Alexa goes undercover as an intern at a shady business to try to learn where their employees disappear to. Suddenly, she becomes their next target…



This story contains plenty of nonconsensual bondage, so just a warning before continuing! In real life, always perform consensual bondage.

Jay’s was a large office building located downtown. The executives all drove Mercedes and owned massive houses out in the countryside. Many people wanted to work their for the opportunity it provided, but Alexa had a different reason to work there.

In the past three months, three young interns had disappeared in separate events. One person disappearing was just bad luck. Two was a terrible coincidence. But three… there had to be something behind it. Alexa, a reporter for the city news, decided that she would undertake the job of discovering what had happened to them. If Jay’s was at fault, she would discover why.

Alexa secured the intern position within a week of applying. Her ‘resume’ was phenomenal so she was catapulted to the front of the line. She quickly got to work researching what was going on. But after a couple weeks of working there, she still hadn’t found anything…

The streetlights had just turned on as the sun went down. Alexa was still organizing files in a storage room at Jay’s, working late (as usual). She had always volunteered to take extra work to gain favor with her supervisors. She thought it wouldn’t hurt to get a little bit extra time to herself to do her own research. But frustratingly, it hadn’t paid off. She was no further in her research than she had been when she had gotten the position.

Alexa was kneeling on the carpet floor, a dim bulb shining above her head. She was a slim, mature figure with curly blonde hair that was pulled back by a black headband. Her hair was some-what disheveled from a long day of working. She wore brown tights with a black skirt, a button-up white shirt and a tie. Her suit jacket was hung on a chair outside the closet. She wore a pair of black stiletto pumps that added an extra three or four inches to her already short height.

Alexa had offered to clean out any files her bosses had wanted in hopes of finding something shady or nefarious. Her eyes scanned the file names, looking for anything that might be decent. ‘Finances April 2010’, ‘Sales June 2007’, ‘Employee Registry 1999’… Alexa groaned. Nothing was working. She had spent three weeks of her life working without pay to try to find something she was beginning to doubt existed.

Just as she was getting ready to call it a night, something caught Alexa’s eye. A file was tucked behind a box that seemed suspicious. Alexa snatched it quickly and, reading the label, felt a surge of excitement. The label read ‘Lucy Frost’, which was the name of one of the interns who had disappeared. Alexa quickly flipped the file open, anticipating what was inside.

The first paper was just an employee summary. It had her name, date of birth, that kind of thing. Flipping through the pages, Alexa slowly became less and less excited. It seemed to just be her old work, nothing exciting. As Alexa came to the final pages, her hopes were almost completely depleted. Until she flipped to a document labeled ‘Proof of Purchase’. Alexa scanned the page slowly, reading the document. Her eyes grew huge as she realized that the document was proof of the purchase of… Lucy herself. Alexa flipped the page over to reveal a shocking photo that made Alexa’s jaw drop.

The picture was of Lucy sitting in a chair. ‘Sitting’ isn’t the right term as she was restrained in it instead. The 23 year old brunette was wearing the same clothing that Alexa wore (the uniform of an intern), but was wrapped in rope and tape. Her arms were tied tightly behind her back, rope wrapped around her legs in multiple spots and a mass of tape was wrapped around her head over her mouth. More tape was wrapped around her chest and thighs, securing Lucy to the chair. She was staring into the camera, her face filled with fear. Flipping the page back over, Alexa read that Lucy was sold to a man named ‘Giovanni’ who lived in Italy. That was on the other side of the planet! Flipping through more photos of Lucy, Alexa was horrified to see her tied up on a bed, tied up without clothes on, and the last photo was her wrapped into a ball and stuck in a suitcase.

Alexa knew this was huge. She didn’t hesitate to shove the file into her bag and stand up to leave when suddenly…

“Hey!” a friendly voice said behind her

Alexa jumped at the sound. She whipped around to see Jay himself, the owner of the business.

“Oh! Uhh, hii!” Alexa stammered, trying to cover up the fear in her voice. “You scared me!”

Jay chuckled. “Sorry about that, I do that sometimes. How's the work going? Sandy told me you wanted to stay long to help organize the closet…”

“Oh! Well, yeah, its, ahh, it's going good! Was just getting ready to leave for the night!” Alexa laughed uncomfortably.

“You left kind of a mess in here”, Jay said as he peered past her, looking at the files strewn about on the floor.

“Yeah, well, it is getting pretty late… and I was going to… uh… come back tomorrow morning and finish it then”, Alexa responded, clutching her bag tightly.

“Well, if that's what you planned on doing, you should be fine then” Jay replied casually, leaning on the doorframe. The pair stood in uncomfortable silence for a few moments before Alexa spoke again.

“Well, I should probably get going then!” Alexa said cheerfully.

“Oh! Yeah, of course. Have a good night then!”

Alexa quickly strode past Jay and, in a rush to get out of the building, her bag snagged on the door handle. The latch flew open and the contents came pouring out.

“Oh! Let me help you…” Jay said kindly as he stooped down to help. Before Alexa could say anything, Jay noticed the file. The contents had come out of the file and, to Alexa’s horror, the picture of Lucy was on top.

“Alexa”, Jay asked, looking at her, “what is this?”

“Its, uh, its…” Alexa stammered, trying to find a response. Before she did, Jay stood up and firmly grabbed her on the shoulder. Alexa decided it was time to call for help and she opened her mouth to scream when Jay spun her around and clamped his other hand over her mouth.

“HEMMMPPHHH!!! MMMMNN!!!”

“Nice try Alexa, but I can’t let you leave after seeing that.”

“MMMMMPPPHHHHH!!!”

Jay grabbed Alexa around the waist and walked her through the empty offices towards his office, where he threw her inside and locked the door behind him. Alexa went crashing to the ground, thrown off-balance in her heels. She began to scream again when Jay slapped a rag over her mouth. She took a deep breath in, laden with chemicals, and instantly felt her eyelids begin to droop Alexa tried to fight him, but she quickly passed out.

Alexa slowly awoke, her head lolling on her chest. She moaned into a cloth that was stuffed in her mouth. It tasted terrible.

“Mmmm…” Alexa looked around the room. She was in Jay’s office still, but she was now sitting in a chair. She realized it was the same one that Lucy was photographed in. Alexa tries to stand up, but wraps of duct tape secured her to the chair. She saw that there were coils of rope around her ankles, calves, knees and thighs, all of which had more rope running in between her legs to frap the coils together. The rope cut through her thin tights, making any movement painful. Jay had left her heels on, probably to make it harder to hop away.

Alexa’s arms were tied behind her back tightly. There were coils of rope wrapping around her wrists and elbows, pulling her shoulder blades back painfully tight. More rope secured her bound arms to her body, looping above and below her round breasts in a tight chest harness. Alexa tried to yell out, but the cloth in her mouth was secured by a dozen layers of duct tape that wrapped around her head and over her blonde hair. She tried to wiggle her fingers, but her hands were individually wrapped in tape, forcing her fingers into fists. She realized that a length of rope was secured around her wrists and ran under her body and between her legs, creating a tight crotch rope. Alexa screamed into her gag, struggling against her bonds, unable to do anything to escape, let alone move.

As Alexa struggled, she realized that in front of her was a tripod with a camera on top, pointing at her. A little red light signaled that it was recording. Alexa flushed as she realized that the crotch rope had pulled her skirt up, revealing her white panties. She also noticed that before Jay had left, he had unbuttoned her shirt just enough to reveal most of her chest. Alexa looked about the room, but Jay was nowhere to be found. All the blinds and windows of the office were closed, shutting Alexa in from the outside world. She screamed and cried and fought against her bonds, but nothing she could do would loosen the rope in the slightest. The clock on Jay’s desk read 11:15, so she knew that nobody else was in the office.

After over an hour of struggling, Alexa heard the door unlock from the outside. Jay strode back into the office, re-locking the door behind him. Alexa screamed into her gag, tears running down her face as she saw what Jay was holding. He held a large metal suitcase in his left hand, and his right hand held a bag full of rolls of duct tape.

“Sorry girl! I just can’t have you be seeing those files. Thanks for giving me a reason to do this though, you were gonna be our next product anyways.”

“MMMMMNNNN!!!”

“Yeah yeah, I get it. There is a good side to this though. Our buyer is paying 350,000 dollars for you. That camera has been sending him the perfect footage, I couldn’t have asked for better footage myself.”

“MMMPH!!! MMMGHJH!!”

“Just know you’re worth at least that much. I bet at auction you could have gone for maybe double that.”

Alexa sobbed into her gag, her body shaking from exertion as she struggled against her bonds.

“A deal’s a deal though, 350,000 it is”, Jay said as he saluted to the camera. Alexa howled into her gag as Jay turned the camera off, ending the connection with the person on the other side.

“Hopefully you like your new home Alexa. You’re gonna have, let me check… an 11 hour flight to where you’re going. Hopefully this suitcase isn’t too uncomfortable.”

Tears ran down Alexa’s face as she struggled against her bonds with renewed enthusiasm, but they held her tight.

“Sorry girl. Gonna have to put you under again.” Alexa cried and begged through her gag with only indistinguishable moans making it through. She twisted her head as Jay leaned down to press a cloth against her nose, forcing her to take a deep waft of the same chemicals he had used before. As she began to black out again, she knew she was completely helpless at Jay’s hands.