Last visit to London?

Just returned from London for a last talk with a supplier who frantically does not want to loose the important client that I am.

I had pushed him already that far that I think that, although he is no sub, he’d kiss My boots if it would get him the business back.

Anyway, during diner, I toyed a bit with him, suggesting openings for business, but always with conditions that would strangle him and his company.

After an hour or so, he realized that talking would not help and he took My hand to beg Me to keep on doing business with him. When I withdrew My hand, he raised his voice a bit and told Me that I would regret if I stopped our “collaboration”. I told him that he was just one of My suppliers and not a partner. When hearing this, he took My arm again and shook it a bit. As a result, I pull it loose and hit him in the face. I don’t know if it was due to the ferocity or the leather of My gloves, but My hand could be clearly seen in his face. By than we had attracted the attention of other people in the restaurant and he excused himself extensively. But since I no longer wanted to have the discussion, I left the restaurant and took a taxi to the private club I wanted to visit anyway in the evening.

Me on Trafalgar Square. For the last time?

I booked a new hotel  and called My friend Sue. Half an hour later I met her and We discussed My experiences. In order to vent My anger she offered Me to whip a slave that was in the club. An offer I took with pleasure! After that, We let some slaves pamper Us while We enjoyed nice snacks and drinks.

Since I had no longer business to do, Sue invited Me to have some sightseeing in London the day after (before My plane would leave in the evening).

Like that I visited things like the British Museum and the National Gallery. I have walked Trafalgar Square very often but never took the time to visit the National Gallery and apart from the crowd I was positively surprised!

Lady Contessa Pat

Dreaming

Last night I had a strange dream.

I dreamed that I lived in a medieval castle but strangely also My factory was attached to it.

Villagers were captured and brought to My factory to work as slaves.

When I came at the stables I found a stableslave that I whipped until an inch of death with a very cruel bullwhip. He was bleeding all over and in the end I had him kiss My boot and thank Me.

Strangely, a few minutes later he was no longer half dead but accompanied Me on a horsetrip running behind Me on My horse and I had him tongue-clean My boots while I was in the saddle. Than he was suddenly gone again. The strange thing was that I recognized him as a particular English guy that I chat with already for more than a year! I don’t know why I “recognized” him while I actually never met him (only saw one or two pictures of him).

Also special was that Granny came into My dream with a group of soldiers bringing villagers to Me to work in My factory. The soldiers seemed to be German SS and granny appeared to be ordering their commanding officer.  I must have materialized the rumours about My grandmother. Anyway she made the villagers work for Me wielding and snapping her long bullwhip over the working slaves’ heads while “her” soldiers stood guard.

Unfortunately, then I woke up and all was lost. I did try to get to sleep again and catch the dream again, but that appeared to be in vain.

I wondered if other Dommes and subs have similar experiences and I asked My personal slaves. They tell Me that they have had dreams in which they were slaves but not very frequently and that they always woke up when they would feel pain.

I will ask My Domme friends as well when I see them and welcome all info on this from everyone.

Lady Contessa Pat

Lady Contessa Pat or Madam Kommandante?

Yesterday, someone asked Me about My name, why I use Lady Contessa Pat one day and Madam Kommandante another time.

Let Me explain:

When I was young everyone called Me (little) Pat, but after a few years that changed slowly to people calling Me Lady Patricia (My official first name). When I discovered My dominant nature, I decided that I should have a title and when I dug into My family’s history, I found out that Countess was the most obvious since there had been a few Dukes and Countesses in My (greater) family. The most interesting was one who lived in Italy and thus was called “Contessa”. That is why I took the name “Lady Contessa Pat” when referring to My dominant life and feelings. A few years ago someone called Me Madam Kommandante. He told Me that I made him think of a female camp commander in a German camp during world war 2 (must have been the heavy black leather riding boots I was wearing).

When someone started My fantasy group LCPCF for Me, I found “Madam Kommandante” very suitable for Me and thus I used the name “Lady Contessa Pat” when referring to My real (dominant) life and “Madam Kommandante” for My fantasy-life in LCPCF.

I hope this makes it all clear.

Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante