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
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