” Lorraine raised her arm and landed a stinging blow on Angela’s exposed ass, followed by eleven more. When Lorraine was through, she asked if An...ela would like to stop or if she wanted more. “More please, Mistress.” “Excellent answer. You are learning.” Lorraine proceeded to apply another dozen strokes to Angela’s ass, leaving very distinct bright red hand prints. When Lorraine was done, she had Angela stand up and turn around. She reached over and pulled on the rings, then squeezed each. I had one of my trade-mark vee-neck tee shirts on and a pair of black briefs. My hair was wet from being shampooed and I had it wrapped in a towel.Betsy snuggled up against me. "This feels nice and cozy just like the time you stayed with me when I was just a kid." She said, reminiscing. "I missed you so much when you left." She put her hand over mine, gave it a squeeze. I smiled back at her. "Yes. It was a wonderful time wasn't it."Moments later, my wineglass was empty. Theses glasses don't. We need to look at that ankle before you put weight on it."Before she could really protest, Diana put a hand on her shoulder. "Let's be careful and err on the side of caution. If ... the ankle is broken, you could do real damage by standing on it, not to say anything about how much it would hurt. Let Jeff get you into the wheelchair, then we'll get you back to your suite and have a look at the ankle. I have a sister ... who is working at the hospital in Winter Park." Diana managed to abort. Now turn around, so I can get to your back."She returned my attentions and scrubbed me with her hands as I had done her. I looked over my shoulder at her and said, "It's not a tease if I intend to carry through with what I've started."She reached down and grasped my hardness. "Oooh, something here needs help to relax. Turn around so I can help you relax the way you relaxed me."I turned to face her; she dropped to her knees in front of me as she stroked me while she rinsed me clean. She leaned.