As she pressed a billowing hug into his side, he kissed the top of her uncovered head and whispered right above her ear: “I’m going to enjoy putting some well-placed stripes on those thighs for forgetting your scarf. I hope you understand that.”

Rosie looked up startled. There was no scarf in the bag. What was going on? Was this a trick? Crap. She knew he wanted her to present problems to him, but she hated doing it (which spurred him on even more).

She shook her head and dropped her eyes, “My master. I saw no scarf. Perhaps I missed it and could check again?” Dominic wasn’t surprised by this. He had the scarf in her pocket. He held it up to her and helped her pin it to the back of her head and wrap it gracefully around her neck. He then pulled out a broach made of silver and fastened it in place at her throat.

“You did that perfectly, my little one. It was indeed a test, but I very well remember a time when you would have said nothing and simply taken your punishment without a peep. For doing so well, I’m going to reward you between now and when we board the plane, you are going to orgasm. I’m not going to let you choose the time or place, but the good news is that you will orgasm before you get on that plane. You deserve a special treat for all the work you’ve done. Now, enjoy your humiliation through security. When you get through, go directly to the Night Ways bar. It’s very close to the gate. Stop at the restroom and put in a plug–I’ll let you choose the size for now. I will pronounce judgment on your choice so choose carefully, my sweet. You may not speak to me until I approach you at the bar. Nod and squeeze my hand if you understand.” Rosie did. “Now, go. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”

Dominic kissed her and escorted her to stand behind him in line. While waiting, he worked on his phone and made a phone call back the phone to put some business things in order. Rosie looked around at all the staff who would be looking at her sculpted body through the corset and underclothes. She wondered how obvious the whalebone would be or if they would be able to see how hard her nipples were or how wet her pussy felt.

Before long, it was over and no one had made a visible fuss although she had been selected for a special screening and had to be felt down by one of the female guards. When she cupped Rosie’s sex, Rosie looked up and looked directly into the crowd. Her eyes were met by Dominic. He stood at the end of the line watching her. He smiled when the pat down got intimate, but turned and walked towards the gate before she had gathered her things.

Rosie put herself back together and went directly to the restroom to put in the plug. He had given her a nice assortment, but making her choose was agony all of its own. Too small and she would be punished. Too big and he would admonish her for trying too hard. She also didn’t know how long she was going to have to wear it. She chose a mid-sized plug from her case and went into the stall. Retrieving some vaseline from her bag, she delicately scraped her finger around the rim and quickly moved to balance herself and smear some of the gel around the plug. It took a moment to work the device up into her. It was the type of plug that was flared so that when it seated, her sphincter contracted automatically around the cold steel base.

Resisting the urge to play with her clit, she delicately exited the stall and tiptoed to the sink to wash her hands. With no underwear, she had to fight gravity to keep the plug in place. The constant contraction and pressure were unrelenting and made her clit throb. She could imagine his cock deep in her occupying the place of the plug, but he would be warm and velvet hard and oh, so thick as he split her open.

Rosie moved carefully to the bar as directed by Dominic. There she found him sitting at a large mahogany mantle sipping what looked to be a Manhattan, his favorite drink. He raised his glass to her as she approached and she moved to sit next to him at the bar. Her drink, a wedding cake martini, sat waiting for her. Dominic leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.
“You are truly a vision, my darling. How beautiful you look this evening. I must say, pink is certainly your color. You look like a rose in full bloom. Is your drink to your satisfaction, my love?”

Bessie Blanco