Further training new slave michael

About a week ago, I was called by my new slave michael asking if I was OK and whether he could be of service to Me since he hadn’t heard from me for a while. I had not really forgotten about him, but I had other things on my mind, and therefore it had been a while since I had seen him. 

As a result, last friday, I was into some toying with another slave than my two regular 24/7 ones and thus I called him “for some riding lessons” I had said. I had ordered him to come to the place where I met him the first time.

Since I was not that familiar with him, I had asked my friend Myriam to join me for safety.

As expected, he was already waiting for me when I arrived and like a well trained slave he kissed the tip of my and Myriam’s boots as a welcome. As I had done before with him, I ordered him to follow us and took him to a more remote place where there would be no peeking eyes. At first I remained in the saddle and had him tongue-clean my boots. I did not even had to order it, because he offered himself to lick them clean after I had said that I found my boots a bit dusty and dull. When he had finished, I decided to dismount and ordered him to go down on all fours to make that easier for me. After I was on solid ground, I told him it was time for a “riding lesson” and I took place on his back. For the next ten minutes or so, I made him crawl on all fours directing him and urging him to the right speed with My whip and spurs. After the “ride”, I relaxed on his back while Myriam took a few pics of us.

Then, I used him as a footstool to mount again and had him clean My boots. First with his woolen shirt, afterwards with his tongue to add the final shine.

When he had finished, I had him pick up a little branch and hand it over to me.

As soon as he had done that, I threw a little branch away and ordered him to pick it up and bring it back to me and Myriam. We had him do this over and over again like a dog, humiliating him to the core.

After he had ran back and forth tens of times uselessly, I threw the branch and rode off in the other direction. Like I had asked Myriam, she shouted at him to bring the stick to me. As such he had to run towards me on My horse while I simply rode away from him. I stopped at the other edge of the meadow and let him approach to about ten meters and urged my horse again in a gallop towards the other side. Again Myriam shouted at him to run after me, which he did although he knew it was in vain to catch me up if I did not want him to.

Anyway, when he finally came back to me he was out of breath and I ordered him again to kiss My and Myriam’s riding boots alternately, both of us using our crops to urge him back and forth.

Then I decided to learn him the riding gear and ordered him to kiss each item I spoke and all without hesitating and within one second. Like that I made him jump and kiss like a puppet on a string: “Shaft! Sole! Glove! Stirrup! Heel! Tip! Crop! Shaft! Crop! Sole! Glove! Stirrup! Spurs! Heel!....” and all the while I had my crop at the ready in case he did not do well within the one second. Although I did not really check on the time, I had the impression he did quite well, but nevertheless I hit him several times.

After some time toying with him, I ordered him “to say goodbye” to me and my friend and like a well trained slave, he kissed my boot, thanked me for the “lesson” and ran towards Myriam to do the same. After that, we turned our horses, spurred them in a gallop and ran off, continuing our ride.

Lady Contessa Pat

New member Jeffa

Last weekend I met my “apprentice” Jeffa again. When I had told my German Friends about her, everyone was enthousiast and asked me to invite her for our next meeting and this meeting was last weekend. First, we gathered in Duisburg at our Friend Mistress Carla’s.

When we entered,  we found Carla’s slave johan on the floor.  Carla invited us to come in and I gestured Jeffa to be my guest. However, unlike the idea, Jeffa stepped over johan.  I explained her that a slave in that position means that the host offered him to wipe our shoes or boots on and I demonstrated it. I wiped My boots on his shirt that clearly already had seen dirty footwear. I also explained that when a slave is lying face up, it means that his tongue is available to clean our soles.

Worshipping the new Mistress: Lady Jeffa

And I showed her the practice and had the soles of my boots tongue-cleaned. Then, everyone (except me of course) introduced themselves properly to each other and we had a drink and a few snacks. We did not stay that long and left after half an hour or so to the club Mistress Carla had  reserved.

It was the first time Jeffa came to such a club and she was eager and nervous at the same time. Since Carla had adviced us to bring one or more of our best whips I knew that some would face a rough day. Upon arriving, we were introduced to the host of the club, a Lady who clearly meant business and knew how to deal with slaves!

After a welcome drink, six slaves were brought in and kneeled to kiss or footwear one by one. When the last one had kissed my boots (since I was the last in the row), Our host told us that all of them agreed that they were fully at our disposal and that we could do absolutely everything to them. So they had agreed!

I immediately saw the smile on Lady Charlotte’s face. I knew that she always liked slaves like that. slaves that could be used at wish and whipped to shreds for fun.

Also, we explained to Jeffa that indeed she could do with these slaves as she liked and I showed her the available whips.  She had asked me on the phone to train her a bit in how and to what degree to use the whip.  Therefore, I had planned first to see how far she’d dare to go with the whip and to increase that. I also explained and demonstrated the different kind of whips and their effects on human skin! It was so exciting and the slaves indeed were top class painsluts so I could go very far and whip them to bleeding. I got hot like hell and after about fifteen minutes I could no longer hold it. I excused myself to Jeffa and ordered a slave to join me to a bedroom and give me two consecutive orgasms in no time. I think that it only took me ten minutes. In the mean time, Madam Petra had taken Jeffa under her wings and the slave at the other end of her whip was beaten beyond imagination. After another ten minutes, I took over from Madam Petra again and continued with a crop and cane while a slave that had entered the club unintended was ordered to alternately kiss my boots and Jeffa’s during the caning. So, he had to jump from my boots to Jeffa’s depending on who was whipping and any delay or hesitation was followed by a good kick from our boots.

After these initial whipping, we changed to activities that aroused and interested Jeffa more: pegging slaves with a dildo. When I met her before, she seemed to be somewhat reluctant to use a dildo herself, but when she left the club she no longer was! I seldom saw a woman using a strap-on with such a brutality! The two slaves she used it on cried like pigs that get skinned! 

After this, I showed her another way to punish males: kicking them in the balls! a slave that seemed to be listening to the name of klaus had to sit on his knees with spread legs in order to have his manhood fully exposed to our boots. First, Lady Charlotte kicked him in the balls to show our apprentice not to feel restricted and then she invited Jeffa to do so. Her first kicks were more like teasing, but when I encouraged her and gave a little demonstration on how I take care of male balls, the floodgates got open and Jeffa kicked the slave like she had done nothing else before!

Lady Charlotte called the young woman’s boots jokingly “Nussknackers”, nutcrackers! When slave klaus could no longer take it, another slave was ordered to spread his legs.

For a moment I was afraid that we did go too far with Jeffa. Afterall it was her first real whipping to bleeding, pegging and ballkicking, but before we said goodbye, she told Me that she liked all of it very much and that she looked forward meeting us again. We, from Our side also expressed Our desire to see her again and consider her as a member of our little group…

Lady Contessa Pat