In Germany... again

 Last weekend, I was at My German Friend Petra, who had invited Me and Our Friend-Mistresses at a place She could use for the weekend from a friend.

Also this “friend” was at home, but it was agreed that She’d be the Mistress-Owner of the house and that he’d be just one of Our slaves.

The choice for this house was because of it was an old remote farm house on the countryside, very suitable for the kind of meetings We have with My Friends and Our slaves.

When We arrived, We were introduced to the slaves that were divided into two categories: “hunden” and “kakerlaken”, dogs and cockroaches…  Petra’s house slaves and the slaves brought by Herrin Jeffa, Lady Frau Charlotte and Herrin Carla were “the dogs”, while the slaves, that were foreseen by Our host as extra meat for Our sadism, were called cockroaches!

So the “kakerlaken” were blindfolded and while crawling on all fours had to find Our host Madam Petra. We told them that She’d move around to allow them to find the Her boots by the sound of them on the floor. But of course, not only Petra’s heels were heard in the room since the four of use simply walked around in it as well. And of course, We “encouraged” the cockroaches with Our whips and boots or shoes so they got whipped and kicked constantly. Sometimes on their body, sometimes in their balls and sometimes even on the head! The “kakerlaken” were told that their ordeal ended as soon as they were able to kiss Petra’s boot, but of course they could never tell whether they succeeded when kissing a boot because of their blindfold. And even if they knew for sure, they would never dare to contradict Our words if We said that they were kissing the wrong boots and got it in their face. Like that indeed several “crawlers” got My boot in their face and it happened several times that We let a cockroach come close to one of Our boots while One of Us took position behind them and like that he got a boot in the face while at the same time he got one of Our boots in the balls! After a while it could be seen that some of them had a bleeding noose since blood was dripping from below the blindfold. And still 15 minutes or so, they were allowed to remove their blindfold and had to tongue-clean the floor on which tens of smeared streaks of blood were visible. During this We sat comfortably at the sides using Our whips on the cockroaches while the other slaves, the “dogs” had to do Our boots and shoes (also the soles had been soiled with blood due to the blood-stained floor).

I had Jeffa’s slave stephan at My boots and that was important for the next test Madam Petra had in store for “the dogs”. The slave that was at Our boots was blindfolded and had to recognize the boots of his (temporary) Owner.  So, slave Stephan had to kiss all Our boots and had to stop and say something like “Danke, Herrin, dass ich deine schonen Stiefel kussen darf” (I hope this is correct German), meaning “Thank You Mistress that I am allowed to kiss your beautiful boots” when he came at My boots. Luckily he was right and indeed said this to Me when at My boots, but the ones that made a mistake during this test where kicked by the boots or shoes they chose wrongly AND by the ones of their (temporarily) Owner. On top of that, Madam Petra’s slave was not only kicked by Lady Charlotte and his Owner, but also whipped seriously for it by Her. The reason was very simple: he had been at Petra’s boots but instead said the words indicating that the boots were his Owners at Charlotte’s boots! So he did not mistook the boots of a temporarily Mistress, but those of his real Owner-Mistress! And that deserved a serious punishment of course!

Another nice moment was when the cockroaches’ feet were fixed together and their hands were strapped at the back and they had to crawl from one room, through a corridor to another room. Due to the straps of course they could only do that by shuffling on their belly. Hilarious! Especially since also they were informed that during this entertainment for Us, the last two cockroaches that reached Madam Petra’s boots (they had to kiss as if it was a finish line) were whipped by all of Us! Of course, during their crawl, the cockroaches encountered several “obstacles”. Me Myself I stood at the entrance of the corridor with a whip, “Peitsche strasse”, “whipping Street”, Lady Charlotte called it. She herself stood at the entrance of the last room with a cattle prod, while Jeffa and Myriam “did” the first room, kicking and whipping the slaves around in it. And I can tell you that the last one did not even reach the corridor! As a result, he was put in a cage to recover after his ordeal in the room with Jeffa and Myriam. And thus We had only the second last in front of Our whips after the little “Haus Gekrieche”, something that translates like “House crawl”. And I can tell you that he really felt sorry that he did not crawl faster and at least end before the last two! I hope that Madam Petra will not get into legal trouble if one of the cockroaches would put charges against her for suffering permanent damage. Especially that last one was really outraged, but he had signed for it in advance!

Another thing worth mentioning was the little game I introduced after We were throwing a little ball in the garden after which the cockroaches had to crawl towards it and fetch it. Every time a cockroach could bring a ball to the Mistress who had thrown it, he got a point. You should have seen the cockroaches crawling like crazy, sometimes nearly fighting to get the ball in their mouth… they were told that at the end the one that had the least points again was punished and they had seen before what that meant! But, after a while I felt that it started boring Us and I introduced a variant of it in which We did not throw the little ball, but kicked it into the garden. But not only We kicked the ball, but also a slave had to hold the ball when We kicked it away. And for that I especially changed from My pumps into a pair of Western boots. No need to say that these (but also the shoewear from My Friends) caused some collateral damage to a few hands. Especially the pointed toe of Carla’s pumps was a real nightmare for the slave that had to hold the little ball at the “kick-off”

 Anyway again: We had a great and exciting time…

 Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

French experiences

 Already a few weekends ago, I was invited by My French Friend Laurence. Since it was said that We’d have some horseback-riding I had ordered My servant michael to come along and drive Me to My Friend’s.

I actually do not have much time, but nevertheless want to highlight the highlights or special experiences I had during My stay at Laurence’s.

Already after having arrived, Me and another Friend Madame Jeanine, were introduced to three slaves that were in Laurence’s “trou esclave”, her “slave pit”. Three pathetic faces looking up at Us from the bars that covered the whole in the ground.

A few minutes later one of Laurence’s houseslaves came to Us with six plastic beakers we had filled in the toilet just before We went to the garden after She had suggested to go to the toilet since both of Us probably needed to go after the long ride We just had made towards Her. And indeed, on a small table in the toile there were six beakers, two with My name on and two bearing “Madame Laurence”, already filled up to three-fourth. Our host then suggested to pick one of the slaves in the pit and “baptize” the chosen one… Like that the one each of Us would have baptized would also be Our personal slave for the day! 

After We had poured Our “liquid” over a chosen slave, We decided that the slave Jeanine had taken had not done his best to collect her piss and swallow it and thus he was taken out of the pit, hosed down with a strong jet of water and fixed to a tree, Madame Laurence’s preferred whipping tree… There he was whipped not only by Madame Jeanine for his lack of dedication to collect Her piss, but also by Laurence for putting her down in front of Her Friends. So it yielded him more than fifty hard lashes, making his back covered in red stripes, although at that moment I did not see real blood yet.

Another “experience” worth mentioning is the work-out training Our slaves got, not only the three from the pit, but also My servant Michael and Laurence’s houseslaves Philippe and xavier. The slaves had to sit on their knees on a line and Laurence stood in front of them blowing a small but loud whistle. With one whistle they had to stand up, two meant to go on their knees and when hearing three whistles they had to lay belly down on the ground.

Me and Jeanine stood behind the slaves, whip at hand to speed up the slaves and make them follow the speed Laurence imposed with her whistle and She made the pace increase steadily until the slaves were not able to follow it and We were whipping the slaves continuously. Of course then, We changed positions and I got the whistle. However, I decided not to use that but instead I stamped once, twice or three times on the ground with My boot as a sign for the slaves to stand, kneel or lay down. After this “work-out” especially the three “stooges” were bleeding on their back since We had been focusing on them (as agreed on from the start). Michael was “striped” a bit, but nothing serious.

And each time when We came from horseback-riding (We rode on Thursday and Friday), michael and the other slaves had to pull off their shirt and put it on the floor to offer it as cloths for Our dirty boots so We would not soil Laurence’s house. After that, they had to sit on all fours around the pit to serve as a human bench. Like that We had put our boots on the bars that covered the pit in which the three “worms” had been locked again so they could already start to do the soles of Our boots with their tongue!

An appropriate picture sent to Me by an admirer!

The other day, We rode as well, but not on the horses from the manege. No, Laurence had the idea of using the pit-slaves as human horses and race on them! So We were invited to wear some of the rowel-type spurs Laurence offered Us from Her personal collection. No need to tell you that all three of the slaves were having bleeding thighs after the “races”! Indeed, with each race, We got more and more fanatic to win and used Our whips and spurs more and harder!

Unfortunately, I have no more time now for more details. Maybe I will write about it later on when I have more time.

 Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

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