BELTER JUSTICE 16-21 (Patreon)

Angelique didn't hear Arabella's catlike landing behind her, the lithe assassin's bare feet touching down noiselessly on the surgically clean plastiglass deck of the server room. Even so, she wasn't an elite guard for nothing, and some instinct made her start to turn. 

It was entirely too late for her, however. Arabella had landed and pounced again in just a fraction of a second driving her lightsaber through the beautiful Elite Guard's chest. With a gasp of existential horror Angelique looked down to see the fearsome weapon glowing between her perfect breasts. "What a waste." She found herself thinking, her inner monologue suddenly oddly muted and calm in the first moment of shock. 

As the signals from her burning chest finally reached her brain Angelique let out a terrible scream of pain and fear, instinctively reaching behind her and finding a fistful of the young assassin's ponytail.  She pulls instinctively but it's far too late for her, and the tug on her hair only further excites Arabella. She presses her erect nipples into the dying guard's back, moaning as she feels the death tremors in the other girl's body, their taut flesh separated only by two wisps of latex. Moaning, the assassin nibbles the guards ear and giving in to the climax that is swiftly taking shape inside her own quivering body. 

Arabella and Angelique shudder simultaneously as they both O, but as the gorgeous assassin's body comes down from the high, the guard's fades. She's dead in Arabella's grip before she even hits the ground. The young assassin knows she's risking her own life by spending so much time with this beautiful guard, but the thought just turns her on even more...

She lets the corpse of the vivacious young guard slip to the floor where she plunks down like so much shrink-wrapped meat. Not for the first time Arabella marvels at the transformation from living, thinking person into inert corpse. She'd like to stay and play with this beautiful body, but there are two more elite guards somewhere in here with her and, as much as danger turns her on, she'd very much like to live through this mission. She might be willing to take contracts from the rebellion, but she has no wish to be a martyr to it!

Kneeling beside the body just long enough to grab an image with her cybernetic eyes, both for her employers and her own later enjoyment, she grabs the dead guard's weapon almost as an afterthought...

She struts away from the beautiful corpse, trusting to her enhanced senses to find the other elite guards before they find her. She clips the lightsaber to her assassin suit; now that she has a ranged weapon this will be easy!

NEXT: COMING SOON!

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