Robert Vickers: The Unwilling Stewardess

The FBI agent laughed grimly. “Your pilot’s a sharp one. He flew out over the Gulf of Mexico, circled through Mexico and came up over Baja and then landed here. This is the Nevada desert. You’re in the US. You hardly ever left.”

“The US?” she asked dumbly.

“Is it okay to go in and get the others out? Or should we wait?”

“You’ve been out here all the time?” she said dumbfounded. “You didn’t try to rescue us? Not once?”

“We saw you out here and thought they might kill you all if we tried to rush the plane. Waiting is what the manual says to do, so we waited.”

“You let me be raped up the cunt and ass, you let them torture me, you let them burn me and shoot me and do the same to the rest of the crew because your manual says that’s the thing to do?” Her anger rose and flushed her cheeks. She stood and glared at the FBI agent.

“That’s right, ma’am. We have to do things by the book. Is it all right to go in and get them now?”

“One’s fucking Darlene and the other’s fucked Vanessa. The men are okay for the moment. I guess you can go in, unless one or both of them have gotten their rocks off.”

The FBI man looked strangely at her, then asked, “Pardon me for asking this, ma’am, but do all your airline’s employees talk dirty like you?”

“Just the ones who’ve been ass-raped and tortured while the FBI watched,” she added bitterly.

“It’s in the manual, ma’am. We…”

“… couldn’t do anything else,” she finished for him. She rubbed her wrists and said tiredly, “Let me go look for you. If they see me, they’ll just think I’ve returned, if they even noticed I’m gone. If they’re still busy fucking Vanessa and Darlene, I’ll signal.”

“Can’t do that, ma’am. We got to go in.”

“So do it, damn your eyes!” she raged. “Do it fast before they come! You’ve got to catch them while their minds are on fucking or you’ll never get any of the other crew out safely.”

The FBI man nodded and signaled to the others. Slowly, they went up the back steps. With a rush, they entered the plane.

A few shots and then ghastly silence.

Louise waited with bated breath to see who would come out. First came the men. All three of them were huddled together, as if for mutual comfort.

The captain saw Louise and hurried to her, wrapping his arms around her. “Thank God, you made it out here to tell them. I was worried you wouldn’t make it.”

“They were waiting,” she said dully. “And they didn’t do anything.”

“They got them. We’re all safe now.”

“Are we?” asked Louise. “They’ll be out on parole in a few years. No matter what they did to us. The court will let them out — if they even convict them.”

“Don’t worry, Louise,” said Captain Jackson. “We’ll see them convicted.”

“I’m not so sure.” The blonde stewardess saw the FBI agents helping out Vanessa and Darlene. Vanessa’s pussy still drooled white cum. Louise wasn’t able to see if any came from Darlene’s ass or not. She guessed it had been filled with enough for an eternity.

Then came Keegan and Remington. They were both smiling smugly. They knew they wouldn’t serve much time in jail. They’d be freed on bond soon enough anyway. And they might never be convicted.

As they passed by, Louise surged out and grabbed the FBI man’s gun. She had never used a gun before, but she had seen Remington and how he aimed his. She fired twice at Keegan and four times at Remington. The gun kept clicking as she continued pulling the trigger long after it had run out of ammo.

The FBI man snatched the gun from her and snapped, “Get an ambulance out here for those two. She’s shot them.” Turning to Louise, the man said, “I’m sorry but I have to arrest you for armed assault on two federal prisoners.”

“This one’s dead,” said the man checking over Keegan.

Louise beamed. She had hit him twice in the heart, just where she was aiming.

“This one’s even worse off,” said another FBI agent. “She blew his balls off. All four shots blew his balls off!”

Louise collapsed with relief. She had hit him exactly where she’d been aiming, too. Let them throw the book at her. She had gotten back at the men in the best way possible.

Let them do what they wanted to her; it couldn’t be as bad as she had experienced at the hands of the two hijackers!