Chapter 34: The Session

After a few months working there, Sara was allowed to bring me in to play one night when it was slow, and I finally got to see the dungeon for myself. It was the upstairs unit in a duplex. A two bedroom with one bathroom.

The living room was very domestic but had a closet filled with props for a cross-dressing session. Women's clothes and wigs. The kitchen was closed off with a heavy curtain. This area was off limits to clients and served as an area for Mistresses awaiting upcoming appointments.

They always painted this illusion there was a whole separate house on the other side of that curtain, but it was actually quite small and not at all exciting.

The first bedroom was dark and every bit the traditional dungeon look you would expect.

The walls were painted black with dark purple curtains covering the window. Chains on the walls. BDSM furniture placed strategically throughout the room. A sex swing with cuffs attached hung from the ceiling.

What really caught my eye was a series of paddles that were organized on one wall. Each was engraved with a different Mistress's name and had a unique element of style. Upon my first time there I looked at the different paddles and fantasized about what each Mistress was like. Not forsaking my girlfriend but a guy is allowed to fantasize.

The second bedroom was designed to look like a medical exam room. It was complete with a medical looking exam table/chair with stirrups in the center. A cabinet with all types of medical equipment and instruments lined the back wall. There was also a number of dildos and anal toys of all shapes and sizes.

Generic medical posters depicting the anatomy and reproductive system were on the bare walls. I already told you I like nurses so it should be pretty obvious this is where we played for the first time.

The dungeon specialized in medical play; Mistress Caroline actually taught classes on the subject at Domination conventions. She even taught an enema class at Bondcon. They were fully equipped with tons of nurse costumes.

"Wait right here while I get ready." Sara told me.

Sara went behind the curtain leading to the kitchen. I took a seat on a couch in the living room. Music played in the background. It sounded like the type of songs you would hear on the Pure Moods CD. Monks chanting and flutes.

Suddenly Sara emerged from behind the curtain. She was dressed in a sexy nurse outfit. The traditional white hat. The vinyl white top with red crosses. Fishnet stockings. I was already speechless.

"Follow me." Sara said seductively.

I followed Sara into the medical room.

"Have a seat and your exam will begin momentarily." Sara said with her hand on the exam bench.

I sat down on the bench nervously. My heart was pounding in my chest.

"I just need to grab a few things. I will be right back. Sara told me in a very calm professional voice.

"While you are waiting why don't you remove your clothes and get ready for me." Sara added before stepping out the door.

At first, I was a little hesitant about getting naked but that did not last long.

I told myself: "this is your fantasy don't chicken out now."

Mistress Sara returned with a silver medical try in one hand and a clipboard in the other. I was still standing after removing all my clothes.

"Have a seat right here, don't be scared. I don't bite...hard." Sara told me with her hand on the exam chair.

I sat down and Sara took my hands by the wrist and placed them into padded cuffs attached to the exam chair. I was rock hard. As soon as I was unable to get away or fight back, Sara took out her cell phone and snapped a picture of me.

"It seems you are due for your annual checkup." Sara said in character.

"Yes...nurse? Doctor? Mistress?" I asked her.

"Nurse Sara for now slave." Sara replied.

Along with my nurse fetish I have always had a fetish for latex gloves. If you will remember I was obsessed with the nurse on the Enema of the State album.

"I know you love gloves!" Sara said as she seductively pulled on a pair of latex gloves.

Sara attempted to imitate my favorite nurse. She pulled the gloves down over her hand stretching the bottom past her wrist. She let it go. The snap of the gloves gave me goosebumps. Sara laughed.

"First I am going to check your heartbeat." Sara said holding up a stethoscope.

She placed the stethoscope up to my chest and listened for a moment.

"Breath in." She said.

I inhaled air.

"Breath out." She said.

I exhaled.

"Sounds good. Next, we will check your reflexes." said Sara.

Sara looked downward towards my knee. It was hard to miss my huge erection.

"Oh my Mr. Jordan. I believe you are enjoying your exam a little too much." Sara told me.

Sara reached down and gave my cock a jerk playfully before snapping back into character.

Sara fetched a small medical looking hammer from the metal tray on the counter. She stood in front of me holding the hammer and giving me an evil smirk. She looked down at my cock and her eyes got wide. She swung the hammer towards my cock but stopped a foot away. I sighed loudly and she laughed to herself.

Sara proceeded to hit my knee to check my reflexes. I think initially she hit the wrong place because it did not work. On the second impact my knee cooperated, and my leg sprung up slightly.

"Every day I come to work I always think about how much you would love this" she said.

"I do. I am loving every minute. I love you, Sara." I told her.

I could hear a familiar noise coming from the nearby table. Sara’s phone’s ringtone. It was her boss Mistress Caroline on the phone.

Another Mistress by the name of Mistress Octavia had received a last-minute high paying appointment with a client and would be having a session with a client in the other playroom.

Mistress Octavia's client would be showing up any moment and Mistress Caroline requested Sara greet the client and seat him in the other playroom to wait for Mistress Octavia who was often running late. She promised if it interrupted our time together, we could have free playtime another night.

Sara apologized and explained her situation.

"I need you to be very quiet. This client is very private. We have to maintain the illusion that you are not here and another session is not taking place. You understand?"

"Yeah I get it!" I told her.

"I have an idea." Sara said.

Sara walked over to the counter and grabbed something. She moved so quickly I failed to see. Sara walked back over to me.

"Open wide!" said Sara.

"What?" I tried to say in response.

Without warning Sara shoved a ball gag in my mouth. She ran the straps around the sides of my face and head and attached them together. She complimented it with a blind fold over my eyes. Suddenly I was in the dark and unable to move or scream.

"Maybe you will get to meet Octavia afterwards so it will not be so bad!" she said as she left the room.

A few moments passed and I could hear murmurs outside the room. I was still restrained to the exam table in a very compromising position and could not do much but wait. Suddenly I heard the door open and the familiar click of heels entering the room.

"What ese these? You get the show start without me?" I heard a voice with a Russian accent.

My first thought was the whole phone call must have been a joke. Sara is doing a Russian character. Her accent was getting better. This is super-hot I am going to play along.

"I am sorry Mistress" I said behind the ball gag.

"You vill be" she said.

"I vill use our old comrade" she whispered as she removed something from the medical cabinet.

I could see nothing only hear the movement of the doors and drawers and her clicking of heels.

"I want you to look in my eyes as I fuck you!" She said fiercely.

She stopped in front of me and removed my blindfold. The woman standing in front of me was not Sara and she was holding a giant butt plug.

"Holy shit!" I screamed behind the gag.

"Nonsense you have taken bigger!" She retorted.

I began to panic. This was one of my hard limits.

This was the other Mistress. She went in the wrong room and thinks I am her client. I tried to tell her, but she could not understand me behind the gag.

The Mistress pushed my legs upward into a position similar to a gynecologist's chair. My legs were in stirrups, and my ass was at her mercy.

"I will be nice these time and use lube." She said.

To my relief, Sara burst through the door. She took one look at me and laughed for a moment before getting serious.

"Mistress Octavia stop scaring my boyfriend, your client is in the other room. He has been waiting forever."

My racing heart skipped a beat and slowly returned to a more normal rhythm.

"How can you like man who enjoys dick in butt?" she said as she clicked out the room.

Looking back part of me wonders if that whole encounter was planned as a joke between Sara and Octavia.

It took a while before Octavia, and her client were finished and by then it was too late to conclude our playtime. We smoked a bong rip or two in the dungeon after everyone left and headed home ourselves.

Chapter 35: Weed Smoking Wanderer