Katie Leonard was an attractive 19-year-old rising sophomore at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. She was about 5' 1", looked about 16 years old, and had a delightfully petite figure, She had medium-sized, firm, round breasts; big brown eyes; and wavy shoulder-length brown hair. She was wearing a white button-front short sleeved top, no bra, skin-tight denim leggings, white ankle socks and black suede clogs. She was there with her friend and roommate, 18-year-old Megan Phillips. They were waiting in line to get into the Rocky Horror Picture Show in Raleigh. It only showed at midnight on Fridays and to her and Megan, it was the perfect diversion from classes and fraternity parties. Megan was 5'4", 120 lbs; with larger breasts than Katie;, narrow waist; and curvy hips, butt and legs. She had long, straight, blonde hair that was parted in the middle, with wispy bangs over her forehead; blue eyes; and pouty lips that were coated with lip gloss. Megan was wearing a spaghetti-strapped top under a short jean jacket, no bra, denim miniskirt and sandals.
Neither one of them noticed the well-built, well dressed thirty-something guy watching them from where the line of people snaked around so it didn't run into the street. He watched Katie especially because she looked so young and he liked young girls. The show finally let in and they took their seats. Megan pulled a bottle of vodka out of her denim jacket after the pre-show ended and the curtain went up.
"Want some Katie?", she asked.
"Where did you get that?", Katherine asked in a whisper.
"My dad's liquor cabinet.", Megan chuckled at her friend's innocence "We'll mix it with our Cokes so it doesn't taste as bad and by the time the movie's over, we'll be sober.", Megan discretely poured some into her friend's Coca Cola and Katie mixed it in with her straw. By the end of the Time Warp, Katie was intoxicated.
"I'm going out for some air and a cigarette.", she slurred to her roommate. Megan didn't notice as she got up and walked outside, but the guy who had been watching them did. He went out a minute later. He watched as Katie went around to the side alley and threw up.
"You okay, Miss?"
"Uggggh! I've been better. Musta been somethin' I ate.", she slurred.
"Or something you drank.", he smiled. The girl looked up at him blearily. She tried to get up but her balance wasn't up to the task. The man grabbed her, helped her up, and extended his hand
"I'm Frank.", he introduced himself.
"Katie.", she said, wobbling on her feet.
"How much have you had to drink?"
"Are you a cop?", Katie asked, tilting her head sideways and deciding it was a bad idea.
"No, I'm no cop. I work in construction. Why don't you sit down before you fall down?", he said, putting his hand on the young woman's arm and guiding her over to where his car was parked just down the deserted street. He opened the back seat and guided Katie inside. He slid in beside her. Katie was finished vomiting, but the alcohol hadn't left her system. She felt him put his arm around her shoulders and thought nothing of it. It also didn't register that something was going on when he gently pulled her arms behind her back and held them there while he stroked her hair. Katie's head tilted back and her eyes closed.
"Mmmmm., That feels nice.", she murmured on the verge of passing out. Frank pulled out a pair of handcuffs. The ratcheting sound of the restraints didn't register to Katie even as he locked them firmly around her wrists.
"Whatcha doin'?", the college girl sing-songed. He quickly maneuvered a scarf into her mouth and tied it behind her head. What was going on? The alcohol in her system prevented her from putting everything together.
"It's called kidnapping.", he said as he pushed the trunk button on the remote. She was scared now.
"Urrmmm?...MMUGHMMFFF!!", she whimpered in terror, as he got out of the car. He looked up and down the street. There were headlights coming a few blocks away, but he saw the light at the intersection turn red and stop the car . He dragged Katie out of the car, opened the trunk lid, stuffed the hapless young girl inside and tied her ankles tightly together. He tightened the handcuffs around her wrists, tied her elbows tightly enough that they touched and closed the trunk. He looked back at the traffic light in time to see the light turn green. He lit a cigarette as the car drove by. After he finished the cigarette, he went back inside, smiling inwardly at the thought of such a pretty girl helpless tied up in his trunk.
He shouted lines at the action on the screen like everyone else. Anyone who wanted to just "watch the movie" should have stayed home and rented it on DVD. He kept an eye on Megan, who was looking around anxiously for Katie. She knew Katie was quite drunk and went out for some air, but that was over an hour ago. Probably throwing up, she thought. She'll catch up with her after the movie and they'll go to the Waffle House. That'll make both of them feel better. Toward the end of the movie, Frank left before the closing credits and stepped outside for a cigarette.
Megan walked outside looking for her friend.
"You okay?", a voice asked from behind her. Megan started a bit from the unexpected question so close behind her. She turned around to the man lounging against the wall.
"Uh...yeah.", she slurred. "Just looking for my friend."
"What did she look like?", Frank asked.
"Short, petite, brown curly hair, wearing a white top, tight jeans and clogs."
"I saw her walk down that way.", he pointed in the direction of his car. "Want some help looking for her?"
"Yeah, sure. That's very nice of you, uh...?"
"The name's Frank.", he said holding his hand out.
"I'm Megan.", she said as they started walking. Frank kept to the inside of the sidewalk where the shadows were. Megan didn't see him pull the cap off of a syringe. He looked behind him. No one there. She suddenly felt a pinch on the side of her neck and almost instantly, slumped unconscious into her companion's arms. He opened the back door to his car, shoved the blonde college girl inside and started tying her wrists and elbows tightly behind her back. Pulling more rope out of his windbreaker, he bound Megan's ankles securely together and gagged her with duct tape. Two for the price of one, he thought, as he rolled the teenager into the floorboards. He got in and drove away carefully, so as not to attract attention to the stolen car. He drove through downtown Raleigh down Hillsborough Street before turning left onto Gorman Street and then right onto Western Boulevard. He merged onto Hwy US 1 South, driving the girls further away from where they should have been. He pulled off US 1 about an hour later in Southern Pines, North Carolina. He drove down a winding dirt road and up a very wooded hill. Cresting the hill, Frank drove down through even more dense woods, stopping in front of a sturdy stone farmhouse with a large barn behind it.
He pulled Megan's limp body out of the backseat, slung her over his shoulder and carried through the outside door down into the deep cellar. Coming out a few minutes later, he opened the trunk and carried Katie down into the cellar too. He carried her into a small room, little bigger than a walk-in closet, laid her on the stone floor, unshackled her wrists and tied them tightly behind her back with stout rope. He slipped her clogs off of her dainty stocking feet and locked her inside the room.
He came out in time to see Megan beginning to stir as the drug started to wear off. He watched from the shadows. Megan's eyes fluttered open, but her mind was still very foggy. She shook the cobwebs loose and wondered what happened. The last thing she remembered was looking for Katie with a good-looking guy. She tried to move and realized her wrists were locked in shackles above her head. As she squirmed, she looked down to see that her feet were a foot off the ground and her ankles were shackled together! She tried to scream but the tape over her mouth prevented all but the barest whimper from escaping. She had been kidnapped! Her eyes widened in terror as she struggled fruitlessly.
"Give it up Megan. The only way you're getting free is if I set you free"
"MMURGHMMPPHHHH!!!", the helpless girl shrieked.
"In case you're wondering, I also have your friend, Katie. If you don't do as I say, I'll kill her."
Tears welled up in Megan's eyes as she realized that come Monday morning, they would be missing. People would think they had a wild weekend and were skipping class. Tuesday or Wednesday, those same people would realize that she and Katie were really missing! Four days! Anything could happen to them in that time. She imagined her and Katie winding up on the missing persons bulletin board at Wal-mart with a number to call if anybody had seen them.
Megan squirmed as her abductor cupped her calves and ran his hands down her legs and ankles before slipping off her sandals. He took a sharp knife and held it against her throat.
"Do you want to die, Megan?", he asked. She whimpered an unmistakable 'No!'. "Then you're going to do anything I want you to, aren't you?". The frightened college girl nodded carefully for fear of cutting her throat on the knife.
"Good girl.". With that, he sliced through the sleeves of her faded denim jacket, tossing it onto the dusty floor. The thin straps of her top fell victim to the blade's edge, falling away and exposing Megan's firm young breasts and stiffening nipples.
"Have you ever been raped?", he asked. She began to cry. He unfastened her skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor. Except for her white cotton panties, Megan was completely nude! She trembled as she felt her kidnapper slip his hand inside her panties and slide a finger into her pussy! Despite herself, he was getting her wet down there! After a few minutes, he tore off her panties, admiring Megan's naked, trembling form.
"Now that's what I call a student body.", he chuckled. "A very fuckable student body!". Frank set up a video camera. He let her down, unchained her wrists and tied them behind her back, before unchaining her slender ankles. He walked her over to a heavy steel-barred cell and the mattress inside.
"Lay down and spread your legs.", he demanded. Having no choice, she did as she was told. Megan spread her thighs revealing the lips of her pussy. Her muffled sobs filled the cellar as her captor took his clothes off and climbed between her legs. He rubbed his dick up and down his victim's glistening slit and pushed forward...hard! Megan screamed and arched her back, as his cock rammed forward, ripping into her. She was getting raped! Her vagina gripped Frank's cock snugly as if it was trying to milk him for his semen. She didn't have long to wait before he groaned, shuddered and ejaculated inside Megan's pussy. He pulled out and locked Megan in a steel-barred cell, bound, gagged, and raped at eighteen years old. She rolled onto her side, crying as his semen oozed out of her.
"Don't worry little girl, Katie will get hers too. Gotta love alcohol. It makes innocent little girls even dumber.". Her left Megan to her muffled cries of despair.
