I was a little afraid as she brought the blade closer to my nakedness. The Mistress rubbed the side of the knife with her gloved fingers, and the oil ...ozed onto her fingers. She wasted no time in inserting her index finger into my crack. Without looking, she searched my crack with her finger."Bend over."I bent slightly over the island. Her oiled fingers found my orifice, and she slowly inserted two fingers inside me. With her other hand, she placed the blade onto the island and rubbed my crotch. That day. I think that they all planned to get fucked during that shift. With that realization, I promised myself I was going to die trying to satisfy all seven of the ladies one more time that day... and by the time I finally went to sleep for the night I had done just that.Late in the afternoon, Evelyn came in to check me over. Then she said "I think you could do pretty much whatever your body would let you do. It looks like it is beginning to heal well and there will just be the usual aches. “Well, Paul, I’ll see you later.” He spoke my name as if questioning it. He made his way to the front door, turning as he left to add, “About 7.30 then. Be ready for me” My heart was pounding. Whatever had I got myself into? Part of me was excited, and part scared to death. I returned from an afternoon at work, wondering what lay ahead. I dressed in some casual clothes, and waited for my ‘guest’ to arrive. Almost on the dot of 7.30 the door bell rang. I approached the door hesitantly, my heart. "11 dollars and 35 cents."The driver opened the trunk from within the Taxi and the hotel porters took out my luggage."Oh, have a nice evening, Miss!"********'As soon I said it, I felt the cold air brush against my long legs, my sexy mini skirt didn't come close to covering them. The short skirt and ultra barely there pantyhose really didn't help to keep my legs warm. I looked down and reached into MY purse and took out a hundred dollar bill and handed to the now surprised face of the new Taxi.