Joe opened the bag and found typewritten instructions. He had twenty minutes to place on him everything that was in the bag. When he was finished he was to kneel on the floor with his forehead resting on the floor tiles and wait for his Mistress. If he failed to follow these simple instructions his life as a slave would be over before it had started. 'Oh no', Joe thought looking at his watch, 'I've already wasted eight minutes'. He emptied the bag and stared at all the items; things he had only dreamed about. He quickly undressed and placed everything in the trash bag. Next he attached the four leather cuffs. He next reached for the stockings and realized he had to take the ankle cuffs off; he began to panic. He pulled the stockings on and tried to straighten the seams but he gave up due to the lack of time he had. The garter belt went on next and he wasted precious time figuring out how to attach the garters to the stockings. The panties went on next and they felt smooth and cool on his ass; he regretted having the CB2000 on and his cock not being able to enjoy the silky smoothness. He was getting very erect. Next he put on the dog collar and attached the leash. He opened wide and shoved the ball gag into his mouth, he tighten it in the back of his head using the roller buckle. He winced in pain as he caught some of his hair in the buckle. He had a very strong unpleasant taste of rubber in his mouth. Three items to go. He picked up the butt plug. He had dreams of anal penetration but was still a virgin; he was a virgin in every sense of the word. He attempted to shove the plug home but it was causing him pain and would not slide in. Panic set in once more, as he had to take the ball gag off. He spit on the plug and gave it another try. He was able to put it in to the hilt without too much pain. He had a hard time keeping it in; it kept trying to pop out of his anus. He put the gag back in place not catching his hair this time. Next he picked up the nipple clips. He eased one on then the other; pain flared in his chest. It was funny though to feel his cock grow harder. He hoped they would not be on long since they caused him great discomfort. Last but not least he placed the blindfold on blacking out the world. He had glanced at his watch lying on the floor and saw that it was 6:20 on the dot, so he fixed the blindfold in place and knelt on the cold tiled floor. Forehead down he waited for his Mistress. *

The tiled restroom floor was cold and hard. Joe began to shiver waiting for the Mistress. His shivering was as much out of fear and anticipation as it was due to the cold. The nipple clips burned as he waited. The butt plug slipped out a little as he waited. A garter popped off as he knelt down on the floor. His knees ached as the tiled lines imprinted on them. A small amount of drool dripped from behind the ball gag onto the floor. Still he waited. Maybe this is a joke. Then a strong shiver took control of his body as he thought, 'what if one of the cleaning ladies finds me like this'? Just then he heard movement outside the bathroom. Fear gripped him.

The Marias took their time dressing; they wanted Joe to sweat a little. They also wanted to be sure he was ready when they made their entrance. Climbing the stairs was a bit of a challenge to the women. Their legs were not steady with the heels on their feet; neither woman had worn heels much before. They were also nervous about the night ahead. Would they be able to handle Joe? Do they really want a slave? Was this the lifestyle for them? These thoughts filled their minds. They hesitated at the restroom door. As if they were of one mind they answered all their questions with a resounding YES and flung the door open together. Both were wearing confident menacing smiles.

The sight awaiting them melted their hearts and heated up their pussies. There was Joe, their slave, naked (except for the women's underwear) on the restroom floor awaiting them. They were consumed by the power they had over this man. It was the ultimate turn on for both of them. They had decided earlier that they would maintain the charade of Mistress MM for a while longer. Maria M would do all the talking since she was also Joe's punisher. With his blindfold in place he will never know the two of them were there until they wanted him to know. Maria H unzipped the backpack she carried and pulled out rope they had packed as the two dominas walk toward their victim.

Joe nearly wet himself when the restroom door was flung open. His shaking increased; the more he tried to stop shaking the more he shook. The distinctive click of high heels came toward him. It was funny that they sounded out of step; maybe it was the echo in this place he thought. The sound of the stilettos was also a bit of relief to him since he knew the cleaning lady would not be wearing high heels on the job.

"Stand at attention slave. Let me get a good look at you". Joe stood up slowly in the doorway of the toilet stall. Maria M had pull her crop out of the leather backpack and was now swinging it into her open palm. "What a sorry sight you are slave. Maybe you are not worthy of my attention". Joe shook his head no. The butt plug slid fully out of his anus and was trapped by his silky panties. "Be still slave! Don't you understand basic commands?" Her crop flew out and slapped him on his stomach. A muffled yelp escaped to ball gag. This made Maria M very wet; she was going to truly enjoy inflicting pain. Maria H winced at the sharp sound of the slap and felt a little pity for Joe, but she was very turned on by seeing his stocking clad legs. Maria H started tying the rope to D-rings on the cuffs.

Joe's fear washed away as he was stung by Maria M's crop. This was real. This was really happening to him. He was happy and excited. Maria H's gloved hand touched him as she was attaching the ropes to his cuffs; it tingled like an electric shock to him. He had not laid eyes on this woman but he already knew he would do anything for her.

Maria H had tied ropes to all four cuffs. Maria M grabbed the leash that was attached to Joe's collar and pulled him from the doorway of the stall. Treating this man like a dog on a leash gave her a new and powerful thrill; she could get use to this real easy. A fire sprinkler pipe ran just outside the bathroom stalls. Maria M guided Joe under it. Maria H tossed the ropes attached to Joe's wrists over the pipe. "Raise your arms slave", Maria M commanded. Maria H secured Joe's arms to the pipe. Next she wrapped the ropes attached to Joe's ankles around the stall supports. "Spread your legs wide", Maria M barked. Joe's ankles were secured to the stall supports.

Knowing how long the leash was that he attached to his collar, he wondered how the Mistress still held the leash but tied him up too. He tested his bonds and found them tight and strong. He was going nowhere until she decided otherwise.

Maria H stepped back and admired her handy work. The sight of this man in bondage, that she bound, was a sight she had only dreamed of before, but the sight of this bound man in panties that she made him wear nearly sent her over the top. Maria M lightly ran her crop over his body "lets take a good look at you. You do remember you are to be punished for being a filthy pig and jerking off when you were told not to. You were lucky you did not lie to me or we would not be here now. Are you ready to except my punishment, slave?" Not sure if he should move Joe nodded his head yes with just the slightest of movement. "Good, but first we must inspect how you prepared for us, I mean me".