Carnival with swimming pool

Last weekend I was in Germany with My Domme Friends. Unlike most meetings we had to bring our personal slaves. Petra had told us that there would be a more “intimate” party prior to the carnival party.

And indeed, after the welcome at Charlotte’s, We went to a wellness center with a nice cosy swimming pool that Charlotte and Petra had hired for the afternoon.

Since it was the first time in the new year We met all together, We had a kind of celebration drink. But before the bottles a champaign were opened, We filled up the slaves’ glasses. Charlotte had put twelve glasses in a large shallow tub and We were all invited to fill them up one by one! So We spread our legs over it one by one and aimed for the glasses and when the last one of Us was relieved, We had our toast. The bottles of champaign were opened for Us while our slaves had to take each a glass from the tub. Cheers!

Petra had brought a few rubber whips and crops in case One of Us felt like toying a bit with a slave or simply one of them needed to be punished.

The saunas and whirlpool of course was only for Us females but after a while Charlotte ordered a slave to get in the whirlpool and serve her under water and at the end, nearly all of Us had had a slave serving Us like that. But since I found it far more exciting to have someone elses slave between My thighs, I had changed slaves with Petra.  So I had her stud- slave Carl, while She had jan in the whirlpool.

During our time in the pool, we had allowed our slaves in for several “tasks” as well.

It appeared the males get a hard on very soon when seeing Females in bikinis or swimming suits! And we used that to punish them. The order “Down!” was clear enough, and when their penis remained erect….. Petra’s whips were a very good aid!

But the most thrilling thing was when we had this kind of “poolfight”. For this game, each of Us was sitting atop of Her slave and was to try to make the others fall. Fun Fun Fun!!!!!

Except for Marlon’s slavegirls whose frail and tiny bodies could barely carry their Mistress and thus they lost each time. That’s why I suggested to change “horses” and volunteered to ride one of the Asian slavegirls.

Laughter since everyone knew that I was at least ten kilos heavier than Marlon and would not spare them. To My sadistic delight, someone said that I “might crush them with My mighty thighs!” I felt so powerful sitting atop that little girl but again she appeared to be too weak to beat the others. So We decided to have a fight between Me and Petra who was “riding” the other one.

When I had mounted her again, I warned her this time not to let Me down, literally! I don’t know it was because of that, but indeed I managed to get Petra and her slavegirl down!

Unfortunately for the girl, Petra does not like loosing so the slavegirl faced a very rough half hour and since the little girl was not used to that kind of hard punishment, she cried and begged to stop as if she was going to get killed.

Another interesting poolgame was when each Lady had a rubber whip and the slaves were to avoid the lashes. The idea was that they remained under water and tried to swim away since the lash would have no effect under water. However they had to breathe, and each time they surfaced, a hard lash could await them.

On the head or even in the face so some smartasses just jumped high out of the water each time they surfaced. Like that, they avoid to get the whip on their face

Others always used their hands to protect their face. Anyway, We had fun!

And when We finally left the pool, I had the impression that the water was slightly pink…

Lady Contessa Pat

P.S. I might write about the carnival party another time