Visiting My Dutch Friend Marlon

Last Saturday, I had taken My slavegirl maya to My Dutch Friend Marlon since She likes female slaves very much. Although She does not mind to make a male crawl at Her boots, She clearly prefers slavegirls and actually has two of them.

So, She was delighted to see maya. Marlon normally is very strict with her slavegirls, but She was remarkably nice to My maya and clearly fancied her. She even asked me whether She could use My slavegirl for her sexual appetite during the coming night.

I agreed, but since I would not stay overnight Myself, the only requirement was that She'd bring maya back on Sunday. Of course Marlon agreed eagerly.

 

Since We hadn't seen each other for more than a year, We had a lot to discuss and while chitchatting Marlon's two asian slavegirls made sure that We constantly felt very relaxed. As a matter of fact both had worked in a massage parlor and are great masseuses.

 

Although I only was for a short time with My Dutch Friend, I had a great time pleasing My sadistic nature since Marlon had also "hired" a male slave for My convenience and pleasure. And… I made good use of the opportunity. Afterall, due to covid, I had some time to catch up!

Also, We both had much fun when we had him abused by the three slavegirls that were present. We had them whip the slave while Marlon and I watched and gave instructions. We felt like Goddesses, standing above slavegirls that on their turn dominated a male slave as if he was their property. It was as if an extra layer was added! And I must admit that the line between slavegirl and cruel Mistress is thin because the girls had no problems hitting the poor man with a whip until he screamed it out. It was a nice sight seeing three lovely slavegirls whipping a male simultaneously. 

 

Later on, they served Us lunch and dinner (naked) and maya was ordered to sit under the table between marlon's legs while having lunch. Of course, I asked My Friend a few times whether My slavegirl did well and met Her expectations. When Marlon made a face of doubt, I kicked My slavegirl on the back and kept My heel on her back as a sign not to embarrass Me in front of My Friend!

I had to kick her two more times and scratched her back with My heel a few times, but in general My Dutch Friend was pleased.

After dinner, Marlon invited Me to kick slaveboy piet in the balls since She wanted to prove that men are far easier to break than women and I had just the right boots for that…

And indeed, it took Me only three kicks to make him beg to stop and admit that he was a sissyboy!

"Why is it that males always make such a fuzz about their balls?" Marlon had asked Me, not expecting an answer and She considered this as proof of Her statement that males are the weaker sex. Of course he was punished for giving in so soon and Marlon attached electrodes to his balls and cock. Like that She could and actually gave him electrical shocks each time he made a sound when I whipped him. Indeed, it was a kind of challenge. I whipped him in a way to make him scream, but when he did he got he got an extra electrical shock. After about ten shocks, We turned around and I whipped him each time he made a sound when he was "shocked" first. Fun, fun, fun!

As you can read, it was a busy, but rewarding Saturday!

 

Lady Contessa Pat

 

Weekend in France

Last weekend, I had a great time with French Friends.  I was invited by Madame Jeanine to Her country house in the sunny south of France. Despite I had not seen My French Friend due to covid for a long time and was eager to see Her, I had original decide not to go because of the long drive. However, She had figured out that I could easily take the plane to Toulouse and She'd pick Me up at the airport. I am so glad that it could be arranged like that since it was a fantastic weekend and not alone because of the weather!

 

Jeanine had asked Me whether I'd mind if another Domme would be joining Us as well. Of course, I did not mind and the Maitresse N. appeared to be a very firm friendly and jovial Dame with tons of experiences and stories. On top of that, like Myself, She appeared to be an old-school Mistress and big fan of a good whipping to keep slaves on the right track.

Although She actually is a commercial Domme, She told Me that She did not "advertise" as such and tried to stay as much as possible anonymous.

Nevertheless, She had brought two extra slaves that had paid a serious amount to get beaten up during the weekend. Actually, they were just there to be abused and fulfill Our sadistic desires. And that is what We did during the weekend!

they had contacted Maitresse N. for a serious no limit treatment. Therefore, Maitresse N. had contacted Her Friend Madame Jeanine who on Her turn had asked Me if I was interested. Of course I was delighted, not only for being able to unleash My sadism on these slaves, but also that Jeanine had thought of Me when They were looking for a real hard Domme.

 

Anyway, since We (and they) wanted to go extremely far, We exceptionally accepted a kind of informative stop word. It was agreed that it was only informative and We would not have to stop enjoying Ourselves if one of the slaves used it. Of course We made it a kind of contest to see Who would be able to make the slaves use it in the shortest possible time. Do I need to tell you that it were My boots that won this "competition"? And that was even without the spurs that I most of the times wear!

Like My slaves jan and marc also the French worms (I even forgot their names, if they even had one… hahahahaaaaa…) seemed scared to death to get damaged by kicks with My boots.

 

At first I had them on their knees and kicked them full force all over their body, as if they were just "kickbags". But when I told them I was going to kick them in the face I could see the fear in their eyes and they started begging and pleading not to kick them in the face with My boots. As expected, the first one already used the stopword after two kicks in the face and the other one already begged and used it even before it got My boot in its face! The hits in its stomach and on his arms and legs already broke this slave!

 

Of course this did not mean the slaves were spared afterwards. On the contrary: Mistress N. found the fact that they gave in so soon embarrassing.

Without saying a word, She demonstratively started putting on leather gloves. After She had stretched Her fingers to see if the leather fitted to Her liking, She took brass knuckles out of her purse and slid them over her gloved hand and then,… the friendly, jovial Dame turned instantly into a ruthless fury. In no time the slaves got several full force hits as if they were just punchbags.   

As a matter of fact the slaves were also seriously whipped, "ballbusted", pissed on and pissed in their mouths several times during the weekend, but the way Mistress N. beat up the slaves with her brass knuckles was amongst the hardest punishment I have ever seen!

I know that almost all slaves are scared to death to get seriously kicked, but I still don't understand that these slaves seemed to prefer to be beaten up with an iron fist rather than getting a boot in the face! But indeed, they were real painsluts!

 

Me during a very nice little hiking trip

Lady Contessa Pat aka Madam Kommandante

 

P.S. Don't think that We did nothing else than beating up the slaves. We had a long and relaxing time in the Jacuzzi (while served exquisite drinks and snacks), had fine dinings and lunches, made a very nice hiking (although I had not brought My hiking boots) and even went shopping in a nearby mall.

 

New riding (and hiking) weekend with Madame Petra

Last weekend, I had a great time with My German Friend Madame Petra. Since We had such a fine time a few weeks ago, I had invited her to have a hike and ride with Me in the Ardennes (south of Belgium).

Of course I had called servant frank and michael to accompany and serve Me and My Friend. Especially on Saturday service was mandatory since We were having a hike and servants to carry our drinks and snacks were needed. But after an hour or so Petra got this wicked idea to fill up the rucksacks of Our servants with rocks! Wicked but amusing… hahahahahaaaaa…  

Also, later on, when We came at a more remote part (away from the usual paths), We made our servants carry Us like two-legged horses. Of course I had thought that Our hike would evolve into this and I had anticipated on this by taking two pairs of spurs.

For whips, We improvised and had them search the wood for good supple twigs that could be used as riding crops. Unfortunately they seemed to break rather easy when well used, but that was no problem since the forrest was full of twigs that could be used as a crop and replace the broken ones.

In Our goodness We even allowed them to remove the rocks, but after ten minutes or so, Petra no longer was pleased by the performance of her "horse" and ordered to fill his rucksack again with boulders. "For stabilization" She had explained…

Unfortunately Our rides were rather short since after only ten minutes or so We heard and spotted a group of  other hikers. As a result, Wehad to dismount and had to continue our path, acting as classic hikers.

As a reward for their good behaviour , We had our servants accompany Us for dinner. The waiter looked a bit surprised when the two men ordered a glas of water, while I and My Friend had the most expensive wine. Of course it were them that had to pay the bill.

Later that evening, We took Our toys to Our rooms  for further service, but I kicked frank out when I went to sleep.

Me and servant michael  enjoying 

the nice weather in the Ardennes.

The day after, We had an extensive breakfast and went to the manege. Servants frank and michael had to prepare Our horses and had to come to a certain spot in the wood with refreshments for Us. After having offered the refreshments, We gave them free "work-out" exercises. While We oversaw them sitting high above them on Our horses, We barked a series of orders until they nearly collapsed. Afterwards they were allowed to thank Us for the "free work-out". Like that they kissed Our riding boots and thanked Us extensively.

Near the end of the ride, We told them to get back to the manege separately from Us to avoid all suspicion about the real status of our "relationship". However, We warned them not to be late at the manege and see to it that they were there before We arrived. We told them that not being there to welcome Us would yield serious punishment when We'd get home,  and We kicked Our horses in a gallop and sped off…

 

Lady Contessa Pat

 

Meeting a German Friend at last again

Last week I had a first meeting since more than a year (covid!) with One of My German Friends. Since We both are fanatic horsewomen, We had decided to spend most of the day riding. Normally I took hans to meetings with My German Friends, but  since he has deceased (covid!), I had ordered My servant michael to join Me. michael is not as experienced as hans when it comes to serving during riding trips, but actually the choice of servants is limited.

I did have a few online contacts with serious candidate servants during the covid-epidemia, but finally all of them dropped out. The most promising one did not want to wait until the end of the covid-crisis for a meeting and did no effort to please Me with a little poem or drawing or so. he never surprised Me like that. I know it is old fashioned of Me, but I feel it is the online counterpart of giving a Mistress roses or chocolates, or…

It was hard to believe that someone will be a good slave and work hard if he does not even takes the time to surprise Me with such things. Finally he claimed that I would not take him as My slave because of his looks! This is absolute nonsense since I seldom take physical looks into account but mainly consider loyalty, obedience and the level of submission of a slave.

So, this emerging relation ended after months, right before we were about to meet in real life.  No problem I thought since there was another candidate-slave on My list. However,  this "substitute" appeared to be lazy and squeamish and already left after a first "meeting" during which he gave up and left after less than an hour!

As a result there is only servant michael and servant frank to choose from when having a horseback trip.

Anyway, he did quite well although he is not that familiar with horses. We only had to reprimand and correct him with Our crops a few times. Madam Petra's slaveboy however clearly was more at ease with horses around. She is an active dressage rider and apparently had not only drilled her horse… also Her slave carl seemed to have his part of the dressage! Since We hadn't met for more than a year, We had a lot to talk about. Due to this, our slaves had a rather calm and easy day, apart from the fact We had them run along and had them tongue-clean Our boots each time We mounted again. Afterall one cannot expect Ladies like Us to ride in dirty boots! And indeed in some spots the ground was still muddy and they had quite a job tongue-cleaning the soles! Especially when they had to keep up the pace to lick Our boots while We walked further. Also the horses did not like them walking so near and carl and Michael both had to be very attentive not to get kicked by Our horses since both horses tried that several times. Of course We had to punish Our slaves for irritating our rides since this was annoying for Us and might have even endangered Us. Luckily for them, We both are experienced riders and We did not fall. If this would have happened…

Anyway, our slave had a relatively quiet day since also dinner We had in a restaurant (without them). Lunch however was prepared by slave carl, while servant michael was used as Our footstool and served Us drinks and snacks at a fingersnap.

I was so happy to see My Friend back after so many months and We decided to start Our regular meetings with Our other Friends again in the next weeks or months. 2022 promises to be a good year!! I am looking already forward to it!

 

Lady Contessa Pat