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The Chearleader Sex Slaves (Ryanmo97 x Naomi David)

Ryanmo97

Ryanmo97

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May 18, 2010
Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

It was a crappy night out, raining, cold, all and all miserable. The funny thing was, Ryan wasn't even supposed to be at the gas station/garage he owned. He has a guy that runs the place for him, and he usually sits at home "managing" from a far.

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

He wasn't happy when he heard the knock on the window. He thought it was someone wanting gas. He never would have answered the door but he knew they could see him in the office because he forgot to drop the blinds on the window like I should have.

When he got to the door he saw 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.

He could feel the aching in my loins immediately as he opened the front door. "What can I do for you ladies?" he said with a smile.
 
Girl #1
Name: Annabelle
Age: 18
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 110
Measurements: 34B-26-34
Note: Head Cheerleader

Girl #2
Name: Catherine
Age: 18
Height 5' 1"
weight: 104
Measurements: 32A-24-32


Annabelle and Catherine were the names of the two girls that wandered their way to his gas station. The school had decided to send the cheerleaders home due to the bad weather, since cheerleading was too dangerous to do when the ground was wet and slippery, and the school could get sued if any one of them got hurt.

They were so happy when they saw somebody in the office, that meant they could possibly get warmed up and dried off, since they were very cold. The outfits did jack when it came to the elements. Annabelle, being a natural leader, spoke,"Um... Not sure how to ask, but can we stay here awhile, least till the rain goes away?"
 
"Sure," said Ryan with a smile as he let the girls in. "My name's Ryan... What brings you two girls out on a night like this?" I looked out of the window and I didn't see a car. "And where is your car? I didn't hear a car pull up?"
 
Catherine spoke this time,"The high school sent the cheerleaders home when it started raining, they can get sued if one of us gets hurt during a game if it's raining. And we have car trouble, our car is a mile south of here, our three fellow cheerleaders are waiting in the car... Waiting for us."

Girl #3
Name: Samantha
Age: 18
Height: 5' 3"
weight: 112
Measurements: 34C-26-35

Girl #4
Name: Emliy
Age: 17
Height: 5' 2"
Weight: 126
Measurements: 34B-25-32

Girl #5
Name: Victoria
Age: 17
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 119
Measurements: 34B-23-32
 
I smiled, "Well, it's a good thing I was here tonight isn't it? Look, I'll take you girls back to my lounge. You can rest, I've got some towels you can use to dry off a bit and I'll bring your car back here and see if I can get you girls on the road... Sound Good?"
 
Ryan smiled, "Great... Come with me... I don't think you told me your names?" He said as he lead the girls back into the garage part of the station.
 
Annabelle, the blonde, spoke,"I am Annabelle. My friend here is Catherine... With a C." They followed him to the garage, glad they'd have help.
 
Ryan smiled, "Nice to meet you girls..." He led the girls down into the pit, where the workers could do oil changes. But 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." He turned on as few lights as possible so they wouldn't get too nervous. When he got them to the pit door, he knew he was set. "Just head into the lounge and I should be back in a few minutes with your friends." he didn't turn the lights on until they were well inside and then slammed the door shut and locked it.
 
Annabelle and Catherine smiled nicely at him, they were really grateful for his kindness. They weren't nervous, there was lights and all... They went inside, and relaxed, despite hearing the lock and all click. Least they were out of the rain.
 
Ryan smiled when the girls didn't complain as they were locked in the pit with a car parked over their heads. He headed out in the rollback to get the girls' car. The car was right where the girls said it was. He didn't bother to turn on the flashers, and he cut the headlights as quick as he could, even though he know nobody would see him. There wasn't a house for a mile around. He had to knock on the window, the girls in the car were too afraid to get out on their own.

When one of the door opened, I said, "Hi there, my name is Ryan, Annabelle and Catherine sent me to pick you up and see if I could get your car running back at the shop. 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."
 
Samantha, Victoria, and Emily were waiting for Annabelle and Catherine. They didn't want to get out of the car, they were far too scared to do so... Then the guy came.. Gods, he was such a life saver. They kept what they needed on them, left everything else, and scrambled into the truck.
 
Ryan walked the girls up to the cab and helped them up. "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." Ryan got their car up on the flatbed in record time. Then he covered it up. His plan was to dump the car in the junkyard behind his shop that night then crush it the next day or the day after.

He hopped back into the cab, and said, "Hey girls, I think we're all set. I think I can get your car fixed tonight and then get you on your way." He popped the truck into gear and started off for the shop. "So we weren't properly introduced. Again, my name is Ryan... what's your names?"
 
Samantha, the blondie, spoke,"I'm Samantha." Emily, the other blondie, spoke,"I'm Emily. Victoria, the red head, spoke,"I'm Victoria."
 
"We should be back at the shop in a couple minutes." said Ryan. He had decided to take the the truck and their car into a storage building separate from the garage that the other two girls were in. Once he closed the door there wouldn't be anyplace for the girls to run. He pulled the rig into the garage without incident.

Once they were in the storage garage, he decided to get them out of the truck and put them in a the tool cage, while he dumped their car in the junkyard. "Girls, 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?"

The girls agreed and got out of the cab. He led the girls over to the cage, and unlocked the padlock for them. They didn't suspect anything until Ryan locked the door on the cage and they realized there wasn't another door out of the cage.
 
They all should have suspected that something was wrong, he was being nice to them, far too nice. Not even charging them for anything... Then they all realized they were in a cage... Then they began to scream.
 
"Let me take care of your car, then a little later we'll head off to my house for a good time." Ryan hopped in the cab and started backing the rig out of the garage. He took their car out to the back part of the junkyard and dropped the car off.

Then he went back to the main garage, he pulled his regular truck into the garage, got somethings he would need to tie an gag the girls and went to the pit where Annabelle and Catherine where being held. Then he unlocked the door and pulled out a gun... "All right girls... change of plans... You're coming with me."
 
All that did was terrorise them even more...

Annabelle and Catherine were downright terrified when Ryan pulled out a gun on them... Annabelle spoke,"Why are you doing this?"
 
"Because I want to," He said, "Now turn around and face the back wall and put your hands behind your backs..." He stood there and waited for the Girls to comply.
 
Ryan came up behind them. He put a zip tie around their wrists and put a piece of duct tape over there mouths. Then he marched them up the stairs to the truck. He picked each one up and put them inside on top of a sleeping bag spread out in the truck bed. Before he closed the cover on the bed. He put a zip tie around their ankles. Once the cover was closed, he headed to the storage garage where the other three girls were. He got out of the truck... "OK, Ladies time to go home." he walked over to the cage, pulled out his gun, and unlocked the cage. "OK, I want you to turn around and face the back wall and put your hands behind your backs..."
 
At least this was made out of plastic and not metal, the zip tie. Metal was impossible. Plastic, how ever, could be worn away. And duct tape, well, it could be sort of melted off from the heat of their breath... The same thoughts were going through both Annabelle's and Catherine's minds as he marched them to his truck, and dumped them in his truck bed... Now their ankles were tied together... The other girls quickly obeyed him.
 
Ryan repeated the process with the other three girls. He put a zip tie around their wrists and put a piece of duct tape over there mouths. Then he marched them up the stairs to the truck. He picked each one up and put them inside on top of a sleeping bag spread out in the truck bed. Before he closed the cover on the bed. He put a zip tie around their ankles. Then he started the drive to his house. The rain had stopped by the time he got home. Opened the truck cover and took Catherine out first. He took her down to the basement, the previous owners had run a dog breeding business. There were still 10 kennels down there, and a bunch of dog cages used for transport. He took her to the bathroom and cut the zip ties off her ankles and wrists. "If you have to go to the bathroom... Now is your chance... I'll be back with the rest of your friends..." He closed the door and wedged the door shut
 
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