My New Year's Eve

I was welcomed at Charlotte’s by naked slaves on their knees forming a row at both sides like a human archway. Funny was that they had to get up their penises as soon as We, the guests of honor arrived. Charlotte was standing next to them with a long horsewhip in order to “help” them in case they did not “salute” Us in the desired way! To be honest, most of them already had an erect penis upon arrival, but two needed some convincing with her whip.

After the original welcome, We were offered a whip from Charlottes collection and We had drinks and snacks offered by the naked males. I welcomed the guy that was My servant for already a few years by allowing him to kiss the tip of My boots. he thanked Me extensively for giving him the opportunity to join the evening.

After chitchatting with My Friends, most of Us using a slave as a footrest, We had a very good and extensive diner served. We enjoyed our food while everyone of Us had a personal slave during diner appart from the slaves that prepared and served the food. In the beginning Our personal slaves were used in a rather polite way (serving the food, pouring our wines, …), but after a while (also we got a bit drunk), they had to tongue clean a few boots that had “accidentally” stepped into food that had “accidentally” fallen on the floor, they had to lick up wine that had been spilled on the floor, wine was poured over a slave’s head “to give his pale color a tan”,  Carla didn’t like the taste of something and spit it out in her slave’s mouth,…

For the latter, the slave that had prepared it had to present and excuse himself before he was whipped by Carla and Charlotte (for letting her down). 

By the end of the diner, Charlotte started to through the leftovers on the floor for the slaves.

hans and another sub called franz were spared a bit since they obviously were of a higher rank than the other slaves and they got to eat from a plate but nevertheless sitting on the floor at our boots. No need to tell you that “accidentally” I kicked the plate out of his hands… hahahahahaaaaa… 

Another one had to tongue-clean Petra’s whip since she had been smashing some food with it and thus was soiled with it and minutes later, all Our whips needed the same service.

You see, Our diner was not only tasteful but also very much fun! After that, We spent some time in the bathroom before we finally left for a party, each of us accompanied by a servant. For once, Our slaves were allowed to act as Our lovers but of course they still obeyed everything We ordered. To the outside world they were just guys dating Us. Of course I had hans as My “date” and in the hotel I allowed him to spend the night in My room but I sent him to the carpet next to My bed as soon as I no longer needed his “services”…

May 2018 be as good and fruitful as 2017!

Lady Contessa Pat