The Gang. Story.1. By ANTMAN The gang sat on the grassy towpath by the side of the canal. There were four of them, all teenaged girls. As children, they had teased and terrorised the local boys, ganging up on them, forcing the scared boys to give up pocket money and sweets.Naturally cruel, the girls had tortured their victims, leaving many in tears . Now, they had grown up..they had graduated to older males..their poor unsuspecting victims, usually being too embarrased and scared to tell of their fates. The girls' takings had changed too...mobile phones and wallets brought them better rewards. Sandy, the leader of the gang, sat on the bank, her trainers beside her, her bare feet dangling in the cool water of the canal..the sun burning hot on that Saturday afternoon, she threw her head back, her naturally thick blonde hair falling over her shoulders, her big, dark eyes closed, feeling the sun prickling her tanned skin. Beside her, her younger sister, Lily, dreamily played with a pile of daisies she had picked. her long dark hair fell down, partly covering her small heart shaped face. Her slim figure was relaxed as she sat on her heels. On a bench, behind the sisters, Marie and Cherie sat, both dark haired and eyed, with shapely figures, the French cousins had arrived in England when little girls, and had grown up on the same housing estate as the English sisters. They had met and cemented their friendship early, when as ten and  eleven year olds, they had caught a local boy in the park, and had scissored and smothered him into total helplessness, before taking his packet of smarties from him. Sandy turned her face down, to look into the sparkling water, stretching her legs out of the water, seeing the strong muscles of her thighs rippling, as the water droplets dripped from her neat feet. Her eyes narrowed, and she sighed.." I'm Bored...Hey..let's do one ..I need some cash. I saw a cool pair of Jeans I want...you lot up for it ?". She looked across to Lily, who's dark eyes flashed with excitement..she nodded and smiled ..her face, with the cute dimpled chin looking younger than her seventeen years. Glancing back, Sandy asked " Et tu. mon amis ?"... Marie, the girl with beauty spots on her face replied " Of course, Sandy..we are always ready for pleasure "..she glanced at her cousin, and she purred with pleasure.."Ah ..those poor men..we are like spiders luring them into our web !" Her cousin, Cherie, with the sprinkling of freckles across her nose giggled with pleasure. "Whose turn is it to be bait ?"..Sandy swept her gaze round the group. A sudden squeal of delight, and Lily knelt up, clapping her hands.."It's me !" she said. "Okay", said her sister , "You know what to do...come on girls ". The French girls rose off the seat and followed Sandy towards the turn in the towpath, that led to a thickly bushed area, under the motorway bridge that ran over the canal . At this point , in a well concealed clearing in the bushes, was the favouite haunt of the gang, where the mens' protests , and screams were drowned by the steady roar of the constant heavy traffic on the roads above . Left on her own, Lily smoothed her short denim skirt down, and pushing her centre parted hair behind her ears, set off in the opposite direction. "Phwew..it's hot Dave ". Dave tilted a can of lager to his mouth and handed it to Tom.."Here have some..it's out of my cool bag". To  drank, and gazed at the two rods the floats of which floated on the canal water. "Not much biting today Dave " ..."No, " replied his friend, "But it's good to be out of the house ". His friend laughed.."Aye...and away from the wife eh  ?...Hello...who's this ?" The friends' glanced at the slim figure of a girl slowly coming along the path toward them, gazing keenly right and left of her. "Looks like she's looking for omething ...Lost something love ?" The girl suddenly started , and stopped, as if waking ..She looked at the men  " Yes, "..she let her eyes fill with tears ( she was good at that )..and she allowed her voice to tremble.."I had my Mum's earrings on...and I lost one of them "...she looked so small and helpless, Dave's heart went out to her. "Will one of you help me to find it ?..Please ?" Her plea was given with a glance  from under her dark eyelashes , and a small smile that went straight to Dave's heart. "I'll help you "..Dave rose and stretched .."Which way did you come ?" "From the bridge "..said Lily..with a sunny smile.."Thank you ". "Right", said Dave..."Come on..Watch my stuff Tom ! ".."Okay" his friend replied..."Good luck ".  He watched the pair stroll off, his friend tall and strong, the girl so small and slim, her long coltish legs tanned and slim under the short skirt ..." And be careful Dave!" he thought..he knew his friend's reputation. He settled back to gaze at the floats in the canal, taking  another big swallow of the cool crisp lager. The pair wandered slowly along, past the seat , past the turn in the canal, toward the bridge..all the time, the girl glancing left and right on the ground, Dave allowing glimpses of her small face framed by  the     veil of long dark hair. As they neared the thick undergrowth, Dave glanced up at the bridge, and the flashing lorries and cars that roared over head. Suddenly, he heard , under the noise of the traffic...squeals and shrieks. "What's that noise ?"..he asked . The girl stopped , and looked up, parting her long hair to reveal large puzzled eyes.." It's just the traffic !"..she replied. "NON"...the voice was loud and commanding..Dave went foreward, parting the thickly leaved bushes..then stopped short..his heart coming into his mouth ..as he gazed on the sight of two teenaged girls struggling on the grass. One was straddling the other pinning her arms under her knees. Her short skirt riding high on the legs, showing long shapely tanned thighs that gripped the other's face tightly..." Give up ?" asked the top girl..again, the cry came "NON !". The girl underneath, bucked wildly, her legs in tight shorts kicking out wildly. Dave started foreward.."What's going on here ?" he commanded and reached down to grasp the top girl and pull her up onto her feet. Marie rose , for it was her on top of Cherie. As the smaller girl struggled to her feet, Marie's response was totally unexpected by Dave. Her wrist still gripped by the man, she turned toward him, and viciously drove her knee straight into his groin. The man's eyes open wide in shock , and with a groan of pain he doubled up. With a look of triumph in her dark eyes, Marie took his wrist and wrenching her arm out of his grasp, twisted hard, bending his arm behind him. As he groaned in pain..Cherie joined her cousin, and with a shriek of glee, grasped his other arm and twisted it likewise. Dave found himself bent almost double, as the girls' twisted hard, forcing cries of pain from him..."Heyyyy"..he moaned."get off you bitches! ".."ah ha..wrong words mon ami!..said Marie..and twisted still more..forcing a shriek out of the helpless man.  Behind the group, Lliy watched , breathing hard in excitement. She knew the pleasure the French girls were having torturing their victim..she had seen it so often. Through pain filled eyes..the man pleaded.."Let go ..please "..Cherie laughed..a cold hard laugh that chilled Dave. ¬ Ahhh non ..cherie.. Our friend wants to play with you "...another giggle..and then through the bushes came Sandy. She had removed her clothes to reveal a bronzed strong body and limbs , dressed in a black bikini. "Ahhh...who have we here ?...what's your name ?"...The man remained silent..and Sandy nodded to her friends.."Persuade him !" Lily felt a course  shiver run through her as she stepped in front of the man, and reaching down, slowly unzipped his trousers.."What the...!!"...the French girls twisted his arms more ..and his protests ceased with a moan of pain.  Then ...holding his pain filled eyes, with her large lustrous ones, Lily gently slipped her hand into his trousers, and under his boxer shorts. She watched with interest..as the man's face suddenly reddened..and felt his penis twitch under her hand. " Shhh"..she purred.."Now...what's your name "...she clenched her small fist suddenly..and the man screamed as he felt his already bruised testicles clenched in her small but strong hand. As he shuddered with agony..he almost screamed..."DAVE !!". Behind him..the French girls giggled..and kept him locked in the tight arm grips, as he writhed in pain.  "Now..it's my turn"..Sandy sat down on the grass before the group. and parting her legs..instructed .."Get him to his knees ". Lily reluctanty released her deadly grip on the man, and withdrew her hand as the French  girls   twisting Dave's arms even more, forced him to his knees. As he knelt, feeling pain coursing through his groin, his arms feeling paralised and weak through constant twisting, he saw the girl on the floor raise her legs to slide them around his neck, reaching up to link her fingers behind his neck, to slide his head up between smoothly muscled inner thighs, til his face came into contact with her muskily perfumed crotch. Then she crossed her ankles, ans straightening her legs, clamped her scissors tight around the man's neck. The man managed a strangled scream.."TOM..HELLLLP "..before Sandy tightened her grip..her thighs like steely muscled boa constictors, cutting deep into the sides of his nack..making him feel dizzy...he gazed helplessly  into the girl's big brown eyes opened wide in mock surprise..."Awww"...she purred..as she gazed at his reddened face, with the startled eyes.."Don't you like my legs..I practiced all my gymnastics..just to get them ready for you !!" She squeezed tighter..enjoying the moan of helpless pain that was forced from the man. He tried to twist his arms free, but the French girls still held them securely twisted behind him. " Hey.." Sandy suddenly narrowed her eyes..."Who's Tom ?". Lily stepped foreward.."His mate"..she replied "He was fishing with him ". "Ummm"..The blonde tapped her chin with a finger, rolling her eyes. "We'll deal with him soon . Lily...Go and keep watch ". "Awwww..not me again " She kicked at the ground..and hung her head . "Go on Sis...promise you can do Tom".. "Oh"..Lily brightened up immediately. "Okay"..she replied, and skipped to the edge of the thick bushes, where she could  keep an eye on the track, both sides of the bridge. She glanced back.."All clear"..she said. "Now..Dave..Let's see what you've got on you...Marie..sit on him". The French girl giggled and immediately straddled the man's squirming body, taking his arm from Cherie's strong grip on it. She bent it to join the other she still held twisted behind him..and bounced herself on his back ..forcing small gasps from him..as he still lay, with his neck trapped between Sandy's strong scissors grip. "Now..Cherie..frisk him "...Dave managed a strangled "Nooo"..before the french girl dropped on her knees by the struggling group, and slipped her hands into his various pockets. She stood again..her hands full. "What have we got then, Cherie?"..asked Sandy. "Mobile phone, wallet..with..ummm..£50, load of coins..keyring  .Pass me his watch, Marie..packet of cigs, lighter..and ahh"..she laughed.."Packet of three ". "Well, he won't need those today "..said Sandy. "Right, get off him Marie..It's time for him to go to sleep ..he needs a rest ". Marie loosed his wrists and stood up. He dazedly reached foreward and grasped her thighs, trying desperately to free her grip.But his arms were weakened by the wrenching twisting by the French minxes. Unable to loose her thighs, whose muscles felt like steel under his frantic clawings, he reached back..grasping her slim calves..but these he was likewise unable to part. all the time , Sandi lay smiling coldly at his helpless writhings, feeling the power in her legs..holding him helpless. Finally, as he reached foreward, desperately trying to grasp her throat..gagging and choking..she clasped his weak hands in hers, interlocking his fingers with hers, and pushing her hips up. tightened her scissors, as much as she could. The man panicked, kicking out weakly, trying to twist his hands free from her grip, but she was too strong for him. He felt another wave of weakness, as his vision wavered..the steely inner thigh muscles of the girl claped tight..denying his brain the blood it needed. His eyes flickered, as the girl gritted her teeth..and watched with detachment..as he faded into unconsciousness.  Finally..to a cheer from the watching French girls, and clapping from Lily..the man slumped on top of Sandy. "There"..she breaded heavily.."That's taken care of him for a couple of hours." She rolled him off her, and stood, "Pull him into the bushes girls...and we'll go and see how Tom is ...you ready for some action Lily ?"..Her young sister nodded eagerly, he big eyes gleaming in her excitement. As the french cousins pulled the still figure of the man deep into the bushes, so he was invisible from the towpath, Sandy pulled her clothes back on, and slipping her trainers back on, she joined the other three, and they set off, back along the towpath.