randomosity | [For Hannibal] The Raid

Hannibal saw many of the Iron one ships turning to fly back to their islands. He had landed Vhagar on a peak to overlook the cowards fleeing. They had not set foot in Kings Landing to his knowledge. He saw victory before him, but he was troubled. Something did not feel right.

His three fiercest assassins had come up to his position. He looked at the Captain of his assassins and gave a nod. It was then that he heard the signal...a single ring. Hannibal's head snapped towards the ships. "Mount up, those sewer rats snuck in and took my wife. The Ironborn will be eradicated from the seven kingdoms."

The three assassins faces were alight with joy at killing Ironborn, but as women they knew the danger the Queen was in right now. They slid onto the smaller dragons, they were light enough to be carried by the still growing dragons. Hannibal flew down and found his Lord Commander of the Gold Cloaks, Brieanne of Tarth. He left instructions for her to ensure that his children were fed and kept safe. She was the only living person who knew of the hiding place for his children. He then flew off towards the ships. He was going to destroy every ship one by one until he found Eurons ship. If Margaery had been touch by a single man or woman....Hannibal would kill even more of their people.

***

Euron walked into his cabin with an arrogant smirk on his face. "You certainly did dress up quite nicely for me Your Grace. It's a shame you won't be needing any of those clothes once we land." He walked towards her bound form to run his fingers across the place where her skin touched her dress just above the swell of her breasts. "Perhaps you are eager to begin before we land at Pyke..." He teased.

She was tied up quite securely with her hands behind her back. They were going to be more careful with her, she would not lie back and just be taken. She had put up a fair fight to even get her into the ship.

Margaery may not have been violated by the Ironborn sailors, but they were rough with her, throwing her about, squeezing her breasts and her ass before she'd been put in the relative safety of Euron's cabin. When the Iron King appeared, Margaery's eyes narrowed as he approached and touched her.

She lashed out, though bound, she tried to bite down on his hand, aiming for his fingers to get him to stop touching her.

"He'll kill you. Hannibal's coming and he'll kill you. Gods help you if I ever get loose, you may not live to see him find me," she threatened. "I have no intention of being your whore or your Salt Wife."

She was Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. She would not be so disrespected.

Euron laughed when she tried to bite his fingers. He then gripped her jaw firmly enough to keep her from biting again. The grip was hard as he moved in nice and close. "Thank you for the warning. I will be sure to tie you down before I fuck you tonight." He turned her head forcefully before he got a closer look at the side of her neck. "I see you like it rough. I will be certain to keep that in mind when I tie you down later."

He leaned in to take in her scent. He drifted a hand down over her belly. "Perhaps I'll even leave a little gift within you. You do seem to be quite fertile Your Grace."

***

Hannibal's rage grew with each passing minute he had not yet found Eurons ship. They had destroyed nearly the entire armada. He jumped off of Vhagar onto the last ship to kill every Ironborn personally and question the Caprain to find where Euron was. His face was dark with fury and his eyes were tinged with blue.

Margaery whimpered when he so roughly seized her jaw. She resisted and tried to break free of his grip, to no avail. When he touched her belly, she kicked out, aiming for his legs.

"Don't touch me!" She snapped. "You'll leave nothing inside me! Your kind are a whole other species, your child isn't worthy to occupy my belly!"

The lookout called from the crow's nest - they'd spotted land: The Iron Islands. Margaery's heart sank. She was hoping to be rescued before they arrived. But this ship had been designed for speed, and had made it back to Pyke long before the armada.

Euron groaned when her kick did land on his thighs. He heard the lookout and smirked. "Ahhh, soon you will be screaming in pleasure in my bed as I plant an Ironborn within your belly." He said. He then turned to bring the ship into port. He sent four of his men down to collect his prize and drag her up to the castle. He would take no chances of her getting away now.

He made certain that she was in his chamber quickly. He had every Ironborn armed and ready to fight to the death. He would have his prize before death came to the islands. He walked into the chamber wearing only his small clothes. He had ordered that only her dress be removed. He smirked as he walked in to the sight of her tied down with a limb tied down to each corner of the bed. He approached with a smirk on his face as his hard cock was clearly visible through his small clothes.

***

Hannibal had finished destroying the armada after he finished the last ship. He knew the Euron was likely already back at Pyke. He had Vhagar going quickly. He had the three assassins come in closer. "Do not let any of their weapons touch you. They like to use poison just as much as in Dorne. Leave none alive. Every creature with breath on those islands are to be slaughtered. I will go to the castle to rescue my wife and send Vhagar back to assist you."

Margaery had fought with all her might to try and break free of the Ironborn. But of course they held her fast, none of them would face the King's wrath if she got loose. Getting her armored dress off had taken some doing, but they left her petticoats and corset to their master, figuring he would want some satisfaction in tearing the garment from her.

Before Euron arrived, Margaery tried to reach up to chew the ropes that bound her to free herself. But no luck. She couldn't reach, and by the time Euron arrived, it was too late.

Margaery steeled herself when he appeared, seeing his cock fully hard under his small clothes. He was of decent size, but of course-

"Hmph, your mast is barely half the size of my husband's, Captain," she demoted him with her words. "Even at your best efforts, I doubt I'll feel a thing!"

Euron chuckled at her comment as he finished approaching the bed before glancing down. "Oh, I assure you that you will feel plenty." He said before removing his small clothes. He climbed on the bed to straddle her as he looked over what clothing she did still have on. "Now...let us see what the King has been depriving the rest of us."

He tore open her petticoats and tossed them all aside to bare her body. "Such a fine body. I'm going to enjoy this greatly." He said. He moved up to press her breasts around his cock as he began to fuck between her breasts. He wanted to paint her face with his seed first. He wanted to truly degrade her before fucking her. He had taken a tonic that would keep him hard for hours. She would not get a reprieve from his lust.

***

Hannibal was getting Vhagar to fly as fast as possible. They were still a few hours away, the armada had been a distraction. He needed to get there faster. The longer she was with him....his blood boiled with the thought of what that coward could do.

Margaery cried out in fear as he tore her clothes away. When she was bare she blushed a dark red and clamped her eyes shut. She was so ashamed. Then as she felt his cock situated between her breasts begin to slide between them in a steady rhythm, she felt sick.

Margaery opened her eyes and was again nauseated by the sight of Euron's cock sliding between her breasts. She thought quickly, and as he thrust towards her, Margaery snapped her jaws at his cock as it approached her chin. She missed biting off his tip, but she did manage to clip the side of it hard enough to draw blood.

She wasn't taking all this without a fight. Margaery did not intend to be the disgraced queen of Westeros.

Euron was getting close when she managed to bite him. He laughed and growled, but he did not pull back. He let his hand fly to smack her across the face hard as he pulled back his thrusts so that his cock wouldn't be in range of her mouth again. "I like your spirit! The Drowned God will bless our child to be strong and fierce indeed." He said.

He didn't stop his thrusts until he finished. He painted all over her hair and face. He then pulled back and smirked down at her. He let her breasts go so that she could see that he was still quite hard. "Now for the main event Your Grace. I certainly hope your body is less stubborn than your mind. Otherwise this will hurt." He said as he shifted back to like his cock up with her entrance. He gave no warning before he thrust deep within her with a low grown of pleasure. "So tight! I had not expect that from a mother of four." He said.

***

Hannibal saw Pyke in the distance. He told Vhagar to fly silently and they went high above the clouds. He did not want to be spotted too early and risk Euron killing Margaery.

Margaery yelped when he smacked her, but she didn't flinch. She took the hit, and glared up at him as he sprayed her face with his release.

"Get it through your head," she growled. "I will never carry any child of yours!"

She felt him lining up with her entrance and suddenly grew frantic. "As if you'd live to even see such a child! You'll be dead the second Hannibal comes to save me!"

And then he breached her. Margaery screamed in pain and shame. She'd bragged to her closest companions that the only man who had ever been inside her was her current husband. But that was done now. She could no longer claim such. Euron ruined that for her. Margaery clamped her eyes shut and turned her head away. Tied down there was no way for her to struggle to free herself. She could only endure.

And hope that Hannibal would be there soon.

Hannibal had been recalling the map of the castle on Pyke. He knew exactly where Euron would have his wife. He had his assassins prepared with their throwing knives to disarm Euron if he threatened his wife. He had Vhagar hovering over the window and had spotted Euron atop his wife. His rage boiled over and he jumped through the glass of the window. His assassins followed behind him to fend off any guards.

He raced to the bed and pulled Euron away from Margaery. He pulled out a blade and sliced off the man's cock before chocking him with his free hand and stuffing his own cock down his throat. Hannibal looked over his shoulder at his assassins. "Make certain this room is secure and tie him up." He said as he threw the fish to the ground. He went to the window and ordered all of the dragons to attack anyone who tried to come to the castle. He ordered Rose into the room to keep Euron at bay.

He then went to Margaery to cut her free. He moved to pull her close. He tore a piece of sheet off to clean her face. "It's alright my dear. I am here. He will suffer for what he has done to you. Let's get you some water to clean up." He said.

It all happened so quickly. Margaery had almost fainted from pain and fear and shame. Then came the shattering of glass, which made Euron growl in frustration. Then the next thing she knew Euron was gone, but he gave a fresh howl when Hannibal cut off his cock. Finally Margaery opened her eyes and was relieved to see Hannibal.

But then she was overwhelmed with shame.

She burst into tears as Hannibal held her. Margaery cried as he wiped her face clean. She tried to avert her face to that he didn't have to look at her. She couldn't bear looking at him.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!!!" She cried hysterically as she buried her face in her hands.

Euron resisted the restraints, at least he tried, but he was also in extreme pain.

Hannibal held her close and moved to kiss her ear. "There is nothing for you to apologize for my love. You are not at fault here. I am here and will not leave your side. I see some dirt from ththe we islands has gotten on you. Let me clean that off for you. Then we can get your dress back on." He said tenderly.

He could feel how ashamed she was and he held her even tighter to himself to try and comfort her. He gave a nod to the assassins to take Euron out of the room for the time being.

Margaery whimpered and nodded as he offered to clean her off. She continued to cry though, so incredibly ashamed that Euron Greyjoy had entered her. Even though he had told her it wasn't her fault, and even though she knew it wasn't her fault, she just felt so violated.

Having only known Hannibal's touch had meant so much to her. Now she couldn't say that. Now two men had intimate knowledge of her body.

"He...he violated me, Hannibal!" She screamed as she began to cry again, curling into herself to cover her body. She didn't want anyone to see her body now, after Euron had touched her.

Hannibal continued to hold her before he spotted two large buckets of water in the corner. He picked Margaery up and found fabric from her torn clothing. He tested the water with a quick poison test before he dipped the fabric in it and used it to wash off all of the seed he saw on her face and chest.

It was then that he saw the bruises on her jaw and cheek from strikes to her. He also saw how bruised her breasts were. His face grew dark in anger as he glanced towards the door. "How shall I violate him for his transgressions? I swear he will pay for every bruise with 2 broken bones."' He promised her as he got her cleaned up. He then kissed her temple tenderly before kissing her nose and then her lips tenderly.

Margaery yelped and instinctively tried to wriggle out of Hannibal's grasp before she realized he wasn't Euron. He wasn't trying to hurt her. Then she clung to him again. Margaery leaned into him and whimpered. Her bruises hurt, her cheek was on fire.

Then Hannibal posed his question, and Margaery looked up to him.

"Slowly. Painfully," she replied. His kiss was met with only the slightest pressure from Margaery's own lips. "Think of the pain he caused me and the way he violated me. I want him to experience the pain and torment I'm feeling now."

Again she cried. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry, please forgive me..."

Hannibal tenderly tilted her chin up to look deep into her eyes. "Margaery, listen, feel, smell....you know me by all of these things as well as sight. I understand this was terrible for you. However, I don't want your trust in me to waver. I will be here, by your side, patiently and lovingly helping you to move on." He said before he slowly moved in for a tender kiss. He hoped to feel a kiss back tho time.

He pulled back after a moment before letting the fire return to his eyes. "Now...how slowly should I make him suffer? What would you like to see me do to him?" He wanted to see his fiery wife come back, even if for only a few moments.

Margaery looked meek as he lifted up her chin. She looked into his eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself. Slowly she nodded and she did kiss him back more than she did that first time.

She looked to Hannibal, but could only hold his gaze for a moment before she had to divert her eyes. Margaery still felt so guilty. She thought long and hard on his question. "Do any of his ships remain?" She asked.

Making Euron watch as his armada sank into the sea would indeed cause him pain. But silently she thought on the many torture tactics of house Bolton, and what they might do to punish Euron Greyjoy for such betrayal. What punishment indeed was there for one who violated their Queen?

Hannibal saw how she was still a bit withdrawn. He once again guided her chin so that he could look deep within her eyes. He would not allow her to defeat herself. "There isn't a ship left that sails with that damnable kraken banner. Every creature ok these islands will be slaughtered for that bastards mistake. I will send men to destroy these islands so much that they will sink back into the sea. Come...let me help you into your dress again. I need you by my side when I behind his punishment. You are my right hand my love. I want you by my side." He said.

Margaery looked in pain as he made her look into his eyes. In her own way, she had betrayed him. She should have fought harder, she should have resisted more. Margaery nodded at the mention of re-dressing her.

She considered punishment, and took to mumbling, unable to help herself. Unable to assert herself. "He defiled the Queen. He threatened to leave a child within me. He splattered his release all over my face, he wanted to completely defile me and humiliate me. Whatever you do with him, show no mercy."

Hannibal saw how she hesitated and he did not like how she mumbled. He picked her up and set her on a bench before locating her dress and assisting her in putting it back on. He helped move her hair so that most of her bruises were hidden.

He then helped her to stand before gently tilting her chin up with a finger to look deep within her eyes. "I will torture him as you command. You are my Queen. This insult has been against you. I have already made him eat that thing he called a cock. I will remove everything else you command me to." He said before he spoke lowly. "Come back to me. Don't stay hidden away in this dark place. You are strong...come back to me my love." He said.

He was going to cut Eurons tongue out once they walked in there. He didn't want that bastard to twist his wife's mind anymore than it already was.

Margaery winced, but let Hannibal move her as he willed. As he dressed her and pulled her to stand, she looked so guilty as she held his gaze a bit longer this time.

"I'm sorry...I should have been stronger. He never should have been inside me in the first place," she whimpered.

She thought for a moment and looked up into his eyes again. Margaery rested her forehead against his and she took a moment to compose herself. "They drown their kings before they take the salt throne. Peel off his face, then throw him to the water. Then fish him out again to continue his torture. Make his men watch. Make them know who the true king is, and what becomes of those who dare touch the Queen."

Hannibal recognized the conflict within her. He gave a nod of his head as she spoke. "Excellent suggestion my Queen. Come, let us make an example of the bastard." He said.

He moved to lead her out to where his assassins had bound Euron. He sliced
The man's tongue out and tossed it into a fire. He then ordered the Assassins. "Round up any soldiers and stake them to the ground by the sea. They will watch the execution of their King before we execute them." He knew the assassins would kill all the women and children as they rounded up the men.

He turned to look at Margaery. "With the help of the dragons, this will not take a long time." He said.

Margaery followed slowly, and flinched back when she saw Euron, but only a single step. He was no threat to her now, not with Hannibal here. But all she could think of was how much it had hurt to have him inside her. Margaery looked up when Hannibal mentioned the dragons.

"No...i don't want this to be quick. I want him to suffer, I want his men to watch him, suffering and emasculated," she protested softly. It lacked her usual confident insistence, but it was a command at least.

Hannibal turned and gave her a bow of his head. "Not to worry my Queen. This will not end quickly for him. I meant that hisntrooos will be rounded up quickly so that we may begin his slow punishment."

He slid his arm around Margaerys waist to hold her close as he turned to lead her to a window so that she could look down at the collection beginning. He leaned in to whisper lowly into her ear. "Let is show him how badly he has failed in his plan. Kiss me with all of the passion and love you have for me. It will crush him to see how badly he has failed. I will wait for you to initiate my love." He hoped that a passionate kiss might spark that fire within her once again.

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