Darryl smiled as he led his group of potential buyers through the door into one of the cage rooms at the hidden base of Private Acquisitions. The sound of clanking metal and chorus of gagged moans was beautiful to his ears, but he had to keep his mind on the task at hand. There were four buyers with him, three men and one woman. The three men all wore expensive suits and looked quite sharp, while the woman wore a long purple gown and opera length gloves and looked very elegant. If she wasn’t rich and powerful, Darryl wouldn’t have had a problem snapping his fingers to have some of the men in the room enslave her. Also, it was bad for business to enslave your buyers. “As you may have heard, Private Acquisitions executed a large-scale hunt across the state, targeting all sorts of colleges and universities.”
He started at the end of the room at the first aisle. Stopping in front of the first set of cages, stacked in two columns of two, he took a moment to smile at the captives before turning to his guests. “Here we have a group of athletes. These girls were all on the varsity volleyball team, who stayed late after a practice one night and a PA team was waiting for them as they left.”
“Extremely fit, you know they have the stamina and strength to do whatever you need them to do.” He said with a wink.
He took a step back to allow his guests to inspect the girls. There were two blondes, a brunette and a dark haired Asian girl. All were still in their form-fitting athletic wear from practice, tight tops, shorts, socks, and runners that they had been kidnapped in and were tightly roped into hogties within the cage. Rope harnesses framed their large chests and the connecting rope bowed a couple of them into curved shapes. All four had black ballgags strapped deep into their mouths and black leather collars encircled their necks. Moans could be heard from all of them as their wide eyes went back and forth between the figures on the other side of the bars. “You will find all their measurements and details in the catalogue that was sent to you prior to your arrival, so please note their numbers for future reference.”
One of the men reached between the bars to squeeze the breasts of the brunette, much to her dismay and seemed satisfied with the yelp that emerged around her gag. “Shall we continue?” Darryl asked.
There was no denial so he moved on to the next exhibit, a single cage propped up on a stand. Inside was a brunette dressed conservatively in a cardigan, blouse, knee length skirt, tights, and flats. Large glasses were perched on her nose and she was currently kneeling on the floor of the cage, her eyes filled with tears. She was bound with rope at the wrists, elbows, knees, and ankles, with a cloth stuffed into her mouth and another acting as a cleave gag sealing it in. A collar around her neck was chained to the top of the cage, forcing her to remain upright or choke. “Here we have a little bookworm, who was studying to be a doctor but with a tendency of staying at the library late into the night. Unfortunately for her, it became a habit and it was rather simple for the PA team to snatch her off campus.”
The girl squirmed as details of her kidnapping were explained, realizing now that it wasn’t a simple wrong place, wrong time, this group had been watching her. “She is rather meek and submissive, and also quite smart if that is to your liking. Moving on now.”
Darryl moved on, noting how two of the men seemed to be interested in the bookworm and catalogued that for later. Maybe there would be a bidding war if they wanted her badly enough. The next cage was one of the largest in the room, taking up a good portion of the wall with six girls standing inside. “This group was snatched from homecoming, a little too much school spirit and alcohol and they stumbled off down an alley right into the waiting arms of Private Acquisitions.”
Darryl let his eyes wander over the group outfitted in purple, black, and white, their school colours. On the left was a slim blonde Asian girl on a white crop top, black leather pants, and ankle boots. Next was a dark haired girl with tattoos spiralling across her left shoulder, wearing a purple and white striped tube top, jeans, and white Converse. In the middle were twin blondes, dressed identically in purple t-shirts, white skirts, purple and white striped socks, and white sneakers. To their right was another Asian girl with purple streaked hair wearing a purple tshirt with the school logo, black shorts and Doc Martens boots. The last girl was a long haired brunette, in a purple tank top, white shorts and black runners.
All six girls had their arms trapped behind them in leather armbinders, Leather straps around their waist pinned their arms against their backs and more straps at the knees and ankles kept them immobile. Leather collars chained to the top of the cage kept them in place and each had a purple or white ballgag inserted into their mouths. He noted how the blonde Asian seemed to be the most defiant, screaming around her gag causing her top to become soaked from her saliva, while the twins seemed to be the quietest.
This group also generated some good interest with his buyers, with each of them stopping in front of each girl to inspect them. Most of the girls sobbed or screamed behind their gag, writhing in their bonds as the group stopped in front of them but the heavy leather restraints kept them firmly in place. There was a bit of a reluctance from the group to move on from the homecoming gals, but Darryl knew it would all be forgotten with the contents of the next cage.
His prediction proved correct as the cheerleaders came into view. Dressed in black and gold long sleeve crop tops, skirts, socks, and shoes, the two girls were quite a sight. The girl on the right was a tall busty blonde, a typical cheerleader type Darryl would say. The other was shorter, with dark hair and a figure to die for. Both girls had their hands shackled above their heads to the roof of the cage, while long spreader bars kept their legs stretched apart. Harness muzzle panel gags covered their faces, keeping a long rubber cock deep in their mouths. “We picked up these two after a victory celebration.” He said as he reached through the bars and massaged the crotch of the blonde, causing her to squeal in alarm. “Very pretty, standard cheerleaders, very hot. No auction of college girls is complete without them.”
He heard murmurs of agreement behind him as the men stood transfixed as they stared through the bars at the girls. Both had given up crying out for help long ago, knowing that no one was here to save them and simply stared back at the buyers with wide eyes. Two of the buyers followed his example, reaching through the bars to grope the girls and they squirmed at the unwelcome touches, causing their chains to rattle. “Just a couple more gentlemen and lady.” Darryl said as he continued the tour.
Turning back towards the main door, he started down the second aisle. The first display was another pedestal cage like the bookworm. Inside was a girl with shoulder-length brown hair and wide blue eyes. She was dressed in knee high boots, jeans, a blue top and a black leather jacket. Seated on her butt with her legs out in front of her, she was heavily bound with rope around her booted ankles, knees, thighs, and upper body. Her wrists and elbows were tied behind her and were connected to a crotch rope that disappeared into the folds of her jeans. She was drooling around a harness ballgag, keeping the rubber plug deep inside of her mouth. “This girl was, emphasis on was, a Nancy Drew wannabe.” He grinned, waving his hand towards the captive girl. “Thought she could gain some valuable practice in journalism by looking into some rumours she heard of a kidnapping operation. Well she’s finding out first hand what that operation is.”
There were some light chuckles as the girl screamed behind the rubber ball in her mouth. She squirmed against the ropes, frantically searching for a knot but even if she found something, there was no way out of the cage she was trapped in. All she could really do was cause the crotch rope to grind even more, distracting her as she struggled. The buyers laughed at her attempted display of desperation before they continued walking.
“This catch was a little more in depth.” Darryl said as they stopped in front of a vertical cage. The girl standing inside was tall and slender, with dark skin and shoulder length kinky hair. She was dressed in a white tank top, denim shorts, and short black boots. White leather cuffs were buckled around her ankles and wrists, padlocked together. A white leather collar encircled her throat and a panelgag was buckled around the lower half of her face. “This girl here was a model, we contacted her for a shoot on campus and it was rather easy to lure her off to the side and capture her.”
They stood around her as Darryl called up some more information, including her Instagram page that he then forwarded to the buyers. “She was an influencer as well, good way to pay the college tuition I guess. A quarter of a million followers too, well she is going to vanish, her account deleted, and she will soon be owned by one lucky person today.”
The girl sobbed quietly behind her gag, leaning against the bars of the tight cage as she listened to Darryl speak. Her influence used to be spread to thousands, having been a champion of awareness of disappearances of girls over the past several years. And now she was also a victim of the disappearances, never to be seen again. “One last one and then I promise you can be on your way to the auction.”
He managed to convince his potential buyers to move away from the influencer’s cage and head to the end of the aisle. “I’d like to apologize for the presentation of this one.” Darryl said as they walked up to the last cage. “She was brought in about an hour ago after going home with one of our agents from a bar.”
The girl inside was dressed in a long sleeve crop top, leather skirt and knee high leather boots. Not that most of it was visible, with the amount of duct tape wrapped around her. Bands of tape at the wrists, elbows, knees and ankles kept her helpless, but she was folded into a tight ball with more tape wrapping around her shins and torso. He checked his notes briefly. “She, you could say, got around quite a bit.” He said with a grin. “Very experienced with oral and vaginal sex as our agent could probably testify himself.”
“Any history with girls?” The female buyer asked.
Darryl checked his records. “Not that we know of. Of course, she can be trained for that purpose or you can do so yourself. Then again she is a party girl, spent her first year getting drunk, going to parties. Maybe she was experimental in that time period.”
There was a sparkle in the woman’s eye and Darryl knew that this girl would be sold tonight. “Now that concludes the tour of the merchandise for tonight.” He said, leading the group over to another set of doors that led to a dining room with a stage near the back. Private Acquisitions would like to thank you again for your patronage and we hope that you find what you are looking for at tonight’s auction.”
With one last smile, he nodded to each of the potential buyers as they walked through the door to join dozens of other men and women in fine dress patiently awaiting the start of the auction. Darryl grinned as the doors swung shut and he turned his attention back to the displays of girls, knowing that all of them would be sold by the end of the night. I wonder when the next hunt will be, they sure are profitable. He thought to himself as he wandered back down past the cages to take one last look at the girls before they were carted off backstage.