"How many guards does my father have?" she asked him as they descended to her bedchamber.
"Here at King's Landing? Fifty."
"You wouldn't let anyone kill him, would you?" she asked.
Desmond laughed. "No fear on that count, little lady. Lord Eddard's guarded night and day. He'll come to no harm."
"The Lannisters have more than fifty men," Arya pointed out. (Arya, AGOT)
arya was the only team stark player who did the math in kings landing. ned becomes so blinded by duty and mercy that he fails to truly appreciate this very simple truth that arya can very easily recognize: they are outnumbered.
it also tracks with arya taking note of numbers and having a good head for mathematics in general. from counting flowers to roofs and guards, prisoners, hearths and weirwood stumps, ect.
and this:
Many of the captives were wounded. If any halted, one of the riders would trot up and give him a lick of the whip to get him moving again. She tried to judge how many prisoners there were, but lost count before she got to fifty. There were twice that many at least.
She could go where she would. The garrison numbered no more than a hundred men, so small a troop that they were lost in Harrenhal. [...] But now there were only a hundred men left to guard a thousand doors, and no one seemed to know who should be where, or care much.
"Gendry, there's a hundred northmen. Maybe more, I couldn't count them all. That's as many as Ser Amory has. Well, not counting the Bloody Mummers. We just have to get them out and we can take over the castle and escape." (Arya, ACOK)
when the northern prisoners are brought to harrenhal arya sees that they equal, if not outnumber, the men holding the castle. the conditions were ripe for harrenhal to be taken and (like in king’s landing) thats exactly what happened. the fact that arya is already paying attention to this kind of stuff at 9/10 years old is pretty significant and it really shows her leadership potential.
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The Gold Cloaks were eager to carry out Daemon’s order about Alicent
They’d been watching their commander fuck the Princess so often, they’re entitled to their own royal now for relief. They enter her chamber quietly while she’s sleeping. Just the sight and some of them are already hard at the thought of what they can do to her…. The “Queen”
So vulnerable.
They wonder if they should wake her to the sight of their cocks out, so she can know what they plan. Or if someone should fuck her awake.
They eventually decide it would be more fun to see her horror. Slowly the blanket is pulled down. The men stroking themselves. And one shakes Alicent. She stirs a little and blinks, but when she sees the men standing around her bed, eager grins, parts exposed and desperately hard, she bolts up. She says no in horror and looks around for her blanket to cover herself. Only in her nightgown. She doesn’t see it so she tries to run. A man grabs her and she yelps, but she’s pushed back onto the bed, head in a pillow to muffle her noise. Two men hold down her body and lift her hips. She struggles against them as they pull up her nightgown. And begin to touch her.
Oh the humiliation. She’s the Queen! And yet guards have come into her room and now have her pinned to the bed, holes exposed. As they touch her to torment her. One spreads her cunt with his fingers and asks if she really pushed children out of this thing? If she did…. She’ll have no trouble having anything pushed IN now will she?
That alone causes her to somehow pull free and try to run again. But she soon finds the door locked. And this time they’re less gentle. They decide there’s no point in trying to prepare her if she’s so dead set on running. And they rip her nightdress completely off her, exposing her body to the evening air and all their eyes.
She opens her mouth to scream, and the first man shoves a cock down her throat, making her gag instead. Her hands are held while he grabs her hair and fucks her face. Listening to the delicious sounds she makes while she chokes on his cock, her eyes watering. He considers cumming down her throat but decides instead to cover her face. The shock of a guard’s seed on her face leaves her frozen. Long enough to be pushed onto the bed and suddenly mounted, when the first guard enters her. He does it suddenly, and hard. She cries out and he quickly begins. She’s facing the rest, watching them eagerly stroke as she’s held down and fucked.
The guard’s pace is unrelenting and he hits DEEP. She gasps at every thrust, and during one gasp her mouth is filled again by a different man. Unclear if the noises she makes now are to protest the abuse her cunt is being subjected to, or the cock she’s being forced to choke on.
Two other men take her hands and move them up and down their cocks. Remarking how soft they feel. The shame at feeling so many male parts at once makes Alicent burn.
The man inside of her who mounted her first is fucking her like she’s some whore he paid a few coins for. But… this feeling is foreign to her. When she lay with Viserys, it was on her back, spread the legs, and let it happen. He enters her, has his fill, spills himself, she’s done. That was marriage. This is different. She isn’t a bride now. She feels like these men see her as a vessel of pleasure. And her body as relief. The cock she chokes on is desperate. And the one filling her cunt is too aggressive to ignore. These men are ravaging her. The two of them cum then. One in her mouth and one shooting deep inside her. The horror shakes her back. But as the man in back pulls out of her the man in front holds her down.
“Swallow whore.”
When she swallows his seed he pulls back, leaving her gasping.
“I think I warmed her up. Why don’t you double up and enjoy that hole? We don’t have all night. She’s squeezed out a few, she can take it.”
Alicent turns in shock to the man who just got finished with violating her cunt. Can take… what? The question is answered when two of the guards grab her. She sees their cocks throbbing, it’s intimidating. And in horror she realizes what they mean to do.
“No no! Not both! Please not in the same-“
She can’t even finish her protests, as both these men force their cocks into her cunt…. At the same time. Alicent is crying at the stretch, her body trembling. The men groan in satisfaction.
“Seven hells it’s tight!”
“Won’t be after we’re finished!”
Alicent feels dizzy. She’s so sure they’ll break her. And then they start to move. She tries to say no, but it comes out as a half cry half moan. Oh god. She prays to the seven this is just a dream. Some perverted dream she’ll repent for. And that two men aren’t really stuffing their cocks BOTH inside her at once.
Alicent has never felt so full. The men must have a sense of humor. Because one starts rubbing a place on her cunt that for some reason makes her see stars. Oh seven what is that? No no! She’s being violated! By two men at once! This can’t be- oh
Somehow the painful stretch and the odd rubbing are making her feel things. She doesn’t even realize her eyes are rolled back, she’s gasping in pleasure now too and not just pain. And her cunt is incredibly slick. As if it wanted all along to be taken so brutally. The men take this as encouragement to pound harder, and some others touching themselves shoot their seed onto her body. She isn’t sure who. But the men inside her speed up and she cries out again, her legs shaking. They cum at once, and having two cocks twitch and spill into her makes Alicent shiver. They pull out slowly. Leaving Alicent splayed on the bed. Now she’s ready. Now she’s just dizzy enough not to fight. And her cunt looks so deliciously broken in and stretched. Facing the men in the room who are all eager to try it out for themselves.
Long long into the night. Alicent feels cocks forced into her again and again. There’s too many eager men for things to end. Some force her to swallow. Some spill on her body. Some on her chest. Some fuck her cunt and then cum on it. So so many spill themselves inside though. Some do enjoy going two at once, just to watch her struggle with the stretch and cry and beg. Just watching her slip away.
By the end of the night they’ve tied her to the bed. Legs open wide. And man after man takes his turn. Alicent is almost forgetting what it feels like to not have a cock pushed into her. Again and again.
They bring more men even later. More of the gold cloaks to get a taste. Those men are just there for a quick fuck though. Her legs are held open while they push in and immediately start aggressively pounding. She truly feels like a whore in a brothel. Worse even! She’s tied up to receive man after man to fuck her as if she’s a warm hole.
But oh god it’s hard to think straight. Especially when they touch that strange spot on her body… she didn’t even know she had that spot. Her rational mind is telling her she’s been raped. By guards no less! Gold cloaks! Violating the Queen! But oh…. Her body wants her to let these men have every witch way with her…. Just let them keep touching that spot and sending her into those strange shakes of pleasure
She thinks she’ll go mad with the sheer amount of cock she’s filled with.
Who knows how many days it goes. She swears at a certain point, a man even started preparing her rear. She thought she imagined it, until she found herself gagging on another cock while one man aggressively penetrated her already exhausted cunt and another shoved his cock up her ass. They had begun using that hole too?!
By then she’s too preoccupied to stop them, half the time she’s unable to speak with a full mouth.
Days and days it’s endless. If she isn’t tied up receiving visitors, she’s being made to suck. If she isn’t sucking, they’re forcing her to ride one man and rub the cocks of two others. If she isn’t riding, another man is penetrating her ass, sometimes while another fills her cunt. If her ass isn’t full, her cunt is EXTRA full and two cocks are in her again. The worst by far was when every hole of hers was occupied. She was rubbing cocks with both hands. And the rest of the men touched themselves over her body. They came down her throat, in her body, on it, she’s completely filthy.
After that exhaustion took her. She awoke to a sensation again in her lower parts. Two men holding her up and using her. She can hardly tell which holes. And she’s made to look to the side. Seeing a face she didn’t want to see. Daemon Targaryen
He laughs and asks if his men are having fun with her. Then looks at her and says clearly it seems they are. He then walks closer. Warns her that he just couldn’t trust her. So now she’ll be in the care of his men. She will learn to behave and will think twice before getting in the way of his plans. He makes his way to the door before turning
“Oh and by the way. Your daughter is with child. Mine of course. I’m not going to marry her though… so it is a bastard she’s having. And it certainly won’t be the last. Such a good womb to go with such a pleasing cunt. Really she was just begging to be some whore…. And clearly so were you.” He laughs. “But your daughter will be a mother! Be happy for her! Best hope your womb can’t be full anymore, my men will clearly not be taking precautions.” A final smirk before he leaves.
If Daemon wanted to be more humiliating, he might tell Aegon to go to his mother’s chambers. Where he’d walk in on the debauchery. She’d be horrified if he did and beg him to leave. But Aegon decides to take this chance and instead stroke his cock. Watching the gold cloaks completely have their way with her. He would never join them. But the image is oddly arousing. And he won’t stop himself from cumming to it right there just to spite her. Maybe his uncle Daemon’s rule isn’t so bad. Perhaps if he gets in line, Daemon will give him a lady of his own to ruin. He might have one or two in mind…..
ALL OF THIS!
Poor Alicent just being ruined by the new pleasure that takes a hold of her.
When she starts being bratty once more, all they have to do is start rubbing her clit and she's putty in their hands.
Aegon is such a brat and so easily swayed, i love it , at least Otto is breathing down his neck anymore thank you very much and he can get up to all sorts of things.
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