I was in France this weekend, invited by a French Friend. She had promised Me that it would be a great day and that I would really enjoy Myself. She didn't even have to say all this, because a “rendezvous” with her and other French Friends in the past has always been much fun and very satisfying.
So, I rang at Her door which is about an hour from Paris and as usual I was very warm welcomed. There was not only her own houseslave, but also an extra slave that was specially there to serve Me in all ways I’d might wish.We did not stay long at Jeanine’s and drove off to Paris for having fun in a “specialized” club. slave jean-pierre was driving Us like two Queens, chitchatting on the backseat. At a certain moment, Jeanine put Her leg between the two front seats, putting Her boot on slave André’s lap and ordered him to kiss and tongue-clean the black leather. Not easy in that position, but of course We would never accept this kind of excuses! And thus he bend nearly double and had his tongue touching and lapping the leather while We drove through the city. To Our fun, he did not stop when the car had halted for a red light and several people could see his humiliating activity. One of them even knocked on the window pointing at him while laughing.
When We arrived, We both had put on big sunglasses to prevent that someone on the street would take a picture of Us entering the club and post a recognizable picture on the net. Our outfits, Jeanine in Her thick fur coat over her thigh high boots and Me all in black leather, and two man bowing and opening doors for Us could make people on the street think We were kind of movie stars and thus could trigger them to take pictures.
In the club, We were welcomed by two extra slaves that would serve Us the whole evening (and were going to “arrange” all financial “aspects…hahahahahaaa). After showing their submission and offering themselves as Our slaves they kissed Our boots and showed the room that would be available for Us throughout the evening. In that room also another slave was cuffed and chained to the wall and Jeanine told Me that it was something extra and that he was there just for Us to give free reign to Our sadism! An offer I have taken with both hands! Indeed, it was said that he was a real painslut and thus We did not need to withhold Ourselves on him! The room was also well equipped for that with tens of different whips, fine chains, canes, crops, “matraques” and other clubs,… But also several devices to administer electro-shocks, nipple clamps, finger claws,…and I can tell you that I had enjoyed Myself very much with the latter! Nice steel claws that ripped skin without much effort! I felt like a tigress ripping My prey! However, before that We had relaxed and the large and comfortable plush seats while We were served by Our slaves and watched in turn how the other One whipped the slave. During that, I enjoyed a good massage while I urged two other slaves to worship and kiss My boots. During the whippings, We praised each other for Our skills with the different whips and I nearly orgasmed when two slaves were kissing My boots while I whipped the one at the wall with a very cruel single-tail that created distinct red stripes with each hit!
I don’t know if all Dominant Ladies have this, but such a situation gives Me that intoxicating feeling of power and makes Me horny like hell! And than it gets tricky for the one at the other side of My whip, because then it becomes difficult not to cross certain borders!
Anyway, before it got a bit dangerous, Jeanine was so smart to interrupt and ask Me to change and have fun as well with the whip I had in My hands.
Also, We had special drinks for them: In the toilet several glasses were placed with a note that they were only to be used for “drinks” for slaves. And thus, I filled up two medium glasses the first time I had to go… The second time I went to the toilet, I had thrown a glass with My piss over the whipped slave’s back! he screamed it out and yelled that it stung like hell!
“Piquant…”, My Friend had said with joy. After that, I had ordered slave jean-pierre to lick up every drop that had fallen down on the floor. At first, he was a bit reluctant, since he was aware that some of it was mixed with the slave’s blood… but with the aid of Her whip, Jeanine managed to make him and her slave andré start to lick it all up in no time! Due to that, She had stepped in some of the yellow-reddish liquid and thus the two other slaves knew what to do and a few minutes later the soles of her boots were like new again!
Then, We had a ride through the club on Our two other slaves. Indeed, We had Our slaves down on all fours and rode them through the room. We did not stop at the door of the “black room” but continued Our ride into the bar of the club. After a few minutes of walking around speeding up Our “ponies” with Our crops and heels, a woman who was sitting at the bar called Jeanine’s name. It took her a few seconds, but then Jeanine recognised the Woman, and called out her name in surprise: Brigitte! Jeanine immediately pulled her slave’s hair and turned towards the Lady who was clearly dominant. Not only her outfit did reveal that, but the slave at her thigh high boots left no doubt. First Jeanine “dismounted” and hugged her Friend and seconds later I did the same. Like with most Dommes, Maitresse Brigitte seemed to be a very sympathetic woman who knew very well how to get what she wanted from males. The slave at her high shiny boots showed the results of that!
Anyway, We had a nice chat with Her while We had Our slaves at Our boots, showing Our superiority over males by throwing peanuts and little cookies that We got with our drinks on the floor for our slaves. Of course, they had to pick them up, but were not allowed to use their hands and on a few occasions, We stepped on such a nut or cookie, completely crumbling and mouldering them so Our slaves had to lick the remains not only from the floor, but also from Our soles! Indeed, the floor of the club was not to be soiled and that of course was also the case for Our boot soles!
After Our nice chat with Madame Brigitte, We went back to Our black room where the slave was still hanging in his chains for another round of Our whips! However, Jeanine apparently thought that it was more fun using one of the cattle prods that were available and she tortured him for more than ten minutes with it. It made him jump in his chains like a madman each time She touch his body, making that typically sound although that was always immediately drown out by his screaming! I guess I am a more like an old school Mistress as I stuck to a good old-fashioned whipping with several whips while four slaves were kissing My boots or trying too. Not that easy for them because I deliberately moved around to make them crawl during the process and I enjoyed their efforts to do as I had ordered! It is always nice to see men doing there utmost best to please You…
Unfortunately, clock ticked mercilessly and before We realised, Madame Brigitte came to tell Us that it was time since another Lady had reserved for the black room.
We had another drink in the bar (while Our slaves cleaned the black room for the next “customers”) and left for the restaurant where I had diner with My French Friend who once again had given Me a fantastic day!
Thanks Jeanine!
Lady Contessa Pat
