Violate her asshole
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Current revision as of 02:09, 18 June 2016
Robb grabbed his throbbing manhood, ready to surprise his sister. He closed in and guided his shaft towards her tiny little butt. As he made contact, Sansa gasped. Before she could object, Robb shoved it in, two or three inches at least.
His sister shrieked. "Not in there!"
"What was that?", Robb asked, bending forwards over her and bringing his mouth close to her ear. "You think that's for you to decide?"
She panted heavily. "No... no... I'm sorry..."
Robb kissed her earlobe. "Your ass is mine, Sansa, just like the rest of you. I can fuck your ass, your cunt, your mouth, your ears, your nose, your eyes. It's all mine."
He almost feared he was going to far, but she actually loved it. "Yes, milord", she said with a voice of ultimate submission. "It's yours."
Robb just reveled in the situation. It had never been that great with Jeyne. He moved his cock another inch forward. Sansa screamed and quickly turned her head to muffle her voice in the pillow. Robb kissed her ear again. "Does it hurt? You want to ask me to stop?"
She took several deep breaths. "No... I'm just your toy... use me for your pleasure..."
"Good", Robb whispered and thrust forward. "Because it's not even half way in."
She screamed under the penetration, but the Lord of Winterfell showed no mercy. Without pause now, he shoved his manhood inside his sister's butt, inch by inch, under heavy screaming and writhing. She was completely helpless, not even able to adjust the angle of her legs or to lift her head from the bed.
Robb moved back to his original position again, kneeling behind her, and put both his hands on her buttcheeks. "You're mine", he said again, not sure whether it was for Sansa's or his own arousal. Then he went in with his full length.
Her scream would have been deafening if not for the pillow to choke it. Even so, Robb thought someone in the castle must have heard it. It did not matter.
He pulled back and thrust in again immediately. Sansa squeaked.
"I like your hair more when it's open", Robb said and grabbed a handful. He roughly pulled her head and upper body up with it while still thrusting inside her, speeding up now. Sansa quickly lost all control over her cries, moaning and screaming and gasping and weeping and squealing in an endless incoherent manner. Her whole body was shaking as he rammed into her violently, until, way too soon, Robb climaxed. Groaning, he filled her ass up with his semen, load after load, until finally he was spent. Exhausted, Robb collapsed beside his naked, tied up sister.
Are they found by anyone?
(TurinTurambar).
