Please read the previous chapters, it helps with the story line. I hope that you enjoy.
I walked into the terminal and scanned the area. I couldn’t see Master John anywhere. I moved myself into a corner and put my bags down. I had my carry on bag top of my case that I had collected from the baggage area. I decided to find my phone and send my ‘task’ pictures to my Master while I waited for Master John.
I remembered Master John had told me he wanted my panties when he arrived. I quickly looked around the area to see if anyone was looking, then slipped my panties off and put them in my coat pocket.
I bent over to get my phone out of my carry on. I could feel him standing behind me. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear.
"Have you got something for me slut?" he asked.
My pussy got wet when I heard his voice. I felt his hand touch mine and I shivered. I slipped my hand into my pocket and took out my thong and pressed it into his hand. I heard him take a deep breath smelling it and putting it in his pocket.
"That’s my good slut." He purred in my ear.
He pressed against me I could feel his hard cock on my arse. His hand opened my coat at the split in the back and he moved my skirt up. I felt him caress my arse cheeks, and spread them. He released his cock from his jeans and pressed the head on to my arse hole.
“I hope you have put that lube in your arse my slut, because my cock is going in there right now!”
With one thrust he was inside me … all of him! Master Johns hard cock is no less than 10 inches long and has at least a four and a half inch girth!
I groaned as he withdrew and thrust again. We had both been waiting for a long time for this connection and finally he was inside me. He continued thrusting hard into my arse and talking to me as he did it.
“Do you love that you’re being fucked in the arse in the terminal of the Toronto International?”
“Yes Master John, I love it!”
“Do you love that you’re going to be MY slut for the next week?”
“Mmmmmmm, Yes Master John, I love it.” I gasped panting from his thrusts.
“Do you know that we will be fucking where ever and WHENEVER I want it slut?”
“Oh GOD! Yes Master John, I know that.”
“Do you know your Master has given you to ME, to use as I want slut?”
“Yes Master John, My Master told me before I left.”
“That means I can discipline you, as I wish slut!”
“Yes Master John (oooooooooo god!) I want you to discipline me.”
“Ask for my cum in your arse slut!” he growled in my ear.
“Please Master John, can you give your slut the honour of cumming in your sluts arse, pleeeaaaasseee!”
“Beg your Master slut!”
“I’m begging you Master John, your slut needs your cum in her arse. It will complete your slut to have your cum in your slut’s dirty arse after you have finished fucking it Master John.”
“Arrrrrrrrrgghhhhhhhh!”
I felt him swell in my arse; he thrust and held himself there. His hot cum shooting spurt after spurt into my arse I moaned and panted.
“Give me your plug slut!”
I passed him my butt plug; he withdrew his cock and plugged my arse hole with it so his cum didn’t all drip out.
“Thank your Master now slut!”
“Thank you Master John for giving me your cum in your sluts arse.”
He put his cock back into his jeans and stood me up. I turned and looked at him; with a huge smile on his face he bent over and kissed me hard on the mouth. His kiss turned into passion and I returned the passion as our tongues played with each other. I wasn’t long before we realised we needed air.
“Welcome to Toronto my slut. How was your trip?” He held me in his arms looking at me and grinning.
I laughed, “You wouldn’t believe it if I told you.” I said.
“We you have a week to tell me don’t you my slut.” He grinned. He knew My Master had set me tasks on the way.
“I need to send these pictures to Master before we go anywhere Master John, is that ok? I asked him.
“Of course, let’s sit and you can do that.” He said laughing. He knew that it would be very uncomfortable if I sat right then with the plug in my arse and all that cum and lube.
“I’ll stand thank you Master John.”
I found the images and pressed send. Within minutes my phone rang.
“Hello My Master.” I said smiling.
“Hello My slut, how are you?”
“I’m very good thank you Master.”
“How was your flight?”
“It was good too, thank you.”
“I like the pictures you have sent me slut, good girl!”
“Thank you My Master.”
“I understand you behaved well on the flight, you have made me very proud my slut.”
I knew Robert must have contacted my Master from that statement.
“Thank you My Master.”
“Have you met with John yet?”
“Yes Master, we have just said hello. I wanted to send you the pictures before we left the airport.”
“Ok then, John knows what I require when you get to your hotel My slut. You have made your Master very proud." He said again.
“Thank you My Master, I miss you.”
“I miss you too.” He hung up. Master is never one for long goodbyes.
I looked at Master John, He grinned and stood up. “Shall we?” He said.
He picked up my bags and took my hand, and we walked out of the terminal.
I was grateful for the line of taxis outside the door, it was cold. The wind whipped around us and under my coat, I shivered. Master John looked at the taxis and led me over to one. He opened the door and I slipped in onto the seat. Master and the Driver put my bags in the boot and they both got in. Our hotel was about 45 minutes away from the airport. The driver was a young man in his mid-20’s had a handsome face still a little boyish. He kept looking in his mirror at us and I grinned at him and winked.
“Master John?” I said loud enough for the driver to hear.
“Yes my slut, what is it?”
“I never got to clean your big huge cock after you fucked my arse. May I clean it now?”
“Of course you can my slut!”
He undid his jeans and let me release his cock it was semi hard. He grabbed my hair and pushed my head down to his groin.
“There you go slut, and don’t miss any of it either!”
“Thank you Master John.” I said and licked his cock up and down the shaft. Moaning as it got harder from my tongue.
“See my slut, she loves cocks.” Master said to the driver.
“I see that.” The driver said.
“See the way she takes it in her mouth? He tilted my face a little, so the driver could see his cock half way in my mouth.
“Don’t stop my slut; Master wants you to suck all of your ass juice off it!”
“Mmmeff Mmmmmmaaffta”
“She is the best slut you could wish for.” Master John said to the driver as he pushed my head down further onto his cock.
The driver moaned a little and looked at what I was doing.