When I was done, I would be assigned to the step machine.When I was done, I would be assigned to the step machine. Doing as I was told, I mounted the bike and peddled furiously. About 45 minutes later, the speedometer read ten miles. I was quite satisfied and decided to continue to pedal until told by Mistress Catherine to stop. The workout continued until one o'clock when there was a break for what was called lunch, a cup of yogurt and more Gatorade. After a half an hour break, the workout continued, this time I was assigned to a treadmill and told to run five miles, an assignment that was to take no more than an hour, at a 12 minute mile pace. I didn't think that would be a problem, but I was both hungry and tired. Yet I completed the request with much time to spare. The conclusion of the workout was a dance routine that was very hard for me to follow which was very feminine. This went on for thirty minutes, after which I was ready to collapse. I was a mess and while I was slumped over, Master John grabbed me from behind and placed me back into the restraints for the trip back up to our cells. Have you every been chained to two sweaty, female bodies? Well I have and we smelled terrible. The walk up the three flight of stairs to our cells was truly painful. What was more painful was that only one of us could use the shower at a time and my turn came up last. Until it was my turn, I lay on the floor, totally exhausted. When I was done with my shower, I heard some instructions come over the intercom. |