STORY TITLE: For the Good of Westeros

PART: 02 of ?
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
DISTRIBUTION: My Yahoo Group, , Archive of Our Own, Hentai-Foundry, Questionable Questing
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, the Game of Thrones Characters and setting are owned by George R.R. Martin and HBO
SUMMARY: While Ned enjoys himself with Cersei, his nephew Jon teaches Catelyn who's really in charge of Winterfell!

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
RELATIONSHIPS: Ned Stark/Cersei Lannister, Jon Snow/Catelyn Stark
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT: 4,698
SPOILERS: None, goes extremely AU during the first season of Game of Thrones
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.

AUTHORS NOTES: Just a story idea that wouldn't leave me alone, and yet another fandom I've never written before. Hope you enjoy! There are a ton of questions raised in the chapter, but they will be answered as the story progresses.

Later that Night

It was nearly midnight when Ned returned to his chambers. The news of Robert's injury arrived just as dinner was being served, and it took several hours for the chaos to be brought under control. The Queen was believably stricken, and hurried to spend time with her husband, ensuring his wounds were tended properly. Her children were in attendance also, so it was left to Ned to ensure that everything was kept running smoothly.

But at last he was able to get some privacy, waving away the servant girls who woke up at his entry, he closed the door behind him and stripped to the skin, lowering himself to the furs covering his floor. Once he was in position, he closed his eyes and, using the gift that was his birthright, before he'd attracted the attention of whatever trickster god who sent him on his journeys, he sent his eyes out to monitor the kingdoms.

Briefly scanning Daenerys Targaryen, she was learning how to enjoy her body with her handmaiden Doreah under the watchful eyes of her Khal, and left them to it, there would be time to bring the Mother of Dragons under his thumb in the future. The Khaleesi had much to learn, and to accomplish before she was claimed. It was unfortunate that Drogo would have to die, he honestly made her happy, but his fate was one of the few that was immutable.

He smiled as his eyes landed on Winterfell, Ned truly loved his home in the North, and there was a part of him that was eager to return. But that would need to wait, he had several other things to accomplish here in Kings Landing, and Catelyn would understand when he finally sent for her. In the original time, Catelyn would soon be taking to the Kings Road with Robb and the others, leading to a great deal of deaths that he needed to prevent. They would need all the swords they could gather when the Night King made his move, and the lives that would lost in the War of the Five Kings would be needed against the greater threat.

That was one of the major reasons why he had arranged things to happen between Catelyn and Jon, it would keep her attention on Winterfell and out of the clutches of the Frey's. It would also teach Jon leadership skills that would be useful when the time came for him to announce his heritage. Even from a cursory scan of Daenerys it was clear that she would be happiest submitting to a stronger lover, and Jon would be able to give her that, and he wouldn't be torn in his loyalties this time, so he could keep her from losing herself to the madness like before.

Looking in on his younger sons, he nodded, Bran was awake again, although still unable to walk. There was certain things that were beyond his power in this world, and even with the magic at his command from his time as Neville, he didn't have the skills to heal Ned's son. At least it was just his legs that didn't work, when the time came he would be able to father children, and the practicing would be a good test of his ingenuity, finding positions to allow he and his partner to enjoy themselves.

He would still need to find a way to help Bran gain the knowledge he needed, preferably without causing Osha and Hodor to lose their lives this time. The wilding woman had been devoted to Bran, and that should be encouraged, she would be an excellent person to introduce Bran to the pleasures of a woman's body when he had a few more years under his belt.

He just hoped he had enough time in Ned's body to make all the needed changes. He never really knew how long he had in each world before being called to the next, so he would need to plant the seeds and leave guidance in Ned's memories for when he had to leave. If he had the time to see it through personally, then that would be ideal, but it didn't always happen.

Rickon was sleeping soundly, as expected, Ned's youngest son was still blissfully unaware of the evil and darkness in the world. He was one of the innocents, and if all went as planned, he would grow to manhood without having to flee for his life. The danger for the two boys was still in the future though, and removing Balon Greyjoy would avoid the majority of that.

It would also prevent the fall of Theon and his torture at the hand's of the Bolton's, and leave Robb with a strong right arm. He frowned, the Bolton's really needed to be killed, both Roose and Ramsay were far too twisted to even attempt to guide away from their paths. Of course, Ramsay was still officially a bastard at this point, so he would be fairly easy to kill. His dogs were kept hungry after all...

His thoughts of Theon guided him to the young man's location, and he was amused to see that he and Robb were currently enjoying one of the servant girls, taking her front and back at the same time, and she certainly looked like she was enjoying herself. That was something that Ned had taught the young men in his care, even before he had woken in Ned's body.

He had taught Robb, Theon and Jon, when they were old enough to start enjoying the woman who were available to them, that an eager and willing partner was a requirement, he would castrate and take the head of any of them he caught forcing one of the girls! He also taught them that the best way to ensure their partner was willing and eager was to make sure they playmates got as much pleasure as they could handle, every time. The word would get around, and soon they would have no problem at all getting any of the serving girls to remove their dresses.

Amusingly enough, it looked like the girl they were with wasn't the only one they'd been entertaining, there were two other girls, both naked and sleeping, their arms wrapped around each other. From the looks of their faces, it was clear that the girls had been licking each other, and the smiles on their faces were proof that they'd enjoyed themselves.

He was a bit surprised that his nephew wasn't with the two of them, and scanned the rest of the keep. When he found his nephew, the young man wasn't alone, and he split his awareness between Jon and Ned's wife to enjoy the scene.

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Catelyn was actually nervous, even though she knew that her Lord, her husband had approved what she was to do. He had taken her aside before departing for Kings Landing and finally told her the truth about the boy she had thought was his bastard. It was an unpleasant shock, especially as she thought about her treatment of the boy. She had spent the hours at Bran's bedside remembering every cruel remark and action she had taken against Jon from the time he was old enough to understand.

And now she was going to be offering herself to him for punishment. Her husband had told her that when her nephew called for her, she was to obey him, in all respects. It was clear that he expected Jon to have her body, and she was to allow it, as often and however he desired it.

That wasn't what made her nervous, no, it was her understanding that her nephew would be punishing her for her actions that was bothering her. At least he had waited until her son was awake, so she wasn't distracted with that worry, but her blood had turned to ice in her veins that morning when he approached her after breakfast, ordering her to retire to her chambers immediately after dinner, they had much to discuss.

She had managed to make it through the day, although she had gone to her chambers in the early afternoon and called for one of her and her husband's favorite bed wenches, Alana. When the girl arrived, Catelyn had her bathe her completely, including her bung, because she was certain that her nephew would take her there.

It was only after she was clean, and Alana had shaved her, that she allowed the girl to use her mouth on her. It took several climaxes to relax her enough to face what was to happen, and she used her own mouth to give the girl a reward for her service. She briefly considered bringing the girl with her that evening, she had noticed Jon admiring her body, but discarded the idea, if he was going to punish her the way Catelyn expected, it would make Alana uncomfortable to see it, the girl wasn't strong enough to understand why it was happening.

Catelyn had left her small clothes behind as she dressed for dinner, which she got through with a minimum of tension, Alana still had her relaxed enough that she could preside over the meal without a problem. The only difficulty was when she felt her nephew's eyes on her, and she looked up, seeing the amusement in his gaze. There was something different in his eyes now, she hadn't noticed the strength, the determination as he looked at her, and almost against her will she felt herself getting wet!

And now she was waiting, pacing around like a nervous as a virgin bride on her wedding night, waiting for what was to happen. Finally there came a single sharp knock on the door, and she hurried to open it.

When the door was open, she gasped involuntarily, because standing before her was not the boy she had insulted and abused for all these years. No, he was still Jon Snow, she refused to call him a Targaryen, it wouldn't be safe, but he had changed somehow. He looked the same, physically, but there was somehow an aura of power surrounding him, and she knew that she was lost.

He stepped through the doorway, not waiting for an invitation, and closed it behind him, the two of them were completely alone and he scowled at her. "You are wearing too much clothing for our conversation, Catelyn. Remove the dress before I remove it for you."

It was the calmness of his voice that affected her the most, and she found herself rushing to remove the offending garment, shoving it off her shoulders and over her hips until she was standing naked before him.

He stepped closer, his hands cupping her breasts, his rough thumbs brushing across her nipples, and she shuddered, a slight moan escaping her mouth, as they tightened sending shivers of pleasure though her body.

He smirked, "My uncle was right, I see. We spend many hours with quite a few different servant girls as he demonstrated exactly how to touch you to provide the most pleasure. It was quite enjoyable, once I adjusted to learning the truth about my parents, and I'll admit I really liked hearing stories of you with your mouth on another woman. I'm definitely planning on seeing that, especially once I seduce Sansa. She has been almost as unpleasant to me as you were, and your husband has already given me permission to show her the error of her ways when they return from Kings Landing."

Catelyn stared at him, speechless, her husband had given him permission? Why would he do that? She needed to find a way to contact him, to learn the truth. At least her daughters were away for now, so they were safe from her nephew's appetites.

He shook his head, the smirk still on his face. "Oh yes, your husband was quite clear that this will continue after his return from the South. You see, your husband has been well aware of your and Sansa's behavior toward me, she will find herself joining you in my bed quite soon after their return. She will learn the pleasure that is possible to enjoy, but she will also discover that actions have consequences. But we can discuss my seduction of your daughter later, right now, it's time you learn that same lesson."

Stepping back, he took her hand and led her to the bed, but instead of pressing her against the mattress, he stopped at the foot of the bed and loosened the ropes holding the canopy in place. Taking her wrist, he wrapped one of the ropes around it, before doing the same with her other wrist. She stayed silent, her mind still trying to adjust to what the bastard was saying.

It wasn't so much the idea of bedding her daughter that bothered her, she and her sister had enjoyed each other quite often growing up, after all. No, it was the idea that her innocent daughter would be defiled by this half Targaryen bastard! Catelyn had enough experience to endure what was happening, but Sansa was untouched!

She wanted to rage at him, but her orders from her husband had been clear, it was his wish that she submit to the treatment, and part of her understood it was deserved. If she had treated the boy properly, even if she resented that he was her husband's bastard, things would have been very different. But it was too late now, all she could do was submit, and plan a way to protect her daughters.

Lost in her own thoughts, Catelyn missed that he had pulled her legs apart and tied her ankles to the foot of the bed, leaving her completely spread open and vulnerable to whatever he wanted to do to her. It was only when she felt his rough fingers sliding into her pussy that she realized the position she was in, and started to struggle, testing the bonds. A sharp slap on her ass stilled her, and when she cried out in protest she found her mouth full of his fingers, coated with her juices.

"Taste yourself, Catelyn, you may pretend you aren't enjoying this, but your body is already aroused and ready for me to take you. Lick your pussy juices off my fingers, and imagine what the other girls you kneel in front of will taste like. Sansa won't be the first, but you will be tasting her, and Arya as well, when she is old enough. But Arya will enjoy a much more pleasant awakening, she always treated me with love and kindness, so it's only right I treat her the same. But that is years away."

Before she could find the words to protest, his fingers were removed and a cloth was shoved into her mouth, stilling her words. "In case you were wondering, those are a pair of your small clothes, your husband gave them to me before he left, and I've been keeping them just for tonight. I had three different serving girls wearing them this afternoon, soaking them with their juices. I wonder if you recognize any of their tastes?" He mused, before he slapped her ass again. "In case you were wondering, I gagged you because I don't want the servants to disturb us. It wouldn't do for Robb and Theon and Rickon to see you as you truly are, so do your best to keep the gag in your mouth, will you?"

Catelyn felt her skin flush with anger and humiliation, knowing that this beast would delight in exposing her to her son's and Theon. She was well aware of Robb and Theon's enjoyment of the serving girls, but she was no serving girl! She was the Lady Stark, she was a Tully! She may have to submit to this boy, but there were limits to what she would endure!

She tried to turn her head to glare at him, but a tug on her hair kept her in place, and then something was being wrapped around her head, covering her eyes completely.

"How does it feel, Catelyn? To be helpless, not knowing what is happening, or what is going to happen? Maybe you can understand, just a little of how I felt as a young child, seeing you treating the others the way a mother should, but not knowing why you treated me so differently. As I grew older, I started to understand, but I was blameless in my birth, so why did you persist in punishing me, especially when your husband had made it clear he didn't like it?"

Catelyn shook her head, unable to speak because of the gag, but she really had no idea what she could say anyway, the bastard was right, damn it!

There was the sound of clothing being removed, which she expected, but then there was a sudden snap of leather slapping on leather, and she froze. He wouldn't! Would he? The chuckle she heard was all the answer she needed. There was nothing he wouldn't to, and for the first time she silently cursed her husband for keeping this secret from her, and then giving her the order to submit.

"So, you do understand? That's good, it won't prevent your punishment, but at least you won't have to wonder why you were being punished, you already know. Now, prepare yourself!"

That was the only warning she received as the thick leather belt landed on the back of her thighs, making her jerk in her bonds. She would have cried out except for the gag, but she could feel the hot tears rolling down her cheeks.

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Jon kept his face impassive as he used the belt on the woman who, for so long had been the bane of his existence. It had taken many conversations with Lord Stark before he was able to start letting go of his anger at the woman, although his anger at her was less than what he held for his uncle. Mentally he understood the need to keep his true parentage secret, but the four year old little boy deep inside him didn't understand, but he got through the anger and the pain, and honestly felt closer to his uncle than he had before.

He had not wanted to punish his aunt at first, but came to understand the reason it was necessary. He didn't have any problem at all with the idea of bedding the woman, she was an attractive woman after all. But his uncle had explained the punishment was necessary to demonstrate to Catelyn that her behavior was unacceptable, and not to be repeated. If he just claimed the woman, he knew she would submit because of her husband's orders, but the punishment helped to drive home the reason it was happening, and he could take the time to ensure she actually enjoyed what happened afterward. Eventually he would tell her that he would not be bedding Sansa or Arya, he just told her that to give her something to concentrate on, distracting her from what he was doing.

He kept strict control of himself as he used the belt on her thighs and ass, wanting it to be just painful enough to drive home the lesson but not actually cause harm to Catelyn. The belt was causing the skin to turn red, but not being broken. She would be sore when he finished, but nothing a good soak wouldn't cure, not like it was when he first started learning.

It had taken quite a bit of practice with the whores his uncle had purchased, but he had learned the proper control. The whores had been paid very well, and were given the best healing, so they weren't unhappy at the end of it, even if it was uncomfortable at first. Amusingly enough, two of them had approached him at the brothel asking to experience the belt again! He had indulged them of course. If they enjoyed the sensations, who was he to argue.?

Jon kept a close count, and when he reached 16, one for each year of his unhappiness, he dropped the belt and released her wrists and ankles from their bonds. Turning her around, he pushed on Catelyn's shoulder, and she lowered herself to her knees without hesitation. Reaching down, he removed the makeshift gag and blindfold, waiting as she blinked the tears away. Once he saw her eyes clearing, he stepped in front of the kneeling woman, his cock directly at her face.

Her eyes focused on him and she smiled widely before reaching out and stroking him. "I am sorry for how I treated you," she softly said, looking up at him, "let me make it up to you?"

He nodded, and she licked her lips before smiling as she took him in her mouth. She started sucking him, taking his cock deeper as she used her tongue on his shaft. He moaned at the pleasure she was giving him, and he reached down to stroke her hair, letting her set the pace. The punishment was over, after all, and he wanted her to receive pleasure as well. One of her hands reached up and fondled his balls, while the other was between her legs, rubbing her pussy before sliding her fingers into herself.

She sucked him enthusiastically, and the excitement in her eyes just added to his own excitement at having her kneeling before him. The feel of her tongue as she released him from her mouth, licking his shaft and then taking his eggs in her mouth was easily the equal of the most expensive whore he had enjoyed!

"That's feels wonderful, Catelyn, you are doing so well!" He managed to say, and she hummed happily around him. Her hand felt wonderfully as she rubbed his balls, and the warm wetness of her mouth was driving him insane!

Jon managed to keep his control as she sucked him for several minutes, until the pleasure got to be too much and the pressure inside him boiled over and he exploded in her mouth. She blinked in surprise, but started swallowing, managing to take everything he had, before releasing him from her mouth and licking him clean.

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He smiled as he watched the two of them, a bit pleased at how well the boy had taken his lessons with the belt. It had taken him several lifetimes to become that capable, although by the time he found himself in Sunnydale as Rupert Giles, he was able to make very good use of those skills in providing guidance to the novice witches, keeping them from following dangerous paths in their exploration of magic, which prevented a great deal of problems as they grew more comfortable with their skills.

He wondered if he would ever return to that universe, he'd actually enjoyed himself a great deal while he was there. Unfortunately he doubted it, once the main problem was resolved and things set on the right path he tended to get pulled away, leaving his changes behind.

With this world though, he had a feeling he would be there for several years at least, there was a lot of crap that needed to be corrected before he was done. And one of the major issues was being corrected right in front of him.

Lightly touching both Jon and Catelyn, he removed any hesitation or resentment on Catelyn's part, allowing her to accept that the punishment was warranted so it wouldn't fester between the two of them. He also changed her feelings toward Jon from hatred to affection, and ensured she would greatly enjoy joining her nephew in bed, without any messy emotions getting involved.

With Jon, Ned's nephew was already developing the dominant personality that he would need in claiming the Mother of Dragons, and any others who found themselves in his path. He also gifted the young man with a tiny fraction of his power, which increased Jon's stamina.

Catelyn squealed in happy surprise when he lifted her from her knees, his cock hard and ready to go already, and soon had her kneeling on the bed, her legs spread wide, and Jon was behind her, his cock rubbing against the lips of Catelyn's soaking pussy, before pushing inside her.

Feeling a presence approaching his physical body, he withdrew his attention from Ned's wife and nephew and willed himself back to his body. Opening his eyes, he saw Cersei kneeling in the doorway, completely nude.

With a smile, he climbed to his feet and approached her, his cock hardening as he walked, until he was standing before the kneeling woman. Reading her thoughts, it was easy to see that she was driven by nothing more than horniness and desire to repeat their earlier encounter, so he reached down and gripped her hair, pulling her open mouth toward his cock.

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Catelyn keened happily as she was stretched around Jon's cock, she had missed being filled like this since her husband had gone South, and it was a glorious feeling! Even the sting from the belt had faded, leaving nothing but a memory that she could ignore, all that mattered right now was the wonderful stretching inside her, touching her in ways that her fingers or Alana's tongue never could match! He wasn't quite a filling as her Lord Husband, but she was still enjoying the way Jon was pounding her into the bed. He even surprised her by reaching around and rubbing her as his cock barreled into her eager pussy, his fingers brushing her button and making the pleasure even more intense. But when his other hand started playing with her tits and pinching her nipples, it was all she could do not to scream her pleasure to the entire keep!

He kept pounding her, it seemed like for hours, as the pleasure kept building and receding, building and receding as he changed his position and the way he was fucking her, until she was ready to give him anything if he only let her cum, but finally he slammed against her hips and gave out a strangled groan, she felt him swelling inside her and that was what she needed, the climax that had been building for centuries finally burst through the damn and took her far away, her body floating on an ocean of bliss.

She floated in ecstasy for ages until she finally felt herself drawn back to the keep and into her body. Looking up at the man responsible for her wonderful feelings, she noticed that she was laying on her back and, with a sleepy smile, closed her eyes and drifted away on the wings of dream.

Jon looked down at the woman in disbelief, he was ready to go again and she was sleeping? Shaking his head, he moved so he was laying behind her, wrapping his arms around her and was soon sleeping as well.

In his dreams, there were dragons...

End Chapter Two