Wanking dirk

As promised, the remainder of what happened a few days ago, when My friend Myriam came to Me with her slave dirk who had jerked off using a picture of Me and a new Friend.

After some introductory lashes and a few well aimed kicks in the balls, we had him cuffed to a radiator pipe down to the floor. At first, he refused (he knew what it means when I chain a slave) but a few well aimed blows with our crops and the threat that I’d call jan and marc in to help, convinced him. As soon as he was in that vulnerable position he was a sitting duck  and Myriam immediately started to kick and whip  him savagely all over his body. he tried to protect his front a bit by curling up his body, but she managed over and over again to hit him right where it hurt.

In the mean time I had taken two singletails, that I knew were rather “hard” since the slaves always seemed to scream louder when I used these whips on them.
“Time for some answers!” I yelled at him when I handed one of the whips over to Myriam. She immediately hit him a few times full force, and indeed tiny red lines appeared with each hit.
ut, to My disappointment, we did not really have to “interrogate” him since he immediately started to talk and beg for mercy.
He immediately admitted that he found Me attractive but in the same breath he said that he found Myriam even more attractive, but that he saw the opportunity of the nice picture… he begged and begged Myriam not to kick him out and promised that he’d never do this again and that he’d serve her like never before…. he even suggested himself to wear a chastity belt. Myriam told him that such a device would be the least she’d make him wear!
Then I asked him what kind of punishment he suggested for his behavior. First he looked a bit surprised as if he expected it all to be over, but soon he realized that it was far from over! My smile probably betrayed that…
After some hesitation he suggested to get whipped. Myriam yelled at him that she did not agree and she kicked him again several times. he tried to avoid the hard kicks, but the cuffs and the radiator pipe did not gave in and it was only after several minutes I managed to cool her down a bit. Then I adviced her to accept the “offer” while blinking at Myriam as a sign that it would not be a relieve for her slave. “Shall we accept the offer” she asked her slave. And I added that we’d remove the cuffs if he promised to subject himself to the whipping.
he nodded frantically, probably just eager to get rid of these handcuffs that already had cut and bruised his wrists bleeding due to his wild seemingly uncontrolled movements. Or maybe just because they made him completely defenseless to our whips and boots.
So she collared and uncuffed him and took him down the cellar where we had him fixed with the collar to the bars of jan’s cage. The leather collar and his free hands had the psychological effect that he felt better at ease (leather instead of metal probably gives that false feeling one can get rid of it in case of real problems), so Myriam could collar and fix him without problems.

I realize now that this is getting too long (and too late) again and that I better cut it again and write the remaining part tomorrow or so.

 

Lady Contessa Pat