The night of the dance.

Missandei told Daenerys Targaryen all about what she would have to do when they returned to the ships. Dany was sitting on her beg alongside Missandei.

"Throughout generation the great masters would call upon a common whore to do the dance of Astapor for them, pleasuring them in all ways." Missandei said combing the scruff out of her hair.

Dany took a sip of wine as she learn from the former **** girl.

"If the whore pleasure the masters good enough she will be showered with gold and glory, it is a big honour as the dance only happens every decade."

"This dance then is a..." Dany said wondering what she would have to do.

"It depends on the masters, last time the whore was fucked for the entire night without a break and the previous whore was spanked until her ass was bleeding and then fucked in the ass until her asshole was the size of a goblet." Missandei said trying to make it sound easy for Daenerys.

"Dont worry my queen even though the masters are horrible people, they're the most kindest we've had in the last 15 years." The former **** girl said stroking Dany's silver blonde hair.

Daenerys told herself to be brave she needed the unsullied to get enough support to return home. However when she thought of home her mind remembers a red door with lemon trees. She lefr Missandei in the room as she went to shower and prepare. She washed the red dirt from her body and cleaned herself to the bone as well as shaving everything until she was bald down below. Daenerys decided to wear a tight dress glowing with bright colours of blue and purple to make her purple eyes stand out. She didnt want to tell Jorah and Barristan about the deal as they wouldnt accept it so she would go alone.

Krasnys had sent a male **** to escort Daenerys Targaryen to his house on top of the hill. Dany followed behind the **** as he took her though large alleys and up long flights of stair until they reached his house. Krasnys' "house" was more of a mansion with Harpy statues all over the doors and windows.

Daenerys followed the **** throigh the mansion walking past many door until she was in front of a grand door with the Harpy of Astapor engraved with gold and red material. Dany walked through and the first thing she noticed was the pole in the centre of the room with the masters surround the room. Krasnys sat in the middle upon a golden throne with **** women serving him grapes and cheese. The table bewide him had many jars full of liquids Dany didnt know.

"Find me a **** that speaks the sluts language." Krasnys said pointinf to a ****.

"You dont have to my mother was High Valerian." Dany interrupted speaking in High Valerian.

"The bitch at least has some brain." Krasnys laughed eating another grape.

"I hope you're smart enough to know what you have to do." Krasnys said taking a jar from the table and started playing with it.

Daenerys nodded and peeled the dress from her body and threw it into the corner, her breasts stood firm with her pink nipple already erect and her bald cunt ready. The masters hooted and whistled but she only stared at Krasnys letting him take in her naked body.

"Oil her." Krasnys commanded handing the jar to one of the slaves.

The **** walked over to Daenerys and started rubbing the oil onto her body. Starting with her breasts them her arms then starting on her lower parts. Once it was done Daenerys Targaryen was covered ina glossy layer of oil making her breasts shine in the light.