The House of Gold and Bones

Exhausted. That could accurately describe the feeling that was coursing through Daenerys' body. She had just gotten off a shift that felt like it had gone on for days -- rather than the actual six hours that it had been. Probably because prior to her shift, she had been in class for nearly four hours between the two classes she'd had that day.

Daenerys was focused on going somewhere in life. She had no idea where exactly she was going but she wanted to conquer her own little part of the world. She had decided to take school on to become a veterinarian, in hopes that animals could be her focus. Maybe she would make enough money that she could help her bastard of a brother out with his ongoing financial woes.

The thought was thrown out the window as Dany drove home, tapping her leg to the beat of the song playing in the background. She drove a shitty little punch buggy that was probably going to break down any day now. She was far too stubborn to go look into buying a new vehicle - not when this one was still working just fine. Not when she loved everything about it, the rusty parts along the edges of the paint, the scratches from a few unfortunate events.

Dany pulled to a stop outside of the house her brother had inherited when their parents had passed away. It was one blessing - they didn't have to worry about a roof over their heads. Killing the engine, Dany made her way up the sidewalk, intent on making it inside and going right to sleep. Food didn't really matter - it would take more effort to make than was worth it.

"Vic, I'm home," she called out as was customary. Most of the time, Dany got no answer. Vic would be out doing something that he probably shouldn't have been and she would retire to her childhood bedroom where she would make quick work of passing out.

Drogo paced around the basement, Viserys sitting quietly in a chair in the middle of the room. It was just the two men and that made Daenerys brother all the more petrified. He knew how much money he owned this man and owing a man like Drogo large amounts of money wasn't just something that went away.

"You're keeping me from my guests." Drogo smiled, his voice hard like a stone. He was dressed up in a suit that was sharp enough to kill. "And I'm already dressed, Viserys, I really don't wanna get blood on my new shoes."

Viserys knew Drogo wasn't just poking fun either, the man had more blood on his hands than any other crime leader in the state. "So when am I going to see my money?" Drogos smile dropped from his face and he slammed his hands down on the arms of Viserys chair.

The small, blonde haired boy jumped and he gulped. "I-I'm just gonna be honest, Drogo. I don't have any way to repay you."

Drogo gritted his teeth, trying to keep his cool as one of his henchmen entered the basement. "Sir, Robb and his... friend have arrived."

Sighing, Drogo fixed his tie and twisted the watch on his wrist. "You better figure something out, or you're gonna be taking a dirt nap. Soon." With that, he turned around and nodded at his boy, who began to draw closer to Viserys. Drogo left the basement as Viserys crying could be heard, as well as the sound of him hitting the ground.

Dany still couldn't believe what her brother had done. She couldn't get over the fact that Viserys had more or less sold her to his boss just so that he could get out of his debt. They had been sitting in the living room for the better part of the day, after Dany had showered and made sure to shave and be presentable. She had sat while her brother braided her hair, going over everything that may have been expected of her once she was with his boss. The most important thing to her was that she needed to please. Of course Dany would do whatever she could, she was just afraid that he would want certain things right away. Vic had mentioned sex being a very real possibility and she knew she couldn't say no, their lives depended on it. Her brother had done a good enough job of putting a fear of Drogo into Dany and she didn't necessarily want to let her brother down either.

Clearing her throat when the doorbell rang, Dany stood and brushed her hands down her torso to flatten out the folds in her dress. It was a tight, lace cocktail dress that Viserys picked out. He had been confident it would impress Drogo and so he'd demanded she wear it. There had been little room for argument so she slipped the dress over her shoulders before joining him in the living room.

Her bags were already beside the door so she began to follow her brother toward the front door. Dany's eyes were trained on the floor as she came to a halt a few steps behind Viserys, her heart pounding. Would Drogo be picking her up? Someone else?

Drogo had never done anything like this before, so when Viserys had suggested it- after being beaten multiple times- Drogo decided to go with it. He had seen his sister a handful of times and she was a beautiful woman with a tight ass, easily worth the thousands of dollars Viserys owed him.

Well, worth it if she didn't give him a headache.

Viserys opened the door and Drogo immediately put a terrifying smile on his face. "There's my best friend." He teased Daenerys' brother, playfully punching his shoulder and making him cower a little behind the door. "And Dany, it's so nice to see you again." Drogo let himself in, shutting the door behind him, and with it, creating a feeling of complete fear and tension in the room.

"What? You two aren't going to greet me? Especially you?" He looked at Daenerys, "Are you not excited? We're going to be spending a lot of time together." He laughed.

He had a lot in mind for Daenerys. For himself and for his business. She could keep him warm at night and he could also use her as bait during business deals.

Daenarys took several steps backward when Drogo stepped into the home. It was the first time ever that she was getting an actual look at Drogo up close, instead of off in the distance. He was bigger than she had thought was even possible, taller than she was and she had to crane her head backward to even look up at him.

Gaping at Drogo, Daenarys struggled to find her words to speak to him. It wasn't until she noticed her brother glaring daggers at her that she startled, remembering that she needed to speak to Drogo. His words terrified her, made her want nothing more than to sink into the floor beneath her feet.

Drogo looked at her as if she was nothing more than a piece of meat to be purchased and it made her sick to her stomach.

"I... yeah. Of course. I"m sorry," Dany apologized quietly, dropping her gaze to the floor between them. Viserys stepped forward and grabbed her bicep, giving it a hard enough squeeze that she winced and tried to pull away from him. She took a deep breathe, looking up to Drogo with a fearful look.

"My brother wants me to assure you that I will give you no problems," she promised softly, chewing on her bottom lip. Viserys gave her a small shove forward. Daenarys swallowed the fear that swelled in her throat. "Should we.. er, do you want to leave now?" She felt like whatever she said could be perceived wrong and she knew that without a doubt that she should be afraid of Drogo.

Drogo looked over Daenerys, watching as she trembled in fear. She couldn't be no taller than five foot, but even so her she was curvy and voluptuous, just like he liked his women. He only wished the dress she wore revealed more skin so he could see more of her.

Tilting his head to the side his gaze shifted from Dany to Viserys. "If I didn't know better, I'd feel like you were trying to usher me out." Drogo poked her brother in the chest. He wasn't dumb, he could see how Viserys was orchestrating every step of this meeting and it made him want to laugh out at the thought. He couldn't understand how Dany could fear her brother in any regard or why she was going along with this, her brother was such a push over Drogo almost wished he was still killing him instead.

"I mean, here you are just handing your lovely sister over to me and you're trying to force us out so quickly. Do I scare you that badly, Viserys?" Drogo asked. He loved terrorizing the little shit.

Dany opened her mouth to tell Viserys to go into the other room because she thought that was the better idea but she also knew that she didn't want to upset her brother either. It wasn't even so much that she was afraid of him so much as he was her only remaining family left and she didn't want to risk losing him. The thought was enough to knock her right off of her feet. Instead, she remained standing between Vic and Drogo, her heart racing as she prayed that Vic would just keep his stupid mouth shut.

Vic straightened, lifting his chin a bit as he tilted his head to the side. "It's just that I know you're a very busy man, Drogo, and I don't wish to keep you busy, you see. And I'm sure that Dany will need time to become accustomed to everything you ask of her."

Dany gave an uneasy smile, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "He's right, Drogo. We should get going, I think." She leaned down to grab her bag, clutching it to her side as she moved to step closer to Drogo. Of course she was afraid but she knew she had to help Vic out, he was her brother after all. What other choice did she have?

Drogo was quick to move right up on Viserys, the moment Daenerys was out of the way. He frightened the small man right into a corner where Drogo placed one hand over his shoulder, locking him in. "You're a sniveling little prick, yanno that, blondie?" Drogo laughed, smiling wide enough to show all teeth. "A little pussy too, offering up your sister to pay for your own fucking mistakes." Drogo dropped his arm and turned around, stroking a hand down his beard before he looked back up at Daenerys.

"Yanno, it's probably best that you do come with me. Learn how a real man is supposed to act." He looked over his shoulder at Viserys still cowering in the corner, looking like he was about to piss his pants. Drogo scoffed in disgust and pulled Daenerys bag out of her hands without even asking if she'd like him to carry it. "Let's go." He growled and opened the door, heading out of it before her, and striding down their front porch towards his car. He drove a nice, sparkling black Lexus, he liked to pour his illegally obtained money right into materialistic things.

He opened the back car door and threw her bag in the backseat. "Any day now, sweetie." He turned around, watching Daenerys come down her porch steps. He knew she was scared, but he didn't care. He got into the driver's seat and just leaned over, unlocking the passenger side door and swinging it open from the inside.

Daenarys was frozen in her spot as Drogo approached her. She stumbled backward when he ripped her bag from her hands, simply left to stare up at him with wide eyes. It wasn't until Drogo had pulled open the front door that she was spurred into action, all but racing after him. She didn't want to upset him by keeping him waiting or anything else equally stupid. Not when she didn't have a single clue what Drogo actually wanted out of her. Viserys had given her plenty of ideas but none of them were straight out of Drogo's mouth so until he told her, she would be left clueless.

After climbing into the car, Daenarys grasped her hands into her lap so tightly that her knuckles had long since turned white. She hung her head, trying to keep as calm as she could as Drogo pulled away from the house. What would this mean for her? She was essentially moving out of the only home that she had ever known to move into a home of someone who had wanted her brother dead twenty-four hours ago. And probably even still a bit now.

A few minutes of silence had passed before Daenarys found the courage to speak. "I.. uh," she paused, clearing her throat in hopes that once she did, her voice would come out stronger. "What all will you want from me?" She asked quietly, hoping she could get some sort of clue for what Drogo was expecting from her over the course of their time together.

Drogo let his eyes glance over to the young blondie and raised an eyebrow at her question. Returning his eyes to the road, he grunted and a smirk popped up on his lips. "Nothing that you're going to like." He chuckled. Drogo still couldn't believe she was taking the fall for her brother. "I'm a business man, Daenerys. Not an ethical one, but I still am one and sometimes the men I deal with need a little persuasion to close on some deals. I'm thinking that's where you'll come in." He couldn't help but laugh. He really meant he was going to use her as bait, "A cute little girl like you could make any man agree to do anything."

He knew the way he worded it didn't really shed a lot of light on what would actually be required of her, but she would learn soon enough. Drogo was basically going to turn her into his own little whore, a piece of meat for his buyers to sink their teeth into so Drogo could swoop down and tie them into deals and loans that they'd otherwise want no part of. She was going to make his job a lot easier.

It wasn't long before he pulled up to his mansion and parked his car outside of his garage. "C'mon, I'll show you to where you'll sleep." He walked around his car and actually opened the door for her this time. Now that her piece of shit brother wasn't around, he wasn't as angry. He led her into the house through the side door that led into the kitchen. "You can make use of the whole house, just stay out of the basement unless I say. Trust me, you don't want to see what goes on down there." He led her out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the second floor. "Most of these rooms are empty, I guess you can just pick one."

Drogo wasn't much of a host and he didn't plan on starting now.

Having done her best to keep calm even after Drogo hinted after what he wanted from her, Daenarys wasn't able to keep herself from shaking. Tears had pricked the corners of her eyes as she came to the sudden realization that she wouldn't only be with Drogo. That she would be with whoever Drogo wanted her to be. If she had thought there was a chance of her being able to back out of it now, she thought she might have. But she didn't think that Drogo would let her simply leave now, now that she was in his car on the way to his mansion.

Daenarys' heart was in her throat as they pulled up to the home. She stared up at it, through the windshield. She was afraid to even move from her spot, until Drogo stepped around to open the door for her. She followed after him as quickly as she could after stepping out, her heart seeming to have leapt to her throat as they stepped into the home. SHe followed him around wordlessly, trying to commit the layout to her memory so that she wouldn't end up lost.

Almost afraid to even speak, Daenarys could feel the colour on her cheeks as she opened her mouth to speak. "I haven't... done any of that before," she admitted in a small voice, grimacing at how awkward she sounded. She hoped that that Drogo would piece together what she meant because admitting it in black and white wording would only make her more nervous and anxious.

Drogo was a little shocked by her words, especially since they came out of nowhere. Well nowhere to him as he was more focused on where she would sleep. He turned to look at her, looking her up and down. "You're telling me, with an ass like that, you've never been fucked?"

He smiled, laughing again. Today had been full of hilarious surprises. "You're lying to me, right? Why did you agree to this? Why did you give up your own freedom for your rat of a brother?" He asked, genuinely curious as he backed her up against a wall. He tilted his head down, being able to see a bit of cleavage down the neck of her dress. He licked his bottom lip and grabbed her right tit, squeezing it hard in his hand. "I guess I'll just have a lot to teach you."

Virgins made Drogo giddy. The thought of being the first to conquer an untouched women downright made him go mad. It looked like Viserys actually was able to give him something of worth.

Drogo's words alone were enough to make Dany sick to her stomach as she started to back up as he closed the distance between them. She started to shake her head, only for her anger to spike at his accusations. "No, of course not! Vic he's my brother.. the only family I have left," she said, hoping that if she told Drogo why she had agreed to any of this, that he might just take things easy on her. Maybe there was still a chance. The moment his hands found her breast, Dany realized that there was no point in being hopeful. He didn't care one way or another.

She yelped, reaching up to try and push Drogo's hand away from her. Tears welled in Dany's eyes as she closed them, her bottom lip beginning to tremble. "Please. I'll listen but you don't have to be so rough," she whispered despite knowing her plea was useless.

Dany shook as she pressed her back against the wall, trying to create any sort of space between them, even if it was only a few centimeters.

Drogo smiled a wicked smile, the view of her almost in tears and shaking from how scared she was pleased him. "Honey, I'm nothing but rough." He bent down to whisper in her ear, before slamming his hand against the wall as hard as he could to make her jump.

He turned on his heel and opened the closest door next to him. Inside was just an empty bedroom with only a bed and a wardrobe. It had a nice view of the backyard and of the crystal clear pool. "This can be your room." He backed up to let her have enough space clear of him to enter.

Drogo could care less that Viserys was the only family she had left. "What's the point of bending over backwards for your brother when he wouldn't even care if myself and a dozen other men raped you senseless? You'd be better off without him, you should think about that." Drogo tried to give her some real advice to ponder on.

Daenarys let out a shriek, jumping and flinching away from the side that Drogo had slammed a hand beside. She clamped her eyes shut, letting a few tears begin to fall as she reached up to cover her mouth. She didn't even opened her eyes or react until Drogo spoke up again and when she did open her eyes, she was relieved to find that Drogo had moved out of her way.

Taking a timid step forward, Daenarys' entire body tensed as Drogo started to speak again. She didn't mean for the words to come tumbling out the way that they did but they did, before she could even think about potential consequences. "Just because you don't know what it's like to be loyal to family doesn't mean others' don't," she snapped, her eyes narrowed as she fixed her new bed with a hard glare.

As she finished speaking, Dany felt the dread sink in as realization dawned on her about what she had just done. But still, she remained still in her spot, refusing to look behind at Drogo.

She probably hadn't even realized, but Drogo had already came up behind her and he just stood there, anger boiling in his blood. He snatched her by the waist and spun her around. "Loyal to family? Would loyal family let me do this to you?" He asked before ripping Daenerys nice cocktail dress from her brother, "because this is why Viserys sold you to me." Drogo was practically screaming, but he knew none of the men he had hired as security would try to intervene. "Does your brother look like such a good, loyal brother right now?"

Drogo ripped Daenerys bra and panties off and forced her down on the bed. He knew he had an anger problem, but he didn't care. He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them, along with his boxers, down to his mid thighs. "Come here you, little bitch." He grabbed her by her jaw and pried her mouth open, forcing his dick inside. "I'm not loyal to family because none of my family cares about me, like your brother. He doesn't care about you!" Drogo was laughing now, wrapping her hair around his fist and fucking her face.

Daenarys stumbled backward as Drogo ripped the dress from her body, letting out a shrill cry as she wrapped her arms tightly around her body. She shrank in on herself, her shoulders curling inward as Drogo started to full on scream at her. "P-Please," she stuttered, unable to find the bravery to say anything else to him. Her entire body was shaking as she took another step backward, flinching as the back of her knees hit the edge of the mattress.

She had thought, hoped that maybe Drogo was just trying to scare her into submission by ripping her clothes off of her body but the moment that she was forced onto the bed, Dany seemed to realize what was about to happen to her. She sat rigid, staring down at her lap as she listened to the sounds of Drogo undoing his pants. Daenarys couldn't bring herself to look up, afraid of seeing what she knew Drogo was presenting her with. Her eyes shut tight at his words and she shook her head, trying to scramble backwards to put distance between them.

Starting to gag around Drogo the moment his dick entered her mouth, Dany's bravery was renewed. She started to struggle against him, beating his fists against his thighs as she tried desperately to pull away from him. She didn't have experience with this, she didn't know what she was doing. With a particularly hard thrust of Drogo's hips, Dany started to bite down, beginning to panic as she struggled against him.

Drogo tensed, feeling Danys teeth scraping against his dick and he groaned out, "Fuck, ma, you're gonna get me to cum." He laughed. The sight of her trying to hide herself and fight back, knowing she had absolutely no chance, already had Drogo ready to release all in the back of her mouth.

"Open your goddamn throat." He growled, twisting her hair around his first and flexing her head down on his dick even farther, until each one of his thrusts had him beating his tip into the opening of her throat. Choking noises and his groans filled the air in the room as he pounded her throat until he came all in her mouth.

"Fuck..." he panted and stepped back, yanking his pants back up. "Next time you have something smart ass and stupid to say, remember you have your brother to thank for that. And remember it could've been worse."

The moment that Drogo pulled away from her, Dany curled into a ball. She had swallowed as much as she could, afraid to choke even more than she already had. Gasping for air, Dany reached a shaking hand up to wipe saliva from her chin and mouth. She hated Drogo for what he had just done but she knew that she couldn't say a thing to him or as he put it, it could get a whole lot worse.

Daenarys' felt like her entire body was shaking, not daring to so much as move until Drogo had left the room. She reached a shaky hand out, pulling the beds' blankets over her body. She clutched them close, feeling like they were the only protection that she really had from prying eyes at this point.

Feeling like she was going to be sick to her stomach, Daenarys said a silent prayer that somehow, she could get out of this deal.