Dany takes control (MF)

She lay there for a moment, her breathing heavy, her body still stretched by his member.

Her cunt still convulsed, her body still trembled in the aftershocks of her climax. She looked down between their bodies, past the King’s gut to where the thick shaft of his cock entered her. It was an obscene sight, his cock wet with her arousal, her cum, half inside her her much smaller frame, holding her, pinning her to the bed, controlling her--

No, he didn’t control her. She sighed then lifted her hips slightly making Robert moan. She pushed up then and the larger man did not resist. Letting himself roll over until she was on top, mounting him.

And then she moved, rolling her hips, riding his cock. His hands went to her hips, then her tits. She rode the man that had killed her brother, and destroyed her family. She rode him like a dragon, bouncing on his cock, moaning his name until he cried out her own and spilled himself into her womb.

And then he slept, passed **** from the booze, from her body, it hardly mattered. She slipped from him, his cock flopping heavily against his thigh as it pulled from her body. His cum leaked from her gaping cunt, streaming down her thigh.

She watched him for a moment, his belly rising and falling with deep heavy breaths. She could end him there, right then, there must have been a dagger, a knife, something in his chambers. Even a pillow could suffice. She watched as the man who had ruined her family, destroyed her legacy, and turned her into a whore for half the men at the Red Keep slept.

Robert Baratheon might have been the most powerful person in all the world, but as he lay before her he was nothing. She could end him, snuff out his legacy in an instant, she held the power.

But it was not the time. She stood dressed as best she could with what remained of her dressed and slipped from his chambers as she did almost every night.