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Wedgie battles 6
Fight 6: Game of Thrones
Cersei Lannister vs Daenerys Targaryen
Location: The throne room in King’s Landing city.
objective: Looses the one that surrenders first.
Cersei walked around the many columns that held the magnificient structure that was the king´s throne room. Banners displaying the golden lion of her house, and the deer of the Baratheons hung at both sides of the hall. She would have loved to take down the deers, they reminded her too much of her drunk dead husband. Still, that wouldn´t sit well with the people, so she let them stay there. She walked towards the throne, the iron creation made up with many different swords stood at the end of the hall. She stopped when she was just one feet away from it and was about to sit when she heard steps.
She turned and saw a sixteen year old girl coming towards her. She was rather small, but strickingly beautifull, maybe even as beautifull as she was. Her hair fell over her shoulders and was silver white. That, and her strange violet eyes made Cersei realize that this girl was a Targaryen, of the family that once ruled this kingdom. She was wearing a light violet dress that matched her eyes, and a silver necklace shaped like a small dragon.
Daenerys also felt a little surprised once she found out who was now standing near the throne of her father. The woman was older than her, but still beautifull and well developed. Her hair was blonde as pure gold and her eyes were green but cold. She was also taller than her and wore a red dress with golden lions woven on the fabric.
“Who are you, and what are you doing in my throne room?” asked Cersei, her words full of venom and spite towards the newcomer.
“Your throne room?” Daenerys felt her blood boil as the blonde Lannister uttered thoose words “ This is the hall of my family! And I wont let the wife of the usurper to keep it!
“Is that so?” Cersei showed her white teeth in a devious grin “The little lizard thinks she can bite the lioness?”
“I will do more than that...” said Daenerys taking one step forward, her eyes scanning the blonde to find any weaknesses. Her rival was taller than her, but Daenerys knew that she at least was a more skilled fighter. The main problem with that being that she had never fought wearing a dress...
The two just kept walking towards each other. No warcries, no taunts, just a slow and calm walk facing their rival and not taking their eyes of the other even for a second. Cersei kept her smirk as she aproached, making sure that her steps were as silent as possible, like if she was floating through the air.
Just when they were less than a meter away from one another Cersei rised the front of her dress to reveal her leg rushing forward towards her rival’s stomach. Daenerys had expected this and she dodged the blow moving to her right. Seeing an opening, she sent a punch that Cersei blocked with some difficulty, taking one step back to keep her stance. Daenerys kept her pressure, launching her fists again and again, hoping to wear the taller woman down. But Cersei wasn´t done, in fact everything was going as planned.
She waited until the younger girl launched a blow harder than the others. Cersei took a step back and grabbed the fist with both of her hands before pullind Daenery with her. The smaller girl gasped in surprise as the taller woman grabbed her arm and launched her straight into one of the room’s pilars. She rised her arms and managed to block most of the impact, but still the blow disoriented her for three seconds.
Enough time for Cersei to attack.
The blonde woman kneeled down to grab the back of Daeneryse’s dress and pulled it over her head and face.
“Hey, what the hell are you doing?!” yelped Daenerys as her vision was obscured by her dress.
Meanwhile Cersei could now have a clear view of the area from her rival’s midback to her feet. The white haired girl was wearing black coloured panties with a red three headed dragon printed over the fabric. Cersei grabbed the waistband of the underwear with her delicate fingers.
“Just something I have been wanting to try” whispered Cersei into Daeneryse’s ear before she brutally pulled the black panties up high, reaching the girl’s shoulders in just one pull!
“AIAAA!!” yelped Daenerys, her butt shooting up as she got her first wedgie, that hurt a lot! She was of the blood of the dragon, she had walked into a fire and survived. Still the burning sensation in her *** didn´t fade out, but increased as the blonde woman pulled her underwear higher.
“A dragon has wings that allow it to fly” said Cersei still holding the black panties high up “And since you are so proud of being of the blood of the dragon, I say we can try and see if it is true!”
Grabbing this time both legholes of her rival’s panties, Cersei pulled up with all of her strenght. The black panties were stretched to their limit’s and Daenerys started to feel how her feet were begining to leave the ground. She desperately tried to fight back but it was all for naught as Cersei got her airborne.
“EOOOOWWWW!!” cried Daenerys. Her back was bended forwards, her butt was so much in pain that her hands were grabbing each of her buttcheecks in fear of them falling apart. Her feet couldn´t reach the ground and now all the weight of her body was helping her wedgie to get even more painfull.
But Cersei was having some problems of her own. She wasn´t strong enough to keep Daenery’s in a hanging wedgie for much longer. Looking around she found that below every torch of the wall there were some small iron spikes. She could hang the girl by her underwear there!
Cersei started with small steps, measuring the weight of her victim and her own as she walked towards the spike. With every step, Cersei bounced the smalled girl by her underwear, smirking as she heard Daenerys squeal in pain. For Dany, every step got her closer to her defeat. She had to do something, but her hands were still holding her butt and her legs were getting more and more numb with each passing second. She would need to risk it.
Just when they were almost beside the spike Daenerys got her hands of her butt and grabbed the iron object. She pulled her body up and bended her legs before releasing them in a perfect kick to Cersei’s stomach, which sent the blonde some steps back and make her release Dany’s underwear.
Daenery’s panted as she got herself back to the ground, her underwear still stretched way past her midback and almost reaching her shoulders “owwww.....” whimpered Daenery’s slowly getting her underwear out of her ***. She looked at Cersei and glared “I will have no pity with you!”
The blonde glared back and mentally cursed. Her arms were pretty tired after carrying the girl around, and that kick had hit her pretty bad. She would need to be a little more carefull now.
Daenerys charged forward and clashed with Cersei, who loosed a lot of ground due to the force of the clash. The white haired girl quickly grabbed the back of Cersei’s red dress, and teared apart the waistzone. The blonde gasped as she felt a hole on her favourite dress so she payed the girl back by opening a hole too into the back of Daeneryse’s own dress. Both females moved their hands into the hole of their enemie’s dress and grabbed the waistband of their underwear. They both glared at each other’s eyes (Daenery’s being one head smaller had to look up) and yanked the underwear as high as their arms could allow them.
“EEEEKK!!” screamed Daenerys, her underwear lodging into her *** again.
“OWWW!!” screamed Cersei, her green panties with a golden lion head being brytally wedgied inside her sensitive tush.
Both women continued pulling the other’s panties higher and higher, biting their lips as they got brutally wedgied in return. Daenerys, even if right now her butt was in a lot of pain, felt that Cersei’s tugs to her underwear weren´t as strong as they were before. Taking this as a chance, Daenery’s increased her efforts and tugged Cersei´s green undies up to her neck in one pull.
Cersei felt this like if she was wearing a hot iron thong. Her hands instintively left Daeneryse’s underwear and grabbed the middle thread of her own panties, trying to ease the pain in her poor ***. But Daenerys wasn´t done yet. She kicked one of Cersei’s long legs, making the tall blonde kneel to the ground. Feeling that now she had more laverage, Daenery’s gave another tug to the blonde’s underwear that got Cersei closer to Daenerys and got Cersei’s head right on Daeneryse’s left shoulder.
“EAKK!!” screamed Cersei, fighting back any tears as her butt was brutally murdered by her own underwear.
“Could you try to scream a little less” growled Daenery’s “ Your mouth is right beside my ear. Unless you want me to make this even longer?”
Cersei bit her lip and closed her eyes. Seeing this as a signal to continue, Daenery’s pulled the green panties up over Cersei’s head before finally attaching them to the blonde’s forehead.
“Mphhh....” was the tired muffled response of Cersei as her whole body felt to the side with her underwear atomic wedgied over her head. She heard the white haired girl walking away and leaving her alone in the throne room. She would need to get her underwear off her head fast, if she wanted to prevent the story from crossing this walls. Maybe she could use one of the silent sisters for that matter. They wouldn´t say a word, but it would still be pretty embarrasing to know that one of her servants had seen her, the queen of all Westeros, atomic wedgied. She would deal with that later, and she was also going to deal with the white haired witch...
Meanwhile Daenery’s happily joined her knights and servants outside. They gave her weird looks, but she was in such a good mood that she didn´t ask. So she mounted her horse and rode away, the back of her dress still with it’s hole and the panties going out of it.
Winner, Daenerys.
Fight 6: Game of Thrones
Cersei Lannister vs Daenerys Targaryen
Location: The throne room in King’s Landing city.
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Cersei walked around the many columns that held the magnificient structure that was the king´s throne room. Banners displaying the golden lion of her house, and the deer of the Baratheons hung at both sides of the hall. She would have loved to take down the deers, they reminded her too much of her drunk dead husband. Still, that wouldn´t sit well with the people, so she let them stay there. She walked towards the throne, the iron creation made up with many different swords stood at the end of the hall. She stopped when she was just one feet away from it and was about to sit when she heard steps.
She turned and saw a sixteen year old girl coming towards her. She was rather small, but strickingly beautifull, maybe even as beautifull as she was. Her hair fell over her shoulders and was silver white. That, and her strange violet eyes made Cersei realize that this girl was a Targaryen, of the family that once ruled this kingdom. She was wearing a light violet dress that matched her eyes, and a silver necklace shaped like a small dragon.
Daenerys also felt a little surprised once she found out who was now standing near the throne of her father. The woman was older than her, but still beautifull and well developed. Her hair was blonde as pure gold and her eyes were green but cold. She was also taller than her and wore a red dress with golden lions woven on the fabric.
“Who are you, and what are you doing in my throne room?” asked Cersei, her words full of venom and spite towards the newcomer.
“Your throne room?” Daenerys felt her blood boil as the blonde Lannister uttered thoose words “ This is the hall of my family! And I wont let the wife of the usurper to keep it!
“Is that so?” Cersei showed her white teeth in a devious grin “The little lizard thinks she can bite the lioness?”
“I will do more than that...” said Daenerys taking one step forward, her eyes scanning the blonde to find any weaknesses. Her rival was taller than her, but Daenerys knew that she at least was a more skilled fighter. The main problem with that being that she had never fought wearing a dress...
The two just kept walking towards each other. No warcries, no taunts, just a slow and calm walk facing their rival and not taking their eyes of the other even for a second. Cersei kept her smirk as she aproached, making sure that her steps were as silent as possible, like if she was floating through the air.
Just when they were less than a meter away from one another Cersei rised the front of her dress to reveal her leg rushing forward towards her rival’s stomach. Daenerys had expected this and she dodged the blow moving to her right. Seeing an opening, she sent a punch that Cersei blocked with some difficulty, taking one step back to keep her stance. Daenerys kept her pressure, launching her fists again and again, hoping to wear the taller woman down. But Cersei wasn´t done, in fact everything was going as planned.
She waited until the younger girl launched a blow harder than the others. Cersei took a step back and grabbed the fist with both of her hands before pullind Daenery with her. The smaller girl gasped in surprise as the taller woman grabbed her arm and launched her straight into one of the room’s pilars. She rised her arms and managed to block most of the impact, but still the blow disoriented her for three seconds.
Enough time for Cersei to attack.
The blonde woman kneeled down to grab the back of Daeneryse’s dress and pulled it over her head and face.
“Hey, what the hell are you doing?!” yelped Daenerys as her vision was obscured by her dress.
Meanwhile Cersei could now have a clear view of the area from her rival’s midback to her feet. The white haired girl was wearing black coloured panties with a red three headed dragon printed over the fabric. Cersei grabbed the waistband of the underwear with her delicate fingers.
“Just something I have been wanting to try” whispered Cersei into Daeneryse’s ear before she brutally pulled the black panties up high, reaching the girl’s shoulders in just one pull!
“AIAAA!!” yelped Daenerys, her butt shooting up as she got her first wedgie, that hurt a lot! She was of the blood of the dragon, she had walked into a fire and survived. Still the burning sensation in her *** didn´t fade out, but increased as the blonde woman pulled her underwear higher.
“A dragon has wings that allow it to fly” said Cersei still holding the black panties high up “And since you are so proud of being of the blood of the dragon, I say we can try and see if it is true!”
Grabbing this time both legholes of her rival’s panties, Cersei pulled up with all of her strenght. The black panties were stretched to their limit’s and Daenerys started to feel how her feet were begining to leave the ground. She desperately tried to fight back but it was all for naught as Cersei got her airborne.
“EOOOOWWWW!!” cried Daenerys. Her back was bended forwards, her butt was so much in pain that her hands were grabbing each of her buttcheecks in fear of them falling apart. Her feet couldn´t reach the ground and now all the weight of her body was helping her wedgie to get even more painfull.
But Cersei was having some problems of her own. She wasn´t strong enough to keep Daenery’s in a hanging wedgie for much longer. Looking around she found that below every torch of the wall there were some small iron spikes. She could hang the girl by her underwear there!
Cersei started with small steps, measuring the weight of her victim and her own as she walked towards the spike. With every step, Cersei bounced the smalled girl by her underwear, smirking as she heard Daenerys squeal in pain. For Dany, every step got her closer to her defeat. She had to do something, but her hands were still holding her butt and her legs were getting more and more numb with each passing second. She would need to risk it.
Just when they were almost beside the spike Daenerys got her hands of her butt and grabbed the iron ob
Daenery’s panted as she got herself back to the ground, her underwear still stretched way past her midback and almost reaching her shoulders “owwww.....” whimpered Daenery’s slowly getting her underwear out of her ***. She looked at Cersei and glared “I will have no pity with you!”
The blonde glared back and mentally cursed. Her arms were pretty tired after carrying the girl around, and that kick had hit her pretty bad. She would need to be a little more carefull now.
Daenerys charged forward and clashed with Cersei, who loosed a lot of ground due to the force of the clash. The white haired girl quickly grabbed the back of Cersei’s red dress, and teared apart the waistzone. The blonde gasped as she felt a hole on her favourite dress so she payed the girl back by opening a hole too into the back of Daeneryse’s own dress. Both females moved their hands into the hole of their enemie’s dress and grabbed the waistband of their underwear. They both glared at each other’s eyes (Daenery’s being one head smaller had to look up) and yanked the underwear as high as their arms could allow them.
“EEEEKK!!” screamed Daenerys, her underwear lodging into her *** again.
“OWWW!!” screamed Cersei, her green panties with a golden lion head being brytally wedgied inside her sensitive tush.
Both women continued pulling the other’s panties higher and higher, biting their lips as they got brutally wedgied in return. Daenerys, even if right now her butt was in a lot of pain, felt that Cersei’s tugs to her underwear weren´t as strong as they were before. Taking this as a chance, Daenery’s increased her efforts and tugged Cersei´s green undies up to her neck in one pull.
Cersei felt this like if she was wearing a hot iron thong. Her hands instintively left Daeneryse’s underwear and grabbed the middle thread of her own panties, trying to ease the pain in her poor ***. But Daenerys wasn´t done yet. She kicked one of Cersei’s long legs, making the tall blonde kneel to the ground. Feeling that now she had more laverage, Daenery’s gave another tug to the blonde’s underwear that got Cersei closer to Daenerys and got Cersei’s head right on Daeneryse’s left shoulder.
“EAKK!!” screamed Cersei, fighting back any tears as her butt was brutally murdered by her own underwear.
“Could you try to scream a little less” growled Daenery’s “ Your mouth is right beside my ear. Unless you want me to make this even longer?”
Cersei bit her lip and closed her eyes. Seeing this as a signal to continue, Daenery’s pulled the green panties up over Cersei’s head before finally attaching them to the blonde’s forehead.
“Mphhh....” was the tired muffled response of Cersei as her whole body felt to the side with her underwear atomic wedgied over her head. She heard the white haired girl walking away and leaving her alone in the throne room. She would need to get her underwear off her head fast, if she wanted to prevent the story from crossing this walls. Maybe she could use one of the silent sisters for that matter. They wouldn´t say a word, but it would still be pretty embarrasing to know that one of her servants had seen her, the queen of all Westeros, atomic wedgied. She would deal with that later, and she was also going to deal with the white haired witch...
Meanwhile Daenery’s happily joined her knights and servants outside. They gave her weird looks, but she was in such a good mood that she didn´t ask. So she mounted her horse and rode away, the back of her dress still with it’s hole and the panties going out of it.
Winner, Daenerys.
By:
seseta
Age:
18-21
