Holidaying into Submission

The time has finally come and I am throbbing all over with excitement.
I am going on holiday with my Master, 9 days and nights with him, alone, vulnerable and submissive.
I receive my email on time, the evening before we leave. The instructions are clear... be shaved clean, wear no underwear, wear t-shirt top with a collar and trousers and meet at the money exchange counter at the international terminal at a set time. The mid afternoon time engaged my curiosity as I was aware that we were on an 8pm flight, but I did not question.
I was never permitted to wear no make up except lipstick, and only a small amount of perfume on my neck.
I double check my luggage. Suitable clothing, no underwear at all, toiletries, high heels, flat heels and joggers..

I bathed, shaved, slept, dressed and made my way to the Airport.

I have met him many times before on our journey into our Master/Slave relationship. Previously when we met it was night, at his apartment in the city. The room was dark, he always wore black and I was blindfolded for the majority of our nights together I always left in the early hours of the morning before the neighbors rose. The apartments were for singles only and Master did want to cause himself problems there.

I tried to remember him, I knew he was tall, strong and clean shaven, I knew what he liked, how he wanted me to please him, and knew that he would have many demands of me on this holiday. We had agreed to take my submission to another level during our discussions about taking the next step in our relationship. Master decided that a holiday together would help him decide, and give us the privacy that we needed to test our 24/7 relationship.

I wanted to serve him, my first Master and he required a 24/7 Sub, so we wanted to test our suitability.

We meet as arranged at the airport money exchange. I stood there, eyes cast down and waited for him. The pre arranged time came and I felt his presence beside me.
'Good afternoon Sub' he greeted me.
'Good afternoon Master' I answered without making eye contact. He kissed my cheek and took my hand in his..

'Lets go... So are we excited?'

'Oh yes Sir, I am very excited' I whisper to him as we walk hand in hand, dragging our luggage along behind us.

I have a suitcase; he has a suitcase and sports bag.
He lead me to an outside bar area, and seated me at the farthest point away from the door in a darkened corner where we would be partially blocked by a fire escape above and planter boxes in front of us. He proceeded to fetch a drink each for us and slide in beside me.
He reached behind my head and brought his lips to mine... we kissed for a second before he bit hard on my lower lip making me wince in pain. He did not release his teeth from my lip as he moved his hand under my shirt to my right nipple and squeezed it hard. The pain shot through me like a lightning bolt and I squirmed slightly as my pussy moistened. He slowly released my lip, moving his hand to my left nipple and squeezing it hard, I winced again but he had my head pressed hard against the back of the seat where we sat and I couldn't move.

'Don't make a sound...Suck it in and take the pain, do not move a muscle until I tell you is that clear.'

I murmur 'mmm' in agreeance and he releases me from his grasp. My nipples are hard, large and stinging as he removes his hand.

We sit for a while drinking our drinks like a couple in love, looking into each others eyes, making small talk about the trip to the airport, work etc, etc. All the while, he tweaked my nipples repeatedly so they stood up under my shirt; all the while I sat there, drenched between my legs, wanting to cum so badly that I had to focus on the nipple pain to take my mind off such pleasures.
After about 30 minutes, he stands, opens his carry on luggage and removes a medium size butt plug, as well as a vibrating egg and tells me to go to the bathroom, insert both items and return to him. I place the items in my handbag and do as he asks hurrying to return to him so he is pleased with me.

Both items slide in easily, I am used to them so I pull my trousers up so that both remain in place comfortably as I feel that they will be there for a long period of time today.
When I return, he tells me that he has ordered a meal each, we had agreed to a light snack as we would be fed on the flight. He informs me that we will eat it here where we are sitting.

Its now 5.00pm and I notice that the area is now virtually empty and as time is getting on I feel the evening breeze beginning to rustle amongst the tall palms in the planter boxes.
We sit again, side by side, and he reaches his hand between my legs. I move my pelvis upwards so he can feel the plug in place, and he opens the palm of his hand to reveal a remote control. He slowly turns it on and I gasp as the egg begins to vibrate softly inside me. He turns the control up until I am squirming and breathing a lot faster...

' Suck it in, learn to control yourself.'

I take a few large slow breaths and wriggle about on the seat, my pussy is tingling and I feel that I am building to a huge orgasm. As I wriggle, the butt plug moves in my ass, and the sensation drives me wild.
The waitress appears with our meals, and I grit my teeth, smile and thank her.

'Please turn it down a little' I ask.

'No' was his blunt reply.

I manage to control myself enough to eat my meal and once again engage in casual conversation. The food was delicious and helped me move my thoughts to the tropical adventure that I was beginning with this Man in a few hours.
The waitress had barely collected out dishes when he leaned across and kissed me again. This time it was a deep, lingering kiss, his hands once again exploring under my shirt, twisting my nipples hard, pulling them, stretching them, causing me to begin to pant with excitement. His tongue was deep in my throat, my head pushed back against the seat, my pussy buzzing away and butt plug tingling every nerve below my waist.
His kiss was becoming aggressive, he turned the egg vibrations up and I was really struggling to control myself. When he shoved his hand under my pelvis and pushed the butt-plug hard through my trousers, I came hard, with a shuddering orgasm muffled by his kiss and my gasps for air as he pushed and twisted my body to ecstasy.

I was panting hard, sopping wet between my legs and tingling around my arse, he held me and turned the egg vibrations off.
'That is a small taste of what is to come Jenny.. This holiday is going to be your initiation into the world of pain, pleasure and total submission. All I ask from you is your trust and total obedience.'

'I trust you, and I will obey your commands without question Master." I whisper to him and he smiles.

'Good.. Now take this jacket and wrap it around your shoulders.'

He reached into his sports bag and handed me his thick jacket. It provided me some warmth from the now chilly wind. He wrapped the jacket over my shoulders and pulled it together in front of me.
He reached into the pocket of the jacket and removed something, holding it in the palm of his right hand.
'Here, hold the jacket closed across your chest...Look straight ahead, do not look down or move until I say.'
I tensed up and sat still, gripping the front of the jacket in front of my breasts.
He reached under the coat and placed a collar around my neck. It was thin black leather, and he clasped it loosely tucking it under the collar of my shirt.
He then lifted my shirt up so that my breasts are uncovered. He took my right nipple in his left fingers, twisting it hard. I wince but do not move or look. He rolls my nipple and I feel something against it.. it is getting tighter and tighter, beginning to sting. He moves to the left nipple, and the same, he twists, rolls and then attaches something to my nipple.
I am wondering if he is clamping my nipples, but this sensation is very different. He releases them, then takes whatever it is and makes it tighter, they are both burning, and I am trying to stay still. Master lets my nipples go and lowers my shirt. He then takes the coat away and admires his work.

'mmm not bad, you can look now.' I glance down and am horrified to see my nipples pressing against my shirt.

Clearly hard and swollen they are in full view to all and when I moved they felt very sensitive. Master brushed his hand over them and I jumped.

‘Very nice indeed.'

'What have you done?' I ask quizzically.
'I have placed 2 small elastic bands on your each nipple, I will be placing more and more on them until we reach our destination and your nipples are suitably engorged for my use.

‘Learn to enjoy the feeling, as I will enjoy the stares that you will receive Sub. Now, lets go inside and prepare for our flight.'

He took my hand and led me at a reasonably quick pace through the terminal to the boarding gates. I was fighting sensations from my pussy, arse and breasts as well as the gasping stares of the other passengers passing through the airport who noticed my bulging chest.

We find our boarding lounge and are seated, once again close together, smiling and embracing like any other couple in love.
He turns on the egg again, this time gently, and puts his arm around my shoulder as my head rests on his.
I am happy, excited and terrified of the days ahead. For now though, I am in love.

My Master smiles to himself as he runs his plans for me through his mind,

'9 long days and 9 very long nights my sweet Sub. He whispers to me.. It has begun, and there is no turning back now.. .we will not finish this adventure until we part in 9 days time at this very place.'

I sigh, my nipples burn, my pussy is buzzing, my arse is full and my mind is racing. I wouldn't have it any other way.

The speaker screeches through the boarding lounge.

“Passengers on flight 999 for Paradise Island, please make your way to the boarding counter.. your flight is ready for boarding"

'This is it my sweet, time to enter the next phase of our holiday.'

We stand and move to the desk. The Hostess looks stunned as she notices my nipples, they are huge and bulging under my t-shirt, clearly noticeable to all, and ultra sensitive to me.
We walk onto the plane, find our seats and move into position. Master has arranged for me to have the window seat, while he has the center seat and he has paid for the isle seat to be vacant. I sit, wriggle and make myself comfortable.
Master moves into the seat beside me, we sit quietly, waiting for take off.

Once the plane is in the air, and I have relaxed from the sensation of take off driving the egg and butt-plug deeper inside me, Master leans across and brushes my nipples. I gasp, they are very sensitive and he rubs them quite roughly...

'mmm, good my sweet. Now, I want you to put your head back and I will tighten the collar around your neck.'

I oblige and in a quick movement the collar is firmly fastened. I feel a click, and a short tug, Master has attached the lead to the collar.

My pussy is beginning to moisten and as if our minds are in sinc, Master turns the egg up so it vibrates strongly inside me. I breathe deeply through my nose. Master then hands me his jacket,

'Place this over your front, so the opening is behind you',

I do as he instructs and he smiles.
'Now, present me your arms straight out in front of you, between your legs.'

I place my arms together with wrists between my knees, and Master swiftly cuffs them together. He then lifts my arms up, threads the lead from the collar between the cuffs, and uses it to pull my wrists
up towards my face. He pushes my bound arms to my left side, against the window, and clips the lead on the collar. He then takes a blindfold from the bag and places it over my eyes.

'For all intents and purposes, you are sleeping my sweet Jenny, but we both know there will be no time for sleep as we have work to do.'

‘Yes Master.'
'Open your mouth my sweet'

I obey and Master stuffs a large piece of fabric inside my mouth. It is slightly damp but fills my mouth completely, allowing me to breath through my nose.

I am handcuffed, gagged and blind folded on a commercial flight high above the ocean, and with the jacket draped caringly over my front, no-one is aware of my position.
The lights go out in the plane, and the movie comes on. Most of the passengers have their head-phones on listening to the movie which gives Master at least 90 minutes to play.
He leans over, raises the jacket, and lifts my shirt up to expose my breasts to his hands. He pulls my nipple and I gasp a muffled gasp. Master ignores this and gives both nipples a workout. He reaches down and spreads my legs open as wide as I can. Through my clothes he presses his fingers hard
against my pussy, he moves his hand up and undoes my trouser button and zip.

I immediately move my pelvis upwards, moving my head to one side as I anticipate my Masters touch.
Master is not pleased and he flicks my nipple hard... I jump to attention with a squeal.

'I decide when you move, how you move and what noise you make, do you hear me?'

I nod.
He reaches into the pocket of the jacket and begins to place another band on each nipple. I screw my face in pain, but do not utter a sound, nor move a muscle. I imagine my nipples must be dark, engorged and will be very sore once these tight bands are removed.
Once this is done, Master reaches between my legs, he moves my pelvis slightly forward, and begins to explore my shaved mound and pussy area.
I don't know how I am going to cope with this, when he leans his head to my ear...

'I am going to finger you, you are not to cum until I say. Understand?'

I nod again.

Master pushes his hand between my legs, it is hot and moist and his fingers find my wet pussy easily. He inserts 2 fingers and toys with the egg inside me. He inserts a third finger and removes the buzzing egg. As if to torment me, he places the buzzing object inside the jacket pocket, which is resting near my right nipple. I squirm slightly, but Master just smiles. He fingers my pussy roughly, in and out, hard and fast, his movements make a sloshing noise and I am terrified that the whole cabin can hear, but I remain still. He puts another finger in and places his thumb hard against my clit..
I bite down trying not to move as he rubs it, presses hard against it and moves his 4 fingers in and out bumping against the butt-plug as he goes. My legs begin to tense; I don't know how much longer I can hold my breath. I am scared to breathe in case I make a noise.. Master bends his head over to my ear,
'You may cum Sub.'
He bends his head down into my lap, and thrusts his fingers in and out at a furious pace, pressing and rubbing my clit at the same time. I stiffen my legs, arch my back and bite hard on the cloth in my mouth as I come. With this motion, Master slides his hand under my arse, and maneuvers the plug in and out.. I explode again; crushing my shins against the seat in front, and feeling my juices ooze out into the crotch of my pants.
Master removes his hand; he rubs my mound and brings his juice-coated fingers to my mouth.

'Open.'
I am exhausted. I open and suckle his fingers while me head lolls backwards.

Master places a loving arm across my chest again. He brushes my nipples and I flinch as he pulls me over towards him. He unclips the lead and my cuffed hands fall to my lap. I wriggle my fingers to reinstate some blood flow, as Master moves the jacket back into place. I am still waiting in this darkness.
I hear Master speak to the Stewardess, and he lowers the tray table in front of me.

'The meal has arrived, but I have one more task for you before you eat Jenny.'
Master removes the cloth from my mouth and I answer him

'Yes Master'. in a whisper.
He lifts the blindfold and I blink in the darkness.
'Unzip me and suck my cock while I eat.'
I oblige. Maneuvering my cuffed hands under his table and unzip his jeans. His cock is hard, and easily freed from its darkness, and I stroke it gently. Master lifts his table, and moves my head underneath, he is almost sitting in the isle seat as he moves across to enable me to lower myself under his tray.

I take his huge cock in my mouth and begin to suck it quickly. It is warm and pre cum dribbled freely from the head into my mouth. The taste was slightly sweet, obviously someone who masturbates regularly, keeping the sour taste down. I use my hands to stroke his balls and the base of his cock as I suck, but Master is dead still. I cant believe it, he is calmly eating his meal while I am sucking his hardness.
I keep a steady rhythm for some time until I feel him begin to tense. He reaches under the table and places his hand on my head, guiding it up and down at a quicker pace. I am struggling not to gag, but know better than to make a noise, so I concentrate hard as the pace picks up again.
Master has a firm grip on my hand and is pushing his cock deep into my throat, he is getting close and I feel him reaching under the jacket to touch my nipples. I squirm as he touches the right nipple, he twists it and I tighten my grip, he twists again and I tighten again, faster and faster he is pumping
my head as he twists harder and harder. I am going to explode too, I can feel it building between my legs.
Next thing I feel is both hands on my nipples, pulling hard as Master pushes his pelvis up, jamming my head between his cock and the tray. He explodes in my mouth as I explode in my pants and he tortures my nipples once again. The agony is making me ecstatic... I am panting so hard as I raise my head and see his smiling face.

He helps me back to a comfortable position, fixes my hair and adjusts the coat so I am covered properly. No-one can see my nipples nor my hands.
He moves my food tray and begins to feed me my meal.
'Almost there my Sub we land in about an hour. Get some rest, you'll need it. ‘
'Yes Master.'
I doze in my seat. My life as his 24/7 Sub fill my dreams.