The Bedding

“Enjoying the view?” Lord Frey’s crass comments interrupted her contemplation of his penis. “I’ve never known a whore not to stare.”

His own eyes were thorough in their examination of her figure, though there was not much that was new to him after seeing her in that wedding dress. It was not long before he noticed the flecks of semen on her face.

“Our wedding night and you’ve already been unfaithful, whore?” He spoke with such commanding fury that she was completely overwhelmed with fear. “I’ve never heard of such a slut. I should sell you to some Lysene brothel, or dump you in a Flea Bottom alley where the men know how to treat a harlot. I suppose you’re still my wife, but you shall be punished for this, mark my words.”

Catelyn could do nothing but nod her head, shame-faced. Lord Walder scoffed, but her ‘infidelity’ seemingly did nothing to discourage his lust for her. His hands found her breasts, and the vulture-like claws were stronger than they looked. Though her bosom had been explored by more men than she could count while she had been carried to the bedroom, men that she could still hear making bawdy jokes outside the door, it somehow felt different when her husband did it. More humiliating, but somehow much more arousing. She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips.

His hands were not content with just her tits, though. They crept downward, until one found itself on her ass, digging into the bountiful and supple flash, while the other was probing her womanhood. Her soft moans grew louder as his fingers began to piston in and out of her slick canal.

The throng outside must have heard, as they grew louder in their jeers. One man shouted, “Do ye hear the bitch? I’ll wager the next batch of Freys are to be soon on their way, hehe!”

“Hard not to hear her, the squealing cunt!” Responded another.

The humiliation that burned through her only deepened her arousal. With the catcalls echoing in her ears, it wasn't long before she was on the brink of climax. But Lord Frey somehow seemed to sense it, and his fingers drew back. She whined in desperation.

Her new husband cackled. “Needy cunt, aren’t you?”

She did not think she would ever forgive herself, but she couldn’t help it. “P-Please, my lord… Let me finish…”

“Oh-ho, you must really be ****! The man that came on your face wasn’t enough for you, eh? When was the last time you orgasmed, bitch?”

She looked down to avoid his gaze, but that only brought her eyes to her juices, soaking the sheets beneath her snatch. And when she met his eyes again, she found that she could not help but answer. “Not since my youth, my lord. I… I used to experiment with myself, until one day my septa walked in on me. She taught me that the Mother looks down on such things.”

Her husband’s fingers returned to her womanhood, thrusting idly. “Shriveled old cunt was probably fingerfucking herself every night. And the Mother, heh, well she wouldn’t be called that if she wasn’t always **** for a good fuck.” He chuckled at his own wit. “Your husband could never finish you off, huh?”

“Ned was a very… dutiful husband. He was not much interested in me, he would just thrust away until he finished.” She couldn’t believe she was speaking of her husband in such a way, but she could not help but tell the truth.

Walder smiled that disturbing smile of his, the one that made her feel even smaller than she already did. He stopped his fingers again just as she was about to finish. She let out another involuntary whine. “He didn’t care about some bitch’s pleasure. I respect that. Still, I’ve found that women don’t have much trouble cumming their brains out if you put them in their place. Let’s see if you’re any different. Somehow, I doubt it.”

With that, he didn’t waste any time before thrusting his cock straight inside of her. As her climax washed over her, by far the best sensation she had ever felt, she screamed to the high heavens. She wouldn’t have been surprised if Robb had heard her at Moat Cailin. The raucous cheers coming from outside finally reached her ears as her orgasm subsided. Her husband had not slowed down; in fact, he was thrusting into her harder than ever. Her slit was more of a circle now, she was so stretched out. And every thrust of his shaft punched against her inner depths!

“Ahh! Oh GODS! Oh Mother have MERCY!”

It wasn’t long before another orgasm started to build, and build fast. Walder laughed. “Clearly I was right about you, slut. Got you moaning like a maiden being **** by her first giant. And your cunt’s just as tight. Popping out all those squalling Starks didn’t loosen you up? Well, that’s a good sign for the future.”

Catelyn couldn’t do anything but moan louder and louder, even despite his horribly crass and humiliating comments. Frankly, it was hard to focus on them, or the raucous cheering that was getting louder outside, or anything but the massive cock that was thrusting in and out of her cunt. If anything, his words just made her wetter.

Despite Walder’s satisfaction with her womanhood, he did not limit himself for long. Soon, his vulture’s claws found her massive, bouncing tits. They were not gentle or caring in their exploration; quite the opposite, in fact. It didn’t stop Catelyn from cumming for a third time, though. She was beginning to think it helped.

Catelyn was lost in that haze of endless fucking, orgasm after orgasm pushing her to the brink of deliriousness. All throughout her new husband’s pounding, he kept deriding her, calling her all sorts of horrible names and insults, even as he fucked her with the strength and stamina of a charging bull. In that lust-filled fuckhaze, she couldn’t be sure what names she had echoed, what lurid things she had admitted. All she could be sure of was that Walder Frey’s cock was the greatest thing on Planetos.

Eventually, Walder got bored of fucking her from above and groping her tits. He flipped her over onto her hands and knees, so he could plow her from behind. She put up absolutely no resistance.

He let out that cruel, lecherous laugh of his. “Bet your husband liked to fuck you like this. Like a wolf with his bitch. You’re my bitch now, hehe.” He punctuated his words with a loud SLAP to her ass. “Well, did he fuck you like this, bitch?”

Gasping and moaning, she managed to reply, “Sometimes– AH! SOMEtimes, my lord, when he was GODS! Particularly angry.”

“When he needed some fuckmeat to take out his frustrations on. You’re rather good for that. You;ve got the ass for it, at least,” Walder said, even as he continued to pound her cunt harder and harder. “Bet he didn’t make you scream like this, did he?”

He slapped her ass again, which provoked another climax. “AHH GODS! NNNNGH! FUCK! NO, MY LORD!”

He slapped her ass again. And another time, for good measure.

Catelyn didn’t know how much time passed with Walder fucking her, or how many positions he put her in. It was hard to keep track of such things, in her state. That being said, she was sure it was quite a lot. She couldn’t help but notice when Walder finally reached his own climax, however.

He did it with a roar, proclaiming, “TAKE MY SEED, SLUT!”

She reached her most powerful climax, screaming, “THANK YOU, MY LORD!!!”

The crowd outside obviously heard, and they chanted, “A bitch has been bred, a new Frey on the way!” They said it in the manner of a common and well-used phrase.

As she felt Walder’s huge load of steaming cum fill her womb and distend her belly, she knew they were right.