It wont happen again. Ill be a good boy Ill be a good sex toy. Ill be your fuck doll. Please my goddess forgive me. I beg you. Please please touch me ...gain. Please make me your bitch. I want you to play with your toy. Im a good toy master. Please play with me! Im sorry for being a bad boy. Ill be better. Ill listen. Im begging you master! Im panting when I feel a hand on my chest. Its cold against my skin and i melt for her. I smile as she touches me but it fades as she speaks. I waited for. Help, help me please"McPeevie had played this game many times. Most times he would have had Sylvia bent over the arm of the sofa fucking the hell out of her...by now...this time he wanted her to grovel. He didn't like Sylvia. He thought she was a stuck up cunt who had delusions of grandeur. He'd seen the way she looked at him and he'd heard her call him Mcpervert. That in itself didn't bother him...he was a pervert...what his problem was the fact she was a good looking woman who flaunted. 2- The storm belt is no invention of mine. Currently, from time to time,a continuous band of clouds form carrying water vapor from the amazonlowlands towards southeast Brazil, these are called "convergence zones",you probably are aware of the sad happenings in the mountains near thecity of Rio the Janeiro, who recently killed over 800 people, this wascaused by one of these convergence zones. 3- Writing this story is considerably difficult, since the story does notprogress only to the future,. She said there is no way he’d allow that. I said, oh yeah he will and told her how my friend Tony, the deputy, is going with us.She looked at me and said she was scared and just wants to hide. I said, don’t worry, he’ll never bother you again, trust me on that. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close to me. She laid her head on my shoulder and said, she loved me, and that I was the only man she ever felt completely comfortable with. I said, Sweetie, I love you too and always.