"The pain should subside."The first semi-supportive words from Mistress Bitch. I try to take deep breaths and concentrate every fiber of my being on r...laxing my tortured ass. It is working - a little.I feel her pull back a little and then push in again, deeper. Again there is pain, but not as much as before. My deep breathing is helping. Then, her fucking begins in earnest. Slow, but deliberate thrusts with her cock. It still stings, but there is something else. Other sensations I have not felt. “Thank you Ben, can you phone Allison as well? Can you tell her that I can go in tomorrow and Friday if she wants me?”“Sure honey. Now can you get off me please, I have to go to work.”I was so excited that the day just flew by, and when Ben got home he told me that things were quite easy. It was just a case of going to these places and telling them that I had just moved to the area.Ben told me that he’d phoned the education department at the local council and they had told him which school to. No one is to know that you are working on this case or whom you are investigating until we are ready to wrap it up. Is that clear?”“Yes, it is.” Jimmy sat back in his chair to listen to the discussion.The telephone rang and Ed pushed the button on the speakerphone. He smiled when he heard Stan say, “Hello. This is Stan Bentley.”In a conversational tone of voice, Ed answered, “Hello, Stan. This is Ed.”“What can I do for you?”Ed answered, “We are working on a very tough case and I need an IRS. In that case, I’d just wake up afterwards, having no idea what had transpired while she rode me. It gave me the shivers. I liked Sarah, but we hadn’t known each other all that long, and I didn’t trust her with something like that.“Why don’t I try it on you, if you just want to see it work?” I asked.“Becaaaause,” Sarah replied “You don’t know how to work the controls! I have to be the one to wear the helmet.”I hesitated. I didn’t quite believe her, but I couldn’t really see a way out. She was.