You where a very rich citazen in some southern state. You lived a very good life with lots of welth, food, women... Every now and then you visited some brothels. The girls there already knew your kinks. You liked feet. So much so the girls in the brothels demanded dubble pay just because they know you couldn't get a day without some feet involved. To summarize your life was at it's peek, but it's about to get even better.
A certain day early in the morning you heard some footsteps besides your window. You where still in bed and your brain couldn't process what was happening. Then all of the sudden your glass window broke and three tanned bold men broke into your house yelling something at you that you didn't understand. You immediately surrendered and did what the men told you to do.
Apparantly it wasn't a normal robbery as the three men carried you to some place outside the city walls somewhere in the desert. There you saw it. A basecamp build up for some army. You hadn't had a clue what was going on, whas the city under attack?
The men braught you to some larger tent in front of a throne with a lot of guards besides it. "Stay down!" Said one of the guards. Then some white haired stunning lady walked in. Immediately you where mesmerized by her beauty. She whore some lose dress with underneath some sandals that showed the tops of her feet. You looked at the feet. From afar they seemef so perfect. Elegant size 6US you estimated. You forced yourself to stap staring at her as you wondered she was probably some queen with a lot of power.
"I am Danaerys Targaryan." The beautifull lady said. You didn't know her, but you know what a Targaryan is. "After some research my men figgered out you are one of the richest men in the city and therefore also one of the most powerfull." Danaerys continued. "Yes ma'am." You said while sneaking another glance at her sandals. "The deal is very simple. I want to concer the city. Off course I can't, not yet atleast, my army isn't big enough to attack such a big city. Therefore you will help me by leaking information about weak spots, guard intel... anything in generall so I could attack the city. In exchange I offer you to become my hand, my personal advisiour." Danaerys explained. To be fare this proposition was rather generous, becoming the hand of such a beautifull lady was way to good, but could you betray your friends?
After some thinking and one finall sneak peak at Danaerys sandals you finally had an answer. "Okay Queen Danaerys I will become your hand and loyal advisiour. I pledge my life to you." You said very convincing with one hand up to furfill your pledge.
Danaerys and her guards let you go back to the city so you could begin your spionage.
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