Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]
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				Title: <strong>Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 17:41:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">MILLENNIUM SLAVE LAW - MONACO - APARTMENT OF PHILLIPE CREAUX</span></span></span><br><br><br><br>(http://www.prestigeproperty.co.uk/PropertyImages/LargeImages/152396.jpg) (http://www.cip.mc/photos/52ed71d56aa88479d43467cf17ee26db.jpg) (http://www.cip.mc/photos/2f875a43941a9fdfa7b073f3bb962e54.jpg) (http://www.cip.mc/photos/1b4a1df6ef505d16a3e17fdad9a182a8.jpg)<br><br><hr></div><br><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/CreauxApartment.jpg)</div>The apartment owned by Monsieur Creaux occupies the top floor of the Tower Louis Bretonne at 21 Avenue Crovetto Frères, a brand new development only two years old. Phillipe bought the property from a Formula One driver who had been a rising star in the last two seasons but was suddenly dropped from his team and now without a contract was obliged to sell.<br><br>Unlike many developments in Monaco that are very restricted in footprint due to the proximity of other properties, or which must be shoe-horned into the skeletons of much older structures which the local planning laws require must retain their traditional facades, this development is spacious as it takes up the whole boundary of the demolished Louis Bretonne Hotel, which occupied the site from the 1970s through to the early 2000's.<br><br>Set against a steep hillside, the tower is eleven stories high but is, unusually, accessed on the sixth storey, with five more above street level and six below. The street level storey itself houses an indoor pool and gymnasium open to residents only, as well as services and managers office. Of the five above street floors, there are two half-size apartments on each floor but the penthouse apartmnet occupies the whole of the top floor and thus Monsieur Creaux's property has balconies or <em>loggia</em> to north, south, east and west, something extremely rare in Monaco.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 21:16:58</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Car <br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Ietje van Leeuwen<br><br><hr><br>He smiled at her and then the driver opened the door for them now that they were at their apartment. The vibrator that had been on low for the duration since they had left the restaurant. His focus on wanting to learn how to enrich their relationship had nearly made him forget about it. Quickly, once he realized that, he shut the vibrator off. He looked to her as he stepped out of the car. Again he took her hand into his as he walked over to the elevator. <br><br>"You do understand that you still have a punishment headed your way. And that system will still be in place. If you make a mistake you will still be punished. And when I tell you to do things, I expect them to be done. You are and will remain my slave." Phillipe was firm in his tone but he was not overly demanding about it. When the elevator opened up, they were in their apartment. "Go retrieve a paddle and then meet me in our playroom. (Bedroom 3 on the layout)"<br><br>He went over to his bedroom where he then pulled off his suit jacket and then placed it on the hanger. Phillipe knew that she was being a good girl and grabbing the instrument that he was going to punish her with. Shoes came off next before he then started to make his way to their playroom that looked like a normal room but there were various devices hidden in the furniture. Everything from the small love seat to the bed all had surprises in them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>helvorn</strong> on <strong>24-11-2012, 09:44:57</strong>
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				(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's car and then in his apartment<br><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br><br>I returned the smile a bit uncertainly but willing to try out this new master of mine.&nbsp; As the driver opened the door I stopped halfway out and grunted as the vibrator turned off.&nbsp; Glancing over at Phillipe I nodded in acknowledgement and gave him a genuine smile of gratitude and appreciation.&nbsp; I continued out of the car, thanked the driver and took Phillipe's hand as we walked to the elevator up to his apartment.<br><br>As we rode up the elevator I turned to look up at him.&nbsp; "Yes, I understand punishment and obedience.&nbsp; As long as the rules are applied consistently I will obey you willingly Master."<br><br>As we came into the apartment I sighed a bit.&nbsp; It was a beautiful apartment and very tastefully decorated.&nbsp; Had it been in other circumstances I would have greatly enjoyed living there.&nbsp; Now perhaps I might feel differently if Phillipe had truly changed.&nbsp; As they entered through the private entrance and into the hallway hung with tasteful art and set with plants she bowed her head.&nbsp; "Yes master, I will meet you in the playroom."&nbsp; Old habits died hard and I was not ready to abandon months and months of training by Phillipe in a moment.&nbsp; I went swiftly to retried the paddle from the cabinet in the hall and went to the playroom.&nbsp; It looked like a normal guest room or den but I had spent hours here being used on the hidden equipment.&nbsp; Kneeling with head bent and paddle held out in front of me I awaited my punishment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>26-11-2012, 22:55:16</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment Playroom<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Ietje van Leeuwen<br><br><hr><br>"Hello my sweet slave." He told her as he came into the room seeing her in the pose that he so very much enjoyed. It screamed submission and that was what he loved most about it. No matter what changed between them, she was still going to be his slave. And he still knew all the buttons to press to make her purr and submit to him. The paddle was taken from her in a quick swift motion. He gripped it in his hand as he stood there behind her. Phillipe was going to be fair and consistent to her from now on to see what would happen.<br><br>Variety was the spice of life. And learning other people's perspectives was a very enlightening experience. So he was going to give this all a shot. "How many do you deserve?" He asked her since she should know her own count. It would also let him know how punished she believed that she deserved from earlier. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>helvorn</strong> on <strong>29-11-2012, 07:48:10</strong>
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				(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's apartment playroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br><br>Ietje bowed her head as Phillipe entered the room.&nbsp; She did not look up but spoke to him.&nbsp; "Hello my master."&nbsp; She remained motionless as he seized the paddle from her in one swift motion.&nbsp; The pose was submissive, yes, but it was not humiliating like most of the other things he put her through in this room and by his rules she did deserve some punishment.&nbsp; Hopefully they could work out a reasonable balance and a consistent set of rules.&nbsp; Ietje would have preferred to be free but if she must be collared then as much regularity and control over her situation as she could manage would be good.<br><br>She looked up at him as he held the paddle.&nbsp; Phillipe seemed to be in a good mood with a look of curiosity on his face rather than the often grim determination or intense amusement he often wore when punishing her.&nbsp; &nbsp;She thought back to what they had done over the day and tried to count.&nbsp; Even though he'd turned off the stimulation in her womanhood her mind was still fuzzy from the earlier stimulation.&nbsp; "I think... I think that 15 would be fair."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 22:54:30</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment Playroom<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Ietje van Leeuwen<br><br><hr><br>"Well you know what to do then darling, thank me for each spanking and count them off nice and loud dear." Phillipe knew he did not have to remind her but he did anyway. Each paddle that he owned was made custom for punishing Ieetje. Every one took her exact ass size into account. When he punished her with a paddle, there was little need to switch hands or have to treat each cheek individually. Instead, her entire ass came into contact with the paddle when he spanked her. This particular paddle was made for more usual penalties.&nbsp; Other than being solid wood there was nothing that was particularly special about it. No holes or some kind of stamp marked the wood. It was just an instrument of impact.<br><br>Of all the times he had to paddle her like this, he always followed the same ritual. First contact was always light and the most gentle of all the hits that she was going to receive that session. Keeping to that ritual, he only swatted at her behind with enough force to not even make her ass pink but much like a playful swat. Phillipe paused as he waited for her response before he was going to get into the main course of things. Lots more power was going to be added to following blows. And that is exactly what began to happen.<br><br>The second hit that splashed across her behind was a lot more insistent with the wood hitting her ass with a smacking sound. A short pause occurred just as it always had to before he continued on. The third through the sixth were powerful with Phillipe letting out a light groan as he swung the paddle. All of them had their own quite loud cracking sound as the paddle came in contact with her backside. Already the wood was starting to get warm from the harsh contact with her ass and he could start to see her behind start to take on a rosy color.<br><br>7-12 were all more on the medium side on his range with the sounds being more muted but there was still power behind the swats. Her bottom was still getting very red as he continued though he knew that she had suffered many more than this before she would have an apple red ass. Even after her response for the 12th swat, he made her wait even more. Phillipe was close to the end and he figured that his spoiled slave was very much looking forward to the end of this punishment. But he was not just going to give her the way out. No, he made her wait a full minute before he swung that paddle against her ass once more. These last three were all building up from the medium range that he had set. 13 was just a little above 12 in power. 14 was between the medium and high powered ranges. <br><br>And he made her wait a full 3 minutes before he delivered the final blow which rang out the loudest and was the top of his range of power. Phillipe placed the hot paddle down on the bed and then pulled her up out of her position by placing two fingers in the back ring of her collar so that she would be leaning back into his arms. "You are my good slave and I appreciate you even more for taking this punishment so very well."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>helvorn</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 05:17:11</strong>
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				(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's apartment playroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br><br><hr><br>Ietje nodded silently at Phillipe's instructions.&nbsp; She knew perfectly what to do as well but she still listened carefully.&nbsp; While Phillipe said he was going to stop tormenting her for its own sake, she still made sure that he hadn't changed anything to catch her up.&nbsp; She lowered her head again, placed her hands on her thighs and remained bent forward on her knees.&nbsp; She knew the paddles well and only with a force of will prevented herself from tensing up in anticipation.<br><br>The first swat was gentle, almost caressing and Ietje remained motionless under the blow.&nbsp; Keeping her head bowed she replied evenly but without emotion.&nbsp; "Number one, thank you master for your kind correction."&nbsp; She took the second blow quietly as well.&nbsp; "Number two, master is most kind.&nbsp; This slave is thankful."&nbsp; She modified her response after each spank as Phillipe had trained her most carefully to avoid repetition and boring responses.<br><br>The next four blows were hard and punished her intensely.&nbsp; Her flesh was glowing with a rosy tint and a warmth spread through her heart shaped, perfect bottom.&nbsp; The pain mixed in with the haze of arousal from her earlier torment causing the tingle and warmth to spread to her sex.&nbsp; The harsh, powerful strokes brought grunts of pain from the submissive woman as her responses became merely, 'three, four, five, six, thank you master for your care and effort with this slave'.<br><br>"Seven, eight, nine , ten, eleven, twelve, let me express my gratitude with my body for the punishment of this slave master."&nbsp; &nbsp;The warmth in Ietje's ass had become a flaming volcano.&nbsp; She had suffered worse punishments yet there was something poignant about this one given their earlier conversation.&nbsp; There was a tingle of passion in Phillipe's blows that had not been present before.&nbsp; Ietje could feel it in every loud, spanking caress of the perfectly shaped paddle.&nbsp; He was driving the spanking to make a point that he cared yet he was firmly in charge.&nbsp; Ietje would be bound irrevocably to his rules yet they would be imposed fairly and impartially.<br><br>She waited for what seemed to be eternity between 12 and 13.&nbsp; Ietje quivered as the wait allowed the heat from her glowing ass to spread down her trembling thighs, up her lower back and deeply into her needy sex.&nbsp; She wanted to press her thighs together in embarrassment at her reaction.&nbsp; So engrossed in her feelings, Ietje started as Phillipe smacked her ass for number 13. "Thirteen, that was wonderful master, thank you."<br><br>Her body was in fire, her nipples now tight and erect.&nbsp; Ietje clenched her teeth hard to keep from crying out in pain.&nbsp; She tightened her grip on her thighs to restrain herself.&nbsp; There would be deep red marks afterward but at least she would retain her pride.&nbsp; "Fourteen!&nbsp; Ah... thank... thank you master."&nbsp; Ietje couldn't muster up the focus to come up with a snappy response as she struggled to stay calm and still.<br><br>Wait... wait... wait... what was he doing?&nbsp; Ietje wanted to scream at him to spank her, to spank her and get it over with!&nbsp; No, no... she would not give in.&nbsp; How could she respect herself?&nbsp; How would he respect her?&nbsp; Time... time... time... God, god, god... oh god just spank me!&nbsp; SLAP!&nbsp; Finally, oh finally... Ietje sobbed out; "Fifteen... oh god thank you thank you master."&nbsp; She let him pull him back into his arms.&nbsp; Ietje sobbed slightly not from pain or even relief but from the emotion of the spanking, from her reaction to wanting to control herself both for him and for her.&nbsp; Perhaps for her something changed in that moment, something shifted even as he held her.&nbsp; "Thank you master, thank you for being firm and fair without cruelty."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>12-12-2012, 20:58:39</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment Playroom<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Ietje van Leeuwen<br><br><hr><br>The way she just laid back in his arms, letting him put his arms around her was more than just a slave giving into the touch of her master. A hint of something else was present in it that they had not had previously in their little relationship. Appreciation spread over his face. Things were going to be changing around her if it felt this good for her to want to be in his arms rather than simply allowing him to hold her. Phillipe kissed along her neck, nipping lightly at the soft exposed skin. Up to her earlobe he went, nibbling at her the whole way before licking at the sensitive lobe. <br><br>"I want to have you." He spoke in her ear softly. Her position in his arms was such that his erection was pressing against her perfectly red punished butt. Phillipe did not just forcefully enter her as he would have done in the past. Instead he held her close with his hands sliding across her skin to feel along her breasts taking each of them in his hands. He kneaded them softly, placing his hand at their center so that his palm was rubbing directly against her nipple during his slight squeezes of her flesh.<br><br>"I will not purposely hurt you now that you have accepted a punishment so well. I know I would have done so in the past but now I see how wrong that was to you." Phillipe continued to speak very softly in her ear, his hands continuing the work on the front of her body. Thoughts were there about binding her but he felt that it was unnecessary, he wanted to have sex with her while she was not under the control of some toy. He wanted to see if how things were changing were going to effect the way they had sex. Still he was kinky, and he knew her body was trained that way. So there was going to be kinky things that happened but this time he just wanted to see what it was like without the kink other than her being his good slave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>helvorn</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 05:58:54</strong>
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				(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's apartment playroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br><br><hr><br>Ietje sighed and with a shudder relaxed into Phillipe's arms.&nbsp; There was a feeling not so much of surrender but of acceptance and a dropping of defenses.&nbsp; She arched her neck into his kisses and caresses and sighed.&nbsp; She could feel his erection press against her sensitive buttocks and stiffened again.&nbsp; The change in her posture was subtle but in their intimate embrace it was obvious to Phillipe.&nbsp; Her defenses had gone back up as he pressed against her.<br><br>Then as he did not violate her but rather touched her softly, sensuously Ietje let herself relax again.&nbsp; Her body pressed back against his erection in a soft, sensuous movement that was partly trained reaction and partly desire.&nbsp; "I want you as well Master.&nbsp; I feel strangely different tonight.&nbsp; It is though we have passed through some tunnel and come out into a sunlit land on the other side." She turned her head and kissed him.&nbsp; "Do not fuck me but make love to me.&nbsp; I will do all that I can to be more to you just as you are being more to me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>24-12-2012, 23:43:27</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment Playroom<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Ietje van Leeuwen<br><br><hr><br>"I would be honored to make love to you, Ietje. And we shall see how this develops." Phillipe whispered into her ear once more to acknowledge what she had asked for. While he thought about it he was realized that he wanted to try out such a thing. Making love was not something that he had done since he was a teenager. The world had changed so fast that such a thing became an antiquated concept. But now he was about to do it with a slave. Many of his friends or business partners would claim that such a thing is blasphemous. But he did not care, he was going to go through with it. He was going to make love to a slave. <br><br>Carefully he leaned her forward with one hand while the other pulled down the zipper on his pants. His cock rose free from its cage of fabric. Always when he punished or played with her, he was already as hard as a rock. "Ietje, I am going to go slow." He warned her as he pulled back and lifted her so that he could line his dick up with her sex. Just as he promised, he slowly lowered her back onto his hard member. Like any slave that belonged to her one master, she was still tight but her sex was nearly like a glove for Phillipe's prick. Inch by inch, he lowered her down onto him till she was all the way down to the base.<br><br>"Ietje, we shall work together in this. I shall not force you to act and will not force my act upon you in this coupling." In the next moment he had pulled about an inch or two of himself out of her before making his way back inside of her. There was some force there but nothing like the pounding sessions that she had received in the past. This force was for their mutual benefit, not just his alone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>helvorn</strong> on <strong>01-01-2013, 03:38:55</strong>
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				(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's apartment playroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br><br><hr><br>Ietje sighed at his words and some tension seemed to go out of her.&nbsp; She whispered; "Yes..." as he leaned her forward and unleashed his manhood.&nbsp; What she meant by that enigmatic word was uncertain but her body moved freely under his touch as he positioned her to take his sex.&nbsp; She was tight, oh so tight and very wet.&nbsp; The training both by Phillipe and in the Slave Institutes ensured that she responded to a man, this man whether she wanted to or not although in this case her little sigh of satisfaction signified something different from those other times.&nbsp; As well, her channel was tight and firm under the welcoming softness. Phillipe's member glided into her well lubricated depths without difficulty.&nbsp; If anything, Ietje shifted her hips ever so slightly to improve his penetration.<br><br>Another sigh escaped her lips as he hilted her, his thighs pressed up against her reddened and sore buttocks.&nbsp; Goosebumps and a shiver traveled up her elegant, slender back as he pulled out and slowly, firmly thrust back into her.&nbsp; She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes shining with tears.&nbsp; "Master, master thank you for your respect and your tenderness.&nbsp; Please take me firmly, thoroughly.&nbsp; Caress my hips, my back and my body, kiss me even as I accept your penetration and offering.&nbsp; I... I want this to work as well."&nbsp; A tear trickled down her cheek as some hidden emotion surfaced in her mind.&nbsp; "I've always been the bitch, the brittle, harsh bitch and as a slave it was all turned on me.&nbsp; I... I want to make love to you and for you to make love to me, just us together tonight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 10:47:26</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment Playroom<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Ietje van Leeuwen<br><br><hr><br>Ietje then offered herself to him in such a meaningful way, with her actually getting emotional about it. Phillipe was quite happy with his smile coming&nbsp; across his face as he started to put a little more force into his thrusts into her. But it was not like he was pounding her. This was not vanilla sex, it was a bit harder than that but he was making love to her the way that he knew how. To allow him to be able to thrust into her the way that he wanted his strong hands came around her body to grip her breasts. Pillowy flesh moved under his strong fingers as he manipulated her breasts. Pressure applied to her breasts was not intense nor extreme. Yet it was enough to cause a reddish area in the shape of his fingers to remain for a few moments any time he adjusted his hands on them. <br><br>Phillipe pulled himself closer to her with his toned chest with him leaning over her shoulder to give her a deep kiss while he pistoned in and out of her. Just like the first day he had met her, she was tight and held his cock inside of her so very well. Lots of the things that he and they had trained in her made sex amazing no matter whether he was forceful or if he was like this where he was being gracious to her and she was reciprocating without him forcing her into submission.<br><br>Carefully he applied more pressure to their kiss as he moved his tongue between his lips to work to explore her mouth with his tongue. First his tongue ran along her top teeth. He traced along a good portion of the top row before moving to run his tongue along the top and side of hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>helvorn</strong> on <strong>12-01-2013, 10:38:40</strong>
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				(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's apartment playroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br><br><hr><br>There was a release for her as she offered herself wholeheartedly to her master.&nbsp; Ietje's body responded as it was trained to his pistoning thrusts yet she found her pleasure coming faster and more deeply than before.&nbsp; She moved her body back and forth with his in a steady counterpart to his thrusting as if to show him that she was his partner in this love making.&nbsp; She groaned at his touch and arched her back both to press his breasts into his hands as well as to deepen his thrusts in her body.<br><br>Phillipe pulled himself closer to her with his toned chest with him leaning over her shoulder to give her a deep kiss while he pistoned in and out of her. Just like the first day he had met her, she was tight and held his cock inside of her so very well. Lots of the things that he and they had trained in her made sex amazing no matter whether he was forceful or if he was like this where he was being gracious to her and she was reciprocating without him forcing her into submission.<br><br>Carefully he applied more pressure to their kiss as he moved his tongue between his lips to work to explore her mouth with his tongue. First his tongue ran along her top teeth. He traced along a good portion of the top row before moving to run his tongue along the top and side of hers.<br><br>She felt his strong body against hers and for the first time felt a true surge of arousal and desire spawned by his masculine presence.&nbsp; She returned his kiss, her eyes closing as she leaned into the intensity.&nbsp; Her tight body gripped him even more tightly as her passion rose and her body responded in kind by trapping her mate inside of her.&nbsp; A soft, wet sound filled the room as her body produced copious lubrication providing not only comfort and slickness but a squelching affirmation of their union.<br><br>Ietje moaned into Phillipe's mouth as his kiss intensified.&nbsp; If she was not already melted against him it was more so now as her passions found shape in his kiss and the intimate penetration of her sex.&nbsp; Her mouth submitted eagerly, willingly just as her sex had done so earlier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 21:31:57</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kApto83SZK4/TLNrnZH6WCI/AAAAAAAAK7o/Nybz6Z4xpFM/s1600/rhys_ifans.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Phillipe Creaux</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Apartment Playroom<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Ietje van Leeuwen<br><br><hr><br>His lips broke with hers as he continued to piston into her, working her wet tight pussy with his steel rod of a cock. Just like she had been trained to withstand sex for a long time, he had the strength to carry it on for as long as he wanted. And here he was with her, making love to her in his way. To give her more reasons to enjoy this union, his right hand came down from the hold of her soft mammary tracing along her hot moving body to her sex that he was pumping into. Extending his index and middle fingers, he moved them to just in front of her clit. It made it so that whenever she moved forward due to his thrusts that her clit would be rubbed by his two fingers.<br><br>"Ieetje, during this you....shall...be allowed...to cum...as much as...you want." He told her just in case she was holding herself back from orgasm. Many of his challenges to her always tested her control and he wanted her to know that right now that one restriction did not apply. He knew that he was going to need to hold onto his own orgasm. Not that he had not learned how to keep an erection after an ejaculation. It was more that he liked to keep the first one off for longer so that he could enjoy the final orgasm that came even further.<br><br>His thrusts started to slow down, though he maintained and even increased the force somewhat. "Darling, I want to see you and kiss you even deeper as we do this." His voice came out more even thanks to his slowing of his own stimulation. A transition to missionary would be much more intimate and in their case, a break with the norm since he had avoided for all but one of their encounters. Even in his head, he could not really agree with himself to go to full missionary, perhaps they would do another one that was closer. Or maybe she even had an idea that she wanted to do or try in bed with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Millennium Slave Law [Apartment of Phillipe Creaux]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>helvorn</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 21:08:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=142314.msg7527325#msg7527325">Quote from: helvorn on 12-01-2013, 10:38:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/IetjeVanLeeuwen_Avatar01.jpg)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">IETJE VAN LEEUWEN</span></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Monte Carlo in her master's apartment playroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Her master, Phillipe Creaux<br><strong>Collar Setting:</strong> 2<br><br><hr><br>Ietje let out a soft, tentative moan of pleasure as Phillipe worked her body.&nbsp; He was an expert in the use of his body and hers to bring pleasure and in their time together had learned every nuance of her body and what gave her pleasure.&nbsp; Even more so he'd trained and conditioned her such that she could no more breath in and out than not respond with arousal and need.&nbsp; Yet this time in the movements of his body against hers, in the touch of his hands over her, in the response of her body to his there was more than just dominance and control.&nbsp; No, this time there was a sense of emotion, of concern and true passion that sought to join them together in something greater rather than the passion of dominance.<br><br>Bit by bit as he rode her with his manhood and as his fingers came across her body to caress her Ietje let go of her own tight control.&nbsp; It was not as if her body relaxed, rather she stayed rigid and tense against him, meeting his thrusts with vigor as her hips tilted back to seek him out.&nbsp; Instead there was a depth and genuineness of her response that came from a true giving and the vulnerability that went with it.&nbsp; Just as he had trained and taught her, learning all there was to know about her body and mind, so to had Ietje learned the measure of her master.&nbsp; At some level deep in her mind she realized that this was different and without conscious thought gave herself to him as she had never done before.<br><br>She shivered at the touch of his fingers to her clit.&nbsp; He was rubbing them just as she wanted.&nbsp; At his words she arched her back and cried out and came in a deep, wrenching orgasm.&nbsp; She quivered and shook as if in a seizure as waves and waves of emotion filled her along with her pleasure.&nbsp; She sobbed with some release deep inside of her as her orgasm tapered off.&nbsp; She knelt underneath him as he took her, took her body and soul piece by piece.&nbsp; She quivered again as he rode her, another orgasm rippling through her body, clenching down on his cock in a tight, pleasant embrace just as she had been trained.&nbsp; Even in the throws of sex, in the confusion of her emotions her body did as it had been taught.<br><br>Finally her body settled into the rhythm that he was enforcing with his deep, strong thrusts.&nbsp; Her hips and butt rippled with the impact of his hips and her breasts swayed in time.&nbsp; She groaned and reached back to touch his hand where it rested on her clit.&nbsp; "Phillipe, I want that as well.&nbsp; Let me ride you on top so that you may touch and caress my body and I can watch you, kiss you and hug you as we both need my... darling."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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