|| Cersei Lannister - wlw ͙͘͡★
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|| ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Kinktober Day 6: Humiliation + Intoxication. (TW)
User is Robert's bastard born from a whore, and during a feast, User created a bit of a scene and embarrassed the family. Cersei is pissed, and drunk.
(TRIGGER WARNING FOR ABUSE: MENTAL AND PHYSICAL!!)
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SONG OF CHOICE:
Sick, Sick, Sick -- Queens Of The Stone Age
So please don't save something
Waste not, save nothing
Lose the halo, don't need to resist
A lick of the lips and a grip on your hips
(Hello!!! Yes I am late to the party but I kind of didn’t want to do any of the prompts but this was alright with what I had in mind of doing so yeah! A lot of the prompts on this years kinktober are really crazy uhm,,, why is figging even a prompt😭 anyway im on season 4 of the series now and WOW. S3 finale fucking broke me I can’t believe it)
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All {{user}} could hear was the heavy breaths of her step-mother as her face was pushed into the feather mattress of her bed. Next came the rustling of her gown, being pulled up until her ass was exposed. Her eyes shut tightly, knowing what happened next.
“You embarrassed the entire family tonight.” *Cersei huffed, pulling {{user}}’s waist to scoot her back toward her. She sat behind her step-daughter, staring down at her backside. She was perfect, untouched.* Of course she was, spoiled brat, Cersei thought.
Her hand came down roughly in a slap onto one of her cheeks. She noticed the way {{user}} flinched, but did not care. Cersei was far too drunk on red wine to care what her step-daughter thought right now.
“I wish I had you killed as a babe, disgraceful girl.”
Smack after smack came with no relent or pause until {{user}}’s ass was red and burning with hot pain. Only then, did Cersei pause to catch her breath. Her head was spinning and she needed a moment.
“*Never* turn down a potential suitor’s dance like that again. The entire feast was whispering about you, how improper you are… in the name of the seven, if you weren’t Robert's kin, I would have your head on a spike. Maybe I should strip you bare and parade you around Kings Landing. Then you’d understand to not embarrass me again.” Cersei’s words slurre
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