(http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac134/helvorn/PaulettePix.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">PAULETTE LISETTTE SAINT-SIMON</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Salesroom - Emperium.<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ryuuji Adams, Mizuki Adams & Dr. Okello Okanjo.<br/><br/>Paulette's mind was filled with conflicting emotions of fear and anticipation as the master ordered her to be removed from the display to the master of the Emperium's office.  She shivered a bit when the collar was placed around her neck.  Despite her training the collar was still a symbol of servitude and her loss of status.  Did she deserve it?  As these thoughts passed through her head she was unchained from the pedestal and then Master Adams yanked her smartly down to the floor.  She followed meekly as Ryuuji led her through the crowded store.<br/><br/>While she walked she wondered at the nature of the man who was so interested in her.  Paulette sensed the passion and iron resolve in his eyes yet his hands were so clinically capable.  Goosebumps rose over her pale skin at she shuddered internally at the though of those strong and merciless hands in charge of her cringing flesh.  When they entered the room she stood quietly in the corner with the much shorter blond slave.    The name was familiar.  Where had she heard of a Dr. Okanjo?  Her brow furrowed for a second in a tiny frown as she struggled to remember; Paulette had been far more interested in singing and music than current events but a nagging sense of foreboding told her that Okanjo would have serious implications for her.<br/><br/>Her eyes followed the dark, powerful man like a tiny bird watching a deadly snake.  When he motioned for her to stand behind the chair she walked over and stood, hands on the back of the chair, back bent slightly as her long blond hair fell around her shoulders and halfway down her back.  Paulette dared not look back at him or even look around.  She focused on the window across the room.  It was a place where the sun shone and the sky was blue.  She could make out the gleam of the ocean and the toy like figures of the yachts of the rich and famous.  Paulette let herself drift off into another world when she had visited here on tour with her manager.  The first touch of Okello's hands brought her back to reality with a sudden jar.<br/><br/>Paulette thought hard about her happy place as he grasped her wide hips and spread her legs open with firm nudges of his feet.  There was a cloud there, in the shape of a sailing ship.  He was crouching behind her and spreading her buttocks.   Then he blew on her small puckered ring;<em><strong>Oh yesssss..... ooohhhh.</strong></em>Her rose bud was a dark circle in her pale pink flesh.  Paulette was tight and her anus crinkled strongly in reaction to the stimulation of the air.  Either she was a virgin or very rarely used from behind or she had been trained to maintain incredible control.  She was trembling now, enough that he could feel it in the flesh under his hands and in the way she gripped the back of the chair.<br/><br/>Her flesh was satisfyingly firm as he slapped each buttock.  Paulette maintained a commendable silence under the blows and her creamy skin stayed reddish as the print of his palm lingered on her sensitive skin.  Standing still as he left her; bent over and ass on display she listened as the two men calmly discussed her future.  Paulette's heart leaped and dropped as she heard the words that sealed her fate.  Despite herself she looked over to the side of the room, her eyes peering out through the curtain of her fine, blond hair at the man who was now her owner; she had joined the ranks of true slave girls.<br/><br/><em>[Edited to add Mizuki Adams]</em>