A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

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"That I can grant you, my dear sweet Talisa," Robb whispered in her ear. "Readily, happily, and with all of my heart." He kissed her softly and cuddled her even closer in his arms, adjusted the bedclothes a little so they could get even more comfortable as they gradually began to drift off.


Marriages among the highborn of the Seven Kingdoms were seldom arranged on the basis of love alone. Robb would do his duty as King in the North and wed a suitable lady who, as his Queen, could help the North benefit and prosper from such a union. Nevertheless, Robb would keep his beloved Talisa close and care for her for all of their days.


"And who knows," he murmured then, "perhaps fortunate shall smile upon us and the future Queen in the North will turn out to be a lady who likes to play in nappies with us."


Robb had a dream that night... in which Grey Wind climbed into the bed carrying a rose between his teeth. The direwolf carefully laid the flower on the pillows between Robb and Talisa...


(I was thinking much the same )


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Sansa smirked, feeling no small amount of vindication as she observed the exchange between Cersei and Margaery. Then she turned her attention to Joffrey.


"Gag him," she instructed the Unsullied holding the former king. "I don't want to hear another word from his vile and venomous tongue before my brother comes to end his wretched life." The Unsullied did so, quite efficiently, and then Sansa instructed them, "Hold him down."


With Joffrey held immobile, flat on his back, Sansa wasted no time in spreading one of the diapers beneath his backside, wrapping as tightly as she could so that it might pinch, and then pinning it in place... making sure to feign fumbling with the pins a little and 'accidentally' pricking Joffrey more than once.


"Oops... oh dear..." Sansa said dryly, sarcastically. Before long she'd finished diapering her former tormentor. She took a step back so the Unsullied could drag him back to his feet.


Sansa then glanced over at the others, to see how Margaery was faring with Cersei - how much the Rose of Highgarden seemed to be enjoying herself - and whether Dany was ready to lead the entourage out to the public.

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Talisa went to sleep, feeling quite vindicated and assured that night, knowing that her king when do all he can to keep her as close to him in his life as possible

She chuckled when he suggested finding a queen who enjoyed diapers, but after everything she had seen in Westeros, Talisa would not have put such a possibility past them.

Much like Jon and Ygritte, she had much the same dream as Robb did that night, and it made her feel quite at ease.

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Margaery and Dany both stood silent and idly by as Sansa took her time diapering the disgrace of a king. Margaery smirked when Sansa ordered Joffrey gagged, finding she much preferred him that way. She had half a mind to order the same for Cersei, but first she wanted to hear the former whore queen to try some of her trademark vile threats, only for her to realize they would all be in vain.

After Joffrey was diapered and his hands were shackled behind his back the same as his mother, Margaery turned to Dany, saying “The prisoners await your sentencing, Your Grace.”

Dany just grinned widely and turned towards the exit of the cell block, announcing “Let us to the gates of the Red Keep.”

Margaery grinned and roughly slapped the back of Cersei’s diaper, snapping “March, bitch.”

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"Yes, march, you little prick," Sansa echoed to Joffrey. She fingered the knotted cords of the flogger her hands.


"How pathetic," she mused, "as king you had your pick the finest courtesans in the Seven Kingdoms and you preferred to torment them with these ghastly things, rather than your own... thing?"


She smirked again and then giggled rather wickedly. "I suppose you were just over compensating, weren't you, Joffrey dear? After all, we both now know just how LITTLE the little prick-king's PRICK is inside that nappy, don't we?"


Sansa laughed again and then snapped the flogger behind Joffrey, inches from the bare skin of his legs. "That's it... keep moving... Her Grace has nearly led us there."

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As she was led out of the Black Cells alongside her son, Cersei grimaced angrily when she saw Sansa toy with Joffrey. “You are going to regret this, you northern harlot.”

Immediately, Margaery took the whip from one of the guards and struck Cersei On the back of her padding. As the older blonde stumbled, she spat “You have no right to say such crude things about one so pure. Another remark like that, and I’ll have you gagged, as well.”

Cersei Shut herself up, waddling along helplessly through the walls of Maegor’s Holdfast.

Several minutes later, they arrived at the entrance to the Red Keep. It was nearing dusk, so there were not many people out and about at this hour, but there were enough to draw a crowd.

Dany was pleased to see that the pillories had already been placed at the front of the gates. Thus, she stood at the front of her group and announced, “People of King’s Landing, gather around! Your queen has an announcement!”

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Though it was late in the day, Sansa was pleased to see that good many of King's Landings citizens had not yet retired to their homes. When the new queen led her the entourage, with the specially bound prisoners, out to the square beyond the Red Keep's gates, it wasn't long before a sizable crowd began to gather around.


Just about all them seemed quite satisfied, if not entirely surprised, to see the deposed tyrannical boy-king along with his petty and cruel mother dragged out for punishment.


What certainly did seem to shock the onlookers was of course the attire of the two prisoners. Sansa smiled widely with satisfaction and vindication as she saw and heard the gawks, giggles, and guffaws from all around the square...

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Dany allowed her new subjects a few moments to ridicule and scorn her padded prisoners. Once they had had their laugh, she continued with her announcement: “In the time since I have overthrown the monster Joffrey and his incestuous mother, I have heard much of their cruelty and injustice towards you. I have deemed their behavior, totally unfit for royalty and more kin to that of petulant children. Hence, my decision to put them into nappies.”

Of course, the idea had originally been Margaery’s, but it was no one‘s business where she had gotten the idea herself from. Margaery herself was thrilled, knowing that she, Sansa, and Dany were all thickly and snugly diapered underneath their dresses, yet not one person there other than Missandei had any inkling of that.

She observed as Dany somberly went on: “Moreover, petulant children need to be disciplined. And as you have been wronged by them far more than I or any other member of my house, I shall allow the privilege of their chastisement to fall to you.”

She been motioned to the pilloried, which were opened by two of the Unsullied. Cersei and Joffrey had their shackles removed, only for them to be led over to the stocks and forced to bend over. As soon as their necks and wrists were put in place, the top of both pilllories was brought down and locked, effectively trapping their heads and hands.

With that handled, Dany turned back to the crowd and announced, “As such, from now on and until further notice, anyone who wishes to give either or both of these two a paddling may do so. Princess Sansa shall demonstrate.”

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As discreetly as she could, Sansa swallowed hard and steeled herself for what she was about to do.

Gripping the flogger by its braided handle, she stepped forward and took her place behind Joffrey’s padded backside as he stood hunched, immobilized, and still gagged in the pillory. “You brought this on yourself, Joffrey,” she said flatly.

Then she hesitated for a moment. Sansa knew well she herself had been, at times, a somewhat petulant child in the not so distant past, though she’d never taken any pleasure in outright hurting people.

Then she glanced over at Margaery. The glint in the Rose of Highgarden’s eyes, and the smile on her beautiful face, was all the encouragement Sansa needed. This had to be done after all… and it was her chance for a little revenge

Sansa lashed Joffrey with the flogger across his padded backside. “That’s for my father, Eddard Stark!” she cried out softly.

She lashed she former tormentor a second time. “That’s for my direwolf, Lady!” She voice had grown louder and more shrill.

A third time the knotted cords whipped across the back of Joffrey’s nappy, and Sansa could tell they were making impact even through the padding. “That’s for Micah, the butcher’s boy, my sister Arya’s friend!” she practically shrieked.

Sansa swallowed hard again. “And this is for me!” she screamed. She lashed Joffrey again… once, twice, and thrice. Then she spat and threw the flogger down on the stone ground of the square.

She retreated to her place among the entourage, standing with Margaery and Queen Daenerys. Until she and Margaery could return to their bedchamber in the Maidenvault, Sansa vowed she’d let no one see her cry.

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Even from several yards away, Margaery easily spotted Sansa’s hesitancy. When the auburn-haired girl’s fell upon her, she mouthed the words “You can do this.”

She had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing as Sansa delivered the blows Joffrey’s backside, each more passionate than the one before. It was especially hilarious the way Joffrey screamed in pain into his gag each time.


Despite not being witness to any of those tragedies, she could easily discern the sorrow and grief in the younger girl’s voice. She had truly earned this boon. Jaffrey is getting off very lightly today. We should bleed him, though that would defeat the purpose of this humiliation.

When Sansa had finally appeased herself with spanking her former tormentor in public, Margaery was there to greet her with open arms when she joined her in the crowd of Unsullied guards. Hugging the northern girl closely, she whispered “That was magnificent. I’m so proud of you.”


Has the two of them embrace, Dany returned to her original place in front of the pillories and announced “For The next hour, until the Sun has set, anyone who wishes to do the same to my prisoners has my full leave to do so. But you may only strike their nappies. Any flesh contact is forbidden.” She was still confident that, even with the limitation, Ciersei and Joffrey would not enjoy this experience in the slightest

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Margaery’s hug soothed Sansa’s mood substantially, and she stood quietly beside the Rose of Highgarden while Dany instructed the crowd on how they could handle the two prisoners for the evening.

There were a few groans at limits the Queen placed on what punishments were allowed, but the people of King’s Landing were well accustomed to making use of what they had. As the rabble began to close in on Joffrey and Cersei, Sansa feared for a moment they might starting fighting with each other over the chance to spank the prisoners… but it didn’t happen. The people of King’s Landing were united against their former oppressors and they took it turn to administer what corporal punishment they would to Joffrey and Cersei.

Before long Joffrey’s face was positively purple with rage and humiliation as he squirmed in his pillory. Then suddenly, a long and rather loud fart resounded in the square, eliciting a mass of snickering and guffaws from the populace… and Sansa suddenly gasped softly as she realized what was happening. She covered her mouth to stifle a gale of giggles of her own as she saw the back of Joffrey’s nappy begin to bulge and sag, the former king turning an even deeper shade of purple…

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Sensing the threat of a restless crowd, as well as Sansa's nervousness of such a possibility, Dany hastily called out, "Worry not, for all of you shall have a chance to dispense your ire upon the prisoners. But I will need you to form an orderly line so that each of you might get the chance more swiftly and decisively. Rest assured; all who enter the queue before sunset will be permitted a turn."

Margaery held Sansa close as they watched the crowd calm itself and the people in it shuffled to get in line. Once again, she was amazed by Margaery's charisma and natural ability to command others. She truly would make a wonderful queen in the years to come.

What followed was twenty straight minutes of Joffrey and Cersei getting their diapered bottoms paddled by scores of King's Landing denizens, none of whom held anything back. Evidently, months upon months of neglect had done away with any remaining loyalty or fear they might have had for the Lannisters.

When Joffrey actually filled the back of his diaper, Margaery joined Sansa in laughing at his expense, whereas Dany maintained a stoic expression merely because it was expected of her. Though she wanted to toy with her predecessor even further, and she made her way over to his pillory, saying mockingly, "Oh, you actually had to use your nappy, Joffrey? It would appear you really are nothing more than a pitiful babe."

She then knelt down and smirked, saying, "I will allow you a nappy change... provided you can ask for one like a good little boy." Of course, with Joffrey still gagged, that was quite impossible, but she still wanted to see his feeble attempts at pleading