“I’ll get Blondie,” said Keegan, eager to see what would happen next. He came back with the half-dead stewardess. She fell into a limp pile at their feet. Remington looked at her and smiled.
“She’s just what the doctor ordered for these hot and horny guys. Okay, crew, here’s the drill. You get onto your back so you can shove that prick up into her pussy.” He snapped the slender thread holding Captain Jackson and shoved the man onto the floor.
The captain glared up at Remington as the hijacker rolled Louise over onto his supine body.
“Help him get his prick into the right slot, Keegan,” said Remington.
“Not on your life, man. I don’t touch no other guy’s balls. Let one of the chicks do it. You,” he said, pointing to Darlene. “You’re not all tied up. You stuff his prick into her cunt.”
Darlene went over, shaking with pent up fury. But as long as the men threatened her with the guns, she was powerless to do anything but obey them.
“I’m sorry, Captain, Louise. Really I am.”
“Sorry, hell,” laughed Remington. “You’d do anything to get your hands on Captain Jack’s balls. Go on and fondle them while you’re down there. It’ll do you both a world of good.”
Louise felt the woman’s hands brushing across her cunt-lips. She sighed and leaned heavily against the captain’s broad chest. Resting her head on the man’s breast, she could hear his heart strongly beating deep inside. When Darlene grabbed his cock and began fumbling it into the woman’s juicy slit, the man’s heart started beating more strongly.
“Ummmm,” said Louise. “Feels so nice. So good having you in me,” she whispered hotly to the captain. And she wasn’t lying. She meant it. She had been abused and raped and beaten until every single muscle in her body protested. But this was going to be good. The captain couldn’t hurt her. He wouldn’t if he could. He was a nice man.
“Go on and fuck yourself on his prick, Blondie,” said Remington. “I want to see that well-spanked ass of yours moving on his cock.”
Louise hunched up and got her knees under her enough to begin moving her hips. She couldn’t get much motion, but the feel of his prick moving slightly in her hot cunt thrilled her more than she’d thought it would. This was more like a normal fucking. She could almost believe she and the captain had shacked up somewhere at one of the airline’s stopover points.
Imagining this, she sighed again and got into the spirit of the fucking. The way his prick boldly thrust into her pussy now excited her more and more. She felt the aches and pains in her body slowly being erased by the smooth, swift action of his cock against her cunt-flesh. Her juices flowed more rapidly and oiled her fuck-tunnel enough to push her to the brink of orgasm.
She should have realized that Remington wouldn’t let her really enjoy herself. He would think of some way to pervert a perfectly natural and thrilling sex act.
“You, flyboy, get on and fuck her ass. Do it now!”
Louise cried out in pain as Joel dropped heavily on top of her and shoved his prick between the tortured slabs of her ass. His cock plummeted down into her humid crack and sought out her asshole. The lightest of touches against that pinkly fisted muscle made her scream.
The pain lancing into her loins came from the fact that the Scotch enema had damaged her most sensitive flesh. And now the hurt was being added to by the motion of the man’s cock against her wounds.
She couldn’t blame Joel for it. The co-pilot was still tied up and being forced to fuck her by Remington. The source of all her agony came from that hijacker. Keegan was just going along for the ride.
“Fuck her butt good, man, or I might decide to shoot you. You wouldn’t want an extra hole in your head, would you?” Remington shoved the pistol hard against the back of Joel’s head.
The man began fucking with slow, deliberate strokes. Every single thrust into her agonized asshole caused Louise to gasp with pain. The prick in her pussy was giving her all sorts of joy. Having to take two cocks at once into her guts tore her up inside.
“Fuck faster, all of you!” cried Remington. The sharp report of a pistol being fired into the floor near them caused all three to jump. The two men fucked faster, grinding Louise shamelessly.
The captain managed to hunch up and lift the weight of both Louise and his co-pilot. This shoved his prick ever deeper into the woman’s pussy. She thrilled to the touch of his cock moving inside her juicy cunt. But the pain when both his and Joel’s cock filled her up made her cry out in anger and pain.
“Not good enough for you, Blonde?” asked Remington. “Well, I have just the answer. You’re just using your mouth too much. And not for the right things. I remember how well you suck cock. And Baldy over there is getting jealous. He isn’t getting any of the action from you. So you’re going to suck him off. Get over there, Baldy.”
Louise had turned her head to one side. She felt the soft brushing of cock against her lips. She opened her eyes and saw nothing but the radioman’s crotch. His balls dangled loosely, the thread still hanging around them. His cock was stiff as an iron rod and just inches from her face.
“No!” she cried. “Don’t make me do th-“
Darlene had reached over and shoved the man’s prick into the helpless woman’s mouth. Louise almost gagged at the unexpected entry. He didn’t shove his hips forward to fuck her face and this kept her from choking. But that didn’t last long.
She heard a loud whack and felt the radioman jump. She guessed that Keegan was whipping the man across the ass. This made him shove his hips forward with every stinging blow. And this made him face-fuck her.
The blonde stewardess resigned herself to more misery. Any two of the men she might have been able to enjoy. All three were a chore. The captain fucked her cunt with slow, sure strokes that soothed and excited her at the same time. The way the co-pilot fucked ripped and tore at her guts until she wanted to die.
Now she had to suck on the third man’s cock.
“By the way, did I tell you guys that if you don’t come, I’ll kill you? I didn’t?” said Remington. “How stupid of me to forget it. Just got excited over fucking Blondie, I suppose. But it’s true. If you don’t come, I’m going to shoot you dead.”
Louise felt all three of the men tense up. She guessed they had been thinking they would take it easy with her, not to make her endure an all-out fucking. But that was past. She realized they had to abuse her collectively or they would die. Self-preservation came into play.
She felt them increase their penetrations.
The blonde woman should have loved every second of this. Most women never got the chance to fuck with two men at a time, much less three. But this wasn’t under circumstances any of them had chosen freely. They were all prisoners of the hijackers and being made slaves by them.
“Isn’t that a sexy pile?” asked Remington. “But there’s something missing. I want to make sure they all enjoy it and here’s the poor honey buns just sitting and watching. Join them, honey buns.”
He prodded Darlene in the ass with his shoe. She glared at him and asked, “Where should I go? It looks like all the available cock is being used.”
“Humor. I like that in a chick. Why, honey buns, all you have to do is do some licking. Try licking the co-pilot’s asshole, for example. That’ll help him get his rocks off and might save him from getting ventilated with this.”
Remington fired another bullet into the ceiling of the airplane. Darlene cringed. And then Keegan shoved her onto the writhing pile of sweating flesh. She found her head being pressed down savagely into the co-pilot’s hairy ass.
Her tongue hesitantly licked out. She wasn’t sure what she was doing, but it didn’t much appeal to her — not when it was being enforced with the threat of death. But her tongue lightly crossed the man’s asshole and she felt him stiffen. This inspired her to drive the pointy tip of her darting pink tongue all the way up into his asshole.