Assassin Island Chapter 4

[Abbyfan]

Assassin Island Chapter 4a


Viktoria and Marie learn the rules


By Jessika and Abbyfan


Warning: This ADULT FANTASY contains descriptions of extreme graphic violence and gratuitous, wild sex. For open-minded people only!

Six months later


The room in which Viktoria and Marie were being held captive was clean, comfortable and sumptuously appointed, the quintessential 'gilded cage'. They decided after brief discussions, that they must have been kidnapped by some nefarious white slavers, and would soon be forced to provide sexual services. On this point they were correct. Of course they were very wrong as to exactly how their bodies were to be utilized and enjoyed.


They were tossing about theories as to who exactly was responsible for their predicament, and where in the world they actually were and would eventually find themselves, when two armed guards entered their quarters unannounced. Young, very attractive, and outfitted in uniforms of starched khaki shirts and knee-length shorts, dark and sultry Rosalia, and Kelli, pale, taller and thinner, had semi-automatic pistols holstered under their left arms, and a large sheathed knife attached to a thick belt at their right hips. They tossed a small draw-string bag to each woman.

"Put these on" Kelli ordered. The women found a frilly shocking pink bra in each bag, along with a matching thong.

Moments later Viktoria spoke. "These fit perfectly. How did you know my size?" The brunette smiled as she examined her voluptuous, near-naked form in a full-length mirror. Her flimsy bra was strained to its utmost to hold her large breasts, the soft tops of which billowed deliciousy over its half-cups. Her full body was a joyous display of feminine roundness.....plump thighs, wide flaring hips, a generous rear end and a soft, slightly mounded belly completed a mouth-watering vista.

"You've been very closely watched." Said Kelli, smiling as she threw her head back, causing her long dark red hair to sway seductively.

"So who do have to fuck? " Viktoria asked. "And where the hell are we anyway? "

"For a whore, you ask a lot of questions." Kelli's voice turned harsh.

"Fuck off, soldier girl. I'm not a hooker, I'm an exotic dancer." The 5' 8" brunette said the last two words slowly, as if to highlight her special talents.

Kelli was not about to let that go. "Why you impudent bitch! " She took a step towards Viktoria as her eyes narrowed and backhanded her across the face. Viktoria's head snapped back and to one side as she brought both hands to her stinging cheek. "Now sit the fuck down and shut up."

"Careful Kelli, please!!" Rosalia spoke up. "We mustn't hurt them!! Mr. A will skin us alive if these women are damaged goods before the hunt."

That last word brought raised eyebrows to both Marie and Viktoria as the luscious brunette sat down heavily into a plush leather sofa, the triangular front of her thong almost completely hidden by her gently rounded belly as it rested lightly atop the right thigh of her crossed legs. She suddenly looked very dismayed.


Marie just stood quietly, trying to piece together the puzzle of where they were, and who was responsible. She and Viktoria were as different as night and day. As effusive and outgoing as Viktoria was, Marie was quiet, shy and reserved. She was barely 4' 11? and might have weighed 95 pounds after enjoying an evening-long banquet. Her straight, short blonde hair surrounded a clear, pale-skinned, child-like face, complete with big blue eyes and an adorable pug nose. At first glance, she looked no more than 14, but upon closer inspection, she possessed all of an adult woman's delightful curves.....just on a smaller scale. Her small, pert breasts needed no bra. Her hips flared just slightly, before tapering into lean thighs. Her taut belly, with its tiny dot of a navel, was delightfully smooth and flat, with just the slightest hint of an outward curve. Her rear cheeks were enticingly round and firm-looking.

Marie was a financially strapped graduate school student. There was much she detested about her moonlighting as a prostitute, but it was clear that her old job as a cashier at the university book store could never have provided the resources she needed to be able to stay in school and earn her degree. And besides, she didn't have to walk the streets or answer to a pimp. She had developed a steady clientele "by appointment only". She used her youthful stature to attract a number of men who enjoyed simply "playing" at committing pedophilia, rather than actuallly wreaking such horror on an innocent child. She noticed Rosalia smiling as the guard gazed at her trim, tight body.


As Marie began to ask a question, the door opened and in walked a small, thin, gray haired man of about 60, flanked by two armed male guards, dressed in the same khakis as Rosalia and Kelli.


"Good Morning ladies. Please call me Mr. A. I hope you've been comfortable during your brief stay.? He grinned as he waited for a response that never came. "I'm here to offer you two delighfully attractive ladies a chance to become wealthy......To have everything you've always desired......"

"Oh please, mister.......please.....stop the bull. You didn't kidnap us just to make us rich." Marie piped up.

"Ah, a spirited one. Good !! Very good !! But........" Mr. A stopped and put his right hand up to his thin-lipped mouth. "You look so young, my dear........we don't deal with children here.......How old are you, Marie? "

"I'm 22"

"And you're a prostitute, so I've been told."

"Part time....working my way through college."

Mr. A shook his head. "You look so delicate........I must convince myself that you're an adult. Please remove your panties and spread your legs"

Marie complied and her captor stared. The young woman's sex was perfectly pristine. Mr. A painstakingly examined her slightly protruding mons and the narrow, delicate pink folds of her pussy. Her lower belly and crotch were completely hairless.

"As a working girl, I play up my "little girl" looks. Lots of my clients like it. I get a bunch of repeat customers.....and I don't have to do any "walking."

After a careful inspection of the young blonde's crotch, Mr. A was satisfied that Marie was indeed an adult, and went straight to the matter at hand. "In a few moments, Ric and Roberto here", he nodded at the unpleasant-looking men on either side of him, "will take you in a jeep to the center of this tiny island. You will have at your disposal your wits, your physical strength, and a map." He motioned to the burly, blonde Ric who handed maps to the women. "Please unfold them. You see three marks designated with a " G ". These are the Guard Stations. All you need to do to earn a trip home and an outrageously generous income for life is to reach any one of those stations between noon and 3 PM tomorrow.....no sooner.........." He smiled sardonically as he stopped and waited for the obvious question that always came at this point in his sadistic little speech.

"And what ?" Viktoria sneered. "Who do we have to suck off in the meantime? Or is this island overrun with poisonous snakes or something.......?"

"A FINE guess!! " He cackled as he rubbed his hands together, grinning and leering as if he were ready to open a mountain of lavish birthday gifts. "But no......." He motioned to Roberto and the guard took a small remote control out of his pocket, clicked and pointed it at a wall-mounted video monitor. The large screen was filled with the picture of a big, beautiful, full-breasted auburn haired woman. "That's Jessika." Mr. A announced. "She's in her 40's, but don't let her maturity fool you....she's a violent mercenary. She's nearly 6 feet tall.....powerful and athletic. Roberto, show them Katja." With a second click of the remote, a tall, slender, stunning brunette appeared on screen. "Katja is a younger version of Jessika, not quite as big or as strong..... but incredibly athletic....trained in the Martial Arts........a magnificent Amazon with the instincts of a lioness. These women will be trying to stop you from reaching your goal......as a matter of fact....." His eyes lit up and his voice got louder and went up two octaves. "They've been instructed to hunt you down and kill you, and will earn obscene sums of money WHEN THEY DO JUST THAT !! "

"What the FUUUCCCCKKK ???" ......You're FOR REAL aren't you ?? ........Why you sick, fucking bast....."

Before Viktoria could complete her very appropriate thought, Kelli stepped forward and planted her fist wrist-deep in the brunette's belly. Viktoria 'oooffffed' and doubled up clutching her soft, naked gut. The red haired guard looked back at her commander to see if another blow was in order. He shook his head no.


"My my, such language. 'High Spirits? are one thing, vulgar disrespect is something else entirely." Mr. A sounded like a school teacher scolding a naughty child. "Actually ladies, you have a real chance to survive. On most of our Island Hunting Competitions, both my professionally trained killers and their prey are armed.....and since women such as yourselves have little or no experience handling lethal weapons, my hunters have an edge. But this time, Jessika and Katja will have no such advantage.....you will all fight for your lives...and oodles of cash to spend if you survive....with just your wits and your bare hands."

"We have a chance, then." Said a thoughtful-looking Marie. Her voice was barely audible.

"YES !!" cried Mr. A. "A sporting chance, indeed." But I must tell you that the odds-makers in London and Las Vegas have still installed Jessika and Katja as overwhelming favorites........." He laughed heartily at his quick wit.

"But they'll be unarmed just like us......unless your simply bullshitting us for some sadistic reason." Viktoria had regained her breath. At hearing another vulgarity, Kelli balled up her fist and glanced at Mr. A. He put up his skinny right arm and shook his head "no".

"Ah, but my dear Viktoria, Jessika and Katja are trained professionals. They're quite accomplished, and they absolutely LOVE their work. In fact, there's a VICIOUSNESS about them.....especially Jessika, that I quite appreciate.? He chortled heartily while grinning from ear to ear. ?Six times they've set out hunting on this island of mine......and NONE of the women who they've hunted have survived."

Viktoria's face blanched. Marie just stood motionless. She was expecting to hear something like that......Both women who'd stalk and hope to kill them were tall and powerful......From her picture, it looked as if Jessika was twice her size and outweighed her by at least 50 pounds. How could she possibly outfight them? She had to think.


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The two naked assassins watched this exchange from another room in the compound as they relaxed before taking their position at the summit of 'Lookout Hill', as they called it. Jessika was pleased to be unarmed, excited about the opportunity to extinguish a young woman's life with her bare hands. She was lying on her side, propped up by her right elbow, gazing at Katja who sat across the room on a plush couch, her legs demurely crossed. The fingers of Jessie's left hand played idly with the dark brown, auburn-tinged curls at her groin. As Katja rose to put on the lingerie they were instructed to wear today, the older woman felt her eyes drawn to the brunette's extremely prominent cunt mound. Jessie simply adored her lover's plump mons.....It bulged out significantly, in delicious contrast to her flat, muscular lower body.....and Katja always kept it's thick furry thatch neat and trimmed in a perfect " V ". The redhead could hardly wait to celebrate today's kills by losing her face in Katja's tempting pussy.

"Let's wear some body jewels this trip." Suggested the beautiful, statuesque readhead. "I love the sexy way they make me feel....and simply adore how you look with them on."

"But" Katja answered. "Mr. A is having us go out today in bras and panties. We're in black." She held up the sheer, lacey strapless bra and thong. "So only our belly jewels will be showing."

"And your belly is beautiful.....so flat and so firm......Wear your onyx.....I love the way if catches the sunlight and highlights your flawless tummy.....makes it even sexier. And after we kill the bitches, we'll pleasure each other next to their dead bodies.........Ooooh, I've got goosebumps seeing us together a few hours from now.... I know I'll be quivering, wanting you to suck at my adorned nipples, and aching to tease yours........imagining our pierced pussies mashing together.....luxuriating in extra thrills as the hard, jeweled stud above your slit rubs across my mound.....and mine to yours.......MMmmmmmmm........I can't wait." Jessika's fingers left her thickly curled, auburn-tinged mons and dipped delictately into her vagina. They came away wet.

Katja beamed with the reaffirmation that her young, strong body excited Jessika so. She opened a small upper dresser drawer. "Please, Jessie, choose your "yin" nipple rings." She carefully inserted a fantastically expensive diamond and white gold stud into the pierced skin above her clit. Once secured, the huge stone hung directly over her pleasure nub, a good part of it's sparkling surface peeking out from under her hood. Next, she secured a wide oval onyx ring and stud into her shallow navel. It fit sublimely, filling her "cat's eye" perfectly. Last, she placed Jessie's lovely gift to her, her "yang" pins, through her dark tan, pierced nipples. The dangling, wavy semicircles matched perfectly wth Jessika's "yin" pair. It was just as it should be.

"I'll take Viktoria." Jessie decided. "Her body has such a plush, rounded look. What finer target for my lethal legs and fists? I'll just ADORE punishing that feminine softness." Jessie mused as she adorned her pussy with a spectacular sapphire and platinum clit ring. Pleased with her choice, she inserted a matching blue gem in her navel and walked in front of the mirror. She pridefully examined her body, thinking that a much youger woman would "kill to have one like it". She giggled briefly at her choice of metaphors as she placed her hands under her heavy breasts and lifted them up slightly. They looked and felt much as they did 20 years ago. Smiling and brimming with confidence, she slowly ran her hands over her flat, firm, youthful belly, delighting in the superb muscle beneath her soft skin. Then she placed the lovely, matching "yin" pins in her pierced, coral nipples. The two women smiled as they admired each other's bejewelled, naked flesh.

Then Katja frowned momentarily in mock disappointment. "But that leaves me just to exterminate that tiny, pre-pubescent waif !! " She sighed, exaggerated her face into a theatric pout, and then smiled. "I'll have an easy time with that wisp of a woman.......it doesn't appear that she'll provide much of a challenge. I think I'll leave her pretty face undamaged so that I can face-fuck her after I've demolished her ........" Katja spread her legs a bit and took Jessika's hand, bringing it to her naked crotch. She shivered some as her lover's fingers played with her diamond-studded clit. "But don't be jealous, dear Jessie.......It'll be a 'trophy-fuck', nothing more."


Jessika smiled at her young lover and caressed her own pale, heavy left breast with her free hand. "Oooooohhhhhh.....There's something so erotic about killing with ones bare hands. I can't wait to exterminate that exotic dancer......abuse her body.......beat her bloody....... and then strangle her."


The hunters put on their sheer black thongs and matching bras as they watched Ric and Roberto walk their prey into a waiting jeep. Katja got to her knees and planted a soft kiss on the triangle of Jessika's panty, then stood up and kissed her wetly on the mouth, her tongue meeting Jessika's as their excited bodies touched. "Here's to us" the younger woman said softly as they began the short walk to the top of "Lookout Hill".


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Marie and Viktoria agreed that it was best to split up and wished each other good luck. It made sense that they each should be responsible solely for their own survival. The diminutive blonde with the look of a fragile, porcelain doll realized that she needed some privacy and some time in which to think. She worried that such wouldn't exist for long, if at all. She sought out tree cover and sat and planned. She swore she would never cower, never run. If she was to die, she decided, at least she'd go down fighting. Viktoria chose a different approach. She sought out the nearest of the guard houses on her map. Perhaps, she thought, that with a glimpse of her cunt, she could convince a guard or two....or even three...... of the benefits they could reap if they helped her kept her gorgeous body alive.


Jessika watched the lush-bodied brunette through her high-powered field glasses. "Viktoria has just reached the guard house on the western shore. I'll bet I know what she's thinking. The guards will fuck her eyeballs out and then laugh as they send her cum-filled mouth and pussy back into harm's way. Other women have attempted the same fruitless strategy....." The big redhead laughed. "....And they still became shark food. But, hey, you can't blame her for trying.....at least she'll die with cum in her cunt. There's something to be said for that."

"What about the little blonde bitch?" Katja asked. "Where's she headed?"

"She walked into a thicket of vegetation just south of the landing strip.....but I haven't seen her come out.....I'll wager she's sitting and cowering....hoping beyond hope to simply avoid us."

"So it's time." Katja said. "I'll head for the airstrip while you intercept Viktoria somewhere near that guard station. We'll meet back here after our kills.....We should be congratulating each other within the hour." The women embraced and headed down opposite sides of Lookout Hill's gradual slopes.

The conclusion of Chapter 4 will be posted tomorrow

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ December 05, 2007 11:03 AM: Message edited by: Abbyfan ]</font>

[MikeJV]

COOL, looking forward to the rest of this hunt.

I know the odds of this happening are astronomical, but I'd LOVE to see lil Marie kill Katja, even take katja's place as a hunter herself. Hey, I can dream can't I? *smile*

MikeJV

[Jessikafights]

Originally posted by MikeJV:

I know the odds of this happening are astronomical, but I'd LOVE to see lil Marie kill Katja, even take katja's place as a hunter herself.

<font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Hey, Mike, now isn't that a little nasty? ... wishing for my delectably, delicious partner to be killed by that little slut? [img]rolleyes.gif[/img]

But then, Marie's kinda pretty hot & sexy too ... and this old dyke has always had a hot, wet spot for a young, firm and nubile body ... we could make a saucy team! Tee hee! [img]tongue.gif[/img]

[Sorry, Katja, if you're reading this ... wink! [img]wink.gif[/img] ]

Meaow
Jessie
P.S. Abby and I would love to hear more comments from other readers ... [img]smile.gif[/img]

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ December 06, 2007 09:06 AM: Message edited by: MikeJV ]</font>

[Jessikafights]

Katja asked me to post this here on her behalf ... hope you ENJOY! [img]wink.gif[/img]

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The lovely descriptions of my kinky, but lovely body jewelry made me think some here might enjoy the following pic of Jess & I celebrating after another successful hunt. Wink!

If you look closely you can see my sexy belly piercing & cool clit stud - don't you just love it? Teasing giggle! Tee hee! :-)

Note the pics have nudity.

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And here's a closer look.

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Cheers
Katja

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ December 06, 2007 09:10 AM: Message edited by: Jessikafights ]</font>

[Abbyfan]

Thanks Katja !!! What a delicious way to spice up our story [img]biggrin.gif[/img]


Your thoughtfulness knows no bounds
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Abby