Contemporary / Gangbang / Double penetration /Anal/ Spanking-punishment
Airport security scanned my body and took possession of my
curves! After the X-ray detector revealed not only what was beneath my clothes,
but the naughty secret hidden in my carry-on bag, I was pulled to the back room
for an investigation—and the hot, horny guards were very thorough. After a
demonstration of my sex toys, they took turns giving me a full body search and punishing
me for being such a sexy distraction from their work.
Excerpt:
The dark man hefted my suitcase up onto the desk, unzipped
it, and flipped open the lid. I swallowed hard at the nasty assortment of
goodies they were getting an eyeful. They probably thought I was either a porn
star or a hooker.
“Quite an interesting X-ray scan you treated us all to,” the
dark man said.
“Metal weapons are prohibited on flights,” the blond added,
reaching in and extracting a long, silvery cylinder.
“That’s not a weapon!” I exclaimed. “It’s, uh, the
Liberator. One of my best-selling products.”
He eyed the long shaft with the bullet-shaped head. “It is a weapon, depending on how you look
at it.”
He thumbed a switch and the vibrator turned on, the buzzing
breaking silence in the room. Perspiration broke out on my brow as the four men
eyed me with expressions I couldn’t quite fathom. I was in trouble, that much
was clear. But what kind, and exactly what they planned to do about it,
remained to be seen.
One of the other, sinfully sexy guards reached in and lifted
out a pair of red thong panties. “Going somewhere special with all this?” he
asked.
“It’s for my business,” I said. “But it’s not what you
think.”
He snorted. “Oh, I’m sure it’s exactly what we think.”
“I sell toys,” I said, shifting my weight from one foot to
the other. “Those are all sample items that I use for demonstration at my
hostess parties.”
A pair of handcuffs came out next, and the blond spun them
around a large finger. Glances were traded, and his brows lifted. “So prove it.
Demonstrate.”
“What, now? Are you serious?”
His smoldering eyes darkened. “Do we somehow not look
serious?”
My eyes darted between all the men, who stood staring at me.
I smoothed my skirt, which didn’t quite stretch down to mid-thigh, and cleared
my throat.
“Well,” I said, pointing at the bag. “If I may?”
He nodded, and I reached in for one of the items. “This is
the Spank-Me-Good twelve-inch paddle.” I affected my most businesslike tone and
slapped the thing against my palm. “Padded leather, soft, but delivers a solid
sting and satisfying sound.” I tossed it back and grabbed another object,
stretching the pink rubber ring between my fingers. “This is the Bliss-3-Ways
vibrating cock ring, usable either on cock, tongue, or fingers.”
I started to put it back, but the blond reached over and
grabbed my wrist. “I said demonstrate.”
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