Posted by Tribal Hose on July 05, 2004 at 01:20:36:
Trail of Death
Written by Vanessa Feathertree
You can call me S'Dhat. I am an assassin from the Black Scorpion clan. Congratulations. You get to hear a little abour what I do. The people I've met............and killed. And the methods I used to do it.
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We will start off with the first job I did this week. The target's name was Britney Ericson, but everyone just called her "Star". Mr. Michael L. Byrantt from a local weapons manufacture hired me to do her. She apparently was present in the hotel room when he chose to discuss some business on his phone. What did he expect when he hired himself a hooker? Then again, with the amount of money he offered, it's not my place to ask questions.
It was easy enough to find her. She was on her street corner where she stood every night. Britney was a pretty blond with brown eyes and she had a very nice body too. She had a little meat on her, but she wasn't sloppy fat. She stood in the cold air wearing a micro-mini short anough to show her nylon-clad pussy. Must be one of her sales pitches. Her sizable breasts barely were restrained by her small halter-top. If it weren’t for her fake fur jacket, she would be a whore-sickle by now. Since I have the ability to make myself look like anyone I want, I took on the appearance of Mr. Byrantt. I borrowed his car also. She looked real happy to see me. Byrantt must be a high paying customer for her too. I didn't even have to say anything. She barely waited for the car to stop before she jumped in. We drove to her usual hotel. A friend of hers was already in the room when we got there. It was only her though, no "john" with her.
"Hey 'Star', how's it going tonight?" Britney's friend was a very attractive girl. She was about 5' 4", 5' 10" in those sexy heeled sandals. She had a very nice body too. Petite. She stood there wearing only a pair of pantyhose with her heels. Nice, small breasts. Very firm. And her pubic mound jutted out a little and was completely shaved. Very attractive. Her long, wavy brown hair was tied back into pigtails. She had a glimmer in her green eyes and a friendly smile.
"Oh! Hiya Kendra! I'm sorry, are you using the room right now?" Kendra drops her bra onto the floor and smiles. "Only if you want some help with this one! He's cute! My costumer left about 10 minutes ago." Britney looks at me as if asking if I want her little friend to stay. I simply knod. I couldn't allow Kendra to live after seeing Mr. Byrantt with Britney before she dies.
Kendra hops onto the bed and kneels there, legs slightly spread. Her clit and outer labia pressed against the nylon of her seamless pantyhose. Britney pushed me towards her friend and began to take off her clothes. Kendra unzipped my trousers and pulled out my cock. Her lips found their way around it and she started to bob her head up and down. Britney slips out of her halter-top and drops her skirt to the floor. She walks up behind me and presses her pubic mound against my ass. She looks over my shoulder and smiles as she sees Kendra's head bobbing up and down with a hand full of her hair clutched in my fist. Britney climbs onto the bed and kneels next to Kendra, legs slightly spread as well. Though her pubic mound isn't as large as Kendra's, Britney's pussy still pushes against her seamless pantyhose.
Britney looks up at me with a smile and says "My turn!" I pull Kendra's mouth of my cock and hold her head back by the hair and Britney notices the gap gushing crimson fluid from her friend's slender neck. Britney screams as she falls backwards off the bed. I tossed Kendra aside and walked around the bed to Britney. She was just getting up as I grabbed the hair on the back of her head. I lifted her up and pushed her onto the bed again. Her head bounced off the metal footboard, stunning her a little, and hung over the end of the bed. I pulled Kendra's body ontop of Britney to hold her down with the dead weight. Standing at the end of the bed, I wait for Britney to regain her wits. She looks up at me and starts to scream and struggle under her dead friend. I rest a hand on her forehead and with the dagger, still clutched in my other hand, I slide the blade across her soft throat. Her eyes widen as her screams are cut off with gurgling. I push down on her forehead and smile as the cut starts to tear and widen. I use Britney's pretty blond hair to wipe the blood from her friend off my cock. Then chuckle as I remember that the cock was only temporary. I take my own shape again and leave the hotel room. I can just imagine the reaction of the maid when she find two pantyhose-clad whores lying on the bed with their throats slit wide open.
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Did you enjoy that little storey? It doesn't matter. You don't have to enjoy my stories. Just listen to them.
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My next target for the week was a judge by the name of Veronica Smith. She sentenced a comrade of mine to prison. My masters charged me with the duty of avenging him. I decided that my best chance of killing her would be in her private chambers. To get in there, I would have to take on the form of a lawyer in her current trial. Angela Hudson was the prosecutor for the trial. I made sure no one was watching and followed her into the ladies' room. While she went into the stall, I braced the door and checked the rest of the stalls. While checking the last stall, I heard a buzzing from her stall. Kicking the door open, I catch her off guard with a vibrator pressed inside her pussy through a pair of seamless pantyhose. It must be a way for her to relieve any stress so she can concentrate on her case.
She drops the toy into the toilet and stands up. I kick her in the stomach and she slumps over and falls to the floor. I grab her by her hair and lift her up to the toilet. Her screams quickly turn to gurgles as her pretty face takes a bath. She squirmed so much, her skirt rode up, over her hose-clad ass. I firmly place a knee into her ass and pussy to hold her in place. Her arms flail back, but falls short of hitting me. Both her heels fall off as she kicks and struggles for air. After a few minutes, she stops. Since drowning does not guarantee death, I give a swift, solid kick to the back of her neck, crushing it against the toilet rim. I am satisfied when I hear the crunch and see her body give a final spasm. I take on her appearence and before going to the courtroom I place an 'out of order' sign on the door to the bathroom.
Once the trial begins, I ask Judge Veronica if we could join in her chambers to discuss a plea bargin. Veronica, Ms. Selma Valentino, and I all gather in the private little room. Being the last one into the room, I lock the door quietly. Veronica takes her seat behind the desk and Selma sits in one of the chairs on the opposite side from her.
"What's the bargin you have for my client?" Selma was a hot little Latino girl who got through law school and now defends useless punks off the street. She looked very professional in her grey pin-stirped suit skirt. Her blazer fell open when she sat down, revealing large breasts, nipples quite errect, pressed under a white silk blouse. She crossed her nylon-clad legs and dangled a heel from her foot. She had a serious look on her pretty face and a fairly angery tone in her voice. Angela must have been a very agitating opponent.
I reach into my coat and pull out a silenced 9mm pistol. Before either woman could react, I fire the first shot into Veronica's forehead. Then I quickly turned and fired a shot into Selma's throat as she is getting up out of the chair. She falls back into the chair, clutching at her bleeding neck. I place the gun back into my jacket and walk around to Veronica. I had always wondered what judges wore under their gowns, so I opened Veronica's to discover her wearing only a nylon bodystocking under it. She was quite attractive, despite the hole in her head. Her hazel eyes wide and staring up at the ceiling. Her perfect burgandy lips agap. Her auburn curls falling loose from the top of her head. And she had a hot lottle body too. Firm breasts the size of pineapples, washboard abs with a cute outie bellybutton, and a slender waiste curving into slightly wide hips. Even her legs were well toned and looked strong. She definately look very sexy in the nylon bodystocking too.
I look over at Selma. She had slid down in the chair, raising her skirt up a little. I could see she wore pantyhose with no panties. Her wet pussy pressed against the urine soaked cotten crotch. Her arms had fallen to her sides and blood had soaked her silk blouse. Dark areoles with harden nipples stood out through the bloodstained material. I walk out of the chamber and leave the courtroom. Everyone in the room murmurs as I walk out into the hall. I go into another bathroom and change back to my own appearence. When I exit, I see security running around, talking on their radios. I laugh to myself as I picture them finding their suspect with her neck broken in the other bathroom.
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What did you think if that hit? They still can't figure out how Angela could have killed Veronica and Selma when the autopsy shows she had been dead when it happened.
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My clan has a working relationship with Stealth Co., a weapons and armor research company. They supply the clan with stealth armor that turns invisible. Mr. Huebert Clarkston hired us to eliminate a leak in his company. It became known to him that one of the secretaries of the upper level execs, a Miss Harmony Kyle, was selling technology to a rival company.
Mr. Clarkston had me sit in the security room with his head of security and watch her. At the end of the day, everyone left the building. Mr. Clarkston even had the security and janitorial workers go home. I continued to watch the monitors. As he had suspected, Harmony came back to her desk. She started to work quickly on her computer. I decided to make my way down there.
With the exception of the glare from the computer screen, the office was dark. I stood behind her and watched her for a while. She was quite the little hacker. In just five minutes, she pulled 30 confidentual files up and saved them to a disk. She stopped to take a break and began to unbutton her blouse. This was probably why the normal security in charge of the cameras never reported her. She pulled her skirt upto her hips and placed her feet, quite spread out, onto the edge of the desk. She then proceeded to finger herself through her tan seamless pantyhose with one hand and fondled one of her luscious breasts with the other.
I pulled out a wire garrote and got closer behind her. I waited and watched, making sure to blend with my background so the camera wouldn't pick up my image. Harmony's stomach and leg muscles began to quiver the sign of a coming orgasm. She throws her head back, eyes closed and biting her lower lip, as the wave of pleasure rides through her body. I string the garrote around her neck and pull it tight. Her eyes open wide, as does her mouth to scream. I pull even tighter. Creamy white juices ooze out of her nylon-clad pussy as both hands come up to grab at the wire. The thin metal cuts into her fleshy neck and trails of blood start to form from the invisible line. She starts to kick wildly and claw at her neck. Her face turns bright red as her tongue sticks out. I lean against the chair to prevent it from tipping over. I pull tighter yet, as I watch the wire cut about and inch into her neck. After about ten minutes, her body goes limp. I pull the wire from her neck and put it away. I leave the building, knowing that Mr. Clarkston will have his security clean up the mess before anyone else comes into work the next day.
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I will bet you that Mr. Clarkston will have a female security agent watch those monitors from now on. He was very pleased with the job and the fact that I left the disk with the information on his desk. Are you enjoying these stories on my killings? Don't worry. Only a few more to tell.
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My next target was a beautiful woman called Vanessa Feathertree. She was a kinky little lesbian, who was turned on my snuff fantasies. She would sit at her computer every night and either hunt for pictures that aroused her or cyber with someone online. All she would wear when she did this was a pair of seamless pantyhose. Occasionally she would wear a cotten or nylon tank top and some times high heel sandals too. This girl was very attractive. She had an athletic body with very defined muscle tone. Her breasts were perfectly round and very firm. She had some small areoles around her nipples, which seemed to be hard all the time. Her hair was shiny and straight, and hanged to her ass. She kept her pubic mound completely shaved and had a piercing in her left outer labia. She also had her navel pierced. She was absolutely sexy. But she had stumbled across a site that was not fantasy at all. The people who ran the site didn't want any chance of her reporting it to the proper authorities.
Although she lived alone, she had a cute Latino girlfriend who stopped by almost every night and a very handsome man who came by quite often as well. I waited until thurseday night to do my job. I liked the guy and didn't want to have to kill him. I found out he went to a bar every Thursday to play pool. I planned on getting together with him when I had some time for myself. Any ways, I waited for thruseday night. I made my way into Vanessa's home. I checked the downstairs area to make sure no one else was there. Then I went upstairs and made sure everything was empty there. Vanessa sat in her room wearing only her seamless pantyhose and rubbing herself through them gently. It looked as though she was reading a storey. Every once in a while she would rub a little quicker and even push a finger or two in when she came to a part that really excited her. She didn't seem like the type who would figure out what would be real and would wouldn't. And even if she did, she probably wouldn't care. But I was paid to do a job and I never ignore my duties.
I draw my ninjato and slowly approach her, careful not to make any noise. I watch as she closes the storey and opens an image gallery. She looks through and finds some pictures of pantyhose-clad girls being beheaded. I smile as I had planned on cutting off her head. She finds one of a gorgeous body, wearing a pair of black seamless pantyhose, sprawled out with its arms tied behind it. A few feet away a very pretty face under tight red curls lies on the ground with a shocked look on it. Blood pools around the bottom of the head and the neck stump of the body. A man dressed in all leather stands in the background with a claymore sword while looking down at the body. Vanessa was masturbating hard and fast as she stared at the image. As I got closer, I could see a scar across the back of her neck. It was nice of her to put her hair up into a tail so it wouldn't be in the way. I waited now. I would let her have one last orgasm before I executed her.
I could smell her sex in the air. She could really work herself up. I noticed her head start to tilt back with eyes closed and her body shudder as she started to orgasm. I decided that I waited long enough and struck with my blade. With a meaty "SCHLNK" her head fell to the floor. Losing control over her body, the chair catapolted it forward. With a "THUMP" it bounced off the desk and fell to the floor, knocking the chair away. Her body convulsed violently as piss shot through her seamless pantyhose. Her tight athletic body was very sexy as it convulsed and kicked. Watching it made me very aroused and I decided i had to masturbate right away. I went into her bedroom and opened her dresser. The girl had nothing but seamless pantyhose in the top drawer. I took out a pair and set them on the bed. I stripped out of my boots and bodysuit and put on the pair of pantyhose I pulled from the dresser. They felt very smooth against my skin. I could understand why Vanessa enjoyed wearing them all the time. I started to rub my pussy through the nylon. A shockwave of sensation electrified my body. I started to rub harder and faster. Then i started to push my fingers in through the nylon. My head was spinning.
I heard the front door open and close. At that moment I shifted to look like Vanessa, grabbed my ninjato and ran down the hall and down the steps. Sophie stood in the kitchen, pouring herself a drink. She was wearing her cop uniform. I set my blade under the coffee table and go into the kitchen.
"You're home early!" Sophie nearly drops her drink when she jumps and turns around. She looks me up and down and smiles. "And I see you were entertaining yourself. Want me to finish for you?" She finished her drink and walked towards me. She gently pushes me backwards until I am against the back of the sofa. She places a hand over my pubic mound and presses. Then she cups my mound and proceeds to squeeze. My legs tremble from her touch. With her free hand, she unbuttons her shirt. I help her take it off and start working at her pants as she continues to fondle my nylon-clad mound. I get her against the sofa and pull her pants down. I bend down and remove her shoes and pull her pants off the rest of the way. She stands there wearing only a pair of tan seamless pantyhose. I can smell the sweat from her body, mixed with the aroma of her sex.
We lie on the sofa, her on top of me, and kiss each other while feeling each other's bodies. She turns around and starts to kiss and lick my nylon-clad legs. I lick her inner thighs and work upto her hose-clad pussy. We work each other's pussies until we climax together. Then we lie there, breathing heavy, and relax. Vanessa was a very lucky girl. Sophia could really work her tongue. She got up and went to the kitchen for another drink. I got up, grabbed my ninjato and went to get my things from Vanessa's room. As I collected my clothes and equipment, I heard Sophie come up the stairs.
"Hey, hon? I'll be right there. I'm just going to turn off the light in your computer room." I pulled out my blade and rushed down the hallway as Sophie opened the door. She let out a gasp as she saw Vanessa's headless body lying on the floor. As she turned around, I swung my blade across her midriff. She looked down at her intestines spilling to the floor then look back at me. As she looked at me with her eyes starting to tear up, I reverted to my natural appearance. Her face took a look of confusion, and then she fell to her knees clutching her open gut. With another swipe of the blade, her head bounced off the wall and her body flipped backward and convulsed violently.
I went back to Vanessa's bedroom and finished getting dressed. I kept on the pair of seamless pantyhose I was wearing and grabbed some more from her dresser and left.
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Thanks to those two girls, I am now turned on to seamless pantyhose. I still plan on calling Vanessa's male friend when I get some time. Maybe even call him tonight still. But first, i have two more assassinations to tell you about.
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Cynthia Black was a journalist at the paper. She was getting too nosey and snooping into some underground fights. Randy recognised her and didn't want her to reveal his little opperation. He came to the clan and they put me on the job.
I found out that her and a few of the other girls she worked with would stay after work every Friday. There was a chance she might have told them something, so I decided they all had to go. With Ms. Black, there were a total of four girls. Brenda was an attractive woman with a little bit of a stocky build to her. She had done a fold for PlayBoy's college edition and could have stayed on as a model. She had dark brown hair, greyish blue eyes and very large breasts. Jenny was a petite blond with curly hair and brown eyes. She also had large breasts. Natalie was also petite, but had a small chest. Her breasts were still very attractive. Her reddish brown hair was shoulder length and straight. She had pretty blue eyes and a very cute smile. Cynthia was the tallest of the group and had a very nice body to match her friends. All the girls wore business skirts, blouses, blazers and high heels. They all also wore pantyhose. As I watch them talk and laugh, iwould occasionally get a upskirt view of each girl. Only Brenda went without panties, but the other three wore their panties over the pantyhose.
I notched an arrow onto my short bow and trained it on Jenny. I released and the arrow impaled her between her breasts, pinning her to her chair. The other three screamed and started to stand up. I pulled one of my leaf arrows and fired it at Brenda. The arrow shot through her neck, cutting off her head and sending her convulsing body flying onto the desk behind her. Another leaf arrow shredded Natalies belly and knocked her back into her chair. Intestines fell out and dangled from the gaping wound. Cynthia had managed to move out of the way of her first arrow and was running for the doors. Using another leaf arrow, i shot at her ankle. The blade severed her foot right off and she fell to the ground. As she crawled for the doors I continued to shoot arrows into her body. It took five normal arrows into her back to put her down. To make sure she was dead, I slit her throat with my dagger.
I pulled my arrows from Ms. Black's body and wiped them clean on her skirt. When I pull the arrow from Natalie's stomach, more intestines fall out and she comes out of shock and starts to scream and cry. I slit her throat quickly and watch as she grasps it and dies wide-eyed. Jenny whimpers as she clutches the arrow between her breasts. The arrow must have just missed the heart and lungs. I grab her by the hair and yank her head back. Then I slice her slender throat open also. While still holding her head back, I pull my arrow out of her chest. Then I collect the first arrow that missed Cynthia and the arrow that beheaded Brenda. Before I leave, I unbutton Brenda's blouse and take a look at her breasts. Then I pull up her skirt and feel her still warm and moist pantyhose clad pussy. "She should have stayed with Play Boy,” I thought to myself and turn to leave. I avoid the building pool of blood around Cynthia as I leave the building. I decided I should work on my archery skills so I don't miss another target and head back to the clan's mansion in the hills.
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Did you ever see that issue of PlayBoy's College Girls? Brenda was quite the attractive girl. I found out she went to the same high school as Vanessa's male freind. Even was in the same class. I wonder if they ever dated. Maybe I will ask him when we go out.
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My last target was the most difficult. She was a hired gun for the Italian Mafia. Her name was Katherine Sylvano, but the mob called her "Kat" for short. She was a gorgeous Italian woman with a very strong body and skills to almost match my own. She would work out and train every day at her own dojo in her home. She prided herself on her knowledge of every weapon on her walls and the ability to use them.
I decided to confront her on her own ground. I sit in the rafters and watch her work out. She wears black pantyhose and a purple and black stirped leotard. As she finishes her work out, I drop down. She takes a defensive stance.
"I hear you were hired to hit a Triad leader's family." I watch her reaction as she takes on an expression of surprise from my comment. She throws her towel at me and runs to the weapons rack. She pulls a katana from it and comes at me with it. I quickly dodge her attack and grab the nearest weapon. Lucky me, I grab a no-dachi. I never trained to use one and was not used to the heavy weight of it. She comes at me again with her katana. I barely dodge her strike with the added weight. She turns around with another quick strike. I bring the no-dachi up and black the blade. I continue the motion and swing the blade around me to strike at her. She blocks with the katana. She is knocked on her ass as the katana shatters from the blow. Another full swing and I bring the no-dachi down on her. With a meaty "SCHLNK" the blade wedges into Katherine. On either side of the no-dachi I see her pantyhose-clad legs tremble, toes curled tightly. As I stand up straight, I see that the long blade is embeded from just below her sternum and all the way down through her pubic mound. I take her broken katana and cut if her head with it. Looking at the no-dachi, I decide to bring my own weapons all the time, no matter what. I leave her half split, headless corpse and go back to the clan to report my success.
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Did you find that entertaining or even maybe arousing? I know I had to go home after my report and masturbate in my seamless pantyhose.
Well, it's been nice sharing with you, but I have to go soon. I have to go to the bar and meet Vanessa's friend.
Did I mention.....you really look sexy in that nylon bodystocking? Even tied to that chair with the gag in your mouth, you have a very pretty face and body. Well............bye. "SCHLNK"
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Another female body was found with its head cut off this morning. The victim was tied to a chair in a warehouse along the riverfront. Police are investigating the crime scene to try and find any clues as to who the killer is.
And in weather for today..........