At the sound of the doorbell ringing, 18 year old Rebecca Smith jumped up from the couch. The teenage girl quickly ran through the house to the front door and opened it. Standing at the door was her best friend, Samantha. “Sam!” Rebecca exclaimed, running forward to embrace the other girl. “Glad you’re here. This is going to be so much fun!”

“I know! Is Bobbi here yet?” Sam said excitedly, following Rebecca into the house. Samantha was a tall, gorgeous high school coed with long, light blonde hair. She’d been captain of the cheerleading squad every year since Middle School. That evening, she had on a light green tank top and a denim skirt with a gold belt, knee socks and running shoes. She had a drawstring bag slung over one shoulder and under her arm, she was carrying a rolled up sleeping bag.

“Not yet. She texted me a little while ago, saying she needed to take care of something before her parents would let her come over.” Rebecca replied. Rebecca was a thin brunette. Her dark brown hair was brushed to the left, falling over one eye. She’d already changed into her outfit for the evening: a dark purple silk nightie and a pair of fluffy bunny slippers.

“Lame…” Sam said, shaking her head. For a while, it hadn’t looked like their third friend would be able to make it tonight. Bobbi’s father was the pastor at one of the local churches and her parents were rather strict with the teenager. “Oh my God. Tonight is going to be so much fun!”

Rebecca’s parents were out of town for the weekend, taking a trip to celebrate their twentieth anniversary, leaving their daughter full run of their upscale suburban house for a few days. With their permission, she’d invited her two friends over for a sleepover. The three had been excited by the prospect. For the last week, they’d been talking about it at school and on Facebook.

“Alright, so like, I rented a couple of movies we can watch…” Rebecca said, leading her friend into the living room. Taking up one entire wall was the huge entertainment system that was her father’s pride and joy. “And I figured we could just, like, order pizza or something.” She grinned. “I also talked to Greg Stephens yesterday during third period and he got his older brother to score us a case of beer.”

“Alright!” Sam said, grinning. She set her stuff down. Rebecca had already set up a sleeping bag of her own, along with plenty of fluffy pillows. Sam unrolled her own sleeping bag next to it and grabbed one of the pillows. The two friends gossiped about classmates for a while; who was dating who or who was cheating on who, which couples were going to break up… After a few minutes, the doorbell rang again. When Rebecca ran to answer it, it was Bobbi.

“Hey gals!” Bobbi said. She was a cute blonde girl, with big, expressive light blue eyes. Her shoulder length hair was held back by a hairband and tied in a ponytail. She had on a white, button up blouse over a knee length brown skirt. Underneath she had pantyhose and heels on. She shrugged. “I came here from church choir practice. Daddy insists I look nice whenever we’re up at church. Well, shall we get started?”

“Sure. One thing first…” Rebecca waved her friends over, pulling out her cellphone. “Smile!” She said, pursing her lips as she took the selfie of her and her friends. “That’s going on Facebook…” she said, uploading it, along with the message “BF 4 Evar! Getting Together 4 SLMBR Par-T!”

“Make sure you tag me.” Sam said, as the three walked back into the living room. They got drinks out, Sam and Rebecca grabbing two beers. Bobbi declined hers, settling for a diet soda, saying she didn’t like the taste of alcohol. “You don’t drink it for the taste, Bobbi!” Sam teased, sipping hers.

Rebecca, meanwhile, grabbed the flyer for the pizza place and dialed the number onto her phone. The three argued for a few minutes over toppings, and Rebecca ordered. While they waited, they moved to the living room and argued over which movie to watch first.

“That was fast…” Rebecca said, hearing the doorbell ring. Not ten minutes had passed since she’d placed their order. They had just popped the DVD in and were fast forwarding through the previews. She shrugged, rising to her feet. She walked to the table and grabbed her purse. “Anyone got cash for a tip?” she called out. The others shook their head. Rebecca shrugged. “oh well…” She walked to the front door and opened it.

“Sorry I don’t have any ca-MMMPPPHHH!” No sooner had Rebecca opened the door then a burly man, dressed head to toe in black pushed his way inside. A gloved hand was pressed over her mouth, cutting her off. The teenage girl’s eyes widened in horror as he pressed the barrel of a pistol into her belly with his other hand.

“Keep quiet and don’t struggle or your dead, got it?” The man whispered to her. Frightened, Rebecca nodded. “Good.” He dragged his terrified captive back towards the living room.

“Was that the pizz-Oh my God!” Sam and Bobbi screamed in fright when they saw their friend being dragged into the room by an armed intruder. They jumped to their feet.

“Shut up!” The man ordered, pointing his pistol at the two girls. The two girls whimpered in fright, raising their hands. “This is a robbery. Do what I say and you won’t be hurt, starting with shutting your damn mouths!” He let go of Rebecca and shoved her over to join her friends. The three girls glanced at each other in mute terror, unable to believe what was happening.

“Now, I’m going to tie the three of you up, so you won’t cause any trouble while I’m robbing the place. Just do what I say and tomorrow you’ll each have a neat story to tell the guys at school.” The burglar growled.

“Please!” Bobbi pleaded, tears welling up. “You don’t have to tie us up. We won’t do anything, I promise.” The other two nodded, begging him.

“Alright, looks like the first thing to do is gag the three of you, since you obviously can’t keep your mouths shut.” The man said. Ignoring their protests, he pulled three large white handkerchiefs out of his jacket pocket. Tossing them towards the three, he ordered, “Each of you stuff one of those in your mouths.”

“Fuck you, you bastard!” Sam said, giving him the finger. “I’m not going to stuff that dirty rag in my mouth!” Her protests died as she saw him raise his pistol, pointed straight at her. The young women went pale.

“Do the boys at school like that attitude of yours, bitch.” The man said. “Probably not, but at least you look pretty, so I guess that’s something. In fact, I think I’d like to get a better look at that hot body of yours. Take off your clothes.” He cocked the pistol, before Sam could think of arguing.

Sam gave a soft whimper. She glanced at her friends, but they could offer her no help. They were as terrified as she was. Reluctantly, she pulled her top up, over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. Her large, round breasts bounced freely as she tossed the tank top aside. Unzipping her skirt, she pulled it down as well, revealing a pair of lacy black panties. Finally, she unties her shoes and pulled her socks off.

“Very nice!” The man said, leering as Sam tried her best to cover her naked chest. He turned to Bobbi. “What about you? I want to see what you look like under those clothes.”

“No…please no…” Bobbi protested weakly, her face turning red. The sight down the barrel of the man’s pistol convinced her though. Fighting back tears, the young woman slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled down her skirt and kicked off her shoes, leaving her in just her pantyhose and bra. Her cheeks burned crimson with shame as a total strange looked over her half naked body.

“Now, let’s try this again. Stuff those rags in your mouths.” The man ordered. This time, the three didn’t try and protest. Kneeling, they each picked up one of the handkerchiefs. Fighting back the urge to gag, they began pushing the wadded up cloth between their teeth. “All the way in, girls.” The man said. “I want you to close your lips and I don’t want to see any cloth sticking out.” After a minute, the girls sat, trying not to wretch as he reached into his pocket again. “Oh uh…looks like I’ve only got two more handkerchiefs…” The man said.

“I could have sworn I had brought more…” He muttered. The burglar tossed two of them to Bobbi. “If you’d be so kind, miss, tie these over your friends’ mouths, to keep their gags in.” Hesitantly, Bobbi picked them up and turned to Sam. She grunted an apology through her packing. “No, no no!” The man said, “Fold it into a band…like that! Make sure to tie it good and tight! If it’s loose, I’ll make the three of your regret it!” Sam and Rebecca groaned into their gags as their friend tightened the cloth bands.

“Your turn.” The man told Bobbi. From another pocket, he pulled out a roll of duct tape. “Stick several strips over your mouth. Smooth them out, make sure they’re on good and tight.” Bobbi sobbed as she was forced to gag herself.

The girls knelt, while the man looked over their gags. “Good work on the gags, girls. Now tie up your little friend. The one with the foul mouth.” He ordered Sam to lie on her belly, with her arms behind her back, wrists and ankles crossed. Rebecca and Sam had no choice but to start wrapping tape around her limbs, at their captor’s instruction. They taped her hands and feet together, then wrapped more around her legs at the knees and her chest and arms, bands of sticky tape running above and below her large bust.

Then it was Bobbi’s turn. She whimpered through her tape gag as Rebecca bound her the same way as Sam. “As cute as those bunny slippers are, I think it’s time for you to take them off.” The man told Rebecca. “It just wouldn’t be fair. Your two friends have already stripped to their skivvies. I just can’t let you keep your clothes on.” Rebecca groaned through her gag but obeyed. Underneath the nightie, she had on a skimpy pair of pink panties. When she’d done that, she was taped up just like the other two. The three lay, squirming on the floor as their captor looked down at them. “Not bad…” He said, grinning.

The man pulled out his phone. “Yeah, I’ve got the three of them taped up. No problems at all. Bring the van up so we can clear this place out. Alright, see you in ten…” He turned back to the three teens. “Just got to wait for my partner to get here with our van and then I’ll be out of here. In the meantime, you three just sit tight!” He laughed.

The intruder walked over and sat down on the couch, setting the pistol down beside him. He watched his three captives wriggle around on the floor for a few minutes. Just then, the doorbell rang. He glanced at his watch. “That was fast…” he muttered to himself. “You three don’t go anywhere just yet.” He said with a laugh, getting to his feet.

The three girls listened as the man walked towards the front door. They heard the door open. A young, female voice sang out, “Pizza Ti-Oh My God! Hel-MMMPPPHHH!!!” Her cry was cut off suddenly. The sounds of a struggle echoes down the hallway, getting closer and closer. A moment later, their captor reappeared. Held in his grip, struggling for all she was worth was a young Asian girl, in her late teens. She was wearing trainers, tall socks, blue shorts and a red t-shirt and red ball cap with the logo of the local pizza joint emblazoned on them. A long, dark black ponytail stuck out the back of the ball cap.

“eettt eeeeh ooohhh sssssttttrrdd!!!” The young woman grunted into the gloved hand that was clamped over her mouth. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw the three girls, lying half naked on the floor, bound and gagged. Her struggles intensified. She kicked and squirmed in the larger man’s grasp, trying desperately to get free as he dragged her over to the couch. Her struggles only ceased when he grabbed his gun and pressed it to her side.

“Well!” The intruder said, panting for breath after the long fight. “We’ve got one more guest for the party.” Keeping the gun pointed at his newest captive, he forced the pizza girl to strip naked. She swore at him, but complied. “That’s enough out of you.” He said, balling her panties up and stuffing them in the furious girl’s mouth. “You’re even worse than blondie over there.” The newest captive continued shouted muffled curses at him, as he wound tape around her head to keep her from spitting out the foul packing.

It took a few minutes to get her taped up like the other three. At every chance, she fought against him, kicking and bucking until he threatened to club her over the head with the pistol if she didn’t keep still. After that, she joined the other girls, lying on the ground taped up.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang again. “That must be my partner.” The man said. Getting up, he walked to the front door. A moment later, he came back, followed by another man, a little smaller, but dressed the same way as him. “Yeah, while I was waiting for you, pizza girl came by.” The first man said, pointing to her. “She was a little upset when I told her I didn’t have a tip, so I suggested she join our party.” He teased, enjoying the muffled groans of impotent rage coming from the helpless teen. “Watch out for her. She’s got quite a temper.”

“Alright.” His partner said. “Let’s move them out?” As he said this, the four whimpered in fright. Move them out? What did he mean by that? Wasn’t this just a robbery?

Their captor grinned sheepishly. “Ok, I might have lied earlier, when I said I was just here to rob the place. I am here to steal something…but that something is the four of you.” The girls cried out in terror as they realized they were going to be kidnapped. “You see, my partner and I are in the business of…shall we say, acquiring girls for certain foreign interests. You’ll find out all about that soon enough. We find a lot of our ‘merchandise’ through Facebook. Thanks to your status updates and selfies and messages, we knew the three of you would be here tonight, alone and that all three of you were the kind of girls our customers would pay top money to own.” He grinned, enjoying the muffled screams of terror from his helpless victims.

He looked down at the pizza girl. “I’m afraid you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, but I’m not sorry. You’ll fetch a good price as well.” Bucking wildly at his feet, the Asian girl screamed in rage at him. “Well, enough chit chat. There’s a boat that will pick you up. The accommodations aren’t exactly first class…especially since two of you will be sharing a crate, but by the time we reach our destination you’ll all be ready to start your new lives.”

He turned, sticking his hands into his jacket pockets. “Oh hey!” He pulled his hand out, holding several white handkerchiefs. “I knew I’d brought more of these.” He turned, quickly folding them into bands. The girls whimpered in fright as he tied one over each of them, blindfolding them. Rebecca sobbed as she was suddenly plunged into fright. Beside her, she heard Bobbi squeal in fright as she was picked up. The teenage girl’s muffled pleas faded as she was carried from the room. Sam was next, Rebecca listened as the sounds of her struggles disappeared. Then it was her turn. Rebecca sobbed in fright as she was lifted up and carried away…