Schoolgirl Assassins. Story. 9. "At The Rear Gate" 
by ANTMAN




One guard was strolling about at the rear gate of the Chateau. Being at
the rear of the house, no one ever came or went near herit led to a
footpath into the woods, and it was on the edge of these woods, that two
of Miss Bond's girls were watching him. Helen a dark blonde and her
friend Ellie, a taller blonde with an angelic face whispered their plan
together. Helen, her cute face in distress, emerged from the thicket, and
bursting into tears, stumbled toward the
gate.                                                                 The
guard tirned at the sound of sobbing and saw a young girl, obviously
upset, and dressed in gym clothes. He noticed her shapely tanned legs
from under her short, pleated grey skirt, accentuated by her white ankle
socks and trainers, before her crying drew his eyes back to her
face.                                                                   
She had an elfin face, with a cute button nose, and his heart filled with
tenderness to her. He had always been a sucker for tears. As she reached
him, he stood his gun against the wall, and bent down to her. "Oh
Sir,"she heaved her young breasts in deep convulsions, "I've lost the
road, and my friends.....Our school bus...." another wail stopped her.
"There, there " he replied, patting her on the shoulder of her white
airtex top. He glanced over his shoulder, no one was about. "I'll take
you back to the road" he said, and was rewarded by a dazzling smile
through her tear streaked face, that completely disarmed any reservations
he had about leaving his post.                They entered the wood, and
skirted round a pond when Ellie suddenly appeared. "Oh there you are
Helen, we've been so worried" she remonstrated. "Thank You sir". Ellie
addressed the man and he noticed the stunningly beautiful face of the
seventeen year old with the long straight hair glinting in the sunlight
and wished he were twenty yearsyounger.                                                                       
                                       As they reached her, Ellie
suddenly viciously chopped the edge of her hand across the man's throat,
and as he staggered gagging, Helen took him by his shirt front, swayed
her lithe body round, and threw him over her hip. He landed with force on
the hard ground, driving the breath from him. The two girls then pounced
on him. Ellie's short grey skirt flew up as she dropped both knees into
his stomach. His cry or pain was a hoarse croak out of his crushed
windpipe. Ellie then straddled his stomach, and grabbing his flailing
feet, under her armpits leaned him into a folding body press. His
breathing was now restricted by her folding of him, and he tried to roll
her off him. Ellie, with a small smile, spread her knees wider and pulled
his legs futher down, she knew she had him. His hips were off the floor
and he could get no leverage.                As he reached up with a
snarl of rage for her face, Helen dropped down behind his head, and
captured his wrists with her strong fingers. She pulled his arms straight
over his head, then  crossed her shins and caught his throat between her
feet. The right one hooking under his chin, and the left one pressing on
the nape of his neck, she lay back straightening his arms and closing his
windpipe.                               The man then knew real fear. He
was caught in the deadly grips of these two innocents, and the one whose
tears had so moved him was now giggling as he desperately fought for
breath. He couldn't move and he gazed into the beautiful but cold face of
Ellie as she watched his suffering through clear blue
eyes.                     Within five minutes, it was clear to all that
the man was losing the fight. Ellie's folding press had completely closed
his diaphragm, and even without the pressure of Helen's small but deadly
feet on his windpipe, his brain was being starved of oxygen. He weakened
fast, and Helen glanced toward the pool..."Let's give him a dip"she said.
Both girls released their holds,stood up, and grasping an arm each,
pulled the weakly kicking man toward the pond. As they rolled him over
and dumped his face into the water he desperately tried to push himself
out of it. Helen dropped down and straddled his back. Coiling her arms
round his in a full nelson, she locked her hands behind his head, and
forced his face back into the water. Ellie watched as Helen gripped his
body between her shapely tanned thighs as he jerked helplessly, and
smiled as she saw his life giving oxygen bubble up to the surface. "Ride
him girl" she said and Helen turned her lovely smile to her. Helen was
surprised how easy it was to hold him and in a couple of minutes she
released her hold on his lifeless body.                                 
The two girls then continued toward the edge of the wood, then suddenly
stopped frozen in their tracks. Ahead of them, another guard lounged
against a tree, smoking, his rifle propped on the trunk. "This one's
mine" whispered Ellie, and Helen smiled her assent. Ellie slipped off her
trainers, and silently climbed the tree behind the man. She worked her
way along an overhanging branch, then as the man leaned foreward to stamp
out his cigarette, Ellie grasped the branch tight in her hands and
dropped her long legsdown.                                                                          
                          The guard suddenly felt two soft thighs slide
round his neck and he gasped in surprise and then pleasure as the white
socked feet suddenly locked and the silky thighs moulded themselves
gently around his thick neck muscles. "What the" he exclaimed reaching up
to grasp the warm flesh. He noticed Helen standing demurely near and as
she flashed a smile at him and waved her hand, so realisation hit him.
The Killer Schoolgirls he thought in fear and groaned"No " as the warm
soft thighs around his neck suddenly turned to pillars of steel as Ellie
tightened her scissors. Her thigh muscles bulged and her grey pleated
skirt rode high as she moaned in pleasure and thrust her hips foreward,
adding extra pressure to hi Carteroid arteries. He tried to cry out, but
his voice was paralised by the strength of her legs, and weakness flooded
over him as her deadly grip took effect.Ellie grunted in satisfaction as
she watched his clawing fingers slide helplessly over her strong legs
trying to prise them loose..she had him helpless and shuddered as the
orgasm hit. It always happened when she had a man locked between her
legs. The man tried to reach his rifle but Helen grabbed it first and tut
tutted, shaking her head at the man's agonised expression. Ellie's orgasm
added more power to her lovely legs and the man could not resist the
extra attack on his clouding senses. His hands slid off her deadly limbs
and he hung unconscious between her killer thighs. Ellie unlocked her
ankles and the man dropped like a rag doll at Helen's feet. Ellie dropped
down as well and said"I think he wants to join his friend". Helen nodded
her approval and the girls dragged the man over to the pond, where they
sat on his back and head until the bubbles ceased and he joined his other
friend floating face down on the water. The girls stood, smoothed down
their short skirts over their bronzed thighs, straightened their blouses,
then when Ellie had put her trainers back on, they opened the rear
gate.         THE END