Plenty

Cersei is clothed again but now you must get used to her with short hair. It's not long before she has the gigantic Kingsguard knight whip you hard while she sits drinking wine and muttering plots of ****. Your screams do not distrub her thoughts but rather calms her.

Finally, she rises and you noice her sway a bit from too much wine as she comes toward you. While you are shackled by your wrist, she reached up to grip both of your arms and knees you in the groin several times. Even after the burning and crushing, what's left of your balls are now mutilated by hard knee thrusts with every ounce of strength she has.

"How dare him. I will get my **** on the High Sparrow and all those who betrayed me," she says.