At first I thought the twelve bound individuals were perhaps slaves being trained to hold back an orgasm, but then I heard one of the men cry out, “...lease! Please! Make me cum! Make me cum! Take me all the way! Don’t torment me like this!”A pleasant voice next to me said, “Master Mark and Mistress Angela are experts at this. They can hold all twelve of them right on the edge until just before closing time.” She gave me a cute smile and said, “Their cries around one am start getting rather. . I can't..." "Wait." She shuddered. "Uhhhhhh," she protested. "Ohhhhh..." I heard when I saw her pulling up on the clamp attached to her clit. I lifted the flogger a little higher and began swinging it faster from side to side. The tails swung right up parallel to the floor before descending and swinging back up on the other side. In between, they made firmer contact with Josephine's delicious skin, making a fap fap fap sound as they connected on each pass. I directed the contact mainly to her. You know she will!”“I know she will,” Liz agreed with a laugh. “Just let her know that I’ll tell them that if I get the chance.”“I hate to pull you away, Liz, but...” Stephanie said.“I know,” Liz said. “My work is never done. Are you sure you don’t want to stay and watch?”“I’m positive,” I replied. “I’m meeting up with everyone at 11 to talk about job prospects. Besides, what’s the old saying about sausage? If you saw it made you’d never eat it again. Well, I have a feeling I don’t really want. “She asked who you were, I told her and she just asked that’s all. Nearly all done now, so go on, excused boots,” she chuckled.I sauntered across the hall, through a pair of double doors, towards the toilets and turned right into the hall kitchen. The lady who was expecting me, leaned unsteadily against the laminate worktop that surrounded me. There was a glass of white wine in danger of spilling the contents on the vinyl floor in her heavily ringed hand, the other hand steadying her, stiff at.