Everything that occurs in this story is consensual and all characters are over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy reading.
During some of the weird and wonderful encounters I seem to come across in my day to day mad existence I had been introduced to a dominatrix, the Goddess Athena. We had been chatting for a week or so and had discussed some of the things I was into, others I wouldn't mind trying and how far I might be prepared to go along those lines and in the end we arranged to meet. This was the first time I'd really encountered a BDSM scenario other than tame playtime in couples so I decided to make my best impression and dressed up for her in my best blue suit and smart shoes. I walked up to the door of a very normal looking and unassuming terraced house and feeling slightly nervous knocked to announce my arrival.
Those nerves soon dissipated when the door opened and stood before me was a stunning Goddess over six feet tall in her black PVC, thigh length, stiletto heeled boots. I entered and was immediately struck by her beauty, at the top of her smooth perfect legs she wore a black leather mini skirt, allowing my eyes to keep tracing her form upwards a black bra with metal spikes all over and she wore her medium length blonde hair tied back in a pony tail. She invited me to follow her upstairs and as I did I could catch glimpses of the very top of her beautiful legs and the curve of her cheeks as in awe I allowed myself to be led.
I was shown into her playroom, the walls were painted red and lined with many examples of erotic equipment, toys, and clothing. I remember imagining that this must be where fantasy artists and writers get their inspiration for their impractical female warrior costume designs. On one wall was a St Andrews cross with straps to tie wrists and ankles to, hung on a rack next to this was an extensive range of riding crops, leather paddles, wooden paddles, spiked paddles and whips.
The far wall has a full length mirror and shelves full of toys from various different sized butt plugs to dildos small to large some brightly coloured and some very realistic looking. Around the room were seats and PVC padded furniture in every conceivable shape for activities that required some degree of support that were somewhat intriguing as to their uses. Finally there was a raised bench padded again with black PVC and with metal framework supports at each corner with more restraints attached.
The Goddess Athena indicated a stool and instructed me to remove my clothes and to be kneeling and facing the bench upon her return and she left me alone. After another brief glance around the room I disrobed leaving my shoes beneath the stool and my clothing folded neatly on top, I then followed her instructions and knelt before the bench, naked and with my hands behind my back patiently awaiting Athena's return.
It wasn't long before I was rewarded with the sound of her heels clicking on the wooden floor, I heard the door open behind me and her steps approach stopping behind me. My heart rate had increased and jumped even higher when, after a brief pause a riding crop gently slapped my left shoulder, she traced the line of my neck and jaw with its leather tip and, as she leaned forward, bending right over me the crop slid down my chest, over my heart and just stopping at the tip of my hardening cock. I could feel the metal spikes of her bra teasing the top of my head and she asked if I was ready.
"Yes Goddess." I responded.
"Good pet." she purred punctuating each word with an additional tap from her crop. Athena straightened up slowly dragging the crop back up as she did crossing over my chest and gently, but still firmly, tapping my right cheek with it before laying it on the bench before me.
Her booted foot swung across in front of me, her legs now spread my Goddess looked down at me and with her hand under my chin she gently pulled my face up to gaze up at hers, noting as she did this that at the top of her long, smooth legs, under her miniskirt she wasn't wearing anything. From this vantage point I had the most tantalising view of her petite, smoothly shaven, tight, perfect pussy.
"Now let me see your tongue." I obliged eagerly.
"Good pet." again the crop tapped my cheek, and with the taste of leather the tip came to rest on my stuck out tongue, I hadn't even seen her pick it back up. With a tap the crop was again lifted.
"Now you may touch my legs"
I brought my hands from behind my back to touch her flawless, smooth legs. I moved my head towards a leg, tongue still out to taste her skin and kiss her beautiful legs, the crop swiftly returned to stop me. Each word again punctuated with a tap of the crop,
"Ah, ah, ah, eyes on me." I resumed touching her immaculate legs whilst gazing longingly up, my mouth open, tongue out starting to drool. Eventually Athena lifted one leg up, placed the sole of her boot on my shoulder with the heel pressing into my chest.
"You may kiss my boot as you remove it." I was instructed and I did as directed, kissing and worshipping the PVC boot of my Goddess. Sliding my hand along to the zip and pulling down to free her perfect, petite foot. My hands glide back up her smooth leg, I felt excited that I would finally be allowed to kiss the pristine skin of my Goddess'. I moved my lips towards her calf and the riding crop swiftly stopped me.
"Look up at me, mouth open, tongue out."
Goddess Athena removed her foot from my shoulder and brought her foot to my mouth, she slid her toes over my tongue and pushed her big toe into my mouth. She removed her toe then started to push harder back into my mouth, stretching my mouth wide I managed to fit more in as she pushed as deep as she could. When her toes were pulled out again she slid the foot upwards on my tongue all the way to the heel whilst rubbing the sole of her foot, damp with my spit on my face. Her foot removed she placed it back on the floor then lifted her other, still booted foot into the other shoulder and told me to repeat the same process. Again I kissed the boot of my Goddess as I unzipped it and pulled free her leg and foot.
Once more the crop returned me to my position of reverence waiting for the opportunity to worship the other foot of my Goddess, which was duly brought to my mouth. She pushed her toes more forcefully than before into my open mouth and continued to rub her foot across my face while my tongue tasted the whole sole. My Goddess removed her foot from my attention and placed in back on the floor.
"Hands behind your back again." Was the command, I did as instructed then; "you may close your mouth."