“Now, Darlene, now!” Louise had to fight to keep from screaming. Her pale face or the tone of her voice or something about the way she stood told Darlene that something was wrong.
“I’ll check with you later, Roger,” she said to the man, then stood and brushed past Louise saying, “This had better be damned good. I don’t find guys like that very often. Usually they’re so old their dentures keep falling out when they talk to me.”
“Oh, Darlene,” said Louise. “I’m sorry. God, you’ll never know how sorry I am about this.”
“About what?” And then Darlene saw the gun in Remington’s hand. Her head turned back and saw the stricken look on Louise’s face and the white-as-a-ghost complexion of Vanessa.
“Yeah, pretty lady, this is a hijack. But right now, we’re biding our time and just hijacking a little pussy. Right, Keegan?”
“Right, Remington. And God, how I wish I could play pirate in this one’s snatch. She’s a looker, that’s for sure.” The man was almost drooling on himself as he looked Darlene over.
Louise guessed that he found Darlene extremely attractive. The other stewardess was a little fleshier than either Louise or Vanessa. She had thick thighs and an ass that rolled perfectly as she walked. Her tits were bigger, too, and Louise knew that some men really got off on seeing them sway and swing as the stewardess moved.
“What are you going to do?” demanded Darlene, frightened but still not aware of the atrocities these two men were capable of committing.
“Don’t give us that bullshit line about giving ourselves up, girlie. We heard it already. As I said, we’re pussy pirates right now and Long John Silver here’s gonna stuff his sword all the way up your sheath.”
“What?”
“He’s going to rape you,” stammered Vanessa. “Like the other one did me.”
Then Darlene got scared. She turned and started to run out into the cabin. She bumped into Louise in her haste. The pair fumbled for a moment and then crashed to the floor in a pile of arms and legs. Remington came over and yanked them to their feet.
“Now, get back there into that dinky kitchen. I want to fuck you right now and if I don’t get my rocks off in a hurry, you’re all gonna be in a world of trouble.”
“Maybe they’d like to walk home from here?” suggested Keegan. “It’s a hell of a big step. But if you survive that, it’s a lot easier going from then on.” He laughed viciously and gestured with his gun. He poked it into Darlene’s tits, finding her nipple poking through the thin fabric of her uniform and capturing it in the barrel of his gun.
The woman moaned softly as her tit began to throb from his mishandling. She felt her nipple totally filling up the barrel of the gun. Her nipple expanded and then cruelly pushed against the steel. The man leaned into her and the barrel sank into her marshmallowy soft tit-flesh.
“Bang!” he said. “I’d love to bang you.”
“You’re evil,” panted Darlene, her eyes wide with horror at what Keegan was doing. The sight of that gun menacing her had convinced the woman that this wasn’t some sort of practical joke. It was for real. These men were killers — and worse.
“Buzz off, man,” said Remington. “She’s mine. I got the boner and you don’t. That makes her all mine this time.”
“This time,” said Keegan, stepping back. His gun never left Darlene. Louise hesitated, thinking about going for the captain. But with the other stewardess as hostage, there wasn’t much the captain could do. He would be at their mercy, too.
And Remington and Keegan hadn’t shown they had any mercy.
“That sweet, waggling ass of yours really turns me on,” said Remington. “I think it would be fun fucking it.”
“What?” asked Darlene, stunned at the rapid turn of events. “You can’t mean you want to…”
“Yeah, baby, I’m gonna cornhole you. And I’ll bet it’s gonna be a load of fun, too. That cushion you got hanging in back of you is the most fuckable looking ass I’ve seen in years.”
“You can’t do this!” she cried and then she found out that Remington could ass-rape her. His strong hands spun her around and bent her over one of the seats. Her hands fluttered futilely across the seat cushion while the man hiked up her skirt from behind.
“Hmmmm, she wears panties, too. Keegan, remind me to pass a message along to the president of this airline telling him it would be better if none of the airline flight attendants wore any undies.”
“Right, boss. Got it. Memo to the sap running this dipshit airline.”
“And hand me that knife.”
“Knife!” croaked Darlene. “What are you going to do to me?”
“I told you, baby doll. I’m gonna fuck you up the tailpipe. But first, I’m gonna get you naked like you should be.”
She felt the cold steel of the knife blade raking along her soft inner thigh. The woman almost went mad from fear. And yet there was something sensuous about the knife against her skin, something she couldn’t put into words. When she felt the sharp tip poke up under her panties, she almost cried out. A gun barrel poking into the side of her head shut her up.
“Good girl,” said Keegan. “We don’t want a lot of nosy passengers coming up to see what’s happening. Why, they might want some of this hot and heavy action themselves. And they don’t get it if they travel economy, you know.”
Darlene cried openly now. The top of the seat back cut into her belly and shut off her air. And the knife continued up against her soft flesh, digging in and promising destruction.
She gasped when the blade sliced through the fabric over the crotch of her panties. In two swift cuts, Remington had the garment off her. Her ass gleamed. His hand gripped one of her snow-white asscheeks.
“So nice,” he said, trailing his finger along her humid ass-crack. “I think buggering you will be the best thing that’s happened to me in ages. Yes, sir, I really think that.”
“Don’t do this to her, please,” begged Louise. “You don’t have to abuse us. Just go tell the captain you have us as hostages and…”
“And what, Blondie?”
“And you don’t have to fuck her up the ass,” said Louise, stunned that the words came so easily to her.
Remington laughed, as amused at her embarrassment as anything else. “Fuck it,” he said simply, turning back to the bent-over stewardess.
“Oh, my ass!” cried out Darlene. “Why don’t you just let me up and…”
“Shit, you chicks are all alike. You want me to fuck your butt, I know it. But you got to play those prick-tease games of yours. Enough of all that.” Remington turned and menaced Louise to keep her in her place. The sight of the gun was more than enough to freeze her. Keegan held Vanessa tightly and prevented her from intervening.
Darlene cried out in pain and fear when she felt his long, hard cock poking between the thick slabs of her asscheeks. His cock plunged down into her ass-crack and sought out the tight pink ring of her asshole.
“Ohhh!” she shrieked when the blunted head of his cock banged into her butt. “You’re hurting meee!”
“You love it, bitch. Don’t tell me no different,” snapped Remington. The man’s hips swung forward and then stopped.
Darlene almost went out of her mind with the pain. She was tensed up and didn’t want to get that heavy male battering ram all the way up her back. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t relax enough to allow him to fuck into her.
“Loosen up chick, or it’s gonna hurt like hell. I’m not backing away. Not when I have the promise of some sweet, hot ass to fuck. Any yours is about the sweetest I ever seen.”
His hands cupped her buttocks and squeezed down powerfully. She hated to admit it to anyone, much less herself, but she felt a tremor of desire rippling through her body. She wanted him butt-fucking her! And yet it was ass-rape. This was a crime, a sin, something so impossibly evil she couldn’t even think about it.
She screamed as his ungreased cock poked even harder against her asshole. Her ass-ring gave grudgingly, then snapped wide open and allowed his prick to fuck all the way up into her steaming hot guts.
She felt as if he had speared her with a red-hot poker. Her insides churned and boiled. The woman’s tight asshole stretched to the breaking point to take his huge prick. The walls of her ass-tunnel had to stretch even more to take his cock. But once she had relaxed just a little, his prick pulsing and throbbing deep inside her felt good.
