The Good Mistress

"OHHHHHH, FUCK, YES!"

The girls up in First Class were miserable. They had to spend the whole night listening as Dawn pleasured Leshawna endlessly with her magical orgasm ability.

"AAAAAAAAAAH!"

Gwen sighed. "How many times is that now?" She asked.

"I don't know. Lost track after 57." Sanders replied.

"I can't believe Dawn is just wasting her Bitch!" MacArthur complained. "Dawn should be the one cumming by forcing Leshawna to make her! If I was Leshawna's mistress, I'd be going to town on her ass with the biggest strap-on I could find!"

Zoey chuckled. "Hey, what would all you guys do if you had your own personal Bitch for a day?" She asked. "I'd probably just make her eat me out all day."

"I'd just spank her into oblivion probably." Anne Maria replied.

"I'd do what MacArthur did to me that one time," Sanders said, "and ride around on her with a mop shoved up her… Uh, forget I said anything."

"I'd tie her up, drip hot candle wax on her back, shove as many vibrators as I can inside of her, and just listen to her scream." Jasmine said.

The other girls went silent. [Zoey: Yeesh! I never knew Jasmine had such a kinky side. After hearing that, I'd hate to be her Bitch! And I bet the rest of the girls would say the same thing]

"Um… How about a different question?" Zoey suggested to try and make the awkward silence go away. "If you could have any person here be your Bitch, who would you choose?"

"Oh, definitely Sanders." MacArthur said. "I love punishing her!

"And I love it when you punish me." Sanders purred, giving her partner a peck on the cheek.

"I'd choose Dawn for sure." Gwen replied. "Endless orgams for the rest of the game? Who'd be stupid enough to pass that up?"

Most of the other girls agreed that Dawn would probably make the best choice for their own personal Bitch. "What about you, Jasmine?" Zoey asked, as Jasmine had been silent, fantasizing about what she would do if she had her own personal Bitch.

"Me?" Jasmine replied. "Hmm… I'm not sure. I think I'd probably pick-"

"Attention, ladies," Chris said over the loudspeaker, interrupting the girls' conversation, "we will be landing at our next destination in five minutes. Hope you're all ready for a real whopper of a challenge. It's gonna be oodles of fun!" He signed off with a rather sinister chuckle.

"Uh-oh." Gwen said. "Any time Chris says a challenge will be fun, it usually winds up being more fun for him and terrible for us."

"But this season is a porn show," Zoey reasoned, "so, whatever it is, it can't be that bad. Right?"

The girls all agreed with Zoey, but still remained worried. Soon, the plane was on the ground. The girls walked out of the plane and were met with the familiar smell of fish, cherry blossoms, and general perversion. They knew what that meant. They had been here before.

"Welcome back to Japan!"