Sansa

Robert simply can't help himself. He kisses Sansa again, this time with the passion of an animal in heat. He reaches out and palms her little breast, his cock hardening to steel. She squeals and says "p-please my Grace.. not again" but Robert barely registers what she's said.

Before long he's tearing off her gown as she sobs, exploring her young body with his his hands.. as he comes across a little bump in her stomach.. she is pregant, and probably with his child from a previous ****. This sends Robert off the edge, as he forces Sansa onto the bed and clamps atop her in masonry. She cries the whole while, and screams when Robert finally frees his cock and buries it in her. Before long he's tearing off her gown as she sobs, exploring her young body with his his hands.. as he comes across a little bump in her stomach.. she is pregant, and probably with his child from a previous ****. This sends Robert off the edge, as he forces Sansa onto the bed and clamps atop her in masonry. She cries the whole while, and screams when Robert finally frees his cock and buries it in her.

Sansa screams out in pain and terror as Robert rips into her, and Robert finds that he likes the feeling of a screaming bitch under him. It's like a ****, the feeling of power he has over her. It isn't long before he is slamming himself into her, pounding her body against the bed. Robert pulls her hair, bites her, and spanks her, anything he can do to get her to scream again.

"Please! I'm sorry!"

She pleads with him, but Robert can't hear it. He's utterly intraced by her body, her screams, and above all else, the child in her belly. His seed. That's what is going to make this woman his. She is his bitch, his property. The child is his. Sansa is his.

Robert cums inside her, and she sobs, the tears flowing from her face. But even still, he stays atop her, and she feels his cock still throbbing inside her. He isn't finished.

He rolls over, keeping himself inside her, and forces her on top of him. Robert doesn't allow her a moment to get situated before he begins to buck his hips, his cock moving inside her. She moans loudly at this, and he can feel her walls tighten around his cock. He reaches up and grabs her breast, and Sansa yelps. He moves his hands up to her shoulders, and begins to pull her down to his chest. He forces his tongue into her mouth, and she is utterly powerless to resist. She can feel him inside her, his hands all over her body, and his tongue in her mouth. She is disgusted by his touch, and yet..

Robert keeps pounding, his cock slamming her insides.

Robert grabs her waist and begins to **** her up and down his shaft, making her ride him. He looks down at the bump in her stomach, and his balls throb.

"You are mine, do you understand?"

"Yes..... I understand my grace..." Sansa manages to say through tears and orgasms.

Robert cums a second time, filling her once more. His clock flops as he pulls it out of her, standing up and looking at her ruined body on the bed.

"From this day forward, you belong to me, and you will do whatever I say."

"Yes.... my grace.."

With that, Robert stands up and leaves.