The Faceless whore, Arya Stark

The small dark hair girl look up at you. "Who are you? You're not one of my brother soldier." Her hand immediately slipping around needle pulling it from her sheath. Her little sword came out and pushing up against your neck.

Her training with the faceless men taught her well. But she forgot one thing, you can control one essence. But you allow her the upper hand for a second. Allowing her to push needle up to your chin.

"I'm John. And I know who you are Arya Stark. Put the sword down, you don't want to harm me." Your powers slowly crept into her mind. Her hand started to lower a small inch as your powers fully took hold of her.

"Tell me what are your business being here." She said her firm grip loosen.

You smile. "Well me being here isn't important, but what is. I can control you Arya Stark. I can make you into one of my cumdumps. I could make you lick Sansa pussy while I fuck the shit out of your tight pussy. Do you understand? I could let every single dirty Winterfell soldier fuck you, piss on you or whatever I desire. You filthy Stark."

Her sword press more into you with a small confidence characters spring further into her, she not shock at hearing her name coming from your lips. "If you had those type powers, you weren't allow me to hold a sword to your throat."

"Come on faceless whore." Her face turn from seriousness to a look of surprise. "Hand me your little sword and let me give you my." Arya going fully white. "I want to fuck you, and fuck you good." You grin reaching forward and touching her shoulder.

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