Blog : Silvia and the Old Master Part 1

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2/4/2024 3:22 pm

Silvia and the Old Master Part 1

My name is Arthur Short consequently my friends call me “Lofty”, not very original but it’s used with affection so I don’t mind at all. I’m 73 and have been retired for almost seven years, live alone and yearn for some female company. I tried a few on-line dating sites looking for women in my own age bracket and actually met a few and quickly found that there were good reasons why they were without men but I won’t dwell on that. I came across an on-line bdsm flirting site and signed up as a sub and had little success on there because the so called<b> dominant </font></b>women had little clue as to what they needed to be doing and had no imaginations either. More than half admitted that they were really subs and wanted me to switch, I did myself proud and wrote some really good imaginative scenes even if I do say so myself. The usual reaction was “that was great what are you planning to do to me next?” no feedback or thanks and it was costing me money to do this and there was nothing coming my way so I got out of there. Back to the drawing board – I decided I’d become a Dom instead. Never having tried it before I didn’t know where to start so I trawled through the internet and actually found a how-to-be-dominant-guide and to my amazement found that I was already!
“A Dom should be a father, an older brother, a guide, a protector, a teacher. A Dom should always have the best interest of the Submissive at heart.” I had been all of those but had dished out spankings only as a father (some of my students were bigger than I was). Figuring it’s not a big step to move on to spanking a grown woman if that’s what she wants I re-identified myself and the applications came flooding in. Again there were sharks swimming in this water too, women claiming to be in countries a long way off and who wanted the price of an air ticket to be relocated to me in exchange for the promise of eternal servitude. Most of these came from the other side of the Atlantic although a few came from other places too.
Then three months ago I struck gold when I discovered a young Dutch sub called Silvia who just loves the humiliation of being groped by and sucking off groups of guys, the more the better, young or old it didn’t matter much but she did tell me that she liked the extra humiliation of sucking off men older than her grandfather. She loves to be exhibited in public too. After a month or so of emails and some weekend visits she moved in with me.
This particular evening I sent her to the bathroom to douche both her holes then fitted her new metal collar, put her over my knee and gave her a hard hand spanking just to reinforce my authority. When her rear end had a nice glow on she put on a short skirt, no panties and a very thin almost see-thru top and off we went to my local bar. As we walked in two of my farm worker friends standing at the bar spotted the skinny top and collar and their faces broke out in big grins when they realised she was with me. I sat her at a table and went to the bar to get our drinks and came in for some good natured banter about me having such a young hot chick and how lucky I was.
“You’ve seen nothing yet.” Said I. “She’s not wearing panties and if you keep your eyes open you’ll get a free shot.” and walked back with the drinks. The word must’ve been spread along the bar because when I looked up there were a few more expectant faces staring my way. I reached out and pushed a couple of beer mats onto the floor, looked at Silvia and told her to turn her back to the bar and pick them up. She didn’t hesitate, she knew those men were watching and she was centre-stage so taking her time she looked up and smiled at them and slowly bent down giving every guy in the place a free shot of both her freshly flushed holes and her glowing buttocks. She stood up and put the beer mats back, sat down again and looked to me for approval.
“What a good little slut you are now stand up turn your back to the bar and lie across the table“. She did and I signalled the guys to come on over. They looked a bit curious until I told them she likes to feel rough old hands on her most tender parts and to help themselves. They did! She had rough farmer’s fingers sliding along her slit to collect lubrication and there was plenty, it was flooding out of her she must have been really turned on. She winced a bit when a rough finger penetrated her ass but two up her love tunnel didn’t bother her at all. When they’d all had a go I told her to get down on her knees and for the guys to form a semi-circle. I am not joking here, she blew each and every one of those fellers and didn’t spill a drop. What a good little slut. Somebody looked at a clock and declared he had to leave ‘cos his wife was expecting him home for supper, others followed but two had eaten already so I invited them back across the road to my place for some more fun with Silvia.
I restrained her against a wall, her arms high above her head and got out my new flogger to try it out for the first time. I soon worked up a rhythm and was going well when she started to make a noise. I couldn’t have that, I live in a first floor apartment and my neighbours don’t want to be disturbed by a moaning slut so I went to the laundry hamper and got one of my dirty tennis socks and shoved it in her mouth. I let the guys try out the flogger for a while but she’d already cum twice and her back was starting to look a bit raw so we stopped, took her down and carried her into the spare bedroom. With her wrists and ankles tied to the headboard her holes were nicely exposed. I greased the vibrator and shoved it into her ass as deep as I could get it without letting go. After a while she started to tremble and then shudder as her orgasm peeked; she was thrashing about as much as she could within the limits of her restraints. I switched off the vibrator and let her calm down before pulling it out and leaving her asshole wide open. I lit a candle and poured the hot wax over her clit, into her slippery crevice and that gaping ass hole. Back and forth I went and let the guys light their own candles. We dropped wax on her nipples down her belly along her thighs and about filled her holes before she had a major orgasmic fit. It was beautiful, she squirmed and wriggled and moaned. We put lighted candles in each of her holes then turned off the electric light, she didn’t need it she could see by candle light, closed the door and left her. I poured three glasses of scotch and we celebrated our evening’s fun. Eventually the guys said they wanted to go back to the bar and catch the big game on TV and show off their photos of Silvia so they left. I finished my scotch and returned to the spare bedroom only to see Silvia with her eyes wide open in terror as the candles had burned right down to stumps and would soon start burning her tender flesh. I leaned over and took them out of her. It’s not easy to remove cold candle wax from human flesh, you can’t just wipe it off it’s not like a stain that’ll come off with a wet cloth. Solution - use a flogger! The tails spread out on impact and the wax flies off a treat. I cleaned her nipples up quickly enough but her cunt and ass hole were not so easy. I’d used red candles and I was lashing at her snatch with the flogger but the red just wasn’t going, must’ve been the scotch but eventually I realised that the red was her skin. I untied her, she was just dead weight exhausted from all the pleasures forced upon her that night. I ran a nice warm bath and slipped her into it and washed her off gently with a sponge. A master must look after his sub always; they’re valuable merchandise. After drying her off I slipped her into my own bed, hers was a real mess, and she was asleep in an instant. So much for the fun I had planned!


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