Return Of The Schoolgirl Assassins. Part 3. 
By ANTMAN.


     Sylvia strolled towards the gate, her long blonde hair flowing over
her shoulders, her long shapely legs striding out strongly. The young
Army recruit looked out of his hut window, and felt a surge of lust as he
saw the schoolgirl pass by. The girl's shapely body held a promise for
him and he hurridly left the building, silently closing the door behind
him.
     Sylvia suddenly froze, as she felt the two hands suddenly slide
round her front and clasp her full breasts tightly. "Hello little girl -
Would you like some company?"The man's voice was coarse as he whispered
in her ear, revelling in the perfume of her soft hair. Sylvia turned her
head, and her beautiful blue eyes saw a rough looking young man of about
24. He was pressing his groin into the girl's shapely behind. The girl
smiled encouragingly at him, and whispered..."You're my first this
evening".  The soldier smiled and started to nuzzle her neck.
     Sylvia twisted her body suddenly sharply, and rammed her sharp elbow
into the man's stomach. The man gasped his breath out and doubled over,
his hands falling off the girl's breasts. She now whirled around and
chopped the sides of her hands against his neck, causing him to groan and
sink to his knees, semi conscious. As he knelt swaying, the girl slammed
her knee with force into his jaw, his brain exploded in a flash and he
fell backwards onto the grass.
     She stood looking at his slightly twitching form, her full lips
parted into a smile and she purred..."Not so cocky now, soldier boy, are
we !" She glanced around, and noticing no one else in sight, leant and
grasping the soldier's unresisting wrists, pulled him into the shadow of
the hut, and straddled his chest.
     She knelt up, and taking his hands , placed them onto her calves.
Then kneeling back down she secured his wrists under the backs of her
thighs, and waited, delicately parting her hair with her fingers.As the
soldier groaned and slowly focused his eyes after a minute of
unconsciousness, he saw the beautiful girl above him, and trying to move
his arms, realised that they were trapped between her legs. "Alright,
bitch...get off..I'll leave you alone"..he gasped. "Oh " replied Sylvia
sarcastically..."How KIND of you. The trouble is I don't want to get
off...in fact"..her voice dropped to a cold whisper"I'm going to kill
you". He didn't quite hear the last part and as he answered "You
What?..", Sylvia suddenly slid her pert bottom back onto his stomach, and
coiled her left arm under and behind his neck, her long blonde hair
falling onto his face. Before the soldier realised what she was doing,
she slid the forearm of her right arm over and across his throat, in
doing this she crooked her left arm to hold his head still.
     The smooth bronzed forearm tensed suddenly as she pushed hard down
on it, using her weight to drive his Adam's apple into his throat, and
close his airway.His panicking eyes stared into her artless blue ones as
he realised he had stopped breathing. He jerked his body desperately, his
booted feel slipping on the grass, as the teenager closed her legs
tighter around him, his hands frantically clawing at her strong smooth
calves as he tried to unseat her.
     There was a small satisfied smile on the girl's face, as she felt
the man's feeble struggles, although fighting for his life, he was still
partially stunned by her Karate blows, and he started to fade quickly
beneath the girl's devastating attack. As his body arched and twisted
beneath her, Sylvia experienced the familiar stirrings in her loins,
whenever she achieved a kill. Her strong legs tightened even more,
crushing the man's arms to his sides and squeezing out of his lungs what
precious little oxygen he had.
     His lungs screamed for air, he felt his strength ebb of him, and
weakly tried to turn his head, to avoid her mocking gaze, but her arm
tightened around the back of his neck, and he could only stare into her
beautiful eyes as his sight finally failed him along with his other
senses, and he faded into blackness.
     Sylvia suddenly arched and shuddered as the man's twitching finally
stilled, and bit her lip as waves of pleasure coursed through her
body.She kept the killing grip tight throughout the orgasm, and when she
finally knelt up, and looked down at his face, it resembled a
gargoyle..with wide sightless eyes, his tongue sticking out, and his
colour a purplish tinge. The girl rose and glancing about her again used
her strong legs to push the body out of sight under the hut, then
smoothing down her mini gym skirt, turned again toward the main gates.
                      End Of Part Three