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Khal Drogo wakes you up at the crack of dawn by unceremoniously slapping your tits. The sudden pain washes over you and you are suddenly brought back to reality. The dramatic events of the night before almost left you belieiving that it was all just an erotic wet dream. And yet here you are, chained at the feet of your own bed as your very Dothraki war chief gets ready to use you once again.

Once he sees that you’re awake, he spreads your legs and thrusts into your still wet pussy. You didn’t get to cum the last time he had fucked you, do you were already a horny mess but now that he was plowing into you, it felt like you might go mad with list and desire. Khal seems to be aware of this though and it seems that he intentionally finishes early so as to keep you in denial. It doesn’t even register in your mind that he just came inside your unprotected pussy and could now be carrying his child. All you can do is look up at him pleadingly and mosn into your gag, hoping for release.

“Good slaves get to feel pleasure from serving me”, he states almost as if he were describing today’s weather. “Treacherous slaves are punished”. He spits into your face as he accentuates that lady word. “Are you going to be a good ****?”

Still left unable to speak, all you can do is nod your head and mumble into your gag. Satisfied with your answer, khal readjusts your bindings to free you from the bed and brings you up onto your knees. Once again he pulls his knife up to your throat as a warning before he removes your gag. “Good girl. Today we’re going to free me from the enchantment hour people placed upon me. How are we to proceed?”

You hadn’t really considered how you might modify Khal, or any of the other characters in your basement, before now. You had always just ordered a new character every time you wanted to live out a new fantasy. But you assumed that there must be some way that RealDreams could alter the personality of a character after they’ve been shipped. So the first place to look would probably be the company website. Now the only problem was going to be how to teach Khal Drogo how to navigate the internet. “I’m not entirely sure how to remove your inhibitor entirely, but if I could use my computer, I might-” you’re suddenly cut off by a powerful backhand to your face.

“You forget your place, ****. You own nothing, everything in this house is mine” Khal sternly reminds you.

“Yes Khal. Forgive me”, you quickly state with a mix of surprise and shame. If you don’t find a way out of this situation soon, you really will be trapped like this for forever. You really should be more concerned about this, so why are you so wet? “If I could just get onto the computer, Khal, I should be able to find the answers you’re looking for.”

“Where is this computer?” He asks as he pulls you closer to his face. You point over to your laptop, already set up and ready to go on the desk in your room. Khal grabs you roughly over to the desk by your hair. You think that he’d want you to explain how it works, but instead he just shoved you under the desk as he takes a seat. Now that you’re trapped under the desk, his erection is much more prominent and right in front of your face. You know he hasn’t asked you to, but it feels right to begin sucking his cock anyways. Maybe you really are meant to be the submissive **** Khal thinks you to be.

Khal grunts in approval as he starts navigating around the internet. You think to yourself that this shouldn’t be possible; Khal Drogo should know nothing about the internet. And yet here he is, typing away like a pro while you slobber on his cock. You’re reminded about good slaves getting to cum, and start to blow him more fervently, but the great Khal has inhuman stamina. We’re it not for a few grunts of pleasure every now and again, it would have almost been like sucking a dildo. That didn’t stop you though from doing everything in your power to make him cum. You licked his shaft gently. You deepthroated it as far as you could. You ducked on his balls while jerking him off. You made sure to make it as sloppy as possible till your own spit mixed with his precum and ran down your tits. Finally, after what felt joke forever, he came unceremoniously on your face before dragging you out from under the desk. “You made a good effort, but your technic still needs work.” He says condescendingly before he shows you the screen.

As you look at it, you see that he’s managed to get to the RealDreams website and has been very busy shopping. The first thing you see is about a thousand dollars worth of sex toys added to your shopping cart. The second thing that you see is an inhibitor blocker. By the look of it, the serum Khal has selected will remove your safe word from his programming without changing any of the other modifications you gave him.

The second thing you see on the list is a modification serum. You’d heard about these before but had never considered buying one. Built with the latest in nanobot technology, this serum was designed to allow someone to remotely modify their character’s behavior and appearance from their cellphone or laptop. Perhaps Khal intended to complete the rest of his desired modifications once he was sure you were entirely under his control. But what didn’t make sense was how khal was able to find all of this without so much as asking for a single word of advice.

“I’ve made my selections” Khal stated definitively. How do I get these RealDreams people to send me what I want?”

“You need to pay them Khal,” you state still in a state of shock. You then guide him to the autopay setup you have on the site as he finalized his purchase with same-day shipping. Khal’s plan is costing you an arm and a leg you realize, but for some reason, it feels right for him to be in charge like this. Why shouldn't you have to pay for him to live a somewhat normal life?

Before you can dwell on that question for too long, he gags you once more and secures the gag with a padlock. Sure that you won't be able to speak without permission, he sends you downstairs to make his breakfast.