<br/>(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 the park<br/><strong>With:</strong>His slave, Paulette Lisette Saint-Simon<br/><br/>Dr. Okanjo remembered why he picked this cunt, and why he paid top dollar for her.  She reacted beautifully to what he did to her.<br/><br/>The pleading look on her face when he slapped her.<br/><br/>The whimper that came out of her mouth when he grabbed her by those cornsilk locks on the back of her head and pressed her tits against the metal hood of his car heated by the sun above and engine underneath.<br/><br/>The writhing and squirming of her body as she tried to escape from the being trapped between his vehicle and himself.<br/><br/>The sad look in her eyes and the downward curve of her mouth and the posture of defeat as he put her in handcuffs.<br/><br/>The changing in color of her skin from pale to pink to red as she was walked in front of bystanders taking pictures of her.<br/><br/>And yet, she walked tall and proudly, her hips moving almost like a model strolling down a runway.<br/><br/>But it wasn't enough.  He wanted more.<br/><br/>He wanted tears and drool to go along with the juices dripping down her inner thighs.<br/><br/>He wanted to make her scream.<br/><br/>He wanted to make her cry.<br/><br/>He wanted to punish her, and he imagined that Kaelyn was watching, lying back in a heap of pillows on a big comfy bed, her legs spread and her hands touching herself, giving herself more pleasure as Dr. Okanjo inflicted more pain.<br/><br/>It was easy for the slave to follow him when he was walking in a straight line.  But now he found a spot in that tunnel to linger in.  He stopped suddenly, switched directions, moved abruptly, and dragged her with him.<br/><br/>Again he stopped, against he turned, again he darted, forcing her to stumble along behind him.<br/><br/>He turned to face her, and held the leash near the attachment point of her collar.  He spun in place slowly, dragging her around him, making her sidestep in a circle with him at its center just to keep standing.<br/><br/>Before she got too dizzy, he switched directions.  He watched her tits bounce with each step, and eyed the way her legs opened and closed as she walked around him, hiding and revealing her sex.<br/><br/>He spun her once more, then pushed her head down, making her bend at the waist, grabbing her wrists and pulling them upward until she got down on her knees.  Her ass was exposed, and he gave one cheek a hard smack that echoed throughout the tunnel.<br/><br/>He let her feel it for a moment, let her wonder when the next one would land, and gave the other cheek an equally hard spank.<br/><br/>One more on each side, harder than the initial ones.<br/><br/>Another on each side, just as hard.<br/><br/>He held her there, keeping her in that kneeling strappado position, then let go of her arms, letting her sit her rosy rear cheeks on her heeled feet.  He touched her chin to look a him as he walked around behind her, like a shark stalking its prey.<br/><br/>His cock was still out as he circled around her.  He was stroking it, making it even stiffer and bigger, until he was standing right in front of her, his manhood inches from her mouth.<br/><br/>He grabbed her hair and tilted her head back.  He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, and repeated the one sound he ever uttered to her, the one before he purchased her.<strong>"Ahhh."</strong>Only, there was no flashlight pointed at the back of her throat.  Just cock.<br/><br/>He was going to stick it in, but he turned her face a little bit, smacking it with his erection, his pre-cum flying off his cockhead and landing on her skin.  Each cheek, her forehead, her chin... no part of her pretty face was safe from getting beaten by the hot meat of his dick.  He even slapped her tongue a couple of times before finally sticking his cockhead into her mouth.<br/><br/>He grabbed her hair and looked to the side.  A fantasized image of Kaelyn was there, eyes half-open with lust, fingers dancing on her clit, mouth whispering to him to do it, fuck her, fuck her mouth.<br/><br/>He looked down at the cunt, then thrust forward, sliding his cockhead along her tongue to the back of her throat, making her take as much as she could.  He felt and heard the wet click of his glans stabbing past her tonsils, then pulled back, his cock already covered in saliva and throat slime.<br/><br/>He dick-slapped her face some more, adding her spit to his pre-cum and her tears on her face, then plunged back in, deeper, until his balls were against her chin.  He held it there, then released her head, keeping his hands behind her head, letting her ease his cock out of her throat, but not letting the cockhead escape her mouth.<br/><br/>When he felt her lips just under his cockhead, he grabbed her hair and plunged his cock in her mouth hard, twice in a row instead of just once this time.  He let go of her head, letting her catch her breath around his cock, but if she let it out just a bit too far, he'd fuck her face again, adding third thrust, repeating the lesson, until she kept half his cock in her mouth on her own.<br/><br/>He wondered how long it would take to figure out what he wanted her to do.<br/>