"Recovery room. For females that find it difficult to walk upstairs." Huh?"There was a water hose that led from the shower room into a door across the...hallway that hadn't been there the last time I had been in the building.We all gasped when I opened the door completely. What once was one of the garages was now a bedroom complete with a water bed that was still being filled, four comfortable chairs, a dining room table, and even a miniature refrigerator. There was even a love seat and a padded. I smacked her ass as hard as I could with the palm of my hand and felt her body move against mine. She kept moaning and asked me to do it again. I took my other hand from her pussy and slapped both ass cheeks, smiling at her pain. I kept smacking until I felt heat coming from her cherry red ass. I rubbed her butt until my pussy called for more. I moved my body on top of hers and licked her all the way to her pussy. She was wetter than Niagara Falls. I licked her once, then again, slowly, then. "Look, Dyvia... I think you got the wrong idea..." Mistress Dyvia please." I don't really." MISRTRESS DYVIA please."With a sigh of resignation, "Mistress Dyvia, I just wanted to exercise,I don't see how this will help." Yavette, it keeps me interested this way." I pulled out a pair ofblack spandex pants and pulled them up her legs. And she was quiet, I'mnot entirely sure if it was because I just renamed her Yavette on thespot, or if it was what I said about making it interesting, but she letme. Beads of sweat started to push out under his slight wavy dark hair covering his forehead. His put some purpose into his strides as his long athletic legs propelled him forward and he could feel the tension starting to build in every muscle of his body. Feeling like a kid on a first date, he smiled inwardly and staring ahead, he walked towards the sign and without looking left or right he pushed open the door without realising the strength behind his hand. The feelings of panic heightened as he.