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Game of Tease (5) - The Wedding Night
🕑 Added 2020-10-05 22:26:46 +0000 UTC“Do you like it, your grace? Being stretched out and beaten like a piece of meat?” Sansa let the crop smash down on the King’s exposed bottom, aloud CRACK! filling the chamber. Margaery, who had been martyring his back, bowed down a bit and tried to make out any coherent words between his petty sobs. “I think he’s begging us to stop!”, she said. Sansa smiled. “But your grace has taught me a true ruler has no mercy for those who’ve wronged him. I only want to be a good queen for you!” CRACK! The King howled and cried, shaking in his bonds.
“You can be thankful, my king!”, Margaery said, gently stroking his back with the leather strap she had beaten it with earlier. “We are helping you becoming a better person. The Realms need an humble ruler. And we will make you the humblest creature this world has ever seen. So I expect to hear a ‘Thank You’ the next time the crop hits you!” CRACK! Joffrey yelled in pain, his face a distorted grimace as he bit on the gag. “Phhhank… Hhhouuuu…” Sansa and Margaery exchanged looks. Then, Margaery slapped his his sensitive, swollen back skin again with the strap. “It is ‘Thank You My Queen’!” Without hesitation, Joffrey shouted out: “Phhhank Hhhouuu my Khhheen!” The two women burst out in laughter.
Margaery got close to him once again and started whispering into his ear. “I see you’re making great progress, your grace. But there is still so much more to learn for you, such a long way still to go! When we have completed our work on you, you will be begging us to make you our dog. You have never shown any humanity. And now we will beat the last bit of human behavior out of you!” CRACK!
