With My German Friends

On Saturday I saw most of My German Girlfriends again. I had brought michael and slave jan to the “meeting” since We had agreed to bring one or two slaves each. Hostess Madam Petra had provided some extra slaves to make sure that We would be well served, of course.

To save Michael from being treated too harshly I had taken him with Me from the beginning. In contrast,I had offered My more experienced slave Jan as “common use” for Anyone who’d want him for anything They’d like. Both Madam Petra and Lady Charlotte eagerly made good use of that!

Me Myself,I had "chosen" first Jeffa's new slave stephan and then I had some fun with a nice and good looking slave called marco.

After We were more than warmly welcomed We chatted for more than an hour (We hadn't seen each other for a while!). It was very nice and relaxing and Madam Petra provided two slaves who continuously licked Our boots while we relaxedly exchanged experiences from the last months. To protect servant michael a bit from My Friends sadism, I used him as a footstool all the time and I placed My feet so that My spurs did not push all the time into his back. It saved him some lashes that the other slaves received plenty from My Friends.

After Our chitchatting, the new slaves had to introduce themselves and present themselves for "inspection". We made Our whips move over the naked bodies and the slaves’ nipples, balls and cocks were thoroughly evaluated!

After that, We played a classic game: “Recognize your Owner!” As a first test, the slaves had to recognize Us blindfolded by kissing and licking our boots. They were given half a minute for this and a wrong answer yielded a kick. If the answer was correct, the slave was allowed to move to the next pair of boots. Of course, I had to take off My spurs. Since I was the only One wearing spurs it would have been far too easy for them to recognize Me. Most of the slaves got away with one or two bootkicks. Even without My spurs, My riding boots were apparently clearly recognizable. This also was the case with Petra’s thigh highs and the heavy boots that Jeffa wore.

Then, during the next “game”, it turned out to be a lot more difficult to recognize the One who wielded the whip! The slaves received two lashes from each of Us and had to guess who handled the leather. We had the choice of different whips and of course the meanest whips were the most wanted. All slaves received twelve lashes and it was apparently very difficult to recognize who was lashing out. Three slaves had recognized My “whipping skills”, but that probably just were lucky guesses.

The next game was an hilarious one: The slaves that belonged to one of Us - had to recognize Our ass. For this they were allowed to kiss Our ass for ten seconds (NOT lick!) Also, with this game it was easy to recognize Me since I was the only one wearing riding breeches with a leather seat. slaves who had been paying attention also easily recognized Myriam's leather skirt. The leather trousers of Madam Petra and Lady Charlotte and the jeans worn by Lady Jeffa and Frau Carla made it a bit more difficult, but here too the slaves who had been paying attention had a 50% chance of guessing right of course. So, most of them succeeded in recognizing Our asses. Nice to know that Our slave mostly recognize their Owners ass, isn’t it?

After Lady Charlotte was the last to go to the toilet, the next game could begin: There were 5 numbered cups at the toilet and Petra had asked us when We arrived to fill a cup when we went to the toilet and to remember the number of the cup We had filled up. When all the cups were filled, a slave had to fetch them and bring them to the room. All slaves (including Michael) then had to taste and do two things: indicate the best "drink", recognize the piss of its Owner and say which cup belonged to Whom. The last two was only for slaves whose Owner was present of course.

Although points were supposedly counted, at the end of the games we just randomly decided who lost and who therefore was going to be punished. Each of Us simply pointed out a slave that had lost. so there were… six losers. The losers were placed side by side, first facing Us, afterwards offering their backs… for Our whips! And We made good use of them! Hitting the nipples was an added attraction or game that was highly acclaimed… and most of the backs were criss-crossed with blood-red stripes after the punishment, emphasizing the first part of the word!

In the evening, there was a nice dinner where We were served by ten slaves, while another five were busy in the kitchen. Only a few actually served food and drinks, and the rest were assigned to One of Us. For example, We were allowed to choose a personal “servant” who was fully available during the dinner. Of course, they sat or lay almost constantly at Our feet. With a simple kick We could make it clear that We wanted something… and I also eagerly used My riding crop to keep My slave alert since sometimes things fell on the floor… and if he did not respond quickly enough, I put My boot on top of it and then My slave had more work. At the end I also poured some wine over My boots so that he also got a drink… hahahahahaaaa….

Because I didn't want to make it too late, we left not long after dinner (it was already 8 pm and we still had to drive for two hours!). Although slaves had completely and thoroughly cleaned Our cars, I had slave Jan lick the pedals of My car before I got in to go home. I couldn't risk the soles of My beautiful boots getting dirty...!

Lady Contessa Pat

 

A nice weekend with a French Friend

Last weekend, I had invited One of My French Friends to come over to My place. Since “Maitresse Laurence”, like Myself, is a fanatic rider I had planned to have a good ride on Saturday. I had asked My Friend Myriam if Laurence could ride Her horse since Myriam could not ride along on Saturday (having a meeting with Her family somewhere near the coast).

Also, I had ordered My servants frank and michael to accompany Us and act like joggers that “apparently” were coincidentally at the same trail in case We’d cross other people.

So, they had to ran with Us carrying bags of drinks, refreshments and snacks for Us and serving Us during the ride anytime We wished. Like that, they had to walk and sometimes run to keep the pace and when We were confident that there were no other people around, We had them worship, kiss and tongue-clean Our riding boots. Now and then, We stopped, dismounted and made a little walk in the forest for a minute or so. Of course, they had to go down on all fours to be used as footsteps to make Us mount easily when We wanted to get back in the saddle. Also, Our little walk made Our beautifully cleaned boots dirty again and they had to use their tongue once more. No need to tell you that We did all this on purpose to emphasize Our superiority!

Halfway, We stopped for a little pick-nick when We came at a picknick table along the trail. Our servants set the table while We enjoyed ourselves with a small race nearby. As you can see on the picture (unfortunately poor quality), they had put a table cloth and offered Us amongst others, oysters, pastries, grapes, dragon fruit, strawberries and other delicious fruits.

We enjoyed them and in our infinite goodness, We allowed Our servants to have the left-overs. Of course, they had to beg for it! That means: on their knees, hands in front like a dog, not allowed to use their hands to eat, but eating from Our hands… “the hands that feed”! Fun! Our servant humiliated as if they were Our dogs. Laurence even made frank bark like a dog… hahahahahaaaaaa….

And then, when they had removed the cloth I stepped on the table, ordered to put the last grapes on it and squashed these leftover grapes.  michael was “allowed” to lick the remains from My soles while frank had to lick away the remains of it from the table. Afterall, We are civilized Ladies and did not want to leave public property dirty… hahahahahahaaaaa…!

My tongue-cleaned boots

After Our ride, We drove (by car) to the manege to bring back the horses and then to My place to change.

When She came down again, Laurence complimented Me with My outfit. She said that She found My black leather dress “absolument fabuleux”, absolutely fabulous! But She as well looked great in Her thigh highs!

So, when We had praised each other’s outfit and had Our slaves and servants do so as well, We went to a restaurant. frank and michael however stayed at My place to supervise slaves marc and jan who were ordered to tongue-clean the whole path from My front door to the guest room where My Friend would stay the night. I told them that the floor better be spic-and-span or all of them would face a serious punishment. And they knew that I meant business especially with Laurence at My side! All of them knew that, like Myself, She was an adept of the whip and did not hesitate to whip someone to bleeding. I had seen that several times! “Un bon fouet résout tout!” (A good whip solves everything) She used to say!

Anyway, they had been warned. For the rest frank and michael were allowed to do with My slaves as they would like, but I doubt that they made good use of the offer… 

When We came home from diner, I did not even put effort in checking their work. I knew that for sure they had done their best not to give Me any excuse to beat the shit out of them!

When We arrived, the four of them stood at the entrance, My slaves on their knees to kiss Our boots as a welcome and to tongue-clean Our leather beauties in case, We’d find them a bit dirty or so. But also, frank and mi/chael stood behind them holding both a whip they offered Us and as soon as We had the whips in Our hands, jan and marc crawled aside and frank and michael went down on their knees and kissed the tip of Our boots as a welcome. “Bien dressé!”  My Friend said in approval as She kicked servant michael aside.

Less than a minute later, I had My slaves attach a good pair of sharp rowel type spurs to My boots. Not that I really used them, but it always adds to My superior feeling over My slaves knowing what I could do to them with these spurs without blinking an eye.

Anyway, We had some fun with Our slaves and servants before We went to Our rooms…

During Our ride, We had already discussed that Laurence could just have one of My servants to serve Her during the evening and night and “Ladywise”, I offered her to choose. She choose Michael so I had servant frank for the night…

On Sunday morning, My slaves had made an extensive breakfast for Me and My Friend. During this, frank and michael stayed under the table kissing and worshipping our boots, massaging Our legs,… or whatever We liked. When We had finished, they were allowed to take our place and have the leftovers (that were still plenty available).  After that, My slaves had to clean up everything. In the mean time, We already relaxed in My library, chitchatting with My Friend while first My slaves and afterwards My servants served Us.

After a while, when all of them were available again, We used slave jan and marc as Our footrest while I had frank massage My legs and thighs while servant michael had to put his head under My Friend’s skirt licking Her!

Then, as soon as the morning rain had stopped, We went out for a short walk in My village and visited the local pub. I was not really surprised when I saw that some men looked at Us when We entered the pub, as if they saw two aliens. I know that in My village I am considered as an “out of reach catch”, but also Laurence made impression on several men! I could see that how their gazes followed Her when She went to the toilet.

Anyway, when We came back at My estate, the soles of Our boots needed cleaning again (from walking outside and We did not avoid puddles…!) and it yielded a hard time for My slaves since Laurence nearly constantly whipped them during their licking Our boots!

About an hour later, We hugged and kissed goodbye because Laurence needed to be back home in France before diner. Since frank had picked up Laurence and had driven Her to My place like a professional driver, also he had to leave early to drive My Friend back to France.

Nevertheless, michael was still with Me to give Me a relaxing and exciting afternoon…

 

Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

 

 

Wellness for Ladies

I know it has been a long time, but that was because of several reasons. First of all, I was extremely busy (post-covid + holidays) so I hardly had interesting meetings and experiences worth writing about. Nevertheless, I want to let you know about the fine time I had last weekend, especially on Saturday.

Saturday afternoon, I went to a spa with My Friend Myriam. Since We could not bring Our slaves (like My slaves, her slave dirk was too much covered in whipmarks), I had called and ordered not only My servant michael (for Me), but also servant-slave frank to accompany and serve Us. Of course, they were with Us to serve and thus instead of enjoying the warmth, they had to bring Us champagne and other refreshments and snacks while We were in the hot tub. After a while I ordered michael in the tube and had him serve My pussy (through My bathing suit). I had opened My legs and ordered him to get under water and rub My pussy with his tongue. Of course, he had to come up again every half a minute or so to take a breath, but I had him go down again each time for more than ten minutes (I guess). After this nice “massage”, We put our feet out of the tub and ordered Our servants to massage Our feet with their tongue. Like that, I also had michael put his tongue between My toes and move it up and down and suck My toes one by one. We had them do that two or three times for fifteen to thirty minutes each time. In between, We had filled up two glasses for them… with Our pee! Like that, they also had a drink while We drank champagne.  It was very easy to fill a glass when wearing a bathing suit. We simply had to push it a bit aside, hold the glass between Our legs and piss!

Also, in the sauna, Our servants had to massage Our legs and back while We enjoyed the warmth chitchatting and humiliating Our toys by having them not only massage but also kiss Our ass and worship it. But then, I caught servant frank ejaculating (after he had been ordered to get Myriam a towel outside the sauna cabin) and thus I hit him a few times in the face. Against all odds, he rose his hand to stop Me from hitting his face. Since I had no whip with Me to punish him properly, I ordered him to lay down on the floor, face up. Then I had servant michael get My boots from the change room, have My legs dried and put on My boots. Then, I put My right heel in his mouth. He sucked it like crazy, but I realized that this was not a punishment, but a reward for him and thus I put My heel on his throat and warned him I’d pierce his skin and throat. he begged Me not to do so and explained that he could not resist since I am such “a beautiful and incredible sexy and irresistible woman”! Of course, that flattered My ego and I admit that it made Me a bit soft and I lifted My heel. Then, I ordered him on all fours and kicked his ass a few times to make him crawl back to the sauna. There, I ordered him to give Myriam another orgasm while servant michael had to do the same with Me! Luckily for them, We both came in no time, and nearly simultaneously. I guess the resounding in the cabin of Our sighing and finally Our screaming it out, stimulated Us.

When We got home again after the relaxing afternoon, frank and michael were rewarded for their efforts in the wellness. After greeting Me and My Friend Myriam properly, I had jan and marc on their knees next to each other and ordered them to open their mouth. Then I told servants michael he could ejaculate in marc’s open mouth as a reward for having well served Me. Servant frank had to put his erect dick in jan’s mouth, but was not allowed to cum!  Both eagerly made good use of the offer and michael came in less than two minutes! Servant frank managed to stay “dry” even after ten minutes or so, although I whipped jan during this and I had told him, I’d stop if he managed to make frank cum. It forced him to do his best, but nevertheless was not able to suck My servant to cumming! Since I thought that it was not fair for jan (afterall frank had been “shooting” about an hour before) I did not punish him further.

Of course, frank and Michael had to thank Us thoroughly for the occasion and they did even more eagerly. Michael was allowed to “serve” Me with a facial dildo while frank had to bring My Friend Myriam to heaven (again) with his tongue…

Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante