France

Like every year in September, I met My French friends. This year We had planned to go to a club in Paris.

Since Our meetings are always highlights, I was thrilled to find out what My friend Jeanine had in store for Us. She always is very creative in entertaining Us!

So, last weekend, We gathered at a private dungeon in Paris. Jeanine had hired the place to make it Our private Queendom for the evening. Actually, the rent and all expenses were paid by the slaves that had been gathered for Us by the club’s Owner. All decent well trained slaves that had agreed with a no limits evening. Like that, even two slaves were especially dedicated to be used as no limit whipping targets! These slaves simply remained fixed to two whipping posts in the “Chambre Noire”, a room especially dedicated for serious whipping. Spacious enough to use long bullwhips without limitations. During the whole evening they were whipped each time one of us felt like it. I must admit that I made good use of the opportunity and added a serious number of whipmarks to their backs (probably lasting forever!). they were rightly reffered to as painsluts. But that was nothing compared to Madame Jeanine. She really whipped one of the slaves as if skinning him alive! She really butchered him without blinking an eye.

But of course there was more. At the far side of the main dungeon was a kind of throne that had a hole in the first part of the seat. It was there to accommodate a head so the One sitting on the throne could have her pussy “serviced”. Although I did not really use it,  most of Us did. My friend Laurence tried at least three or four different slaves in it. She made it a competition: At the end of the evening, We’d evaluate each of them. The one that served best would be rewarded, the others would face a punishment. Like that, all did their utmost best and pushed their tongue as hard as they could. Laurence said that she could feel the heat of their mouth and breath through her leather pants.

There also was a kind of wheel that could turn a slave upside down when he was strapped to it. So We could bring a slave with his head just above the floor. I called it “boot height”. Three slaves had to kiss our boots like that and were subjected to a kind of “boot recognition test”.

They even had a special private dining room where diner was served by naked waiters. Of course We were free to speed them up with our whips or a good kick on the ass. The food was good but the wine was impeccable! Especially the two bottles that Jeanine ordered and that costed 350 euro’s each. Laurence took the other wine (that we were drinking previously) and poured it over her boots for the slaves who had to lick them clean. Also some parts of the desserts got on several boots….hahahahahaaaaaa….

After diner We went back to the main dungeon for a small demonstration of the “Lady of the House”, who showed Us their new interrogation room fitted with the newest electrical “devices”, including an “electric whip”. We tried out several cattleprods and other electrical “instruments” and of course that whip. Some amongst Us already had used these devices, but for me it was the first time and I must say that I still prefer a good old fashioned leather whip!

Madame Brigitte, Madame Laurence and Madame Jeanine making a point…

Lady Contessa Pat

P.S. Although we always have a no-photo policy during Our meetings, they allowed Me to take and publish this pictures.

Me, in front of the "Dining Room"