Cage

In Februari 2011, I posted a message on the advantages of a cage on my blog. At least, that is what I thought, because recently I found out that due to one or the other malfunctioning this was never actually posted. Therefore, I want to (re?)post it:

Yesterday, I had contact with another Mistress and she wondered how I managed to keep My public and My private life separated. I explained her what I do to keep it that way and like that we came to the use of My cage. First she thought it was meant and used as attribute in a BDSM-relationship, but then I explained that I really used it as a very useful tool to keep My private and public life separated. Then I asked her if she’d leave her slaves alone in the house when going out. And I explained that I can do that without any problem with the use of the cage. Without having to fear they’d secretly do things I would not like. Next I asked her if she was never afraid a slave would accidentally run into visitors? Very simple: I lock them up when I expect visitors. They also know that they immediately have to go to the cellar, get into the cage, close it and lock it as soon as someone would arrive unexpectedly. Also during the nights My slaves are safely locked in their cages unless I need their service…hahahahaaaa…. And what to do when You want more intimate services from someone else? Do You want your slaves to sneak around in the house when You want more intimate services from another slave or guy?

On top of all the practical advantages, a cage has a strong symbolic function as it really keeps the slave as a prisoner and that you can have him rotten like that if you want that. But it can also used very well as an aid to punish the ones in the cage. Indeed it is possible to administer a whipping through the bars. When using the right whip, One can make them jump like a wild animal! Fun guaranteed for the One carrying the whip!






Lady Contessa Pat

Yesterday, We nearly had a very embarrassing problem.

On Our way back from an evening with Marlon, My Dutch friend, We had to stop by the police who asked why the three men were sitting in the back “like punished schoolboys” the policeman added as a joke. Myriam talked us out of it by saying that none of Us wanted to sit in the back with one or two of the males. “I wouldn’t mind sitting with the two of you in the backseat” the policeman said and he signed that we could go on.
Luckily, he did not ask to open the back as it would have been even more embarrassing if they found the whips, spurs and boots we had in there. And even more embarrassing would have been if they’d found jan in the back like we first wanted to do. Luckily We decided not to do so as we were a little bit afraid he might suffocate in there.



Lady Contessa Pat

Poll!

There is this guy who is always asking about one particular type of boots. I really get the impression that males have preferences when it comes to boots as well. I wonder which of My boots you prefer (I have uploaded a few typical ones):

1. I prefer nr. 1 Special high riding boots (spurs with protective caps)

2. Tough, heavy high boots

3. Classic high riding boots

4. special cruel boots, not to walk in on the streets (nor on a classic floor….hahahahaaaa…)

5. Brown kneeboots

6. special fetish high heels thigh highs

7. classic high heels thigh highs with stiletto heels and pointed tip

8. brown velvet fashion boots with stiletto heels and pointed tip

9. brown Western types

10. casual brown kneeboots

11. special high hiking boots

12. high fashion brown riding boots



So I want all of you readers to check out the poll and vote! Of course also comments are very welcome and I’ll be glad to read why you prefer one or the other boots.



Lady Contessa Pat aka madam Kommandante

Arrogance leads to....orgasm!

Yesterday, we made a last attempt to make a man pull the sulky to our liking. It was Myriams slave dirk (one of My former slaves!) who thought he was better or stronger than jan or marc.

Because of his arrogance, I decided to teach him a lesson if he didn’t keep his word and pulled the sulky to the speed I desired. And indeed, as expected, it was more arrogance than strength that made him think he could manage.

When We took place in the seat, I instigated Myriam by saying that I hoped that her slave would not let her down in front of her friend. Courageously, dirk took the holding beams (I don’t know how these things are actually called) and started pulling. In the beginning, it all went quite well, but that was purely due to the fact that the terrain had a slight slope down, but as soon as she urged him upwards,….. the sulky slowed down and finally stopped half way the slight slope. (Only the momentum got him that far!). Myriam immediately started whipping her slave to urge him, but the cart only moved for a few more meters before it stopped again. Time for Me to unfold My sadistic plan as I told Myriam casually that he embarrassed her in front of Me….. As if stung by a bee, she veered up and started to whip him, but as the sulky didn’t really move. By then he was crying and begging to stop, but instead, she hit harder and harder because of My teasing words asking if she’d let him make a fool of her in frot of Me? Me Myself, I had gotten all wet and hot seeing a man degraded like a beast of burden by his sexy Mistress, so I kissed her and offered a helping hand. Like that, We began whipping him simultaneously. Both of us doing our best to impress each other. Now and then stopping for a passionate kiss and when Myriam started to rub My pussy with her hand while whipping dirk with the other one, it felt as if I was drunk and minutes later,…. I orgasmed! It was an extremely strange feeling as I am not lesbian or so, but the mix of power, sadism and affection must have intoxicated Me and I thanked Myriam for it with a long and passionate kiss. By then We had stopped whipping dirk taking care of each other. After about fifteen minutes or so, the horn of a car near the estate brought us back to this world (I wonder if the driver had seen us through the surrounding bushes, but I think it was too far away).

I don’t know it was because of the arousement, but after that, we both had to pee (in the bushes….hahahahaaa….). In order to make sure that our slave was not looking, I ordered him to turn behind the sulky and grab the central axis. When Myriam found him in the position after she came back from the bushes, she took a picture of him with her mobile. After that, we started to whip him again and we lashed him continuously while he pushed the sulky towards the house.

Still aroused, We immediately went to My bedroom to restart where we ended in the sulky… marc and jan as our slave-servants waiting outside the room, ready to serve us in case we had a wish…..

And dirk? he was left outside to clean the sulky….



Lady Contessa Pat and Lady Myriam

Help! men are soooo weak!

Today we found out that this sulky is far too heavy for a human slave. Especially with two Ladies in the seat, My slaves jan nor marc seem to be able to reach a considerable speed with it, no matter how hard they are whipped and threatened. When alone in the seat, I managed to make them run, but only to a speed hardly higher than walking, but with Myriam, it was hopeless. At a certain moment We were whipping marc real hard simultaneously, but the only thing that happened was that his back got more and more bleeding.

I think I’d better sell the sulky again and try to find a more suitable one. I hope some of you can help Me. I wonder what I should look at when I want to buy a new one. What are the characteristics we have to look at? Smaller weels? Thicker tyres? A lighter frame?.....

I cannot ask the friend who adviced on the sulky. He assumed of course that it was for a horse and I cannot tell him it must be lighter as it is meant to be pulled by a human slave!

So, I hope some of you can help Me.



Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

In spring 2010, I also published the following article as a reaction on comments of readers on the article “Uniformed experiences”.

I am a bit disappointed because I got some private mails from people saying that this all was over the limits. But, I don’t see why. Afterall, it was the guy who came to Me, clearly showing that he was a sub. I simply treated him the way I’d treat other subs. The fact that he was jewish did not make a difference! Don’t you think that I am a racist or so. It is nothing political and I regret what happened to the Jews during WW2. I only get extremely aroused when thinking of the power Guardesses had over their prisoners, how they could use them as their personal slaves….



Believe Me, sometimes, My conscience also conflicts My fantasy of being a concentration camp Commandress.


So, I am not interested in these political nor military ideas and I think it is awfull what happened about 60 years ago, but I cannot help getting sexually aroused by the idea. It has been like that all my life!


That is why I like to dress like that when going to a masked ball! I can wear the uniform in public then without other people getting suspicious. And… I notice the looks and open mouths! You’d be surprised how many so called “straight” men that are impressed by this. Last time I wore My German Nazi uniform, I literally had to back off more then several men that turned around Me. One of them literally told Me “he’d loved to get interrogated by Me” pointing at My crop. Another one said he’d keep My boots shiny like that and he got in trouble with his wife as he was making compliments to Me all the time. Remember that these were no subs! they were so called straight, politically correct men!


Therefore, I think it is not fair that people like that now are criticizing My way of living and expressing My feelings, but at the same time satellite around Me making compliments! It is not political!


So, I insist that all of you reading this tells Me on your opinion on this! I don’t like it that only people that have negative comments contact Me! I also want people that sympathise with Me on this out themselves!!!!




Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

A sulky!

Since a few days, I have a sulky!

A few weeks ago, Myriam got this excellent idea so we started looking for one. Being complete novices in this kind of things we asked a friend from the manege to help us finding one. As we did not want to reveal the real purpose of the cart, we pretended to look for one for a real pony. To My surprise it wasn’t even hard to find and although I don’t have horses anymore at My estate, today I am the proud owner of a sulky! Yesterday, we tried it for the first time, but it appeared to be rather heavy for My untrained slaves. Nevertheless it was great fun. Whipping a slave that pulls the vehicle you are comfortably sitting is really is very exciting! Especially the fact that a slave is pulling to exhaustion under the arrogance of the whip and contrast between the comfort of the Mistress and the agony of the slave is extremely arousing.

It only is a pity that it seemed to be too heavy for a single slave to pull the cart with two Ladies. No matter how hard we whipped jan or marc, they did not seem to be able to create the desired speed. Even if Me and Myriam both whipped them simultaneously! Maybe extensive training will solve this. And that on itself is something to look forward to! Anyway, We are facing a very rewarding time! Lady Contessa Pat