Screw this, Make her a Woman!

You think for a few moments about what reward would give you the most lasting benefit. As you think, you look over to the bed to see the queen lying on her back, sighing.

The way she is positioned accentuates her young breasts and flat stomach - sending a lustful surge to your mind. You have the queen of Westeros, maybe the most attractive, most valuable, wealthiest woman in the known world tied down and helpless in your bed and a virgin to boot. What would any sane man do in this situation - it's now obvious to you; take her maidenhood and claim her as your own.

You quickly advance on the bed, a lecherous grin on your face. She looks at you, and seeing the expression on your face, looks increasingly worried.

"Please don't," she whimpers out as she struggles to get free of her restraints.

You ignore her pleas and leap onto the bed, pinning her free leg beneath yours, and trapping her free arm under your forearm. Your rock-hard cock is straining at your pants, hovering just inches above the queen's barely concealed maidenhood. You stare down at her intoxicating body, her sheer nightgown struggling to conceal her toned stomach or breasts.

Finally, you look down at her face - her large brown eyes are filled with worry and fear, though you see a burning lust behind them.