At First, He was in the Service of Pycelle, Then His Uncle Stannis, Then His Uncle Renly, Then Littlefinger, Then Varys, Lord Arryn and Finally Ser Ba...ristan.Amongst House Lannister Though, He Was Well Loved, even by His Stoic Grandfather. His Uncle Kevin Had Started his Early Education amongst The Warriors of Westeros. Tywin Had Spared No Expense in Training Orys II, Even Going So Far as To Hire A Braavosi Waterdancer as his Initial Instructor. In an Effort to Repay His Grandfather, Orys II. Now he saw that she was somewhat heavyset, thick yet firm thighs, and when she bent-- reaching up for something, maybe-- he saw a broad but pleasingly rounded behind, a little crescent moon of butt flesh visible on either side of the panties revealed as she stretched.Uh-oh, he thought. Somehow looking at her ass from across the way forced him to think about what he was doing in a way that just glimpsing her thighs-- from the bathtub-- had not. I've crossed some sort of line here. This is beyond. His only thought was to deliver the load ofsemen that weighted his hairy balls, and she slammed the twin blocks oflust into her again and again in a desperate rush for orgasmic release. Faster and faster his pelvis slammed onto the sweating, defenselessloins of the naked young teenager, never letting up, never slackeninghis thrust to give her an opportunity to adjust to his rampaging cock. There was nothing for him now but cumming, cumming . . . Davie's body was aching with pain, but her brain. Okay. I, Jennifer Cherryh, want this man, Dante…”“Walker.”“Dante Walker, to fuck me as much as he wants. He can tie me up, do anything he wants to, including fuck my body however he sees fit. I have no limits, I am his slave. We uh… we found him on the side of the road. He isn’t forcing us at all. He can… hit me, or tie me up, or do whatever he needs. I… understand I might get bruises or cuts and that’s fine, I want it all. I am his. I mean I don’t want any broken bones or permanent damage, but.