Malaga

During Easter weekend I went to Malaga with My German Friend Petra. We were picked up at the airport by an old acquaintance of Us, Ama Monica, who was accompanied by two “slaves” that would be at Our disposal during Our stay in Malaga. As soon as Monica had introduced them, they vowed loyalty to Us during Our stay. Although their English was far from perfect, I understood what they meant and the orders We’d give them would be simple and very recognizable for slaves anyway. Our slaves brought Us to Our hotel, and besides Our luggage, they also took a rather large bag with them into Our rooms. As soon as the door of My room was closed, My slave marco went down on his knees and kissed My boots showing his submission towards Me. Although temperatures were significantly higher than in Belgium, nights can still be cold in this time of the year in Malaga and thus a good excuse to travel in boots and take some for the moments there is time to toy with Our slaves. “Everything for you Mistress” marco said when he opened the bag he had brought. The bag contained several “useful things” like whips, handcuffs, ropes, a blindfold, a taser,… and several dildos! I assured him that I’d make good use of them later on, but I had him massage My feet and legs instead. Of course, by then I already had a crop from the bag in My hands to keep My slave focussed and doing his best! Then, during late afternoon, We visited one of the nice castles in Malaga that also provided a nice view of Malaga and its harbour.

At the Gibralfaro Castle wit a view

About an hour later, Monica picked Us up for dinner and all of us went to a party boat. Our slaves were ordered to be back at Monica’s in the morning.

Malaga Harbour from the Gibralfaro Castle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So, the next morning, We went to the parade but before that, Monica picked Us up and We went to her place for “entreniamento”, training! Indeed, Our slaves were there waiting for Us to be taught how to carry Us on the shoulders so We would have a comfortable seat and good view of the parade sitting in their neck. Of course, We had to teach them the subtle commands of Our legs to make them go wherever We wanted. beasts like them do not decide themselves where to go! It is We, their riders who control them. So after this training (that was far harsher for them than what We actually did with them in public) We left for the parade. I wonder what the people around thought of the Us: three ladies sitting on the shoulders of their “man” apparently watching the parade. It was not suspicious to most people, but some, with submissive feelings and maybe experiences, must have realized what it really was. Also, temperatures were a bit more moderate (around 20°C and some chilly wind) so wearing riding boots was not extraordinary. BTW: the parade was impressive, but so religious! I had never seen something like that. It was said that more than 200 people carried the thrones of more than 5000 kilo for hours. But nobody seemed to realize that Our ponyslaves carried far more weight!

Me, ready for a shoulder seat...

That night, I had My servant marco serve Me in My room and he gave Me an orgasm with his tongue and two more with a nice dildo! Unfortunately, he had no facial dildo in his bag and thus I ordered him to get one for Monday night. And indeed, he had it with him when he came to Our hotel next day. That day, on Monday, We made a tour on a bicycle along the coast. Me, Petra and Monica had e-bikes while Our servants had to do on ordinary bikes and of course had to bring and carry all kind of snacks, drinks and a tablecloth for the outdoor tables We used when having a little break. Ama Monica brought Us to a more remote place where We toyed a bit with Our servants and for instance I had My feet massaged again, with his tongue. Something I made him do again on Monday night before he gave Me two great orgasms with the facial dildo. As a reward, I made him cum as well by tapping his cock and balls with the tip of My boots and a whip while threatening to kick his manhood to pulp with My boots. It had the expected result since he could resist but a minute or so before he shot his load! Of course the cleaning was his! On Tuesday, We went to a spectacular canyon about an hour from Malaga where we made the most spectacular and thrilling walk I ever made (Carminito del Rey) and in the evening We went to an original hammam that was only lit by candlelight! Really cosy and even a bit mysteriously! After the Hammam, We had dinner and went to Ama Monica’s where We could release Our frustrations on the slaves for the things they had been doing wrong during Our stay in Malaga. To be honest, I must say that there was not much I could blame My slave marco for, but apparently Petra had a score to settle and Her slave was finally sent home crying and covered in nasty whipmarks! Of course I as well had given My servant a taste of My whip and boots, but none of the marks I gave him were lasting injuries and the marks must have only been visible for a week or so. On Wednesday, We flew back home and in the evening I enjoyed Myself with My slave jan since My Friend Myriam who had been “house- and slave-sitting” for Me told Me that he had disappointed Her! Of course it was clear that Myriam Herself already had punished him seriously for whatever he had done. I did not ask what exactly he had done. That was of no importance. When a Mistress says that a slave has misbehaved, he has misbehaved, no discussion and the slave will be punished! No questions! And thus slave jan had a very rough evening! Luckily for him, I was rather tired from My trip to Spain… 

 

Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante