It felt a padlock click shut on the collar of the hood. Master still had the keys, but as far as it was concerned he could have thrown them away. Its ...hands were locked in a reverse prayer in a bondage glove, padlocked as well. It must have been years since it was last allowed to use its arms. If it was released now its arms would be as useless as the whole lowly existence of it. It was owned by Master by its own wish; actually it approached Master and begged to be owned. He made it bear no. "Oh I know it's not cold at all...," I grinned at him. He smiled and soon caught my drift and helped me unfold it over our laps. The older couple in their 80's had fallen asleep three rows ahead the the one younger girl in her 20's was engrossed in her book with headphones on and the flight attendants seemed to have all but disappeared. I leaned over and started kissing Roy passionately, he never failed to turn me on and instantly. I couldn't get enough of him. Under the blanket across our. I refused, and she picked a slipper up off the floor and made as if to spank me with it, but neither of us could keep our faces straight, and she collapsed onto the bed. I pulled her towards me and we hugged. We kissed and hugged and fell asleep. I awoke twice through the night. The first time it was because I was cold, and I just emerged from my doze enough to pull the duvet over us. The second time was, as happens as you get older, and especially after drinking, to go for a pee. I thought. I was completely free to have sex with whomever I wanted, male or female. I suddenly felt more liberated and at peace with myself than I had ever been in my life. I felt as if I was on some kind of sexual crusade; to have as much sex as I wanted with men and women, wherever I liked. After all, I wasn't the only one getting pleasure out of it; my partners had some fun too.The next day I had to go to work and the prospect of seeing Sandi again thrilled and excited me. I got in very early; as I'd.