Make her bend to the new power in this world

You lean in closer to Daenerys, your eyes locked with hers. The power you now wield thrums within you, a siren's call that you know she can't resist. "This is the power of a new era," you murmur, your voice a seductive purr that fills the space between you. "A power that transcends dragons, swords, and thrones. With it, we can forge a new destiny for the realm."

Her hand tightens around the necklace, the dragon's gaze seemingly meeting yours. You extend your own hand, palm up, and a gentle command echoes through the room. "Look at me, Daenerys," you say softly. "Look at the future that awaits you."

Her eyes, a piercing blend of violet and silver, search yours for a hint of deceit, but all she finds is the unyielding promise of power. The tension is palpable as she makes her decision, her pupils dilating with a mix of curiosity and trepidation. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, she leans in, her eyes flicking between yours and the hand you've offered.

Daenerys' hand moves to yours, the warmth of her skin a stark contrast to the coldness of the room. You feel the electricity between you as your fingers intertwine, and she takes a deep, measured breath. You smile, knowing she's made her choice. With a flicker of your power, you give her the silent command, and she obeys without hesitation.

Her hand travels down to your waist, her eyes never leaving yours, as she unbuckles your belt and unties your trousers. You can see the curiosity in her gaze, the desire to understand what is happening, but she's too enveloped in the thrall of your control to resist. When she finally touches the firm length of your cock, a gasp escapes her lips, the first sign of the passion you know you can unleash within her.

You give a subtle nod, and her hand begins to move, stroking you with a gentle, tentative touch that quickly grows in confidence. Each stroke sends waves of pleasure through your body, and you revel in the sight of the most powerful woman in the world obeying your every command. The room seems to shrink around the two of you as you stand there, the only sound the soft slap of skin on skin and the distant roar of dragons outside the walls.

Daenerys' strokes become more deliberate, more sure as she succumbs to your will. The passion in her eyes deepens, a hunger awakening that you know is not entirely her own. You watch her, the woman who once called herself the Unburnt, now kneeling before you, her hand moving in rhythmic motions that betray the intensity of her arousal. Her cheeks flush with desire, and she swallows hard, her breathing becoming shallower.

You whisper the words that will seal her fate, the phrase that will embed your dominance deep within her psyche. "Who's your master, dragon slut?" The question hangs in the air, a challenge that she has **** but to answer. Her eyes widen, and for a moment, there's a flicker of resistance, but it's quickly snuffed out by the mind control.

"You are my master," she responds, her voice a soft, obedient purr. The sound sends a thrill through you, and your cock responds in kind, growing even harder in her grip. The room seems to spin around you as you savor the moment, the culmination of your fantasies coming to life before your eyes.

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