“I am Lord Gendry Baratheon, son of Robert Baratheon, Lord of Storm’s End and Lord Paramount of the Stormlands. Surrender at once, or else we shal...l surely take this castle from you, anyway. Save yourselves the difficulties of resisting us. Most of your comrades are already in captivity and heading north for the Wall to take the black. The ones who aren’t dead and burnt, that is.“You have no reserves coming to you, ser. Nor provisions, for that matter. The rest of your garrisons have already. As you are fisting, she might start to contract. If she gets cunt contractions from hell, hang on for all you're worth but do not, DO NOT, pull out suddenly, you can damage muscle and tissue and make it bad for her.If you are patient and take the time to let her build up, (usually after several orgasms) she may lose control and tell you just to fuck the shit out of her with your hand. Guys, you HAVE to LISTEN to your woman, you may be getting a charge out of this, but this is ultimately for HER. She didn’t make me leave or anything, and we had a nice dinner with her parents and maternal grandparents. And she kissed me properly when I left.”“That’s good, I think.”“I think it’s neutral, which is, I suppose, ‘good’ from one perspective.”“I think you were right about needing to resolve this now, rather than later. I also think you were right to say you were going to speak to Doctor Mercer.”“Actually, I didn’t say that to Elizaveta,” I replied. “I said that Doctor Mercer had advised me to. ‘Well, now I am going to punish you, but before that I will give you a choice’ she told me. Searching through the sports bag she took out a black leather collar, with a metal D ring on its front, followed by a spanking paddle. ‘This is the choice. You will accept to obey me and be my willing slave slut, and then you will earn the collar, the training and the punishments you deserve, or you will be free as you were until yesterday to live your pitiful life, and I will leave this house and.