Jon was not sure what he had done wrong as he stood outside his boss’s door. He’d been instructed to come by the office when he arrived back at the facility and now he fidgeted a bit as he waited. He wasn’t a man to be scared easily, but in this business being called into the boss’s office was not normally a good sign. “Jon!”

His boss was sitting behind his desk and he indicated for Jon to sit in front of the desk. “Come in, come in. Sit, you look nervous.”

Jon was then aware of the slurping sounds coming from beneath the desk and raised an eyebrow. The boss understood and grinned. “Can’t be the boss without enjoying some of the benefits right? Layla here is still working on that technique for sure but she’ll get there.”

There was a muffled noise of protest but the unfortunate girl was most likely ringgaged and had no say in the matter. Jon sat and looked at his boss who was still enjoying his blowjob. “Oh don’t look like I’m about to scold you. Quite the opposite actually. I called you in because you’ve given us many excellent years of hard work, ten years in fact. And it’s time you were rewarded for your loyalty.”

Jon felt all the tenseness in his shoulders disappear and he actually felt good enough to smile as he sat up straighter. “Reward sir?”

“Yes, if I recall you don’t own any slaves, preferring to just capture them instead. Well, the company is offering you one of the girls we have in stock, your choice.” He picked up an ipad and offered it across the desk.

Jon accepted the ipad and took a look down at the blonde smiling face staring up at him. Each dossier contained numerous photos pulled from social media, followed by photos of them once they’d arrived on site as well as numerous details about the girl and their kidnapping. This girl was Elle Lawson, a 22 year old college senior and varsity soccer player. Very tall, with a lithe toned body from training, she was definitely prime material. He flipped through a few of her social media pictures, showing the blonde on the beach, with some very attractive friends as well and his slaver mind was already thinking about grabbing those girls too if they hadn’t been already. The reports noted she was quite resistant and fiery, and despite her capture two weeks ago she was still resisting the trainers. There was a note at the bottom, noting she was lesbian as well and Jon flipped over to the next girl.

This one was Asian, Su Kwon was a 25 year old former administrative assistant who could easily pass as a highschooler with her asian genes. Her social media mainly were pictures of her and another guy, noted as her boyfriend of 7 years before her kidnapping and disappearance. She’d been taken from home, when her boyfriend was away on a business trip and with a tendency to sleep early, she’d been ambushed late at night and wrapped up in her own bed before being carried away into the night along with the other valuables in the apartment. Jon swiped to the next one, a longtime boyfriend meant she did not have the qualities he was looking for in the girl that he would call his own.

The next file was a brunette, Chastity Gibbons. Jon snorted as he read the name, which became very ironic as the notes mentioned how she was a party girl, acquired after going home one night with one of the company agents from the bar and after having their fun, been chloroformed and bound and gagged before being transported to the facility. Jon recognized the pattern and nodded once seeing that it was Brad that had brought her in. He tended to trick a girl into coming home with him and either introducing some bondage or outright drugging the girl. But he also tended to fuck the girl and that crossed her off of his list. Jon flipped through several more profiles before setting the iPad down. Not to say they weren’t incredibly attractive girls, but he knew they wouldn’t be up to the same attractiveness as a couple he had in his personal files. “Boss, as much as I’d love to take one of the girls, I’ve had my eye on a couple. Could I grab one of those instead and instead of bringing them in, keep her?”

The boss raised his eyebrow. “Passing on the girls on the list? You surprise me.”

He hesitated. “I’m looking for a particular quality in a girl, and none of those meet it.”

Jon met his boss’s gaze evenly and he seemed to contemplate things for a moment before nodding. “Alright, but clear the target first with me so I can note it down.”

Jon stood up with a smile. “Thanks boss, I really do appreciate this reward.”

“Just don’t get sloppy because it’s for you, the same operating principles apply.”

“Got it boss, take care.” Jon left and closed the door behind him.

With an extra spring in his step, he headed back down the hall to his office, grinning at the train of slaves being walked past him. He had some files to call up and some research to do.

- - -

20 year old Celeste Daniels arrived home from class, walking up the driveway. No cars were out front, meaning her parents weren’t home and her sister was still in school in the middle of the afternoon so she had the house to herself for at least a couple of hours. She took a moment to admire herself in the reflection in the glass outer door of the house, her outfit consisting of a nice red sweater, white skirt that fell to just above her knees and black boots. Coming from a religious family, she dressed modestly to appease her parents although she knew eventually she would definitely be switching up her wardrobe once she moved away from home.

Unfortunately that would have to wait a couple years as the college she attended was close enough that she still lived at home. With a sigh, she unlocked her front door and entered the house. She barely made it two steps into the house when she was seized, a hand covering her mouth and the other wrapping around her body and yanking her further into the house, the door being kicked shut behind her attacker. “Mmmmmph!” She gave a muffled scream as she was hauled off of her feet.

Her bag containing her phone and anything else she could’ve used to call for help had been dropped inside the door as she entered and was now several feet behind her as she was pinned against the floor, her face pressed into her mom’s recently cleaned carpets. Feeling him sit up and holding her down by sitting on her lower back, she choked back a sob as she continued to struggle and kick against his back but the man seemed to not even notice. Soon, her flailing hands were caught and pulled behind her, where a thick ziptie was quickly looped around her wrists and pulled tight, her sweater providing a bit of protection from the harsh plastic but now her wrists were inescapably bound behind her unless she got to a pair of scissors. Then he followed up with a second ziptie just above her elbows, causing her to gasp out in pain as they were brought together and locked in, this ziptie seemingly going through her sweater and biting into her flesh.

Trying to raise her head off of the floor and open her mouth in a scream, her breath intake was interrupted by a hard ball of rubber jammed between her teeth. She froze in shock, which allowed him to force the ball behind her teeth and bring the harsh leather straps behind her head and buckle the gag under her long hair. The ball tasted like rubber, and she could feel drool already forming on the slick surface. Trying to get used to the new feeling of the gag in her mouth, she barely noticed her booted ankles being grabbed and ziptied together as well, tight enough she could feel it through the leather of her boots. Additional zipties at the knees and thighs completed her bondage and her attacker stood, admiring the bound and gagged girl at his feet.

Celeste groaned and drooled a little around the gag, knowing she was utterly helpless and completely at his mercy. Dozens of scenarios flashed through her mind, each more horrible than the last. The scariest for her was if this man decided to just rape her then and there on her parents living room floor. Raised religiously, she’d been saving herself for marriage and had remained chaste even through a couple boyfriends. Now if he decided to, there was nothing she could do about it bound and gagged and helpless. Staring up at the dark mask covering the man’s face, she panted behind the gag, trying to hide how terrified she felt and likely not succeeded as he seemed to think about her.

- - -

It was quick and easy. Jon had ambushed Celeste upon her return home and now zip ties made her a helpless prisoner at his feet. He took a moment to admire the way she looked all tied up, breasts thrust out due to the elbow bonds, the modest outfit that still highlighted her curves, and those boots that looked so good on her feet. Maybe he would raid her closet before leaving and grab some outfits to dress her up now that she was his. He also knew he had some other shopping trips in his future since her closet did not contain much skin baring clothing, but he would fix that soon. From his bag, he pulled a leather collar out and buckled it around her neck, locking it on with a tiny padlock and making sure she heard the click of the lock closing. Her eyes were filled with confusion, but she would realize soon enough what it signified. Her virgin holes also belonged to him now, and they would not remain virgin much longer. She was his reward, and he was sure that he would enjoy it thoroughly once he got her home…