Last Saturday and Sunday I had a riding weekend in the Ardennes with My Friends Myriam and Petra. I had ordered servant michael to join Me and Petra brought her slave dave. For rudy, Myriam's new servant, it was actually a baptism by fire. he was not only at Mine and Madam Petra’s boots for the first time, but he was taken to a horse riding for the first time as well. And, he was tested quite quickly because Petra in particular immediately made it clear that he had better obey and serve Us for 200% and before he knew it he had already received two blows in the face with her riding crop! he was a bit shocked by that! But instead of pity, he received a few kicks and lashes from his owner. Then Petra's slave dave had to show him how our boots should be cleaned. I don't think I need to draw a picture of that... So, after we had arrived and had greeted Madam Petra warmly (We with hugs and kisses, Our servants with kisses on Her boots), Myriam introduced her new servant and, as already written, he immediately got to feel the whip. So, after We had given him a lesson, We took our servants to Our rooms to change clothes. So, I also exchanged My fashionable high boots for sturdy riding boots and had michael lick them clean. Meanwhile, I had a riding crop in My hand that I made playfully, but also threateningly, whistle above his head. From left to right and vice versa. It always has the desired effect for I saw My servant cowering in fear. When I came back downstairs, Petra was also ready, booted and spurred. While We heard that Myriam was upstairs giving her servant another lesson!
We had rented a secluded house in a small village not too far from the riding school where we could stable our horses and where Petra could rent a horse. Due to the fact that there were no neighbours in a radius of several hundred meters We didn't have to hold back with Our servants and slave! A group of three women and three men was of course not suspicious AND it gave us the opportunity to stop at our house during Our rides and “use” our servants and slave to the fullest. By the way, it was there and then that it was clear that Myriam's servant had learned his lesson at the arrival, because he licked the soles of all three of our riding boots clean without complaining. When We stopped a first time at the little house. Less than fifteen minutes later we were at the riding school. The horse for Petra, a beautiful gelding, was already ready and was clearly excited when We arrived. But, Madam Petra did not agree on the fact that She’d had to ride without spurs and thus She had a serious discussion with the owner of the riding school before We left for the forest, where our servants were immediately ordered to open a bottle of champagne and fill our glasses (which they carried in their backpacks). Then Petra asked “servant rudy” if he wanted champagne, and less than a minute later he was licking the champagne off Petra's riding boots. Indeed, she simply poured some of her glass over the leather and snapped her fingers. Not that this was actually audible (it couldn't be heard through the leather of her gloves), but he still understood what was expected of him.
Later in the restaurant, of course we had ordered plain water for them, while We chose the most expensive wine for Ourselves. The waiter laughed awkwardly, but of course didn't elaborate. Actually, our servants were lucky that they were allowed to join Us to the restaurant! Usually, We don't do that and they get some water and bread in a bowl or something somewhere! “You can't always leave your dog at home when going to diner, right?” Myriam had said jokingly.
When we got back to the house later that night, “sklave dave” had to attach spurs to the high thigh boots of his Owner, Madam Petra. She was indeed somewhat indignant that she had not been allowed to wear spurs while riding the rental horse. She had protested, but the owner absolutely didn't want it. I suggested to change horses and that I would ride the rental horse without spurs, but petra didn't want that either. Anyway, when We got back, She made up for it! Also, I am sure that servant rudy had to prove his worth that night because, unlike servant michael and slave dave, who were sent to the cellar to sleep after their "services", rudy had been allowed to stay with his Owner all night! An exceptional favor from Myriam, but I guess that he had paid seriously for that!
The next morning, an extensive breakfast buffet was waiting for us of course. The rest of the morning the three of us tested Myriam's new servant-slave rudy. In this way, the etiquette of a slave-Mistress relationship was made clear to him (as far as he still needed it). So, he learned that Ladies like Us are greeted in the specific way We want it, not how a slave thinks it should be and that mistakes are punished with the whip! That a servant or a slave does not do anything without first asking permission from his Owner, that a slave always offer his hands for Our crop if We suggest so, that a slave tongue-cleans Our boots if We want that, even after having walked the stables,… and much more.
In the afternoon, We went riding again, but this time We went the three of Us without Our servants since they had to clean Our cars thoroughly, clean the house and arrange the renting. We had a nice afternoon riding and when We got back at the riding school, Our servant-slaves where waiting there on a row as if they were valets, but instead of parking Our cars, they took Myriam’s and My horse to the horse trailer so that We could simply have a drink and snack in the cafeteria of the riding school. Although it was not that special weekend, I still wanted to write about it since I realized that it had been so long that I wrote something on My blog.
Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante
