Asa on the plane by Hamlet Asa Akiha looked down at the Indian Ocean . The plane had just stopped over in Bahrain on its way to Sri Lanka .She had sat in the Transit Lounge in Bahrain feeling so conspicuous, in a Muslim county, where women were forbidden to reveal any flesh at all. in her skin tight sahini with the split in the side and her calf length boots. In the distance she could see the two Norse Men who had just put her through the merciless Gang Banging on the plane treating her as the Papan slut that she was . They looked so tall and powerful and confident, looking at her with almost contempt as a Papuan slut, dressed in shiny black leather knowing they were ready to screw her again and again showing just how masterful thy were. She felt so pleased to be a Papian slut whose role in life was to be used and fucked by Norse Men and who yearned daily for a Norse Cock. The plane would soon land in Colombo in about one hours time as she could see the lovely green Sri Lankan coast beneath her . She well remembered the lines of the hymn written by Reginald Heber mentioning Ceylon Sri Lanka's former name. 'What though the spicy breezes blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, and only man is vile? She sat there aching all over after her Norse Screwing. Her neck was covered with deep love bites as were her legs and arms Even though she had washed all over she could still remember the boiling hot sperm of the massive ejaculations all over her small body while her pussy and arse were still sore from the deep penetrations she had received She realised that Sri Lanka was a prime target for Norselanders, that large parts of the coast were exclusively for Norselanders only and that gangs of Norselandic bikers terrorised the population raping and pillaging with the local police unable to do anything about it. The Norselandic population came under the control of the Royal Sri Lankan Judges,who would take a lenient view of them raping Sri Lankan women and terrifying the local population. She knew that she would spend most of the time in Sri Lanka on her back and sides in multiple Cocks and Leather Sessions. Suddenly she glanced above her. She could smell the all-familiar aroma of black leather and latex. From his position above her He seemed gigantic. He was one of the Norse Men who had debauched her last night whose name she later found out to be Erik.God wasn't he gorgeous and handsome! She forgot her semi nakedness as she gazed at the Adonis statue, her gaze moved from the long blonde curly hair to the wonderful straight bridge of his nose to his curved lips when he had ravaged her with his tongue. He was totally dressed in shiny black leather , the skin tight leather jacket he wore that revealed his wonderful muscular chest to the huge bulge in his trousers though his skin tight leather trousers down to his shiny leather boots. He pulled her up forcefully in his latex gloved hand and spoke in His masterful voice. 'Come with Me now Papian slut! "Bli med M eg naa Papiansk ludder! She obediently took the latex gloved hand he was holding out to her not daring to resist.He led her through the plane in full view of the stewardess and the other pasengers.He took her straight tom the toilet and locked the door. 'Come on this is the next position the Frog Position! 'Kom igjen dette er neste frosk posisjoon!' He took her by the waist and lifted her effortlessly over the toilet bowl. She put her arms arid His neck smelling the pungent black leather. She could feel His huge muscles tighten as He lowered her down onto his mighty erect member. He had her on her back and arranged her thighs with his incredible expertise so that they touched her buttocks. He spread her legs wide part so he could totally penetrate her. She pushed her knees against His so that his Herculean serpent could crawl right deep into the depths of her body. She moaned and writhed wildly as he began to ejaculate with boiling hot sperm over her after he had thrust deep right inside her .He seemed to force his way right through her until he had almost reached her heart! She well remembered the lines of the poem that were actually written by a Filipina friend of hers who like Filipinas loved being gangbanged by Norse Men.The poem expressed the feelings of Papian women too. O FOR A NORSE COCK! I want a Norse Man and Him only for coition I yearn so for his member and for Him alone So full of courage He is my sole ambition His member strong to make me cry and groan and moan Richly proportioned in all its dimension It has a Head pointed like a canister Enormous huge nothing like it in all creation Powerful and hard with vast diameter Always ready and prepared and all set for action Always used with caring and loving violence Yearns to enter my vulva in forceful attraction Demands my pussy shows complete obedience Desperate to enter me and never ever tired It never asks for help or aid or sustenance It has no need for allies always inspired Noone knows what comes from his mighty efforts Full of life it bores ruthless into my small clit Constant in action in control and power He asserts First from the front then from the right a perfect fit Crammed in with vigorous power strength and pressure Rubs in its head straight towards my helpless sex He sucks my lips and takes away all my treasure Hold me tight with gloves of long shiny latex Covers every inch of my body with love bites Opens my thighs and thrusts His member right in hard I submit without resistance every day and night He makes me feel so weak and used and battle scarred He approaches me with such lustful potency and vigour His member inside me sharper than a dagger! 'You're incredible' 'Du er utrolig! she moaned in Norselandic as he thrust mercilessly inside her. She hear the announcement that the plane was about to land in Colombo airport in a few minutes. PLEASE TAKE ME AGAIN ADONIS!! She yelled in ecstasy so that almost all the passengers could hear her. VENNLIGST TA MEG IGJEN ADONIS! Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com