IC:The Cheerleaders

A group of 6 close friends all cheerleaders going to another town to support our college team in a mini bus.
The reason we are late was that o one expected our team to have cleared the qualifying and our college was too happy and we were to be rushed there.
Now en route our bus is attacked by two men who kill the driver and kidnap us all after blindfolding us to some place we don't know in a secluded place.
Now we reach this place and on Gun point they make us move inside some place which is smelling of stale damp air and slowly we are made to walk down some underground cellar.

Roles played are
sexy curves- anna 21(cheerleader)
DaisyBuchanan-Kendal Rourke 20 (cheerleader)
sonali00783- Sonali 21 (cheerleader)
lauralicious-Laura 19 (cheerleader)
Hil the thrill- Hillary 20 (cheerleader)

Litshark-Jason Boner aka J-Bone 31 (kidnapper)
Pushpin- Nate 22 (Kidnapper)

we are short of one cheerleader who may join using the ooc thread
https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=495130


Now the Ic begins

We are all forced to enter a damp cellar where we move close together unsure of what these men want

I had never seen anything like this except in movies.
"wh..what do you think this place is?" I ask nervously, everyone else in the group so terrified of their surroundings, they dont respond or dont hear me.

Soon the only light in the room flickers, then slowly fades out.

"oh my god, oh my god, its soo dark in here" I scream out, as I hear a few other "ahh" & 'help" s bantered about. We all panic & run around the room. As we get close to the walls, its clear theres various devices on the walls. But with the lights out, we cant tell what they are, or where they are, just that they are & that they all seem to have cuffs, chains or ropes used to restrain things.

Now finally when all of us were shut in a room together, I was scared and was desperately trying to find an opening to escape like Hillary but kept bumping into strange obects like cold metal chains and pointed and sharp objects.
Finally i started yelling
"Why have you brought us here?, Who are you?, let us go!"

Kendal

Kendal listened to her friends scream as the light flickered out but didn’t speak until the panic started to quiet down. She tried to carefully move to a wall but stumbled over something and added a soft curse to the noise of the other girls.

She tried to make her voice sound more confident than she felt, “Ok, ok. If you have to scream and let it out, go ahead and scream. Then we have to stop and think, because a blind panic isn’t going to help us.” Under cover of the darkness, Kendal nervously ran her hand through her short red curls.

“First, let’s think like a team and have a shout out. Is everyone all right? Is anyone hurt?”

“Hilary? How are you doing?”

"Kendal, Kendal, where are you?" I shout out. You seem like your right near me, but I cant even see you. As I stumble thru the dark with my hands out, I feel a pert breast thru a cheerleading outfit, I slide my hand up, and soon find the facial features of Kendal.
"Oh god, why are we here?"
I look around & cant see any of the others, but I hear Sonalis cries, "we're over here Sonali, just follow our voices" I cry out.

Then I am grabbed away from Kendal & all thats heard from me is a muffled "mffgahplf" & I am soon taken away into one of the corners.

I reach from where I heard the voices but only found Kendal there but there was no trace of Hilary and i nervously shout "Hillary are you there?"

I hear my name being called out, but cant reply back. I try, only to feel a think rubber ball preventing me from yelling.

I feel my arms being taken to the side, soon, I hear a clink & my left wrist is fastened to teh wall, likewise my right wrist is as well fastened, then a churning sound started up & soon my hands were bound behind my back.

I tried to scream out, but it was useless. I quivvered there in fear, as suddenly I felt something mechanical slide up the inside of my cheerleader top & soon I felt the fabric being cut open down the front. Soon, my top was shredded off the front of my body & I was chained to this wall in just my panties, skirt & bra. I couldnt even move & couldnt scream to warn the others.

I too suddenly felt a strong pair of hands grab me by waist and closing my mouth, and then i felt a rubber ball gag pushed in my mouth and my hands tied behind my self and then the two hands fondled my breasts before shreading my top leaving in my bra skirt and panties, i wanted to cry and shout as tears rolled from my eyes and then i felt a tongue on my cheeks sending shiver down my spine

I try to struggle free, but its useless.

I whimper slightly, and soon I feel the probing metal item that shredded my top sliding up my legs. Along with it this time is a hand, going up my stomach, it stops between my breasts, & calmly unclasps my bra from the front. It flings to the side. I gasp, not that anyone knew. My breasts were now free, only thing relieving me was that no one could see them. Soon the metal item grabbed at my skirt & yanked it off cleanly in one tug.

I now was standing there in just my panties.
I heard machines at work in there & a mans voice, but I didnt know where it was coming from.

I was scared, as I had not heard any of the rest of our group speak in what seemed like an eternity now.

(cant believe this thread died so quick with so many people in it)

(noi dear the thread has not died, we are waiting for others to put in there first set of posts before we continue, we won't like to upset others by invading there parts too much)

Earlier: "Listen kid, casualties are necessary when accomplishing something of this magnitude. The bus driver had to eat fuckin' eat lead right away, otherwise he radios the cops, they come and find us, bing bang boom I got strike three. You see kid, I'll kill anybody to avoid going back, even you if I have to." J-Bone was leaning forward, his long black hair flowing around his snarling, rough face.

Prison scars and prison tattoos, that was what color nearly every inch of J-Bone's body was: Prison colored. J-Bone graduated from a correctional high school at 18, and used his Juvie education to earn two fellonies within his 21st birthday. The last one had been the longest, 6 years. That's when he got the "Death Before Dishonor" tattoo over his back, the quote adourning an artistic masterpiece featuring dead bodies of countless officers. Needless to say J-Bone didn't want to go back.

Nate, the Ivy League prick was NOT going to fuck this up for him by having a moral delima over the death of one fat sloppy little busdriver who was likely to die within a week from heart-failure anyway. It was like the inmate's dream, being released to stumble upon a scheme like this. It had been Nate's idea in the first place, he only wanted J-Bone for the muscle. The drawback to muscle like J-Bone was that J-Bone didn't like to stick to plans.

Nate's silly little plan also included waiting until he'd phoned these bitches' rich parents for radsom, rather than fucking the ever loving shit out of these hot college whores. That part wasn't going to happen either.

J-Bone got up and blew the last puff of his cigarette into Nate's face.

"You can make your little phone calls if you wanna pretty boy, I'm goin' down to get me some hot cheerleader tail."

Now: J-Bone was having trouble containing himself, it had been a long time, six years to be exact, and now he had an entire dungeon full of kidnapped cheerleaders.

He already had one ballgagged, bound and 3/4 naked. Thanks to good old "Silver" her disrobing was a snap, literally. His coarse chapped rugged lips caressed her collarbone as both of his hands reached up to squeeze her breasts it was exhilerating. Her young flesh so taught and soft, while his was so coarse and covered in ink. Her scent was sweet and enticing, if this bitch wasn't begging for it in her skimpy little skirt he didn't know what was.

...and he was going to give it to her.

Satisfied that the first girl had securely been restrained I managed to pull myself away from her luscious body. He quickly snatched up and bount the wrists of another girl huddled at the center of his dank dungeon. He fondled her gratuitously from behind. His tongue slithered up the side of her neck and face.

It wasn't everyone who had a dungeon in their celler, but J-Bone was a freak. What could he say? The last job he pulled left him with the disposable income to make things like this temple of torment.

J-Bone slid his hand slowly up the young girl's inner thigh, pinching her clit agressively under her skirt and through her panties.

"I'ma break you in half slut." He hissed in her ear as his other hand came up to grasp her throat tightly. "I'ma fuck you to death bitch, believe it."

Kendal

"Kendal, Kendal, where are you?” Kendal heard Hilary’s voice cry out and then felt a body stumble against her. Hilary’s hands ran over her in the dark, like a blind man trying to recognize a familiar face.

“It’s ok, Hil. It’s me, Kendal.” You can take your thumb out of my ear.

"Oh god, why are we here?"

“Ransom, I guess.” Kendal hoped her words were true but the brief images of the chains on the walls made it a difficult hope to maintain. A ransom might be part of it but it didn’t look like it was all of it.

Hil cried out to in reply to Sonali’s call, "We're over here Sonali, just follow our voices".

As Sonali approached, Kendal felt Hilary abruptly move away. Instinctively, she reached out for her; it wasn’t Hilary her hand caught but the smaller Sonali.

Sonali nervously shouted, "Hillary are you there?"

“Sonali” Kendal whispered, “Be quiet. Listen.” Kendal closed her eyes and tried to focus on the sounds she could hear in the dark.

Her mind raced with unspoken curses as she felt Sonali pull away, too. She could not hear much more the scraping of sneaker shod feet on the rough floor, and the sounds of the other girls' breathing intermixed with the occasional whiper. She pressed her back against the wall, and wondered what the rest of the squad was doing. Were they silently listening, waiting for a sound that would be a clue about what was happening or were they huddled in panicked little balls waiting for the darkness to take them too?

She opened her eyes but remained with her back against the wall, her eyes coursed through the dark and she hoped they would grow accustomed to the lack of light. She waited and shivered against the damp wall. If it came for her, she knew she wouldn’t be ready, but whatever it was, she intended to meet it face to face.

J-Bone bent the girl in his arms over, forcing her to bend forward then grabbing her long black hair and tieing it to a metal loop mounted to the floor. She was bent over a wooden ediface that seemed designed just for thist position, a more sturdy version of a saw horse, her ankles wer also bound in place.

J-Bone had had enough of this stumbling around in the darkness, he wanted to see his prizes. The lightswitch on the wall flooded the room in flourescent light. He saw another sexy young cheerleader cowering in the corner.

"Why hello there." The man said ominously.

Kendal

Kendal blinked and shaded her eyes as the blinding florescent light lit the cellar room.

"Why hello there." The man’s voice was dark, deliberately menacing. She shrunk back against the wall as she struggled to regain her vision. She needed to see more than the vague outline of his large form.

She lifted her chin and attempted to cover the fear in voice with anger and outrage, “What do you …”

Her returning sight soon choked the few words she uttered and for a moment, outrage really did overcome her fear. That the most of the girls were huddled along the walls of the cellar was not a surprise. What he did to Hilary and Sonali, she had never seen or imagined anything like it.

She raised her eyes to his, “You sick bastard". She spit the words before she could stop herself and clenched her fists at her side to stop them from covering her mouth.

"Sick? Girl you ain't seen nothin' yet." J-Bone said with a wiked grin as his heavy boots approached her.

In truth J-Bone was having a kid-in-a-candy-store dilema. He had been away from women for so long that he couldn't decide who he wanted first, but now that he had been insulted he felt obligated to make an example of this one.

He snatched her up by the hair and tossed her into the center of the dank basement uncerimoniously as he began unbuckling his pants.

"I'll show you sick you snotty little bitch. I'll sick all over that creamy little body of yours."

Kendal

She knew as soon as she uttered the words that it was a mistake to talk to him like that, she knew she wasn’t going to intimidate with a flash of her temper.

"Sick? Girl you ain't seen nothin' yet." His grin was wicked, it was as threatening as his voice, and together they twisted her stomach into a heavy knot. She could slink no farther into the wall or she would have as he approached. All she could do was slap uselessly at his hand as he reached for her.

“Ooouhh” she cried out as he lifted her by her hair. The toes of her sneakers barely touched the floor as she twisted in his grasp. Her fingers clutched at his but before she could pull herself free, or knew if she could pull herself free, he released her with a toss into the center of the floor. She landed on her with a dull thud, her hands and knees scraping on the rough surface.

"I'll show you sick you snotty little bitch. I'll sick all over that creamy little body of yours."

She turned to stand, ready to bounce back to her feet but he was too close. She froze. The sight of him unbuckling his pants shocked her motionless. But only for a moment. She shook her head, and then started to scramble away from him.

“No, this isn’t right.” The outrage had left her voice and only the fear remained. Escape was the only thought her in head as she scurried over the hard cold floor.

Anna stumbled around the basement, trying to find the rest of the squad. She followed their voices, and joined the group of horrified girls. Soon, The light came on, and she saw a scarred tattooed man grabbing at Kendal, seemingly effortlessly throwing her into the middle of the room. She watched in horror as he began unbuckling his pants and move towards her.

Before she could do anything, he was grabbing at her, his hands firmly groping Kendal. Without thinking, Anna hurled herself at him, trying to free Kendal. She whimpered as she felt a hand grab her around the back of her neck, as she struggled to free herself.

Nate had given up on trying to organise ransom notes.
He'd tried to explain to Jason that, if the cops thought it was a kidnapping they wouldn't search as hard but would sit back and wait for the ransom demands.
That would give them a few days play time and, a few days escape time.

Jason had barged into the darkend basement. He had the advantage of knowing the layout but, even with the girls half tied, he was outnumbered six to one.

When the lights came back on he knew he had to help the impetuous Jason


As he entered the basement one girl was in Jasons arms and struggling, taking all Jasons efforts to control. A couple were cowering in the corner, and another had, despite her bindings, attacked Jason from behind.

Nate grabbed her by the troat and dragged her off, her sexy legs , and skirt, flying everywhere.

He turned to Jason "For god sake if you have to fuck her, with the rest of them still loose, then take her next door. I'll fix things here.

Jason snarled but, surprisingly , didn't argue. He just tossed the girl over his shoulder and carried her out, having the rremalerkable prresence of mind, (for Jason), to lock the door behind him. He obviusly didn't care if the loose girls killed Nate or not. He still had them where he wanted.

Nate threw the half tied wildcat as far away as possible and moved to the light again snaping the room into darkness. Then he fumbled in his jacket for the night vision goggles he had brought in with me.

The wildcat still had her hands tied but not her legs and her mouth was hurling curses. Nate moved away from the light so she wouldn't find it again and over to one of the girls, still cowering in the corner. He slid a quick hand up her skirt and she squealed bringing the wildcat running to help.

This time Nate caught her in the middle of the room.

Nate grabbed the charging Anna. She was strong but she had bound hands and he had the advantage of the night goggles.
He hauled her to the floor and sat on her chest letting her kick out at thin air.

He considered using her shoelaces to bind her legs but then, as her skirt rode up, he had another idea. He grabbed her panties and slid them down to her ankles. These were not the usual skimpy g strings but regulartion lycra sports briefs, strong andstretchy.
Removing one ankle from the leg band Nate wrapped the panties round the struggling Annas ankles before wrestling them over her legs again annd pushing the securing panties up Annas legs to her knees so she could't squirm out of them.

As an afterthought he turned her onto her stomach and , undid her shoe laces and hauled her ankles up to her tied hands , hogtying her.

Nate then tore his gaze away from Annas sexy ass and turned his atention to the two other girls, still cowering inthe corner, but still completely loose. They would have to be tied before he fucked anybody.

Nate tried to ignore the other girl who was tied and gagged but still moving. These two in the corner apeared to be too scared to mover but their moods could easily changed.

He hauled one to her feet pulled her wrists above her head and and chained her to a shackle on the wall. Then he looked back to the corner where the other girl was trying to crawl away

I was really scared to death as the scene was unfolding around me.
I could not yell or do anything due to the handcuffs tying me to wall and the ball gag but all i could do was to cry

Nate grabbed the final girl by the ankles as she crawled off and pulled her to the wall. The shackles he found were ovbiously too big for her wrists so he simply pulled her legs into the air and hung her by her ankles.

She gave and embarrassed shriek as her skirt tumbled down exposign her panties and, even in the dark tried to pull the skirt back up to a modest level.

Stupid girl. She regulaly flashed those same panties all over the sports fied whenever she did a flip or a handstand and she was trying to cover them in a darkene room.

Nate now turned his attention to the first girl who had been tied to the wall. If jason was going to have some fun with the girl outside then he was going to have some fun with this one. Leaving the lights off and his goggles on he moved close and, before the girl had a chance to close her legs he had slid a hand up ad was feeling her pussy through her panties.

dont stop

who is still left in this thread?