(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 and in the restaurant<br/><strong>With:</strong>Her master, Phillipe Creaux, Ryuuji, Mizuki<br/><strong>Collar Setting:</strong>2<br/><br/>Ietje blushed and tried to maintain her composure as she orgasmed helplessly.  The vibrating panties as well as the training her body had been through over the last two years made it almost impossible for her to withstand stimulation without an immediate response.  Phillipe knew that when put on a long, slow boil all day with the fitting of the clothing, the sucking of his cock in the car, the teasing at the luncheon and now the panties that she almost always lost control.  The panties were now soaked with her arousal and she at least could smell the strong odor of her sex as it readied itself for further use.<br/><br/>She did not dare glare at him as he humiliated her further in public by speaking of her background and history as a slave.  Next he'd tell them all that she was a crude pony girl as well.  Ietje particularly hated being treated as a pony because it was so dehumanizing.  Yet, this slow erosion of her pride by Phillipe was possibly worse.  Ietje glanced down as he continued to address her, to speak of her if she were not present, were not human.  Oh the gall of him to regard her as a play toy.<br/><br/>Ahhhh... the pleasure made it hard to think but she sighed and clamped her thighs together in involuntary longing as Phillipe turned the setting down to a low agony of pleasure.  He was going to punish her and she wondered what form it would take.