Cheerleader in Hell/Chapter 5 - Kidnapped

It was Friday night and Manuel forwarded Riley's details to the club in a coded message expecting that, once the club got Riley's details, some other gang would nab Riley (and the reward). But the following day was Manuel and the gang's lucky day: it was Riley's birthday and she wanted to party hard. Riley had agreed with her mean girl friends that they would book a table at their favorite night club and she would bring the molly. So Saturday afternoon Riley made her way to Hobo City hoping to find the Porky Pigs.

The Porky Bros weren't in Hobo City at that time of day but Riley was known to be a person of interest and they got alerted as soon as Riley approached Hobo City. The Porky Pigs were nearby enjoying a beer. When they saw Riley had been spotted they couldn't be seen for dust and arrived at the central arena before Riley who had gotten a bit lost on the way.

When they spotted her they walked up to her with the smiles of guys who expected to be sharing $10,000 for one hour's work. They greeted her like a long lost cousin, "Hello princess. What a sight for sore eyes you are to a couple of old dogs like us. What can we do for you?"

"I'd like like twelve mollies. How much is that?"

"If you do us a favor it's free for you darling. You can pay us another time."

Riley was a bit worried about that favor. "What favor? I don't mind, like paying. I've got the cash."

"Your money is no good here princess. The favor is really a small one. A very rich man we know would like a date with you."

Riley guessed it must be someone who saw the porn video. She was quite proud of her performance so she was both a little embarrassed and a little flattered. Certainly her interest was piqued. She put forward her next biggest worry asking, "How old is he?"

"He's not old. Younger than me. I think late 30s? Let me show you his profile."

The Piggy got his phone out and opened the Hole Club's fake dating app. He did a search and showed a very slick looking profile on the "dating app". The fake profile was for a man called Max Goldberg. It showed a good looking business dude with some cool sounding job, with photos of him with sports cars and in luxurious properties. A real babe magnet designed to hook any girl or woman.

Riley's face lit up and she agreed, "He looks nice."

The Porky said, "He just wants to have lunch tomorrow. Or coffee. Or drinks. Whatever you want. He just wants to meet you and see if you're compatible." Riley agreed. "Give me your phone and I'll hook you up." She unlocked her phone and handed it to the Porky. He installed the Hole Club's fake dating app, creating a new account in the name "Riley", occupation "Actress" and friended the fake profile. In addition to enabling the gang to communicate with Riley as "Max Goldberg", the app would now provide Manuel's gang with Riley's location in real time. The fish was on the hook.

"How many mollies was it you wanted?"

Riley's original plan for her birthday celebration in the night club was to get totally wasted and forget about Brian but now Brian had been completely eclipsed by her new love interest Max. That evening Riley was in a great mood and showed her friends the guy she had "met" on her new dating app. They were, like, so jealous. Before Riley had gone out with her friends Max had chatted with her on the app and arranged to meet the following day for a cocktail in a very expensive, up market cocktail bar in the smartest street in town. So Riley stayed sober and only had one molly and one drink all night. What a Happy Birthday she had.

The date was for 5pm in a smart cocktail bar followed by a meal in some restaurant, but Max hadn't said which restaurant yet. Riley had spent most of the afternoon in a stylist's and a hairdresser's just up the road. Her hair and face had been made up very professionally and she was happy that she looked her usual slutty self in the same blue cocktail dress she had started off wearing in her porn movie. She hoped Max would recognize it. When Riley arrived at the cocktail bar it had just gone 5pm and it had only just opened. It was empty apart from waiters and waitresses in black and white uniforms. At the entrance a waitress asked her, "Are you meeting Mr. Goldberg?"

"Yes," she said.

The waitress smiled and said, "We're expecting you madam. I'll show you to your table." Riley smiled and almost laughed out loud: she was only 13 and had never been called "madam" before. She sat at a table in the front window with a good view of the street and was given a menu. "It's all paid for by Mr. Goldberg so you can order what you like for free." Riley ordered a Strawberry Daiquiri. When her drink arrived she got a message from Max on her phone saying, "Hi Riley, I'm on my way to the bar but I'm running late. I'll keep you posted." Riley sipped her drink and re-read Max's profile for the 100th time. After a while the warming alcohol, soft lighting and calming soft background lounge music made Riley relax. She finished her drink and looked at her favorite picture of Max in a swimming costume on a yacht. She felt a twinge between her legs. She sat up straight and crossed her legs and tried to stop thinking about sex. She didn't want to stain her white panties so early in the evening.

Manuel was able to time his messages perfectly because we was watching her though the tinted windows of a black SUV from across the street. Just after she finished her drink she received another message from Max, "I'm not going to make it to the bar now. The restaurant is closer to me so I'll send a car and we'll meet there. Ok?" Riley replied that it was ok. The SUV drove off round the block and when it was out of sight Manuel got out and headed off to the rendezvous point on foot. Two minutes later the shiny new SUV with tinted windows pulled up outside the bar in one of the reserved parking spaces. A large man all in black wearing tinted aviator glasses got out, entered the bar and went up to Riley's table.

"Are you Riley?" he asked, though he knew exactly who she was.

"Yes," she replied.

"Mr. Goldberg sent me to pick you up."

Riley got up and he led the way to the car and opened the door for her. She climbed into the back of the giant SUV and they started driving. Riley felt very relaxed and, as she lay in the comfortable seat in the back of the SUV, she suddenly felt very tired and within five minutes was fast asleep. When the driver saw she was asleep he went round the block and back to the street of the cocktail bar. He pulled into an alley and stopped. A young man in a hoodie got into the back of the car and took Riley's phone out of her purse and put it in his pocket. He quickly searched her purse and body and said to the driver, "Clean." He got out of the car, put up his hoodie and headed for the ocean on foot to dispose of Riley's phone.

Riley's drink had been spiked and she would sleep for at least three hours; plenty of time to get her to the club. From the alley the driver went to the appointed spot and picked up Manuel and Leroy. Manuel gave the driver back his government tracking device (phone) and they made their way to a warehouse near the Hole Club. There they handed Riley over to the Hole club bouncers in exchange for a bag of cash and drove off. The warehouse was owned by the club and contained almost nothing but steps down to the tunnels under the city. Riley was carried through a series of locked tunnels and into the club at level -5 and placed in one of the club's dungeons.