Solo Flight (Part 4)

"I'm getting a little tired of doing all the work, whore!" said Trish, removing the strap-on from Joe's bloody hole, releasing the arm restraints, and casually pushed him to the floor. Noticing that the dildo was covered with blood and feces, she chastised him once more. "Look at the mess you've made, slut!" she said, forcing the phallus back into his oral cavity. "It had better be clean when it comes out of your mouth!" Brenda had recovered from her orgasm, and began whipping Joe's back to the same rhythm that he sucked Trish's cock. For several minutes they continued in this manner, until the dildo was clean and both of their cigars were smoked down to the butt. They extinguished the butts on his back and tossed them on the floor in front of him. "Eat up, ashtray!" grinned Brenda. In no position to argue, Joe did as he was told. Trish and Brenda looked down on their unwilling victim and roared with laughter.

"Mind if we take over girls?" boomed a voice coming out of the cockpit. "We've been listening to the whole thing and we're anxious to join in! The plane will be on auto-pilot for a while!" Joe lifted his head and peered up at Captain Tina and her co-pilot Tracy. They were two extremely busty, amazon goddesses, both close to seven feet tall in their six-inch heels, and close to two hundred pounds each. Both were dressed in standard airline dress, with the exception of the black, patent leather, thigh-high boots and dark, reflective sunglasses. "Put him back in the chair, ladies", ordered Tina. Trish and Brenda complied, placing Joe back in the seat and fastening the restraints once again. As they did, Tina strutted back and forth impatiently, staring at Joe with a look of utter disgust. "Well girls, what the fuck should we do with this stupid piece of shit?" she asked rhetorically. "Does he think his pathetic little cock could actually satisfy a woman? Why, just look at it, he can't even get it hard!" The women laughed in unison.

"Oooh! I've got a delicious idea", said Tracy, grabbing a cigar and a piece of string. She lit the cigar, took several deep puffs, and then tied one end of the string to the unlit end. Then she tied the other end of the string to a screw on the ceiling and adjusted the length of the string so the cigar hung two inches above Joe's flaccid dick. The other women smiled in agreement. "Fantastic", said a delighted Tina. "Now whatever can we do to excite our little toy?" Brenda spoke up. "Tina, he really seemed to be turned on earlier watching us smoke cigars. We've got plenty of them left!" Tina grinned wickedly and immediately offered cigars to the others. They all took turns lighting each other's cigars and then stood back to begin their torment of Joe.