Showing posts with label Quatar Air. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quatar Air. Show all posts

Monday, June 26, 2017

Bon Voyage, Mistress

 As I write, Mistress is heading to the airport in River City with the Dowager Domme (her mother), for one of those long forced marches through the "dark continent".  Mistress's  sister will be along for the ride, and our youngest daughter will be hooking up with them in about a week.

As you might expect, the Dowager Domme likes to travel in the ultimate in luxury, so she insisted on booking their travel via Qatar air, known for its sumptuous pods and posh food and service.  Never mind that Quatar is now in a spat with its Gulf state neighbors over who coddles terrorists more. So  all that aloft luxury will be extended an hour or so longer as their wide body  dodges Egyptian and Saudi air space.  I hope they get a good look at Turkey and Iran as they thread that needle at 30,000 feet.

The delay means they will have a longer layover in Doha, the sandy Quatari capitol where ladies need to cover themselves discretely. The trip outside the airport for a 12 hour stay in a "luxury" hotel should be interesting.  Is it BYOB?  (Bring your own Birka?) Who knows.  But I'll bet that the DD has spent a few grand on a designer black cover-all in anticipation. Mistress packed a head scarf.

But at least Mistress had a nice send off from her new lover, JJ. She gave me an update after he left last night, a bit after midnight. (They mutually decided on no sleepover, because Mistress decided she needed a good night's sleep).

"It was good, slave.  the best sex yet with him. "

"Sounds nice, Mistress...."

They went out to dinner at a local watering hole before the "main event".  I was out too (in my cage, as directed) and texted her that I was home at about 10:30 pm her time.  Her response:

"In the middle of some sex here slave...."

At least she let me know she was safe and soundly being satisfied.

After he left, and again this morning, I got a more detailed read out.

"He was a little gentler, after I told him to go easy on me because I'd be flying all day today.  Either that or I'm getting used to that big cock, slave."

"Well that's a relief, Mistress. But did he make you cum enough?"

"At least three times, slave.  There was lots of oral, and of course some of that pounding he likes to do."

"Poor Mistress" (he says snarkily).

"He spent a lot of time talking about what he wants to do with the three of us...."

"And that is?"

"Well he wants you to be involved....you know.... fluffing and clean up....."

"And you told him?"

"That you seemed more open to the idea than I expected. And more than maybe I am....."

"It's your call, Mistress....."

"He also wanted to know if you were in the cage....I told him you were."

"Does that seem to amuse him, Mistress?"

"Oh yes, I think he likes the idea of you being caged...."

Sounds like the "getting to know you phase" is going well.

"He says it's a waste of time to really "get to know" someone until you know the sex is good."

"Interesting philosophy.  Sounds like he must think the sex is good then, because he bothering to get to know you."

"I think that's an appropriate conclusion, slave."


We will have to see how all this develops when we are all back in River City again, around July 15th.  In the meantime, I will see if JJ has much to say about how things went last night.



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