High-tech crime: Flight attendant drug possession case

High-Tech Crime: Flight Attendant Drug Smuggling

Air China is the largest airline in China and even Asia, with hundreds and thousands of passenger planes
flying through the air every day, naturally including thousands of sexy flight attendants with beautiful legs in stockings. Some criminals,
possessing high technology, naturally make good use of these sexy and well-connected flight attendants.

One morning, 12 flight attendants from Air China's Group A gathered in the conference room of the office building.
Today they were flying to Tokyo, and this gathering was for preparations. Red suits, black pantyhose,
black high heels, white shirts, red floral scarves, and red flight attendant caps. The 12 neatly dressed
beauties stood in a row when Manager Wang from the company's customer service department walked in, holding
something resembling a wireless router.

"Today is our company's 100,000th flight, so everyone is wearing red suits.
Also, I have a gift for everyone!" Saying this, Manager Wang put down the wireless router and pressed a button.

A strange thing happened: the moment the green indicator light on the wireless router lit up... Twelve flight attendants stood up
in unison , silently crawling onto the black desk in front of them. They raised their buttocks, legs together,
hands and knees on the ground, sprawling like female dogs. The twelve flight attendants moved in perfect unison, even their dog-like
postures were identical! Manager Wang stood up with satisfaction, smiling as he walked behind the flight attendants and gave each of them a heavy slap on their

raised buttocks. After the slap, not a single flight attendant cried out in pain! 　　What happened? Let's start from the beginning. It turns out that this Manager Wang was actually a key member of Asia's largest drug trafficking organization. Several months ago, the organization purchased a technology called "brainwave manipulation" from the Russian KGB. All human actions are controlled by commands sent from the brain. 　　And the signal used to send these commands is a kind of microwave, which scientists call "brainwaves." Sending a command with the exact same frequency as a person's brainwaves can control that person's actions. The KGB had mastered this technology and had already invented instruments for collecting and transmitting brainwave signals. What Manager Wang brought into the office was a brainwave transmitter! 　　Collecting brainwaves was a very long and tedious task. To collect the brainwaves of every employee of the airline , a brainwave collection device was installed in the building and operated for a full six months. When each person's brain sent a command, the collection device would record the received signal, while also removing noise, comparing frequencies, writing data into a database, and creating a brain profile… This work was only completed after six months. 　　The brainwave transmitter recorded the brainwave frequency of the person to be controlled. When it was activated, the transmission frequency matched the brainwave frequency of the person being controlled. Through the controller, various commands could be sent to each controlled person . Today, this brainwave controller recorded the brainwave frequency information of all the flight attendants. Through settings, it was currently connected to the brainwaves of the 12 flight attendants in the conference room. 　　Manager Wang had a PDA in his jacket pocket. After entering the conference room, he quietly turned on the PDA and wrote down his first command. This PDA is a brainwave command transmitter! And Manager Wang 's first command was—to lie on the table like a female dog. That's why the scene above happened. 　　Although the 12 flight attendants climbed onto the table without any apparent reaction, their minds were perfectly clear. Everyone was wondering what was going on, how they had made such a fool of themselves. Even more terrifying was that when they tried to climb down, their brains issued the command, but their bodies wouldn't obey. Even when Manager Wang slapped their buttocks , they couldn't even utter a sound! The 12 flight attendants, like puppets, were filled with fear, but unable to show it on their faces. Their facial nerves were no longer obeying their brains! 　　While the 12 flight attendants remained silent, Manager Wang spoke: "Ladies, I know you must be very confused and terrified. Your minds are now under my control. Let's get straight to the point! I run a logistics business with some friends. However, the goods we transport are prohibited by the police, and strictly prohibited by police worldwide. So, I need your help to transport the goods. If you cooperate, there will be generous rewards, but if you don't, no problem, we'll still be on good terms. I'll send you to settle in Southeast Asia, where your profession will be having sex with all sorts of men..." 　　The 12 flight attendants, unable to move, grew increasingly terrified as they listened, but their bodies wouldn't obey them, and they couldn't even utter a sound . 　　"You all have families, and I'm sure you don't want anything to happen to them. In short, you . Don't forget, your bodies are now under my control!" 　　Finally, Manager Wang finished speaking and dialed his cell phone: "Brothers, the flight attendants are ready. Bring the goods up!" After saying that, Manager Wang stopped talking and began to remove the red suit skirts from each flight attendant. Then, black high heels, black pantyhose, and various colored thongs... 　　When Manager Wang's companion, a young man with short, dyed red hair, quietly entered the conference room, the flight attendants on the table , their tops neatly arranged, were completely naked from the waist down, their twelve bare, raised buttocks displayed before . 　　The red-haired man nearly had a nosebleed: "Flight attendants are really something! Much better than my girlfriend who works as a prostitute. Those butts... I really want to fuck their asses!" Hearing this, the twelve flight attendants were terrified! Of course, incontinence wouldn't happen; firstly, their brains wouldn't send that signal, and secondly, with their pantyhose, stockings, and skirts off, where would they find pants to urinate? 　　"Damn it, play with women next time, get down to business. Pack the goods in." Manager Wang, prioritizing business, scolded the red-haired man. 　　The red-haired man dared not utter a sound and opened his travel bag. Inside were all sorts of dildos, large and small. The travel bag was opened in front of the flight attendants, and all of them were filled with fear. They knew where these goods were going to be stored. These dildos all had transparent outer packaging, filled with white powder— high-purity, top-grade heroin! 　　"Red Hair, see this? This is Sister Wang Fang, she's had triplets and knows anal sex. So, give her an extra-large one, that's the only way to satisfy her!" Manager Wang patted the snow-white buttocks of a middle-aged flight attendant around 35 years old on the far left and instructed Red Hair.

"Alright, here comes the extra-large one!" Red Hair said, pulling out a thick, long
dildo with a diameter of 10 centimeters, capable of holding at least 3 kilograms of heroin. After evenly applying lubricant to the dildo,
Red Hair parted Wang Fang's thick pubic hair and slowly inserted the dildo into her vagina. A searing
pain followed by intense sexual arousal. Unable to struggle, Wang Fang could only let the dildo penetrate her, while
her vagina began to secrete fluid. Wang Fang, who frequently engaged in anal

sex

, had a very loose anus. Another equally thick and long dildo was inserted into her
anus. At this moment, Wang Fang's slender waist showed a little excess flesh due to the fullness of the two dildos,
but outsiders would hardly notice anything amiss; at most, it would be because Wang Fang had eaten more chocolate and done less aerobics.

This group of flight attendants were all married women, the youngest being 28-year-old Zhang Xuan, who had been married for three years and
was the only one who hadn't had children. The previous flight attendants, besides Wang Fang, included three others who had been
inserted extra-large dildos. The later ones also had large dildos inserted into their vaginas and anuses.
However, when it came to Zhang Xuan, Red Hair discovered they were out of lubricant. Apparently, he had rushed over and forgotten to bring a spare bottle
.

Without lubricant, inserting a large dildo might chafe Zhang Xuan's delicate vaginal flesh,
but using a medium-sized one seemed wasteful. Red Hair, however, had an idea: he would use Zhang Xuan herself
. He parted Zhang Xuan's thick labia and inserted his fingers, beginning to play with her vulva.

Soon, her vulva filled with vaginal fluid, and her clitoris began to swell and become full. Red Hair pinched Zhang Xuan's
clitoris and began squeezing it like milking a cow. Stimulated, Zhang Xuan's forehead broke out in a sweat, her motionless
body drenched in fragrant perspiration. Her entire body instinctively began to tremble slightly, yet she couldn't resist Red Hair's manipulation.
Sure enough, a viscous liquid slowly flowed out—Zhang Xuan's vaginal fluid.

This viscous fluid could be used as a lubricant. Just as Zhang Xuan was approaching climax, anticipating Red Hair's
caresses, a large dildo was inserted into her vagina. Red Hair
didn't smeared it on another dildo and inserted it into Zhang Xuan's anus.

Having completed the insertion of the dildos, Manager Wang and Red Hair looked with satisfaction at the twelve white buttocks before them.
After confirming everything was alright, Manager Wang and Red Hair took out twelve pairs of black thongs from their travel bags. The twelve
flight attendants were puzzled. Why had these two specifically brought black thongs? Did they have
a fetish for collecting women's underwear, wanting to collect their own?

Red Hair skillfully attached sanitary napkins to each pair of black thongs. These 12 pairs of panties
were no different from women's butt-lifting thongs, except for a subtle black diamond pattern on
the part , similar to a trademark. After confidently helping the flight attendants put on their panties with sanitary napkins, Manager Wang took out
his PDA and entered the next instruction with a stylus. The 12 flight attendants climbed down from the table,
speechless , obediently putting on their black pantyhose, then their red suit skirts and black
high heels.

The 12 neatly dressed flight attendants stood in a line before Manager Wang and Red Hair,
like a demonstration of etiquette. Manager Wang nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, now I'm giving you all your freedom. I hope
you flight attendants will do your best. My brother here will also be on this flight to supervise you. When we arrive in Tokyo,
he will give you instructions, of course, through telepathy."

An hour later, the 12 flight attendants were already on the plane, providing passengers with warm and attentive service. Their
gait was somewhat unnatural, as if something was wrong with their bodies, but with such attentive service,
who would notice? Only the flight attendants themselves knew the truth.

After boarding the plane, Wang Fang went to the cabin crew lounge and took off her red skirt, black pantyhose, and
high heels . However, when she tried to remove her black thong, she found herself unable to move.
Her hands wouldn't obey her commands; she couldn't reach her panties, let alone remove them and take out that
terrifying dildo!

It turned out that the black diamond-shaped mark on the vulva of the black thong that Manager Wang had specially provided for the flight attendants
was a high-tech brainwave control chip. Once activated, this chip could erase any
brainwave commands to touch it. Therefore, although the flight attendants could remove their pantyhose and high heels,
when their brains issued the command to remove their panties, their bodies lost the ability to execute those commands. In any case,
no one could remove the panties until the controller was deactivated.

When the 12 flight attendants realized they were powerless to remove their underwear, they had no choice but to resign themselves to their fate. Their only hope was that
the plane would reach its destination quickly, that they could complete the task assigned by Manager Wang, and that this terrible journey would end as soon as possible.

Soon after, Wang Fang's worst fears came true: unable to remove her underwear, she couldn't take out the dildo, and even
worse, she couldn't
urinate and the feeling of holding it in was unbearable. Wang Fang, however, hadn't
been to the toilet since morning, and her bladder felt like it was about to explode!

In the beverage preparation room, Wang Fang noticed that even the youngest, Zhang Xuan, had a flushed face, clearly also needing to urinate
. It was obvious that after several hours, all 12 flight attendants' bladders were full. Seeing the others
holding their urine made Wang Fang feel even more uncomfortable. What to do? Was she going to wet her pants?

Another round of service patrols began, and Wang Fang had to walk back and forth between the passengers with difficulty.

"Miss, please, a cup of coffee." A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper
said .

"Okay, coffee's coming right away." Wang Fang had to jog back to the beverage room. Wearing high heels, Wang Fang
couldn't run fast; every step risked incontinence.

After filling the coffee, Wang Fang carefully walked to the customer and placed it on the table.

"Miss!" Suddenly, an old lady shouted loudly.

"Ah!" Startled by the shout, Wang Fang spilled two drops of the scalding coffee she was carrying, which landed right on her
hand !

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, my hearing isn't very good, so I'm used to speaking loudly. I'm so sorry!"
The old lady quickly apologized, having startled the pretty flight attendant.

"It's...it's alright!" It turned out that the shock and stimulation had caused Wang Fang to lose control of her bladder. That "Ah!"
wasn't from the hot coffee, nor from the old lady's fright; it was because Wang Fang had wet herself!

Once the floodgates opened, the torrent in her crotch was unstoppable. Wang Fang stood there, legs tightly pressed together, but as soon as the urination
stopped, another stream shot out. She had been holding it in for far too long; how could she control such a large amount of urine?

After the most intense urination subsided, Wang Fang felt slightly better. Although urine was still gushing from her urethra,
she couldn't care less; after all, the customer was more important! Wang Fang turned around awkwardly, forcing a smile at
the old lady said, "I'm sorry, it's not your fault...May I ask what you would like?"

"I...I'd like a snack." The old lady was still very embarrassed.

"Okay, coming right away." Wang Fang awkwardly and laboriously walked towards the service area. Her urination hadn't stopped,
but her lower body was numb, and she could only let the urine flow out like a small stream. Now she understood
why Manager Wang had attached sanitary napkins to every pair of underwear—it was for the flight attendants' convenience when urinating!

The sanitary napkins were of good quality, Wang Fang secretly rejoiced; despite urinating so much, her underwear hadn't soaked through, so it wouldn't be a problem from the outside. But only she knew
how uncomfortable it was to have a urine-soaked sanitary napkin clinging tightly to her lower body. Wang Fang took a deep breath, picked up her snacks, and forced a smile as she walked towards the old lady. 　　Zhang Xuan walked towards her, her face also displaying a complex expression. There was a sense of humiliation and sadness, a sense of relief, and a deeply concealed sexual excitement… Wang Fang and Zhang Xuan exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile bitterly. They knew that the other woman had already urinated. Moreover, they believed that the other flight attendants were probably feeling the same way, because it was time for them to urinate too!

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