The Garage
Copyright© 2026 by Techman1952
Chapter 4
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - It was an old garage, detached and behind an equally old house on an ally in the older part of a Texas Town. George Wilke, who owned the property noticed that someone had used an old mattress he had stored there. Next to the mattress were two used condoms. What he discovered led him to uncover a family involved in sex trafficking. It changed the course of his life! Of course to find out what that means you’ll have to read the story!
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Fa/ft NonConsensual Rape BiSexual Fiction Incest Mother Sister Daughter Niece Aunt Sadistic Snuff Torture Gang Bang Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Small Breasts 2nd POV
The Rescue and Justice
They pulled up to the gate to the field and Deek flashed his credentials at the guard and explained that two buses were coming in behind them. In fact the buses pulled up as he was telling the guard. They drove to the hanger the guard indicated the plane would be parking.
Twenty minutes later the C-130 Hercules landed and taxied up to the designated hanger and parked. The rear door lowered and the five platoons of SEAL team Four walked out into the Texas sunlight. They all knew Deek, and had heard the legends of George Wilke. Their equipment was loaded on the U Haul and they boarded the bus. George led them to the VFW post that he had rented for the day.
George asked the eighty SEALs to sit as he presented the mission briefing. He had ordered an 84” LCD screen and had Best Buy deliver it to the post, he planned on donating it to the VFW post after today. He hooked up his laptop to it and turned everything on. He fed the five addresses into Google Maps and displayed each one in turn; he started with the two whorehouses.
“Gentlemen, our mission is to permanently shut down the operations of the Pierce Family. They have five locations that must all be hit simultaneously. This first location is a three story building that used to be a small hotel. It is now a whorehouse run by Margo Pierce, a twenty five year old twin. Her whores are girls between the ages of fourteen and eighteen. These girls have been bought, kidnapped, stolen, or sold by parents. This is their next to last stop! They service between ten and twenty men every day. When the customers start complaining about the whore being too loose, she gets to star in a snuff film and her body is fed to these hogs.” George showed the short video of the last girl being fed alive to the hogs. The men were getting really pissed! Almost all of them almost threw up their breakfasts. “Other methods are getting fucked to death by up to a hundred men, impalement, whipping them to death, and by torture! This is the other whorehouse, it’s run by the other twin, Morgan Pierce. It also has twenty or so girls that get about the same number of customers per day. These are the parents, Brenda and Jeffrey Pierce, they are the first stop the girls take. Here they are first filmed, confirming they are virgins, then as they lose all three of their virginities. Both Brenda and Jeffrey fuck and suck every girl and usually are the ones to take their virginity. Brenda often uses a strap on and they double fuck the girl together. Then the girls are filmed in a gang bang as the security team of up to twenty men and two women take them over and over. The fourth place is this warehouse, this is where the girls are first processed, the truck or van drives inside and the girls are stripped then examined by a doctor. They usually spend between one and five nights here depending upon how many girls are in the shipment.”
Deek continued the briefing by making assignments,
“Platoon one, you, along with Master Chief Wilke and myself, will take the Pierce residence. Our goal in all of the attacks is to rescue the girls without a single loss of life or blood spilled by a single girl! There are to be no prisoners, let me repeat that, there are to be no prisoners! Anyone that will treat girls like these girls are treated need to die! If any of you cannot in good conscience do what needs to be done, you may be excused now! Anyone?” No one asked to be excused! “Each team will be provided with robes for the girls to put on, if clothes are not available. All cameras and storage media need to be collected, all computers are to be confiscated, look for passwords in and around the area of the computers. The girls will be transported to a warehouse that has been equipped and furnished to house one hundred girls. Here they will be interviewed and processed in order to get them home or to a safe place for them to live and get an education.”
Platoon two you take Margo’s whorehouse! Once again all security personnel get dead, rescue all the girls! Get computers, cameras, and storage media. Look for passwords so we can get customer lists. There shouldn’t be any customers in the building at the time of the attack, but if there are, they get dead too! If they give a good argument for not dying you may consider sparing them, if their story is true we will decide what to do with them later!”
“Platoon Three you take Morgan’s whorehouse, do the same thing!”
“Platoon four you take the warehouse! Make sure you get the passwords for the computers, you might think about capturing whoever is in charge to make sure you get them. Just remember what they have been doing if you need motivation to do whatever is required to shut them down permanently!”
“Platoon five, you guys have a tough job! You not only need to save any girls at the pig farm, and kill all of the guards and any other people you find there! Put you also need to kill all of those fucking pigs! Then get one hundred samples of their shit so we can get DNA to determine how many girls have been fed to those monsters! We may have to cut the pigs open to extract the contents of the stomach and intestines too!”
“We’ll have two more buses available for the girls and I bought a large dump truck for the bodies, there’s a mine in New Mexico waiting for them!”
George ordered one hundred pink robes and one hundred black body bags from Amazon with delivery the next day. He also bought one hundred, eighty pound bags of Redi-mix concrete from a building supply company. They loaded them in the back of the dump truck using a forklift. Placing everything on top of three layers of 10 mil plastic sheeting used as a moisture barrier in concrete slabs. On top of the plastic sheets he placed half inch wafer boards to protect against tearing. He bought four 2” X 12” X 10’ #2 yellow pine boards, he would use them to back the truck up to the mine shaft to keep from leaving tire tracks.
After doing some measuring, George discovered that the truck bed was too short from the back of the wheels to the end of the bed. He needed two more feet in order to dump his cargo into the mineshaft.
He took the truck to a welder he knew and had him change the configuration of the tailgate. Rather than having the hinge at the top, he had him change it so that it was like a pickup truck with the hinges at the bottom. He had him weld some heavy duty chain with threaded quick links to act as a brace so the tailgate was an extension of the bed. But then they discovered that the tailgate weighed too much for George to lift back into place. So he bought a winch with a remote and mounted it at the front of the bed and welded a piece of iron channel across the bed’s sides with a cable roller on it in the middle so that the tailgate could be lifted back into the latches.
They used black spray paint on the primed metal. The robes and body bags had arrived, they were put in the back of the dump truck. Late in the afternoon everything was ready!
At two o’clock the next morning George and Sarah drove the dump truck to the hotel the men were staying at. The buses arrived on time and they began loading everyone up. Then George’s phone rang,
“This is George!”
“George, this is the President of the United States!”
George held up his hand for silence and assumed the rigid posture of a man at attention.
“Mr. President, it is an honor to speak with you! May I place the phone on speaker so that everyone can all hear you, sir?”
“Sure George, that’s an excellent idea!”
“Everyone is listening now, sir!”
“Admiral Pendleton called me and explained what you are doing this morning and why he authorized you to do it! I agree with him! You are rescuing those girls and ridding our world of the absolute lowest scum on the face of it! This is just the start of it, Admiral Pendleton told me that there are several more gangs that are involved in this heinous criminal activity! We are going to form a special squad and take them down, all of them! We will prosecute the men who were customers of this and the other organizations! So gather the information and know that I am behind you one hundred percent! Good luck and God speed! Carry on!”
The phone went dead and everyone looked at each other, any doubts they had about the legality of the morning’s operation vanished! All the bus drivers had heard what the President of the United States of America had said. They too had been talking among themselves about what these obviously military personnel were doing. The robes and body bags were divided and placed in the bus storage areas underneath the passenger seats. Everyone grabbed their gear and put everything on. The four buses were loaded with the different destinations, one bus held two platoons because their targets were close to one another. The bus going to the farm was the first to leave, it had the farthest to go. Thirty minutes later the other buses left to go to their targets. They parked a couple of blocks from their goals. They coordinated the attacks by using cellphones. When everyone was ready they attacked their objectives at exactly the same time. Everyone was using the latest generation of night vision eyewear, all the weapons had silencers.
George and Sarah were kitted out like everyone else but they flew the drone and by using the infrared camera they passed the location of the security personnel to the Lieutenant in charge of the platoon. They peeked in windows and found adults asleep in beds in most of the twenty bedrooms, they were all occupied by an adult and a smaller person, presumably a girl. The SEALs led the way as they entered the walls of the Prentice estate. The security guards in the monitoring room in one of the car bays were the first to die. Then they split as one squad went upstairs over the garage and took out the men there. There weren’t any girls there.
The other squad and Sarah and George entered the house and split into four two man teams and a three man team with the Lieutenant going with George and Sarah. They looked for and found the door that went into the basement. The basement was decorated as a medieval torture chamber, even having gas sconces burning on the stone walls. There were three security guards down here but all three were asleep. They were supposed to be guarding the two cages that held a total of seven girls. The reason they were asleep was probably due to the three freshly fucked girls who were held in pillories on their knees, cum was dripping from their pussies.
George walked around the pillories and knelt down, the girls saw his combat boots and looked up, they were younger than he had first thought, they were probably young fourteen year olds. All three were Hispanic.
“Do you speak English?” George asked.
“I do, mister!” One replied, “The other two do not!”
“We are going to release you from the stocks, but you must stay down here until we bring you some robes after we finish cleaning up this house! Would you tell that to the other girls, please?”
“Yes, this I will do!”
“Nos van a liberar de las existencias y jaulas, ¡pero debemos quedarnos aquí abajo hasta que te traigamos algunas batas después de que terminemos de limpiar esta casa! ¿Podrías decirle eso a las otras chicas, por favor?” She told them.
Sarah and the Lieutenant started to release the girls, but the three sleeping men woke up and grabbed for their guns that no one had found or even thought to look for. As the three fumbled around and were bringing them up to fire at the intruders three muted pops sounded at almost the same instant and holes appeared in the foreheads of the three security guards’ foreheads.
Those were the hardest of the entire night. The rest of the sorry bastards in the house weren’t going to get a chance to defend themselves. They would all hopefully die suddenly in their sleep!
Upstairs they swept the rest of the downstairs rooms, carefully, silently covering one another as they entered each doorway. They were all clear. They went up the back stairs to the second floor. One room at a time they opened the doors, slowly going into the room on the right hand side first. Inside were two queen size beds, each occupied by a man and a girl. The girls were handcuffed to an eyelet bolted to the headboard. They were all asleep!
There really wasn’t a choice, they knew that there were people in positions in law enforcement that were part of this, they didn’t know who! They hoped that the computers they were going to recover would expose them, names and hopefully amounts of bribes, videos of their complicity in the Pierce crimes. No one relished the idea of summarily executing these men, but they were going to!
The Lieutenant and Sarah fired at the men’s heads then covered their heads up with a pillow. They let the girls sleep for now.
They went across the hall and entered that room, like the first there were two queen size beds that were each occupied by a man and a young girl. Like before the girl was naked and handcuffed to an eyelet in the headboard. Both men died in the same way!
Altogether there were eight more bedrooms, similar to the first two bedrooms the only real difference was two of the rooms had their own private bathrooms, and were a little bigger. The others had “Hollywood” bathrooms, shared by two bedrooms. But they all had two queen size beds, two men and two young girls. Most of the girls were Hispanic, but there were a couple of black girls and four Asian girls, probably Chinese.
They killed all the men and two women. They covered them up and left the girls to sleep still handcuffed.
All that was left was the master bedroom. They went inside, Jeffrey and Brenda were asleep in a king size bed, they each had a girl next to them, both girls were handcuffed to an eyelet bolted to the headboard. But they weren’t going to get a bullet to their brains. Instead they were handcuffed to the same eyelets by removing the girl’s handcuffs and placing them on both of Pierce’s wrists. The girls woke up but a finger over Sarah’s mouth in the practically universal sign of quiet kept them quiet. They moved off and away from the bed. After everyone removed their night vision optics the Lieutenant turned on the lights. Then when the couple still didn’t wake up, George placed his silencer against Jeffrie’s temple and pressed down hard. Sarah just slapped the bitch twice just as hard as she could with an open hand.
They both woke up, surprised to be handcuffed and have three people with nasty looking silenced handguns looking at them.
“My men are going to kill you for this!” Jeffrey coldly threatened.
“They’ll have to come back from the dead to do it! And I don’t think Lucifer can do that little trick!” George told him with a chuckle.
“Go ahead and arrest us, we’ll be out before lunch today!” He said with a smirk.
“But we aren’t here to arrest you! The only reason you are alive is that we need to access your computers and need the passwords!” George told him.
Just then the sound of George’s big diesel dump truck could be heard coming into the compound. Followed by the sounds of two of the buses driving in.
“What’s that sound?” He asked.
“That’s my dump truck to gather all of the bodies of your men, and later your own bodies will join them! The other two vehicles were buses that will take the girls away so we can try and return them to their parents or find a safe place where they can grow up and get an education.” George told him.
“You’re going to kill us anyway, why should we tell you anything?”
“That’s funny, your son said the same thing, but he told me everything before he died! And I do mean everything, the two of you, his twin sisters, and your account numbers in the six banks you stashed your money in! I left you a dollar, but I imagine you have more money in new accounts, I’ll need that information too of course!”
“I’ll tell you nothing, I’m not my weak son!”
“I’ll bet you all the money you have and will even free you if you don’t tell me! I hope you try not to tell me! For those girls that you had fed to your pigs, I hope you hold out for a long time!”
George pulled back their covers and sheets, they were both naked. Both sets of legs were tied spread apart, and their free hands were tied up too. They both had pillows shoved under their asses.
George opened his backpack and took out two small devices. He showed Jeffrey the bigger of the two.
“I’ve already named this one after your son, in fact I’m going to change the speed and add a couple of sensors and call it “Don’s Nut Cracker “. It will be a unique way to open pecans, I’m going to let Amazon sell them. But you have a different kind of nut to get squeezed, Sarah is going to place one of your testicals in this cup, then once we have it plugged in this matching male shape will slowly start closing. It takes approximately four hours to close completely! These holes let what’s left of your scrotum and testical get squeezed out. You have about an hour before the device reaches your testical and the pain starts. I won’t turn it off unless you tell us everything we want to know and have verified that your information is correct!”
Sarah attached the nut cracker to his left testical and George plugged it in. It made a humming sound as the stepper motor started to very slowly turn and close the two halves together.
“I won’t tell you Jack shit! You’re going to kill us anyway!”
“Jeff, you don’t understand, once this thing starts squeezing your testical, you’ll tell us everything and beg us to kill you to stop the pain! And if you somehow are able to not tell us what we want to know, there’s always your other testical available to provide more pain! And if that doesn’t work we have this second device I made that will do the same thing to Brenda’s clit!”
George fished around in his backpack and found his Channel lock pliers, and made an adjustment to the gap he wanted.
“To speed this up a little, I’ll give you a preview of the pain you are about to start experiencing!”
George grabbed his right testical with the jaws of the pliers and squeezed for just a second. Jeff screamed for several minutes, the pain didn’t lessen after the jaws let up! When he could speak Jeffrey began begging,
“Turn it off, I’ll tell you everything you want! Turn it off!!”
“It doesn’t work that way Jeff! You have about forty eight minutes to tell us everything we want to know! Then we will check to make sure you told us the truth, then we’ll turn it off! So if I were you I would start talking!”
“What do you want to know?”
“Everything! But let’s start with all the passwords you use on the computers! Then any bank accounts you both have!”