Everything hurt. As Jade slowly crept towards consciousness the first thing she noticed was how much her body hurt. Her feet, legs, shoulders, wrists, jaw, everything hurt. The second thing she noticed was the rubber taste in her mouth. Her tongue hit some smooth round spherical shape filling her mouth and forcing her jaw open, which she soon realized was a ballgag from her time on the internet. Despite pushing with her tongue, the rubber ball was strapped securely in place and buckled at the back of her neck under her hair, it wasn’t going anywhere. Third, she could feel the cold metal shackles locked around her wrists and secured above her head, wrenching her shoulders up and forcing her up on her tiptoes. Her body strained as she could feel almost all her weight on the cuffs and her wrists and she tried to stand up straighter to alleviate some of the pressure, but her body still screamed in pain at her. Fourth, she was completely naked. Cool air swept over her body, causing goosebumps along her skin as she squirmed uncomfortably, mourning the loss of her outfit and boots as she stood completely exposed. Last, but not least, Jade finally opened her eyes and looked side to side, finding herself in some kind of cellar or basement room with concrete floors and walls and her two best friends similarly stripped, cuffed, and gagged chained up to rings on either side of her.

Blonde Tanya and brunette Hope stared back with wide eyes as they too took in the surroundings. Tanya being the tallest of the three had her feet flat on the floor, not straining at all with how her hands were chained up above her head. Hope was a bit taller than Jade, so Jade could see her straining a bit but Jade was on her tiptoes as tall as she could make herself to help her shrieking shoulders. “Whhhhr hrmmmmmmmnnd” Tanya tried asking through her ballgag, then blinked back tears as she realized how muffling the gag was. 

Jade was wondering the same thing and as she thought about how she ended up naked and chained in a dark basement, her memory slowly returned. The three girls had gone out to celebrate Hope’s birthday with a night on the town. The birthday girl had worn white: white knee high boots with a block heel, a white leather skirt and white halter top. Tanya had worn a mix of black leather boots, skirt, and jacket with a pink top. Jade had joined them in tall black leather boots and a black strapless dress. The first round of shots had given them a solid buzz, but the second set from the smiling bartender had knocked them out completely. 

The girls had awoken some time later in a room in the basement of the club, wrists handcuffed around metal support poles behind their backs, legs bound with duct tape, and their mouths filled with some kind of cloth and wrapped tight with multiple turns of duct tape around their heads. Jade had freaked out and eventually the noise of her handcuffs clanging against the metal support pole had brought in a masked man who gave her a stern warning, then wrapped her arms from fingertips to elbows in duct tape and added more around her toros to pin her against the pole, leaving her unable to move her upper half. The man left the room, leaving the girls to whimper mournfully and squirm against their bonds. Leather squeaking and muffled sobs were the only sounds to be heard for the next couple of hours. 

Later two masked men had entered the room, one holding a bottle and a cloth in hand that he then clamped over Hope’s face. Jade could only watch in fear as the birthday girl’s struggles faded and her head slumped over into unconsciousness. By the time the men had finished knocking out Tanya, Jade had realized the cloth must be doused in chloroform but she had no way of avoiding the inevitable as the cloth descended over her face and despite holding her breath, she eventually succumbed to the fumes. 

And now she stood on her tiptoes, naked, drooling over her breasts around her ballgag as she glanced worriedly at her friends. She inwardly cursed the average female Asian height as she looked up again at her cuffed wrists, which were sore and turning red from the strain as light as she was, she didn’t think the human body was meant to hang all of their weight on their wrists. 

With the padlocks chaining their cuffs to rings on the wall, Jade knew none of the girls were going anywhere even with their legs free. She glanced at her friends breasts, admiring how large Hope’s were even with her arms overhead and only realized she had been caught staring when Hope let out a gagged exclamation and Jade’s eyes guiltily shot up to meet her friend’s questioning glance. She was saved from any kind of gagged explanation by the door to their cell opening and two men dressed in black entering the room. “Not bad…” One of them muttered seemingly to himself as he reached out and squeezed Hope’s thrust out breasts, causing her to scream. “Alright get them collared, we’ll have some new merchandise for the auction tomorrow.” 

Jade then realized the other man had been holding three metal collars in his hand, which he set down on the floor and picked one up, opening the two halves as he approached Tanya. The blonde shook her head and tried to lift a leg to kick out at the man approaching but he easily grabbed the weak kick and held her leg up. “I wouldn’t have done that if I were you.” He told her in a warning tone before taking a stun gun from behind him and tasing her in the stomach. Tanya screamed before going limp, her two friends watching in horror as the man pulled a set of leg irons from his belt and snapped them around her ankles as she hung limply. With no more resistance, the collar was easily snapped around her neck before he turned his attention to Hope. “None of that out of you.” He said as he slapped her breasts twice, leaving red imprints on her skin. 

Hope whimpered and nodded, allowing the man to quickly chain and collar her before his eyes turned to Jade. Jade’s blood ran cold as he seemed to scan up and down her body. Despite her earlier resistance in the club, watching Tanya get electrified and knowing the inevitable was coming, she meekly submitted to the cuffs and collar, feeling the cold metal settle around her neck as the collar snapped shut. “There we go, sluts.” He sneered in her ear. “A preview of your life to come: chains, cuffs, metal, and no escape for the rest of your lives!”