Riding weekend in Germany

I had this nice horse back riding weekend with My friends in Germany.

We were in the saddle most of the time, but nevertheless each of Us had taken one of our slaves (or servant in My case) along.

Of course My servant had not too much work during the day (I had only ordered him to go back to his hotel room and thoroughly clean a pair of boots that I had given him), but that changed drastically after our ride since My boots were really dirty and caked with some horseshit.

After he had kissed My boots extensively, I allowed him to wipe away most of the dirt with his shirt. After a few minutes I started reading an e-book while hans had to tongue-clean My boots thoroughly. After an hour or so I had him take off My boots, had him help to undress Me and I took a shower. I ordered him to take black shoe polish and make My riding boots shine in the mean time.

After I had changed into a more casual outfit (including the boots that hans had cleaned during the day), I went to the restaurant where I met My friends. We had agreed to have our diner without our slaves and chitchatted for more than three hours during diner from appetizer to pousse-café.

During diner I learned that beside her new horse Petra also had a new (extra) slave while Charlotte had equipped the attic in her house for a “grundliche bestrafung” of her slaves (thorough punishment) and she invited Us to try it out.

Anyway, it was a nice evening and when I came back to My room I called for hans to come over and serve My sexual appetite. I immediately ordered him to get naked, kiss My boots and pull them off. Then I undressed, but put My riding boots on again and had him attach the spurs to them. Like that I could control him very well while he licked Me towards heaven.

After three orgasms, I allowed him to jerk of himself in front of Me while I “encouraged” him with My crop. I allowed him to carress Me for another half hour in My bed before I kicked him out and sent him back to his room.

The day after We all met in the restaurant of the hotel for breakfast and an hour or so later We went back to the horses for another daylong ride with a local guide. To My delight We spotted a fox, several deer and an a wild boar.

In the evening We had a quick diner together with our slaves before We took them to a privat club in Koln about 100 kilometers away.

Me and Petra at the “Reitschule”

There, We had the possibility to toy with each others slaves. But, since hans was not really a slave (as We know slaves in general) and not into pain, I had to look for a substitute for him. Luckily, that was not too difficult in the club and I could offer My Friends a local slave (to be used at wish) together with My “servant” hans.

Me Myself, I enjoyed Myself mainly with carl, Petra’s slave who is a real hunk. It always is a pleasure to see these muscles crawl and beg like a baby. I had him worship My butt for more than thirty minutes and had him thoroughly tongue-clean My boots while I had a nice talk with a German Domme who worked in the club as a proDomme. After that, I hired a room for more privacy and had his tongue serve My pussy until I orgasmed and later on I made him carress My little asshole with his tongue. After a while I ordered him to try to penetrate it with his tongue, which I let not happen… I liked it very much and enjoyed the full hour I had paid for the room (actually I had hans paying for it…hahahahahaaa…).  

hans as well had a good time since Charlotte had ordered the local slave (whose name I don’t even know since I only called him “sklave”) to suck his dick as a reward. hans had tongue-cleaned her boots to Charlotte’s liking while she had been whipping the slave and he had drank her piss without hesitation when she had filled a glass and had ordered him to drink it.  

Charlotte had rewarded that.

On Monday, the three of us went to a wellness center. Since I had no more need for hans then, I had send him home. Charlotte’s and Petra’s slaves were simply left ouside to wait for their Mistresses and were picked-up later since they had to get home together.

The wellness was very nice, but nothing special happened and near four o’clock, we said goodbye and left for home.

As I said before, it was another of these very relaxing and pleasant trips to Germany.

Lady Contessa Pat

Last visit to London?

Just returned from London for a last talk with a supplier who frantically does not want to loose the important client that I am.

I had pushed him already that far that I think that, although he is no sub, he’d kiss My boots if it would get him the business back.

Anyway, during diner, I toyed a bit with him, suggesting openings for business, but always with conditions that would strangle him and his company.

After an hour or so, he realized that talking would not help and he took My hand to beg Me to keep on doing business with him. When I withdrew My hand, he raised his voice a bit and told Me that I would regret if I stopped our “collaboration”. I told him that he was just one of My suppliers and not a partner. When hearing this, he took My arm again and shook it a bit. As a result, I pull it loose and hit him in the face. I don’t know if it was due to the ferocity or the leather of My gloves, but My hand could be clearly seen in his face. By than we had attracted the attention of other people in the restaurant and he excused himself extensively. But since I no longer wanted to have the discussion, I left the restaurant and took a taxi to the private club I wanted to visit anyway in the evening.

Me on Trafalgar Square. For the last time?

I booked a new hotel  and called My friend Sue. Half an hour later I met her and We discussed My experiences. In order to vent My anger she offered Me to whip a slave that was in the club. An offer I took with pleasure! After that, We let some slaves pamper Us while We enjoyed nice snacks and drinks.

Since I had no longer business to do, Sue invited Me to have some sightseeing in London the day after (before My plane would leave in the evening).

Like that I visited things like the British Museum and the National Gallery. I have walked Trafalgar Square very often but never took the time to visit the National Gallery and apart from the crowd I was positively surprised!

Lady Contessa Pat

Dreaming

Last night I had a strange dream.

I dreamed that I lived in a medieval castle but strangely also My factory was attached to it.

Villagers were captured and brought to My factory to work as slaves.

When I came at the stables I found a stableslave that I whipped until an inch of death with a very cruel bullwhip. He was bleeding all over and in the end I had him kiss My boot and thank Me.

Strangely, a few minutes later he was no longer half dead but accompanied Me on a horsetrip running behind Me on My horse and I had him tongue-clean My boots while I was in the saddle. Than he was suddenly gone again. The strange thing was that I recognized him as a particular English guy that I chat with already for more than a year! I don’t know why I “recognized” him while I actually never met him (only saw one or two pictures of him).

Also special was that Granny came into My dream with a group of soldiers bringing villagers to Me to work in My factory. The soldiers seemed to be German SS and granny appeared to be ordering their commanding officer.  I must have materialized the rumours about My grandmother. Anyway she made the villagers work for Me wielding and snapping her long bullwhip over the working slaves’ heads while “her” soldiers stood guard.

Unfortunately, then I woke up and all was lost. I did try to get to sleep again and catch the dream again, but that appeared to be in vain.

I wondered if other Dommes and subs have similar experiences and I asked My personal slaves. They tell Me that they have had dreams in which they were slaves but not very frequently and that they always woke up when they would feel pain.

I will ask My Domme friends as well when I see them and welcome all info on this from everyone.

Lady Contessa Pat