Lynesse Hightower
Chapter 35: Lynesse Hightower
While Desmera Bolton slumbered upon his bed, Robert retired to his
desk and went through the correspondences that had recently
arrived from King's Landing.
There was a missive from Cersei informing him that Margaery had
invited a few other noble women from the Reach and was preparing
them for when he returned. Though the official story was that the
women had arrived to attend the Crown Prince's upcoming nuptials.
In response, Cersei had asked Tyrion to bring a female party of the
Westerlands using the same ruse. His wife also spoke of how the
High Septon and the Faith were subtly trying to undermine Lady
Melisandre and her fellow preachers. A move that was being made
under the guidance and support of the Reach lords.
A similar letter written by Margaery was also in his stack of
correspondence in which the Rose of Highgarden explained her
invitation to young maidens of the Reach as a response to Cersei
and Tyrion's recruitment of Westerland maidens for the King's
harem. His doe-eyed mistress voiced her concerns that the Queen
and Lady Melisandre were making hostile moves against the Faith in
order to spread the faith of the Red God.
For two women who loathe each other, both Cersei and Margaery
were quite similar. Though, in this particular instance, Robert knew
which of the two was being truthful.
'Both the Lions and the Roses were waging a battle to dominate his
bed,' Robert mused. 'It does not matter because he will be the victor
in the end.'
There was also a letter from Varys which enclosed a report from
Jorah Mormont, detailing the movements of the last known
Dragonspawn, Daenerys Targaryen who after the death of her horse lord husband had somehow managed to hatch three dragons. After
sacking Qarth, the girl was now considering journeying to Slaver's
Bay to acquire an army.
His spymaster also informed of his concerns regarding Jorah's
loyalty and his growing attachment to the Targaryen girl. Jorah was
fine warrior but when it came to a pretty face, he was just as much a
fool as any other man, in Robert's opinion. Varys's concerns were
not completely baseless if the tales of Daenerys's beauty held any
truth.
That fool Mormont had ruined his life and ended up in exile because
he wanted to please a woman before. There was no guarantee that
he might not change his allegiance yet again, if he thought there was
a chance that he could end up in the Targaryen whore's bed.
Perhaps, there might be a way to exploit Mormont's weakness in his
favor, Robert thought to himself and penned a letter containing
instructions back to the capital. He also penned a letter back to his
trusted agents in the capital so that steps could be taken to avert
another religious war from breaking out.
Thoughts of the disgraced Mormont brought his former wife, Lynesse
Hightower to Robert's mind and the role he had played in arranging
her marriage to Jorah and the unfortunate series of events that
proceeded it in the following years.
It had been barely nine years since Robert had overthrown the
Dragons and just as a relative peace had settled in, Balon Greyjoy
had decided the test the strength of Robert's rule by proclaiming
himself King of the Iron Isles and launching attacks along the
western coast of Westeros.
Robert would have exterminated the entire Greyjoy line but after the
council of his dear friend, Ned, he had shown leniency and spared
the surviving Greyjoys with the condition that Balon's last son would
live as a hostage in Winterfell, to ensure that the Ironborn would not
entertain any more notions of independence and rebellion.
A feast was raging on within a massive manse in Lannisport. Though
to be honest, it seemed that all of Lannisport was engaged in
merriment, to celebrate the Crown's victory over the Ironborn. The
tourney thrown by Tywin Lannister at Lannisport had concluded that
very day, with the newly knighted, Ser Jorah Mormont emerging as
the winner of the joust.
What was more interesting was that the newly knighted Northern
warrior had crowned Lynesse Hightower as his Queen of Love and
Beauty. The blonde beauty was the youngest daughter of Lord
Leyton Hightower, the Lord of Oldtown.
It was no mystery as to why the heir to Bear Isle had chosen the fair
Hightower beauty as his Queen. Despite being twice Lynesse's age
and a widower, the stern Northern knight was at his core an ordinary
man.
Robert knew that Northerners tended to view themselves as a
people who were driven by honor and duty who preferred a simple
life in comparison to lavish excesses of their southern counterparts.
And that would have been true, if they all were like Robert's friend
and foster brother, Ned Stark, but alas they weren't and Jorah
Mormont was a prime example.
The astonishing detail was that the young maiden seemed to
reciprocate the elder and grizzled knight's affection and attraction.
'The Bear and the Maiden fair indeed,' Robert could not help but
chuckle when the thought passed through his mind.
However, Lynesse's family did not find amusement in this situation.
An understandable response when one considered that not only was
Lynesse's elder sister wed to the Lord Paramount of the Reach but
House Hightower was one of the richest and most powerful houses
in the realm. They had wealth and influence that could rival that of
Robert's good family, the arrogant and prideful lions.
While House Mormont was an ancient and respected house of the
North and Jorah was its future lord, they did not possess wealth and
influence to a level that would have been acceptable to the
Hightowers.
However, Lord Leyton justified his opposition to his youngest
daughter's love affair by stating that no father wished to see his
daughter wed to a man who was not only several years her senior
but a widower as well. Despite it being a more than common
occurrence in Westerosi society.
At least that's what Robert had learned from the Hightower maiden
when she approached him during the feast and requested to speak
in a private setting, to solicit his aid in convincing her family of the
match.
And so, the duo discreetly slipped out while everyone else was busy
feasting and drinking. Lynesse led her way up the stairs with Robert
following her at a noticeable distance. She walked slowly up the
stairs, with her skirts riding up on her, to reveal her panties and
stockings. Robert saw that she was wearing a sexy black thong
which looked completely delicious.
The two of them made their way inside a vacant bedchamber within
a separate wing of the manse. This part of the residence was
practically empty as everyone had gathered in the main halls and
courtyards to enjoy the celebrations.
During their walk and shared conversation, Robert got the distinct
impression that the love tale of Jorah Mormont and Lynesse
Hightower was more accurately a tale of lust and stubbornness.
While Jorah's feelings were clearly based on his attraction to
Lynesse's youth and beauty, the Hightower maid's own feelings were
a product of her desire to rebel against her family and their plans for
her, more than any love or attraction that she may have held for the
Northern knight.
"I believe this is what is needed to convince you of my case, your
grace," Lynesse stated as she propped her leg on the bed, while
running her hand sensually down it.
"I've always had a weakness for strong, older men as well a good
but rough fuck," Lynesse added as she turned her attention to
Robert.
Her intent could not be any clearer but Robert needed to be certain
of a few details, so that he would not later find himself embroiled in a
scandal.
"Lady Lynesse, let us speak plainly on what you wish from me and
what you are willing to offer in return," Robert said with a knowing
smirk.
"I don't know how much clearer I could be, your grace," Lynesse
replied with a teasing smile. "Look, I'm no innocent maiden. I've had
my share of fun, much to my family's dismay and annoyance."
"They would see me wed to any man that could provide them with
any increase in power and influence. It does not matter if he were a
green boy or an old senile fool," she added in a huff. "I will not be a
pawn in their games and my sweet Northern bear is my way to be
free of them."
"Jorah knows that I'm no maiden but he is either blinded by his love
or lust for me to care. So, here's my offer, you will grant our union
you're blessing and in return, I will give you a night to remember for
the rest of your life," Lynesse said in plain but seductive tone.
Robert was a bit surprised by Lynesse's brash and frank attitude but
those feelings were overridden by his admiration for her blunt nature,
which reminded him of his beloved Lyanna. As well as his lust to bed
a comely beauty.
And so, he promptly reached forward and grabbed Lynesse, before
pushing her down onto the bed. The young girl squealed excitedly as
Robert tipped her back on the bed and his mouth found the side of
her neck, nipping and licking at it.
"Oh, that's it, your grace, that's it," Lynesse breathed while Robert
ran his hands down her body before switching to rubbing her dainty
legs.
Lynesse closed her eyes and felt a rush of pleasure brought about
as Robert's hands maneuvered their way all around her thighs,
feeling the supple firmness that she had to offer. He reached forward
and began to work her dress over her head. This action caused
Lynesse's beautiful blonde locks to be thrown into disarray but
Robert was unconcerned by this fact, all he was concerned with at
the moment was unraveling this sexy blonde beauty.
Robert drank in every single inch of her natural beauty and enjoyed
it; oh, he enjoyed the buffet of delicious flesh that was before him.
Her pert but generously sized breasts were encased in a scantily thin
black bra. He placed his hands on her and traced down her body
towards her flat stomach area that was devoid of any unwanted fat,
before reaching her panties which already had a damp spot on them.
"How nice, you're ready for me," Robert remarked but Lynesse lifted
up with her foot and rubbed the bulge in his breeches with her toe.
"I see you're ready too," Lynesse stated as with great effort and skill,
she managed to undo his breeches with her feet. Robert helped her
out, pulling it down the rest of the way, so that the games could truly
begin.
Lynesse rested back on the bed on her elbows and placed her feet
on either side of his cock. She used her heel to tease his balls before
she used the toes of her right feet to work over the head.
"Damn, woman, you are something else entirely," Robert breathed
hotly and Lynesse smiled.
"Sit back and enjoy the ride, your grace," Lynesse stated as she
used her feet to work over his cock a little bit, building up the
suspense.
After she got him worked up, she rubbed her big toe up and down
the length, tracing the outline. Robert was amazed as her feet rolled
up and down his cock. She used her right foot and then her left foot
and then she used both of her feet to stimulate him.
"Damn," Robert grunted as Lynesse rubbed her feet up and down his
meat shaft, giving him an extremely skilled footjob.
"Got to wear down that giant beast before it ravages my pussy,"
Lynesse said to him with a lustful purr as she kept working him over
with her feet.
Robert closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations of her feet
stroking him up and down. Yes, this was extremely amazing, her soft
elegant arches that worked patterns up and down him. She worked
over his cock with flawless skill and slid aside her panties to show
him a hint of her tantalizing pussy lips, dripping with arousal for him.
"Oh, Robert, you're so big, I can't wait to have you in me," Lynesse
breathed as she used her feet to stroke him up and down.
She slid her panties down even more, revealing her dripping mound
before cupping herself, working her fingers deep into her center. She
was pleasuring herself at the thought of pleasuring him. Her nipples
stuck out from the other end of her black bra when she felt Robert's
hands roam her legs, giving them slight caresses to enhance her
pleasure.
With this encouragement, Lynesse picked up the pace a little bit,
working his cock up and down with her feet, stroking him, teasing
him, and taunting every single bit that he had.
"Oh, that's it, that's it," Robert breathed as Lynesse used her sexy
feet to rub him up and down.
"That's it, cum for me," Lynesse panted.
Robert, as always, was a tough nut to crack and Lynesse used her
feet to give him the most pleasure. She wanted to see his thick seed
coating her feet as it dribbled down. Her pussy burned with the
thought of that as she kept stroking him up and down, and kept up
the pace. She was getting him closer to the edge, she could feel it.
All she needed was a bit more.
The blue-eyed King closed his eyes, he was about ready to come
undone, just a few more strokes of her amazing feet and she was
about to have him. His throbbing member squashed between her
arches, that was the most amazing thing.
"Cumming," Robert breathed in a lustful moan as she kept working
her arches up and down him.
"Yes, Robert, cum, cum for me," Lynesse chanted to him as she kept
stroking him up and down towards his completion.
His groin tightened and then his orgasm hit hard. His cock spurted
even more cum than normal as it splattered her sexy feet. Several
thick explosions of cum covered her feet, the thick creamy essence
rolled down her feet.
Lynesse reached for her cum covered feet and took her fingers,
before she trailed her tongue across them. She stuck her fingers
deep into her mouth and slowly began to suck her King's cum off of
them. The blonde maiden threw her head back and moaned lustfully,
before licking them clean.
"Mmm, mmm, good," Lynesse panted as she was really sucking his
seed off of her fingers. She slipped one finger into her mouth and
started to clean it off with her tongue, licking and slurping.
Robert watched Lynesse, as she slid her bra slide off and decided
that he had enough of her teasing.
Lynesse let out a surprised yelp as Robert grabbed her around the
waist and pushed her to the bed, before he pinned her arms back
and hovered his throbbing cock over her entrance.
"Your grace, are you going to do it?" Lynesse asked him.
Robert smiled before he used his throbbing cock head to tease her
entrance. This action in turn caused Lynesse's eyes to widen as he
started to kiss down the side of her neck, before he reached her
breast. He took the nipple into her mouth and started to suck on it.
"Robert, please," Lynesse panted as she felt his cock against her
entrance but it did not penetrate her just yet.
Robert lavished her breasts with his mouth and kept up with the
activities on her.
"ROBERT!" Lynesse yelled before he used his hands to work her
tits, before squeezing them.
Lynesse's pussy burned with desire and his throbbing cock teased
her entrance a little bit more. He used his cock to torment her as her
anticipation built up.
"What?" Robert asked to Lynesse before his smile widened and he
leaned towards her ear, to whisper in it. "Do you want it?"
"Yes, yes, I want it, Lynesse begged as Robert hovered over her
entrance.
Robert smiled as he kept teasing her with his throbbing cock.
"What do you really want?" Robert asked Lynesse.
She had teased him quite well with her skilled feet and now it was
his turn.
"I want your cock in me, I can't stand it anymore," Lynesse breathed
as Robert used his hands to manipulate her breasts and squeeze
them with even more skill.
Her pussy was burning with even greater desire as Robert hovered
around her. He teased her a few more times before slamming his
cock into her. She breathed heavily as she felt Robert's length
penetrate her centre. The youngest daughter of the Lord of Oldtown
lifted her hips to meet his incoming thrusts, feeling it hit her pleasure
spot, causing sexual fire to erupt through her body and her pussy to
burn with even more desire.
"Yes, yes, yes," Lynesse panted as he slammed into her pussy.
"You belong to me, don't you?" Robert asked as he grabbed her tits.
"You act like a slut, eating my cum like that, well I'm going to treat
you like a slut."
"Yes Robert, yes, I'm your slut, fuck me like one," Lynesse moaned
as she felt his cock entering her with rapid fire thrusts. "Fuck me
senseless."
Robert sped up his thrusts, working into her tight pussy. Despite her
youth, Lynesse had amassed a wide range of experience in carnal
matters and learned that she had a taste for the good hard fucking.
Her Northern Bear had given it to her during their few chance
encounters and now King Robert was currently giving her a more
vigorous experience. Her walls tightened around him and the King of
Westeros hammered into her.
Lynesse was squeezing him tightly and it felt so good for Robert, his
thrusts penetrated inside her and he kept working into her, thrusting
into her, making her his. The blonde lifted her hips to meet his
incoming thrusts.
Robert ran his hands all over her body and caused her pleasure to
increase with a series of amazing strokes as he ravished her body.
The young maiden pushed her hips up towards him and he speared
back down into her in response.
"Yes, keep it up, more. Fuck!"
Lynesse moaned, feeling that she was really losing her mind as
Robert's throbbing member slammed into her over and over again.
She lifted her hips and met his incoming thrusts, allowing his
member to penetrate into her. She closed her eyes and her pussy
tightened around him, feeling the tight pussy rub him up and down.
"Yes, that's it, that's it," Lynesse panted before Robert hammered
into her.
"Damn you're so tight, love your tits, I'm going to take them as my
own," Robert breathed before he cupped his hands around her
breasts and kept pumping himself into her.
Lynesse thought that was amazing, as his cock continued to work
into her. Her mind felt the unbridled passion that only an amazing
fuck could give her. She felt his member drilling into her, her pussy
tightening around her. The blonde panted as she pushed her breasts
into his hands and he squeezed them before burying his head into
them.
Robert was enjoying himself indulging in her glorious tits while
feeling the warmth of her pussy that hugged his cock. Her pussy was
ravaged by his member before ramming into her dripping wet pussy.
He kept up the pace as he worked into her more and more.
As the time ticked by, they were moving into the home stretch while
Robert continued to work around her, kissing her large breasts and
plunging his cock deep into her depths as it squeezed him tightly.
"Robert, cumming so hard," Lynesse breathed as her pussy
convulsed as it wrapped around his member.
Robert penetrated into her walls before he sped up, going as hard as
he could.
Lynesse had been blessed with a good deal of natural stamina, that
coupled with her prior experiences helped her to hang in there with
Robert. Her legs wrapped around Robert as he pushed her into her.
The King slammed into her pussy and thrust deep into her center
with his throbbing cock working into her.
After a few more thrusts, he felt his climax coming and sped up the
passes, working into her center. He worked into her pussy at great
speed as Lynesse lifted her hips up to meet him with each passing.
Her walls tightened around him.
"Damn it," Robert breathed as he shot his load into her.
Lynesse let out a shrieking moan and struggled to keep up through
the final pass and Robert pumped his load into her, sucking on her
tits. She saw stars as she used his ramming strength to milk him to
the edge, before passing out for a brief period.
Once both of them had sufficiently recovered, Robert rose from the
bed and started to get dressed while Lynesse lazily lounged about it
in the sheets of the bed.
"Lynesse, my sweet vixen, I will speak to both your father and Ned to
help ensure your nuptials with Ser Mormont receive approval,"
Robert said as he fastened his breeches. "But I musk ask that are
you sure that you wish to marry into minor noble house of the far
north."
Robert went onto explain that while passion was important, a
marriage needed more than that to be successful. He elaborated on
how different both Jorah and Lynesse's lifestyles were and that she
might have difficulty adjusting to his home.
"You sound just like my father," Lynesse said with a teasing pout.
"Your grace, if I did not know better, I would say that you're trying to
back out of our deal."
It was in that moment, Robert realized that Lynesse's desire to spite
her family outweighed any sense of logic and reason and quite
possibly even her supposed love for the heir to Bear Isle as well.
"Not at all, my lady. I'm a man of my word," Robert said after
concluding that there was no talking sense into his latest conquest
and it was best to not get involved any further in this drama.
So, Robert bid her farewell and made his way back to the feast.
End of Flashback
Both his and Lord Leyton's predictions proved to be incredible
accurate as the love story of the Bear Knight and Hightower Maiden
took a turn for the worst in the following years.
After the initial bliss of their new marriage had passed, Lynesse
began to feel the harsh realities of her new homeland and the limited
means at her disposal. As a pampered daughter of one of the
wealthiest houses in Westeros, Lynesse found it incredibly hard to
adjust to both the frigid environment of Bear Isle and the meager
luxuries that her husband could provide for her.
To his credit, Ser Jorah had tried his best to make his wife
comfortable by all the means at his disposal. But once the coffers of
Bear Isle started to run dry, Jorah resorted to selling poachers and
criminals caught on his lands as slaves to Essosi traders to earn
more coin.
Eventually, both Jorah and Lynesse were forced to flee in disgrace
after Jorah's crimes were exposed. As expected, the marriage
reached its demise when Lynesse decided that instead of standing
by with her husband and surviving like a fugitive and refugee, she
accepted the offer to become a mistress of one of Triarchs of Tyrosh.
Heartbroken and bitter from the loss of both his titles, home,
reputation and now his wife, Jorah Mormont ended up as a
wandering sellsword traveling across Essos. That is until, Varys
found him and gave him an opportunity to earn a pardon by serving
as a spy in the camp of the last Targaryens.
The Bear knight had done a good job at first but eventually repeated
his earlier mistake of falling for a pretty maid and risked everything
for a chance at love.
'Some fools never learn. Doesn't matter, I will take care of this
dragon whore just like the rest of her damned family,' Robert thought
as he affixed his seal upon the letter to Varys.