Testing My new slavegirl

Yesterday, My Friend Myriam tested My new slavegirl maya.

Before Myriam arrived, I already had been teaching My new slavegirl some basic rules for instance on how to greet a Domme Friend of Me, and she did as if she was the most experience slavegirl when My Friend actually entered My front door.

After this first evaluation of My new toygirl, We had her strip naked for "inspection". During the inspection, We ran Our crop and cane over her naked body and teased her. Of course special attention was given to her gorgeous tits that were hard and red after Myriam had toyed with them. While Myriam was enjoying herself with the cane, I held My crop about half a meter in front of maya and I ordered her pussy to "kiss" My crop. Like a good slavegirl, she brought her pussy towards the flap and "kissed" it softly. I showed My approval with a little slap right on her pubic lips.

After this thorough examination Myriam took place in a sofa and lift her skirt demonstratively. SinceWe had consulted each other I ordered My new slavegirl to crawl towards My Friend and bring Her to orgasm with her mouth and tongue. During this, I had My crop to "encourage" maid maya and after about ten minutes, Myriam screamed it out in ecstasy. In return, Myriam offered Me to have the slavegirl lick My little asshole and after I had removed My breeches and boots, I had her little tongue between My asscheeks.To My delight,  she really had to stick her tongue in it as far as she could under the threat of Myriam's whip! No more than five minutes later, I screamed it out for the first time that day! After that, maya was dismissed, or more correct: she was ordered to fetch Us tea and cake while Me and took place in My reading room since We had stories to exchange from our holidays.

Five minutes later, maya came into the room ans served Us tea, cake and biscuits like a experienced and well trained maid.

While We chitchatted, We had her clean My boots and Myriam's shoes, massage Our neck and thighs and near the end of our chat, served as a footrest for My Friend. 

Then Myriam, asked Me about the ability to take punishment of My new slavegirl and thus I invited her to check it.

For starters, She took a mosquito rocket and started to torture maya's nice brown nipples with it. Fun!!!

Then I offered her My adjustable electric cattle prod and I saw that it brought My slavegirl to the edge. I am sure that the girl would have been broken if it lasted one more minute! But being a good Mistress, also Myriam saw this as well and stopped with it right in time.

slavegirl maya after the "testing"

Finally slavegirl maya had to fetch Us a few decent whips and We, but mainly Myriam,  tried several of them on her frail body. She cried and begged a few times to stop, but took every lash even when Myriam hit her with the whip, My slaves call My "strafjak", one of My most cruel singletails! It has been proven several times that even experienced male slaves are scared to death for it (although that might also be due to the way it is used…). 

Anyway, also Myriam was surprised about the girl's "qualities" and She told Me that I would not regret to have found maya…

 

Lady Contessa Pat

P.S. Since I finally found out that My servant-slave hans had died of covid (I had not heard from him for more than a year!) I might also  have to look for such a servant-slave to take his place. I will think this over.  

Catching Cherry Stones

A little review on a funny experience I had yesterday evening:

When eating cherries yesterday, I accidentally discovered a funny game: I was going to spit the small stones of the cherries in the direction of one of My slaves who had to try to catch them. Therefore, I ordered the three slaves (Myriam's slave dirk is also with Me as long as his owner is on vacation) in a semicircle on their knees and started to spit the pips in the direction of one of them. Of course they know from the start that they were to catch the blown away pips, because cherry stones on the ground would be instantly considered as pollution and that would be punished!

After a while I turned it into a competition. A stone caught with hands: 1 point. A pip caught with the mouth: 5 points. Cherry stone on the ground: -10 points, plus ten lashes!

My first pip already was a winner, because slave marc missed it with his mouth and it fell to the ground. jan and dirk were a bit smarter and caught the stones, that were spit out by Me, with their hands. Then, I spat a few times aiming at jan's and dirk's mouth. They both tried their best to catch the pips. jan succeeded twice, dirk once…

After a dozen of pips, I stopped blowing the pips in their direction, but spat them almost everywhere, making them even harder to catch.

After about ten minutes the cherries were finished and the bill was made: marc and dirk each received twenty lashes, jan ten...

 

Lady Contessa Pat

In the Pyrenees

Just a short narrative on My holidays with My French Friends in the south of France where We had booked a trip in the mountains for a week.

Already a few months ago, when it was clear that holidays outside Europe would not be possible, I had asked My French Friends how they'd spend their holidays and what I had hoped a bit, that One of them (or more) would suggest to visit them during this Summer. After already a few days, together with two friends who ride, We agreed to make a horseback trip in the French Pyrenees (mountains in the south of France).

Laurence, not only had arranged everything, but She also had brought one of her slaves for Me. Together with Jeanine's slave andré and Laurence's slave xavier they were ordered to do the same tour as We'd do with their car and meet Us each evening in the hotels or lodges.

Unfortunately, as such, We had no slaves during the day to serve Us to Our standards, but We could make good use of them every evening. Of course We could not treat them explicitly as Our slaves when in the group since there was also a guide and  Angelique was not dominant at all. We tried to find out on several occasions and made a first move a few times, but without success. She talked to Our slaves as if they were equals!

Probably the highest point We reached

However, there were a few times when she rode off and left Us for supplies and these moments were the moments Our slaves got punished for all the errors they had made during the previous period! And of course, Our boots got a thorough cleaning each evening… hahahahahaaaa… I can assure you that My boots really could use a good tongue daily because I have never seen My boots as dusty like that after a whole day in the dry Pyrenee mountains. Luckily for him, slave philippe was well trained by Laurence to tongue-clean leather boots and I did not only make use of his tongue for My boots…. he also knew very well how to use the facial dildo I had brought!

At the start, I was a bit disappointed that We were not allowed to wear spurs. I understood that the owner of the horses did not like strangers to wear spurs riding her horses, but I felt a bit naked without them. Since the horses were trained to do the trip, spurs indeed were actually not needed. Nevertheless, I was a bit disappointed. Not for the riding, but because wearing spurs always give extra incentives to the slaves to do their best (in the evenings). Not that the slave needed it ("My" slave was well trained and would not have need to be threaten with spurs). I only had to punish him a bit harder when I saw a drop of his sweat falling on My boot when he was cleaning the leather. For the rest he was an excellent slave, obviously well trained by his Mistress, Madame Laurence. he even managed to do the right things when I ordered him in Dutch, a language he does not speak!

My Friends in the saddle…

Of course We had more or Our beloved "accessories" in the car and thus had access to them each evening. Unfortunately, apart from that evening when Angelique, Our guide, had left for supplies We could not make full use of them. But that evening, Our slaves had a rough time! For instance Jeanine whipped her slave outside, in front of all of us, with a heavy bullwhip, which made several bloody stripes on his already seriously scarred back. Me Myself and Laurence added a few red "stripes" when invited by Our Friend. Also, We could not resist to have a little race on Our slaves' neck and rode them into exhaustion in a short time since We had the race uphill! This was mainly an ordeal for Laurence's slave xavier, who is significantly older than the other slaves and was really wrecked. On top of that, he was seriously whipped for arriving the last. I was congratulated as the winner of the race. This is the normal way things go after a slave race: it is the Lady of the winning combination that wins, but the slave of the loosing combination that looses and in most cases is punished for it.  Unfortunately, Angelique, the guide, was already back after an hour or so and Our slaves had to put on their t-shirts again and slave andré even had to pull on a sweater as well…

you see, although not spectacular when it comes to living My beloved lifestyle of being pampered, served and being able to unleash My sadistic feelings, I had a great time with My French Friends and We agreed to redo the trip next year.

 

Lady Contessa Pat