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Barely Legal Rape, by Jezebel Rose

Jamie patted down her cat ears and made sure her cattail was on straight as she stood up to leave the party. She hugged her friends goodbye and promised to see them all the next day in class when the freshman class would be throwing another Halloween party. She planned on wearing the same kitten outfit that day too, so she didn’t want to so much as ruffle a piece of the fabulous grey fur ears or tail, or the paws. She needed to make sure she said goodbye to her friend Gina’s parents, letting them know she was leaving. She could not find them. She told Gina she was going and to say to her parents so her own could be alerted. Gina did not remember, thus Jamie’s parents were not notified.

Jamie shut the door of the big white house behind her. She eyed the three-story house once more, and then looked down the sidewalk, her eyes following the road to the street, and then down two blocks to her own, large red house. The sun had gone down far enough to create a sense of darkness, but not far enough to trigger the street lamps. She twirled her blonde pigtails in her fingers and walked down the steps leading from the house.

She was scared, yet excited at the same time. This was the first time her parents had let her walk anywhere in the dark by herself since she had turned eightee6. As she walked, she had to continuously fix her shorts, which were riding up her ass. She was reminded to quickly put on her sweatpants that she had kept in her backpack, so her parents would not know she had gone to a party with boys showing off so much skin. She was nearly halfway there when she decided to drop her backpack and fish her sweatpants out. She dug underneath her few gallons of candy that she knew her parents would not approve of her eating due to her braces and grabbed the sweatpants from the bottom. She had to remove the cat fur covers from her shoes so she could slip the sweatpants on over them. A light shining on her startled her. She scooped up her backpack, trying to zip it up as she walked – before realizing the lights she saw were just the streetlights.

She let out a long, exasperated sigh. Before she had a chance to breathe back in, a new set of lights was behind her. When she turned around, she saw a big, black van. It was mere feet from her and still rolling. There was no way the trailer could have gotten that closely that quickly unless the driver was trying to. The van pulled immediately alongside Jamie, the sliding door was thrown open, and a big, strong man pulled her inside, backpack and all.

Ben wiped the sweat from his brow as he drove past the big white house. The sounds of a struggle still went on in the backseat, where Ted was trying to muffle the screams completely. Ben turned up the music. “Shut her the fuck up!” He ran his hand through his hair. A paranoia grew in his gut that did not pass until he passed the girl’s house. Her parents were not waiting outside, so it was entirely possible this had worked the best in their favor. He looked over to his brother, Jackson, who was continuing to yell, “Shut her the fuck up!” Jackson turned to Ben and cursed something at him about setting the music up. Ben could hardly concentrate on that feeling in his gut – Jackson had to turn the music up himself. The screams were at least masked by the loud metal music and the roar of the engine.

Jackson shook his head. Fucking pussy. His younger brother had protested repeatedly about this plan, but it was fucking foolproof. He and Ted had had to do all the work in plotting the girl’s timeline because Ben was not going to do shit. However, he still wanted to be paid, no matter his reservations about this. Find out everything about the girl. Check. Make sure her parents were wealthy. Check. Follow her; stalk her, until they knew they could snatch her without being seen. Check. Now all that was left was to use the untraceable phone and keep the girl in the abandoned house until her parents paid up.

Ted held the squirming girl in his strong arms and pushed his hand over her mouth. She had tried biting him a few times, but he had fully expected that and only squeezed her around the chest tighter, forcing the fight out of her. Ted was not the brains of this organization, but the muscle. He was told that if he so much as hurt the girl, he would not receive a dime. During the planning stages, he was not told how cute this little kitten was, though. As he held her, he ran his fingers over her breasts, which caused a shocked reaction in the girl, and more biting. He had to keep looking up to the front seat to be sure Jackson was not watching him when he touched her; he had a feeling Jackson would take any excuse not to pay him.

Planning had been a complicated endeavor. At first, Jackson had made up a story about needing to hack into a person’s phone to see if he was cheating with Jackson’s girlfriend. Ben had been more than happy to supply his knowledge. When Jackson sprung what the real reason was kidnapping, though, he had turned white and rescinded all offers to help. All Jackson needed to do was tell him the price tag – and the fact that he would be an accomplice at this point – Ben had reluctantly agreed to do no more than drive and be sure to cover their tracks. After all, after their father had died a few months back, they needed to stick together to take care of their sick mother.

Ted was a different story. He lived for this shit. A childhood friend of Jackson, the two of them had always done things that should probably get them to put away. With a few sexual assault charges under his belt, a few years in Juvie, he needed to lay low. However, staying out of trouble was not his style. Having Jackson as an accomplice to his crimes had kept him out of trouble. Jackson might be a sociopath, but he was brilliant. Ted would follow Jackson into about anything, and this girl seemed to be their ticket.

The van roared into the silence of the night, echoing throughout the forest. The cabin appeared at the end of a long dirt road and sat hauntingly alone in the center of the wilderness. Jamie sat in the backseat, her fight was gone at this point, but when the car stopped, she twisted her core hard. This time, the man holding her gripped her hard between the legs, his fingers pressing into her virgin pussy over her pants. She yelped in pain into his hand, and Ben looked in the rearview mirror, making him stop quickly. Jamie felt the pain soar through her entire body. Jackson jumped out of the van and ran around to the sliding door, slipping on his mask before opening it and yanking her by the hair out of Ted’s grasp.

The two men worked together to pull her into the house. Jamie looked back as Ted threw her over his shoulder, seeing a look of regret in the eyes of the driver before he put on his mask. She hoped that maybe, just maybe, she was not in this alone.

Jamie found herself sitting on the floor, chained to an old radiator in the corner of a room. She thought briefly about not having told Gina’s parents she was leaving. She worried that Gina did not tell parents either, so she had no idea whether anyone knew she was missing yet. Her tears had stopped falling long ago. Now, she just felt fear. She was confident that her clit was bruised because of the strong one’s grip. She was afraid that one more than the other two. She could almost differentiate their voices by now, and therefore had an idea of their names. She was astute for a teenager and was sure to try committing their names to memory. If she got out of here, she would have at least some information to tell whomever she could and try getting these people into trouble.

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