There had to be a way to fix this whole mess. She'd been in his positionnot all that long ago. Sure, she'd fallen victim to that body and itsseemingly... limitless sex drive, but at least she didn't turn into a totalditz. She was worried about what would happen if Tim started to enjoyherself so much that he wouldn't want to go back. Or worse still, whatif there was no way to go back and he was stuck that way forever?"You're the Advocate, figure it out," Bobbie said to herself, shakingher. "Do me, fuck my cunt!" she moaned impatiently."Honey, the batteries are dead," I explained."Cock, I need cock. Now, God damnit!"I rose and began to unzip and she said, "I need big cock, baby." I'll try and find some batteries, be right back."As I left the bedroom, she began to slowly work the big cock in and out of her pussy with one hand while she pinched her nipples with the other.Unfortunately, the gift shop did not carry the right size batteries to fix the dildo and that caused me to have. Ah hope they be gentle about it; me cousin's a bit put out at me and looking for someone to rain down on. She may be stirring up a bees nest there; me sister can be quite a git in the morning and she doesn't always bring back the cream of the nobility, if ya know what ah mean." Mr. Magaoidh can be very diplomatic," I assured her. "And anyone foolish enough to take a swing at a colour sergeant late of His Majesty's army will learn the error of his ways quick enough." These colour sergeants are. It was supposed to be in his dungeon — yes, he had one, and it was both fearsome and incredible — but the one and only use of my safe word was to negotiate myself into his bedroom, because I knew the isolation would be too much for me. I ate my meals from bowls he’d place on the floor next to his chair at the dining room table, unable to use my hands ... though since they were usually cuffed behind my back or neck, or sometimes attached to my ankles, they wouldn’t have been of much use anyway..