(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/PauletteAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">PAULETTE LISETTE SAINT-SIMON</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fairmont Monte Carlo<br/><strong>With:</strong>Her master, Dr. Okello Okanjo and Remy Bordelon<br/><br/>I laid still as my Master ejaculated inside of me and then slumped against my body.  I stared up at the white, finely plastered ceiling and wondered at my reaction to this man and his utter domination of my body.  I knew that I would likely orgasm at some point while having sex as a slave as the intense sessions of conditioning with and without Venus all but ensured that I would react to a master or mistress, but multiple orgasms and ones of such depth shook me to the core.  With Adrian and earlier, teenaged lovers I had always experience intense, very personal orgasms but those had been ones of my own choice.  These had been equally powerful and I wondered if they were flukes or if I was reacting in some deep way to his strong man.  My legs stayed curled around him as he relaxed on top of me.  He was a virile man for sure based on his needs and volume of his climax given the steady trickle of semen from my still spasming pussy.<br/><br/>He softened only slightly inside of me and I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh as his breathing slowed.  The aftermath of sex had always been very important to me as my lover relaxed on top of me.  The pleasure always lingered for me as my emotions whirled and my mind raced.  My body and mind slipped into natural pathways as my Master's weight settled against me in a deeply reassuring way.  I knew he was satisfied with me and on a deep, instinctive level I was happy that the submission of my body had placated his overwhelming needs at least for now.  The wet, sticky feel of his semen marking my stomach, face and tits served to mark me and in a way bond us together just as his still partially erect penis lodged in my cunt served to remind me of his ownership of my body.  When I felt him go to sleep and relax his hold on my wrists I sighed again.  The peacefulness of the position and the afterglow of my orgasms worked a deep magic on my mind and without meaning to my arms came up and wrapped lightly around the body of the man who had taken me so decisively.<br/><br/>How long we laid there I don't know.  My sweaty, sticky body pillowed his, my soft breasts squeezed by his weight as his semen cooled against my skin and trickled out of my channel and down between my ass cheeks.  My mind did not slow down as we laid there, my hand gently stroking his hair as I pondered my fate.  At least soon I would be able to regain my freedom and return to my free life.  I jerked and started as he stirred against me, my hands flying guiltily from around his neck.  I gasped a bit as his still moderately hard penis slipped out of my cunt and a flood of our mixed juices drenched my thighs and ass.<br/><br/>I followed him into the shower and shuddered as he clamped me to the restraints in the shower.  I’d seen such restraints in the nicer hotels that I’d stayed in on the road but never truly realized what they were for until Dr. Okanjo spread me wide in the middle of the large shower stall.  At first I tried to focus on the wall in front of me, the engraved crest of the hotel set in the tile work served as an anchor as I tried to divorce my mind from the hands, the rough feel of the luffa and the vibrating impact of the shower head.  Master was dangerously skilled in his use of the implements and I was soon clean of sweat and dried semen but that was not the impact that caused me a problem.  My body was still tingling from the aftereffects of my earlier fucking and when he started to work on my body directly I couldn’t contain my reaction.  He played me like a fine instrument as he teased my nipples until they were crinkled and painfully erect.  The lips of my cunt swelled again until I was reddened and puffy with arousal.  At the touch of the water and luffa on my ass I jerked again unconsciously at the touch to my anus.  As Master’s caresses continued I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip to vainly prevent the little gasps and moans that his stimulus elicited.<br/><br/>The penetration of my cunt with the douche caught me off guard as he administered it from behind me by surprise.  I clenched on it at first before relaxing and letting him wash me clean.  The feel of the warm water rushing against my cervix made me grunt and squirm.  My eyes closed again and I let out only a little cry as he drenched my bowels with the warm water.  At first I tried to clench my ass to prevent the douche from entering me and then tightened my sphincter to keep the warm water inside.  It was with deep embarrassment and shame that I finally let go farting semen and water out of my ass.  Eventually I felt a warm, pleasurable feeling with the water in my ass that sent shivers of fear through my body knowing that he was taming and modifying my behavior.<br/><br/>Freed from bondage I took the soap in my hands and covered myself with the fine soap.  I knew he enjoyed my body and this was the kind of sex play that Adrian and I had often indulged in back in the good days.<strong>“Mmmmmm…”</strong>I purred, getting into the role that Dr. Okanjo wanted.  I had seen how wild my slut talk made him and out of self preservation let myself slip into the role of a slave-slut.<strong>“Master has such a wonderfully hard body.  This worthless cunt slave is grateful for the opportunity to clean master.”</strong>I rubbed my breasts over his chest, the harsh feel of his chest hair unexpectedly stimulating my nipples and breasts causing a little gasp.<strong> “Ohhh…”</strong>I soaped myself between my legs, frigging my clit and making sure he saw what I was doing;<strong>“Master, let this slave rub every inch of you clean.” </strong>I started on my tip toes and rubbed my thighs and crotch over his thigh, down over his knee and then knelt so I could rub his calves with my thighs while I squeezed my soapy tits over his thighs.  Moving over to the other leg I met his gaze with a sultry expression;<strong>“This cunt is highly aroused by soaping and cleaning master.  This cunt burns for her master’s virile body.”</strong><br/><br/>Moving behind him I rubbed my entire soft body, breasts, stomach and thighs against the back of his body while my arms wrapped around Master’s body to rub his chest and stomach, my hands moving teasingly down his stomach to soap his pubic hair.<strong> “Master’s pubic hair is so thick and manly against this cunt’s soft, bare body.” </strong>I knelt behind him and shivered at what I had to do.  Soaping my face I spread his cheeks and rubbed my nose and cheeks between his ass to clean his crack.  Fortunately he could not see my expression as a I shuddered at the degradation.  Rubbing my tits on his butt cheeks I shuddered but in pleasure as I got off on the stimulus to my nipples.  My voice deepened with the surge of pleasure;<strong> “This cunt is so soft and weak compared to Master.  This slave is putty in your hands.  This slaves cunt is weeping with desire for master.”</strong>Stepping around I finished off by rubbing each of his arms clean by sandwiching them between my soapy breasts.  I was quite proud of my performance and I smiled to myself as I saw how hard his cock became while I teased around it.  This was my revenge for the earlier merciless teasing.  Kneeling, deep, perhaps too deep in my role I cupped the instrument of my domination between my breasts and rubbed it clean.<strong> “Master’s cock is so large it hurts this cunt.  This cunt is stuffed by master’s cock.  She hungers to be fucked by master and take his seed in her cunt.”</strong><br/><br/>I gasped as he pushed me down and prepared to enter me.  Once again I had slipped totally into the role I was playing and my body and mind were aroused to a fever pitch by the earlier teasing and then the cleaning of Dr. Okanjo.  Still, I knew he was going to use me hard and my only hope to not be tortured was to continue to please him.  I looked back over my shoulders, my face slipping naturally into a look of lust and helplessness.<strong> “Ohhh, master is so hard and large.  Fuck this worthless slave’s cunt hard, fuck her.” </strong>His driving fucking rapidly took me to the edge of an orgasm.  I had been teased, aroused, used to the point where I was ready and yearning for the cock even before he took me.  I shifted back, spread my legs and clenched down on him as he entered me.  It wasn’t long before my moans were completely real.  As I reached the edge I begged him to cum.<strong>“Oh please, please master let this cunt orgasm around master’s cock.”</strong>He slapped my ass and told me to<strong> ‘hold my worthless orgasm until he told me I could’</strong>.  I rapidly came closer and closer to an orgasm.<br/><br/><strong>“Eeeeeeee, oooooohhhh, eeeeee…”</strong>I  was soon whining with the effort of holding my orgasm.  Finally he came into me, slapping my ass.  I bit my hand to keep from coming as he flooded my cunt with a blast of his seed.  I sobbed, begging;<strong>“Master, master… please, please let this cunt cum.”</strong>My sobbing was real at this point as our joint efforts in the shower had fucked my mind as thoroughly as he was fucking my body.<strong> “Maaaaster… oh please… gods please, please let me come!”</strong>In my need I was unaware that I slipped in my speech.<br/><br/>After he came in my pussy Master pulled out and then immediately shoved his cock brutally into my ass.<strong>“Aaaaarrggh!”</strong>I cried out from the pain and penetrating fullness of the cock in my bowels.  He was still wet and slick from my pussy juices and his cum and the entry was relentless.  I gasped and looked back up at Master pleadingly as he fucked my ass and pressed me down into the water with his foot.  I wept and sputtered as my body shook with the force of his rhythm.  I could barely catch my breath and he varied his movements to keep me off balance.  Suddenly the pain, the motion, the fullness in my bowels and the shortness of breath caught up with my earlier arousal and I stiffened and orgasmed around his cock.  A few seconds later he spurted another load of hot seed into my bowels for the second time that day.  Gasping, sputtering and blowing bubbles I shook with a second, smaller orgasm at the warm flood in my ass.<br/><br/>As the phone rang I shuddered around his cock.  Finally when he pulled out I let out a sob and relaxed into the floor of the shower, semen oozing from both of my holes.  He kicked me up to my knees and then to my feet as he flushed me clean of his semen.  I was secretly pleased to be cleaned out as it was humiliating to be dripping his seed from my pussy and ass yet I could not let him know that.<strong>“Master, thank you for fucking this slave and filling her with your seed.  Master is so strong and master’s cock is so large that it makes this slave wince with the size.”</strong>I knelt again and sucked and licked his cock while he talked and my hands fondled his balls.  I tried to listen to him talk, wondering who this friend Remy was and what he was going to do with him.<br/><br/>I winced and let slip a little whine as he jerked me to my feet.  I stood quickly to please him and gazed at him with a mix of fear and curiosity.  I grabbed the towel and dried him off quickly.<strong>“Yes master, this cunt will do all in her worthless power to make her master look even more handsome than he already is.”</strong>I scurried off to the closet and searched through the clothing there.  All the suits were fine Italian and French custom tailored brands and my estimation of Dr. Okanjo’s wealth went way, way up.  There were half dozen suits each worth four or five thousand Euros each.  Looking back at him I chose a fine light gray suit with fine silk shift and subtly tasteful tie..<br/>I nodded to him as I brought out the suit.<strong> “Master is a tasteful dresser.  This cunt has never seen such a wonderful selection of fine suits.  Your slave is not worthy to even handle such fine clothing or dress her master in such things.”</strong>I dressed him in silk underwear, a fine Egyptian cotton undershirt, the silk dress shirt and then the suit pants.  “Master is so well cut.  Master must work out all the time to have such a strong, well shaped and handsome body.  This slave is unworthy to touch and be fucked by master.”<br/><br/>Finishing up with the tie and jacket I applied very subtle make-up and lip gloss.  Unable to resist I smoothed down his lapels and then stroked his tie as I carefully avoided his eyes.  Then following his commands I slipped on my high heels and teetered in front of him as he cuffed my hands behind my back. Walking through the hotel I squared my shoulders and threw back my head.  My own stubborn pride and unwillingness to be broken led me to straighten my back and throw out my chest knowing that I looked good and I would show the world that I was not some stupid fuck-cunt.  Walking like a princess I let him lead me to room 506.  At that point my poise deserted me as he tugged and played with my nipples until I was gasping like a whore.  My traitorous, conditioned body was soon weeping shameful evidence of my helpless arousal in shiny snail trails down my soft thighs.<br/><br/>Looking at him, wondering what the hell game he was playing and what new torment he was preparing for me I nodded.<strong>“Yes master, this cunt will speak as you have commanded her.”  </strong>I averted my eyes and delivered my lines as the door was opened by a well dressed man.<strong>“Excuse me, sir, I'm a lost toy.  Would you return me to my owner please?  You can play with me if you want.  I love to be played with.”  </strong><br/><br/>He replied to me;<strong>"I will indeed return you to your owner. No games as of yet, though, people get quite irate when you play with their toys. More importantly, where is that rogue Okello? I'd like to see if I could win a playdate with you over cards!" </strong><br/><br/>I replied to him;<strong> “This cunt thanks such a good master as yourself for offering to return a worthless slave to her master.”  </strong><br/><br/>Dr. Okanjo stepped out from about the corner then and grinned, playfully admonishing his little slave.<strong> "Are you wandering off again?  Such a bad girl. I swear, I cannot take my eyes off this cunt for a second.  How are you, Remy?  I hope it is okay that I stopped by.  Would you be so kind as to allow us into your room for a moment?"</strong><br/><br/>This new man, Remy answered as I stood in the doorway dripping my arousal, my nipples still painfully hard with my face reddened in shame. He spoke;<strong> "Okello, of course, please come in. Can I get you anything to drink? I haven't gotten to the mini-bar just yet, but I'm sure there's something to make a drink out of.”</strong>As the two men spoke I stood silently, my heart beating with a mixture of fear and curiosity, my head held down but my eyes carefully watching each man under the cover of my hair.<br/><br/>