I regret the suffering and misery of said hundreds and thousands of townspeople, but they chose their fate when they piled refuse upon their Queen and...shamed her during her naked walk through the capital.“So, no, I lose no sleep over the use of wildfire to purge the city of its dross and refine it to a purer silver or gold. What had to be done was done. You yourself commissioned assassins once or twice to put men and women to death whenever it suited the realm, and you stood by while Ned Stark. She asked me what I was intoand if I had any limits. I was so horny I told her I was into anything, Ijust wanted to get over to her place. I did explain to her that I wasreally into bondage and getting tied up tight was a turn on. She told meshe was so good at tying up guys that I would never get loose. I almostexploded when she said that. So we agreed to a price and then she gave meher address. I told her I could be there in an hour and she said fine.The drive over to Mistress Anne's apartment. Work would be close to where each person lived. Cameras would be everywhere. It would be like George Orwell's novel 1984. Implemented much later but just as or even more restrictive. The individual would have no privacy. Even in his own home. Man and wife needed permission to mate. Only one child was allowed and he/she would become a ward of the State upon reaching the age of seven. Sworn to the Elite. Provided all needs and education required. Gifted children were to be sent to special schools. I was between her legs, albeit heavy jean covered legs. As I moved away, her attitude shifted from the feminine and back to her tomboyish-ness. She picked up her boots and socks, called for Rusty to return, swung herself into the passenger seat, closed the door, and was ready to leave as if nothing had happened. Nothing except my worldview had shifted. My now fifteen-year-old daughter was seducing me.I stood, cleared my head, and never said anything as we drove home. She was back to her usual.