Sophie huddled in the dark closet, trying to stifle her quiet whimpers of fright. Just on the other side of the closet door, she could hear the desperate sobs and cries of her friends, Jane and Lucy and Amanda, muffled by the cruel gags the girls had been given. As horrible as that was, what was worse were the words Sophie had heard their captor saying, right as he finished tying poor Jane up. "Settle down, ladies..." The man growled, "Just need to do one last thing and then we can get going. There's a ship in the harbor right now and you three will be on it when it leaves tonight. I've some friends in another country who'll just love you...and they'll pay me plenty for you to."

Sophie fought back tears, at the thought of her friends being dragged away by some cruel white slaver. "I've got to tell someone...the police. Maybe they'll be able to stop him and rescue them..." She thanked god she'd been able to duck into the closet and shut the door, when they'd heard Lucy scream from the other room when she'd been grabbed. The other girls had all been grabbed, but he must have missed her. She could escape...just as soon as she was sure the intruder was gone...

Without warning, the closet door was thrown open. Sophie screamed, recoiling back as a man covered in black from head to toe stuck his head and arm around the door. The latter held a dark silver pistol, pointed at her. "Well well...so there were four girls after all. Good thing I always double check. Now, if you'd be so kind as to come out of that closet, take off your clothes and get down on the floor with your friends. We have a schedule to keep...

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"There...nice and tight. You're a fine catch, if I say so myself. Pity you don't have a roommate. Two slaves are better then one, I always say. Still, a slave in the hand is worth two in the bush..."

"Yes, officer...some crazy guy broke into our apartment and tied up my roommate...I'm hiding in the other room...why yes, he is wearing a dark blue sweatshirt and grey sweatpants...how'd you know?"