Saturday, November 21, 2015

Nice drawing




A few weeks ago, someone sent Me this picture saying that it represented Me in My (phantasy) camp (LCPCF).

Of course I like this drawing very well


Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Spain

Last week I was in Malaga and Cordoba for a few days.
My German Friend, Lady Petra had a Friend in the south of Spain and had arranged a trip to Malaga.
While We were relaxing on one of the terasses in a street, a bootblack showed up and offered to clean our boots.
The three of us liked that and agreed , but after he had finished Petra’s boots, she told him he could get an extra 10 euros if he’d kiss her boots. First he acted as if not understood, but when I offered him 50 euros to do so with the three of us, he bend forward without hesitation and kissed My boots! In public!
Must have been the wine, because I normally do not show My dominant nature so openly.  
In the evening, M. (she asked me not to use her name) took us to a club for further enjoyment. Her slave juan was also “accompanying” us, but we hardly used him anymore since on arrival we got two slaves to serve us throughout the evening! And I can tell you these slaves were real studs and served us at a fingersnap. I only had to “correct” My slave a few times with a crop, but Petra really made her slave suffer since she made him jump like a puppet on a string and whipped and kicked him hard each time he did not react to her licking.
I guess she wanted to prove that German Dommes are far harsher than Spanish (which might be true, but I think that rather Lady Petra is far harsher than the average Domme).
Of course we also had our boots “done” very thoroughly while we had a nice chat with two Dutch Dommes who were also having fun in the club.
The day after, we were guided around the city of Malaga by M’s slave. (She was not able to accompany us herself since she had to work). And in a remote quarter of the Alcazaba, we made him go down on his knees and kicked him a few times for not being able to answer our questions about the castle (we kicked him because we had no whip available at the time). And later on we had him kiss Petra’s boots and beg her for forgiveness for not being able to show us the dungeons (closed for restoration) while I stood guard for other visitors to enter the quarter.
Later in the evening, we told M. about it and she assured us that he would get his punishment and that he’d regret it!
Yesterday, she sent me a picture of his back after the punishment.


Lady Contessa Pat