To Russia With Love. Story 3
by ANTMAN


     In the office at the Moscow Gymnastics Club, sat Sylvia and Hayley,
with the Russian coach...Madam Olga. Sylvia addressed her "Madam Olga,
how do you know where and when to find the Mafia men?" "Well girls"
replied the lady, "I have a small army of informants  from Ladies of the
night to Maids, from Bar ladies to shopkeepers..a great many ladies..with
much information".
     "Have you phoned Miss Bond, yet." inquired Hayley."Oh yes, I told
her I was very pleased with your work this week. You have taught my girls
much. I have informed her of the time of your flight home tomorrow. She
is looking foreward to having you back. There's talk of an assignment
somewhere in central Europe" replied Madam Olga.
     "Oh, good" squealed Sylvia, "I can't wait to get back into action
again". There came a knock at the door. "Come in girls" called the Coach,
and the door opened to admit four of the gymnastic girls who smiled
brightly as they saw the surprised look on the faces of the English
girls. "Ah, Katya, Yulia, Ludmilla and Ira, you look splendid...enter".
The four girls were all dark haired, and their hands and pretty faces
were darkened with make up. They wore black leotards with black tights
and black gymnastic slippers. "We're going on a night raid tonight
against two Mafia hoodlums", explained the coach."Do you want to come"?
"Yes please" answered the English girls enthusically. "Let us go then"..
     Into the gathering darkness, the 4x4 carrying all the girls, and
with Madam Olga behind the wheel sped. It stopped at a block of flats,
where Katya and Yulia got out and merged into the shadows at the side of
the building. . The vehicle then carried on to the corner of a street
well known for its gambling clubs. "Stay in the vehicle, till we see our
man" said the coach. He will be carrying an attache case.. the takings of
one of their illegal clubs..We'll help it to be redispersed among the
poor".
     Katya and Yulia, almost invisible in the shadows, reached a window
at the flats which was open an inch or two..it was enough. Within a
minute, the girls were in the flat of the Mafia hit man, and as Katya
coiled her long brown hair into a plait, Yulia removed the bulb from the
light. They then sat down in the dark to wait. After about half an hour a
key turned in the lock and the door opened and closed. The girls heard
the click of the light switch and the man's curse as the darkness
remained. He stumbled and groped his way toward the cupboard at the
opposite side of the room where he kept spare bulbs. Suddenly he stopped.
Two dark shadows flitted across his path. His eyes still squinting after
the harsh light of the hallway couldn't quite make out what they were.
The girl's eyesight though was perfectly adjusted and as he reached out
blindly to one of them, a foot suddenly crunched into his groin. he
gasped in agony and doubled over,...retching in pain. He was suddenly
straightened by a sharp knee which powered by a strong thigh caught him
under his chin, causing him to see stars as he was nearly knocked out. 
He staggered blindly, swinging his fists out, but the girls, much shorter
than he was, were able to duck under them easily and with stiffened
fingers jabbed them into his biceps repeatedly till with numb arms
hanging and with his groin on fire, the girls powered sharp elbows into
his solar plexus driving the breath out of him in hugh agonised gasps.
     Yulia, then , her black eyes gleaming in excitement, did a double
somersault across the room. the soles of her feet crashing into the man's
chest. cracking a couple of ribs. the man screamed a short cry of pain
and then was propelled onto his bed, where the girls dived on him. He
struggled desperately with them and in great efforts using the last of
his strength, managed to push Katya off the edge of the bed,. Then as he
painfully pushed himself up, Yulia coiled her satin covered arm round his
neck, and pulled him back down onto his back.As Katya dived back on him,
straddling his stomach, Yulia grabbed a pillow and placing it over his
face sat on it and his face, wrapping his hands over her strong thighs
and holding them tight. The man desperately heaved and kicked as his air
was slowly wxpelled and the soft pillow with the lithe body of yulia
perched on it slowly suffocated him. He was weakened by the girls' deadly
attacks and his muffled screams soon became moans as his struggles faded
and the girls rode their victim to oblivion.
     In the vehicle, Madam olga said  "There's our man". A man came out
of a building carrying a attache case and whistling softly. Ludmilla and
Ira quietly exited the van and stole behind a tree  which was about five
metres in front of the watching eyes in the van. Hayley grasped Sylvia's
hand in her excitement and squeezed tight.
     The man totally unaware sauntered along. He had done well tonight.
The takings had been good ...the Boss would be pleased...he might even
get a bonus..."Whaaa..MMM" His musings were rudely interrupted as a soft
but strong hand clamped tight across his mouth and a slim arm wrapped
round his neck and pulled  the back of his head against the firm small
breasts of the tall Ludmilla, She coiled her lithe body backwards, taking
him up onto his toes and unbalancing him. As her arm tightened against
his throat, he dropped the case, and tried to tear the arm off his neck,
but his hands slid uselessly off the satin clad arm as the smooth muscles
rippled and tightened. "MMMMph" His muffled voice desperately tried to
call for help, and he clawed desperately at the girl's wrist , but his
skin suddenly crawled as he heard her low chuckle in his ear..she was
strong...too strong!
     As the man writhed in Ludmilla's grip, Ira picked up the case and
walking back, passed it to Miss Olga. She noticed the bright excited eyes
of the English girls and smiled brightly at them. Turning, she then
returned to the struggling pair. "Get him down" said the small girl
smiling at Ludmilla. The tall girl nodded, and pulling hard on his neck,
dropped to her knees. Ira approached the man whose eyes stared in panic
at the slim small girl and he tried to kick her. She easily evaded his
wild lunge. and shaking her pony tailed head, smiled sadly at him, and
dropped, straddling him.
     Behind him, Ludmilla released her hand rrom his mouth and uncoiled
her arm from around his neck. Then grasping his wrists, twisted them
viciously behind him. His sharp cry of pain was silenced as Ira's strong
fingers fastened round his throat, her thumbs pressing hard into his
adam's apple, closing his windpipe. Watching the man desperately fighting
for his life against the two teenage girls gave Sylvia the same pleasure
as if she were doing it herself, and she shuddered in her pleasure as her
orgasm hit. Beside her, Hayley was breathing heavily and biting her
bottom lip flushed. The man in the undergrowth was weakening fast. his
legs thrashed among the leaves and his body heaved under the strongly
gripping thighs of the girl whose fingers were tight like a vise round
his throat. Ludmilla chuckled throatily and held his wrists tightly. She
smiled dreamily as the man faded fasr and then with a final shudder lay
still.
     Madam Olga nodded and smiled her approval as the girls pulled the
man into the bushes and then  returned to the vehicle. The Coach said
"Well done girls...let us go to get Yulia and Katya". Sylvia said "You'll
do girls....go get 'em". "Maybe we might work together some day" said
Olga..."Hayley mused"You never know...you never know".
                                  End Of Story 3