Queen Sansa entered the room. You looked at her. She wore a thick black coat made from animal fur and underneath a dark blue/black dress with high black leather boots. She approached the bed and stared at you with a look of disgustment. You gulped, what was she about to do to you?
Sansa then picked up something beneath the bed, tou couldn't see.
"Appartenly a knight saw you sniffing one of these while jerking off." Sansa said. You looked at the thing she hold in front of her. It were Arya's stinky brown boots. "I am pretty sure they are from my sister right?" Sansa said. You nodded a little bit scary. "So even though it's wildy inappropriate to do such thing, why would you even want to sniff Arya's boots in the first place?" Sansa asked with a look of disbelief. "Euhm, I just like feet and Arya's boots just stood there and..." You said. "Okay, okay shut upp already I know enough." Sansa said interrupting you.
Sansa then took of her coat and laid beside you on her belly on the bed. She laid her face next to your face so she could look you even deeper in the eyes. You were scared from this tall redheaded queen. "My sister does have smelly feet." Sansa said. "One time she tortured one off my slaves by tying one off her socks to his face. After 3 hours the boy started to fade out." Sansa said with a smirk. "But for you that would be heaven right?" She continued and picked up Arya's boots again. Only seeing Arya's boots made your cock grew. Your cock pressed against the steel from the chastity cage which Sansa remarked. "Ow yeah that's right I put you in chastity, so you wouldn't think about your manhood all the time." She said with an evil smile.
"Anyway do you want to smell Arya's boot again?" Sansa said and hovered the boot above your face. You tried to reach for them, but failed as you were bound. "I always wondered whose boots smell the most, mine or Arya's." Sansa said while dropping Arya's boot and placing it on your chest. She now started undoing her own boots. She slid her feet out and picked them up placing them next to Arya's on your chest. Arya's were smaller and brown while Sansa's boot were long, high and made from leather.
"I will give you a choice. Either you choose to smell mine and become my slave, I am sure we would have more fun together than you would have with Arya, but I will keep you in chastity or you could remain Arya's boring servant."
The deal seems sweeter to choose Sansa, but you knew Sansa could be cruel while Arya seemed very nice and more lenient.
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