London Revisited

Some time ago I had promised Myriam a trip to the club I already visited a few times in London.

Unfortunately, John was not available since he was on a business-trip so to My disappointment I had to do with a slave that had been offering himself to be used in the club. My friend Sue had also offered her slave aydan to Me, but I gave him to Myriam since I like a kind of hostess Myself towards her.

Anyway, slaveboy dave, the slave was a worthy substitute!

The club had a new “attraction” for the dominant visitors: “booters”! When We arrived, we were invited to take place in a comfortable chair at the entrance while two slaves started cleaning our boots. Sue explained that they were called “booters”, slaves that had the sole task of cleaning footwear of everyone entering the club. Luckily for them both of Us have our boots kept spic and span so they immediately could start with the finishing touch. That was licking them soles and footpiece and drying them with their shirts.

“We do not want all visitors to get the floor dirty all over” Sue had told us.

After the introduction to our slaves for the night, we had a drink at the bar (our slaves at our feet of course) chitchatting with each other. During this Me and Myriam now and then poured some wine over our boots so that our slaves also had some….hahahahahaaaaa…

Myriam made good use of the opportunity to have a new slave and took aydan upstairs for more intimate and private use after only fifteen minutes or so! Naughty naughty naughty…

On the other hand I must admit that Me ans Sue also had a good time and lots of fun.

Sue told Me about a “game” that one of the Ladies had been playing lately at te club. It was as simple as funny: slaves had to hold a chess piece and We tried to whip it out of their hands! Simple and funny, as I said. It was a matter of getting used to the whip and its balance, but once that was OK, nearly all lashes were a hit! Of course some collateral damage could not be avoid but therefore, the slaves had been given glasses and afterwards We had then blindfolded. On the other hand, their hands needed some nursing afterwards. From experience I know that slaves don’t like to get whipped on their hands, but … if it is to provide your Mistress some fun, it is only a small sacrifice! And, as a reward for it, they were offered some more drinks…. from our boots.

When Myriam came back, I took aydan Myself to a private room.  Since I knew the joy of it from My time with john, I had him serve Me with a facial dildo. Hmmmmmmm!!!!!!! So nice! After My orgasms (I had two!) I offered him a beaker I had filled up with My golden liquid after he had licked My juices. I knew he liked that and he drank it very eagerly.

In the tube

When I came back downstairs, I was introduced to a Lady called Lady Jane whose slave was leashed like a dog and chained to a metal bar down the bar.  We chitchatted a bit, were invited to made a fool of him and have our boots licked. About five minutes later another woman arrived. The two obviously were lovers, kissed each other very intense and explicit. After a short introduction, Jane ordered her husband-slave to stay down and wait while she and her Friend went upstairs. Her husband-slave was kept and remained leashed like a real dog for the rest of the evening!

Before Me and Myriam went back to Our hotel, We had this whipping fun with a kind of painslut-slave that had paid the club to get whipped. We were told that he came like every month or so. I guess he did not even care about who administered the lashes and he was blindfolded when We came into the whipping room. So We did not hesitate to make good use of the opportunity and whipped him very hard until he used the safeword. Sue told us that not everyone succeeded in reaching that stage and breaking him. I took that as a compliment and told her so.

Another great night in London!

Lady Contessa Pat