(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Store<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ietje van Leeuwen<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Yes, you are my lovely slave." Phillipe commented on her response over his ownership of her. His nimble hand moved down her back to her butt where he took a hold of the fabric and the flesh beneath it. "Today, during lunch, you are going to wear the black lacy vibrating panties. And I will have the remote control as always. Do not worry, I will not be gentle." He let go of her ass and then lifted his hand away from it only to return with a firm reassuring spank a moment later. Phillip loved hearing the sound of a good spank hitting his slave's ass. And though giving her a spanking in this dressing room would be so much fun for him it was not the plan for the day.<br/><br/>"Now we are going to go out there and buy the clothes. You are going to walk like a professional, and talk like one for the remainder of the day unless I change the order. And darling do fix your makeup." Phillipe headed to the door, expecting her to carry all of the clothes to the register. At least he held the door open for her so that she would not have to juggle clothes and have to open the doorknob. Part of it was to just give her another swat except this time a little more publicly. This swat was higher in power than the one earlier, but it was medium on the full range of swats he could give her. Part of the fun of it was the fact that due to his order she could not truly react to being spanked as she had been asked to walk and talk like a professional.<br/><br/>Phillipe smiled and then moved over to the register where he paid for her clothes. Out of view of the register girl, Phillipe was running his left hand along the stocking clad leg of his slave, his hand even sometimes drifting under her skirt to touch the areas of skin between the stocking and the garter. He wondered to himself how much of this she could take before she would say something or break character to where he likely would have to give her a good long spanking. Testing a slave's limits was something any good owner had to do in order to further mold the slave to their liking.<br/><br/>Once done with the purchase, Phillipe headed back to the car so that they could begin the trip over to wherever they were going to eat lunch that day.