Ygritte is put into the stocks for a gangbang

Back in the present, Jon looked up as he heard the clinking of keys. Then strong hands were pushing him forward, sending him stumbling into Melisendre. Ygritte had been untied from his yoke.

They were walking his lover, his spearwife, up onto the palisade. Ygritte’s jaw was clenched and she trembled as a soldier crudely gripped her tits to cheers from the crowd; the redhead would give them no satisfaction if they wanted to humiliate her. She made not a sound, even when she was turned around and spanked, even as she was put into a pair of empty stocks for another rough gangbang.

Celebrating, a punch of Flea Bottomers rushed towards Ygritte. She hissed and called them weak but they paid her words no mind. From where the wildling was bent over, her round buttcheeks were even more accentuated and the men took advantage of this as they groped and slapped her arse. Ygritte moaned as another reached underneath her to grab her breasts, then he pulled on her pink nipples.

A fifth man walked in front of her and the wildling glared up at him. "I'm not going to suck it. You can't make me."

Then a cock was shoved straight inside her from her other end and she moaned wantonly. Ever since she had first been taken by another tribe, Ygritte had loved a gangbang. But it was no fun for her if she wasn't taken advantage of and used with abandon.

The men all celebrated, showing each other how her lower lips were dripping with anticipation. Then, as she closed her eyes and moaned from the sudden thrusts, the man by her face took his chance and plunged his cock past her lips. Enjoying the warmth and wetness of her mouth, he spun his cock slowly from one side to the other, enjoying seeing her cheeks bulge as she stared up at him.

The last Jon saw of her, Ygritte was being spitroasted so fast that not just her small tits, but her entire body was bouncing in the stocks and making the whole platform shake.