Fun in Germany

Last weekend, I was in Germany, at Charlotte’s, with some of “Les Chattes Bottees”.

Apart from discussing our plans to organize a kind of “Olympic games for slaves”, I had a few nice experiences.

One very interesting was that one of Charlotte’s slaves, a guy She simply called “lecker” had to sit on his knees facing a pair of Her riding boots,  placed on a stool in front of him. Like that he had to worship and glorify them by talking to them and he had to keep on talking like that for 30 minutes, without stopping. Humiliating, showing that he was just an inferior creature, inferior to the boots he had to worship (without someone wearing them). A strong signal! Another was the fact that a slavegirl belonging to marlon, had to clean our muddy boots with her long hair after We had been walking outside. One by one, while We were chitchatting in the lobby. Right after her, another slave had to do the “finishing touch” with his tongue.

And the one I liked most was that at a certain moment, the slaves got some water to drink and all got some ice cubes. Strangely the cubes had a yellowish color…. I had seen this before. A few years ago I have tried this as well and had pissed into the special form one uses to make ice cubes and had it put in the freezer. Later on, My slaves got them in their drinks to humiliate them and make them remember their position. It is already a few years ago and I don’t even remember it was with jan and marc. Maybe I could do this again….

Indeed he says now that I have never done that with him. So they will have “ice cubes” with their water tomorrow!

 

Lady Contessa Pat

Looking for slaves

slaveboys!

As you know I have some Domme Friends in Holland and Germany and We see each other regularly to exchange ideas and experiences and have fun.

Recently, we discussed the possibilities to have a kind of slave Olympics.

Of course such an organization implies a number of slaves and it was agreed that each of us would bring in 3 or 4 slaves. However, to Me and Myriam, this imposes some problems as I only have 2 regular slaves and Myriam only one!

That is why We are actually looking for slaves that offer themselves as slavetoy for a “one time” event.

It will most probably take place in June in the south of Holland and will last 1 weekend (exact date will be confirmed).  Candidates must speak Dutch, German or English. Not understanding orders in one of these languages will not be accepted as an excuse and might be punished as disobedience!

Of course experienced slaves have our preference, but healthy novice slaves in good condition also are very welcome.

However, keep in mind that it will be a “one time” meeting and I will not take you to My place, nor will you get My identity. The meeting will not imply any further relationship with Us (unless Me or Myriam would decide so; or any other Domme present).

During this weekend, all slaves will have to “perform” for their Mistress. No need to say that letting Us down, will be punished!

All slaves will have to agree with Our conditions and will have to sign a contract. Also, measures will be taken to guarantee Our anonymity.  Each slave will have to arrange his own transportation to and from the event. Where to sleep will be decided by Us at that moment, depending on Our mood.  This will be the same for the meals.

We already agreed on a couple of games We’d organize, like one or more boot licking contests (cfr. lick muddy boots clean in the short possible time), rope pulling (the ropes attached to their penis; the Owners allowed to whip the slaves to victory), running with a load (cfr. bag of sand on the shoulder; again the  Owner will be allowed to whip the slave to speed him up), ponyraces (although I like a good 2-legged pony race, that hasn’t been cleared out yet since it would need a lot of space and thus a remote location, but a few races on all fours will be part of the games). Also, Marlon will try to get a ponycart for the event.

Some also suggested a blind (pussy) licking test, but we were not all in favor of that (yet).  So, we will see.

Anyway, if you feel that you would be suitable to be used in Our slave-games and serve as My or Myriams temporary slave, I want you to contact Me via Madam_Kommandante@yahoo.com and introduce yourself properly, including a description of your physics, physical condition, BMI, age, weight,…

I know that June will be there soon, but the decision to have these games was only taken yesterday.

Lady Contessa Pat

Cardiff

Myriam at the Millenium Centre

After our latest visit to London, we also went to Cardiff for a business meeting and stayed there overnight.

One of our business associates took us to the Castle and showed us the Millennium Centre.

Maybe it is a nice city, but a bit dull I think, especially when there is no appropriate “service” around for two Ladies like us. So, we left again the next morning.

Lady Contessa Pat

With Myriam in London

Myriam's delight

I had Myriam accompany Me to London since I wanted to show her the dungeon I found a few weeks (if not months) ago.

So, We “hired” two slaves from the club (like I had done with Hans) and We took off for what We expected to be a very rewarding evening.

At first sight, the somewhat younger “studs”, looked very promising, but unfortunately one of them, a “George Clooney”-type of slave, appeared to be a sissyboy that couldn’t take a moderate whipping!   ….And then I didn’t even used My own “toys” since Hans did not accompany us!

So I complainted for his behavior afterwards, but I came very soon to the conclusion that this is what happens when using slaves who pay for it!

At least the other one, dave, appreared to be somewhat more “slavish”.

Anyway, we did make good use of them, expecially Myriam who was thrilled to have a slave she did not know. She told Me that, abroad, no need to be afraid that someone would recognize her, in her leather pants and thigh high boots, she could fully enjoy Her desires.

And indeed she squeezed every pleasure a slave could give her out of him!

Under My boots

Me Myself I found the evening rather disappointing. I had had a far better evening in the club with Hans and the other slave a few months ago. But, Myriam was delighted and that made it worth the trip. Seeing how My friend toyed around with her slave was on itself a pleasure.

Lady Contessa Pat

Paris

Prior to the fun

Last weekend, I was in the city of lights for a meeting with one of My French Friends. Last time we met, She had invited Me to a private dungeon in Paris. She had told Me about the fantastic atmosphere and the excellent in house slaves. All of them very dedicated slaves, very submissive and obedient and all eager to serve and please.

As proof of that, when entering the “chambres” (the rooms), a guy who was licking the floor had to greet Us by kissing our boots. His Mistress-Owner gave him a hard kick in his balls from behind as a sign to stop. I don’t know if it were her marks, but his back was just marked all over. It looked as if he had been beaten to blood hundreds of times. Laurence explained Me that it was one of the painsluts offered by the Owneress of the club to unleash Ones sadism. It explained the state of his back. Then the Woman told Me that he was one of five like that. They had several of them because they had to be changed regularly to recover from the cuts and bruises! Excellent subject for real sadists, She said. And believe Me She was! Laurence and Myself each had choosen a slave but had decided to put one in a corner on hold and toy with the other slave together and change him after an hour. (We had hired the dungeon for two hours). As I knew also Laurence had a fanatic whiphand and Our slaves had a rough time. At a certain moment, We offered the first one the choice between Laurence’s whip and My boots. To My surprise, he choose the latter. I had never seent that. My slaves always are scared to death to get kicked by Me, but this one had gotten so frightened to get more lashes from Laurence that he choose My boots. I was determined to make him regret his choice and after five or six good hits, he begged to stop and used his safeword. Afterwards, I heard that the slaves only do that in very special occasions, because when using it, they don’t get paid by the Owner of the club for that period and I was told that all of them needed the money badly! Anyway, We got to choose another one.  The second one was treated a bit differently. he had to hold an object, a little spoon, in his hand in front of him, while We had our whips to whip it out of his hands. Fun!

And although at the end his hands were red and bleeding at several places, he did not complain nor cried or so. A worthy slave!

Then came the one from the corner, who had been watching Us the whole time. Laurence ordered him to thank Us properly for the “show” he had been able to watch and as a result, he kissed My and Laurence’s boots passionately. Of course he also had to suffer. We had not paid just to get our boots kissed! So he got chained and stretched with a haul,  then, We started to whip the shit out of him using different whips ophitsen each other to harder and more sadistic lashes. And yes! After about twenty minutes, also this slave could no longer stand it and used his safeword. It led to the statement that  “La Belge” (Me!) was one of the cruelest sadist he ever encountered…. I don’t know if he meant it as a compliment or that he was disappointed. The Owneress did show some respect to the way We had managed to make her slaves work for free that evening (at least two hours). On the other hand she might just be a good business woman, praising her customers….

Anyway it was a enjoyable and rewarding evening and the food afterwards was delicious as well!

Lady Contessa Pat

Carla and Marlon

I knew that Marlon and Carla are Friends for a very long time already. (It was how I met My German Friends in the first place), but it was interesting to hear how they got to know each other.

They both were in a private school in Germany (Marlon being the daughter of a high ranked Dutch army officer) where they both discovered their “nature”.

Apparantly there were two kind of girls in the school, some poor orphans and a larger group of rich girls and it appeared that there was some discrimination between the two groups and that some of the girls exploited that to their benefit. Apparantly Carla and Marlon both had their eyes set on a shy orphan girl from Marlon’s class. Being two years older, Carla had started dominating the girl from the beginning using her as a kind of maid. Marlon, who had sensed it, once had followed the girl to Carla’s room and had seen how Carla toyed with the girl and used the girl for her sexual pleasure.

She had confronted Carla with it and demanded her share! From that moment on the girl became their mutual toy and she soon evolved into their slavegirl. From that moment on, both Carla and Marlon seemed to compete each other in humiliating the girl.

It was clear that the girl must have had some submissive and probably lesbian feelings as well because apparently she did not complain to anyone nor ran away or so.

Marlon said that in the beginning it was just about doing her homework, massaging her feet, cleaning her shoes and not like Carla who used the girl simply for her kinky sexual desires.

But also Marlon had soon evolved into a demanding “Mistress”, having her boots kissed and licked by the girl.

Also, physical punishment mainly consisted in the beginning of faceslapping and kicking, but one day Carla had brought a riding crop and used it on the girl while Marlon held her. As a reward and sign of their friendship, Carla had offered Marlon to change positions and also Marlon got her share of the fun. Both seemed to remember that very well and they told that from that day on they enjoyed using the girl together. One of the things they seemed to enjoy was that Marlon whipped the girl while the latter was licking Carla’s little asshole. A think She actually still likes and enjoys very much (I have never seen her going to toilet without a slave LOL). But also Marlon seemed to squeeze sexual fun out of the girl and She told Us that she had the girl lick her nearly daily to orgasm.

Unfortunately for them it only lasted a few months until Carla graduated and Marlon went back to Holland since her father got retired. However,  Marlon and Carla kept seeing each other, but they lost track of the girl. As I already new, Marlon had several slavegirls later on while Carla changed her appetite a bit and seemed to have focused on male slaves.

Lady Contessa Pat

Swimming in Aachen

Last weekend, when I was at the “Thermen” in Aachen, I saw a man a back full of scars. Of course I immediately recognized it. Whipmarks. For sure!

I told him that “She” had done a good job… his face got red like a tomatoe and he left the pool immediately. We didn’t see him anymore after that. 

Lady Contessa Pat