This is the story of 5 high school Cheerleaders’ who get lost and have their car breakdown, only to have a friendly garage owner “help” them out and turn them into slaves. Thanks for reading…Semiater ([email protected])

Cheerleaders’ Rape and Torture

Chapter One

It was a crappy night out, raining, cold, all and all miserable. The funny thing is, I wasn’t even supposed to be at the shop. It’s my garage, but I have a guy that runs the place for me, and I usually sit at home “managing” from a far. It’s a good life, I can’t complain.

I was sitting at the counter watching some of the Monday night football game. I was in the shop trying to get a bunch of paper work done, and I ended up staying late. Everybody else was gone and wouldn’t be back in till morning, and the game had already started, so I figured I’d stick around till half time, and then head home after that.

I was pretty pissed when I heard the knock on the window, I figured it was some idiot thinking I’d turn on the pumps so they could get some gas. I never would have answered the door but I knew they could see me behind the counter, since I’d forgot to drop the blind on the window like I should have.

When I got to the door I saw these two cute girls, all decked out in their high school cheerleading outfits, wearing those little white shoes, and the short skirts. The two must have been cold, they barely had anything on in the way of clothes, and the way it was raining, they looked like drowned rats, but cute little drowned rats.

I could feel the aching in my loins immediately as I opened the front door, hell, I thought I might get a blow job out of it at least.

“Thanks Mister, our car broke down and our cells don’t work out here.” I led the pair into the shop, making sure to close the blind so nobody else could see inside now.

“Do you think we could use your phone?”

“Well, what’s wrong with your car, want me to tow it in and see if I can do anything with it?” The two girls looked at each other, they were so cute, and the way the rain trickled down their foreheads, I could almost imagine their matted hair having been caused by a long fucking session, at least I wished it had.

Even under the little vest of their uniforms I could see they both had great bodies, young, lithe bodies. They both looked to be about 17 or 18.

“What are you doing out tonight, its horrible weather.” I had to make sure nobody knew where they were, or that they had called anybody yet about the car, my mind was already concocting plans.

“We had a football game in Ada, we drove instead of riding on the bus, and then on the way home, we must have turned down the wrong road, and, well we’re lost.” The girl was obviously a little scared. It only made my balls ache even more.

“What’s wrong with the car?”

“I don’t know, we were driving along, and then hit this big puddle, and it kind of died.”

“Hum. Where’s it at?”

“Well, it’s down this road,” she pointed to the west, “and then there is this sign with a big windmill on it, and we’re down the road there.”

“How the hell did you get on that road? It’s a dead end that leads to nowhere.” I had to do everything to cover up my smile, I knew exactly where they were talking about, and there wasn’t anything up the road, nobody would have driven past them and seen them there.”

“I don’t know, we turned down there thinking it was the way to the highway, then we’d got to the dead end, we were coming back and hit this huge pothole puddle thing, and then the car kind of died.” I could see the girl shivering as she recounted the story for me.

“Please mister, could you give us a tow and see if you could get it started.” She pulled out her wallet and flashed a couple credit cards.

“So nobody knows you’re out this way, and you said your phone doesn’t work?” It was probably a little bit risky to ask so explicitly, but I had to know, and my mind was racing with plans. Like I said, I’ve got a pretty good life, I’ve got the only shop for a 20 mile radius, I do lots of work on tractors and farm equipment, I’ve got other people to do the work, so I have a lot of free time. I’ve had the place for 15 years, inherited it from my dad when he passed, and now I’ve expanded it to a huge business, junk yard, little bit of a dealership, you know, man of all trades and hard work equals success kind of thing.

“No mister, we got lost. We were following the team bus, but in the rain and everything, we kind of lost them. Our phones don’t work out here.” I knew there wasn’t a cell phone tower for 50 miles, not many of the farmers had use for them so they were never built, to my great joy.

“We walked all the way here and didn’t see a soul. Mister, we’ve got 3 friends still sitting in the car, it’s cold out, could you please go pick them up? Please?” Though she was young, the girl obviously was well practiced in using the pouting look to get men to do things for her.

“My name is Pat.” I extended my hand.

“I’m Tara, and this is my friend Lisa.” Tara was probably 5’8″, she had long straight blonde hair, at least it would be straight again when it dried. The way she did all the talking, I kind of figured she was the captain of the squad, probably the most popular girl in school, and girl most jacked off to girl in classmate fantasies.

Lisa, the other girl, she wasn’t quite as tall, maybe 5’6″, her breasts seemed to be larger, the curve of her outfit at least gave that indication. Lisa’s hair was blonde too, but it looked to be via the hairdresser, and not natural.

“Hi, Tara, Lisa, I guess it’s your lucky night. I should have been out of here a couple hours ago, but I stayed late to do some paperwork, and boom, you come along. Let’s see what I can do for you.” I had them in my grasp, I could see the relief in their eyes, they actually thought they had been incredibly lucky, in a few hours, they’d know the truth, that I was the lucky one that night.

“You said you’ve got three friends in the car still?”

“Yeah. It’s cold out their.”

“Well, I can’t fit you all in the truck when I pick up the car, so do you mind staying here? Then I’ll bring them back and see what I can do about your vehicle?”

“Oh that would be great mister.”

“Here, why don’t you set all your bags behind the counter here and I’ll take you down into the lounge and you can warm up and relax. You can call your parents from there if you want.” I handed each of the girls a towel from the shelf. I made sure that they left all their stuff behind the desk, even though I knew their phones wouldn’t work here I didn’t want to take chances.

“Just follow me.” I led the girls through one of the “employee only” doors, then down into the pit, though they didn’t know it was the pit, at least not yet.

“Sorry about the dirt and grime, this is a working garage and the lounge is kind of hidden away.” I turned on as few lights as possible so they wouldn’t get too nervous. When I got them to the pit door, I knew I was set. “Just head into the lounge and I should be back in a few minutes with your friends.” I didn’t turn the lights on till they were well inside and I’d slammed the door shut. I could hear them screaming instantly when they saw their surroundings, I loved it. I knew they were seeing the inside of the oil pit, the car parked over head, and I knew they had to know what was happening now.

I rushed upstairs into the garage. The girls’ voices were shrill, and I could hear the fear clearly in their screams. I peered under the car, I could just barely see the two there. There was no way they could get out, the pit was a good 7′ deep, and there was a car parked over top, so as young and flexible as they might be, they weren’t getting out of there.

“Girl’s” I tried to address them, but they were screaming loud and couldn’t hear me. I let them wail for a few minutes more.

“Please mister, please, please, let us go, please…” I didn’t bother to respond to their pleas, I just waited for them to go quiet. They continued to sob as I started speaking.

“Don’t worry girls, I’ll be back soon enough with your friends. I apologize that it’s kind of dirty down there, but let me take care of your car, get your friends in line, and then I’ll take you to a nice warm place, be patient. We’ll have a good time after that.”

“Pleaaaaasssseeee!” I could hear them crying out to me as I hopped in the rig and started off to pick up their friends. I guess it was a little cruel, but I turned off all the lights in the garage, only the florescent glow of the sign gave off any light at all. I can just imagine them huddling together. Hell, in a week or so, if everything goes right, I think I’ll have those to do more than just huddle together.

I couldn’t help but rub my dick as I drove to the spot where Tara said they broke down. Believe me, I’ve never done anything like this before. Oh, sure, I’ve got a blowjob or two from a grateful girl with a broken down car, hell, I fucked a couple, but I’ve never thought of doing anything like this. But the opportunity is just too damn good. I mean, five girls, five teenage cheerleaders at that, hell, how lucky can you get?

The car was right where I thought it would be. I didn’t bother to turn on the flashers, and I cut the headlights as quick as I could, no use drawing any attention to myself, even though I know nobody would see me. The road connected to one of Old man Patterson’s back fields, and there isn’t a house for a mile around, the girls had done a good job getting off the main road for me.

I had to knock on the window, the girls in the car were too afraid to get out on their own.

“Hi there, my name is Pat, Tara and Lisa sent me to pick you up and see if I could get your car running back at the shop.” I saw the ease flash over their eyes when I told them Tara and Lisa had sent me.

“Why don’t you three go hop in the truck, the heat is on, it’s probably a little more comfortable than the car. Just leave your bags in here though, there isn’t a lot of room in the cab, we’ll get to the station and straighten everything out there.” I love trusting kids. I was even more pleased that my three newest captives were equally as beautiful as the first two. I didn’t get names, but there was another blonde, one of those tall thin girls, probably 5’8″, and she was absolutely stunning, and seeing her, it was pretty damn hard covering up my erection. A whole world of ideas flashed through my mind when I watched her climb out of the car.

There was also a brunette. She was probably only about 5’2″, maybe 5’3″, though, when I get her into some high heels, she’ll definitely look pretty hot. I couldn’t tell for sure in the dark and the uniform, but she looked like she had big tits.

The third girl was a redhead, not fiery red hair mind you, it was more soft, almost a strawberry blonde, just the way I like them. She looked to be about 5’6″, and her body looked incredible, thin, decent breasts, long legs. I’d sure got lucky, whatever school they were from produced some hot cheerleaders.

I walked the girls up to the cab and helped them up. I don’t think they even minded that I touched their asses as I got them in.

“You can see if you can get something on the radio, you might be able to get a station, the two-way is down though.” It was only down because I’d disabled it, I didn’t want to give them any ideas at all to try and call for help.

It’s amazing how fast you can get something done when you’re dick is demanding you get the girls home. I got their car up on the flatbed in record time. I brought along a cover just in case. I knew I would dump the car in the junkyard tonight, then crush it tomorrow or the next day. I was already thinking about getting Jim—my manger—out to the house to help with the girls, hell, I might even offer him one of the girls for his own.

I hopped back into the cab, I didn’t even care if they saw the bulge in my pants at that point, though I don’t think they did.

“Hey girls, I think we’re all set. I think I can get your car fixed tonight and then get you on your way.” I popped the truck into gear and started off for the shop. I couldn’t wait to get back.

“So we weren’t properly introduced. Again, my name is Pat.” The brunette was pressed so close against me I could feel the heat of her body. I ‘accidentally’ grazed her thigh as I got the big truck up to speed on the highway. The blonde spoke first.

“My name is Monique.”

“I’m Emily.” I liked the strawberry blonde already, and I loved the name.

“I’m Jayme.” Taking a look now the brunette definitely had big knockers. It was hard to keep my mind on the road when I started thinking about what I could do to those tits.

“We should be back at the shop in a couple minutes.” I’d already decided I’d take the truck and their car into the back garage, we used it for storage mostly, but it would be the best place to unload. Once I closed the door there wouldn’t be anyplace for the girls to run, which was perfect.

I pulled the rig into the garage without incident. I’d decided I’d get them out of the truck and walk them over to the tool cage, it would be a good place to hold them till I got their car dumped in the junk yard.

“Girl’s, I’m going to drop you off here for the moment, see that cage over against the wall? There is a door inside that leads to a nice lounge, that’s where Tara and Lisa are. Then I’ll get your car up on the hoist and see what’s wrong with it. Okay?”

“Sure, that sounds good. Do you think we could call our parents to tell them what’s up?”

“Yeah, that’s not a problem, though I think Tara and Lisa said they were going to tell everybody where you were when they called home. There is a phone in the lounge, so you can call if you want anyway.” I helped the girls out of the cab, copping a feel just for the hell of it, though soon enough, I knew I’d be able to do whatever I want with them.

I led the girls over to the cage, I had to undo the padlock for them, I don’t think they suspected anything at all. I was such a gentlemen, letting them all go first, I don’t think they had a clue what was up till I slammed the door shut and put the padlock back on.

“Whaaa…” Monique couldn’t even finish her cry, it was classic. I think for the first time they realized that the cage was just that, 4 walls, and a fenced in ceiling, there was no door to a lounge anywhere.

“What are you doing, let us go. Where are Tara and Lisa???” The three girls were so cute in their little cheerleading outfits, I almost just wanted to stare at them for awhile, but already I was getting sick of their screaming. Jayme had hold of the fence and was trying to rip through it, but I knew she wasn’t going to get anyplace.

“Let me take care of your car, then a little later we’ll head off to my house for a good time.” I knew it would make them scream more, but it was kind of fun. I liked making them even more scared, and I still had a lot to take care of before I could get them home for the real events I planned.

I hopped in the cab and started backing the rig out of the garage. My mind was racing. I already knew where I’d keep the girls till I got things really fixed up. I’d bought my house a number of years ago, the place was huge, and in the basement the previous owners had run a dog breeding business. There were still like 10 kennels down there, and a bunch of dog cages used for transport. I’m so glad now I’d procrastinated on getting rid of the crap. I’d been meaning to do it for years, but now, it turned out to be the perfect spot to keep them until I got the basement finished up just like I dreamed of. I think there are even some dog whips and leashes down there. I’ll probably have to do some shopping on the net for all the other toys I’d love to use on the girls, but I think I’ll have enough to keep them occupied for awhile.

I took their car out to the back part of the junkyard, really it’s not even the junkyard, it’s this fenced in area out by the trees. Nobody ever goes out there, and with the cover on, I should have a couple days easy to crush the thing.

After I dumped the car off and locked the fence up again, I drove back into the front garage and parked. I’d pulled all the girls’ crap out of their car already, I knew I’d probably have to have a good old bonfire one of these nights.

I heard Tara and Lisa screaming in the pit as I moved their stuff from under the counter.

“I’ll be right with you girls. I picked up your friends. They’re doing fine, they’re out in a cage on the back lot.”

I walked into the office and got a huge duffle bag, I dumped all the girls’ stuff in and then put it in my truck. It was going to be a tight fit in the cab, even though I had a quad cab. Hell, then I realized I might as well put the girls in the bed, I’ve got a cover, maybe the cold would get them a little more in the mood to behave when I get them home?

I went into the shop and grabbed a handful of nylon ties, they’d be good to bind the girls’ wrists with.

“Hey Tara, Lisa, it’s almost time to take you to my place.” I could hear them blubbering in the pit. It was kind of fun to make them scared. I almost couldn’t believe I was doing this, it’s not like I’d planned it or anything, but when 5 beautiful teenage cheerleaders fall into your lap so perfectly, what else can you do? Serendipity, you’ve got to love it.

I went out to my truck and laid an old sleeping bag in the bed. I had the nylon ties and I grabbed some duct tape to gag the girls’ mouths’ with. I’d already got all their possessions in the truck and hidden their car, I didn’t have to worry about security tapes or anything like that. There are some nice things about living in a small town, crime isn’t really a problem so we’d never bothered to invest in cameras, or anything like that at the shop. Well, crime was low, with the exception of me and 5 kidnapped girls now.