Five minutes to landing

Valerie groaned as she opened her eyes. She was lying on her stomach, her body splayed across the chopper seats on one side. She tried to roll over, but stopped as a sting of pain shot through her behind.

Oh crap, she thought. Her memories came flooding back as she remembered what had happened. Still on her stomach, she gently brought her hand to her butt.

To her surprise, she felt the leather of her suit. Carefully, she began to run her hand over her ass, intending to discover how her suit had become intact again.

"Looking for something?", she heard Hawk's voice. She turned her head, noticing him sitting on the other side, watching her.

"I fixed your suit.", he said. "We're about to land and you still hadn't woken up, so I had to take matters into my own hand."

She blushed, remembering how she had let him - maybe even encouraged him - to rip it in the first place. "How did you fix it?", she asked.

He pulled out a roll of black electric tape. "Nothing a bit of tape can't fix.", he laughed.

Valerie ran her hands over the seams where he had cut her suit before. A single line of tape cleanly bound the split halves together. The fixed suit perfectly contoured itself to the shape of her butt - and luckily, the black of the tape almost perfectly matched the black of her suit. Unless someone looked closely, they would have no clue it was ever ripped in the first place.

"T-thanks.", she said. She tried to move again, carefully making sure to stay on her stomach so as to not place her tender butt on the seat. However, she felt a sudden jolt of pleasure inside her, making her stop.

"Uuuugh", she moaned unexpectedly. She felt....full. What was wrong?

He saw the puzzled expression on her face. "We were about to land, and you were still out. The tape wouldn't stick if the surface was, uh, wet, so I decided to improvise."

She felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. "What did you do?", she asked, dreading his answer.

"Well, I looked inside your equipment pouch, and I found a special toy.", he winked. "And as it so happens, it's perfect for, shall we say, plugging a leak."

Her eyes widened as she realized what he had done.

Her survival kit contained her personal vibrator - something she would use during extended 'downtime'. Agent life could be hard and lonely sometimes. In order to stop her juices from ruining the adhesive, he had inserted it inside her pussy. She felt her insides contract around the object, gripping it tightly and not letting go.

She began to rise up gingerly, every movement sending a spasm of electricity in her body. "Hawk, p-p-please.", she said with gritted teeth. "I can't d-do a mission wi-"

A sudden wave of pleasure made her almost fall to the ground, her knees turning to jelly. Her remaining words came out as a sensual moan.

"Careful what you say.", said Hawk, a devious expression on his face. "I hold the remote, after all."

Valerie's heart sank - she was under his complete control, powerless to resist. She lowered her head, her legs quivering as she had **** but to accept her situation. She gently settled back on the seat, her behind still stinging.

"Now get ready - we're above the site."