18 Master Ch. 11: Plane

After being literally stripped and fucked by the TSA, I was sitting in my first-class airplane seat next to Master Chris, with Master Tom and Master Josh in the seats across the aisle. I'd never flown first class before. The flight attendant offered champagne all around. My Masters all took one, but Master Chris shook his head no at me, so I let it pass. Master Chris buckled me into seat himself, pulling the belt very tight, which made me squirm a bit. He smiled.

As soon as we reached cruising altitude, he said he had a surprise for me. He ordered me to look in my carry on and take out the present he had for me. I noticed a gift bag in the main compartment. I hadn't packed my own bags, so I had no idea what else was in there. I pulled out a blue blanket-like thing, and looked at him with confusion.

"It's a Snuggy!" he said with delight. "Go ahead, put it on!"

I'd seen them before in TV ads, but never thought I'd own one. And I certainly never thought I would be a slave being ordered by my master to put one on, on an airplane in first class. But as ordered, I slipped it over my head and put my arms through the sleeves. After I had arranged it so I was sitting on the soft fabric, Master Chris reached behind my neck and untied the halter top of my sundress. Ah. Then he reached under the snuggy and pulled my dress down, the elastic waistband sliding over my hips until my sundress lay at my feet, leaving me nude, in an airplane, in first class. He reached down and scooped my dress into his carryon. I saw my other Masters look over and grin at my new naked snuggy state.

The flight attendant came around and brought an appetizer. Master Chris helpfully put my tray down, but I realized later it was to hide what his hands were doing. There was a slit in the front of this snuggy that I suspected wasn't in the original design. His hand slid into the snuggy slit, then into my naked slit. He pinned the ankle closest to him with his leg while he fingered me, pushing the metal balls in my cunt around, almost clanking them up against the steel butt plug I still wore, until I was heavily aroused. I felt an orgasm building, so of course he backed off. He fed me a bite of appetizer, and then started fingering me again. He edged me like that all through dinner, only stopping when the flight attendant came by to change courses.

After we were done eating, he stood up and I thought I'd get a break, but it was only to change places so Master Tom could take his turn with me. Master Tom was more bold about groping my naked tits under the snuggy, tweaking my nipples in their rings. I begged him with my eyes not to remove them, because after so long I didn't think I could keep from shrieking as they came off. He was merciful. Mostly. He still edged my cunt and clit, getting me so close and then pulling back.

Eventually Master Tom traded places with Master Josh. Master Tom put the armrest up and put his head in my lap and pulled a blanket over his head. Before I realized it, he had poked his face through the slit and was licking my pussy. He must not have been very comfortable because he came up for air pretty quickly, and usually he could go an hour just eating me out. (Maybe a slave shouldn't play favorites, but he was on top of my list.) He went back to fingering me, but he finally let me cum, as long as I did it quietly. In fact, he covered my mouth with one hand while I spasmed under his other hand.

I thought after that they might let me sleep, but no. Master Chris leaned over and told me to go in the bathroom, take off the snuggy, and wait there with the door unlocked. I did, though I felt ridiculously naked as I walked down the aisle in only my snuggy. After a few minutes, he opened the door and crowded into the tiny lavatory.

I guess it's the Mile High Club whether you're fucked in the ass or cunt or mouth. Master Chris fucked my cunt with the steel balls and butt plug still in place, and damn it was crowded in there. Master Tom yanked the butt plug out and then filled me with his cock, coming deep in my ass. The balls came out while he fucked me, but when he was done he put them both back in. Master Tom threatened to make me stay there, naked, for the rest of the flight while he sent back other passengers to fuck me. I wasn't sure if he was kidding or not, but I was relieved when he was done with me. Master Josh made me stand on the commode while he licked my cunt, then he stood on it while he came in my mouth. I was terrified at first that the flight attendant would say interrupt, but Master Josh noticed me watching the door and told me that Master Chris slipped both first-class flight attendants $100 to leave us alone.

I was less relieved when he took the nipple rings off. I'd worn them for 4-5 hours total during several work days, but including the ride to the airiport, the fucking by the TSA, and the flight, I was going on 8 hours. I had to stuff my hand in my mouth while I waited for the pain to go away. Finally, I was allowed to pee and wipe the cum off me, and Master Tom gave me back my dress so I could take off the damn snuggy.

By the time I got back to my seat they were preparing for arrival. I knew from the flight announcements we were going to Houston, but I had no idea what awaited me there. The most bizarre vacation of my life was just getting started.