"Captain's Log, stardate 9302.08. After cashing in the winningLotto ticket, entitling me to three million dollars a year for the nextthirty years, I am travelling to Australia to fulfill a fantasy of mine.I gave one million of the first three to FX so he can live in style. Mycurrent plans include finding a wealthy heiress and making her my SugarMama as well as slave.
"My power continues to grow. I can put women to sleep and give themsuggestions which are obeyed without question when they awake. I planto..."
"Would you like another drink, sir?" asked Lori, the first classstewardess. She was a long-haired blonde with huge tits and a prettyface, very pretty as a matter of fact. Chris stopped the mini-cassetterecorder.
"Uh, no thank you, Miss."
"Well, just try to get some sleep then. It is four hours before weland in Sydney."
"I will, Miss. You try to too." Lori smiled at Chris' remark asshe had been taught in Smile School, when all other expressions had beenbrainwashed out of her. She walked back to her seat. Her job thisflight was easy. Chris and another women were the only first classpassengers.
The other woman was obviously well off. She wore an expensive'power suit' and her fingers were ringed, heavily. She was in hermid-30s and was attractive, though not gorgeous like Lori. She had longbrown hair, currently pinned up. Her position was read mode.
Lori sat back in her stewardess seat. Her passengers were happy andnow she could get a little reading of her own done. She buried herselfin Danielle Steel's latest. She dimmed the first class lights, leavingonly her reading lamp on.
After only a few seconds, Lori yawned. She was incredibly tired forsome odd reason. No, she thought, I really...shouldn't...fall...
Within moments, Lori and the executive snoozed. Theirexpressions were calm, they were at peace. Their minds were in neutral.Several suggestions flowed into their minds. They nodded in approval.
Lori opened her eyes and looked at herself. She had the wronguniform on! And she had no idea how to get it off! It was tight andconfining. Her real uniform was under it. All she had to do was findsomeone who could figure out how this wrong uniform came off.
Lori stood up. She could hardly breathe. The wrong uniform wasdefinitely going to have to go now! She walked up to Chris.
"Excuse me, sir."
"Yes?"
"Could you help me? I have the wrong uniform on and I was hopingyou could help me get it off."
"No problem."
"Thanks."
The executive, who was named Catherine, walked over to Chris andLori.
"Stewardess?"
"Yes, ma'am?"
"It says on my ticket I am in that seat there and this is the 'LooseClothing Row'. Could you explain that?"
"Uh, yes, ma'am." Lori's sense of duty to her passengers outweighedher discomfort at the moment. "You can't have any clothing fastenedexcept underwear in this row."
"Thank you."
Catherine reached down to her jacket. She unbuttoned the singlebutton and reached up to the top of her blouse.
"Now, could you help me, sir?" "Sure, your jacket unfastens by these two buttons here."
"OK." Lori unbuttoned her uniform jacket and laid it on the seatbehind Chris.
"Next, your skirt had a snap there and a zipper there."
"I hope you're right." Lori did as she was told and was rewardedby her skirt becoming loose and able to be removed. She wore nudestockings and a black garter belt with matching panties. She set theskirt on the jacket.
Catherine had finished with her blouse, revealing her D cupsconfined in a red teddy. She moved to her sleeves.
"Now the blouse, Lori. You start at the top and keep unbuttoninguntil the two sides are unconnected in the front."
Without comment, Lori began de-buttoning her blouse, believing herreal work uniform lied beneath. Instead, she showed Chris a lacy blackbra and her lovely body.
Catherine's skirt was now undone and it fell to the floor. Sheleft it in the aisle and sat next to Chris.
"Do you think the fasteners on my teddy to my stockings count?And how about my heels?" she asked him.
"Well, from what I heard, people on the outside can't even haveunderwear fastened." countered Chris.
"Oh well." She moved to untie her teddy.
"Well, thank you. I feel much better." said Lori.
"No problem."
"You know that woman sitting next to you is gorgeous! Pretty,great body, big firm tits. Is she with you?"
"Yes, she is my slave." Chris kept his voice low, as did Lori.
"Really."
"Yes, the only way anyone gets a crack at her is to also be myslave."
"What do I have to do to be your slave also?"
By this time, Catherine had undone her teddy's top and crotch,her garters on her stockings and her shoes, which came right off. Shelied back to sleep.
"Well," Chris took a second to knock Catherine out, "you have tomake your face blank, do the 'I hear and I obey, Master.'. Stuff likethat."
"OK, I'm a good actress. I can act like a zombie." Lori's facesuddenly went blank. Her arms went limp at her sides. She stood, eyesrolled up.
"Yes, Master. I await your orders." Lori said, in a blank tone.
"To have the privilege of my slave Catherine, you must proveyourself worthy. You must fellate me to the best of your ability."
"At once, Master." Her voice still had the slow, flat zombietone.
Moving to in front of Chris, who was in the front row, Lori kneltbefore him. Without looking, she reached up to his pants. Her undoingof his belt was slow and mechanical.
"Do you think she's buying it?" Lori whispered normally, leaningforward.
"Shhh. She'll react when she's ready and she believes you."
"OK, no more out of character."
Lori, who had been a snotty stewardess five minutes before,finished undoing Chris' belt and then his pants. She leaned forwardagain and imitated the zipper. She restrained her ability to give headenough to continue to act zombie-like. She did, however, close hereyes.
Catherine opened her eyes and returned the seat back to theinfamous 'straight' position. She stood, a true zombie, ready to obey.
"What is your name?"
"Catherine Vizcaino."
"Catherine, what do you do for a living?"
"I am a financial manager."
"Do you have any Australian clients?"
"Yes, Master."
"Of these, are any rich, female, single and beautiful?"
"Only one who fits your criteria, Master."
"Write down her name, address and phone number on a piece of paperand give the paper to me."
Catherine stepped over the fellating Lori to goto her originalseat. She reached upto the overhead compartment for her briefcase.Pulling it down, she balanced it on her seat back and opened it. Shefound the electronic rolodex and began going through it. After a fewmoments, she stopped. She then wrote on a piece of paper.
Turning back to Chris, she walked to him with the paper.Catherine's briefcase fell off the seat back and stuff scatteredeverywhere. She handed the piece of paper to Chris, who filed it in histop pocket.
Lori had not stopped going down on Chris, in hopes of impressingthe two passengers. She wanted Catherine's huge tits and her ownsizable chest to collide, to rub together. Her pussy moistened at thethought of eating Catherine's pussy. It did not matter that she had hadonly a minor lesbian episode in Smile School. She would not besatisfied without this woman!
"Lori, how often do you have sex?" Lori's answer took a moment ortwo.
"Master, I fuck my boyfriend about once a week, but if I am busyworking, I cannot do it that often."
"And you, Catherine?" Her answer was instant.
"I've been fucking my way to the top, Master. I sleep with mybosses and file fake sexual harrassment charges on anyone who gets in myway."
"Then fuck me, Catherine."
"My body lives to serve your will, Master." Without hesitation,Catherine swung her leg over Chris and reached down to his cock, to putit in herself. She began to slowly fuck him.
"May I fondle my fellow slave, Master?" Lori's eyes showed a bitof excitement.
"Do as you wish, Lori."
She smiled. Lori reached back and undid her bra. She had believedher uniform was on but now lust filled her mind. She thought only ofsex. She reached to her shoulder straps and slid her bra off. Herdouble D cup breasts were quite firm and would've easily landed her ajob in 'Bazooka County'.
Lori reached over to the zombied Catherine. She slid off herblouse and slid down her teddy, revealing another pair of great tits.She slid Catherine's arms out of the shoulder straps before she began tokiss the passengerette.
Catherine's fucking remained slow and steady. Of course, her pussywas very wet from Chris' control and her nipples were terribly erect asthey made contact with another pair of boobs. She only could pucker,she could not actually 'kiss' Lori.
Chris, as usual, got off on the control of the two snotty women.It was justifiable that he did this to these women. After all...
POOF!
"What do you have to say for yourself?" the power-filled femalevoice intoned.
"What do you mean?" Chris was nude, so he covered himself as besthe could in the smoke-filled chamber.
"You have been violating women."
"So?"
"It offends me."
"Who asked you?"
"I run this MUD. You have been violating women. That is sexualharrassment."
"Wrong answer, thank you for playing. This is not a MUD,knucklehead."
POOF!
Chris was in a jail cell. It seemed he was in solitaryconfinement.
"Until you learn respect for women, I will confine you here."
"And how am I supposed to show respect confined here?"
"You will mail me a series of letters of apology at my emailaddress. I will forward them to all the women you have offended. Whenthis is finished, I will let you out of jail."
"Listen, this is NOT a MUD. This is a short story onalt.sex.stories."
"It's not a MUD?"
"NO!"
"Sorry."
POOF!
Lori's tits pressed against Catherine's sizable knockers as the twowomen shared a kiss. Lori reached up and felt the brunette's otherbreast. She squeezed the big tit and fondled the hard nipple betweenher fingers.
Catherine reached over with her left hand and clumsily moved intoLori's panties. She pushed against them and rubbed them, as if theywere not there.
Lori reached down with her right hand. She took Catherine's lefthand, the one trying to access her cunt and moved it under the blackundies. She was immediately probed with three ringed fingers delvinginto her. She brought up her right leg and put it on Chris' thigh, soCatherine could better...stimulate...her. Oh, this is good, shethought.
Chris began to move in response to Catherine's wet pussy on hiscock. He was sooo(!) glad that his powers caused a woman's pussy toautomatically moisten. He had saved a lot on Vaseline because of this.He watched Catherine's tits bounce ever so slightly as she fucked him.
Lori put her right hand on Catherine's shoulder for balance andmoved her left hand down. She reached the unsnapped crotch of theteddy. She found her lover's clit and she stimulated it while the fuckcontinued.
This series of events continued for some time.
About five minutes later, Chris felt like cumming. He knew itwould be damn irresponsible to come in Catherine, so he decided Lori wasthe answer.
Without a word, Catherine dismounted him and stood next to him.Her right hand moved to her pussy and she continued to stimulate it.Her breathing grew in speed and shallowness.
"Lori, eat my cum."
"At once, Master." Lori let a smile cross her face. She kept hereyes on the masturbating Catherine as she knelt next to Chris.
She began to fellate, but this time with all her sizable skill. Itwasn't long before...
Chris came in Lori's mouth. She, of course, tried to swallow allof it, but some of it came out of her mouth. She prepared to wipe itoff with her hand.
"No, Catherine must lick it off." Lori smiled.
"A great idea, Master."
Lori approached the financial manager, who had 3 to 4 inches ofheight on her. Catherine bent down a tad and licked her face, removingall traces of cum.
"Now, return to where and how you were when I put you to sleep.Remember only a sexy dream involving me."
"Yes, Master." the girls answered together.
The girls gathered their clothing together. They re-put on andre-fastened. They re-tied and re-snapped. Soon, they had re-turned totheir seats, and they began to re-ad their books, re-viving as they didso.
Chris lied back, exhausted. Control still took a lot out of him.He hoped FX had finished the new rings by the time he got to the SydneyMarriott. He checked into his pocket and noted the name on the piece ofpaper. OK, rich Mary, meet your Master.
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