(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>Dressing room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ietje van Leeuwen<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Put your hair in a bun to finish the look dear, no one would take you seriously otherwise." He commented as she stood before him looking much like a secretary on her way to the office. Phillipe was pleased with her, she had put on quite a show for him with this little bout of dress up. "We will be buying all three. The white dress for the next formal event I need to take you to. The sundress for just being around the house. And finally, you will be wearing that outfit for the rest of the day." He looked at her for a moment before he raised a hand to her face, his thumb rubbing up against her lips tracing them slowly before he took his hand away from her face. "You still have lipstick, I am sure. I want you to use the brightest red that you can on your lips. Also lengthen and darken your eye lashes before putting on paler foundation."<br/><br/>Phillipe wanted her lips to be the one thing that people were going to notice when they looked at her today. To notice and to want her lips for kisses or even more sexual favors such as fellatio. Personally he knew that he was going to ensure that she put her lips to good use when she did not need them to speak. Yet to say he was done with her after giving her that little command would not be like him.<br/><br/>In a swift move, his arms came around her with an attempt to pull her into his arms where he would then take her lips hostage with his own. Kissing would not be a proper description it be much more like he was owning her lips, signing them away to be his for now and ever more. After the initial contact of his lips on hers, his tongue tried to work into her mouth to find her tongue and dance with it just as it had several times before. When he had first bought her, this had been one of the first acts committed against her. And it was one that was repeated daily to ensure she knew that she was owned by him.<br/><br/>And then after a long moment, she was released from the kiss but not from the hold should he have gotten it. "Who owns you?" Phillipe asked her, just as he always did with a punishment to follow should she not give the proper response. A response that was not as simple as "you do." but rather Phillipe preferred that she say his full name, a contingency she had learned the hard way the first time she had been asked the question.