The Hotel

(Written by Slave B., March 2016)

 

I am driving in my car, following the National Highway towards Amsterdam.  My blood is rushing of pure excitement and I cannot control my mind of about what is going to happen in the coming hours...

It was a week ago that my most divine Mistress Alya wrote me an email.  The email was short with clear instructions...  She was going on a European tour and would visit my Nation’s capital.  Meeting me in the process was on her agenda too.  I was to report myself at the reception desk of the hotel next Saturday at 15:00 sharp.  Those were my only instructions.  There was a warning that I better not be late!  Also, there was a short “P.S.” written at the end of the email:  “Do not dare to cum until next Saturday Slave B.!!!”

So here I am, driving in my car.  I left home early enough to be on time.  Although it is a Saturday, I do not want to find myself caught up in a traffic jam and be late for this life time opportunity!  All kinds of thoughts rush through my mind, but I try to keep calm as I need to focus myself on the traffic.  The highway is getting a bit busier with traffic as I reach the outskirts of Amsterdam.

Soon I reach the exit which will lead to the city center, where the hotel is located.  When I take the exit I know I am getting closer and my heart is pounding like an overcharged turbo now.  Somehow I still cannot believe that I am going to meet my most divine Mistress Alya...

After a few traffic lights, right and left turns I reach the carpark of the hotel.  There is space enough, so I do not need to worry about that.  I am quite early when I arrive and so I still have plenty of time.  I am nervous as hell and my heart is skipping beats of it and so, because I have enough time, I decide to buy something to drink in the lunchroom across the street.

I order a cup of tea, coffee will not help me at the moment and a shot of alcohol will not do the trick either.  While drinking my tea, I check out the newspaper to focus my mind on something else for a moment.  Reading the latest football news will help me to cool down my nerves for a bit, still I keep close watch on the time.

When the waitress notices that my cup is empty she asks if I would like to have something else, but when looking at the time it is better for me to go towards the hotel.  I thank her and pay her before leaving.  Stepping outside in the fresh air, I still have a short moment to enjoy that fresh air to work in on me.  It is the last moment to control my nerves and then I walk towards the entrance of the hotel.

As instructed by my Mistress Alya, I walk up towards the reception desk. The kind lady behind the desk says "Hello!" to me and I tell her that I am here to see Miss Alya Ivanova.  The lady nods and hands over an envelope.  I thank her and while walking away from the desk, I open the envelope.  There is a little card in it, together with a key card.  The little card reads: “Go to room 1201, open the door with the key card and go in!!!”  I take the elevator to the 12th floor and when the elevator doors open I notice that I am on the top floor of the hotel.  There is only a small and short hallway that leads to one door.  The door to room 1201.  I open the door with the key card and walk into the room, only to notice that there is nobody else there but me...

When I look at the desk, I see that there is another envelope with my name on it.  I open the envelope, only to see that there is another card in it with instructions:  “Get naked and kneel on the floor with your face towards the door!!!  Then...Just wait!!!...”

I take off my clothes and then I kneel with my face towards the door.  While doing this a sudden thought of reality rushes my mind.  What am I doing?  I am the only one here and I just got myself naked, kneeled towards the door?  Where is Mistress Alya?  And what if somebody else opens the door and sees me here like this?...I am on time, am I not?...  Troubled by these thoughts I still keep on sitting naked towards the door...  Then, suddenly, I hear a sound on the other end of the door and then the door opens...

Then I see right away!  It is my Mistress Alya who enters the room and she immediately takes my breath away!  Although her amazing body is covered by a long leather coat, I still can admire her beautiful long blond hair and pretty face.  Straight away she looks at me with her enchanting hazel eyes, penetrating my soul with the first look.  I can see she is wearing leather gloves which disappear under the sleeves of her coat.  When I take a glimpse down I can see she is wearing her black and red high heels.  Her feet are covered with nylon, but I cannot see if it is stockings or pantyhose as her divine legs disappear under the coat as well.  I look up at her right away again, right in those soul penetrating eyes.  My Mistress Alya stops right in front of me and she shows me her strictness without hesitation...

“Are we not forgetting something slave!!!  Assume the position to welcome your Mistress.  Get low and kiss my shoes!!!  I grant you a real life encounter with me and you already forget the basics, how pathetic!!!”

I indeed was stunned by all what just happened, but without any complaint or hesitation I get down to her shoes and start to kiss them right away...

“That is much better Slave B.  Good to see that you know your place!!!  Now are you ready for your verdict and fate?  I do not have endless time and I am so fucking ready myself to dominate the hell out of you that I want to start right away!!!”

While still kissing her shoes, I confirm with a loud:  “Yes, my most divine Mistress Alya!!!”

“Good” my Mistress says...  “Now, crawl to the door, close it and come back into position to hear what I am about to say!”

I do as ordered and after closing the door, I get back into position at Mistress Alya’s feet to hear her verdict...

“So you better be ready for what I am going to do to you in this real life session Slave B.  You better consider it to be a huge honor that I want to meet you!!!”

I answer with a "Yes Mistress!", but she kicks me in the face...

“I did not say you could speak slave and I certainly did not asked you to answer me!!!  Keep your mouth shut and listen to what I have to say!!!  I have big plans for you Slave B. – and I first want you to hear them!!!  Is that clear???!!!”

Now I answer, with a firm:  “Yes, my most divine Mistress Alya!!!”  Then she continues...

“Good!  You are well known with our many intimate email conversations in which you share so many fantasies with me.  You write me about all that worshipping and devotion.  You write me about all the pain and punishment you can take for me.  Hell, you even want to suck my strap on and be fucked in your ass like a little bitch!!!”

The words of my Mistress Alya are striking me like never before.  Her voice is so strict and clear.  Still kissing her shoes, I cannot help it that my cock is starting to get hard from this...

“But both you and I know that you have one ultimate desire, now is it Slave B.?  I exactly know what you really want to experience with your Mistress now is it slave?  As my property there is still one thing that I did not allow you to have happen, now is it Slave B.?”

Once more I confirm to my Mistress, knowing that she is speaking about the one thing I desire the most...

“Well take a look around Slave B.  Do you see any torture tools here?  Look at me too – and do I look like I want to be worshipped right now?  Think twice Slave B.!  Because I am fucking horny and I want you to do something about it!!!”

In one movement Mistress Alya kicks me against the back of the bed and takes off her leather coat.  Now I can see all that she was hiding under the coat.  She is wearing her tight black leather body with the red trim, laces and three way zipper, which runs from her stomach to her lower back.  Her gloves are the studded ones, which reach to her elbow.  And to complete the outfit with the red and black shoes, she has chosen to wear a pair of super soft nylon seamless stockings, which are caressing her divine legs all the way up to her hot thighs...

“Like what you see Slave B.?  You must like it, as I can see that cock of yours is getting harder and harder, only to spasm and bulge for your Mistress!!!”

My Mistress Alya reaches for a pocket in her coat and then takes out some ropes...

“So Slave B.!  These are the only toys I have with me.  The only thing I need to do is to tie you to the bed and then the session will start with you being my sex slave!!!  Is that not what you always wanted to happen, of course I know that that is your most desired dream and now it will come true!!!”

With these words my nerves strike me again!  Even a sudden amount of fear strikes me!  Being the sex slave of my Mistress Alya is my biggest dream, but I know what it takes, as my Mistress has told me that many times before!  Also, she did not allow me to cum in the whole last week.  My balls are full of cum and I am already rock hard and precum oozing.  What if I just cum on the spot and I fail my Mistress?  Then all will be over and she will forever banish me from her Queendom for sure!

“Hahahaha, you did not expect this to happen, now did you?  And you have your balls full of cum and your cock is already so hard and precum oozing!!!  Hahaha, you will have to endure what I am going to do with you Slave B.!!!  And you better do not cum without permission, if I would ever give you permission.  Now let me tie you up to the bed!!!”

Before I knew it my Mistress has kicked me up on the bed, restraining me with my arms and legs wide, unable to move...  My cock keeps on spasming and bulging, but my Mistress Alya has the perfect way to keep my cock in check.

“Let me tie your cock and balls up as well. Just as in my Ultimate Test videos!  Am I not kind?  This cock bondage will prevent it from cumming without my permission.  Too bad such a bondage hurt like hell, but hey...  Are you not happy that you do not have to focus on not cumming?  Because I really want you to focus on what is coming next!!!”

And I better focus myself without any delay, as my Mistress Alya joins me on the bed.  She squats right above my face, giving me a full view of her upper body.  She presses her leather covered midsection against my face, making the zipper scratch my skin – and then:

 

NOTE:  The rest of the story is for members only due to the graphic sexual content.

Readers ending note:  This story was written by direct order of my most divine Mistress Alya.  Eventually it is also based on one of my biggest fantasies about her.  This story has an open ending to leave room for possible sequels.  Thanks a lot for reading.

Slave B.

Property of The Russian Fetish Queen Alya.

 

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