The hijacking of humiliation

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

"Thank you all very much for flying with us today. I am Captain Li.
Flight 703 has taken off on time, and our current altitude is..."

Hearing the captain's voice over the loudspeaker, Yosuke snapped back to reality. Naomi was still drinking her tea.

"Here's your beer." Reiko Uemura placed the beer in front of Yosuke and turned to leave.

Yosuke thanked her and pulled the tab on the can. He took a sip of beer, his eyes following Reiko's
buttocks. A buttocks that suited a slender figure swayed from side to side as she walked.

Just as Reiko entered the cabin, she immediately retreated, looking tense. Then a young
flight attendant was pushed out by a man, her hands tied behind her back and a wet wipe stuffed in
her mouth .

In an instant, Yosuke didn't know what was happening, or perhaps it was Naomi who realized the seriousness of the situation and, in her
shock , dropped her teacup.

"Ah...!"

The atmosphere inside the plane instantly became very tense. Three masked men appeared out of nowhere and shouted loudly.
Only then did Yosuke realize what was happening.

Screams erupted inside the plane, obscuring the masked thugs' conversation. Two of the three men
pointed pistols at the passengers; the third, holding a 20-centimeter-long dagger
to

roared, "Don't scream!"

"Help!" a middle-aged woman sitting nearby cried out in panic.

"Don't scream! Do you hear me?!" The man with the dagger punched the woman, who
slumped back into her seat, silent.

"Ah!..." More screams erupted from the passengers, guns pointed in that direction, and the plane
fell silent , a heavy atmosphere thick with tension.

"We have no intention of harming the passengers. To be saved, you must obey orders,"

the tall man, presumably the leader, said. Hearing sighs from the passengers, he seemed somewhat relieved
.

Meanwhile, the flight attendants, though tense, gradually regained their composure, perhaps due to prior training
.

The leader handed a pistol to another man and removed the pantyhose used as a mask. A long-faced man with an
ethereal his sharp eyes piercing the air, his curly hair reaching his shoulders. If he grew a beard, he would
look exactly like the Brazilian footballer who had naturalized in Japan.

Two other men followed suit, removing their hooded stockings. One was bald, the other short with
a small mustache.

The leader surveyed the cabin and said, "This plane…"

The passengers waited anxiously for him to continue.

"Flying to Hong Kong as scheduled."

"There are more than three of us; several others have already infiltrated your ranks, and we have handguns
. Any misstep will be fatal." The leader's voice was calm and deep, not bluffing.

The passengers exchanged glances, suspicion creeping into their hearts. Everyone wore an expression suggesting they weren't criminals,
looking at each other with suspicion.

"And…" The leader retrieved an aluminum foil package from the cabin and held it high, seemingly to make it visible to those behind him
. Tearing open a corner revealed a small package. Opening the package revealed a gray, clay-like substance: "This is
plastic explosive!"

A commotion erupted inside the plane, then immediately subsided. The leader put down the foil packet and pointed at the
young flight attendant whose hands were bound behind her back: "Hey! Mustache, this woman is quite cute!"

The leader called on the mustachioed man to pull hard on the ropes binding the flight attendant, scrutinizing her lightly made-up face,
saying, "Heh heh! Seeing how cocky you all are usually, I wonder what kind of expression you'll make then?"

The mustachioed man brought his dark face close to the flight attendant's: "Miss, where are you most sensitive?"

"..."

"I'm asking you, where do you want to start?"

"Ugh...ugh..." With a wet wipe stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't answer.

"Well then, let me check!" The leader's right hand slipped inside the flight attendant's collar.

"Ugh..." Perhaps she was refusing, but the wet wipe in her mouth prevented her from speaking.

The buttons on her uniform came undone, her shirt torn, revealing her bra.

The leader made the flight attendant stand in the middle of the aisle, glanced at the passengers with a smug smile, then grabbed the center of
her bra and pulled hard. The torn bra landed near Yosuke, trembling with fear. The stubborn Naomi stared
, dumbfounded.

Faced with this situation, Yosuke felt something beyond fear, something that surprised even himself.
What was about to happen? A sense of anticipation excited him.

The young flight attendant was completely naked from the waist up, and the passengers, now a striptease audience, were all watching her.

"Make this woman stand on her seat so the guests can see clearly!"

"Yes, boss!" the bald man replied immediately.

Like a slave in an auction, the young flight attendant stood on her seat.

"Please look carefully," the leader said, as the man with the mustache slapped the flight attendant's breast,
intending to make her lift her head and straighten her upper body.

"Ah…!" The flight attendant's face contorted in pain.

The man with the mustache was short, looked very young, and was somewhat bald. After slapping her breasts, the man with the mustache
jumped onto his seat and began playing with her nipples.

Yosuke felt like he was watching porn, almost bursting out laughing! He felt bad for the
flight attendant , but it was the first time he'd encountered something like this, and he found it amusing. Perhaps the flight attendant could consider it training? Naomi, who had been gripping Yosuke's thigh tightly, seemed to share the same sentiment, watching the man's actions

with anticipation . Yosuke looked around. Many passengers were still terrified, but others, like him, were filled with anticipation for what would happen next. What should have been a few minutes felt like an eternity to the passengers. "That's enough. Let this woman go!" the man with the mustache said, pulling a wet wipe . Yosuke could finally see the flight attendant clearly: a round-faced, cute beauty with her hair styled in a bun, which would undoubtedly be long if loosened, and a relatively short stature. The leader pinched her nipple between his fingers and began to rub her breast. "Please...please don't do this!" the young flight attendant pleaded tearfully, her voice pitiful. He had expected her to cry out for help, but her voice was weak and powerless; she probably didn't even have the strength to shout. Yosuke had anticipated a fierce resistance from the young flight attendant, so he felt a little disappointed. "Tell me your name."

"..." The topless woman closed her eyes and didn't answer.

"Didn't you hear me?"

The young flight attendant still kept her mouth shut and refused to answer. In fact, it was less a resistance and more an inability to speak
due to .

At this moment, Yosuke's interest in the unfolding events had surpassed his fear.

"The other flight attendants, could you tell me this stripper's name... before I lose
my temper ?" The leader pointed his gun at the temple of the passenger next to him.

The old man's expression changed drastically when he saw the gun pointed at him; he trembled all over and almost fainted.

At this moment, Uemura Reiko walked up to the leader, simply straightening her back and staring at him without saying a word.

Reiko's eyes were sharp, incongruous with her beauty. The leader glared back at her, and Reiko suddenly raised her right hand.
"Slap!" Reiko slapped the leader across the face, making a crisp sound. The passengers held their breath, as if afraid
to breathe , wondering how the hijacker would react.

Unexpectedly, the leader touched his slapped face and smiled at Reiko. Yosuke had expected the leader to angrily
beat Reiko, but he was wrong.

"I'm asking this woman's name," the leader asked Reiko in a gentle tone, as if she hadn't been hit at all.

However, this flight attendant named Reiko was far too agitated; if the hijackers opened fire in anger, the situation could be serious.

Perhaps a sense of justice drove her to this action, but in this situation, it was far too risky. Looking at her from
behind , her legs trembled slightly as she took this decisive action, showing that she was still afraid
.

"Her name is...her name is Tanida Kinue, she's a newcomer. Please, please don't hurt the passengers."

"Tanida Kinue..." The leader stared at the young flight attendant again, a smug smile on his face, then
turned to Reiko and said, "What's your name?"

"..." Reiko didn't answer, still glaring at the leader, as if to say, "Can't you just look at the name tag on your chest
?"

Reiko's defiant attitude towards the hijackers made Yosuke break out in a cold sweat for her.

"Say your name out loud!"

"I...I...Uemura...Reiko..."

"Oh, quite a beautiful woman!"

Reiko became even more nervous after being praised by the hijacker.

At this moment, the man with the mustache standing next to her said, "Reiko, take your clothes off for me too."

"What?... " Reiko's body stiffened instantly.

Yosuke thought to himself, "Excellent!" He stared intently at Reiko, a smile appearing on his face.
Seeing this, Naomi pinched Yosuke's thigh hard.

"Ugh...what are you doing? This is the perfect time!" Yosuke scolded Naomi with a dissatisfied expression.

"Teacher, what do you mean by 'the perfect time'...?" Naomi frowned and looked around,
startled to find that the men sitting around her were all looking at Reiko with excited eyes, just like Yosuke.

Reiko pleaded in a hoarse voice, "You can't do that...it will disturb the passengers..."

"Disturb? Look at their expressions."

Hearing the mustachioed man say this, Reiko looked around, her face showing surprise as curious or
lecherous eyes were fixed on her.

"..."

"See, the passengers all have this expectation. Don't forget, this old man's life, and your
lives are in our hands."

Reiko looked around with a pleading expression. Not only the passengers, but even the other flight attendants just
silently stared at her.

"Hurry up, this is the last time!" The leader fired at the television in front.

"Ah!!" The passengers screamed, and broken glass fell on nearby passengers. Fortunately,
the bullet didn't hit the glass or the fuselage, averting a disaster; perhaps the perpetrators also possessed this level of knowledge.

Seeing this, Reiko resigned herself to her fate and began to undress.

"Hurry!" the bald man urged impatiently.

Reiko seemed not to hear, slowly pulling down the zipper of her skirt. She stopped halfway through, preparing
to remove the flight attendant's hat.

"Don't move, keep the hat," the leader commanded sternly.

Reiko glared at the leader with sharp eyes, then let her skirt fall to her feet. This was a real flight attendant's
striptease, and in the sacred workplace—an airplane. The uniform hat was an indispensable
prop , as it proved she was a flight attendant.

Yosuke felt incredibly lucky to have encountered something like this. As long as he didn't resist, he probably wouldn't be
killed, and being a man, he was unlikely to be asked to do anything terrible, though he might get beaten…

Probably all the male passengers shared the same thought, nervously watching how things would unfold.

Naomi rested her head on Yosuke's shoulder, looking frightened, but seemingly deliberately, her eyes fixed
on the undressing flight attendant.

Reiko lowered her head, her hands reaching behind her back to unzip her bra, but then she lowered her head again, looking somewhat
hesitant .

Then, the bald man's angry shouts rang out again: "What are you doing?... Hurry up and take it off!"

"Please spare me!" Reiko's eyes were filled with tears, her sorrowful voice and expression stimulating the
latent desires of the male customers.

The muzzle of the gun in the bald man's hand pressed against Reiko's breasts through her bra: "Why aren't you moving? You should be
serving the customers properly."

The muzzle created a dent in the bra, and Reiko began to move again. Overcoming her shame, she finally took off her bra and threw it on
the ground, covering her breasts with her hands.

Just as Yosuke had imagined, Reiko's breasts were relatively small, but the round mounds of flesh were so white they had a sacred
feel , matching Reiko's cold beauty.

"Take off the bottom too!"

Reiko's right hand left her chest and began to take off her pantyhose. It seemed difficult to take them off with only one hand; whenever she lost
her balance , her breasts, covered only by her left arm, would sway, and low sighs came from the passenger seats.

Reiko, now only wearing a pair of panties, once again covered her breasts with her hands, the passengers' greedy eyes fixed on
Reiko 's hands.

The leader issued the order: "Reiko! Make that new flight attendant strip naked too, just like you."

Having finally escaped everyone's attention, Kinue breathed a sigh of relief, but now, finding
herself in hellish torment once again, her face paled.

"Please spare me!" Kinue cried.

"No!"

Reiko lowered her head, standing silently in place.

"Hurry up!" The bald man lightly tapped Reiko's back with the tip of his dagger.

"Ugh..." Reiko had no choice but to walk towards Kinue, standing in front of her with her hands bound behind her back. Kinue
looked at Reiko with a mournful expression.

Reiko probably told herself that the passengers would likely look away when Kinue took off her clothes. She lowered her hands from
her chest and pulled on Kinue's skirt. Kinue's expression immediately tensed up.

Reiko unzipped the skirt, letting the dark blue dress fall to her feet. The passengers' and the assailant's eyes focused on
one spot. At this moment, Reiko felt her sympathy for this new colleague gradually disappear, and she even used this
action to eliminate her shame. Especially because Reiko was cute and doted on by her male colleagues, she was
usually a little arrogant, so now she had the intention of teaching this newcomer a lesson.

"Kinue, I'm sorry." Reiko's tone was cold.

Sensing this atmosphere, Kinue knew that things were unavoidable and could only nod with tears in her eyes.

Reiko pulled down Kinue's panties and stockings, drawing the passengers' attention to Kinue's
lower body . Reiko sensed the situation from behind and continued pulling down, finally revealing a patch of dark hair on her mons pubis.

"Oh!" Yosuke gasped softly.

Naomi glared at Yosuke. Yosuke gave a strange smile and
looked down at . Naomi immediately covered herself, pouting and bumping into Yosuke.

Soon after, Reiko removed all of Kinue's underwear, revealing her beautiful naked body. Kinue, head bowed
, still kept her legs tightly closed, trying to conceal her exposed genitals. After completely undressing Kinue, Reiko
couldn't resist crossing her arms and squatting down.

"Oh...not bad!" The bald man leered at Kinue's naked body.

She had no excess fat, but her curvaceous figure revealed the unique features of a young woman. Her breasts and buttocks
were well-developed, even more striking than Reiko's.

"This body... it's unbearable," the mustachioed man muttered to himself.

The leader gestured to the mustachioed man before walking towards the cockpit. Suddenly, the mustachioed man pulled down
his pants, revealing his lower body, and presented his erect penis to Lingzi, who was squatting on the floor.

Lingzi's face turned deathly pale, and the passengers watched with wide, tense eyes.

Seeing the menacingly erect penis before her, Lingzi couldn't help but turn her face away. The mustachioed man
seemed , rubbing the head of his penis against Lingzi's face, sometimes on her face, sometimes on her nose or eyes, slowly
enjoying the wonderful sensation.

"It's rare for everyone to look at you like this, you should do something nice."

"Ah! Let me go!" Lingzi pleaded tearfully.

"Nonsense, your mouth is always lewd, hurry up and lick my penis!" Not satisfied with just playing with
the beautiful flight attendant's face, the mustachioed man even demanded oral sex.

Lingzi felt she would rather die than do such a despicable thing. Reiko has a beloved man;
they meet , dine together, and occasionally have sex.

In high school, although she had relationships with older men, it was merely to show she was
grown up . She had never discussed such matters with her colleagues, and now at twenty-six,
compared to her female colleagues of the same age, Reiko's libido seemed rather low. The man with the mustache was actually demanding she use her mouth to caress a man's genitals!

Even with her lover, she still felt aversion to such behavior. How could she possibly do
such ?

"No, I can't do it!" Reiko
pleaded .

"Hehehe! Flight attendants are indeed remarkable, but don't forget, everyone's lives are in my
hands." As the man with the mustache said this, the bald man pointed the gun at the old woman's temple: "
Old woman , although you are innocent, that Reiko is disobedient, so you'll have to go to the other world first."

Hearing the bald man's cruel words, the old woman almost fainted.

"Hate this arrogant flight attendant!" the mustachioed man added from the side.

After hesitating for a moment, Reiko finally opened her mouth in front of the mustachioed man's penis. The mustachioed man grinned lewdly,
grabbed , and inserted the head of his penis into Reiko's mouth.

"Ugh..." Reiko smelled the man's scent.

"Just holding it in your mouth isn't enough, you have to use your tongue properly."

Reiko was very unwilling, but she had no choice but to move her tongue. Disgust and fear made her movements very unnatural.

"You have to do it more seriously, you have to make a 'slurping' sound."

Reiko closed her eyes, grasped the base of the mustachioed man's penis with her right hand, and sucked it with lewd sounds. The audience
was silent. Apart from the mechanical sound, the only sound in the cabin was Reiko sucking the penis.

"That's right, very well done." The mustachioed man looked at the mouth that was sucking the penis like a leech and made another request:
"Reiko, now take off your panties!"

"Ugh..." Reiko twisted her body with the mustachioed man's penis in her mouth, indicating her disagreement, but she didn't dare
to spit it out.

"Still trying to resist now?"

The mustachioed man's threatening voice made Reiko tremble, and she sobbed, slowly pulling down her panties
. She was left only in her airplane flats and uniform cap, and then continued to suck on the mustachioed man's
penis . As the plane shook, her thigh muscles tensed, making her look both pitiful and alluring.

With Reiko shaking her head, the penis sucked into her red lips would sometimes slip out and dangle in front of her cute cap, her naked
body twisting accordingly.

Her bright red lips chased after the penis; Yosuke had never seen such seductive oral sex before.

"Now…" The mustachioed man pulled his penis out of Reiko's mouth, coated with her saliva, his glistening
penis even thicker and more engorged with veins than before: "Stand up!"

Reiko had no choice but to cover her thighs with her hands and slowly stood up. The mustachioed man made Reiko lean against
the wall at the front of the cabin, lifting one of her legs with his right hand.

"Ahhhhhh!" Her previously hidden vulva was exposed, and Yosuke couldn't help but lean his upper body towards it
.

"Your vulva seems quite horny, doesn't it?" the mustachioed man said, playing with Lingzi's vulva with his left hand
as if admiring an object. Lingzi covered her face with her hands, gritting her teeth and silently enduring.

The mustachioed man moved his body slightly from Lingzi's front, so that the audience could see clearly, and then aligned the head of his penis with her
soft clitoris. The mustachioed man turned his head to the audience with a smug, lewd grin, and
thrust into her vagina.

"Oh!" Reiko groaned, her hands still covering her face.

The man with the mustache felt the tight friction of her vaginal opening against his penis and began to slowly thrust in and out. With
this movement, a uniquely feminine fragrance emanated from Reiko's vagina. The lewd sounds of "plop, plop"
filled the entire cabin.

"Oh, quite a nice cunt! How many men have played with your vagina?"

Reiko still covered her face, silently letting the man with the mustache play with her.

"Hey! Don't just stand there, hurry up and do it!"

"Hmm!! Oh~~" The bald man glanced around at the passengers, feeling the gazes staring at them,
almost painful.

"Ugh~~ Ugh~~" Kurei suddenly let out a loud sound.

The bald man grabbed Kurei's breasts and kneaded them forcefully. While kneading Kurei's breasts, the bald man licked her body.

Kurei silently closed her eyes, offering no resistance.

"Lick...lick!"

Kikuko nervously opened her eyes to look at the bald man's lower body. His underwear was gone, and his penis, still
limp and unerupted, hung limply between his legs.

"..."

"Quick! Lick it!" Kikuko silently squatted in front of the bald man, taking his shriveled penis into her mouth.

"Use your tongue properly to make my penis hard. Otherwise..."

The bald man seemed very concerned about the passengers' gazes, constantly looking around, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. Kikuko
had no choice but to stimulate the penis with her tongue, but the bald man's penis remained unresponsive.

"What? You can't get hard when someone's watching?" The man with the mustache mocked the bald man while thrusting into Reiko's vagina
.

Reiko's hands were now off her face, revealing her rosy cheeks, allowing the man with the mustache's penis to thrust in and out.

"Nonsense...it's...it's that this woman is too stupid!"

"Ah!..." The bald man grabbed Kikuko's hair, stopping the oral sex, and angrily shook Kikuko's head.

Seeing the bald man's state, the mustachioed man looked helpless, shook his head, and
continued to thrust violently into Reiko's vagina.

"Ahhhhhh," Reiko began to moan.

"Kinie, come to the upper deck." The bald man grabbed Kinie's arm, pulled her to the upper cabin, and then pointed his pistol
at the passengers, forcing them all to move to the lower deck.

The upper deck was first class, more spacious than the lower economy class. The bald man looked around the empty space, and soon,
with a calm expression, turned to look at Kinie. This time, his penis was different from before; it was erect and pointing straight to the sky.

"Come here, lick it like before."

Kinie saw the pistol pointed at her, and without saying a word, walked towards the bald man,
knelt down , and swallowed the erect penis into her mouth. Kinie's small mouth was completely filled.

"Lick it with your tongue." The bald man, now confident, roared the command.

In the empty upper cabin, only the sound of "slurping" could be heard.

"Hmm...you did a good job this time. You've done quite a few, haven't you?"

"Hmm~~" The bald man grabbed Juanjiang's hair with both hands, thrusting repeatedly into her mouth. The thick glans
touched Juanjiang's throat, and she desperately tried to suppress her nausea, continuing to lick with her tongue.

"Hmm~~I'm going to...cum!"

Juanjiang tried to pull away from the man's penis, but her hair was held tightly, preventing her from spitting out the hard
shaft.

"Hmm...hmm..."

Thick semen shot forcefully into her beautiful cherry-like mouth. ...
[The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/220166.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=220166&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : My widowed sister

Next Page : Stunning mature woman Zhang Meiyao

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

The hijacking of humiliation

comment Open a new window to view comments