Only Followers Chapter 14 (Patreon)

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Jon held in both hands, two handfuls of Yaya's long, curly jet-black hair, holding her head firmly as he pushed in and out of her mouth. Her jaw being stretched to accommodate his massive girth, a thick trickle of saliva clung to his shaft as he held her in place and used it to pursue his own pleasure and yet another climax, quite possibly his last. Jon didn't hesitate to shove his cock all the way down her throat, making her gag from the hunk of meat that was invading her airway.

GAK GAK GAK

Loud wet gagging sounds filled the room as her battered throat struggled to swallow his meaty stick, with tear filled eyes, the sultry dark-skinned woman fought her body's natural reaction to pull back and breathe. Taking a little pity on her, Jon loosened his grip allowing her to pull back for a moment to let her catch her breath, a long trickle of warm saliva dripped down her chin and onto her breasts. Seconds later, Jon was back to holding her by the hair and pushing back into her warm, welcoming mouth, moaning as his tongue stroked the underside of his shaft.

"Fuck, Yaya. I'm going to cum, make sure you swallow it all." A panting Jon said.

Jon continued to push his cock into her mouth, moving forward until his length was buried in her throat, her nose touching his pelvis. Yaya's wide, watery eyes looked up at him as he stood there, enjoying the sight of her dishevelled face and the bulge in her neck as his cock invaded her throat.

Yaya's face scrunched up and she felt his girth swell against her tongue. Closing her eyes, she braced herself to receive his load, and it only took a few seconds for Jon to explode into her mouth with a groan. Wrapping her lips around his throbbing shaft, Yaya sucked hard, content to receive his hot, thick seed in her mouth and let it pool around her tongue, leaving her mouth surprisingly full, despite the numerous times he had cum before. Yaya tilted her head up as she slowly withdrew, keeping her lips tight around his shaft and sucking him thoroughly clean.

As soon as his cock was free from her greedy lips, she opened her mouth to show him the pool of cum inside. Closing her mouth, Yaya closed her eyes and swallowed noisily, letting out a moan of pleasure before letting out a sigh and telling him.

"You taste delicious, my King."

Jon dropped onto the mattress, laying back on his pillow while still panting heavily, a few seconds later he felt Yaya join him, resting her head on his chest.

"Fucking hell, woman. We really shouldn't be doing this; I've got to receive Nymeria Sand in a couple of hours" Jon told her as he ran a hand down her back and pressed her against him.

Yaya let out an amused giggle as she heard his complaints and leaned over him, pressing her large soft breasts against his ribs and resting her toned legs on his. She held his chin with one hand to pull him into a passionate tongue-filled kiss, before leaning her head back against his chest and beginning to make symbols with her finger on his chest and telling him.

"You shouldn't stress about using your personal whore, my King. It's only natural, besides I didn't hear you complain when I woke you up using my mouth and you rewarded me with a little appetizer in bed. Nor did I hear him complain when you bent me over the tile of your shower and fucked me from behind. Or when you lifted me up in your strong arms and fucked me against the door, because you couldn't wait until we got to bed and I definitely didn't hear you complain when I used my mouth to bring you to another orgasm" Yaya finished by saying this, using one of her fingers to stretch her cheek as she seductively and teasingly flicked her tongue at him.

Jon gave her a sidelong glance, genuinely impressed by how brazen this woman could be, before returning his gaze to the front and saying with a slight smile.

"You're a menace woman."

Yaya let out an amused giggle again as she leaned back against him and spoke. "You worry too much, my King. When that Martell girl comes to see you, you will greet her like all the others, a charming smile on your face and a formal kiss on the back of her hand. And that will be more than enough to leave her completely enchanted with how handsome and chivalrous you are. And then when you move to the bedroom, and she sees your imposing, muscular body, she will submit to you. She won't be able to stop herself from kneeling before this magnificent cock." She reiterated the last word as her deft fingers wrapped around his renewed erection, and begin to rub it slowly and teasingly, making him let out a low gasp, with a seductive smile on her face Yaya continued to whisper in his ear.

"She won't be able to help but kneel before you and suck and worship this royal cock. And eventually the Martel vixen will spread her pretty legs for you, my King. Just like all the others" Yaya began kissing from his jaw down to his chest, until unexpectedly she kissed his nipple, grazing it with her teeth, it was much more pleasurable than he would have expected. As her hands continued to rub his length, skilfully using her thumb to rub the underside of his tip, Jon let out pleasurable moans at her provocations. "You are going to fuck and ravage her tight little southern pussy, until you turn her into a mere dumb slut who won't be able to stop thinking about you or your cock. Just like her cousin, her sister or the Lannister girl." Alayaya finally finished saying, dropping the provocations and climbing back up his body and straddling over his hips.

She quickly leaned down to kiss him, lowering her hips, and trapping his throbbing shaft between her moist folds. The lush ebony woman moaned into his mouth as she bucked her hips, both stifling a panting gasp into the other's mouth as his hard length rubbed her clit.

Sitting up, Yaya rose and quickly lined him up at her entrance. Jon reached up, cupping and squeezing her breasts as she slowly sank down on his long, thick shaft. Running her long fingernails down his chest, Yaya lifted herself up and slowly lowered herself back down, her hips moving as she bottomed out.

"Ohhh, so deep, my King. You fill me up so good!" Yaya moaned loudly, lost in pleasure.

Propped up on his feet, Jon had the perfect field of vision to watch as her greedy pussy stretched around his thickness. At least until her legs weakened and Yaya fell to her knees, taking the opportunity to lean into him and kiss him, Jon slid his hands from her breasts to her plump ass. Yaya moaned into his mouth as he squeezed her soft globes firmly. Drawing his knees up and planting his feet on the mattress, Jon began to thrust into her as she rocked against him. Yaya broke the kiss, panting slightly as she rested her forehead against his, dark chocolate eyes looked up at him with adoration and lust.

"Your cock is so fucking good, my King. That's why you don't have to worry about anything" Yaya managed to say between moans. "You will fuck that Martell girl the same way you have fucked the others, and the same way you will continue to fuck the rest of them. No matter whether they are Starks, Tully’s, Lannister’s or even Targaryen’s, you will conquer them all, turning them into your whores" With a loud gasp and due to his strong thrusts, Yaya collapsed completely on top of him, burying her face in his neck before whispering to him one last time, "Because that is what you do, my King. You are a conqueror, in the past you may have used a sword, but now you will do it with your cock, you have the cock of a conqueror."

Her flattering words taking him to new heights, Jon pushed inside her, his thick cock filling her with hard, deep thrusts.

"Cum inside me" Yaya pleaded breathlessly, "Please, my King. I want to feel it."

Moaning, Jon slammed his hips forward a few more times before thrusting forward one last time and exploding into her depths. As with her mouth, he felt her jerk and twitch before being flooded with that incredible heat. Moaning, Yaya wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly to make sure it all went inside her.

When Jon finished cumming, he turned his face to hers so he could kiss her passionately. They stayed like that for a long moment before he pulled out of her and let her roll onto her back. Yaya turned onto her side and snuggled back down next to him.

"And one last thing my King" Yaya spoke, with a pleading look in her eyes she told him. "When you have all those fine women at your beck and call. Please don't forget about your little Yaya, your most obliging and loyal whore."

Giving her a tender kiss on her forehead, Jon told her. "I don't think I could forget you Yaya. Even if I tried."

Hearing his words a big, joyful smile formed on her face and she leaned into him again, to give him one last passionate kiss, before she cheerfully said.

"I think we will need another shower, my King, would you like me to wash your back?"

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Jon emerged from his shower to find Yaya sitting on his bed finishing putting on her heels. He had insisted that she go shower before him, much to the woman's chagrin, but just the same, he didn't back down from his decision. For he was sure that, if they both went back in there at the same time, somehow, she would end up seducing him and they would fuck again. And no matter how convincing and praising her words were about his sexual prowess, Jon had a limit, and something told him that a woman like Nymeria would be much like her cousin, just as demanding in bed and just as insatiable. Although lately all the women he knew seemed to be that way.

Jon moved to the other side of the bed, and he too began to dress, though for him, only a new pair of boxers and a simple pair of grey sweatpants would be more than enough for walking around at home.

"You know, there was no reason for us to have separate showers" Yaya told him, before adding, "I could have helped you soap up, and happily would have done so without the need to use my hands" she said this, folding her arms under her turgid breasts, making them bounce and stand out even more.

Jon let out an incredulous laugh as he shook his head and told her, "That's exactly why, we had to take separate showers, Yaya. For some reason you are a woman with the ability to convince me very easily to do what you want. And I know exactly what you want from me."

The beautiful black woman pouted exaggeratedly at his words. Jon ignored her and ended up slipping on some comfortable slippers and deciding that a shirt wasn't necessary, he walked over to Yaya and said, "Come on now don't be dramatic woman. I would threaten to spank you for your chutzpah, but I'm sure, for you, that would be more of a reward than a punishment."

Quickly changing her expression from one of disappointment to one of mischief, Yaya told him. "You're not wrong about that, my King."

Shaking his head again, Jon told her. "Come on I'll walk you to the door" Waiting for her to go ahead of him first, Jon didn't hesitate to spank her anyway, hard enough to make her wide ass ripple and making her give a slight jump and a yelp in surprise, before she turned and looked at him with a look of happiness, even wiggling her ass again, eager to receive another one.

This bitch is crazy, but he wouldn't love her any other way.

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"I really wish you had decided to stay for breakfast" Jon told her, while holding the door and saying goodbye to Yaya.

"Careful, my King. If you keep saying things like that, you're going to make a girl never want to leave" Yaya shot back, leaning back against him, and wrapping her arms around his neck. At the same time, she felt Jon wrap a strong arm around her waist and reach down to give her ass a firm squeeze, eliciting a slight gasp from her.

"I promise, next time. I'm really going to tie you to my bed and I'm not going to let you go until I've used and fucked every delicious hole of yours, until I've left it overflowing with my seed!"

Yaya let out a seductive moan and used her arms to pull him to her, pressing his lips against hers, kissing him deeply and fiercely. They kissed for a long while, before finally breaking apart.

"Don't make me wait so long, my King" Yaya told him, at the same time lowering an arm to give his cock one last playful squeeze, through his pants. Earning a hard spank from Jon, which only caused her to giggle gleefully and pull him to her and peck her lips several times before pulling away.

Jon watched her walk away with a bright, whitish smile on her face and a seductive sway of her hips, with a smile of his own, Jon walked back into his apartment as he thought amusedly.

The things I do for my fans.

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"You lucky bitch, I can't believe you're actually going to be able to meet up with Jon, why didn't you mention it before?" Arianne reprimanded her through her phone screen, making her roll her eyes amusedly, before she continued. "It's not fair, I haven't been able to see him for weeks, do you know how much I've missed that mouth-watering cock? It should be me at Kings Landing, bouncing all over that gorgeous man. If it wasn't for my useless brother, that I have to take care of my Father's business."

"You have enough money to live the rest of your life without having to work a day in your life again, dear cousin, why do you even bother?" Rhaenys who was also on the video call told her, while her make-up artist seemed to be doing her best to ignore the conversation between the Dornish women.

"It's not always about the money, Rhae" Arianne replied, "It's to prove to my father that he made a grave mistake in choosing Quentyn over me, as his heir. I only plan to improve the company as much as possible, and when I achieve that I will sell all my shares and only then. I will let Quentyn take over and he will single-handedly ruin the company my father worked so hard to build. And when the company has no other options but to declare bankruptcy, I will buy it" Arianne finished by saying, with a wicked smile on her face.

Nymeria and Rhaenys shared a slightly concerned look across the screen before the latter amusedly say, "You're crazy, Ari."

"That's rich coming from a Targaryen, don't you think so cousin?" Was Arianne's reply.

Rhaenys let out a snort before telling her, "You'd better not say that in front of Dany."

With a dismissive snort, Arianne replied, "As if there's anything that doesn't offend the spoiled princess" before her smile grew again and asked, "Besides, how's she taking it that she's no longer number one?"

But before Rhaenys could answer, Nymeria beat her to it, reminding her cousin that, "You haven't surpassed her yet, Ari."

"It's only a matter of time" Arianne answered her, "It's an almost a given now, Daenerys Targaryen's reign is over. Long live the new Queen Arianne and her handsome King Jon" Arianne said, with dreamy eyes.

"Gods, that guy really fucked you, until he made you say, 'I love you', didn't he?" Rhaenys told her amusedly, before asking. "Is he really that good?"

"He was definitely the best I've ever had, by far. I can assure you of that" Arianne answered her.

Rhaenys' makeup artist who looked like she had finally finished prepping her, surely, she had a photo shoot coming up soon, Nymeria thought. The exuberant Targaryen analysed herself in her mirror, and satisfied with what she saw, dismissed her makeup artist with a nod. Still keeping her gaze on her reflection, Rhaenys spoke again.

"Then perhaps I should go and try it for myself, don't you think cousin, should I let the wolf ride the dragon?"

"You can do whatever you want, sweet cousin. Go and have fun, let Jon show you the pleasures of being with a real man, it would certainly be fun to see that pretty and serene face of yours, overwhelmed by the countless orgasms he will give you" Arianne told her amusedly, before her voice changed to a more serious tone as she warn her, "But don't you dare to fall in love with him, he's already taken. He's mine."

Letting out a snort, Rhaenys replied with a slight sneer on her face, "And he knows this? Since he seems to have no problem sleeping with as many women as he can. Our dear cousin Nymeria among them."

Easily dismissing Rhaenys' words, Arianne told her. "Spoken like a first-timer, cousin. In case you haven't heard, that's his job. Besides, he's a man with a very high libido and high testosterone levels, so it's only natural for him to find relief with other women when I'm not around. But you shouldn't worry about that, Rhae. Since when we get back together, I'll take care of satiating his every need myself. Fuck, I'll even let him fuck all my cousins if he wishes, Tyene is no doubt eager to see him again."

Nymeria was no doubt surprised by her cousin's statement, moving her gaze to Rhaenys to see her reaction, she was also surprised to see no emotion on the Targaryen's face. Neither of surprise or amazement, amusement, or outrage, she simply continued to watch herself in her mirror, before asking. "So, what if he's the one who falls in love with me?

"What?" a surprised Arianne answered her.

"Well, the man has never been with a Targaryen woman, and it is historically correct for Northmen to submit before the Valyrians, isn't it?" Rhaenys said, with a fleeting smile, before finally stopping staring at herself in the mirror and moving her gaze to Arianne, "What if he falls in love with these?" Rhaenys said, this time with a feigned tone of innocence, as she grabbed her large breasts, which were larger than Arianne's, with both hands, lifting them up and letting them fall.

"I'm sure he would love to put his cock between these girls. Maybe he can finally enjoy a pair of tits that can wrap around his cock completely. Or maybe he could also fall in love with my taste, I've been told I'm sweeter than Dornish wine. Or he could fall in love with this Targaryen pussy" Rhaenys said, lowering a hand towards her core, though neither Arianne and Nymeria could see it due to the angle of the camera. "Perhaps, it could be me who manages to tame the big bad wolf and put him on a leash. Since after all we Targaryen, don't like to share, even with our own family, don't you think that might be a possibility, Ari?"

Looking at Arianne, Nymeria couldn't remember the last time she had seen her cousin so angry. Honestly a very surprising thing, due to her debauched and unbridled attitude, she was not a woman who had sentimental attachments to men, but it seemed she had actually developed a strong bond with this Jon Snow. For the look she was giving Rhaenys as she listened to her taunts and threatening to take Jon away from her, certainly did not sit well with her. But being Arianne, she recovered quickly and did not hesitate to answer her.

"No, I don't think that's even a possibility, dear cousin," Arianne said, her voice coming out deceptively friendly, "And, besides, I wouldn't act so haughty to the Northmen, if I were you. For if I recall correctly, the greatest Targaryen Queen who ever lived, gave up her throne in favour of giving it to her husband, who was a Northern bastard. didn't she?"

For the first time, Rhaenys showed some emotion. For, despite her age, the ancient Queen Daenerys the First had been the heroine of many women, especially Targaryen women. For it was she who returned House Targaryen to its former glory after they had been banished from Westeros following King Robert's Rebellion. It was she who brought back the dragons, after three hundred years of being gone. And thanks to that, it could be known today that the mythical beasts really existed. Daenerys Targaryen was undoubtedly one of the most important figures of her time, but she was certainly not the only one.

"That's a lie, that man never existed. It is only an invention of the Northerners, Queen Daenerys was a proud and indomitable woman, just like the dragon she rode, she never submitted to anyone." Rhaenys said exultantly.

"Ah, yes. An indomitable woman, who would submit to no one, right?" Arianne said, a mocking smile on her face, before adding. "Except for her husband, right? Oh, all the things that woman was willing to let her husband do to her. They made me blush if I have to be honest. The Queen's diary certainly is one of the greatest books of erotica, even in our times, don't you think so cousin?"

"That diary, it's complete nonsense. Besides, in that diary, Daenerys many times calls her husband, her nephew and that's practically impossible. It's just another invention of the Northerners."

Arianne couldn't help but laugh at how quickly her cousin changed her attitude when talking about her heroine, reminding her of when they were children and she used to tease her the same way. Rhaenys seeing how Arianne laughed at her, realizing that she had fallen for her provocations, got angry and told her fervently.

"Oh, you brought this on yourself, Arianne. I'm going to prove to you that we Targaryen women are the dominant ones, unlike the Martell women. That they just need a good fuck from a big cock to get them to start acting like mindless whores."

"Heyy" Nymeria said outraged, but Rhaenys just seemed to ignore her.

"I'm going to take your man and I'm going to make him mine, once I'm done with him, you're not even going to be able to recognize him. I'm going to turn the wolf into my purse puppy, but don't worry once I get bored of him, I'm going to give him back to you."

The only response she got from Arianne was a defiant smile, angrily Rhaenys got off the call.

"Why do you always have to fight with the Targaryen’s Ari? Nymeria asked sounding tired of her antics.

"They are so easily provoked Nym. They really should learn to control their temper" Arianne told her before she unexpectedly added. "Besides, our dear Rhae could really use a good shagging, I never understood her rule about not getting laid unless it's her boyfriend. She really needs to learn to let loose."

"Wait, it really doesn't bother you that Rhaenys is going to seduce Jon and they're most likely going to end up sleeping together?" Nymeria asked incredulously.

"Remember the part when I said I was willing to let Jon sleep with all my cousins, if he so desired? Well, Rhae is one of my cousins, isn't she?"

Nymeria eyed her cousin wide-eyed, before thinking that maybe Rhaenys was right.

Maybe Arianne is a little bit crazy.

"So, in how soon you will be going to see Jon?" Arianne asked her, visibly excited for her, even more excited than she was.

"I should be going to his place in a couple of hours" Nymeria answered her, checking the time. "And honestly, I hope you didn't exaggerate in the things you said about him. Apparently, he hooked up with a girl named Alayaya, just yesterday and two other girls not long before that. I hope he lives up to his reputation, I'd be very disappointed if he can't keep up with me."

"Trust me, Nym. Jon won't let you down, I assure you that you're going to be thrilled with him, and besides remember that he could handle Tyene and me. And you know I'm not an easy girl to please" Her cousin assured her, but the only response she got out of her was an unconvinced hum.

"I must say I'm really impressed, Ari. I've never seen you so hooked up with a guy, have you even slept with anyone else, since you slept with him?"

"Why would I do that?" Arianne shot back, "If I slept with another guy, I couldn't help but compare him to Jon and I'd only be disappointed, and I can assure you that Tyene feels the same way. We're both just counting the days until we can see him again."

Letting out a deep, desperate groan, Arianne said as she bit her lips, "I won't let him out of his room for several days when I see him again, he's going to have to work very hard to make up for all these days of chastity."

Nymeria raised her eyebrows at seeing this kind of attitude in her cousin, "Wow, he really ruined you for the other men, didn't he?" Nymeria told her amusedly.

"He's perfect, Nym" Arianne told her dreamily. Surprising Nymeria greatly, she had known Arianne all her life, she was practically a big sister to her. And she had always acted like she was the embodiment of freedom and debauchery, she never thought she would see her in love with someone, it was a very strange sight no doubt.

"He is everything I ever dreamed of in a man, though I had given up long ago that he could not exist, but he is real, Nym. And his name is Jon Snow, and I wasn't lying when I told Rhaenys I was willing to do anything for that man, I'm going to make him mine."

"And what's so special about him?" Nymeria asked her genuinely curious.

"If we're talking physically, I believe the gods themselves built that man. He's tall, with strong arms and a solid chest, big rough hands that you can't help but melt at his touch. Even his voice is wonderful, you don't know how hot it is when he whispers the dirtiest things in your ear with that strong northern accent of his as he fucks you so deep with that thick, huge cock. Hmm, just thinking about it makes me so wet. You must feel lucky Nym, to have a cousin like me, who will let her beloved cousins get a taste of how wonderful my boyfriend is."

Nymeria couldn't help but let out an amused giggle, hearing her cousin already calling him her boyfriend, no doubt her self-confidence, hadn't changed at all, before she told her.

"Never change, Ari."

To which she replied, "Why would I? I'm already perfect this way."

Sharing a last laugh with her cousin, Nymeria bid her farewell.

"Bye, Ari. I'll tell you later how your future husband performed in bed."

"Don't bother, I'll be sure to watch the video." Arianne said goodbye giving her one last wink and telling her to tell Jon hello for her.

Nymeria stretched her arms up and looked at the time again, she still had time. Actually, even if she didn't show it so much, she was a little anxious to meet Jon Snow, undoubtedly the man of the moment. He had managed to impress Arianne and Tyene, but she would not be so easily impressed, she too had her pride as one of the Sand Snakes. She would put Jon Snow's sexual prowess to the test and decide for herself if she was up to his reputation, it also helped that she was a bit angry that he had chosen to receive that Alayaya girl over her, honestly, she took it a bit personally. Because, in all her life, she had always been taken for granted, being the second daughter, not standing out as much as Rhaenys and Arianne with her lush curves, or an angelic face like Tyene's. She was always the middle child, the one who never excelled at anything specific, so she always had to try twice as hard at everything.

Especially in her gymnastics classes, learning to love the sport, she gave it her all until she learned to master it. Allowing her to develop a slender, toned body that she was proud of, her breasts, though not large were very perky, a slim waist, long, athletic legs, and a round, muscular butt. She certainly wouldn't make things easy for Jon Snow.

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" Excellent, that should be enough for today. Great job as always, Dany" Daenerys heard her cameraman say, indicating to her that her photo session for today was over. Without even answering him, she quickly put on her silk robe, covering her semi-naked body. This had been a session unlike the rest, daring to wear a lingerie set more revealing than any she had worn before.

The reason she would have to go to the lengths of doing something like that?

For the first time in many years, Daenerys felt she might lose her crown, and to Arianne no less. Daenerys had grown up as a girl who always had everything she ever wanted, until she had grown into a woman who always got what she wanted, and she wanted it all. Money, fame and status, a natural thing since she was named after the legendary Queen Daenerys of old, she was destined for greatness, in whatever area she chose. And so, she couldn't understand how everything seemed to be crumbling around her, after so many years, she could lose everything. And there was only one culprit, Jon Snow.

A man who should have nothing special, from his name, family or status, he was a common man, with a common name, from one of the least developed countries in Westeros. He was a nobody, he shouldn't be someone who has any relevance, especially in a business dominated by women. But somehow, this man had managed to climb the rungs like no one had ever done before, well except for her. And that wasn't the worst of it, the bastard had the ability to boost the popularity of the women he collaborated with, proving this with Arianne and the Lannister girl, making them leap up the ranks. Even managing to get the latter to surpass her, Daenerys remembers with horror when that happened, she had dropped her phone from the surprise and almost felt she had a panic attack, not being able to believe it and definitely not being able to accept it.

Fortunately for her, for some reason unknown to her, the Lannister girl had decided to leave the platform and delete her account, restoring her as the Top One on the platform. But that still didn't assure her anything, on the contrary, it had shown her that she could lose her crown at any moment. If Arianne decided to make another video with Jon Snow, she was sure she could easily surpass her, and she couldn't allow that. She had to find a way to stay on top.

But how?

It was at that moment that she heard Daario's annoying voice addressing her again, "You looked fantastic today, Dany. Really beautiful" His voice full of flattery towards her as he rested his lustful gaze on her body. "Well, you always do though. I'm sure, with this new photo set, you'll have your place secured as the most beautiful girl in Westeros."

What an idiot...

Daenerys thought before he finished offering her, "What do you say we go out today? You know to celebrate, I know a wonderful place that recently opened, I'm sure we could have quite a bit of fun. Just you and me, and a couple of glasses of champagne" He finished by saying with a laugh.

Daenerys finally turned in her seat so she could look at her photographer, Daario still kept his 'charming' smile on his face, surely convinced that he might actually have a chance with her. Despite his strange and peculiar appearance with his blue hair and beard, apparently something traditional from Tyrosh which was where he originally came from, or something like that, she really couldn't care less about him. But despite his overconfident way of talking to her and his odd appearance, Daario was one of the most famous photographers in Westeros, arguably the best. And Daenerys only worked with the best, that was the only reason she still kept him around.

So forcing a smile on her face she told him, "That sounds wonderful Daario" Causing an excited smile to appear on his face, making him think that she had finally accepted one of his invitations, but it died quickly when he finished listening to the rest, "But today I'm feeling a bit tired and overwhelmed by everything that is going on, so it will have to be for another time, okay?" she finished by putting her hand on his arm and giving it a light squeeze, which somehow was enough for his enthusiasm to return.

"Sure, that sounds great. Next time" he said, before quickly starting to gather his things and when he was done, he hurried over to her and said goodbye giving her a hug which unfortunately she couldn't escape from fast enough. He also tried to give her a crescent kiss, but this time she was quick enough to dodge it and turn her face away, giving him another smile she said goodbye to him.

"Goodbye, Daario. Remember don't call me, I will when I need you."

As soon as the man walked through the door and left, she stopped flashing her fake smile and sat back down at her dressing table. Looking at herself in the mirror she continued, thinking of a way to stay on top, but not wanting to lower herself to Arianne's level. Although after several minutes and unable to think of anything, she gave up and began to glance at her cell phone, looking at the latest stories on the platform, it was there where she found that the most viewed ones were of Jon Snow and not being able to help herself, she clicked on his profile.

The first story was of him with a dark-skinned girl, obviously promoting the video they had probably just shot. Since the woman was dressed in sexy lingerie and Jon was wearing boxers, the bulge in his crotch clearly visible. Realizing she had been staring, she quickly swiped to the right to see the next story. This one was only a couple of hours ago, where the picture was of what appeared to be his breakfast, accompanied by a message that read.

'Recovering energies' 💪💪

The next and last story he posted was a mirror selfie in what appeared to be in a gym, in this one Jon was without his shirt on, proudly showing off his muscular body, which seemed to be glistening from being covered in sweat. This was also accompanied by a message.

'Hit the showers, head home and ready to receive the new guest for tonight' 😉🍆🍑💦.

Daenerys couldn't believe how this vulgar man, had become so popular. Yes, maybe he was handsome and had a great body, but she was also convinced that he was the kind of man who thought only with his cock. Surely there was no blood left in him after it all went to his exaggeratedly huge cock, I couldn't even understand how women could find that pleasurable. Well, although he surely fucked only common sluts too, she was sure he couldn't handle a woman like her. Daenerys always rode on top, as no man could ride the dragon.

Daenerys stood looking at more pictures of Jon Snow, most of which were of him, in various states of nudity. But she specifically stared at one, the photo was only his fully erect cock, which covered the entire screen of her phone. Daenerys stared for long seconds at Jon's huge, thick member until she felt a slight itch arise between her legs, as she imagined what it would feel like to ride that thing. And it didn't help that she hadn't had a boyfriend in a long time, maybe she could get to know Jon Snow in more depth, obviously only for the purpose of separating him from Arianne, or at least that was what she told herself.

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Sansa could not believe this, this was totally unfair, in these last few weeks the OF leaderboard had changed drastically. Among the most impressive things was that someone had managed to take Daenerys Targaryen's place, at least for a couple of hours. The other thing was Arianne surpassing Rhaenys Targaryen and closing in on Daenerys in number of subscribers. Even her aunt Catelyn had surpassed one of the most famous models in Westeros, Margaery Tyrell. And that woman Alayaya had managed to make a collaboration with Jon Snow, who was the most popular man in Westeros, surely that video would ensure her many new subscribers.

And as for her, she was still at the bottom of the leaderboard, with almost the same number of subscribers. She knew she needed to do something, if she stood idle the women behind her, like Val or Ros, would soon overtake her. So, deciding to follow her aunt Catelyn's footsteps, she would start uploading much more explicit pictures of herself. She knew her mother would be furious with her and completely outraged, but it was something she had to do, her OF account was her only means of income and thanks to the platform, she was finally able to move out of her parents' house to a new luxurious apartment and she definitely wasn't planning on moving back.

And besides, she loved her aunt very much, but she was definitely the most beautiful Tully, observing herself in her full-size mirror. Sansa analysed her youthful, slender figure, maybe her breasts and ass weren't as big as her mother or aunt, but she made up for it in abundance with her beautiful face, perfect, whitish skin, and bubbly, perky ass. Sansa would show the world the true beauty of a Tully in the prime of her youth and if even that wasn't enough, she would be willing to take the next step and record an explicit video. After all, in a business like this, a woman has to be willing to do anything, for if she hesitated, surely the girl behind her would not hesitate. And she wouldn't risk that, she had worked so hard to achieve the fame and independence she had dreamed of, she wouldn't back down now.

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Nymeria knew she was earlier than agreed, but she saw no reason why she shouldn't give Jon a pleasant surprise. Surely, he would be happy to see her and be able to spend more time together with her, that is if he was really up to the task. Due to the high level of exercise and training she did, Nymeria was a woman with a high level of stamina and would not be satisfied with just a couple of rounds, she would be sure to keep him busy all night.

Anxious and excited, Nymeria finally rang the doorbell of his apartment, fortunately Jon didn't keep her waiting long and in less than a minute, she watched as the door opened, revealing a slightly surprised Jon to see her there. Putting on her best, most seductive smile, she said to him.

"Hello tiger, happy to see me?"

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Well actually it was supposed to be a Nymeria centered chapter, but as I was writing my mind went in other directions. Also remembering comments asking for POV of the other girls and here it is. In the next chapter we will have Nymeria and in the next chapter we will have Margaery and from there we will head north with the Tullys. Next update will be Targaryen Restoration as it is the one that won in the Poll, see you all until then.