Interrogation Weekend

As promised, the remainder of Our lovely weekend.

 

On Saturday afternoon, We went for a paintball-game We had considered to go riding, but since two of Us do not really ride (Carla and Julie really should start taking course!), we decided for the paintball-thing. Of course We had taken the men to act as our opponents, but they were warned: if one of Us gets a spot of paint, even the tiniest, they’d face a punishment beyond imagination! So they were more like helpless prey than real opponents. Anyway, it was fun shooting at them and covering some of them in paint by shooting with four or five at the time at them at short distance. It appears to hurt….. sissyboys!

But then after diner, “interrogation night” came….!!!! For the occasion, most of Us had changed into an appropriate outfit. Like Carla, who showed up in the most sexy and probably for the slaves intimidating outfit. I had seen her before in her Nazi-uniform but never realized how brutally sexy She was in it. I always thought it only radiated sadism and infinite power. Maybe it was the combination with Her high heeled boots? Anyway, when I saw Her, I felt sorry I did not go for that as well instead of My casual outfit.

All of Us had put our name on a paper, together with  a secret word that was only known by each of Us and Our slave. As already explained, it was the slave’s task to keep it secret and not reveal it to another Mistress. So We put the papers in a special box that was closed. Then We drew numbers to see whose slave We’d be questioning. I had number 3 which meant that Marlon’s slave, thomas, a good looking thirty something slave. Since his native language was the same as Mine I was able to questioning him in My own language.

After the little “lottery”, We All withdrew in Our own “room” and We had five minutes to bind, cuff, chain, fix or “prepare” our “subjects”. After this five minutes, we came back to the lounge, had a final drink wishing each other success and klaus, Charlotte’s slave gave the starting sign.  Originally, We thought of Charlotte or Myself as a referee, but We could not

withhold any of Us such an exciting game! So klaus, Charlotte’s personal slave it was. We all hurried to Our room and then, maybe the most mercyless cruel, brutal, but arousing….. ten minutes at the same time in one place took place. Each room an erotic orgy of cruelty, brutality and sadism.

Although thomas was said to be a tough slave, I did not have to go that far, because after only four or five lashes in his face, he already begged Me to stop and told Me his secret word was “Bullepees” (Dutch for bullwhip). So I hurried to the lounge. To My delight no other “Chatte” was present which meant that I had won! Afterwards, Marlon told Me that probably she had too much frightened thomas for Me and that he’d probably already shit himself the moment his number was drawn and connected to Me. Nevertheless: I won!  

Less than a minute later, to My surprise, it was Madame Petra who came through the door.  She did not do much trouble to hide the blood on her whip and Her being second was even more remarkable since her “prey” was Carla’s slave whose back clearly showed that he was used to extremely hard whippings! But maybe We all were a bit foolish because after more than fifteen minutes, Myriam and Marlon had not arrived yet. They’d probably had the most fun with their slaves or at least they had enjoyed it much longer!

Since We decided long ago to keep Our meetings picture-free,

I cannot show you pictures, but nothing’s wrong with showing

 marc’s front, the day after….

And poor marc? he was “interrogated” by Herrin (=Mistress) Carla and really had done his best not to let Me down. As a result, his front and nipples were beaten bloody and he excused himself thoroughly to Me for revealing the secret word. I did not care. I had won!

 

(To be continued)

 

Lady Contessa Pat

Liege

Visit at the exclusive wine cellar!

As you probably all know: last weekend, We had Our long expected “interrogation weekend”! I think there is no need to tell you it was fantastic. Although officially I Myself was the organizer, Charlotte had exceeded Herself!

First of all, as the “organizer” I already met Charlotte at the hotel We had rented exclusively for the weekend on Friday evening.
Together with marc and jan I was welcomed by Her and two of Her slaves
First she showed Me the hotel and its “facilities” and then I had a tete a tete diner with her, served by the four very experienced slaves.
Since the intimacy was guaranteed, after while (and sufficient alcohol), We decided to take off Our pants and have our slaves licked and served our pussy.
After fifteen minutes or so, We both were so hot that We went to bed,… together, accompanied by jan and her favorite, klaus.
I will not go into details on this, but the sensuality of the soft black leather bustiers and the extremely sexy skyhigh glossy thigh high boots she had foreseen made it one of the most erotic nights in My life! 
In the morning a most exquisite breakfast was served and around noon, the extra slaves arrived.
Less than an hour later, our first Guests arrived as well. First there was Mistress Carla, who was accompanied by a gorgeous looking slave-stud, brian, who carried her as a 2-leg-human pony. She was sitting atop him and he had to bend his knees to pass the doors since Carla did not make a single effort to stoop or so.
Also My former slave dirk was there. Myriam obviously had been telling him to excessively thank Me for the invitation since he kissed My boots frantically when entering and thanked me extensively. I even had to push him away and kick him a bit to make him stop.
By 2 o’clock, all invitees were comfortably sitting in the lounge, while our personal slaves were running back and forth in order to fulfill Our Ladies requests. Being well trained, they knew that a Lady’s request is a slave’s order…. Most of our hired slaves were used as footstool or were cleaning our boots.

The rest is food for later.

 

Lady Contessa Pat

Interrogation weekend

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As I said before We will have an “Interrogation Weekend”  in two weeks! Since I am eager to show My skills in this kind of discipline, I can hardly wait!

However, the only questions I have right now is what to wear. I wonder what a good Interrogator outfit would be. Any suggestions? I’d love to know your opinion on it! To make it easy I have a few suggestions, but other ideas always are very welcome!

 

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I think this will be an appropriate “Interrogator-outfit”

Lady Contessa Pat

Testing the slaves

My boots “served” by three candidate slaves!

I already wrote that I will be the “organizer” of the next meeting-party of “Les Chattes Bottees”, although delegating this to Charlotte, who is far better placed to do so. However, on Saturday, I was at Hers to discuss the last details. One of that was the slaves themselves and to get My approval, She had them gathered to be inspected by Me. And I must say that She, once again, had done a good job! All of them were decent, well trained, slaves and I had the possibility to test them.

So, I subjected them to a few tests: I had them offered their hands to My crop for a few hits, had them lick Our boots, had them massage My bum and feet, had them jump at snatching My fingers and had them stand naked in front of Us, inspecting them and using Our crop to touch and point. all got hard!  After that, and as a final test, all got a few good lashes with a decent singletail on their naked buttocks. all took it like good slaves!  So I agreed with Charlottes choice.

Lady Contessa Pat