In the dark dungeon of Mereen, Denearys hung in chains. Her dress was torn and her hair was disheveled. Nonetheless, she held her head high with the dignity of a Queen. She breathed slowly trying to make sense of it all. How long have I been down here? There was a battle, she remembered that. She also remembered the fear she felt before…..before what.
She heard footsteps slowly making its way towards her. The man who came out in the light was too familiar. 'Meero.'
'How may I serve you my Queen?' He said with a smirk on his face.
Her mind raced back to the day they met. She wanted to treat with the sellswords, to perhaps have them fight for her. Thinking back to it now, it seemed like a foolish prospect.
"This must be hard for you, coming to terms with the reality of your situation.
"I will take great pleasure in watching you burn. Watching your entire army burn from the flames of my Dragons."
Meero laughed. 'Don't be so certain, love.' Meero touched under her chin. 'You have spirit, I'll give you that. But all spirits break under the second sons.'
'Don't touch me filth.'
'Is that any way to talk to your master?" Sweat dripped from her temples. Her eye's darted frantically in denial. Meero sighed. "You are mine now. Not even the Great Masters of Meereen know you are here. If they did, no doubt they would want you either dead or shipped off back to Westeros for an illustrious reward. But what about me, I asked. What about my poor men who put their lives on the line? Sure we got paid handsomely, but I want more. Something priceless." He cupped her chin, brushing his thumb along her bottom lip. 'You are quite ravishing. You will be a great distraction for my men.'
Deneary's face burned with fury. 'They will not live long enough to touch me. My unsullied army…'
'Your army is gone, your highness. Slaughtered to every "man". Your Westerosi Knight couldn't even save you.'
Daenerys' eyes welled up with tears. 'No…'
'The Great Masters wanted to make an example out of him since they couldn't find was savagely beaten, stripped from his armor and nailed to a post.
'Where are my Dragons?' She screamed.
Meero stared at her with neither pity or malice. This sadist couldn't feel anything at all. 'You know very well what they do to beasts that can't be controlled.'
Her head fell with grief. Meero watched as she sobbed like a child. He couldn't hold back any more. He slapped her hard across the mouth then held a knife to her throat. 'Shut it whore. That's all done now. You are mine. And I don't intend on giving you back. Mero proceeded to cut the left strap of her dress. The left of her dress fell, revealing the meat of her breast. 'You should have left for Westeros when you had the chance.' Meero unbuckled his trousers revealing his long shaft. 'Open your legs whore.' He tore the bottom of her, and pulled her close. He rubbed her pussy. Tangling his fingers in her pubic hair. 'I was told Targaryans were all smooth under there, but you are quite the opposite.' Dany turned her head, hiding how red her face was.
Meero then shoved his cock into her. Making her squeal and tighten. 'My god, what a tight bitch. You're gonna milk me dry.' Dany breathed deep, trying to maintain some sort of composure. But Meero began thrusting faster and faster. She moaned louder as her pussy was pummeled.
Meero pulled out, along with a flow of semen. Daenerys dropped once he unshackled her from the wall. She lied their panting, cum leaking out of her vagina. 'Come with me princess, it's time the people saw their Queen.'
He pulled Dany outside revealing a crowd of soldiers and peasants. Meero's voice boomed. 'Gentlemen, it's time we showed our Queen how we express our loyalty in Mereen. Meero tossed her to the ground. Everyone observed her naked body with lust and anticipation.
A dirty man drooled as he looked upon her. 'Mother of Dragons, please give me courtesy to drain my seed.' He grabbed her from behind and bent her over.
'Noooo.' Dany pleaded. 'Don't you dare put that filthy thing inside….ghaaaa.' She squealed as he thrusted inside her, cumming immediately.
'Fuck, it's so warm and wet.' He thrusted faster. 'Her walls are hugging me, encouraging me to thrust. A thousand pardons, your grace, but I think I'm cumming agai…aah.' The warm seed squirted out of her.
Dany crawled on all fours, trying to escape.
'Not so fast, your grace.' A new cock, thicker than the last, was shoved down her throat. She gagged and convulsed. Her tongue hugged the cock involuntarily. Lubing it up and down. 'My god, the Queen sure does have an act for this.'
'What do you expect, she was a Dothraki's fuck toy after all.'
Another prick plugged her asshole while two others appeared in her hands. She was fucked on both ends while her hands pleasured the others. Is this what I am now? She thought. A filthy back alley whore. I was going to be Queen of the seven kingdoms. I was so close. How could I have fallen so far? Doomed to be a cock sleeve until the end of my days. She began cumming endlessly. She sprayed everywhere, squealing from the pleasure.
'That's it Daenerys Stormborn, douse your subjects with your Targaryen juices. Show us how the Valyrians used to do it.' Meero mocked.
More men came into the frey, filling her up and then discarding her. Dany lost count of how many men she was passed around to. It didn't matter to her. She was soiled. She could never be Queen of the seven Kingdoms now. Not after this. News will spread fast, how Queen Daenerys Targaryen, was brought down and turned into a lowly peasant whore.
Meero hovered over her. His twisted smile filled her with fury. He shifted in his pocket and tossed her a golden Dragon coin. 'For your service.'
Dany took it and held it tightly to her chest. In that instant, for the first time ever, she accepted her lot in life. 'Thank you master.'
Tyrion frantically dodged to one side before being trampled by a horse. He dusted himself off before scurrying to a clearing. He decided he would stick to the alley's. Streets are too busy for a dwarf. And he didn't escape his father's executioner, to simply be a piece of brain at the bottom of some shoe. He 'hiccuped' past a couple street rats without a care to give. I'd rather be stabbed than trampled. So bring it. To his luck they took no interest in him. Probably because I look as lowly as they do. His sight began to fade before he had to lean on a wall to steady himself. He looked up seeing the brothel. So close. He carried on with purpose. 'Stupid dwarf.' He thought. How low can you get? He thought. It wasn't bad enough that you're a fugitive. With no coin to name, or even a name for that matter. No, instead of planning your revenge, you proceed in drinking yourself stupid. He hiccuped and shrugged. Well, it's too late for that. I'll get my shit together tomorrow.
He walked in, greeted by suspicious stares. 'What's wrong gents, never seen a horny toad before.' They all ignored him afterwards.
He drained his mug, and wallowed into a deep depression. He fantasized about coming back to Westeros, putting it all to the torch. He thought about his siblings' heads on spikes. Their faces frozen in a horrified expression, tar dripping off their golden crowns.
'Looks like you could use some cheering up, sweety.' Tyrion looked up to find a beautiful silver head of hair. Her lips were pink and full. Her skin looked smooth and soft to the touch. Her full breasts heaved under her dress. But it was her eye's that scared Tyrion. A bright amber? Curiously, so much alike to the Targaryen of the past.
'I'm sorry m'lady. I was simply reminiscing.' He stared closer. 'May I ask your name m'lady.'
'You can call me Dany. Would you like to accompany me to the back rooms sir?'
He could not lie, that ass of hers had him on the edge of his seat. 'I could spare some time.'
She smiled innocently. 'Follow me.'
They both sat on the edge of the bed. Their tongues wrestled for dominance, drool came dripping down her chin. Tyrion pulled back unexpectedly. 'Pardon me m'lady, I'm not usually so hesitant. Please pardon me if I'm prying. But I am curious about you, and where you are from. Your hair, and your eye's are quite peculiar.
She looked down sadly. 'I'm not from anywhere. I've never had a home. Some men take me for a princess sometimes. Even a Queen. But I am simply Dany, a whore…' She leaned over to him, pulling is cock out of his trousers. '...your whore.'
It couldn't be her. Tyrion thought. Daenerys Targeryen was dead. Despite Meereen never being able to provide a body. She had to be. 'Daenerys…..'
'Is dead.' She said softly. He saw pain in her eyes. 'But…..if that's who you want me to be tonight?' He stared at her unresponsive. 'Very well m'lord. I am Denearys Stormborn, Mother of Dragons, Breaker of Chains, and Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. Now please m'lord, don't make me beg. I want your cock.'
'I…but…..ah fuck it.' He bent her over and thrusted inside her. She purred lustfully, shaking her hips like the well trained whore she is.
'Yes fuck me, fuck your Queen.' They turned over. Dany now on top of him, she spread her legs crablike, and bobbed up and down on Tyrion's shaft.
Tyrion was amazed, plunged deep into ecstasy. 'So shameless.' He thought. 'What a shameless whore.'
She bobbed faster. Her tongue hung out from the pleasure. Her saliva dripped off her tongue, flowing down her cleavage.
If only she knew how she was shamelessly servicing a Lannister. Tyrion thought about telling her, but was then enveloped by her large breasts. She leaned on top of Tyrion, pressing her breasts into his face, letting him suck on her pink nipples. She bit her lip, reveling in the hot wet ecstasy of it all.
'Oh fuck, Im gonna cum.'
'Go on m'lord, cum. Cum inside me. Your Queen demands it.'
'What really?'
'Please, I need your cum. I'm such a sex addicted whore of a Queen. I want your seed.'
Tyrion shot his seed deep inside her. Dany moaned, sticking her tongue out in ultimate pleasure.
They laid on the bed, panting, recovering whatever energy they had left. 'I don't know how the Mother of Dragons ended up like this, and I really don't care.' Tyrion stood up putting on his clothes. 'Keep the room reserved for me.' Tyrion said before slapping Dany's meaty ass. She moaned from the impact. 'I'll be back tonight.'
