The flight
I pressed my legs together. I felt hot and nervous. The texture of my seat on my most private parts let me think of all the people that might have sat here before, all the germs I was now exposed to, no safety layer of cloth between the much used surface of this cheap airline's narrow passenger accommodation that was called a seat. For me it also could have been an electric chair, it gave me no comfort. He had given me strict rules. No panties, short skirt, no bra. On a five hour flight. To where he would wait for me. I did all he requested so far. I wanted to be a good girl. But now my nervousness took over, I doubted my own decision. I wished myself back home into my little apartment, back to safety.
The other people on the plane went about their own business; reading, talking, or just staring holes into the air. I felt relieved when I reached my seat. Though the skirt slid up over my ass the moment I sat down, I felt much less exposed to public eyes than before. But now I had to get up again, or wet the seat.When nature's call became unbearable, I got up slowly, blushed, while I tried to pull down my skirt again as much as possible without causing much attention. Too afraid to check the faces beside and behind me, I stumbled forward in my new black high heels. It seemed like the longest walk of my life. I felt my huge boobs swinging with every step under the thin blouse he had chosen me to wear.
There were probably eyes burning into my behind too, it was just barely covered by the black leather mini skirt. When I finally got to release my water it was almost orgasm like satisfying. I sat for a while, enjoyed the privacy, and looked at myself in the little mirror.I looked like the slut I had become for him. I looked like the cheapest hooker of the worst street corner in town in my high heels, mini, thin blouse, and dark makeup. I tried to cover myself with my arms, when I finally opened the door reluctantly to a continuous angry *******.
When the walk to the restroom had already been embarrassing, the way back towards all those scanning faces did make me wish the ground would open beneath me and swallow me up. With quick steps I hurried back to my seat. Trying to avoid looking at the people around me, and just focused on getting back as fast as possible, I overlooked a stretched out foot right in my way.I squeaked a high embarrassing note of surprise, and in the same second that the floor came rushing towards me, one of my heels flew off my foot, and my ass felt a lot more of the cool plane air than it was supposed to.
On all fours, trying to think of a way to make this less embarrassing, I heard the loud mumble of voices all around me. Very conscious of my uncovered genitals, my heart started to race. Face flushed, legs shaking, I finally singled out a not unkind male voice.‘May I offer my assistance?’ I turned my head to look back over my shoulder. Anything was better than kneeling doggy with hardly any clothes on between the seats of the plane, having all eyes on me. My hero turned out to be the owner of the foot that had caused the whole incident in the first place, but when I looked into his handsome grinning face, I felt too insecure to be angry. Very thoughtful he was holding the paper he had been reading loosely down behind my ass, almost unintentionally. I got up on my knees, looked up again and flushed even deeper as I thought of what he must have seen, and with him everybody in the front half of the plane that had cared to look.
His hand felt strong and smooth, big enough to give me a good handhold as I pulled myself up to my feet. Still not letting go, I slipped my foot into my lost shoe. It was an awkward feeling when I realized that he was waiting for me to talk to him, and my voice was shaking when I finally brought out a few words of apology and thankfulness. ‘You’re welcome. It was my pleasure and i got rewarded with the sight of two pairs of most beautiful lips.’ I didn't know I could feel even more embarrassed than I already was, but I started to sweat slightly. My nipples, as if jealous at his comment, poked through the thin fabric of my blouse to catch his attention. His grin widened at the sight of them, and his eyes seemed to say, if this weren’t a public plane he would have already gotten them out to suck and pinch them.
I stumbled the rest of the way to where I had left my bag covering the little wet spot on my seat. Turning, I glanced up along the rows to where he had been standing, but all I could make out was his hand on the armrest, stroking it slightly.I closed my eyes. Just one more hour, I thought. And in two hours I would be safe in a hotel room, away from all those people. Well, more or less safe. The specific orders my Master had given me for the flight hinted on much more exciting moments to come. My pussy felt wet and hot, and my mind kept returning to the moment on all fours with a handsome smiling passenger behind me.Those stares. I was afraid to open my eyes to find them still looking at me. I rather pretended to nap a bit, and left it to my imagination to visualize myself being tied to a huge hotel bed. He had promised to make my fantasies come true, and I was curious enough to find out which ones he had in mind. When the plane had landed and the people got up and started to hum and busy themselves like bees in a beehive, I could hardly pretend convincingly anymore to be asleep. I opened my eyes and saw bags and bodies squeezing towards the exits, and as my eyes flashed to the seat my ‘hero’ had been sitting in, they found it already empty.
My blouse ripped. Buttons were flying. I could count the times I took a breath since I had entered the hotel room on my ten fingers, but his cock was already in my throat. He had hardly waited for me to close the door before he pushed me down to kneel in front of him. The little skirt rode up over my hips and it took him not more than a second to expose my big boobs to his inspecting eyes too. ‘Open your mouth slut’ was all that was said between us, and then he was fucking me deep into my throat, his hands in my hair holding my head close.
His thick cock forced my mouth wide open and I felt my jaw aching almost immediately. I moaned, choked and gagged, but he didn't stop until he released a big load of cum into my throat. Still trying to swallow and catch breath in between, I saw him pulling something out of his suit pocket. He stepped quickly behind me and grabbed my hair roughly before he forced the ballgag between my teeth and tightened it behind my head.
‘You will be my fucktoy, slut. And fucktoys don’t need to talk, do they?’ He laughed. ‘You will get very well used this weekend. Now bend over the back of that chair, slut.’
The other people on the plane went about their own business; reading, talking, or just staring holes into the air. I felt relieved when I reached my seat. Though the skirt slid up over my ass the moment I sat down, I felt much less exposed to public eyes than before. But now I had to get up again, or wet the seat.When nature's call became unbearable, I got up slowly, blushed, while I tried to pull down my skirt again as much as possible without causing much attention. Too afraid to check the faces beside and behind me, I stumbled forward in my new black high heels. It seemed like the longest walk of my life. I felt my huge boobs swinging with every step under the thin blouse he had chosen me to wear.
There were probably eyes burning into my behind too, it was just barely covered by the black leather mini skirt. When I finally got to release my water it was almost orgasm like satisfying. I sat for a while, enjoyed the privacy, and looked at myself in the little mirror.I looked like the slut I had become for him. I looked like the cheapest hooker of the worst street corner in town in my high heels, mini, thin blouse, and dark makeup. I tried to cover myself with my arms, when I finally opened the door reluctantly to a continuous angry *******.
When the walk to the restroom had already been embarrassing, the way back towards all those scanning faces did make me wish the ground would open beneath me and swallow me up. With quick steps I hurried back to my seat. Trying to avoid looking at the people around me, and just focused on getting back as fast as possible, I overlooked a stretched out foot right in my way.I squeaked a high embarrassing note of surprise, and in the same second that the floor came rushing towards me, one of my heels flew off my foot, and my ass felt a lot more of the cool plane air than it was supposed to.
On all fours, trying to think of a way to make this less embarrassing, I heard the loud mumble of voices all around me. Very conscious of my uncovered genitals, my heart started to race. Face flushed, legs shaking, I finally singled out a not unkind male voice.‘May I offer my assistance?’ I turned my head to look back over my shoulder. Anything was better than kneeling doggy with hardly any clothes on between the seats of the plane, having all eyes on me. My hero turned out to be the owner of the foot that had caused the whole incident in the first place, but when I looked into his handsome grinning face, I felt too insecure to be angry. Very thoughtful he was holding the paper he had been reading loosely down behind my ass, almost unintentionally. I got up on my knees, looked up again and flushed even deeper as I thought of what he must have seen, and with him everybody in the front half of the plane that had cared to look.
His hand felt strong and smooth, big enough to give me a good handhold as I pulled myself up to my feet. Still not letting go, I slipped my foot into my lost shoe. It was an awkward feeling when I realized that he was waiting for me to talk to him, and my voice was shaking when I finally brought out a few words of apology and thankfulness. ‘You’re welcome. It was my pleasure and i got rewarded with the sight of two pairs of most beautiful lips.’ I didn't know I could feel even more embarrassed than I already was, but I started to sweat slightly. My nipples, as if jealous at his comment, poked through the thin fabric of my blouse to catch his attention. His grin widened at the sight of them, and his eyes seemed to say, if this weren’t a public plane he would have already gotten them out to suck and pinch them.
I stumbled the rest of the way to where I had left my bag covering the little wet spot on my seat. Turning, I glanced up along the rows to where he had been standing, but all I could make out was his hand on the armrest, stroking it slightly.I closed my eyes. Just one more hour, I thought. And in two hours I would be safe in a hotel room, away from all those people. Well, more or less safe. The specific orders my Master had given me for the flight hinted on much more exciting moments to come. My pussy felt wet and hot, and my mind kept returning to the moment on all fours with a handsome smiling passenger behind me.Those stares. I was afraid to open my eyes to find them still looking at me. I rather pretended to nap a bit, and left it to my imagination to visualize myself being tied to a huge hotel bed. He had promised to make my fantasies come true, and I was curious enough to find out which ones he had in mind. When the plane had landed and the people got up and started to hum and busy themselves like bees in a beehive, I could hardly pretend convincingly anymore to be asleep. I opened my eyes and saw bags and bodies squeezing towards the exits, and as my eyes flashed to the seat my ‘hero’ had been sitting in, they found it already empty.
My blouse ripped. Buttons were flying. I could count the times I took a breath since I had entered the hotel room on my ten fingers, but his cock was already in my throat. He had hardly waited for me to close the door before he pushed me down to kneel in front of him. The little skirt rode up over my hips and it took him not more than a second to expose my big boobs to his inspecting eyes too. ‘Open your mouth slut’ was all that was said between us, and then he was fucking me deep into my throat, his hands in my hair holding my head close.
His thick cock forced my mouth wide open and I felt my jaw aching almost immediately. I moaned, choked and gagged, but he didn't stop until he released a big load of cum into my throat. Still trying to swallow and catch breath in between, I saw him pulling something out of his suit pocket. He stepped quickly behind me and grabbed my hair roughly before he forced the ballgag between my teeth and tightened it behind my head.
‘You will be my fucktoy, slut. And fucktoys don’t need to talk, do they?’ He laughed. ‘You will get very well used this weekend. Now bend over the back of that chair, slut.’
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