Monday, October 27, 2014

Checking on Hans


As you know I have this new servant-lover Hans and I had invited him to My place for a more thorough discussion on My way of living, how he’d fit in that, at what terms and the engagements I expect.

As usual, he rang at the front gate not a minute late. To My delight, jan called him “Master Hans” when he opened the door (he did so voluntarily because I had not said nor ordered to do so!). I had dressed casually but yet a little bit sexy and provocative with My high heeled thigh high boots over My riding breeches and leather shirt and he clearly noticed that as soon as he saw Me and I offered Me My gloved hand for a courtesy handkiss. Like a real gentleman he took My leather hand and kissed it passionately.  

After a welcome drink and a few snacks, I dismissed My slaves jan and marc (I did not want them to hear Our conversation) with the idea of discussing Our future, but instead he started to kiss My boots and thighs and a few minutes later, We were in My bedroom….  and, an hour later We did start Our discussion on it (although in a slightly different place than I had expected). 

After diner, I reprimanded marc for staring at My breasts (actually he did not really do that, but I needed a way to check whether Hans was going to defend My “honor”….) and I asked Hans if he let such lack of respect and  rudeness towards Me happen and what he’d do about it…. To My delight, Hans took one of the crops that lay on the small table and ordered marc to bend over…. Minutes later, marc’s buttocks were red like fire and when I decided that I  had seen enough, I signed Hans to stop. Next, I ordered Hans to kiss My boots to show his loyalty to Me and to emphasize to everyone the hierarchy: Mistress – servant – slaves! Hans seemed to accept and even like this situation and when he left he found out about another advantage of his position: My slaves had cleaned his car while We were upstairs.

Before he left back home, we agreed to meet again in London in two weeks.

 

Lady Contessa Pat

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Cleaning boots

A few days ago someone wrote to Me that he was never satisfied with the result when he cleaned his Mistress’ boots with his tongue and that he never achieved to get them bright and shiny like they were when polishing them with shoe shine. he wrote that it was frustrating to see that he could not meet his Mistress expectations with his tongue.
I told him that indeed, decent cleaning involves shoe polish! It is male chauvinism to think that they can make Our boots shine like a mirror with only their tongue. I admit that the basis of a good boot cleaning is the slave’s tongue to remove all dirt and debris and to solute stains that originated from liquids of all kind, but to give the leather its shiny aspect, shoe polish is inevitable. Also, the finishing touch with a slave tongue after this is more symbolic than necessary. 
In order to show this, I had a pair of old worn boots tongue-cleaned by My slave. After having finished both with his tongue, I had him one finished with shoe shine, while the other only got an extra “treatment” with his tongue. you can see the difference in the pic!
So slaveboys: forget that you can make Our boots shine with your lousy tongues! Only if it is their nature (glossy leather) and/or if they are new, you can give them the desired shine.
Do not misunderstand and think that I do not have My boots tongue-cleaned by My slaves.
As I said, a slave tongue is excellent for the cleaning itself (only not for the shining) and, if not for the quality, it is a good way to show them daily very well their position anyway…


Lady Contessa Pat

Thursday, October 16, 2014

My Face Scrapers

My “Face Scrapers” specially adapted for Me…
Someone had found a picture of My boots, known as My “Face Scrapers” on the net and he asked Me about the effect of My “Face Scrapers” on a human body.
So, a few days ago, I had ordered a slave to get them for a little demonstration. After having kissed and worshipped the boots, I had him flat on the floor in front of Me, face down.  I was not surprised when he screamed it out when I stepped on him, since I pushed the spikes well in to make distinct marks. And when I withdrew, I saw that they had drawn blood!
As a result, I ordered My slave to clean the spikes and lick away his own blood. Being a well trained
slave, he did so, tears in his eyes, but without any remark. As solace, I told him that he had been very useful and it had been a good test and demonstration. Because indeed that was it: a demonstration to check whether I was right or not when I named these boots  “Face Scrapers”…. I think it indeed is an appropriate name.

Afterwards I took a shot of his back. The picture shows the result!



Lady Contessa Pat

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Presenting riding boots

Excellent way of  offering My riding boots to Me


A member of My LCPCF-group (yahoo-group) made this drawing for Me when I asked him how he’d bring My riding boots when I wanted them. I think he did a very good job and it was right on topic. It is clear that he knows what LCPCF is all about….
Maybe you should congratulate him with his work.







Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

Friday, October 3, 2014

Favorite Quote


I wonder if you are familiar with My favorite quote?

 

What is the cruelty in carrying a stinging whip?

What is the cruelty in wearing shiny leather boots?

What is the cruelty in sharp spurs attached to them?

 

Woman!