But how could they know?The contractions came and went, hurt and slackened. An elf, a male elf! He was a doctor? Or a midwife? Don’t they have women...for this? Oh, well, yes, but a male is better at pulling the baby out, they are stronger. Oh, right. WHAT! Pulling the baby out?After millennia, the elf-women have weakened pelvic muscles, they need help. An elf, it would be a female if the elf giving birth was a member of the SlotKabTotKab sect, but otherwise a male; this elf would reach in, not. Then Mistress Carol lowered the other hoist until the lacing bar was directly in front of me. She released the strap holding my right wrist to the arm of the chair and placed one of the cuffs snug around my wrist. As she touched my arm I understood the purpose of the gloves. Their surface felt like a cross between sandpaper and a nettle. There was now a feeling of human contact when she touched my bare skin. She repeated the same operation with my left wrist and the other cuff. Then she raised. The two twelve foot tall men lifted me together into there arms and began a three way necking ,licking and kissing me on my mouth both of there long tongs fucked my throat some times both of ther mouths together and both big long tongs went deep into my throat like a double fuck both tongs filling my throat my hands were feverishly stroking there huge cocks as they were now at full erection at 68 inches on one and a good seventy five inches on the other stud ,wr****g my armes and legs around. " She reached for Doris's wrist and pulled her hand down. "Play with yourself," she commanded. "Keep that tight little cunt hot and horny while I get ready."Doris sat still as a statue on the edge of the couch, in her stockings and high heels, her feet on the floor, her legs parted, her hand merely covering her pussy. She was staring into space, paying no attention to everyone sitting opposite eagerly watching her. Then Tara re-appeared. She had stripped to a corset, her stockings attached, her.