Khal Sea Yum (COMPLETE)

Two Riders

Two tanned riders on two brown horses. I didn't dare run. They were riding slowly towards me. I looked down at my dress; an emerald shawl divided by a leather belt. See through. They were near now.

"Is this all that is left?" One rider said to the other. They spoke Dothraki. I understood nothing.

"Of course. Our great Khal said rushing into Volantis when the river is low would be fruitless. No slaves. No gold. Only one whore." He gestured at me. I understood Volantis. I understood the word for whore. It was the same in Valyrian.

"Rafa. Take her. Let's bring her to our great Khal. He deserves her." I knew the word khal. I felt my breath hitch.

"Theo, our Khal can have her after us." He jumped off his horse. I felt my heart jump. Then I felt a different feeling.

His worn leather. His arakh glimmering in the harsh sunlight. His dark eyes. His short hair cut strangely stylishly for a Dothraki screamer. And I thought I caught his name. Theo.

I felt my mind purr as I looked down at his athletic body. I tried speaking to them in the common tongue. "What are you going to do with me? I am a noble lady." I stuttered near the end as Theo walked closer and closer to me.

He laughed at my words. "Rafa... come here and look at her." Theo pulled my shawl down with a tug. "Come and be unfaithful to your wife... This one is beautiful." Dothraki again.

I tried the common tongue once more as I grasped at my exposed breasts. "I am Bianca Stark. No one does this to me." Rafa was jumping off of his horse now. I caught his name too.

Hair done up in a short pony tail. Body more toned than Theo's. I found myself starring at the space between his thighs.

"Are you hungry for something - Bianca Stark?" Theo hissed at me in the common tongue. He understood the common tongue. Somehow I felt a tiny bit of relief.

That was soon taken as I felt Rafa push me onto all fours. Theo tore away at the belt that kept my shawl a dress.

I heard the unfastening of leather bits and then I moaned. Theo was huge. Bigger than the slaves, bigger than any common or noble boy I have ever had before.

He was rough. Treated me like a lifeless doll he could thrust in and out of. This was what I always wanted. A man who just wanted sex. I felt my knees buckle. I released a breathless moan after breathless moan with eyes tightly closed.

That's when I felt it. Rafa standing at attention by my mouth. I licked it. Lightly at first. Then in feverish delight I shoved the whole rod into my mouth. Like I was imitating Theo's dance behind I made Rafa's tool my mouth's plaything.

I heard him moan as I felt the familiar stickyness warm the back of my throat.  I swallowed.

That's when I felt Theo's heat fill my sex. I let out a moan. I looked up at Rafa with my chestnut eyes. I begged him for more with just one look.

"The Khal needs to see this one." The common tongue this time. I felt my toes curl with masochistic delight. Rafa wiped at his mouth and did up his pants. I felt Theo haul me over his shoulder and toss me onto the back of his horse.

Bare behind exposed he slapped me hard enough to leave a mark. I quivered with a delight never known until now.

"I have a feeling she may like Drogo as well..."