The Daughters of Artemis.
By Utrea.
Assignment-Columbia Part 1


Chapter 1

The two operatives readied themselves for the jump as the Cessna neared the
small island off the coast of Columbia, which was the home of drugs king and
"Skorpio" commander, Manuel Lopez. An escarpment from the beach rose to a
plateau, in the middle of which, was a small fresh water lake, which gave
sustenance to the thick jungle-like vegetation which, flourished, creating an
almost impassable barrier, separating the island's South-East corner from the
rest of the land. Here the jungle had been clawed away and the fortress home
of Lopez built, giving it a commanding view onto the Carribean Sea. The land
around the fortress had been heavily developed with an access road leading
down to the coast, where Lopez' sea-plane and motor launch were moored. A
concrete bunker by the mooring, housed Lopez' guards, heavily armed and
wearing green army fatigues, who took turns patrolling the coast in pairs,
through the night. More soldiers guarded the main gate set in the high walls,
which surrounded the fortress and yet more patrolled the grounds inside the
perimeter. This island, which carried no name and was not even marked on most
charts, had been chosen as the Latin American headquarters of "Skorpio", an
international organisation committed to world domination, through terrorism
and criminal activities.

Lopez had been recruited for his ruthlessness in the assassination of anyone
who had stood in the way of his lucrative cocaine manufacturing and
distribution business on the mainland. His reach was long. Prominent Columbian
politicians, who had dared to speak out against him, as well the heads of
police and security forces had not been safe. Snatched from their beds by
Skorpio agents, they had been brought to the island, where Lopez, who was a
particularly sadistic man, had personally tortured them, before having them
executed and their mutilated, broken bodies taken back to the mainland to
serve as a warning to others who may have contemplated challenging his power.
He served Skorpio faithfully and in return received a free hand in running his
activities in the region. He, like the other regional commanders, didn't know
who ran Skorpio, but the organisation was huge and it's aims fitted his
personal ambitions perfectly.

At 35,000 feet, the pilot of the Cessna throtted the engine back. At this
height, the pilot's features were concealed beneath a military style visored
helmet and oxygen mask as were the two parachutists, who at the sound of the
change in the small planes engine moved to the access door in the fusilage and
without hesitation jumped out into the night. Like two sleek birds of prey,
they hurtled toward the earth, head down with arms in at their sides.

As the two operatives left the aircraft, so the Cessna had banked sharply away
and set course for the mainland, all the while losing height until the pilot
could dispense with the oxygen mask. Removing the helmet, the pilot shook her
head allowing her long blonde hair to cascade around her shoulders. She donned
a set of headphones and switched on the radio.

"Phase one completed" she said simply into the mike.

"Roger" the female voice in the pilot's phones replied.

Chapter 2

At 1,000 feet the parachutes deployed, slowing the descent of the two
operatives. Silently they glided down, picking their landing zone and steering
their highly manoeuverable chutes towards it. The location they had selected
was about half a mile from where Lopez' men patrolled and was screened by the
edge of the jungle where it met the beach.

Amanda landed first. Stepping out of the parachute's harness, the English girl
removed the jump helmet allowing her blonde hair to spill around her
shoulders. Amanda was twenty five, six feet tall with an amazon-like body. Her
curvy voluptuous figure was enhanced by the one piece, black leather cat-suit
she wore. Knee length black leather boots and soft black leather gloves
completed the sexy girl's outfit. She briefly turned her pretty face up to the
night sky as her companion came into land before she prepared her equipment
for the mission ahead of her.

Natalyia, the dark haired Russian girl landed just a few yards away. She was a
year older than her blonde companion, but shared the same height and athletic
build as the English girl. Both girls had been recruited by "Artemis", a multi
national, all female organisation dedicated to the eradication of evil and the
sworn enemies of Skorpio.

Natalyia, who was dressed identically to Amanda also began to ready her
equipment. She strapped the throwing knife to her right thigh and after
checking the Glock, holstered it and fastened the utility belt around her slim
waist. All the rest of the equipment was placed into a back pack which she
converted out of the parachutes casing except for the crossbow which she slung
over her shoulder and the bolts which she placed into locating rings on her
belt. She saw that Amanda had already finished and was hiding her parachute
and jump helmet at the jungle's edge. The Russian joined her and they silently
checked each others equipment. When they were satisfied they began to move off
toward their target.

Amanda had been an MI6 agent, while Natalyia had worked for the KGB. Both had
been selected for this particular mission by Artemis because of their personal
skills in silent killing and assassination techniques. This mission was
simple. They were to take out Lopez and his men and destroy the fortresses
drug making facility. There were to be no survivors. Dead men, as they say,
tell no tales and it was vital to Artemis' security that their enemies knew as
little about them as possible. Not even friendly governments were aware of
Artemis' make-up and the organisation took great pains to ensure that it
stayed that way.

As the two girls, keeping to the jungle line, rounded the beach they at last
came upon the bunker. It was about two hundred yards away. The girls took off
their equipment and Amanda pulled out a night scope. Peering through it, she
saw a door set in the bunker open and two soldiers emerge. They began walking
in the direction of the two agents. Both were wearing pistol belts and were
carrying assault rifles. The tall blonde could make out the scorpion insignia
that the guards wore on their berets and on the sleeves of their jackets. One
of them was smoking and both of their weapons were slung carelessly over their
shoulders. Amanda could see that the two men were clearly not expecting any
trouble. They were laughing and talking as they approached and the blonde girl
knew that their adversaries' indiscipline would cost them dear.

When the men were just thirty yards away, the Artemis agents broke cover and
moved into the open. The two guards stopped dead in their tracks as the two
visions of beauty stood before them, legs apart with hands on hips. The
smoking man's cigarette fell unnoticed from his open mouth as he gawped in
surprise at the two strangers. Much to the girls' satisfaction, neither man
made an attempt to bring his AK47 to bear on them, although both were
surprised and confused, they did not see the girls' presence as a threat.
Because of the body hugging clothes they wore, it was obvious that neither of
the females were armed. In fact due to the lustful stares they were being
given, it was obvious what the two soldiers had on their minds.

Amanda smiled showing brilliantly white teeth "Hi sweetie" she said "But
aren't you two boys handsome". As she said this, her right hand moved to the
zip fastener at her neck and pulled it slowly down past her full breasts,
exposing her cleavage to the two men. Natalyia followed suit running her hands
down over her curvy figure. As she reached her crotch, she gave a little gasp,
closed her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip. The Skorpio soldiers couldn't
believe what they were seeing. They didn't know where the two girls had come
from or what they wanted. What they did know, was that the two voluptuous
beauties were coming on to them big time and they would be fools not to take
advantage of the situation, besides there would be time enough for questions
to be asked later.

Both girls were taller than their adversaries and now they each selected one
of the men. Amanda advanced on the man who had been smoking while Natalyia
went after the other. The blonde cupped her breasts in both hands. "You like?"
she asked huskily.

The soldier just nodded, a big grin spread across his face and Amanda noted
with disgust that it was all the man could do to stop himself from drooling.

"You had better come with me then" she whispered and led him off a little way
from his companion.

"And what about you?" Natalyia asked of the remaining guard. "Do you want me?"

"Sante Maria!" the man exclaimed, not being able to believe his luck
"Si..si!".

"Then show me how much you want me" the Russian said seductively and then
ordered him "Get down on your hands and knees and crawl over to me. Now!"

The guard would have crawled over broken glass for five minutes with this
beauty let alone a sandy beach and what if this bitch wanted a little S and M
before they got down to business, he could dig that. He automatically dropped
onto all fours and began to crawl toward the leather clad dominatrix. He
stopped before her parted legs and stared up at her beautiful but coldly cruel
eyes. Her black hair was pulled severely back from her pretty face and tied
back in a pony tail which reached down to the small of her back. With her
hands on her hips, Natalyia said to the man below her, "Now beg".

"P..please.." he began. The rest of his words were cut off as the tall Russian
girl suddenly stepped forward clamping her thighs around his neck. She
casually reached behind her and grabbing a handful of the man's hair, yanked
his head up until the back of his neck was tight against the raven haired
beauty's crotch. Her shapely legs encased in the supple black leather were at
first sensual around the kneeling guard's flesh but gradually her muscles took
on the sensation of steel as she applied pressure to the trapped man's head
and neck. She squeezed him until she could feel him begin to lose
consciousness before easing up a little. Instantly the feel of the girl's legs
around her victim's neck was again soft and soothing.

"That was to show you that I can kill you at ant time I like. Do you
understand?"

The trapped man, still unable to speak nodded weakly.

"Good" Natalyia said. "I'm now going to ask you some questions. If you lie I
will kill you, if you tell me the truth I will let you live Now let us begin".

When they were out of sight of the others, Amanda stopped and turned to her
soldier. She kissed him on the lips, trying not to retch on the taste of his
cheap tobacco. "Come on baby" she breathed and gently guided him down until he
was lying on his back. She straddled his hips, feeling his erection through
his combat trousers and began to gyrate her body on top of him. The effect on
the guard was dramatic. He moaned in ecstasy and closed his eyes. Amanda took
this opportunity to remove the supine man's belt on which he carried a
holstered Colt 45 and an evil looking combat knife. As the man beneath her
arched his back in passion, she slid the belt out from beneath him and threw
it out of reach. She then did the same with his Kalashnikov. Having ensured
that the man beneath her was now defenceless, Amanda ceased her gyrations and
waited for her man to recover. He opened his eyes to see the blonde amazon
sitting on him. The zipper on her catsuit was down to her navel. Her breasts
were exposed and she was playing with the hardened nipples, a dreamy look on
her face. Eventually she seemed to notice the man below her.

"Oh hi honey", she breathed, "would you like to play with these?"

The man beneath her gulped and nodded vigorously

"Ok then" she said sliding her legs out behind her so that she was lying on
top of the soldier. She raised herself up on her arms with her hands placed on
the ground either side of the man's head, her full breasts just inches from
his upturned face. Slowly, tantalisingly, she allowed her breasts to brush
against man's face, snatching them away as he made an attempt to kiss them.

"Naughty naughty", she chided, "be patient and I'll give you more than enough"

The soldier groaned as she resumed her teasing. Amanda was getting quite
turned on by her sensual torture of the guard but she realised that she and
Natalyia were there to carry out an assignment, besides there were plenty of
more of the enemy she could enjoy herself with, perhaps even Lopez himself.
Amanda began to lower herself down onto the guard but this time did not pull
away. His face was enveloped by her firm warm flesh, as his head disappeared
between the female agent's cleavage.

For the soldier, the sensation was extremely pleasant at first, the warm
scented skin of the girl next to his own was very erotic despite the
difficulty he had in breathing, but this mysterious beauty would lift off him
soon..wouldn't she?

When it became apparent that Amanda was not going to allow him life-giving
air, he began to panic. He couldn't draw his head away from her suffocating
breasts because the back of his head was hard against the ground. In the
meantime, the English girl had thoughtfully hooked her feet around her
victim's ankles and spread his legs apart with her own thus depriving him of
the chance to use them against her in an attempt to free himself. The panic
stricken man placed his hands on the blonde's shoulders and tried to push her
off of him but the girl responded to this by wrapping her arms tightly around
his head, firmly locking it in place. She could hear his muffled screams,
stifled by her ample cleavage and his body, frantically trying to twist this
way and that in a futile attempt to escape her deadly embrace, was turning her
on. She moaned quietly as her orgasm approached.

The soldier beat at her and tried to claw at her back but his fingers could
get no purchase on the soft but resilient leather covering the girl's flesh.
Slowly his struggles grew weaker until his hands dropped away from her, pawed
the air for a few moments and then were still. Keeping his head firmly between
her breasts until she was sure he was dead, Amanda unwrapped one of her arms
from around the motionless man's head and reached for his wrist. Feeling a
faint pulse, the blonde maintained her position on top of the guard until it
finally stopped. She then lifted her breasts away from his face and sat up.
She stared down at him as she put her deadly weapons away and pulled the
zipper back up to her throat. His eyes were wide and staring and his mouth was
wide open in a silent scream. She looked at him for a little while more before
climbing off the body. She went to see how her friend was faring.

Natalyia's man had finished telling her all she had required about the
island's defence forces and the Russian girl had enjoyed extracting the
information from him. She relished the power of life or death she held over
the man trapped between her thighs and revelled in his fear of her. Her crotch
was quite wet where it had been gripping her victim's neck, holding him
immobile. Now it was time to finish him.

"Thank you comrade you have been most useful" she said, "but now it is time
for you to die".

At this, the man began to panic.

"B.but you said you would let me live", he stammered.

"I know. I lied", Natalyia said simply, tightening her legs around the
soldier's neck as hard as she could, the sensation driving her on to orgasm.

The trapped man made a strangled squawking sound and his hands clutched at her
leather clad legs desperately trying to relieve the crushing pressure. It was
a futile gesture. Natalyia was able to hold him easily and as the waves of her
orgasm came crashing over her she twisted her hips savagely to the right. Her
thighs followed, the guard's head did not. There was a loud snapping sound as
his neck broke. The Russian gripped her victim's neck for a few more second
until the waves of ecstasy subsided, before opening her legs and allowing the
twitching corpse to fall to the floor.

Amanda who had witnessed the sexy kill grinned and said to the Russian girl,
"Darling, sometimes I think you enjoy your work too much".

"Darling", Natalyia replied grinning back, "what is the phrase you English
use? Something about people who live in glass houses?".

The girls dragged the dead guards into the undergrowth, then retrieving their
equipment, they began to make their way furtively toward the bunker.

To be continued.