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Assassins

© Marina L. 2004-2005

Ch. 1

The Assassin made her way stealthily across the hard surface of the corridor. She was smiling a smile of pleasure at the darkness which she chose for secrecy for the meeting that was taking place right now. The blackness was a great benefit to her task. Her appointed job was simple and it involved lots of fun with a bit of pleasure on the side. She laughed at her excited body and mind. She was really looking foreword to this.

Her yellow eyes widened as she saw a light coming from the left end side of the hall. Bingo, she thought to herself. Before she went in she looked around the area. Good, no one was around she thought pleased. Her luck was with her today it seems. She felt the flat but slightly rough surface of the wall until she pried a part of it loose. She quickly took off her clothes and weapons and stored everything inside the empty space. She covered the whole with the piece of wall she took out. Then she waited to slip in among the merchandise that was being shown and sold at this secret meeting of men.

On Angara this sale was nothing special. All over the planet you could find this particular merchandise if you knew where to look for it. Of course, it was not always like this but times change. It was 1309 AW (After the Wars) and the planet was divided you might say in two parts. The thousands or so armies who fought with each other gaining people and land while causing mass destruction. Not to mention adding to the death total by leaps and bounds. But hey there was always enough people alive on the planet anyway. The other factor in the division where the rich men who acted like nobles. They owned their own land areas which held their palaces or mansions, their armies if they had any, members of staff, merchandise like the one sold at this meeting, assassins or and bodyguards with anything else the snobs wanted or thought they needed. And that is how it stands on Angara now and will continue for some time into the future.

Getting back to the moment at hand which happens to be the meeting. It is a secret due to the buyers that are present. These men where the wealthiest in the world and arrogant, egotistical slugs to boot. But some just had to be good looking she thought a little pleadingly. Finally after a twenty minute wait she saw them. Due to the thick darkness she was not spotted as if she was not there which was all for the good. She joined the line that entered the bright space. Ten men sat on the right of the room at a long square red wood table. They talked amongst themselves not paying any attention to the walking merchandise; the naked ladies lined up on the left side of the somewhat cleared space. Ten women where assigned to each men’s private box found on the left of the room. After the men sampled their merchandise the women continued to show themselves to the other men present. There where 100 or more women here the Assassin thought with no hint of concern.

The men stopped talking and silently made their way to their appointed boxes. Each men had with him two or four bodyguards. She scanned the ten men noting three she liked. Okay, she thought to herself time to move. She needed to get herself into those men’s merchandise groups. As the ladies began to disperse in their appointed areas the Assassin made her move. The woman she shoved out of her way shrugged but did not say a word. She just walked to another group who was missing a tenth person. The Assassin was fourth in line. She watched with hunger as the man smiled at the first woman. He watched her walk and motioned her to turn around. She did as instructed with no expression on her pretty face. The man then motioned her closer so he could feel her attributes. He looked like he was not disappointed. Then he asked her if she wanted it in the back or the front. Mostly the sale was meant to be a tester for the back but all the buyers still asked about the front letting the women decide. Penetration from the back was said to hurt most women but the Assassin knew that was not why the men offered two choices. There was no decent bone in their bodies. They gave these choices because whatever you pick they still would enjoy themselves.

The brunette picked the back and the man grinned in pleasure. The Assassin was getting inpatient which was not good. She watched the scene in front of her and took slow calming breaths to center herself. The man stood up and grabbed the brunette turned her around with a smooth motion then bent her in front of him. The woman spread her legs for his benefit and then screamed as he thrust into her rounded bottom. It didn’t take long for her to orgasm. After he was done with her she moved towards another box area. It looked like she was not chosen by the this buyer to be his sex toy.

The next woman was a petite blond. She lasted longer then the first one and was chosen in the end by the rich man. As the third went to be inspected the Assassin watched the man in front of her. He was six feet tall with short dirty blond hair and blue eyes. He was handsome but not very and built a little like a wrestler but with no excess of muscle. She liked the way he always considered what ever was in front of him. The guy was not soft she thought and grinned to herself.

At last it was her turn. And believe it or not she was there to sample not be sampled. She walked to him, this nobleman, turned around, and walked back showing her charms. She circled him looking directly into his blue gaze which showed that he smiled even though there was no smile on his lips. She watched him as he fondled her breasts. His strong smooth hands rubbing, squeezing the round mounds. He knew what he was doing which pleased the Assassin immensely. It was real hard to find a man who was good at his job. She undulated slightly under his ministrations. This time he smiled slowly at her, it seemed he was pleased. He stopped caressing her breasts and she sighed wistfully which made him laugh a little. “You liked that did you,” he asked her in a whisper. She smiled at him and replied “Oh yes, very much so.” This answer got a chuckle out of him. She liked his laugh it was strong and sure but comfortable. It sent pleasant chills through and over her body.

He bent his head slowly and licked one hard crimson nipple then the other. She moaned softly in pleasure only for him to hear. He returned her moan with a smile. Then he cupped her between her smooth hard yet soft thighs. Her body automatically responded by pressing into his palm over and over again. He grinned then and inserted two fingers inside her vagina. Her body undulated rhythmically as he moved his long wonderful fingers in and out of her wet sheath. It was a long time before she came but when she did she sighed softly in pleasure. She noticed that his erection was trying very hard to break through the cloth of the snug black pants he wore. Her slightly smaller hand covered his manhood and squeezed not too hard but not softly either. His warm breath whooshed out between his clenched lips and he grinned wickedly at her.

He must be in some pain right now she thought which was very good indeed. He took his fingers out of her pleasant warmth and straightened a bit. “Do you want it from the back or the front” he asked. She grinned and replied with all due candor “the front please.” She watched as his eyes lit up like rockets before blastoff. She followed him as he walked back to his chair observing his long legs and cute butt. He sat down and got comfortable as he spread his legs wide in invitation. She bent over him her long slightly wavy reddish black hair cascaded down covering her face for a brief moment which concealed her gleeful smile. She freed his throbbing cock from its restrains. It was a lovely sight to behold all white and glistening in the bright light coming from the lamps which hung from the yellow ceiling.

She eased slowly on top of him and guided his all too welcomed thickness into her once again wet vagina. Then everything disappeared except the feel of him inside her. She moved her hips hard and fast making him ketch up with her set rhythm. Her movements where confident and she looked straight into his eyes at his every glorious thrust. She liked to watch the men’s eyes when she had sex with them. It gave extra pleasure to her because she could tell what they where feeling. The saying that eyes are the windows to your soul was quiet apt in this case and other similar ones like it.

It was an hour before they both reached heaven and shattered in completion. She disengaged her body from his, stood up and walked to her next target not looking back. The man called the fifth lady in the line and continued his examination. The Assassin smiled to herself. He was definitely hers and she was glad that she had finally found a slave after searching for months with no luck what so ever. He could pretend all he wanted that she had not affected his body in any way but she knew better. She chuckled under her breath as she closed the distance to her next man.