A Rogue Dragon's Flight Chapter 4 (ASOIAF Daemon Tragryen SI) (Patreon)

Rhea Royce

Rhea had been praying to the Seven since Daemon mounted his horse and set off to put an end to the savages that dotted the mountains of her home, she knew her husband was a great warrior his constant displays of skill on the yard had brought her much happiness as it surely did to any other woman that took the time to appreciate the body of her husband but she still worried. While not overtly knowledgeable about battle Rhea knew that the risk of death on the field was great all it would take was a lucky arrow, not even dragons were immune to the whims of luck as the dragon Meraxes was felled by a lucky bolt through the eye.

Rhea had grown attached to Daemon, despite her initial first impression of her husband Daemon proved himself as capable as his sire and grandsire were, he was everything a noble lady that was to inherit her house would want. Rhea had to fan her face as she thought about the other benefits of being to Daemon.

Her husband was a lustful beast that she had to please in every way he wanted lest he look for the comfort of another and Rhea would fight to keep her man even if she had to degrade herself, another flush spread to her face as she thought about what Daemon had asked of her as a prize when he returned victorious.

Tentatively she moved one of her hands to her ass, spreading her cheeks and looking over her shoulder so she could see the reflection in the mirror Rhea noticed that her previously tight hole was wider than before thanks to what Daemon had ingeniously called a ‘butt plug’. Her husband wanted to despoil every part of her body, even when she gladly took him into her mouth or cunt Daemon had displayed an unusual desire for her derriere, and after a particularly exhausting session of lovemaking, rutting, her mind corrected as there was nothing lovely about the Savage way in which Daemon took her as he did his best to breed her, Rhea had finally accepted that she would have to give him her last virginity.

Daemon had spent the following days after the party before he left, playing with her shithole, cleaning it with soaps and perfumes, Rhea had to change her diet to keep it clean too, and much to her shame, she had enjoyed the attentions he placed on her tightest hole. The way his fingers had prodded her at first was unusual but the undeniable excitement she felt quickly overshadowed the initial discomfort and her husband didn’t take long in making her climax.

Daemon had quickly declared her a butt slut and proceeded to make her scream his name again. He might have taken her right then and there if not for the fact that he was too large, then he procured the scandalous toy and proceeded to train her ass until it gaped just how he liked.

Now she was in her bed, with her ass in the air facing the door waiting for her husband to enter the room and take his prize. Rhea had forbidden anyone from coming close to her room and gave explicit instructions to only let Daemon approach.

“Rhea, you sure know how to welcome your husband” Daemon spoke in a seductive tone that make her weak in the knees, Rhea heard as he moved closer to her and whimpered at the feeling of his large appendage being trapped between her ass.

Daemon dragged his member back and forth before stopping, Rhea heard the rustling of clothes and the next time she shelf his cock it was bare, the heat it exuded made her moan out loud. The head of his cock poked her asshole making her moan again.

“Daemon~ Please!” Rhea begged as she moved her ass back and forth on his cock making a sound that would otherwise be mis constructed as praise.

CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP

“But Rhea I can hardly do anything if my cock isn’t lubed up” Daemon punctuated that stamen by pressing his cock against her dripping slit.

“I’m sorry~” Rhea turned around leaving her face to face with the cock that was going to defile her. Without hesitation, she made her way down to Daemon’s balls. The two orbs were pampered with sloppy kisses as the underside of her man’s cock lay against Rhea’s forehead. She could feel the heat radiating off of his shaft. It was a hungry kind of heat, and it belonged with the warmth inside of her own loins.

“You’ve been waiting for this moment for a while, huh?” Daemon asked, rubbing his firm cock in her face as she kissed his member.

“Yes, I’ve wanted this since you first made me cum with my ass~ I’ve waited for a moment like this, where I can be used and fucked like a whore” Her mouth was then filled by Daemon’s massive cock; her throat expanded to try and handle his massive girth.

His lips formed a toothy smirk as he held her head close to the base of his outrageously large penis “Then why don’t you prove just how much you want this.”

“Yesh!” she gurgled, her head bobbing up and down while she audily gagged on his cock. ‘I love servicing my husband!’ Rhea thought to herself, her hands now being used to play with her cunt while she patiently waited for Daemon to take her shithole.

‘His cock is so big… and his balls have more seed than I can handle!’ Rhea started to shake her ass as she continued sucking on her husband’s cock, showing him just how much she wanted it.

Rhea felt Daemon’s member throb in her throat and started moving faster, more desperate as her desire to taste his cum became overpowering. Thankfully Daemon stopped her with one hand and forced her to let go of his cock. Daemon’s member was coated in saliva and several strings remained connecting her mouth to his cock making it obvious to anyone watching just where his cock had just been.

Daemon reached the back of her head to grab her hair. Then he yanked her off the spot she had been in manhandling her body into the position she was before he arrived. Despite the rough treatment that was enduring Rhea leaned further onto the bed, bending over and waiting to have her ass plugged.

Treating her ass cheeks like he owned them Daemon began to smack them, the strikes causing her to moan out her approval. Even with how rough he was Rhea still encouraged all his pent-up aggression by pushing it back along with the way he made her jiggle. Despite how toned her legs were, the way her huge ass moved made it look like it was bouncing.

Daemon was done waiting and was ready to take her last virginity. Reaching upwards his hands reached for her hips the prince grabbed and pulled Rhea back into him. His fat crown instantly poked at her shit box but gave another yank while getting it stuffed right in as he fell forward.

"Oh fuck! That's too big, that's too FUCKING BIG!" Rhea screamed. She might have been screaming but that didn’t stop her from pushing back into him to take more of his cock and clenching the few inches he had in her.

He pulled her in deeper yet again, causing another screech. She had half his dick buried into her virgin asshole.

"Say now what's a good loyal wife doing with a cock in her ass?" Daemon teased her. His forceful hands pulling at her hips moved down to the shape of her ass. He was sinking his palm into her vast mound of flesh before giving another smack as it was clear she was too overburdened with cock to make much of any movement.

“D-Daemon…” She let out a cry of exhausted desperation. “Please! Just-“ She trembled as the strain put on her stretched asshole was not getting any easier for her to handle but she stopped her words before she could decide if she wanted him to stop or go all in.

“Fuck Rhea, you take my cock so well, tell me what you are or I’m taking my cock away from you!” Daemon pushed her forward letting his length slowly disappear from her hole. His fat shaft was so well buried into her that even the rim pulled back with how tightly bound it was onto him. Any movement felt like a test for her body to keep together but feeling it even almost being taken away from her hurt even more.

"I-im... your bitch.. '' Rhea slowly raised her hips so her rosebud was only clenching around his tip. Instead of escaping from the cock she slammed her huge ass back down, taking Daemon’s member even deeper than before. "I’m Daemon’s bronze bitch!" She cried while rocking her ass again.

Despite its tightness, Rhea’s hole was being well formed by her husband’s giant cock. The tiny shit box was maintaining a pleasant yet intense grip on each massive inch of unbearable girth. She had been rocking herself to take more and more at a time, slowly growing confident in each motion as she slid more cock into her. It no longer felt as if it was going to spit her bowels, she was getting it as deep as possible and Rhea felt that she could climax at any moment.

She was even feeling wild enough to give her ass a little shake to give him a more scandalous view. Rhea would back her stuffed ass into his hips before gyrating it and then dipping more of it down once again. In a filthy ass jiggling movement, she would slowly slide up and begin the methodic motions again and again adding new moves and angles each time.

"Yes!!!!!" Rhea squealed as she bounced on Daemon’s cock, the grunts her husband made were more encouraging than any words he could say and Rhea felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

"Do you like it? Am I a good whore?" She asked as her ass began to move with less and less staggered motions. She wasn’t just painfully riding dick to get over the initial hardship of having her asshole ripped into but truly wanting to get Daemon off.

"Yes! You’re my perfect bronze bitch!” Daemon said, sounding impressed. His answer only had her ready to twerk and bounce on his cock in ways even filthier than she was already doing. At this point, she didn't even care if it would ruin her asshole. She wanted this massive cocked satisfied.

Her face was being pushed into the bed as he kept thrusting. Daemon didn't just pull his hips back but leaped to thrust his cock back in with each impact of his groin causing her cunt to gush out her excitement as he continually defiled her.

Her mind was being turned into mush. Daemon would plow each inch into her and her body would try to keep everything inside, making it all the more pleasurable when he moved back.

Rhea almost fainted as she came while Daemon's cock shot her insides with his seed. His goo was so thick and fertile it felt like her ass was getting pregnant. Her face was still pressed into the bed bent but her ecstatic smile leered on as she was properly used as a cum dump.

“I love you Daemon!”

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Viserys Targaryen

Viserys hadn’t spoken much with his brother in the last year, partly because of the distance between Dragonstone and Runestone and partly because he was somewhat jealous about how easy Daemon made things look. His brother was wild and once upon a time Viserys would have called him a bad ruler but Daemon proved again that just because he didn’t like something it didn’t mean that he was bad at it.

Their father had received glowing reports from Yorbert Royce and from Gunthor Royce, Daemon had a real talent for administration and the double entry method he pioneered was already being put to use both on Dragonstone and King’s Landing, Viserys had also heard from his father that Daemon had struggled with horse riding and that before Daemon got his new steed, that he named after the sword of kings for some reason, his brother had fallen twice from one of the beasts, ass first by all accounts.

Sadly it seemed that despite the recent happiness in his life Daemon was still angry about his impromptu marriage since neither Viserys nor his father had received letters from Daemon but he couldn’t be that angry since he always sent at least a gift once a month, usually some kind of trinket or an expensive bottle of wine.

Viserys let out a sigh that carried all the weight of his conscience.

“You’re thinking of Daemon aren’t you?” the voice of his beloved Aema dissipated any feelings other than love from his mind and the sight of her pregnant belly made him soar just like when he had last flown on the back of Balerion four years ago.

“Was I too obvious?” Viserys raised himself from his deck to hug his wife, he carefully maneuvered his arms so he could hold their unborn child as well.

“You only sigh like that when your father critiques your work or when you think of Daemon and I would have seen Vhagar land on the island”

“We used to be very close but his marriage has put on a barrier between us, more so since he asked me for help to stop it and I denied him”

“Maybe you should invite him to Dragonstone, didn’t you say he was coming back soon from some expedition to the mountains, this could be a good reward and I would be happy to entertain Rhea while you do whatever it is you men do when you’re together” Aema’s idea was perfect! It would be great to see his brother again and he was sure that Dameon would be excited about having another nice or nephew.

Despite his adamant words in saying that he didn’t want children too soon, everyone had noticed the way he played with baby Rhaenrya and how happy it made him.

“You’re the smartest woman in the known world, how lucky am I to have you as a wife” Viserys spoke while making grand gestures with his hands that drew a giggle from his wife.

“Stop your mummery Viserys” Aema swatted his arm but it lacked strength so Viserys faked being hurt “I told you to stop that, now get to writing that letter you silly man”

Despite her words, Aema rewarded him with a kiss.

Viserys didn’t know the future but he was sure that everything was going to be ok.

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Baelon Targaryen

The heir to the throne of the Seven Kingdoms was laughing his ass off while he stared at his aging father, Baelon had been against Daemon’s marriage and dint make an appearance there for one single thing, since he was married outside the family his youngest (Baelon ignored the pain that his stillborn son gave him) would never have a dragon.

Baelon had told his father to ignore his queen’s suggestion but Jaehaerys didn’t listen despite Baelon’s opposition and his many words about Daemon’s talents as a warrior, a commander, and a ruler. The king had thought them exaggeration but every time a report came from Runestone his father was forced to acknowledge that perhaps he had chosen wrong, not that the old man would ever admit it to anyone.

Daemon’s new farming system was ingenious, a marvel that only a true son of Valyria could come up with, he had made one of the most difficult farming terrains as fertile as any part of the Reach and his accounting method had made it easy to spot those who were trying to take advantage of the crown and just now the king had received a letter that his son just put an end to one of the mountain clans that had plagued the vale since the Andals won the lands of the Vale.

What wonders his son could do if he had a dragon, what things could he discover but alas that was impossible as long as his father was alive. Perhaps once he was king he would allow Daemon the chance to bond with a dragon, his line would have little to fear as he knew how close Daemon and Viserys were, besides if any problem did arise he could just send Daemon’s descendants to conquer Essos or any other piece of land far away from the Seven kingdoms.

“Would you stop laughing?” the quiet fury of his father was once intimidating but they didn’t call him Baleon the Brave for nothing.

“I’m just in a good mood father, my son has just made history”

“That is no reason for you to laugh like a maniac!” the king’s voice was strong and he made a good point.

“Fine rob me of my fun, what else did the letter say?” despite his dislike of his son’s marriage Baelon still did his best to help Yorbert Royce where he could, they were kin now as much as he didn’t like it and it was for the best that the protector of Vale was as loyal as possible.

“Surprisingly it’s not a request from Lord Royce but from your son” his father’s eyes widened as he continued reading the letter “he wants us to send some alchemists his way”

That could be dangerous, despite the Maesters best efforts to make the Alchemists Guild look as destitute and unknowledgeable as possible the Wisdoms were more than a match for them and in some areas their superiors, it was a great secret that the Dragon Keeper’s were part of the guild but even they carried knowledge not easily found.

“What does he want them for?”

“Your son seems to have a talent for inventing and he would like their help, he feels that the Maesters are too narrow minded and so requests our help in discreetly getting the alchemists there”

“I think I have an idea, but we would need to invite him to King’s Landing”

“Does Dragonstone also serve as cover?” confused by his father’s question but nonetheless curious Baelon nodded. “Then you are in luck Viserys is planning to invite Daemon and his wife to the island”

“Damn spies” Baelon grumbled, he disliked such things even if he understood the necessity “I trust you aren’t having me followed”

His father smiled widely at him “Of course not”

Baelon cursed his father’s spies and vowed to discover which person in his retinue reported to the king.