She doesn’t find a way out. (MF, MMF, bdsm,brief)

With every door Daenerys found herself witness to another act of debauchery. Girls made up to look like her on their backs, on their knees. In one room she found herself staring at her mirror image servicing three men with her hands and mouth, only to move onto the next room to see her another copy of her on all fours, being taken from behind like an animal.

"I'm sorry! I should have never of come to Meereen, please don't," she heard another women cry. She turned peaked into the room and watched as a girl that looked just like her was swarmed by four men, her clothes torn off, she was pulled to the bed by the slave collar around her neck, bent over and taken by all of them at once. "Please Master," The girl cried out as they fucked her.

Suddenly the collar around her own neck felt tight, uncomfortable. She needed to get out of this place. Needed to find a way back to the Great Pyramid.

The next-door held something even worse. There was soft moaning and laughing coming from inside. Daenerys cracked the door, peeking through the small opening. Inside a girl hung from the ceiling, her arms tied above her head, her feet barely touching the ground. She was naked, bare to the world, her skin covered in a soft sheen of sweat, her silver-blonde hair loose and draped across her back and chest affording her some modesty. She was blindfolded and gagged.

One man sat in the corner, watching as the girl gently swung back and forth. Another man stood behind her, his hands rubbing gently up and down her bare torso. She watched as the girl shuddered at his touch, she watched as his hand came down hard across her ass, she listened as the girl moaned. The man stood, his cock hard and lined himself behind her. The girl whimpered, then moaned and Daenerys watched, unable to stop herself, her heart racing--

"Girl!"

Daenerys jumped and spun shocked by the voice behind her. The short stocky woman from before stood with a glare in her eye, the same guard behind her leered.

The Lady of the House looked her up and down, noticing the new dress and collar then behind her to the crack in the door.

"You wish for this?" he said, raising her brow towards what was happening behind the door. "You want to be tied up and whipped. Punished, is that what you like?"

"No," Daenerys hurriedly replied, shaking her head.

"Then get back to work," the Lady said, "earn your coin, or we'll string you up and let every man have you for half price." The older women turned without waiting for a response and went back into the main room.

Daenerys sighed and ignored the moans and the sick sound of flesh on flesh coming from the room behind her. The last doorway, and her last chance of an easy escape, led to an empty windowless room. She would need to go out the same way she came in.