Schoolgirl Assassins. Story 11. 
by ANTMAN
Inside The Chateau (Part 1) 



     In the cellar courtyard at the Chateau, where the enemy agents had
their Headquarters, Miss Bond's eight schoolgirls gathered. Noticing that
three of them were dressed only in their underwear of black satin bra and
briefs, Sylvia asked-"Where are your clothes?" Cassie replied "We left
them hidden, it's so much sexier like this". Sylvia's lovely blue eyes
sparkled, "Mmm, I think I'll join you". Saying this the lovely blonde
wriggled her shapely body free of her school gym kit, and hid them behind
a barrel. "Ooh," she sighed, "That's better, anybody else", she giggled.
The four dressed girls shook their heads, and together, the eight of them
entered the cellar and silently climbed the steps to emerge into the
entrance hall of the Chateau. Seeing no one about, the girls arranged to
meet at the lift, when they had disposed of any men on the ground floor,
and split up to seek out their prey.
     Rosa, the tall seventeen year old of Spanish parents, was one of the
girls in her underwear, showing her lovely olive coloured skin,
contrasting with her luxurious black hair and underwear.She peeped in the
window of the first office she came to, and saw a guard, sat on a settee,
reading a newspaper. Silently she edged the door opened and padded
barefoot over to him. As her shadow fell on him, he glanced up, and
stared in astonishment at the vision of lovliness stood with her hands on
her shapely hips, gazing smilingly at him, with her head cocked on one
side.
     "What the..." he gasped"Who are you?". "Your pleasure", sh replied,
tossing her long black locks. As he stared speechless, the beautiful
assassin sank onto his lap, coiling her slim arms around his neck. As she
gazed into his eyes he gasped with pleasure as his hands ran up the soft
skin of her back. She smiled , she had him and he was totally helpless.
As she straddled him, and squeezed him with her thighs he shuddered , and
she opened her luscious lips and locked them onto his. As she worked her
kiss around his mouth slowly, she heard him moan and with a feeling of
excitement, tightened her arms around his neck. She felt his growing
bulge press on the inside of her thigh, and finally broke the kiss. He
gasped breath in, and then she pulled him on top of her, her thighs
opening to close on his shuddering body. As her hands were pulling him
back down for another kiss, they both heard a young girl's giggle, and a
mans deep agonised groan. "Wha..what was that?" the man whispered,
pulling free of the girl's embrace and sitting up listening intently.
"Oh, "breathed Rosa, "Just one of your friends getting killed in the next
office". The mans lust filled mind couldn't comprehend, but he started to
rise, realising something was wrong. Then, that silky soft, shapely body
became a deadly weapon, as Rosa slid one of those slim arms around his
neck, and clamping it hard against his throat, pulled him back down,"Oh
no you don't" whispered her soft voice determinedly, as she choked off
his cry of alarm by grasping her other hand and tightened her
stranglehold. As the man's body desperately arched, her long brown legs
coiled round his waist, scissoring him to her. As she held his writhing
body, she listened to the scuffling sounds and muffled groans coming from
the next room. She smiled coldly as she watched the mans frantic attempts
to free her deadly holds. He pushed in vain at her well muscled thighs
and pulled at the slim arm coiled round his neck, closing his airway.
After a couple of minutes she felt his struggles weaken and after ten
minutes he was reduced to spasmodic jerks and kicks as the young girl
strangled him to death. As his limp body was released to fall onto the
floor, Rosa sighed contentedly, and standing, went and opened the
connecting door to the next office. Leaning against the doorframe, she
folded her arms, and with a smile of satisfaction, stood watching the
scene on the floor of the next office.
      She saw a guard weakly squirming in the double scissors holds of
Sylvia and her friend Charlotte. The blonde Sylvia, clad in her
underwear, had her victims head clamped between her strong thighs. her
left one pressing hard on the man's throat, just above her knees.
Charlotte, the long brown haired girl with beautiful grey eyes, had her
long lean thighs scissored just under the man's ribs, the muscles bulging
as she applied pressure, lifting her hips off the floor. His hands were
pushing feebly at her pleated mini skirt which was around her thrusting
hips. As the man's breath was forced out of his agonised lungs, by
Charlotte's powerful squeezing, so Sylvia tightened  her thighs, cutting
off any intake of air into his windpipe. The man's strangled wheezing
proved the effectiveness of the girl's strong legs, and as Sylvia met the
approving look of Rosa, she smiled the smile of a cat, then gritted her
teeth and squeezed harder as her orgasm hit her. The deadly musles of her
thighs rippled and crushed the man's throat. Rosa nodded her appreciation
of the young girls strength. She knew the power of those shapely bronzed
limbs, having been squeezed unconscious by the younger girl's deadly
figure four scissors, despite her desperate efforts to free herself.
     Sylvia shook her long blonde hair and shivered as both she and
Charlotte poured on their crushing scissors with all the strength in
their young shapely bodies. The man was spasmodic now, the end was almost
here. His hands fluttered feebly on the golden steel hard thighs round
his neck and soon, his twitching body kicked once more and lay still
between the deadly legs of his teenage killers. The girl's kicked his
body off and finally stood up. "Good job" whispered Rosa, hugging the
younger girls.They opened the corridor door, and cautiosly stepped out
into it. Three young beautiful and deadly assassins seeking new
victims...........(End of Part one of Story11)