"My lady!"

You jerk up from your position on hearing the concerned voice of your chamber maid.

"You might injure yourself if you sit that way"

You were sitting on the arm support of your husband's chair in his study. You thanked the gods that the maid didn't see the way you humped on it while letting out the dirtiest moans.

You glance back at her face to check if she really was oblivious to your perverse actions.
The maid didn't seem to suspect a thing and you sighed in relief.
A blush crept up your face on realising just what you had been doing.
You dismissed the maid as you returned to the chamber you shared with your husband.
You climbed up the massive bed and plopped down dejectedly.
You stared at the empty side of the bed where Prince Aemond slept and pouted.
Your husband had been away to the Stormlands for the matters of the realm. It had been three days now and he hadn't yet returned.
But what had got you so frustrated was the order your husband made to you before departing. He had sternly commanded that you were not to touch your cunt or relieve yourself in any way until he were to return.
You had behaved like a good obedient wife so far but the throb in your cunt was driving you mad. You had been going through Aemond's books in his study, and you didn't even realise how you ended up seeking pressure from his armchair.
Your cunt had been perpetually wet and dripping since morning. You couldn't focus on anything throughout the day.
You got innumerable weird looks for you unusual heavy breathing and glazed eyes. If only they knew the thoughts storming through your mind as you tried to subtly press your thighs together, willing yourself to focus on the conversation.
Queen Alicent had deduced that you were feeling under the weather as she found you all flushed.
She even made you drink medicinal herbs for better health; not like it helped with anything.

"What if I just brushed my fingers there?" you thought to yourself.
Aemond wouldn't be back till two more days; there is no way he would find out, would he?

You chewed your lower lip as you debated with yourself. You glance outside the huge window, just in case you saw massive wings of Vhagar flapping through the night sky .
You thought for a moment more before you decided you couldn't take it anymore.
Your hand darted beneath your skirts and found the swollen wet mound.
"Mhmm" you let out a loud moan as your cunt finds a much needed relief. You rub your clit with the pads of your fingers as you close your eyes in bliss.
You wished it was your husband's fingers making you writhe with pleasure but you had to be satisfied with yours for now.
You were too busy riding out your high to hear the door to the chamber creak open.

" Does that feel good dear wife?" A gruff voice made you jump and sit straight up.
You eyes went wide as you saw Aemond leaning against the door frame looking at you with a furious glint in his eyes.
"N-no my prince , I w-was just -" you mumbled but one sharp look from him made you shut up immediately.
Aemond swiftly strode towards you and yanked out hand from your undergarments and held it to his face, examining the glistening slick dripping off your fingers.

"Hmm."

He sniffed your fingers deeply before licking it clean. His teeth grazed your skin harshly, making you flinch.
His steely eyes shifted to find your trembling pupils.
He held your face with one hand and said, " What did I instruct you to do before leaving (y/n)?"

The cold glint in his gaze made you tremble. You flicked your eyes down in shame of being caught.
The hand holding your face roughly jerked it back to it's position; looking up at him.
"Do I have to repeat myself?" Even though his demeanor looked calm and his voice made you instinctively want to cower.
"You t-told me n-not to touch m-myself." You stutter out
"Hmm and what pray were you doing?"
"Touching myself." Your voice came out in an embarrassed whisper.
You prided yourself in being the perfect wife. You loved how Aemond appreciated your domesticity.
Yet not only did you not obey him but also got caught in the act.
Your skin was burning with embarrassment as all you could think of was how your husband would now see you as a wanton slut.

Aemond was pissed but also surprisingly satisfied.
Married life with you had been a source of utmost bliss. Even though it had been merely months you two because spouses, it felt as if you're bodies were made for each other.
Aemond loved the way you submitted so easily to him, let him own every inch of you. He loved the way you worked so dutifully to servea and obey him. Aemond revelled in the feeling of your femininity. He made sure to be the ultimate provider for your needs and comfort.
His nights with you were divine; you bodies blending into each other to make your own colour of passion
But something had been bothering Aemond for a while.
You were too perfect. Even though he loved seeing you being so intune with your wifely duties, he was worried you were being too hard on yourself.
But that was not all. Aemond wanted to see you slip. He wanted to see your flustered experience of being caught in a mistake. He wanted a reason to let out his inner beast onto you that he had been holding back to protect your delicate body.

So when he finally saw the scene of you lying defencelessly trying to work your way to a satisfactory climax he knew you could never achieve with your own delicate fingers; he felt satisfied that he got the outcome he wanted.
He could already feel his member strain against his leather pants as leaned against the door frame listening to her soft purrs of pleasure.
It's going to be a wild night ; he thought to himself
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Aemond made you stand in front of him while he sat down on the couch in a manspread.
He made you stand like that for quite a while as he stared blazingly at you.
Somehow the silence made him even more intimidating and you started to fiddle with your gown as your gaze shifted from side to side.
The anticipation of what's to come made you tremble in fear.
Suddenly a deep hum resounded the silent chamber and your husband's hand came up to tug at the neckline of you dress which made you crash onto him with a loud gasp.
He held onto your waist to steady you for a second but then pushed you down to your knees between his wide open legs.
His hand found his way back to your neckline but this time he ripped it down in a single motion.
Your hands intinctively came up to cover yourself but with one look of his , they went back to your your sides immediately.
Aemond crouched a bit to come close to your flushed face. He was so close that you could see his pupil dilate.
You were so lost in his gaze , you couldn't anticipate him pinching your nipple hard with the pad of his thumb and forefinger.
You yelped and tried to shirk back but he yanked you forward, this time both of your nipple within his grasp.
You bit your lip in pain as your eyes watered, and looked up at him in a silent plea, which was obviously ignored.
But oh how it pleased him! Aemond loved the expression gracing your face as he pinched your nipple sore.
He loved the round watery eyes looking up at him so helplessly. He raised a hand and smirked when you flinched at the motion. A swift slap came across your left tit making it bounce deliciously.
You couldn't help but let out a small scream.

"Don't make a sound unless I tell you to. Understood?"

"Y-yes."

"Hmm."

And then came another resounding slap followed by several others, but you dutifully stayed silent.
You breasts has angry red hand imprints on them. His hands were so massive it's marks covered your entire tit.
You didn't even realise when tears had started dripping down your face. Blinking away the wetness you looked up at Aemond.
The prince was thrilled more than he imagined he would. Your tear streaked face, red nose and trembling lips made his cock twitch like never before.
You on the other hand were extremely confused. You were being treated so roughly by your usually sweet and caring husband, but the wetness pooling below you stated anything but displeasure.
You were so turned on by the way your lord husband was treating you, it scared you.

"My perfect little wife. I couldn't ever fathom a lady such as you would turn out to be such a slut." Aemond smirked devilishly.
"You poor thing, you needed your husband's cock so much you couldn't even wait a few days. Tsk tsk."

Your eyes flicked back down in shame.

" You should've been patient, don't you agree?"

You nodded your head in reply.

"Words." He said warningly.

"Y-yes my lord. Forgive me." Your trembling voice came out in an almost whisper.

"I had planned on not giving you a release tonight."
Your eyes widened at him. There was no way you would survive not having a release tonight as well. You were sure you would collapse from the tension between your legs.
"But I decided to be merciful." He said while gently wiping your tears away.
You sighed in relief. You were glad your punishment was over. The anticipation of your husband's soft touches on you were enough to make you forget the pain .

You stirred to get up from your position but surprisingly Aemond pushed you back down.

" Who said you could get up dear wife? Don't tell me you thought it was over?" He said with a dark chuckle.

You were confused. Didn't he just say he would let you reach your release?

As if to reply to your inner thoughts Aemond said, " I did say I would help you but I didn't say how."

He took off his boots and prodded your throbbing wet pussy with his foot.
" Look at how wet your cunt is. Are you sure you are a noble lady? Because that cunt feels like it belongs to a pleasure house."
His harsh words brought back your tears as you try to push his leg away half heartedly.
You realised you weren't crying at his words, but the tears were your frustration at yourself pouring out. You were disgusted with yourself being aroused by such savagery.
Were you always this lewd?
Aemond stopped prodding you and leaned back on the couch with his arms behind his head. He nodded towards his outstretched leg and said, " Go ahead, rub on it. I thought you needed help?"

Your mouth hung open and you kept staring at him in disbelief.

" Never mind if you want it." He shrugged and prepared to get up.
Panicking you hurriedly latched onto his leg and straddled it.
"No! I- I'll do it."
You couldn't bare to look at him but you could feel his smile as you started to hump your wet self on his leg.
Your whole body was burning in shame but you kept rubbing yourself on Aemond while holding onto his knee for support.

Aemond whipped our his cock and started pumping furiously as he himself was unable to hold back anymore.
The sight of your your eyes closed in shame and please as your boobs bounced in a rythmic motion as you humped yourself away on his leg.
He held you in place by both your wrists with his free hand as you finally reached your release and were shaking so violently you were about to collapse. Your eyes rolled back to your head and you splewed profanities you had no idea you knew, as you squirted a fountain.

Seeing you reach your release , Aemond increased his pace and grunted in pleasure as he found his own high.
His cum splashed over your spent face, roping endlessly its own design.
The release was so intense you passed out right there in the position you were in.
But if you hadn't, you would have seen how your husband cleaned you up with a warm washcloth, and how he gently laid you down on your bed, as if he hadn't treated you like a common whore just a while ago.
You would've seen how he tucked you beneath the blankets and held you close in his embrace as he stroked your hair until he himself drifted off to slumber, all while breathing in you sweet scent.

A/n: I'm really sorry for such a late post. I haven't been able to edit this one so please let me know if you find some mistakes.💜