The second floor was surprisingly dark. The overhead lights were turned off so the men had to navigate cautiously, the only light afforded was coming from the staircase they had walked up and a couple of the rooms that had some light coming from underneath. The floor was split into two long hallways with multiple rooms attached almost like a university dorm. Knowing that one half of the house was longer, Brycen and Brad headed down the longer hall on the right while Jack took the shorter hall on the left. Most of the rooms were dark, but he could see light under one of the doors that looked like it was coming from a computer screen.
Checking that the coast was clear, he slowly opened the door, wary of any possible squeaking the hinges would make but the house seemed to be well maintained and the door opened up silently. Peeking his head around the corner, he saw a girl in a cat ear hoodie sitting in front of a large computer setup muttering to herself as she was engrossed in a game on screen. The rest of the room was a mess but both beds had the covers thrown back so the girl was the only one in the room. Smiling to himself, he slipped into the room and crept up behind the unsuspecting girl.
He recognized Magic: The Gathering Arena on her screen and she seemed to be talking to herself as he approached. She was mid turn, trying to figure out which cards from her hand that she should be putting down but unfortunately never got the chance to follow through with her thoughts. She was interrupted by a cloth clamping down over her face. She squealed in surprise, her hands flying up to the strong arm pinning her against the back of her chair as she desperately tried to pull the cloth away from her face.
Using her rolling gaming chair as leverage, Jack pulled her back from her desk setup to prevent her from kicking anything as she flailed and struggled but the chloroform did its job and soon she went limp in her chair. Jack kept the cloth pressed against her face for an extra ten seconds before spinning her around and carrying her over to one of the beds. Carefully closing the door to the room, he walked back over to his victim. Her hood had fallen away from her face during the struggle and he recognized the green streaked dark hair and facial features of Yuu from their briefings. Jack reached for the zipties at his belt but then noticed a roll of duct tape on the floor near his foot and a lightbulb went off in his head.
Yuu got some special treatment as a result of the roll of duct tape she had carelessly left out after having to tape something back together. Jack rolled her unconscious form onto her stomach before crossing her wrists and wrapping them in tape. Next he grabbed her stocking clad legs and taped them at the ankles, knees, and thighs. Bending her legs back, he wrapped more tape around her shins and thighs to secure her feet against her butt before wrapping more above and below her breasts. To top it all off, he dug a couple pairs of panties out of the laundry hamper and stuffed them into her unresisting mouth before securing it in place with multiple turns of tape around her head over her hair. Stepping back to admire his work, Jack grinned before pulling her hood back up over her head and heading towards the door. She’d have quite the surprise when she woke up, but that was a later problem since there were still many more girls to catch. “Yuu secured.” He radioed before exiting the door, wondering how his colleagues were doing.
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On the other side of the house, Brad and Brycen were going door to door, ensuring that the dark rooms were actually empty. They’d cleared out about four rooms so far, possibly home to girls who were now captured downstairs but the next room that Brad opened contained two sleeping girls. Signaling to Brycen, the two men entered the room, preparing chloroform cloths as they each took an unsuspecting co-ed. Brad, in the process of inspecting the girl that was his target, wasn’t as careful making his way around the mess of clothes, bags, and shoes on the floor and tripped over a high heel. Both men froze as he caught himself, waiting for one of the girls to react but both girls were still sound asleep. Brycen gave him a glare before he counted down with his fingers and the two men struck at the same time, pressing the cloths down over their faces and using their weight to pin the girls down under their blankets.
Both girls, who the men recognized as Elena and Sabrina, woke with a start as they were assaulted but with the men holding them down, their struggles were short lived and both girls were returned to dreamland very quickly. Tossing the covers back, Brad grinned as Sabrina’s sleep clothes of a sports bra and running shorts were exposed, leaving a lot of her long legs and torso open to his touch. She was the type of girl that he would love to buy if he ever had the money, with a slim, muscular body that he could feel up as much as he wanted. Sighing, he broke out of his reverie to grab some zipties from his belt and work on securing the track and field runner. Thin plastic at the wrist and elbows bound her arms, while her ankles and knees were also strapped together before a fifth strip pulled her into a tight hogtie. A ballgag was fitted between her teeth and buckled at the back of her neck before Brad pushed her onto her side and took a moment to fondle her breasts through the stretchy fabric of her sports bra. Smacking her butt before standing up from the bed, Brad looked over to the other side of the room, where Brycen was also turning Elena into a compact package. Buckling a ballgag under her long hair, Brycen stood as well before radioing in. “Elene and Sabrina secured.”
The list was dwindling. Girls were dropping quickly but they had to ensure that they did a clean sweep, none of the girls could be left. “How are we looking?” Brad asked as the covers were pulled over their two new captives.
“Eight girls unaccounted for. Finish your sweep of the upper floor and then we’ll see what happens. None of the girls were supposed to be away this weekend with the photoshoot and other events yesterday that they held, so we should have them all shortly.”
“Copy, moving on.” Brad nodded to Brycen as they exited to the room.
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On the other end of the floor, Jack was not having that much luck. Every room he had run into was empty. He suspected most of the rooms were owned by girls downstairs or out of the house right now, as he walked into three consecutive empty rooms. He sighed inwardly in frustration, wondering if they were going to kidnap an entire sorority, a target rich environment, and he would only have personally got his hands on maybe three girls out of twenty.
Just as he was exiting another empty room, he froze as a door further down the hall opened up and a guy exited the last bedroom. He was dressed in a tshirt and basketball shorts, clearly a boyfriend staying over as he walked down the hall towards the pair of bathrooms and Jack heard the faucet running. Boyfriends were normally not allowed in the house after 9pm from what they knew of the rules of the sorority, so clearly someone had been snuck in. And that posed a problem now for the kidnappers. “I have a boyfriend on my end of the floor, moving to engage and knock out.” He reported as he slipped down the hall.
There were two bedrooms left, the one the guy had emerged from, and one closer to Jack, but he didn’t have time to deal with that room just yet and he just hoped it was empty for the time being. There was no sound from the last bedroom either from what he could hear, so he darted over to the bathroom door and stood on the opposite side of it with his back pressed against the wall and pulled a stun gun from his belt. It was one of his least favourite tools that the slavers carried in self defence, mostly because it did make a noise and relied on him catching the person after stunning them so the body didn’t just fall to the ground instantly, but against a guy who might be able to match him in size and strength, he didn’t have much of a choice.
He heard the toilet flush and the faucet running again before the light went out and the door swung open. The guy exited the bathroom and he only took about one step before Jack stuck the stun gun into the back of his neck and pulled the trigger. The shock caused the guy to lock up and go rigid, allowing Jack to slide his arms underneath his armpits and drag him back into the bathroom. The boyfriend wasn’t knocked out yet, his eyes were wide and darting around as he looked at the man in black standing over him, but that was soon corrected with a chloroform cloth. Jack taped the cloth over his mouth and nose, ensuring that he would stay unconscious for quite some time before turning on the light and closing the door.
With the boyfriend properly out of commission, it was time to visit his significant other. The light was on inside the room, so Jack drew his gun as a precaution since the girlfriend was probably preparing for a night in with her guy, and he opened the door to the room. He had his pistol aimed inside, but froze in the doorway as he stared at the bed off to the side of the messy room as it became apparent he didn’t need his gun anymore. The lone occupant of the room, who he recognized as Alyssa from her dyed blonde and red hair, was currently handcuffed to her bed with her hands above her, the chain wrapped around a post on the headboard that kept her trapped in place. A scarf covered her eyes as a blindfold and she was dressed in red lingerie and stockings, practically making Jack’s mouth water as his eyes swept over her body. “Surprise!” Alyssa grinned under her blindfold as she heard someone enter the room.
She squirmed sexily with a big smile on her face as footsteps approached the bed. “I hope you like what you see.” She said, feeling weight on the bed as Jack climbed into it and straddled the bound girl.
“Oh I do.”
Alyssa went rigid, realizing the person on top of her was not her boyfriend and she reacted a second too late, opening her mouth to scream only to get smothered as Jack clamped a chloroform cloth over her face. With her hands already cuffed above her and her body pinned down under his weight, the best she could do was rattle her handcuffs and kick her feet slightly as she struggled. The cuffs made a surprising amount of noise but Jack could do little about it as Alyssa finally went limp. Holding the cloth over her face for another 15 seconds, Jack was satisfied she was out before clambering off of the bed and checking the room that he had bypassed when he had gone to knock out Alyssa’s boyfriend.
The light was off and a quick tour inside the room confirmed that it was empty. Seeing a mess of clothes spread out across one of the beds, he had an idea and grabbed a pair of panties that had been set out before returning to Alyssa’s room. Now that he knew there was no one that could disturb him on this side of the house, he took some time admiring Alyssa’s body, running his hands up her legs and torso clad in that sexy lingerie. It was tempting to go further, but he knew he still had a job to do and there were still girls on the loose somewhere in the house so he got to work. Balling up the panties that he had grabbed from the other room, he took a perverted pleasure in forcing them into Alyssa’s unresisting mouth. Next was the ballgag, which forced the panties even further into her mouth as he buckled the straps tightly under her dyed hair.
He found the key to her handcuffs on the bedside table and uncuffed her hands, noting how the cuffs seemed to be real and not the fake sex toy stuff, so he stuffed them into his belt for future use and rolled her over to bind her wrists and ankles with zipties. Another completed her hogtie and he left her blindfold on as a reminder of what she had been trying to do before his intrusion. He spent a couple minutes groping her large breasts before standing up off the bed and heading back out. From the reports, he was needed downstairs so he headed back to the stairwell, meeting up with Brycen and Brad before the three men descended the stairwell to the main floor.
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While Jack had been busy feeling up Alyssa, Brad and Brycen had their hands full at the other end of the house. Another room had shown up empty but now there was a section of the floor that was probably a bedroom at some point, but renovations had since been done to open up that section of the wall to create a lounge space for the girls. They could hear the voices of three girls coming from that area, which outnumbered the two men. Communicating in hand signals, Brad and Brycen were planning out their approach when they heard one of the girls clearly. “Going to grab something from my room, I’ll be back.”
The men tensed as they heard footsteps walking towards them and Brad drew his pistol as a girl walked around the corner. Lost in thought, it took her a couple of steps to realize that the two men were standing there, and about half a second to register the gun in Brad’s hand. She froze and her hands immediately shot up, her mouth opening as a question but Brad put a finger to his lips. Motioning for her to turn around, the girl slowly complied and then gave a quiet yelp as Brad stuck his gun into her back to push her forward. Brycen also drew a gun and had it pointed at the helpless girl as the group rounded the corner into the lounge area. “Oh my god Vivian!”
The two other girls jumped up from the couch as their friend walked back into their line of sight with her hands raised and two men with guns with her. Like their friend that Brycen was holding hostage, the girls both wore t-shirts, sweatpants, and socks. The taller girl opened her mouth to scream but it died in her throat as Brad pointed his pistol in her direction. “Not a word, any of you.” He growled. “We’re just here to rob you, so we’re going to tie you up so you don’t get in our way and we will go about robbing the place. Any sound and we start to get rough with you housemates, understood?”
The two girls, May and Allison, both nodded their heads as Brad drew out some zipties and a ballgag and placed them on the table in front of the two girls. “Now you.” He said pointing at Allison. “Will tie up your friend there, one around the wrist, and one around the ankles.”
Trembling, Alison picked up the thin plastic strips as May put her hands behind her back. I’m sorry.” She whispered as she pulled it tight around May’s slender wrists.
“It’s ok, it’ll be over soon.” May comforted her friend as another ziptie went around her ankles.
Brad then directed Allison to help May onto the ground before a third ziptie was used to hogtie her, causing May to wince as the tall girl was bent back in a straining position. Picking up the ballgag, Allison sucked in a breath as she was forced to cram the ball between May’s teeth and buckle it under her long brown hair. May immediately began drooling around the spherical intruder, but was unable to do anything about it and could only uncomfortably rock back and forth as Allison stood back up trembling with her hands raised.
Brycen shoved Vivian towards her friend before handing her some more zipties. “Do the same to her.”
Vivian was shaking almost as much as Allison, as her friend meekly crossed her wrists behind her back and allowed Vivian to wrap her wrists in a ziptie. “Make sure it’s tight, we’ll be checking.” Brad growled.
Vivian let out a squeak of fear and apologized to Allison as she pulled it tighter, causing Allison to yelp as well. “S-sorry.” She apologized again as she helped Allison to the ground and wrapped her ankles in another ziptie.
She continued to apologize as she bent Allison back into a hogtie before a ballgag was placed beside her and she was forced to gag her friend. With her two friends helpless, Vivian knew what was coming as she stood back up and placed her wrists behind her back. Brad stepped forward with zipties in hand and the same routine followed: wrists, ankles, and then a connecting ziptie soon had her helpless on the ground. “W-why the ballgags?” She asked as Brycen approached her with a red one. “I thought it was a robbery.”
Brycen grinned as he shoved the ball into her mouth and strapped it tight. “Well, maybe I lied, and we’re here to kidnap you.”
A chorus of wails rose from the three captives as they doubled their struggling efforts but the zipties held strong. The two men laughed at the futility of their attempts before pulling chloroform cloths out and going girl to girl, drugging them to unconsciousness. With the three girls now asleep, Brad and Brycen rolled them behind the couch out of sight before finishing up the sweep of the floor. The two remaining rooms were empty, although Brad did find a calendar in one of the rooms with “clubbing” written on the day and radioed the team. It seemed that there were a few girls having a night out and were not in the house, a suspicion soon confirmed as the sweep of the house was completed with four girls unaccounted for. “This has to be a clean sweep.” Angelo ordered. “Let’s get back downstairs and prepare for the remaining girls to come home.
- - -
They didn’t have to wait too long, about 15 minutes after finishing with the girls in the lounge, Angelo’s voice came over the radio. “We’ve got a car pulling up outside, looks like an Uber.” He reported as he watched a grey car stop at the end of the driveway and let some girls out.
There were 3 girls, dressed like they had been out partying at the club. They were all clearly intoxicated, stumbling as they made their way up to the door. The one on the left wore a short black dress with black leather thigh boots. The girl in the middle, acting as the mother of the two by being the least intoxicated of the group, wore a leather tube top, leather pants and white strappy high heeled sandals. The tall platinum blonde on the right wore a black strappy crop top, white leather skirt and heeled ankle boots. A quick check of the files on the sorority identified them as Jess, Sarah, and Audrey. “Three girls, approaching the front door.” Angelo reported. “Audrey, Jess, and Sarah from the files, Should be easy.”
“Copy.”
Knowing that every girl in the house was now unconscious and secured, noise was not as huge of a concern to the slavers meaning they could now be more direct in grabbing their targets. Keys jingled in the front door lock and the girls stumbled their way inside, laughing and generally making a ruckus. If the rest of the sorority wasn’t tied up and unconscious, Jack wondered how many of them would wake up and scold their sisters for the noise being made. They walked further into the house towards the kitchen, their heels clicking loudly on the tiles as they walked past the hiding places of the three men without a glance left or right.
It was almost too easy. Hindered by alcohol, none of the girls were aware of the men creeping up behind them. Each man took a girl, grabbing them and pressing a chloroform cloth down over their face. Taken by complete surprise, the girls were slow to react, although Sarah had consumed less alcohol than her fellow sisters and did manage to get some kicks in as she struggled, trying to stamp her heels down on Jack’s feet as she flailed and desperately pulled at the hand holding a cloth across her nose.
Jess and Audrey went down quickly, while Sarah lasted about 15 seconds longer before also succumbing to the drug. “Bring them to the laundry room, out of sight.” Jordan instructed, hearing that the girls had been captured.
Knowing they were closing on their goal, the men were efficient. Jack barely took time to admire Sarah’s body as he zipped her wrists together, followed by her ankles. Her body was bent back quickly into a hogtie, noting her flexibility as her body barely strained to get into the position before the ballgag was crammed into her mouth and buckled in place.
With three captives now in the small room, the kidnappers did not have much space to maneuver as they worked their way around the piles of shoes in the room to get to the door and closed it. “Go prepare the other girls to move out.” Jack directed the other two. “Just one girl left, I’ll take care of her.”
Brad and Brycen headed back upstairs to do the normal routine of re-chloroforming the captive girls and moving them to a single room close to the stairs so when the vans were ready, the men would have an easier time carrying the captives to the garage. Jack moved to the front room to lie in wait. If the girl came through the front door, he would be able to surprise her, if she came in through the garage, he would receive a warning from Angelo or Jordan and be able to move to subdue her before she encountered her sorority sisters tied up in the laundry room. “In position.” He radioed.
There were two cars that drove by the sorority house raising false flags before an older car finally pulled into the driveway. “Last girl arriving, front door.” Jordan radioed.
Jack rubbed his hands with glee as he got ready to pounce on the final girl, hearing keys in the lock and knew that they would be good to go very soon.
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Angela yawned as she finally pulled into the driveway of the sorority house and turned her car engine off. Working at a bar off campus was definitely not her ideal job, but the tips were definitely helpful to her for paying tuition and it kept her disciplined having a job on top of school, so she didn’t mind it too much. That is unless someone got a little touchy feely after having too many drinks but there were bouncers that dealt with that. Pulling her keys out and letting herself in through the front door, the time meant that some of the girls would have gone to sleep by now but a saturday night after sorority events meant someone should have been awake for her to say hi to.
The complete opposite was true. The eerie silence in the house surprised her greatly, given the activities of some of the girls and how there was always something going on. “Girls?” She called as she poked her head into the kitchen.
The lights were on and there were a couple plates at the table and on the counter but no sign of any of her sisters. “Weird…” She muttered to herself.
Hearing some faint moaning, she followed the sound to the front hall closet. Slowly opening the door, she found Lin with a rubber ball strapped in her mouth wriggling around in a tight hogtie of zipties. “Lin?” She gasped.
Her friend rolled over to look up at her with wide eyes. She knew Lin had a bit of a kinky side from the handcuffs she had once spotted in her room but this seemed a bit extreme.“Is this some kind of prank I didn’t know about? What the f-mmmph!”
Angela’s one-sided questioning was interrupted by a cloth clamping down around her face. Lin hadn’t even seen the attacker emerge from the side to grab Angela and haul her off of her feet. Her eyes popped open as she struggled and tried to scream but the chloroform went to work and soon she hung limply in Jack’s grasp.
Lin sobbed into her gag as Angela was laid gently on the ground, now unconscious. “Quiet you.”
Lin flinched before shaking her head and pleading through her ballgag, drool spilling down her chin as the chloroform cloth descended. For the second time tonight, she was unable to do anything as she was forced into dreamland. Jack turned his attention back to Angela, rolling her onto her stomach before going to work. The short black dress, stockings, and heels that she wore looked very good and he rubbed a hand over her butt through the dress before starting to bind her. “Angela captured.” He said as he bound her wrists. “Bring up the vans, we have a payday to load up.”
By the time he had finished hogtying and gagging the dark haired girl, Brad and Brycen had already brought down two girls that he recognized as Elena and Sabrina, laying them in the front hall before going to the garage and opening the door to allow Jordan to back in his van. Jack joined them in the garage, with Angelo still keeping watch outside as they closed down the garage door. Waiting until the door fully closed with a clunk, they now had the freedom to carry the bound and gagged girls from the rooms inside the house to the van without being seen. Jordan jumped out of the driver’s seat and beckoned to the other men, who were opening up the back of the van. They walked over to the side of the garage where he uncovered the four unconscious volleyball girls. “We’ll start with them.” He said.
They each took one girl, slinging their hogtied form over their shoulder and carrying them over to the waiting van. Jordan set Faith down first on the ground, climbing into the van to open up the cages that lined one wall and assisted in shuffling each unconscious girl back into a cage. The cages were very small, barely large enough to fold a girl into but the slavers did it efficiently, stowing one girl, closing the door, padlocking it, then moving onto the next cage. It’s like pet control. Jack mused as he helped push Christy into the cage above Ariana.
After each girl was deposited, the men went back into the house to bring out more. The clubbing group from earlier was soon deposited inside of cages, their heels poking out between the cage bars which caused cursing more than once from the slavers as it prevented them from getting a girl all the way inside of a cage. Despite all the girls being captured, they still wanted to get out of the house as fast as possible so they worked frantically, hauling girls from inside the house and forcing them into cages before running back inside for more. It was more like an assembly line, which proved its efficiency as the first van was soon fully loaded up. Containing the four volleyball girls, the three club girls, and the three girls from the kitchen, Angelo opened up the garage door and pulled the van out, preparing to take up a scouting position so Jordan could back his van into the garage.
While Jordan was getting set up, Jack and Brad went back inside to the second floor to grab Yuu and Alyssa. “You said there was a boyfriend here?” Brad asked as they collected Alyssa from her bed.
“Yeah, he’s knocked out in the bathroom.”
“We can’t have witnesses for what happened tonight. Just a quick in and out.”
“Brad, we’re not here to kill someone for being here at the wrong time.”
Brad scoffed but relented. “As long as he didn’t see anything.”
“He saw a guy in black and then got knocked out. They’ll know it’s a kidnapping but they can’t do anything about it.”
They argued all the way down to the garage, with Yuu and Alyssa over their shoulders. Reaching the van, which already had Lin, Angela, Elena and Sabrina locked into cages, Jack got one last feel of Alyssa’s rear from her position over his shoulder before she too was locked behind metal bars. Brad went back inside to join Brycen in collecting the girls from the lounge as Jack joined Jordan inside the back of the van. “A good haul honestly.” He said as he absentmindedly played with Lin’s hair through the bars.
“No problems so far, but I’m not relaxing until we get back to the safehouse with these girls without a tail. The sooner we’re out of here, the better.” Jordan grumbled.
Looking into Sabrina’s cage, Jack noted how her elbows were bound as additional security, which had the added effect of thrusting her breasts out into her sports bra. On a whim, he reached through the bars and tugged her bra up, allowing her breasts to burst out from the confines of the fabric. “Hey come on.” Jordan said, although his eyes were also very focused on her breasts. “No touching until later when we’re back at the safehouse.”
Jack reluctantly withdrew his hand as Brad and Brycen reappeared with two more girls. “Almost done.”
Vivian and May were the two delivered girls, leaving just Irene and Allison inside the house. Jordan and Jack got to work depositing the girls inside of cages. “There has to be a more efficient way to have these cages setup.” Jack grumbled as they lifted May, being one of the smaller girls, to the top row of cages.
“If you have better ideas, bring it up with the head office. I’m sure they’d love to hear them.” Jordan shot back, although he was also breathing heavily from the exertion of lifting her up.
They had to wait a couple more minutes before the other two emerged from the house with the last two girls slung over their shoulder. “Sorry, had to rechloroform this bitch.” Brad said pointing at Irene in answer to the questioning glances he got.
They quickly got her bundled away inside of a cage and then placed Allison alongside her. Wiping sweat from their foreheads the four men nodded to each other before splitting up. Jordan climbed into the van while Brad and Brycen stayed in the back. Jack exited the van and waited until Jordan pulled the van out before closing the garage door. Going back inside, he pulled out the keyring he had taken from Angela when he had captured her and exited through the front door, locking the door before tossing the keys onto the roof. As he walked down the driveway, he looked back at the sorority house. There was no sign of anything wrong from the outside, and they were hoping it would stay that way for at least a day as Angelo pulled up the van beside him. “Fancy a ride?” He asked.
“Depends, where to?” Jack asked back with a grin.
“Oh I don’t know.” Angelo shot back. “Maybe a multi million dollar payday with this load of Asian cuties in the back. Now get in, sooner we’re back at base, the better.”
Jack opened the door and climbed in, glancing back through the panel into the back of the van to see the cages full of sorority girls and allowed himself to laugh. “Let’s away!” He declared as they drove off into the night.
As the two vans left the street and turned onto the main roads, the Psi Sigma Tau sorority disappeared into the night.