"French" Weekend

Last weekend, I had invited My French Friends for our yearly “party”. I had rented a cosy villa for the weekend in the Ardennes. 

Since it had been rather dry for weeks, a nearby pond was more a pool of mud than a real pool. I had already noticed that the week before when I visited it to check for the possibilities. It was during this check that I had taken My new German “servant” and “trained” to act as a kind of host during the stay of My Friends. Since he had no experience at all in this kind of things, I taught him some etiquette on serving Domme Ladies. Of course most of the work and punishments was for the real slaves, Mine and the Ladies’ , but hans got a fair number of lashes during his “training”. I had taken a good crop and single tail! First of all I learned him how to welcome a Lady-Guest and her slave, to keep the slaves “sharp”, …

I warned him that although he’d be no real slave, any whish or order from one of My Lady-Friends would have to be met!

Anyway last weekend hans did very well and even Madame Jeanine, one of the most demanding Ladies I know, made compliments on him.

Upon arrival, together with My “servant” hans, Our slaves jan, marc and dirk kissed My friends’ boots and offered themselves for the weekend, while the slaves they had brought with them welcomed Me in the same appropriate way. 

I had a present for each Lady: a nice singletail. I called it a “housewhip”.

I had bought five identical singletails and offered them to My guests as a “whip of the house” and of course these nice beauties were immediately tested on the slaves. After that, We went to the porch to have a relaxing chat, while our slaves jan, marc and dirk offered themselves as footstools to Our guests. hans took the lead over the French slaves in the kitchen to prepare exquisite snacks and cocktails they served a few minutes later.

It was nice to hear that Laurence had a new horse (a real one, not a human ponyslave), that Jeanine had moved to a new house with a fully “equipped” dungeon in the basement and that She actually had three slaves (She had only brought one). Also We discussed the attacks in France and Brussels and agreed on how to deal with these fools! All of Us were convinced that We’d be able to nip in the bud this terrorism by making examples of the ones caught and make them suffer beyond imagination before finishing them off.  Like that, the ones who’d consider terrorism would be deterred. We would post our “actions” on the net just like the worms publish their propaganda.

After an hour or so, the French slaves, lead by hans had prepared lunch that was served in the garden.

After lunch, I proposed to have some “Olympic” games. One of that of course was to have a ponyrace, but we started with a kind of “mud wrestling” with the slaves. they had to fight each other in the muddy pool one by one. First alone, later on “coached” by their specific Owner who assisted and urged them with the whip!

After nearly an hour of “entertainment”, We decided that “nick”, Madame Brigitte’s slave was the winner (actually his name was Dominique, but Brigitte thought that “Dom” was not appropriate for a slave and calls him just nick).

The muddy pond appeared to be a real opportunity because after the wrestling in the mud, Myriam suggested to hide an object in the mud and have the slaves search for it.

Like that, a red marble that hans found in the house, was hidden in the mud and the naked slaves had to find it. Laughter and fun seeing the slaves frantically drudging in the mud like pigs, searching for the tiny object. It took them more than twenty minutes to find it! It was Myriam’s slave dirk who found it and as a reward he did not have to lick Myriam’s whip clean. Indeed, our whips were rather muddy and all slaves had to tongue-clean them after the game. After that, the slaves were lined up and hosed like animals. First by hans, but after a few minutes, Madame Jeanine took over.

The next games were a series of whipping contests. In the first one, the slaves had to hold a clothes-peg in their hands while We tried to whip it out of their hands. In order to prevent a slave from helping his owner to win, We switched slaves and had a winner and a looser. The Lady who could whip most pegs out of the slaves’ hands was the Winner, while the slave that “lost” most clothes pins was the looser. The Winner Laurence, got a little reward (her car was cleaned by all the slaves later on), while Jeanine’s slave, andre, got whipped simultaneously by all of Us.

In the next contest the slaves were blindfolded and whipped one by one consecutively and had to guess which Lady gave each blow. None of them succeeded in having it all correct, but jan and dirk guessed 3 out of 5 correct!  So We had to redo the test since this was an ex-aequo…hahahahahaaaaa…. Finally jan won with another 3 correct, while dirk had only 1 right in the “second round”.

The next game was a very interesting one since the slaves had to recognize his owners’ lash. And to make it a bit more difficult, We all used the “whips of the house”. To My delight, marc and jan both recognized My whiphand! Unfortunately they did not anymore during the extra round in which philippe, Laurence’s slave recognized the whiplash of his Mistress also the second time.

Finally after the whipping contests, We all went upstairs with our slaves to change to go for diner. We went to a well known restaurant about twenty kilometers from our stay while we left the slaves under hans’ supervision.

The rest I will write down later since this is already getting too long.

Lady Contessa Pat