The Academy Chapter 7

Gunther explained the history and all the features of the property. He had an extensive knowledge of everything about the property. It sounded almost like he loved the place.

The inside could only be described as regal! Some of the carpet and furniture were worn and very dated, and they needed to be painted inside. The electrical and plumbing were all updated within the last five years.

The heating and mechanical systems were solid but, as Mitch pointed out, old and not very efficient. There was an electric generator on the property, but it was very old and looked more like a fire hazard.

The lighting inside was elegant and very old. Most of the fixtures would need restoration or replacement. There were, by my count, at least ten fireplaces in the Manor. The patio outside was beautiful but beaten up by the harsh European winters.

Mitch was taking paper notes and thinking out loud. Selina was acting as his assistant putting his notes and thoughts in a tablet. The manor had several dumbwaiters throughout the interior.

The manor had a ballroom on the third floor above the main kitchen with two large dumbwaiters. The kitchens, yes, two kitchens, were a bit dated but still had functional high-end commercial appliances.

The main Kitchen had both a walk-in freezer and a Refrigerator. The pantries in both kitchens were very large and recently refinished with freshly stained wooden shelves and were temperature-controlled.

There were more than thirty bedrooms. Almost every room had a bathroom. There were four Master bedrooms on the first floor. The basement was finished with additional bedrooms, a recreation room, and a large movie theater.

The manor itself was almost like a small city it had everything inside except a pool!

We thanked Gunther for his time and asked him to look at it again in two days before we made an offer. We drove back to Bochum and got dressed for dinner.

Lady Vanessa knew the area very well. We ate dinner at a small family restaurant. From the outside, it looked like a run-down restaurant. The inside was much nicer and the food was great.

We drank German 1878 beer. I had probably the best beef stroganoff I ever had!

The next morning, after breakfast, Lady Vanessa, myself, Mitch, and Selina sat down and started crunching numbers. We could supplement staffing to start from the states and the Academy.

But we were going to need a full staff. We would need at least 20 girls and sissies working at least 10 a shift minimum, just to start. We would probably need a few men as well.

There was a lot to work with. We would definitely need an alternate source of power and a new backup generator a much bigger one than the current one. Flooring needed work so did the mechanical.

The good news was we could get permits and licenses for everything we needed. Gambling was also legal in this area. Mitch explained what we needed to be done immediately to minimize customer inconvenience.

He suggested shutting half of the first floor initially. He said getting the main kitchen and half of the first floor surrounding the kitchen would be best. Then remodel the second and third floors for the girls and large parties.

The closed-off half of the first floor could be done last without anyone noticing. It was amazing watching and listening to Mitch. The man had a plan.

Mitch would be the project manager. He would oversee the renovations while he concentrated on the details. It was doable. Now we had to get the price down.

The property was worth a lot more than 52 million euros. But we didn't have 52 million. We had 15 million, but we needed a lot more, and we had to get the place up and running fast, or the taxes and utilities would kill us in six months.

The following day we met with Gunther again. Lady Vanessa and Mitch explained everything and made a lowball offer of 41 million euros.

Gunther said it was a low-bid offer, but he would take it back to the owner and wait for a response or counteroffer.

We drove back to Amsterdam the next day.

The A-List stepped up their game. We made twelve porno movies and dozens of web videos. We were up to a little over 20 million total in 4 weeks.

The money flowed in steadily but we still needed a lot more. The revenue from Nevada started flowing in, and by the 3-month point since making our offer, we just broke 30 million euros.

We brought Amy and a couple of newer American girls over and they made several movies and web videos. Vanessa paid them well The American girls worked in a stable for 6 weeks when they weren't filming and made large amounts of money.

They stayed an additional 3 weeks and made several more with us girls.

By the time six months passed, we had all the funding we would need. Gunther called us at 7 months and finally had a counteroffer.

49.5 million euros.

Lady Vanessa made a counteroffer of 48 million Euros.

It took another two weeks but Gunther said the owner accepted the offer. Lady Vanessa, Mia, and I drove to Gunther's office in Essen and closed the deal. It took three days to secure the property. Vanessa called Mitch.

Mitch and Selina drove to Bochum the following day and started getting bids to start renovations. Normally, Selina would be at the Academy. However, Selina was educated in business and had a background in construction.

Selina was invaluable to Mitch, plus her presence kept Mitch happy and focused.

Mitch and Selina took the bids for multiple contractors. They went through the property multiple times with local building inspectors and did everything by the book. It took two weeks for everything to be approved.

Selina rented a small house about 15 minutes away near Bochum. The outside of the manor needed a little work but it could wait until the spring rain was over.

The third floor was gutted and was converted into a Salon and Spa. The ballroom was remodeled and modernized to serve as a ballroom nightclub, and a stage was added. There were also working rooms added.

The second floor was divided into working rooms and residential rooms for the girls. Half of the first floor was made into a lobby and greeting area with a nightclub theme with a cocktail area and a pole dancing club.

It took almost 10 months to get the Academy open for business. The local economy was grateful for the revenue our project was bringing in during construction. Crews were working 24/7 on the project. We had over 200 people rotating in and out daily.

Lady Vanessa was asked to join the local chamber of commerce in Bochum. She was very honored to be so well received.

Lady Vanessa, myself, and the A-List were at capacity training new girls for the German Academy.

We initially estimated 6 to 8 months for renovations, but the extra two months turned out to be to our advantage, and when we opened, we were fully staffed and ready for our local private soft open, and the following week was our grand opening.

Mia promoted the German Academy on the web. Reservations started filling up fast.

Unlike the Amsterdam location, we had a mixture of women, sissies, and four men.

The basement was converted into a world-class dungeon with two full-time Futa Mistresses.

The soft opening was a huge success. With Gunther's help, we were able to hire a great security staff, many locals for support staff, and even some local talent.

In a time when money was tight the city of Bochum and the surrounding communities. embraced. The additional revenue the German Academy brought in was well received.

There were some religious protests in the beginning but they quieted down quickly when Lady Vanessa started funding many local youth programs for education and sports.

Stateline Nevada still needed a lot of attention, but slowly, it was improving to Academy standards. None of the girls at Stateline quit. When they realized they would be rotating in and out of Europe their income started growing.

Ms Lane was resourceful and was able to do wonders with the property on the budget she was given. The dungeon was completely redone to Lady Vanessa's specifications. All of the girl's rooms now had light active sound systems with LED lights.

The Lounge and bar area was completely updated. With new furniture, stools and mirrors, and LED background lights for the liquor shelves. The bar itself was refinished. We found out that after the bar was refinished, it was built in solid California Redwood. The pictures of it were beautiful.

Things were looking good. We were on schedule for most everything.

Mia had a couple of friends from Thailand reach out to her. We recruited them we trained and transformed them similar to Mia. One was sent to Stateline, Nevada, and the other to Germany.

Lady Vanessa had them change Citizenship to the Netherlands. They constantly rotated in between all three locations on six-month Visas.

We had a big New Year's Eve party at the Academy. It was for reservations only. The prime minister of the Netherlands and the German Chancellor attended. Our prince showed up. CC, her husband, and Janet attended.

Jacob/Janet came three days before New Year's Eve. We spent the entire time transforming and training her. She was given saline breasts and corseted for 10 days. His transformation was a Christmas gift from her parents. Janet asked her parents for her transformation vacation.

Most of the local chamber of commerce as well as local politicians showed up including the mayor and Chief of police and Fire departments. Several officers and firefighters showed up as well.

We were three hours into our party when trouble walked through the front door.

Ivan Rusik and about a dozen very scary-looking men walked in.

Tina was greeting the guest. She paged Lady Vanessa immediately. She then hit her panic bracelet.

Greetings gentlemen! May I see your invitations? Tina asked

We don't have an invitation! Ivan said in a thick broken Russian accent.

We would like to speak to the owner, please!

I'm Lady Vanessa the owner! How may I help you?

We like to join the party! Said Ivan.

I'm very sorry, but we are closed to the public tonight, and we are already at capacity! Perhaps you could come back another time after January 4th.

I'm afraid you not understand me! I'm not asking!

Our head of Security, Byron, showed up with 15 of his men.

Ivan displayed his gun. Please let us be civil! Ivan said.

Byron spoke into his radio, then stepped in front of Lady Vanessa.

Sir you'll have to leave now! Byron said. He showed no fear in front of the Russian mob boss.

Ivan reached for his weapon and Byron disarmed him. Byron's men all drew their weapons. The chief of police came over.

He flashed his credentials! Is there a problem here?

This man pulled a gun on me! Said Byron.

Not true! This man attacked me! Said Ivan. I have witnesses!

So do I said, Byron.

Moments later dozens of police were coming through the door.

Search them! Said the chief.

Carrying unlicensed firearms is a very serious crime in this country! Said the Chief. Take them away and book'em!

You will be sorry! Ivan said.

No sir! You'll be sorry! Said the chief. As they were led away in handcuffs.

Lady Vanessa, Tina, and Byron all had to make statements that evening. The security video was logged in evidence. The chief called Interpol, and every man had an Interpol Red notice attached to their Identity.

Europol picked them up the next day and transported them to the Hague!

The chief of police later told us that this was an ongoing problem throughout Europe. The Russian mob was moving in on lots of businesses like ours. Extortion was their main business.

The chief also told us that the amount of evidence collected over the years, plus many protected witnesses would be more than enough to put a serious dent in their Western Europe operations. We were relieved we didn't have to stand as witnesses against them.

A month later, Byron and his security team were awarded the Netherlands Civilian Service Award for public service. It was a private ceremony. It was a nice ceremony and a feather in everyone's hat!

Byron was offered a position in the National police. He said he was grateful for the offer but was very happy with his current position.

Lady Vanessa wasn't surprised by the offer and was not surprised when he turned it down. Byron and his team made a lot more money working for the Academy and had better benefits than the police did.

Things started slowing down a little bit with the sissy school. We were only about half full, with men being trained to return to their loved ones. It was kinda a good thing too. We started putting lots of time and money together here for a complete renovation of the Stateline property.

Ms Lane was a valuable asset to our renovation project. She managed to get a lot of local businesses involved. This made the community very happy and started to improve relationships with the community.

Lady Vanessa donated 210 thousand Euros (approximately 200 thousand US dollars) to the local school system tem to fund the Vocational Programs for the high school.

This donation funded the automotive, Food services, health care, Information technology, and cosmetology programs.

We received more five-star reviews from our German Academy. Things were really shaping up nicely.

Lady Vanessa was contacted by several businesses in Thailand that wanted her to invest in an Academy outside of Bangkok. As intrigued as she was she .politely declined. Bangkok, Thailand, had all the right laws in place, but it was just too far away to manage.

We were just getting things where she wanted them. She added a dormitory and a Transformation building to the Stateline facility. They were high-class prefab buildings.

The dorms allowed the girls to live on-site, and there was room for visiting girls from overseas.

The Transformation building allowed men to stay for one or more nights with or without a companion and dress as women during their stay.

The building had a full-service salon available to both men and women. Colonic and massage service center. There were also two private dungeons, a small nightclub, and pole-dancing stages. Pole-dancing lessons were also available.

Transformation customers who stayed two or more nights were taken on field trips to Las Vegas for shopping and a night on the town with escorts.

Customers that opted for our sissy transformation school were given the choice of Amsterdam or Bochum. Long-term transformation services were not offered in the US. It was too big of a risk legally.

Lady Vanessa and I grew very close. We made love three times a day. Every night we'd make love until we passed out. I woke her up every morning with a blowjob. She adored my shrunken clitty and balls.

While it was limp and flaccid it was still sensitive. I wore an open bra with bells on my nipples all the time while working, even when I was dominating clients. All the girls wore the same custom-made bras at work.

Mitch made the bells and chains for each of us. We had a chain attached between our nipples as well.

Mia turned out to be a terrific mentor to our Thai boy recruits. Mia is an absolute doll. She is everything men want in a sissy. She's perky, sweet, funny, very submissive, and extremely forward about pleasing and providing complete satisfaction. She's as girly as any girl could be.

Mia had gotten an infection from a scratch on her scrotum during sex one night. It was an accident.

Unfortunately, the only way to keep it from spreading was to remove her scrotum and her testicles. Doctor Von Klit performed the procedure and also reduced the size of her clitty.

It was a one-inch nub. It barely showed in her panties. Lady Vanessa isn't a big fan of castration. But in Mia's case, it was necessary. It also increased her popularity in her web videos.

I begged to be castrated, but Lady Vanessa said you're a Futa Mistress! Futas have balls! Regardless of size! Vanessa was right! While I was Vanessa's bitch, I was Madame Bree! My clients were my submissives.

My submissives needed me and I needed them. The trust we shared is a very sacred and special bond. Powerful people put their trust in me. They submit themselves to my will.

I return that trust by making them submit themselves to a higher state of consciousness. They give up their power, their will, and, in many cases, their freedom. Whether or not their bondage lasts a few hours or a few days. They do it because they need a balance in their life only we can provide.

They want their limits tested, they require the pain and humiliation and the lack of control. They drop all control of themselves and submit to me for the freedom from responsibility that my dominance provided.

Most people will never understand what kind of freedom resides in serving as a trained professional Mistress. To dominate the rich and powerful. To remind them that their power is fleeting and that getting dominated is their way of balance.

I submit to my Lady Vanessa out of gratitude and respect. I prove my loyalty and commitment with my submission. My love for My Mistress is based on my trust and respect.

She gives me love in all forms. Every strike of her Cat-o'-nine-tails, every face slap, spanking. The torment that I suffer at her hand is from the love she feels for me. She never hit me in anger.

After my punishment is completed. My Mistress caresses my body and shows me the affection I earned by the trust I gave her. It's love like no other. My humiliation is proof of my devotion to my Goddess, my wife, and my lover.

We have all three locations running near full capacity all the time now. We, Lady Vanessa and I decided we should take a vacation. It was summertime. With a business as large as ours, we had to travel a lot.

We flew to Las Vegas and attended the adult entertainment convention at the MGM Grand Hotel and Casino. Ms Lane, Amy, and several girls and sissies were working at a very large booth.

Vanessa and I strutted through the convention in latex catsuits; she was in black, and mine was dark cherry red. We had on corsets; Vanessa's was dark cherry red, and mine was black. My tiny bulge was on full display. We wore 8-inch stiletto heels.

The girls were flirting with the men and women. They handed out brochures for all three of our locations. They sold movies and video demonstrations of all our services. It was a big hit!

We wandered around the convention floor checking out many of the other vendors. Vanessa made several orders for toys, costumes, and some new equipment. I was stopped several times and gave autographs.

We made a few new contacts with people from Taiwan, Korea, and Japan. They were very interested in our sissy school. They were all interested in meeting Mia.

On the second day of the convention, we saw Selina's ex-wife. She was with another woman and they each had a sissy. They had a smaller booth and were promoting themselves as Mistresses.

Their so-called sissies were not the prettiest by any means. Anyone that knew anything about sissies could tell. What made Vanessa angry was the fact they called themselves Mistress for a sissy school business.

While no law says they can't, there is an actual International Society of Mistresses that is worldwide. They were clearly in direct violation of the code shared by our profession.

If someone wants to run a domination studio and call themselves Mistress or Master, that's fine! No one gives a damn.

However if you go beyond that promoting your place as an actual training service, that's a huge problem!

Vanessa and I took several pictures of their booth. I grabbed their broucher and we stepped outside and made a phone call.

That following day in the afternoon My Mistress from Germany and a dozen others showed up. They had a small army of attorneys with them.

The look on Selina's ex-wife and her partner was priceless! Their booth was shut down. They were escorted to a large office in the far back of the hotel out of sight from prying eyes.

While no actual crime was committed, they were in violation of several copyrights. A two hour investigation of their financial records revealed how they screwed Selina out of her initial divorce settlement and were making cheap copies of several international trade marked and copyright materials.

The hotel had no idea, they just rented the floor space. The hotel packed up their booth and removed it from the floor.

It turned out Selina's ex-wife's partner was a con artist and they used our service to force Selina into submission and entry into our Academy.

While the paperwork absolved us from any crime it was clear Selina was conned. Statue of limitations prevented any criminal prosecution.

The door for a huge lawsuit was wide open. The attorneys took our statement and asked us to have Selina the original divorce contract them for additional information.

We spent the night together making as passionate love as we ever had. I love how Vanessa makes love to me after a confrontation like that. It brings out her hard core personality. She rode me so hard it almost felt like a fight, only it was her body that was the weapon. It was a major turn-on for me without all the violence.

The next morning I went to the bathroom and I could barely walk. I did the walk of shame to the bathroom. I was covered in dried cum and sweat from the night before. My makeup was a mess. I took a very quick shower and cleaned my sweet hole with the bidet. I injected myself with lube and proceeded to worship my Futa Goddess Wife.

I started licking, kissing and sucking her powerful thunderbolt between her legs. As far as I was concerned she Zeus! Her pink nightstick was the thunderbolt of the gods!

Vanessa clasped her hands around my head. She moaned my name expressing her pleasure. I sucked her to two orgasms swallowing each load. I kissed her deeply with my profound love and affection. I fingered her to a third orgasm as I licked and sucked on her sweet hole.

Lady Vanessa doesn't like doing it. But this morning was special. She must have felt I earned it.

Come with me darling I have something for you! She led me into the shower and said kneel!

I kneeled to her feet. I know you love this, and even though I don't, you earned it

Vanessa gave me a golden shower.

It was everything I ever dreamed it would be. Her warm urine covered my face, hair and body. I felt like I was being baptized. Vanessa watched me bathe in her urine pride and joy.

Vanessa handed me my toothbrush. While I brushed my teeth in the shower she washed my hair and body. After I was finished she pushed me against the shower wall and fucked me without mercy.

My legs failed me, Vanessa is very strong. She held me up until she orgasmed inside me. She showered above my collapsed body. She kissed me deeply.

Stay here until you get stand. She said.

I must have fallen asleep in shower floor. I woke up when she shut the water off. She lifted me off the floor and dried me off.

I could hardly walk, I collapsed on the bed.

My breathing was shallow my mind was foggy. I drifted in and out of sleep. My body was more fatigued than ever before. Vanessa ravished all my strength out of my body. I didn't think it was possible.

Vanessa picked up a phone 20 minutes later two beautiful women showed up with a wheelchair They put me in a medical gown and robe and took me to the Aveda Spa in the hotel.

I spent the next four hours in their care I was given multiple colonics and long deep tissue massage. They were very sweet to me. They called me their little butterfly, probably because of my tattoos.

They commented on my gape in my ass. I told them the truth. I'm a professional Mistress and professional whore. They asked me all sorts of questions.

What is it like? How much do I make? Do I service men or women? Have I ever been hurt or raped?

I answered their questions honestly. I told a few stories but never mentioned anything about my clients. They couldn't believe how much money I made in a year. I only told them I made 1/3 of what I truly make.

The truth is I make on average over 800 thousand euros a year on average not including tips. Between movies, webcam videos and my very exclusive clients list. I fill in with the stable if we're short staffed. But it hasn't happened in a long time. I did tell them about the reunions some men arranged. I never said who.

The black fraternity visits about every two years. They are very selective of our girls. The A-List is always requested and they hand pick the rest. The last time they visited every girl made over 10 thousand euros for 14 hours of work.

All the girls wanted to party with the fraternity. Those guys were a lot of fun. They were actually all very nice to us.

I told them if they ever wanted to try our State Line location to call me. I could set you up to try it for a couple nights at the Stateline Cathouse. If they were interested after that they would have to make their way to Bochum Germany.

I didn't mention the Amsterdam Academy. We don't train female whores in Amsterdam. We have few women on staff in Amsterdam but they aren't whores. In fact the only whore in Amsterdam without balls is Mia!

Mia doesn't even wear panties at work anymore. Her clitty stays hidden under the shortest skirts now. It's adorable. I still want one like hers but I'll probably have to retire first. As an owner in the business that's not going to happen anytime soon.

I wish I could get an infection sometimes, but my career as a Mistress would be over. I didn't want that, I was good at it.