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Junior High Prisoners, Part One
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Junior High Prisoners
It was a carefully thought out plan. He was going to hold prisoner all of the
girls of an junior high school at gunpoint and kidnap only the best girls.
He would take them to a special shack he had built, far from the city and
enjoy them there. He had spent almost every weekend of the last six months
working on the shack. It was outfitted with everything he needed to live
out his fantasies of bondage and rape. Even his van was ready to transport
his prisoners to the shack. Now he needed to concentrate on
how and where he was going to get his victims. He already knew the age range
of his victims. They would be innocent girls about 11 to 14 years old. He
wanted only the finest merchandise - hand picked by himself from a large
pool of candidates. That's why he decided on a junior high school.
After careful research, he picked one school out of all of the city's
junior highs. He
chose the Catholic school because he could be assured of a high number
of blonde girls to choose from, his particular favorite. He also
knew that these girls would be as pure and innocent as could be.
He had visited the school several times over the last few weeks to locate
offices, the gym, exits, and phone lines. The gym was set up just right
for his plan. He purchased the rope, gun, wire cutters,
and other equipment he would need. At last the day had come to put
the plan into action. He drove his van to the school and parked near a
door at the gym.
He started by cutting the phone lines then moved inside and went to the
principal's office. Holding a gun to the principal, he forced the principal
to read a prepared script over the p.a. system. The principal announced that
he was being held at gunpoint and all students and staff were to assemble in
the gym. If anyone did not comply, he would be shot. That was the end of the
script. The gunman led the principal into the gym so that the gathering
staff and students could see that he meant business. About 200 people finally
assembled. First step was to safely lock the staff away into the locker room,
which had only one exit into the gym. He ordered all of the staff into the
locker room, including the principal and locked the door. Now he was left
with about 150 girls in the gym, ages 11 to 14. It was time to weed out
the ones that did not meet his standards. He ordered the girls to form five
rows and arranged them so he could do the equivalent of a troop review. He
would have to make several passes through the girls, getting more picky each
time. Most of the girls looked very scared. Some were crying with the fear
that this madman was going to kill them. The fear was to his advantage.
He announced that he was going to select some of them and if they were
selected, they were to move into a room at one end of the gym. This room
was perfect for his purposes. Like the locker room, it had one locking
door leading into the gym and was large enough to hold over 150 girls.
He then passed through the rows of girls, all identically dressed in
navy blue skirts and white blouses, selecting any girl who appeared even
slightly overweight or slightly unattractive for the closet. It took him
three passes and he had eliminated about half the girls. For the next pass
he selected any girls who did not have straight hair or whose hair was longer
than shoulder length. He also chose any girl who appeared over developed for
his taste, which eliminated most of the 13 and 14 year olds. He was down to
about 50 girls. He reformed them into five rows of 10. Time to get more
picky. He started another pass, this time stopping in front of each girl to
carefully study her face and decide if she was up to his standard. A girl
had to have perfect complexion, fair skin, soft, fine hair. Some of the
girls started crying or shaking when he ran his fingers through their hair.
He managed to eliminate 20 girls. Thirty were left. He could not eliminate
any more with their clothes on. He ordered the remaining girls to remove their
blouses. He had to threaten a few of them with his gun when they refused
or hesitated, but eventually he had shirtless girls staring at him.
Many of the girls wore those soft training bras. The rest wore undershirts,
attesting to fact that their tits were only beginning to develop. He was able
to eliminate the girls with tits that appeared to have even the slightest
amount of sag by the way they looked in the soft bra. He also eliminated
the totally flat girls. This reduced the group by only five girls, since it
it so rare for a girl so young to have sagging breasts. He ordered the
remaining girls to remove their skirts. Now he had 25 girls in their bras
(or undershirts) and panties. It was time to check thighs and asses.
He passed through the group eliminating any girl who did not have his idea
of the prefect ass. It had to be small enough so that there was no fold of
flesh where the cheek met the thigh. Just a smooth transition. This was easy
to see through the panties. Next he concentrated on thighs. They had to be
thin, almost as thin from the knee to up as from the knee down. Only the
well toned girls could pass this test. This pass eliminated all but 15 girls.
The last test he would allow himself was to make sure he selected only the
perfect breasts. He did not want to ruin the excitement of seeing these girls
completely nude for the first time, but he had only planned on taking less
than 10 girls to his shack. He had to eliminate more, but it was getting
very tough. He would next attempt to assess how much pubic hair they had
by examining their armpits. He would also be able to determine, in some
cases, the true color of the girls pubic hair. He told the girls to lace
their fingers together and put their hand behind their heads. As he examined
each girl he could see that most of them were quite moist under their arms
from the nervousness of the situation. That was fine with him. He loved the
delicate aroma of a young girl's body. A couple of the blondes were eliminated
because the small amount of armpit hair they had did not exactly match the
color of the hair on their heads. Three more girls were eliminated because they
obviously had matured enough that they needed to shave or were already shaving.
Now he was down to 10. He ordered the remaining girls to remove their bras or
undershirts. He made sure that they stood straight, with their arms at their
sides to get an honest view of them. He was able to eliminate five girls whose
breasts were not absolutely perfect. Any breast which was not completely
symmetrical or if the nipple or areola was not exactly right.
In front of him stood five girls chosen from among 150 girls that in his
very critical opinion had the most naturally perfect bodies and most
attractive faces that could be found. He told them to get dressed. They
though their ordeal was over, but it was just beginning. He looked each
one over as he tied their hands behind their backs and gagged them
for the trip to his shack. The first girl had a round face, firery straight red
hair in a pageboy cut, green eyes, extremely fair skin, freckles that started
on her cheeks and lightly covered her entire body (as he remembered from
when she was stripped to her panties and bra), very thin red eyebrows,
and a tiny little nose. What made her unique is that most red heads have
curly, coarse hair. This girl had very straight, soft fine hair.
Number two had very short, jet black hair, very white porcelain skin,
round face, light blue eyes, and was one of the two shortest in the group.
She had the thin, muscled body of a gymnast and very slight hips. If it weren't
for the bumps on her chest, you would not know whether she was a boy or
girl. She had a very slight build and was one of the ones wearing
an undershirt instead of a bra. The third girl was a tiny asian, black eyes,
jet black shoulder length hair, light brown skin, oblong face, slightly
wide nose, and almost non-existent eyebrows. She also wore only an
undershirt since she had both the small breasts of an Asian as well as
those of a girl so young. The fourth had short white blonde hair in a
pageboy cut, extremely straight and silky, round face, light blue eyes,
white blonde wisps of eyebrows, very fair
translucent skin, lips only slightly darker than her skin. Like the black
haired girl, she also looked like a boy and seemed to be a blonde version of
the black haired girl in terms of build and size, although she wore a
training bra instead of a tee shirt. The fifth girl
had yellow blonde, shoulder length hair that was so soft and straight it
looked like a silk scarf. She had a long face, light grey eyebrows, dark
blue eyes, tiny nose. She probably had the largest breasts of all the
group, which wasn't saying much since she was just beginning to develop.
She was probably the oldest, maybe close to 14. She had this bitchy, tough
look about her, like the kind of girl who would think she was too good
for any guy when she got older. He figured she would put up the most fight
and he looked forward to breaking her.
He make one final check to make sure the locks were secure on the locker
room door
where the staff was and the closet door where the reject girls were. Reminding
the blindfolded girls that he still had the gun, he ushered them out the
gym door and into the back of his van. Along the walls of the van were hooks
to tie each girls wrists to so they could sit on the floor. He got into the
driver's seat and began the long drive to his shack.
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