It seemed as if the oriental girl from the lounge was not only their airport hostess but also their in flight stewardess as well for she boarded with ...hem and closed and sealed the cabin door behind her. Beyond through a hatchway they could see the pilot making his last minute preparations for departure. The seats were surprisingly comfortable and Daniela settled down at once. She looked highly interested. “This is great! I’ve never flown on one of these before.”Sarah took a seat on the other. To be slaves period. To do choirs; cooking, cleaning, laundry, dishes, etc.A long blonde haired girl is getting caged for the first time. She will be starting her life as a sex slave. She is ready as she has been taught by her elders. Trained in the art of pleasuring men.Her body is perfect. Perky breasts. Pink erect nipples. Pink virgin juicy pussy. Kissable lips (both; labia and mouth). Ass is round and shapely like a heart especially bent over.She is not tied to a bed. She is free to move.. How about letting me take some pictures of you.”I was surprised and extremely flattered that my uncle would want to photograph me. “Thanks, Uncle Dan. I would love that!”My uncle pulled me down from the porch swing and led me back inside the house.“Let’s see here,” he thought aloud. “Why don’t you come over here and sit on this chair?” He pulled one of his wood dining room chairs out into the middle of the room. I followed his direction and sat down.“Should I change clothes, Uncle Dan? I wasn’t. Sir Rube and I met over the internet and decided to play with each other... in the cyber world. Our games have been going on for almost 2 years now. Sir Rube calls me sweet nicknames, and I, of course, always call him Sir. We speak almost daily via emails, chat and webcam. One of our rules is that I am to send Sir Rube a lovely photo of myself every day. There was one particular Tuesday where I simply did not feel like sending the photo. And I figured I would deal with the consequences. Perhaps.