[Realm of the Phoenix King] Anouk's Training
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				Title: <strong>[Realm of the Phoenix King] Anouk's Training</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 19:13:53</strong>
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				Early in the morning, deep within the massive palace's slave pens, Mistress Tyra was instructing her young protege Anouk or as many knew her as "Her Highness" in the world of dominance and slave training. The young ward of the King had shown a particular interest in her dominant side and slave training. It had started as a few questions here and there during free time, all the way into full nights conversing with the experienced Tranceptor into the world of the King's slave pens. Anouk showed remarkable progress and skill which even surprised the Tranceptor. <br><br>"<strong>Hold it steady and firm in your hand, never let the slave know that you are tired or your strength is waning, you are in control and you shall determine when the punishment is complete, not your body.</strong>" Tyra said as she stood close and behind Anouk as she held a small but hard and firm leather paddle, the starting instrument for the morning.<br><br>The young personal slave to the King Alya was strung up infront of the two Instructors, prepped for the punishment that she had been ordered to have for some transgression against the King. Usually it would be something that would be considered nothing to any other noble, but the King demanded nothing but perfection and he knew that deep down she enjoyed the punishments she received.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Realm of the Phoenix King] Anouk's Training</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ting ting</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 23:02:43</strong>
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				Alaya couldn't believe that the king had ordered her to be punished.&nbsp; All because she was hesitant on doing something he ordered.&nbsp; Though that hesitation did last more than a minute, but still, that didn't mean she should be punished.&nbsp; But she had no choice in the matter.&nbsp; If the king ordered it, it would be done.<br><br>She looked at Anouk and Mistress Tyra as she instructed her.&nbsp; She knew Anouk from passing, but that was all.&nbsp; She also knew that she was a mistress in training and that she would get her punishment from her.&nbsp; Maybe it wouldn't be so bad since she was new at it.&nbsp; She'd have to wait and see.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Realm of the Phoenix King] Anouk's Training</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sexy Firefly</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 00:39:16</strong>
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				Anouk stood ramrod straight, hair falling down her back, a little rough and tumbled from Tyra's usual wake-up call, but that was a distant, yet pleasant memory she was entirely focused on the here and now which was the punishment of this slave. She remembered almost begging to her father for someone to practice on, he had only smiled and soon she had found Alaya strapped to Tyra's table. Alaya must have done something to offend or she wouldn't be here and Anouk wanted to be sure that she made her father proud by not being lenient on her. <br><br>Her hand tightened slightly on the paddle, a reflex as Tyra held lightly to her wrist. Her words rolled over her in sensual waves and it took all of Anouk not to melt into her front as she stood close behind her, her body rubbing Anouk's back teasingly. But Anouk held firm, her hand swinging once in the air listening to the sound it made as it cut through the air between her and the slave. Smiling she nodded to Tyra inching forward as she felt her lover inch with her and she p0laced her free hand on the rounded pale flesh of Alaya's ass rubbing it carefully before slowly lifting her hand and letting the paddle descend in a firm hit to the now quivering flesh. "Yes Mistress Tyra." Another firm smack resonated off the stable walls. <br><br>The sound of yelps and hard smacks filled the air, but Anouk remained silent as she delivered blow by painful blow to the reddening ass cheeks, the color bringiing a slow sultry smile to anouk. 
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