My new Life with Pat

Hello All,

With Pat we have been quite a long time without publishing our real life stories.
We have had a great and amazing change.
Few months ago and after several discussion Pat told me she would like my slave and to be be submited in a full BDSM relationship.
After the first surprize i was very happy and this request joined my hidden dand deep whishes.
In order to begin this new way of life I told her to be naked and make-up all the time with a nice neck collar, high heel shoes and of course a nice rose chastity belt locked with a padlock.

After discussions and several search about BDM, Donjon and other nice « sin »places we have found somewhere in south europe an isolated mannor with a very large and eyes-view closed park, fully dedicated to BDSM with all the expected equipments and 18 double rooms.
We have booked a room for 2 weeks in June, so few weeks ago.
Alternativelly Pat and myself will wrote our BDSM hollidays in order to share with you how this couple of weeks were tremendous and amazing.

After a 2 days driving trip we arrived in front of the main entry closed by an impressionant door. We were bith very exited.
All the formalities have been done in a small house close to the portal.
As Pat was a slave host i have had to decide wich collar she will have to wear. White = slave only dedicated to his master, Blue = slave to be share upon request, Red = slave to be used as your own but after getting from his master OK, Black = slave to be used as you wish without limit.
Even if Pat was a beginner I have request the Red one for her.
She had have to undress until to be fully naked and then we walk until the mannor, a valet had taken care of my car and had bring the luggages to our room.

The receptionist ordered me to fully undress me, even to left my jewellery into a secured box. I was so exited i felt my cokc getting harder and harder.
The receptionist gavee me a red collar with 4 metal rings and once on my neck he locked it with a padlock and gave the key to Jean. Right after he attached red leather bracelets on my wrists and ankles, each with a metal ring, then locked them with a padlock.One key for all the padlocks.
Then he gave me a pair of Saint-Tropez sandals and invited us to join the mannor.