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Columbia.
    Cynthia had called yesterday, making small talk, but it was more to make sure that Kiley had not changed her mind than anything else.
    Kiley hadn't, even though her fantasies while masturbating had become more lewd and perverted since two weeks ago. Each fantasy made her climax more overpowering than the last, as though the more perverted or degrading the act, the more explosive the orgasm. Kiley surmised that it was only the fantasy that was doing this. She had read that many girls fantasized about being raped by a stranger but none really expected it to happen. It was the thought of the unknown that made it so exciting. The unknown was what drove Kiley to get into the limousine.
    Cynthia saw the limousine pull up, glad to see Kiley get out. She looked good, sure that her husband would be just as pleased when he found out she was his gift. "You are ravishing as usual, Kiley. Let's go, the plane is ready." She didn't want Kiley to change her mind.
    Once in the air, it would be more difficult.
    The slim, sleek jet that they boarded fascinated Kiley. It would hold ten people, but there was only the two of them. She had never been on anything like this; glad it took her mind off of where she was going and what she was going to do.
    Once the plane took off, Cynthia broke out the champagne, special for the occasion. They touched glasses in a toast to seal the deal, Kiley had a worried look in her eyes, but she also seemed excited, her legs constantly crossing and uncrossing as though she was squeezing a lover inside her. She was still a virgin, but she no longer had a hymen, Cynthia learned; few girls did by the time they were Kiley's age. Her husband would appreciate the lack of blood but enjoy her 19

    gasps as she was filled for the first time by a demanding cock in the tightness of her virgin passage. Cynthia expected him to Kiley hard to make sure she knew she was getting fucked for the first time so she would remember it for the rest of her life.
    They made small talk as they drank their champagne, Kiley feeling better as the plane flew over the ocean, the full moon reflected off the smooth water. The jet hummed as it cut through the air, taking Kiley to her destiny. Kiley closed her eyes, but she couldn't drift off, her mind too filled, not even sure she would sleep tonight. She would have time for that after she consummated the deal. She was sure that she would be exhausted after twelve hours of non-stop sex. Cynthia's husband would demand his money's worth.
    Even though she didn't sleep, the plane ride was over before she knew it. It was as though everything was rushing now toward the noon hour tomorrow. There was no customs to go through, as soon as they saw Cynthia, they were ushered to the waiting helicopter, alerted before their plane landed. It was another experience for Kiley, her first helicopter ride. It was farther than she expected, taking off over the ocean before there was any sign of land. Even when she saw the islands below, they were just dark blotches, very little light showing anywhere as if the islands were mostly deserted. There were no large cities or towns. Just houses in the middle of nowhere until they came to Cynthia's house, if you could call it that. It was more like a plantation, even in the dark. The landing pad was lit up like the Empire State Building. The helicopter touched down delicately, Cynthia and Kiley debarking. The co-pilot took their bags to the house, but before they could turn around and thank him, the helicopter was lifting off. As soon as it was out of sight, the landing lights turned off as if they knew the helicopter was gone.
    "It's huge," the only thing Kiley could say. It was furnished like an island villa, casual furnishings, most hand-made locally from the forest woods.
    "It's usually very busy with my staff, but as I mentioned, they were all given the weekend off so we could be alone. There will be no kitchen staff, so I had the refrigerator in your room filled