Author's Note: While this story is fiction it is a conflation of my visits I have made to professional BDSM places in NY, San Francisco, LA and other places.

All the characters are based on real people. especially Carol who was a receptionist at a couple of places I visited often. There was always a high turnover of the dommes but Carol was always there. We got friendly and once she even did the domination in her street clothes where we chatted about stuff while she beat the shit out of me and I licked her sneakers. She ended the session with a long slow hand job. Hope you enjoy the story.

The New York Discipline Acadamy was located in the Hell's Kitchen section of Manhattan in a 5 story non-descript building. Although I had been with other Pro Dominatrixes this was my first time at this establishment. Most places are similar but each have their own way of doing things. I didn't know what to expect which is the way I like it. I had made an appointment a few hours earlier for 1 o'clock and rang the intercom button a couple of minutes before the hour. A woman's voice came out of the speaker asking if she could help me. I told her my name and that I had an appointment. She told me she would buzz me in and that I should take the elevator to the fourth floor. I entered the building.

It was bright outside and it took a second for my eyes to adjust to the low wattage bulbs in the lobby. I found the elevator down to my right and stepped in and rode it to the fourth floor as directed and stepped out to a 4'x4' area with a doorway. It opened and a face came around it and said to come in.

"Hello Robert. First time here. Right?"

She was a thirty something year old woman wearing a black t-shirt and yoga pants. Her hair was blond and cut short and she wore just a little make up. After letting me in she took a seat behind a desk. Besides the desk there was a sofa and a couple of chairs. After I entered I realized that this was an apartment and we were in its living room.

"This my first time here but not my first time."

She handed me a clipboard with a piece of paper. On it was a space for my name followed by a list of 10 BDSM activities. Bondage, flogging, CBT etc. Next to each item was a place to mark how much you liked or disliked any of the activities

"Just put in a name you will remember for next time, Mark your likes and dislikes and circle your favorite.

I liked everything except enemas. I had nothing against them I just thought they were a bit messy and I couldn't say I loved everything. They may have gotten the idea I was a weirdo. I circled humiliation. I handed the form back to her and reading it she said;

"You're easy. Follow me back please. The big room is in use but the room you're going in has some good stuff in it."

We went down a short hall. There were three doors. One was opened and I could see that one was a bathroom. She opened a door on our right and walked in. I followed her. It was an average NYC sized bedroom. Its walls were painted a deep purple with a black ceiling, woodwork and curtains. There were two main pieces of dungeon furniture. The first was a long, narrow table with a padded top. It was made of dark wood with a black leather padded top. There were many tie down places along the four sides. The other big piece was an X-shaped cross on the wall. It too had was made of dark wood and had rings to spread the sun wide and secure.

"Get totally undressed and put your clothes out of the way and I'll be back in a couple of minutes to collect the tribute."

"Yes Ma'am" I said.

When she left I went through my usual procedure of undressing, putting the pre discussed fee on the padded table. Folding my pants and shirt and putting them in a corner with my socks in one shoe and my wallet, keys and glasses in the other. I stayed on my knees and waited about two minutes before she came in. I took this time to relish my situation. This was the highpoint of the month. This is what I loved to do.

When she returned she smiled at my kneeling position. She saw the money on the table, scooped it up and said;

"If you're ready I'll send the ladies in for you to choose."

She left and a minute later there was a knock on the door and the first Dominatrix entered.

She was a small young girl with a lot of attitude. Her hair was cut in butchy spikes, she had several piercings in her nose, ears, eyebrow and lip. Her make-up leaned towards Goth. She wore jeans and a black vinyl bustier.

"My names Edge." She held the card I filled out in her hand "I specialize in real intricate bondage if that's your thing.

I told her I liked bondage and she said "OK" and left.

A minute later a second woman came in. She looked to be in her later 30's making her a half a dozen years older than me. She was full bodies with her breast spilling out from the cups of her leather corset. It was the kind with a bottom like a one piece bathing suit. She had short platinum blond hair framing a pale face. She wore bright red lipstick. Her other make-up was more subtle.

"My name is Cynthia. I don't think we can get to everything on the card but we can see what we can do. We will have fun"

I said "I am sure we wouldould."

"Alright. I think one more is coming in. Have fun."

Fun? I don't usually think about along those lines but yeah I guess it is fun. The third lady came in.

"Hello Robert. My name is Mistress Bianca."

Mistress Bianca had a slight accent from somewhere in the Caribbean. She had coffee colored skin and long black hair with several streaks of red and pulled back in a ponytail. She wore a sexy black dress with a short skirt and a deep neckline and red patent leather high heels. She was shapely.

"Have you done this before?"

"Yes," I said "but not here."

"Well I'm glad you finally made it here. I'll send Carol back in so you can tell her you want to see."

And she left.

Who to chose? I've never been overly attracted to Victoria Secret types. Not that I've had a lot of opportunities to kick one of those angles out of my bed but what I am saying I prefer something a bit more real. These ladies all looked real. On any given day I could have decided on anyone of the three but my mind was set the moment I saw her.

When Carol came in I told her my choice.

"OK. She'll be in in a couple of minutes. She will need to pick up a few things for the session. The hour won't start until then. Have a good time."And she left. A few minutes later I heard the click click click of high heels slowly drawing closer until it stops and the door opened.

Mistress Bianca came in the room. My eyes were submissively down but I could see she was carrying an armful of stuff. She dropped her load on the bondage table and said;

"Come here Robert."

I stayed down and crawled to her on my hands and knees. I stopped when I was a couple of inches away from her.

"Kiss my shoe," she said putting her right foot out.

I lowered my head and kissed the toe several times before I started kissing the side. When my lips touched skin I was admonished to stay on the leather.

"Don't forget the heel and I want to see some tongue."

When I paid the proper amount of obeisance to that shoe she made me kiss the other.

"Alright," she eventually said. "sit on your butt."

I did and she dropped a pair of ankle cuffs on me and told me to put them on. I was pretty well experienced at that and had them on in a minute.

"Kneel and put your hands out"

When I did she put matching cuffs on my wrist. She then put a collar around my neck.

Your safe word is red. I will stop and go onto something else. If you think it is getting too much and wish me to go easier say yellow. If you want me to go harder say green. Going harder or easier will be up to my discretion. Are we clear?"

"Yes Mistress," I said.

"Don't be lazy. Say my whole name." She gave me a not too hard slap on my right cheek.

"Yes Mistress Bianca."

"Crawl over to the cross."

I did and when I got there she had me stand with my back to it. She had brought over a length of rope, maybe 3' long. At about a third of the way from one end she made a loop and slipped it over my chubby but not erect penis and balls. She pulled it uncomfortably tight and then wrapped some of the cord several times around my junk and a few times around my cock. This activity brought on an erection. In the course of her tying a couple of drops of pre cum got on her finger. She brought it to my mouth and looked at me. I kicked it off. She then wiped my saliva on my face. I was turned around and she attached the four cuffs to the cross.

"Open your mouth."

When I did she put a crop in it. The part that went into my mouth she had conscientiously wrapped in a plastic dental damn. I was thinking of her kindness when she hit me with a flogger for the first time. Of all impact tools I like the big heavy floggers the best. It's like being whipped and punched at the same time but in a good way. The first few hits were on my ass with the tips curling around the side. Then she started a crisscross pattern on my shoulders and back. The hits were getting harder as she went. Every fourth or fifth one was particularly hard. I lost track of how many hits but when she stopped I felt beat up just about everywhere on my body.

"You all right?" she said softly in my ear as she pressed her body against my beat-up back and removed the crop from my mouth.

"Yes Mistress Bianca. Thank you."

"No problem. That's my job. Beating up little boys like you." She undid my restraints and turned me around and reattached me to the wall. She held up the crop to my mouth and told me to kiss it, I did. She then started hitting me with it. Like she did with the flogger she started off not too hard but then proceeded to hit harder. Lot of her smacks were concentrated on my nipples with three of four hits in a row. That hurt and I considered saying yellow but never red. I've never safe worded out of anything.

When she was done she held the crop to my lips for another kiss. I did it and then thanked her for the beating. She put a pair of heavy metal nipple clamps on my already hurting nipples and then she unhooked me allowing me work out the kinks and get the blood flowing again. She went to the table and came back with a red garter and matching fishnet stockings.

"Do you know how to put this on?" she asked.

"Yes Mistress Bianca." I took them and put the garter on first then the stockings. When I was finished she went back to the table and brought back a white baby doll top. It had spaghetti straps with feathers along the bottom and the neckline. Although the top was lightweight it did pull down on the clamps which already were painful. She made me walk back and forth a couple of times before deciding she liked my look.

"Hand me the rope," she said.

She was referring to the rope around my cock and balls. I handed her the long end. she took it, attached my two wrist cuffs together behind my back and headed out of the room.

We went down the hall back into the living room. Carol the receptionist was sitting behind the desk. Mistress Cynthia and another Domme sat across from her on a sofa. The Mistress was about my age, a little pudgy but cute. She was wearing an open black leather vest, black bra and panties. Tattoos covered one arm. Carol and Mistress Cynthia smiled at me when I came into the room. The other just looked.

"Get on your knees." I did. "You didn't meet Mistress Kate did you? Go over there and introduce yourself." My hands were cuffed behind my back so I had to scoot over on just my knees. The floor had a rug on it but it was pretty difficult and I got rug burn from it but managed to cross the 10' feet with only one kick to motivate me. When I got in front of her I said;

"Good afternoon Mistress Kate. My name is..."

"Boyslut," said Mistress Bianca.

"...Boyslut," I said.

"Hello Boyslut. Do you like wearing girly clothes? You look like a whorey version of Santa Clause's wife."

They all laughed.

"If it makes Mistress Bianca happy I do."

Mistress Bianca smacked the back of my head hard and said "Answer the question. Do you like wearing woman's cloths?"

"Yes Mistress Bianca."

"Now look into her eyes, smile and tell her."

I looked up into Mistress Kate's eyes and said "Yes Mistress Kate. I like wearing woman's clothes."

They all laughed. Mistress Cynthia then said;

"Do you like getting fucked in the ass too."

"Yes Mistress Cynthia." I said softly. Mistress Bianca said she couldn't hear me. I said louder "Yes Mistress Cynthia. I like getting fucked in the ass.

"Get up and go over to the desk," said Mistress Bianca.

When I got there she undid my wrist and made me bend over it with my hands on the desk. Carol was right in front of me with a look of amusement on her face. Coming around in front of me Mistress Bianca showed me the dildo. It was long but not to wide and covered with a condom. It was attached to a foot long wooden handle. She held it to my lips and made me lick it before pushing it into my mouth.

"Doesn't look like the first time he had a cock in his mouth does it?"

"No it doesn't" said Carol.

After a minute she withdrew it and retreated to my rear. I couldn't see what she was doing but I was hoping she was putting lube on the rubber dick. In a second I felt the end of it probing my asshole. The lubed shaft slid in easily. This was not my first dildo but longer than any of the others I had in me and she pushed it in deep...and then slowly pulled out and then in again.

"Do you still like getting fucked in the ass." Carol said.

"Yes Ma'am," I said.

"He likes wearing woman's things and getting fucked in the ass while we watch. Isn't that true?" said Mistress Bianca.

"Yes Mistress Bianca."

"Say it!"

"I like wearing woman's clothing and having you all watch as I get fucked in the ass."

"Because you're a what?" added Mistress Cynthia.

"Because..." I had to think of the right answer for a second " because I am a boyslut.

That seemed to satisfy everyone and after a couple of minutes the fucking stopped. I was told to stand up. Mistress Bianca reached down and took the rope leash and tugged it hard to get me following her. As she passed Mistress Kate she said her;

"Come with us. I'll show you something nasty."

It had been a long 45 minutes or so and I wasn't sure if I was up to much more especially something nasty. But I am such a sub it never occurred to me to do anything but obey.

The three of us made our way back into the room where I was instructed to remove the garter and stockings and my feathery top then climb up on the table and lie on my back. Mistress Bianca told Mistress Kate to go to other side of the table and attach my wrist and ankle to the chains. They shortened the chains so that I was totally stretched with no slack what's so ever.

Mistress Bianca reached over and gave a tug on the chain connecting the nipple clamps which got my attention real fast. "Do you want these off?" she said.

"Yes Please Mistress Bianca."

"OK. She yanked and I would have gone through the ceiling if I wasn't tied down. She took the rope around my dick and balls and untied the knot then just pulled the rope off making my cock spin like a propeller

While this was going on Mistress Kate had retrieved the last of the items Mistress Bianca had brought in. I heard it before I saw it.

"Now listen to me, Mistress Bianca said. "This is important. You do not have my permission to cum. If you want to have an orgasm you'll have to ask permission and then if Mistress Kate and I agree we'll let you cum/ However if you do shoot without permission you will be punished. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Mistress Bianca. I understand."

Mistress Kate handed the Magic Wand vibrator to Mistress Bianca. She started running it along the out side of my leg then the inside but she stayed away from my groin. She did both legs then ran up and down my sides. My sore nipples were not ignored as she pressed the hard rubber ball of the vibrator down hard on them. The she went for the home run and brought it down on my quickly hardening cock.

"Oh Mistress Bianca I want last long like that. Please may I cum?"

"No."

She moved the head slowly over me and I squirmed as much as I could but was pretty limited in what I could do.

"Oh God I'm going to cum." I tried every trick I knew to postpone coming but they usually didn't work anyway. "Please may I have you permission Mistress Bianca. I'm sure I sounded pretty pathetic.

"Just hold on until I count down from 10. Then you can cum. OK?"

At this point talking was not an option.

"10...9...8... Uh-oh."

I came hard and ejaculated a lot all over myself. Thought I should apologize but really was entirely spent but I though my day was over but Mistress Bianca and Mistress Kate had something else in mind. That nasty thing she spoke about. Mistress Kate handed Mistress Bianca a role of paper towels, She ripped off a couple of sheets and scooped up a load of my sperm. I've done scenes where the Domme cleans me up a bit and come on kind of friendly, I assume they are vying for a better tip but that wasn't the plan today. After she had a a copious amount of the a coagulating splooge she brought it to my mouth and digging her thumb and finger into my cheeks and said:

"Open."

I did and she pushed the paper towel into my mouth. While I laid there the ladies unbuckled my cuffs and let me move about a bit. Mistress Kate handed me the roll of paper towels and then left the room. I used a couple of towels to clean myself up. I did not have permission to take the towel out of my mouth so I didn't. When I got dressed she opened the door. I thought I was going to have to leave the towel still in my mouth but at the last minute she pointed to the waste paper basket and told me to spit it out. I gratefully did. I gave her a generous tip and she showed me to the door.