The Island..Part 9. 
By ANTMAN




Irena smiled, her beautiful mouth curving at the edges. Her lovely eyes
narrowed in concentration. She pulled again, thrusting her hips foreward
again, her smooth flat stomach pushing the man's neck into the ever
tightening noose.She sighed in satisfaction, spreading her legs further
apart for better balance, and closed her eyes in rapture.....
When the guard had heard the frantic splashing coming from the pool, he
trotted towards the corner of the floodlit area. As his rifle, loosely
carried in one hand, came around the corner of the building, Irena,
standing in the shadow of the corner, had tensed herself...feeling her
lithe, supple muscles tighten.She had watched her friend, Yuri, drown the
guard in the pool..and had felt the sudden surge of excitement, as she
watched the slim young teenager hold the burly man under the water; and
now wanted action herself.
She had heard the heavy tread of the approaching guard's boots...and as
the Big man came round the corner, and into the light, Irena launched her
right leg with speed and all the strength in her shapely calf. The strong
muscles propelled the sole of her foot to strike the man's hand, sending
the rifle spinning from it. Totally unprepared for the attack, the man
was momentarily paralysed by surprise, which allowed the girl to spin on
her right heel as it hit the ground, and spinning, to slam the edge of
her stiffened right hand, sharply against his Adam's apple.
The man choked, gagged, and staggered back. He saw the glimpse of a
blonde girl, tall and shapely, with cool grey eyes, and dressed in a
skimpy camouflaged bikini.His hand grabbed wildly for his revolver
holster at his hip.
Irena smiled grimly, and glided foreward, and as the revolver cleared the
holster, she gripped his wrist of the arm holding the gun, and twisted it
viciously.The man croaked as a sudden pain shot up his arm...and his
nerveless fingers dropped his gun.As the man bent foreward, helplessly
bowed by Irena twisting his wrist even more, the girl smiled in contempt,
and rammed her right knee with all her strength, into the man's
stomach...driving the man's breath out in an agonised gasp.As he
staggered, she loosed her grip on his wrist, and with unerring aim,
chopped her hand onto his exposed neck...The man dropped groaning to his
knees.
Irena, seeing the man slumped on her knees before her..felt the usual
tingling she always felt, when she was dominating a man, and her eyes
sparkled in the excitement of the moment..her lips curving in a lovely
smile.She saw the wall behind the man...perfect, and skipped around him,
as he shook his head trying to clear it..his damaged throat dragging in
agonised gasps of air.
With one hand, she grasped his hair, pulling his head up. Her other hand
deftly removed the necklace from her neck, and loosing his hair, looped
it round his neck.Grasping the back of the thin leather circle, with its
sharks teeth, against the man's throat, she suddenly, with a soft grunt,
twisted it with her small, strong hands.With a strangled gasp, the man
felt the teeth bite deep into his neck..cutting vocal chords, as the
leather strip bit deep into his windpipe.
Irena leant back, so her back fell against the wall, and pulled tight on
the noose, overbalancing the man on his knees before her, and pulling the
back of his head against her stomach.She spread her legs for balance, as
the man started to struggle frantically. He tried to pull his head away
from her, but Irena twisted her hands again..digging both the teeth and
the leather deeper into his neck..keeping him off balance and tight
against her.
As he wheezed and twisted in desperation, his clutching hands reached
behind him, grasping her slim , smooth ankles, trying to overbalance
her..but the girl had perfect balance ..and his hands reached up  trying
to claw her face, Irena shook her blonde locks, and leant away from his
blindly clawing hands.
Irena bit her lips, and feeling his head jerking wildly against her
stomach, felt her loins surge in pleasure..and she thrust her lithe hips
foreward, her hands tightening the strangling necklace..till the man's
desperate wheezing breathing ceased, as his windpipe closed.
Panicking now, the man clutched at the girl's slim wrists, as her hands
twisted again..and his body arched helplessly..his failing strength was
not enough to part her hands, and, as he weakened, and started to
collapse under her, Irena straddled his body and followed him down to the
ground.
Keeping the strangling noose tight, she felt his body buck and writhe
under her, and clamped her smooth thighs tight against him. Under her,
the man felt his eyes protrude, and his tongue sticking out of his mouth,
as he felt his lungs screaming for air. He felt his strength ebbaway, and
wildly pushed back..trying in desperation to push the girl from him. His
hands slipped uselessly from her smooth hard knees, as she pulled back,
bending her back, and bowing his head, as she smiled grimly..destroying
the man under her. His legs twitched spasmodically, and his big body
shuddered under the slim girl, as his eyesight failed, and his brain died
from lack of oxygen.
Finally, his twitches stopped, and Irena kept the stranglehold on for
another minute, until she felt on his still neck, feeling for a pulse.
There was none, so finally, her full breasts heaving with exertion and
excitement, she finally unlooped the necklace from the still man's neck,
and on shaky legs, stood straddling him. Looking down with a curious
smile, she looped the necklace back onto her neck, the blood on it making
small smears on the tops of her exposed breasts, and glancing with scorn
at her victim, padded around the corner, and back into the shadows.
                                                      END OF PART 9