She noted grooves in the concrete floor, no doubt to channel the blood. She wondered how many a****ls had passed through this charnel house over the y...ars.A huge digital clock smiled down at her from the wall, another clock mocking her, measuring the minutes of her remaining life. It read just 10.45. The master lifted her manacled hands to a hook on a chain; she was lifted till her toes only just touched the floor, her mind wandered, suddenly realising she was barefooted, she tried to. Her eyes are focused hungrily on my pussy and she is blushing deeply.“Come get it then.” I tell her.She lunges across the bed and buries her face against my pussy licking and sucking furiously like an addict trying to get her fix. I use my pelvic muscles to push some of Logan’s cum out into his daughters mouth, she moans as she licks and sucks on my pussy. “You’re gonna make me cum.” I moan as she frantically eats me out trying to get as much of her dads cum out of my pussy as possible.I cum. Wanting to save the weak and oppressed isn't wrong. It was only your way of doing it. You can fix your mistakes. Just not as the Bright King this time. Go back to being the kind priest and save the world. You can save with kindness. It's not weak... You knew that ten years ago. You should have been saving the kindness of the man you were just before the children of that tablet... died. For their sake, don't end it here.(He turns to go.)Anji: Even now it might not be too late. Turn back. You should see how friendly he is to everyone. Well, everyone except those who anger him. Those he is not friendly to. In fact, I doubt he would piss on Symington if the boy were afire. We need to watch Symington."The King nodded. The Queen bore close scrutiny too."His father has never been an ally," the King said. "It is rumored that he was poised to wed Lorida before I asked for her hand."Torbert grinned."Perhaps he would take her now," he said as he patted his brother on the shoulder to show.