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@BoundPrincess
Fucking idiots....when are they gonna learn that it's worth it to invest on security?
The two men crouched behind bushes, snuffing out their cigarettes when the bedroom light finally went out. Tonight's sale was one girl short and time was of the essence. They took the bag loaded with supplies and easily picked the lock on the back door of the apartment....at least one other thing was in their favor, it was on the ground floor.
THey crept through the darkened apartment like a pair of tigers stalking their prey. They got to the bedroom and peered through the open doorway....their prey was sound asleep.
Everything was well rehearsed.....one quickly put a hand over the girl's mouth, waking and silencing her....while he held her down, the other took a knife and sliced the girl's clothes to shreds. Nothing aroused them more than a struggling captive and this one was no exception.
A ballgag was taken from the bag and stuffed in her mouth, followed by two layers of duct tape.....they had to keep her quiet for fear of waking up neighbors.
She was flipped over on her belly, hands tied behind her and ankles tightly bound. As she struggled, one of the men started to thrust a fat finger between her bound thighs and into her ass.
"Leave her alone," the other hissed...."can't have damaged merchandise...."
While one grabbed her by the shoulders, the other by her feet, they carried the bound gagged naked and struggling victim out the back door and into the van.
The room was noisy with the sound of gagged bound and nude women....the abandoned warehouse was perfect for tonight's slave auction....they moved from one location to another to prevent law enforcement from discovering the kidnapped girls.
Alice was on the far left. Her arms were up over her head, wrists tied to the ceiling hook. She, like the others, had a metal spreader bar locked to her ankles, putting her vagina and ass on full display.
Well dressed men and women began filing in, taking the seats not more than a couple hundred yards from the line up of kidnapped girls.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen," a tall slim man said..."Welcome to tonight's slave auction..."
Alice had been getting ready for bed that evening. Brushing her long Blonde hair, brushing her hair and teeth, and ending another night alone. She sighed a little, looking up at the ceiling. She was so focused in on her own work and trying to get her business off the ground, to try to stop just being a nobody that she suffered socially. She rolled on her side as she was drifting and held her arm out. What she wouldn't give for a partner, someone who would have time for her, who would spoil her rotten. She closed her eyes, and rolled onto her back as her mind wandered.
Maybe even someone to tie her up...bind her, gag her...make her lick her own juices off of a dildo that freshly just fucked her. She would often have these dreams, these flights of fancy as her hand slinked down between her thighs and clipped around her clit. She rubbed and held her breath, stretching her back out as she started to push and writhe just taking herself to her favourite dream domme. Little did she know how her fantasies were about to rudely become a reality. She drifted off, a few used tissues in the bin beside her bed, a little clear cum still left on her thigh from a spot she missed, and the faint smell of sexual pleasure off of her while she slumbered.
She was slow to start when she was grabbed, but suddenly the gag being thrust into her mouth, and the feeling of several pairs of hands on her brought her out of her sleep and straight into a sudden surprised panic. She bit on the rubber of the gag as she squirmed and tried to pull away, or even see her assailants in the dark, but it was pulled tight and her hands and legs were being trapped by the weight of one of these thugs. She had her hands pulled and bound, the gag tightened around her cheeks and the additional tape over the top keeping it firmly in place, making her muffled screams of desperation and help nothing more than a peep, while they worked on her legs. She struggled hard, sweat beading on her brow as she shook her head about and tried to break free.
She squealed hard feeling the fat finger start to grab her bare ass and press in before the other one told him to stop. What was happening!? It was all so fast, and suddenly she was just being lifted easily to a van, as she struggled, naked in the darkness. The chill of the outside on her skin was shocking, and she felt like so much adrenaline was coursing through her veins. The woman was packed away, driven to a strange location, and then lined up, like she was a bit of hanging meat, alongside some other girls who were similarly bound.
She looked all around, trying to break free, and even trying to kick out when she was having her legs transferred into a spreader bar, but it was no use, the people handling her were overpowering her in strength, and just like that she was suddenly in this strange facility as well dressed people all moved in.
She panted hard, looking at the other girls. Some of them seemed out of it, dazed even, or drugged. A couple others were seemingly resigned to their fate, as though this wasn't their first rodeo. In fact it seemed like she was the only one out of them that seemed to be alarmed and panicked. She struggled more and tried to unhook herself, the flood of humiliation and fear through her just mixing up inside like a ball. She had no idea where she was, who these people were, but it was all so clear when the auctioneer arrived at the podium.
She felt her heart sink. "Slave Auction." It echoed in her head over and over, this couldn't be happening. This had to be a joke, or one of those elaborate shows right..? Not that she had anyone close enough to her to pull something like this...then...a dream? It had to be a dream? She still felt the lingering invasion from earlier, and recalled the way that one of those thugs had called her 'Merchandise.' Her panic ridden eyes looked out over the people sitting in the chairs as though begging them for help, feeling helpless and vulnerable with her curvaceous body on display like this. She looked plumper than the other girls around her, a little older too, but in a more filled out way. She had been keeping herself fit and healthy, and had just a little bit more muscle and fat compared to them. It was a subtle difference, but those with a keen eye would see.