The air hostess

The air hostess from earlier is running up to you. You guess that means your rules worked and she's your personal sex **** now. She knelt down in the aisle, right beside you, and placed her hands on your crotch, starting to rub the slowly forming bulge.

"Master, what do you want me to do?" She asked, she looked down at your bulge and started undoing your pants, "Do you want me to please you?"

"Yes." You say, unable to think of anything other than how good being sucked off right now would be.

Without hesitation, she finishes undoing your pants and pulls out your engorged organ, instantly placing her mouth around it. She started sliding her mouth up and down the length of your member, deepthroating it. You feel the rush of pleasure through your body.

Then she started speeding up and the pleasure you felt similarly increased. You grab onto her head as she continues to increase in speed, your body starting to shake with pleasure. You can feel yourself getting closer to coming with every suck of your cock. Not wanting to spray it all over your airplane seat, you grab her head and pull it forward, making her swallow your entire cock.

Then you come. The cum erupting out of your dick and filling the air hostess' mouth. She girl tries to gulp it down as fast as possible, but some of it starts to leak out of the sides of her mouth. You release her head and she slides her mouth back off your cock with a 'pop.' She licks her lips to clean up the cum that escaped the confines of her mouth. Then, she latched back onto the tip of your cock, sucking the remaining cum still leaking out it, getting as much of your cum as possible. After a little while, she removes her mouth from your cock again, creating another 'pop.'

"Did I do well, Master?" She asked.

"Yes." You breath, "You did. Now go back to work for the rest of the flight. Find me when we land."

"Yes Master." She said, standing up and walking back down the aisle. A few people look at you a little disgusted. You quickly open the book again and write:

Old Rule: Sexual acts in public spaces are normal and no one cares.

You look back around and everyone seems to go back to what they're doing, not caring. Perfect. Your mind then drifts back to Emma, given how well your rules worked with...the air hostess. You realise you should probably learn her name. But, given how well they worked with her, you cannot wait to turn your ex into another of your personal sluts.