M4F - Cersei's Retaliation

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The Great Hall was filled with the commoners, coming to participate in the court session. My eyes scanned them, unwashed and unkempt, hardly worthy to step on the marble floor. My lips were twisted in a sneer as I pretended to listen to the pathetic wailing of a fisherman, daring to claim that sewage from the Red Keep is killing the fish in Blackwater Bay.

My mother sat beside me, on a significantly smaller chair, her fingers drumming on the armrest. She hid her boredom better, but I found no reason to. I am the King, and she has to pretend to care.

The peasant didn't even finish his claims when I opened my mouth. "The only reason you're still able to moan and groan about your stupid fish... Is because of my heroic victory against Staniss' usurping army. Ser Kettleblack." I turned to one of my most loyal guards, and he turned to me, golden armor plates rustling. "Execute the man and his family. Hang his body near the shore."

The man yelped and cowered as Frightened murmurs of weaklings echoed through the hall, and my sneer turned into a slight smirk. Ser Meryn started to make his way to the frightened man before my mother raised her hand, squirming in her seat. "Ser Kettleblack, stop. Don't touch him. Jo-- My King, it might be best to reconsider."

I straightened up, my expression showing clear disbelief. Did she just try to command the Kingsguard and interfere with my decision... The King's decision?

"Ser Meryn." I grit my teeth. "I'd like your assistance in teaching my mother some manners. Help her up from her seat. She might have difficulty standing up in her old age." Ser Meryn obeyed and grabbed her somewhat forcefully, bringing her to the side of the frightened peasant.

"Make her bend the knee and remove her clothes. Now." Ser Meryn made quick work of the intricate, delicate fabrics that covered my mother's body, stripping her to her undergarments for all to see. She struggled on her knees, but she was no match to Ser Meryn's grip. The hall was silent, except for the cries of my mother.

"Strike her. Twice." The slaps on her cheek echoed throughout the room. "Help her up." My green eyes were fixed on hers in a sadistic, venomous smirk. "Do not. Disobey me."

After sundown, I sat in my bed, bare chested, my chest heaving slightly. My lower body is covered with a blanket made from the finest silk, woven in High Garden. Some whore just left the room in a less than presentable condition, and I couldn't be happier. I poured myself a cup of wine and took a sip, smiling smugly.

Hi! I'm looking for someone to fill Cersei's role. As you probably guessed, I'll be playing as Joffrey! This roleplay involves incest (Duh!), an angry Cersei and a feisty Joffrey! I do prefer a more submissive role in this RP, but Joff won't submit easily.

Here's my kinklist. FYI, older prompts are still open!

Hit me up with your ideas!