A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

[Jacie Sparkles]

Catelyn retrieved one of Arya’s favorite books from the shelf, settled back into her chair, and read one of Arya’s favorite stories - one of the old Northern legends - in a soft voice. Then she read another, and by the time she was finished Arya had drifted off into a deep sleep, in her own bed. Nymeria and Lady had climbed onto the bed with her and were sound asleep as well.

After silently putting the book away, Catelyn retired to her own chambers, and resolved that she would make things right with someone else in the morning… someone she’d denied a mother’s love all his life.

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“I’d be more than delighted, my sweetheart,” said Robb.
He spread one of the fluffy diapers beneath Talisa’s bottom and set to work carefully oiling and powdering her skin. Although it was new to him, he’d been diapered by her so many times that he was, suffice to say, intimately familiar with how it was done.

And so it was with little difficulty that he wrapped Talisa’s diaper snugly around her waist. He did fumble with the pins a little at first, but it wasn’t long before he’d fastened his lover’s diaper in place quite nicely.

He patted the diaper fondly between her legs, then leaned over her and gave her a gentle but passionate kiss on the lips, before taking her hands and helping her sit up on the bed with him.

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Jon grinned and continued to massage Ygritte’s sensitive spot through the front of her diaper. He worked her a good little while longer, giving her pleasure but not quite bringing her to the brink… he didn’t wish to tease her unnecessarily like that when there was still much to be done tonight. He himself wasn’t even diapered yet, after all.

He leaned over Ygritte, gave her a rather passionate kiss, then whispered in her ear, “Alright your turn. Be a good girl and help this baby boy into his nappy for tonight.” He undid her restraints and helped her sit up, giving her a playful and flirtatious pat on her cushy diapered bottom.

(Oh I know… let’s have Jon and Ygritte sleep in a little and have a morning session in their wet diapers… so they’re just getting up, and still wet, when Catelyn comes to talk to Jon. Jon is unsure about letting Catelyn tend to him but maybe Ygritte says Catelyn can change her first, helping Jon get used to the idea. Catelyn could also mention that Robb has also been padded, just like you said.)

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Sansa nodded. “It’s quite true, Your Grace. Lord Tyrion was responsible for defending King’s Landing from Stannis’s invasion until Lord Tywin and Lady Margaery’s brother Ser Loras led the reinforcements… and yet Lord Tyrion was given no credit. He was more recently shifted to the position of Master of Coin on Joffrey and Tywin’s Small Council, and it was not altogether to his liking.”

“However,” the Northern princess continued, “it’s a rather innocuous position, and one he’d naturally prefer to the Black Cells. If Your Grace finds him to your liking, it might be a sensible arrangement for the time being.”

Sansa shifted in her seat and looked at Dany more closely. “If I may, Your Grace, there is one man in King’s Landing I would suggest you have watched closely at all times. Lord Petyr Baelish, the man known as Littlefinger, is treacherous and deceitful to his core and most certainly not to be trusted.”

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Talisa did not move a muscle as her dear king fastened her securely into a fluffy, thick diaper. She thought about guiding him through the process, but she decided to see if he could do it all on his own, very pleased with the results.

Soon as she was diapered and he helped her sit up, she leaned forward and kissed him full on the lips, wanting to savor the sensation of his lips on hers.

Soon enough, she removed hers from the Young Wolf's and said, "Alright, now let's get His Grace all nice and comfy." She swiftly undressed Robb out of all of his clothes, right down to his smallclothes. After removing and casting aside those, too, she took another of the diapers and slid it under his bottom.

She applied plenty of oil and powder to his nether regions, and then she pulled the front up between his legs and pinned it up carefully. She had just the slightest bit of trouble, as he had already gotten quite a bit hard in the process.

"Perfect," she cooed, kissing the front of his padding, before climbing on top of him once again to plant another on his mouth.

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The noises Ygritte made alternated between moaning when Jon pleased her and groaning when he stopped. She had never been denied an orgasm before, whether by herself or someone else. This sort of torment was new to her, yet rather exciting.

She giggled giddily as she was untied by her lover and her diapered bottom was patted. "Right away, 'Lord Snow,'" she remarked, pushing him onto his back a little roughly, yet not unkindly. She then wasted no time at all sliding one of the extra thick diapers under his bottom, oiling his nether regions, powdering him up, and pinning the diapers in place.

"Doesn't the little crow look simply adorable in his nappies?" she teased him. She then moved to lay down beside him. "I actually just feel like snuggling right now, if you can believe it. We haven't had quality time alone together since we left the Wall."

(I can get on board with that. Ygritte herself might be wary of Catelyn due to her mistreatment of Jon, but she may be willing to allow Catelyn to tend to her if only for Jon's sake, to remind him that he does have a family who wants him to come home)

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After hearing both Margaery and Sansa attest to Tyrion Lannister's character, Dany sent one of her Unsullied guards to the Black Cells to fetch the Imp and transfer him to a much more comfortable suite in Maegor's Holdfast.

With that handled, she heard out Sansa's warning about Petyr Baelish, before Margaery backed her up with, "Yes, 'twas Littlefinger who convinced my brothers to take up with the Lannisters following my husband's murder. There were even rumors that he may have played a role in Lord Eddard's downfall. But he holds no loyalty to anyone other than himself."

"Then I shall I have Lord Baelish watched closely," Dany conceded, "But in the meantime, while Lord Tyrion could prove a valuable asset, it may be best if we dealt with his family sooner rather than later. The realm needs to understand that the Lannisters have fallen from grace. They should be dealt with swiftly."

"I agree, Your Grace," Margaery said with a smirk, "I suspect King Robb will wish to execute Joffrey himself for the murder of his father. However, until such time as the Young Wolf reaches King's Landing, I've thought of an ingenious way we can humble the former king and his bitch of a mother."

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Robb sighed contently and wrapped his arms around Talisa, pulling her all the way on top of him. He was indeed already tentpoling inside his diaper, and as returned, and deepened Talisa’s kiss - a deep, tender, and passionate kiss - he began to flex his hips back and forth, rubbing the front of his diaper against the front of Talisa’s diaper.

It was utterly blissful to be home, the King in the North thought. “Welcome to Winterfell, my dear sweet Talisa’s,” whispered in his lover’s ear when they finally broke off the kiss.

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“I quite agree, baby girl,” said Jon. He wrapped his arms around Ygritte and cuddled her close, making their diapers were touching as much as possible. Then he pulled the covers over both of them and kissed her long and softly, stroking her fiery red hair.

“I do hope you find Winterfell agreeable, at the very least,” he told her softly. “In the morning perhaps we’ll assist my brother and Mance on selecting a proper corner of the North for your people to settle… those who won’t be joining us Crows as the Wall, that is.”

Jon eventually drifted off to sleep with Ygritte in his arms. In his dreams, however, even though Ygritte and his other Free Folk friends were with him, as were his brothers and sisters from House Stark… he himself was flying on the back of a dragon, and beside him was a woman he didn’t recognize… a beautiful girl with silvery blonde hair and striking violet eyes…

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“Oh yes,” said Sansa, nodding. “If Your Grace would kindly grant my brother Robb the privilege and honor of executing Joffrey, as justice for our father Lord Eddard, House Stark would be immeasurably grateful. And, if it could be arranged to return Ice, our family’s ancestral greatsword, to my brother, should the opportunity arise… it would be most fitting after all, for Joffrey ordered our father’s execution with his own sword, for naught but his own savage amusement.”

Sansa brightened then at Margaery’s words and she turned to look at her friend and bedfellow with a curious smile. “Oh? Please… do tell, Lady Margaery.”

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Talisa leaned into the kiss, wanting it to last a good long while. Even if she and the Young Wolf would never be joined in marriage, she fully intended to make the most of these experiences with him. And she prayed to the Old Gods, the New Gods, and those she grew up worshipping across the Narrow Sea that whenever Robb met his future wife, that she would approve of him taking a mistress.

When she finally removed her lips, she smiled down at him, before rolling over so that he was on top and she on the bottom. She figured he would like to be the dominant one this time, now that they were in his ancestral home.

But soon as they had switched positions, she took advantage of his padded erection pressing against her padded womanhood once again. That was one sensation she would never tire of.

"How about a friendly wager?" she said sensually, "Whoever brings the other to release first gets to ask a favor of the other."

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Ygritte managed to stay awake a little longer than Jon, marveling at how handsome he looked in his sleep. She brushed his black locks out of his face and planted an occasional kiss on his face, being mindful not to disturb him. All the while, she savored the soft padding enveloping her loins. "If I had known how comforting nappies could be, I might have tried them long ago," she whispered. "Of course, they wouldn't have been nearly as pleasurable without you to enjoy them with me."

Shortly after she made that confession, she found herself drifting off, her diaper and body pressing up against Jon's. She had lovely dreams, as well. In her own dream, she saw a dragon, but she also saw a direwolf. Curiously, they were not attacking each other, nor did they seem apt to attack her. Instead, they wished to play with her, which she happily obliged. The three of them rolled around together in the snow, not a care in the world.

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Dany heard out Sansa's pleas, finding them very equitable. "Then I shall hold off on Joffrey's execution until King Robb arrives, and I shall return your family's ancestral sword upon his advent."

Every bit as curious as to how the Lannisters could be brought to their absolute lowest, Dany said, "Yes, please, indulge us, Lady Margaery."

The Rose of Highgarden gave her trademark smirk and said, "While the three of us have been wearing and using nappies for our own reasons, we are careful not to share our fashion statement with many people, as we'd like to keep it private. After all, most people still associate nappies with babies or those who cannot hold their water or bowels. Therefore..."

Her smirk widened and she went on, "Suppose we were to set up a pair of pillories in the front of the Red Keep. Then we would take Cersei and Joffrey there and strip them down to nothing. We would then have them put in nappies, or better yet, we could do it ourselves. Then we could have them put in the pillories with their backs facing the castle town, and we would allow the commonfolk to spank the Whore Queen and her goldenhead bastard whensoever they please. Best of all, whenever nature calls, they would only have one option..."

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Robb grinned and nodded in agreement. “I could hardly refuse such a proposal, my sweetheart. And I assure you I’ll grant you any favor within my power to grant, should you win… which I confess is not unlikely… though I shall do my best, for my part.”

He leaned down and kissed Talisa again, long and soft and tenderly. And once the kiss ended he whispered sweet nothings in her ear, little confessions of his love, of how dear to him she was, and surely how delightful her cushy diaper must feel beneath her bottom, hugging her loins…

Meanwhile Robb’s diaper felt just as delightful, especially having been put on him, as ever, by Talisa herself. His manhood pulsed and throbbed as he thrust and rubbed himself against Talisa’s sweet spot, through the front of her diaper…

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“Ooh!” Sansa squealed and squirmed in her seat like a little girl. She put her arms around Margaery’s neck and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Then, remembering her composure, she cleared her throat and sat up straight. “Pardon me…” she blushed a little as she glanced at Dany.

“Truly that is most delightfully devious,” she said then. “Joffrey and Cersei are quite fond of humiliating those in their power,” she added, particularly for Dany’s benefit. “I agree with Lady Margaery, it is quite fitting that they be subject to such drastic turnabout, and I can think of no more suitable means than the publicly enforced use of nappies, as the Rose of Highgarden suggests.”

She looked closely at Dany, gauging the opinion of such punishment. “If Your Grace would approve and allow it, of course.”

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"Well, let us not underestimate one another's ability to bed," Talisa said, pulling Robb closer to her so she could kiss him again. She then took his hands and placed them on her breasts, wanting him to feel them all over. She could imagine he was delighted to have access to such a firm bosom.

All the while, she thrust her hips upward, grinding her padded womanhood against his very firm manhood. Despite the thickness of their fluffy diapers, or probably BECAUSE of it, the sensation of their genitals rubbing against each other was absolutely delightful. Some might argue it was even better than actual copulation.

"If anyone can reduce the Young Wolf to a happy little pup..." she whispered coyly as she continued to thrust against him, "I am willing to wager I can."

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Margaery graciously accepted the kiss, and she would have been happy to return it, if not for Dany and Missandei's presence.

Dany lightly scoffed at Sansa's enthusiasm, which was not to say it was unwarranted, given the princess' history with the Lannisters.

On her part, she found Margaery's proposal depraved, cruel, sadistic... and completely warranted, given who it was intended for. "My lady, I was right to make you my Hand. That is more befitting a sentence for the incestuous Lannister woman and her inbred spawn than any punishment I might have envisioned myself. To be stripped of their dignity in that fashion would suit them both perfectly."

Margaery just smiled. "I am glad you approve, Your Grace. I would love to be the one to nappy Cersei myself. She would know once and for all that I beat her in the Game of Thrones."

Dany smiled back and nodded to agree. "In fact..." she remarked, "I find your suggestion too irresistible to put off. Even if Princess Sansa writes her brother today, it'll be some time before King Robb gets here. Thus, we have plenty of time to torment Joffrey and his mother. Therefore... what say we go implement their punishment right now? It should be no trouble to find and move some pillories, and we all have plenty of nappies to spare."

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“Oh… indeed you can… my sweet Talisa…” Robb agreed, his breath near panting by this point, and very close to soaking the front of his diaper with his seed.

He rolled over then and pulled Talisa on top of him. From this position he continued to caress and fondle her breasts, just as she’d encouraged, but also worked his hands down her back until he took hold of her diapered bottom, massaging and fondling her through the cushy padding.

“And yet… the King in the North wishes… to please you as well… my lovely…”
He bucked his hips and ground his diaper against Talisa’s, his tentpole against her sweet spot, even harder still…

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“Oh yes,” Sansa nodded in agreement. “If it pleases Your Grace, Lady Margaery and I would be delighted to put the Lannisters in their place at this very moment.”

“And if Your Grace would allow me one more favor,” she added, “if I might be the one to put Joffrey in his nappy, and be the first to spank him.”

“There were rampant rumors among the highborn, Your Grace,” Missandei added, “that Joffrey was fond of whipping and flogging the poor courtesans brought to entertain him, rather than enjoy the pleasure of their company. And I believe such implements, of wood and leather, were found in his chambers. Shall I have them brought to us at once?”

(I thought Sansa ought to get to spank Joffrey… for Ned, for Lady, for Arya's friend the butcher’s boy, and several more for herself.)

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Talisa had been confident she would get to Robb first by giving him her bosom to play with while she drove her padded pussy against his padded cock. And yet when he reassumed his original position on the bottom, she found her own pleasure increased exponentially.

As she had her breasts groped and Robb thrust his diaper against hers, Talisa's libido went into overdrive. Within a minute after Robb's clever maneuver, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she let out a shriek which would have drawn the guards, were it not for the bedchamber's well-insulated and soundproof walls.

Talisa let out a sigh of pure delight as she immediately soaked the front of her diaper with the secretions of her womanhood.

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(Obviously that's what I had in mind )

"Yes, I would happily allow Lady Margaery to put Cersei in nappies and for Princess Sansa to do the same with Joffrey," Dany allowed, "The use of implements would be very ideal, as well. Now, let us to the Black Cells posthaste."

With that, the new Queen of Westeros exited her office alongside her faithful handmaiden, the Rose of Highgarden, and the Young Wolf's sister. Flanked by half a dozen Unsullied, it did not take them long to reach the Black Cells. Cersei and Joffrey had been given adjoining cells, so they could pick up both of them at once.

As the guards moved to unlock the doors, Dany told Margaery and Sansa, "For this to work, we should put them in some nappies which are thick enough that they would not leak, but thin enough that the force of a paddling would easily be felt through them. Would you like to do the honors here or when we get to the front of the Red Keep?"

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Robb smiled widely as Talisa reached her high on top of him… and in the next instant he let out a groan of pleasure and loosed his wad into the front of his diaper.

He caught Talisa in his arms as she collapsed on top of him. He stroked her hair softly and peppered her with gentle, loving kisses.

“It seems the King in the North has won the wager, though only just”, whispered in her ear. “And in truth, my dear Talisa, the only favor I would ask of you… is that you tell what favor you might have asked of me, had I not held out quite as long as I did. For it is truly my wish as both your lover and King in the North that you be most happy here at Winterfell.”

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“Hmm,” Sansa thought aloud at the Queen’s suggestion. “You are most correct of course, Your Grace. Though I daresay that all of the nappies that Lady Margaery and I have are quite thick and cushy… most lovely for preventing leaks, as is their purpose of course.”

In that moment, a few of Dany’s Unsullied brought the very implements from Joffrey’s former chambers, that Missandei had mentioned. Sansa grimaced at the sight of them but then steeled herself to what was necessary. She took hold of a fierce looking flogger, with a braided handle and several knotted leather cords.

“I believe this, and these other toys Joffrey reported so enjoyed, will serve their purpose even though the thick padding with which we shall be covering Cersei and Joffrey’s sorry backsides,” she quipped. All the while she watched curiously as Margaery took her pick from Joffrey’s other ‘toys’.

Queen Daenerys was not a cruel or unjust woman, Sansa knew from the reputation that had preceded the Mother of Dragons to Westeros. Yet in this moment the Northern Princess was quite fascinated with how fierce she could be when dispensing justice as necessary…

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Talisa softly smiled when she sensed Robb had filled the front of his diaper with cum, just as she had.

As she laid cuddled up close to him, she sighed blissfully, reaching around to cup the back of his padding a bit. She then looked him in the eye and said, "In truth, Robb, the only favor I might ask of you is that you allow me to remain at your side for the rest of our lives, whether merely as your healer or a consort, and possibly even one who takes care of your future children."

She could see herself finding happiness looking after the Young Wolf's pups, and perhaps even have Robb sire one off her, too. Bastards were not treated with the same contempt in the Nine Free Cities as they were in the Seven Kingdoms, after all.

(I'm thinking that after the next couple of posts, the following page or two would just focus on Dany, Margaery, and Sansa tormenting Cersei and Joffrey)

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Margaery grimaced when she saw the instruments of torture with her own eyes. They were meant for enemies of the state, and Joffrey had been using them against innocent courtesans and prostitutes.

"I have made up my mind," the Rose decided when she realized Sansa had not answered Margaery's earlier question, "Let's put them in nappies now. May as well strip them off their clothes here and strip them of the remainder of their dignity outside."

"So be it," Dany acknowledged, watching as the cells holding Cersei and Joffrey were opened and the prisoners brought out.

Having only been in the Black Cells for a few hours, Cersei had managed to uphold most of her image as the former queen. Her dress was only slightly dirty, her hair partly disheveled. Dany had to admit she was beautiful, though such beauty was wasted on one as wickedly corrupt as she.

"Grey Worm... relieve them of their garments," Dany solemnly ordered.

The Captain of the Unsullied nodded, gesturing for his subordinates to proceed. At once, they moved to all but tear Cersei's dress off of her. She tried to struggle against them, but her efforts were wasted.

Soon as she was naked, she was forced onto her back. Dany then handed Margaery one of the slightly thinner diapers in her possession, and the Rose slowly approached her former betrothed's mother.

"What is the purpose of that?" Cersei asked, clearly confused at first, before realization dawned. "No! You are not putting that on-"

"Do shut up, brotherfucker," Margaery spat, sick to death of Cersei's pompous attitude. She then knelt down and forced the diaper under her bottom. She did not apply any powder or oil, figuring she would deserve a rash if she got one. Though she did pull the front of the diaper up snugly between her legs and pinned it just as tightly as ever.

"Finally, you are dressed appropriately for someone of your mindset," Margaery quipped, before taking up a pair of shackles. Once Cersei was forced to her feet in only her diaper, her first instinct was to cover her bare breasts. Margaery deprived her of even that by forcing her hands behind her back and fastening them in the shackles. Of course, those would only be on for a short time. Another method of restraint awaited her in front of the Red Keep.