Thread by @gardenofnineveh

#lucemond, #luttore (implied #luceferth) 18 +, non-con, very f’ed up, DD 🕊️ ❌
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“Aemond!” Lucerys cried. He is cold and naked. The icy tiles barely scraped his toes. His body hung in midair, his hand tied up, ready for punishment.

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Aemond hummed, each tap of his leather dress shoes resounded in the cold room. Luke could hear the leather crop he held as it swooped the air.

Aemond snatched Lucerys’ blindfold. “Look what we have here, how adorable,” he snarls, “Someone cannot control themselves

“Aemond, I…” Lucerys cried. He was doing everything he could to garner even an ounce of Aemond’s sympathy.

Slap.

“You have no right to speak, Luke,” Aemond said coolly, “Know your place. You are but an expensive whore Rhaenyra has sold me in exchange for money.”

“And you decided to not only disobey me but cheat. Is that right Luke?”

“No… Aemond! Ah!” Lucerys wailed. Aemond had slapped his face again. And again. And again. Until his cheeks turned purple.

Luke knew he had fucked up, being caught by Aemond himself.

Lucerys was lonely, caged in Aemond’s estate, ever since his mother traded him for her company’s future.

Osferth had been the only kind soul in that cold place. He’d bring him flowers, tell him stories. He’d smile at Lucerys and treat him as a human, not a dirty whore.

So, it was only human nature that Luke fell heads over heels for that boy, enacting a dangerous affair under the nose of the godfather himself, Aemond Targaryen.

As the days passed, he and Osferth grew complacent, and they were caught — or perhaps Aemond knew all along.

And this was another item to keep the godfather entertained.
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“Luke,” Aemond said, “I ought to have trained you better.” He locked Lucerys’ cock in a chastity cage. “From how on, you’d be released twice a day to relieve yourself, otherwise, you hold it.”

He continued apologetically, “Lucerys, your infidelity leaves me no choice but to take these measures.” He smiled, as though nothing had happened.

Aemond ran his crop across Lucerys’ hardened nipples. Aemond‘s henchmen had kidnapped Luke and tied him in one of Aemond’s highrises

“These could use some work,” Aemond declared, “I have been too gentle with you.” He whipped Lucerys’ chest again and again and again, until nothing but criss-crosses of red can be seen. Lucerys could not even cry at the last strokes: his voice was entirely gone.

“I’m sorry, Luke,” apologized Aemond once again. He even took out a tube of gel from his pocket and began applying the medication on Lucerys’ bruised nipples. The gel was soothing.

At first.

Yet, soon after, Lucerys found himself panting, contorting his body in discomfort.

It was as though a thousand ants were chewing on his sensitive and abused buds.

“Hahaha,” Aemond laughed, “Don’t worry, Luke. It’s just a bit of an aphrodisiac. You’ll be in heaven soon.”

“Hmm,” he said as he admired the boy’s lithe body, the androgynous kind that always

Piqued Aemond’s fancy.

“Aemond… please…” Lucerys groaned. Sweat pooled and dropped profusely from every pore on his skin. The gel was strong: Luke could feel his ass becoming wet.

“Please what?” Aemond asked.

“Please… touch me,” Luke said with shame.

But it was also this shame that was making his cock uncomfortably constrained within its forever cage.

“Hmm, where?” Aemond inquired, lightheartedness throughout his expression.

Lucerys wanted to bite his tongue and end it there, “My… nipples.” He was crying, he was groveling

For Aemond’s mercy, mercy he will never receive.

“Like this?” Aemond asked playfully. He pressed his cold palms, covered by leather gloves, into the core of Lucerys’ chest, bringing him pain and relief.

“Yes,” Lucerys moaned and squeezed his eyes shut.

(Feminization)

“But these are your breasts,” Aemond said, “I only like soft breasts, Luke.”

Dread washed over Lucerys. No, Aemond could not be doing this! He was Rhaenyra’s son! How could Aemond do this to him.

Aemond leisurely walked over to the coffee table.

He poured himself a glass of whiskey and sat, legs crossed, on the sofa. His face said clearly, “Your choice.”

The potency of the aphrodisiac was too great, yet Luke did not want to bend. He was about to bite back, to go to hell with Aemond when—

“Oh, before you say anything.” Aemond clapped his hands twice, “Guards!”

Two black suited men dragged a body into the room, their sight never trailing even in the direction of Luke.

Osferth.

“No!!! How could you do this? No, Aemond, please take me! I was the wretched whore

Who seduces him. He couldn’t disobey me,” Lucerys argued and cried in Osferth’s defense.

Aemond strolled to the unconscious body and poured his whiskey on rice over the boy’s face. When Osferth did not wake, Aemond poured the bucket of ice over him in the same manner.

“Wake up, baby monk,” Aemond taunted. He placed one foot on Osferth’s cheeks and stepped—

“No!” Lucerys screeched, “I’ll say it! I’ll say it and do anything you want.”

Aemond lifted one eyebrow in amusement.

“I’m a whore. I’m your whore, daddy. Please touch my slutty breasts.”

Aemond furrowed his brows, “Luke, is that how a whore treats their customer? I’d expect more… passion in your work for livelihood.”

Lucerys bit his teeth. Osferth was beginning to regain conscious after taking that horrendous beating from Aemond’s men.

“I’m a whore and I want daddy to touch my titties,” he whispered.

“Louder,” Aemond demanded.

“I want daddy to touch my horny titties!” Luke screamed. Osferth had heard him. Osferth now knew what kind of person Lucerys truly was.

“That’s it,” Aemond chuckled as he fondled Luke. “Does that feel good, Luke?”

“Yes…” Lucerys was so ashamed of himself.

Aemond snuck a hand behind Lucerys. “You are wet bastard. Your ass is dripping. Say it!”

“My ass is dripping for daddy.”

“Your what?” Aemond questioned.

“My… my boy pussy is dripping. It wants daddy. Daddy please fuck my bussy!” Luke had no shame.

Aemond turned his back and tapped his crop on the floor, “Come in.”

Another man entered the room. He was in orange scrubs yet stripped

Down himself as soon as he entered. A triangle tattoo day on his neck. Luke shook his head. No, it can’t be.

Ettore.

“Luke, I’m sure you’ve met my trusty left-hand Ettore,” Aemond introduced. “He’s all yours,” he said as he sat back down on the sofa.

Ettore licked his lips. “How adorable,” he hummed as he pinched Luke’s nipples, “I hope you get bigger tits next time I see you. I like big tits.” Luke tried not to think about what awaited him.

“Luke… you are so beautiful. I’ve wanted for some time.

Boss said he’d share if I was good, but you chose that loser Osferth,” Ettore remarked. He untied Lucerys and slammed him to the ground. Luke was inches away from Osferth.

“I’m going to fuck you in front of your lover boy,” Ettore announced.

“No!” Luke denied.

“Aemond,” Luke begged, “Aemond please.”

“Lucerys,” Aemond said, “You’ve chosen your path and now you must bear its consequences.”

Ettore whipped out his cock and gave it a few pumps before he thrusted into Lucerys. “Oh, you’re so warm, so soft Luke.”

Luke zoned out. Tears dribbled to the floor as Ettore moved inside of him.

“C’mon! Put on a show for your lover boy,” Ettore urged. He continued thrusting, playing with Luke’s tits as needed.

Luke was soon wet and groaning and moaning. He couldn’t control his damned body!

He felt pleasure, intense building pleasure as Ettore fucked him. Lucerys stared blankly at the white light above. “Osferth, I’m sorry.”

Ettore licked Luke’s stomach and started inserting his fingers into Luke’s hole. Ettore was stretching Luke as he fucked him.

When he felt Luke was stretched enough, he said to Aemond, “Boss,” and held up Lucerys’ body.

“No,” it was Osferth who said no this time. “Please, you can hit me all you want but leave him alone!”

Ettore broke out into hysteria. “Oh, love birds!”

Aemond smiled. “I’ll give you a choice. Either I enter with Ettore, or you enter Luke alone.”

Osferth chose the latter at last.

“How adorable,” Aemond remarked. He watched with such satisfaction as Lucerys moaned into Osferth’s shoulder as he thrusted into him.

Ettore was suckling on Lucerys’ tits.

And soon all three culminate into their climax.

Aemond stood over the three copulating bodies, “How adorable,” he said again.

(FIN. I’m emo today 🖤 I just reread what I wrote. My conclusion is that I need Jesus 🙏🏼 )

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