The button to secure the clasps and to start the whipping arm was next to her left hand. She pressed it and the metal clasps tightened around her wris...s and thighs. She loved to be secured in place for her caning as it passed control over to Miss Strictwell, just as she would have passed control over to Miss Morris, her headmistress at sixth form college. Of course, in case anything went wrong Angela set the safety feature, like a safe word, which was that the machine would stop and the clasps. She put her arm round me and guided me to my seat on the plane.It was a going to be a long flight, but Sophie kept my spirits up, she told me, she visited Tokyo many times and loved bringing back Japanese girls to London. She said that in all the places she had flown around the world, she loved Japanese Girls, they were so pretty and she loved there honey coloured skin. I was in awe of her, she was so tall and quite athletic. About three hours into the flight I was falling asleep and Sophie. After about 5 minutes of staring into her eyes, she said she will give me a hand job and that’s it. I quickly dropped my pants and she was surprised to see my 6-inch thick rod. She started stroking it.After 5 minutes I got up from the bed. I said that I wanted to see her naked. She refused first but then she agreed. I removed her dress. She was wearing a black bra and red underwear. She took off her bra but not her panties.I was stunned to see her naked boobs. It was bigger than I thought it. She was 23 years and had a lovely figure. 36-25-38 and was 5’5”. It was after my 12th class and I was at home. Both my parents were working and we had a lot of privacy. I had my eye on her from the day she came and used to masturbate with her in my thoughts at least once a day. She used to clean the floor sitting on it and I could get a good look at her boobs, which were large and inviting.I wanted to fuck her but did not know how to go about seducing her. As luck would have it I was.