Guard Duty

As Susan donned her blouse, stockings, skirt, and shoes, the guard put away the dildo and the lubricant, until she had need if them again.

"Where are you traveling?" the guard demanded.

"To see my mistress, Madame Sharon," Susan replied.

"Does she treat you well or beat you?"

"Both."

"Are you an obedient slave?"

"Yes, ma'am."

The guard gave Susan an appraising look. "I'll bet you are," she said. "How long will you be gone?"

"A week."

"And how will you be returning home?"

"My mistress has already booked a return flight."

"How thoughtful. So, you'll be flying in to this airport?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"I'll be waiting," the guard said. She looked Susan up and down. "You may go."

Susan wasted no time in leaving.

The guard smiled as she watched Susan's firm, round ass sway in the tight skirt she wore. Next time, the guard told herself, she'd use the twelve-inch strap-on and give this shemale bitch a fucking she'd long remember. From now on, whenever Susan the Slut flew in or out of this airport, she'd have a second mistress - one even more vicious and demanding than Madame Sharon.

The guard thought, Maybe, next time, she'd make this chick with a dick eat her pussy after she fucked her. In fact, maybe she'd make her eat her pussy before and after she fucked her! She smiled to herself as she slid her baton back into the holster on her hip.

Whistling, Susan's new mistress returned to her station, to resume guard duty.