This is a GoT re-imagination, about a couple of characters. Mostly a fan fiction. If you have not watched the show, be warned, there’s a little bit of SPOILERS. However, the following story veers significantly and is written mostly for fun.

Loras Tyrell was still very much in love with Renly. His sudden and mysterious passing only made Loras' heart ache stronger for his friend, lover and king. But circumstances had dictated that the Tyrells ally themselves with the Lannisters and like most political alliances of the time, this also meant marriage.

Margaery, his sister, was to be married to Joffre and he to Cersei. None of the four had much say in it. It was fixed by Lady Tyrell and Lord Tywin. Lady Tyrell would never leave her precious rose at the hands of that sadistic little monster and she ensured that with some help from the manipulative Littlefinger. Margaery was to now marry the innocent and naive Tommen. But what Lady Tyrell did not realise was that she was leaving Loras at the mercy of the equally sadistic and more dangerous, Cersei.

Loras, of course, was more than capable of handling himself. He was a knight of the realm and a very able warrior. And more importantly, he had the backing of Highgarden! This would have worked out fine and dandy and it did, until Cersei did what she did. Loras and Margaery were imprisoned by the High Sparrow, mentally and physically broken. Cersei herself was shamed, falling into her own trap. This was time for revenge. She would wipe out the Tyrells and the High Sparrow. No one fucks with Cersei. No one walks into the Lioness's den and expects mercy. She was going to blow everyone up. It was the perfect plan.

But like the best laid plans of mice and men, sometimes the plans of women work out a little differently as well. Tommen slipped past the Mountain and found his way to the sept. The Mountain and Jamie - who had figured out what was about to happen - went after Tommen to rescue him. The sudden appearance of the duo and their hurried insistence to take Tommen away was all that was needed to figure out what was happening. This quickly led to panic. It was too late though, the entire place was blown to smithereens and everyone in it.

All, except Loras.

He had not yet been brought to the trial. His escorts were late and they reached just in time to see the entire place blow up. Cersei saw the explosion from the Red Keep with a satisfied smile. Her enemies were dust. But by the time she realised that she was the last Lannister left, her soldiers had brought her, a now absolutely broken Loras. The Flower Knight had spent months in prison being tortured and had just witnessed his entire world go up in ashes, right in front of his eyes. There wasn't much resistance left in him.

The incident affected Cersei differently. She might have been as upset as Loras, but she was now free of her last humanising influences. Both Jamie and Tommen had been inside the sept along with all the Tyrells and the Mountain. There was nothing holding her back anymore. Cersei was now an absolutely wild animal!

Even in her grief and her violence Cersei knew that there was a war coming and that she needed allies, and an army. The Tyrells were gone but Loras still had Highgarden and his army. This was beautifully set up for Cersei, the new Queen of the realm! She only married Loras after her coronation. There could be no doubt. She was the queen, he, her consort. She now had a kingdom...queendom, a formidable army and a broken man all to herself. Loras was the perfect target, Cersei thirsted for revenge and Loras was the exact person to bear the brunt of it - she lost her's in trying to kill him and his. Moreover, Loras was too broken to resist anything. And even he wanted to, he was too powerless against the queen, his queen.

Loras was in a dark dungeon, chained to the walls. He had not quite gotten over everything when he was brought to Cersei, who had promptly ordered him imprisoned. It was a few days later when he was unchained, cleaned and informed that he was to marry the new queen. The ceremony was small and formal. There weren't any celebrations. The queen was entering a contract to get herself an army, he was anyway her plaything, her prisoner.

That night, Loras found himself waiting for his queen, in her bedchamber. Stripped naked and chained to the bedpost.

Cersei was a sexual woman. Loras was a very handsome man. The queen walked in and looked at her new husband. She offered her foot, "kiss it and show your queen how much you adore her." Loras knew Cersei was going to be merciless, he had expected to be executed and was surprised that was instead forced to marry her. He slowly figured out why, and he also realised that Cersei would avenge her loss through his humiliation and servitude. He would just be a consort in name, a slave in action. And he soon realised, that his attractive young body was going to be the queen's plaything. His stomach turned at the thought, he felt slightly nauseous. Cersei was a very good looking woman, blonde hair, blue eyes, a vison to most men; but Loras was gay. And the thought of having to please her every night was torture.

Cersei had hoped exactly for this. It would be fun to be with such a handsome knight, but the fact that he would hate it, made it so much more pleasurable for her. Loras on the other hand knew that he had no other choice. He was completely at the mercy of the Lioness!

He stuck out his hand and held the queen's foot and planted a kiss. He was promptly rewarded with a kick. "When I say kiss my feet, I mean a proper kiss!" asserted Cersei. "Use your tongue, my slave knight."

Loras got to work. He licked her feet from heel to toes, and sucked her toes, one after the other and then all together. When he was finished with one foot, he did the same to the other. He heard the queen moaning but didn't dare to look up. He continued his licking.

Cersei had already had an orgasm from the power rush. A beautiful man, a knight of the realm, debasing himself for her pleasure. Her hand reached inside her robes and found her moist cunt. She fingered herself while he slaved at her feet. "That's enough boy. Come up and smell my arousal on my fingers." said Cersei as she presented her fingers to Loras. He was obediently sniffing her fingers, when she forcefully stuffed them in his mouth. He tasted her cum on her fingers and hated it. He was dreading what was about to happen.

Sure enough, Cersei, lifted her robes and parted her legs. He knew what he had to do, and as soon he found her wet inner thighs, the robe fell over him. Trapped between his owner's legs, surrounded by darkness, he heard her say, "get to work, bitch." He steadied himself, and smelled her strong arousal. He was soon lapping at her hairy jungle, licking her moist cunt. He licked and licked until she orgasmed right in his mouth. "Swallow", she said, and swallow he did.

The night was anywhere near over. He found himself kneeling while she unrobed. She was indeed a beauty. Long blonde hair, and smooth white skin. But she was not his type; his type was the other gender. He had faced enough humiliation for the night, he thought to himself. He was wrong.

Cersei, turned around and presented her voluptuous arse to him. He swallowed whatever was left of his pride and parted her ass cheeks. "Good boy. You didn't make me ask and that saved you a whipping", Cersei said as she felt his warm tongue on her asshole. "Put it all the way in. Taste my shithole, taste it and tell me how wonderful it is." He tried to pay her compliments with his tongue up her arse but all that came out was gibberish. Cersei didn't care, she was far too gone in her power trip to care, besides that delicious ass licking was getting her close.

She came with a thunderous roar and held him by the hair to her cunt. She came buckets and didn't stop until she started to piss all over his face. "Open up and swallow my superior piss, little bitch. And when I am done, you will lick it up from the floor and clean it."

He did as he was told, his tears mixing with her cum and her piss. His slavery had just started. He was the lioness' helpless prey.