intrude, her toes wriggling in your mouth.