(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>Darya's yacht,<em>The Galaxy</em><br/><strong>With:</strong>Kaelyn Richelieu; Kaelyn's slave, Tillie; Marie-Clare Lisson; Marie-Clare's slave and mother, Annalie Rachel Lisson<br/><br/><em><strong>"I believe that would please me as well, Okello.  And I insist that you call me Kaelyn, please."</strong></em><br/><br/>She placed her hand on my wrist.  It was not a tender touch on the back of my hand or a pat on my arm feeling my muscles.  I know that when<em>I</em>touched or gripped a woman's wrist, it was to hold her down, to restrain her, to control her.  I was now on the receiving end of those action... and, coming from Kaelyn, I liked it.<br/><br/><strong><em>"While I am flattered by your thinking of me, I personally am not one for showing myself in public. I care not about the slaves, as that is what they are for, I just don’t find it necessary to do the same with oneself."</em></strong><br/><br/>While it was clear that Kaelyn and I shared the feeling that slaves are there for the use and pleasure of their masters and mistresses, it was also evident that Kaelyn and I differed in the<em>way</em>we treated our slaves.  I tended to be wild and live in the moment regardless of who may be watching, even enjoying the aspect of having an audience.  Kaelyn was more subtle in her dominance, using wit and guile compared to my brute force and intensity.  It certainly inspired me to try new ways of using a slave.<br/><br/>One of Kaelyn's friends, Marie-Clare joined us.  I shook her hand and noticed how she was quite the beauty strictly in appearance, but my opinion of her grew when she shared her remarkable story of how her father not only gave Marie-Clare her freedom, but also gave Marie-Clare her own mother as a gift.  The way she ordered the woman who gave birth to her to show off the cunt that she came out of was deliciously sinister.  I tilted my head and raised my eyebrows, getting a good look at the older woman's sex.  I licked my lips, wondering how it would feel to penetrate this Maman-cunt, and to have my own slave eat it out after I came inside it.<br/><br/>Without breaking my gaze on the glistening flaps of flesh between the thick thighs, I answered Marie-Clare's question.<br/><br/><strong>"I am a doctor of medicine and I have a Ph.D. in pharmacology."</strong>I looked from mother-slave cunt to daughter-mistress face.  Their faces were similarly exquisite, and I imagined this Marie-Claire had a pretty pussy like her mother.<strong>"I developed Venus, Balance and Milkmaid.  And I'm currently working on a new recreational sex drug to be given to slaves.  However, the nature of it is not something you or Kaelyn would be interested in, unless you like to use strap-ons in your slaves' mouths and throats.  I would be happy to provide you with samples if you are interested, and I would be open to suggestions of enhancements you think would be useful to you."</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/>(Edit: Fixed formatting and clarified some details.)