A night with hans

I have been thinking to write this over and over since I was reluctant to write about the night I spend with My servant hans last Saturday.  

But, nevertheless, I want to tell you about it since it was so special!

After diner, I took him to My room with the idea of toying a bit with him and eventually have him lick Me to orgasm like he had done already a few times before. And indeed, I started with having My high boots extensively kissed.

While he was doing so, he covered Me in compliments and I felt that I got sexually excited.

Maybe it sounds strange, but it was more his words than his actions that made Me hot.

As a result I ordered him to get naked and I inspected his body giving special attention to his nipples and manhood. he screamed it out when I took his nipples between My gloved fingers and twisted them.

A few minutes later, I had him undress Me and ordered him to lay down on the floor. Then, I went standing above him and ordered him to come up with his tongue, slowly. I got hotter and hotter when I felt his tongue rising from the heels of My boots to My thighs, but as a well trained servant, he stopped at the edge of My thigh high boots and begged and waited for permission to go further up and touch My naked skin. After a while making him sweat at the top of the shaft, I snapped My fingers as a signed to come up. Of course I did not tell him that by then I was dying to feel his tongue in My pussy.

Less than a few minutes later his tongue gave Me My first orgasm and that was only the first in a row! After the first one, I had hans on his back allowing Me to ride him and I told him that I was going to give him a riding lesson!

I warned him not to cum without explicit permission and I rode him as if he was My horse. As such, I used the heels of My thigh highs as spurs and his nipples as reins. I considered his pelvis as My saddle and shouted at him to gallop Me towards the seventh heaven. It did not take Me long to get a second and third orgasm!!! 

As a reward I allowed him to squirt. he came with an intensity I had never seen. Right after that, I moved over towards his face and put My pussy over his mouth to lick away My juices. After a few minutes I shifted again and had his tongue at My little hole. he tried to push his tongue in which gave Me a fourth orgasm!!!!

After that, I felt exhausted but satisfied and dismounted hans’s face. Unlike what I normally do, I let him stay in My bed until the morning.

I still doubt to push the send button for this because of the explicit sexual nature, but the fact that you are reading this means that I finally made up My mind and did!

Lady Contessa Pat

Better than Carcassonne !

I had planned a trip with to Carcassonne last weekend, but because of the real lousy weather forecast, I decided not to go and stay in Belgium where the weather was far better.

Therefore, I had ordered My servant hans to come over to My place and we’d ride to the south of Belgium for a hiking weekend.

So, after looking for a nice hotel, hans made a reservation and I “prepared” him for our trip. That means that I had him put on an electric shock penis cock ring. With the remote control in My hands I’d be able to have full control over him without anybody else noticing. So I tested the signal a few times with success, making hans jump uncontrollably while begging Me to stop. After that little testing, hans’s backpack was filled with drinks and snacks for Me and I ordered hans to lock up My slaves in their cages.

Before We finally left, I went to the toilet to fill up a plastic water bottle for hans and I told him that My urine would be the only drinks he’d get during the weekend (although that was not completely true since I had him drink other things during the meals and during a stop during our walk).

When we arrived in the hotel, I inspected My room and “shocked” his balls a few times, each time I had a remark on the room. Then, I went again to the toilet (after more than an hour in the car!) and filled up hans’s drink bottle again. Then we left for a nice walk because, although it was still rather cold, most of the day was sunny.

Me, resting on a bench along our walking route

After a while (I guess something like an hour), I felt the need again, but I realized that hans’s drinking bottle was nearly full. As a result, I ordered him to drink it until half and then hold the drink bottle under Me to collect the warm yellow stream. I warned him not to spill it and promised him a serious punishment if a drop would land on My nice leather boots!

Luckily for him, no drop soiled them and I only gave him a few shocks to indicate when My bladder was empty. Later on I ordered him a few times to drink again, which he did without hesitation. Like that we walked beautiful patha through forrests, over large fields with nice views, along a river,…

Two hours later or so, we came to a old railroad bridge over a little river and hans told Me it reminded him of a triumphal arch build for Me like they build them for Roman emperors (see picture attached). I did see the resemblance and got this great idea. However I told him that the Emperor would take the main arch and not the side arches and that an Empress like Myself would be carried under it. Unfortunately for him, the river flew under the middle arch and he could not else than carry My through the kneedeep water under the arch. 

My "Triumphal Arch"

I enjoyed and for maybe the first time I did not care if other hikers would see Me or not. Maybe that was because it started with a funny remark. When we got back at the bank, he thanked Me to be allowed to carry Me under “My triumphal arch”, went down and kissed My boots, whithout looking around for spectators! When I remarked this, he said that he could not care if people saw him kissing My boots because showing Me his devotion was the more important.

As a result, we left the main carriageway and took a small remote path that lead a bit uphill. There, I made him kneel down and took place in his neck to carry Me further along the path. Of course, I constantly urged him to keep the pace with My heels (how I regretted that I had no spurs at My heels) and a long young twig I used as a whip. I also “shocked” his balls a few times at the beginning, but realized that this was dangerous since due to his uncontrolled movements with each shock, he risked to fall. 

After five minutes however I felt that hans was getting exhausted and was panting heavily and I allowed him to put Me down and not that much later, we arrived very close to where we had My car parked.

Back at the hotel, I made hans cleaning My boots, that had become durty and dusty, again. After he had finished, I had him remove them for a relaxing massage of My feet while I checked My mails and read the news.

After about thirty minutes I had him remove his “ball shocker”, sent him to his room and took a shower. After another thirty minutes I called him back and replaced the shocker ring “to keep control over him during diner” I explained. Of course he did not object. 

In the restaurant, I took place in front of him and rested My foot a few times on his chair, right between his legs, forcing him to spread his legs and have My boot more or less crush his dick and balls. On top of that, I had the remote control for the shocker in My pocket.

I don’t think I needed the electrical device to keep him under heel, but nevertheless I fired a few times a shot through his manhood. For fun.

Anyway, hans behaved very well and submissive and covered Me with compliments, saying how beautiful I was, how superior I was or how I made him crazy…

(Maybe) to be continued

Lady Contessa Pat

Another meeting with michael

A few weeks ago I met a young guy along the canal while horseback riding. Since I immediately had the impression that he had submissive feelings and fancied Me, I tested (and teased) him a bit. Very soon, I got convinced that indeed he was a sub and after a while he admitted himself.

I had ordered him to meet Me again last Friday and as expected he was waiting for Me when I arrived.

I allowed him to kiss My boot as a welcome (after I had looked around for peekers) and it was clear that he was eager to do so since I had to push his face away with My sole to make him stop. Afterall, I did not want to risk that people would see us like that. On the other hand  I was pleased with the attention of such a young man and it made Me hot. As a result and without further thinking, I ordered him to follow Me and I took him to a more remote place.

My new candidate slave under Me!

Although the weather was not great (approx. 20°C and cloudy), I had him remove his shirt to check his body. A bit to My surprise, he looked surprisingly athletic. I did not expect that because his heavy panting, when he had ran behind Me last week, suggested otherwise. he appeared to have trained in the gym for muscles rather than physical endurance, but I assured him I’d make him improve his stamina! 

I told him that I was going to trot and eventually do a little gallop and that I expected him to run along behind Me again, but for starters, I made him first go down on all fours for Me and vow loyalty. he did immediately and went down about two meters away from Me. However, I wanted him down under Me and had to order him three times closer until he was nearly literally under My boot. There he promised Me 100% obedience.

I allowed him to stand up again and I ran My crop over his naked torso.  I saw a shiver running over him when the leather touched his skin.

Then I asked him if his shirt was clean and when he confirmed that, I ordered him to clean My boots with it, including the soles. “I think that I stepped in some horseshit…” I had added to tease him and as expected, he used his shirt as ordered.

When he had finished, I told him that a human tongue is even better to make leather boots shining and that My slaves do that daily. That I considered it as a finishing touch of a boot-cleaning process. Without a word he started licking My boots as well while I ran My whip over his body again. Not to My surprise, I saw that his jeans seemed to be a bit tight and that he had difficulties to keep his dick small and low. It made Me even hotter but I had no intention to dismount My high horse.

When he had finished tongue-cleaning My boots, I allowed him to put on his shirt again and I shouted at him to follow Me when I urged Starlet, My horse, in a trot.

After about five minutes of trotting I looked back at him and saw that he was exhausted and panting. I told him again that I’d improve his stamina and might longe him in the arena like a horse. he did not object!

Before we said goodbye again, I explained to him that unfortunately I had not yet had enough time to find and arrange a club to test him under the whip, but that he better be prepared since I could send him a mail every moment…

After that, we separated, both going the opposite direction again.

Lady Contessa Pat

Meeting michael again

Last Friday I had a new meeting with the guy I met a few weeks ago during a horseback trip.

As I had ordered him he was waiting for Me on the exact place I had ordered. Although I don’t remember having him told so, he called Me “Mistress” and bowed when I stopped My horse next to him. Then I looked around and when I saw nobody, I tapped My riding boot. At first he did not understand, but when I tapped it again a bit more explicitly, he came close, bend forward and kissed the leather subtle but passionately. First the right one and then he walked around and kissed My left boot.

I praised him for his “good manners” and asked him if he wanted to get to know Me better. As expected, he eagerly nodded and I explained what I had in mind. In a nutshell: I will look for a club where I can freely and anonymously test and tame him. he would have to go there, getting cuffed and chained, and then I will come over to get to know him better, question him, test him and finally tame him into a good slave. If then I am pleased, I will consider him as My new slave, if not, I will go and he will be released about fifteen minutes later.

Of course he will have to agree in advance with My conditions and will have to accept all physical damage resulting from My orders and eventual punishments. That I have the unlimited right to whip him and kick him without restrictions.

I told him all this while he walked beside Me and I kept on talking when I spurred My horse in a trot. As a result he had to hurry and run to keep up with Me if he wanted to hear all of it. It was one of these tiny things I did to humiliate and test him. 

After I had explained My plans and conditions, I halted Starlet and looked down at him. he understood that I expected an answer and he agreed immediately, without hesitation.

Then before I left him in the usual way (that means he had to walk the other direction) I told him to be back next week same place, same time and allowed him to kiss My boot and thank Me. Of course, he did greedily…

Lady Contessa Pat

New meeting

I met the young sub I met last week again.

I already saw him from a distance. he clearly had obeyed My order and told Me that he had been walking the path from noon on, back and forth to be sure to see Me. I told him that it is the kind of dedication I like.

Then, without hesitating he said that I was was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen! I told him that for sure that was not true, “but maybe the most merciless…!” I added in order to close My net a bit further around him. and,… it worked! I think he had been thinking this all over for a week, but he openly told Me that he’d long to kiss My boots and serve Me like a slave! “A slave?” I acted as if surprised, “that must be handy… but slaves are treated hard and have to work hard…”

When he answered that he had been thinking about it but that he was prepared to become a slave, I asked him if he realized that slaves got whipped when the Mistress of Master is not pleased and that some punishments could be hard. I also warned him that a slave must endure everything from his Mistress. I told him about household chores, gardening, cleaning cars, cleaning dirty boots, … but he seemed to be convinced that he’d be a good slave.

I told him that I might be interested in training him, but needed some proof of his loyalty and dedication and as a test, I ordered him to present his hands for My crop and I hit him three times. he screamed, but did not withdrew his hands, although the whip left clear red marks on his hands and fingers.

Satisfied about this little test I turned My horse and ordered him to walk along, next to Me and tell Me about himself. I learned that he was twenty eight and single, but that he had been in a relation that did not work out,..  he told Me where he lived, that he always felt submissive when seeing a female rider, that he was unemployed,…  and that he longed to be dominated by a woman like Me!

I told him that I might be interested in him, but that I already have two 24/7-slaves and a few occasional ones. slaves that I call and come to Me whenever I am into them and slaves that I can take on My trips to My Domme friends or just to serve Me during My trips on horseback. he answered eagerly that he’d love to become My slave anyway, that I could call him anytime and that if so, he’d be at My feet within thirty minutes.

Then I asked him about punishments. he told Me that had not really had been whipped or so but that he’d accept and take any punishment for him I saw fit and without asking he offered his hands again to Me and My crop. Since the weather was far from enjoyable (cloudy and only 10°C), I did not want to prolong our meeting much longer and told him I wanted to get back, but would think his offer over and eventually see him back next week, same place same time.

As expected, he agreed eagerly so I ordered him to go the other direction (to make sure he would not follow Me) and sped off in a fast gallop.

Lady Contessa Pat

New sub?... Definitely

Last Friday, while I was riding the tow path along the river, I passed a man who was walking the same direction. I was a bit surprised that he said to Me out of the blue that My horse seemed to obey well.

I told him that he’d better do and added that “anyone better obey a woman wearing these…” tapping My spurs with My crop.

“I am sure that everyone will do” he answered and My female antennas immediately sensed that this man was a sub or at least had submissive feelings. So I pushed him a bit further saying that also My whip could be very nasty in the hands of a skilled rider. “I sure believe that human skin is no match for your whip” he answered, strengthening My ideas about his nature and I started asking questions on his age, where he lived, if he came there regularly,…

As a result, he asked Me to walk along with Me. I told him I did not mind some company but warned him  not to come too close if he did not wanted to risk to get kicked.

He answered that he’d for sure would not dare come closer, not only for the possible kickings of My horse but also for My whip!

By then I knew for sure: he definitively was a sub! The only thing now was to find out what kind of sub he was. Was he a collared slave? Probably not since he walked alone and beared no signs nor marks of it. Maybe a silent slave longing to be dominated but never dare to express his true feelings?  Or was he only feeling small in My presence and saw Me as superior without real intentions of serving Me?

I asked him how he knew about the whip and whether he had ever got a taste of it?  “No Madame” he answered shyly, “I just imagine that a whip in the hands of a woman like you must hurt a lot when used on a man…”

“I know it does!” I spoke firmly and swished My crop in the air making it whistle.

“So you have whipped someone already?” he asked not able to suppress his curiousity.

I did not answer but laughed out loud…

Then, I asked him why he asked and he answered that I looked like the kind of woman not to mess around with and not hesitate to use the whip. I laughed again and finally admitted that indeed I have been using My whip before to correct a man.

So, I was not surprised when he finally told Me that he felt that these men were lucky and that he’d love to get a taste of My whip. I laughed out loud againand immediately afterwards, I told him that he’d have to run a bit if he wanted to keep up with Me since I was going to make My horse trot a bit. Of course this was part of My plan to see whether he was bold enough to expose himself as a sub. No man who was not interested would start running behind a woman he did not know on a horse!

To My delight, he did and after a few minutes he got clearly out of breath, but kept on trying to follow Me, even when I increased the pace and I pushed him to his limits. When I stopped, he looked completely exhausted, but in My opinion he past the test and I ordered him to be there again next week, same place, same time.

I am pretty sure he will be there next week…

Lady Contessa Pat

Training My servant

Last Saturday, hans was with Me for another phase in his becoming My 100% servant. I had mailed him that he’d have to assist Me in keeping My slaves under heel and punish them if I’d like that. I had explained that he’d have to obey Me 100% (as always), even if I’d order him to whip them very hard.

So, when arriving, I had him vowing 100% loyalty and kiss the tip of My boots as agreement. Then, I gave him a whip and a kind of special baton to beat up My slaves if I’d order so.

After introducing hans as My assistant I took him and slave jan upstairs. After I assumed a comfortable reclining position on the bed, I had My boots put back on again after I had stripped My jodhpurs and underwear and slave jan had to lick Me to orgasm. As I had ordered, hans was standing next to Me, ready to whip jan if I was not 100% pleased with his performance. Now and then I gave the sign to let the lash go free and to My delight, I orgasmed twice in less than ten minutes!

It was soooo arousing feeling and seeing a slave bringing Me to orgasm with his tongue while another slave whipped him if only I blinked an eye. I like hierarchy! Especially when on the top!

After this sexually oriented activity, hans was ordered to have My riding boots “prepared”. I said explicitly to HAVE them prepared, not to prepare them himself. At first, hans did not understand, but jan did and I saw him nodding and beckoning hans.  After asking politely permission to leave, they both left for My riding boots

When We came down again, I found marc waiting on his knees in order to inspect his work in the kitchen. I had taken My special white “inspection” gloves to find dirt but was not able to find a single speck of dirt. But I had a plan with marc, and that plan required that I found dirt! So, I turned Myself away from marc and let some saliva drop on the floor.

I feigned indignation and yelled at him. Being well trained, marc did not discus it but immediately went down licking away My saliva on the floor. Unluckily for him I was into punishing him and I kicked him while down on the floor. The first kick hit his body, but the second one hit him hard on the cheek and when I launched a third one, he used his hands to protect his face from another with My heavy riding boot.  Of course that where I wanted him: doing something that I absolutely forbid: trying to protect themselves from a punishment, hindering Me executing it.

I looked at hans with a sadistic smile and ordered him to punish marc and make him bleed.

But then, something unexpected happened: hans hesitated! Upset about this hesitation, I hit him with My crop and warned him that he’d take marc’s place if he did not do as I had ordered and that they’d both get a whipping to bleeding!

He answered that he did not mind whipping marc, but did not like to make him bleed.

As a result, I told him that I no longer would consider him as My servant (with all its privileges) but as a lowly slave and that I would treat him as such. On top I added that I’d have another man as My servant and have him whipped very hard by the new “servant”!

I am sure that hans realized that there would be enough candidates if I’d ask on the net and so he took the whip and started beating marc. I enjoyed it and had jan carress My pussy with his hand through the leather seat of My jodhpurs and as soon as the first trickles of blood appeared I orgasmed again!

Than I made hans thank Me for the opportunity and ordered marc to suck hans erect dick. After a few minutes I allowed hans to “unload” in marc mouth. As a matter of fact I ordered it!

It was only a matter of a few tens of seconds before he did…

Lady Contessa Pat