Ray was behind on his quota. He’d known he was behind pace for most of the quarter but now that it was staring him in the face he was feeling just a tad more stressed than usual. Sighing, he stood up from his desk and walked down the hall to the intake room, where the recent acquisitions were currently being stored.

The room was dark, and flicking the light on caused a chorus of muffled complaints as the girls were blinded by the harsh white light. Over a dozen cages filled the room, two thirds containing captive girls forced into balls. Each had leather cuffs buckled around their wrists and ankles and chained together. A padlocked collar and ballgag completed their bondage, marking them as slaves to be prepared for sale shortly. Picking up the clipboard near the door he flipped through the listed profiles for the inventory that they currently had.

The most recent acquisition was Miranda Gonzalez, a reporter from the local news station who had been searching for a big breakthrough on the rumour that there was a white slavery ring operating in the city abducting young women for sale overseas. She did get a big break on her story, just not one that she would ever get to report as she strained against the cuffs, tears spilling down her eyes as her tall boots squeaked against the cuffs trapping her legs together. She had thought she had been meeting a contact with information about the captives, but instead had been held at gunpoint and forced to gag herself, the horror of the situation setting in as handcuffs clicked around her wrists and she was frogmarched to a van. More cuffs had clicked around her boots and twisted with the handcuffs chain to hogtie her and the masked men had spirited her away to the facility where she now found herself in.

The next cage contained Denise Kim, a college student who had been driving along on a trip with three of her friends for spring break. The four coeds now filled a third of the cages themselves, clad in denim shorts and tank tops and sandals, their trip cut short when they were pulled over by a fake cop for speeding. While they had spent time trying to talk him out of the speeding ticket, none of the girls noticed a large van pulling up behind them until armed men surrounded the car and one by one, each girl was yanked out of the car, tied up and gagged with duct tape and tossed into the van. The girls had sobbed and squirmed the whole way to the facility, but nothing could stop the inevitable fate of now being sold at auction.

Avery Tennyson, a blonde nurse who had gone out for a smoke break, was next. She’d been snatched behind the hospital, not even getting a chance to light her cigarette, before she was thrown into the van and spirited away. Her nurses uniform was dishevelled, but Ray knew that uniform would add to the price so he probably needed to get that cleaned before she went up for sale.

Hayley Li, a quiet computer programmer, squirmed in the cage beside Avery. She’d been returning from lunch break and in the elevator the woman behind her had chloroformed her and taken her down to the basement parking level where she next woke up in this room, bound and gagged in a cage. And to her surprise, cages right next to the woman who had kidnapped her to begin with.

The last filled cage, regrettably, was Alex Schneider, who was a recent associate of theirs. She’d been caught going behind their backs to sell Hayley to a buyer without going through the correct channels. She had planned to break ties and flee once receiving the money, but instead they had caught on and she became one of the lots to be sold instead. She glared at Ray as he walked in front of her and he shook his head. Traitors deserve no mercy and she would be on the auction block soon enough.

He turned and left the room, walking back into the office and stopped short when he realized it was practically empty. “Where the hell is everyone?”

Adrian was the one man still left in the room and he spun around as Ray asked the question. “Uhhh, hey boss. They went for a break.”

“A break?” Ray couldn’t believe his ears. “With how behind we are? How do they expect to meet the quota when they’re on break?”

Adrian looked like a deer in headlights. “Well boss, they were suggesting we start doing burglary kidnappings. You know, break into places, tie up the girls, steal loot for extra cash and then take them with us? Not a bad plan right? We don’t have to wait for them to come to us?”

Ray thought about it. They were still short nearly a dozen girls and had two weeks to find them. Maybe it was time for drastic measures. “Maybe.” He said. “Call them back, break’s over. They need to get moving.”

Ray left the office heading back down the hall to the garage. He didn’t hear the electric shock and grunt coming from deep in the office space. He was going to have to find a way to quickly snatch over a dozen girls. A sorority was a chance, and the group had a couple scouted out just for that purpose. Sitting down at his desk again, he began flipping through files, completely unaware that someone was lurking behind him until a stun gun was placed into his back and the trigger pulled.

Back in the prison room, the captive girls whimpered as the harsh light flickered on again but instead of Ray or one of the kidnappers, they were surprised to see a dark haired woman in a catsuit and boots standing in the doorway with a look of surprise on her face. Realizing it wasn’t one of the kidnappers, every woman let out a hopeful cry. “Hey, calm down. My name’s Alison, I’m going to get you out of here.”

With keys snatched from Ray, she went to the first cage on the right which contained Alex, who moaned hopefully into her gag, her eyes blinking away tears. For the first time since being captured, Hayley finally showed some emotion and shook her head frantically as Alison bent down and fitted the keys in the lock of the cage. “Nmmmmmph! Nmmm hrrrr!”

“Shhhhh, I’ll get to you in a moment, I need to get everyone out of here before more men return I’ll be quick.”

The padlocks holding Alex’s ankles and ankles together were undone and Alison helped her out of the cage, allowing her to stand on shaky legs and Alex reached up to undo her ballgag. “Oh my god, thank you thank you thank you.”

Alison smiled. “No problem, get those cuffs off of you. There’s some smaller keys over by the door that I think are for the individual cuffs, I’ll get to work on the rest of the cages.”

Alison then bent down over Hayley’s cage, who was still frantically mmphing behind her gag trying to get Alison’s attention. “Mmmewinn ymmmm!”

Alison opened up the lock before her eyebrows creased. “What?”

“Mmmmehiiind ymnnn!”

She seemed to understand in that moment as Alex towered over her from behind, snatching the stun gun off of Alison’s belt with lightning speed and jamming it into the catsuit clad agent. Her body shook for a few seconds as the voltage pumped through her body before she went limp. “Always have to watch your back.” Alex said with a grin as she stood over the unconscious agent.

Horrified moans rose from the other girls and Hayley dissolved into sobs as Alex next looked at each of the cages with a predatory grin. Using the master key ring, Alex unlocked the padlocks attached to her leather cuffs, which were soon buckled around the wrists and ankles of the catsuit clad agent on the floor. Once the cuffs were padlocked together, the rubber ballgag still slick with Alex’s saliva was jammed between her teeth and buckled at the back of her neck. Alex then relieved her of various gadgets, her belt, and other things this agent was carrying before picking her up and carrying her over to the cage that just moments ago had held her prisoner. Alison was then folded up inside of the cage and the door slammed with a clang, trapping the agent inside. Alex then went back to Hayley’s cage and locked it, sealing the Asian girl in once again. “I’ll be right back, this is the break that I needed. And I’ll be taking all of you with me once I’m out of here.” Alex winked before leaving to take care of the other men in the building.

Hayley whimpered around the ballgag and tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked through the bars at Alison who was still unconscious. They had been moments away from breaking free, and one backstabbing bitch had ruined it all.