What Do You Really Want?

Once again I felt ashamed at what I had done. The seat beneath me was soaking wet and my legs belted and thighs displayed made me want to curl up in a big hole and hide from everyone. But of course that isn't going to happen, not with you around. As we taxi to the gate, you continue to read through the documents in your lap, not looking up at all. Soon we stop and people start gathering their belongings and debarking the plane. I wait to see when you would move. The people walking by tend to smirk, or even laugh as they look at me. I figure you realized this would happen and that is why you are waiting. I relax back into the seat, understanding we will be last to leave. A few minutes later the last person debarks and the pilots come back through the bulkhead. Taking their things with them, one says, "Hey Ashley, we're off. You ok to finish up here?" The attendant answers, "Yeah, sure. See you guys in the morning." and they leave. She then reaches over and closes the door.

She walks back to our seat and puts her hand out to me, "Come", she demands. I look over to you, and you continue to not meet my eye. I take her hand and stand, and as she leads me away I look back at you, still examining your papers and think I see the slightest smirk on your face, but then she pulls me hard, and I have to struggle not to fall in my heels. She takes me to the front of the plane where the jump seats are for the attendants. "Strip" she says. I look back to you, but can no longer see you over the seats. Slowly I begin to remove my clothing. Her eyes feast upon each part of my body as it is revealed. I have never been looked at like this by a woman. So raw and hungry. "Sit" she commands, and I obey, not knowing what else to do. She takes a cord and begins wrapping it around me, pinning me to the seat, my arms tight to my sides. The cord is elasticized and digs in. It is wrapped several times above and below my breasts, squeezing them tightly. Then she wraps one more time right over the nipples and cinches it so tightly I squeal. Tying that off, she goes back inside the kitchen area and returns with the vibrator, still slick from her juices. She puts it up to my lips and says "Open". I shake my head no. She reaches down and pulls the cord over my nipples out as far as she can and lets go. I scream, and she stuffs the vibe in my mouth. I try to use my tongue to push it out, but she forces it back into my throat until I begin to choke. She laughs as I gag, then finally removes the foul object. I spit on her shoes and this seems to enrage her. She lifts her foot to my mouth, "Clean it, now". I start to object, and she reaches down and takes my abused clit between her nails putting just a bit of pressure. Frightened, I lick my own spittle from her shoe.

She rests her foot on my shoulder and says "Ready for more?" I look confused. She steps up onto the seat next to me, removes her uniform and slides her leg all the way over the back of the seat, shoving her pussy in my face. I have never tasted another woman, never been this close to any pussy. The scent is strong and heady, not like the sweet saltiness of a man. I am unsure if I can handle this. I tentatively stick my tongue out and touch her. I hear her moan and she pushes harder against me. I respond, not wanting to, and start to lick her smooth slit. Tasting and feeling the heat. I can feel my own juices starting to flow. I can imagine how I must look, and I wish you were looking at me. What I don't know is you have moved near us and are watching closely. Seeing my wetness, you decide to let this continue. Thinking of how you make me crazy, I search for her swollen bud and begin to rub it with my tongue. When she moans again I take it in between my lips and suck. Her hands reach down and push my head harder into her. Using my tongue and mouth as if with a very small cock, I bring her to the edge and just as I feel she is really ready, I bite gently and send her flying. I feel the increased wetness on my face and pull back a bit. She stops shaking and looks down at me. Grabbing my hair she says "Clean me, Bitch."

Before I can even begin she is jerked away from me by her own hair in your one hand. Your other hand is pulled back as if to hit her, but you stop, rage in your eyes. "No one talks to my Princess that way. No One." You drop her to the floor like discarded trash. She crumples, crying. You look at me and I am touched by the concern in your eyes. "Are you ok?" I nod and smile, so happy to see how much you care. You look down at the pitiful creature between us and I see that evil smile I've grown to love. Knowing it will mean great pleasure for at least one of us. You reach down and take her by the hair lifting her head to you. "Ashley my dear, I fear you need to be punished." "No, please," she cries. "Well, I suppose I could reconsider, if you do exactly as I ask." "Yes, anything," she begs, and this makes me giggle. You still me with a look that says, be good now. "Ashley, I will give you one chance to make amends. You will help me fulfill my little subs dreams. You will take that vibe and clean it thoroughly in the kitchen. You will then wet it with your mouth and place it in my subs pussy and while you fuck her with it, you will give her clit the gentle attention it needs. While you do that I will take her in her mouth. Now, you need to understand that she is very good with her mouth and I find it oh so hard to resist just fucking her hard and cumming very quickly. Your task in order to remove punishment will be to make her cum at least three times before I do. If you do not, I will untie her and put you in her place and let her determine your fate. And you should know she prefers to administer punishment with a whip and a heavy hand. Now go get ready."

She takes the vibe and goes into the galley. You continue to look me in the eyes, seeing that same glint starring back at you. This is one of those times it feels almost eerie how much we think alike. She returns and you point her to her place. Stepping over her, you straddle me and open your zipper. Your cock springs out to touch my lips. I start slowly, just kissing at first. I feel the vibe enter me and I have to fight not to react. I concentrate on your cock before me and lightly dart my tongue out at you. Just barely flicking it all over you. I love the way it jumps against my tongue. Now Ashley has begun to lick and suck on my clit. The vibe moving in and out. It makes me want you in my mouth NOW. I open wide and try to suck you in, but you resist. That just turns me on even more. I rub my tongue hard against you, while sucking on the head of your cock. I know I am getting close to cumming, but I don't want to give in too soon. I hear you moan and that takes away all of my control. I have to concentrate to not bite down as I cum, sucking harder instead.

Ashley lifts her head for a moment but continues to abuse my swollen pussy. My reaction seems to please you and finally you let me take all of you in my mouth. I move my head as much as I can in my still bound state. Bobbing up and down, enjoying the contrast of soft skin and rock hard erection. Ashley begins to work my clit again. I moan, and it causes you to do the same. You reach down and run your hands through my hair. Oh god I love the touch of your hands, caressing my neck, cheek, hair. I can barely focus on anything else, so I am surprised when the pressure starts building again, and I quickly cum, one more time. My slight shudder seems to affect you as much as me. You begin to fuck my mouth. Steady, but not too hard. Your hands are relaxing then pushing me hard against your groin. You get into a rhythm that has me almost mesmerized. Ashley tries to match your pace with the vibe. I am so wet, I can barely feel it in me, except for when it hits my cervix on each thrust, at the same time I feel your cock hit my throat. The combination is incredible. I feel you start to grow in my mouth and just before the first burst of cum hits my throat, I start to spasm. Writhing wildly, I still continue to suck on you, greedily wanting all of your seed. Ashley has fallen away and the vibe with her. I don't even notice. I still watch you, loving the look you get. Finally you begin to soften. You step away from me and put yourself back together. You take a knife from the galley and cut the cord. It springs away from me and you pull me up into your arms. No words need to be said. As you hold me I look down at the poor soul on the ground beside us and feel nothing but pity for her. You let me go and pick up my dress, putting it on me and buttoning the buttons, all the way to a normal level.

Putting your arm around my waist, you look at Ashley as say "What do you think Princess? Not sure you came that last time before me. Do you want your payment?" I reach up and turn your head toward me and kiss you, then whisper in your ear, “I already have everything I want. I have you."

You smile and kiss me back. You grab my bag and move toward the door opening it around me and guiding me through it first. As we walk away through the tunnel to the terminal, we pass the cleaning crew on their way to the plane, 4 young mexican men. I look up at you and know you are also thinking of poor Ashley, waiting on the floor mostly naked, with my juices all over her face. I think her punishment may just be beginning, and hug you tightly as we continue to walk, secure in my place beside you, always.