(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>Fairmont Monte Carlo<br/><strong>With:</strong>His slave, Paulette Lisette Saint-Simon; his acquaintance, Remy Bordelon<br/><br/>Remy and I continued talking about him buying slaves from the Emperium, getting to the party tonight and other topics as they came up.<br/><br/>As we talked and drank, my slave continued humping the air.  Her hands were still cuffed behind her, and with her legs spread and hips moving up and down, only the back of her head, her shoulders, her arms and her feet still in high heels were touching the carpet.<br/><br/>I either stood side by side with Remy, enjoying the show, or turned to face him, ignoring her efforts.  I wondered which was more humiliating to her - when we ogled her as she "performed" for us or when we ignored her while she did as she was told.<br/><br/>I still had the end of her leash in my hand, which was going from her collar, between her tits, along her flat stomach and over her juicy cunt.<br/><br/>When I sensed her slacking off, I flicked my wrist so the leather smacked wetly over her clit and slit.<br/><br/>Eventually, I said to her,<strong>"Roll over and get on your knees, cunt."</strong>As she straightened her legs, brought them together, and rolled off her back and arms onto her stomach and tits, I made sure the leash stayed between her inner thighs and up her asscrack.<br/><br/>I held her bound wrists and pulled on them so she was able to go from prone to kneeling.  I oriented her body so she laid the side of her face in the wet spot she made on the carpet.<br/><br/>I flicked my wrist to whip her cunt with the leash.<strong>"Back to humping, slut."</strong><br/><br/>I slapped her with the leash again, then turned to Remy.<strong>"It is all in the wrist, my friend.  Here, you try."</strong>I handed him the leash, giving him a chance to wack her cunt with it as well.<strong>"Look at her.  Such a bitch in constant heat."</strong><br/><br/>After making sure he had the technique down if he wanted to try it, I decided it was time to go.<br/><br/><strong>"So for this party on the yacht...  All you have to do is get to the dock.  I was planning on taking a taxi, or perhaps even one of those carriages pulled by ponygirls.  <br/><br/>"You are, of course, welcome to join me, and if you get a slave of your own by then, she can come, too.  Speedboats will take us to the yacht.  Thank you for the drinks, and I will see you later."</strong><br/><br/>I tugged on the leash and brought the slave to her knees.  We stopped by my room to dress her up in the slutty outfit I picked out for her.  I arranged for a ponygirl carriage ride, which we took to the dock.<br/>