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SRU and The Gang Bangers
by
Carol Collins
Marvin Smith, known as Blade to his fellow gang members, pushed
his tousled dreadlocks back out of his eyes as he and his fellow gang
member, Alfonso Green, known as Sticks, wandered the big shopping mall
in search of more young female prey. Blade felt a stirring in his silk boxers
as he remembered the last teen girl that they had enticed into accompanying
them back to their clubhouse.
Suzy Colbert had been a fourteen year old high school girl with a
loving family. She, like many teenagers, had been impressed with the utterly
cool bad boy image when Blade had shown an interest in her the previous
Saturday night. He had bought her a soft drink at the little shop in the mall
and she had failed to notice as he had slipped a few drops from the small
bottle that he kept in his pocket, into her drink. An hour later, he led her,
stumbling and disoriented, into the gang's clubhouse.
Suzy's virginal white brassiere and panties had been striped from her
pure and delicate body before the gang had taken turns on her. She had been
deflowered, raped, anally abused and had to give each member oral sex
before the night was over. Her semi conscious body was locked in the
basement storeroom where her cries would not bring anyone's assistance.
The next day, Suzy was given her first taste of hard drugs. Three
days later, she was willingly cooperating with her captors. She was now
addicted to the euphoria that the drugs brought. Malcolm, the pimp from the
large city several hundred miles away, had arrived, paid the gang
handsomely for the young girl, loaded her into the back of his van along
with the others that he had collected and departed. Suzy would spend the rest
of her pathetic life peddling her body for the pimp's organization.
Blade and Sticks had tried to pick up several girls this evening. Even
the offer of free drugs had not enticed any quail to accompany them out to
the parking lot. After abducting six girls from the same mall over the past
few months, even the bubble headed teenage girls were becoming safety
conscious.
Blade and Sticks decided to rob some store just to prevent the night
from being a complete waste. Besides, they could use a little extra spending
money. In a remote corner of the mall, where the security guards seldom
patrolled, was a little shop with a sign above the door proclaiming to be
"Spells R Us".
"Shit! They ain't no money in there!" Sticks exclaimed when Blade
lead them to the door of the small shop. "That mo-fucker ain't got no money
to take." Blade pointed out that such places were run by eccentric old people
that didn't trust banks. They might collect thousands from the little shop.
The small bell over the door tinkled as they entered the small out of the way
store.
The old man in the bathrobe looked on them with a sense of distaste.
"Good evening Marvin and Alfonso." The two hoodlums stopped in their
tracks as they tried to figure out how the old man had known their real
names. Both young men became angry because no one was supposed to
know who they really were. Blade proved why he had his nick name as he
pulled his large knife from his back pocket and popped open the gleaming
blade.
"Give us your money, you old fart or I'll cut you!" Blade's eyes
narrowed as he moved in close to the older man. He found no fear in the old
man's face. This only infuriated Blade even more. "You hear me! We want
yo money! Now!"
The wizard spoke softly to the menacing young men, "I am afraid that
you have caught me at a bad time. I have very little cash in the store. I only
operate this shop as a hobby and never intended on making much profit. If it
is money that you desire, you will have to go elsewhere." Blade was almost
ready to stab the old man when he added, "I know that you are looking for
young females. Perhaps I can help."
The wizard picked up a small viewer from the counter and offered it
to the young man holding the knife. "Just hold it up to your eye and peer
into it. You will see a beautiful teenage girl that will be just the type that
Malcolm is wanting to purchase. I guarantee it."
The mention of Malcolm's name by the old man had evoked a
response of fury. His hand leapt forward, driving the blade into the wizard's
mid-section. Blade smiled as he twisted the knife before withdrawing it. The
old man fell back against the wall but did not fall to the floor. Sticks
plundered the cash register for the fourteen dollars and eighty-seven cents
that it contained.
Blade bent forward to gloatingly look into the eyes of his latest
victim. What he saw scared him. His voice almost cracked as he called to his
fellow gang member, "Sticks, take yo gun and blow this old fart away!"
Sticks pulled his new nine millimeter automatic from his shoulder
holster and pumped six shots into the old man. The elderly man finally
settled to the floor. Sticks picked up the small viewer as a souvenir before
the two hoods made a hasty retreat from the Spells R Us store.
A passer by, having heard gun shots and seeing two suspicious men
fleeing out the mall side exit, rushed into the small store to see if anyone
needed help. He found an old man dressed in a bath robe slowly getting up
from the floor and closing the drawer of the cash register. When he asked if
the old man was injured, the response was, "No. I thank you for being so
concerned though. If you ever need any spells, magic potions, or anything
else, Steve, just ask and it will be free to you." Then, the old man shook his
rob and six semi-jacketed hollow point slugs fell onto the floor as Steve tried
to understand how the man had known his name.
*********************
Blade and Sticks arrived at the empty clubhouse an hour and a half
before the meeting with Malcolm was supposed to take place. Malcolm
would not be happy that they had not found him any new girls. The other
gang members would protect them though. Malcolm might get mad, but there
were eight of them and only one of him.
While they were sitting on a stolen sofa and sipping on a couple of
frosty cans of beer, Sticks remembered the viewer that he had stolen from
the old man. He pulled it out of his pocket and held it up to his eye. A vision
of feminine beauty beyond his wildest imaginings awaited his disbelieving
stare. The girl in the viewer was a blonde with large blue eyes, round bare
breasts that defied gravity, a narrow waist, curved hips, a bubble butt, long
shapely legs and tiny feet and hands. Sticks felt his penis rising as he
continued to look at the girl's image in the viewer.
Blade jerked the viewer out of his friend's hand and held it up to his
own eye. Now, it was his turn to be amazed at the beauty of the redheaded
teenage girl with the huge breasts and enormous pink nipples in the viewer.
Her body was perfect and Blade's penis began to rise as his eye was held in
an unblinking trance like gaze for the next few minutes.
Sticks scream of agony caused Blade to look away from the viewer.
Sticks was writhing on the floor as he clutched at his groin. His screams
went up an octave as his body began to shift and change. Blade began to
back up even as his testes felt as if some one had kicked him between his
legs. He doubled over as he screamed. The viewer slipped from his hand
and slid under the edge of the sofa. Fifteen minutes later, the other six gang
members arrived. They were very surprised to find a pair of teenage girls in
the clubhouse. The redhead was babbling about Blade and the blonde was
screaming out Sticks' name as they were brutally raped, vaginally as well as
anally and orally. A few torturous hours later, they were given their first
injections of the drug that would be their master during their years of
slavery.
While the gang was sitting around, drinking cold beer and waiting for
Malcolm to arrive and pick up the two teenage girls, one of them found the
viewer lying on the floor.
*******************
Malcolm did not know what to think about the gang that had been
selling him girls. He had showed up a few hours late to pick up his shipment
and all he found were eight beautiful bitches. Two were already broken in
and under the influence of drugs. The rest were mumbling something about
being guys. He had to administer drugs to them himself.
As he loaded the last of the pretty teenage girls into his van, he
wondered what had happened to the gang members that he was supposed to
give the money to. He guessed he could pay them when he saw them.
As the van drove away, the small viewer sat on the arm of the sofa.
Far, far away, a wizard was chuckling.
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