have this thing for cheerleaders. I can't keep my hands off them. It's those uniforms. Why do parents let their kids go out dressed like that, when perverts like me are drooling at the chance to get our hands all over their precious daughters? Not only that, most NORMAL guys like to get on the Internet and download pictures of girls dressed up like cheerleaders. Basically, if people had any sense at all, they'd think before they let their kids dress like jailbait. At some schools, the cheerleaders are slutty. At others they're preppy virgins. I never used to get any of the cheerleaders when I was in high school. They were too stuck-up. Now I have a shitty job at a supermarket. I get plenty of ass, but not from stuck-up bitches like the cheerleaders at the local high school.

My friend Lou from the meat department and I had the same Friday off and we decided beforehand that we had to do something special. For us, something special means tying some poor girl up and raping her.

I brought my special backpack along with all the tools we'd need for the job. It was about 5 in the afternoon and Lou and I had been waiting behind the high school for almost an hour. There was a shortcut through the woods. We had our camoflage gear on so that the kiddies couldn't see us and we were hiding by the side of the trail. It was a beautiful October day, the perfect temperature for the brats to take the shortcut their parents had warned them about. When I was a kid my mom told me not to go through this way. Some kid got kidnapped here once. That was almost fifty years ago, but now kids use the trail to drink and do drugs, so it's still considered dangerous. There are a lot of side trails too, making it the perfect place to drag some dumb bitch.

Today there was a pep rally or something. All these kids came through in a big group at about three-thirty. After that, they walked through in dribs and drabs, a few cute girls, but always escorted by two or three guys. The lone walkers were all boys.  Lou was getting bored. He knew enough not to talk to me, but he was fidgeting and shifting in the brush where he was crouched. I'd give it another forty-five minutes, then we'd move on. I was about to tell him this when I saw her coming through.

Cheerleader, about 5'1", blonde hair, thin, dressed in the school colors, maroon and gold, wearing a sweater with the word "RAMS" on it, a short skirt, and tennis shoes. Most important, she was by herself. I thought that Lou was going to have a seizure, the way he was shaking around and making noise in the bushes. I hissed at him and he calmed down. She was walking down the dirt path, crunching dry leaves and sticks.

Just then, she looked up. She must have heard one of us, but then she decided it was just a squirrel snapping a branch or something and continued right by us. I reached out from behind her and wrapped my arms around her, pinning her arms to her body. I'm strong, about 5'9" and 220, a real solid dude. I started hauling her off the trail. The broad was kicking and fighting violently. Lou circled around to the front of her, ready to pounce. She wasn't very big, but she was in good shape. I could barely hold on to her. And I knew that if she broke free, she could probably outrun both of us. Lou's a tall kid in with a thin mustache, dark brown hair and a lanky wiry frame. He's about 6'3. He grabbed one of the girl's ankles and tried to snatch up her other foot while dodging her kicks.

"Hold still, bitch!" he cried out. I could feel her heart pounding in my arms. She gave Lou a long cold stare. I twisted her down to the forest floor and crawled on top of her, trying to wrestle her onto her back.

"You dumb whore," I said, "I always wanted to fuck a cheerleader." Fortunately, I was a lot bigger than her, even though I didn't get as much exercise and I kept her pinned to the ground while I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my fly. This must have unnerved her, because she tensed up and pinched her legs together. "They're not going to find you out here when we're done with you," I told her.

I grabbed the girl's smooth teenage legs behind her knees and pulled, using my legs to wedge between them and force them open. I reached up and pinned her shoulders to the dirt.

"You better let me go, or you'll be sorry," she told me seriously.

Just then I saw my buddy Lou just standing nearby with his pants around his ankles and his cock out, playing with himself.

"Lou," I said calmly, "Keep your pants on and give me the tape." Lou reaches into the backpack and got out a roll of duct tape. I slapped the whore in the face.

"You shut up." Tears welled up in her eyes. "What's your name, cutie?" I asked her. "You ever been fucked before?"

"No-one's ever touched me before, and you'd better not try either."

"Oooh!" I chuckled. A fightsy one. "Why not? What are you you going to do? What grade are you in anyway?"

"If you let me go now, I promise not to tell anyone about this." Now she was bargaining.

"Dead little girls don't talk anyways. Just enjoy it."

"I'm only in 10th grade," she said, "You can't do this!!"

"At least you're going to get fucked twice really good before we kill you. What's your name, sweetheart?"

"Please, I haven't even let my boyfriend do it."

"You're about to make two new boyfriends." I slapped her again. "What the fuck is your name?"

"If I tell you my name will you consider letting me go?" she said

"Come on, dude." Lou said, looking around nervously, "Stop talking, let's hurry this up."

"Yeah, sure," I said to her, ignoring Lou, "How about this, if you don't tell me your whole name, I'm going to strangle you now and fuck you later." I put my hand around her throat and gave it a squeeze.

She started to sob, "...MMMMarilyn" she wept.

"Marilyn what??"

"Marilyn LaMonica"

I made my voice a little less harsh. "You want me to let you go home now, Marilyn?"

"Oh yes, please! I promise not to tell anyone."

My hard cock was pressing against her crotch as I held her there.

"Too bad, bitch." I slammed Marilyn's pretty head into the ground, hard. I did it again and again, until I could tell that she was dazed. Her body was thin, like a toy. She was shaking and scared.

I flipped her onto her stomach and taped her hands together at the wrists tightly. She didn't struggle, her mind must have still been a little dazed and cloudly from the blows. Then I turned her back. One of my hands squeezed tightly around her upper arm, the other one was searching up her skirt. Lou was rubbing his dick again.

She started coming out of her daze and glanced at the hand that was cruelly gripped around her arm. She was wearing little panties under her skirt. I grabbed them and ripped them off. I tossed them to Lou. He smelled them and tossed them aside. I fumbled with my belt and jeans, trying to get them partway off and still hold her down. The bitch was kicking her legs while I was busy with my pants. My cock was protuding from the hole in my boxer shorts. I grabbed her left leg and pulled her towards me so that she was straddling me. She kept kicking out at me with her other leg, so I put my right hand around her throat and squeezed, and collapsed on top of her. I let go of her leg and pulled her skirt all the way up.

Eyes wide and fearful, she stared at my cock, while my hand searched for her hole.

"Lou, you think she's really a virgin?"

"Find out," he said.

She looked really frightened when I said that. I pushed my finger up inside of her and found out that she was indeed a virgin. She cried out at the invasion of my finger.

"Easy, bitch, this will feel good. Big Marky is gonna pop you." I said.

"No it won't, no it won't" Marilyn sobbed. Lou laughed and I pulled her thighs wide apart. I put the head of my cock at her slit. She was struggling as hard as she could. My cock slipped out. I tried to worm it back inside, fighting with the cheerleader, squeezing her throat. I managed to get the head inside. She was still struggling, trying to keep this from happening.

"Ready, whore?" I was a little out of breath from the exertion.

I rammed my full weight forwards and drove inside of her, popping her cherry.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" Marilyn screamed in pain. Her face grimaced. I kissed her pretty contorted lips and started fucking her, my cock impaling her fifteen year old cunt, rubbing in and out. She couldn't stop crying. I bet her young pussy felt like it was on fire.

But i ignored her struggles and protests and kept fucking her like there was no tomorrow, slamming into her never-before touched cunt. I pulled her maroon sweater with the words "RAMS" emblazoned in gold up over her chest.

She was wriggling and writhing to get her sweater back down. I ripped her bra off, lifting her body a few inches off the ground in the process. She slammed back down as the bra tore off of her.

"Nice tits." Lou whistled

I watched as her cheeks reddened. I pinched her nipples, squeezing her ample breasts. Her fighting and yelling was driving me crazy. I was fucking you so hard, I knew that the dirt and sticks on the ground must have been cutting into her ass and back. I wanted to make her feel as if my big cock was going all the way through to the back of her body. I bet she never knew so much meat could fit in there. Suddenly, I went still. Marilyn's eyes widened, probably hoping that it was over. My throbbing prick shot wad after wad of cum into her fuckhole.

"Oh my God," she wept.

"I'm going to get you pregnant." I pulled out of her, a long sticky strand of cum and blood still stuck to her thigh. "I think you're going to have my baby."

"My father will kill you," Marilyn said.

"Whatever, 'ho" Lou and I turned her over, and lifted the girl a little bit, so that she was kneeling and her face was in the dirt. She tried to pick her face up a little.

"What are you going to do to me? Isn't it over yet? I want my parents." she said. I pulled up her arms like a lever. Her sweater bunched around her shoulders. Her body was racked with sobs.

"It's Lou's turn," Lou said, referring to himself in the third person, a devilish tone to his voice. I gave big Lou a hand by grinding Marilyn's face into the dirt. I watched as he positioned himself behind her. His pants and shoes were off and lying on the trail.

Lou's cock slipped easily into her wet pussy. The cheerleader jerked forward at his intrusion. I held her arms up and back as far as they went. Lou reached forward and mauled her tits as he nailed her doggystyle. He used his hands to pull her thighs a little farther apart. She was crying again. When you fuck them like this it's even worse, more degrading. I watched with big smirk on my face as Lou slid in and out of her. It made cool slurping sounds. I realized that I had a gob of jiz stuck to my fingers, so I wiped it onto her bare shoulders. Marilyn lifted her head up and gave me an evil glare.

Lou was fucking hard, so that her body shook with each thrust. Marilyn was screaming her head off. I grabbed the girl's hair and pulled her head up. My dick was hard again, just from watching Lou work her. I stepped out of my pants and boxers and positioned the whore so that she was staring right at my meat. Meanwhile Lou kept fucking her from behind, ramming her hard.

"Open wide, Marilyn," I said.

"Never!!" she cried.

Lou started slapping her ass cheek while he rode her.  I just pulled her hair so hard I thought that it might come out of her scalp.

"You want to die here?" I asked, "Open up and suck it. OPEN!"

"No way. That's gross. I'm not putting that thing in my mouth."

"Do you want us to kill you when we are done. Open up or we'll murder you."

"Oh please, I just can't."

I kneed her in the face. "Open." I kneed her again. "Open it."

"Haven't you done enough to me?" Marilyn sobbed, Lou's cock sliding in and out of her.

"Oh you are going to be one sore little girl when we are done with you," I told her, "Especially if I feel any teeth." My knee hit her nose. "Open up."

"No! You can't make me do that. Go stick it in your friend's mouth," she yelled She remained defiant even though Lou was fucking her from behind. I watched his wiry hairy legs ram against her thin smooth ones and his long cock glide into her twat.

I picked up a metal baseball bat lying next to the backpack and waked to Marilyn's side. "Tell me when you want to blow me. Just say it." I swung the bat down onto her back. Then I kicked her in the ribs. Then I hit her again in the lower back, really hard.

She screamed in pain and collapsed.

"Watch it, man," Lou said. "You almost hit me."

"Shut the hell up and fuck her. I know what I'm doing."

"Just say it," I muttered as she passed out and her head drooped down. Lou didn't care, he kept right on railing her.

I got out my lighter and walked over to her. I burned her under her arm. Nothing. Then I held it up to her stomach. Not enough to blister, just to hurt like hell.

She came awake, screaming again, so I hit her on the elbow with the bat.

"Please, Mister," she said, panting, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Lou had a grin on his face.

"I want a blowjob. Then I'll stop." I grabbed her taped hands and pulled them up.

"You've already had sex with me. Why do I have to do that?" I think her shoulder joints were about to crack.

"You ready?"

"Anything but that. Please!"

I pulled harder up up and kicked her in her breast.

"I can't take it anymore," she breathed.

I kicked her in her face.

"Stop, I'll be good."

"Ok, then." I walked to the front of her and pushed my dick into her mouth. She didn't know what to do with it, though. She just held it there.

"Now suck like it's a lollipop," I instructed.

Everytime Lou rammed her forward, she got more cock into her mouth. She was probably tasting her pussy slime and my cum. I made sure that her nose stayed buried in my black wiry pubic hair.

She closed her eyes and began sucking my cock. Everytime that she tried to pull her head back so that it didn't go down her throat, Lou would hit her forward with his thrusts.

He must have come then, because she started crying and he pulled out of her. She started to gag. The little bitch was really turning me on. A few seconds later, I squirted my juice down her throat into her stomach. I pulled out of her mouth. Marilyn collapsed to the ground heaving and crying.

"Let's fuck her ass," I said. I don't know what it was, but when I raped chicks I could get it up at least three times. When I had regular sex, I could do it twice, at the most.

Lou got a knife out of the bag and cut the tape on her hands. She tried to crawl away then, but I pulled her by the arms towards a medium sized tree. She must have been in a lot of pain by then, because she felt a lot weaker.

"Come on," I said, "Be good and it won't hurt as much." I taped her hands together while they were wrapped around the tree. She was basically limp. Lou lifted her by the waist so that she was standing, a little wobbly, but bent over, with her backside in the air.

Her whole body looked like it ached. She was trembling, probably thinking about our big pricks assaulting her ass. I poured some cooking oil down her ass crack and worked it into the little pink flower that was her asshole, then rubbed a little onto my stiff cock. I put my hands around her little girly hips and my cock at her back door.

"Please, Mister," she said, "I hurt so bad."

My big thick hairy legs pressed against the backs of Marilyn's

"Don't hurt me anymore!" she screamed

I paused, "How do you think I felt when you didn't want to blow me?"

"I'm sorry," she said, "But I just want to go home. Please can't I go now? I hurt. I want my mom."

I laughed at her stupid words. I pushed my dick into the cheerleader's anus, a little greasy bit at a time.  She began crying out, to no avail. I went in a little bit farther, until it was all the way inside. I felt like I was ripping her ass. I probably was. Her rectum had to expand a lot to fit around my cock.

"Jeez, that's tight," I said. I pulled back and started to work it in and out, back and forth with no regard for how it felt to Marilyn. I squeezed her hips with my hands, my fingers pressing into her soft stomach trying to hold the squirming teenager still.

"It hurts so much," Marilyn whimpered.

I bet it did hurt. I wanted to make her feel pain. White searing hot pain. I got my kicks fucking girls in very uncomfortable places. She feebly lifted up one of her legs and tried to kick me of of her. It didn't faze me at all. It felt great to be buried in her young virgin ass. Suddenly I pulled out and walked to the front. A few quick strokes later, I erupted onto her face. I shot pretty far, considering it was load number 3. The white goo splashed against her eyes and dripped down the tip of her nose and ran down to her lips . Marilyn sobbed hard at the indignation.

"Lou, you want a turn fucking this little whore in her ass?"

"No! Leave me alone now!" she wept.

"No, I feel like something else." He picked up the baseball bat and poured the cooking oil onto it. I could see her relaxing a little. She probably thought that it was over.

"Yeah, see how much you can fit up that snotty little bitch's pussy."

Marilyn tried desperately to turn her head. "What?!"

Lou pressed the cold metal into her cunt.

"What are you doing?" she asked, "I thought you were done with me!"

Lou pushed the baseball bat forwards. I stepped to her side, reached over and pulled her cheeks really wide apart to give Lou some help.

"Spread your legs apart," I said, "It won't hurt as much,"

"I'll never help you!" she said, despair in her voice.

"Oh well, you're lucky it's a pretty thin bat," I said. Inch after inch, Lou worked it into her.

"It's cold," Marilyn whimpered, "Too big, it hurts, it hurts!" Her tears dropped onto the forest floor. I let go of her ass cheeks and reached down to cup her pussy and rub her clitty. I never really gave it a good feel before. Now it was all slimy, but I noticed how soft and silky her pubic hair felt, even though it was matted with our cum. I wondered how much of the bad would fit into her. Quite a bit, it turned out. We left the handle sticking out of her and started looking through her school books.

"You don't go anywheres," I told her.

"Put those down. They're mine!" she yelled childishly.

The bat moved with each word. She moaned and tried to stay still to avoid more pain. Lou and I dumped the books out and returned to Marilyn. Lou wiggled the bat around a little. This was getting boring. He pulled the bat out. We snickered at the sloppy slurping noise it made.

"Oww!" Marilyn cried out.

"First inning," I said, "You're up. Here's the pitch." Lou swung the bat against her ass.

"AAAAAAAAgh!" Marilyn screamed. Then Lou brought the bat up hard between her legs. I took my leather belt and swung it down against her back. She cried out again. A welt was starting.

"You dumb cheerleaders get what you fucking deserve," I said, whipping her in the back of her legs. Lou cracked her in the knee with the bat.

"What did we ever to you?" she whispered through her pain, "Why do you hate cheerleaders?" I slapped the belt down on the back of her neck, against her sweaty hair that was plastered there.

"They're such teases in those little skirts," I replied. We beat the girl until *we* were tired. She was not conscious at this point, just slumped over, with her arms still hooked around the tree. I untaped her and let her collapse in a heap, practically more dead than alive. Until now, I thought, her life had been full of privilege, basically getting whatever she wanted from her parents, siblings, and schoolmates. I had to introduce her to reality, in the form of two strange men ruining her perfect little life.

It was practically dark by now. I picked her up and slung her over my shoulder. She didn't weigh much and I had no trouble carrying her back to school grounds. On the way, she stirred a little and came to.

"Are you letting me go, Mister?" she asked.

Lou and I ignored her and flopped her down on the ground. We worked to hogtie her with the thin rope that we brought, so that she was on her stomach, her limbs bowed up. I put some tape over her mouth.

We were at the side of the school, by one of the entrances. Marilyn stank, and she was covered in cum.  She looked dazed.

"I'm keeping your panties as a little trophy. I guess Lou here is gonna keep your bra," I told her, "Nod if that's OK."

She sort of nodded at this point.

"Don't worry about it, they're the least of your problems."

I pushed the bat far enough up her cunt so that she couldn't wiggle it out of her overnight.

"Have fun in homeroom," I laughed. We left her there, fucked, tied up, completely helpless, with a bat in her critch. Her eyes implored us for mercy, but we had none.

The next morning some kids found her on the way to school. The headlines in the local paper read, "High School Cheerleader found Raped, Sodomized" subtitled, "Safety of School Grounds questioned." I just laughed and laughed.

The End