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"So, how does it feel?" Arya asked softly once the guards had left.

"Honestly?" Daenerys asked dryly, before admitting, "Good. Terrifying, but good."

Arya nodded, "You'd be a fool if you didn't feel that way."

"Indeed." Daenerys softly agreed, before pointing out, "But you and your, friends, are not here to discuss how I'm feeling."

"Then why are we here, your grace?" Margaery smirked, the past few weeks having emboldened her to speak up in the presence of her Queen.

Daenerys smiled, briefly savoured the moment, before speaking, "Today I have everything I have ever wanted. The Targaryen banner once again flies over Kings Landing, my enemies are either dead or imprisoned, and I finally sit upon the Iron Throne as the undisputed Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. However unlike my predecessors I do not have time for feasts or parades celebrating my accomplishments, or even a proper crowning ceremony, as I must almost immediately ride north again to defeat the armies of the dead. Does that seem fair to you, my Ladies?"

"No your grace." Sansa replied, her words echoed by Margaery while Arya simply nodded.

"No, I deserve better than that. And perhaps in time, I shall have it." Daenerys pondered, "But at least I have to night, and there is no one I wish to celebrate it with then the three of you."

"We are honoured your grace." Margaery curtsied with an eager grin on her face.

"And eager." Sansa confessed.

"How would you like to start?" Arya grinned, getting right down to the point as usual.

"Margaery Tyrell. Come here." Daenerys ordered, beckoning the former Queen until she was standing directly in front of her, "You were crowned Queen three times, twice to the person sitting on this throne. Tell me, did you think of pleasuring any of them while they were sitting upon it?"

"No your grace." Margaery answered truthfully, "In truth, the first never desired me. I never desired the second, and any act of sex in this room would have likely been cruel. And the third would have never been so bold, and while I confess, he was sweet, I never truly desired him. Not in the way that I yearned for Sansa Stark during the countless nights we were apart, and certainly not in the way that I desire the Stark sisters now. Or the way I desire you now."

"And if I was to give you the chance?" Daenerys asked, "To pleasure me now while I sit on this throne?"

"Then I would be greatly honoured, and do everything in my power to please you." Margaery again answered truthfully.

"Do we each get a turn?" Arya asked hopefully, approaching the throne.

"Oh, you'll get your turn alright Arya Stark." Daenerys promised, briefly turning her attention to her wildest of lovers, "But not tonight. No, I wish for you to provide me with entertainment as Margaery licks my cunt."

"What kind of entertainment would that be?" Arya smirked, believing she already knew the answer to that as she eyed her sister.

"Well, you and your sister claim to be lovers, and have provided significant evidence of that. However, I deserve more. I want indisputable evidence of your sinful ways." Daenerys ordered, "I want The Ladies Of Winterfell to put on a show for me. For the Stark sisters to defile each other in these hallowed halls. For you and your sister to 69 in front of the Iron Throne."

"Is that all?" Arya smirked, "Oh my Queen, we can definitely do that."

"Excellent." Daenerys smiled, leaning back in her chair again, "You may start by taking off your clothes."

Sansa seemed to be the only one hesitant to do this, mostly because she could vividly remember the last time she was stripped in this room. Then it hadn't been her choice, Joffrey's man had torn her clothes away from her body for his amusement.

Thankfully this was one of the many things she confessed to her sister while they lay naked in bed together, exchanging their long roads back to each other, and instead of concentrating on her own clothes, or even tearing off Sansa's as she would usually do Arya gave her a sympathetic and loving look, followed by a few gentle kisses to her neck and then one to her lips.

She then looked deep into Sansa's eyes for permission to continue, and when Sansa gave a cautious nod Arya smiled happily and proudly, before assisting her sister in taking off her pretty dress.

It didn't seem possible, but Margaery was doing just fine by herself, effortlessly putting on a show which completely captivated their Queen. Which divided the attention of the Stark girls, but Arya was an expert at taking off pretty girl's clothes, and she always wanted to see her sister naked most of all.

Arya's help and eagerness for her body, combined with the fact that all eyes including her own were on Margaery, and that it was just the four of them, four beautiful women at that, made the whole situation bearable for Sansa. Actually more than bearable, especially when the last of Margaery's clothes fell away, and Arya started to work on her own clothing. Oh yes, that wasn't just bearable, but exciting.

Once Margaery was completely naked Daenerys motioned for her to give her a quick spin so she could admire her body, then she murmured without looking away from the Rose, "Very good. My Lady Starks, I do believe I requested a show."

"Yes your grace." Arya grinned as she pulled her sister into her arms.

Arya actually using her proposal got Daenerys to turn her head towards them, which was no doubt her intention so she would have some audience for the incestuous kiss. It certainly took Sansa by surprise, which was the only reason she didn't immediately kiss back. Of course the reason for her existence was to please Arya, so it didn't take Sansa long to melt into where she belonged, her sister's arms, and kiss her back with all the passion she deserved.

Which meant their bodies were pressed against each other tightly, and thanks to Arya having already made quick work of her clothes that was very pleasant indeed. Which was at least one reason Arya chose to wear such unladylike attire, Sansa thought with amusement. So she could do unladylike things at a moments notice.

What they were doing now, what they were going to do to each other, and hopefully to their Queen, certainly wasn't ladylike. Neither were the sounds that Arya was forcing out of Sansa's lips, which sounded deafening inside this giant room with so few people in it. Which was doubly impressive, considering most of it Arya's lips were pressed against hers.

Although was also a little sad, and sure enough when Arya broke that kiss and started working on Sansa's neck both sisters quickly glanced over at the throne to find the other two watching them, and as much as Arya, and to a lesser extent Sansa, loved having a captivated audience they dearly wanted to see a show of their own. Fortunately, they were not waiting long.

Margaery had enjoyed putting on a show for her new Queen, but not as much as being able to sit on Daenerys's lap and watch the Stark sisters kiss. The latter which should have been ridiculous, given Daenerys was actually shorter than she was, and it was admittedly awkward given there was more than enough room on the Iron Throne for both of their bottoms.

But Margaery didn't find it ridiculous at all. No, it felt right. Like she was finally where she was meant to be. Not the ruler of the seven kingdoms, but that persons trusted adviser, and lover. Only this time it was a worthy ruler. A true ruler. A ruler she would happily do anything for.

For a few long moments Margaery allowed what was becoming a very frequent fantasy. One which she was crowned Queen for a fourth time, only this time people would jeer and gossip about it more than ever before. Say so many unkind things about her. But most of all that she had no power.

That she wasn't the true Queen. And they would be right, but it would be worth it to sit beside the Iron Throne and whisper in the ear of Daenerys Targaryen as this wonderful woman ruled her kingdoms. And she wouldn't be alone. Oh yes, in this wonderful fantasy Arya and Sansa would be right there beside her, advising the rightful Queen publicly, and then pleasing her in private, like Margaery wished she was pleasing her now.

As if reading her thoughts Daenerys suddenly beckoned to her, "Margaery, come closer."

"Yes your grace." Margaery grinned, eagerly doing as she was told.

That involved not only stepping forwards but cautiously leaning down so their faces were closer, Margaery as confident as she could be that this was what the Queen wanted. Thankfully she was quickly proven correct, as while Daenerys's eyes were locked to the kissing sisters as Margaery approached as soon as she was close enough she turned, grabbed her face and pulled her into a passionate kiss.

Of course Margaery immediately kissed back passionately, unable to imagine that she was able to resist such a beautiful woman, even if she wasn't her Queen. But she was, which was what made this so much sweeter.

Sadly the kiss didn't last nearly as long as Margaery would have liked it too, although thankfully it was followed by a few kisses to her neck before Daenerys craned her head so she could watch the Stark girl some more. Cautiously taking the hint Margaery began kissing the Queen's neck, while of course manoeuvring her body so Daenerys would have the best possible look of the show the Stark sisters were putting on for her.

They then went back and forth for a while, Margaery mostly left to kiss Daenerys's neck while the other woman got to enjoy the show. But Margaery didn't mind, as she was confident that soon she would be putting on more of a show for her other lovers, and thankfully it wasn't long before she was proven right.

"Bend the knee." Arya suddenly ordered.

Arya had just broken the latest kiss with her sister and looked directly into Sansa's eyes while saying it so there could be no doubt who was intended for, but honestly she was being deliberately cheeky with the wording, and the act itself.

Something Arya could tell her new Queen didn't appreciate, even before Sansa cautiously did as she was told, just about allowing the assassin to see Daenerys Targaryen sitting on the Iron Throne in all her glory, while Margaery Tyrell kissed her neck, glaring at her for her defiance. And despite how easily Daenerys could have her killed Arya couldn't avoid giving her a cheeky smile before returning her full attention to her dear sister. Who had of course got into the traditional position, which wasn't exactly what Arya wanted.

"Good girl." Arya said while stroking the top of Sansa's head momentarily, before tightening her grip and pulling the older girl towards her, "Now eat my pussy! There's a good girl, ohhhhhhh yessssssss, lick me Sansa! Tongue my fucking twat you little slut! Oh fuck!"

As usual not needing much encouragement Sansa bent her head down further out of necessity and started lapping away at Arya's cunt, much to both sisters clear delight. Oh yes, Sansa was a natural pussy pleaser, happily craning her neck and back into an uncomfortable position so she could pleasure her top regardless of where they were.

True, Arya did feel a little guilty about it, which was why she often sat on Sansa's face to save her from any strain. But this time Arya wanted to be able to stare directly into Daenerys's eyes while Sansa was pleasuring her, and ideally Daenerys was pleasured by Margaery. The latter of which she wasn't waiting long to receive.

"Stick your head under my dress, and begin worshipping my pussy." Daenerys ordered while still staring Arya directly in the eye, before turning her head to look at Margaery, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

"At once your grace." Margaery quickly replied apologetically, before hesitantly adding, "I'm sorry, your grace."

While adding those last words Margaery got down on her knees in front of the newly minted Queen of the Seven Kingdoms and without hesitation pushed her head underneath her long dress. There was then clearly a moment where Margaery was getting into the proper position and removing any underwear out of the way, before she finally started giving Daenerys the same treatment that Arya was receiving from Sansa.

Which was crystal clear given the sharp gasp and moan that Daenerys let out, and the pretty look on her face. After that Daenerys did a commendable job of hiding her reactions, at least for a while, proving that like Arya the new Queen liked to make her lovers have to work for her sounds of pleasure.

It was kind of a shame because Arya had enjoyed those sounds and then the looks far more than she thought she would. She had heard tales of Daenerys's great beauty, but she didn't paid much attention to them as they were often exaggerated. If anything they hadn't been doing Daenerys justice, and Arya hated the fact that the new Queen had chosen to stay mostly dressed as she yearned to see what she looked like out of those clothes.

Although Arya was confident that was coming soon enough, and although it wasn't quite as good as seeing Margaery's head in between Daenerys's legs there was still a thrilled the seeing that clear bump then the Queen's dress which led Arya know that they were receiving the same treatment. Well, more or less. Margaery was perhaps more talented than Sansa at eating pussy, but nothing beat the thrill of topping her sister.

Margaery also didn't think there could be anything which could possibly beat fucking Sansa, or even the Stark girls for that matter, but going down on Queen Daenerys Targaryen came pretty close. It was something she had been thinking about a lot ever since meeting this incredibly strong, beautiful and dominant woman, and to finally be doing it felt like a great gift, and a true honour.

Especially because Daenerys tasted every bit as good as Margaery had hoped, and perhaps even more. Not quite as good as her beloved Stark girls, especially not her precious Sansa, but it was impressively close, Margaery moaning softly from the moment the heavenly flavour hit her taste-buds.

Those sounds of enjoyment were drowned out by Daenerys initial cry, although it was slightly less so for the next few licks. Obviously Daenerys shared Arya's absurd belief that it was a sign of weakness to let out such sound so early, and that a pussy licker should have to work to be rewarded with those sounds. But that was okay, because Margaery was an expert in forcing them out of even the stubborn Arya Stark, so she was confident that this would be no different.

Sure enough all it took was a little more attention to Daenerys's clit and she got the mighty Dragon Queen to cry out loudly for her, a victory which caused Margaery to push her luck and focus only on that little clit so she could get more of those sounds, and ultimately Daenerys's cum. Of course it was too early for that, but Margaery just couldn't help herself.

"No! Slow down, I'm not ready to cum yet." Daenerys scolded her current pussy licker, before addressing a future one, "Honestly Arya, I'm disappointed in you. Mmmmm, I thought you trained your bitches better than this."

"Oh trust me, your grace, Margaery didn't need training by the time I got my hands on her." Arya gleefully corrected, before pointing out, "If she's giving you too much love, it's probably because she just got carried away. She does that sometimes when she really likes a flavour, but keep her on the right track and she'll make you cum harder than anyone. Well, anyone except maybe Sansa here."

"Trust me, Stark, I fully intend to keep your little friend on track." Daenerys growled before ordering, "Yesssssss, that's it Margaery, nice and slow. Nice and slow, mmmmm fuck yeah, just like that, oh fuck! Good girl. Good little cunt lapper, ooooooh that's much better. Tease me just like that. Wait for permission to make me cum like a good whore, oh fuck yes!"

Naturally Margaery felt guilty about that little exchange. Arya shouldn't need to make excuses for her. No, she should be controlling herself better, instead she was acting like a novice. Fortunately she was not replaced by Sansa, or even Arya.

No, Margaery was given a chance at redemption, and she made the most of it by giving Daenerys a nice long drawn-out pussy licking, only occasionally brushing the other woman's clit and concentrating on swallowing her honey. Which seemed all very unfair considering that from the sounds of Arya's enjoyment Sansa was being permitted to do more than this, and it was especially unfair that Margaery couldn't see it. Then it got even worse for her.

"69." Daenerys suddenly ordered, before clarifying, "I want the Stark sisters to 69 for my amusement."

"Do you now?" Arya smirked.

"What's wrong? Unfamiliar with the concept? Or are you simply defying your Queen?" Daenerys raised an eyebrow.

"Neither, your grace." Arya spoke carefully, "I simply hesitate because this is the way us Stark girls prefer to have sex, at least when I'm not shoving my cock up Sansa's arse. But that will just make this a rare treat."

"Then it will be one you will enjoy." Daenerys smirked.

"Indeed, my Queen." Arya agreed with a smirk of her own.

Only that wasn't true for Margaery, simply because she couldn't see it. She couldn't see a damn thing. Hells, she could barely see Daenerys's cunt, and that was right in front of her face. Damn this stupid dress.

Of course even if she wasn't stuck underneath it she would be denied the joy of watching the Stark girls 69, which as Arya said would be a wonderful treat indeed, but like this she could barely hear the move around, and then the tell-tale sounds of pussy licking. Thankfully a short time later Margaery was rewarded for not protesting by continuing to lick Daenerys's twat, but the next few minutes were very long indeed for the former Queen.

Sansa was initially disappointed by this turn of events, as she preferred to concentrate on pleasuring Arya, at least when it came to oral sex. Arya definitely hadn't been lying about that, and Sansa was pretty sure that her sister shared her disappointment overall. However at the same time it wasn't that bad, particularly not for Sansa who cried out in delight into her little sister's pussy when she felt Arya's tongue first began to slide across her downstairs lips.

She could be wrong, but she could have sworn that she could feel aria grinning with satisfaction against her cunt because of that, and either way more of those cries were forced out of Sansa's lips as Arya repeated the process.

Another reason for Arya's eagerness to lick pussy was because every time she squeezed those sounds out of Sansa it caused wonderful vibrations against her own pussy. Something which Sansa found out first-hand when she began getting those sounds out of Arya and received the same treatment.

Although obviously because they were both muffled sounds the loudest cries of pleasure were now coming from the Targaryen, Sansa taking great satisfaction in the fact that her dear friend and lover Margaery Tyrell was able to turn the mighty Dragon Queen into a whimpering, gasping and moaning wreck. Not because she harboured any ill will to Daenerys, but simply because their new Queen was a beautiful woman, with a beautiful voice, and she loved the proof of Margaery's skill.

Of course as much as Sansa was enjoying those sounds, and wished she could get a better view of what was happening, her main focus was Arya's pussy. Besides, her main distraction wasn't the other two women in the room, but Arya and her talented little tongue, which officially bought Sansa to the edge of orgasm with just a series of strategic, and constant, licks to her clit.

The worst part being that as a well-trained bitch Sansa couldn't make Arya cum without permission, and her sister certainly wasn't going to let her have an orgasm until she received one first. And Arya would insist on outlasting Daenerys, so who knows how long Sansa would have to wait for her satisfaction.
To her surprise she wasn't waiting that long, as either Arya was an impatient mood or she was simply letting Daenerys have a small victory. Whatever the case she suddenly shoved her tongue as deep as it would go into Sansa's pussy and began hammering it in and out of her until Sansa had no choice but to cum.

She tried to catch up by shoving her tongue into Arya's cunt and thrusting it in and out as quickly as she could, and to her credit although she failed she kept at it eventually got a yummy reward for her trouble. But she was still disappointed in herself. Not that it really mattered, because soon both Stark girls were lost in a sea of orgasms, the two sisters obsessed with making each other cum as much as possible.

Daenerys couldn't believe just how much she was enjoying the show. Her family might be infamous for incest, but it certainly wasn't something she had ever experienced, or wanted to experience, until now. It made her weirdly jealous that she hadn't been gifted with a sister like Sansa who she could have her way with whenever she wanted.

All she had was Viserys, and the thought of having sex with him made her skin crawl, a horrible idea that she quickly pushed away in favour of focusing on the two Stark sisters performing such an obscene show in front of her, and more importantly Margaery Tyrell easily taking the top spot for best pussy pleaser that she'd ever had.

It had been so hard not to order Margaery to make her cum sooner, and for a moment she surely thought she would be in a battle greater than anything which had gained her new throne, given how stubborn and cheeky Arya had been. Even many minutes after Arya had succumbed to temptation, or simply handed her the victory as an olive branch, Daenerys remained sceptical.

Mostly though she was just so lost in the beautiful sight of the Stark sisters making each other cum that she almost forgot about her own pleasure. Almost. Then, as if being afraid she was being forgotten, Margaery slid her tongue over Daenerys's clit and kept it there until the only thing the Queen could do was try and make it clear that her next words were an order, and not begging.

Even then Daenerys wasn't sure how successful she truly was, "Make me cum! Oh Gods Margaery, make me cum. Oooooooh yessssss, do it! Do it for your Queen. Give her what she wants. Give her what she needs. Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk, fuck me! Tongue fuck me and make me cum you little whore! Do it now, ah fuck yes! Make me cum like your precious Stark sisters are making each other cum! Oh fuck, make me cum in your hot little mouth and all over your beautiful face, and your Queen shall reward you. She will reward you like never before. Mmmmmm yesssssss, reward you by making you air tight, oooooooh, stuff all your little fuck holes, ohhhhhh, your pussy, ass and mouth, ooooooh, all fucked, oh Gods, all at the same fucking time, ooooooh yessssss, just make me fucking cum! Ohhhhhhh Gods, make me cum make me cum make me cum ooooooooohhhhhhhhh Gooooooddddddddssssssssss, aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkk!"

Whether it was begging or whether it was ordering ultimately didn't matter, because the Stark sisters were too preoccupied with each other and their own pleasure to even notice, just as Margaery was too lost in what she was doing.

Hells, even Daenerys struggled to tell the difference in the moments before she became completely incoherent, and it was all just so hard to care as she was being overwhelmed by pleasure, Margaery once again going beyond as soon as she shoved her tongue inside her and started hammering her cunt, effortlessly sending Daenerys over the edge of a powerful climax which was then followed by another, and another, and another.

At that moment Daenerys couldn't imagine being more satisfied with the decision than that of sparing the life of this former Queen who was now kneeling before her and worshipping her while on the Iron Throne. It was also more than enough to make her seriously consider giving Margaery a position in her court, like the very appropriate Master Of Coin, just so she could keep her around to eat her cunt.

Hells, Daenerys was this close to stripping Margaery of her title and land simply so she could officially become her personal whore, and perhaps give the Starks similar treatment. Which was a dangerous, if wonderful thought, which was the last coherent one she had for quite a while as she became lost in orgasm after orgasm.

Sansa was equally lost for quite some time, to the point that she thought she was about to pass out. For better or for worse just as she was reaching that edge Arya pulled her face out of Sansa's cunt and turned her body around until she was facing her big sister just like before.

Sansa whimpered in disappointment as she was denied pleasure, and more importantly her baby sister's yummy little pussy, but that was quickly forgotten when she came cum covered face to cum covered face with Arya, who grinned wickedly at her before kissing. Oh yes, her little sister kissed her, allowing them to share each other's juices while short distance away their Queen was still cumming in the mouth and all over the face of their most trusted ally.

Then after a few minutes of that Arya reluctantly broke the kiss, looked up and quipped, "So Queenie, ready for some triple team fun?"

Those words caused Daenerys to raise an eyebrow at Arya's cheekiness, and then when she summoned the strength to reluctantly pull Margaery's face out of her cunt the Mother Of Dragon shot back, "Of course, I've been looking forwards to this particular celebration for weeks. How about you Margaery?"

"Oh yes your grace." Margaery quickly, and submissively, replied, "I am so looking forward to being shared by all of you. Please, allow me the privilege of getting you ready."

"You have it." Daenerys beamed, and then casually adding without looking away from the Tyrell, "And Sansa, you do the same for your sister."

"At once your grace." Sansa replied quickly, straining her neck to do so.

While Margaery was busy beginning to remove Daenerys's clothes Sansa was busy retrieving the strap-ons from a hiding place amongst Arya's clothing before passing one to Margaery. She then attached one to Arya and then one to herself, the latter being weird and unnatural for her, but she knew was required for Margaery to receive the heaven she had previously received, and Sansa would do whatever it takes to do that.

It didn't make it any less awkward, but thankfully after that she was permitted to suck her sister's cock, which was bizarrely a much more normal thing for her to do now. Particularly when she was preparing it to fill an eager to be fucked hole. It just wasn't hers this time around, sadly, but Sansa was sure it would be her turn again soon to receive the majority of the attention. And in the meantime, hearing Arya's encouragement wasn't nothing.

"Yessssssss, suck my cock sis! Mmmmmm yeah, suck it good and get it nice and ready for your precious Margaery's arse!" Arya gleefully encouraged, "Oh yeah, take every inch! Yes, take it all! Every single inch down your throat Yes, get it ready for me to share Margaery's arse with our new Queen. Oooooooooh yes, we're going to share her like we shared you. You like the sound of that, don't you? Ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh you do, mmmmmm fuck. And maybe, just maybe, we'll share you after. Like we've been doing for weeks you hot little whore! Yeahhhhhhh, suck it, suck your sister's cock, mmmmmm Gods yes, suck it sis! Oh fuck Sansa, oh fuck!"

"That's more than enough for Margaery's whore cunt." Daenerys quipped before almost casually telling the Tyrell, "Mmmmmm, so Margaery... go and ride your little friend for us. And make sure to put on a good show."

"Yes your grace."Margaery replied, quickly and eagerly doing as she was told.

After a few brief moments of normality Sansa found herself on her back with Margaery crawling in between her legs with a smirk on her face. That part was normal, the fact that Margaery then started sucking HER cock certainly wasn't. But it was hot, and felt way better than Sansa would have possibly thought, even if that only made her happy that this was what her lovers felt whenever she did this for them.

Especially as the pleasure was both mental and physical, Sansa unable to describe the thrill of Margaery not only bobbing her head up and down her cock, but effortlessly deep throating the entire length. And even that couldn't compare to the mental high of what came next, namely Margaery Tyrell riding her cock.

It was truly beyond words to have her first love Margaery Tyrell, the first person to dominate her in a way that she actually liked, to straddle Sansa's waist, line up the entrance to her pussy with Sansa's cock, and then effortlessly push herself down on the full length of the man-made meat.

Then after a few long seconds to savour that feeling Margaery began to ride the cock, grinning wickedly down at her almost the entire time. Which Margaery was permitted to do for several long minutes, the other more dominant women just enjoying the show, until Arya snuck up behind Margaery and shoved a couple of fingers up her arse. Or at least Sansa guess that was what happened, given the look on Margaery's face, and the way in which she cried out loudly.

"You like that, huh?" Arya taunted with a wicked grin.

"Gods yes, mmmmmmm, fuck me!" Margaery moaned, "Please my Lady, give me more."

"If you insist..." Arya chuckled, and happily obliged by shoving another finger up there. Then after a little butt pumping she turned her attention to her Queen and asked, "So, Daenerys Stormborn, are you ready to get a piece of this hot ass?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Daenerys grinned, slowly approaching her pray.

Daenerys smirked at the fact that without needing to be asked Sansa reached round and spread Margaery's ass cheeks, giving the Dragon Queen all the access she needed, if only Arya would get out of the way. Then again this could be seen as a team effort by the Starks to make sure Margaery was nice and ready for her, and was then properly presented to her. And Daenerys had to admit, it was quite a delightful sight.

So much so that she didn't even think about complaining as Arya took another minute or two to finger Margaery's bottom before pulling that finger out and sucking it clean, grinning as she did so. She also moaned with pleasure as she tasted her dear friend's butt, and because Daenerys then wasted no time pressing her cock against that forbidden hole and pushing forwards.

To her credit Daenerys went nice and slowly despite her eagerness, which of course was totally unnecessary because Margaery had already gleefully confessed to being an anal whore, one almost as big as Sansa, and the current Queen didn't think that the former Queen would lie to her about such a thing. Nor Arya.

Not considering what was at stake. And sure enough, this anal whore actually let out a gasp of joy as her most private hole began stretching for a cock, and then let out a cry of mostly pleasure when her back hole stretched wide enough for the head of the toy to enter it and pushed deep into her butt. Which in turn caused the Dragon Queen to grin sadistically, and then compliment the assassin on her fine work. Or perhaps luck.

"Wow... another anal whore who moans just from getting her ass stuffed with cock." Daenerys mumbled with disbelief, before briefly tearing her eyes away from the beautiful sight of Margaery's ass stretching for her to look at Arya, "You must truly be highly skilled at butt bitch training. Mmmmmm, or have the most exquisite luck at finding the most deprived ass sluts in the Seven Kingdoms."

"Can't it be both?" Arya cheeked.

"Perhaps." Daenerys said dismissively, returning her attention that task at hand.

"Maybe you could find out for yourself someday." Arya pushed her luck.

Glaring at this Daenerys once again returned her full attention to Arya and growled, "Perhaps. Or you will find out just how truly skilled I am at it."

In response Arya simply gave her a taunting grin as if to say 'we'll see', which also made Daenerys want to put this tiny girl in her place right now. However when the time came she didn't want to take Arya by force. No, she wanted the warrior to give herself to her willingly. Or at least be a result of outsmarting her. For now she would concentrate on Margaery Tyrell, someone she had waited almost just as long to butt fuck.

Oh yes, this perfect little bottom deserved all of her attention, and she intended to give it to her, perhaps especially as she began pushing forwards, causing inch after inch of cock to disappear into that cute little ass hole, which continued to be on perfect display thanks to Sansa Stark.

Further proving that she was in fact an anal whore Margaery took every inch of that dick without a single complaint. In fact she gasped, whimpered and moaned as her butt was slowly stuffed, to the delight of Daenerys. Then came the wonderful moment that thighs came to rest against ass cheeks, announcing that every single inch of Daenerys's cock was deep within the former Queen's forbidden passage.

Something which the current Queen chose to savour for a few long seconds, maybe even a full minute, before starting to pump her hips back and forth, and thus officially beginning to sodomise a Queen. Oh yes, this was one Queen putting another in her place, making Daenerys quiver with sadistic glee.

Margaery hadn't been exaggerating her moans of pleasure, but there had also been initially pain and discomfort from having her forbidden passage violated and stretched far beyond what it was designed for. But once the rhythmic pumping got underway her rectum quickly relaxed, partly because Arya had done a masterful job of turning her into an anal craving whore, but also because the Dragon Queen was easily as skilled a butt buster as her precious Lady Arya.

Something that Arya did a poor job of hiding that she was annoyed by, something that Margaery couldn't help but find cute. Of course she also liked it because it was a good indication that the tiny Dom was about to join the fun.

Sure enough Arya moved forward and firmly told the Queen, "My turn."

While keeping her focus on Margaery's ass hole stretching for her cock, which was still on perfect display for her thanks to the former Queen spreading her cheeks, Daenerys dismissed the request, "In a minute."

"Or I can shove my cock up your arse? Fuck her through you?" Arya offered with a cheeky smile, which finally got the attention of the Dragon Queen, who gave her a look which would probably terrify most people, but Arya just added, "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Daenerys glared, "I'd like to see you try."

"Would you?" Arya asked, then after a few tense seconds placated, "Please your grace, can we save this for another day? I mean, look at that arse! Doesn't it deserve our full attention?"

"Perhaps you are right." Daenerys admitted, glancing back at Margaery, "No, you are. Mmmmmm yessssssss, my predecessor deserves our full attention to be paid to all her beautiful little fuck holes, and we shall now ensure that. So please, take her arse. I shall have my fun with her mouth."

"Thank you your grace." Arya smirked.

While Margaery was nowhere near as submissive as her beloved Sansa she had to admit it was thrilling to be talked about like she was nothing but a piece of meat which the two other women were sharing, like she had no say in the matter. Perhaps they thought that was actually the case. That she wasn't doing this by choice. But no, Margaery was having fun submitting, but it was a means to an end, namely for continued access to Sansa Stark.

And admittedly Arya Stark. And now even better, Daenerys Targaryen too. Which made it easier when Daenerys pulled out of her ass, and for once Arya left her butt empty and unloved, just so she could be the one to officially start the triple stuffing. Although it helped that Daenerys was almost instantly kneeling in front of her, and pressing the cock which had just been deep in her ass to her lips.

"Suck it." Daenerys ordered, and then moaned when Margaery wrapped her pretty lips around the head of that dick and began greedily sucking it, "Ohhhhhhhh yessssssss, suck that cock like a whore Lady Margaery. Suck it for your Queen. The true Queen. Oh yes, you, and the one that came after you, were only just pretenders. Usurpers. I was always the true ruler, and now you're proving it by sucking my cock clean of your butt cream you filthy bitch! Oh yes, suck that cock just like you were trained. Take it deep into your mouth and down your throat! Get every drop of your anal juices you little ass to mouth whore! Oh fuck yes, mmmmmm fuck!"

Only too happy to do as she was told Margaery showed off her impressive blow job skills, moaning first at the flavour of her own bottom, then with delight as her bottom was once again violated by a large fake cock, officially meaning that she was triple stuffed for the very first time. And it was everything Sansa had said it was, and more.

Gods, it felt so wonderfully intimate, and hot, to be not only filled with the women she loved the most, but the Dragon Queen. All three holes stuffed at the same time. And of course Arya and Daenerys constantly switched places so Margaery was always tasting her own ass cream. Which made Margaery want to live in this moment forever, but sadly that wasn't to be. Partly because they just didn't have the stamina for that, and soon the urge to cum became overwhelming.

Margaery fought that urge for as long as she could, and to her credit she lasted longer than she thought she would, but ultimately on one of the changeovers she pleaded, "Make me cum! Oh Gods, please make me cum! Please your grace, mmmmmmm, my Lady, oooooooh, I love getting fucked by you all, ohhhhhhhh, but now I need to cum! Please, I need it! I need it so bad! Please, please, please, ohhhhhhhh yessssssss, fuck me, fuck all my holes! Ohhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh, pound them hard and deep and make me cum! Fuck my cunt, mmmmmm, fuck my arse, mmmmmmm, fuck my mouth, oh fuck! Oh Arya! Sansa! Daenerys! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeessssssssss, fuck me, ohhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk yessssssss, oh Gods!"

Clearly impatient the Dragon Queen impaled her ass far sooner than Margaery would have guessed. Not that she was complaining. In fact she thanked the Targaryen Queen very loudly by continuing to cry out in pleasure, and trying to encourage her verbally for as long as she could, but ultimately she just couldn't stop herself from becoming incoherent.

Shortly after that she was sent over the edge of a powerful climax, helped out by the fact that Arya stuffed her cock back into her mouth, making sure that Margaery was triple stuffed when she came. Sadly that didn't last very long, but first Daenerys and then Arya made sure she had multiple orgasms, which was even better than she was used to as it was two alpha females ravaging her bottom, instead of just one.

Arya pushed her cock into Margaery's mouth to intensify her lover's first orgasm, but it was also kind of helping Daenerys out, and she didn't want the Dragon Queen in any way to be able to claim she had outdone the Assassin. Also Arya didn't particularly want a distraction from watching Margaery cumming all over Sansa's cock.

Oh yes, Arya did her best to focus on just how beautiful Margaery looked when she was cumming on a cock in her cunt, while at the same time there was a cock in her arse. Or at least she tried. Ultimately she couldn't help notice how adorably jealous Sansa looked, or how beautiful and powerful the dangerous Dragon Queen looked as she pounded the former Queen's forbidden passage.

Despite her best efforts Arya couldn't deny that she was impressed by Daenerys Targaryen. In moments like this she wasn't just a Queen, she was a goddess. There was no other way to describe her, and Arya yearned to give her the same treatment they were now giving Margaery, and had been relentlessly giving Sansa's slutty little body the past few weeks. And in that moment, Arya promised before this war was truly over, it would happen.
Which was a point that she and Daenerys locked eyes, almost like the Dragon Queen could read minds. Then with a smirk Daenerys squeezed one more orgasm out of Margaery, and probably herself, and then pulled out of the arse in front of her and moved aside, giving Arya her turn.

Quickly capitalising on this Arya moved round until she was properly positioned, and then pretty much slammed the entire length of her dick up Margaery's arse in one hard thrust. Luckily Margaery's most private hole was gaping wide open after Daenerys had just brutalised it, so not only was the penetration easy but Margaery actually cried out in mostly pleasure.

Which continue to be the case as Arya started bumming the older woman, quickly picking up the pace until she was giving her bitch everything she had. Oh yes, the sound of her thighs smacking against Margaery's arse cheeks were almost as loud as the poor politician's screams of ecstasy as Arya made her cum over and over again. Easily as much as Daenerys had, if not more.

It was of course only a matter of time before Arya came too, and although she stayed uncharacteristically quiet so she could put all her focus on holding back her orgasm and pounding the hell out of Margaery's arse ultimately it just became too much for her. The most annoying part was as the end of the toy cock bashing against her clit and the sheer joy of sodomising another woman Arya went over the edge while locking eyes with a smirking Daenerys Targaryen.

Which means that initial orgasm wasn't quite as satisfying, but luckily the ones that followed it easily made up for that, Arya was again squeezing every ounce of pleasure out of them both, and probably Sansa too, that she could before collapsing down onto the sweaty body beneath her.

Then after a few long seconds Daenerys begrudgingly admitted, "Nice work Lady Arya."

"Thank you, your grace." Arya beamed, the two of them actually sharing a nice moment for once before Arya smacked Margaery's arse and ordered, "Spread your cheeks bitch! Show us our handiwork."

"Yes my Lady." Margaery gasped as she did as she was told.

Margaery struggled to say the words, and obey them, but she felt that was understandable given what her body had just gone through. In fact obeying them at all was a testament to how dedicated she was to obeying her new Queen, and more importantly her Lady Arya, not that she would ever admit that in Daenerys's presence.

The point was that even though she was tired and her body ached, especially her poor ass hole, Margaery pushed her butt into the air, reached back and slowly spread her cheeks, exposing her thoroughly gaped back hole. Which she had to admit, gave her a twisted thrill. She was Margaery Tyrell of High Garden, three times crowned Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, and here she was exposing herself in this lewd way, just to please the women who had just thoroughly defiled her. And they weren't done yet.

"Nice work your grace." Arya admitted proudly as she stared at their combined handiwork.

"Thank you." Daenerys smiled softly, before quickly adding, "It is a nice gape, but I couldn't have done it without you."

"I highly doubt that." Arya admitted softly, the two women briefly staring at each other, before the Stark added, "Shall we have Margaery clean our cocks?"

"Lets." Daenerys agreed with the Stark.

"Oh please my Lady, your grace... may I please suck one of your cocks?" Sansa timidly spoke up, surprising the other women with her boldness, "Margaery has been rewarded so much already, and I desperately want to taste her."

At first Daenerys just raised an eyebrow at this, then she turned to Arya and asked, "What do you think?"

Arya looked thoughtful for a second, and then pointed out, "Well, she did ask nicely."

"That she did." Daenerys softly agreed, staring at Sansa for a few more long seconds before smiling, "Very well, but you must allow Margaery to clean your cock first. And share her juices afterwards."

"Yes your grace, thank you your grace." Sansa replied enthusiastically.

"Yes your grace, thank you your grace." Margaery replied almost as enthusiastically.

The truth was that Margaery was a little upset that she was denied the chance of being greedy, although it was a fleeting thought, as putting a happy smile on Sansa Stark's pretty face more than made up for it. Just as importantly she would get the chance to kiss her soon enough.

Which she thankfully had the freedom to do now whenever she wanted, as long as they were in private no one else was using Sansa's mouth, but it was always nice to feed one of her lovers girl cum. For that matter there was something to be said for sucking Sansa's cock, even if that did mean pulling her cunt off of it and slowly moving her aching body down so she could wrap her lips around that dick.

While part of Margaery would have liked that blow job and the kiss to last a little bit longer it was far more important to please the dominant women waiting patiently for her, especially as she wanted them to double team her again soon. Or better yet, use Sansa to triple team her, like they had just done, as that was truly may be the best thing Margaery Tyrell had received in her entire life.

Besides, soon as they moved away from each other both she and Sansa were able to get into position in front of Daenerys and Arya, take the cocks which had just taken turns pummelling Margaery's butt into their mouths again and eagerly sucking on them, moaning shamelessly as they did so, as they both loved the taste of ass, with this particular ass being Margaery's favourite. Or maybe second to Sansa's wonderful rear.

Of course the well rested Sansa beat her to it, and of course chose her sister's cock to suck, but giving the Dragon Queen a blow job was quite the honour, and Margaery relished in further debasing herself for Daenerys Targaryen. Sadly she did not have all of Daenerys Targaryen's attention, which was clear without looking up. There was no encouragement, no hands on the back of her head stroking her hair, no nothing.

Hells, not even Sansa had her sister's attention. Instead the two tops were staring at each other with a weird expression on their faces, both Arya Stark and Daenerys Targaryen silently acknowledging they now had a mutual respect for each other, but that didn't really matter, as they were both determined that in the end there would be only one top, and in the end it would be them.