Friday, November 23, 2018

Toying with My slave



Yesterday I whipped My slave jan seriously. When opening My wallet a coin fell on the floor and in his slavish reflex, he went down trying to grab the coin. Unfortunately for him, I was faster and put My boot on the coin stating that he was a trying to steal it. he implored that he was going to give it back to Me, but I was in a more sadistic mood and I told him then to take it and give it to Me. However, it was under the sole of My boot and he realized that he was not going to be allowed to touch My boot without permission. As a result, he begged Me to remove My boot. But I intended to toy a bit with him and did not move My foot a millimeter. 
To increase the pressure on slave jan, I ordered slave marc to fetch Me My SS-whip, one of My most feared singletails.
Frightened to get a taste of that whip, his begging increased in intensity and frequency, but I looked supercilious down at My slave and told him that he better begged not Me but My boot to move. “Please beautiful boots of My Mistress, would you mind moving a bit…” I heard him say, subjecting himself to an object in the most humiliating way.
But, I did not move and instead tapped My boot with My crop, the normal sign to kiss My boots. So he did and continued praising My boots and My feet in it.
After minutes of begging and kissing I lifted My sole a bit feigning that he could grab the coin. Unfortunately for him I was intended to let him take it just like that, and as soon as he had put his hand on the coin, I pounded My sole down again. he screamed as his hand got smashed under My boot and with an involuntary reflex, he drew away his hand. “slaveboy… I had ordered you to get that coin for Me” I spoke to him in the most strict voice, “why don’t you do as I say slave?” I added.
By then he was in tears, drawn between failing on Me and risking a serious whipping, and the pain and the risk of his hand getting damaged (he knew that I have broken hands and fingers under My boots before) on the other hand.
But being in a playful mood I lifted My foot again, this time a bit higher making the temptation a bit bigger. At first he did not react, but from his silence I knew that he was considering another attempt. And indeed all of a sudden his hand moved forward! Unfortunately for him I was prepared and again I stamped down. Unluckily the speed also involved hard impact and his fingers got squeezed and trapped under My sole. Another inhuman scream evolved from his mouth.
As soon as his screaming was over, I advised him to give in and admit that he’d failed in taking the coin and giving it back to his Mistress and accept the whipping.
At first he hesitated, but when I moved My foot and put the heel instead of the sole on top of the coin, he realized that further attempts would be futile and would risk permanent damage to his hand.
So he started begging again to have mercy and promised Me to do absolutely anything for Me.
I told him that he’d do that anyway and that begging was no answer to My question.
My boots slave jan had to “face” and “defeat”
Also, I kicked his face with My other foot to speed him up making up his mind. The first kick was not too hard but I told him that I’d keep on kicking him harder and harder until he had chosen. When My boot hit his face for the third time, he begged Me to stop and said that he’d choose the whip…
Satisfied I lifted My boot from the coin and allowed him to take it and give it to Me. Then I had him taken handcuffs and follow Me down to the cellar. There, I ordered him to attach himself to a metal pipe. he begged and begged Me not to whip him with My SS-whip but less than a minute later the first red stripes were drawn on his body…

Lady Contessa Pat

2 comments:

  1. Your evil mind is an inspiration, Lady Contessa. I love how You ensnared Your slave in Your cruel game, humiliating him, crushing his hand AND forcing him to beg to be whipped for his stupidity! You are beautifully wicked!

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  2. Lady Contessa Pat, this is such a cruel game. I love the fact that the slave can't win no matter what he does. I can only imagine how aroused and powerful you must have felt.

    Slaveboy Simon

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