Becoming a Mistress...

Me picking up our horses for the ride


Last time when I came at Myriam’s to go for a ride in our riding club, I told her that dirk didn’t greet Me the way he used to do (when he was still Mine) and certainly not in the way that can be expected from a slave. First she was surprised, but then the fool rushed into our conversation. I guess the surprise and anger was written on My face, because Myriam immediately slapped him in the face, yelling at him that he should never interrupt when Mistresses are talking. And when I told her this confirmed My statement that he needed more and more severe training, she hit him with a crop that lay on a little table.
Then I did something very wicked: Dead calm, but with some acted disappointment in My voice, I asked if she allowed her slave to act like that in the presence of her friend. Of course she did not!
Within two minutes, he was strapped to a radiator pipe (something she learned from Me) his back fully exposed to her eager whip. Indeed Myriam had a gorgeous black singletail while I sat in the coach to watch how she’d punish her slave. And she did! That Woman had become a real Mistress!!! What a turnover that woman had made from that Christmas evening she admitted she had dominant feelings. Indeed, when I pushed her by asking to make him bleed for Me, she started to hit My former slave full force all over his body. First the stripes she created were red, then the stripes evolved in little wounds, and after five minutes, blood was coming out of several of them. All the time, dirk screamed and screamed and begged us to stop. By then Myriam clearly was aroused that she started to rub her pussy with her other hand. That is the time you need at least two slaves I thought. Unfortunately, she only had one, and I had not brought mine. Nevertheless, she managed to rub herself to orgasm!!!! Than I stood up, walked around her and kissed her neck. “Congratulations Darling” I said softly. “You have proven to be a real Mistress…..” and I thanked her for punishing her slave for Me….
As we didn’t wanted both to be late for the ride, I already rode off (by car) to the riding club to get our horses, while Myriam could take a shower before joining Me.
And dirk? I told her to leave him cuffed to the radiator and release him when we were coming back.

Lady Contessa Pat (with the approval of “Mistress” Myriam)