Seats twelve including the pilot and copilot.”“Copilot? Who’s that?”Cindy turned and smiled at the couples, “That’d be me.”“Nooooooooo...o,” the guy said. “You girls are putting us on. What’d you do, fly down commercial like we did?”Cindy said, “Wait, I’ll show you.” She fumbled in her purse and pulled out her pilot’s license. I’d studied the beautiful plastic encased license. Along the bottom of the laminated license it listed the categories of aircraft she was checked out in: ASEL, MEL, ATP,. I wanted this girl; I wanted her to experience multiple orgasms, to pay her back for making me cum so hard and turning my body into a quivering mass of sexual ecstasy. I sat up and kissed her on the lips she responded and I gently pressed her down on the bed and began to kiss her face her neck her throat. Jessica moaned as I licked along her jaw to her ear and I gently bit the soft lobe drawing the flesh, before releasing it and moving down to lick along between her ample breasts moving left. Finallythere was a rail of what looked to be fetish clothing; I could seerubber, leather and the even pink silk. The floor seemed to be rubbertiles with the odd stain which may have been blood, I shivered in fear."Strip!" he ordered.As I took off the pink dungarees he moved to the dungeon area andselected what appeared to be a hot pink rubber cat suit. He draped thisover the bondage table and then proceeded to rummage through a set ofdrawers finally producing a large tube on which it said. This frees me from being blackmailed ever again. I also found out what kind of a husband I have and how violent he is. I'll probably get tagged at the divorce proceedings as an adulteress, but I can now start my life over." What does Jas hold over you?" I don't mind telling you now. It always seemed to involve getting me drunk, some ecstasy and then me performing with one or more men. It happened the last year of college and then the first time we went out seven weeks ago. I hated it, but it is.