Daenerys breaks. (MF, Oral)

"Drink slave," Kranzy said bringing a cup to her lips. More poison, more lies, none of this was real, some small part of her mind screamed but went unheard. She drank willingly, wantingly.

The cup fell to the floor.

"I'm a Queen," Daenerys muttered, the defiance in her voice half-hearted

"Yes," Kranzy hand came up to cradle her face, "And I am your King, your Khal, I am your everything."

It was barely a nudge on her shoulders but she found herself falling to her knees before him, eye level with the bulge in behind his robes. She could still taste Drogo's cum in her mouth. Feel the way he throbbed as he spilled himself on her tongue.

And then Kraznys was gone, instead, now she kneeled before Drogo, her fingers wrapped around his cock. She stared at it throbbing in her hand, arousal washed through her along with something else.

There was power on her knees. Drogo had used her, abused her, thought nothing of her. Drogo commanded thousands, he was feared but thousands more all across Essos. But she had turned him, molded him, made him love her.

Daenerys licked her lips, her fingers dancing over the cock in her hand stroking it. She had done that with her mouth and lips and tongue. She had tamed Drogo through his cock. This was where she was the most powerful, on her knees with a cock in her mouth.

Daenerys stroked his cock, dragging her fingers up and down the shaft. Her mouth watered, he moaned. Here she was in control, she had the power.

It could be done again. She bent down, licking the head of his cock.

She looked up, wanting to see the pleasure in her lover's face and found Kranzys looking down at her.

The shade, it was doing things to her mind, confusing her tricking her. But she did not care. This was the only power she had left, the only choice. She had to take it. She leaned forward, opening her mouth letting his cock drag against her full lips before swallowing him whole with a moan.

Kraznys moaned, "That's it, slave."

Saliva pooled in her mouth, wetting the cock nestled tightly against her tongue. Daenerys gave a glance up at Kraznys, the smug grin still on his face as he watched with. Her vision blurred again, and Kranzys shifted. She blinked, she could no longer recognize him, for a moment he looked like her dead husband, then a man with a forked beard and blue hair, then a man with grey eyes before the blurred image returned to look like the slaver.

It did not matter, she closed her eyes, leaned in, and took the goodmasters cock into her mouth.

He tasted delicious, like sweet salted berrys. She leaned forward and moaned, his cock dragged across her tongue and the roof of her mouth until it touched the back of her throat.

Power, she told herself, there was power her. Power to make men crumble. She sucked and suckled and stroked his cock.

Kranzys moaned, his fingers dug into her hair and Daenerys smiled around his shaft.

Power she thought as she worked him with her mouth, bathing him with her tongue. Her free hand reached between her legs, found her cunt aching and wet.

She would take him into her mouth every day if she had to, swallow his cum, let him shoot it across her face and breasts. She moaned against his cock, her lips sealing around his shaft as her head bobbed up and down faster. She would let him fuck her, let him use her. Let him do anything to her.

The cock between her lips throbbed. Daenerys heard Krazny moan, felt his fingers dig into her scalp. Then warmth flooded her mouth, coating her tongue and teeth. Washing her sense of taste with the bitter flavor of his seed.

With a gasp, she pulled away and cum leaked from her mouth, down her lips and chin, and fell onto her breast before falling to the stone floor. She wiped her mouth clean and to her surprise she felt the familiar feeling of steel chains around her wrists.

She had never left her cell. It was all an illusion tricks played within her own mind because of that accursed drink.

A hand touched her face, tilting her head up. Kraznys looked down. His cock softening near her face.

"This is where you belong," he told her in Valyrian.

This time Daenerys did not protest, she simply looked away. She could not beat this man with force, she would not win by resisting. But there were other ways to win, and there was power here, on her knees before him.

"Remove her chains," Kranzys spoke and then there were hands on her, soft hands, feminine hands. She blinked and tried to focus on the women, but they were gone as quickly as had came

"On the bed," Krazny said and motioned up, and again hands appeared, sliding under her arms, half urging her up, half pulling her.

A bed, there had been a bed in her cell? She wondered absently. She had been blindfolded too long, too much time had passed.

The mattress was soft and she was too weak, when the hands once again left her she fell back. She watched, in half-closed eyes as Krazny approached, loomed over her like a giant.

His cock was already hard again, standing tall and proud, jetting from his body like a spear. He licked his teeth and stared down at his prize.

It was a gentle touch, just his fingers over her knees but it might as well of be a command. Daenerys Targaryen opened her legs and the Goodmaster smiled and stepped forward. She watched, transfixed on his cock as it leaked cum from the tip. Her cunt twitched, throbbed with anticipation.

"Do you want this slave? Do you wish to be fucked by your master?"

No.

There was power here, under him. She watched as he stroked himself for her. She felt her mouth water, her stomach clench.

In the distance she heard dragons roar, she could feel them, their fire and warmth. She could feel them course through her, strength and power.

She watched him close what little distance remained between them. His hand slipping over her thigh. The length of his cock slipped between her legs, his shaft dragging over her clit and she almost came right there and then. He pulled back, dragging the head of his cock over her, but stopped at where her body opened to him.

"Yes," Daenerys Targaryen said and closed her eyes, the pressure of his cock pushed against her, her body resisted for a moment before opening fully to him, taking all of him inside her, and then a little point of her knew that she had lost.