It was necessary, you see, but he still had to atone for doing it to a man like Robert Baratheon, who had done him no harm prior to this. He allowed R...bert to prevail, though he couldn’t and didn’t know that the Mountain would rape and kill his first wife, and then slaughter his children on the orders of Tywin Lannister, Lord Paramount of the Westerlands and Warden of the West.“None of this is ever inevitable. The future is not written in cast bronze or iron or stone. It is malleable. But some. I'll leave here to go clean a guy's apartment–buck naked, and wearing what I call the "Butt Plug of the Week". I'll arrive, strip off, clean whichever plug he's set aside for me, let him insert it and then get to my cleaning. Last week I wore a horse tail butt plug that also could double as a flogger. I wonder what he has in mind for tonight.My time with him will last about an hour before I'm off to my third destination–where I will spend forty-five minutes dressing up and stripping off various. "No, David, come back. Lay down here with me tonight. I need you with me," she pleaded.I gave in, undressed, and climbed into bed. I was very nervous, but it went well. She simply wanted me to hold her all night while she slept. I was more than happy to comply.At nine in the morning, I arose and went to the kitchen to start breakfast. After some searching, I found a tray and commenced bringing her breakfast in bed. I thought things like that would make her feel good, and perhaps take the edge. I could have rushed out of my office and to the house but instead I stayed put. Without thought my hand slipped down to my crotch and I pulled my cock out and slowly rubbed my growing cock. Lydia knew I had the security system installed and wondered if she forgot about it. Her body was bent over in a way I could not see her ass and pussy but by the way her eyes rolled back into her head and her mouth hung open, I knew the man behind her had pushed his big cock into her smooth wet pussy. The man.