1. A Song of Lust and Desire: Chapter VIII: The One In Which There Is A Dothraki Wedding


    Date: 12/4/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Exhibitionism, Fan fiction, Group Sex, Group Sex, Rape, Stockholm Syndrome, Author: AryaStarkNaked, Source: sexstories.com

    CHAPTER EIGHT: Outside of Pentos (MMMM/F, Oral) Daenerys' wedding was one of the most magnificent events ever seen outside of the walls of Pentos. Hundreds of the Khal's warriors gyrated and danced, as Daenerys and Khal Drogo sat watching upon raised dias. Daenerys' stomach fluttered with a nervousness that grew as the festivities unfolded. It was not long until Daenerys saw the first woman fucked. Magister Illyro leaned over to her when he noticed her blushing cheeks, to whisper to the bride, "A Dothraki wedding without at least three fuckings is considered a dull affair." Following this, gifts and tribute were given by the multitude, acknowledged by profuse thanks by Daenerys and, if pleased, a simple grunt from Khal Drogo. Ilyrio gave Daenerys a trio of beautiful stone dragon eggs. The westerosi knight, ser Jorah, gave her a stack of books of histories, after which she thanked him from the bottom of her heart. In her distraction by the event, she did not notice the hungry way the man's eyes devoured her revealing dress. Finally, the Khal clapped his hands to silence the music, and lead a beautiful silver filly before Daenerys. Speechless, Daenerys Targeryn ran her fingers through the horse's beautiful mane, and murmured to Ser Jorah, who translated for her to the Khal in his deep, gravelly tone, "Tell my husband he has given me the wind." Daenerys stood there, caressing the horse, uncertain of what to do. No one had told her about this part. "What do I do now?" she asked ...
    Jorah. His reply had a strange, husky tone to it, "You will do what a woman is meant for. A Khal shares everything with his bloodriders." This strange reply puzzled Daenerys, as she felt Khal Drogo's strong hands surround her narrow waist, nearly touching his fingers together. She expected him to lift her onto the horse, so let a surprised gasp out when the Khal pulled her roughly against himself and, placing a domineering kiss on the plush lips of Daenerys Targaryen, claimed his wife for the first time. The moment his rough lips touched hers, the drumbeat of the music began, and the dancing resumed. However, all pretense of dancing were thrown aside. Every Dothraki woman was dragged from the crowd, and mounted by endless warriors. No man wanted for cunt, mouth, ass or hand. Primal orgasmic cries matched the primal drumbeat of the performers. Daenerys watched in growing horror at the full-blown orgy she found herself immersed in. She stood there helpless and shaking in her white wedding silks, before she felt a number of hands grope, molest, and pull at her gown. Blinking her attention back to herself, she realized she was surrounded by not only the looming Khal Drogo, but also his bloodriders Cohollo, Qotho and Haggo. Fear shot through her body as the Khal tore her dress from her in a single mighty jerk and manhandled the beautiful silver-haired Targaryen onto her hands and knees It wasn't supposed to be like this, thought Daenerys, as her purple eyes blinked back tears, I ...
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