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Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 11

Date: 11/12/2017, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Lesbian Sex, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Chapter One I woke up early this morning. I wanted to be prepared for our trip. I bathed and removed all of my body hair. Mistress Chloe has helped me with packing last night. I dressed as Master had instructed me to. I’m wearing a white waist cincher corset, with matching thigh high stocking and red high heels. My dress is a white form fitting, sleeve mini dress, off one shoulder. Of course, no panties or bra, and Master’s collar. I do some light makeup and my hair is in a tight bun, I feel very sexy and hope that Master is pleased. I go down and make a simple breakfast of toast, bacon and coffee. Master and Mistress come down and we eat quickly and say our goodbyes to Chloe. I will miss her and still wish that she was going with us. But I am excited to be able to spend time alone with Master. It will be my first time on a plane. Michael takes us to the airport and we head to the hanger. I realise we are taking Master’s private jet. It’s really sleek and sexy. The stewardess, Michelle, greets us. She is stunningly beautiful with long red hair. Dressed in a tight grey pencil skirt and white silk blouse. The skirt is quite short and I can see the tops of her white stockings and garter. Her heels stunningly accentuate her long legs. When we get on board, Master instructs me to remove my dress. At first I am a little embarrassed but I obediently follow his command. MIchelle takes my dress and e****ts us to the seating area. She gets our drink order and scurries off down the ... aisle. Master buckles me into my seat, making sure it is very tight. He tweaks my nipple and tells me to relax. I am nervous about flying. It takes my mind off the fact that I’m naked except for my corset, stockings and heels. As we taxi away from the hanger, Michelle returns with our drinks. She then buckles herself in the seat facing us as we turn onto the runway. I am starting to shake. Master notices this and takes my hand and squeezes it. Then moves it to his growing bulge. Michelle smiles knowingly. I give his stiff cock a good squeeze, as my mouth starts to water, and my sex pulses. I close my eyes as we zoom down the runway. As we gain speed, the plane bumps up and down. My breasts bounce with it. I focus on Master’s cock. My breathing slows, and I feel calmer. The plane is rising quickly. My eyes are closed tightly. I hear Master groaning. I lick my lips, wishing I could be on my knees with his big hard cock in my needy mouth. It is times like these that I know that I am his slave. No matter who is around or where we are, I feel the urge to service his needs. We start to level off but continue to gain altitude. I finally open my eyes to see Michelle with her skirt hiked up and is openly playing with herself. I see that she has no panties on and has three fingers in her slit, working them slowly in and out, while she eyes me playing with Master’s cock. There is an audible bell and the Captain comes over the PA and announced that we are free to move about the cabin. ...