Draw them out

Lisa unfortunately had no idea what other threats lay ahead in the cockpit. The copilot nervously calculated the odds and decided drawing the slavers out was her only option.

Gripping the knife in her right hand, Lisa looked over her shoulder. She spotted something she could throw to distract them from their newly found naked trophy. Lisa reached for the broken drinking glass as she prayed that she would not be seen. Instead all she heard was the slaver's heavy balls slapping against Tanya's ass and their breathless moans.

Picking up the glass, the brunette sat back against the wall once again. Moment of truth. Lisa threw the glass down the hall towards where she first woke up. "The hell was that?! Tipper, check it out. There could be another bitch on board hungry for cock."

The voice laughed at his own comment and than continued to grunt as he fucked Lisa's captain roughly. Footsteps grew closer to the doorway. Lisa's round breasts heaved up and down as she attempted to control her heavy breathing. A smaller man with a face only a mother could love, exited the cockpit and walked by Lisa completely oblivious to her presence. He slowly walked down the tight hallway as the copilot stood up slowly.

"Please... not my ass... aaaghh!" Lisa could hear Tanya's struggle. She knew she could not save her yet. She needed to do this right. Lisa slowly moved behind, Tipper. She had a choice. Use the sharp end of her knife and cut his throat or the hard blunt end to knock him ****?