"What a drag," Charlize thought as she boarded the plane - first class as usual - still quite buzzed from a long evening of fun and games and, as often happened, a generous dose of spirits. As she walked past a lovely, smiling blonde flight, attendant felt a weird sensation as she wondered, ‘Hmmmm. The stewardess is a dead ringer for Gwyneth Paltrow!’ There were very few passengers on mid-week flight, especially in first class. Charlize took her seat, adjusted it to her liking and snapped her fingers, calling the stewardess over and demanding a drink.

"Enjoy your drink...and your flight," a very attractive red-haired flight attendant giggled as she presented Charlize her beverage.

"This is too weird," Charlize thought as she threw back the drink with a single gulp. "I swear that's Christina Applegate!"


But, soon enough, Charlize was totally relaxed. Little did she know what awaited her on this flight for several feet away, behind the curtain in the galley between first class and coach, the two flight attendants had began to discuss their plan.

"I get her first," Gwyneth said.

"No way!" Christina insisted. "You can have what's left after I kick that gorgeous big butt around the cabin a few times!"

"Wanna fight me for it? You know, for real this time?" Gwyneth said, getting up in Christina's face.

"Listen ladies, you sure this's a good idea?" a male attendant said, shaking his head.

"You know we got approval from the top, OK buddy?" Christina snapped.

This woman was angry! One night at the club, Charlize had made some demeaning comments about the actress, her latest movie, her past movies and had even laughed about her 'amateurish catfight scenes.' Unfortunately, a reporter had overheard the conversation and the next morning, the story was on front pages of every entertainment section and leading the tabloid TV shows nationwide! Now, no stupid guy was going to interfere because this redhead wanted first dibs on the body of the unsuspecting, but undeniably gorgeous Charlize.

"Remember buddy, you can take pics of this if you want," Christina said as she forced her way past him to continue her discussion with her blonde coconspirator in the devious plan.

"Well, just remember, I never liked the bitch either!" Gwyneth hissed. "And since we've fought already - and remember, the script said I had to lose that time - I deserve the first crack at the bitches crack!" she said, poking Christina in the chest and pushing her back.

Christina grabbed the blonde's hand, twisted her arm back and clamped a painful finger hold on her, twisting the fingers painfully.

"OUCHHHHH!" Gwyneth yelped.

"Shut up, you stupid cunt!" Christina snarled as she clamped her hand on Gwyneth's mouth and pushed her down in an empty seat. She released the fingerlock and stabbed her index finger deep into Gwyneth's big, soft left breast. "Now get this, I get her FIRST! We stick to the plan. You help me set her up or I'll kick your ass good. Understand?" Christina warned. Gwyneth looked genuinely scared, but she nodded silently. "Alright, Let's do it - NOW!"

Christina picked up a tray of drinks and they headed back to first-class. She gave a sign as she smiled at the few passengers, all of whom already knew the haughty Miss Charlize Theron was in for quite a surprise. They'd already watched as the two lovely flight babes "play fought" and they knew both women were hot!

"You stupid broad - watch where you're going!" Christina yelled, the cue for Gwyneth to start their scene.

The angry shout snapped Charlize out of her pleasurable snoozing and she looked up to see two lovely flight attendants, standing chest-to-chest in the aisle right next to her, screaming and shouting at the top of their lungs. Then Gwyneth slapped her hard, knocking her back into Charlize. YIKES! BRRRRRRR! Icy liquid and ice cubes cascaded down, drenching the entire front of Charlize's elegant gown, soaking her completely from neck to knees.

"What the hell..." Charlize screamed as she tried to get up

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss...YEOW!!! UNNNHHH!"

Christina let out a scream as Gwyneth buried her fingers in her hair and turned her around. The two attendants engaged in a glorious catfight, jockeying for position in the narrow aisle as their short skirts rode higher and higher on their long legs, seeming to grow even shorter as the two flight attendants tore into each others blouses. Soon, both women's bras were exposed and the passengers cheered them on. But Charlize was furious! Her new gown was ruined but worse was still to come! Christina punched Gwyneth and sent her flying back, landing on her ass right in Charlize's lap. Looking at the gorgeous blonde catfighter with her disheveled hair and her blouse torn open, Charlize felt herself getting hot. As she looked into Gwyneth's eyes - after all the excitement of the evening she'd had to leave Sunny before she could work off her arousal from the earlier catfight - Charlize couldn't help herself.....she slipped her hand into Gwyneth's blouse and covered her bare breast, then gave it a playful squeeze as if inviting her to 'remain seated.'

"Ouch! HEY!" Gwyneth yelped in righteous indignation.

She sat up, turned and popped Charlize on the chin with her fist. It was a solid punch, but not too hard but it was enough to make Charlize angry. Her other hand clamped onto Gwyneth's other breast and this time she squeezed them both - hard! But just then she recognized the face of the woman squirming in her lap....

"You! Gwyneth Paltrow! What are you doing he..."

POW! Gwyneth swung an open hand across Charlize' face, slapping her hard.

"That's right hon!" Christina shouted. She too slapped Charlize, then she grabbed Gwyneth's hair, pulled her off Charlize and sent her flying to the floor. Gwyneth hit with a THUD and a yelp, her legs waving wide apart giving a few lucky passengers a nice view. Then Christina's fingers grabbed Charlize's beautiful blonde hair and pulled her out of her seat, "Get up you bitch!"

Charlize needed no encouragement; she was furious. The redhead was now at the very top of her 'to do' list and in the worst way. The two struggled in the narrow aisle, trading slaps, punches and curses. Charlize tore Christina's already tattered blouse to shreds while the redhead screamed as she felt her hair being pulled every which way but loose. But then Christina slammed a hard punch to Charlize's soft tummy which stopped her attack in its tracks! "OFFFFHHHHHH!" Charlize lost her grip on Christina's hair but when she looked down, she realized her hands were covered with red hair dye. "Hey! You're no redhead!" she shouted.

"That's right you stupid bitch, haven't you recognized me yet?" Christina screamed. She grabbed the front of Charlize's expensive gown and RIPPPPPPP! the lightweight fabric split wide open, baring Charlize's girlish breasts which didn't need a bra. As soon as they were exposed, everyone gasped as they realized her famously prominent nipples were fully erect, showing her excitement at the fight and literally begging for some serious attention! "AIEEEEE!" Charlize cried, her breasts searing with jolts of fiery pain as strong fingers twisted her firm 'pleasure mounds' tenaciously. Two sharp thumbnails dug painfully into the sensitive nipples, inverting them while the crushing hands twisted her perky mounds like two ripe tangerines. Charlize's legs buckled from the tit pain and Christina easily wrestled her down onto her back on the cabin floor. Looking up at her, Charlize's eyes widened in a long belated recognition.

"YOU ARE Christina Applega...AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Charlize's words turned to a gasping moan as Christina snapped her knee up and drove it deep between her spread legs, turning her pussy to jello. "You shouldn't be so bitchy and snide about fellow actresses," Christina hissed. "Especially when someone's listening!"

She clamped a hand under Charlize's chin and bent her backward, her long legs wrapping around her lovely victims waist. As Charlize writhed and squirmed trapped between Christina's legs, she suddenly felt two more hands ripping and tugging at her gown. Another loud RIIIIPPPPPPP and she was suddenly thrashing around in nothing but a string thong and knee-hi's!

"When's my turn?" Gwyneth asked with a smile as she tossed the shredded gown to a smiling passenger.

"In a minute, hon! Hold your horses, whore," Christina snickered.

She wrapped her arms around and tightened a sleeper hold on Charlize who squirmed furiously for a couple of moments, her thrashing slowing and then ending as her back arched and then she slipped down and lay still.

"You really are pretty," Christina said told her now unconscious victim as she playfully tweaked the two erect nipples which seemed to get even longer under her skillful manipulation. "Ummmm! They really ARE just as responsive as everyone says aren't they!"

She dropped Charlize in the aisle and got slowly up, smiling as Gwyneth knelt and closely examined the unconscious lovely.

"She's really out cold" Gwyneth said with a puzzled frown. "How'd you do THAT?"

"You really are a ditz. You give all blondes a bad rap!" Christina said.

WHAM! Gwyneth's foot smashed out against Christina's leg, sending excruciating pain shooting upward. "You cunt!" she screamed as she threw herself on Christina who was painfully amazed at Gwyneth's fury. The blonde's fists flew lightning and several connected while long, sexy legs kicked furiously and skirts rode higher; fingers viciously attacked breasts, soft throats, beautiful faces and yanked luscious hair.

"What the hell?" Christina yelled as she suddenly felt her bra unsnap and pull away.

She returned the favor and it was she who was first to sink her nails deep into Gwyneth's firm, lovely tits. Gwyneth's hard nipples were made to pinch and Christina realized they seemed to be somehow connected to her loud screams for the harder she pinched, the louder Gwyneth screamed. A hard punch, lucky or not, snapped Christina's head back and she thudded against a seat frame, stunning her. A well-aimed punch to the stomach left her in agony, very reluctant and surprised agony!

"Now it's my turn, tootsie!" Gwyneth hissed as she clamped down on Christina's nipples, her hard nails pinching firmly, strongly.

"UHHHHHH!" blinding pain for Christina.

But Gwyneth made a careless mistake, letting Christina reach up, grab her head and flipped her cleanly over. In the narrow aisle, Gwyneth's lower half landed on a seat - very uncomfortable but perfectly positioned for Christina - erotic, fully vulnerable to be stripped and receive a good lesson in humility!

"Ughhhh! Noooooo... Pleaseeeeee...no more!" Gwyneth moaned.

Christina held Gwyneth spread over the seat, her back arched as Christina's free hand unfastened the skirt and pulled it down around Gwyneth's thighs. Although she kept squirming, Gwyneth only succeeded in losing her skirt as it slid the rest of the way to the floor while Christina's other hand cupped her under the chin in a firm grip.

"Enjoying this girl?" Christina taunted as she released Gwyneth's chin and slid her hand slowly down to her left breast. A left nipple twist, a moan; a right nipple twist, a groan; then the sliding hand moved lower and turned into a stomach claw!

"OHHH! UGHH!" as Christina pushed her hand down, it disappeared beneath the silky fabric of Gwyneth's panties. "AIEEE!" Gwyneth's eyes widened, her hips bucked wildly as she flailed her long, thin legs, arching her back.

"Who's the best fighter?" Christina demanded as she gave Gwyneth's pussy a good, firm, threatening squeeze.

Gwyneth's body slumped and her thrashing around ceased as she heaved a sigh and admitted, "YOU! You are!"

Her admission wasn't audible to the passengers, but her next scream certainly was! More bucking, squirming, then silence! Christina let Gwyneth go and the blondes limp body slid down in the seat where she lay panting with a long leg draped over the armrest and the other sticking straight out in the aisle; her foot on Charlize's naked, heaving breast.

"Don't you EVER forget who's the best, you stupid blonde bimbo!" Christina hissed.

Giving Gwyneth a last slap and a final humiliating nipple pinch, Christina stood up and headed off for some privacy. Charlize was vaguely aware of Christina stepping over her, but too groggy to react. She watched with relief as Christina disappeared through the curtains into the cabin, then she pushed Gwyneth's foot off her chest and sat up. As Charlize pushed up and got to her feet, she looked down at the disheveled Gwyneth who lay sprawled across the seat.

"Here, let me help up," Charlize said as she pulled Gwyneth to her feet. "You look awful!"

"You two gals come over here," another flight attendant said with a smile as she motioned them toward the first class galley. Stepping through the divider, Charlize saw there was yet another cabin in front first class, one closed off that looked VERY private.

"Boy, she looks familiar," Charlize and Gwyneth both thought as the tall, gorgeous woman put a hand on their backs as she ushered them in. When she closed the door behind them, it locked with an ominous CLICK from the outside! Groggy, sore, cold and stripped down to her sexy panties, beautiful Charlize began to shiver. Gwyneth, in no better state, turned and began to taunt Charlize, then pushed her!.

"YEOWWWWWW!" Gwyneth shrieked as a strong hand grabbed her arm, and wrenched it into an excruciating position.

"You won't be giving this babe any more trouble will you, bitch? Huh?" a cold voice boomed as Gwyneth gazed up with tear-filled eyes and into the face of the tall, lovely blonde flight attendant. "NO! PLEASE...LET GO! You're breaking my arm!" Gwyneth found herself thrown with a thud into a nearby seat. The unknown blonde seemed incredibly strong...as strong as she was beautiful. A flash of fear flooded Charlize's groggy mind. This strange and beautiful attendant had handled Gwyneth with such ease it was frightening.

"Have a seat, sweetie," the attendant said. "I'll find something for you to cover THOSE with," the tall woman smiled, her eyes openly staring at Charlize's perky, beautiful firm little breasts which were scratched and aching. Charlize felt herself blush, first warmly then hot when the woman's' hands reached up and cupped her breasts as she slowly pushed Charlize butt down into a seat. A sizzling burst of erotic energy flooded through the young actress as the woman tweaked her rock-hard nipples. A sinister, mischievous smile spread across the attendants' face, then she whispered, "Later, but soon, hon'!"

A gasp escaped Charlize's beautiful lips, part pleasure - part fear - and more than a little lust! Even the blonde's low voice was sensual. So wrapped up was Charlize in the blonde, she barely noticed a passenger sitting next to her whose face was covered by a newspaper. They seemed to be totally out and Charlize couldn't even tell if it was a man or woman. A big baggy coat hid any evidence, strange because it wasn't that cold. But Charlize was nearly naked. She shivered and folded her arms over her bare breasts.

"Hmmmmm!" her nipples were still rock-hard. Suddenly, she felt a twinge of embarrassment at feeling so hot and flushed. She looked around but there were only two guys in this area, one asleep. Boy, what an idiot he must be (maybe he's gay?) The other was three seats up, older; his neck surely sore from swiveling around so much to ogle the two lovely topless blondes. He definitely seemed pleased, but when Charlize winked at him, he frowned and turned away. WHY?

The tall, mysterious blonde attendant was now in the far end of the compartment, moving in and out of a curtained area. Charlize studied her closely. She was built and her jacket did little to hide the size of her chest - maybe 36DD? She had a pretty face, but nothing outstanding and a flat stomach. But her legs - real killers - long, perfect calf muscles, sexy short skirt. She was talking to somebody behind the curtain; a feminine voice. Both were talking loudly, she could hear bits of conversation as if they wanted the passengers to hear.

"I can't wait to get my hands on HER!"

"I only want one bitch; you know who!"

The busty mystery lady said, "Now, now - have patience!"

Charlize swallowed hard. Was SHE 'the bitch' they were talking about? How could that be, she didn't even know this broad - or did she? She'd definitely seen her picture somewhere. She racked her brain trying to recall where she'd read of a "blonde flight attendant" making news recently?

"EEEEEKKKK!" Charlize almost jumped out of her skin as a booming voice blasted from the speaker right above her head, "Brief stop folks! Everyone stay seated; we're taking on more passengers."

The tall blonde approached Charlize carrying a garment bag, "Here you go, hon'. Put these on!"

She gave Charlize the clothes and she eagerly heading toward the curtain and the rest room. The clothes fit perfectly; a sexy lace half-slip, erotic plunging exquisite lace bra (both black) and a perfect size, form-fitting short dress. Even the panty-hose and two beautiful, comfortable heels were the right size, almost as if they'd been selected specially for her.

"Hmmmmm...this had to be planned." Enter fear and more than a bit of sexual lust. Charlize's mind went back to the blondes electrifying touch. "Amazing!" The small compartment had every 'necessity' a woman - a beautiful blonde like Charlize - could want in the way of cosmetics and 'fresher-uppers.' She took her sweet time, thinking, "If I'm goin' down, I might as well go down looking my very, very best!"

Later, after a long, lingering look in the mirror; perfect hair, perfect face, (the makeup hid the bruise nicely). She winked at the gorgeous reflection in the mirror and opened the door. Voices, many more voices, quite a bit noisier from several dozen new passengers. Where was Gwyneth? The little twit was GONE. Well, good riddance to bad rubbish!

Charlize stepped gingerly and quickly making her way to the back, she decided to sit in the back where she could see what was going on. She loved to watch people, things, action....and a smart choice for the next few hours! She sat across from that darn speaker...the 'baggy coat passenger' was still out under the newspaper. The blonde flight attendant buzzed up and down the aisle. She was BUILT! No jacket, her boobs huge, and she seemed to be gruff with the new passengers. She was ready to UNLOAD on somebody. WHO? Soon they were in the air and none of the passengers moved around much. Charlize wished she would have taken the time to look at their faces earlier. Oh well.

"Could I get a drink here Miss?" a sickening sweet, kind of raspy voice piped up, from the front...

"I know that voice," Charlize thought. It was both familiar and annoying, irritating...was she right? She leaned out and straightened up to get a better look. "Yes, I think it is, it's Kathie Lee Gifford!" The beautiful reddish, brown hair looked just as she remembered. It probably was HER. A tall woman leaned out to take the drink being offered to her...from the back...sure looks like....

"You bitch! I know who YOU are!" the sickening sweet, raspy voice turned mean, threatening, ugly as the drink flew through the air as the owner of the 'sweet' voice jumped up and began screaming, "You blonde BITCH! I'll teach you to mess with MY husband!"

Charlize was beside herself with glee. The entire compartment seemed electrified, everyone sat at attention - anticipation flooded the passengers. Who wouldn't want to see Kathie Lee in an all out catfight with this beautiful, busty blonde attendant! Kathie Lee leaped up and buried her fingers in the tall blondes hair and the blonde returned the favor. They snarled and exchanged curses and threats as they jockeyed for control, yanking furiously at each others hair. As they struggled, Kathie Lee's full breasts bulged in the front of a low-cut dress. Then the blonde grunted as one of Kathie Lee's fists smashed into her stomach.

"AIEEEEEE!" the blonde's left hand latched onto Kathie Lees' left breast, squeezing through the dress. The blondes long leg hooked Kathie Lee's and both women tumbled down, writhing one on top of the other in the narrow aisle. Kathie Lee, on top for the moment.

"Nice boobs," Charlize smirked as she soaked up the sight of the ex-talk show hosts' full breasts bobbing during the struggle. Kathie Lee's black lace bra was now clearly visible as her dress was slowly being ripped apart by the blondes nails. Kathie Lee's fists and slaps did little damage, those not completely blocked by the big blonde. Soon, the blondes legs had pretty much immobilized Kathie Lee's legs. Too bad there wasn't more room in the aisle!

“OUCHHHHH! UGHHHHHH!” the blonde screamed. Kathie Lees' new, different tactic - squeezing and twisting the blondes huge tits - was paying off!

"Gonna twist these boobs off," she hissed. One hand attacked through the front of the blonde's blouse but the other pushed up under the bra-cup, the nails sinking deep into the amazingly firm flesh. But then, "UMPHHHHH!" Kathie Lee grunted as the blondes strong hand smashed into her face. A painful face-claw, her strong biceps and shoulder muscles full throttle as the blonde forced Kathie Lee's head back.

"UHHHHHH!" BAM! Hard knuckles smashed into Kathie Lee's full left breast, filling it with searing pain. She flew over backward, helped by a full-body lunge up off the floor by the blonde.

"Stand up now sweetie!" The command slowly registered in Kathie Lee's brain as she felt herself yanked to her feet, strong fingers pulling her luscious locks. A solid punch to each luscious breast left Kathie Lee groaning, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"STRIP HER!" someone yelled, the mysterious voice from behind the curtain.

"Yeah, please! DO strip her!" Charlize thought. She had always disliked Kathie Lee. In fact, she realized how much she'd love to have been in the blondes shoes right now. "Ummmmmmm!"

Charlize realized she was tweaking her own left nipple in her excitement. She looked around quickly, but fortunately no one was watching her. Like her, everyone was watching the blonde holding the dazed Kathie Lee with her left hand in her hair, her lovely head tilted back. The blondes large strong hand had a firm grip on Kathie Lee's full ripe, bare right breast, squeezing it from beneath. Kathie Lee's dress hung in shreds at her waist and thighs, her black bra was pushed down, half exposing the breast the blonde was working over. As Kathie Lee squirmed weakly, the blonde squeezed the breast harder...slowly...firmly...until the nipple was completely exposed, sticking straight up out of the cup fully erect.

"STRIP HER!" another yelled.

"NOOOOOOO!" Kathie Lee screamed as she felt her bra-clasp give way as her bra was ripped off.. She shrieked again as the last of her shredded dress left her as well. A vicious hair grab and pull convinced the now topless beauty to stay still. "Please stop! Let GOooooooo!" Kathie Lee pleaded as she futilely tried to escape the full-nelson the blonde held her in.

"Don't you want to show 'em off a little?" the blonde snickered as she bent her luscious prey back a little further. Kathie Lee's gorgeous rack was now fully and completely display for the passengers viewing pleasure - Charlize included as her gaze moved from Kathie Lee's bouncing boobs to the wicked blonde flight attendants smug, self-satisfied, evil, expression.

"Bring her closer...Lemme see 'em...Mind if I have a feel?" were some of the naughty requests from passengers as the flight attendant paraded her screaming, whimpering, captive down the aisle.

"Oh my, hmmmmmm!" Charlize heard herself blurt out as she couldn't help reaching up and pinching two very stiff, thick, hard nipples.

Kathie Lee winced, glared at Charlize and grunted, "I'll remember YOU, cunt" as Charlize exercised her erotic finger-play.

POW! Charlize's hand left Kathie Lee's breast and slapped the mouthy woman!

The flight attendant pushed Kathie Lee ahead of her toward the mysterious big-coat passenger.

"Hey! You wanna have some fun with this feisty bitch?"

"No, I'll have my fun later with a real woman!" came an electronically muffled voice from behind the newspaper.

"It must be one of those voice disguising electronic devices like spies use," Charlize thought.. "I wonder if it's a guy or a gal. Hopefully," she thought to herself, "it's a woman - a beautiful, exotic woman!"

Charlize watched as the blonde attendant marched the struggling Kathie Lee back behind the curtain where, after a moment of silence, there was some wild shouting and yelling, followed by the distinctive sound of a catfight. The curtain moved and bulged out several times, but no one popped into view.

"Definitely missing some good action," Charlize pouted. "Wish I could see what was going on back there. Sounds like fun."

All the passengers seemed to be in a happy, excited state of mind. One guy was looking at some digital pictures he'd taken during the fight. He sure seemed happy!

"Give me that camera, Mister!" a highly sexy voice snapped and Charlize looked up.

"It's MY camera, lady!" the irritated passenger replied, staring at the picture of a topless, red-faced, Kathie Lee.

"Give me the camera NOW! Or do you want THIS kinda trouble?" another beautiful redheaded attendant warned, opening her jacket to flash a badge. She took the camera from the passenger and looked around, her face showing a certain seriousness.

"Hmmmmm!" Charlize muttered to herself. "Gillian Anderson’s really drop-dead gorgeous. But then, most redheads are!"

She smiled as she watched Gillian march toward the curtain. Again, screams, shouts and loud thuds and crunches emanated from behind the cloth. It had to be a fight - maybe two - but for sure a CATFIGHT!!! As Gillian moved the curtain aside, two screaming lovelies appeared. The blonde flight attendant was topless - and trying to escape - but she only got three feet before an angry, wild-eyed, mad-as-hell Kathie Lee tackled her from behind. She landed on the big blondes back, her fingers tearing at golden locks, her fists pounding the back of the blondes head and neck. Both were now topless; Kathie Lee in only panties and the blonde in badly shredded pantyhose.

The blonde bellowed in agony as Kathie Lee put her in a painful camel-clutch, hauling back on her head. The blondes huge knockers bounced erotically as she struggled, her upper body slowly being hauled back and up until her back was arching painfully. Her beautiful breasts - full of scratch and red welts - were fully exposed. The blondes huge dark brown nipples were the longest, Charlize had ever seen - even longer than her own long nipples! Charlize realized that as much as she despised, her, she suddenly wanted to help Kathie Lee work that lovely busty babe over...to get her hands on those two huge bouncing mountains of delightful flesh. But she was too cowed to leave her seat.

"Having fun NOW, you blonde slut?" Kathie Lee jeered as she bounced up and down on her rivals back, making the blonde shriek again as her spine was bent further. Suddenly, Kathie Lee reached around and her strong fingers started pinching the blondes right nipple.

WHAMMMM! Kathie Lee smashed the blondes head down on the floor, her pretty face flattening against the carpet with a loud THUMP that made onlookers wince. A trickle of blood ran from the blondes nose as she was yanked to her feet. Kathie Lee spun her around and introduced her knee to the blondes pubic bone! Her knees turned out as they buckled and her upper body folded forward, her hands dropping to her pussy just as Kathie Lee hammered an uppercut under the point of her chin! The big blonde crashed backward into a seat and Kathie Lee wedged herself between the blondes thighs; her eager squeezing hands - ten clutching fingers - found two big breasts and clamped on!

"AIEEEEEEE!" the dazed, battered blonde shrieked as she tried desperately to pry Kathie Lees hands off. The blondes eyes glazed over from the pain, then the glaze faded into darkness when a hard fist smashed onto the side of her jaw. The blonde slid down in the seat, her ass sliding forward as she slumped out flat on her back, her knees spread on either side of Kathie Lee's thighs.

"Time for a pic!" the red-haired flight attendant laughed as she aimed the borrowed camera at the spectacle, then she and Kathie Lee dragged the blondes body out of the seat and behind the curtain.

"Oh, to see, behind that curtain!" Charlize thought.

She was enjoying this part of the flight even though she'd had to watch Kathie Lee WIN. And that new redhead..."UMMMMM! All redheads were hot, no, more than hot simply delish! Charlize had always had a thing for this particular redhead, though some folks seemed to hate her. "IF ONLY I could get behind that curtain," she thought. "I need a plan..."

Suddenly, Charlize felt tired. Her eyes closed and she fell asleep, dreaming a hot dream about a particular redhead.

"Hey there beautiful," the voice said with authority. "YOU are wanted up there. Pronto!" Charlize opened her eyes and saw Gillian. "Come with me!" the sexy attendant said, her hand on Charlize's shoulder, shaking her awake.

"Ummmmm," Charlize moaned. That hand felt warm; a nice firm grip. "Excuse me?" Charlize said as she stood up.

The redhead stood close...very close...she didn't budge, so Charlize was forced to brush her arm and shoulder against that beautiful chest as she rose.

"Her nipple is hard!" Charlize thought as she leaned in for a firmer 'brush' when they turned to go down the aisle.

Still Gillian didn't move...no room...her arm pressed firmly into Charlize's left breast.

"Hmmmmm," Gillian thought as she felt a tremor in Charlize's body, she must be turned on...it's about time! She stepped back behind Charlize and followed her closely...very closely. As they neared the curtain everyone in the plane saw Gillian suddenly reach down to give the beautiful blonde Charlize's ass a good, firm squeeze! Several laughed, some giggled, but Charlize just swallowed hard, trying hard not to moan with pleasure. Man, was she horny!

"Don't!" Charlize yelped. "That was so...so... rude!" she said as she spun around to face Gillian feeling like a hypocrite because the unexpected rude squeeze was SOOOO pleasurable. Charlize's voice faded to a whisper.

"Wanna do something about it, sweetie?" Gillian said with a smirk as she stepped back a step and took a defensive fight stance, her hands open and raised in front of her.

Charlize stared into those beautiful eyes. They registered a mixture of ...what? Anger? Warning? But she saw more, lust perhaps? Thoughts, a half-dozen of them whirled in the beautiful blondes head. "I'd love to fight this bitch - pull that beautiful red hair, strip away that tight blouse." Her eyes took in 'Red's' firm breasts, her stiff nipples standing at full attention. "But, she's with the government, she knows how to fight. No, wait, she's just another actress! Hollywood's all about pretend. She does look pretty strong, though. Got a tight compact body. Hell no! I was a professional dancer and I trained to fight for '2 Days.' I CAN take her...But wait, better not risk it. Don't know. WHO's behind the curtain?"

"Go ahead, blondie, you can take her," a female voice said. An 'angelic' voice. It came from behind the curtain. Now THAT voice was SO familiar, it fairly dripped with hot, sensual, sexuality! Charlize took a step toward the crouching redhead.

"You mess with me," Gillian purred cattily. "And I'm gonna rip that pretty new little dress right off that tight little body." She looked deep into Charlize's dreamy eyes for a second, then added, "Then I'm gonna pull all that frizzy, limp, fake blonde hair out by the roo..."

POW!!! The hard backhand connected with Gillian's luscious fair skin - a well-executed bitchslap!

"You can slam just about anything," Charlize hissed proudly. "BUT, you'll pay if you knock my hair, girl!"

Charlize straightened up, impressed with herself after delivering what had to be the irate blonde bombshell's best blow ever!

"UHHHHHH!" Gillian moaned as she reeled backward. Her hands failed to stop Charlize's as she wrapped her arms around Gillian; the impact of the collision spun them both around. They tumbled through the curtain; landing in a pile of flailing arms and beautiful kicking legs.

"Get her - slap her - punch her - scratch her eyes out - strip her - grab her tits - pull her hair!" Several excited women screamed instructions at the two lovelies as they wrestled on the floor.

"OWWWWWWW!" Charlize felt fingers sink into a tender breast, immediately followed by the sound of cloth ripping. The beautiful plunging bra would soon be history if she didn't stop the wild redhead as her fingers tore open Gillian's blouse.

"Nice bra...too darn tight," she thought as she pulled and broke a shoulder strap. Charlize yanked down one cup, but only managed to get it halfway.

"UNNNHHH! There!" She found the nipple and pinched as hard as she could, then gasped as she felt Gillian's legs come up and clamp tight around her waist.

"Oh NOOOOO!" Charlize felt her body being rolled over - those damn legs - so strong. They were pretty, she'd seen a glimpse of them in a full-length mirror several feet away. The redheads strong legs closed around her, their grip tightened. They were sexy, such strong calves; killer thighs too! Charlize felt herself getting lightheaded, dizzy, as Gillian's fingers found HER erect nipple.

"AIEEEEEEE!" The room was spinning, Charlize felt flushed. It was a struggle to get a breath. Now Gillian had both her nipples, working them with surprising skill and precision - one brutally painfully, the other gently, sensually. The conflicting sensations were overwhelming Charlize and combined with the strong legs constricting her body, too much.

"Enjoying yourself, cunt?" a familiar voice taunted.

"Shut up - you old bat!" Charlize grunted at the leering Kathie Lee.

"Strip that blonde bimbo naked!" another familiar voice ordered.

Who was it? That voice, so familiar...yet again...angelic?

Charlize tried to look up, but Gillian pulled her head down - by the hair - her GORGEOUS hair! Sheer desperation set in and, with a burst of pent-up yet slowly fading energy, Charlize sent a punch out. BAM! A solid hit. The redheads' head snapped back, hitting a cabinet.. Then a hard elbow to that soft belly, sharp nails ripping into sensitive wrists and suddenly Charlize felt it...FREEDOM!!!

"Now it's my turn - you red-haired BITCH!" Charlize screamed, grabbing a handful of that lush red hair and wrenching Gillian around.

POW! A punch to Gillian's beautiful face was followed by two more rapid fire punches to the stomach.

"Oh, my, look - who's stripping who now!" Charlize laughed as she grabbed Gillian's blouse and pulled it open. Buttons flew everywhere. Next, the still partially intact bra was viciously torn away and two of the most perfect milky-white breasts Charlize had ever seen bounced free, the nipples stiffening almost instantly. Was it the cold air or did it have more to do with Charlize's painful pinching and pulling? "Upsie-daisy!" Charlize fairly screamed as she yanked the screaming redhead to her feet by her nipples. A left handed face claw was paired with a right hand that stayed with the not-so-comfortable titty-twist.

"How do you like this, Red?" Charlize hissed as she bent Gillian's head backward as she bent her back over a table, her right hand squeezing and twisting that luscious breast as she worked her right knee between Gillian's thrashing thigh, pressing it hard up against the groaning redheads crotch.

"Think we should step in now?" a sexy voice asked.

"No, I'm sure Gillian Anderson can take care of herself - after all she's with the government!" someone laughed.

The gorgeously helpless, topless redhead was in trouble - real trouble! Charlize held her face in a firm, painful face claw and searing pain was radiating out from her breast as Charlize twisted and squeezed with all her might. Her groin could use some needed relief too for as she squirmed her feet were off the floor and her beautiful legs kicked wildly despite the throbbing pain in her pussy.

"This really is FUN," Charlize giggled as she banged Gillian's head on the table a couple of times.

"I'm gonna help her out - just a little," the angelic voice whispered to one of the excited observers as a full can of Pepsi Cola was slipped into one of Gillian's wildly flailing hands and POW! The can smashed against the back of an unsuspecting Charlize's head. The top exploded, showering everyone with fizzy, sticky Pepsi as it erupted from the can, much of it soaking Charlize's gorgeous blonde 'frizzy' hair-do!

"OOPS, I did it again!"

"UGHHHHH!" Charlize groaned as the blow, followed by Gillian's well-timed break for freedom startled her. She went tumbling headfirst over Gillian, landing on her back on the floor, livid with rage, totally embarrassed and ready to kill! But Gillian was on the downed and dazed blonde like a predatory jungle cat. She grabbed the stunned blonde by the albeit sticky hair and yanked her to her feet. As Charlize eyes focused on Gillian's grinning face, two hard slaps! As Charlize reeled, Gillian ripped away her partially torn bra, tossing it to a 'lady-in-waiting'. Then the tough little redhead slammed Charlize back into a wall, pinned her with one hand on her throat and SLAMMED her fist into her stomach south of her belly button into a neatly trimmed thatch of honey-blonde pubic hair. The redhead moved in for the kill, but Charlize's foot flashed up and OUCH! The unmistakable sound of a pubic bone crunch! Gillian doubled over gasping in pain and slowly dropped to her knees. Charlize lunged at her but was caught from behind by an unseen opponent.

"Now you're mine..." the mystery voice said in a menacing tone as the mystery attacker put the surprised blonde in a full-nelson. Charlize could feel two firm breasts push against her back. Twisting her head around, she saw dark, silky hair over her shoulder as she tried futilely to escape her captors strong grip.

"Hold her still!" the sickeningly sweet voice rasped and Kathie Lee sprang to her feet to grab two handfuls of Charlize's sticky blonde hair. Holding her with one hand, Kathie Lee ran her hands softly over Charlize's heaving breasts, her fingers pausing briefly to tease and pluck at each, hard nipple.

"Like this, eh?" she taunted as Charlize whimpered, barely noticing the older woman's nipples were also firming up nicely.

"NOOOOO!" Charlize suddenly gasped as Kathie Lee reached out and yanked her torn dress down over her hips. It slithered over her thighs and slipped down to puddle at her ankles. Charlize stood topless in a sexy half-slip and heels as Gillian struggled to her feet, hands on her knees, breathing hard as she glared at Charlize and rubbed her tender pussy. Kathie Lee stepped back and looked at Gillian; both topless and both very appealing - at least to Charlize!

Gillian smiled at Kathie Lee, then looked past her to Charlize and asked her unknown captor, "OK, who gets her first?"

"Let's decide the old-fashioned way," the captor said.

Charlize squealed in pain as the full-nelson was tightened, two stiff nipples digging into the pale flesh of her sensitive back. Her captors' voice was raspy, throaty, bursting with sexual tension - at least that was the impression on Charlize who wondered, "What's gonna happen to me now?"

"Ready, set, GO!" as Charlize was shoved forward.

"Ughhh! No! Please...STOP! Wh..what are you doing? No...NO! SOMEBODY HELP!" Charlize screamed desperately trying to escape her three determined attackers. Fast, eager, hungry hands attacked and found her hair, squeezed her firm breasts, pinched, pulled and twisted her sensitive, erect nipples while other hands ripped and tore her slip to shreds. Fingers slipped into her now ripped panties, playful, skillful, sensual teasing, eager lips caressed her lips, her neck, those wonderfully sensitive breasts, her stomach. Someone's lips nibbled at her left earlobe; a tongue slipped into her mouth. She closed her eyes against the arousing cascade of erotic sensations. "OH...no, NO...not here...not now...STOP! Stop it...nuh...no...not down there!"

After a few seconds, Charlize stopped struggling, her body succumbing to thirty practiced, skillful, insistent fingers. The more the fingers insisted, the faster Charlize's body yielded. Then a tongue slithered around, teasing, flicking, her hard left nipple; skillful fingers plucked and tugged her right nub...her hips bucked involuntarily as she gasped, "Oh, please...no...oh my gawd!"

Her cries were abruptly silenced when a large, full, firm breast capped by a hard, thick nipple, was slapped over her flushed face, the stiff nipple slipping easily between her open, but unwilling (Oh OK, maybe not unwilling...alright, EAGER lips!) The airplane cabin spun in a warm, sensuous blur as Charlize's long legs rose in the air, her feet kicking wildly, her toes curled in pure sensual electricity. Tingles! SPARKS! The women were good, really good! But one was so much, MUCH, better than the rest. WHO was she? Suddenly, the cabin lights went out. A long lingering kiss - the most sensual the lovely, sticky-haired blonde had ever experienced from either a male or a female. As Charlize struggled to catch her breath, she heard the announcement, "Attention Passengers, this is your captain. Do not be alarmed...we have a slight - I repeat - only a slight, problem."

"Sorry, hon' - duty calls," that throaty, sensual, mystery voice whispered in Charlize's ear.

Then silence as darkness engulfed the plane and an unease flooded most of the passengers while an exhausted, peaceful and completely satisfied naked Charlize basked in a sensual afterglow totally oblivious to her surroundings.

"Ladies and gentlemen...please stay calm, this is NOT an emergency, I repeat, this is NOT and emergency situation!" the captains' voice beamed as the lights flashed on, flickered and went out again.

"Perfect...these guys are good. Everything's' going as planned," the mystery woman thought as she brushed back her dark hair. "Ladies, before we go to the next phase, one of you are going to get your just due-now it's YOUR time!"

In an instant of flickering light a vision, two beauties, their faces full of anger moved in on one beauty. On her face a look of fear as she turns to run. UHHHHHHHH! Nimble fingers snatch a fleeing lock of hair, strong hands capture a flailing arm, an open hand meets a beautiful face with a loud SMACK! Like a beautiful struggling gazelle caught by two jungle-cats the beauty goes down!

"Thought you could get away, didn't you hon?" the authoritative voice whispered. "We think you fought a little too dirty!"

The captive squirmed as a hand closed on her left breast and squeezed firmly...

"I hate redheads!" one captor laughed as she gave the beautiful trembling face a playful slap. "And I just LOVE to have fun with the government," the other snickered.

"Why exactly are YOU here, anyway?" the authoritative voice snapped, her finger jabbing firmly into Gillian's soft breast, forcing the hard nipple backward on itself. Gillian moaned and stepped back. She was pinned against the wall, each captor with an arm. They'd pinned her quickly, easily. She was helpless!

"I hear redheads have extra-sensitive 'buttons,' the mystery captor taunted, her face only an inch from the frightened government agent's.

"That sounds like a theory that needs checking out," Kathie Lee giggled. The older woman was thoroughly enjoying the flight. She'd gotten a special invitation to "settle the score" with the big blonde slut who'd given her man a 'whirl' It had been a hard, but quite fun pay-back and she'd spent the rest of the time celebrating. Now, she was very drunk and - surprisingly she found - very, very horny. She didn't even care that she was topless, in the total darkness it added even more excitement.

"What...what are you going to do...d...don't hurt me!" Gillian pleaded.

She was angry, scared and quite embarrassed. She, the government agent, was in a catfight. How could she stoop so low? But then again, it was more than a little pleasurable. "NO... OH...DON'T...STOP...UMMMMM!" she moaned, pleaded and squirmed as the two women began their 'attack', their hands cupping her full breasts, squeezing, kneading, twisting, pulling her stiff nipples that were soooooo sensitive. The dark-haired woman of mystery and..."YESSSS!" So, so skillful kissing her like she'd never been kissed. A hand slipped up her skirt, the captured redhead squirmed; this could NOT happen to her.

"That touch! It felt sooooo good, but this was SO bad.. That does it....no, never, not THAT! How can I escape! Wait, this may work!"

A twist of the lovely red head, a quick move, a hard nip.

"AUGGGGGH!" one lovely captors' lower lip caught...a yelp...now a free hand, a fist; a lucky punch flashing through the dark. CRUNCH! A dazed captors jaw explodes in pain, a furious struggle for freedom, wildly flailing fists! POW! WHUMP! Another lucky hit, a large breast feels the burn followed by a surprised, agonized bellow from the unlucky Kathie Lee.

"Uhhhh, Ummmmm! What's happening, sure is noisy," the luscious Charlize returned to reality and as she began to sit up, in a brief flicker of light she saw the three women in a struggle - or is it a brawl? A too quick glimpse of the brunette from behind, "Could it really be HER? It happened so fast...I sure hope it was HER...that'd be so great...I think..."

"Get her...Where is she?" THUMP! CRASH! BUMP! "I got her! Now you little bitch, I'm gonna really kill you!" the raspy voice of Kathie Lee echoed through the darkness. "Good hold her-still-will you?" "She's really fighting...wait...OK, I got her boobs!"

Gillian screamed as Kathie Lee sank her fingers deep into her full soft breasts while the other captor grabbed her hair and bent Gillian over. Kathie Lee instinctively moved over and dropped into a small seat, still holding her screaming captive by her luscious breasts.

"This is so much fun," Kathie Lee giggled. "Just like milking a cow!"

"STOP IT! Let me go! I'm a government agent, you dips! You're in real trouble now!"

Gillian's captors laughed as they taunted the squirming, squealing, shouting redhead, ignoring her threats and protests.

RIPPPPPP! "NOOOooo...."

WHAP! "OUCH!"

WHAP! WHAP! "STO-OW-OP!"

WHAP! "HELP...NOOOO!"

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"It feels like such a nice little soft sexy ass!" the mysterious 'angelic' captor laughed and snickered.

Occasionally, she'd reach around to give a playful but very firm tug of some short silky curly hair, making the 'government babe' really scream some choice words. Then...BUZZZZZZZZZ....the low hum and vibration of the spanking administrators watch indicated play-time was over...at least for now. The beautiful, helpless - and now naked - redhead winced with every spank, her back arching as she squirmed, her bare breasts on fire from her older captor's firmly insistent milking of her proud and very unwilling victim.

"Time's up. Release her, we have to go, NOW!" the mysterious voice said with authority and urgency.

One last spank, one final double-titty twist and a hard hair-pull brought Gillian squealing to her feet and strong fingers grabbed her throat.

"Follow our instructions...don't give us any trouble or you will pay dearly! Got that sweet stuff?"

The commanding voice sent chills through Charlize, Kathie Lee and the few others close enough to overhear. Suddenly, that voice was next to Charlize, still recognizable although now it spoke in a softer, sexual, yet still authoritative tone.

"Charlize, honey, you too must do everything I say. I'm here to see you through this. You'll have fun, but only if you DO EVERYTHING I say. Do you understand?"

Charlize dutifully nodded, then she realized it was dark and her nod was unseen, "Y...Ye...Yes!"

"Good, very Good," came the reply. A hand reached through the darkness, grabbed the back of the blondes neck and pulled her head forward, gently, firmly until a pair of warm, eager, hungry lips met hers. A warm hand found her left breast and skillful fingers tweaked, teased the nipple erect. An unexpected moan escaped the beautiful blondes puckered lips. WHO was the woman? One thing was sure, of the previous 'threatening three' SHE was the ONE; the SKILLFUL one; the very, very BEST ONE! Then, as mysteriously as she appeared the mystery women was gone and Charlize was alone.

"OK, you know what to do! Get our little Miss Helpful Government Gal outta here. Follow the rest of your instructions...move!"

CREAK....SLAM...WHIRRRRRR...BANG...HUSTLE-BUSTLE. A dozen different noises filled the darkness.

Then the captains voice boomed through the speakers, "Folks, just relax, this is NOT an emergency, hope you all had a good snooze since it was so dark. Did you hear a commotion? Sorry for that BUT a few of our female passengers had some things to talk over - if y'all know what I mean!" He continued, "On this plane we'll be making numerous stops, adjustments, etc. Most of you KNOW somewhat what to expect since we've catered the flight to YOUR needs, desires, wishes and pleasures. Those of you new to our airline, or who DO NOT know - just follow your INSTRUCTIONS closely....or else!"

"Needs, desires, wishes, pleasures! Yeah, right!" the mysterious passenger in the baggy coat thought. "Yeah, this's been fun - fun to watch but WHEN do I get to enjoy it for REAL? I want my turn. They promised, they'd BETTER deliver!"

The beautiful woman moved her 'newspaper' and took a breath of really fresh air as she brushed red hair from her beautiful face. 'In the dark no one can see me,' she sighed with relief as she recalled her instructions: "Do not be seen until we tell you," they began.

Most of the instructions were weird, no just plain frustrating; but they promised to fulfill her desires, her fantasies. Her 'flight adventure' had started with a strange invitation delivered by a mysterious courier service, "S.C.F.F.F.E"

It read: "Dear (her name), you are cordially invited to take a free flight with us. An unknown friend has made this possible. YOUR own personal needs, desires, wishes and pleasures are our number one priority. Someone has sent you these two pictures, I believe the fair-haired maiden is your #1 pleasure but we will deliver both and more..."

PS: You must follow EVERY instruction carefully, or else!"

PPS: *Or else* is NOT pretty!