Samantha Strong Feel free to e-mail be story ideas and what you think about the ones i have. Her assignment was to storm the center of operations of an organized crime group in the Northwest, and capture its leader. Michael Smith was a ruthless mafia boss who had unleashed uncontrollable violence in the region, and had personally murdered dozens of people. The agency wanted him alive to obtain valuable information about other groups. Samantha had been flown the previous afternoon, and was getting ready to go down to the bar to meet with local agents who would discuss last minute details of the operation with her. She would wear her low-waist, skin tight black leather pants, 5" stiletto open toe shoes, and a tiny white halter top which exposed most of her enormous boobs. As always, her blonde hair was loose and her make-up impeccable. She wore a leather belt with a big metal buckle that drew attention to her hard abs and cute belly button. The two men saw the tall, blonde young woman seductively walking towards them. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Agent Samantha Strong, code name "Hot Valkyrie" she said extending her arm to shake their hands. She squeezed them a bit harder than usual, just as a remainder of who they were dealing with. Even with the people on her side, she always wanted to establish herself in command of the situation from the very beginning. "And yes, Strong is my real last name! Life's full of coincidences huh?" The men attempted as best as they could, to show no surprise. They had been "warned" about Agent Hot Valkyrie being an extremely gorgeous young female, who wore the tiniest, most revealing clothes, and behaved in the most provocative way. But their expectations were surpassed by the painfully beautiful agent standing in front of them. Samantha started laying out her plans to the men. "The objective of my incursion is to capture Smith and of course spare his life. But whoever else is there is as good as dead. The intelligence I was given indicates there will be around 20 of his best men protecting him, so I'll need some time before I can get to him. Once I have subdued him, I'll call you. There's a pretty good chance he'll need a hospital after I'm done with him, so I would suggest having an ambulance ready if you really want him to survive. And another thing. I was ensured that he would get life without parole. I can't allow someone who knows me to walk free, even if it is on the other side of the country". "Yes Agent Strong, all of these issues will be handled as you were told. If it is OK with you, please try not to hurt him too severely because we'd like to start our questioning as soon as possible." The men were well aware of the violent track record the voluptuous elite commando sitting in front of them had established in her short but productive 3 years of service. Throughout the years, many mid level professionals at the agency had elevated complaints about her ruthlessness and abusive use of physical force, and she had been called on it a few times, but being the top operative allowed her to dismiss them. She would even find out who the unhappy agents were, and paid them visits to intimidate them. Samantha knew most of the complaints had to do more with jealousy, and the inability to accept that someone as young and hot as her could be doing a "man's job" that indeed most men, including the ones who complained, could not even dream of doing. It was an immature reaction of the male ego facing a powerful woman, as if the men were bothered to be working hard so the lethal beauty would come as the star of the show, and get all the credit. Most of the leadership was extremely pleased with her: they could rely on her to complete virtually any task. Sure she was demanding, sometimes arrogant, and uncompromising, but she was entitled to. "And I shall leave town that same evening. The jet should be ready later that evening, and someone must get my luggage at the hotel. Is that clear?" she said with an imposing voice. "Yes ma'am, everything will be taken care of" he reassured her. "Well gentlemen, it's been a blast" she said sarcastically as she stood up. "I'd love to hang around with you, but I have to get ready for tonight. I want to strike at 10pm, so I expect a 930 pick up, on the dot! Got it?" amused at how every last word she said was jotted down by the men, whose jobs probably depended on ensuring Samantha had all she wanted. She extended her hand again "nice meeting you, and I hope to see you some other time" she again firmly grasped their hands. The watched the big-breasted blonde Amazon walk away, until she disappeared in the lobby. After relaxing in the hotel's pool and a nice dinner, it was time to go. For tonight's assault she chose to wear black latex. Very tight hot pants, the tiniest halter top (which exposed most of her enormous boobs) and matching black latex thigh high boots, complete with spiky 51/2" stiletto heels and sharp toes. She loved the contrast between the shiny latex and the polished shine from the leather. She had silver bracelets in both biceps. She went downstairs to meet her contacts, oblivious to the extra attention she received from most people hanging out at the lobby, who probably wondered what was a prostitute doing wandering around the hotel. The car was waiting for her outside. A man stepped out and opened the back door but she chose to sit in the front with him. "Hi, I'm agent Samantha Strong, code name Hot Valkyrie. Nice to meet you". Nice to meet you ma'am, we should be there 10 minutes before 10pm" the man said respectfully. "Perfect, thank you! Will you drive me back when I'm done? I am going to the airport, if you want while I'm busy you can return to the hotel and get my bags, and then come back and wait for me" The man wondered why she did not bring her luggage now, but did not ask her. "Certainly, Miss Strong, I will get everything for you." "Thank you very much!" she said with a sweet smile. "Oh it's my pleasure Miss Strong!" When they arrived, Samantha made a couple of phone calls, and then said goodbye to her driver "OK, please come back as soon as you get my bags, I don't want to wait after I'm done. Thanks for the ride". The man watched the provocatively dressed agent and wondered how such a young girl was capable carrying the entire operation in her shoulders, and why the hell she wore such a skimpy outfit. Samantha entered the property and approached the main building. There were 3 guards outside. She stealthily came from behind to the first one and wrapped her powerful arm around his neck, covered his mouth with her other hand, and violently snapped his neck. The man's scream was muffled by her hand, but had brief spasms of his legs from the severed cervical spine. Once he stopped, Samantha laid him on the ground "sweet dreams handsome!" She disposed of the next guard in the same fashion. She then came from behind the last one and putting a nasty choke hold on him asked: "hi tough guy, I'm going to ask you only once, If you don't answer me I will break your neck. If you call for help, I'll also kill you. Is that clear?" He could not answer because his mouth was covered. Using all his might, he tried unsuccessfully to release the enormous pressure from his neck. He could not see his mysterious female assailant, but she smelled very good. From her sweet voice she appeared to be young. He also felt her strong arms, and her large breasts squeezed against his back. She was taller than him, so part of her long blond hair dropped over his shoulders into his chest. "I don't mind if you keep trying to break free, but I must tell you it's almost impossible that you will succeed!" "Are there 20 men inside?". The man shook his head. "More?" he said no again. "Fifteen? More? Seventeen?" The man now moved his head affirmatively. "There are 17 men counting Smith? He asserted again. With the answer she was looking for, Samantha increased the pressure and completely cut his air supply. The man frantically attempted to pull her arm off his neck, to no avail. She felt in complete control of his existence. His movements gradually slowed, until he went limp. She dislocated his neck before releasing him. She now had access to the inside of the building. After surveying the first floor, she located five guards and moved towards the room where they were. "Hello boys! Would you like to play with me?" As the first of them approached her, she greeted him with a horrible kick to the face, which sent him crashing into the furniture. A second guard punched her on the face, to which she replied with a series of vicious jabs to his face until he hit the floor. Two other men were now at her sides, so she grabbed each of them in a powerful neck hold with her arms, and squeezed. The fifth man attempted to help his beleaguered colleagues, but Samantha raised both legs and encircled them around his neck, exerting tremendous pressure on it. The man held her by the boots trying to spread them and get some air, but to no avail. Samantha was now almost in a horizontal position, both her legs resting on the man's shoulders, applying a devastating scissors hold to his neck, and her upper half supported by both men who were being choked to death by her embrace. "What's the matter, tough guys? A girl is all it takes to take on the three of you? Are you just going to let me kill you or are you going to put up a fight?" The men were trying hard, but they were just unable to escape from the overwhelming power of her body. The mighty Amazon then closed her calves wrapped around the man's neck even more, until she strangled him. She graciously landed in her heels as the man crumbled down. Samantha realized the other two fallen guards were beginning to recover, so with a swift contraction of both arms, she snapped the necks of her captives at the same time, and dropped them on the floor. "Hey boys, are you ready to keep going? I can wait if you need more time!" she said knowing messing with their male egos was as painful to them as her punches. "Fucking bitch, I'm going to teach you a lesson!!" the thug said as he pulled out a knife and charged against Samantha. She blocked his arm, and held the wrist where he had the weapon in her hand, and started applying pressure with her long red nails. Aaaaaaahh!!!! the man screamed as he attempted to hold on to his weapon. "If you don't let go the knife, I'll rip out your fucking hand!!!" she screamed at him as her pressure increased. The other guard attacked her from behind, and held her with both arms. He started to fondle with her large breasts, thinking she was busy with the other guy, whose wrist she was still holding with her hand. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! the pain being so intense he couldn't hold on anymore. As he dropped the knife, her battle scream was heard. "Kiaaaaaaah!!!! Samantha kicked him violently in the face, killing him instantly. The man was still holding her from behind, and continued to rub his hands all over Samantha's oversized bosom, burying his face in her hair attempting to kiss her neck, and pressing his erect penis against her ass. The combination of the latex, her skin, her smell and her hair was driving him wild. "I hope you are enjoying yourself there little man, because I'm taking over!! From now on, I'll be the one doing the fucking here!!!" She began to spread her powerful arms, gradually undoing her captor's embrace until she was free. The man could not believe she was able to break free, especially given that opening her arms required much more force. "What happened there big boy?" looking straight in his eyes and seeing the fear in them, as he was now aware of her physical superiority. He walked backwards, as she followed him, always making the seductive sound with her boots. When he ran into the wall, Samantha kept approaching him until her massive boobs cornered him. "You wanted to touch them, right?" she said with a stern, intimidating voice as she held her breasts with her hands. Samantha then grabbed the man and attempted to bring him down, to which he offered resistance. Samantha wrestled him for a while, until she totally overpowered him and brought him to the ground. She immediately mounted him and trapped his chest between her deadly thighs. She grabbed his hands into hers and pinned them over his head. He was completely immobilized. "What's the matter, big guy? Am I too strong for you? Do you realize I can kill you if I squeeze you with my thighs?" Samantha was now in total command, her victim at her complete mercy, unable to escape her mighty body. "Now I'm going to fuck you!!! I hope you like latex!!" she moved upwards, smothering his face with her crotch. She placed her hand behind the man's head and brought it towards her, completely blocking any passage of air. His head was securely locked between her rock hard thighs. There seemed to be no escape. "You wanted me didn't you? Now you are going to die where you wanted to be!!! The man's screams were inaudible. He was desperately swinging his hands in all directions, trying to hit Samantha, pushing her magnificent body away, all to no avail. She started pushing herself rhythmically into his face, gently stimulating her external genitals, while making sure her prey would not be able to breath. Her movements became more intense, her breathing heavier, and the pressure from her thighs increased, as she approached an orgasm. The busty Amazon seemed to have forgotten about her unfortunate victim imprisoned between her thighs, as she violently thrust her pelvis up and down. Her grinding motion turned into potent spasms while the man's attempts became weaker. She kept her moans to herself, to avoid attracting the rest of the guards and spoiling the fun. It was now she who took the agonizing man's hand and placed it over her huge breast. After climaxing, she relaxed and sighed quietly, still forcing her pelvis into her captive, but without thrusting. After a fleeting moment of pleasure, she had to dispose of him. "Oh baby you're still here?? Just go to sleep, OK?" and kept the pressure until he expired. Samantha got up and looked at his reddened face, swollen from her grinding motion: "you got what you asked for!!" She needed to determine where the rest of the bodyguards where. After waiting for a couple of minutes, a man came her way. When he was within striking distance, the blonde fighter came out in front of him and grabbed his neck with one hand, while covering his mouth. "Where are your friends?" The man pointed upwards. Samantha uncovered his mouth, but the man called for help immediately : "Heeee-aaarggh!!!!" she crushed his neck, interrupting his screams. He was now unable to breath, having his larynx fractured. Both hands went to his neck as he unsuccessfully struggled to catch some air, until he collapsed and expired. She heard a lot of commotion in the floors above her, and knew her presence was no longer a secret. Samantha stepped over the dead body, and knelt over to take his machine gun, but after giving it another thought, she left it there. She then moved in the direction of the noises. According to the information she got from the guard, there were around ten men remaining. Even though Samantha was an expert in a variety of weapons, including firearms, she rarely used them. First because it would alert of her presence immediately, but most importantly, her real strenght was in hand to hand combat, something that had been with her since early childhood. She felt more comfortable beating the crap out of a bunch of guys than shooting them. She saw six men in the adjacent room, looking all over for her. After assessing how to go in and disarm them before they could shoot, she ran inside and did a high roundhouse kick which viciously struck four of the six men in their faces, sending them to the floor. Next she grabbed the machine gun being held by one of the two remaining guards, and took it from him after a brief struggle, while at the same time delivering a horrendous back kick to the other man's face, which sent him flying several meters back. The busty warrior now faced the only man left: "looks like we're alone huh?" and delivered a series of left-right combinations to his mid-section, followed by a potent knee straight into his face. "Aaaaaahh!! you fucking bitch!!" he screamed at her while bleeding profusely. Samantha kicked him again in the face, making the man fall on his knees. She followed with a powerful roundhouse kick to his head, which fatally dislocated the cervical spine.The battered body lay now motionless on the floor. The latex-clad beauty turned around to face the remaining five men, who were slowly recovering from the earlier beating. In what seemed like a suicidal maneuver, she charged at them. Samantha started launching solid punches and kicks which seemed to be aimed in all directions, but really were hitting their intended targets with brutal power. She would spin, duck, evade, and attack, not stopping for a second. From a distance, she appeared like some type of Goddess/demon, with her fiery blond hair flowing in the air. The men's resistance was gradually growing weaker. She finished one of them with a terrible chop to the neck. She then grabbed another guy with her arm around his neck, placed him on her side, and pummeled his face with her free fist until he was dead. A third approaching bodyguard was met by her rock hard triceps right on his face, fracturing his nose, other bones and breaking several teeth as well. Before he knew what hit him, Samantha quickly knelt next to him and executed him with a vile punch to his face. She got up immediately and grabbed one of the two still left by the back of the neck, and bashed his face against the concrete wall, causing massive head injuries. The sensual Amazon was still holding her kill by the neck when she saw the last man run out the room; she immediately jumped in his pursuit, with surprising speed considering she was wearing 51/2" stilettos. The man ran down the stairs, which was a mistake, as Samantha jumped all the steps rather than going one by one, so after he exited into another hallway, she was only a few meters behind him. The man felt that something pulled his back and stopped him in his tracks. He knew it was over. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" the gorgeous blonde asked him. "I felt kind of lonely there so I came after you!!" She walked seductively towards him, as the man backed up until he had nowhere to go. Samantha then delivered a series of hideous blows to his chest with her iron fists, cracking his breastbone and several ribs. A thread of blood came out of his mouth, and the thug collapsed. She needed to find Smith and his last five bodyguards. After carefully moving towards the top floor, she saw three armed men patrolling one hallway. She sneaked behind them and slammed the heads of two of the men, while delivering an atrocious high kick to the third guard's chin, shattering his jawbone. She wrapped her powerful arms around the men, and strangled them. Samantha stepped over the two corpses and stood next to the still alive guard whose jaw was no more. She placed her thigh high boot over his neck, trapping it between her arch, and the stiletto. The man took both hands to her leg and tried to push the mighty black boot off of his neck, but he could not overcome the strenght of her muscular leg. "What's going on sweety, can't break free? Is my boot being mean to you? Am I hurting your neck?" but it was useless, he simply did not have the strenght to overpower her. He continued to push with all his might, even as she interrupted all the air flow. The man started turning blue and gasping. Samantha watched in silence, oblivious to the man's suffering, almost amused by watching him live his last moments. She increased the pressure and the man went limp. The seductive special agent was almost done with all the bodyguards. Part 5: Smith She moved towards where Smith was hiding, careful not to expose herself. Samantha figured the men were waiting for her. When she got to the room next to where they were waiting for her, she decided to climb to the under-ceiling. Once she was over the room, she waited for the men to position themselves close to each other, so she could take them out leaving no chance for them to fire their weapons. There were metal bars from which she could hold on to and lower herself to the ground. When the men were in the right position, she lowered herself holding on to the bars with both hands. She encircled the neck of one bodyguard between her thigh and her leg, while delivering a savage kick with her other shapely leg that sent both men flying into te ground. This would give her some time to take care of the poor fellow caught in her leg. She then used her other leg to now put his neck between both legs, and raised herself using her biceps, lifting the man high above the floor in the process. He was desperately trying to pry open her legs and free himself. She continued to increase the brutal pressure on his fragile neck. He did not last long. Samantha released his lifeless body, just in time to see the last bodyguard getting up. She swung back and forth a couple of times, and when she had good momentum, she let go and flew a few meters, landing over her last opponent, his neck ending up precisely between her thighs and her crotch. Her weight pushed him to the ground, so he was now lying on his back, looking up at her. With a swift motion of her thighs, she extinguished his life. The latex clad fighter stood up, tired from her effort, but satisfied with her performance, and glad to be done. Well, almost. "Hi, my name is agent code name Hot Valkyrie, and I've come to arrest you. If it were up to me, I would kill you right now, but unfortunately I was asked to spare your pathetic life. But I wasn't told anything about not beating the shit out of you!!" The man raced towards his gun, which had fallen on the floor after Samantha kicked him. As he grabbed it, he saw her fantastic boot squish his hand. He attempted to withdraw, but she was not letting go. "Aaaaahh!!! You're hurting my hand, you fucking bitch!!!" he said as she pushed her stiletto deeper into his flesh. "I can see that!! And what are you going to do about it tough guy? Or are you just going to keep whining? Are you going to let me keep hurting you?" "Fuck!! stop!! I can't do anything!!!! the man screamed in agonizing pain. Samantha toyed with him for a while, and then pulled him up and taunted him some more: "so are you going to let me arrest you or are you going to let me arrest you after I beat the shit out of you?" Smith analyzed the situation, and did not see a way out of it, unless he could somehow bargain with the woman. She had wiped out all of his bodyguards, he thought, so there was not a slight chance for him to fight his way out. "what do you say I pay you some money, and you let me get away?" "How much money are you exactly talking about?" she asked curiously. "I can give you a million dollars tonight if you want. I can hide in a room and then when everyone's gone, you can take me out and I'll give you the cash!" Samantha thought about the offer for a second. "Is that all you value your freedom? You are going to spend the rest of your life in jail, and lose all your money as well, and all you can offer is 1 million? You are the stingiest man I've ever met. Listen, number one, I don't want to, I came here and slaughtered twenty men in order to get to you, and now I should let you go? So their lives would have been wasted for nothing? I think they deserve better!" While the beautiful Amazon was talking, the man grabbed a sword that was hanging on the wall and started swinging at her. Samantha ducked a couple of times, avoiding the deadly blade. The third time she almost got hit by it, but the man managed to scratch her arm. "You bastard!! Drop that right now, or I you will be sorry!!" the man swung at her again, but this time Samantha lifted her leg in an amazing high kick, striking his hand, and making him drop his weapon. She placed her boot over the sword so the man could not pick it up again "what are you going to do now, you fucking coward?" She gave him a backhand slap in the face, tearing his lip. She repeated the maneuver a couple of times in a very humiliating way. He was now bleeding profusely. "You should be ashamed of yourself, you need a sword to fight a young girl like me? Well get ready to get your ass kicked!" Samantha swung her left arm at him, connecting her fist right under his chin. As the man was swaying from the force of the impact, she swung her right arm, precisely in the opposite direction he was moving, which added to the viciousness of the punch. He fell down disoriented, his face now completely swollen, and bleeding from many sites. "Oh that must hurt like a bitch right?" She walked seductively towards him, and continued to speak condescendingly to him. "Get ready, the worst is coming. I can see why you needed so many bodyguards, you piece of shit!! You are not capable of anything! How it is possible that all the region is afraid of you? I should film you now, so they see that you can't put up a decent fight!!!" The woman stopped right next to him. "I'm going to let you take a good look at me before I crush you!" The man was now terrified. "Check out my boots!! Do you like them?" He did not answer, so she gave him (what she thought would be) a soft kick in the face. The man screamed in pain. "Answer me!!! Do you like my boots?" "Yes!!" the man cried. "Do they make you afraid? Like I might hurt you with them?" she rubbed his face softly with her boot, to make her point. "You should be!!! Ask some of your bodyguards!! "Please just take me to the police!!! don't hurt me anymore!!! the man was sobbing. "Oh I will! But first you must let me teach you a lesson!!" Samantha put her boot over his neck, and then contracted her powerful leg muscles. "How are you doing down there?" The man struggled to push her extremity away but could not do so. Samantha was amusing herself by cutting his air on and off. "It's hard to breathe when you have a boot up your neck isn't it?" After a while she knelt and grabbed him by his jacket and pulled him up. She then threw a vicious punch to his abdomen, causing him to double over to catch his breath. Samantha then kicked him in the face, launching him backwards into the floor. The beautiful fighter walked again towards the man, and kicked him on his side. "AAaaahhh!!!" his loud screams could probably be heard from outside of the mansion. "Now you are going to lick my boot all over. I want you to lick all the blood from your bodyguards and yours!!! And since it is latex, it should be shiny as new!" the placed the sole of her foot over his face, and rubbed it hard on him. The man held on to her foot, and as ordered, he licked it clean, moving on then to the top, the heels and the tip. "Now I want you to suck!! I want you to suck real hard!!" she placed her boot over his face again, and the man placed as much of it inside his mouth. Samantha pushed as well. While the man was sucking hard, she called her contacts: "He's ready, you can come and get him!" The man stopped: "what is going on?" "Did I ask you to stop?!?! She forced her boot inside him again. She then got down on the floor and encircled his chest with her calves, and then moved her powerful legs inwards, with care not to crush him completely. The man tried unsuccessfully to separate the mighty legs. "Oh sweetie, don't bother, the only reason you are not dead is because I have not applied enough force, so I would suggest you stop, or I will kill you!!" Smith held on to the latex boots for dear life, not listening to his gorgeous captor. Samantha increased the pressure a bit. "Aaaaaahh!!!" another scream came from her victim as a loud crack, announcing a broken rib was heard. "Sooorry!! This part is always difficult for me, to know how much force is too much!! I'll try to be more careful!!" but she continued squeezing him. She was sitting comfortably on the floor while her legs were literally squeezing the life out of her prisoner. She heard distant voices and figured the agency's people were discovering the carnage in the floors below. A couple more ribs would snap before the first men reached the room. Two agents with guns entered the room. "Are you Agent Strong?" "At your service!" she said provocatively. The two agents could not believe their eyes. Sitting on the ground, they saw an impossibly gorgeous young woman, with beautiful blonde hair. She was wearing a skimpy latex outfit, which exposed the largest, most perfect boobs they'd ever seen. She seemed to be relaxing while tormenting the man being crushed between her sexy thigh high boots. He was clearly in pain and completely subdued by her power. His face was bloody, swollen and disfigured. "Are you OK?" was the only thing one of them managed to say. They could not comprehend how she could be the deadly agent they had been warned about. They had seen with their own eyes all the men she slaughtered over the past three hours or so. "What does it look to you, Einstein?" the latex clad beauty said as she continued to castigate her prey. "Do I seem OK to you?" "I was just wondering, I mean, you did all this by yourself? All those dead men downstairs? You killed all of them? There were no gunshots!" "Of course not, I didn't fire a shot!!! Why would I use a gun when I can use my body!! But to answer your question, yes, I killed them all. That's my job." "Whenever you want to hand him to us, we're ready!" the agent offered. "Well thank God you said that, because I wasn't sure if I should stay like this forever, kill him or let him go!!! Although I don't think he can go very far now!! By the way, you need to take him to a hospital to get checked out, in case I went too far". Samantha opened her legs, and stood up, looking down at the shorter men.