Billionaire's Wondrous Flight to Paradise (A BDSM Erotica Story) by Jenevieve DeBeers Read Free Book Online Page A

good.  Almost too much.
                "Now we're going to give you that gang bang you requested," he said, leering down at her.  "You know I really do own you."
                She almost said, I know, Master , but clamped her teeth shut and just groaned.
                The notorious rapper started the gangbang off right, fucking her until her mind shut down.  The others followed, taking their time and enjoying her body to the fullest.  It took the rest of the flight to LA, and ended with Big.  And when the pilot announced they had to fasten their seatbelts for landing, the rapper and crew stood in a circle around her and jacked off.
                Hilary squirmed and writhed helplessly within her bonds, as countless dollops of cum splattered all over her, from face to toes.  They seemed most intent on cumming in her face and all over her tits.
                "It's raining cum, baby," Sups said, laughing.  "Bukkake is the final humiliation, Wondrous Woman, after conquering and taming you.  Now you are ready to walk the mean streets as our slave whore."
                They quickly dressed and were buckled into their seats before the jet touched down.  Hilary was left bound spread-eagle on the floor.  The cooling cum was oddly stimulating, and she just lay there savoring the aftershocks of all the climaxes she experienced.
                While the jet taxied, and everyone got ready to disembark, Kendra dropped to one knee beside her.  She held up the butt plug Hilary kept in the carry-on.
                "We're going to leave you like this, Wondrous Woman, or Hilary, or whoever you think you are," Kendra said.  She rolled the butt plug's business end in the cum pooling between Hilary's boobs.  Once lubricated, she slowly worked it up into the billionairess' ass.  It was a big one, and didn't go in easily.  It never did, which was the appeal.  "Comfy?"
                "Bitch," Hilary groaned out.
                The men started moving toward the main hatch.  Someone outside was opening it, so the stairs must have already been pushed up.  In her condition, Hilary had a hard time keeping track of time.  It seemed to be moving so damned slowly.
                "Then you're going to really love this," La Toya said, holding the vibrating dildo.  She turned it on, and slowly thrust it deep into Hilary's pussy.
                "Ooooh," Hilary groaned, eyes closing and back arching up dramatically.  She strained at all of her bindings, and then her body erupted.  "Uuughhh."
                The women left her, and Sups stepped up and looked her over with relish.  She gazed up through hooded eyes, mind spinning, and struggling to regain control of herself.
                "You were damned good, Hilary.  That's the most fun I've ever had."
                Another orgasm consumed her.  When she opened her eyes Sups was gone, and DJ Ray was walking up.  He looked her over with relish, licking his lips.
                "I really do own you, Hilary," he said.  "I'll let you have your little vacation in Hawaii, but we both know I'll be back to claim you.  Make sure you're ready, slave."
                All she could do was tremble and squeak.  Part of her screamed that no man owned her, and another wondered why he wasn't taking her with him.  But then another climax hit, and halfway through she blacked out.

                "Ms Ashworth!  Wake up, Ms Ashworth," the pilot said.
                Hilary frowned, feeling so tired and achy.  Why couldn't she move?  Then she remembered.  Her eyes popped open to find the pilot, co-pilot, and navigator hovering over here.
                "Should I call the police, Ms Ashworth?"
                Hilary looked around the cabin the best she could in that position.  They were the only ones there.  She