Lost Luggage 1

Author: cigarlad
Title: Lost Luggage
Date: 02 February 2017

Flying. It used to be fun, the excitement of travel, going to new places, even the experience of the airport and planes, packing and anticipation used to give me a buzz. Now it’s just a drag.

So, another business flight, this time to New Zealand. Seriously long - something like 23 hours, with stops. All that hanging around at passport control, waiting at stopovers. So this time when booking there was a whole new option. I’d had an email from the airline offering a ‘Fast Track’ service to selected travellers. It simply read…

‘Cut the hassle out of flying with our new Fast Track service - register all of your details and any medical issues in advance, we pick you up right on time, cut out all the waiting, provide a relaxing, comfortable way to travel and the next thing you know you’re there, safely, refreshed, and ready at your final destination’

Sounded fine to me, I tried to find out how what they could mean, called the helpline, but they just said it must be something new and they didn’t have much detail on it.
Worth a go, so ticked the box. An acknowledgement came, said to be ready at home at 0815 on the day of my flight, packed and ready to go and they take care of the rest. Sounded fine, I was expecting to have to get up a couple of hours earlier and face a horrible drive to the airport, struggle with parking, so far so good.

On the day, I get up ready and packed, and on time there is a knock at the door. Smart gentleman appears, takes my luggage and leads me to his car.
I sit comfortably in the back, looking at my phone, checking emails and making small talk with the driver and in a short while we get to the airport. We drive in through a service entrance, straight to a small industrial unit directly on the airfield. I start to worry about the time as the flight is due to take off at 0930 and it’s 0900 now.

Driver escorts me inside the unit where a couple of uniformed security guards take my luggage and show me straight to one of the rooms they they call the processing areas.

‘Have you used Fast Track before Sir?’

‘No, it’s new on me, not sure what to expect’ I reply

‘I’ll keep it short, as we’re quite tight on time Sir. This service is designed to treat the experience of flying as a more straightforward delivery service Sir. We have a special area in the rear of the cabin, away from standard passengers where we will place you. To be more efficient in carriage then we try to accommodate several more passengers in that area then would usually be seated in an equivalent space, and so to do that we have a philosophy that passengers on our service are effectively stored for transit. There will be around 10 other passengers stored with you.’

‘Hmm, you mean like baggage?’

‘Oh no Sir, not at all. Baggage is in the hold, entirely unsuitable. That would not be comfortable or practical with pressure issues. No, we have individual units where you will be placed for the journey and we ensure a relaxed experience.’

‘The units, perhaps I should say capsules are perfectly designed for each customer, and with such, well, limited room then we find that it’s a more enjoyable experience if we limit movement. To enable that then we will go through a process of restricting your ability to move so that you don’t feel any need to wander around. Perhaps Sir you could start by removing your outer clothing so we can begin the process’

Okay, I thought, If the flight goes quicker then it works for me. I start taking my jacket and shoes off, handing them to the second guard.

‘Also, Sir, would you mind drinking this small solution, it contains a combination of minerals and fluids that will make you comfortable and limit your need for refreshment’

I take a swig of the blue coloured drink, pulling a face when drinking it, given the horrible taste.

“Sorry about the taste Sir, I gather they are still working on making that part of experience taste a bit nicer’

They lead me through to the next room and I see what I’m in for - stacked up are a series of tubes, they have a hexagonal appearance from the end, flat bottom, all stacked up for maximum space efficiency.

‘Seriously, you’re going to put me in one of those?’ I say, baffled

‘Yes Sir, but please don’t be alarmed. We have a 100% satisfaction rating from our travellers, please trust us. There are two additional steps prior to storage. In order to restrict you we find a simple packaging method using a one piece leather sack is both practical, quick and comfortable; and then we find that customers enjoy a complete sensory deprivation experience and so we provide a comfortable piece of over the head wear, which allows you to drift off to sleep incredibly easily. Before you know it you’ll be asleep and wake up just when you arrive’

My doubts increase, but knowing the flight is due to take off soon, and how confident they are then I don’t see any other option now.
‘What if I have a problem, what do I do?’

‘Each capture has a microphone and small camera. Any issues will be picked up immediately and a member of the onboard staff will be straight there. They can access the capsule from the head end and provide any assistance. I’m confident no such issues will arise though Sir’

‘Ok, well we better get on with it I guess. I wish I’d known what this was about before as I doubt I’d have agreed to it.’

‘Yes Sir, I understand, I agree it’s not the usual method of travel, but the benefits far exceed the downsides.’

‘Would you mind just removing the remaining clothing please Sir’

‘All of it?’

‘yes Sir, all of it’

Fuck it, I take off my boxers and t-shirt. Standing naked in the aircraft hanger with two security guards. I can’t believe I’m doing this.

‘Thank you Sir. Now we need to process you for travel, the method we chose is a simple leather enclosure, otherwise known as a sleep sack. We have manufactured these to a very high specification to ensure a high level of breathability.

I step into it, one guard holds me upright whilst the other pulls it up and zips up the front. There is a head covering attached, a hood I suppose, that he pulls over my head. I try to move around to be able to see but I don’t find any eye holes. It feels nice, very nice. I feel my dick moving a little, ‘Seriously, I can’t get hard now’ and I try to think of boring stuff to stop it growing. I hope they don’t notice.

‘Everything okay Sir?’ he checks.

‘Yes, I thought I’d be able to see, but at least I can still speak’

‘Ahh, well we do find that most customers enjoy the experience more if they don’t.’ With that he places a soft gag in my mouth.

I try to protest, but I just give a muffled grunt.

‘You are ready for shipping Sir. Thank you for using our Fast Track service . Hope you enjoy the flight, please recommend our service’

And with that I hear what sound like the beeping of a fork lift. There’s a slight jolt as the board and soft mat that I’m on is lifted and moved. After a few seconds, a minute maybe, I come to a stop and I assume I’m in place in the capsule.

I hear a loud clunk and I assume the door of the capsule is shut.

Within a minute, I feel movement again hear some machinery and and I’m the move again, probably to the plane.

I rest, wriggle slightly, but just lie there, mind buzzing on what’s going on. I have to admit that lying inside this leather sack does feel good.

After a few minutes though, that worries start to go, my heartbeat slows to normal and I start to relax. Before I know it I drift off to sleep.

I awake with a sudden jolt. I remember where I am and what sort of madness this is.
There’s more movement, and I remember the transfer stop at Dubai. I get taken off, and stop again. Again I drift to sleep.
I don’t even notice when I’m put back on the next plane, and again awake with a jump. Thanks goodness, I must have arrived.

More movement, and I get unloaded.

I’m slid out of the capsule and feel the gag and hood being removed.

‘Welcome to New Zealand Sir, I hope you had an enjoyable journey’

I struggle to adjust to the light, and see a guard standing above me. He continues to unzip me and helps me up.

Surprisingly I feel quite fresh.

‘Your clothes and bags are here Sir and the car is just outside to take you to your appointment. The flight was on time and so we have confirmed with your scheduled appointment that you should be there in 30 minutes, is that satisfactory Sir?’

I feel like I should be in shock at what’s happened, but instead I’m relaxed and so pleased that I’ve got here and not had to endure a horrible long flight.

‘We will contact you with a collection time near the agreed return time. Any plans when you get back?’

’No, thankfully I have some time off to recover, I doubt that will take long with this service though’

‘Very good Sir’.

I get up, dress, take drink of coffee and thats it. I’m out of the airport. No hassles.

-
One week later.

Email confirmation arrives.. ‘Your scheduled Fast Track collection will be at 13:30 on Tuesday, please ensure you are ready to travel.’
I wait, this time with an excitement that I’ll be home before I know it.

I get dropped off at another unit within Auckland Airport, and welcomed inside.

‘Welcome back Sir, are you ready for your return journey?’

‘Yes, I have to say that I had my doubts, but it’s an excellent service’

‘Good Sir, very good, if you understand the process shall we get started?’

I take all my clothes straight off this time, may as well get on with it. I drink the disgusting drink, all in one go.

‘I’m sorry to say that we don’t have any available leather sleep sacks for the journey Sir, so we will use the alternate method. It’s just as comfortable, so please don’t worry’

‘Would you mind just stepping right here Sir’ - he motions to a circle on the floor which is adjacent to a machine. It's definitely a packaging machine. Fuck.

One guard pulls out part of a roll of black wrapping, it looks like the same stuff pallets are covered with, holds it on my legs and affixes it to my leg with a small piece of tape. He pulls a fixed cap type down to the top of my head, I guess to ensure I don’t wobble so much while the machine slowly starts to revolve around me. On each sweep it feeds out pallet wrap, moving slowly up my body.

‘Now don’t worry about heat Sir, it may look like standard wrapping but we have engineered this material to be very breathable, and combined with the airflow to the capsule then you will feel entirely comfortable and fresh for the journey.

The machine stops just short of my neck, thankfully.

They lift me up and onto a bench of some sort. They cover my feet with more of the material, taping it on for good measure. The whole thing feels quite comfortable, not that dissimilar to before and actually feels nice being so close to the skin.

‘and one last thing Sir, a simple head covering.’

The guard picks up a black hood, and pulls it snugly over my head. It feels like a struggle to get it on, but it pulls right down over my eyes and mouth and I feel it round my neck. Everything goes dark.

‘Oh I forgot to say, can I not have the mouth thing please?’

Too late, he shoves it in. A bit roughly for my liking I have to say.

‘Now Sir, we understand from the system that you enjoyed the process so as this is your second flight using our Fast Track System we can upgrade you to the Experience package, would you like that?’

I want to ask what it is, but all I do is grunt.

‘Excellent Sir’

I’m rolled over and I feel something around my arse, firstly it’s fresh air but then a feel a cold liquid around my hole. Then something starting to force it’s way up me.

‘Fuck’ I yell, but again not much comes out, not that I think it would make difference.

I tighten my cheeks to stop it, breathing hard, but he pushes it and with a sudden pop then something is up my hole. I’m not that innocent to know they’ve stuck a butt plug up me.

“Well done Sir, that should make you more comfortable’

‘Now Sir, we pride ourselves on hygiene and so would not want any mess on the way so we find in these situations it it best to restrain your ability to ‘accidentally’ get erect which may lead to problems’

I’m rolled over on my back and feel more snipping around my cock area. I feel some fiddling and I’m positive they have just fitted a chastity device on my cock and balls.

‘I hope that is comfortable Sir’

I instantly feel like i want to get hard and my dick starts to grow.

‘Ahh, yes Sir, i see you are happy with the experience. I hope you have a good flight.’

With that, machinery starts up and I start my journey into the capsule.

My cock struggles against the device, it almost feels painful. Instead of wriggling, I try to stay still so that the plug doesn’t push itself even further up me.

I lie there awake and mind buzzing again. Nothing seems to be happening.

It feels like hours later, but probably not, and I’m still awake.

I hear the clunk of the door to etc capsule opening, and a booming voice says. ‘I’m sorry Sir, I’m afraid there is an issue with loading today, we have a small problem with the plane and so there will be a delay’

‘Typical’ I think. Stuck here, with this thing up my arse.

I take advantage of the time and try to move my arse up and down, the plug feels good, but get frustrated since getting hard is out of the question.

More time passes, this time it was definitely hours.
The mystery voice returns ‘Hello Sir, I’m sorry to say that there was an issue and so we will have to put you on the next flight. The practical method is to leave you prepared so as to not waste time later on, however we will just move you to a longer term storage area to make room for our other departure customers. I trust that will be okay.’ and with that, the door shuts.

I hear the fork lift and movement starts as I’m transported to ‘long term storage’

‘Shit’, i think, long term storage, what the hell. The movement seems to go on for ages, I’m sure to a different unit at the airport.

More hours pass. I've no idea what time it is, but it must be nighttime, I'm sure they must have gone home by now.

Clunk. The door opens.

‘’I’m very sorry Sir, there was an error and the flight took off hours ago, we forgot to load you on so we’ll have to put you on tomorrows flight. Look, I’m Sorry about this Sir, what if we make it up to you and make the experience good for you, hows that sound?’

I feel a hand on my leg.

I have no idea what they mean, but it can’t get any worse so I grunt a yes.

‘Lets get him out’

I’m slid out of the capsule and come to a rest.

One of them takes the device off my cock. I feel relieved at that at least.
Short lived though as someone starts playing with my dick, I try not to let it get hard, but I can’t resist and before i know it it’s rock hard.

’The fucker loves it, doesn’t he. Who’s first?’

‘Me first, fancied fucking him as soon as he turned up, glad we kept him’

I’m rolled over, the plug is pulled out, slowly at least, and then he slides himself into the lubed up hole.
‘Yeah man, that's good’, he pounds my arse, deep and slow.

‘Enjoy it man’ the other guard says, encouraging him

‘I am, I love these Fast Track jobs’

I squeeze my cheeks, feeling very thrust of him feel in me, and trying so hard not to cum.
He doesn’t take long, and I feel his cock pulsing, ready to shoot. He pulls out and I feel his hot cum spat across my back.

“Thats ace man, he’s got a great arse. Your turn’

‘I wanna ride his cock’ he says, rolling me over, my cock standing erect

He sits on me and I feel my dick slowly sliding into him, I can’t believe this.

Nice and slowly he moves up and down on my dick, each time i start to twitch he slows down, edging me for ages.
There’s only so much I can take and eventually I can’t take any more, he pulls off and i feel his and my cum shooting across my chest.

‘Fuck, that was great man. Sorry, I mean, I hope you enjoyed that Sir.’ reverting back to official Guard mode

Too right, I tried to grunt.

They stand me up and wrap more pallet wrap around me, on top of the cum, and covering my dick.

’Time for storage Sir’

I’m slid back in the container and this time the door is slammed shut. I drift off to sleep in my wrapped cocoon, covered in cum, and the return journey goes by quickly. I sleep right through loading onto the plane.

I wake up when we land, and get an instant boner. At least it’s covered by the wrap I think.

Getting out is super quick and efficient as before.

I checked afterwards and there were no plane delays. Turns out there is no ‘Experience package’ either.

I volunteered for the next Auckland job.