Chapter 506 – Airplane Copolymerization
Approximately an hour has passed since the plane took off. Now is the time when it doesn’t really matter if you move.
However, I did not immediately call Cynthia to my place or visit her.
‘Let’s see when it will come.’
The day before she boarded the plane, I told her in advance that I was going to fuck her in the sky and to prepare her mind.
Since she had not yet become a slave, she wanted to check this time by moving passively rather than actively.
There are limits to how I can always give orders. If she were my slave, I would tell you one by one, but I have many women.
Now, we’ll be physically together, but I have to think about how I can make myself happier.
‘If you adapt passively, it will be difficult to change.’
Once you become a slave and get used to moving in a passive state with all your pride shattered, it is difficult to change.
It’s not my preference to manipulate all egos at will, so I had to fix this at the beginning.
Cynthia probably won’t come in person until I call her. Since she is inside the plane, she cannot be contacted by cell phone.
She can only go to my service by coming to me on her own initiative.
If she doesn’t come looking for it, she leaves it alone. It’s a shame she can’t have sex in the air, but now isn’t the only time she has the chance.
The most important goal this time was to get Cynthia to think for herself and do her service to me.
‘If you really don’t come, I have to go home and punish you.’
If she didn’t actually come and wait for me to go first before landing, she was going to punish me.
A punishment that would make me thoroughly realize how I treat a doll that only moves on command.
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It’s already been 5 hours since we boarded the plane. Cynthia was worried as she thought about her master who did not come to visit her even though a considerable amount of time had passed.
‘Why aren’t you coming…?’
A dedicated sex slave who has to handle her own master’s sexual desires.
So, I have to take care of my master’s sexual desires whenever he wants, but he doesn’t come.
‘Are you sleeping?’
Now that it had only been five hours since she took off, Cynthia thought her master was asleep, and she wasn’t coming to visit.
She waited patiently, gently rubbing her pussy alone, remembering the pleasure her master was giving her.
Even after 6 hours, 7 hours, and 10 hours, the owner did not come.
‘Why, why… Aren’t you coming?’
The owner clearly told me to be fully prepared because I was going to have sex on the plane.
But no matter how long she waited, she didn’t come at all, so Cynthia was left to think a lot by herself.
Maybe she’s tired of herself. No, it could be because you are too tired. Could it be that I did something wrong?
As time passed, and her master showed no sign of coming, her anxiety grew.
Normally, I would have just enjoyed the flight comfortably, but since the owner had said in advance that he would have sex, I couldn’t help but feel anxious.
‘I want to get fucked quickly…’
Even though it hasn’t been long since she became her master’s sex slave, Cynthia is already immersed in her pleasure.
She had always lived a dull life, but now that she had been fucked for hours a day, her body was itching to not take a dick in her pussy.
She cannot satisfy her sexual desire on her own because of her master’s cock, which cannot even be compared to her own masturbation.
She masturbates alone and wets her pussy in anticipation of when he will come, but she doesn’t come at all.
If it stays like this, she will land soon and the plane will arrive at its destination.
Cynthia, who had always been given orders since her training began, was really worried that her master was tired of her.
‘Are you waiting for me to come first?’
Because she had been a mercenary for a long time, she was accustomed to taking orders, and she thought it was wrong for her to approach her superior first.
However, as time passed and her master stopped coming, she felt like she had to do something on her own.
When I was in the mercenary group, David controlled everything and did what he said, but not anymore.
She instinctively felt that she was a sex slave who had to deal with her master’s accumulated sexual desires, and that she could not remain silent like this.
‘It won’t work.’
In the end, Cynthia decided to get up from her seat and go see the master.
For the first time since her days as a mercenary, she began to move of her own will and quietly approached the location of her master.
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-Knock
“Come in.”
I had been waiting for Cynthia to come, and when I heard a knock on her door, I knew she had come.
’11 hours… A bit too late.’
It came when there were about 4 hours left before the plane landed.
It was a lot later than expected, but she decided to just skip it since she came in person after always listening to orders.
-Drurruk
You hear the door open and Cynthia comes in quietly with her head down.
Even though it was first class, it was a single room, so it wasn’t very spacious, so the moment she came in, it felt like it was full.
I asked as I came inside and saw Cynthia with her anxious face.
“What brought you here?”
“That’s…”
She always took orders, but for the first time she came to her master of her own will and hesitated when she heard my words.
‘Did I break it too much?’
During sex, Cynthia was never active as she was told to do this and that.
That’s why even when she comes to visit now, she’s anxious about whether it’s right for her to tell the story herself.
Still, I didn’t say anything first because in order to live as my sex slave for the rest of my life, I needed to know how to take care of various things.
‘Is it okay to talk…?’
Cynthia came to the master’s place and entered the single room, where she stood still and continued to think.
Is it okay for her, who is just a sex slave, to come to her master and say that she wants to have sex?
She was wondering whether she should do it or not, but she finally put an end to her worries and opened her mouth.
“I came here to treat the master…”
She says in an unconfident voice that she has come to take care of the master’s castle.
When she was anxious, thinking that she might do something presumptuous and get scolded.
“Good job.”
She was finally able to understand the praise coming from her master’s mouth.
She said that the only reason she hadn’t come for a while was that she was waiting to test herself.
‘Thank goodness…’
It was my first time moving actively because I always lived a life of receiving orders.
She was worried that she might be scolded for it, but when she heard her master praise her, she felt all those worries disappear.
She didn’t do anything wrong. Fortunately, it was right to understand the master’s intention and make the first move.
Realizing that it wasn’t wrong for her to come first, Cynthia erased the anxious expression on her face and knelt down in front of her master with a smile.
“We will serve you.”
The first thing she learned while giving her last name was to say that she would serve before she gave her last name.
By uttering these words, she lets her master know that she will serve him, and she also imprints it in her mind.
The fact that I am a slave who lives only to provide sexual treatment to my master.
Restoring her confidence that she had made the right choice, Cynthia slowly reached down and removed her Master’s pants.
The service always begins with erection of a long, thick dick, drenched in saliva, and then service with the vagina.
“Let’s get started.”
After being taught the most basic etiquette of service, Cynthia placed her lips on the head of his already prepared cock and kissed it.
“Jjoob.”
She soon pays her respects by kissing the man who makes her feel good.
After kissing her, stick out your tongue and carefully lick everything from her glans to the egg sac.
“Chulleup… Churrup… Huaa…”
She slowly coated the cock with her saliva, and when Cynthia reached her egg sac, her body trembled at the strong male scent coming from her.
‘Master’s strong scent…’
As ordered, she didn’t wear any underwear for her sex on the plane.
From the moment she saw her master’s cock, her pussy, which was already full of love, was dripping with love juice.
Her nipples are also erect, and she is licking your dick hard while asserting herself over her thin dress.
“Ssssshh… Ssssswsssss ms ofs”
Cynthia, who was getting ready by continuously coating her master’s cock with her saliva, let out a cute moan as her master pinched her nipples.
Don’t worry about someone hearing you. Because she was a sex slave who existed to satisfy her master’s sexual desires.
No matter what anyone says, he does his best to make his master feel good without paying attention to what those around him think.
“Ah… Chureup!”
Cynthia, who had been taught about her slave’s posture for the past three days, couldn’t help but let out a moan when her master’s touch pinched her nipples.
‘I like it.’
Even though I pinched her nipple and she moaned, I was satisfied with the way she moaned even more without trying to hide it.
If it were like other slaves, they would pay attention to her surroundings and cover their mouths to suppress her moans.
That was possible because I was treating them as individuals to some extent.
For Cynthia, who existed solely to deal with her sexual desires, such thoughts were unnecessary.
Whether indoors or outdoors, I don’t hold back moaning to make myself feel better if I want to.
It was desirable for her to just focus on dealing with her sex without worrying about her surroundings.
“Now put it in.”
“Yes… Tsk!”
While pinching Cynthia’s nipples and massaging her breasts, I thought she was ready and ordered her to put it in. She took off her clothes without hesitation and exposed her naked body.
Don’t worry about the flight attendant coming to visit you midway. She is like an onahole that exists only to deal with her sexual desires.
As she sucks the cock, she gets excited, and her nipples become erect, and the love juice that flows from her pussy travels down her calves and onto her feet, soaking the floor.
Cynthia, exposing her pretty naked body, slowly approached me and climbed on top of my cock.
“I’ll put it in.”
Since I have to start serving with her pussy, I say that I will put it in myself, and aim my dick down at her pussy.
“Haaah…”
Cynthia let out a moan as the large cock entered her not yet fully developed pussy.
‘As expected, it’s big…’
It was so huge that I couldn’t get used to it at all, even though it was penetrated several times over the course of three days.
As she felt her vaginal walls being forcibly stretched and swallowing her cock, she finally accepted it.
“Haaa…”
When Cynthia felt her glans touch her womb, she let out a long breath as she felt her insides being filled.
What she liked most about having sex with her master was feeling satisfied by taking his cock to the end.
Feeling that her pussy had become somewhat familiar, Cynthia slowly began to move her waist upward.
“Aang! Ah!”
It’s cramped inside, so I can’t move as much as I want, but I do my best to please you.
Still, she massaged her big breasts herself, hoping to make her master feel better.
Squeezing her breasts and pinching and stretching her nipples, exposing all of her vulgar features.
Cynthia, who mixed her body for a short time and thought to herself what she could do to please her master, began to move little by little.
“Ahhhhh! Hah!!”
Every time she lowers her waist, I feel her glans pushing up against her uterus.
The cock conquers the entire inside of her pussy, concentrating on the scratching sensation and squeezing her pussy tightly.
She values her efficiency and does everything she can to please her master.
“Ah! Master, does Cynthia’s pussy feel good?”
“Yes, I really like it because it’s chewy.”
“Please enjoy my chewy pussy to your heart’s content. My breasts, pussy, and mouth all exist to make the owner feel good!!”
Move your hips without being embarrassed to use vulgar language.
As time passed, Cynthia, whose pussy was getting scratched by her thick dick, went away.
“Haa… Haan…”
She took a short breath from the pleasure greater than she expected, and soon remembered that her master had not ejaculated yet.
“S-sorry… I went to the topic of sex slavery first.”
“Then move quickly.”
“Yes, yes hehe!!”
She went away first, apologized, and began to move her waist roughly as the master told her to move quickly.
It doesn’t matter to her that she has already gone once and that her body has become sensitive.
For Cynthia, who exists simply to deal with her sexual desires, the only important thing is to please her master.
Cynthia, reminded of that fact, now forgot everything and moved her waist to relieve her master’s sexual desire.
