"Incapacitated is a word..." she said sarcastically as she got up and moved forward, gun trained at the door as she moved toward the nine men trapped in perpetual orgasm (the mess they were making in their pants must be<em>atrocious</em>!) "TOC, Flanker 1 and 2 approaching targets."<br/><br/>Indeed, she kept up the spell (and would until Assault team got there and had them all cuffed and ready to leave), and began cuffing them with the zip-cuffs, fairly standard tools for this particular type of operation.  Strange as it was, nine cumming men was<em>not</em>very erotic for her... didn't really do much to get her good and hot.  Oh well, it just solidified her lesbianism all the more as she made sure to acquire all of the guns available to them, and then toss them in a pile away from the still-orgasming men.<br/><br/>By the time Assault Team showed up, she'd be standing over them with a small fireball in her hands, tossing it back and forth as the men writhe (in pleasure or in pain, who'd know after such a long orgasm) and moan bout her.  A grin behind her facemask of all things.  Again, this was<em>easy</em>money!