Legend has it that the Stepstone Islands were once part of a land bridge known as the "Arm of Dorne," connecting Westeros and Essos. When the First Men crossed the Narrow Sea and invaded Westeros through the Arm of Dorne, the Green Prophets of the Children of the Forest used powerful magic to shatter the Arm of Dorne, creating the Stepstone Islands. Therefore, the Stepstone Islands lie between Broken Arm Horn and the disputed lands.
Now, Caesars has led 5,000 devout warriors of the Cult of Dragons to land in Dorne from Broken Arm Horn.
The Cult of Dragons is a mysterious religion that has recently risen to prominence on the Stepstone Islands. They claim to be a sect descended from the mythical era, when false gods had not yet risen, evil was warded off, and dragons possessed unparalleled wisdom and power, ruling humanity as gods. A group of the most devout humans were granted the ability to learn dragon language, and after years of practice, they could utter "dragon roars" that mimicked the roars of dragons, capable of defeating armies and tearing the earth apart. Some of these individuals, born with the ability to absorb dragon souls and easily master dragon roars, are considered to possess the soul of a dragon and are called "Dragonborn." The Dragonborn's status is equivalent to that of dragons themselves, leading the Dragon Cult and ruling the ancient continent during mythical times.
The dragons tamed by the Targaryen family today are called "Broken Dragons," meaning dragons with incomplete souls; their supposed true dragon blood is nothing more than pseudo-dragon blood.
This belief spread rapidly throughout the Stone Steps Kingdom under the powerful rule of the Stone Dragon Lord Caesar and fueled by the powerful Dragon Roar: Unyielding Force. Caesar's 5,000 men were both fearless soldiers and fanatical missionaries. This force of 5,000 was divided into several squads, raiding the Dornish borders and easily capturing Ashburn Keep as a stronghold using a siege-and-reinforcement tactic.
Inside Ashburn Keep, two "Sand Snakes" were bound to a bed.
The Sand Snakes are a collective term for the illegitimate daughters of Prince Oberyn Martell, the "Red Viper," and his numerous wives. The two "Sand Snakes" were Nymeria Sand and Treni Sand, who had failed in their assassination attempt on Caesar and been captured. Caesar, who hadn't been with a woman for days, naturally wouldn't let two young and beautiful women go.
Nymeria Sand, known as Miss Nymeria, was the illegitimate daughter of Prince Oberyn and a noblewoman from Valentis. She was the second oldest among the renowned Sand Snakes. She was in her early twenties, slender as a willow branch, with straight black hair braided into a long plait and tied with a red-gold cord. She had eyes as black as the night, high, full cheekbones, full lips, and milky-white skin.
Dorne was rich in venomous snakes and herbs, and Caesar easily concocted an anesthetic that would render someone weak but keep their mind clear. Nymeria lay limp on the bed, while Caesar, burning with lust, already had an erection. He removed Nymeria's underwear and reached for her private parts. The alluring fragrance unique to women filled Caesar's nostrils, causing him to breathe heavily. That smooth, soft vulva was presented before him without any obstruction.
"Hmm~ Not bad!" Caesar roughly reached out to touch and caress her private parts, her heart filled with shame and anger, yet she was unable to move.
As a Dornish, her skin was remarkably white and smooth, her white breasts adorned with delicate, alluring rosy hues, her shapely thighs smooth and delicate, her straight calves long and slender, and her full, pert buttocks firm and extremely elastic. Caesar's fingers, passing between her buttocks, had already touched those alluring, tender labia, warm and slippery to the touch, moist and sticky with just a gentle touch.
His fingers slid laboriously into her vagina, slowly exploring, but he couldn't touch the thin membrane that should be there. Caesar's face showed displeasure: "Not a virgin? Disappointing!"
Caesar immediately lost his desire for leisurely play, shoving the powerless Nymeria down onto the bed, holding his penis in one hand, rubbing it against her labia a few times before thrusting it in and beginning to fuck her.
"Fuck! You filthy bitch! Who beat you to it? Before I could even deflower you! Fuck! Fuck! I'll fuck you to death!" Caesar mercilessly pressed down on Nymeria's fair and soft body, thrusting and pumping, while forcefully slapping her round buttocks, leaving faint red handprints.
Nymeria was fair-skinned and beautiful, with straight and long legs, and a soft and slender waist, which was actually very much to Caesar's liking. He had originally wanted to enjoy her and make her his own, but he didn't expect her to be a used woman, having been with countless men.
*Thump thump thump thump thump...*
The man's penis thrust in and out of Namelia's tender vagina repeatedly; its tightness was unlike that of a non-virgin. In truth, Namelia had only been with a handsome shepherd boy once in her youth, and had never been with a man since.
"Uh...uh...uh..." With the rhythm of Caesar's thrusts, Namelia couldn't help but moan.
"Uh...uh...wooo!!" Caesar's hand kneaded Namelia's breasts, his fingers pinching her small nipples, while his right hand pinched her pretty face, kissing her sexy, full lips, his tongue swirling inside her mouth. Namelia didn't even have the strength to turn her head; she was nearly suffocated by Caesar's forceful kiss.
To be honest, Nymeria's pussy was indeed incredibly pleasurable to fuck, but not being able to take her virginity was truly a great regret. The thought of not being able to completely possess this beauty fueled a surge of jealousy in Caesar. He grabbed Nymeria's wrist, his lower body thrusting wildly, his abdomen slamming against her full, round buttocks before bouncing away, each thrust even harder and deeper.
"Fuck! Fuck! Squeeze tight, watch me shoot you to death! Shoot until your belly is bulging! Ugh!!!" Caesar thrust one last time, then pressed tightly against Nymeria's body, violently trembling, ejaculating a large amount of his recently thick semen into her uterus.
Pulling out his semen-covered penis, his lust subsided slightly, but he remained sexually aroused.
He brought over Trinity Shadra, who had been watching for a long time. Her mouth was gagged, preventing her from making a sound, but her eyes were fixed on Caesar, filled with the flames of fury.
Caesars didn't care about her feelings and slapped her ample buttocks. Trinity was skilled in using poisons and knew how to conceal them; her understanding of poisons rivaled her father's. Therefore, she had long been stripped naked and thoroughly cleaned.
Trinity was the illegitimate daughter of Prince Oberyn and a nun. She was beautiful, with golden hair and blue eyes. Although she appeared sweet and pious, she was a notoriously cruel member of the Sand Snakes. Even in the prison, a soldier guarding her had been killed by her slow-acting poison, his death extremely painful and gruesome.
But Caesars was fearless. He gripped her ankles with both hands, his penis pressing against Trinity's slightly moist vulva.
"Ugh!"