<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=142314.msg7527325#msg7527325">Quote from: helvorn on 12-01-2013, 10:38:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's apartment playroom<br/><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br/><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ietje let out a soft, tentative moan of pleasure as Phillipe worked her body.  He was an expert in the use of his body and hers to bring pleasure and in their time together had learned every nuance of her body and what gave her pleasure.  Even more so he'd trained and conditioned her such that she could no more breath in and out than not respond with arousal and need.  Yet this time in the movements of his body against hers, in the touch of his hands over her, in the response of her body to his there was more than just dominance and control.  No, this time there was a sense of emotion, of concern and true passion that sought to join them together in something greater rather than the passion of dominance.<br/><br/>Bit by bit as he rode her with his manhood and as his fingers came across her body to caress her Ietje let go of her own tight control.  It was not as if her body relaxed, rather she stayed rigid and tense against him, meeting his thrusts with vigor as her hips tilted back to seek him out.  Instead there was a depth and genuineness of her response that came from a true giving and the vulnerability that went with it.  Just as he had trained and taught her, learning all there was to know about her body and mind, so to had Ietje learned the measure of her master.  At some level deep in her mind she realized that this was different and without conscious thought gave herself to him as she had never done before.<br/><br/>She shivered at the touch of his fingers to her clit.  He was rubbing them just as she wanted.  At his words she arched her back and cried out and came in a deep, wrenching orgasm.  She quivered and shook as if in a seizure as waves and waves of emotion filled her along with her pleasure.  She sobbed with some release deep inside of her as her orgasm tapered off.  She knelt underneath him as he took her, took her body and soul piece by piece.  She quivered again as he rode her, another orgasm rippling through her body, clenching down on his cock in a tight, pleasant embrace just as she had been trained.  Even in the throws of sex, in the confusion of her emotions her body did as it had been taught.<br/><br/>Finally her body settled into the rhythm that he was enforcing with his deep, strong thrusts.  Her hips and butt rippled with the impact of his hips and her breasts swayed in time.  She groaned and reached back to touch his hand where it rested on her clit.  "Phillipe, I want that as well.  Let me ride you on top so that you may touch and caress my body and I can watch you, kiss you and hug you as we both need my... darling."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>