Christmas 2010

Another post on My first meetings with Myriam (posted on 28/12/2010):




Christmas Eve






When thinking over what happened on Christmas Eve, I remembered that I have been thinking before that M., at least, had a dominant site. I remember vaguely that a few years ago during a birthday party, she had a dressage whip and she started to give a demo with it in the pub. After a few minutes, she started to make the demo more “vivid”, making a guy jump at her commands under the loud cracking of the whip. At that time, it all was explained as being just a joke, but now I wonder…. I don’t think she actually hit the guy, but at least she toyed with him like a tamer. I also remember the rumor that she had whipped a girl with her crop when she was still a teenager. According to what I heard at that time, they had an argument about a boy and in the fight, she must have used her whip on the girl.


After what happened on Christmas Eve, I started to reflect and taking the above “incidents” into account, I am pretty sure now M. definitively is a Domme, or at least has the potential to become one. I wouldn’t be surprised if she already is using slaves. I will try to find out when I see her next week (she went abroad for skiing for a week). I wonder what you think of it….






Lady Contessa Pat

Revelation at Christmas Eve

As I said in one of the previous postings, I have a series of post that never got actually on My blog, although I had meant to. I found out that nearly all the post concerning Myriam never really got published. Since I think that this is a pity, I will (re)post them the following days one by one. Today you find the one I think is the first post mentioning Myriam (it was written on 27/12/2010:



Revelation at Christmas Eve

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas Eve.I had and it might have been a very fruitful one. Future will tell!
It was the first time I celebrated Christmas Eve with some friends from the riding club. We had a meal and some dancing in the pub adjacent to the stables and riding hall.
After a few hours and dito drinks, some got drunk and started to get out of themselves.
S., normally a rather shy and dull person, started dancing on a table and soon M. joined her. M. is a woman in her early fifties and used to ride competitions. After a few minutes, she started to challenge D. a shy boy, a loner who likes to hang around the riding club and the pub. A little bit simple minded I think personally, but it is said that he has a university degree.
At a certain moment M. turned around and started waving her ass right in front of him. In no time a few guys started to shout to him and in no time nearly everyone was chanting “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” and so he did. M. turned around and slapped him in the face. The crowd applauded! At that moment, everyone was laughing because D. once again had made a fool of himself.
Agitated by the booze and bystanders, two tough guys grabbed D. and told him to excuse himself properly to M. Like that, they pushed him with his face to her boots and told him he could kiss her boots if he’d liked to kiss her. More laughter. The important was that M. did not refuse it and even put her boot a little bit forward By then I knew it for sure, M. has a dominant nature! I had been thinking this before, but I never dared to ask.
Maybe she didn’t show it, but deep inside she was. The alcohol made it surface! So later on, when M. went to the toilet, I went after her and started a conversation on what happened. She admitted she found it funny and did not really dislike it. I told her that being single (divorced) she should more follow her feelings and when she seemed to understand what I was saying, I dared to ask her straightforward if she felt dominant. First she acted as if she was surprised by My question, but then she said that she indeed did not dislike the way D. was forced to kiss her boots and that it even made her hot and wet! That she felt so powerful standing high on that table and having a man kissing her boots. I told her that there were possibilities to live her secret desires but that I would talk with her on that later on as we had little time at that moment. I promised to call her one of the next days, to make an appointment. Then we went back to the others, and later, while dancing, I noticed the smile on M.’s face.
On top of all this, there was J. He started to make compliments to Me and telling that I was one of the best horsewoman he knew, one of the most beautifull, blablabla….! On top of that he started to ask these annoying questions like if I wasn’t lonely, if I never needed a shoulder to cry,… After a while,I told him politely that I was not interested, but he kept on trying. Pathetic!




Lady Contessa Pat


BTW, marc and dirk spend the festivities in their cages

Stableslave

Last night, I decided to get our horses back home. Since more than a year I had My horse stalled in a manege as I was not able to look after it properly at home. I discussed it with Myriam, and we decided to look for (and get) a stableslave that could look after our horses. Since this was a failure last time (two years ago?), we want to be sure that the candidate is loyal and trustworthy and will not run away after a few weeks.


To make it easier for a candidate, I will no longer demand that he will be My 24/7-slave. However, I expect him to be available daily to look after two horses (Mine and Myriams). AND of course he will have to behave and serve like a slave towards Me and Mistress Myriam. Like that, he will have to accept all orders and punishment from Us and he will have to accept all treatment we see fit to him. (Of course all of this will be incorporated in a special contract). As the slave needs to be available upon request of Me or Myriam, he will preferably live in the region between Antwerp and Brussels (but this is not absolutely necessary).

No financial compensations will be given for the work, nor for damages that might occur on the slave or his property.

If you feel you fit this and you want no longer a life in dullness but a new adventurous life fulfilling your (submissive) dreams, you can contact Me on madam_kommandante@yahoo.com and send Me your application letter and CV.



Lady Contessa Pat

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