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When I heard the young king give the command "tie her up to the racks" I diligently entered the room. Working for him meant obeying without hesitation, talking back or further inquiring. One of his guard commanders had assigned me and some other young women of the court the task of "special guard" who would deal with senior female guests who preferred not having male strangers around them. We fought at times, pretty well, but most of our duties were diplomatic and discreet.
This had been prepared for two days. Of course he did not want to have any male hand molesting his future queen, play toy or bullying target subject to the daily mood. My commands had been clear. Tickle her until she breaks and make her the laughing stock of the palace. Make her spill some ridiculous secret. Did he really say that? I would do my task, and enjoy tickling this overly proud child from the northern countries.
My long blond hair and my feminine body was well hidden under the guard uniform. I wheeled a wheel barrow with three plates on it, the tickling and light torture items on open display. King Joffrey screamed "Let the torture begin". Lady Sansa's eyes spotted me and widened in fear. She certainly mistook me for a female guard from the distance and squirmed in her tied up position above the assembly. I should not have been astonished that I had a good number of spectators. King Joffrey preferred to deliver public humiliation lessons. I was better for me to make this a good one. Otherwise I might end up downstairs on the same rack.
Sansa's position was Y-shaped, with the rack tilted back 45 degrees. Her ankles were strapped tightly to the frame while her feet, clad in proper satin tights and ballerina shoes, dangled freely. Only her ankles and feet were level with my chest, while the rest of the poor tied up young girl was raised so high that everybody had a good view of her upper body and expected facial reaction.
When I arrived next to her I heard her sigh, glad that I was at least female when I would lay my hands on her. In order to make this clear to everybody I removed my helmet to expose my blond hair to the audience. Some wolf-whistled but went instantly quiet when King Joffrey gave them a stern look. Sansa knew better than to fight in her precarious position. Hence I easily removed her left shoe and placed it on the floor next to me. Now I had a foot right in front of me, delicate and unable to move an inch. I drew my index finger over her sole. Sansa's body tensed and she squealed "Iiiiiiiiieeek". This would be an easy task for me.
As a last minute decision I took from my wheel barrow a
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