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It has been about five months since Daenrys was taken by the Masters and Jorah was still arguing with the Khal who rescued him. Khal Moran keeps arguing that she should be in the Dosh Kahleen with the other widowed Khalesi's. Jorah just wants his Queen back and for all he know by know her body is hanging off of a tall building in a big city to send a message to the slaves. Without a doubt the Dothraki that have taken care of him and have shown no disrespect to him but he needed men to rescue his Queen.

Most of Jorah's major injuries have healed up by now and he wasn't in as much pain as before. His fighting skills are coming back to him with time and his plot of revenge is only growing more complicated by the day. Later in the day Jorah had another meeting with the Khal about Daenrys and he hoped that he could sway his mind.

He was sitting in his tent when a Bloodrider entered the tent to escort him to the Khal and speak with him. On his way to the meeting place he looked at the faces of men,women,and children all working together as one to keep society running. He could smell food being made and hear the laughter of people as they conversed with one another. Then he made it to where the Khal was sitting with his Bloodriders. The Khal was running his hand through his beard.

"Jorah the Andal." The Khal said in the common tongue. "I have had time to think about helping you find and save your Queen."

Jorah hoped it was the answer he was looking for. He needed to save Daenerys or else all the good she has done and will do won't last.

"And?" Jorah asked.

The Khal sat upright in his chair.

We will help you find your Queen and when we find her we will go into battle with you to save her. When she has been retrieved she should go to the Dosh Khaleen but I will make an exception for her. I knew Drogo and I liked him and I know that he wouldn't want his Khaleesi to live the rest of her life with the Dosh Khaleen he would want her to be free." He said.

Jorah smiled. He now had an army to fight for Daenerys. And the Khal is right about what Drogo would want for her. Drogo promise Daenerys the Iron Throne.

"Thank you." Jorah said with a bow.

The Bloodriders didn't seem to happy about the idea of helping a Westerosi let alone breaking a tradition and letting her go free. It was Dothraki tradition for a widowed Khaleesi to go to the Dosh Khaleen and live out the rest of their days with other widowed Khaleesi's.

"We will begin our ride in a week." He said

Jorah bowed and left the Khal and his Bloodriders.

Meanwhile back in Meeren Daenerys was cleaning the floors of Grazda's chambers. She worked for hours until it was clean. She went outside and dumped out the dirty water and went back up to his chambers. She didn't have any other orders from her master so she took her hair out of her tie and let it fall on her shoulders. She then fell back on the comfortable bed. She was tired from all the work she had been doing the past few days. Her eyes began to close and she soon fell asleep.

She awoke when the door to the chamber opened and Grazda entered. Daenerys jumped from the bed and tied her hair back before he saw her. He looked and saw her standing at attention. A smile crept across his lips as he approached her. When he was in front of her his hand moved up to push some hair from the side of her face. Daenerys shivered at his touch. He was gentle unlike how he was before. She knew it was all a way to trick her into believing that he cared for her or her well being.

His hand trailed down to her shoulder slipping the strap off and did the same with the other letting it fall to the floor. Grazda took a moment to look her body up and down taking in all her curves and perfections. He noticed that she seemed skinnier from when she arrived here. His right hand took her right breast and rubbed his thumb over the nipple. A slight sensation ran up Daenerys's spine. He then turned his attention to his gown taking it off.

Once he was naked he lightly pushed Daenerys down onto her knees alining her face with his slightly hard member. She knew what he wanted her to do but she wouldn't do it. Anger started to build in the master as she grabbed her by the back of the head and forced his cock into her mouth. He shoved it as far back as he could get it to go which was the back of her throat. She still had a bit off a gag reflex and she still struggled against him. He wondered when she would just give in and let it happen as she would never leave his service alive. Grazda grabbed Daenerys's hands and forced them to wrap around his shaft and she slowly twisted it as his member went in and out of her mouth. He let his hand go to her hair and undid the tie that held it up and let it fall to her shoulders.

Grazda liked her hair down like that but a lot of her work required it to stay tied back up. He took some of the locks in his hands and stroked through them. Pleasure was beginning to fill him as his cock was now fully erect in his slaves mouth.

"Faster." He ordered.

Daenerys began to twist her hands and suck faster to please her master as she didn't want to get punished. She hated it when he punished her. He pushed her head all the way to his base holding her head there for a moment and then pulled her off. She took a deep breath coughing slightly. Grazda picked her up and slowly pushed her back on the bed and laid on top of her. He lined up is cock and slowly entered her. She let out a grown of disgust as he did. His thrusts were slow at first but he slowly sped up.

Grazda had taken Daenerys many times before but it was different for her. She felt a slight rise of pleasure begin to form. She was shocked of her own thoughts and feelings. The master saw this change in feeling and smiled and knew she was falling. He thought it would take longer but was wrong.

He placed his hand on her breast and gave it a slight squeeze. Daenerys felt her hand slowly begin to slide down her body to her cunt and began to rub herself. Her master smiled this as a slight moan escaped her lips. Her free hand grabbed at her breast. She was then flipped over and Grazda shoved himself in her ass. He smacked her ass a few times and let his hand rest on it.

Her head was dangling down as she stared at the bed moaning from the pleasure. Her master grabbed her hair pulling it into his hand and pulled it making her head look straight forward. Grazda then pulled out of her and stood up. He grabbed her and yanked her off the bed pushing her to her knees. He shoved himself in her mouth and thrusted in a few times before he cocked his head back as he spilled his seed down her throat. He then laid back on the bed catching he breath.

Daenerys just stayed on her knees shocked at what had happened. More importantly what she just did. She moaned and enjoyed being fucked by the master. She just knew that if Jorah was alive and didn't do anything soon she would be lost forever.

So a little A/N let me know what you think so far...I know my smut skills aren't the best and I do hope to improve that and also lengthen the chapters a bit as well.

This will probably be the last chapter for a while because of the Holidays. So in that case I want to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year. See y'all in the next year.