I pass people I recognize, but no one ever seems to take any notice of me."As I get closer to the sound, there are fewer people. The hallways are almo...st empty when I finally reach the end, where there are no more branches, just a door. I can't read what's on the door, but the sound is on the other side, so I open it."The room is filled with newborn babies, and the sound I heard was one of them crying. I work my way across the room until I find which one was making the noise."Somehow, I. ? ??? The woman who had shown him to this room was the first he'd seen.? She wore a strict discipline hood which covered everything, including her obviously wide open mouth.? Even her eyes were covered with dark lenses.? Her wrists were free, but her hands were constrained in long gloves that severely limited her fingers' mobility.? She wore what seemed to be fairly standard, albeit five inch tall, high heels, but walked gingerly in them as though afraid to put her full weight on her heel.? But. Say it louder.” “Fuck me, please.” “No, sorry, still didn’t hear that.” “FUCK ME NOW” I yelled loud enough the rest of the company probably heard me. He didn’t say another word but started pulling out and pushing back into me. It felt a little painful at first but it didn’t take it long to start to feel good. He kept running his hands down to my sore ass and squeezing my cheeks. My ass was on fire from the spanking and the squeezing didn’t help any. Though I will admit I loved the stinging. "Thank you", Jennifer said and excited her car, hurrying to the office. After closing the door, she turned and watched her father get under her hood and start working. "Stupid", she said to herself. "Why didn't I just tell him who I am?" She kept berating herself the entire time he was changing the oil, her eyes glued onto the man who was such a mystery to her.Ten minutes later, he closed the hood and came into the office, wiping his hands on a dirty rag. "All finished", he said, sitting behind.