(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 car<br/><strong>With:</strong>Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br/><br/>Ietje shuddered at the grin on Phillipe's face.  She knew that grim well and it never boded well for her body or her dignity.  She clenched her jaw stubbornly and moved to sit down with the grace of a princess.  She started to reply to his question but stopped, silent and waiting for the shoe to drop.  Upon hearing the command not to speak she nodded slightly to him in acknowledgement, her eyes involuntarily wide with a dose of fear not knowing what he had planned for her.<br/><br/>She tried to hold still as he kissed her on the lips.  The passion aroused her involuntarily.  Phillipe was a handsome man and a skilled lover and slave master.  She'd always been passionate and open with sex and the slave training had piled such a tremendous, subconcious need for sex and submission that she could not help herself as her cunt flowered open wetly between her tightly clenched thighs.  Still, she managed to avoid responding to the kiss despite the blush of arousal that spread from her cheeks down to the hardening nipples on her shapely breasts.<br/><br/>She shrugged as he instructed her to suck his cock.  Ietje had found sucking cock to be highly demeaning as a free woman and despised it even more as a slave.  Of course she had no choice but to respond and do so enthusiastically.  Between her training and fear of punishment she would be sure to provide him with a magnificent blowjob.<br/><br/>As he asked her about her reaction to him if she were free, Ietje just glared at him.  A life as a spoiled brat gave her endless practice with withering glares and this one would have killed him had she been able.<br/><br/>Leaning down she reached over to take his cock in one hand while the other pulled his pants and underwear away from the cock and balls so that she had better access.  The smell of his sex sent shivers down her spine as the scent plunged dozens of memories of sexual encounters with that smell hanging in the air and filling her nostrils.  Ietje extended her tongue and literally licked the semi erect cock into her mouth.  Pressing her face all the way down over it she engulfed the still partially soft member in her mouth as her nose pressed into his rough pubic hair.  Pulling back a bit she swirled her tongue over the large vein along the bottom before sucking and licking directly at the hardening helmet.  She sucked and licked until the shaft was fully erect and then interspersed bobbing up and down on the long rod with sensuous licking and sucking at the sensitive tip and the flared head.  All the while she was careful to keep her mouth on the shaft.<br/><br/>She knew that he would drive in such a way to throw her off his cock and she clenched her ass cheeks in preparation for the inevitable spanking.