Slaves suck cock during a Small Council meeting

Blearily rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Jon resignedly prepared himself for the rigours of the day as he took his seat beside Cersei for the morning’s small council meeting. Laughing, rubbing their hands together, making small talk, the other members of the council began to sit down. No one acknowledged the half-naked bodies which awaited them under the table, ready to suck cock and lick pussy.

A hot, eager mouth swallowed his limp length but Jon paid them no mind as they licked and slurped. He was too tired and had been subjected to too many strange and degenerate pleasures to enjoy a simple blowjob. Especially this early in the morning and especially after Cersei and Taena Merryweather had ridden him halfway through the night.

Not even the pleasures of the queen sat atop his face, or those large Merryweather tits wrapped around his cock could lighten the weight on Jon’s mind. He just wanted it to end, all of these perverse deviancies. Why couldn’t it end?

Days had started blending together. Nothing surprised him anymore. Seeing his friends or family being humiliated had been occasionally exciting, at the start. Now it just made him feel even more depressed. So he did not think of half of them as his friends anymore. He couldn’t protect them. He couldn’t protect anyone. All he could do was keep following Cersei’ ridiculous commands.

It was not hard to fill his empty days, not when Cersei gave him lists and lists of duties he had to fulfil. It felt like of jobs role was following the Queen around like a glorified steward, so follow her he did. Step after step, meeting after meeting, orgy after orgy. He followed her lead without thinking, without caring. It made everything easier when he did not have to make his own decisions.

Jon frowned as he felt the mouth withdraw around his cock, then he heard the faint sound of shuffling under the table as this morning’s batch of slaves moved places.