Return Of The Schoolgirl Assassins..Part 4. 
By ANTMAN




I     In the General's hut, the guard was dismissed as the General
arrived with Miss Bond. He, a swarthy, strong man of sixty, decided he
would take advantage of this elegant English Headmistress...his men would
obviously "take care" of the delicious schoolgirls. He looked smilingly
at Miss Bond as she stood before him...she looked so lovely. >>From her
ash blonde hair sweeping down past her oval face with its full lips and
wide clear grey eyes, to her trim figure, down to her shapely long legs
encased in their black boots. She smiled slightly as she saw his eyes
widen in appreciation of her, and as he licked his lips nervously, he
gruffly stated.."Pour us a drink, lovely lady", he nodded to a drinks
cabinet, and exited the room. Miss Bond fingered her narrow leather
bracelets..and felt a surge of excitement...It had begun - the General's
destruction.
      Charlotte was skirting the perimeter of the camp, as dusk started
to fall. She had just reached the end of a soldier's hut, when she paused
and her clear eyes opened wide. Entering the hut at the other end, was a
soldier. He was carrying his helmet, and the girl immediately recognised
him. She smiled with glee and whispered to herself..."Got you !". The
young man was burdened with a big back pack and he bowed under the
weight, as he entered the hut. Charlotte glanced round...good. Nobody
else near. She quickly entered the hut and closed the door.
     On a big leather couch, the soldier sat slumped. His helmet and back
pack slung carelessly on the floor, and his boots kicked off. Hearing the
door closing, he glanced up and his eyes widened as he took in the sight
of the tall slim schoolgirl who turned towards him with a smile. Her long
brown hair sweeping round her lovely face.He took in her shapely figure
under her white blouse, and swallowed as he saw the long shapely, bronzed
legs under the short gym skirt. His eyes raised again to her face, and
with a flash of recognition he said "Oh..It's you. the girl in the
bus..Aren't you in the show". She flashed him a dazzling smile.."I'm
Charlotte...I'm in tomorrow's show...can I sit with you". She slid her
slim pert bottom on the couch beside him and he gave her a weary look.
"I've been on a run...I'm very tired". The girl murmured sympathetically
and laid a hand on his leg. She started her seduction..it was very easy.
She soon learned he was seventeen, her age, and was a virgin. She moved
her knee so it touched his and his eyes seemed to be hypnotised by her
beautiful grey ones.
     "You need a massage" the girl whispered as he sat under her spell.
She moved up and sat on the wide back of the couch behind him, and
started to gently massage the boy's neck, hooking her legs over his
shoulders.
     In the General's bedroom. he lay naked on his back, his hands on the
hips of the beautiful English lady who straddled his stomach. She was
still in her black silk Gucci bra and briefs, and had kept her boots
on.He was aroused already and she felt his hardening penis press her
rump. "Tut tut General..Not yet. It's playtime..raise your hands please".
He loved her crisp accent and raised his hands to his head as he felt her
legs squeeze his body firmly. He gasped in pleasure as she suddenly
unwound the two lengths of leather from her wrist. He seemed spellbound
as she deftly tied his wrists to the bars of the headboard."Tie up time "
she breathed and squeezed him with her thighs again, he moaned and she
felt his now rock hard member twitch against her ................. To Be
Continued..