Just got back from a brutal training session. My body aches in all the right places - the kind of deep muscle burn that reminds me I'm still alive. Sometimes I wonder if the Red Room programmed this need for physical intensity into me, or if it's just who I am. The way my pussy clenches when I push through that final set... maybe pain and pleasure aren't so different after all. Tonight I'll probably need someone to work out these knots with their hands - or their cock. Either way, the release will be worth the ache.