Chapter 6
by 
Yelawolf
Her mouth pops off as she said desperately.
"Yesss...Master. i...i love being your worthless holes."
Daenerys gasps, her voice a mix of desperation and newfound pleasure. Her hand moves in tandem with her mouth, stroking you with an urgency that matches your own. Her eyes are glazed, lost in the haze of mind control and lust. You can feel your power growing with every beat of her heart, with every drop of her saliva that coats your cock.
Her other hand is now working furiously between her legs, her fingers sliding in and out of her wet slit, her thumb pressing against her clit. Her breaths come in short, sharp gasps as she tries to keep up with your commands, to give you what you want. You know that with just a little push, she'll come undone, her body a quivering mass of pleasure at your feet.
You decide to give her that push. "Swallow," you command, your voice a low growl. Daenerys' eyes widen, but she doesn't hesitate. She takes you in again, her throat contracting as she does her best to swallow you whole. The sensation is exquisite, and you can feel the tension building, the pressure threatening to spill over.
You reach down, grabbing her head with both hands, and begin to fuck her mouth with a ferocity that matches the pounding of your heart. Her cheeks hollow as you take her, the sound of her **** muffled by your cock. But she doesn't pull away, she only tries to take more, to please you. You can feel your orgasm approaching, a crescendo of pleasure that drowns out everything else.
With a roar, you feel your release building, and with a final, brutal thrust, you shoot your load down her throat. She gags, her eyes watering, but she doesn't miss a beat, swallowing everything you give her. You watch in amazement as her throat works, her eyes never leaving yours, filled with a mix of defiance and submission. It's a heady feeling, one that makes you want to claim her completely.
The dragon queen's throat constricts around your cock as you empty yourself into her, the warmth of your seed spreading through her mouth, down her throat, and filling her belly. You hold her there, watching the battle of emotions play out across her face: shock, humiliation, arousal, and finally, acceptance. As you withdraw, a line of saliva connects you both, a visual representation of the bond you've just formed.