Visit of Lady Petra

Last weekend Lady Petra was again with Me. She came over from Germany for two days and had brought her personal slave carl along. A 30-something stud. I had the impression that she wanted to show him to Me and especially his capacities as ponyboy. Because she immediately proposed to ride him during the weekend and have a race like we had a few months ago. It sounded like a revenge for our little races a few months ago, but I didn’t care. Afterall, games are always fun….

And indeed he was a real slavehorse: all muscles and tanned. And when I raced them (with jan) we had no chance. carl was at least 20 cm taller and 20 kg heavier than jan while I am sure that also Petra herself weighs at least 15 kg less than Myself.

After she had shown their riding skills, she offered Me to ride him as well. What a stability! I could feel the power under Me! and he was so well trained! he reacted woith the slightest touch with My calves or spurs and he noticed the change of My centre of gravity like a real horse! So I rode him for more than thirty minutes around My property.

In the evening I took her to a fancy restaurant and when We came home, We got our slaves out of their cages for some “sensual” toying….

On Sunday,  I took Petra to a former prison camp not that far away. As a German she was a bit reluctant to visit it, but I could convince her that she had no fault in what happened and that it would be very rewarding to visit such a place with Our slaves.

So, after an extensive brunch, we drove to the place. When we walked through the central corridor, it was nice to hear Our boots resounding loud on the cobblestones. Maybe some of you may find it a bit strange, but the sound made Me hot and it made Me think of My fantasy group.

I asked Petra and our slaves if they noticed it as well and Petra told Me that She could imagine how it must have been walking the place. Hearing Our boots resound menacingly. Seeing the prisoners around on their knees, knowing that We could do to them as We’d  like….  I think that with these words Her timidity towards the camp subsided and she no longer let the true origin of the place spoil her feelings and sexual arousal that came with it.

In one of the barracks, Petra told Me that there was some dirt on My boots.

In front of the camp (with kind permission of Lady Petra)

Of course she had looked around prior to her “noticing” if there were no other people around. So carl immediately went down and licked My boot, removing the “dirt” and dried the wet spot with his sleeve. Then she kicked him on the ass and told him that he should beg Me to kiss My other boot as well. As a result I ordered jan to do the same with Petra’s boots. Hilarious! Having two slaves licking our boots in a public place…. it made Me even hotter than I already was and I couldn’t help kissing My Friend and thank her. Later that evening, she told Me that it had made her hot as well. Unfortunately, voices further down the corridor broke the momentum and we left the room like two couples…

Lady Contessa Pat 

Germany

Last weekend, I was in Germany again to meet My German Domme Friends. We were asked each of Us to bring as many slaves as We liked and that slaves who could take much pain, especially whipping, would be benificial.

The main reason for this was a kind of pokerplay (We already played before) where the stakes was not money, but whiplashes for our slaves. So at the beginning We had to estimate how much whiplashes our slaves (together) could take and depending on this We got plastic coins for the number We’d expect. Each of us another color.

These coins could be used as stakes in the poker play and at the end (or during the game) the coins could be exchanged for ….whipping fun!  I had been a bit careful with marc and jan and only had put fiufty lashes (each) so they were more or less spared, but some, like Mistress “Herrin” Carla,  had put 500 and more on one of Her slave’s head!  I don’t have to explain how this slave looked like at the end.

But the poker game and its “results” was only at the end of our lovely weekend. Before that, We also had a whipping game. A game I had “played” before with My French Friends and that I had introduced to “les Chattes Bottees” Myself on an earlier occasion as. Simple but fun to “play”: the slaves had to hold a (soldier)toy in their hands while We had to try to whip it out of their hands  And of course our slaves had to serve Us throughout the weekend in the usual way a Mistress is served by slaves. Concerning this, a hard test was when Petra’s slave had to hold Her dinner-tray with Her glass in front of him, arms stretched. For more than an hour! After a while he started sweating and breathing deep and somewhat later tears ran over his cheeks, but he managed until She allowed him to stop. I think it lasted more than an hour. But, as soon as We saw the ordeal, We ordered Our slaves to do the same. Of course not all were strong enough or used to this kind of task and could not hold. As a result, nearly all slaves got punished for lousy performance. Especially Charlotte’s slave, who could not hold it after ten minutes or so, was whipped hard by his Owner. I also had to punish jan since he as well only hold the plate for fifteen minutes or so. marc did a bit better.

Anyway, when We left on Sunday afternoon, once again We had had a very pleasant and interesting weekend in Germany.

Lady Contessa Pat

Kiss it!

P.S. Since so many of you asked of a picture of Me in leather pants, I publish this picture of Me in leather pants from a few years ago. The picture was meant to say to someone”Kiss My ass!”

Happy 2015

Me and two good friends

I wish all of you a peaceful and prosper 2015 and I hope that you all had a nice Chistmas and New Years Eve.

Just received some pictures from My friends taken on New Years Eve. As usual: much attention from drunken men when out without male chaperone! Why do these stupid vanilla males always see a single woman as a catch?????

But those that tried were very mistaken: I am the predator, not the prey!

Lady Contessa Pat

frank

Yesterday I met frank again, but rather soon it was clear that he is rather a slave than suitable to become My servant and assist Me keeping My slaves under heel.

 

As agreed, I had picked him up at a remote place about ten kilometers from where I live and had blindfolded him. Then, We had put him on the backside and Myriam made sure that he kept down. The blindfold was only removed when we were inside.

As soon as he had visual again, he dropped to his knees and tried to kiss My boots, but I kicked him and told him that kissing My boots was only allowed when I granted it and that I’d expect him to beg for it! Which he immediately did. Next I showed him the house and introduced him to jan and marc who on their turn kissed frank’s shoes on My sign. As I had explained to frank during a previous meeting, I’d expect him to manage My household when at My house and thus he’d be their boss. So some submissivity from My slaves towards him was normal. But, instead of enjoying, he looked a bit surprised, so I told him that he’d better make them work hard because I might hold him responsible for anything that was not according to My wishes in the household (when under his supervision). He seemed to be a bit reluctant to accept all this so I gave him the choice and asked whether he’d prefer to whip jan or get whipped by Me. The fool choose the latter so I had cuffed and fixed him and blindfolded him again. He immediately realized his mistake and ten minutes later, he cried and begged Me to stop!

When I stopped I gave the whip to jan who was next to Me all the time. Then I removed frank’s blindfold and started laughing at him. When he saw the whip in jan’s hands, he started to cry like a baby and he went down on his knees as if totally broken. The idea that jan had been whipping him seemed unbearable to him and he begged Me to release him and bring him back.

I called Myriam back in and after half an hour, I had him blindfolded again, recuffed his hands and drove him back to where I had picked him up. Another disappointment after problems I had with another “servant”….

 

Lady Contessa Pat

 

New leather pants

Myriam asked Me to ask you what you think of her new leather pants. 

I want you all to let Us know!

Lady Contessa Pat

Promising

Since more than a year I had the plan to find someone who would be submissive to Me, but together dominant over My real slaves and help Me to keep them under heel. Someone to accompany Me during trips abroad, when I go horsebackriding, for hiking, … Serving Me as a servant and, If needed, acting as My husband.  

I thought that finding someone like that was not going to be a problem (also because I could offer him a life without working), but, after a few months, I realized that it is more easy to find a real slave-sub than the kind of guy I was looking for. Nevertheless, since a few months, tides seem to have changed and after a German guy that I have been seeing now and then for a few months, I now seem to have found another serious candidate (although he seems to be more sub than Hans)!

I had contacted frank, the guy I met during riding, for another meeting, and as a safety precaution, I had told Myriam about frank and had asked to join Me during the meeting.

So, last Saturday, We didn’t do our regular trip along the wood, but instead changed towards a less popular part a few kilometers further. A part of the wood  that was hardly used to ride. When We arrived frank appeared to be already there (although We arrived 30 minutes in advance)  and I noticed that he was very nervous. First I thought it was the horses, but when I saw him looking suspiciously at Myriam, I realized that it was her presence that made him feel uncomfortable. So, I explained that She was just there for My safety and look-out not to get disturbed. And when he saw that She took position at the path about 50 meter further away he got a bit more at ease.

Since I did not wanted to loose time, I immediately ordered him to take off his clothes to present himself to Me. After the initial hesitation and after I showed the intention of leaving, he reluctantly started to remove his shirt. I had to urge him with each piece, but even if it was nearly freezing, I finally managed to get him completely naked in front of Me! (except for his socks I realized later)

Then I had him come to Me and kiss My right boot “as a welcome”. After that, I ordered him back on his knees about ten meters away and I dismounted. Under the guarding eyes of Myriam, I walked over to him and started wiping My feet on his shirt that lay on the ground.

After this, I started walking slowly around him and after a few minutes of silence, I ordered him to get up and started inspecting his body touching it intensively with My crop. Like that I tapped his face, nipples and cock (that was erect from the beginning) to check his ability to remain docile and obedient when sexually excited. He did not move and only moaned softly when I grabbed his nipple and pinched it between My gloved fingers. Test succeed!

Next, I ordered him on all fours to form a footstool next to Magic to make Me mount easy. He did without questioning nor hesitation. When I sat comfortably in the saddle, I took a little snapshot of him down there and summoned him to clean My boots using his shirt as a cloth. No discussion, no hesitation!

After finishing this, I asked him if he was interested in a relationship with Me. Again: no hesitation. He was! But I immediately told him the conditions of such a relationship and  explained what I’d expect of him. 

Finally, I told him he could think it over and I allowed him to kiss My boot again and I drove My horse in a trot, leaving him behind. 50 meters further, Myriam joined Me and We rode off in a full gallop.

So, after years of problems to find a suitable slave and/or servant I might be facing a problem of picking one!

Lady Contessa Pat

Meeting?

I have ordered frank, the guy I met during riding along the canal, to meet Me tomorrow

I hope he takes the challenge and will be there…

 

Lady Contessa Pat