Blog: My Thrall Jo (III)

Last week was fun but exhausting. I wasn’t sitting next to Jo on the plane, so I could only push things to her, but not always see the result. For the most part, it was relatively harmless stuff, like itchy nipples or high erotic sensitivity, but once, just for fun while she was asleep, I jacked up her libido to unreasonably high level. It resulted in what I can only assume was a very wet dream and some sexy whimpering–no doubt to the shock of the large lady sitting next to her.

While we had business meetings, I kept things professional until Thursday morning, when she knocked at my door before we were supposed to meet for breakfast. I really hadn’t done anything to her in almost 48 hours and I could tell her arousal levels were pretty high. She pushed me aside, closed the door, and slammed me into the wall. She just held me there, breathing heavily, staring at me as if waiting for my move.

Obviously, she wanted me to take charge, so I did. I hit her with all the lust I could muster, and watched with satisfaction as she moaned and collapsed into a horny heap at my feet. Her hands roamed over her body, then plunged unceremoniously between her legs. She came hard and loud in an instant. I then carried her quaking body to the bed, still focusing on her intense sexual heat. She lay on her back and signaled for me to come closer, spreading her legs invitingly.

I’m a gentleman, so I obliged.

There was a hidden request behind that visit, and I got the message pretty clearly: she wanted me to use my abilities on her, so I did. For the rest of the trip, I “inconvenienced” her as often as possible. She would struggle to repress her lust, but definitely got off on it. Every night after that, she came to my room, always seeming to want to talk about work, but expecting things to degenerate (and they did).

Seriously, that girl is awesome!

–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”