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He crooked a finger. Obediently, Lacy moved to stand before him.
“Part your legs, little spy.”
Shifting her legs apart, she waited, knowing not to question. His warm hand slid up her leg to the apex at her thighs.
“So wet, despite not knowing your fate, but perhaps you want to die happy, hmm?”
He slid two fingers into her drenched slit. She moaned.
“Have you anything hidden up here?” His fingers pushed further inside and frigged her roughly.
“It seems not... but what about those other hidey holes? I should check them also... Bend over my knee.”
She stared at him in horror; did he mean what she thought he meant? An unsolicited slap to her backside shocked her out of her reverie.
“What are the consequences of not obeying your daddy?” he asked in a deceptively mild tone that Lacy knew not to trust.
With a whimper she cast herself over his lap.
“Good girl, you obeyed, albeit somewhat tardily.”
A flurry of sharp smacks landed on her behind, which caused her to gasp.
“You know the penalty for hesitation,” he justified the harder slaps to make his point.
What came next made her wish that he’d continued to simply spank her. He smoothed the orbs of her buttock cheeks apart, sweeping his thumbs along her most private cleft. Sudden pressure against her back passage caused her to buck; an inarticulate whine of complaint fell from her lips. It did no good, his finger invaded and pressed inside, knuckle deep into her ass.
“Any gadgets lodged in here?” She detected dry humour in his voice.
“No!” she denied, squirming in discomfort and humiliation.
“Hmm, me thinks the lady doth protest too much! Perhaps I need a deeper probe; my cock should be able to tell if something lurks deep inside this hot, tight little butt.”
As she lay motionless, barely able to breathe with shock, his words resonated in her head...
“Excuse me, ma’am, but you need to fasten your seatbelt.”
Penny blinked owlishly up at the flight attendant; her finger marked the place she’d reached on her reader.
“I’m sorry?” she asked.
What a time to interrupt me, just as I’ve reached the best part of my story!
“Ladies and gentlemen, please ensure your personal items are stowed away safely and follow the instructions of the cabin crew. There is no cause for alarm, we are simply experiencing an unexpected spell of turbulence. The seatbelt signs will remain on until we fly clear of this unstable weather.”
The steward waited for the announcement to finish before he replied, “Ma’am, take your reader and cell phone and place them under the seat in front of you.”
“What’s happening?” the elderly lady seated to Penny’s right asked. The flight attendant pulled out the seatbelt and clipped it around the woman.
“Just a spell of bad weather, ma’am, nothing to worry about,” he said.
Penny put away her phone and reader as directed. Straightening, she clicked her belt into place. The plane plummeted, losing height. Lurching sideways, the steward disappeared from view. All the lights went out. People screamed. Her stomach dropped along with the aircraft’s rapid descent.
“Help!” she yelled. Somewhere a child shrieked. Then everyone began shouting in panic.
A horrible, spiralling, free-fall sensation caused a rush of nausea. Lights flickered on and off. Flashing intermittently, they caused a strobe effect. Her head hurt. Penny glanced over at the old lady sat next to her. The woman slumped forward in her seat; she appeared to be unconscious. Suddenly the plane stabilised and for a few moments everything returned to normal, but then the lights cut out. Once again the cabin was plunged into total darkness, causing another rise of hysteria amongst the passengers. Penny felt as though she were spinning deep into a black tunnel.
Regaining consciousness—Did I actually black out?—she found the lights were back on and the plane flew smoothly. She held her breath, certain the lights would go off again. Panting, her heart raced. The fear, a palpable thing, slowly receded. Her pulse returned to normal, and she was able to breathe a sigh of relief. Time moved on and moments passed. Around her the other passengers had quietened. Penny turned to check on the elderly lady seated beside her. To her surprise, instead of the older passenger, a smartly dressed young woman smiled back at her politely before turning away to continue reading her glossy magazine. Penny frowned; perhaps a member of the crew had swapped the elderly passenger to another seat. She hoped the poor dear was all right.
