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
