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121. SARAH AND THE SILVER MASTER 1 free porn video
121. SARAH AND THE SILVER MASTER 1
This story promises to be a long saga, and it should be read in order.
I should explain I do consultation work giving assistance with sexual mental problems of a serious nature mostly to women who have hang-ups about guilt. Some I find require actual chastisement, some just consultations.
This case all began with this letter plopping onto my mat one morning (I have withheld her address for professional and security reasons)
Address withheld
For security reasons
Sir
My name is Sarah Lynton and I believe you may have been contacted by a lady called Lyndsay about my particular needs.
(I had had just such a call barely an hour before)
I met Lyndsay at a private house party a few days ago and after having a very revealing conversation about our sexual preferences we quickly realised we had much in common. She very kindly recommended your professional services to me and passed on your contact details.
The reason I am so excited as to contact you Sir, is I believe your ability and experience might help a woman like me overcome many of my long standing guilt issues.
I am a rather curvy 53 year old mature woman, quite experienced sexually but with certain sexual needs that I believe you may be able to help me with.
I live in Brighton and I am married for some years now, to Tom, and although he satisfies my day to day vanilla sexual needs, has a very limited understanding of my true inner desires. He fully accepts my submissive behaviour and desire to obtain gratification by being degraded and punished but is unable to personally administer the sexual "correction" that I so desperately desire to fulfil my life. And although he is unwilling to cause me actual pain himself, he takes enormous pleasure from watching others satisfying my needs in a voyeuristic way.
I have a certain amount of experience in allowing others to fulfil my masochistic desires and gratification but I'm always looking to expand my boundaries with new experienced people like yourself who I understand are true Master of your craft.
I think it`s important to explain to you why I have these desires in my life and what has shaped my sexual behaviour over the years.
When I was very young I lived in the USA and lived a fairly opulent lifestyle, however my parents offered little in the way of parental advice as I was developing into a young woman, I was generally left to my own devices to come and go as I pleased.
When I was just 15 I became friendly with the older son of a family friend called Mike who at 19 was four years older than me. I spent a lot of time with his family as a sort of second home and often visited overnight and weekends. Being a young girl full of ideas not to mention rampant hormones I offered Mike my virginity and we started having sex. I was infatuated with him right from the start and I was flattered with the attention he gave me and gifts that followed even though I was obviously very young and had a very young girl`s undeveloped body.
After a couple of months his father found out we were having sex and rather than becoming angry he suggested an alternative. He called me into his home office and in a very serious tone, made it clear that if I wanted to continue the relationship including their hospitality and generosity then he would have to take a more active role in my sexual experiences.
Being young and naïve I felt I had no choice other than accepting his plans for me and with little thought agreed to take part in a foursome with him and his friends who were all older guys. He told his son that he could either watch or take part if he wanted.
In the next few days everything was organised as Mike's mother was away for the weekend leaving him and his father at home.
A pool party was arranged for the afternoon and some older guys showed up, and instead of being intimidated I enjoyed the attention I was receiving not to mention the free-flowing champagne!
Over the next couple of hours my tender young body was giving pleasure to not only my boyfriend but these four older guys. I was very nervous and apprehensive about the whole idea to begin with, but once I had a couple of glasses of bubbly I started to relax and even let one of the guys remove my bikini revealing my young slender body. I was quite embarrassed by my small breasts but soon overcame my hang-ups once I realised how much pleasure I was giving these guys. Everything seemed to be so easy then, I was relaxed enough to allow myself be taken to the master bedroom where all the guys took it in turn to pleasure themselves inside me.
Did I enjoy it? Well Yes I did...I felt a complete slut but I certainly enjoyed the experience, my boyfriend was so exited he came before he even penetrated me!
Over the next few weeks by consent I took part in group sex always with older guys and by the time I was fifteen and a half I'd had sex with quite a few guys and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. I became "the gift that kept on giving" and I just couldn't say no.
On the second group fuck, one of the guys who I guess was in his sixties was being a bit rough with me, grabbing and pulling my long red hair and groping by small breasts and ass, because I didn't protest, within minutes the other guys started doing the same with one of them slapping me on the ass and my face. I really was beginning to love this, I can`t explain why but it was as if I was empowered and it felt really exiting in the group fucking scenario and I wanted more.
Eventually I moved to the UK and married a good looking but sadistic guy called Greg who very quickly realised the kind of girl I really was and exploited my feelings for his own benefit whenever he got the chance. We were regular members of a swingers circle and I quickly absorbed myself in the company of guys who were prepared to satisfy my particular tastes. Greg and I had long ago fallen out of love with each other but he took enormous delight in sharing me with his friends and strangers alike.
Realizing and accepting the satisfaction I got from being humiliated and violated, I started to look for ways of releasing sexual tension in a new way. I quickly found partners who were willing to experiment and exercise their fantasies with me and started to really enjoy the pleasure and the pain given out in equal measures.
I was regularly abused physically and mentally and went through a period of indulging in "needle play" (which is something I would like to take further with a more experienced Master). I do not have particularly sensitive nipples so found I was the ideal candidate for having surgical needles inserted into my Areola and nipples without too much discomfort. I am particularly keen also to being introduced to flogging on my back, butt and breasts and to experience the use of a leather belt. Though I would want to agree to initial limits though in the first instance; perhaps to no more than 20-25 lashes by either one or perhaps several guys to determine for my master and myself my pain threshold and limits.
I admit some of my behaviour is complex and comes from a strong desire to be punished and atone for my sins if you like, for somehow readdressing the balance of allowing my young body to be used so willingly, although those experiences have always left me with a lasting enjoyment of older experienced guys who enjoy the pleasures of "correcting" a woman for her past sexual experiences.
The reason as I said I am so excited to contact you Sir is your ability and experience in being able to treat women like me in a way that offers professionally mutual pleasure.
My husband wishes to be involved and is eager to learn and understand my needs, and I have so many ideas of what I want to submit to including being flogged, Gangbanged, forced to mate with K9's and so many more pleasures that I'm hoping you can offer me in a the****utic way some relief from my torment and include some sexual enjoyment during the course
Yours
Sarah
Thus I replied quite quickly that I was interested in “discussing her case”, and found her problem both stimulating and fascinating but needed more information in a face to face consultation, that I had been contacted by her contact Lyndsay who had vouched for her and that she could address me as Lyndsay does for professional reasons as `Silver Master.’
However on the next morning a second missive arrived crossing mine in the post before my own reply had hardly been posted!
Hello Sir
Following my earlier letter I would like to beg you if you might consider taking on "my case" as a matter of urgency as I am near braking point with sheer frustration.
I am as I said a female, in a relationship that has a dire need of receiving BDSM type pain thus I understand and I don't expect you to make a commitment solely based on my personal introduction, with this in mind I would respectfully like to suggest that I could visit you in your "practice" to allow you to interview me and if you would be kind enough to continue, allow me to submit to a full inspection and examination for suitability to your course.
I was hoping that you might enjoy the opportunity to explore my curvy body and examine my soft natural breasts, labia and vagina. I would welcome your professional opinion of my suitability as a submissive patient and would particularly welcome an introduction to your particular and very individual methods of control and would beg you to determine my "working limits and boundaries". As you know, as a BDSM submissive I have submitted to short surgical needle insertion in the past and perhaps you might want to include needle insertion, including longer needles into my breasts and nipples as part of your treatment.
One area I have not yet experienced and submitted too is labia violation, though I have watched films in fascination as women have endured to pain of needles pushed through the soft fleshy lips and even being sewn up in an act of full control over them. I wish to allow you to use me at your will and inflict immense but enjoyable pain as part of the treatment.
I implore you to administer hard groping and slapping of my breasts and if it would please you, perhaps you might enjoy "punching" my hanging breasts as a test of my full submission to you. I would definitely wish to submit to being lashed by you perhaps by a leather belt on my back, butt, breasts and nipples but perhaps with a limit to the number of "strokes" on these early session and certainly before I am in danger of passing out after an uncontrolled frenzy unless you wish to continue whipping after I have become u*********s that of course would be your choice.
My body will of course be fully available to you as this is fully consensual and if you want to violate my body with your penis; or if you feel it to be appropriate indeed to allow other men to violate and take me this is of course your choice.
I give you full permission to do as you feel appropriate for my mental well being.
If you wish to inspect me with a speculum and penetrate me with other objects like expanding k9 dildos you have my full permission.
I will make myself available to being gang banged but in that I have caveats. I don't believe I would wish to be abused by more than five or six guys at any one session and would prefer the men to be older (over 60) in line with atoning for my sins and activities as a young girl when I learned to prefer old guys.
I would prefer to be "fitted" with a butt plug during sessions with you as I have little desire to be fucked anally at any time this would also apply to being mated with any nominated men or a k9 at your discretion.
I look forward to you reply in this matter
Yours
Sarah Lynton
In the address (which as a security factor I have withheld) she included an Email address in which medium all further communication have been made.
I replied;
My dear Mrs Lynton,
I have read and re read your two fascinating letters and I have pleasure in saying I shall be honoured to assist with your problems in any capacity I can, offering my humble services both in consultation and later in more practical ways.
I do however feel we need to meet first and from what you have said the sooner the better, I should also wish on this first consultation to meet your husband as well both to reassure you and him of my desire to assist you in this dilemma. I would suggest we meet at a suitable venue, say a hotel midway between Brighton and my home and office here in Alkam. Partly this is just to be on neutral territory for us both and partly to be more convenient to us both on this initial meeting. I am on business in Eastbourne on the 15th of this month and would suggest we all meet at that date at the Royal Hotel where I shall be staying; at shall we say 6 pm if that would be convenient (please e mail a reply if this is so) I am sorry if that`s too sudden being only 3 days away but it rather fits in with my schedule and I feel you are in need of help sooner rather than later.
I signed it S.M. (Silver Master.)
I had a reply within an hour, saying that was ok and she was looking forward to meeting me.
Those three days were busy for me and I got to my hotel at 3 on the afternoon of the 15th, and settled into the room having a rest with some other reports and then her letters to re-read on the rather too comfortable bed till the phone disturbed me at five minutes to six.
The receptionist said there was a couple asking for me at reception and should she send them up. To which I agreed and asked for a bottle of white wine to be delivered at the same time.
There was soon a knock at the room door and I was delivered of the wine, glasses and my visitors in that hotels most efficient way.
I welcomed the couple shaking hands all round and the waiter quickly left giving me a moment to survey the pair.
I introduced myself as Silver master though they could call me `Sir’ she introduced herself as Sarah, and he as Tom, it was formal and shy on their part and I wondered if that was their real names but was happy to go along with it anyway.
She was as she had said about 5`4" tall with copper red to near blond hair, breasts about 38 or 40, carrying a little weight but not over the top, nice if a little nervy smile a smackable arse and aged I estimated about 50 to 55 year old at first glance. He being taller about a year or two older, hansom, blond perhaps just greying hair, both well dressed, her in a cream summer dress, he in a suit. A fairly affluent looking pair, a couple that you would pass in the street of any city, though her smile, her tits and arse would have been worth a second glance to any red blooded male.
They sat and I poured the wine each of us weighing up the other as folk do.
More to break the ice as it where I suggested I made some notes which seemed to settle them both; I asked her age, she answered 53, (I got that right then) her weight, height and general fitness all of which I wrote down on one of my official looking forms, I find it impresses clients. I had her stand flat footed arms raised above her head and measured from her wrists to the floor, the diameter of her wrists and the same of her ankles making that note as well. It looked efficient and my attention to detail obviously impressed her.
We talked of her early years, and why she had this desperate need, me making notes as she and her silent partner slowly relaxed in my presence.
Next I asked him various questions, starting with why he had not used his wife himself, he was fit enough and tall enough, and she was obviously willing to be abused, so why hadn’t he, many men would have jumped at such a chance.
His reply that “though he was willing and eager to watch her being used and abused, it was not in his make up to cause pain, He had no wish to be half hearted, as she would not appreciate that and he felt she needed some professional help.”
I asked if “he would like to learn to abuse his wife`s body, say with a whip or a strap?”
But he said “he had not considered doing so, but it may be a long term possibility!” she looked at him with a quizzical look, and he shrugged his shoulders saying “at the moment he felt bad enough and guilty enough, even perverted enough, just wanting to watch her abused even if she was a willing victim.”
I asked if he realy wanted to attend her sessions, and he affirmed that he realy did, but said “for the more strenuous sessions he wished to be unable to intervene, it was her choice, and her body, but that to atone for his perverted wishes to enjoy her pain, he alone would nurse her back to full health after each of our more strenuous sessions.”
I then asked her to remove her clothing, which after a quick glance at him she stood and did, high heels, off, then summer dress, then tights, knickers and finally her bra, the last two black, expensive and lacy.
I reached for the items and totally ignored her body taking time to read the label`s and note down knickers size 12, and 36f bra though she said she was 38dd really but found this more comfortable.
She stood unable to understand my lack of interest in her well rounded shape.
I had her turn and bend over, checking her rosebud orifice, with a dry finger and saying “I was assessing her arse for a butt plug which I said would be the first thing inserted by me at every session until she asked for it to be discontinued.” But to be sure, that as she was averse to such a procedure, if I was particularly unhappy with her progress in some form, on such occasions it would be replaced by my penis as a punishment.”
She gulped at that but I said “it was not up for discussion and I hoped it would not be necessary at all just the ultimate deterrent.”
I had her stand still naked and silhouetted by the evening light at the window, then called the reception for another bottle of the excellent wine. The knock heralded the waiter once more and I bid him enter telling her to “stay”.
I don’t know if it`s the norm in Eastbourne, but he must have seen her immediately he entered the room, however he never turned a hair, walking to our side table, and presenting the bottle in its ice bucket, then collecting the empty and then making as if to leave.
I asked if he “liked my lady friend?” and he answered that “she was most attractive sir.”
I said I suppose you will tell your friends below stairs of her and that I knew I would have. He said with a blush that he would.
So I said that I doubted they would belive him so he was to place his finger into her, and take on her virginal smell to prove his story.
He thanked me and simply did just that, he walked up to her and fixed her eye`s with his steady gaze, then he simply slid his finger into her sexual canal. She gasped as he took full advantage of the moment then withdrew his hand said “will that be all Sir?” and at a nod from me he removed himself from our presence.
It had all taken less than a couple of minute`s and he had gone, leaving a woman red of face and breathing heavily while still stood nakedly awaiting my instructions.
Ignoring her, Tom and I discussed the best times for them to come for sessions with me and the frequency, money seemed not to be an object and he asked if he could have each session filmed, which we agreed as long as I kept the master copy and he supplied me with film of any homework I may set.
He seemed a nice amenable chap, and the deal was soon done the first session to be at my Alkam `consulting rooms` on the Saturday of the following weekend, the couple staying over Friday 10 am till the Sunday to recuperate.
I called to her to dress, which seemed to surprise her, though I gave Tom her underclothes, saying she did not need them this evening and that she and he were to come into the bar with me before they left, as I felt one or two of the staff may appreciate a look at the lady before she left as word would have been past round by now.
Sarah seemed a little put out by my suggestion and by the fact I had not made a single move to use her sexually, and I knew it was getting to her, so when the tights and dress were replaced I said, “your very attractive Sarah, but you will be more attractive to me next Saturday in my `consulting’ room”, I went on to lead her by the hand with her husband trailing behind to the downstairs bar. Here I ordered myself and Sarah whiskey and sodas and for Tom an orange juice, he being the driver, while we stood in the well lit barroom.
Odd members of staff kept finding spurious reasons to either pass or visit the bar and it was obvious that word had spread. The drinks lasted perhaps 15 minutes, Sarah`s face by now showing a flush at the humiliation she was obviously feeling. As they said their goodbyes she whispered that she had wet legs, and as I had not as yet touched her she was expectant of great things when I did, she kissed me tenderly, Tom shook my hand and they soon drove off towards Brighton, leaving me to return to my lonely room but with much to think on.
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