First Time with Mistress Eli

Note: Hi all, this is my first ever erotic story, please, let me know what you think!

Alex’s hands felt clammy and were slightly trembling as he reached for the doorbell, he knew that once he pressed that button he would be hers for the next two hours.

Faintly hearing the doorbell chime from within his heart sunk, this is it he thought, his fantasy would finally become reality.

Within seconds Alex heard the sound of heels clicking up a set of stairs getting closer to the door. The door swung open and there she stood, looking down at him from her six foot four frame, granted the four inch heels supplemented the height difference.

Alex raised his head to look at the imposing, olive-skinned Italian goddess before him, she was clad in a beautiful black silk dressing gown ending slightly above her knees obscuring what she was wearing underneath, but doing nothing to hide her perfect hourglass figure.

Noting the hint of red peeking out from the black Louboutin heels that adorned the pair of feet that he had spent many a night looking at and pleasuring himself to from the pictures on her website.

His breath caught in his throat when he reached her face, and the playful smile that made him feel trapped, Alex’s nervousness started turning into excitement.

Alex was staring into her dark, almond shaped eyes before coming to when he heard her speak, “Welcome, please, come in.” She said in a slightly accented voice and stepping aside with that same playful smile across her full lips, pulling the door with her to allow Alex through.

“Uh… Hi, thank you.” Alex replied clumsily, feeling his cheeks burn he stepped past the threshold. As he passed her he could smell the faint scent of vanilla scented perfume, it made his knees feel weak.

Hearing the door close behind him, she quickly walked past him, filling his nose once again with the scent of vanilla. “Follow me.” she said, her tone commanded nothing other than obedience, with that Alex started down the stairs, following her, each step he felt his knees wobble at the nervous excitement coursing through him.

Letting out a small sigh of relief once they reached the bottom of the stairs, grateful his knees didn’t give out while on his way down. She led him through another door and they stepped into her dungeon.

Alex couldn’t believe it, his eyes drank in his surroundings. The walls were adorned with all sorts of instruments; paddles, canes, riding crops, gags, reels of rope, bars to restrain arms or legs and many things Alex wasn’t even sure what they were.

The space on the left side of the room was dominated by two pieces of furniture — a spanking bench with armrests and leg rests to restrain someone to facing a mirrored wall, and a gynaecologists-style chair with stirrups and arm and body restraints.

The opposite side, setup was a large, four poster bed with a cage built in underneath the bed. The strong metal posts coming up from the bed all interconnected to create a box frame around the bed, allowing one to be restrained all sorts of ways.

Alex turned his attention back to Mistress Eli, as she stood there he could get a better look at her, he noticed the beautiful silken black hair that cascaded down her shoulders, the playful, dark eyes and those perfectly sculpted cheekbones. Her full, plump lips had been painted with a sexy dark lipstick, adding to the contrast of her flawless olive skin.

Although she was still clad in the silk gown, Alex couldn’t help but notice the gentle rise and fall of her obviously large bosom, only a tiny bit of cleavage showing. Once again her beautiful voice rang out and brought him out of his trance. “The tribute, please.” ensnaring him in her intense gaze. “Oh yes, of course.” Alex hastily replied, fumbling the zip on his jacket pocket and pulling out the envelope of cash, reaching out and placing it into the hand of Mistress Eli.

“Thank you.” She said in that sultry voice again, “the bathroom is down that hall to the left. You are to remove all your clothing, relieve yourself, quickly shower and come back out on all fours and crawl back down the hall. Do you understand?” She questioned.

“Uh yeah, sure.” Alex stammered back, the glare he received from Mistress Eli was enough for his mind to wake back up “Yes Mistress” he corrected himself and sheepishly started for the bathroom.

Once inside, Alex began to disrobe — the excitement creeping back into nervousness as he stepped into the shower and turned the water on. He quickly washed himself, despite him having done so before leaving to come here, determined to follow Mistress Eli’s commands.

Now doubly clean and dry, Alex lowered himself to his knees and reached for the handle to leave the bathroom. Crawling out into the hallway, thankful that it was warm in Mistress Eli’s dungeon, he could feel his manhood sway with each movement, he was getting excited.

Mistress Eli was waiting for him as he entered, feeling his cheeks burn once again at the humiliation of crawling naked towards this beautiful woman, he couldn’t help but also feel his manhood start to swell with arousal.

“Kneel in front of me, slave.” Mistress Eli commanded, from reading her site extensively, Alex knew that Mistress Eli was extremely strict, you followed her orders without question, lest you face the consequences.

“Stare down at my feet.” within seconds Alex was knelt with his face inches from Mistress Eli’s feet. “Worship my heels while I explain what is going to happen.”

This was it, “Yes Mistress” Alex replied, failing to hide the excitement in his voice, lowering his head to the heels encasing her feet. He could smell the leather of the designer heel as he gently pressed his lips to the material.

Alex was in ecstasy as he worshipped the Mistress’s shoes, her voice again partially taking him out of his trance.

“Now in our correspondence you mentioned you enjoy the following; humiliation, bondage, corporal punishment, foot, leg and arse worship, pegging, facesitting and you wanted to try watersports, correct slave?” Mistress Eli asked.

“Yes Mistress, thats correct.” Alex replied once again feeling his cheeks flush as he returned to his task.

“Good, start kissing the top of my foot.” She commanded, Alex happily obeyed, his cock getting hard as he pressed his lips to her exposed skin. “Make your way up my leg, slowly, slave! Savour every inch.” She said seductively, as she untied and removed her gown throwing it to the side.

From his position he could not see what Mistress Eli had been hiding underneath that gown, his excitement grew with every kiss and lick and Mistress’s legs.

As Alex took his worship higher up he could see what she was wearing, a black latex leotard that was both crotchless and had cutouts that exposed her full natural breasts. Alex’s breath caught in his throat, his cock leaking pre cum on the floor. “Do you like what you see, slave?” Mistress asked seeing the wide eyed young man looking up at her in awe.

“Yes Mistress, you are beautiful.” Alex replied in a shaky voice. His eyes roaming all across her body, her breasts were large, a proud 32 D, with light tan, pierced nipples. Her pussy was immaculately trimmed, the black hair forming a wide triangle above her clearly moist slit.

“I see you looking at my pussy slave, only extremely good and well behaved slaves get to worship that. We will have to see how you get on.” She said with a smirk,

“Now would you look at that you’ve made such a mess on the floor!” Alex looked down t to see that he had indeed amassed a small puddle of precum underneath him. Feeling the heat rise in his cheeks he looked back up at Mistress Eli.

“Get down there and clean up your mess slut. I want you to lick every bit of it back up.”

Alex’s heart rate was racing, yet as if almost by second nature he responded immediately, “Yes, Mistress.”

Alex reached out with his toungue and lapped up a large scoop of pre cum, it was not the first time he had eaten his pre cum, he had eaten that and his own cum often. But being commanded to do it by Mistress Eli made his cock ache.

“Good boy” Mistress Eli’s voice purred as he rose back to his knees in front of her, feeling oddly proud by the praise. “Now slut, time for you to show me your worth, I want you to worship my arsehole.” The words repeated over and over in Alex’s head. The statuesque Italian’s ass had clearly been sculpted through hard work in the gym and was large yet beautifully toned. Mistress Eli bent slightly to expose her small rosebud hole, Alex’s breath caught in his throat as he inched his face closer.

Practically hearing the smile on Mistress Eli’s lips as she said “Take a good, deep inhale of it slut. This is where you belong, on your knees worshipping me.”

Alex happily obliged, wanting to impress his Mistress, he inhaled deeply from her backdoor, it only added fuel to his ever-growing arousal.

“Now. Lick, slave. Taste my hole.” She commanded.

Alex wasted no time in softly dragging his tongue around the rim of her beautiful arsehole — savouring every second. Driving his tongue in as far as it would go, then returning to licking the rim.

Hearing the soft moans and ever so slightly ragged breaths of this Goddess as he had his head in between her beautiful cheeks only spurred him on more. He worshipped her hole as if his life depended on it.

Mistress Eli then stepped forward, bringing Alex out of his trance — he had no idea how long he had been there, he could have spent the rest of the day there if allowed. The puddle below his cock was even bigger than the previous. Chuckling, Mistress Eli commanded him once again to clean his mess.

“Crawl over to the bench, bitch.” Mistress said sternly, that playful smile once again on her lips. Alex could feel the strand of pre cum leaking out as he crawled over and got up onto the bench, all nervousness gone, all he wanted was to please his Goddess.

Once his arms and legs were in place, Mistress fastened the straps, securing him. The bench faced a mirrored wall — allowing Alex to see what she was doing.