Zahra trembled with fear as her arms were drawn behind her back. The young woman winced as her captor slipped a plastic zip-tie around her wrists and pulled it tight, the hard plastic digging into her bare skin, uncomfortable. Nearby, her three friends, Anna, Jane and Tiffany protested, weakly, as they were similarly restrained.
Less than ten minutes ago the four house mates had been sitting around the main room of the small house they shared, watching a romantic comedy, late at night. Suddenly, the door had been kicked in and a group of three men, dressed in black fatigues and wearing black balaclavas had rushed into the room. Zahra and her friends had screamed in shock and fear as the men pulled out silenced pistols and pointed them at the terrified girls, ordering them to stand.
At gun point, the four were forced up against one wall. “Stay up against the wall and don’t say anything!” One of the men growled. “Do what you’re told and you won’t be hurt.” The other two kept the girls covered with their guns, making it clear what would happen if they did anything else.  
Zahra glanced over at Anna. The younger girl was close to tears. Zahra was shaking with fear as well. Who were these men? What did they want? That second question was answered a moment later. “Alright, ladies! I want you to strip, naked! Everything off!” The man growled. For a moment, the girls simply stared, in stunned shock. The man raised his pistol and fired a round into the ceiling. “I said strip! Now!”
With a frightened cry, the four hurried to obey. Glumly, Zahra reached down and grabbed the hem of her top, pulling it over her head. Underneath it, she had on a black bra. This went off as well. She unzipped her jean shorts and pulled them and her panties down, leaving her completely nude.
Beside her, the other girls also hurried to remove their clothes. Quickly, a pile of discarded clothes grew on the floor in front of them. The girls blushed as they were forced to expose themselves to the intruders, they did their best to cover themselves with their hands. Their best obviously wasn’t good enough. Even with the masks on, Zahra could see the leering gazes of the three intruders as they ran their eyes over their four, naked prisoners. Beside Zahra, Anna sobbed quietly, trembling with fear.
“Now, turn around, and put your hands behind your backs.” The leader ordered next. As the captives complied, his two partners stepped forward. From their belts, they pulled out a number of plastic zip-ties. They quickly had the girls wrists bound tight behind their backs.
The men stringed two or more zip-ties together, end to end, forming longer chains, which they looped around the girls’ chests, one above and one below their breasts, pinning their arms to their sides. More zip-ties were used to secure the girls’ legs, at the ankles and knees.
“Please! Why are you doing this?” Tiffany pleaded as she was bound.
The man securing her simply growled: “Shut up! You’ll find out soon enough.”
The leader nodded. “Let’s make sure they stay quiet. You know how.”
The man behind Zahra chuckled. Reaching down, he grabbed Zahra’s discarded panties from the pile of clothing. “Open up.” He said, straightening up, balling the underwear up in one hand.
“No! No, Pleas-mmmppphhh!!!” Zahra’s protests were cut off as the wad of cloth was stuffed between her lips. A pair of zip-ties fixed end to end was pulled between her lips, and the free ends affixed behind her head, to keep her from spitting the humiliating gag out. The other girls pleas were met with similar failure as they were gagged the same way.
From a pocket, their captors pulled out several cloth hoods. Zahra whimpered in fear as one of the hoods was pulled over her head. A draw string was pulled snug, cinching the free end of the hood around her neck. A moment later, she felt hands grab her.
The young woman squirmed, helpless, as she was picked up and thrown over her captor’s shoulder. She was carried a short distance away, through a door. A moment later, she was set down, on a padded surface. Another girl was put down beside her. A few minutes later, the other two joined them, lying on the ground. Two of the kidnappers sat down, beside their prisoners. Zahra groaned indignantly into her gag as she felt wandering hands feeling up her body.
The third captor, meanwhile, climbed into a seat nearby. There was a roar of an engine and Zahra felt the floor beneath her vibrate. They were in a van! Zahra moaned in fright. They were going to be kidnapped! The other girls realized this at the same time. The four helpless captives sobbed in fright as the van slowly drove away into the night…