That was no shock. Even a self-appointed Ironborn king could not stand against a sellsword of such quality as Ser Bronn after all. I saw Euron as he c...rept into the same room and prepared to fall upon Ser Bronn. I slashed at Euron with my cutlass and picked up Balon’s sword with my other hand and attacked him with that. Euron fell in utter shock as I chopped off his head at last.“You have paid the iron price, my dear knight of the Blackwater. The Iron Islands are now yours by right of conquest.. . so. . ." So naughty? But in love many things that are naughty are also nice. But tell me - has no one ever asked you nicely to do it?" If I could say that no one had ever made such a request of me, I would not be able to say so for long - for I can read your intention in those eyes that are sparkling with lust!"Ah! - so I have missed also the virginity of your mouth! And so you have already committed this sweet sin! Was it in this house? Tell me all about it?" I don't remember!" Oh yes you. --- "Your owners?" --- asked Ben, and she nodded --- "And this thing here," --- he said touching her tattoo on her belly --- "means I can do anything with you?" --- she nodded again.He took a dildo from the bed, and presented it to her mouth. She immediately started to take it into her mouth though the ring gag, and bob her head on it. Ben smiled at her eagerness. He pulled the dildo, which made her whimper in disappointment. He disconnected the ring of keys from her collar, and opened the lock. The outing was intended to be an interlude for relaxation in the fresh air and great outdoors. Instead, the entire day was unpleasantly peppered with Joe's conspicuous moans and groans, his undisguised contempt at Ted's hooks, slices, and other assorted duffed shots. Unfortunately these varieties of shots were almost as abundant as the dandelions in the meadow adjoining the ninth fairway.During post-round refreshments at the clubhouse, having done a bang-up job of impairing his colleagues'.