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Chapter 5: Tyrion Lannister
The whole town was buzzing with the news that the King was coming to Winterfell, but especially our brothel. Even up here, it was well known that the King liked to fuck whores. Each of us wondered, would I be hired to fuck the king? It was known that the royal party was close. But ahead of them came a very short, very High, Lord. He had come earlier than men usually come here, But we all lined up wearing only our shifts and the half-man picked me. I led him up stairs and into a bedroom. As soon as I shut the door I asked him:
“How would you like me, m’lord?” as I started to pull off my shift.
“No. leave that on for now,” said Lord Tyrion. “Perhaps pull the girls out so I can see them. I would like to do a bit of role playing. Can you do that for me?”
“Of course, m’lord,” I replied. “Who would you like me to be?”
“I would like you to answer to the name: Tysha,” replied Lord Tyrion, “And I want you to pretend to be my wife and that you are in love with me.”
“I can do better than that, my husband,” I told him in my silkiest voice, as I stepped closer to him and bent forward to put my arms around his neck so I could pull him into a kiss. “I really do love you, my Tyrion.”
He leaned toward me to kiss him again, as his hands pulled one tit, then the other, out of the neckline of my shift. With me standing, he didn’t need to bend to put them in his mouth. He kissed and sucked on them as I ran my fingers through his hair.
“Don’t worry, Tysha will make it all better,” I said, as I caressed his head. “Tell me a little about myself.”
“You were a whore that I married when I was younger,” replied Tyrion. “Our two weeks together was the happiest of my life! When my father found out, he made it very unpleasant for us both. I never saw you again.”
“I’m here now, to give you the love we once shared,” I told him, as I started pulling off his shirt.
I kissed him again, and let our tongues dance as I gazed into his eyes, then started kissing my way down his chest, continuing down until I was kneeling before him. I undid his pants and pulled out his cock. I put it in my mouth to pleasure him, I kept my gaze on him and much as possible.
When my mother trained me for our vocation, she taught me how to control my emotions. Not to suppress them, but to control them so I would not be angered anymore when the women called me: ‘Whore’. I also learned how to make myself feel unconditional and complete love for the man who hired me to be his whore. I was doing this now. Lord Tyrion asked me to love him, so I had made myself love him.
I loved him now. And I kept my eyes on his, so every time he looked my way, he would see the love I felt for him reflected in my eyes. I loved him so much that his cock had been the most delicious thing I had ever tasted and I pleasured him with my mouth until he finished in it.
I laughed with joy as I tasted his seed and looked up at him. I could see that I had pleased him. He climbed onto the bed and I followed so I could cuddle him.
Suddenly the door opened and a knight came in to interrupt us. From the way they talked, I assumed he was Tryion’s brother. If the two of them had come in together, I might had preferred the brother. But for now, Tyrion was my husband and I loved him very much! Before he left, Tyrion’s brother let three more of my fellow whores into the room. We all did out best to please him and he fucked us all, one whore with his tongue, two of us got to be fucked with his hand and I, his wife, Tysha, made certain that I was the one who got to fuck his cock.
After he was done, the other whores left, one by one until we were the only two left. I didn’t bother to dress and I watched him do so.
“I want to thank you for doing such a good job of pretending to be her,” he told me, as he handed me a gold coin. “I could almost believe you really love me.”
“I DO love you,” I replied, as I gazed loving at him. “I will always love you when I am with you.”
“Oh you’re good! You’re very good! I could almost believe you really love me!” he said, as he pressed another gold coin into my hand. “When I ask for you again, what shall I call you? What is your name?”
“For you, I will always be your Tysha and I will always be here waiting for your return,” I told him, pulling him into one last kiss.
He kissed me back for a moment and pressed another gold coin into my hand, before walking out the door.
After he left, I cleaned up and put on a fresh shift. Then, I went down stairs to show the gold coins to my mother.
“Mother, look what-” I started before she shushed me and pulled me back into the kitchen.
She brought with her a leather bag, which she emptied onto the table. Out poured a stack of coins twice a big as a High Lord would usually pay for me. It was even bigger than the one that had been paid for my virginity! And these coins were all gold not silver, like I usually get from a High Lord.
“You can’t tell anyone about this!” she warned me. “We can’t spend even one of them! If people knew we had even one gold dragon they would try to rob us for it!”
“For now, tell no one of this!” she told me. “Don’t say a word. When they leave, we’ll ask the Starks to help us. The Starks have always taken care of us!”
“Yes, mother,” I said, while my mother took the three gold coins from me and put them all back in the sack.
The whole town was buzzing with the news that the King was coming to Winterfell, but especially our brothel. Even up here, it was well known that the King liked to fuck whores. Each of us wondered, would I be hired to fuck the king? It was known that the royal party was close. But ahead of them came a very short, very High, Lord. He had come earlier than men usually come here, But we all lined up wearing only our shifts and the half-man picked me. I led him up stairs and into a bedroom. As soon as I shut the door I asked him:
“How would you like me, m’lord?” as I started to pull off my shift.
“No. leave that on for now,” said Lord Tyrion. “Perhaps pull the girls out so I can see them. I would like to do a bit of role playing. Can you do that for me?”
“Of course, m’lord,” I replied. “Who would you like me to be?”
“I would like you to answer to the name: Tysha,” replied Lord Tyrion, “And I want you to pretend to be my wife and that you are in love with me.”
“I can do better than that, my husband,” I told him in my silkiest voice, as I stepped closer to him and bent forward to put my arms around his neck so I could pull him into a kiss. “I really do love you, my Tyrion.”
He leaned toward me to kiss him again, as his hands pulled one tit, then the other, out of the neckline of my shift. With me standing, he didn’t need to bend to put them in his mouth. He kissed and sucked on them as I ran my fingers through his hair.
“Don’t worry, Tysha will make it all better,” I said, as I caressed his head. “Tell me a little about myself.”
“You were a whore that I married when I was younger,” replied Tyrion. “Our two weeks together was the happiest of my life! When my father found out, he made it very unpleasant for us both. I never saw you again.”
“I’m here now, to give you the love we once shared,” I told him, as I started pulling off his shirt.
I kissed him again, and let our tongues dance as I gazed into his eyes, then started kissing my way down his chest, continuing down until I was kneeling before him. I undid his pants and pulled out his cock. I put it in my mouth to pleasure him, I kept my gaze on him and much as possible.
When my mother trained me for our vocation, she taught me how to control my emotions. Not to suppress them, but to control them so I would not be angered anymore when the women called me: ‘Whore’. I also learned how to make myself feel unconditional and complete love for the man who hired me to be his whore. I was doing this now. Lord Tyrion asked me to love him, so I had made myself love him.
I loved him now. And I kept my eyes on his, so every time he looked my way, he would see the love I felt for him reflected in my eyes. I loved him so much that his cock had been the most delicious thing I had ever tasted and I pleasured him with my mouth until he finished in it.
I laughed with joy as I tasted his seed and looked up at him. I could see that I had pleased him. He climbed onto the bed and I followed so I could cuddle him.
Suddenly the door opened and a knight came in to interrupt us. From the way they talked, I assumed he was Tryion’s brother. If the two of them had come in together, I might had preferred the brother. But for now, Tyrion was my husband and I loved him very much! Before he left, Tyrion’s brother let three more of my fellow whores into the room. We all did out best to please him and he fucked us all, one whore with his tongue, two of us got to be fucked with his hand and I, his wife, Tysha, made certain that I was the one who got to fuck his cock.
After he was done, the other whores left, one by one until we were the only two left. I didn’t bother to dress and I watched him do so.
“I want to thank you for doing such a good job of pretending to be her,” he told me, as he handed me a gold coin. “I could almost believe you really love me.”
“I DO love you,” I replied, as I gazed loving at him. “I will always love you when I am with you.”
“Oh you’re good! You’re very good! I could almost believe you really love me!” he said, as he pressed another gold coin into my hand. “When I ask for you again, what shall I call you? What is your name?”
“For you, I will always be your Tysha and I will always be here waiting for your return,” I told him, pulling him into one last kiss.
He kissed me back for a moment and pressed another gold coin into my hand, before walking out the door.
After he left, I cleaned up and put on a fresh shift. Then, I went down stairs to show the gold coins to my mother.
“Mother, look what-” I started before she shushed me and pulled me back into the kitchen.
She brought with her a leather bag, which she emptied onto the table. Out poured a stack of coins twice a big as a High Lord would usually pay for me. It was even bigger than the one that had been paid for my virginity! And these coins were all gold not silver, like I usually get from a High Lord.
“You can’t tell anyone about this!” she warned me. “We can’t spend even one of them! If people knew we had even one gold dragon they would try to rob us for it!”
“For now, tell no one of this!” she told me. “Don’t say a word. When they leave, we’ll ask the Starks to help us. The Starks have always taken care of us!”
“Yes, mother,” I said, while my mother took the three gold coins from me and put them all back in the sack.
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