The Development of Yunkai II (18+)
The sails snapped in the wind as the ship containing the Empress of the Eastern empire and her entourage cut through the narrow gulf leading into Yunkai. The morning sun caught the pale walls of the city, its towers rising over the desert like faded teeth. From the sea, Yunkai looked smaller than Meereen but older, as though it had been left behind by time. But while analysing the scenery in front of her, Empress Daenerys felt a large, strong hand grabbing and squeezing her ass.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnn… Drogo… I told you to wait until we reach the city. Are you not satisfied ?" Daenerys asked Drogo without turning back. Ever since she has created her harem, Drogo has always been eager to prove that he is the superior one. So Daenerys could guess the reason behind his actions. Someone else from her harem must be staring at her ass.
"Khalessi, I was satisfied. But I think you need my cock right now. There is a lot of work ahead for you. And you must be tired from the journey…" It has been a while since Drogo has turned into a smooth talker. Daenerys still found his behaviour a little strange. He was still the previous Drogo in everything else. But when it came to having sex with her, he would suddenly turn into a gentleman. Daenerys had no idea who taught him. But it felt a little weird to her.
"Is that so ? Then please take me here. You can do it before we reach the port." Daenerys told him with an amused smile. And she didn't have to wait long before he slid her white dress aside and started working on her clit to check her wetness. Because of this specific reason Daenerys has long since stopped wearing any sort of underwear. And most of her dresses were designed in a way that would make it very easy to get access to her lower holes.
Before long his hands were withdrawn and his cock came forward. He took her from behind with a rough hard thrust, filling her pussy to the brim.
"Nnnnnnnnggggghhhhh… Drogo… be quick." Daenerys told Drogo before he grabbed her thick thighs and lifted her off the deck. Daenerys quickly wrapped her hands behind Drogo's neck. Then she turned her head towards him to capture his lips as Drogo thrusted his cock upwards with all his might. During this time Daario, Jorah and all of her blood riders were present on the deck. But none of them moved or spoke. Because they knew that while on paper, everyone is equal in the Empress' harem, Drogo was undeniably her favorite. No one else could compete with his physique, size or stamina. With how insatiable the empress was, only Drogo could make her scream in pleasure, when he went all out. That's why no one complained when Drogo took the Empress. Especially not when they have not even recovered from their activities last night.
"Nnnnnnnnggggghhhhh… Nnnnnnnnggggghhhhh… fuck !" Daenerys was enjoying the fucking, without holding back her screams. Drogo was being a little extra rough and hard, because of the short time frame they had. But it was not a bad thing. Because Drogo was going all out.
Before long Daenerys Drogo reached his peak. Daenerys was not far behind either.
"Khalessi…" Drogo granted as he thrusted up Daenerys with all his might while bringing her down along with gravity.
"Annnnnnnnnnnnngggggghhhhh…!" Finally this time Drogo breached her cervix and entered her womb. But he could not do it without the cost of reaching his peak.
Fortunately that was just enough for Daenerys to experience a mind blowing orgasm. As hot white baby batter filled up her womb as her own love juices gushed out.
As Daenerys came down from her orgasmic high, she finally noticed that they had already reached the port of Yunkai.
The port stretched long and flat, with wooden piers jutting into shallow waters. Fishing boats crowded the shoreline, their nets drying in the sun, while merchant ships floated further out, waiting to unload their goods.
The smell hit me first. Salt, tar, and the faint rot of fish. The sound of gulls carried over the water, mixed with the calls of dock workers.
"Drogo…" Daenerys didn't need to give the full command. Drogo gently lowered her thighs until Daenerys stood on the deck on her own. But he didn't take out his cock until it went soft. After they were separated, Daenerys adjusted her dress. But she didn't bother to take care of the cum leaking out of her pussy. The damp spot on her dress was easily noticeable. But things like that didn't bother her anymore.
After feeling refreshed and energized, Daenerys focused on the main reason she had come to Yunkai.
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The council men and local representatives of Yunkai were already waiting for us at the dock.
Since Goku was with us, I decided to go straight to the safety of the palace of Yunkai. Only after ensuring his safety, I returned to the city, in disguise.
I spread shoot over my white-silver hair to make it stand out less. Like most of the freed women in the City, I wore a long skirt without any top. It was the local attire for the former slaves. Although I found it strange since I didn't remember anything like this from the TV series, I didn't linger on it since there are many things different in this world compared to that fictional series.
Leaving my breasts naked, I walked through the city.
After wandering around for the entire day I noticed some important things.
The war might have broken their chains, but chains leave marks deeper than skin.
The marks of their old lives were still on the bodies of almost all of the men and women. Tattoos of ownership, whip scars across backs, thin wrists from years of being treated as tools.
Last time I was in Yunkai, I came as a conqueror. I had not seen the city, not truly. My eyes had been fixed on the gates, the guards, and the victory I wanted.
The problems became clear to me in the span of moments.
Without its main source of income, Yunkai has become the poorest of the three cities of Slaver's Bay. While following my order, everyone was being given food to fill their stomach, money was not flowing like it has been in Mareen and Astapor. Currently their condition might not be comparable to their previous selves, but they are already showing potential to reach even greater heights of wealth in the future.
But the situation in Yunkai was completely different. Poverty has already shown its first mark of presence. If nothing is done quickly then Yunkai will fall for real.
First, the freed bedslaves. Both men and women, young and old. They were everywhere — some standing listlessly, others drifting toward the brothels that had already sprung up under the control of former masters. They had no training for any craft beyond the one forced on them. To live without pleasing another seemed almost impossible to them.
Second, those who tried to adjust. Seamstresses, cooks, cleaners. I saw them in the market streets, bent over cloth or baskets, but even then their movements carried the marks of their old training — the sway of hips, the lowered eyes, the little smiles they forced when speaking. Living like free people did not come naturally to them.
Third, corruption. The brothels now claimed to pay wages, yet I knew without asking that those wages were coins too few to fill a belly. Former masters had slipped easily into the shadows, becoming "employers" rather than "owners." Different words, same cruelty.
I knew then I could not treat Yunkai like Astapor or Meereen. It was too tangled, too shaped by its past. I would need to stay here, to lay the foundation myself.
So I made the decision: Yunkai would be my experiment. A test of something new.
I decided to stay for an entire moon, preparing the first batch of test projects. I would not waste time. Instead of just planning which might fail in the future, an experiment would be better to understand the game.
The casino came first. I ordered one of the abandoned noble houses near the city square to be converted. The structure was strong, its wide halls perfect for games of chance. Gold and silver tables were carved, dice polished, and card decks imported from Braavos. I gave the order that the state of Yunkai itself would own it. Every freedman or freedwoman who worked there would be trained not only in the games but in etiquette. I brought in tutors from Meereen to teach them how to walk, how to serve drinks, and how to speak with confidence. The treasury paid the wages upfront, covering every cost. It was expensive for a test. But I wanted it done right.
The bar was simpler. An old tavern by the docks was bought and rebuilt into a high-end hall. I wanted marble floors, polished wood, and the best wines and spirits. The staff, again, were trained by tutors. They were taught how to mix drinks, how to welcome guests without bowing or lowering their eyes. Some stumbled, some laughed nervously, but they learned. I told them this was their new pride: not to serve as slaves, but to earn as free workers.
The pleasure garden was the most delicate. I chose the central courtyard of a former pyramid. Here, I let beauty speak louder than chains. Lanterns hung from carved arches, water channels were dug, and silk canopies swayed in the air. Flowers from the grass sea and the riverbanks of Slaver's Bay were planted in rows, perfuming the space. I told the women and men who wished to work here that it would not be the same as the brothels of old. Here, they would choose. They would set their prices, their rules. The state would protect them from coercion, and part of the coin they earned would go back into the coffers. They looked at me with doubt, but also with hope.
The nude beach was last. It required the least money. Just a stretch of sand on the southern coast, cleared and marked. I explained it simply: a place where people could be free in their bodies, where no shame would be forced on them. Guards would be stationed there to prevent violence, and the state would ensure its safety. Public sex will be allowed with a special permission that could be brought by using coins. Those coins will go back to coffers. Some of the freedmen laughed when I announced it. Others clapped. I did not care. Yunkai needed something bold, something to attract eyes from beyond its walls.
With the water park idea, I held back. It was too costly and too complex.
By the end of the Moon, everything was ready. Couriers carried letters and tokens. Free first-time entries to the merchants in Meereen and Astapor. I wanted foreigners to see these places, to spend, to spread the word. It would not make Yunkai rich overnight, but it would turn its people from idle hands into workers.
Of course, I also needed to test each of my creations personally.
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