Chapter 3

It happened, so fast that Arya and Danearys were taken by surprise. The queen dressed head to toe in furs with only her long golden hair dancing in the sunlight was unceremoniously sent on her way in the great wind of the snowy north. The door to the log cabin was slammed shut and Jon and Arya were alone for the first time

Arya Stark passed out within a few minutes, but not quite before she felt her feet being set free. She struggled to kick at the person, but they easily avoided her clumsily kick and stood back until she had fallen more under control of whatever drug Jon had administered. Arya did hear the person say one thing before she passed out completely. “You have no worry. You will not freeze.”

Arya had no idea of how long she was asleep, but a glance out of the two windows in the cabin told her it was now dark outside. Her eyes widened like brown saucers. There were two small lanterns shining in opposite corners, giving him just enough light to make things out. She found she had been completely stripped of any clothing and her hands and feet were bound, except this time. She was tied to a heavy duty chair that had her positioned so her upper body was sitting up on about a forty-five degree angle. Arya tried to move her arms and legs, but any movement was limited to about three inches in any direction. She saw a shadow over by the stove area now apparently cooking something that at least smelled good. Arya found the sheet that covered her body up to her shoulders did keep her fairly warm, and the food smell made her hungry, but the worry about her personal safety was now her main concern.

Arya spoke again, this time trying to keep her voice and tone under control. “Why are you here, Jon? What do you want from me? You have taken my leather pouch, my trusty compass and anything else I had when I was out cold, so what do you want?”

Jon turned toward her and for the first time Arya could tell the potent male had designs on her ... It was obvious to her the man, if she could call someone like him a man, was not interested in appearance or a hair style out of the latest times. He came closer and she was pleased at least it appeared he had bathed somewhere so at least he did not have a body odor.

Jon spoke in a harsh voice. “I don’t want money, your compass, or oak axe. It’s no good up here if I put it to work. You have no worry about friends. I know where they will start looking for you at daylight. You have no worried, they will find you alive. Now time you answer questions.”

Arya nodded. She still did not know his name, but was in no position to argue. “What is it you want to know?”

“Why are you stealing my trees? Trees are mine and you steal it.”

Arya gulped. “I did not know they were yours. I was told no one lived on this part of the mountain. Everyone said it had been deserted for over ten years since the last known residents had left. I had no idea those trees belonged to you. Please, you have to believe me.”

Jon Snow grabbed the silky long chestnut-brown hair on her head and pulled hard. “One should not steal. You not know the golden rules? Never steal what cannot be returned, it is bad.”

“Yes I was taught that rule. I have never stolen a thing in my life. I would not have tried to take the trees if I had known they belonged to you. I would have offered to pay for them if I could have found you.”

To say Jon smiled was almost true, except Arya did not know if it was a smile or something else too sinister to think about. “You will pay for stealing trees. Right now we eat, and then you pay.” He went toward the stove and put whatever he had been making into a large bowl. Picking up a small wooden spoon he came near him. It was obvious he was going to feed her.

Arya grimaced, wondering whatever he could have cooked up. “What is that? My stomach is sensitive and I get sick easy. I don’t want to get sick.”

He grabbed her hair again and indicated for her to open her mouth as the spoon full of stuff was already up by her mouth. “No talk. Eat now, pay later.”

Arya thought at least if it made her sick, he had said her friends would find her alive in the daylight, and she was hungry. She opened his mouth, and to her surprise, found the stew as Ms. Stark would later call it, was very good. She watched Jon take a bite after her. There was no poison if he was eating it as well, which made her almost eager to eat. The two of them traded bites of the stew using the same spoon until the food was gone. He took the bowl away and came back with a glass of room temperature water which Arya drank despite her misgivings about what the water may have contained.

Jon made sure Lady Stark was covered up with the sheet before saying, “Rest now. Pay later.” He then went over to a bed that had been built into a nook in the wall and laid down. It did not take long for her to hear him snoring.

Despite Arya’s best attempts to stay awake. She too soon was fast asleep. Arya woke up with a start as she felt him checking the ropes that held her in place. “What is your game? What are you going to do with me?”

There was that same look on his face as he answered. ‘You pay now.” He took the sheet off her ever so slowly and stood looking down at her naked body.

Arya had been told by several of her men friends that She was in good shape and had nothing to be ashamed of as a woman. She was wondering what he was going to do when her eyes opened wide as he started taking off her clothes.

“What are you doing? Why are you taking off your clothes?”

Jon put her hand on her vagina and started rubbing it up and down as soon as he had finished undressing. “You pay now.” he said as it was obvious to both Arya Stark and him that she was aroused.

Arya soon gathered he must have done this to other women, as it only took him minimal effort to straddle her and soon had her impaled on his erection. She found herself struggling to get her hands free, but at times Arya was not sure whether it was to get him off her or to hold him in place. She had to admit as he bounced up and down on her while emitting low groans of pleasure it was a turn on for her She had never expected.

Just as She was about to have him explode his load, he stopped and got off. “No! No do that. You pay first.”

He went over and got another glass of water, this time a cold one, and threw it on her vagina. He laughed when she reacted by shouting, and went to get a towel to dry her off. Next he checked the ropes binding her once again and started to adjust the height of the chair she was sitting on. Arya felt herself being laid flat on her back, a process that enable her to now move her hands and feet about six inches in total, but no more.

He lay on top of her and took her nipple into his mouth. “No bite. I suck hard, no bite.”

It became clear to Arya that despite She thought this would be a bad experiences with being tied down, She found himself enjoying the bondage limitations, even though at times She wondered just how much of bondage was the guy into. Would it become bad enough where one could consider it moving into the S&M area of sex? Jon had her tits now sitting at the edge of his mouth, and she was clearly nervous what he would do. He extended his tongue out and gently swirled it around the outside of her nipple and then kissed them. It did not take her long to find he was not going to bite and started to enjoy the attention. He made sure both her nipples were well sucked and kissed before he got off and once again began to stroke her pubic triangle until she became aroused.

This time when he crawled on top of her, kissing her breasts and neck while interlacing his fingers with the hair on her hair, before impaling her once again. This time he went moved a lot slower than the first time, but it was not long before he felt her shiver and shake beneath him. He knew what had made her shiver and shake like that and increase the movement of his own hips to please her even more. It was less than a minute when Arya shook again and laid still below him breathing heavy.

Arya could not control herself any longer and brought her groin muscles to bear on his cock still inside her. She wanted him to shoot his load inside her and this was one way she knew worked with all the other men in her love life. Her actions brought him out of her immediately. He almost screamed at her. “NO! You pay more!”

He went off to one side of the cabin and returned to the bottom of the chair where her feet were bound hold several lengths of rope. Showing his expertise with knots as he quickly had her legs still tied down, but now separated with long pieces of rope attached to each. He threw the loose ends of the rope up toward her head and then came near to her to pick up each of the ropes. Letting one of the ropes rest on her chest he began pulling on one of the ropes and Arya saw her leg start to rise upward.