1. The Sidewinder Caper


    Date: 7/31/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: BethanyFrasier, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    the plane's tapered empennage whirred down to silence, six girls wobbled down the foot-lit steps in their heels. Two limo-drivers were holding doors open, waiting on the warm evening tarmac to transport them to one of the royal family's palatial compounds for their indefinite stay. As the other girls exited the plane, Indri wheeled around in her four-inch spikes, and returned Orlando's kiss before leaving the cockpit door. He gave her a small Burberry case, handing it over almost reverentially, and asked her if she had memorized the detailed time-table for the plan. "Of course!" she smiled, and as the door to the flight-deck opened onto the now-empty cabin, she talked freely to the young, handsome pilot, "...but why did you pick me?" "It's really quite simple," he began, and as they walked together out the hatch and down the stairs, a closed-circuit camera zoomed in on them from the corner of the hanger. "Who's the cunt talking to the 'Sidewinder'?" asked Duran, watching the closed-circuit monitor at the other end of the remote feed. "That's His Majesty's new toy. Some underpants-model from New York," replied Selvaski, Duran's fellow Academi employee. They both worked for the private security contractor engaged to protect the royal family and the palace compound. From the control center on the estate grounds, they could monitor the mansion, the airport, and all the other facilities controlled by the royal family. "How'd he get that handle anyway?" Duran asked in passing. "In ...
    Iraq. The approach to Baghdad airport required a corkscrew descent over protected airspace to avoid missile fire from insurgents around the perimeter. He took the maneuver to the extreme, usually banking heavy jets over sixty degrees on his spirals - scared the shit out of most of the visiting brass and Washington dignitaries, but he never took a hit, and picked up the nickname in the process. The guy's a real alpha. Takes everything to extremes no one else can pull off. The guy's a natural!" " Tell me we get to strip-search those babes in the limo when they get here!" Duran drooled. "They're way outta your league, sonny!" Selvaski snorted. The Bentleys passed through security at the main gate of the compound, and pulled up to the front entrance of the mansion. The girls were escorted to their private suites on the second floor. Indri was new to the routine, but some of the models had made the trip before, and on the ride from the airport, they had told her what to expect. The girls were there as playthings for the Prince and his guests - expensive playthings! These were some of the most beautiful women in the world, and as models, were well-known in the industry, earning fortunes posing for layouts, magazine covers, and doing runway work for many of the largest fashion houses. Money was no object for the magnates of the Middle Eastern oil cartels, however. They could afford to compensate them beyond the dreams of mere call-girls. These were courtesans of royalty - both blood ...
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