The boys and I ran down the ramp to the plane, wewere greeted by another flight attendant. This one was a good-looking maleflight attendant. "Welc...ome aboard we've been waiting for you." He took our tickets andquickly glanced at them. "You're in business class. Please take yourseats and prepare for take off." He said with a smile as he handed theticket stubs back. The boys and I entered the business class cabin and quickly looked forour seats. The seats were set up in pairs of two,. Loving them, it seemed. I looked back, letting my hand cradle his face. ‘I would never reject you.’ I whispered, drinking in the exquisite beauty of his eyes. I don’t know how it happened, I just felt his soft lips touching mine, his face close to me, and we were kissing. He held me gently, as if he was terrified of hurting me, but loathe to let me go, like he loved me dearly. ‘I loved you.’ He murmured against my mouth. ‘I still do.’ His tongue explored my mouth, meeting with mine, letting. ” The three cowered as she passed the whip to one of the more than eager maids; their humiliation in pain was shortly to continue in earnest.Hope had another more practical task in hand, and had the maids force open each mouth in turn, she then peering in to study their teeth, and noting any obvious peculiarities, before descending the stairs to meet the cart, Beatrice going with her and wearing a serene smile as the sound of fresh application of the whip echoed behind them. Beatrice was keen. He had wanted her that veryinstance; more than that, he had wanted to dominateher, to hurt her, to hear her whimper under thepunishment of his cock. And now he had her. He smiledto himself as he led his little Asian princess underthe chandelier and handed the rope up to Greg.Sylvia used her eyes to plead with Tommy to let her goas she felt her arms pulled over her head, the rope onher wrists beginning to burn as she was pulled to hertoes, the muscles in her calves and thighs straining tokeep.