Of course I had a lot of sex with Drogo during this time. And most of the time we did it in the open, in front of the others, in the Khalasar.
Not only because it fulfilled my own thrill of having public sex, but also because it made me gain recognition among the warriors of the Khalasar.
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How to gain Respect
The life of the Dothraki people was not easy. But compared to my imagination at least it was somewhat easier. After the beginning of our journey, I told Drogo that I wanted to drink boiled water instead of fermented mare milk. And Drogo agreed without any hesitation. The same goes for food. Most of the time Dothraki people eat horse meat and many derivatives from it. But with my request, they started taking care of turkeys. The meat of wild turkeys they had caught from the edge of the forest near Pentos was much more tasty compared to horse meat. After leaving Pentos, most of the time the Khalasar kept moving. And when everyone was tired they would set off a camp to take some rest for a couple of days before continuing their journey. This life of constant travel would have been very difficult if not for my healing factor and some other cheats. While there was no shortage of food, riding a horse more than 16 hours a day was more exhausting than I had thought. But after a week, I managed to adapt to the new way of life. It was not that bad.
Then there was the cruel treatment of the slaves. Because of my request, Drogo banned the senseless beating of women and slaves in the Khalasar. I could have also asked him to stop the rapes. But I didn't. The reason was simple. It was simply a part of the Dothraki lifestyle. Even though the women looked miserable while getting clapped by multiple men in the middle of their camp or on the road, they never actively resisted it and most of them even enjoyed it. In fact most of the women, threw themselves at the men when they have the mood to fuck. Dothraki women did not treat sex as anything important or special. For them it was simple. If the man pulls out then you are not having a baby. And if the man gives you his seed then he wants a baby.
The nomadic lifestyle of the Dothraki was based on strength and hardship. That's why most people know how to endure, struggle and survive. So with the senseless beating gone, life was not that bad.
The only ones who truly struggled were some of the new slaves given as a gift to Drogo from Illyrio, my sorry excuse of a brother and Robrt's spy, Jorah Mormont. While they also got plenty of food to eat and fermented mare milk to drink, they were not happy with it. Compared to me their life was truly miserable.
Most of the time during our journey, Drogo used to spoil me. Doing anything that I said like a love struck fool. Of course I also gave him his fair share of pleasure by fucking me. After getting used to his cock, sex was something that I enjoyed with him. Especially with my feelings factor that somewhat reduced the pain I felt from the rough pounding.
Most of the time we did it openly in front of the others. I didn't know why, but I have taken a liking to public sex. I didn't know what kind of twisted fetish I have developed. It felt really satisfying when I ride Drogo or he rode me in front of so many people that could only dream of fucking me.
I enjoyed it even more when my foolish big brother was watching us. The way he was monologuing about destroying Drogo in his head while glaring at us with venomous eyes as I made love with Drogo was very satisfying to watch. I felt really good, especially whenever I remembered his words about offering me to the 40000 Dothraki and their horses in exchange for the army. And now with the promise of 100,000 men, he was nothing but a small man. Even when doing nothing I call it a very satisfying revenge.
Speaking of 100,000 men, I had to intercept multiple messages from Jorah Mormont with the help of my own loyal blood riders. Even if he would become one of my best allies in the future, I had to treat him as an enemy's spy at the moment.
That's how three weeks passed since the beginning of our journey from Pentos.
And on the first day of the 4th week, one of my hand maids revealed my pregnancy.
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The entire camp was set up near a river. It has only been a couple of days since the Khalasar of Khal Drogo had entered the great grass sea. After getting the news of Daenerys' pregnancy, Drogo immediately ordered his blood riders to find a good place to set up a camp.
So they found a small river to set up their camp.
Everyone eagerly waited as Drogo immediately announced about the ceremony to eat the raw heart of a black stallion in a single breath.
While everyone prepared for the unique Dothraki ritual, Daenerys spent some alone time with her Dragon eggs while contemplating about taking the super soldier drug during the ritual. After a lot of contemplation, she decided against it. First of all, she didn't want to take any risk with the drug. Who knows what kind of whacky side effect it will show upon getting consumed with horse blood and flesh.
After making her decision, she went to meet Jorah. While she has been keeping an eye on him using her blood riders, she wanted him on her side. It was necessary because she didn't know how much time her brother would stay alive for.
Drogo loves him dearly. And Viserys was growing impatient with each passing day. Daenerys didn't want him to die despite her disliking. But the way things were going, it was going to happen sooner or later.
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Next chapter: How to gain Respect II
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