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Ygritte kept perfectly still as Jon tied her up, knowing he would do his best to restrain her whilst being gentle with her. Soon enough, her wrists and ankles were securely bond. The cloth gag over her mouth was a nice touch; she could do nothing more than mumble through it.
"He finally got her to shut up," Tormund whispered to Dalla and some of the others, causing them to chuckle. Ygritte wanted to roll her eyes, but she focused on the task at hand.
She allowed Jon to lead her through the gate at the base of the Wall, and soon they arrived at Castle Black, where they were greeted by three of his black brothers.
She was astonished when she heard that Jeor Mormont was dead. The Old Bear had a reputation as a strong warrior and a respected leader.
But Jon would have to mourn him later. For now, they would have to have words with this Stannis Baratheon.
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Margaery giggled like a little girl as she snuggled with her auburn-haired bedmate. She even gave a little smirk when she saw Sansa lightly rub the front of her diaper, knowing she had come to enjoy wearing them for more than one reason, including one of a sensual nature.
When Sansa moved to pull her close, she happily did the same, beaming as Sansa praised her figure and how it looked even lovelier than usual whilst padded.
"I appreciate your kind words," said Margaery, stealing a brief kiss on the tip of Sansa's nose. "And how about a story while we cuddle? Grandmother, we are ready for you."
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Dany remained perfectly still as her handmaiden diapered her just like an actual baby, savoring the sensation of the bulky cloth between her legs. She ran her hands over the front of the cushy material for a good few moments, and she let out a contented sigh.
After that, once she was in her nightgown and had her bottle, she rested against her pillows and Missandei's youthful form, bringing the rubber nipple up to her mouth and beginning to suckle. Slowly, the sweet-tasting wine began to enter her mouth.
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