(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 LISETTE SAINT-SIMON</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the Park<br/><strong>With:</strong>Her master, Dr. Okello Okanjo<br/><br/>Pride was all that Paulette had left.  She was well used to walking in high heels and her only defense against the search glances and flashing camera phones was to hold her head high and stride with confidence.  That much he could not take away from him.  As she followed him into the tunnel the sudden cool caused her skin to prickle and goosebumps to form.  The transition from light to dark was foreboding and she shivered slightly.  She could see his muscles tense and some intuition told her that he had something humiliating planned for her.<br/><br/>The sudden jerking motion at her neck as he changed directions on her was totally unexpected.  Paulette let out a cry and stumbled.  She would have fallen to her knees had Doctor Okanjo's grip been so tight on her neck.  She gurgled and choked as the weight of her body strangled her with the collar.  Her face turned red as she gasped and continued to stumble.  She bumped up against him as he came to a sudden halt.  Her feet were twisted in the high heels and she whimpered as her ankles were twisted and the shoes turned under her.<br/><br/>Paulette had not recovered when he jerked her off in another direction.  She was led like some kind of dog or mare through the tunnel.  Doctor Okanjo was completely in control of her now.  She started crying softly as he jerked her to one side and then to another.  It was all she could do to stumble after him; his far superior strength and the constricting hold on her collar prevented any resistance.  Choking, sobbing and gagging she clattered and clacked in her high heels, now walking, now stumbling.  The heels made it harder to maintain her footing and she bounced against her master's hard body and the unyielding surface of the tunnel walls.  Her mouth was already full of saliva at the reaction to the sight of his cock but as she gagged and choked she began to drool and cough mixing in with the lines of her tears.  There was a room in the Center where they'd used choking and waterboarding to punish disobedience or just condition the girls.  Her whole body shuddered at the memory of drowning repeatedly.<br/><br/>He stopped, she stumbled.  Paulette started to walk forward again and then was jerked back cruelly as he swung her in a circle.  She'd had horses that they walked around and around to exercise.  This was like being treated like a horse.  Paulette was crying silently now and her eyes were large and staring with fear and panic.  Stubmling again she bounced off of him and then let herself be dragged around.  When he reversed directions her head was spinning and she gagged again as she lost her balance.  Once again the only thing keeping her from falling was his grip on the choking collar.  Gagging and drooling she stumbled unsteadily in her heels around in the other direction.  By the time he changed directions on her she was lost, confused and dizzy.  Doctor Okanjo had total control of her movements and body and helpless.  She quailed as she remembered how she felt right after the accident and this was the same feeling.<br/><br/>Still, her body was aroused as she reacted to being dominated by a man. It was like a burning pillow was stuffed between her thighs as her lips continued to puff up and flower open.  A blush spread up from her lips and up to her mound and lower stomach as the arousal conquered her body and her womb prepared for his seed.<br/><br/>Paulette was totally unprepared to be jerked down to her knees as she stumbled once more.  She whined a bit as he leveraged her bound arms up to force her down to the floor.  Gasping she tried to catch her breath as her knees hit the cool, hard pavement.  She squealed at the impact of her hand and her ass and tits rippled and wiggled under the blow.  Her ass stung intensely and she knew that her pale ass cheek glowed with the red imprint of his hand.  He knew how to make a woman hurt, this man was an expert in pain and the ways to torment a woman's body.  Paulette gasped what sounded like 'no..' as the second, third and fourth blows landed on her ass.  Still, her arousal surged again with the pain.  The spanking went directly to her cunt as it began to clench helplessly.  Gods, spanking meant fucking meant cocks meant pounding fucking wet spurting semen spanking pain pleasure fuck fuck fuck cock...<br/><br/>It was an eternity later those two or three seconds as he held her in position.  She sobbed and sagged back against her heels as he released her.  Her ass was burning as he touched her chin.  Paulette sniffled and looked up at him immediately.  She was a fast learner as his methods inspired her to respond without words.  She could foresee a future of blind, instant obedience as his cunt until he discarded her old and used or still young but swollen with his spawn.<br/><br/>Looking up she watched in mixed fear, horror and reluctant desire as he walked around her.  Her mouth began to salivate again as she stood in front of her hand stroked his cock.  Gods it got even larger as she watched.  She twitched but could not, dared not look away.  She could smell him, smell his manly scent coming from his cock and the dark thatch of pubic hair; it was the smell of obedience.  She'd spent days with her face buried in the crotch of nameless men and this was more of the same.<strong>"Oooohhhh!"</strong>she yelped as he gripped her hair and twisted her head back and up at him.  There was going to be no avoiding this.  No one was going to rescue the princess at the last minute; she was fucked emotionally and physically.  At his motion and<strong>"Ahhh"</strong>she knew what to do and opened her mouth and extended her wide pink tongue out of her plump, shapely lips.<br/><br/>Paulette cringed as he moved to shove his meat into her mouth but then cringed and blinked as he slapped her face with his cock.  The sharp smell of precum filled her nose and he annointed her with his fluid.  Now her face was filthy with tears, saliva and his cum.  It was like a cruel christening into a life of sexual torment.  Could she go back to being a free woman after he had conducted this religious ceremony to claim her soul?<br/><br/>Then his cock was thrust partially into her mouth.  The huge shaft filled her mouth.  She would have pulled away had he not held her hair so tightly.  Sweating she squirmed and tried to back away with her body, even as her head was pinned.  Suddenly he shoved himself into her with every ounce of violence that had been done to women over the ages.  She gagged and helplessly coughed as he bruised the back of her throat.  She had learned to deep throat in her training but this brutal assault did not allow her to react.  Choking and dazed she gagged and coughed, more drool and mucus running out of her mouth as he further anointed her helpless face.  Se didn't know if she was crying or sobbing or even begging for mercy or even pleading to be fucked harder.<br/><br/>Again he plunged in, deeper this time until he'd hilted himself in her mouth, the hair balls pressing against her chin while her nose was buried in his wiry pubic bush.  Gasping helplessly for air she tried to relax and hold still.  Her eyes dimmed at the lack of air before he pulled back and she inhaled greedily.  His hands were in total control of of her face as he fucked her.  Then the rod of his mastery rested lightly on her tongue, the hot iron filling her mouth as his dominance fucked her mind.  She pulled back a bit until just the head was in her mouth.  Then like a piston he rammed her face, fucking her hard once, twice as she gagged and dry heaved under the impact.  When he let her pull back she tried to relax, the cock filling her bruised mouth.<br/><br/>Reluctantly she pulled back away from his cock.  She reached a point where he squeezed her head and faced fucked her once, twice, three times before relaxing.  her chest heaving and her tits bouncing she rode out the assault until he settled with his cock in her mouth.  She stayed rigidly still for a while and then started to relax as he was content to keep the throbbing monster in her mouth.  Paulette sobbed again as she recognized yet another silent lesson that was being taught to her.  She felt like a trained dog or monkey that was forced through its paces.  Gods what was she going to end up being?  Who would she be when he was done?  The conditioning at the Center had eroded her will to resist a dominant man and she feared that he would take her to a point where she could no longer escape.<br/><br/>As she thought about this her tongue began to gently stir on his cock.  When a masculine member entered her mouth she could only start to lick and suck it.  Fortunately she was able to stop after a moment but then she jerked back and he fucked her mouth hard again.  Finally she stopped, crying as her tongue ran lightly over his shaft and she knelt, nude and helpless for his pleasure.