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(Believe me, I'm quite fine with leaving Ygritte tied up for now, as I appreciate bondage just as much as I appreciate diapers. Just figured Gilly, being the considerate soul she is, would suggest letting her out mostly for the sake of it
As for Jon getting padded, we're getting there, I assure you)
While Ygritte was somewhat gratified to be laying down on a real bed, she was hardly in the most dignified position, still completely at Jon's mercy, especially as he kneaded her diaper into her bottom. Part of her wanted to disappear.
And yet, the other part found it quaintly enjoyable, the way Jon kept massaging her private areas, and the padding somehow made the experience even more amorous.
Although Ygritte was hardly in a position to notice Jon's erection, the same could not be said for Gilly. She scoffed when she saw it, but another idea formed in her head. "It would seem you may like what you see a little too much, Lord Snow. Perhaps Ygritte was not the only one who stood a chance of dampening her breeches. In that case..." She produced another of the oversized diapers at once, expecting Jon would catch her meaning.
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Having pleasured herself many more times in diapers before, Margaery was more skilled in making the euphoria last for that much longer. Still, being caressed and kissed by Sansa helped to add to her arousal, and before too long, she was moaning more than a little loudly as she humped her padded crotch against Sansa's.
Within a few minutes more, Margaery arched her back and let out a shriek of pure delight as she came into her own diaper, and then she collapsed onto her back with Sansa still atop her.
"Sansa... I think I love you," she whispered when she finally found the strength to speak again. She had never said that to anyone outside her family, male or female, not even Renly.
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