Visit of Lady Petra

Last weekend Lady Petra was again with Me. She came over from Germany for two days and had brought her personal slave carl along. A 30-something stud. I had the impression that she wanted to show him to Me and especially his capacities as ponyboy. Because she immediately proposed to ride him during the weekend and have a race like we had a few months ago. It sounded like a revenge for our little races a few months ago, but I didn’t care. Afterall, games are always fun….

And indeed he was a real slavehorse: all muscles and tanned. And when I raced them (with jan) we had no chance. carl was at least 20 cm taller and 20 kg heavier than jan while I am sure that also Petra herself weighs at least 15 kg less than Myself.

After she had shown their riding skills, she offered Me to ride him as well. What a stability! I could feel the power under Me! and he was so well trained! he reacted woith the slightest touch with My calves or spurs and he noticed the change of My centre of gravity like a real horse! So I rode him for more than thirty minutes around My property.

In the evening I took her to a fancy restaurant and when We came home, We got our slaves out of their cages for some “sensual” toying….

On Sunday,  I took Petra to a former prison camp not that far away. As a German she was a bit reluctant to visit it, but I could convince her that she had no fault in what happened and that it would be very rewarding to visit such a place with Our slaves.

So, after an extensive brunch, we drove to the place. When we walked through the central corridor, it was nice to hear Our boots resounding loud on the cobblestones. Maybe some of you may find it a bit strange, but the sound made Me hot and it made Me think of My fantasy group.

I asked Petra and our slaves if they noticed it as well and Petra told Me that She could imagine how it must have been walking the place. Hearing Our boots resound menacingly. Seeing the prisoners around on their knees, knowing that We could do to them as We’d  like….  I think that with these words Her timidity towards the camp subsided and she no longer let the true origin of the place spoil her feelings and sexual arousal that came with it.

In one of the barracks, Petra told Me that there was some dirt on My boots.

In front of the camp (with kind permission of Lady Petra)

Of course she had looked around prior to her “noticing” if there were no other people around. So carl immediately went down and licked My boot, removing the “dirt” and dried the wet spot with his sleeve. Then she kicked him on the ass and told him that he should beg Me to kiss My other boot as well. As a result I ordered jan to do the same with Petra’s boots. Hilarious! Having two slaves licking our boots in a public place…. it made Me even hotter than I already was and I couldn’t help kissing My Friend and thank her. Later that evening, she told Me that it had made her hot as well. Unfortunately, voices further down the corridor broke the momentum and we left the room like two couples…

Lady Contessa Pat