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I died a nicer death than most. I died while my cock was buried deep in my daughter in law. One day my son came home from work early and as you can imagine my son wasn’t too happy about the situation.

Unfortunately, I didn’t raise my son to be a sissy so he chose to just kill us rather than cut us from his life. So I died proud because my son killed me instead of accepting that I fucked his wife, happy because I got laid and mildly annoyed that I got killed.

When I suddenly woke up I thought I was in hell, but I somehow transmigrated into the body of Khal Drogo with all his memories. I had half a mind to dismiss it as a false dream but chose to side on the side of caution.

Searching through my memories, I quickly found out where I was in the timeline. I recently enlisted Illyrio Mopatis to get me an exotic wife, which just so happens to be Daenerys Targaryen. I was due to arrive at his mansion in Pentos in a few hours.

We were close by so it wasn’t a problem. I took a good number of people with me as I headed into the city and to his mansion. I was due for an inspection to see if my new wife or better named Khaleesi is adequate.

As I arrived, I could see her with her brother and Illyrio. She looked like the version from the show except she had purple eyes and was quite nervous by what I could see. I was never married, never saw the appeal of shackling myself to one woman.

I didn’t mind marrying Daenerys however because she was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. plus I would have most of the might in the marriage so I could easily sleep around, it was what was expected of me even.

Ilyrrio began announcing Viserys title to me, but I paid half a mind to it, my focus was on Dany.

“Come forward, my dear,” Illyrio spoke and she followed arriving in front of me. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see her perky nipples through her clothes. I continued to examine her for a few moments before nodding and trodding away with my blood riders. Now I just have to get this wedding over with.

It has been a while and I am currently sitting next to my bride. I watched the affairs of the wedding while Daenerys received all sorts of gifts. Watching a few of Dothraki already fucking, just activated my libido, fortunately, someone dying lifted it somewhat.

Jorah Mormont greeted me before paying attention to Daenerys and gifting her with a few books. I contemplated killing the spy but chose to wait so that I could do it in private. I wondered if I could rely on his future love for Daenerys since he is a capable warrior and translator at the moment.

Of course, I wouldn’t let him touch Dany but I don’t have a problem with people simping for my partner so long as they know their place. Next Dany received her dragon eyes, something which I was excited by the most. She admired it for a few minutes while idly making conversation with the others.

Standing up, I decide it is time to show her my gift. I decided to go with the same white horse since it would be useful for our coming adventures and the fact that while I knew her personality somewhat, I didn’t remember what gifts she liked most that aren’t freeing slaves, burning her enemies or dragon eggs.

She followed me and as soon as she got close to the horse she caressed it. Seeing that she liked it, I chose now as the time to grab her by the hips and back to put her on the horse.
***

Looking at my beautiful fearful bride in a beautiful dress. We were currently at the same scenic hilltop the original Drogo took her after the wedding. Walking up to her I began slowly undressing her, which caused her to begin crying.

There was a language barrier between us, so I couldn’t console her. The only word in the common tongue I know is no. I could choose to not consummate the marriage, but I wasn’t that morally nice, so I will at least make this pleasurable for her. I can go rougher after she is used to it.

Turning her head towards my direction, I began kissing her tears and then moved my lips to hers. “No,” I said to her crying. She began talking but I couldn’t understand any of it.

What was weird was that as soon as I kissed her, I felt some sort of energy going into me. Kissing her again, I felt it again and instinctively knew it was tantric manipulation and more specifically the empowerment, which slowly removed my fatigue from the events of my transmigration. I could sense that I could choose to send that energy to instead slowly upgrade my physique and more.

With that newfound knowledge out of the way I also began getting gut feelings on her preferred spots. Kissing her on the left side of her neck, I get a reluctant moan from her. I began caressing her perky tits, making sure to pay attention to her nipples as well which caused her to let out another reluctant moan.

I sat on the floor and placed her on my lap, with her back against my muscled chest. I began kissing her neck again with one hand on her breast while the other teasingly moved down to her cunt.

As soon as I touched her wet lips, I felt another ability thanks to my tantric manipulation. I could increase her arousal, sensitivity and even make her orgasm through touch. Using the ability I slowly increased her arousal and I began to tease her pussy and clit.

I am not surprised when she shudders and orgasms on my fingers. She slumped into my arms, I let her get back her energy for a few moments before lifting her and undressing myself. Some people are extremely sensitive when orgasming, to the point where it is uncomfortable to be touched, fortunately for me Dany’s time was shorter than most.

My cock left my breeches and I felt the nice cool air on it. I was already hard because of Dany and since I already focused on her pleasure, it is time I pay attention to mine. I put her on her all fours and get behind.

She was wet so this should be easier, but with my tantric manipulation, I chose to lessen her pain even further. With a slow thrust, I entered her inner walls, ridding her of maidenhood. Her breathing got heavy and she let out these cute moans as I thrust into her from behind. Her tight walls felt heavenly and I was tempted to just plunder away.

As soon as she got used to something inside of her I went faster and as a consequence her moans got louder. I made sure to occasionally play with her clit, since I could sense she liked when it was played with but not too much. 10 minutes into it she came on my shaft, which brought my climax closer too.

I wasn’t ready to climax though, while I enjoyed her pussy, I was too experienced and I wanted to enjoy her cunt without all the sensitivity problems I would face. While I thought my tantric manipulation could handle it, I don’t want to experiment too much at the moment. Lifting her up with my beefy arms, I sat on the ground and put her on my lap, facing towards me.

Her face was the closest thing to an ahegao face I have ever seen in real life and frankly, if it was possible I would gain another inch just because of how hot she looked. I lined up my shaft with her slit and thrust in from below. She fell against my shoulder and bit me to muffle her moans.

It wasn’t very painful and even if it was, her lovely cunt would distract me from it. My hands fondled her breasts before I placed them on her hips, to teach her how to ride me. While we had a communication barrier, she understood what I wanted and began to ride me. She was inexperienced, but that somehow just made it more arousing.

A half-hour later, I felt ready to cum and it certainly didn’t help that Dany climaxed a few minutes earlier. So with a grunt, I painted the insides of my wife white. I expected to go soft for a few minutes but was pleasantly surprised to find myself still hard, guess the empowerment part of my powers worked fast.

For the rest of the sexual energy, I directed my physique especially to increase my durability, speed and strength. The total boost just felt like I spent a good amount of hours in the gym, where I focused on all aspects of myself. It wasn’t exactly groundbreaking but the fact that I spend an hour having sex and gained what amounted to hours in the gym certainly was nice.

I dismiss my thoughts and get back to screwing Dany.

***
Daenerys:

She couldn’t believe she made all of those sounds and actually enjoyed what happened. She expected it to be painful and unenjoyable, but her new husband or Khal made it enjoyable for her. The whole situation made her conflicted, on one side her brother basically sold her on the other side Khal Drogo has been more pleasant than she suspected.

Somewhere down the line she fell asleep and was carried back to camp and put in the bed in their tent. Looking around she saw that she was alone and what was disconcerting for her was that she felt better than she has ever in her entire 16-year-old life. She felt stronger and healthier, not by a lot but certainly enough that she could feel it.

She had no idea what to do next, she was a Khaleesi yet she was still under the control of her brother. She thought she could start to learn Dothraki so she could communicate with her new husband.

She touched her belly and wondered if she was with child, with the number of times Drogo seeded her, she believed that was indeed the case. If Daenerys was going, to be honest with herself, she would admit she was feeling overwhelmed.

Different plans went through her head, nothing malicious, on what to do with this new opportunity.

Drogo:

While sleeping with Daenerys, I found out I could use my tantric manipulation to feed some of the sexual energy(SE). I tested it and it worked, but my results were diminished because I had to share it. I will choose to just give her a quarter of the SE in the future to limit the chance of her dying in the future. I could even convince her to start learning how to defend herself.

While I didn’t love her, she was still my wife and I could see myself maybe loving her in the future. I was happy though. With the discovery of my tantric manipulation, I could look forward to this life. While I inherited Drogo's memories, which included his skill in fighting, that was hardly enough to survive in this world, especially with my ambitions.

I wanted to conquer Westeros, not for Viserys or Daenerys but myself. Dany gave me the opportunity to do this and my tantric manipulation gave me the will to do it. That is for the future though, now it is time to start exploring my mysterious powers.

My leading theory on why I had the powers was because I was having sex and adding my transmigration, the sexual energy fused with my soul and gave me the ability to manipulate SE. Of course, that was just a theory, I also didn’t want to even contemplate how I was transmigrated.

On the do list, learn powers, learn how to communicate with people other than Dothraki. It would also be nice to manipulate Dany to fall in love with me. Stockholm Syndrome is just the best.

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We are on our way to the Vaes Dothrak, to get the approval for my marriage to Daenerys. Honestly, I don’t care for anyone’s approval on who I should and shouldn’t marry but it would be out of character, suspicious and would greatly upset a number of my forces if I didn’t. We were currently camping and had tents around for everyone. So I command one of my bloodriders to get two people for me.

“You will protect your Khaleesi and you girl will teach her our ways,” I said to Rakharo, someone who was incredibly loyal to the show and Irri the girl who was one of Dany’s original handmaidens. She could also serve as a translator for Daenerys, something which I needed. I also want her to teach me the common tongue.

“Yes, my Khal.” They both said in unison.

“Rakharo, you may go for now. I wish to speak to the girl.” I said and he quickly bowed and left. We were currently alone in my tent, with two of my bloodriders outside.

“What do you need of me, my Khal.” She said submissively. I inspected her for a moment, she was a young Dothraki, around Daenerys’s age, that I enslaved when she was younger. She was beautiful, she had light brown skin, with black hair. If I didn’t need her for something I might have bent her over already.

“I wish to learn the common tongue,” I said. I don’t even have to give reasons, which was another benefit of being Khal.
“...It would be my honour, my Khal… When do you want to begin.” She asked.

“Now.” The sooner I learn the language the better.

She quickly accepts and spends the next half an hour educating me about it. Now I just need to be exposed to the language to get the information I learnt today to set in. It will take me months to be proficient, but I can be a patient man.

“We are done for the day. Now onto more exciting activities. My Khaleesi is resting and I need a substitute to pleasure me.” I said as I undressed and stroked my cock to hardness. This had a purpose beyond just pleasuring myself, I wished to learn more about the power I ended up with.

“You may use me as you wish, my Khal.” She said with reverence, which wasn’t surprising she was always deferential towards the Dothraki culture. She didn’t even waste time undressing and knelt before me. I groped her pert tits for a few seconds before leading her head to the top of my penis.

With a nod from me, she took the tip into her mouth. I opted not to facefuck her and let her do the job worshipping my shaft while I figured out my powers. I had a lot of questions surrounding it.

Would it spread to my children? I hoped not, patricide wasn’t a very fun activity. I could lessen the risk by not fucking their partners but it will always be a risk, especially in a medieval society. That is also why I didn’t pull out of Dany once, I wanted to find out as soon as possible.

I am distracted from my thoughts by her bobbing her head up and down on my shaft though. My cock was pretty thick so she had some difficulties accepting it in her wet mouth. I slightly thrust forward, not enough to be completely uncomfortable.

While doing this, I caressed her hair and increased her arousal gradually to see how far I could take it. Her cheeks heated up and her eyes turned even hazier as the minutes passed. She began using her tongue more on the underside of the shaft and with one hand began massaging one of my balls.

My biology knowledge was spotty at best, but I knew that the brain had a lot to do with our senses. So I quickly tried connecting the SE with her brain. The result was that I could sense the familiar feeling of lust and a foreign one of worship. I almost drowned in the emotions but quickly ended the feed.

I tinkered with it for a bit as I enjoyed Irri’s passionate mouth. Focusing my attention a bit on Irri, I began to slowly thrust into her mouth. My sex intuition supplied me with the fact that she liked it rougher than the usual girl but nothing extreme.

A bummer was that I found out I couldn’t manipulate her emotions but only sense them. The only one that I could manipulate so far was lust. Maybe that would change in the future, but for the moment it wasn’t wise to spend all my time on the ability.
I slowly increased my pace as well as arousal as I fucked the Dothraki girl’s mouth. She had quite the nimble tongue and wasn’t reluctant to please me with it. I enjoyed her mouth for a while before spurting my jizz into her mouth. I took my dick out, I didn’t want her to drown in cum and let the rest spurt on her pretty face.

She shuddered and I saw a puddle where she sat. I made someone cum from screwing their mouth, that was certainly a first. I kept my face blank to stop my amusement from showing. I could sense humiliation but mostly arousal coming from her. Her face even turned red to

“Good slave. Lick the rest up.” I said and watched as she cleaned the cum around her mouth with her dexterous tongue.

“Will that be all, my Khal?” She asked, to which I only showed my hard cock. Her eyes briefly widen when she sees I am still fully erect.

“No, you will be done when I have finished with your cunt.” I told the girl. She quickly got on all fours. It was common for Dothraki to fuck people from behind, something I didn’t, mind since it was one of my favourite positions.

I quickly got behind and impaled her cunt. She was wet and I loved the way her inner muscles tightened around my shaft. I am sure my bloodriders could hear flesh hitting flesh outside as well as Irri’s loud moans. I'm pushed into her up to my balls and I can feel her round ass cheeks rubbing against me as I begin pumping in and out.

I kept a furious pace as I fucked her. I took her braid, by the area near her scalp since I didn’t want to rip her hair out, in my hand and with the other hand I spanked her ass, near her vagina. Usually doing something like this without permission would cause you to get kicked off a woman's house but fortunately, the mindset of might makes right is dominant and Irri’s is just a kinky bitch.

With every one of my thrusts, I hit her cervix. Any pain or damage that I cause of this I simply heal away. The healing power I discovered when after my session with Dany I saw that my back pain has lessened. Tantric magic was really versatile and I am glad I ended up with it.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her cumming around my cock and the extra loud moan she let out. I slowed my pace while quickly healing any insensitivities. It doesn’t take a lot of the SE to handle plus it affords longer sex time so it actually gives me a net gain.

“You don’t have to stop my Khal. Use me as you wish, I am but a toy for you to slake your lusts on.” She said out of breath while shaking her ass to entice me further. Who am I to argue with such a good

I continue fucking her for a while, by the end, I give her my load. I needed more subjects in case Dany gave me a child that doesn’t have the ability. It could be a fluke after all. If they have children with the ability, I will just turn off my fertility but I somehow doubt they will have my ability. If they did, I may be able to drain their ability in the future but it is better to be cautious.

Messing with my powers again, I try to see if I can change things about the sperm. I could make sure it wouldn’t take so that was nice. Delving deeper, I saw that I could decide the gender. It was interesting but not something I cared for at the moment.

Feeling done, I took in the SE for my daily workout. My appearance didn’t really change but my stats certainly did. I was afraid I would become a 5-metre man if I took in enough SE. While distributing the SE I put the majority into speed, stamina and durability. The rest I put into strength.

My strength was my best stat but I wanted my speed to catch up since a fast opponent will usually defeat a strong opponent unless they become cocky. As soon as all my stats are even I will distribute them equally again.

Daenerys:

“Khal Drogo asked me to teach you our ways, Khaleesi.” The Dothraki girl who called herself Irri said.

“If he wishes it, I have no problems with it,” Daenerys said. She was scared of The Khal and wanted to make sure he wasn’t unhappy with her. Even if he caused her to experience more pleasure than she has ever known, it didn’t mean she trusted him.

Her brother’s words from when he sold her, was that he was willing to let The Khal’s entire Khalasar rape her for an army. She didn’t know if she was going to be passed around and she doubted she would enjoy the experience. The Khalasar was a brutal place. People died at her wedding, women were raped. Show she was in her right to fear for the future.

That was her short term goal, to make sure he was happy to avoid anything worse from happening to her. “When do you wish to start, my Khaleesi.”

“I have to clean her first.” Doreah the handmaiden her brother gave her said. She didn’t know anything about the girl really. She has been so busy dealing with her own problems that she didn’t take time to get her to socialise with others really.

The only conversation she had so far was with Jorah, who offered her dried grass, while they were travelling on their horses. She wasn’t really hungry, she felt energetic which was strange, she heard lots of stories but never one where sex invigorated someone. She accepted the food though because she didn’t want to be rude and deny his gift.

When Drogo rode past them, she got a familiar tingle in her lower areas that she identified as lust. She felt ashamed of herself all over again, which Jorah mistook that she loathed Drogo and told her that it would get better.

She was afraid of Drogo but also wanted to feel what they did all over again. It has barely been a day since the wedding and she was already somewhat hooked on the man.

“Are you listening, Khaleesi?” Doreah interrupts her.
“No, can you repeat that?”

“Do you wish for us to groom you now or later?”

“Now. I need to be presentable for my husband.” She told them. They soon began to clean her while they shared tales. It felt nice to have girls to talk to. She certainly didn’t have a decent company with Viserys or anyone else for that matter. She couldn’t even understand her husband.

Doreah told her about her time as a pleasure slave. She saw an opportunity to learn about how to please her husband. Her knowledge about the arts of sex was barely in the ranks of novice and learning from a former pleasure slave seemed like a wise move.

She delayed that idea though as soon as she was done cleaning up, she got Irri to start teaching her the language and the culture. She was honestly dreading and anticipating Drogo’s next visit.

Before her dread could increase further, Khal Drogo stepped into the tent. He was naked with his large manhood flailing about with his every step. Her two handmaidens quickly left. Leaving her alone with the giant of a man. She gulped as he moved closer to her.

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“Come!” I command my wife. Her eyes briefly widen when she hears me speak the common tongue. My knowledge was less than basic but I picked up a few words.

She stepped forward until she was in front of me. I extended my arms before lifting her by the hips and ass.

“Hold tight.” My voice was rough but she understood me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Leaning forward I pressed my lips against hers and prodded her mouth with my tongue.

She opened up and allowed me the chance to wrap my tongue around hers. I could feel wariness, lust and a whole lot of other emotions from her. It was good, I didn’t sense a desire to kill me. She didn’t cry this time which was nice.

She wasn’t a good kisser yet, but the fact that it was her, turned me on enough. Plus it is better to teach her now than to complain in the future. She lacked any sex education and while I could physically teach her a few stuff, it wasn’t enough. Hopefully, the former pleasure slave can teach her.

I stop thinking and go back to kissing the daylights out of my wife. My hands were busy fondling her pert buttocks while my cock was perched between her asscheeks. I was essentially letting her give me an assjob.

She was naked her and her perky tits rubbed against my chest with every movement. This only inflamed my lust even further. I wanted to try something new with her today. I could heal her so it was possible that I could clean her.

With the decision in my mind, I let my thumb wander to her rosebud. I rubbed it while channelling the SE there. I could feel her anus becoming spotless. Hygiene problems for anal was an ass in modern times let alone for the shit time period.

As soon as I knew it was clean, I slowly penetrated her tight asshole. Her eyes widened and I could feel her panic through my senses.

“Shh, will feel good,” I said in a broken common tongue. That relaxed her a bit and she returned her lips to mine. I could still sense her unease, but she needn’t worry. I preferred her satisfaction rather than pain.

I dulled her pain and increased her arousal as I played with her asshole. She let cute moans into my mouth but I wanted to see and hear them; Not just feel them. So I stopped kissing her mouth and moved my lips to her neck. Her moans were endearing and I could tell why so many men became bewitched by her.

My fingers sped up and I was making progress towards the goal of loosening up her asshole. Seeing that it would take a while for her bum to get ready, I chose to rub my manhood against her slit.

She whimpered next to my ear and it made me just want to impale her. I dismiss those thoughts, for now, I wanted her to be active in fuckings. I deliberately teased her, making no moves to enter her. This caused her to wiggle in my arms trying to get me to enter her.

“What do you want?” I asked. I probably mispronounced stuff but so long as she got the gist of it, I would be happy.

“Please, Drogo.” She whimpered, It was cutely pathetic but it inflamed my lust even further.

“Want something, take it,” I tell her. I moved us towards the bed and sat down. Her cunt was aligned with my shaft and she didn’t take further encouragement from dropping down onto the shaft.

I sighed in bliss at experiencing her amazing cunt again. “Ride,” I told her and like a good wife, she followed the order. I already taught her the basics of riding, so she at least knew what to do.

I enjoy the way she bounced up and down my shaft and I could tell by her moans, she enjoyed the experience as well. I quickly assisted her by thrusting into her from below, while kissing her neck and sexy breasts.

I could tell she had a praise kink, but previously I couldn’t incorporate it in our sex life, since my speech skills were zero. She also had somewhat of a sub and dom, while I want our sessions to be enjoyable for both of us, having someone dominate me wasn’t my thing.
I could always convince her of a threesome in the future.

Thankfully Irri gave me a few translated phrases as a base for her praise kink. “You’re doing good,” I whispered into Dany’s ears. I could feel her sex tighten at my words. “Such a good little wife.”

It didn’t take her long to cum and several minutes after that I blasted her womb full of my seed. While fucking her, I didn’t stop working her forbidden hole, so she was ready to back there. I laid her, on her stomach, on the bed. I moved behind her, pressing my cock against her puckered hole

“Please Drogo, don’t … back there, too big.” She squirmed a bit at the sensation but I could also tell she was scared of me becoming mad. I couldn’t understand her words but I could decipher the meaning with my empathic senses.

“Will feel good, promise,” I said as I tried to dissuade a little of her fears. I slowly thrust into her behind, letting her get used to feeling something bigger than my fingers. I used my powers to make it easier for her and myself, her asshole was tighter than her cunt so it was a struggle getting in there.

After a few excruciating thrusts, I finally reached the deepest parts of my wife. With that out of the way, I could finally begin fucking her properly. I leaned forwards, kissing her shoulders and back, I could feel the tiny goosebumps she had.

Getting an idea on how to make it more fun, I direct my tantric manipulation and imagine making a hand out of the SE. A spectral hand quickly manifests and I moved it to her clit, to help stimulate her further. It was weird feeling three hands at once, but not unpleasant.

She quickly came, causing her to tighten on my shaft even further. I was beginning to fear that I would lose my dick, but fortunately, she loosened the next moment. I enjoyed myself for a while longer before blasting her bowels with my seed. She was already pregnant so I could afford to spend my seed there.

Poor Dany was already tired so I chose to pull out. I gave her energy a few times to freshen her up, but that was only physical, she could still become mentally tired. Plus I already move SE to improve her body, I don’t want to waste more by rejuvenating her. I lay on the bed beside her before putting her head on my chest.

“How was it,” I asked.

“Good,” She said with a goofy smile on her face. I caressed her hair while cuddling her up to me.

Daenerys:
She honestly didn’t expect this of her husband but she couldn’t say she minded too much. Wasn’t he supposed to be this fearsome Khal, why did he care about her pleasure, why did he allow her to cuddle up to her.

She was sure those questions would keep her up at night, but if this was how her marriage is going to go, she honestly couldn’t say she would mind it. Feeling up adventurous, she laid a kiss on his manly chest, to see how he would react.

She looked up at his face and saw he was amused at her display. “Want more?” He asked as he grabbed a handful of her ass, he was gentle with it, which she was glad because she felt a little sore there.

She didn’t expect him to use her ass, she didn’t know it could even be used for sex. She was embarrassed by how much she enjoyed herself. Like the last time, she felt better and stronger after the session.

She didn’t know if it was natural since her knowledge about sex was limited and while Drogo seemed to know the common tongue it appeared to be only a few select basic words.

“I am too tired,” She replied and gauged if he would be upset at her refusal. He couldn’t understand her completely but it felt as if he could read her mind sometimes. He nodded and before she could sigh in relief, he delivered a kiss to her head.

She unintentionally smiled at the action. She liked his kissing of her forehead far more than her brother’s. She may have misjudged him, but she would try to keep her bias to a minimum in the future.

***
It has been several days and she has been steadily making progress with her studies of the language and culture with Irri. Travelling on a horse was getting boring, but it was better than begging for a place to stay with her brother.

During the nights she would join Drogo in bed, which was an activity that she has started to look forward to. They even started talking afterwards since it seems Drogo was learning the common tongue as well.

She didn’t know if he was learning it for her but liked to imagine it was for her. So she could at least learn something for him. Her sexual experience has improved but she wanted to drive him insane with lust, the same way he does to her.

She has seen him fucking others when she was tired, she didn’t like it but she blamed herself somewhat because she couldn’t keep up with it. Plus it was in their culture, so she couldn’t entirely blame him and expect him to change.

So while her handmaidens bathed her, she dismissed everyone but Doreah. She hasn’t gotten around this yet, she was always tired because of travelling and at night she was too busy with her husband.

She asked Drogo to extend their camping just for this, which he easily accepted, she wondered if he was tired of the travels just as she was.

“What is it you need, Khaleesi?” Doreah asked her curiously.

“How do I please the Khal better. I tire easily and wish to prolong our sessions.” She clarified, she was a bit ashamed having to ask someone to please her husband, but the pros beat the cons.

“As you wish, I’ll teach you how to easily satisfy the Khal, so much so that he will never want to leave your bed,” Doreah said and that is how the lesson starts.

Doreah began to teach her about blowjobs, handjobs and other energy-saving techniques and used a sword hilt that looked like a phallus as an example. They then moved on to theories. She asked about the empowering thing that usually happens during or after the sessions. She was met by a confused expression and added a mental note, to ask her husband.

The other thing was that Doreah kept insisting that she should get Drogo to be so enamoured by her and while she liked the idea of having someone obedient and devoted to her she doubted it would happen. While Drogo let her ride him, he was still very much still in control.

Drogo:

I am currently sparring with one of the random Dothraki in my Khalasar to test out my strength and my skills. I felt a noticeable boost in my agility and easily defeated the Dothraki and cut his braid.

I went on to let a few more challenge me before leaving and heading to my tent. I had half a mind to find someone to fuck for SE and pleasure but decided to go to the best girl, that is my wife.

I arrived at the sight of Dany’s Handmaiden sucking off the shaft of my sword and Dany attentively storing every detail to her mind. Did she at least clean it before sucking it?

“Drogo?” My wife said as she noticed me entering. I quirked my eyebrow at Doreah and I could see Dany’s expression turning sheepish. I decided to ignore the display and swept up Dany in my arms before giving her a passionate kiss.

“If your friend wants something to suck on, I have something better for her,” I said before letting my cock flop out. My common tongue has gotten better after a week and a few days.

“No that is not it. She is teaching me how to please you.” She quickly explains while the handmaiden took out the hilt from her mouth.

“Better to let her suck on the real thing then,” I said as I watched her reaction. Would she be against me fucking someone in front of her? I helped the decision by amping up her lust.

After a few seconds, she nodded. “If Doreah doesn’t mind.”

Seeing Doreah nod with a wink, I smiled. I grabbed a handful of my lovely wife’s ass and kissed again. While I will be sucked off by another, I see no reason to neglect Dany. I could feel her jealousy but currently, her arousal is winning out.

“Suck,” I ordered the former pleasure slave.