Chapter Six

My first session as Sebastian’s new model was set for a few weeks later and proved to be far from arduous work.

The bed where the girls had posed and performed had been replaced by a low couch on which I had to recline like a weary warrior after a day in battle, my sword dangling from one hand and wearing nothing but a pair of Roman sandals laced up the calves and a loin cloth that barely covered by groin.

At my feet was a classical helmet and a large bronze shield that was in the ancient style, more fanciful than functional I guessed.

For the first few days Sebastian worked behind the canvas, sketching in charcoal and then adding the first daubs of paint, occasionally making conversation but generally working in almost complete silence, a look of intense concentration clouding his dark handsome face.

It was the fourth day that he finally looked up from his work and said: “Look old chap, this isn’t quite right. Can you do me a favour? Take off the loin cloth – let’s see if it works any better with you completely naked.”

I threw the slither of cloth to one side and settled back into my pose.

“Ah yes, that’s the beast I remember,” he smiled. “That’s looks like the sort of weapon a man of war might do some damage with.”

Then, as he set to work once more, he started to talk, telling me the story of his first sexual experience – presumably, I guessed, to ensure my cock lost none of its power to impress as he captured it on the canvas.

“I was a lad of around 15,” he recalled. “I was home from school for the holiday, living back in my old room on the nursery corridor, taking absolutely no notice of my younger sister’s governess, Fraulein Gerda, until the day I was passing her room and heard her cry.

“The door was open and I saw her collapse backwards onto a couch in what looked like some sort of faint.

“I ran in and leaning over her, asked if there was anything I could to assist.

“Her eyes fluttered open and she whispered: ‘It must have been the heat. Perhaps if you loosen my blouse just a little it will help.’

I fumbled with the buttons and pulled the blouse open to reveal snowy white breasts under a thin chemise, the pert pink nipples barely hidden by the decorative lace.

“I was about to step back, suddenly aware of an unexpected bulge between my legs, when she again whispered: ‘Feel my pulse Master Sebastian. I fear I may be having a palpitation.’

“I would have taken hold of her wrist, as I had seen old Dr Elliot do when he visited us in the nursery, but the Fraulein grabbed by hand and put it on her left breast.

“My fingers instinctively stated to exert just a little pressure on that pert little dumpling and I could feel my young todger straining against the fabric of my trousers but just at that very minute we heard my sister running along the corridor and Fraulein Gerda made a miraculous recovery, leaping to her feet and re-arranging her blouse with such speed that by the time Georgina burst into the room, there was no indication of the scene hat had just played out – apart from the dull ache in my balls.”

Sebastian looked up from his work, clearly delighted to see that his story was having the desired effect on my manhood that now stood to attention, just he way he wanted it to.

“Nothing was said between us and for the next few days three was no suggestion that things might go any further,” he continued.

“But then, the following week, when my sister had gone into town with old nanny, I was again walking down the corridor when I heard the same cry as before and, running straight into her room, I found Fraulein Gerda, collapsed on her bed, wearing nothing but a flimsy see through wrap over her corset and lacy chemise.

“But the most striking effect was that although she was wearing white stockings held up by garters decorated with tiny pink rosebuds, she was wearing no drawers and as she had fallen onto her bed, the wrap had billowed open so that I could now see her pussy, pink and glistening under a neatly trimmed bush of dark curly hair.

“I went over to the bed and, without awaiting instruction, undid the bow of her wrap and pulled it back.

“‘Oh yes, Master Sebastian,’ she murmured. ‘I need air again, Loosen my stays just a little.’

“My fingers trembled with excitement as I unfastened the top three hooks and pulled back the lace of her chemise so that, for the first time, I got the chance to see the breasts completely exposed, her pink pert nipples standing erect and responding to the light tough of fingers that couldn’t resist the urge to touch.

“‘Yes Master Sebastian,’ she purred. ‘You come to Mutti now like good boy.’

“And without further ado she pulled my head down and directed my mouth onto her left nipple.

“‘Suck, suck, mein darling boy,’ she whispered. ‘Suck Mutti’s tit like a good boy.’

“Needing no further encouragement I began to feast on those delicious twin mountains of pleasure, slobbering over the nipples, taking first one and then the other in my mouth, sucking as hard as I could while my hand went down and felt the curls around the opening to her cunt, then for the first time experiencing the pleasure of warm female juices on my fingers as I probed into the welcoming opening.

“At the same time, Fraulein Gerda had unbuttoned my shirt and managed to divest me of trousers and underwear, taking hold of my todger and giving me a good firm wank as she took me completely by surprise, beginning to suck on my nipples just as I had on hers.

“Then, pushing me back, she straddled me and guided me into her cunt, riding me with enthusiasm, rubbing her tits into my face, reaching down to squeeze my balls until I could hold back no longer and, somehow managing to throw her over, we rolled across the bed so she was below me and I thrust deeply and energetically as my virginal jizz pumped into her and she screamed with orgasmic passion.”

At this point Sebastian put down his paintbrush and looked up, taking in my now fully erect cock with the appreciative eye of the connoisseur.

“That’s it for today,” he smiled. “You can get dressed now. The money’s in the envelope where it always is. Shall we say the same time tomorrow?”