”Kitchen Girl gave me a high-five. “Yeah!” Her look turned crafty. “How long to fuck her brains out?”I was on a roll here. You’d think I p...anned this stuff all the time, or that maybe it was a game for me, too. “Ten minutes max, Kitchen Girl, maybe only five. We work fast and we get it done. She will have been plundered so many times by then she’ll be on the edge of her millionth orgasm even before we touch her. All we have to do is tip her over that edge again and maybe one more time for luck.. "What's your name?" asked a third male voice, presumably a paramedic.We don't want these people to be able to identify us, thought Ursus."Tony," I said."Do you feel any pain, Tony?" None." Can you wiggle your fingers for me?" I wiggled. "How about your toes?" I wiggled them, too."Turn your head from side to side." I did it. "Was there any pain or discomfort?" No." Now move it up and down." No pain," I said as I complied.He started poking around my back. "Any pain?" he asked."None." OK, I'm. He was so turned on. She had been so dominant. What with slapping his face and squeezing his balls, as much as she hurt him so she also got him so aroused. His balls hurt and he massaged them, but as he became more erect he rubbed faster and faster, knowing no one could see him, and he got stiffer and stiffer until his hot cum spurted out over his hand inside his underpants but also soaking his shirt. He was breathing quickly, having satisfied his immediate need, now anxious to conceal the. ” Ella knew about the cane, mainly because she had found it by accident and was looking at it when Mrs L came into the room. Ella understood the threat and said, with a wicked grin, “I suppose it would tell me whether it would work.”Mrs L and Ella joked a bit more about it, but then Ella saw the time and said urgently, “Hey, Mrs L, I need to get changed as I have to go out pretty soon.”Ella went and got changed into a pink vest top and white mini skirt and came back downstairs looking innocent.