Missy: Day Nine – After School

Day 9: After School

“This way ladies,” Jessica called over her shoulder as she walked down the dimly lit hallway.

I adjusted the tie on my robe as I walked, tightening it around my waist. The Spa’s lounge had a couple of women in it, all in various states of undress. One woman was walking back into the lounge as we were walking out, her gait awkward and a little bow legged.

“She must have had a session with Michael,” Hannah whispered in my ear.

“Michael?” I whispered back.

I looked back at her to see her holding her hands about a foot apart. I raised my eyebrows in disbelief and she nodded. I looked at Mommy for confirmation but she just smiled.

“Personally he’s a once a month treat for me,” came from Jessica at the front of our little group.

“Lucky bitch,” murmured Hannah, “his waiting list is always months in advance.”

“Just one of the perks of working at the Spa ladies!” Jessica replied with a smirk.

She walked us to the Rock Room and gestured us inside. The sight was just as fascinating as the first time I saw it. Several women were being pleasured in different ways. Mommy and Hannah’s mother, Mrs. Tunt, broke away from us and walked towards the salon area. They were getting waxes and massages.

“This way girls,” Jessica said, walking us towards the River Room.

We walked with her and I jumped, the cry of pleasure startling me from the woman bent over the banquette. The man behind her pumping his cock into her roughly caught my eye and winked. I smiled tentatively back.

Jessica led us both inside the large open room. It was brightly lit and took a moment for my eyes to adjust. The large square space had multiple shower heads lining the wall, some mounted, some hand held. Hoses of various thicknesses and lengths were coiled along the opposite wall and the whole floor was covered in black padded rubber mats. Drains were scattered here and there on the floor and ballet barre was mounted down the middle of the room. It seemed to be one large shower room, how odd.

Two female attendants walked towards us, warm smiles on their faces.

“Welcome to the River Room,” the one closest to me said. “I understand this is your first time in this area.”

I nodded and she took my hand, leading me over to some large hooks mounted near the door.

“Let’s hang your robe up here dear,” she said.

I hung mine alongside Hannah’s. Confident and comfortable in this environment Hannah walked over to her attendant. According to the small brunette woman’s name tag her name is Carly. They hugged and started chatting about how school is going. I hung back reluctantly, unsure of what to do. Seeing this my attendant put down the hose she was coiling neatly and walked back over to me.

“My name is Marisa. You’ve had an Enema before right Missy?” she said kindly.

I nodded.

“Great! Then you’re a pro already, come on over here next to your friend. Do you have to urinate?” she asked.

I paused a second to assess if I did and the telltale pressure on my bladder had me nodding my head again.

“Okay great, go ahead and go and then we’ll get started,” she said, walking back to what I assumed was her station to prepare.

I looked around for a restroom and didn’t see anything.

“Oh you can just go anywhere dear, this is the River Room after all!” Marisa said with a laugh when she saw me looking around.

“You mean, just pee on the floor?”

“Of course! Many people are in to water sports these days and we like to cater to everyone. It’s really quite liberating and you definitely don’t want to have a full enema and a full bladder at the same time, that can be quite uncomfortable for a novice like yourself,” she explained.

“Oh yea!”

I looked and saw Hannah being fingered in her ass, her body bent over, hands holding on to the barre in the middle of the room. She looked up at me and had a puzzled look on her face.

“What’s wrong?” she asked me.

“Missy has to urinate and seems a little shy,” Marisa explained.

“Oh babe this is the River Room, you just let out whatever fluid is in you wherever.