Carnival!

Like My new costume?

Last weekend, I was with My German Friends in Koln for a masked ball for carnival. I don’t know whether all of you are familiar with the festivities, but in this period people disguise and dance and drink. The place We went was found by Charlotte and Me, My friend Myriam, Lady Petra, Lady Carla and Marlon were invited to join her. Normally I go in one of My Nazi uniforms, but this year I had choosen to go as “catwoman”. I found the uniform in a specialized shop in Holland and I immediately liked the feeling of the shiny latex very much. When the lady in the shop told Me that one could have a whip with it, I was hooked! Of course I liked the idea of having a bullwhip at hand while nobody would suspect My true feelings. Nobody looks surprised when “catwoman”  has a bullwhip in her hands and nobody is surprised to see “catwoman” on the streets with carnival!

In the beginning I was a bit reluctant with My whip, but after a few hours and several glasses of wine, I was encouraged to show My “skills” with the whip! First I made it crack a few times in the air and on the floor but after a few minutes, Charlotte and Carla convinced one of the males that hung around to hold a stick in his hands for Me to whip it out of his hands. Luckily for him, I was not that drunk and managed to hit the stick with the first launch of the leather. I got applause from the people that were still around (at that time it was already late, and most people had already gone home). But then they challenged another man to hold his cigarette lighter and have Me whipped it out of his hands. Unfortunately for him I hit his hand full force. Of course he dropped the lighter as well and everyone was applauding again, but he screamed it out of pain as his hand was ripped and a red stripe appeared on his hand. “Collateral damage!” some bystanders shouted, but he was not convinced of that and left the “party” at once. “Any more candidates…?”  Charlotte shouted out loud joking. Unfortunately, nobody dared anymore. On the other hand, several males sought contact with Me after that and one clearly indicated that he’d pay Me for meeting him in private! I told him loud and clear that I was not interested and that I’d call his wife if he didn’t bugger off.

As I have experienced before: even although the number of subs that out seems to be limited, there are more men than you’d think that are into being dominated by a strong woman!

Lady Contessa Pat

London Revisited

Some time ago I had promised Myriam a trip to the club I already visited a few times in London.

Unfortunately, John was not available since he was on a business-trip so to My disappointment I had to do with a slave that had been offering himself to be used in the club. My friend Sue had also offered her slave aydan to Me, but I gave him to Myriam since I like a kind of hostess Myself towards her.

Anyway, slaveboy dave, the slave was a worthy substitute!

The club had a new “attraction” for the dominant visitors: “booters”! When We arrived, we were invited to take place in a comfortable chair at the entrance while two slaves started cleaning our boots. Sue explained that they were called “booters”, slaves that had the sole task of cleaning footwear of everyone entering the club. Luckily for them both of Us have our boots kept spic and span so they immediately could start with the finishing touch. That was licking them soles and footpiece and drying them with their shirts.

“We do not want all visitors to get the floor dirty all over” Sue had told us.

After the introduction to our slaves for the night, we had a drink at the bar (our slaves at our feet of course) chitchatting with each other. During this Me and Myriam now and then poured some wine over our boots so that our slaves also had some….hahahahahaaaaa…

Myriam made good use of the opportunity to have a new slave and took aydan upstairs for more intimate and private use after only fifteen minutes or so! Naughty naughty naughty…

On the other hand I must admit that Me ans Sue also had a good time and lots of fun.

Sue told Me about a “game” that one of the Ladies had been playing lately at te club. It was as simple as funny: slaves had to hold a chess piece and We tried to whip it out of their hands! Simple and funny, as I said. It was a matter of getting used to the whip and its balance, but once that was OK, nearly all lashes were a hit! Of course some collateral damage could not be avoid but therefore, the slaves had been given glasses and afterwards We had then blindfolded. On the other hand, their hands needed some nursing afterwards. From experience I know that slaves don’t like to get whipped on their hands, but … if it is to provide your Mistress some fun, it is only a small sacrifice! And, as a reward for it, they were offered some more drinks…. from our boots.

When Myriam came back, I took aydan Myself to a private room.  Since I knew the joy of it from My time with john, I had him serve Me with a facial dildo. Hmmmmmmm!!!!!!! So nice! After My orgasms (I had two!) I offered him a beaker I had filled up with My golden liquid after he had licked My juices. I knew he liked that and he drank it very eagerly.

In the tube

When I came back downstairs, I was introduced to a Lady called Lady Jane whose slave was leashed like a dog and chained to a metal bar down the bar.  We chitchatted a bit, were invited to made a fool of him and have our boots licked. About five minutes later another woman arrived. The two obviously were lovers, kissed each other very intense and explicit. After a short introduction, Jane ordered her husband-slave to stay down and wait while she and her Friend went upstairs. Her husband-slave was kept and remained leashed like a real dog for the rest of the evening!

Before Me and Myriam went back to Our hotel, We had this whipping fun with a kind of painslut-slave that had paid the club to get whipped. We were told that he came like every month or so. I guess he did not even care about who administered the lashes and he was blindfolded when We came into the whipping room. So We did not hesitate to make good use of the opportunity and whipped him very hard until he used the safeword. Sue told us that not everyone succeeded in reaching that stage and breaking him. I took that as a compliment and told her so.

Another great night in London!

Lady Contessa Pat

We did it!

We did it!!!!

After a few months of negotiating, We finally signed an important contract.

To reward Ourselves, I invited Myriam to have a little leisure trip to the UK, visit the club in London once more and have a ride in the countryside (hopely with a few slaves or servants at Our disposal). I will let you know more about it after our visit there.

Lady Contessa Pat