Posted by don on January 19, 2001 at 23:43:05:
Washindton D.C. Hit
There is a hired killer trying to stop the swearing in and I have been hired to take
out the assasin. I have a pic of the person and she looks hot to me. The file says
her name is Yoko Akira and her code name is Asian Death. I know where she was staying
and must do the job tonight to prevent any chance of her success. I have entered
her home while she was away and am waiting for her return. Soon I hear the key at
the door. I hide and wait for my chance. She enters the room and goes to fix herself
a drink. I can tell she is nervous as she goes up stairs and into the bed room.
I follow silently and carefully watch as she undresses down to her red bra panties
and thigh high hose with lace tops. Her shape is perfect and sexy. She goes into
the bath off her bedroom and I hear water running. I enter the bed room and get
next to the bath door with a silk scarf in hand waiting. If she gets into the tub
I will drown her, if she comes back into the bed room I will strangle her. I feel
relativly safe because she does not have enough cloths to conceal a weapon. I her
her approaching the bed room. As she enters the room I quickly wrap the scarf around
her soft neck and she emediatly starts to struggle. she grabs the scarf but it is
already to tight to get her fingers under it. I hear, her gasp and try to scream
but only a girgle and a small screech comes out. I pull her tight aginst me so I
can feel her body aginst mine as she struggles for freedom. We stagger around the
room in a death match. I know she (being a hit lady) knows what is happening and
what is at stake. She fights like a tiger. As we pass the mirror we glance at each
other and I see she is really built nicely, this is going to be a real pleasure.
As I look at her I am distracted for a moment and she raises her legs and kicks
aginst the dresser, catching me off guard and causing me to stumble backward. I
wonder how I will land, hoping I will not hit my head aginst anything, knowing If
I get knocked out she will see to it I never wake up. Thankfully we land on the
bed and I keep her tight aginst me not letting her get a breath. She tries to reach
out for anything to help her but nothing is in reach. She then tries to reach a bed
side chest with her right hand, I suspect there is a gun inside. It is not hard to
keep her from reaching it. I now fix the scarf so I can keep it tight with one hand
so I can explore her fine body with the other hand. I slide out from under her so
I can get on top and I look into her eyes. They are the eyes of an experianced killer,
not yielding but determined. She has not give up but still hopes to win. I reach
down and unzip my pants and pull her panties aside as I force her legs apart and
force my rock hard cock into her pussy. She grunts and stiffens, while trying to
reach my cock with her hands. I hit her with my free hand to stun her. I now begin
to rape her as I continue to strangle her. By the time she can fight again she is
in despairate need of air and grabs my arms and hands to try to pry them loose. She
is getting weaker and I now see in her eyes a realization she is going to die with
her mission un finished. I see fear and panic start to overtake her as well. She
grabs, hits, slaps, scratches but all are without direction mearly despairation.
Soon her eyes role back and I feel my climax as I cum inside her with great pleasure.
I wonder if she recieved any pleasure from this sexual vialation. I guess I'll
never know. Our struggles have worked us to the edge of the bed and her head is hanging
over the edge of the bed and her arms are laying limp, one to her side and the other
hanging off the bed hanging toward the floor. I notice she has pretty hands (except
for the broken nails from the struggle). After I have held the scarf tight long
enough to be sure Darcy is dead I release it and hear a slight release of stale air
from her lungs. I feel for a pulse but there is none. I get up, dress and look
back at the body of this very attractive assasin lying dead on the bed and wish I
had known her, we had so much in common. I must now report the death so the ceremonies
can go on with out worring about Asian Death.
Don