Syrio Forel.

Arya entered the small hall to see all of the benches shoved against the wall. The hall seemed empty until an unfamiliar voice said.

"You are late slut."

A slight man with a thick black afro stepped out of the shadows holding a pair of slender wooden swords.

"Tomorrow you will be here at midday." He had an accent who was from the free city of Bravos.

"Who are you?" Arya asked.

"I am your new dancing master." Syrio answered.

He tossed her one of the swords to catch, the wooden sword fell as Arya missed. She proceed to bend over and pick up the blade as Syrio Forel lightning quick was behind her and slapped her ass hard.

"Tomorrow you will catch it, now pick it up slut." Syrio answered moving away from Arya getting into a stance with his wooden sword ready.

Arya was angry as she grabbed the wooden sword and began hacking away at Syrio Forel. Her effort seemed futile as Syrio would evade her attacks side stepping and slapping Arya's ass with the side of his blade. Arya was confused whether to be angry or aroused. This went on for a while.

"No no no you're holding it all wrong let me show you." Syrio sighed unbottoning his trouser to reveal his cock.

Arya was mesmerised by the size and length of Syrio Forel's cock. She dropped he wooden sword as she fell to her knees face right in front of his cock as she grabbed his cock.

"That is not the way slut, this is not a greatsword where you grip tight you're holding a.."

"Needle." Arya finished grinning. Arya took his cock into her mouth and began bobbing on his cock letting saliva pour from her mouth. She would look up to see Syrio with a stone expression as she continued licking his cock.

"Deeper slut." Syrio sighed grabbing Arya's hair pushing her deeper on his cock. Arya felt his cock down her throat as tears ran down her cheek as she yanks back coughing.

"I cant do it, I cant deepthroat that far down." Arya said coughing saliva.

"You will learn."