Girls on flights were always fun to pick up. Master and Becki often found themselves in the company of some young tartlet as she succumbed to their seduction, drugs, or a combination of the two. Sometimes, they seduced they crew. This is one of those stories.
The flight was non-stop to London. It was a red eye, meaning most of the passengers were asleep almost as soon as the first meal was done. This gave Master and Becki more time alone with the stewardesses.
Master has a way with women. Iām sure those that read his stories no that. However, it is truly magical how he talked these two, Amy and Bethany, into letting him mix them some delicious cocktails.
The concoction Master gave them would have them seeing stars and god, in the same breath. He had only used it once in a girl Becki had found, Alexi, and it turned her into a beast only concerned with filling her hole. She didnāt even talk anymore, just barked, whimpered, and howled.
Mast had learned from Alexi. He learned if you give a slut a sugggestion while on ābitch in heatā, as he called it, she tended to take it too far. With Alexi, heād told her she was his bitch dog and thatās what she became. He would be more careful with these two.
Amy and Bethany were feeling no pain after two of Masterās cunt-coladas. They were feeling very talkative and hornier than theyād ever been. It was amazing how much they just wanted to fuck in the floor of the galley or shove some bitch out of her first class seat and ride her husbandās dick.
Master had to focus them and so he let the two soon-to-be whores tell him their life story, helping them remember it better with his drugs when they made mistakes.
Amy and Bethany grew up together all the way through high school, where they graduated near the top of their class. Master soon helped them remember the way they āearnedā those grades. The two spent time between classes and after school servicing the cocks and cunts of all their teachers.
After high school the two besties volunteered at the local hospital as candy stripers until they were old enough to apply to be cabin crew. Master helped them recall how they worked at the local gentlemanās club, The Hospital, as sexy strippers. They hauled in a huge amount of cash that payed for their addiction to clothes and sex toys. They worked there until they figured they could land a pilot as a stewardess.
During flight school the former strippers worked hard to be the best and most professional flight attendant ever. Master told them they actually almost were fired at every turn and if they didnāt suck off the department manager, theyād have been out the door. It didnāt matter for them, they were eye candy for the passengers and fucktoys for the pilots.
After learning how slutty they really were. It was almost too easy for Master and Becki to remind them of their proper names, Ami and Betti. It was also easy to remind them about all their time spent in the church and how they were recruiting people to build the Church of Masterās Cock internationally.
The two newly minted sluts sure made the skies much more friendly and ensured Master and Becki always had upgrades.
