To Russia With Love. Story 5. 
by ANTMAN


     The Moscow Mafia Boss raged at his Lieutenants in his office. Igor
had been found drowned in his bath, and his housemaid had vanished. "I
know that little bitch killed him, and I've a feeling it's got something
to do with that damned Madam Olga. Yuri, you take two of your goons and
bring her in". The man turned and collecting two of the guards outside of
the building, headed off to the Gymnasium.
     Inside, the training Gymnasium, Madam Olga sat with the young
"Housekeeper" - Natasha. The girl was now dressed in the usual white
leotard of the gymnasts, with her thick dark hair pulled back in a
ponytail. She had been practicing unarmed combat skills with two of the
gymnast girls, who were now unwinding on the apparatus.
     Sasha, fourteen, a tall slim girl with fairish hair, and grey/green
eyes, was swinging on a trapeze bar, about ten feet in the air, while
Elena, a stocky blue eyed blonde of fifteen years, was somersaulting over
a vaulting horse.
     The double doors suddenly burst open, and the Lieutenant  entered
with his two guards...all of them had drawn guns. Motioning his two goons
to watch the two girls on the apparatus, he strode foreward to where
Madam Olga had risen to her feet, joined by a nervous Natasha. "Ah",
boomed out the Mafia man, striding foreward, Madam Olga and Little
Natasha, two birds with one stone," he smiled unpleasantly, and continued
foreward to them. "Ah " said Madam Olga, "Gentlemen...what can I do for
you?".
     "Don't play the innocent with me". The man snarled "Our boss wants a
word with you. " He looked at the girl.." And he particularly would like
to see you, young lady"....
     As the conversation was continuing, at the side, one of the gunmen
was staring entranced at the lithe Sasha, as she slowly swung to and fro,
sitting on the trapeze and stretching out her long shapely legs at the
end of each swing.. As she passed by his wide eyed, open mouthed dumb
face, she flashed him a dazzling smile and a sideways glance that caused
his gun to droop in his nerveless hand. Suddenly the girl's long legs
stretched out again as she dropped and swung holding the bar with her
hands. Before the hypnotised man could react, her left foot swung against
the loosely held gun, sending it spinning across the floor, while her
right sole crashed onto his chin sending him reeling as she swung past
him. As she swung back, her legs parted and his head was caught as her
smooth thighs slid along his neck, and her ankles locked together behind
him, catching him in a sensuous reverse scissors.
     At the sounds the Lieutenant and the other gun man spun around.
Natasha was quick, and her small foot swung up and she coiled one leg
over the gun arm of the lieutenant. Grasp[ing his wrist and facing away
from his body, she suddenly sat down, pulling his arm up. his elbow
cracking as it broke against her crotch...The man screamed and dropped
the gun, Madam Olga smiled.
     With the man half turned away from her, Elena saw her chance and
swinging up on the horse, turned herself over so as she landed on top,
she was on her stomach. Kicking the gun out of his hand, the girl wrapped
her strong legs around the man's neck, hooking her crossed calves under
his chin. She then slid her body down the side of the horse, till 
reaching her arms under it , she grasped the mans ankles . As her
gripping calves pulled the man's head backwards over the top of the
horse, so she pulled hes feet off the floor and wrapped her arms tight
around his shins.
     " Arggh" The man moaned asSasha's steel hard inner thigh muscles
clamped on the neck. Within a couple of seconds, the man's senses started
to swim, as his blood flow to his brain was cut off., His fingers clawed
desperately at the slim girl's hips as he tried to pull her off the
trapeze. Sasha merely smiled and tightened her strong hands round the
bar.His blurring vision travelled over her shapely rear and up her slim
back, as her thighs kept up their deadly pressure on his arteries. He
pulled helplessly at her thighs, the big muscles hard and unyielding
under his fingers. He gasped as he felt his senses fail.
     Natasha had slipped down to her kneesand setting over on her right
hip, coiled her long legs round the Lieutenants good arm trapping it. The
man had the back of his head pressed against the girl's pert breasts as
her long shapely arms coiled round his neck in a stranglehold. Her pretty
face took on a look of deadly determination as her forearm bit deep into
the throat of the man desperately wheezing in air as the gir'ls slim arm
closed his windpipe. "Good girl, " breathed Madam Olga, "You've learnt
quickly. Now, finish him off"...The man arched helplessly as the slim
girl continued her strangulation of him.
     "Nnnnng" The man arched over the top of the horse, clawed at the
smooth leather , trying to straighten his agonised back. But Elana had
him helpless. Her bulging calf muscles tightly crossed under his chin
continued to pull the hapless man's head backwards while her strong arms
pulled his legs under the horse.His back bowing was slowly bending and he
knew it couldn't bend much more. He couldn't reach her arms pulling his
legs back, so with despair he tried to part her legs. Elana merely smiled
and with a series of soft grunts, continued to bend the man, feeling his
weak despairing clawing of her strong legs.
     Under the trapeze bar, Sasha heard the man feebly wheeze as her
terrible legs destroyed him. His hands fell off her thighs and he hung
limply.The girl knew though that he was only unconcious and kept the
deadly pressure of her thighs tight till she knew that the man was
finished. Only then did she part her steely vise grip on his neck.
     Natasha pulled back tighter. The man's desperate wheezing had ceased
as his windpipe closed and now he twiotched helplessly. His left arm
clawed the air uselessly, held tight between the girl's coiled legs, and
his eyes bulged while his tongue protruded. Slowly his spasmodic
twitchings lessened and they soon stopped.
     A loud crack was followed by a short shriek. Elana had pulled her
victim around the pommel horse till his spine could not bend any more,
and with a final pull of her strong legs and her arms, she broke the
man's back.
     The three girls hugged each other excitedly and Madam Olga called
her government official with the good news. There were three less crooks
to steal from the Government. Meanwhile the Mafia Boss waited for the
Lieutenant to call ..and waited..and waited.
                             End of Story 5