After the gentleman had left, Tess starred blankly at the closed door for a minute, still sitting with her skirt wrapped around her waist. She felt the brisk, circular air in the condensed space on her bare skin which gave her goosebumps on her exposed skin and kept her nipples hard.
‘So here we are again, being a total slut. Now on an airplane, with the public behind the thin walls.’ Her self chatising was gnawing at her again. Deep down, she wanted to be free of this double life. She was weary of the constant seesaw battle going on inside of her.
‘I either need to completely let go and become a total slave, or I need to stop this all together. It’s killing me within,’ thought the young girl.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a discreet knock on the door, and it opened to reveal the smiling face of the young, pretty flight attendant who was assisting Tess in this debaucherous scene.
Without a word, she produced a wet wipe and began cleaning the sTrings of cum on Tess’s chin and cheeses. Tess stayed seated and acquired to the attentions of the other woman, who took care to preserve her makeup.
She straightened Tess’s hair, and teased it so the gentle curls were ready for presentation once again. Tess looked at her counterpart closely, and noticed a very gentle pink shouter on her neck.
‘Oh my god, she’s a young slut just like me. I wonder if she serves the same Master.’
Tess whispered her thanks to the young woman, and began to stand up but was met with a firm push on her shoulders.
The attendant smiled at Tess and shook her head. She firmly pulled Tess off the seat and pushed her to her knees on the bathroom floor, and pivoted her subject so she faced the door. In her back pocket, she produced a silk thick hair tie. She slowly brought it up to Tess’s eyes. Tess looked up, with an expression that was first of surprise, which then turned into resignation, before the attendant gently wrapped it around thekneeing woman’s eyes.
‘Oh god, this is happening again,’ thought Tess as her pulse quickly. She began to feel the fight or flight impulse, just like in her recent forced gangbang in the parkade. Her ordeal at the hands of the rough crew of men also began with her blindfolded.
She was kneeing, practically naked, in a public airplane bathroom. An invisible line of men are going to walk through that door and use her.
The fear, dread and shade was nearly overwhelming. Alarm bells were ringing in her mind in her exposure to personal risk and danger. But her body, without fail, betrayed her as the thrill of danger was like kerosene to the flames of her insatiable lust.
The young anchorwoman felt her pussy getting wet.
Tess then felt warm, gentle fingers wrap around her neck. They squeezed gently at first, but then the grip tightened. Tess was reminded of the blissful yet tormented pleasures of being choked during her regular gangfuckings as her airway was forced closed, and she instinctively reached down to play with herself with one hand while she fondled her left breast.
Tess felt a leather collar wrap around her neck, accompanied by the jingling of a metal leash. Above her, the attendant attached the handle of her leash to a grab handle on the wall. She stepped back to admire her handiwork. The collar was a special commission by the Master for this debaucherous episode.
‘Mile High Whore’ was emblazoned in a cheerful semi-cursive font across the collar.
“Be a good little slut now,” the attendant whispered in Tess’s ear.
“Yes…I will,” Tess replied.
Tess heard the door open as the heels of the attendant stepped out of the tight space, but she did not hear the door immediately close. She could hear the ambient sounds of the cabin; such as the Steady hum of the airplane’s climate control system.
Tess waited for what felt like an eternity, and imagined what it must be like to see herself. Topless with her tits jutting out, kneeing with her bare legs spread underneath her, blindfolded and collared with the lean dangling from the wall. She dutifully put one arm behind her back, and placed her other hand on the suspended lean next to her head.
It wasn’t an act of resistance against her symbolic restraint, but rather an acknowledgement of being an enveloped animal.
She felt the air current from the plane’s cabin tease the wavy locks of her hair on either side of her face, and feel pairs of eyes on the porcelain-like skin of her body. She knew the door was being held open for the theatrical effect, to show the world how much of a slut she is. A professional young woman who wouldn’t hesitate to who herself out for her Master at the drop of a hat. A shameless fucktoy.
She hear a second pair of heavier footsteps approach her, blocking out some of the ambient sounds as she felt the proximity of the stranger. The door finally clicked close behind the person.
She heard a chuckle, as she felt the strangers’ fingers lift her chin, as if to inspect the offering.
“The Mile High Whore. Has a nice ring to it,” he said.
Tess nodded slowly.
“Yes…daddy. Please…use me. It’s all I’m good for,” she lamented.
“I’m going to give you one job, and one job only. I’m going to fuck your throat raw,” he said menacingly.
And for the second time on that flight, she heard the familiar sounds of a belt buckle being loosened and the warmth of a man’s crotch near her face. A semi-erect cock made contact with her skin, its shake lightly smacking her flushed cheek. She felt a large hand grip her scalp with authority, as he manhandled the young woman’s head to rub her face all over his ballsack. She breathed in his scent as she began wetly licking his substantial scrotum.
He had a long cock, but wasn’t particularly thick, she thought with some relief. She took her hands from behind her back to start stroking his balls, and to pump his cock head with her delicate long fingers.
But the stranger gruffly took her hands and pinned them above her head. Getting the hint, Tess simply tilted her head back and opened the full lips of her wide mouth, inviting him to use it as his personal orifice.
He gripped her cheeks with his strong hand, spreading her jaw even wider.
“Get ready, little girl,” he whispered, and then spat directly into her open mouth. Moments later, Tess then felt his cockhead push past her full lips, and she began to swirl her tongue around the base of his cockhead dutifully. He luxurious in that position for a moment, allowing her to work on all the erogenous zones of a man’s anatomy which she has come to know so well.
But before long, he began inching his long cock past her gullet and into her throat. The front of her neck swelled, and she adjusted her torso by lowering herself deeper on her knees in order to position her neck in more of a straight line from her mouth.
And that’s when he began fucking her throat in earnest.
“Ungh, ungh, ungh,” Tess grunted under his onslaught. She felt his legs pushing her towards the back wall with the force of his fucking motion, pinning her down with nothing but his cock jamming itself down her throat.
He slowed enough to gradually slide his cock ever deeper into the young woman, so the last remaining half inch of his shake could Disappear between her lips. He was aiming to have his nutsack rest on her chin, as a form of sick price. She was anticipating this, and tried to relax her throat as much as possible.
She heard him sight as the hairs on his nutsack ticckled her square chin, the soft skin resting gently against hers. He held her in this position, before slowly inching back out. He repeated the slow descent through her stretched lips, luxury the feel of his scrotum on the beautiful woman’s face.
He held his cock deep in her throat, completely blocking her airway, until she began topush against his thighs.
But he simply grabbed her arms and pinned them above Tess’s head again while he kept the pressure on her body against the back wall.
Tess, despite the blindfold, know her world was about to go dark as she began to gag on the thick cock on her throat. But her throat muscles struggled feebly against the meaty intrusion. Her lashes flickered under the silk scarf.
‘Would I die a happy woman, if this were the end? I’m not sure, but this is the life I choose,’ she thought.
He pulled out completely to her immense relief as she cought to regain control of her airway. Dark, damp spots were visible on the silk scarf covering her face.
He smoked her face several times, as he clutched her firmly by her scalp.
“Your throat is mine, ya worthless little asian cunt. The only time you should open your mouth is to deepthroat a nice, thick cock. That’s all you’re good for, slut.”
She was dizzy from the oral torture, but she responded inher submissive tone which has become hard coded into her by now.
“Yes, daddy. I’m a worthless asian cunt. I should only open my mouth to deepthroat big cocks. It’s all I’m good for. Please, fuck my throat some more. I want you to shoot your cum deep inside of me.”
From outside the bathroom, if a passenger happened to be walking by, they could hear a faint sound of a gag reflex being repeated. As if someone was trying to vomit, which wouldn’t be out of place on an airplane.
But inside the tight space, Tess was barely clinging on to consciousness.
“Ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh.” The sound came from within her small frame as his cockhead slide back and forth along her gullet.
Tess absentmindedly played with her clip, while lightly fondling her perky tits. It was the only form of control she had in the situation – what little pleasure she could derive from having her face and airway brutalized by his unrelenting thrusts.
The brute of a man was close to shootingHis thick load down the small girls’ throat, and he chose to do so while planted balls deep on her face. She felt his long shake flex against one side of her airway, as it pulsed. She never got to taste his seed; only felt the warm glow of his cum within her chest.
“I don’t want a drop of it in your mouth,” he grunted.
So Tess held his cock for as long as she could, until he finally pulled out.
He bent down to smack her perky tits, and roughly smacked his entire palm on her delicate pussy mound. She spread her legs further under her to give him more access to her womanhood, while she panted from the exertion of having her throat brutalized during the ordeal.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, and waited.
She did not say a word, out of deference to his statement earlier about how she is only given permission to open her mouth if only to suck cock. Slowly, she opened her mouth wide in anticipation.
Tess felt his thick fingers jam themselves between herlips. She reached up to grab his forearms, but stopped herself from resisting his onslaught. He attempted to reach deeper into her mouth, his fingertips attempting to go past her tongue.
Tess began to gag almost violently, and emitted a louder noise from her throat than before. He finally pulled half his palm out of her mouth. She chased and cought to regain her composition.
‘I feel like a creativity for him to torture. He’s definitely a masochist,’ she thought with trepidation.
“It’s been fun, fucking the shit out of your throat. What a nice little asian cunt you are. I like them young and obedient. You be a good girl now, and I’ll see you next time,” he whispered into her ear.
‘I hope there won’t be a next time,’ thought Tess. But deep down, she knew a cruel man like her would find his way back to torturing her and her holes.
He admired her beautiful features one more time, and gave both her tits a nice quick smack, then briskly left the bathroom.
Tess stayed in her current state, her throat felt raw from the ordeal. But she steeled herself, for she knew that it wouldn’t be long before the next taker of her flesh entered the small room. She straightened her back, and adjusted her hair despite the blindfold.
The young woman arched her back into her ‘serving’ posture, with one arm behind her back and the other resting on her leaning hanging from the wall. Although Her tears still wet against her blindfold, she slowly opened her mouth nice and wide. She faced the door, and waited for it to swing open once again.
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