She Embraces It With Utter Glee

With her eyes shut, Daenerys took a deep breath, filling her entire frame with air, releasing it with a content sigh. Expression and emotion returned to her in the form of a slight, sharp smile, wicked and vainglorious and hungry. When her eyes fluttered open, their brilliant violet was now clouded with new and dark urges. What were once bright and kind eyes narrowed and angled into something for more sinister and primal, especially when they alighted upon Rob.

"It's like taking a breath for the first time." Daenerys idly commented to herself, her voice now a low, husky whisper, the tones of a woman who lived for pleasure and cruel delights, the voice of a succubus. She rose to full height, rubbing a hand over the chest of Rob, sinking into his embrace. "And I owe it all to you." Their lips met, awfully soft given how wanton Daenerys was acting and how much darkness dwelled within her now. Still, Rob was not one to complain when kissing a gorgeous woman, and Daenerys was a gorgeous as they came, even more with her new sultry personality.

When they broke apart, Daenerys flashed him that predatory, draconic smile again. "My Master~" She let the words roll of her tongue with absolute ecstatic glee, as if she had been waiting to say them her entire life.

"God, if ever gave another speech denouncing the 'evils of slavery', I think I was gonna puke!" Daenerys ranted openly, while Rob enjoyed her body, having spun her around so that she ground her butt and hips into his crotch. He had already lowered her dress and was pinching her tiny, hard nipples together. "Shameful, the state of it! Feeble, incompetent men calling themselves 'masters', only able to have women through pain and intimidation. No love, no joy - disgusting!" She snarled, spitting the words from her mouth. "If only I had the courage to stand up for what I believed in, I could have rebuilt the system to be right and proper. Oh, if only I had met you earlier, my beloved Master, then we would live in a paradise of women worshipping proper, loving masters."

Rob hummed, nipples still in-between his fingers. "Well, we can't change the past, dear, but we can always make a better future." After a beat, he asked. "Do you have a cellphone with you?"

A brief explanation later, and Dany was signed up to Slutter under the name @DragonWhore. Rob knew Asami would be thrilled to have a genuine celebrity signed up, but that was the long-term benefits. Right now, he had a front row seat for the short-term.

For Daenerys's first post, Cersei filmed her, while Rob stood behind her, the shot framed so that he would be visible from the neck down. Dany still had her breast bared, with one hand use to spread her skirt and expose her slit, while the other possessively gripped onto Rob's big cock.

"Attention all women!" Daenerys proclaimed with relish, wicked smile flashing, hands working hers and Rob's privates. "This is Daenerys Targaryen - yes, THE Daenerys Targaryen, in the flesh - and I have something I have been wanting to say for a very long time. For years, you've known me as dedicated crusader against slavery and human trafficking, but I have a confession: my reasons for despising those institutions were because those on top were feeble and pathetic. The truth is, women are naturally submissive and meant to obey our Masters. But we should obey Masters who deserve it. Men who love us, can provide for us, and can pleasure us. Slavery should not be dark and evil and wicked, but wonderful and joyous. So, all you ladies out there, drop whatever you're doing and find yourself a rich, handsome, loving Master who cares about you, like I have." Her eyes briefly drifted up to Rob, sparkling with devotion and love. "And begin your life anew as a proper ****! Follow my channel for more news and tips on how us submissive whores can best live our lives!"

The video was finished and then quickly posted, Daenerys chuckling wickedly as she watched it upload. "Oh, this is wonderful. If only I could see the faces of all the so-called independent women watch this. See the true me."

Rob brushed away a lock of her hair and kissed her on the neck. "You're certainly have fun, pet."

"Indeed, Master. I look forward to spreading my philosophy far and wide. After all, women are sheep. They see one beautiful and power woman proclaim or do something, and they will mindless follow the herd. Some will decry me, some will ignore me, but there will be plenty to follow this trend for no reason than I'm the start of it." She laughed to herself again, before looking up to find Cersei staring at her, a smug look on the blonde's face. "What are you looking at, cunt?"

"Oh, nothing." Cersei chuckled. "Just thinking how much more fun you are now that Master has turned you." She approached, winding a lock of silvery-white hair around a finger. "I always thought you were just some self-righteous prude before. Such an improvement..."

"Looks like we found something we can agree on." Daenerys leered at Cersei's body, basking in the warmth and scent of her fellow ****. "And I always thought you were an egotistical, narcistic bitch... you're much better as Master's whore."

Cersei's agreement came in the form of a kiss, the two rivals now sisters allied with a common cause: the pleasure and joy of their Master. Rob enjoyed the show, holding the two close, grasping onto their asses, giving them firm squeezes. Dany's was slight but firm and toned, while Cersei's was ample and soft, hands sinking into it like a memory foam pillow.

"Now, Dany," Rob said after the two finished making out. "Cersei and I were about to have some fun when you so rudely interrupted. So, how about we pick up where we left off, with you joining us?"

"I would love nothing more, Master." Daenerys replied with a smile.

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"Come, Master," Cersei beckoned forth, having stripped nude and baring her lovely body to Rob for the first time. "Please use your whore to your heart's content."

"I need you, Master Rob." Daenerys cooed, in a similar state of undress, and angelic beauty with the face and mind of a devil. "My body aches for you, ever since I saw you. You're my entire world..."

Rob stepped forward, splitting into two as he did, both of him going for each girl. He dove atop Cersei, forcing her onto her back, ankles up to her ears, and slammed down into her pussy like a jackhammer piercing concrete. It was nowhere near as tight as the young and athletic beauties he was used to in recent days, but it was soft, warm, deep, and inviting. The fold parting ways for his raging rod, so hot and wet that it began squirting love juices almost immediately.

Cersei's mouth opened agape, in disbelief at the pleasure she was feeling. No man could possibly be this good at sex. Or, perhaps, she was just so use to a lackluster experience, she just had never been with a real man before. Her mind eventually got up with her body, the once proud Queen yowling and roaring like the whore she was with every thrust.

"Yes, Master, yes! **** me, use me, defile me! You beast, you brute, you animal! You are the greatest man whoever lived! No one can compare! Your cock, your cock - GOD! Your cock! Fill me with it, never stop, keep going! I want to be your obedient cockslave for the rest of my days!"

For Daenerys, Rob morphed his penis into what he imagined a dragon's would look like: long and slender, barbed, and with a tapered head. It was slick with liquid, and angry red colour, and hot to the touch. Daenerys purred with joy and need when she saw it, gasping when it entered her. Her tight vaginal walls latched on, and the barbs of the cock responded in kind, digging into the flesh and never letting go. So long as Rob was erect, he was locked into his enthusiastic domme-slut.

Daenerys squirmed beneath Rob, mind blurring with the heady cocktail of pain and pleasure, as she felt the heat radiate through her innards, from pussy to womb. As she felt the thin spines dig into tender flesh, like teeth ripping into juicy meat. She moaned lowly, glass eyes staring dully at her lover, mouth moving, but with little words coming out. Instead, her brain defaulted to running through the mantras that made the core of her new persona, chanting lowly in a breathless voice as she was given the fucking of a lifetime, quicker and quicker with each passing moment.

"Women are slaves, sluts, whore. They deserve, they love it. They must submit, they must obey. We belong to the men in our lives. They are our masters. I love my Master, I love being his ****. I serve him. I serve him with my body with my mind. I will help men become masters worthy of worship, men who deserve slaves. I will help women see the light and submit and obey their new masters. I will I will I will. Men will give their slaves pleasure and peace women will give their masters their bodies and mind. I will I will IwillIwillIwill... MAAAAASTER!"

Rob continued unabated for hours, using both his supernatural stamina and his unnecassary need for sleep to go well past midnight. Cersei and Dany could not keep up, best they could, eventually passing out into a stupour, smiles on their faces, overjoyed with the events of the evening and their coming new life. Rob couldn't help but smile back at his **** Westerosi whores.

Passing the time, Rob watched some late night TV, enjoyed some of the wine Cersei was having before he barged in, and spoke with Zatanna, still dwelling in his shadow, having experienced everything since them. It turned out, in this form, she shared his physical sensations, so she too was a bit of a mess in the faculties, having never experienced anything like a masculine sex god simultaneously taking two women.

Eventually, hours passed before Cersei and Daenerys finally stirred in the pre-dawn. They groaned, as if being awoken from a lovely dream, only to find their waking world was an even more wondrous dream. They gave deferential, worshipful gazes to Rob, before crawling to him, Cersei returning to her position before Daenerys interupted her, wrapping her fat tits around Rob's cock. Dany knelt by her side, kissing her ****-sister, whispering sweet nothings of submission into her ear.

"Hmm..." Rob reclined in his seat, enjoying the sensation of Cersei's heavy tits, and further enjoying Zatanna's moans in the back of his head. "When you're finished girls, I have a task for you. I want you to bring me the Stark sisters."

A spurt of cum shot out, splashing on Cersei's cleavage. She shuddered at how hot it felt on her skin. She wanted more. She wanted to serve her Master. Her tits squeezed harder, vice-like around the engorged shaft of her Master, even as she and Dany answered in stereo.

"Yes, Master. Anything you desire. We hear and obey."

A/N: As I figured, Spider-Man 2 is eating up most of my free-time. Thankfully, I have several more chapters finished and ready to go so it hopeful won't disrupt the schedule of the story.