randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

Hannibal rumbled lowly in arousal at her words. He smirked darkly. "He will be joining me in the dungeons. Your books are quite safe my love." He rumbled lowly before striding out of the room to begin the game.

Margaery smiled when Hannibal left. She then arranged for her most trusted servant to watch the twins while she was occupied. Margaery then dressed in a loose red gown, it wasn't her favorite but of course she looked stunning with her figure slender in it. She then made her way to the dungeons, slowly, and decided to watch for a moment as Hannibal prepared Ser Bronn for his punishment.

Hannibal had knocked Bronn out when he walked out of the library. Bronn would wake up and find himself strapped down to a heavily splintered wall. He was completely naked and Mercy had her lips wrapped around his cock to get him nice and hard.

Hannibal stepped out from behind Bronn when Mercy pulled her mouth back. He had a thin flaying blade in his hand. He immediately flayed the man's cock and handed it to Mercy. She had requested this trophy as her reward.

He then took a red hot knife and sliced the meat off. He didn't want the man to bleed out. He then cut the meat into smaller pieces to force down his throat.

Margaery approached the dungeons slowly and silently. Her feet were bare and thus made no noise as she approached on the stone floor. She watched with reverence and interest as Mercy continued to please Bronn in an attempt to keep him hard. Then Hannibal moved in. Her eyes lit with the precision of his blade. Oh, her husband had such skill indeed - she couldn't help but admire him in that moment.

The howl that Bronn let loose when Hannibal flayed his cock and then severed the member was delicious. Margaery chose then, as Bronn was panting heavily, to approach.

"Hannibal," she feigned an expression of concern. "What's going on here?"

Hannibal could sense Margaery nearby. He was slowly slicing down the center of Bronn's tongue. He paused when she spoke and turned to look at her. "I discovered what he had done. I was repaying his transgressions." He said.

Margaery stepped forward, still looking concerned. She brought a hand up to Bronn's face, as if to comfort him. Margaery leaned in, parting her lips close to his mouth. For a moment, Bronn thought he was safe.

"You hurt me, my husband doesn't like that," Margaery smirked as she stepped back. "He doesn't tolerate anyone touching his bride."

She moved to stand near Hannibal and smiled at the knife he held. "Proceed, my love. Slit his tongue as far as you can."

Hannibal played along with the game as she toyed with the man. He smirked darkly before returning to finish slicing the tongue in half. Mercy was dismissed and Hannibalnleared at the other man. "You thought your friendship with that incestuous bastard would keep you safe? You were wrong." He rumbled lowly.

Bronn wanted to speak, but even with his tongue not split, he was in too much pain. His expression showed his confusion clear enough. He had thought himself free and clear. Margaery draped her arms over Hannibal from behind.

"Jaime Lannister has abandoned you, Ser Bronn," she teased. "You're completely at the mercy of my husband."

She kissed over Hannibal's neck. "Will you show me the Bolton tradition?" She asked in valyrian. Of course she meant flaying. She wanted to watch Hannibal peel off his skin while leaving him alive.

Hannibal enjoyed feeling how she pressed into him as he began the torture. He smirked darkly at her comment before turning to kiss her deeply. He then turned to slowly flay Bronn from head to toe. He then pulled the skin off fully and held it up for Margaery. "Perhaps we should tan this and make it part of a new Bolton banner." He suggested.

Margaery watched with interest and in awe as Hannibal skinned Bronn alive. His howls and gurgling cries of pain made Margaery smirk. She pressed more insistently against his body. But when he mentioned making Bronn's skin part of the Bolton banner, Margaery pouted.

"But lover, I've already begun altering the Bolton banner. Do you mean to say that his hide is more suited to be the banner than what I've designed?" Margaery tutted him.

Hannibal turned to look at her in mild confusion. He smirked as he pulled her closer. I simply meant to use pieces of his hide to represent the man on he banner, not that it is more important than your design." He promised her before kissing her deeply and turning to look at Bronn. "What piece would you like to remove first?"

Margaery smiled and kissed him back with all the enthusiasm of a newlywed. "Ah, then indeed you should - tan it and tack it to the walls in here for future victims to see and ponder their fates." She would commission a rose to be forged of gold and would have it put in the center of the chest of the hide.

She pouted her lips as she considered his question. "Well, you already started without me and took the piece he wanted to use upon me." She playfully scolded Hannibal. "His fingers offended me by bruising my thighs, I should like to cut them off first."

Hannibal smirked as he handed her the knife. "He was right handed. Why don't you begin there? To inflict the most pain, cut the tendons first followed by the muscle. Soon there will be nothing but bone. Unless you would like for me to break those first." He suggested.

Margaery smiled and kissed along Hannibal's jaw. "Break the bones of his left hand. Time it randomly as I cut off his fingers," she commanded. Margaery was right at home here; she was Hannibal's equal, he was at much at her service as she was at his.

She took the knife and approached the trapped Bronn. He was nearly unconscious from the pain of being flayed. Margaery held one of his fingers up on his right hand, paused briefly, then severed the tendon of his thumb and smiled at the fresh howl he let loose.

Hannibal smirked as he watched her step forward to begin slicing his fingers off. He broke fingers to continue to keep him screaming consistently. He looked forward to fucking his wife once they were done mangling his hands. That would allow him to recover a bit from the shock of what had happened to him so far so that they could continue after without him passing out.

Slowly she carved each on of Bronn's fingers off, smiling in satisfaction at his howling. When she was through, Margaery tossed the blade onto the table carelessly. "Silly Ser Bronn - surely you realized that coveting a man's wife is a sin. The gods punish such behavior...at least when the man is through," she chuckled.

There was absolutely lust and desire in her eyes as she looked to Hannibal.

Hannibal had broken and removed the remaining fingers. He then turned to pull Margaery close. He kissed her deeply as his hands moved over her body. He desired her now and his hands began to tear the fabric of her dress off of her body.

Bronn's eyes still remained to him. He couldn't help but look on as he saw Hannibal and Margaery so close together. The way his hands moved over Margaery and ripped the clothes from her body, he was envious. Even if she was crazy and had assisted in his butchering, Margaery was beautiful and wild. Bronn felt aching pain in his groin where his cock had been.

Margaery gasped and moaned when Hannibal tore her clothes off. She in turn tore open his trousers to squeeze and touch his cock.

Hannibal smirked when she tore open his trousers to get to his cock. That was easily twice the size of Bronn's. He picked her up and began to fuck her hard and deep while standing. He growled as his mouth found the side of her neck to leave marks.

Margaery looked eagar and thirsty as she saw and felt his cock. She cried out as he lifted her up. The feeling of his cock sliding in and filling her up made her scream out loud. Her legs secured around his waist and stabilized her in his arms.

She made it a point to make eye contact with Bronn as she had before. Only this time there was malice in her eyes. She kissed and bit over his neck as he did the same for hers. Margaery moaned his name aloud and arched her body into his, taking him in nice and deep.

Hannibal growled lowly as he continued to fuck her hard and deep within her. He continued to kiss and nip over the side of her neck.

Margaery kept her arms and legs wrapped tight around him. She leaned back and moaned aloud as he drove so relentlessly inside her. Once again she let Bronn see as her full breasts began to bounce and even leak milk. She cried out for Hannibal over and over, his name a praise and prayer as it fell from her lips.

Bryon resigned to his fate. He knew he could never have had this woman.

Hannibal continued to fuck her hard as he saw that sweet milk beginning to leak from her breasts. He growled her name before slamming deep within her and releasing his seed.

Margaery felt her entire body seize as he slammed so deep inside her. The heat of his release combined with the tension in her own core. Suddenly her pussy released all its tension in a fluid rush. Margaery cried out his name as she rode out her orgasm. Fluid dripped down her thighs and along his shaft. She kissed him hard and looked into his eyes. "The only man who can satisfy me."

Hannibal rumbled lowly as he remained buried deep within her. "The only woman to keep pace with me. What a perfect pair we make." He said lowly. He could spot Bronn from the corner of his eye and noted that he seemed to be recovering quite well. He smirked as he planned the next moves. They would be quite excruciating for the man, but would not kill him. If paced correctly, it would not cause him to pass out either.

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