She shook awake from her short trance just as she heard the speakers announce loudly that the descent was about to begin.
She wanted so badly to climax, bringing and end to the fiery frenzy boiling deep inside her; but as she came close an attendant politely knocked on the bathroom door, letting her know she needed to return to her seat.
She looked over to her shoulder pack and her heart quickened. She unzipped it and looked at the attire there. Each piece carefully picked so that it accentuated her curves. She knew the casualness of the clothing she had on at the moment would never be worn again, so as she removed each piece she threw it in the wastebasket. Her cotton baggy t-shirt and her baggy cotton pants, panties, and plain bra. She knew once she got off the plane she was leaving her old self behind and the new feminine, sexual slave would be born. She would never hide herself again.
Melissa felt sad in a way, she knew that this was coming. Her eyes misted a bit at the thought of the death of her old self. She knew that she would mourn it in a sense. She knew how afraid she was of her new life, how exciting it was to her at the same time. To begin exploring uncharted areas inside herself. How could she not have some fears as to what she may find? How could she not absolutely be so excited that they would be drawn out of her and that she would finally get to really know herself?
This was what she dreamed about, and fantasized about. To allow the sexual energy flow from her instead of bottling it up the way she had all her life. She had denied her sluttishness for so long it was slowly killing her and suppressing other qualities. It had caused her to back away from people and become introverted. The sexual power she had over men was unbelievable. It took nothing for her to sway men into discussing it, and acting it out. Fulfilling their mutual dreams if she felt like it. She knew of what she was capable and she knew how desirable she was. Pushing it to the extremes to her advantage.
She pulled out the black mini skirt from her bag and slid it up her slender legs to her waist where it sat comfortably. Brian had told her what he wanted her to wear. What he wanted to see her in immediately after she got off the plane. To her it was a test of her compliance and the giving of herself to him, and sign of change for her life. An awakening.
She played with her new skirt for a few seconds getting it to look just right. Grinning evilly as the fact she had no underwear on underneath increased her arousal. The gentleman sitting next to her on the plane might possibly see if she moved the wrong way just a little.
“God I’m so damn aroused, Brian, you just wait till I get off this plane. I am gonna make you cum so incredibly hard you won’t know where you are.” she said to herself.
She quickly put on a hot pink low cut blouse and looked at herself in the mirror. Her heart was pounding at the way she looked. The blouse was low cut enough that you could see her breasts if she leaned over enough. And the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra and her brown nipples were clearly visible to see would definitely turn a few heads. Her stomach was doing that butterfly dance again at the thought of walking out in front of those people on the plane and slipping back into her seat. What would they think of her new look? How many men would be aroused seeing her showing so much skin? Which ones would jerk themselves off or fuck their wives with the image subconsciously planted in their minds?
The thoughts caused her to giggle again. She teased her hair a bit. Put on her black high heeled shoes. Grabbed her bag and walked out of the washroom. As she shut the door behind her, she murmured a small “goodbye” to her old self and strutted back to her seat.
As she walked down the isle, she could feel the eyes on her. She felt slightly uncomfortable at first and wanted to run back to that washroom and recover her old clothing. She fought herself. This was the beginning of the war she was going to fight and she had no plans of losing it. She turned around quickly and smiled at those staring. She even smiled at the old lady sneering near the back on the other side of the plane. She had popped her head above the seat just so she could have a good look at the change of clothing. Melissa could hear her mumbling and making small protesting noises.
She continued her walk to her seat. Very aware of the watching eyes as she came to her row of seats and excused herself so she could get by. The gentleman sitting beside her was very surprised and you could see a half-hidden grin appearing on his face as he looked her up and down quickly. She shuffled close, putting her hands on her thighs to squeeze by. She couldn’t help but raise the skirt just a little. It gave him a slight glance at the top of her thighs. There was no doubt in her mind he was looking. She could feel his eyes on her. Knowing she had his attention she bent over slightly making a motion to sit in her seat. The man’s head jerked back in shock. He must have got a nice glance at her cunt from behind, the exact result she wanted. It made her face twist into a devilish grin and sent electric shocks through her already wet pussy. If he was any closer he could smell her. If he hadn’t already.
Melissa was laughing inside. She couldn’t believe what she just did. But it came so natural. It was almost automatic. She just loved to make cocks hard around her. Make men and women desire her and she knew exactly how to push their buttons. She couldn’t wait to really let go and show her master what she could do. The partners she could bring them both home to enjoy. To have him watch her use her sexuality and charm and persuade them to have sex with her. To watch as he fucked another woman and spilled his sperm inside her belly was more than she could bear thinking about. It made her lightheaded.
She smiled as she felt the plane tilt forward. The descent now closer. There was no turning around. It made her feel incredibly relieved and scared at the same time. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was getting into. All Melissa knew was that her mind was open and she was prepared to take on any challenge her Master brought to her.
Her hands began to shake and her chest felt so light. She was incredibly nervous. Her hands were clammy and she could feel heat flushes across her face. She thought she was going to pass out. She could feel the slight popping in her ears as the plane came closer to the ground.
Her thoughts settled on what she would say to Brian as she met him in the terminal. She was absolutely lost. Unsure of what to say, mostly shocked with disbelief that she had actually made it to him after all the time that had passed since they met.
Melissa tried to calm herself. Closing her eyes for a few seconds as the plane touched the ground and began to taxi across to its destination. With the plane coming to a halt she removed her things from the cupboard above and began to shuffle down the aisle behind the other passengers.
She grinned and winked and the gentleman sitting beside her. He was fixated and was gazing back at her from a few people ahead in the line up. His eyes staring almost constantly at her. She knew what he wanted and she could have given it to him easily enough. She toyed with him though. Something she surely enjoyed doing. It gave her a sense of incredible power.
Something she also knew was that she could please, and that gave her incredible satisfaction. Knowing what a good slut she was. She was prepared to do anything asked of her but only for those worthy of what she had to offer. Her master was the one and only she had met so far. She would do anything or anyone he wanted.
She headed off the plane and walked through the ramp into the terminal area. She waited in line to go through customs knowing he would be somewhere on the other side of the barriers.
Everyone passing by glanced at her. Some stared and others smiled. Some of the guys flirted and tried to approach her. She smiled and turned her head away. She could feel the heat in her cheeks as she blushed. She ignored them and focused on getting through the formalities. She could feel herself tiring slightly from the trip and the long wait in the line up. Finally she got through and recovered her luggage from the carrier and began looking for him.
She could remember what he looked like from the photos he sent her. Although he mentioned they were a few years older, she thought she could pick him out. All she had to do was look into his eyes and she would know right away.
And then she saw him.
Melissa thought she was gonna pass out. She felt like all the blood in her body had rushed into her head. Her heart was pounding so rapidly it hurt.
He began to walk towards her and as he did he smiled widely. She walked towards him quickly and her mind began to feel a buzzing sensation. It seemed as if she was in a dream state. Her eyes felt as if they were slightly clouded and she was incredibly lightheaded.
For a moment, she felt unbelievably shy. She had no idea where that came from. Melissa looked into his eyes and they both paused just to look at each other for a moment.
“Hi Bitch”, he said in a provocative voice.
That was it for Melissa. She dropped her luggage where she stood and wrapped her arms around Brian. She had waited for this moment for so long. She could feel the tears beginning to stream down her face. She pulled her head off Brian’s shoulder and then just kissed him deeply.
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