1. Flying Fun


    Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: missingjanedoe, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    understand? Hm?" She spoke strictly, and I nodded in a subdued manner but inside I was screaming, wailing at the lost orgasm. The only thing that comforted me, that made me feel like I had gotten one over Lucy, was the thought that all I had to do was get on my plane and I would be away from her rules. I could rub out orgasm after orgasm if I so wanted in the aeroplane toilet and she wouldn't be there to punish me. This thought comforted the screaming part of me and I calmed down a little, just to see the calculating flash in Lucy's eyes. "Of course, we would have to make sure you followed the rules..." She said with a little grin that sent chills down my spine. She swiftly strode to the door, punched in a number and left, the lock clicking into place behind her. I slumped against the desk as I waited for her, scared and apprehensive about whatever new element she was going to add into this perverted game we were playing. My arms ached being restrained for so long and my entire body was tired after the arousal that had flooded my body, even if I didn't orgasm. I must have waited about ten minutes before she returned, my juices running down my thighs and my clit throbbing away. I was so, so tempted to orgasm while she was gone, but something just told me that she would be able to tell and I knew that she would punish me severely when she got back. The clicking of the door alerted me to her arrival and I stood up straight. I had replaced my skirt (as best I could with my hand ...
    in cuffs) in an attempt to regain some control over myself, but my nipples were still very visible through the see-through patches in my shirt and the musk of my arousal was incredibly strong. Lucy entered holding a small bag, obscuring its contents but still making me shiver with excitement. She placed it on the table next to my hand luggage before turning to me with a wicked grin. “So, here I was thinking- How do I know you are going to follow the rules? And if you don’t follow the rules, you don’t get punished. That isn’t fair for me is it? So I got some things just to help you follow the rules,” she said conversationally as she rummaged in the bag for something. “Oh, by the way, you are on the A3NDJ35 flight to San Diego, right” She added innocently. I murmured the affirmative, following her movements with my eyes. She withdrew from the bag a little plastic oval thing, like a really small dildo. It was about the length on my thumb but thicker and it was quickly swallowed up by my hungry pussy as she pushed it into me. Next, she grabbed the metal butt plug that had gotten me into so much trouble in the first place and ran it through my sopping pussy lips until it was coated before, holding my skirt up, she rammed it into place with so much force that I almost came. The butt plug was deep, cold and, the rim especially, wide. It filled me uncomfortably, rubbing of the thin wall separating the small dildo and my butt. As I shifted around, the two rubbed against each other and ...
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