(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/ValentinaAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"> Valentina Khorkina</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Leaving Maya Bay Bar & Café, In cab heading towards Emperium<br/><strong>With:</strong>Darya Lisina, Kaelyn Richelieu<br/><br/>I blushed, with embarasments, when Darya telled Kaelyn I pleased her, with my fingers, and tongue. I didn't like her, telling her friends she used me, for sex, very casual. I knowed, of course, slaves getted used, for sex, all the time! But my old mistress Ludmilla, she keeped me very sheltered, from such things. I still needed getting used to notions, that I was my Darya's cunt. Even though she usually was very good, to me.<br/><br/>I worried, a little, when Darya and Kaelyn talked about buying new slaves. I didn't care, if Kaelyn buyed slaves, though already I felt sorry, for them. I worried more, of my Darya, buying a new slave. Because my Darya, she was usually very kind, to me? She had the wicked sence of humour, too. And I wondered, some times, if I was the big joke, to her. And if she bringed me, to Monaco, so she could buy, my replacement.And sell me, to some monster, instead, for hurting me.<br/><br/>I stared at my empty food bowl, I wanted crying, for a moment. I didn't think, my Darya, she would be cruel, like that. But, since I was only a slave, I never could be knowing that, for sure.<br/><br/>I raised a eyebrow, with surprises, when Darya telled Kaelyn about her yacht party? Darya, she never telled me any thing, of her party. My heart beginned pounding, very hard, in my chest. I growed more nervous, that Darya had plans, for me, that may be weren't good.<br/><br/>When Darya and Kaelyn, they finnished eating, I walked with them out side, to the taxis. With Darya, pulling on my leash. After Darya getted into their taxi, I followed her, and almost sitted next, to my mistress.<br/><br/>But Kaelyn, she demanded, I sit on the taxi floor. Her words, they stinged me, a little. But I knew, I didn't want making any embarasments, for my Darya. So I nodded, and getted off the seat. I lowered my eyes, and kneeled, on the taxi floor, very meek, at Darya's pretty feet.<br/><br/>Cold air, from the air conditioning vents, in the cab, it blowed up my tiny sheer dress. I shivered, uncomfortable, a little. I didn't look up still, at my Darya, or Kaelyn. Darya, she telled me, that I had the horrible poker face, I never hides my emotions good. So, I stared, instead, at the tiny circle burns, on my wrist. My mistress Elena, who selled me to Darya, she used me, some times, as a ash tray. She putted out her cigarettes, on my arms, and bottom. And flicked ashes, in to my mouth, she always laughed, when she did that.<br/><br/>I  listened more, to Darya and Kaelyn chatting. And I prayed, that the car ride, to<br/>Emperium, it would be quick. If surprises there, they waited for me, I wanted knowing them, soon.