The business trip - Chapter Two

Some time later Katie and George were in the boarding lounge ready to be called forward to the business class. Katie’s enthusiasm for the trip were marred by her extremely tender bottom which had her wincing at every touch and by the fact that George, although polite was not in a very friendly mood. Katie knew better than to bug him to talk to her and tried to remain cheerful. She smiled at the Russian air hostess who showed them to their seats but couldn’t restrain an ouch as she moved across to the window seat. “Are you alright Miss?” asked the girl in concern. “Yes, I’m fine thanks” Katie assured her with a nervous glance at George to see if he had noticed. He paid her no attention and simply studied the in flight magazine as if she was not there. Katie’s eyes burned, she hated being ignored but she knew that as a secretary she had no right to expect him to talk to her, let alone as a submissive.

When the plane was airborne George broke the silence, “put a blanket over us” he ordered. In surprise Katie did so, looking at him for further instructions. He smiled at her for the first time that day. “I am going to put my hand under your skirt and play with your pussy, is it wet?” Katie smiled back hesitantly “its always wet Sir” “good girl, I am going to play with you till you are about to climax, you will look at your magazine as if nothing is happening, you will not cum until I tell you that you can and then you must be discrete so as not to draw attention to yourself, do you understand”. Katie nodded her head, “yes Sir” she whispered under her breath in case any one should hear her.

She felt his hand his hand probe deep between her legs and she gasped and closed her eyes. A firm squeeze of her clit opened her eyes wide. “That will not do Katie; you must keep your eyes open and not make a sound. You must behave as if nothing is going on. I will not tell you again” Katie stared at him, she could not believe that he was doing this to her in public but she murmured, “yes sir”
His fingers slid back between her legs, aiming straight at her clit. In spite of feeling self-conscious she was amazed at how turned on she was. She gazed up the aisle at the air hostess who she had spoken to earlier. The girl smiled at her but Katie dropped her eyes to the magazine. His fingers were stroking her thighs, seeking and finding her clitoris and then moving on again to explore elsewhere. Katie’s face was flushed and her pussy was dripping wet. George looked unconcerned as he sank his finger into her just as the hostess arrived to ask what drinks they required.

“What would you like Katie” he asked as he stroked her clit gently with his finger. Katie was finding it hard to concentrate “err, um” she stammered, trying not to squirm or pant with desire. “Katie” Georges voice was harder this time “come on, the lady has not got all day” A hard squeeze of the clit accompanied his comment and Katie only just managed to turn a strangled ouch into “orange juice please”. The air hostess took in her flushed face and discomfort and smiled sympathetically at her as she handed out the drinks. George took a sip of whisky and resumed the exploring of Katie’s hot wet pussy, “you are soaking wet, do you like this” Katie resisted the temptation to slump back in her chair and spread her legs wide,”oh god, yes sir, please can I cum” George squeezed her clit again “you had better not cum, young lady or you will get a very hard spanking when we get to the hotel.” Katie looked at him in desperation as she felt two fingers slide into her, “please Sir, I need to cum Sir,” she whispered in his ear, turning slightly in her seat to see him better. George took his hand away and wiped it on a serviette. “Little girls who talk to me in that whiny voice, certainly don’t get to orgasm, now sit up and drink your juice”

Katie sipped her orange juice, back to being ignored while George watched some in flight entertainment. She glanced at him to see if he was paying attention before sliding her hand under the blanket towards her throbbing and enlarged clitoris. “Don’t you dare” snapped George taking Katie by surprise as he gripped her arm and pulled it back into the open. “You have just earned your self a good hard session with the clothes brush when we get in.” Katie choked back a sob; she was desperate for release, as she had not been allowed to touch herself for four days leading up to the trip and now the stimulation he had given her was making her reckless. The pair sat in silence for half an hour before Katie felt his hand touching her thighs again, “no Sir please, I can’t Sir” she begged as his finger pressed hard against her clit. The feelings sprung back and in no time at all she was close to the edge. George watched her in amusement as she tried to keep her face and emotions under control while he frigged her into frenzy. “How much do you want to cum Katie?” he whispered in her ear. “Oh please Sir, I need to, I am going mad Sir, Pleease” Again George removed his hand, “I don’t think you need to enough, you are still thinking about what you want, not what I want. Perhaps some time contemplating that may make you more submissive”

Silence resumed as Katie thought about what he had said. She knew what he was referring to and she was embarrassed that she had not realised earlier. “Is it alright if I go to the toilet Sir?” she asked, wondering if such a request was needed but playing it safe just in case. George took a small box out of his bag and handed it to her. “You are not to touch yourself while in the toilet, you may dry your pussy and then put these in, and I want the control clipped to your skirt next to me, is that clear” Katie nodded as she eased into a standing position and made her way down the aisle.

The friendly hostess was standing by the toilet and she greeted Katie with a knowing smile “is everything alright Miss” she asked in her accented English. Katie looked at her name badge “yes thanks, my name is Tanya too” The hostess looked puzzled, I thought the man called you Katie”. Katie smiled, “full name Tanya Catherine, but first boyfriend was Russian and had a sister called Tanya so he chose Katie, now I prefer it,” “I see, so you don’t like my name” Tanya pretended to be offended but just giggled at Katie’s face. “So is the man your boyfriend” Katie smiled “he is my boss,” “ah, yes but he plays with you though yes??” Katie laughed, “Are you allowed to ask your passengers things like this” Tanya smirked at her “not all passengers get their pussies played with while I watch” Katie’s face went bright red and she looked round to see if anyone else could hear. “Don’t worry Katie, you were very discrete, I only noticed because I was watching the pair of you, trying to suss out your relationship” Katie shook her head, “he is not going to be happy if he knows that you know, you wont say anything will you?” Tanya laughed “of course not silly, it gave me a massive thrill, had to go in the galley and give myself a quick play, did you ever get to cum” Katie could not believe she was having this conversation “I can’t tell you stuff like that” Tanya nodded sagely, “so you didn’t, I thought he was playing games with you, is that why you need the toilet, for a little relief”
Katie shook her head and opened the door abruptly bringing the conversation to an end.

In the tiny cubicle she cleaned herself up and then opened the box. Inside were some vibrating eggs to insert into her pussy. She groaned, the man was evil, what if they fell out with her not wearing knickers, what if the vibrating could be heard by others, what if they made her cum with out permission. Slowly and reluctantly she inserted them being careful not to touch her clit. Just the sensation of them being inside her made her pussy wet again. Taking some calming breaths she walked back to her place and eased herself across George who took the opportunity to give her bottom some hard squeezes. All of a fluster she sat down hastily and pouted at him. “Is something the matter babe,” he asked in mock concern with a big smile on his face. “Nothing the matter Sir, you just have mean ideas sometimes” she huffed trying to get more comfy on the seat. “I thought I told you to contemplate being more submissive, not more cheeky” sighed George. “Mmm, well, those eggs are just evil Sir, you bring out the worst in me” George smiled back at her huffy face “well it’s a good job I like caning your bottom then isn’t it, so I can keep looking for the best in you” Katie glared at him for a moment before smiling back at him. One of the things she liked about Mr Stevens was that she never knew where she was with him; he always had the power to surprise her, as she never knew if he would smile at her naughtiness or give her a spanking.

The blanket was rearranged over their knees but George made no attempt to touch her, instead turning the balls onto vibrate. Deep inside her pussy the sound could not be heard but Katie could definitely feel. She gasped as the control was turned up to high. Glancing up she saw Tanya looking at her from across the plane and she crimsoned again. “Do you like that”? Katie nodded, not trusting herself to speak. George’s finger miraculously found her clit in one easy move and pinched hard. “I asked you a question young lady, I suggest you answer it”. “Yes Sir, I like it very much” The grip was released and a gentle circular motion commenced. Katie opened her legs as wide as the chair would allow, trying to hide her feelings from the knowing eye of Tanya who was still watching her. Georges skillful fingers, coupled with the vibrating eggs and Katie’s desperation had her on the brink of orgasm within moments. “Do you want to cum Katie?” he asked watching the emotions on his secretary’s face. “Only if you want me too Sir” she whispered as she fought her feelings and tried to obey him. “Good girl, you can cum then” George watched in satisfaction as Katie relaxed and climaxed, not even minding that she covered her face with the magazine as she stifled her moans of ecstasy.

As they left the aircraft, Tanya whispered into Katie’s ear, “I’m glad you got to cum, my god it was so horny, my knickers are soaking wet.” Katie couldn’t help but smile at the hostess’s impudence and she waved cheerfully to her as she got onto the transfer bus.