When Carlene opens an email from her Master, she has no idea the adventure that awaits. She certainly doesn't expect to be detained by an airport security guard bent on giving her the orgasm of her life, nor does she expect to have Master help her realize one of her favorite fantasies.
“Come with me, miss”, the security officer said. She took another glimpse at Master, and as he nodded, she followed her to the secondary screening area.
“Okay, let’s find out what’s making the detector’s go off,” the security guard said as she pulled on a pair of latex gloves.
“I’m not sure that’s going to be necessary, Ma’am,” Carlene said and shoved her jeans down. She pushed her thong aside to where jewellery hung from her pussy lips. A platinum chain with two little charms dangled provocatively.
“My, my, what have we here?”