In France (part 2)

When We had entered our room again, We told the slaves that We had a game for them. We were going to do different things with the slaves, and they had to guess which One of Us was the executor. As such the three of them were blindfolded and strapped, one in a chair, another one at a special bench and “chien” was chained with a short chain to a pole.

Laurence walked over to “cochon” and put her boot on the chair he was sitting on. She made sure that the tip of her boot just touched his dick and at the same time grabbed his nipple in her gloved hand. Like that she twisted it violently which made the slave scream like hell. As a result, She went over to a rack full of “aids” and took a black rubber mouth gag.

In the mean time I had placed Myself over “asticot” who was strapped on the bench and placed Myself on the slave’s face. After a while he started shuddering frantically since he realized that he risked to get suffocated under Me.

I don’t know if he knew that I like the feeling of a helpless face under My bum. Especially when it is in panic. It gives Me pleasure and a powerful feeling. The knowledge that I could just suffocate someone under My leather encased ass always makes Me hot like hell!

Anyway after a few seconds I lifted Myself slightly allowing him to gasp some air, but I immediately lowered My leather encased bum over his face again. Like that I toyed with him for maybe five minutes.

In the meantime, I watched how Laurence further tortured “cochon’s” nipples and put the tip of her boot on his dick. Also, he was struggling frantically but in vain against his bonds.

Then I stepped towards “chien” who had been left at the pole all the time and I ordered him to kiss My boots. Of course, being blindfolded he could not see where exactly My boots were and so he stuck out his tongue and tried to find out where the precious leather was. To tease him, I started moving as soon as he found Me and tried to kiss My boots.

I warned him for My spurs and not to cut himself to them….hahahahahahaaaaa…. but I saw that indeed he was frightened for them and cautious. On the other hand, he was anxious to get more lashes for slacking from My whip that I had taken in My hand. After a while, Madame Laurence joined Me and positioned herself at the other side. As soon as I saw this, I ordered “chien” to kiss Madame Laurence’s boots. At first, he did not understand, but a few good lashes sharpened his brains and he crawled to the other side of the pole since he had heard Laurence by then.

Like that We toyed with him for several minutes and made him crawl back and forth.

It yielded him several red weals from Our whips and bruises Our boots caused.

I am sure that several parts of his body have turned black and blue due to Our rather heavy kicks.

After that, I invited Laurence to enjoy herself with “asticot” while I took care of “cochon” .

I walked over to him and put the tip of My boot on his dick. I bend forward and spit right into his open mouth. It was fully open because of the special “mouth spreader” Laurence had placed in his mouth and that forced his mouth to be continuously wide open. I had seen such a device before but never had placed it Myself. Nevertheless I knew the use of it and I ordered “cochon” to stick out his tongue and swept the sole of My boot over it.

Then I went over to the rack with several “items”, took a large black rubber dildo from it and pushed it in his open mouth. I told him it was My friend’s dick and that he had to suck and carress it carefully. Of course this was not much fun for Me and I soon changed to whipping his dick and balls with the leather flap on the tip of My crop. First rather softly, but after a while he was crying in pain, begging Me to stop as he was afraid that I’d ruin his manhood. The fact that I was saying how much damage My whip did, that his dick was bleeding all over, that his ballsack was ripped open,… brought him in sheer panic. In reality his dick wasn’t even bleeding, it was only red and bruised a bit.

In the mean time, Laurence had put a funnel in asticot’s mouth and had lowered her pants. No need to tell you what she did next!

I was eager to do the same, but unlike Madame Laurence in her long leather skirt, My skin tight leather jodhpurs were not that easy to pull off.

Nevertheless, when I was ready with “cochon”, I could not suppress My lust for it and I went towards “asticot”, unzipped My pants, placed Myself over him and urinated in the funnel as well. It made him nearly choke in My piss since My bladder was rather full, but it appeared that he was more or less experienced as a pissmouth and managed to swallow it finally.

Laurence after the “action”

When I looked at Laurence I saw that at the same moment she had her bum pushed in cochon’s face and had her little asshole licked clean.

As desert We both took a horsewhip and started hitting the three slaves randomly until our time in the room was up.  

In the bar We met Brigitte and Jeanine again and five minutes later Our slaves returned and prostrated themselves at Our feet again.

After one more drink and a light snacks, Me and Laurence said goodbye to Our Friends, We kicked Our slaves one last time and left for Cambrai again.

As always I had a great time with My French Friends and I am already looking forward to Our next meeting.

Lady Contessa Pat

In France

Last week I was in France to meet My French Friends. It has been an annual tradition to meet in autumn. This year, We met in a club in Paris, but I drove first to Cambrai to meet My Friend Madam Laurence. I always like talking to her since she is not only a fanatic rider, but she also is very eager with the whip and does not hesitate to whip a slave to serious bleeding.

Like Myself she understands the power of spurs at her boots and wears them frequently with the excuse of being a horsewoman.

Also, she has very loyal and well-trained slaves and does not mind offering them to be used by her friends like Myself. But last week I went first to her place to see her new horse (a real horse!) and to have a little ride together near Cambrai.

In the late afternoon, after the ride, We left for Paris to meet the others.

We had arranged to meet in a restaurant and after diner, We all went to a special club where six slaves were already waiting for Us. After the normal welcoming and greetings during which Our shoes and boots were loaded in kisses, We seemed to have two fully equipped dungeons at Our disposal. Together with the slaves that awaited Us of course.

We decided to use the rooms two and two. I used the particular dungeon with Laurence. First, we asked Our slaves’ names and immediately renamed them “cochon” (=pig boy), “chien” (=dog) and “asticot” (=maggot).

Then, I appointed “asticot” to be responsible for Our boots. Being well “educated”, he knew what that meant! The first thing he had to do was fixing My spurs. From his reaction, I saw that even he was impressed by them. I admit that they look frightening with their long sharp pins, but that of course was the idea!

Anyway, also Madame Laurence had a slave attaching her spurs.

As soon as We were ready, We had “chien” cuffed and chained and started questioning him. Of course, We doubted each of his answers and made Our whips speak at the same time. When Laurence asked him about his job, he told Us that he was a manager in a large international company. Laurence told him that she doubted that a dog like him could not be a manager and that he probably was a spy for another company. At first, he denied, but about ten full force whiplashes he admitted! Then I told him that he was gay and had fucked his boss to get the position. Again, to My delight, he denied. As a result, I cracked My singletail centimeters from his face in the air. Immediately he swore Me not to scar his face with it. I told him that this depended on his answers and especially if I liked them or not and with the next crack, he admitted the fucking of his boss!

Then I told him to turn around. As a matter of fact, I gave him the choice to turn around and offer his back for My whip or get to risk My whip in his face. Without hesitation he turned his back towards Us.

“Let’s test these whips!” then Laurence shouted out excited and We started whipping the naked slave. Like that We whipped him while We ordered “asticot” to kiss continuously Our boots making him crawl from Me to Laurence and back without interruption. 

After ten minutes of so We saw that “chien” was going to collapse since he clearly could no longer take the lashes and We decided to focus on asticot. Laurence yelled at him that he was slow and not dedicated enough to serve and adore Our boots. Of course, he implored that he was dedicated and adored Us like Goddesses, but We decided to test him and made him run back and forth between Us. As soon as he had kissed one of Our boots, the other One called for him and to make it a bit harsher for him, We spread a bit and positioned Ourselves at opposite corners of the room. Like that We made him run until exhaustion.

After this little intro, We called it Our appetizer, We went back to the bar to have a drink and chat with Brigitte and Jeanine, each of Us having a personal slave at Our boots while two other ran back and forth to serve Us.

After half an hour of chit-chatting and exchange experiences, We decide to focus Ourselves back to Our slaves. 

But I will tell about this later on when I have more time.

Lady Contessa Pat