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“How do you want it then, big boy? Where’s the hot seat?”
That while smile flashed again, blue eyes gleaming.
“Well before we get to that, sweetheart, first things first. You know I have a job to do. Auto-pilot is one thing, but you can’t just go totally hands off. I’ve got to keep the speakers on and keep in contact with flight control.”
I nodded, a little confused.
“Sure,” was my whispered reply. “Of course.”
Did he not think I was sexy? Why was Mr. Tanning pulling back all of a sudden? But the billionaire nodded to a bag in the corner.
“Reach in there and get out the gag, will you?” he asked casually, like he was requesting a glass of water. “The one that’s black and cock-shaped.”
Now my mouth really did fall open.
“Wh-what?” was my stammer, face going red. “The what?”
His grin was careless.
“The cock-shaped gag,” he said. “You know to keep you quiet when you scream.”
That’s what I thought. I stared for a moment longer, luscious curves heaving. But there was no denying it. So with trembling hands, I reached to the black flight bag and pulled it open. Oh shit, oh shit! This wasn’t a normal knapsack with a laptop, an iPad and maybe a book or two. This was a bag of horrors, straight out of a fetish store. My eyes took in a leather colored whip of some sort, the strands tied together neatly, as well as an assortment of dildos, and even a couple butt plugs.
“Oh my god,” was my involuntary gasp, hands trembling on the nylon straps. “Oh my god.”
But Mr. Tanning wasn’t fazed at all.
“It pays to be prepared,” was his drawl. “They taught us that in flight school.”
My eyes snapped up to meet his, brown clashing with blue. But Mr. Tanning just flashed that million dollar smile again.
“That’s right sweetheart,” he rasped. “Now get the gag out. There’s only one in there, you can’t miss it.”
And with fumbling fingers, I obeyed, pulling out the black leather strap with a tiny two-inch dildo attached to the front. Oh god, how did this thing work? But it was all too clear. The dildo would pass between my lips, teeth biting into the soft rubber, as the leather straps fastened around my head. Oh god, oh god. This was so wrong.
But Mr. Tanning couldn’t be denied.
“These things are great,” he rumbled, fingering the black leather thoughtfully, one big thumb rubbing against that small shaft. “They work perfect when you’ve got a screamer. Come here, sweetheart. Let me put this on you.”
And with slow, masterful hands, the alpha slipped the dildo between my lips, two inches of black rubber muffling my startled cry.
“That’s what it’s there for,” he rumbled, eyes gleaming. “So you won’t make a peep as I fly this plane. The people in the control tower can hear, you know. Not this very second, but I can’t be on mute forever.”
And with that, he fastened the metal buckles around my head, pushing my shoulders away to take in his handiwork.
“Beautiful,” he complimented. “Perfect.”
My brown eyes stared back at his. Because this was filthy, rolling in the gutter type dirty. I had a penis-shaped gag in my mouth, the tiny dildo stuffed in my throat. My curves were on display in the merest scraps of lace. And even worse? We were going to do it as he flew a plane.
But Mr. Tanning was experienced.
“Good sweetheart,” he rumbled. “Glad we got that settled. Now straddle me sweet girl, and let me play with that pussy.”
Oh god, oh god. Yes, this is what I needed. So as he leaned back in the pilot’s seat, I threw one leg over his hips so that we faced once another.
“Let’s get you out of this, hmm?” he asked, unfastening my bra.
I could only nod wordlessly, the gag impeding my mouth.
