(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/OkelloAvatar01.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Dr. Okello Okanjo</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>In his car<br/><strong>With:</strong>His slave, Paulette Lisette Saint-Simon<br/><br/>Dr. Okanjo drove from the Emperium (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=142249.msg6445578#msg6445578) without a destination in mind, which was nothing unusual for him.  Sometimes he just liked the feeling of the car under him as it flowed through traffic like water.  The car seemed to drive itself sometimes, too, allowing him to clear his head and just think.  The last time it happened, he was mulling over some poker hands he played.  This time, he was thinking about what just happened outside the Emperium.<br/><br/>Chatting with Kaelyn left him with such a high.  She was simply a fascinating woman and he was exhilirated after their flirtatious conversation.<br/><br/>At the same time, he was somewhat angered by the talk he had with Darya and her possible signs of rudeness toward of him.<br/><br/>He thought about rolling around a big bed with Kaelyn while they took turns abusing their slaves, including his slave, the cunt sitting next to him soaking the towel.<br/><br/>He also thought about tying up Darya and beating some respect into her.<br/><br/>Dr. Okanjo took a deep breath, feeling the air, including the scent of his slave, rush in through his nose and fill his lungs.  His heart rate was elevating and blood pressure was increasing.  He was getting aroused, and he wanted release.<br/><br/>As he weaved in and out between other cars on the road, he reached over and placed his hand on the cunt's knee closest to him.  She was leaning away, and the motion opened her legs to reveal the bald mound and swollen, glistening lips.  He ran his hand up her inner thigh and along the groove between her outer lips and her leg, then slid his fingers up and down her slit.<br/><br/>He had an idea.<br/><br/>Dr. Okanjo pulled into a park area.  It was a bit elevated, provided a nice view of the sea, and led up to trails cutting through a forest.  He had seen owners take slaves there, sometimes just to have them walk around and enjoy the scenery, sometimes to go to one of the slave parks where slaves could roam free within bordered areas and interact with each other (not unlike dogs at a dog park), and some just took them there for some outside fucking.<br/><br/>Dr. Okanjo had the last option in mind.<br/><br/>His car door opened along with the trunk.  The driver side door lowered down, trapping his slave inside.  He looked through the contents of his trunk, setting aside the portfolio containing her information (which he still hadn't read) and pulling out a couple of items.  He placed them in his pockets, then let the trunk close and the passenger door open.<br/><br/>He stood by the gullwing door, waiting for it to lift fully, then reached inside and grabbed the leash.  His pants were already tenting as his hand slid up the leash to grip it right by her collar.  He pulled her out forcefully but carefully, making sure she didn't bang her head as he made her stand before him.<br/><br/>He pulled her close and upward, making her stand on the tips of her toes as he looked closely at her.  His other hand squeezed her face on her cheeks, then gave each side a trio of light smacks.  The slapping hand then grabbed a fistful of her hair and he bent her over the hood of his car, pressing his hips against her ass, which pushed her hips into the side of the Mercedes.<br/><br/>The door was closing as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them in the small of her back.  Handcuffs restrained her hands together behind her body.  Using the grip on her hair, he straightened her up.  A pair of high heel shoes were on the ground which he pointed to, indicating that she was to step into them.  She wouldn't be crawling right now.  He grabbed the end of the leash and started walking deeper into the park with her in tow.<br/><br/>Bystanders could not help by notice the beautiful slave following him.  They stopped, stared, made comments, and even took out their camera phones to take pictures of her.  Some were bashful about taking her photo, but he said with a smile,<strong>"Go ahead, take pictures of my cunt here."</strong>He even stopped, giving them a chance to focus and zoom for the best image, and turned her, allowing them to get shots from different angles.  Some of the onlookers seemed to think she was familiar, but could not place her.<br/><br/>He walked some more, deeper into the park, until they got to an underpass with a walkway above it.  The inside of the tunnel had handholds for rockclimbers to practice on.  Some rockclimbers were there, wearing harnesses attached to rope connected to hooks in the ceiling of the tunnel.  Dr. Okanjo greeted the men in French as they admired his slave.  Other than the trio of rockclimbers, there was no one else to witness or interrupt Dr. Okanjo and his slave.<br/><br/>He opened up the zipper of his trousers and pulled his cock out, already hard, thick, long, and ready to be inserted into an orifice.<br/><br/>(Edit: Added link from previous post in a different thread.)