Chopper Crew - Transport_01

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*TRANSPORT_01*

Jenni clutched her recorder tight and the edges of the green jacket that barely closed around her bosom even tighter as the whup-whup-whup of the chopper blades filled the air with buffets of air and tossed her long blonde locks about madly.

"Come on heifer, move those tits!" Barked a stocky babe in a green flight suit that snugged her ample curves. Tugging a camo ballcap down over her crew-cut black hair, the dark-eyed beauty clapped Jenni on the shoulder and shoved her towards the waiting chopper.

"O-ok Darla, I'm moving!" Jenni shouted over the sound of the engine, letting herself be lead into the belly of the massive cargo chopper.

Jenni climbed up the ramp into the long body of the dark green machine, blinking at the size of the cargo hold and waving cheerfully at the two girls in it. The first was a tall long-limbed brunette with a long ponytail falling out the back of her camo ballcap. Her tight camo t-shirt hugged her lean form and the twin mounds of her firm breasts. The second girl was a fit redhead with a shock of curly hair spilling from her camo cap and a tight camo shirt that showed her toned bod and turned her proud breasts into a single mountain of chest meat.

"Hey Darla," drawled the redhead casually, "who's the civvie?"

"Hi girls, this is Jenni - she's from head office." Darla said, jerking a thumb at Jenni as the pretty blonde tidied her hair.

"Um, hello!" Jenni chirped, smiling hopefully at the pair.

"Heifer?" The brunette asked.

"Heifer." Darla replied with a nod.

Jenni shifted awkwardly as the three girls broke out in laughter, then Darla put an arm around her shoulders and lead her to the cockpit.

"Don't mind T&A, they're good girls. Now sit your arse down there and let's get this bird in the air." Darla ordered, planting Jenni in the co-pilot seat before clambering into the pilot's chair.

"T&A?" Jenni asked as Darla hit buttons and flipped switches.

"The brunette's Tara and the redhead's Alexis, they sure are an eyeful of T&A aren't they?" Darla grinned.

*skchhh...* "Captain?..." crackled a headset mic.

"Yeah?" Darla asked, hitting a button to talk into the mic.

"Are you talking about our boobs again?" A scratchy voice asked with a hint of humor.

Jenni giggled as Darla chuckled and was joined by laughter over the mic. A minute later the flight-prep was done and the chopper was in the air, lifting off with a roar of rushing air. Once it was off the ground, the engine noise died down to a steady drone as the chopper climbed above the thick jungle.

"Oh wow..." Jenni breathed as she watched the lush greenery below. "It's so pre-" she paused in mid sentence as she glanced back to see Darla's tanned cleavage bulge as the stocky babe unzipped her flight suit to her navel with a comfortable sigh.

"Ohhh... It feels so much better to let the girls have a stretch." Darla moaned, breasts half-leaping out of her suit as she stretched, arching her back to thrust her ample chest out.

"Uhhh..." Jenni muttered as she realized Darla was naked under her flightsuit. Well, naked and incredibly busty.

"Ok girls, we're airborne with 30 minutes to kill and I have a hankering for some fun - how do you two feel like amusing me?" Darla called into the mic.

"Umm... isn't this against regs?..." Jenni asked uncertainly as she half-ogled Darla's deep cleavage.

"What, this?" Darla asked, gesturing at her half-bare bust. "Well then, you'd better get me arrested before I do something like... this!" With a grin she hauled her flightsuit open and let her hefty breasts bulge free.

"Uhhh..." Jenni muttered, staring at the great tanned mounds of Darla's fine breasts as they jiggled around on her chest.

"Well come on then," Darla urged, accidentally bumping the flight stick as she twisted in her seat to face Jenni. Thrusting her wrists out for Jenni to bind she squeezed her full tits between her arms, making the dark-nippled globes bulge.

"Eeep!" Jenni squeaked, clutching her seat as the chopper began to nose down.

"Better hurry," Darla urged, glancing at the approaching jungle canopy, "you won't be able to arrest me once we're all splattered across the jungle floor."

"B-but I can't fly one of these!" Jenni blurted.

"Then I guess we're all gonna die in a heap of twisted metal and big tits. Sounds kinda hot actually, any last words or do you just want to make out?"

"Pull us up!" Jenni cried.

"Sorry, I can't do that if I'm arrested." Darla replied with a twinkle in her eye and her wrists held out. "Are you telling me you aren't busting me for showing off my bust?"

"Yes! You're clear, just pull up!" Jenni cried.

With a grin, Darla grabbed the controls and hauled back on the flight stick, burying it in her deep cleavage. "Unnngh..." Darla grunted, her big tits bulging as she wrestled the control stick between them.

Jenni whimpered as the big chopper clipped the tops of the jungle trees, scraping and bumping for several long seconds before climbing up and into the air.

"Whooo... That was fun wasn't it?" Darla grinned as she settled the chopper and flicked on the flight control. "Did I scare ya?"

"Wha? Uh, uhm, ehhh..." Jenni half-panted, half sputtered as she pressed one hand to her own bulging chest and tried to take a deep breath.

"C'mere." Darla said, hauling Jenni to her feet and wrapping her arms around her. "Calm down hot stuff," she muttered as she ground her bare tits into Jenni's firm rack, "we have some fun while we're up here," she continued, pressing herself into Jenni and holding the flustered beauty tight, "so why don't you relax and have some fun with us." She smiled, leaning in and giving Jenni a kiss.

Jenni's eyes bulged at first, then she felt her breasts tingling as the warm buzz of arousal soothed her nerves. "Mmm..." She moaned, kissing Darla back and entwining their tongues.

"Mmm... Yeah, that's the ticket." Darla grinned, licking Jenni's cute nose before stepping back. "Now come on, let's see what those bimbos in the back are up to." Grabbing Jenni by the shoulder she hauled the flustered beauty into the back of the chopper.

"Hey Captain, nice tits." Alexis drawled with a tip of her cap at Darla's bare breasts as she dropped a heavy shoulder bag in the middle of the cargo hold.

"Glad you like 'em." Darla grinned.

"So, what's the story behind the wild ride?" Tara asked, unzipping the big bag.

"Our prim 'n proper guest figured she'd take me in for letting my girls out." Darla explained with a chuckle, jerking a thumb at Jenni as she strutted her topless self over to where her busty crew were standing. "Once she figured out we needed a pilot to keep us girls from turning into a pack of big-titted splatters, she calmed down." She continued, unzipping the rest of her flight suit and shucking it off to stand naked save for her boots in front of the pair.

"Well, I, uh... what are you doing?" Jenni asked as she watched Darla throw her shoulders back to thrust her bare tits out and let Alexis pull her arms together behind her back.

"We're havin' ourselves a little fun." Alexis teased as she bound Darla's toned arms with a length of black rope from her bag.

"B-b-but... She's your captain!" Jenni cried, watching in stunned amazement as the redheaded Tara manacled Darla's wrists together.

"You bet I am, aren't I gi-*glomph!*" Darla's grinning retort was cut short as Alexis jammed a ball-gag in her mouth and strapped it on tight. The twinkle in her eye quickly disappeared as Tara slipped a black PVC hood on her and zipped it shut.

"Well there we go, ain't that purty?" Alexis drawled as she finished binding Darla's legs together and slapped a pair of cuffs on her ankles, leaving the gorgeously busty babe blind and helpless in the tight restraints.

"They sure are..." Tara purred, grabbing Darla's outthrust breasts and giving them a rough squeeze. "God I'm going to have some fun with these!" She exclaimed, stuffing her face between the twin globes and taking a deep breath.

"B-b-b-bu..." Jenni stammered as she watched Alexis pull a number of cruel toys from her bag.

"Awww... Ain't that sweet, she's worried we'll hurt the captain's tits." Alexis cooed as she gave Darla's breasts a few hard swats with the riding crop. Each crack of the crop on flesh drew gasps from both Jenni and Darla as they left red lines on the tanned skin of Darla's globes.

"Oh don't worry," Tara smiled, "we're definitely going to cause these a great deal of pain." She snarled, giving Darla's thick brown nipples a vicious tweak that garnered a moan from the trapped beauty.

Jenni stammered nervously, only the buzz of arousal and the erotic site of Darla's toned and busty body bound and helpless keeping her from freaking out.

"Awww... she's doing so much better than the last one..." Tara cooed as she pulled a box of long slender pins from the toybag and held one out to Jenni. "Come on sweetie, try one of these on our dear captain's tits. She'll make such a nice sound when you stick them."

Frozen in place, Jenni's eyes bulged as she watched Alexis take a thick knobbly dildo from the toybag. "Now, don't you worry yer purty head about this, it's not for you." Alexis drawled as she smeared lube on the tip. "It's goin' somewhere in the captain's hindquarters y'see!" She crowed, giving Darla's ass a smack before grabbing a fistfull of haunch and squeezing it.

As Alexis bent Darla over, Tara grabbed the back of her head to keep her from falling. The captain's big tits dangled beneath her, jiggling deliciously as Alexis spread her asscheeks and began working the thick knobbly dildo into her ass.

"Go on and stick her tits," Tara encouraged, offering the pins to Jenni, "she'll hardly even notice if you do it while Alexis is packing her ass."

"Ummm..." Jenni muttered, slowly reaching for one of the long thin pins as Alexis hammered away at Darla's ass.

"That's the spirit, here pick your favorite!" Tara said, shifting her grip to force Darla to thrust her chest forward - presenting her big tits for Jenni. "Just think how much of a pain in the ass she was while she was driving."

"Um, yeah, she was a bit of a jerk..." Jenni muttered.

"Exactly! She deserves to have one of those in her titmeat - go on and stick it in deep." Tara urged, cupping Darla's big tits with one hand and squeezing them roughly.

"Uhhh... Ok." Jenni decided, stepping forward with the pin in one hand. Taking a deep breath she looked down at the black PVC mask that muzzled Darla, then past it to the great gorgeous mounds of her big tits. Tentatively taking hold of one, she hefted the tanned globe and pressed the tip of the pin to the nub of Darla's thick nipple. "Here we go..." She muttered, pushing on the pin.

There was a low groan from Darla as the pin dimpled her nipple, then a louder groan as it pierced her skin and sunk into her meaty tit with a trickle of blood.

"Oh! Oh, that's nice..." Jenni exclaimed as she felt Darla tremble. Licking her lips she pushed the pin deeper into Darla's flesh, driving it over an inch, then two, into the tender meat of her tit.

"Oh yeah... New girl's sticking it to her!" Tara called back to Alexis.

"Whoo-eee!" Alexis hooted, giving Jenni a thumbs-up.

"It's kind of fun." Jenni half-giggled as she looked up at the pair. "And, she really was a bitch in the cockpit." She remarked, grabbing a second pin.

"That's the spirit!" Tara grinned, keeping a firm grip on Darla's shuddering form as Alexis hammered at her ass and Jenni slowly thrust a second pin deep into her big tits.

"Hold her still, I'm going to X her nipples!" Jenni barked at Tara, grabbing a handful of Darla's titflesh and pins.

"Oooh! Giving orders are we?" Tara chuckled. Looking down her eyebrows shot up as she watched Jenni drive pins through the erect nubs of Darla's nipples, side-to-side and top-to-bottom, putting a metal X through each throbbing piece of meat as Darla shuddered in pain.

"There." Jenni said, half-panting as she took a step back to admire her handiwork.

"Oooh... that's nice." Tara cooed as she admired Jenni's work. "Hey Alexis, new girl's a fast learner!"

"She is? How fast?" Alexis asked, looking up from stuffing the last of the foot-long dildo into Darla's ass.

"Main event fast babe, let's do it." Tara replied, straightening Darla up as the moaning beauty groaned and shuddered.

"Deal." Alexis nodded, heading to the toybag.

"What's the main event?" Jenni asked, eagerness creeping into her voice as her nipples tingled and strained her tight top.

"These." Alexis announced, holding up a pair of meathooks with an evil grin.

"Oh wow..." Jenni breathed, clit throbbing at the sight of the cruel tools.

"That's not all." Tara grinned as she manhandled Darla's bound and busty body over to the side of the chopper. Slamming a button she opened the side up. The wind roared past the open door, whipping at the girls and leaving Tara and Darla a single step from plunging 100' into a jungle.

Jenni followed Alexis over and felt her pulse race as she watched the canopy fly by. Reaching out and groping Darla's bust she grinned as she felt the bound beauty tremble in her hand.

"We're going to pitch her out!" Tara shouted over the howling wind.

"What? Ok, so... do we have a bungee setup?" Jenni asked.

"Nope, we have these." Alexis said, holding up the meathooks which now had rope wrapped around the handles.

"Oh? Oh..." Jenni muttered as she saw that the ropes were tied around an inner brace by a length of rope. "So..."

"So stick 'em in deep girl, y'all's gonna be the one keeping Darla from splattering in the jungle." She said, handing over the meathooks.

"Me? Meathooks? In her tits?" Jenni asked, staring from girl to girl to the great mounds of Darla's trembling breasts.

"Yup, you." Tara nodded.

"Now come on Darla, stick them titties out nice and big fer Jenni." Alexis said, tugging on the pins in Darla's tits to make the beauty thrust her throbbing chest way out. "That's a good girl, now hold still..." Alexis nodded, holding Darla in place.

Jenni hesitated for a moment, meathooks in her hands.

"Come on lil' girl, stick them titties!" Alexis barked.

Nodding, Jenni stepped up to Darla. Taking a deep breath she placed the tips of the meathooks to the undersides of Darla's tits. To her amazement Darla moaned excitedly and struggled to thrust her chest out even further as she felt the meathooks. Counting down from three, Jenni grunted as she hauled up on the meathooks, hard. There was a moment of resistance from Darla's tender flesh, then the hooks pierced the skin and plunged into the meat of Darla's big tits.

"That's the good stuff." Tara nodded as Jenni sunk the hooks in deep and Darla howled through her ball gag, writhing in agony. 

Jenni nodded, backing up as Darla thrashed in pain. Then, with a single fluid motion, Tara twisted and shoved Darla out of the chopper.

Eyes wide, Jenni gasped as she watched Darla plunge towards the jungle, meathooks in the busty babe's tits the only things that could save her. Every second of the tanned beauty's plunge rolled out in slow motion. From the supple curves of her body twisting in midair, to the way her great big tits bounced and jiggled as she slipped past the lip of the chopper deck, to how the cruel hooks in her breasts trailed their loops of rope back up to the overhead brace where they were tied.

Every second was an age.

Ten... twenty... thirty feet Darla plunged before, suddenly, her rope ran out and the meathooks caught, sinking even deeper into the flesh of her tender tits as she slammed to a stop in midair.

"Oooh... that's gotta be a special kinda hurt." Alexis drawled, stroking her own ample tits as she watched Darla twitch and shudder at the end of the rope.

Watching Darla jerk to a stop far below the chopper, Jenni realized there was a third rope coming up from the dangling beauty.

"It's tied to the shaft up her ass - want to give it a yank?" Alexis offered, holding the rope out to Jenni. "Don't y'all worry, it ain't coming out unless ya pull real hard." She smiled.

"Um... sure." Jenni muttered, taking the rope.

"Give her a minute or two to stop jerking around first," Tara suggested, "then she'll really feel it when you give it a tug."

Jenni nodded, watching Darla shudder and convulse as she dangled below the chopper. After what seemed like ages, her convulsions slowed to a slow rhythmic shudder. Getting a good grip on the rope, Jenni gave it a yank and smiled as she watched Darla's bucking and swaying start up again.

"Good show." Alexis boomed, clapping Jenni on the shoulder. "Now pass it over and let us have a go."

"Yeah, we'll take turns playing with her from here." Tara nodded.

"O-ok." Jenni stammered. "Oh wow..." she sighed, giving a gentle shudder, "that was intense."

"Wait 'til we arrive at our harvest point." Tara smiled as she settled down on the deck of the chopper and began tugging on the ropes coming up from Darla's dangling form.

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Nearly 30 minutes of tit-jerking abuse later, Alexis and Tara shoved Jenni aside as they began hauling Darla back into the chopper. Jenni watched as the tanned beauty's dangling bod drew closer and closer, each grunting heave on the rope revealing another detail of the abuse heaped on Darla's flesh. Her bruised and bloody body shuddered as it was hauled onto the chopper deck to lay twitching in a heap.

"There we go, much better." Tara sighed as she closed up the chopper door, blessing them with silence again. "Ohhh... I can almost hear myself think. Now, about our little plaything..." Winding up she planted a solid kick into Darla's right tit, grinning as it earned a moan.

"Go on girlie, get a few good ones in!" Alexis crowed as she slammed a booted foot into Darla's stomach.

"Er, um..." Jenni muttered as she watched Darla slowly crawl onto her knees, her big tits dangling and bloody, meathooks still embedded in them. "Shouldn't we pull those out?"

"Nahhh... Not yet. We need to slap her around some more first." Tara replied, hauling a leather cat-o-nine from the toybag. She gave it a couple test swings, then lashed out at Darla's breasts. She grinned as the plump orbs bounced and faint lines of blood opened up. "Fishooks." She explained to Jenni, showing off the hooks woven into the tails before giving each of Darla's throbbing tits two more lashes.

"Now let's untie this babe a titch." Alexis drawled, rolling Darla onto her front and undoing the ropes and cuffs on her arms and legs. "There we go, now ain't that better? Now roll over and show us your pussy." She ordered.

Darla complied readily, almost eagerly, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs wide. She grunted as Tara lashed her cunt with the cat-o-nine, but made no effort to defend her tender flesh.

"Umm... Gimme that, I want a turn." Jenni insisted, grabbing the whip. Stepping up she delivered a half-dozen clumsy but enthusiastic blows to Darla's pussy. With each one she got more into it, lashing harder and harder, until finally Darla's hips began to buck and shudder. Jenni stepped back in alarm as Darla's whole body shook and convulsed. After a second she realized what was happening and smiled. "Wow, she's really having a big one."

"Yep, she always does." Alexis nodded.

"Wait, you've done this befo-" A sudden beep from the cockpit interrupted Jenni.

"Playtime's over!" Tara barked. She and Alexis descended on Darla, swiftly unbinding her and tidying up their toys.

"Y'all better pull these out yourself." Alexis called to Jenni, indicating the meathooks.

"Oooh, yeah..." Jenni muttered, kneeling down and taking hold of the handles. With a grunt she pulled on the hooks and slowly slid them out of Darla's tits, marveling at how deep they'd sunk into the girl's flesh.

There was a low moan from Darla as the hooks slid through her flesh, then an almost wistful shudder as the bloody tips came out.

"Awww... I think she misses them." Tara chuckled as she unzipped the PVC hood.

As the hood was peeled off, it revealed a sweaty, tear-stained Darla with dishevelled hair. The ballgag popped out a second later, revealing a great big grin.

"Ohhh... Oh wow..." Darla gasped, working her jaw and blinking as she looked around.

"Welcome back cap'n, how was the trip?" Alexis asked brightly.

"Oh fuck... It was incredible..." Darla moaned as she was helped back to her feet. "Phew! Thanks girls, I owe you one." She smiled.

"Seriously? You enjoyed it that much?" Jenni blurted as she watched Darla pull her jumpsuit back on.

"I always do." Darla grinned, winking as she marched past Jenni to the cockpit. "C'mon babe, we've got some more flying to do." She called over her shoulder, zipping her jumpsuit up to her navel as she went.