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DRUG SLAVES
By Don CA
FLIGHT TO NEW YORK
Mike stepped out of the car almost before Ted had brought it to
a full stop, holding the door while Linda stepped out, a little off
balanced from her high heels. Beside the jets open hatch he saw
Colleen standing next to the copilot, waiting for them.
"Get the baggage and wait for me in the plane with Linda," Mike
instructed her as Ted popped the trunk latch from inside the cab.
"Yes Mr. Brannigon," Linda answered him, remembering to use his
proper name when out in public.
"I should be back by Sunday night late, or Monday, hopefully,"
Mike was telling him.
"Just give me a call when you know for sure, Mike, and I'll have
the jet waiting for you," Ted returned.
"Right. As long as Terri hasn't messed up to much, I'll just
stay long enough to make sure Colleen has it all under control and
then split back here with Terri," Mike told him.
"See ya later Ted," Mike said as he walked to the open hatch.
"Have a good flight," Ted yelled as he drove the Caddie away
from the plane.
"Glad to have you with us, Mr. Brannigon," the copilot greeted
him as he walked up, having just finished stowing their luggage.
"We're all ready to go, sir. About a 5 hour flight today," he
told Mike.
"Ok, don't disturb us until we arrive", Mike told him.
"Of course sir," the copilot replied as he latched the cabin
door shut. This was normal for this guy, he didn't ever want to be
disturbed. He and the pilot always stayed in the cockpit during the
flight. He thought it was silly, but he also knew Brannigon was
some big stockholder in Matabin, with a lot of pull. Sometimes it
seemed the jet was owned by him, and not the drug company, the way
they scheduled it around Mike and not the executives. He quickly
walked past his passengers into the cockpit, closing the door
behind him.
Mike looked around the compartment, taking in the familiar view.
There were six gray leather chairs on one side of the jet, with six
on the other side, each facing each other in a club seating
arrangement. In the center aisle were several small holes in the
floor where a small conference table could be set up. The chairs
swiveled on their base, so they could face forward during takeoffs
and landings. Between the first row of seats and the cockpit door
was a small bar area, with bottled drinks in a refrigerator. Behind
the last row was a small fold out desk and a stored typewriter. At
the very back was a lavatory.
Mike studied Colleen while the jet taxied out to the runway. She
was sitting directly across from him, her chair facing his. He was
glad to see she had remembered his orders to always wear sexy
clothes around him. Her green eyes looked at him as he studied her,
a wry smile spreading across her delicate face.
She had a tight, shiny, long sleeved silver body suit on. It
appeared to be made from either silk or a silk like fabric,
encasing her ample 36" bust tightly. A nipple's outline protruded
from the soft material, her other one hidden by her long auburn
hair as it lay across her shoulder, falling almost to her waist.
The fabric continued to hug her body, squeezing her 26" waist, the
stretch band making a line across her lower stomach. Her pussy was
tightly sealed in the suit, the material pulling in underneath her,
enclosing her hips and protruding ass. From her enclosed groin, the
body suit hugged her thighs and legs firmly until it reached her
ankles. A pair of slim silver slippers adorned her feet, completing
the outfit.
A loud bell chimed in the cabin over the whine of the jet
engines. Mike looked up, seeing the "Please Fasten Your Seatbelts,
and Lock Your Seats in an Upright and Forward Position" warning
light on.
They all did so as the Captain's voice boomed over the
loudspeaker, repeating the message to them as the jet accelerated
down the runway.
Mike felt and heard the landing gear raise beneath him as the
jet raced upward toward the distance clouds, some 35,000 feet above
them.
After a few minutes, the plane lowered its nose slightly, still
climbing upward, and the warning light blinked out.
Mike swiveled his seat so he was facing Colleen again.
"I'm thirsty, Colleen, get me a beer," he ordered her.
"Yes Master," Colleen responded to him, unhooking her seat belt
and going quickly to the front bar area.
"I know you brought some toys with you," Mike said, turning to
face Linda. "As soon as she returns, I want you to put on a show
for me with her. Put her through her paces."
"Yes Master," Linda said.
She reached under her seat, grabbing the large purse she had
brought on board with her. Opening it, she removed an 8" strap on
dildo, several lengths of rope, some leather bondage straps, and a
full leather hood with gag.
Linda watched Colleen hand Mike his beer. Before she could sit
back down, Linda reached out with her hand, grabbing her chin and
turning her head to face her.
"The Master wants a show. You will do as I say," Linda told her.
"Yes Mistress," Colleen replied, her eyes lowering as Linda
gently held her head.
Linda's other hand reached up, her fingers seeking the soft
outline of Colleens breasts through her jumpsuit. Her mouth moved
to Colleen's, her lips parting as her tongue darted into her oral
cavity, seeking her tongue.
Linda let go of Colleen's chin and moved it to her other breast,
both hands now working the firm flesh under her clothes. She
roughly pulled at the nipples through the jumpsuit, pinching the
tops, forcing Colleen to moan into her open mouth.
Her hands moved to Colleen's back as her tongue continued to
push inside her mouth. She found the zipper to Colleen's jumpsuit.
With one swift motion, she unzipped the suit to the bottom of her
firm ass.
Linda stood back, pulling the tight fabric over Colleen's
shoulders and down her taut body, exposing her breasts and pussy
slowly, as the silver cloth moved downward.
"Kick off your shoes and step out of your bodysuit," Linda
ordered her.
"Yes Mistress," Colleen replied as she quickly did as she was
told.
Linda studied Colleen's naked body in front of her, swaying
slightly from the motion of the jet. Her right hand reached back to
her breasts, as her mouth again locked onto her red lips, smearing
her lipstick over both of them. Her left hand moved down to her
pussy, the fingers slipping inside of Colleen's already dripping
cunt.
When Linda's hand moved down to her cunt, Colleen quickly spread
her legs, giving her easy access to her moist womanhood. She wanted
to feel Linda's fingers inside her, her mouth and other hand having
already started the juices flowing.
"Turn around and put your hands behind your back," Linda
instructed her as she reached for the rope sitting in the chair.
"Yes Mistress," Colleen said to Linda.
As she turned around, she felt Linda grabbing her hands,
solidly binding them behind her back with the rope an leather
straps. After her wrists were bound, she felt her move up to just
above her elbows, the rope pulling her arms in firmly, so her
elbows almost touched behind her back.
She stood there for several minutes, hearing Linda doing
something behind her, but not sure what.
"Turn around and kneel," Linda ordered her.
As she moved to obey, she saw Linda had been busy removing her
clothes, and now stood before her kneeling body totally naked, her
breasts pointing straight out from her chest.
Linda reached out to Colleen's long auburn hair, grabbing a
handful of it and pulling her head back.
"Ok, bitch, lets see how good you are at using your tongue. Eat
my pussy," Linda instructed her as she moved her body up to
Colleen's face, her legs spreading to allow Colleen's mouth to
slide under her pussy.
Colleen smelled the strong odor of Linda's pussy as she moved
over her face, the pubic hairs tickling her nose. She stuck her
tongue out, lapping at her pussy lips, moving it up and down her
wet slash. She gently tongued her clit, her mouth closing around
the little bud as she sucked on it and moved her tongue across its
sensitive surface. Moving back down the gash, she pushed her tongue
into Linda's hot hole, greedily sucking as much of her love juice
into her mouth as she could, before moving back up to her clit.
Linda felt Colleen's tongue start to work on her love box. She
moaned to herself as it worked on her clit, gently sliding along
the length of her love nest, to bury itself as far as it could
reach up her cunt. She grabbed harder on Colleen's hair, trying to
force as much of her mouth into her pussy as she could, not really
caring if she could breath or not. She loved this part of being
Mike's slave, to be put in control of the other girls, able to make
them do whatever she wanted them to. To please her in any way she
could think of, and she could think of quite a few!
"Ohhhhhhhhh, that's good. Lick faster bitch," Linda ordered her
captive slave.
Colleen sped up her pace, her tongue pressing deep into Linda's
hot orifice, her mouth making a tight seal against her hole,
sucking out her pussy juice, drinking it quickly down her gulping
throat. Her tongue moved back up to her clit, darting over the
sensitive knob.
She felt Linda press her head even harder into her cunt, her
groaning now almost a continuous moan escaping her lips.
"Keep licking slave, I'm almost ready to cum!" Linda ordered
her.
The orgasm was racing toward Linda at breakneck speed, Colleen's
talented tongue bringing her closer and closer with each flick.
"Yes, yes! I'm Cumming!", Linda yelled to Colleen, her breath
coming in rapid gasps. Her hands pulled her head tightly against
her cunt as the orgasm wracked her body, the spasms shaking her
body.
Colleen pushed her tongue deep inside Linda's cunt as she heard
her yell, her upper lip massaging her love button as her tongue
worked inside her moist hole. As the orgasm shook Linda, Colleen
pushed her head hard against her pussy, her tongue trapped inside
her spasming cunt, lapping at her salty fluid.
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CHAPTER 4B
FLIGHT TO NEW YORK
Linda held Colleen's head against her pussy after her orgasm
subsided, enjoying the feel of her tongue moving around inside her.
"That's right Bitch, lick it clean, don't miss a drop, and don't
stop till I tell you to", she said to her in a gasping voice. She
pulled Colleen's hair even harder, forcing her nose into her pubic
mound until it bent sideways.
Colleen worked her tongue gently around Linda's wet cunt,
lapping up into her as far as she could, draining her hole of all
its pungent fluid even though she could barely breath with Linda's
vice like grip on her hair.
After a few minutes, Linda pulled up on her head, bring
Colleen's mouth even with her tits.
"Suck them", she ordered her as she let go of her hair and
reached down to grab Colleen's own breast.
Colleen moved her mouth over the right nipple, taking as much of
it and the soft breast into her mouth. She felt Linda grab her own
breasts, roughly squeezing the 36 D's in her grip. Her tongue had
worked Linda's nipple into a mini erection, the aureole swelling
and the nipple standing straight out from her chest. She moved her
mouth over to the other breast, tasting her salty sweat as it
engulfed the soft orb.
Linda continued to knead Colleen's breasts roughly, squeezing
them one second, then pulling hard at the nipples. She could hear
soft, muffled moans from Colleen whenever she pulled really hard on
the nipples. So she pulled hard often.
"That's enough, slave ", Linda told her as she moved slightly
back from her.
"Stand up straight, I have something for you", Linda ordered as
she reached behind her grabbing a leather hood that had been in her
hand bag.
"Yes Mistress", Colleen replied. Her arms were beginning to
hurt, being tied so far back behind her. She stood as straight as
she could in the jet, her cum smeared face looking toward Linda and
the hood that she held.
Linda pulled the hood over Colleen's face, tightening it with
leather straps. She left the attached dildo gag loose for the
moment, she had other plans for that mouth.
"Kneel slave", she ordered her.
Linda watched Colleen move to her knees as she fastened the 8"
strap on dildo to herself. She moved forward, so that the dildo was
just inches from her mouth.
"Open your mouth Bitch, and suck me like a man", she ordered as
she shoved the head of the dildo against her lips.
Colleen opened her mouth when she felt the dildo push against
her lips. Her tongue eagerly began to work on the rubber member
like it was the real thing. She moved her mouth down its length,
swallowing the entire thing into her massaging throat. She began a
slow in and out motion with her head, taking the length into her
throat till her nose pushed against the leather strap holding the
dildo to Linda's pubic region.
Linda let Colleen continue her sucking for several minutes,
letting her coat the dildo with a slippery film of spit, before
pulling back from her. She reached out to the kneeling girl,
putting the attached gag into her mouth and securing it tightly.
"Lie on your back and spread you legs", she ordered her after
the gag was secured.
Colleen quickly laid back onto the jet's floor, bending her
knees and spreading her legs wide in the process. She was now lying
on the floor, totally naked, blind and exposed, her tied arms
pushing into her back as she waited for Linda to fuck her with the
dildo.
Linda wasted no time. She quickly moved between Colleens spread
legs, her mouth moving to one of her reddened tits. She took the
soft flesh into her mouth, biting hard on the nipple. She enjoyed
the muffled cry of pain from Colleen's gagged mouth as she worked
her teeth roughly over the already abused mound. Her hand moved
down to Colleen's wet cunt, guiding the dildo into her female
cavity. She removed her mouth from her nipple and replaced it with
her hands, one on each breast. Holding Colleen's breast for
support, she thrust her hips forward as hard as she could, burying
the entire length of the dildo into Colleen's pussy with one shove.
Linda smiled to herself when she heard the muffled scream beneath
her.
The pain was almost unbearable for Colleen. She honestly thought
she might pass out when Linda grabbed her poor tits and shoved the
huge dildo into her all in one stroke. The gag in her mouth halted
the scream of pain that tore up from her throat. As she lay beneath
Linda, she felt the dildo begin to slowly withdraw from her tight
hole.
Mercifully, the hands ceased their vise like grip of her
tormented breasts, moving to her side as Linda started a slow in
and out fucking motion with the hard plastic penis. As the dildo
moved in and out of her hot love nest, Colleen caught herself
beginning to enjoy the fucking Linda was giving her now that she
wasn't being so rough. She began to arch her back and send her hips
up to meet Linda's thrust with each pump of her hips, now moaning
with pleasure beneath her masked face.
"That's right Colleen, fuck that dildo hard girl", Linda said to
her as she moved the dildo in and out of the captive girls pussy.
She picked up her pace now, shoving into the helpless woman beneath
her as hard as she could.
With each stroke, she could feel Colleen thrust up her hips to
meet her, trying to suck the fake member back into her hole. Then
Linda would reverse her stroke, pushing the strap on dildo back
into her moist depths, spreading her pussy walls, shoving her ass
hard onto the jet's carpeting.
Colleen's breath was coming in short, muffled gasps now as her
orgasms was approaching. Each shove of the plastic phallus into her
brought her that much closer, the rubber dildo holder smashing into
her love button with every down stroke. She slammed up at Linda
with each stroke now, her orgasm only seconds away, needing to feel
the climax rock through her.
Linda pulled out of Colleen just before she came. Colleen's
gagged cries of protest following the removed of the dildo from her
wet cunt.
"Roll over, and on your knees Bitch", Linda barked at her.
Grabbing her sides just below the ribcage, Linda spun Colleen onto
her knees.
"Spread those knees apart", Linda ordered her as she shoved the
poor girls bruised tits into the rough carpet of the jet.
Colleen felt Linda move behind her, dreading what she thought
Linda might due. She felt Linda slide the huge dildo up to her
cunt, pushing in slightly.
Thank God, Colleen thought. She's not going to fuck my ass after
all. Then she felt the dildo leave her wet pussy, and move up to
her brown butt hole. It pressed against her rose bud, forcing
itself into her shit hole. Her sphincter muscle grudgingly opened
up to the relentless pressure of the fake penis as it buried itself
into her dark tunnel, shoving her intestines aside.
"You have a tight ass Colleen, you need to be fucked more up it.
I'll help", Linda whispered to the helpless girl.
"STOP!", she screamed against the gag filling her mouth. She
tried to move away, but Linda held her solidly in place, lying over
her tied arms, pushing her face and chest into the carpet as she
began to fuck in and out of her tight crap hole. It felt to
Colleen as if the dildo was tearing her inside out, trying to pull
the very guts out of her shit hole with each outward stroke, only
to have them shoved painfully back in as the plastic penis buried
itself back into her.
As Linda fucked into her, Colleen felt Linda reach under her and
begin to rub her clit, starting the slow climb back to the orgasm
that she had been cheated out of earlier.
The pain began to leave as Linda fucked her asshole with slow,
powerful thrusts of her hips. A warmth started to spread out over
her bottom, spreading to her excited clit that Linda was busily
massaging with her right hand.
Colleen rocked backward toward the fake penis now, trying to
shove it further into her shit hole with each stroke, her bruised
tits rubbing the jet's carpet when she did. Her sphincter muscle
was now relaxed enough to allow easy movement of the plastic dick
in and out of her back door.
Orgasm raced over Colleen, her knees coming together so tightly
Linda could not remove her hand from between her legs, or the dildo
buried deep into her ass. Muffled cries of joy gushed out through
Colleen's mouth as she pushed back against the dildo, feeling as if
sparks of pleasure were shooting from its tip as the climax raced
throughout her body.
She must have passed out for moment, because Linda was no longer
on top of her and she didn't remember her getting off.
"See how nice I am Colleen", Linda smiled at her, "I let you
cum. but now you've dirtied your toys and have to clean them".
Colleen felt her head being lifted up and realized that Linda
was now standing in front of her. As she raised her head, she moved
to a kneeling position. The smell of shit and pussy juice began to
fill her nostrils as she felt Linda undoing the gag portion of the
hood she was wearing.
When her mouth was free, she the plastic prick brush up against
her lips, a coating of slimy shit covering her lips.
"Clean it with your mouth, slave", Linda ordered Colleen.
Colleen moaned to herself, knowing she had no choice. If she
resisted, Linda would just force her, and then her Master would
really work her over!
The smell of shit ascended to her nostrils as she opened her
mouth to take the putrid dildo into her mouth. The taste of her
bodily waste mixed with her pussy juice filled her mouth as she
slowly sucked the plastic penis into her oral cavity. She worked
her tongue around the dildo, making sure all the ribs were clean as
she moved down its length. The head moved into her throat as she
worked down to the base, licking every inch to make sure she
removed all of her own shit and swallowed it. She let the dildo
fall from her mouth, moving her tongue to the rubber holder,
licking every part of it until it was as clean as the plastic penis
slapping her face.
She sucked the fake dick back into her mouth, pretending to give
it a blow job after it was clean. She wasn't sure if Linda wanted
her to do this, but she figured if would give her more of a rest
until Linda thought of something else to do to her.
"Colleen, lie on the floor and spread your legs", Mike ordered
her.
Colleen started, she had almost forgotten her Master was there
watching her and Linda all this time. She quickly fell backward,
her tired arms, turning slightly blue from the ropes, pressing into
her already sore back.
"Linda, put the gag back in her mouth and then get dressed for
New York. She can stay like that until we're almost to there. I'm
going to take a nap for a while. If I'm not awake when we are about
an hour out, go ahead and untie her so she can get dressed", Mike
instructed her.
"Yes Master", Linda replied, bending over Colleen's body and
gazing at her tortured tits. A nice shade of spotted red and blue,
she thought as she reached up to the leather hood covering her face
and placed the gag securely in her waiting mouth.
"And Colleen, if anything leaks out of you while your down
there, you will clean it with your mouth before we leave", Mike
told her.
Linda quickly moved to the rear of the jet and put her clothes
back on. As she moved by her Master she saw he was already fast
asleep. Reaching out, she took his empty beer and threw it away
before settling into her own seat for the remainder of the flight.
End Chapter 4
