Sharia roulette

The global political equilibrium had shifted for the worse. The US had failed with its missile defense system. So, they played another card with Muslim ultra-radicals. Syria, along with Assad, fell. It was replaced by Islamist rebels. The next target became Iran. The Americans established their dictate there too, using their new-Islamic radicals.

Simultaneously, pressure on Belarus increased. The president of that country held the defense to the last, but his health failed and he suddenly passed away. This vacuum was quickly filled by pro-Western opposition politicians, and Russia's buffer zone fell into the hands of the European Union.

First, NATO troops were immediately deployed here, a little later the territory began to gradually fill with armed Muslim fanatics from all over the "revolutionary" Middle East. A strike force of live manpower against Russia was being prepared. It gradually accumulated more and more. The UN could say nothing against it, for there was no nuclear weaponry. The calculation for waging a possible border war against Russia was simple – to fight with the live manpower of Islamic radicals, who dreamed of the triumph of their power over Orthodox space. These radicals had nothing in common with true Islam, which preaches peace, kindness, and love.

To temporarily appease world public opinion, the atmosphere in Belarus was outwardly democratic. The country continued to be ruled by oppositionists. But they acted more and more on the orders of their overseas masters.

NATO troops began to withdraw from Belarus in stages. This was a tactical-political maneuver, to avoid participating in a possible war altogether, thereby absolving America and Western Europe of any responsibility for "accidental" military conflicts with Russia. Belarus was increasingly being left to the mercy of the aforementioned Islamists, who allegedly gained a clear political advantage in this country over the West. But the latter continued to control the social guarantees of the country's citizens and the stability of their security. This was a continuing camouflage for their aggressive plans. Russia saw all this, sounded the alarm, but the whole world had become deaf.

Orthodox churches continued to function, but it all looked somehow strange against the backdrop of a huge number of Eastern bandit formations, which, after NATO, replaced the guarantee of security and legality for local citizens.

All political, legal, and state institutions, social establishments, including schools, continued to work. In schools, the study of national values, heroes of the country from long ago and not so long ago, literature and art, and folk creativity continued uninterrupted. The population had resigned itself to such a situation within a year, and vigilance was increasingly dulled. Few knew about America's far-reaching plans, some might have vaguely guessed, but everyone was satisfied with the abundance from the European Union. However, individual disappearances of people began to be noted more and more often, overwhelmingly young people, and more and more girls, but this was blamed on criminal elements. And then one day………

The homeroom teacher entered the classroom as usual. She seemed somewhat agitated. The PE teacher entered after her, followed by five Islamist thugs.

Vera Ignatyevna, after a brief pause, swallowing a lump in her throat, said:

– Dear students…. Today, Sharia law has been adopted in our state. It allows us to deal with the crime that, as you have heard, occurs here and there.

From now on, those malicious crimes committed by some among us will be severely punished in public…

Here she became a little embarrassed. Then she glanced anxiously around the class and said:

– In connection with this, our PE teacher, German Adolfovich, will further explain in more detail about certain events in our school and directly in your class.

Having said this, she quickly left.

The PE teacher, short and with a belly, took Vera Ignatyevna's place.

– Well, here's the thing, kids, – he began. – Although, in essence, you are no longer children. You are all already 18, and the beginning of this, your last school year, coincided with such innovations. All of you today, on the first, one might say ceremonial school day after the first bell, are very dressed up, like first-graders: boys all in strict suits, girls in white aprons and white knee-highs. And so…

Here he hesitated a little.

– And so…., we with you today, will start with a slightly unusual subject. It will now take place simultaneously in all classes, except the younger ones. I have been appointed responsible for this in your audience….

Here he glanced back at the Islamic thugs standing behind him by the blackboard.

– In general, like this. Today the first two class periods…, I don't know about tomorrow…., will be dedicated to a new topic. This topic is called – "hanging…. "

He stopped and ran his eyes over the students' faces. The looks were different. Some took it as a joke, some with bewilderment, some even with embarrassment.

– This topic, – he continued. – Will allow each of us to possess the skills of this so-called craft, which…., – here he turned again towards the "spiritual ones".

– Which, as our superiors have deemed, everyone should know and possess, in order to participate in the righteous Sharia court…..

– Of course, don't be embarrassed. Everything will be…. according to the newly established laws…….. Therefore, everything that will be assigned to you now, you must do and, simultaneously, heed what will be done…

– Did I say that correctly? – he turned with a question to those standing behind. They nodded silently and sullenly.

– Even clearer, kids, – he continued. – Now there will be theoretical and, then immediately, practical classes on hanging………

The class was silent. What everyone was thinking now was hard to say, but most of the girls for some reason blushed shyly, because intuition made it clear that the "impudent joke" about the practical aspect of this event, one way or another, clearly indicated that the "conditional victims" of Sharia would be precisely them. All of this could have been taken unseriously, if not for those scary ones in the back and the agitated speech of Vera Ignatyevna, who had quickly departed in unconcealed horror.

Various thoughts arose. After all, many, in spirit and style, had not worn panties under their tights. All of this had been their personal intimacy until now, which could suddenly become an absurd spectacle for everyone, and for some reason especially for those in the back. Some of the girls wanted to simply get up and leave, but fear of that quintet suppressed this desire, because the choice would fall on the disobedient.

In this school year, Andrei sat together with Larisa at the same desk. It wasn't like that before. Their desks were next to each other, and he secretly admired her glamorous leg line. Then her neck came into view, then her profile with freckles and a proper, slightly upturned nose. Further, her blue, clear, and honest eyes. All this was complemented by medium-blond hair. Today it was braided into a long, gorgeous braid.

He threw a secret, short glance at her. Her profile was also colored with a shy blush from this news.

Meanwhile, the theoretical part began. One of the Islamic guards began to speak in broken Russian, demonstrating ropes of various calibers. He made all sorts of knots, explaining their mechanics. Then he settled on a thinner, synthetic laundry rope. For some reason, he insisted that it must be white, as it supposedly harmonizes better with the neck. It must be of a certain length – that's Sharia classic. Somewhere in the process of explanations, he even made his own crude joke:

– So we take a ram…., – he looked at those present with a sweet-toothed gaze, then added, – Or a girl…

Here he glanced for some reason at Larisa.

– And we tighten this noose on her neck carefully. We do it reliably…. ., – here he looked at Larisa again.

– So that the girl gets a full kerdyk………

Here he laughed like Barmaley.

– That's all, colleague, – he said, addressing the PE teacher. – Now, you……!!!

The PE teacher again took the leading position. His shyly reddened face was visible.

– In general…, – he began again. – Our theory is over……right? Now, as they say – practice.

– As they say….. we will do…….. now……….. to someone – – – – – – – – kerdyk……

– You…….. uh……. don't think that there……. will be a kerdyk…., but, one of the girls….. must get on this table……….

He shyly hid his eyes. The girls also lowered their gaze. Some of the guys exuded mischievous curiosity. They eagerly ran their eyes over the quieted girls.

– Wwell who?…. the PE teacher asked timidly. – Only one person is needed……….. wwho to the blackboard?

The Muslim authoritatively stepped up next to the PE teacher, surveying the class.

– We'll do it like this, – he said. – Man has always chosen !!! Are there men here!? Or a herd of rams!? You there…. !

He pointed at Khomenko. He was a third-year repeater. He was a known school slacker, disrespectful of both teachers and gentlemanly tact in relations with the weaker sex.

There was an incident two years ago when he barged into someone else's PE class. He burst into the gym, not putting out his cigarette. At that time, Larisa's class was mastering vaulting over the horse. At the moment when Larisa successfully jumped over the apparatus, her inertia carried her an extra two meters. Khomenko, who was waiting for her, was counting on that. He caught Larisa, stopping her with a broad palm right under her genitals, which stood out appetizingly through the tight-fitting elastic leotard. He even managed to squeeze it all tightly before Larisa sent him a strong slap.

Then there was a big scandal, where they voted to expel him, Khomenko, from school, but humanely-minded teachers outweighed with their votes – "against" and he was only left back a year.

Now he stood up attentively.

– You must choose a girl, – said the Islamist. – Whom we will give a kerdyk to!

– Me!? – Khomenko asked confusedly.

– Yes! You!…. …. answered the janissary. – You choose her, and you will also give her a noose to wear……. And then…., full kerdyk…!!!

Khomenko's erection reached such strength that it could tear through his pants.

– Come on, colleague !!! Go ahead !!! – commanded the janissary.

At that moment, a sharp sound of a slamming door from the neighboring classroom was heard in the hallway.

Some student ran out into the quiet hallway. By the voice, it could be determined that it was Alina Makarenko.

She tried to say something else, but suddenly it sounded as if her throat was being squeezed. Then a short scuffle, after which she was forcefully put back inside the classroom.

Everyone pricked up their ears. Only Khomenko seemed to be wandering, turning around confusedly several times towards Larisa. From behind the wall of the neighboring classroom, decisive manipulations with furniture were heard.

Khomenko still couldn't bring himself to name his choice, although he had long made it for himself.

Then a rather strange rumbling sound came from the neighboring classroom, simultaneously with a loud squeak, some several girlish gasps. Someone sharply and nervously cried out: – Don't hold her by the legs anymore !!! Let her go slowly….. !!!

It was the shout of the history teacher.

Then something else hit the desks about ten times.

What was happening there? No one knew.

Khomenko again stopped near Larisa. He timidly touched her shoulder and said: – Come on…….

– Please, move along, – Larisa whispered with a slight tremor.

Khomenko no longer retreated.

– Well, I told you, come on……, – he said, even with some offense.

Larisa turned away from him. Her face was turned towards Andrei. Her eyes were closed. At that moment, her face was so beautiful, as well as sexy. Andrei wanted to stand up for her, but simultaneously he was burning with a passion to see her on the scaffold, in all her height and stature. He was even ready to beg her for it on his knees.

The PE teacher also had a noticeable bulge in the area of his trousers. He remembered visually that moment of Khomenko's transgression. He would gladly be in his place, but his status did not allow it.

– What is this, – the Islamist rasped. – Russian girl refuses to go to the scaffold for faith!!? Grab her by the throat, you scoundrel !!! I'm in charge here !!!

The PE teacher fussily approached Larisa.

– Lorochka, – he said quietly. – Do as he says. Everything will be fine. At most two minutes and, we will stop this………………. I personally promise you. Otherwise, you will be hanged for real. Don't anger him.

He patted Larisa on the head.

Larisa's face was somewhat dazed. She slowly stood up, automatically straightened her school brown skirt and headed towards the blackboard.

Whispers were heard.

– They're going to hang Lariska now, – someone whispered to her friends.

– And does she have something like panties under her tights? – the guys whispered.

The PE teacher addressed Andrei almost inaudibly:

– Go, help Khomenko. Well, there, support her by the legs, so that prematurely…….. well, you understand……

Andrei stood up. He fixed his gaze on her legs, which were unsteadily approaching her gallows.

He anticipated the moment when his fingers would shyly and timidly touch the surface of the tights, slowly sliding down to the knee-high elastic bands of the white, medium-stitched elastic clean knee-highs.

Larisa approached the blackboard and turned her back to it. She didn't know where to put her hands. Finally, she clasped them behind her back. With that, she really looked like a patriot before execution.

Then another Islamist came forward. He began to speak in correct Russian.

– My name is Tarik, – he introduced himself. – I am an Arab myself, but I studied for a long time in Moscow. That's why I know Russian so well. This girl, – he pointed at Larisa. – will help us with the practical part today.

I understand that she didn't know this morning that there would be practical classes on hanging. That's why she might have dressed not according to the form of the classes. There……a short little skirt and everything that might be under it. But we understand that there can be shortcomings everywhere. So, if in the process something starts to shine there, accept it all with understanding. Well, and those who are more savvy, don't be shy! Take it out and, immediately jerk off.

He paused for a moment.

– All these actions, – he continued. – Do not contradict the provisions at the UN, as this organization signed its agreement that Belarus from today is already an Islamic state, which means all Sharia laws are recognized.

The girl plays two roles. The first role is a voluntary assistant in this lesson and, the second role, as a real criminal according to Sharia laws. Well, for example, –

He unexpectedly sharply jerked the edges of the brown skirt upwards and, exposed the pubic area, which was displayed under slightly darkish light September tights. Larisa hit his hand, but the hand stood firm, shamelessly opening the main part of the girl's