Spain or Holland

Yesterday, I heard marc and dirk discuss about the outcome of the worldcup final. marc claimed Spain would win and dirk was in favor of Holland.
When I heard their little discussion, I asked them if they were prepared to bet on the winner? If they were prepared to put their blood and skin at stake? As mainly dirk seem to hesitate a bit, I pushed them a little bit and it ended in an agreement that the looser would get a whipping to blood while the winner would be allowed to serve Me sexually while I’d make the other one bleed. I liked it very much as I was going to be the winner anyway! hahahahaaaaa….
Today we all know who will have his tongue between My thighs and who will be at the other end of My whip tonight. I’ve never seen marc more triumphing, while dirk is only an inch away from crying…..


Lady Contessa Pat

To spur or….not to spur….that is ….. not the question! The questions is which spurs?

As I have a nice collection of special rowel type spurs (apart from My classic ordinary spurs I use for horsebackriding), I started to wear those during My rides on human ponies. I had discovered earlier that My slaves were scared to death for these spurs. Much more than for My whips! Therefore, after a while, I started to use much sharper spurs to ride human ponies. But, after a real tough ride, I was facing a dilemma: wearing rowel-type spurs and relying on their mental effect on the pony or wearing classical and actually use them to urge the slaveboy. I always find this a difficult choice as both give Me a lot of satisfaction. I wonder what other Dommes and slaves feel about this. I’d be glad to hear!




Lady Contessa Pat

How to...

How to teach a slave to heel properly…

pony riding

Some years ago, I had contact (only via the net, but that is another story) with a slave that was into ponyriding. At that time, I had ridden humans on parties and so, but was not really into ponyriding as such.
However due to some ideas of him, I experienced some “2 legged”-riding. Not with the guy that convinced Me about the joy of ponyriding, but with My own slaves (at that time I had 2 and I was not sure about his real intentions as he seemed merely to be interested in My identity, which I did not want to give to a stranger).
Anyway, at that time I started to ride My slaves, first indoors and soon after that also outdoors. I particularly enjoyed that My ponyslave ran Me to the stables when I wanted to go for a ride with My real horse. Especially when it has been raining and the gras is wet. The first time I did this indeed was because of the wet and muddy ground after a shower and I did not want to get My new boots wet and muddy. So marc took Me to the stables where I could simply step from one stirrup to the other, without My boots touching the ground. As all this was so simple and comfortable, from that moment on, I nearly always had Me brought to My horses (at that time I still had 2) like that. As I liked to walk around My garden now and then to see how nature changes, I started enjoying My ponyslave to walk Me around My garden (which is rather big). Maybe it is hard to imagine, but I like nature very much. I can get excited when I see a special bird, or see a small plant growing into a piece of art! Recently I dared to take the next step in ponyboyriding: I took My pony out to have a walk on him in the forrest! Of course I could not do this nearby, but driving about 1,5 hours with My car to the south brings Me in a part of the country that is far less populated and gives One the chance of hiking for hours without seeing another human (especially during the week). I had discovered this during “ordinary” hiking in this area and one day I go this terrific idea! I have been doing this now a few times with marc and we never encountered other people up till now. Of course we are prepared in case we’d hear someone coming near. We already have a scenario in mind how to react in such a case….
I wonder if anyone had ideas or experiences like that or what you think of the risk I am taking. But it is so thrilling! Maybe partially because of the risk of getting caught?

Lady Contessa Pat

Since a few weeks I have this new slave now. But it is not him I want to talk about. It is all these other would-be slaves who are telling Me now that I should take them instead of dirk. That they would be far better slaves and that they’d do anything to become My slave. Strangely, none of them did much effort to become My slave when I was in need of a new one! Is that a typical male property? Of course some of them asked from day one for an appointment. When I refused this (I really have not the intention of giving up My anonymity to each and every sub that I meet via the net!), their interest seems to be gone just like that. I also have the impression that nearly all of the so called slaves only are interested in their own pleasure. I think they are no slaves but fetishists, looking for a woman to fulfill their desires! I hate these types. they should go to a professional domme!! Not bothering a lifestyle Domme!
The most striking example was a foreign student who lives in Holland. He looked a promising slave and after some contacts via the net, I considered of meeting him as he appeared to be a virgin!!!!!! It thrilled Me getting the opportunity to train a virgin into a submissive willess slave that jumps at a snatch of My fingers. But, when we were about to make an appointment, he asked money to meet him! I think I somewhat exploded! Asking money as a slave??? Of course by then he knew I am rather wealthy and must have thought to get his share. You can imagine how this “relationship” ended! I am still getting outrageous when I think of this.
Due to all these disappointments I indeed had decided to take dirk as My new slave. I know he probably would not have been My first choice due to his inexperience, but at least he seems to be trustworthy and loyal.

Lady Contessa Pat

Interesting meeting

Not so long ago, I met a very interesting girl. Although being relatively young, she already knew very well how to get what she wants.
It was on a private party where I got to talk to her by accident, but immediately, we got along.
It appeared that in contrast with Me, she frequents all kinds of fetish and BDSM-parties in Belgium and abroad and although I think she must weigh around 90 kilos, she moved like a tigress and radiated dominance in a way seldom seen.
After some chit-chat, she told me her story: Being a little bit so called volumptuous, she was considered the ugly duckling for years. At that time, boys or men didn’t even look at her. Disappointed by this, one day she decided to give free reign to her dominant nature. As soon as she left her place of birth, she started to change to clothes that expressed more her real feelings. Cheap shoes changed into shiny leather boots, dull skirts became skin fitting leather pants, explicit mascara appeared on her face,…
In no time she felt that many men started to get interested in her like that and that she was all of a sudden in the middle of their attention and admiration. Even when going out with friends she saw that attention shifted from her “natural beauty” friends to her. In the beginning, not really realizing her real power, she hooked on the first boyfriend she could get, but after some months, she realized that she attracted men that were prepared to serve her as a godess. A bit later, she had her first real BDSM-experience. A guy had offered her to become her slave. She said that although she knew he was drunk, he meant his offer. The booze only made him dare to say where he longed for. Two days later she contacted him and they decided to give it a try. Due to this man, she was able to fulfill a old dream to learn how to ride horses and become a horsewoman. She said that the first whipping she administered was with a riding crop she got as a present from him.
She also told me that a guy she was in love with but rejected her at the age of 18, now begs her to become hers! She called it her little revenge. At that time she did not know he was a sub. Now she is in the possiblility to toy with him around!
The bottom line is: Girls, don’t go after a man. Just make them beg for you! I simply don’t understand why women don’t.

Lady Contessa Pat

P.S. I’d love to put a picture of her on My blog, but I must ask her first as I do not want to violate her privacy.

Normal?

Just heard on the radio that scientific experience in France showed that 80% of the people are prepared to torture someone for money.
When I said in some forums that I am a sadist and enjoy breaking slaves many of the members called Me “weird”. Now it appears that My feelings are not that strange. Torturing someone for money is normal. Doing this for sexual pleasure is weird????????
And even then, I only hurt people if they displease Me. Not just like that!

Lady Contessa Pat