Billionaire's Wondrous Flight to Paradise (A BDSM Erotica Story) Page 2

  And then he kissed her on the corner of her mouth.

  "Oh, my, it's…it's nice to meet you, Sups," she said, feeling discombobulated and all tingly hot inside. She thought about the vibrator in her carry-on, and knew there would be no joy coming from there on that flight. Maybe over the Pacific, once she was finally alone. "Make yourself at home."

  Hilary wiggled out of his arms, and put a few feet between them. Men like Sups were dangerous. They made her feel vulnerable and sexy.

  "Yes. Everyone please find a seat. We'll be taking off as soon as the luggage is loaded up below, and I tell the pilot of our little detour," she said, heading towards the cockpit. It occurred to her as she noticed all of those hungry eyes watching her walk by, Cockpit? I seem to have gotten myself stuck in a big pit of cocks. She glanced back at DJ Ray and Sups, both of whom were watching her butt with lusty faces. Big hungry cocks.

  After speaking with the flight crew, she returned to find DJ Ray on a couch with a girl snuggled up to either side. Sups was sitting in the chair she'd sat in earlier, and the others were scattered about.

  "Okay, the pilot has to file a new flight plan, but he promises that won't take too long," she said, standing in the middle of the cabin. "I'm afraid I don't drink when alone, so didn't bother bringing anything stronger than bottled water. Sorry. I can check for food, but I'm not sure there's any. But we do have plenty of entertainment. Movies. TV. We have all of the cable channels."

  "Hey, Wondie, why don't you model your Wondrous Woman costume for us?" Sups said, wagging his brows.

  That left her speechless. The suggestion piqued everyone's interest, even Kendra's. Hilary did some modeling at charity events, and always loved being the center of attention as men and women ogled her. Well, the men ogled her, and the women coveted the designer clothes she was modeling. So Sups' suggestion had some appeal to her, as well, but she knew deep down that it would just lead to…trouble.

  The very thought of the kind of trouble she'd find herself in left her mind numb and body raging. Juices flowed, making her twat throb and ache. She did not do chaste well, and ten weeks was a record for her.

  "Well now, Sups, you know that would just lead to me getting my butt captured," she said, putting way more sexual oomph into her voice than she meant. As his excitement spiked, her eyes widened and her mouth went dry. His eyes caught and held hers, and it was electric. It wasn't easy to break free of it. "Oh my. Is it hot in here? Let me check the thermostat back in the bedroom."

  Sups reached out and patted her butt as she passed, "Tell Wondrous Woman to be careful, Briana King, since this plane if full of evil, wicked white slavers."

  That sucked the air out of her lungs. She walked into the bedroom on unsteady legs and closed the door. Hilary felt her face heating up, knowing it was terribly rude to leave her guests and then close the door. But she needed some alone time to pull herself back together.

  That man is making me crazy, she thought. Her eyes fell on the carry-on. She licked her lips, and felt tremors deep in her belly. Crossing her legs, she squeezed her achy pussy and squirmed as sexy super heroine in peril scenario after scenario raced through her mind. Hogtied in just the tiara and boots while DJ Ray banged her from behind and Sups forced her to give him deep throat. La Toya and Kendra holding her down, kissing and fondling her while the men lined up and gangbanged her stupid. When the jet started to taxi, she was able to shake herself out of those sexy fantasies. No. No. No. I must be strong. I've never cheated in my life.

  Then a vision filled her mind of a sexy young Hawaiian beauty in nothing but coconut bra and grass skirt, kneeling and giving Curtis a blowjob while he spoke on the phone with her.

  Something stirred deep within as her jet stopped. She glanced out the window to find they were on the runway, about to take off. She knew she had to get to a seat and get buckled in, but she reached for her carry-on instead. As the jet began racing down the runway, she opened the carry-on and pulled out a red stiletto boot. It had a white stripe up the front, and a red sole. Christian Louboutin custom made it just for her.

  When the nose lifted and they became airborne, Hilary was pushed to her back upon the bed. A wicked smile spread across her face. She kicked off her pumps, and struggled to sit up. First she put on the boots, then she shed the designer suit.

  "I'm probably going to regret this," she whispered, and slid the blue, star-spangled thong bottoms of the sexed up version of her Wondrous Woman costume up her long legs. The tight, red corset top, with shiny gold trim and decorations, was much harder to put on, but she finally got it zipped up in back. After adjusting her breasts so they were displayed to the sexiest max, she put on the wide bracelets and golden "power" belt. Her golden, magic lasso hung off the belt. Finally, she put on the golden tiara, with the iconic red ruby front and center, and looked herself over. "I'm dressed to thrill."

  After putting on her brightest red lipstick, she called the cockpit. Hilary advised them to stay in their area and do not disturb her or her guest for any reason short of an emergency.

  Hilary hesitated with her hand on the doorknob. She took a deep, steadying breath. Her super heroine capture sexplay with Curtis was always very intense, so she could only imagine what it would be like with eight men and two women. Her skin was already prickling with sweat. Hilary's belly quivered, all hot, mushy, and fluttery.

  Snatching the door open, before she could change her mind, Hilary stepped out into the cabin as Wondrous Woman. She felt energized and alive, and so damned sexy as they just gawked at her. Strutting to the middle of the cabin, she gave them her most fierce look, all full of disapproval and righteous contempt.

  "Know fear, evildoers," she declared. "Wondrous Woman is here."

  "Oh my God!" Sups cried.

  "That's right, Sups," she said, stepping over to him and striking a haughty pose, hands on hips, chin high, chest thrust out. "Your big pimping days are over. You have used and abused, and forced into vile prostitution your last beautiful young woman."

  "That remains to be seen, Wondrous Woman," Sups said, standing and taking an aggressive stance. He covertly motioned to the two women with the rapper. "You're not the first super heroine to make the mistake of challenging us. A dozen of your costumed sisters are now languishing in sexual slavery in Third World brothels, selling their sweet round butts to any man with enough cash."

  Kendra and La Toya looked a little doubtful, but dutifully crept around behind Wondrous Woman. She dismissed the two delicate beauties, as a powerful, invincible super heroine would. The other men were all clearly excited, and knew they were going to get between her legs, but most seemed unsure what to do next. Sups didn't have that problem.

  "How dare you! You'll pay dearly for your crimes, miscreant."

  The rapper's two playthings each grabbed an arm. Wondrous Woman gasped, and then growled as she struggled within their grasp. She made those girls work for it, by really trying hard to break free.

  "Take her belt off!" DJ Ray called. "That'll de-power her!"

  Kendra reached for the two-snap closure at the small of Wondrous Woman's back. The sexy super heroine was able to break free of the blonde's remaining hand, but La Toya released her arm and grabbed the belt. There was a brief struggle, but the belt came loose.

  "I got it!" La Toya cried, and tossed it away when Wondrous Woman tried to take it back.

  "Ah! Curse you all!" Wondrous Woman cried when Kendra slipped an arm through the super heroine's elbows, and held her arms back tightly. La Toya stepped up close, and faked punching her in the belly a few times. "Ugh! Ugh! Stop it! Ugh! I demand you release me this instant!"

  La Toya palmed her pubic mount, "The only thing we're going to release is your libido,

  Wondrous Bitch."

  Her other hand reached up and flipped Wondrous Woman's breast cups down and exposed her naked tits. There was an audible gasp from the men, and she felt the sexual tension intensify in the cabin. Biting her lip, the beautiful super heroine looked around the cabin at all of the lusty faces. She couldn't breathe for a long moment, heart pounding as visions of gangbanging filled her mind.

  "Kiss her," DJ Ray said.

  The beautiful African-American didn't hesitate. She claimed the super heroine's lips in a deep, lingering kiss. At the same time, her fingers slipped under the blue, star-spangled thong and caressed her slippery wet pussy lips. Wondrous Woman's body tensed as ripples stirred up the most amazing sensations deep in her belly and loins. La Toya went straight for the clit when Wondrous Woman broke free of their kiss.

  "Aaiiee," Wondrous Woman cried, eyes rolling up as her back bowed. La Toya rubbed and flicked her clit perfectly, pushing her to the very brink. Super heroine sex games always super charged Hilary's libido, making her so sensitive to touch. "Stop! Stop! Too much!"

  Instead, La Toya lowered her face and sucked in a hard, erect nipple. Her free hand began rolling the other nipple between two fingers. Wondrous Woman gasped and groaned, squirming more than struggling now.

  "I think she's actually going to come," Kendra said.

  "I know, right?" La Toya said, increasing the intensity.

  Wondrous Woman used their distraction, and suddenly twisted and turned. Breaking free of Kendra, she shoved La Toya back into Sups. Ducking and faking left, she darted over to her discarded power belt. Snatching it up, she assumed a dramatic, haughty stance and slowly snapped it back in place around her narrow waist before pulling her costume top back over her tits. She gave them her most contemptuous look.

  "Just like a gang of sleazy white slavers, going straight to sex," she said. Stepping forward, Wondrous Woman pulled free the golden lasso coiled and hanging from her golden belt. "I highly suggest you miscreants surrender now. I don't want to beat you all into submission, but I will. I might even enjoy it a little too much." She held up her lasso. "And this lasso is magical, and with it I can force you to obey my every command. You will tell me exactly how to find and rescue my fallen comrades in crime fighting."

  Sups lunged at her. Wondrous Woman lashed out with a red booted foot, and he faked being struck and stumbled back to fall into his chair. She cast a contemptuous smile on him, but sobered up and gave them a very severe look when DJ Ray and the other men stood up to confront her. All seemed eager to play, except maybe Jamal. He looked a little confused, but was playing along. DJ Ray's two sex toys, La Toya and Kendra, moved to either side and slightly behind the super heroine.

  "DJ Ray, you and your misogynistic gangbangers are no match for my superior strength, agility, and speed," Wondrous Woman sneered. "I have the strength of ten men, which leaves you short by two. Tough luck. So I give you this one last chance to surrender quietly and avoid a major beat down."

  "You know I always like to take the hard way, Wondrous Woman," DJ Ray said, looking her up and down with the lustiest look she'd ever seen on a man. It sent a thrill up her spine, and made it just a little bit harder to breathe. Her baby blues fell upon his crotch, and the huge bulge there. "Unfortunately for you, O Princess of Power, it'll be your sweet round ass that falls today. And then we're going to dog that ass big time, before I start pimping you off on the mean streets."

  Shaking her head woefully, she slowly stepped closer to him. Pulling free more rope from the golden coil, she prepared to lasso him and put the evil white slaver under her magical power.

  "Drake, take her," DJ Ray commanded.

  Wondrous Woman didn't know who Drake was, but froze and waited to see who moved. A fierce looking man with dragon tattoos covering both arms stepped out of the line and smiled with wicked glee. Her belly tightened as she took the lasso into one hand and steeled herself for a sudden attack. Drake didn't make her wait long.

  "Hai!" he cried, and charged her.

  One hand reaching out ahead of the other, she seized it and flipped him over her hip. Drake landed on his butt next to her, with a look of surprise. She quickly looped the lasso around him three times, and pulled it tight.

  "Freeze," she commanded. "You are under my power now, evildoer. You will just sit there and not move."

  "Yes, Wondrous Woman," he said like he was hypnotized.

  She smiled and removed the lasso. Slanting a smug look at DJ Ray, "And that's how easy it is for me. This is your last chance." He just grinned wickedly at her. "Very well. I'm here to give you what you so richly deserve!"

  Sups surprised her by charging her from the side, when she considered him out for a bit more. As she turned to confront him, the others moved towards her, too. For a brief second she felt discombobulated. She hesitated, and knew it was too late for her now. But a super heroine had to fight to the bitter end, no matter what. So she threw the lasso at Sups, trying to get a loop around him and thus get power over him.

  "Ha!" Sups cried triumphantly. He caught the rope in one hand, planted a foot and spun around like a running back avoiding a tackle, and passed behind Wondrous Woman. The magic lasso trailed behind him. "You are mine!"

  Before she knew what happened, Sups was in front of her with his end of the lasso in hand. He grinned at her, and pulled it tight. Wondrous Woman felt the rope tighten around her torso, and her baby blues widened.

  "Freeze, Wondrous Woman!" Sups commanded.

  "Oh!" she cried, and obeyed.

  "You caught her," DJ Ray cried joyously.

  "Yes I did," Sups said, looking her up and down as he licked his lips. "Wondrous Woman, stand at attention. Arms at your side, chin up, chest out."

  She obeyed, heart pounding while her pussy filled with juices, aching and throbbing with need. Her whole body was tingling like never before. Sups caught her eyes, their connection so intense she lost her breath and started panting through slightly parted lips. He cupped her face in both hands and slowly traced her lips with the tip of his tongue. The others began stroking her arms, hair, hips, and butt.

  "Wondrous Woman, say, 'I'm a big-titted bimbo,'" Sups commanded.

  "I-I am a b-big-titted bimbo," she whispered.

  "Louder."

  "I'm a big-titted bimbo."

  Someone behind her unzipped her top, and pulled it away. She felt her boobs drop and jiggle. The cool air caressed her overheated skin. Her nipples tightened up a bit more, and she knew they were standing at attention just like she was. Hands came around from behind, grabbing her boobs. She could tell they were from two different men, and though they both fondled her rather roughly, they did so very differently.

  "Say, 'I'm a hot, horny whore, Master.'"

  "I'm a hot, horny whore, Master," she repeated, eyes widening even more as he moved in for the kiss. A long overdue kiss, she thought. Their heads tilted, and their lips slowly pressed together. She groaned long and low as his lips caressed hers a few times, and then pressed firmly before sliding and gliding all around. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, and they played like that a long moment. "Mmmmmm."

  Soft, feminine hands slid her blue, star-spangled bottoms down her legs during his kiss, and then Wondrous Woman felt the woman kiss and lightly bite both butt cheeks. Big, rough masculine hands were immediately all over her from waist to knees, including fingers up her pussy and ass. The kiss, combined with all those bold hands all over her body and inside her most intimate places, left her mind spinning and growing numb.

  Sups locked eyes with her again. "Say, 'I am your sex slave, Master.'"

  "I am your sex slave, Master," Wondrous Woman whispered, voice deep and sex husky. She kissed his chest, then licked it. She loved the taste of him, his smell, and domineering presence over her. Hilary trembled, feeling so small and helpless and oh so vulnerably sexy. "Hera help me, I am yours!"

  "Damn! I want to fuck you so bad," he growled, kissed her, and looked over his shoulder. "Hey, Ray, you mind if I fuck her first?"

  DJ Ray was sitting again, with the two girls snuggled up to either side of him. Now though, both women were topless, wearing only thongs, jewelry, and high heels. La Toya had his cock out and was stroking it. When Sups addressed the rapper, the others stepped back. Wondrous Woman stood there, swaying slightly and panting, her mind spinning and entire body hot and tingly.

  That's the biggest dick I've ever seen, Hilary thought. She swallowed to loosen her throat, licked her lips, and said as Wondrous Woman, "You will pay dearly for this outrage, DJ Ray. I am a respected and beloved super heroine. I will be avenged."

  The rapper slowly looked her up and down, a big lusty smile on his face. He held out a hand.

  "Give him the golden lasso, Sups," he rumbled. Wondrous Woman's captor looped the lasso around her twice more, and then reluctantly handed his boss the power to control the sexy super heroine's every action, the power even to transform her very mind. She sucked in a sharp breath when his huge hand took the rope. "Wondrous Woman, I am you master."

  "You are my master," she said, voice deep, husky, and breathy.

  She wasn’t acting. Her twat throbbed and she couldn't keep her eyes from his ginormous cock. Beads of pre-cum rolled down it. She'd never seen so much pre-cum, and it made her wonder how much cum he produced. That thought made her mouth water and pussy ache.

  "Kneel," he said. Wondrous Woman dropped to her knees before the huge rapper. "All fours." She obeyed. The golden lasso was pushed up her body, to just hang loosely from her neck. "Bark like a dog."

  "Arf!" she said. "Arf! Arf!"

  "A big dog."

  She dug deep, "Ruff! Ruff!"

  "Better," he said, and grinned. "Look at you. Always so proud and haughty. Now you've been brought down to your hands and knees, a mere sex slave. Now crawl to me, and make it hot and sexy."

  She had to close her eyes as a thrill raced up her spine, and her whole body shuddered. When Wondrous Woman opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was DJ Ray's cock, now all shiny black from La Toya spreading his pre-cum while she stroked him.

  That monster is going to fill me up until it hurts, she thought. Wondrous Woman lifted her eyes to his, and froze when their connection sizzled. Their mutual needs and desires crackled, and super-heated her mushy, fluttery insides. She crawled to him with all of the sensual, feline grace she could muster. Kendra's eyes widened and men of his crew gasped and groaned.

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