Back To School 2
By ANTMAN

 
 

 

Sylvia, stepped out of the taxi, and paying the driver, watched it speed
away round a bend in the country lane. She turned her head back, to gaze
at the big, imposing Victorian structure that was "Miss Bond's School For
Young Ladies". The front of the building was all in darkness, so Sylvia
went to the end of the high, thick hedge, where she found a gap, and
pushed her way through. As she made her way to the back of the building,
memories flooded back. Was it only a year ago, she had left this place ?
Visions of her friend Charlotte, sleepering a man into unconsciousness,
and of the Chinese girls, killing the informer in their midst as he was
in his bed. The Schoolgirl Assassins, has been an efficient method of
killing the enemies of her country...and now she was returning.
"Ahhhh !"..Sylvia saw the lights of the gymnasium were on, set high up in
the wall, and she pushed open the Emergency exit door, and entered the
corridor.She arrived at the Headmistresse's door and knocked. Getting no
reply, she opened the door..."Miss Bond ?"  The room, was lit, and
orderly, but no Headmistress was at her desk, so Sylvia closed the door,
and continued to the Gymnasium.
As she neared the big double, glass fronted doors, she heard the familiar
sounds of a high male voice shrieking, and a reply of giggles from the
voices of young girls. She paused, her hand on the handle and looked
in..a torrent of emotions and memories flooding through her.
Inside the well lit Gymnasium, The familiar figure of Miss Bond, the
Headmistress, stood with her back to the door. Lining the walls, sat on
low forms, were the excited figures of perhaps twenty girls, Sylvia
guessed of ages from fourteen to eighteen years of age, all dressed alike
in the familiar school strip of white short sleeved sports shirt, and
short, klited Grey PE skirt, with white socks completing the ensemble.
All were sat on the edge of their seats, laughing, calling encouragement,
and pointing..eyes wide in excitement, faces flushed with pleasure.
Turning her eyes, Sylvia saw a sight which made her pulses race, and
shivers of excitement run down her spine. There on the matted floor , a
teenaged youth, was writhing and struggling, held tightly in the grip of
two girls. To Sylvia, they looked like sisters..Both had long dark hair,
big brown eyes, pert noses, and full figures . The elder one, had her
legs scissored round the neck of the youth, in a classic crossed leg
grip, her hands clasping her white socked feet, while the other girl sat
on the boy's stomach, gripping his wildly twisting arms, by his
wrists...As Sylvia watched, the youth, dressed in school grey trousres,
white shirt, and school tie, red faced, and sweating, gave a strangled
croak, as the girl pulled on her socked feet, forcing her crossed,
bronzed calves, deep into the boy's throat.. As his body heaved in
desperation, his arms twisting wildly, trying to free themselves from the
firm grip of the girl straddling him, sudden shrieks came from the
watching girls. A movement in the corner of Sylvia's vision, caused her
to turn her head to see another boy, break free of the trio of girls who
had been holding him down. One girl was sent sprawling by the boy's wild
swing, which caught her on the side of her head. With frantic pushes and
kicks, he managed to free himselves, and staggering to his feet he made
for the Gym doors.
Before his hands had closed on the brass handles, four girls from either
side of the doors, had sprang to their feet, and flung themselves on him.
The youth sobbing in despair, was borne to the floor by the young girls,
his legs and arms gripped by lithe legs and slim, wiry arms. One of the
girls who the youth had escaped from, now stood, and pushing her long
blonde hair over her shoulders started to sway towards the struggling
group, a tie held loosely in her hand.
It was now, that Sylvia noticed the youth had no tie on, and as she
watched , the blonde girl, with a cruel , cold smile on her lovely lips,
looked down at the boy, enfolded as he was in strong young limbs, and
held down by slim, shapely young bodies, and slowly drew the tie through
her hands. The boy, his eyes wide in fear , started to desperately buck,
and writhe, trying to throw his captors off him, but the young girls
tightened their grips on him, their limbs sliding and tightening round
him, like a hoard of young pythons, and the boy could only watch
helplessly, as the girl shook her head, in mock pity, and then moved
behind him. She knelt down , sliding the tie, almost gently round the
boy's neck, once, twice, and then she knelt back on her heels, and
tightened the noose. The boy's scream of "Nooooo!"...was choked into a
strangled gurgling.
Sylvia, amid the shouts and yells of encouragement of the watching girls,
and the stamping of many pairs of socked feet, moved foreward, and
touched the Headmistress on her shoulder.
Miss Bond, who had been watching the scene with satisfaction, and
revelling in the girls' dominance over the poor boys..and imagined their
humiliation, being watched by many more of the young vixens, turned
suddenly at the touch, and her eyes opened wide in surprise, a broad
smile greeted her former favourite pupil...."Sylvia..!!" she
exclaimed..."How have you been dear?"
She stepped foreward to embrace the girl, and as they broke free, the boy
being strangled by the legs of the dark haired girl, was allowed to
wheeze in a couple of desperate breaths, before the girl pulled on her
feet again, closing the stranglehold again..the torture continuing...His
shriek of "Pleaseeeeee"..being choked into silence again. The
Headmistress smiled, and said to Sylvia.."Come to the office, dear..I
want you to see something"...As they left the Gymnasium, leaving the
girls' continuing torture of the unfortunate boys, they chatted about
past memories, and when they reached the Office, The Headmistress turned
on a video recorder. "Sylvia, dear...are you able to help the old school
?"
Sylvia needed only a moment to decide, and nodded with pleasure. The
feeling that had awakened with her fight in the park with the man, and
the shudders of pleasure she had watched seeing the girls torturing the
schoolboys, had revived the thrill she had felt when she was in the
Schoolgirl Assassins.
"Miss Bond", asked Sylvia.."Before you tell me how I can help, where did
the boys come from?"..The Headmistress laughed..."Luckily for us, a Boy's
Boarding School has opened , a mile away. Our playing fields back onto
each other. During sports..it's only a short while, aided by a girls
flash of a dark eye,a  glimpse of long legs, a budding breasted sport's
shirt..before the boys are soon exchanging notes with their favourites.
Then, male testosterone being as it is...a night meeting is
arranged....that is what happened tonight. The boys met the girls..and
were enticed into the hall..where they were pounced on..and the rest you
saw !!..they won't tell of their happenings tonight..they will be too
embarassed at having been beaten up by mere girls !!"
As the video rolled..Miss Bond, said "Sit down Dear...and meet our first
foreign student. This is how she introduced herself to us...her name is
Sveta, from Latvia..and she is your age ..18". The picture flased into
life..and Sylvia saw a slim girl, dressed in black silk bra and pants,
sat on the edge of a big double bed, next to a large, bald man looking
about 60 years old, dressed in a silk dressing gown.
"This is her first kill...a Soviet official..and she does it in a most
unusual way..watch"....
The girl, so small and slight beside the big man, had her large, brown
eyes locked to his, her shoulder length brown hair had a heany fringe
just above her curved eyebrows. "Gawd"..gasped Sylvia.."she only looks
about 12 !!"..
"Yes," replied Miss Bond ..."But looks can look deceptive..As you well
know Sylvia..."She flashed a smile at her former pupil..and turned her
gaze back to the TV.
The man...seemingly hypnotised by the girls big orbs, shakily raised her
hand to the smooth skin of her face. The girl opened her full red lips,
and gripping the man's wrist with her hands, sank her small white teeth
into his palm. The man's gasp was audible, and he tried to free his
wrist. But the girl growled, and bit harder...her eyes still locking his
pain filled eyes, as they opened wide in surprise. The pain seemed to
weaken the man, and his other hand fell limply onto her smooth brown
thigh, as she hooked her leg over his, her foot slowly, and sensuously in
his groin. Sweat started to show on the man's forehead, and he started to
shake, as the girl slowly pushed him back, pressing his big bulk back
onto the bed, as her teeth continued to grip his palm . seemingly
helpless to resist, he sank back,,his senses reeling..the pain ..and the
girl's big eyes..making his will totally at her's to command.
As he lay on the bed, the girl suddenly released his hand, it fell away
oozing blood, as the girl coiled her slim arms round his neck, locking
his arms above his head, within her supple limbs. She started to nibble
at his neck and ears, as the man gasped, and squirmed, feeling the girl's
slim hips press into his hardening penis. Her soft, fragrant hair fell
over his face, filling his senses with her totally. Now her lips were at
his throat, and he groaned as her soft lips sent electric shocks through
his spine. He felt her slim legs coil and wrap around his suddenly
tightening with surprising strength, locking herself to him. Now.she
purred..secure in the knowledge..that he was hers..he was helpless..it
was time for the kill.
She opened her mouth, and gently and carefully fastened her teeth round
his throat, she started to close her teeth. The man felt suddenly fear.as
he felt his throat closing..his strangled surprised protest turned to
anger, and he tried to free himself.
As his breathing became increasingly desperate..Sylvia gazed in open
mouthed admiration, at the girls assassination method. The man's body
heaved off the bed, trying to throw the girl off him. but her slim legs
tightened their grip on his jerking legs, locking them rigid, and
rendering them useless and ineffective. Her bite tightened ..his
breathing fading to a strangled wheeze..
He tried to free his arms..but could get no leverage to break the slim
noose of her arms locking them straight above his head. He wondered at
the wiry strength, in her slim arms as he tried ,but failed to break
their grip. Now, his voice was a silent scream, coming out of his wide
open mouth, his eyes rolling upwards, above the darkness of her hair. It
was an amazing sight..the slim girl, pinning the man of twice her size to
the bed, his body jerking and twitching, as he struggled helplessly to
break free, to gasp frantically needed air past the girl's jaws, that
were strongly clamped round his throat. pushing his adam's apple into his
windpipe closing it.
Finally.his body twitched spasmodically, his hands fluttered, and his
shudderings ceased. The girl kept her teeth clamped tight for a few more
minutes, and then released her bite, unlocking her arms, allowing his
limbs to fall back limply back onto the bed.
She knelt up, and leaning over him, placed a finger gently against the
side of his neck, feeling for a pulse. After a moment, her brown haired
head cocked as she concentrated, she knelt up, and turned her face
towards the camera , smiling sweetly, holding up one finger, as a mark of
her first kill. She went to the wall and removed the red flag on the
wall, replacing it with the red and white Latvian flag from her bag,
which were on a chair.
"Now then Sylvia", said the Headmistress.."How do you fancy a trip to
Latvia ?".........