(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/NerezaAvatar03.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">NEREZA FABRIZIO</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Leaving the club and travelling through the city down to the quay.<br/><strong>With:</strong>Leotie Dominguez and Titty the pony-girl.<br/><br/>The sulky clattered over cobbles down the lamplit alley and with a stiff tug on both reins stopped at the busy junction with the Rue Louis Auréglia. No traffic lights regulated this minor junction and for a few moments I let the lifeblood of Monaco grind past me; the Ferraris, the Lambos, the Porches, the Rollers, the Astons. People strolled along the wide pavements and chatted happily at expensive bistros. Everybody a poseur, each one wanting to be seen by all the rest. From my elevated seat I looked down on them all. A few curious heads turned to watch my sulky and the person riding in it – and also to stare at the beautiful huge-titted bound woman pulling it, sweat-beaded, her tits rising and falling, her nakedness specifically exploited and emphasized by the straps and corsetry that restricted and exposed her body. Pony girls were well known about but you didn’t see one every day and with mine being the only female slave taxi service in the Principality, my girls were rare enough that heads always turned and tourists would gather to pet the animals and offer sugar lumps.<br/><br/>There was a gap in the traffic. I whisked the coach-whip hard against Titty’s arse, leaving a pair of deep red welts. She snorted and broke out onto the main boulevard, turning right, following a sleek, purple and wine-red Bugatti Veyron downhill towards town. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=142203.msg7281675#msg7281675)<br/>