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'A ship should not be so steady while sailing,' Melisandre thought as she laid in Harry's cabin. Of course, she was wrapped around her new Lord while gently caressing his naked body. It was her duty to make all of his desires come true if it was in her power of course. The only one more important to her was R'hllor himself. After their first bout of lovemaking, the following morning he had told her of his powers and even showed her some. With every display, her eyes widened further and further. The Red God certainly didn't let her down. He had chosen a mighty disciple for her to follow. His magic was incredible to her. She would be the first to admit that his power far outstripped hers. Soon after, they had boarded his ship which he claimed was magically enchanted. Melisandre knew a few things about enchantments. How could she not when she had worn one around her neck for hundreds of years? Once on the ship, she could believe his claims. She could feel the magic that permeated every plank and beam. Not only was the ship strong magically, but just being on it had heightened her magic as well! If she wasn't a believer before, then she certainly was when his ship actually left port. The speed of it was mind-blowing. She had stood on the bow and watched as the violent sprays of seawater hit an unseen barrier and slid off as they tore through the water.

Seeing his power, she begged him to teach her some of his magics. He had told her that it was very possible that she would be unable to because his body produced the magic that he used. In the end, she was able to produce similar effects to some of his tricks, though not exact and not as powerful. Her Lord Harold grunted in his sleep and threw an arm over her. Hugging his arm to her, she let it slide between her large, shapely breasts where she kept it snug and safe. The gentle rocking of the ship finally made her tired enough that she fell asleep.

The following morning, Harry got out of bed and stretched. Cracks from his bones woke up his traveling partner, Melisandre. He didn't know how helpful the Red Priestess would be, but he was surprised at how good she was in bed. Hell, he'd keep her around just for that. He looked down at the red lady and smiled at how cute she looked. Her normally perfect hair was all mussed, and she was stretching and yawning cutely. Sometimes it was difficult to remember that she could be incredibly vicious when she needed to be. Sitting up, she drew his attention to her pale, lovely breasts. Her nipples were a darker pink and small, though they jutted out, hard and ready to be sucked. She quickly covered herself when one of his drones came through the door holding their breakfast. He had told her what they were, but he guessed that old habits die hard. Still, he didn't figure her for someone who was shy about nudity. Placing the food on the table, the drone quickly left to continue working on the ship. Harry sat down and beckoned Melisandre to join him. Now that they were alone, she got up from the bed and walked over. Her beautiful nude body was on full display. She didn't seem very prudish anymore. Sniffing, she asked, "What is this stuff, My Lord?" Whatever it was smelled wonderful.

"It's bacon from a pig, eggs from a chicken, and juices from various fruits," Harry told her, digging into his American-style breakfast. Biting into her first piece of crispy and juicy bacon, Melisandre moaned sexily and quickly devoured her plate. He guessed that they didn't get a lot of variety over in the Shadowlands. Once watered and fed, they put clothes on and sat at his desk. Looking over a map of the known world, Harry asked for her opinion.

"I'm looking to build a kingdom for myself. I'm not exactly sure how big at the moment, but I need to start somewhere. Any suggestions on where?" He allowed her to study his maps as she thought about it.

Rubbing her chin, she asked, "Are there any features that you feel that you must have?" Harry thought about it for a second. The only thing that he wanted was land that had a coast. That was more out of necessity though. He'd need a port for his drones to move goods in and out.

"I'm going to need access to the sea," Harry told her. As she leaned over his map, his eyes fell on her breasts again. Heaven help him. He was turning into a horny teenager again! In his defense, her big tits were hanging low and creating a fantastic shot of cleavage in her red, silk dress. As she straightened up, he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap.

Melisandre smiled sexily as she leaned back into his strong, muscular chest. Resting the back of her head on his shoulder, she turned her head and smiled. "Do you wish to build your own, or will you conquer one that exists, My Lord?" she asked, nipping at his neck as his hands slipped up her silk-covered belly. Her eyes closed as his hands caressed her covered breasts. She gasped, feeling his fingers as they brushed over the bumps in her dress that her hardened nipples created.

"I believe that I'll create my own. Less trouble that way," Harry huskily said as he sucked on the delicate skin of her slender neck.

"The Disputed Lands would be perfect, Lord Harold," she moaned, grinding her ass into his crotch. "The only problem is that Lys, Myr, and Tyrosh would undoubtedly attack when they find out. Of course, there are also the legions of sellswords that operate from that area to contend with." Harry was nearly cumming in his pants from the lap dance that he was receiving. His hands slid from her jiggling breasts, down her slim belly, and onto her well-sculpted thighs.

"I'll keep that in mind, but I'd like to at least see the land before I decide. We should arrive off the coast later in the day. In the meantime ... " Harry scooped her up and took her back to bed.

The Dread Lord of Essos

As they stood on the deck of his ship, Harry held out his hand. Feeling Melisandre's warm hand grab a hold, he levitated them high into the air. Hearing her gasp made him smirk. He had explained about his flight, but hearing about it and experiencing it were two different things. Her hand clenched his tightly in fright as they soared higher and higher. Looking down, Melisandre shivered at the sight of the ship becoming smaller every second. Soon, they were soaring over the Disputed Lands.

The Disputed Lands were a large swath of land that was claimed by the neighboring cities of Lys, Myr, Tyrosh, and Volantis. As such, the land was constantly being fought over by these cities. The constant wars created a booming business in the area … sellswords. Sellsword companies were usually born in the Disputed Lands then hired by one of the cities to attack one of the others. It was a constant cycle that saw no end in sight. Starting at the coast near the Grey Gallows, they flew northeast toward the city of Myr. He kept an eye out for anything that could help him make up his mind.

"The land is nice and flat. The soil appears to be rich and good for farming. If I claimed this land, I'd have plenty of coastlines," he called out to an amazed Melisandre. He had a ward around them that kept them from being buffeted by strong winds. He felt her nod.

"Yes, this land was once plentiful, however, constant war has ravaged the landscape. It could be plentiful once again with the right leadership," she gripped his arm tightly. In her opinion, humans were meant for the ground.

Harry thought about it. He could easily take over this land right now with a snap of his fingers. There would be no fun in that, however. No, he needed an army, and more importantly, he needed his dragon. Harry smirked to himself while thinking about what the cities would say when they got a look at the fiery beast. No doubt they would wish to avoid hostilities. Now Harry just needed to figure out a place to get an army and a place to hatch a dragon.

As they flew, Harry spotted quite a few different Sellsword companies camped out. He could always just pay for their services, but Harry didn't really think that they were trustworthy. Paying for someone's allegiance was always a bad idea. He'd need to get them off of his land.

"I've seen enough," Harry called out.

"I agree," Melisandre quickly nodded, not wanting to spend any more time flying around. Harry flew them back to the ship, and they settled in his cabin. Anchored off of the coast, his drones waited for his mental command. Finally deciding, Harry gave them his orders.

Feeling the ship lurch and start to move, Melisandre turned to her lord and asked, "Where are we going, My Lord?"

"To the east coast of Sothoryos. I have drones there cutting down trees and building more ships. Soon they'll start selling the lumber. Once the forest has been cut back, they'll use the land for farming. We can sell those crops in the area as well. There are plenty of potential buyers. Asshai always needs food," he told her.

Melisandre nodded. That was indeed true. Asshai completely depended on imported food. No animal could survive in the bleak darkness of the Shadowlands. If he could produce fresh fruits and vegetables and somehow use his magic to keep them fresh, her lord would have no shortage of gold.

"The trip will take a few days," her lord said, slinking up behind her and gripping her tightly above her flared hips. Melisandre smiled as she felt him lean down and kiss the side of her pale neck. Leaning it to the side, she gave him better access.

"Oh? And what shall we do in the meantime, Lord Harold?" she smirked when she felt his hard cock pressing into her shapely behind. Wiggling her hips a bit, she heard him moan as her ass rubbed the front of his groin. Lifting her up, he carried her to the bed before tossing her onto it. Pulling off her shoes, he tossed them to the side. He ran his hands from her ankles all the way up to her upper thighs. He bunched her dress up around her waist and parted her lovely legs. Melisandre closed her eyes and allowed her lord to visually feast upon her naked pussy. His hands were groping her thighs before one made its way to her wet cunt. She gasped and her back arched when his fingers tickled her dewy slit. Melisandre bit her lip sexily as she spread her legs wider. She let out a throaty moan as two fingers slid inside of her tight entrance. As his fingers curled upwards, she mewled when he began stimulating her G-spot. Grabbing his forearm with her hands, she held him tightly as her hips began gyrating.

Harry smiled as his companion began to fuck herself on his fingers. Arousal was dripping down his fingers and onto his hand as his fingers caressed her special place. His other hand found its way to her clit, and now she was breathing in heavily as he rolled her hardened nub between his fingers. Harry could feel her wet walls clamping down on his invading fingers as he moved his arm back and forth. Her sexy moans mixed with the wet sounds of her pussy were making his cock extremely hard. He quickly stood up and vanished his clothing. Grabbing her by the ass, he lifted her up and made her squeal.

Melisandre gasped and wrapped her arms around her lord's neck as he held her up by her naked ass. He kissed her deeply, and she was more than happy to return his affection. "Take your dress off," her lord commanded. Following his orders, she immediately pulled her dress up and off of her glorious body. Letting it drop to the floor, she gasped when his very big cock slipped between her wet lips. A grunt escaped her mouth when her back was pressed against the wooden wall of the cabin. Parting her legs wide, she opened herself up and allowed her lord to take pleasure from her body. She was very grateful that she was receiving so much pleasure in return. Her trembling and shuddering body proved that. The moment that he was inside of her, her pussy contracted around him, and desperately tried to keep him inside. Her body was twitching uncontrollably, and her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as she felt an orgasm already approaching. Melisandre cried out and rested her head against his shoulder as her pussy milked his thrusting cock. Harry, however, wasn't even close to being done with her.

He carried her by her gorgeous ass to the bed and let her drop onto it. Grabbing her hips, Harry flipped her over and lifted her ass into the air. He chuckled when he saw that her pussy was still pulsating even though he had pulled his cock out. She was still squeaking and shaking from cumming so hard, and he could see beads of arousal dripping down the insides of her creamy, pale thighs. Leaning down, he dragged his tongue up her thigh and licked the wetness that was dribbling from her puckering pussy. Being so close to her pussy, he could smell the sexy scent of her womanhood. Pressing his face in between her cheeks, he squeezed her ass and motorboated it, making her squeal in the process.

Melisandre shuddered as her master rubbed his face all over her naked genitals. Knowing that he was likely dripping wet with her juices, she blushed. She didn't know why she was so timid with her master. She had been with many men and women over her hundreds of years of life. Rarely had she ever had a problem with them. Perhaps it was because he was R'hllor's chosen. She desperately wanted to please him in every possible way. She started by spreading her knees widely apart and arching her back. Now her lord had plenty of room to work his magic on her. She could hear slurping sounds as he sucked the juice from her pussy. Finally, he took pity on her and settled himself behind her. She felt his thick head rubbing up and down her silky slit before he added pressure and slipped inside. Her body instantly spasmed when she felt him enter her once again. Feeling his cock rubbing her warm, wet walls was too much for her. She cried out and gripped the bedsheets tightly in her fists. The sounds of flesh clapping were getting louder as he quickened his pace. Soon his pelvis was smacking into her wide ass and making her shapely cheeks ripple from the impact.

Harry smirked at the Red Priestess. All it took was a good dicking to make her come undone. The very wet sloshing coming from her cunt was a pretty good indication that she was enjoying their activity. Reaching under her, he pinched her hard clit. Hearing the gasp escape her lips, he asked, "Are you enjoying yourself, Melisandre?"

Harry waited for a reply but only heard squeals and moans. Pinching her clit a little harder, he asked again, "Well?"

"Yes, My Lord," she was able to choke out quietly.

"Yes what?" he asked, rubbing his fingers together and making her shudder violently from her clit being rolled. He moved his hips faster, and as he looked down, he could see his cock covered in streaks of her white cream.

"I like what you are doing to me!" she squealed as her pussy clamped down hard on him. Letting go of her clit, his hands slid up her smooth belly and over her large, swinging tits. He squeezed them and fondled them and played with her rock-hard nipples. In his opinion, her tits were probably her best feature. Pulling out of her, he flipped her over again onto her back and slid between her parted legs. Slamming his hips into hers, she continued to squeal and cum on his cock. Grabbing her tits, he pushed them together and began suckling on her lovely nipples. He just couldn't get enough of her lovely breasts. He pulled out and climbed on top of her. Straddling her torso, he slipped his big cock between her pillowy breasts.

Melisandre placed her hands on either side of her tits and pushed them together creating a tight cavern for her lord to fuck. His reaction to her chest wasn't surprising. A great deal of men and women over the years had fallen under their spell. As his thick cockhead repeatedly burst through her cleavage, she would lash her tongue out and lick the precum from his cock. She felt a burst of joy when she heard him moan from her actions. His tempo suddenly picked up, and she could feel his body shudder. Knowing what was about to happen, she closed her eyes just as her lord came all over her tits and face. His warm offering spurted over her cheeks and lips, and her tongue slithered out of her mouth and took a taste. She continued to lick it up as he covered her even further. When she thought that he was finally done, she was shocked when he was right back between her legs. Apparently, they were just getting started.

The Dread Lord of Essos

The two lovers stood on the deck of his ship as they pulled up to the newly built harbor and docked. Harry smiled. While he could see the progress through the eyes of his drones, it was never as clear as seeing it himself. Much of the surrounding land had been stripped of its trees and vegetation. He could see controlled fires burning as they performed the Slash and Burn technique to get the land ready for farming. Looking around, he could see dozens of large cargo ships ready to be used. Stacks of the Black Wood planks and boards were piled high and were already being loaded onto ships.

"It's wonderful, My Lord!" Melisandre exclaimed when she saw the progress first hand. Harry nodded and cast a spell on her. Feeling the side effects of the spell, which was similar to a temporary cold-chill, she looked at him questioningly.

"Magical protection," he answered. "This land holds many diseases not found anywhere else. Even standing on the beach and away from the jungle is a risk. Better to be safe," he told her, making her smile. She wrapped her arms around his arm and pressed herself to him. Harry raised an eyebrow when he felt his arm slip between her big breasts. It was a clear sign that she was horny again. She always rubbed her tits against him when she wanted sex. She knew how much he liked them. He didn't know how she could take such a brutal fucking and still want more so soon after. He could fuck her raw for three days straight and somehow on day four she would still be horny. The woman was a mystery. Still, he wasn't complaining. Harry chuckled and said, "We'll have plenty of time tonight for fun in the bedroom. We have plans to begin."

He could hear a slight whine that left her lips as she took his outstretched hand and allowed him to float them down to the peer. "Make sure to not go into the jungle alone. There are some truly nasty beasts in there."

"Of course not, My Lord," she replied, hugging his arm tighter.

"Now, my dear, let's go find a suitable place to hatch a dragon," Harry smiled at her. She smiled back widely. Holding on tight, she was pulled into the air as they began their journey around the wild continent.