Return Of The Schoolgirl Assassins. Part4. 
by ANTMAN


     Continued.....The Headmistress purred in pleasure as she sat on the
stomach of the General squirming under her.His member was rock hard and
pressed against her satin covered shapely rump longing for the release
that he expected the sexy lady to give him. He twisted his tied hands,
but she had tied them really tight and he couldn't free them. He
shuddered at his helplessness under her and above him, she smiled and
drew her delicately pink nails down his chest. He gasped and moaned ....
     Charlotte worked her long slim fingers on the boy's neck.As she
worked on the tense muscles, she smiled above him. His hands came up to
grasp at her smooth tanned knees.He moaned as her fingers worked their
magic."Does that feel good?" she asked softly..."MMM" he replied as he
totally relaxed. She worked on steadily massaging his carteroid till she
found the rhythm to sleeper him. He started to go limp and his eyes
fluttered as he struggled to stay awake. Suddenly there came a loud rap
on the hut door, and a voice called out sharply.."Dimi, Are you in
there?". The boy started and tried to sit up, struggling back to
consciousness. he opened his mouth to call... Charlotte acted fast, and
slid a soft palm over his mouth as he called "MMMph". She pulled his head
back and slid her other arm round his neck, and slid down the sofa to
kneel behind him.His eyes opened wide in alarm as he felt the backs of
her knees hook round his arms at his elbows, and as her legs folded they
trapped his limbs. "Sssh" she whispered in his ear.."We don't want to be
disturbed"..the boy relaxed, but the girl continued.."Not while I kill
you". The knock was repeated and the boy tried to scream in panic. The
girl clamped her soft palm tight and muffled his yell. His soft feet slid
uselessly on the polished floor as he struggled against his slim
opponent. He was still weak from the effects of her sleeper and she
controlled him easy. The sound of footsteps faded as the man walked away
from the hut and the boy's spirits faded.
    "You knew my Mother". Miss Bond's words were cold and her eyes held
his as she spoke. "The Rumanian Partisans..You remember?" Suddenly he
started as he realised who the English woman reminded him of.The
Headmistress smiled grimly as she caught his flash of recognition. "I was
at boarding school in England, when you caught a group of these...my
mother among them. And you ravaged her. It's my revenge now"...she slid
her hands round his throat and his eyes opened wide in fear as she closed
his windpipe...his mouth opened in a silent yell.
   "Where were we" breathed the girl, and then giggled softly as the boy
struggled helplessly in her grasp. She removed her hand off his mouth and
clamped the hand of the arm encircling his neck. She pulled viciously
tight, forcing her slim forearm into his throat. He gasped and choked as
her stranglehold tightened, the back of his head tight against her
breasts , his hands twitching uselessly. She leant back against the back
of the couch and sighed contentedly as she felt his struggles start to
weaken and fade.."You boy's are all the same", she whispered.."You don't
like it when a girl takes the lead". His body heaved and shuddered, and
the girl felt the usual pleasure she felt with a boy helpless in her
killing grip.
     Outside the General's hut, the guard smiled as he heard the bed
inside creaking...His leader was taking his pleasure. The straddled man
heaved up again trying to throw his tormentor off him, but Miss Bond
clung like a limpet to his sweating body, her bare booted legs gripping
him mercilessly. Their bodies crashed down again onto the bed causing
another big creak. The woman smiled grimly and clenched her small white
teeth as she tightened her killing hold on his neck. His eyes bulged, and
his tongue protruded as his body jerked and writhed  desperate for the
oxygen the beautiful woman was denying it. She tossed a lock of
ash-blonde hair out of her eyes ."Die Pig" she hissed, and hunched her
shoulders, making her full breasts bulge out of her delicate silk bra as
she crushed his windpipe under her thumbs...The man started his final
twitchings, and she pleasured herself rubbing on his shuddering body.
     At about the same time, both the boy and the man jerked their last
under their female assassins . Charlotte left her victim sprawled on the
couch as if asleep, and left the hut ready for her next victim. Miss Bond
dressed and elegant again, left the hut and startled the guard out of his
day dreaming, by saying "The General is asleep now...I wouldn't disturb
him...Good Night". She winked and flashed him a dazzling smile before
setting off towards the hut where the sounds of the show by her girls. He
gazed in appreciation at her shapely body as it swayed away.
              End Of Part 4