The flight had been on time.  He felt great.  A long, deep sleep – despite his excitement.  The stop-over in Paris had been smooth & the trans-Atlantic journey peaceful & calm.  He’d stretched out on the vacant seats & slept deeply.  Woken.  Drunk some water.  Mentally recited his ‘lesson’ 20 times [as instructed – as if he needed any stimulation his erection hard in his underwear – no tube to keep him in check.  He’d enjoyed the feeling of arousal – a minor temptation…………….resisted.]  Slept again.  Woke as the Boeing circled LAX.  Immigration & Customs no problem.  He wondered if they’d looked closely at the contents of his baggage.  Hmm.  As Mistress had instructed, he’d brought everything.  All the toys.  Again he felt a thickening in his cock at the prospect.  Read more…