(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/KaelynAvatar01.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Kaelyn Richelieu</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Maya Bay Bar & Café<br/><strong>With:</strong>Various patrons, waiters, slaves at café; Darya Lisina; Darya's slave Valentina Khorkina<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The restaurant manager was an older, slightly nervous looking man that had the unflattering habit of bobbing his head up and down as he talked. He'd apologized profusely for the slave's lack of manners and offered Kaelyn free meals and drinks of all kinds. She'd refused the offer; it wasn't like she was a charity case and needed help of that kind. Instead she'd quickly let the man know how lack of training made the establishment look bad and had negotiated a compensational slave punishment. The useless cunt would be punished in a manner that would remind her of her place, and then she'd be put in the back of the restaurant on bathroom cleaning duty where she would spend the next week making up for the minor insult.<br/><br/>"<strong>I'm sure you understand that this is for your own benefit. I for one would hate for a restaurant of this caliber to get a fine for lack of proper slave training.</strong>" Kaelyn's smile was as false as they came, her teeth barely showing. "<strong>I'll expect to receive notice of the transfer within the next hour.</strong>" With a smirk she turned away from the manager, effectively dismissing him, and pulled out her phone. She sent James a quick message, reminding him that he had to keep an eye out on the new slut back at the penthouse, and then one to her cousin, informing him that she would be out buying new slaves and asking if he had anything specific in mind. He'd enjoy helping break one in – he was especially good with teaching the cunts to enjoy the pleasure of having a truly sadistic master.<br/><br/>At that moment Darya walked up and Kaelyn's smile turned real. She stood up and greeted her friend warmly, hugging her tight and kissing her on the cheek. "<strong>Oh, darling, it has been absolutely too long.</strong>" She reached up and gently wiped the soft smudge of lipstick she'd left on younger woman's cheek off. "<strong>You shouldn't go off to those cold lands you love so much.</strong>" Her hands gently squeezed Darya's shoulders and then pulled away, gesturing to the other chair at the table. "<strong>I'm doing as well as can be, certainly can't complain. Sit, sit. I'm absolutely famished and we've quite a busy day ahead of us.</strong>"<br/><br/>It was as she was adjusting her chair that she noticed the slave at her friend's side. The cunt had on a sheer black dress and was kneeling obediently by her owner's side, pert tits thrust out in offering. She was a pretty thing with a lovely body. Kaelyn reached out and took the slave's chin in her hand and gently pulled her face forward, taking care not to hurt someone else's property. "<strong>So this is your new acquisition? The cunt has an air about her that I like. Although,</strong>" she let the creature go and leaned casually back in her chair, "<strong>I'm rather surprised at your owning one of your own. Had a change of heart in regards to that equal rights nonsense?</strong>"<br/><br/>While Darya answered, Kaelyn snapped her fingers to get the attention of one of the servers, a delicious looking young man with sun kissed skin and exotic green eyes. Some establishments had slaves handling and serving the food and others had slaves only for showing patrons their places and cleaning up. Kaelyn was in agreement that not just any slave should be given any high responsibilities, it was doubtful the things would even truly understand them.<br/><br/>Their young waiter arrived and gave them a slight nod, waiting politely for Darya to finish talking. As soon as she stopped he smiled and held out a couple of menus. "Good afternoon ladies, my name is Aurelien and I'll be your server for this meal. Do you already know what you are going to order or would you like to peruse our menu?" His accent was thick, the words rolling off his tongue with some difficulty.<br/><br/>Kaelyn smiled at him, a charming smile that always turned men to putty, and waved the menu away when he offered it to her. "<strong>Non, je sais qu'est-ce que je voudrais.</strong><sup>1</sup>" When he heard her speaking in French his shoulders slumped slightly in relief before straightening back up. "<strong>My friend, however, might need some time. And while we wait, I'll have a Rose Imperiale. Make it strong.</strong>" She looked over at Darya and switched back to English. "<strong>Are you ready to order?</strong>"<br/><br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;"><sup>1</sup> No, I know what I would like.</span></em>