Return Of The Schoolgirl Assassins. Part 9. 
By ANTMAN


The young recruits finally reached the hut of the girl's concert party,
where they saw the Headmistress - Miss Bond standing on the porch. "Ahh,
" she said as the group approached.."Welcome lads..I thought there were
more of you than this"... The young men looked round in surprise to
notice their numbers had reduced to half, and as they looked at each
other in surprise, the Headmistress continued.."Never mind..more girls
for you.." The baffled men turned back to the lovely ash-blonde lady
smiling at them, when suddenly the cabin door burst open, and the gang of
girls erupted out. The men froze..stunned by the sight of the beautiful
teens dressed only in their black silky bra and briefs..and then the
girls were onto them. One man saw the flash of a long haired blonde
nymph, when  a sharp pain erupted from his neck into his brain, as the
sharp edge of her hand sliced into his neck..his legs gave way to rubber
and he folded with a groan, stunned to the floor.Cassie leapfrogged him
and drove her bronzed knee into the groin of a shocked faced youth who
immediately collapsed to his knees with a scream of anguish. A man swung
a wild fist at Rosa who's Spanish black eyes flashed as she caught his
wrist, and turning her shapely body, hip threw him heavily to the ground.
One man tried to grip the titian haired Emmaline who twisting the mans
wrist and bending him backwards, swept one shapely leg against the backs
of his knees, he fell backwards onto the grass with a yelp of pain, as
the girl held and twisted his wrist. Another young man seeing what was
happening to his comrades, backed up in alarm as Persia moved smiling
towards him, and suddenly somersaulted at him, her long shapely thighs
coiling and locking round his neck. He felt the soft satin at his throat,
as her weight pulled him down onto the ground. Helen, the short haired
blonde girl, and Laura, the curly red headed girl each took the arm of a
wildly flailing youth, and pulling them out taut to his sides, took it in
turn to kick him in the testicles, the man shrieking in wide eyed agony,
as the girls small feet smashed into his unprotected groin. As the
final five men stood unresolved as to what to do, Lin and Kim, the two
Chinese girls came round the corner of the hut. As the girls advanced
upon the nerveless youths, they turned and ran, their courage broken, and
ran straight into the fists and feet of Sylvia, Charlotte and Hayley, who
had just arrived. With agonised grunts and gasps, the men collapsed at
their young assailants feet. The three girls fell with wild shrieks of
glee upon three of the dazed soldiers, while the two others, staggering
to their feet were immediately felled again, as the two Chinese girls
fell upon them, with stabbing Karate blows to their nerve endings.
The man first felled by Cassie groaning tried to rise, but the toe of
Miss Bonds booted foot under his chin, slammed the back of his head back
onto the grass. The headmistress then grasped his wrist and pulling his
arm up straight, dropped her knee onto his gasping throat. His other hand
pawed feebly at her booted calf as the Ash blonde haired lady pressed
with all her weight onto his throat crushing it closed. As he writhed
helplessly under her, Miss Bond looked round in pleasure at the young men
as they struggled in the death locks of the shapely beautiful young
girls. Some  men gasped and choked for air held in deadly scissors and
strangleholds, others shrieked in agony as male bones were cracked and
broken in steely locks while others groaned and moaned as pressure point
grips drove the strength and resistance from the proud males. The girls
were as one, enjoying their work. Some had bottom lips held between teeth
as they moaned in pleasure at the men desperately struggling for life in
their holds. Some shuddered as orgasms shook their lithe bodies as the
men's helplessness drove their sexual urges over the edge. All had bright
glittering eyes, that sparkled in pleasure, as the young men shuddered
and twitched as they died, between smoothly muscled young legs, arms and
under proud young breasts. As Miss Bond's victim finally twitched his
last, Miss Bond stood and watched the demise of the other young men. Then
she said, as the young girls arose from their twisted bodied enemies,
"Well done girls...another batch of useless men disposed of...Lets pack
up and get off. It's time to go home...Back to jolly old England.
                 End of Story.