Sated from my orgasm, I was in a fog while Tom released me from my bonds. I could feel the wetness on my thighs as I shakily stood up.

Grace and I accompanied Chuck and Jan into the service elevator at the back of the room. I watched as Chuck and Jan had their fingerprints and eyes scanned. The elevator rose upward. When it stopped, Chuck and Jan got out and directed Grace and I to go clean up. Grace took my hand and led me down the hall to a palatial suite that had an enormous bathroom in it. We scrubbed ourselves clean in the large walk-in shower.

I said "Oh my" and pointed to the built-in enema system.

Grace gave me a wicked grin. "Convenient, isn't it?"

"They don't expect..." I started.

"No, you've been cleaned already!" Grace laughed. "Come on, let's finish getting ready and go to the lounge."

We dried off and styled each other's hair. It felt almost like a "girls night out" as we sat side by side in the vanity mirror and applied makeup. I took great pains to make sure I looked my best. Grace led me to the large walk in closet and there were racks and racks of stilettos in every size, color and style you could imagine. I chose a 4" pair of open-toed cuffed heels that had little padlocks instead of buckles.

We had fun sashaying down the hall to the lounge. Grace gave me that wicked grin again and said, "Brace yourself" before she pushed open the door.