Sandy realized that she didn't really get that much of a charge out of stuffing the electric cord up Paul's ass. Her revenge was not as satisfying as it should have been. She wondered why.
Then she knew. She was turned on by Paul's actions more than she was turned off. He had been in complete control and this simple fact allowed her to enjoy the fucking more than she had thought possible. With sudden determination, she turned the car around and raced back to the house. She hoped she would be in time.
She was.
She pulled the cord out of his ass just as the timer went off. A spark leaped across the wires and gave the man a jolt, but it wasn't anything like the one he would have gotten.
She asked him, "Is there still room for me in the stocks?" After she'd freed him, there was. Sandy had found the right man at last – the dominant man!