The girl who answers the door is hot, hot, hot. She has cuffs on her wrist and ankles, is collared and plugged, and has evidence of a recent spanking. She's pleasant and professional but her job is simply to get visitors ready to see the mistress.
She starts with the enemas. Big and hot and soapy. After three she decides things are clean enough, but the protocol is that the last enema needs to be four quarts and held for ten minutes. Whether that's the fourth or eighth is really up to the client.
The last enema is followed to a plug. Then to the other room and up on the table. Head down, butt up, well tied. And a blindfold, one of the good ones that actually blocks light.
Then the paddling. Long and thorough. Really, it seems, more than necessary.
Then the wait. Maybe ten minutes. Maybe an hour.
The mistress comes in. Calls over her girl. Tells her spanking is woefully inadequate. Sound of crop on bare skin inescapable. Even blindfolded it is clear she's being genuinely punished. Told to do it again right. She clearly doesn't want the crop again. This paddling is nearly unbearable.
After another wait the mistress notes that he is finally ready. Alas, it is for the hairbrush on an already on fire ass. The ropes keep squirming down but she gets tears.
Finally the plug comes out. Her strap on is big and she knows how to use it. It's a pegging for the record books.
As I am getting dressed her girl tells me the rule is that new clients must come once a week for a month or they are never welcome back again.