A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

[Jacie Sparkles]

(That was a nice RP, no question about it. I wouldn’t rule out trying something new with Aela the Huntress sometime.)


“You can me ‘Jon’, Gilly,” Jon replied kindly, looking curiously at the gentle young Free Folk woman. He raised an eyebrow then, as Gilly retrieved something from her sack… which turned out to be one of her baby son’s diapers. The thick white cloth folded in her hand, Jon’s perceptive eyes told him that it would easily fit a child the age and size of his youngest brother, Rickon… or even a petite young woman like Ygritte. It seemed, based on Sam’s description of their flight from Craster’s Keep, that Gilly had grabbed a few extra diapers in the wrong size when hastily packing her things.


“Nappies, eh?” Jon quipped. He was grinning playfully, since Gilly was obviously genuine and well-intentioned, despite the silliness of her offer. “Not exactly what I had in mind, but…” He looked more closely at Ygritte. Her eyes were wide with curiosity, and for the first time Jon could ever remember he thought - though he couldn’t be sure - she might actually be blushing. “I dunno… a fierce woman like you might actually look pretty cute in one of those things,” he whispered in Ygritte’s ear. He gave her trim but strong bottom an affectionate little pat as well for good measure.


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“Ohhh… ooh… uh-huh…” Sansa breathed and moaned at Margaery’s gentle touch down there, through the front of her diaper. The slight squish of her wet diaper against her nether regions only added to the delightful sensation. She quickened her pace, flexing her hips a little faster, rubbing the front of her diaper against Margaery’s hand more intently. Instinctively, she put the thumb of one hand in her mouth and began to suck on it firmly to keep herself from squealing any louder. With her other hand, she ran her fingers tenderly and adoringly through Margaery’s long brunette tresses.


Whatever story Sansa had expected Lady Olenna to read tonight, it was hardly this. She’d expected a whimsical tale of adventure and romance, perhaps something similar to the lighter tales that Old Nan had told her in years past. It seemed however that Olenna had chosen a storybook of an entirely different nature… with the apparent intent of affirming and encouraging the budding feelings beyond mere friendship between the two highborn beauties.


“Dat feeth tho gud!” Sansa murmured around her thumb as she continued to play with Margaery’s hair… and hump her diaper against Margaery’s hand.


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(Is it OK to let Dany and Missandei sleep for a few replies, till the other threads catch up?)

[AJbestpony]

(You have no idea how happy that makes me.)

Ygritte was indeed blushing when Gilly suggested she get put in diapers, and the way Jon did not seem to be contesting the suggestion, but actually humoring it did not help her dignity any. She tried to vocally refuse, but her gag made that quite impossible So instead she hastily shook her head, for what little good it did her.

"What you do with your prisoner is your business, Jon," Samwell said plainly, as though he was indifferent about the whole thing.

"And this way, you do not even have to untie her to use the chamber pot," Gilly added in, still holding one of the larger diapers aloft, in case Jon decided to take it.

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Despite Sansa's attempts to remain quiet, it was quite obvious both to Margaery and her grandmother that the northern princess was aroused. That was precisely what Margaery had hoped to achieve, and Lady Olenna neither said nor did anything to discourage her granddaughter's advances.

She just kept reading the story. Although Sansa's primary focus was probably elsewhere, the Old Rose read on for the sake of ambience. She talked about how after the Valyrian princess had wed, her husband had been good to her, though he had also been a workaholic by nation, so he attended to his own royal duties most of the time. That worked out in his wife and sister's favor, as they got to spend more time with each other as a result, their relationship blossoming into something wonderful.

All the while, Margaery continued to stimulate Sansa through the front of her diaper, wondering how long it would be before she wet herself in another way...

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(Certainly. In fact, I was about to reassure you that if you felt the posts were getting to be too long that you could cut back a little. I suppose we'll keep Dany and Missandei on the sidelines for a little while)

[Jacie Sparkles]

Jon smirked and accepted the diaper that Gilly offered. “Might need a few more of these, if you have any extras of the larger ones. We had a long march today and I don’t remember this one taking any breaks in the bushes,” he quipped, apparently not exactly to Ygritte’s approval.

Sam cleared his throat. “I believe Maester Aemon needs some further assistance with his paperwork before he retires for the night,” he said without expression, before heading for Aemon’s office.

Gilly seemed only too happy to provide, however. To Jon, it seemed she was happy to see the extra diapers, the ones too large for her newly born son, put to good use.

Diapers in hand, Jon hastily ushered Ygritte to the relatively private sleeping quarters that had been his ever since he’d been assigned to the late Lord Commander. He picked her up in arms and brought her to the bed, still in her restraints.

“You had all kinds of fun at my expense beyond the Wall,” he reminded her. “So indulge me for once… I wanna see what your cute arse looks like in a nappy.”

He gave her a kiss, and then proceeded to lower her fur-and-leather leggings…

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Lady Olenna’s story was a lovely one to be sure, but Sansa was barely hearing it by now. She pressed and rubbed and practically thrust her pissy padded crotch against Margaery’s firm hand. The Rose of HighGarden’s touch was heavenly and Sansa was mesmerized by all the adoration and doting affection she was getting from the future queen, and easily the loveliest highborn lady in all the Seven Kingdoms.

“Hmm… hmm…” Sansa wailed as the pleasure in her nether regions, inside her diaper, was building to the point of no return. Her hand that had been playing with Margaery’s hair made its way lower, all the way down her back… till it eventually grabbed and squeezed Margaery’s bottom through the back of the cushy diaper wrapped around it.

“Gunna cum!” Sansa squealed around her thumb. She removed it from her mouth then, finally, and pressed her lips to Margaery’s…

(Sure thing… I think I’m getting my groove back, finding my happy medium with RP pacing, post length, etc.)

[AJbestpony]

Ygritte began to struggle a little more robustly as Jon approached her with the diaper. But he had tied her up quite tightly, leaving her totally unable to resist him.

"Mmmmfff! MMMMFFF!!" she shouted through her cloth gag, trying to shake it off, but it was tied just as tightly as the ropes around her wrists and ankles.

"Looks like the baby girl doesn't want her nappy," Gilly quipped with a snicker as she cradled her son in her arms. "You wouldn't want your Daddy to spank you, would you?"

Ygritte quickly stopped struggling. Even if Gilly meant that as another joke, she felt that at this point, Jon was not above paddling her bottom, and that was one indignity she would rather not endure. In the end, she just resigned herself to her fate, humiliating though it was.

It appears I'm going to be in a nappy within the next few minutes, no matter what happens, she mused as her lower half was undressed.

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Lady Olenna was well-aware of what was going on between her granddaughter and her bedmate, and she was happy to see it unfold thusly. From the moment she had met Sansa, she had been convinced that they would become fast friends. But it had taken less than a month for them to become "nappy buddies," as Margaery liked to call them.

As soon as she felt Sansa's lips press against her own, Margaery's own sex drive went into overhaul, and she moved to mount Sansa, beginning to grind her diaper against Sansa's.

All the while, Lady Olenna began to recount a rather steamy account of the Valyrian princess' memoirs involving her husband's sister, speaking almost in sync to what was happening between the two young ladies.

(I know what you mean)

[Jacie Sparkles]

Jon had been a little surprised at first that Gilly had come among, but he soon realized it was for the best. He’d never diapered anyone in his life… Lady Catelyn and Old Nan had never let him near his younger siblings when they were babies, even when he was old enough to help. (By contrast he seemed to recall Sansa delighting in helping with Rickon’s diapers.)

It was Gilly’s gentle and sincere instruction that helped Jon get past fumbling haplessly with the diaper and eventually get it pinned nicely in place, wrapped around Ygritte’s waist and hugging her ‘cute arse’ just like Jon had quipped. It actually looked so ‘cute’ on her that if she quit struggling and whining into her gag she might notice the sudden ‘tentpole’ in the front of Jon’s trousers.

“There we go… good girl,” Jon said playfully, patting the diaper between Ygritte’s legs.

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Sansa squealed again, even louder than before, when Margaery got on top of her… and in that moment she orgasmed in her wet diaper, deeply and fully… wetting it the ‘other’ way rather nicely. “Ohhhhh…” she sighed. She pouted then slightly, cutely… a little disappointed she hadn’t been able to last a little longer. “I’m sorry…” she whispered in Margaery’s ear. “I’m not very good at this.”

Nevertheless she took a deep breath and did her very best to give Margaery as much pleasure as she could in return. She fondled and rubbed and patted Margaery’s padded bottom, encouraging the Rose of Highgarden to keep rubbing their diapers together as much as she wanted. Eventually she reached her hands upward, beneath Margaery’s lovely little nightdress… until she found Margaery’s delightfully firm and curvaceous breasts. Sansa began to caress and fondle these as well, as tenderly yet fondly as she could.

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In the Narrow Sea, on the Targaryen flagship… Grey Worm approached Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah, standing guard outside Dany’s cabin, to let them know that their sailing conditions looked as favorable as ever… and the word among the crew was they’d easily reach the isle of Dragonstone on the morrow.

[AJbestpony]

Although she still was not happy with the current predicament, Ygritte had no choice but to just stare up at the ceiling while Jon slid the thick cloth diaper underneath her. She did chuckle a little at his initial perplexity from not knowing the proper way to diaper someone, but with Gilly's patient instruction, he managed to pin it up quite nicely.

To Ygritte's vast surprise, it was not entirely unpleasant to be diapered. On the contrary, the thick padding now hugging her hips was bizarrely comforting, and she looked down at her diapered hips as best she could. It looked odd, certainly, yet it didn't really seem ill-suited for her.

"If she's good, maybe you can untie her?" Gilly proposed, "If you'd rather wait, I'd understand. I know my fellow Free Folk can be full of surprises.

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"It's quite alright," Margaery reassured Sansa when she realized she had climaxed in her diaper so early on, "You'll get used to it soon enough." Indeed, she planned for that to be only the first of many diapered orgasms the auburn-haired Northern princess would experience in the coming days.

In the meantime, Margaery herself had yet to dampen her own diapers in either way, so she put up no resistance as Sansa did all she could to stimulate her, and very much succeeded in exciting her.

By then, Olenna had marked her place in the story and just sat by, wanting her granddaughter and her bedmate to have their fun with no distractions.

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"It hasn't been that long since I last saw those shores," Ser Barristan mused as he looked to the west, "Are you looking forward to going home, Ser Jorah?"

"I do not know if I will be welcome, Ser Barristan," the Northern knight said grimly, "Lord Eddard may no longer be with us, but if his son Robb is anything like his sire, he will show me the same ill manner for my past dealings with slave traders."

Ser Barristan softly nodded. "Her Grace has already forgiven your past transgressions. That is what matters."

[Jacie Sparkles]

(IIRC Ygritte has gotten off on her restraints in our past RPs, which is why I had Jon keep her in them for now. But if you want him to untie her I can do that next. I was also kinda hoping to get Jon diapered together with Ygritte sooner rather than later…)

Jon chuckled at Gilly’s assessment and nodded. “You are quite right,” he said. He didn’t know the pretty and pleasant mannered woman well but he did remember her from his initial stopover at Craster’s Keep, what now seemed so long ago. “You and Ygritte are as different in temperament as ice and fire, I daresay. That being said, let’s make her a little more comfortable at least.”

Jon rolled Ygritte over onto her stomach, to a more comfortable position with her hands still bound behind her back and secured to her ankle restraints. He patted her diapered bottom firmly, then gave it a fond squeeze, which then gave way to rubbing and fondling it a bit more intently. “Such a cute little girl in her nappy,” he said playfully, teasingly, close by Ygritte’s ear.

He was getting rather turned on by just how cute Ygritte did look with her diaper on, and fascinated by how soft and cushy the diaper was. And since Gilly seemed to have several of the larger ones, another inkling of curiosity was forming in his mind…

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“I’m sure I will,” Sansa agreed, somewhat wistfully. “You’ve already taught me so much… beyond how to change a full nappy, I mean,” she added with a playful smirk. She continued to fondle Margaery’s breasts beneath the silky nightie, even caressing the budding nipples oh so gently with her fingertips.

She grew quiet then and let Margaery enjoy herself as much as she could, rubbing their diapers together alluringly, delightfully. And once Sansa had caught her breath she began to rock her own hips back and forth again, adding some movement to Margaery’s. The sight of Rose of Highgarden in the throes of passion was always a thing of beauty, Sansa thought fondly…

[AJbestpony]

(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.

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Gotcha. Well played with Gilly’s latest suggestion, btw.)

Jon chuckled as Gilly offered him a diaper as well. He was beginning to suspect that the gentle Wildling woman possessed a playful steak that she seldom showed. “Well I’ll not deny that I am indeed liking the view,” he admitted. “Perhaps I ought to try wearing a nappy myself as well.” He patted and rubbed Ygritte’s padded bottom a little more. “I think this one would agree, and I suppose it’s the least I can do to make it up to her at the moment. She’s being such a good girl, after all.” He leaned down and kissed Ygritte on her still flushed check and smoothed her hair. “Aren’t you, love?” whispered in her ear.

Straightening up, Jon began to loosen his belt, though he didn’t drop his trousers just yet. He looked at the diaper in Gilly’s hand and pondered not only how the soft white gauze would feel against his own buttocks and nether regions… but also how he was going to put the thing on himself. “A little different to swaddle oneself standing up…” he thought aloud. “I don’t suppose you could instruct me on that?” he asked Gilly with a slight shrug.

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“Oh my…” Sansa sighed. She gently peppered Margaery’s beautiful face, and the soft skin of her neck, with soft and playful kisses. “I truly think I love you too, Margaery. You’ve given me so much comfort, such wonderful company, when I had no one else.”
She grabbed her wolf plushie and cuddled it tight, while snuggling up even closer with Margaery. She felt her thick diaper between her legs and decided that even though she was wet her diaper could easily hold up overnight. She was a little tired and had too much on her mind to hold still for a change.

“I wasn’t entirely jesting, you know,” she said softly. “I mean about wishing you didn’t have to marry Joffrey.” She kissed Margaery’s cheek again and continued. “Not because I want you all to myself… that would be selfish. We have duties as ladies of the realm after all. But because he truly is a monster, and not just because he executed my father.”

She told Margaery, and Lady Olenna as well, the story of how Joffrey had attacked Arya’s friend the butcher's boy, instigating the fight between himself and Arya and Nymeria the direwolf… and how Cersei had demanded the life of Sansa’s wolf Lady when Nymeria had escaped after biting Joffrey’s arm.

“I was a stupid, selfish girl,” Sansa groaned, squeezing her plushie. “I should’ve just told the truth… should’ve SEEN the truth about Joffrey.”

[AJbestpony]

(Thank you for saying so)

Gilly was pleased to see Jon accepting her suggestion, though not nearly as pleased as Ygritte. Even if she was to remain tied up for a while longer, at least she would no longer be the only grown person in diapers. She turned her head so that she could get a look at her lover as he began to unfasten his breeches, though she noted the hesitancy in his eyes.

Gilly noticed his apprehension, as well. She then furrowed her brow and said, "It is too late to turn back now, Lord Snow. Now let's get you undressed, or else..." Gilly was a sweet girl by nature, but she was quite capable of adopting a sterner demeanor, which she had put to use on her younger sisters when they acted up.

She then approached Jon and moved to undress him not only out of his breeches, but all the rest of his clothing, as well. Despite being smaller and weaker, she managed to have him completely at her mercy, due to her experience in dealing with naughty children.

Soon as Jon was naked, Gilly forced him to lay down on top of the thick diaper she had prepared for him beside Ygritte. She then pulled it up snugly between his legs, covering his manhood, which had not turned flaccid in the slightest, and fastened both sides with pins. "There, isn't that better?" she asked, reassuming her usual kindly demeanor as she patted the front of Jon's diaper. She giggled when she felt his manhood stiffening further through the padding.

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Margaery's heart ached for Sansa when she heard of some of the other horrible things she had had to endure at the hands of Joffrey and his Lannister relatives. She already did not wish to marry the blonde-haired monster, but now she just wanted him to suffer for all the harm he had caused.

Olenna watched as the two diapered beauties snuggled together in their bed, recovering from their passionate first-time round of lovemaking. She could tell they were smitten with each other, and she wanted nothing more than to let that amorous bond flourish.

She sighed, deciding there was only one way she could do that. "Girls, I think the time has come for me to tell you of a plan I have been formulating for some time."

That attracted Margaery's attention. "What do you mean, Grandmother?"