- Yes, they are almost hurting.Sandra ran to the kitchen and drained her venom on the machine. She wasstartled when she saw the indication of three ho...rs in the timer. Thenshe returned to their room.- Wow! I made so much venom now! It will take three hours to process it!- You already made the same amount last night. We drained you before wewent to sleep. - Marcus said.- And I can buy the whole lot. I told Marcus that even if you producedten times this amount we would buy everything. Your venom. "Um... you said there were a couple of choices. I... I would do anything, Mr. Policeman."Toni slid her hands along her hips and sides, brushing her fingers across her breasts. She looked up into his steely eyes and licked her lips with her tongue, looking needy and desperate. Boldly, she leaned forward and put her hands on his powerful chest, raking her fingers down and over his firm stomach."Anything at all. I know I've been a bad girl. I know I need to be punished. Punish me, Mr. Policeman.. After flushing the toilet I opened the door and then I walked right past You. I returned to the bed, lay down on my back and deliberately positioned myself as I had been, spreadeagled like a starfish. And then, as an afterthought, I sat up and rummaged around until I found my panties, stuffed them back into my mouth and returned to my position.I couldn't really see You, as You were still across the room, but I was confident that I had pleased You and maybe even made You proud of me. I wanted. "I? No, I did not; Christmas came on Christmas and birthdays on the date, I was taught. But no matter had I done so, I was then a child and children must be forgiven their foibles. These, however, are not children—are not supposed to be children. What am I to make of these brilliant intellects who whine and whimper and pitch public temper tantrums en masse because their instant gratification is denied? Am I perhaps blessed that I was not afforded the society of these so-called great minds as I.