Monday, April 23, 2018

French nipples



Last week I have been two days in France to meet My French Friends Madame Jeanine and Madame Brigitte. Besides the normal testing and punishing of each other’s slaves, I had a thrilling meeting and experience.
We were introduced to a Friend of Jeanine, Madame Angelique, a 66-year old Lady with tons of experience since she had been a professional Domme for nearly 40 years. Apparently, she had dominated men in every possible way, but now she had retired and lived like a lifestyle Mistress together with two younger slaves of whom she had brought one. he called her “Deesse” (= Goddess) and he clearly wore the marks of her whip and other items in his face. he was completely enslaved and submitted to her. I think she really could make him do anything. I think that he’d commit suicide if only she’d order for her amusement.
Her stories where absolutely breathtaking and maybe sometimes a little bit exaggerated, but nevertheless she had an exciting and fruitful life.
It was with her slave that I had this new and thrilling experience I mentioned at the beginning. The first thing I noticed on him were the two ring piercings through his nipples and the light metal chain between them. When we took seats, his Mistress showed an unexpected use of it. Instead of resting her boots on his shoulder (like most Dommes do when relaxing), She placed her heels on the chain.
She hooked the little spurs at her boots behind the little chain and relaxed. First only her left foot but immediately after she also “hooked” her right boot. Like that his nipples were stretched to the max. The grimace on his face showed that it hurt a lot, but they did not tear (I had expected) and Madame continued her conversation as if nothing happened. She told Me about the men She had at her feet: bankers, millionaires, politicians,… Of course, she was smart enough not to tell names, but told Me that at certain moments she had been capable of influencing France’s policy. Anyway, when I referred to her special way of resting her feet, She offered to try it out as well. Delighted, I put My heels on the chain, but when I experienced that it was not that stable since they seemed to glide a bit, Madame Angelique offered Me to use it with her little spurs. A minute later, I hooked the spurs and relaxed. When I saw the slave’s face contorting from the extreme pain he must have felt, I got hot like hell and tried to push down a bit and watched his reaction. The only thing I could see that it created more pain, but he did not say a thing and his nipples held and did not tear! I told her that indeed it was a handy way of resting One’s boots and that I would try this out at home as well.
Back home, I told My slaves about it and I will have one of them have nipple piercings. The only thing I need now is an address where they can discretely put these rings through his nipples (no questions about the scars and whip marks all over his body). Anyone knows a place in Belgium where this can be done in a discrete and safe way (no inflammations!)?

Lady Contessa Pat


P.S. Madame Angelique is not her real name, but when I told her I was going to write about her, she asked Me to use a nickname.

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Riding weekend in Germany




I had this nice horse back riding weekend with My friends in Germany.

We were in the saddle most of the time, but nevertheless each of Us had taken one of our slaves (or servant in My case) along.
Of course My servant had not too much work during the day (I had only ordered him to go back to his hotel room and thoroughly clean a pair of boots that I had given him), but that changed drastically after our ride since My boots were really dirty and caked with some horseshit.
After he had kissed My boots extensively, I allowed him to wipe away most of the dirt with his shirt. After a few minutes I started reading an e-book while hans had to tongue-clean My boots thoroughly. After an hour or so I had him take off My boots, had him help to undress Me and I took a shower. I ordered him to take black shoe polish and make My riding boots shine in the mean time.
After I had changed into a more casual outfit (including the boots that hans had cleaned during the day), I went to the restaurant where I met My friends. We had agreed to have our diner without our slaves and chitchatted for more than three hours during diner from appetizer to pousse-café.
During diner I learned that beside her new horse Petra also had a new (extra) slave while Charlotte had equipped the attic in her house for a “grundliche bestrafung” of her slaves (thorough punishment) and she invited Us to try it out.
Anyway, it was a nice evening and when I came back to My room I called for hans to come over and serve My sexual appetite. I immediately ordered him to get naked, kiss My boots and pull them off. Then I undressed, but put My riding boots on again and had him attach the spurs to them. Like that I could control him very well while he licked Me towards heaven.
After three orgasms, I allowed him to jerk of himself in front of Me while I “encouraged” him with My crop. I allowed him to carress Me for another half hour in My bed before I kicked him out and sent him back to his room.
The day after We all met in the restaurant of the hotel for breakfast and an hour or so later We went back to the horses for another daylong ride with a local guide. To My delight We spotted a fox, several deer and an a wild boar.
In the evening We had a quick diner together with our slaves before We took them to a privat club in Koln about 100 kilometers away.
Me and Petra at the “Reitschule”
There, We had the possibility to toy with each others slaves. But, since hans was not really a slave (as We know slaves in general) and not into pain, I had to look for a substitute for him. Luckily, that was not too difficult in the club and I could offer My Friends a local slave (to be used at wish) together with My “servant” hans.
Me Myself, I enjoyed Myself mainly with carl, Petra’s slave who is a real hunk. It always is a pleasure to see these muscles crawl and beg like a baby. I had him worship My butt for more than thirty minutes and had him thoroughly tongue-clean My boots while I had a nice talk with a German Domme who worked in the club as a proDomme. After that, I hired a room for more privacy and had his tongue serve My pussy until I orgasmed and later on I made him carress My little asshole with his tongue. After a while I ordered him to try to penetrate it with his tongue, which I let not happen… I liked it very much and enjoyed the full hour I had paid for the room (actually I had hans paying for it…hahahahahaaa…).  

hans as well had a good time since Charlotte had ordered the local slave (whose name I don’t even know since I only called him “sklave”) to suck his dick as a reward. hans had tongue-cleaned her boots to Charlotte’s liking while she had been whipping the slave and he had drank her piss without hesitation when she had filled a glass and had ordered him to drink it.  
Charlotte had rewarded that.

On Monday, the three of us went to a wellness center. Since I had no more need for hans then, I had send him home. Charlotte’s and Petra’s slaves were simply left ouside to wait for their Mistresses and were picked-up later since they had to get home together.
The wellness was very nice, but nothing special happened and near four o’clock, we said goodbye and left for home.

As I said before, it was another of these very relaxing and pleasant trips to Germany.

Lady Contessa Pat