Leashed Stories

The private jet finished taxiing to a nearby hangar. Maxine, the flight attendant, brought me a glass of milk, which I immediately drank as I was parched after the flight and the oral stimulation I had provided to Maxine's cunt and ass. The first gulp alerted me that this was not milk. It was warm and bubbly and coated my mouth with a familiar stickiness. Maxine said, "A little gift from your new Masters. They asked me to...