Better than Carcassonne !

I had planned a trip with to Carcassonne last weekend, but because of the real lousy weather forecast, I decided not to go and stay in Belgium where the weather was far better.

Therefore, I had ordered My servant hans to come over to My place and we’d ride to the south of Belgium for a hiking weekend.

So, after looking for a nice hotel, hans made a reservation and I “prepared” him for our trip. That means that I had him put on an electric shock penis cock ring. With the remote control in My hands I’d be able to have full control over him without anybody else noticing. So I tested the signal a few times with success, making hans jump uncontrollably while begging Me to stop. After that little testing, hans’s backpack was filled with drinks and snacks for Me and I ordered hans to lock up My slaves in their cages.

Before We finally left, I went to the toilet to fill up a plastic water bottle for hans and I told him that My urine would be the only drinks he’d get during the weekend (although that was not completely true since I had him drink other things during the meals and during a stop during our walk).

When we arrived in the hotel, I inspected My room and “shocked” his balls a few times, each time I had a remark on the room. Then, I went again to the toilet (after more than an hour in the car!) and filled up hans’s drink bottle again. Then we left for a nice walk because, although it was still rather cold, most of the day was sunny.

Me, resting on a bench along our walking route

After a while (I guess something like an hour), I felt the need again, but I realized that hans’s drinking bottle was nearly full. As a result, I ordered him to drink it until half and then hold the drink bottle under Me to collect the warm yellow stream. I warned him not to spill it and promised him a serious punishment if a drop would land on My nice leather boots!

Luckily for him, no drop soiled them and I only gave him a few shocks to indicate when My bladder was empty. Later on I ordered him a few times to drink again, which he did without hesitation. Like that we walked beautiful patha through forrests, over large fields with nice views, along a river,…

Two hours later or so, we came to a old railroad bridge over a little river and hans told Me it reminded him of a triumphal arch build for Me like they build them for Roman emperors (see picture attached). I did see the resemblance and got this great idea. However I told him that the Emperor would take the main arch and not the side arches and that an Empress like Myself would be carried under it. Unfortunately for him, the river flew under the middle arch and he could not else than carry My through the kneedeep water under the arch. 

My "Triumphal Arch"

I enjoyed and for maybe the first time I did not care if other hikers would see Me or not. Maybe that was because it started with a funny remark. When we got back at the bank, he thanked Me to be allowed to carry Me under “My triumphal arch”, went down and kissed My boots, whithout looking around for spectators! When I remarked this, he said that he could not care if people saw him kissing My boots because showing Me his devotion was the more important.

As a result, we left the main carriageway and took a small remote path that lead a bit uphill. There, I made him kneel down and took place in his neck to carry Me further along the path. Of course, I constantly urged him to keep the pace with My heels (how I regretted that I had no spurs at My heels) and a long young twig I used as a whip. I also “shocked” his balls a few times at the beginning, but realized that this was dangerous since due to his uncontrolled movements with each shock, he risked to fall. 

After five minutes however I felt that hans was getting exhausted and was panting heavily and I allowed him to put Me down and not that much later, we arrived very close to where we had My car parked.

Back at the hotel, I made hans cleaning My boots, that had become durty and dusty, again. After he had finished, I had him remove them for a relaxing massage of My feet while I checked My mails and read the news.

After about thirty minutes I had him remove his “ball shocker”, sent him to his room and took a shower. After another thirty minutes I called him back and replaced the shocker ring “to keep control over him during diner” I explained. Of course he did not object. 

In the restaurant, I took place in front of him and rested My foot a few times on his chair, right between his legs, forcing him to spread his legs and have My boot more or less crush his dick and balls. On top of that, I had the remote control for the shocker in My pocket.

I don’t think I needed the electrical device to keep him under heel, but nevertheless I fired a few times a shot through his manhood. For fun.

Anyway, hans behaved very well and submissive and covered Me with compliments, saying how beautiful I was, how superior I was or how I made him crazy…

(Maybe) to be continued

Lady Contessa Pat

Another meeting with michael

A few weeks ago I met a young guy along the canal while horseback riding. Since I immediately had the impression that he had submissive feelings and fancied Me, I tested (and teased) him a bit. Very soon, I got convinced that indeed he was a sub and after a while he admitted himself.

I had ordered him to meet Me again last Friday and as expected he was waiting for Me when I arrived.

I allowed him to kiss My boot as a welcome (after I had looked around for peekers) and it was clear that he was eager to do so since I had to push his face away with My sole to make him stop. Afterall, I did not want to risk that people would see us like that. On the other hand  I was pleased with the attention of such a young man and it made Me hot. As a result and without further thinking, I ordered him to follow Me and I took him to a more remote place.

My new candidate slave under Me!

Although the weather was not great (approx. 20°C and cloudy), I had him remove his shirt to check his body. A bit to My surprise, he looked surprisingly athletic. I did not expect that because his heavy panting, when he had ran behind Me last week, suggested otherwise. he appeared to have trained in the gym for muscles rather than physical endurance, but I assured him I’d make him improve his stamina! 

I told him that I was going to trot and eventually do a little gallop and that I expected him to run along behind Me again, but for starters, I made him first go down on all fours for Me and vow loyalty. he did immediately and went down about two meters away from Me. However, I wanted him down under Me and had to order him three times closer until he was nearly literally under My boot. There he promised Me 100% obedience.

I allowed him to stand up again and I ran My crop over his naked torso.  I saw a shiver running over him when the leather touched his skin.

Then I asked him if his shirt was clean and when he confirmed that, I ordered him to clean My boots with it, including the soles. “I think that I stepped in some horseshit…” I had added to tease him and as expected, he used his shirt as ordered.

When he had finished, I told him that a human tongue is even better to make leather boots shining and that My slaves do that daily. That I considered it as a finishing touch of a boot-cleaning process. Without a word he started licking My boots as well while I ran My whip over his body again. Not to My surprise, I saw that his jeans seemed to be a bit tight and that he had difficulties to keep his dick small and low. It made Me even hotter but I had no intention to dismount My high horse.

When he had finished tongue-cleaning My boots, I allowed him to put on his shirt again and I shouted at him to follow Me when I urged Starlet, My horse, in a trot.

After about five minutes of trotting I looked back at him and saw that he was exhausted and panting. I told him again that I’d improve his stamina and might longe him in the arena like a horse. he did not object!

Before we said goodbye again, I explained to him that unfortunately I had not yet had enough time to find and arrange a club to test him under the whip, but that he better be prepared since I could send him a mail every moment…

After that, we separated, both going the opposite direction again.

Lady Contessa Pat

Meeting michael again

Last Friday I had a new meeting with the guy I met a few weeks ago during a horseback trip.

As I had ordered him he was waiting for Me on the exact place I had ordered. Although I don’t remember having him told so, he called Me “Mistress” and bowed when I stopped My horse next to him. Then I looked around and when I saw nobody, I tapped My riding boot. At first he did not understand, but when I tapped it again a bit more explicitly, he came close, bend forward and kissed the leather subtle but passionately. First the right one and then he walked around and kissed My left boot.

I praised him for his “good manners” and asked him if he wanted to get to know Me better. As expected, he eagerly nodded and I explained what I had in mind. In a nutshell: I will look for a club where I can freely and anonymously test and tame him. he would have to go there, getting cuffed and chained, and then I will come over to get to know him better, question him, test him and finally tame him into a good slave. If then I am pleased, I will consider him as My new slave, if not, I will go and he will be released about fifteen minutes later.

Of course he will have to agree in advance with My conditions and will have to accept all physical damage resulting from My orders and eventual punishments. That I have the unlimited right to whip him and kick him without restrictions.

I told him all this while he walked beside Me and I kept on talking when I spurred My horse in a trot. As a result he had to hurry and run to keep up with Me if he wanted to hear all of it. It was one of these tiny things I did to humiliate and test him. 

After I had explained My plans and conditions, I halted Starlet and looked down at him. he understood that I expected an answer and he agreed immediately, without hesitation.

Then before I left him in the usual way (that means he had to walk the other direction) I told him to be back next week same place, same time and allowed him to kiss My boot and thank Me. Of course, he did greedily…

Lady Contessa Pat

New meeting

I met the young sub I met last week again.

I already saw him from a distance. he clearly had obeyed My order and told Me that he had been walking the path from noon on, back and forth to be sure to see Me. I told him that it is the kind of dedication I like.

Then, without hesitating he said that I was was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen! I told him that for sure that was not true, “but maybe the most merciless…!” I added in order to close My net a bit further around him. and,… it worked! I think he had been thinking this all over for a week, but he openly told Me that he’d long to kiss My boots and serve Me like a slave! “A slave?” I acted as if surprised, “that must be handy… but slaves are treated hard and have to work hard…”

When he answered that he had been thinking about it but that he was prepared to become a slave, I asked him if he realized that slaves got whipped when the Mistress of Master is not pleased and that some punishments could be hard. I also warned him that a slave must endure everything from his Mistress. I told him about household chores, gardening, cleaning cars, cleaning dirty boots, … but he seemed to be convinced that he’d be a good slave.

I told him that I might be interested in training him, but needed some proof of his loyalty and dedication and as a test, I ordered him to present his hands for My crop and I hit him three times. he screamed, but did not withdrew his hands, although the whip left clear red marks on his hands and fingers.

Satisfied about this little test I turned My horse and ordered him to walk along, next to Me and tell Me about himself. I learned that he was twenty eight and single, but that he had been in a relation that did not work out,..  he told Me where he lived, that he always felt submissive when seeing a female rider, that he was unemployed,…  and that he longed to be dominated by a woman like Me!

I told him that I might be interested in him, but that I already have two 24/7-slaves and a few occasional ones. slaves that I call and come to Me whenever I am into them and slaves that I can take on My trips to My Domme friends or just to serve Me during My trips on horseback. he answered eagerly that he’d love to become My slave anyway, that I could call him anytime and that if so, he’d be at My feet within thirty minutes.

Then I asked him about punishments. he told Me that had not really had been whipped or so but that he’d accept and take any punishment for him I saw fit and without asking he offered his hands again to Me and My crop. Since the weather was far from enjoyable (cloudy and only 10°C), I did not want to prolong our meeting much longer and told him I wanted to get back, but would think his offer over and eventually see him back next week, same place same time.

As expected, he agreed eagerly so I ordered him to go the other direction (to make sure he would not follow Me) and sped off in a fast gallop.

Lady Contessa Pat