London...dungeon!

Showing what I had in mind for the (hired) slave!

Last weekend I was in London again and I My servant Hans to a special club in London. Hans himself had figured it all out and arranged that I’d have a “session” with a slave while he looked at Me toying with that slave. We had agreed that he’d only watch unless he could no longer stand it. If this happened, he could only join as My “full-aspect” slave! And indeed (and to My delight), after less than a quarter of an hour he presented himself on his knees in front of Me and begged Me to be My slave and kiss My boots….  I immediately warned him that it meant that as My slave I could whip him and hurt him real hard whenever I felt like it. From that moment on we only called each other “Mistress” and “slaveboy”. For starters I had him lick My boots while I whipped the slave, strapped in front of Me to a cross. After a while, he reached the top of My riding boot and as a good slave, he waited patiently to leave the leather and touch My leg. To tease him I waited a few minutes but of course finally I allowed him to come up further. And by the time I felt his tongue on the backside of My pussy, the slave’s screaming reminded Me that I got carried away and that I was whipping him to bleeding.

The club and its dungeons was topclass and Hans had been bringing some of My favorite items that I wanted to wear in a dungeon like that but that I didn’t dare to bring crossing a border. I didn’t want to explain rowel type spurs and a stockwhip in My suitcase with customs! But for Hans it simply was a way of showing his devotion to Me!

I did not regret a second that I had taken this step to visit a “commercial” dungeon. It was fun and thrilling and I intend to do this more!

Lady Contessa Pat