Celebrating a new contract

 

Last Sunday afternoon I had rented a small wellness center because I had been able to sign a significant and very lucrative contract on Saturday. Therefore, I had invited My HR manager and Friend Myriam and I had called My servant michael and slavegirl maya to join Us. I call her slavegirl, but actually she is more of a kind of female "servant", or “maid” for Me.

Anyway, after the owner of the center had showed Us around and had disappeared, We both had our boots kissed and then taken off in the changing room. Myriam immediately ordered Our “servants” to thank Me extensively for the invitation and she pointed to the thigh high boots that I had put on for the occasion. Of course, michael and maya immediately understood and jumped onto My boots and after they had kissed the leather extensively and thanked Me, they were allowed to gently slide the black leather off My legs and feet to start kissing and worshipping My little feet and toes.

This didn't last that long, because We hurried to the warm jacuzzi (wonderful on such a cold day!) after having changed in Our bikini and bathing suit. Into the jacuzzi, Our slaves were allowed to continue their task after a few minutes of acclimatization, as in no time, We both lay comfortably stretched out in the warm water with our feet hanging over the edge. servant michael and maid Maya were allowed to continue kissing and massaging our little feet while sitting on their knees next to the jacuzzi.

After ten minutes or so, I ordered maya to join Me in the jacuzzi to continue massaging and kissing My feet, but… under water! A little later I ordered her to take off My bikini bottom under water with only her mouth. So, she was not allowed to use her hands! Hilarious and... very erotic and exciting! Especially after I order her to caress My little pussy with her tongue. Of course, also Myriam “discovered” the joy of it and also Michael was ordered into the jacuzzi after a few minutes, with the same task as maya: tongue My Friend Myriam (who appeared to have slid away the bottom side of her bathing suit by then).

 

So, like that, We enjoyed the jacuzzi in a slightly different way than usually and We continued chitchatting while Our slaves dove under water every half a minute or so. (they started with longer periods under water, but soon discovered that they got out of breath like that after a while. As a result, they had to take breaths for too long and thus I told them to use shorter under water periods and surface intervals so that Our fun was not interrupted for too long). From that moment on, they both seemed to be able to keep going on like that forever and indeed We enjoyed this special way of service for at least half an hour if not longer. Surprisingly, and although I liked her tongue very much and I had become hot like hell, maya could not get Me orgasm. Also michael could not! (although he had brought Myriam two times to orgasm!)

Later on, We went to the showers and “Open!” was the only thing I had to say to make maya open her mouth towards Us and catch Our piss mixed with some water from the shower. 

So, We had maya under us and pissed the two of Us together on her. At the same moment Myriam started caressing and kissing Me! And after a few minutes or so, she pushed away maya and she slowly slid her tongue from My mouth towards My breasts and finally towards My pussy! It was the first time that My Friend showed Me so expressively Her love, gratitude and submission to Me! It overwhelmed Me and I orgasmed twice!

It had made Me hot and horny for the rest of the evening, even after I was home and Myriam wasn’t even with Me anymore (since she had to go for diner to some family in the evening)! It was why I invited servant michael to the restaurant and took him to My place for the evening afterwards.

After some toying with My 24/7-slaves, I took michael upstairs and had great sex with him in a way I didn’t have sex for a long time: the classic way in which I rode michael’s cock sitting on top of him! After this I had him lick up and clean My little Empress and when he had finished doing that, I ordered slave marc to tongue-clean Michael cock after he had removed the condom.

 

Lady Contessa Pat

Invited by My Friend Jeffa

My Friend Jeffa had invited Me last weekend to show her new house and so she could also show her new slave Markus. I, for My part, had brought servant frank along. I had warned him that he better behave like a real slave (instead of the “servant” he is) and certainly not to ignore or poorly execute any wish of My Friend. But, he already knew that. She always punishes slaves who do not "perform" as she wants and expects, very hard. She is not so familiar with the concept of “servants”. To her, all men are slaves! (at least those with submissive feelings)

Anyway, I was warmly welcomed at My Friend’s: first intimate hugs and kisses from Herself, then by her two slaves who started kissing My boots as if possessed. This was a bit different from what I am used to as a greeting (one firm kiss on the toes of both boots), and after half a minute or so, I kicked Jeffa's slaves away. I certainly did not do that gently, because I knew that Jeffa has no mercy with her slaves and her slaves are slaves, real slaves, no “servants”. Then I was offered a drink and a snack by yet another slave who offered this naked on his knees. After these introductions, Jeffa showed Me her new house with among other things her new “Straffe Keller” a kind of torture chamber! This was not 100% ready yet, BUT she already had a “present” for Me in it: there was a slave already hanging on a kind of X-cross, ready for Me to enjoy Myself with! Together with this slave, there was a rack with dozens of whips and other “tools” to make someone say or admit anything She wanted, on the side. Judging by the old and fresh traces of whiplashes on his body, he had already had to endure a lot. In any case She offered Me the slave and hit him a few times with her whip for no reason to show why he was there and what he was going to be used for... Of course, I eagerly took advantage of that…!

When we arrived in the garage Jeffa offered to put My car inside so that her slaves could thoroughly clean it during the night (not that this was necessary…). The inspection of this cleaning session on Sunday was also fun and slave Markus had to show how he had licked the pedals clean (because that is where My beautiful boots would come into contact with was Jeffa’s explanation). This was actually not true, because I let Frank drive Me. Then She showed Me Her new jacuzzi, Nice for future fun, but we did not use it this weekend, apart from the fact that all slaves had to taste the water to see if it was suitable “for our feet”.

In the afternoon we first had a nice massage and then I was allowed to “inspect” her new slave Markus…

That was something I liked very much of course! Running My whip over his naked body, his nipples, his cock, his balls,… Hmmmm… and the latter were impressive! And thus I ordered frank to get My fine black leather gloves from the car and put them on for a more intense “inspection” of these parts of his body…  

After I had “inspected” him and found him suitable as a slave for My Friend, Jeffa, who saw My excitement, even offered Me to take him upstairs. Since I had expected that I would want to use it during the weekend, I had brought My facial dildo. The idea was initially to use it with frank in the evening (which I also did), but a young slave in the prime of his life was of course something I could not leave unused!

When I came back downstairs it turned out that servant frank had been “allowed” to serve Jeffa. She was sitting relaxed in a spacious leather seat with her legs spread, her long skirt all the way up, panties apparently pulled off and in between frank, kneeling, his head bowed forward… At the same time, Her slaves supported both her boots with their hands folded as a step. one holding the right and the other one supporting her left boot. When I came in, however, She kicked her slaves away and also pushed frank’s head away. She complimented Me laughingly on the fact that My servant has “a very good tongue” and that I “have trained him well!” I sat down next to Her and put My feet on the slave’s back who offered himself as a footstool at Jeffa's command and I in turn snapped My fingers at frank and pointed at Jeffa's boots. Then we reminisced extensively about our first meetings, already a few years ago, until Jeffa realized that it was time to get changed for the restaurant and the Christmas market that we would visit afterwards.

When We got home later that night, Jeffa asked Me (a bit surprised) if I wasn’t interested in the slave in her basement. That of course worked well because I was a bit indignant about her comment and wanted to show her what I do with painsluts like the one in her basement! The result was that I was a bit agitated and the slave paid for that with blood and skin! And half an hour later, he lost consciousness while the blood was running down his back! he was indeed a real "painslut", because he lasted a surprisingly long time, but after a while and especially after I started using a really mean singletail whip, he started begging to stop. Intoxicated by the feeling of power and sadism, I ordered frank to My room and ordered him to give Me at least three orgasms! And he succeeded! And not only with a facial dildo (which I usually prefer), but also with his tongue! The next morning, I got an extensive foot massage from My servant who had faithfully spent the night at the back of My bed. After breakfast, We went to look at the slave in the punishment cellar who had been cared for by the other slaves during the night after his beating. After this caring, they seem to have locked him up in a dog kennel (of course by Jeffa’s orders!). To check on him, Jeffa kicked him a few times between the bars “to wake him up”. he was clearly already awake when We came in and from the first kick with her boot he screamed and begged to stop. Nevertheless, she kicked him three more times. Then I also put the toe of My boot between the bars for him to kiss My boots and thank Me for “the lesson” of the previous evening.

A little later, I said goodbye to Jeffa and left for home because I wanted to go for a ride (horseback) in the late afternoon and we still had a considerable car ride ahead of us.

Anyway, although My visit to Jeffa was short and not very special, it was a very nice weekend and We both enjoyed it (at least I did!)… Thanks Jeffa

Lady Contessa Pat

French Friends…! Part 2

When We came inside Brigitte’s house, She invited Us to the cellar that was completely equipped like a dungeon and where one of the “cibles” was fixed to a whipping cross at the wall. On the opposite side more than twenty whips and other items that could be used to make someone suffer were on display on a large table.

“Come on Ladies, lets make him bleed!” Brigitte instigated Us, but their was no need for pushing Us and in no time We were whipping the slave the three of Us simultaneously: Three sadistic Ladies using Their well chosen whips on the defenceless naked body in front of Us! 

The slave constantly moving insofar the cuffs and ropes allowed the movements since he got nearly constantly lashes on his body that had become completely red in no time and on which several old cuts were being ripped open again by Our biting lashes. Like that small rivulets of blood started run down at several spots on his back. But even then, he did not scream yet, only produced some muffled sounds each time a somewhat harder lash came home.

And than We decided on a procedure that guaranteed the cruellest whipping: One by one We’d whip him three times and the first One that succeeded to make him scream and beg to stop would win the small at the spot created competition. Like that Laurence hit him three times and I could see that he had to grit his teeth not to scream it out and I realised that I only had to hit him a little bit harder to get him over the edge, and indeed, with My second hit a managed that he could no longer resist and screamed it out! Of course, that was not the end of it since We had never said that We’d stop whipping him after he gave in…. hahahahahahahaa…. and thus We continued whipping him in series of three until his back was bleeding like probably never before! To be honest I was shocked at myself afterwards when I saw how We had damaged him! I was surprised We had gone that far, but in the so called “heat of the fight” One risks to forget boundaries. But afterall, Brigitte had told Us, when introducing them, that they both were hardened and experienced slaves that wanted a whipping till bleeding!  

Anyway, the second one got pretty much the same “treatment”, but he had seen how his fellow slave had been whipped to shreds and begged from the beginning not to go that far on him. I had never seen or heard a slave (painslut) that normally longs for a whipping, begging for this before even the first lash was launched at him! We must have made some impression! However, also he had to endure a serious whipping during which he was blindfolded and had to tell each time who administered the whiplash. We had told him he’d get 3 from each of Us, but this number would be increased each time he guessed wrong. Each time he was right, We’d subtract one lash. Of course We hit him in a random order and changed whips very frequently, not to make it too easy for him. I guess he must have had more than thirty! By the time We had finished with him, Brigitte’s slave nick had also finished nursing the wounds on the first whipping boy’s back and could start with the second one.

After the slaughtering, We went back upstairs where Brigitte had ordered two slaves to sit on their knees, legs spread. I recognized them as the “garcons de bottes” and the tallest of them explained that they were there to give Us the opportunity to test Our boots… With a smile I took the invitation and I kicked both straight in the balls and also Laurence followed My example and kicked one straight in his “manhood”.

The boots several slaves got to 

encounter more closely this weekend.

 

 

These boots are made for kicking… 

That is what they do… 

One of this days these boots are gonna kick all over you…!

 At that moment, We got the idea to kick them again a few times and have them tell Us, Who had the cruellest kick or boots, and of course We called the other Ladies to join Us in the little “competition”.

I was sure that both slaves would agree that My kicks are the hardest and cruellest. I guessed that My pointed Western boots guaranteed that. And indeed, they did! So, We had both slaves blindfolded and then Me, Laurence, Brigitte and Dea each kicked the slaves three times in the groin! Honestly, I admitted that most probably it were mainly My lovely Westerns that made the difference…

After that, I had become thirsty and had a few drinks while the two “ballboys” had to kiss, worship and tongue-clean the boots that had nearly destroyed their manhood.   

And then, I saw that Laurence’s slave philippe was available and since I knew that this much younger slave is very skilled in licking his Mistress to orgasm, I pointed at him, ordering him to My boots as well. After having him kissed My boots, I grabbed his hair and ordered him (together with the slaves that were kissing My boots) upstairs. No need to tell you what followed… 

Lady Contessa Pat