"Asuka, of course," I said, glancing down at her. She was Japanese, so she would be useful. "Mrs. White, and... Marsha." I spotted her first. That covered the gray garter maids. That left... six maids. My cadre of Concubine-Maids would fill that out. My bodyguards. "Veronica, Gloria, Carla, Mrs. Miles, Opal, and Mrs. Kenning. That should be all of them right? Twenty-five."
"Yes, Master," said Aunt Nancy, an excited look in her eyes.
"We won't fail you, Master," Mrs. Kenning said. She stood by her daughter, my Bridal-Maid. Opal wore her wedding veil with her maid's outfit.
"Let's do this," whooped Carla. The Hispanic Cheerleader-Maid did a high kick that flashed her shaved pussy. "Let's stop this monster!"
"Sister Martha Ruth," I said, spotting the nun. "You're in charge. Make sure the Seductress is kept subdued. I want her fucked hourly. Retreat the maids not going to the living area and seal the door. No leaving it. And make sure at least three maids are with the seductress at any given time."
"Of course, Master," the Maid-Nun said, curtsying. She clapped her hands and barked out, "Felicity, take the leash from Deidre. Let's go, ladies. We'll have to wait for our Master's return."
Felicity grabbed the leash as the other maids who weren't going glanced at me. My newest Daughter-Maid threw her arms around me and gave me a goodbye kiss. Delilah was a sweet thing. Heather, the maid Kylie had recruited while buying the wedding ring, hugged me next.
She had only been in the harem for hours.
"Good luck, Master," the sweet girl said.
I smiled at her and mustered all my confidence. "It'll be fine."
~~*~~
Ms. Lynette Docea
Finally, after being transferred three times. "Staffing, how may I help you?"
"Hi, this is Lynette from Hayward Manor," I said, knowing that speaking those words used the magic of the Haywards to mind-control people, "and we need two pilots ASAP."
"Okay," she said. "Flying what type of plane."
I glanced at Cali. "Plane?"
"A Gulfstream V," she told me.
I relayed that to the woman who I spoke to who asked the follow-up question, "And where's the jet at?"
I shot Cali another look, asking, "Location?"
"Carlyle Field," the maid said, her purple eyes deep and unreadable.
"It's at Carlyle Field," I said, a small regional airport that was near us. "And we need them, ASAP. You can get them there in an hour if you rush them. Thank you. Thank you so much."
"It's for Hayward Manor," the woman said. I doubted she had even heard of us before, but that name opened doors. "They'll be there. It'll cost--"
"Just bill the estate," I said and hung up, glancing at Master. He had observed the entire thing. The maids staying behind had already left the room. "They'll be there, Master."
"Good work," he said as Cali pulled out her own phone and walked to the side.
It was strange seeing a being from the Otherworld using the phone.
"Mrs. Miles, Mrs. Kenning, and Opal, drive the vehicles," Master ordered, his voice confident. "The limo and two SUVs should be enough to get us to the airport. I suppose we can leave them there for our return."
"They can park in the hanger, Master," Cali said, lowering her phone.
"You need to wear some clothes, Master," Bella said as the three maids I named headed off. "I'll get you some."
"Wait," Master said. "It's after dark." That was true, but the amount of cleaning we had done today would keep the Imprisoned from stirring. "Mom, and Aunt Nancy, go with her."
"Yes, Master," Mrs. Hayward and Nancy said at the same moment.
Bella paused and nodded. The three darted off as the other maids who were going were all bouncing with excitement. The plates and food would have to be cleaned up in the morning by the maids left behind.
"Fourteen hours," Master said, worry on his face. "Let's gather in the entrance hall."
The harem moved around Master. Carla and Veronica took point while Gloria stood right behind Master, watching over him. His Daughter-Maids and Kylie stood close to him with Tabitha right beside her friend. I walked at the rear of the party with Martha.
We reached the entrance hall. Cali flung the doors open. In moments, two SUVs with the limo between them pulled up. Mrs. Miles drove the Limo. She stepped out of it and opened the back door. Master hesitated, but just then Bella, his mother, and his aunt rushed down the stairs with some clothes for him to wear. He was naked. Sexy and naked.
We rushed forward and split up into three groups. I went into the main limo with Master along with Bella, Kylie, his mother, and his aunt. Cali joined us in there, of course. We sat down on the seats with Izzy riding shotgun with Mrs. Miles.
The vehicles pulled out from the manor and sped down the driveway. Leo leaned back against the seat with Kylie and Bella on either side of him. He sighed and started dressing in the blue jeans and t-shirt that was given to him.
"Fourteen hours," he said. "And it'll be longer with getting the plane ready and landing when we're in Japan."
I texted Asuka,
"Make travel arrangements for when we get to Japan."
"On it,"
Asuka replied. She wasn't in this limo.
It took us thirty minutes of speeding to reach Carlyle Field. I had never been here before, but we were let in a security gate and drove into the airfield to a hangar that was bustling with activity. There was a ground crew readying the Gulfstream V, a sleek jet.
"How did they know to have the plane ready?" Lance asked as he stepped out dressed. Nancy and her maids fanned out before everyone, looking on guard. Bella and her maids ringed around Lance, eyes wary.
"I called them, Master," Cali said. "I didn't expect another incursion so soon. I am sorry. I should have suggested we recruit the pilots by now."
It was another ten minutes before the pilots got here. Two men who were wearing uniforms that showed up in the same car. Both looked young. I hoped they had the experience to do this. They moved over to us.
"Captain Murray," the slightly older of the two men said. He did have a professional demeanor. "I'll be your pilot. This is my copilot."
"Jensen, Mr. Hayward," the other said and shook Lance's hand.
"Good, "Lance said. "You've flown Gulfstreams before."
"Yep," Captain Murray said. "For the Coast Guard before I got out last year. Where are we flying."
"Japan," Lance said.
"Japan's the size of California with a lot of airports, sir," said Captain Murray while his copilot pulled out a tablet and started tapping on it.
"Nagasaki," Asuka said.
"Right," the guy said. "Is there an IFR flight plan already filed with the FAA?"
"You'll have to do that," Lance said. "Just say it's for Hayward Manor. It'll be approved."
"We'll need thirty minutes to do our preflight checklist and file the IFR," the captain said.
Lance sighed and nodded. Right now, something foul from the Otherworld was prowling in the world. Who knew what harm it caused? I closed my eyes, trying not to remember what happened to the other nun.
~~*~~
Lance Hayward
Finally, we were in the air. I sat in my seat. It was surprisingly cramped in the Gulfstream V. It was a big enough plane, but twenty-seven passengers made for close seats. There was a bathroom and a small galley with some frozen dinners that Mom would prepare. It was also stocked with drinks.
My maids were all chatting while the hum of the engines filled the plane. I sat down in my chair across from Cali, our seats facing one another. I unbuckled my seatbelt now that we were at cruising altitude.
"Fourteen hours," I whispered. "How many will be hurt by then?"
Cali fixed me with her purple eyes. "It depends on what sort of entity crossed over. They don't all want to kill. Well, not right away. Some want to torment. Confuse. Bewilder. Drive someone unto madness."
"Fuck," I muttered. I gripped the armrest with sweaty hands. "This is insane. Fourteen hours... It's too long."
"The world is a large place," said Cali. "While most of the incursions are likely to happen in North America these days, that doesn't mean they are limited to there."
I nodded, closing my eyes. It was getting late. I would have been settling down for a relaxing evening before bed by now, but my insides churned. What Malevolent did to that church filled my mind. We had been there so fast, and still a nun died.
"Relax, Master," Cali said, her voice softer than usual. "You have to relax. Sleep. It's a long flight."
I opened my eyes and snorted. "Relax? How."
She slipped off her chair and knelt before me. She smiled up at me as she stroked my hands up my jeans. "You have a plane full of maids. It won't be hard for you to relax."
She slid her hands up my jeans and grabbed at my dick. I shuddered as she did that. She massaged me through the denim before her deft fingers unsnapped my jeans. She smiled up at me as she popped the fastener. Then she drew down the zipper.
"Relax," she cooed as she reached into my boxers and pulled out my cock. "Mmm, let me soothe you."
She opened her mouth wide and swallowed my cock. She nursed on me with hunger. She suckled on my cock with all her passion. I groaned at the feel of her hot mouth. She bobbed her head up and down my dick.
I closed my eyes at the relaxing feel of her mouth on my dick. She bobbed her head, working up and down me. She suckled with hunger. Passion. Her tongue danced around my cock. I didn't know what to make of Cali. She served the Haywards for reasons I didn't fathom. She was loyal to the cause, not necessarily to me.
But her mouth felt wonderful around my cock. I could feel her concern as she worked her lips up and down my shaft. She did want me to be relaxed. To sleep before we went into battle against this thing we would be fighting.
I groaned at the feel of her hot mouth suckling on my dick. She nursed with passion on me. It was an exciting thrill to have her suckling on my dick like that. She worked her mouth up and down my cock, suckling on me with all her might.
"Damn," I groaned as she suckled.
I heard giggles from some of the other maids.
I opened my eyes. It was dim in the cabin. The lights turned down so that the maids could sleep. Or try to. The chairs we had reclined back somewhat. They were plush. Way more comfortable than the chairs on an airliner.
I stared down at Cali's purple eyes as she blew me. She suckled on me with hunger. With such passion. I loved the way her tongue danced around my crown. She brought me toward the brink of cumming. I hurtled toward it. I would have such a big orgasm.
I would flood her mouth with my spunk. She felt incredible around my dick. She suckled on me with passion. I loved every moment of what she did to me. She swirled her tongue around my cock, massaging my crown.
"You're going to get that cum you love," I groaned.
She winked at me.
"Yeah, you're going to have it spurting into your mouth. Just drowning you in jizz."
She moaned around my dick and suckled with all her might on me. I squirmed in the seat, rising toward that moment of eruption. I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her mouth. I loved the way she suckled on me. I savored it so much as she suckled on my dick. She nursed on me with all her might. She drove me wild with that hot mouth of hers.
