Chapter 35

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.