This is a work of fiction and fantasy. I do not condone the illegal activities that take place. It is a work of fantasy ONLY.

Andrea Brown stood on a cliff taking in a breath-taking view of the surrounding valley.
'God, this is gorgeous, ' the pretty 24 year old woman said quietly to herself. Andrea was a tall, athletic woman with black, curly hair and brown eyes. She was wearing blue jeans and a red flannel shirt over a blue long sleeve shirt. Well worn, tan hiking boots were on her feet.
Andrea had graduated college two years ago and had gotten a job almost immediately. After two years she was finally able to take a vacation. An avid hiker and camper, she had decided she wanted to hike in an area that hikers did not typical visit. And she was enjoying every minute of her vacation.
She had hiked for over four hours to this exact spot. Here she was able to eat lunch and enjoy a spectacular view. The air temperature was perfect, not to hot or cold. However, as all good things must end, it was time to get back to her car and get back to the hotel. The one disadvantage of this hiking trip was there were no camping sites. Technically, she was not suppose to hike in this area.
Getting up, she took a swallow of water from her canteen. She finished packing up her stuff. She wanted to leave the area nice and clean. She put her backpack on and started on her way. As was her custom, she took a different route back. This way, she could see more of the area.
After about two hours, Andrea realized that she had taken a wrong turn. Studying her map, she soon realized her mistake.
'Damn, that is where I screwed up, ' Andrea said to herself in annoyance. I have to head back. At least it only cost me twenty minutes.
Just when she was ready to head back, Andrea noticed a fairly large shack. A road could be seen right next to shack.
'That's funny, I wonder who built that, 'she thought to herself.
Naturally curious, Andrea started to walk over to the shack. It was actually fairly big, it looked like it could hold several rooms. Though old, it looked like someone was actually taking care of it. The building did not look like it had been abandoned. She also noticed car tracks on the side of the shack as well as footprints. They all looked somewhat recent.
Carefully walking over to the shack, Andrea took a peek through the dirty window. A chill went down Andrea spine and a cold pit developed in her stomach. She must of stared for about thirty seconds, her brain not comprehended what she was seeing.
Andrea saw three women in the shack. They were all sitting on chairs. They were all bound and gagged. They were  squirming in the tight ropes wrapped around their bodies, Andrea thought she could hear mmmph sounds coming from their mouths.
Andrea stood in shock once she realized what she was seeing. She was, however, able to snap out of it.
'I have to do something, ' Andrea said to herself.
Quietly, but quickly, walking to the front the shack, Andrea carefully opened the door. Fortunately it was not lock. Closing the door behind her Andrea entered the shack and got a good look at the captives. The first girl had short, light brown hair with brown eyes. She seemed to be of average height and was wearing formal clothing, black pants with a grey blouse that was buttoned up in front along with a collar. She was wearing heels. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties.
The second girl had black hair that reached to her shoulders. She had hazel eyes and was of average height as well. She was also wearing formal clothing, a black dress with a hem that reached mid thigh. She was also wearing a black jacket that that covered her arms. She was also wearing high heels and looked to be in her mid-twenties.
The girl in the middle really made Andrea sick. She was probable eighteen. She had red hair that was tied up in a pony tail. She was tall with brown eyes. She was wearing light blue bikini panties and a tank top with spaghetti straps that exposed her midriff. Her feet was bare.
All three were tied up identically. Their arms were tied behind their back. Ropes could be seen tying their upper arms to their chests, their wrists to their waists. Rope was tied around their ankles, knees (above and below), and thighs. Additional ropes tied their wrists and ankles to the chairs they were sitting on. Ropes also tied their chests to the chairs. Thick pieces of cloth were tied around their mouth. The muffled screams, as well as their cheeks, proved that there mouth were stuffed with something.
While the two women wearing formal clothing had angry and frustrated looks on her face, the girl's eye were red with crying. They were struggling to get free as Andrea had entered the shack. The girls body were squirming and struggling in the tight ropes. It was obviously, though, that they were well tied. The muffled sounds coming from their gagged mouth filled the room.
After seeing Andrea, all three started to scream into their gags. However the gags did a good job in muffling their screams. Taking off her backpack, Andrea ran over to one of the mid-twenties woman, the one wearing the black plants, and said, 'Relax I am going to get you out of here.'
She proceeded to try and untie the knot of cloth tied behind her neck. It took a few moments, but soon she was able to untie the knot. It took another few moments to remove the cloth, it was wrapped around her mouth and back of her neck several times. But soon the cloth was removed. In her mouth there was a large wad of cloth. Andrea helped the poor woman spit the wad of cloth out of her mouth.
It took a few seconds before the woman could speak, the packing had dried her mouth. 'Oh my god, you have to get out of here. We were kidnapped by slavers. They are going to sell us. We have to get out of here.'
'What, white slavers, they don't exist, do they. I mean they are an urban legend.'
'That is what the man said. He has been on the phone talking to someone. We are going to get shipped out tonight, please you have to untie us, ' the woman said desperately.
'Don't worry, I will get you all out of here.' Andrea started to get ready to untie the poor girl. However she was tied up with so much rope, she did not know where to start.
Just when she was going to start, she froze, her heart stopping for a second. A look of fear appeared on Andrea's  face that matched the look on the scared, bound woman. They had both heard the sounds of  a car pulling up to the shack. Andrea first instinct was to try and free all of the women. But her brain told her there was no time. Taking the wad of cloth, she quickly shoved it in the surprise girl's mouth.
'There is no time, don't worry I will get you out of here, ' Andrea whispered as she took the cloth and started to wind it around her mouth and back of neck. The poor girl she was gagging started to quietly cry into her gag. The other two, who were witnessing everything, started to cry as well, their struggles in their tight bondage became even more intense. Look of panic could be clearly seen on their face. For a brief moment, the three girls thought they were going to be freed. Now the woman they thought would be their savior would be leaving them bound and gagged.
'Just sit tight, you three are not going to be sold, ' she said as she quickly tied the knot in the back of her neck. Getting up she quickly grabbed her bag and took another look in the room. There was only one entrance to the shack that lead to the main room she and the other three captives were in. In the back there were two smaller rooms, one that seemed to be a sleeping area, the other which acted as a store room. Noticing several trunks in the store room she quickly went into the room and hid behind the trunks. There was no door so she could still observe the main room. Andrea tried not to notice the quantity of ropes, cloth, handcuffs, leather cuffs, tape, and ball gags that were present in the room. All of the equipment that can be used to securely restrain and gag people. She also noticed a quantity of bags of various materials.
Andrea heard the door of the shack open.
'Hello ladies miss me. I brought another guest.' The three girls tied to the chair stopped struggling, their eyes wide open looking at their captor and new guest. The guest was a thirty year old blond hair woman with long hair reaching her shoulders. She was tall with dark green eyes. She was wearing blue jeans with a blue blouse and sneakers. Her arms were tied at the wrist and elbows, upper arms tied to her chest, her wrists tied to her waist. She was gagged with cloth like the other three girls. Her eyes were wide with terror.
What was truly frightening was her captor. He looked like he was only twenty one years old. He had cold steel grey eyes and his black hair was cut short. Despite his age, his face had 9 o'clock shadow. He was tall and very well muscled, he looked like he could easily overpower anyone, man or woman. He was wearing black jeans with a black turtleneck shirt. He was wearing black army boots.
Taking his new captive he forced her to an empty chair. Despite her struggles, her legs were tied like the other girls, at the ankles, above the knees, below the knees, and thigh. He then tied her wrists and ankles to the chair itself as well as her waist. The man worked coldly and mechanically, as one would take out the garbage or build a bookcase. Taking out a notebook, he started jotting notes. Periodically he would feel her breasts or push her face to one said. It was terrifying. He seemed so young. It was beginning to dawn on Andrea that his boyish youth were in fact a mask. Under the mask, he was cold. When he was done taking notes he took out a camera and took several pictures of his new victim.
When he was done he put his notebook and camera down. After taking out a cell phone he dialed a number.
'Hey dad, I got the fourth piece of merchandise. When will the pickup take place?' After a brief pause. 'Tonight at ten pm?  No there will be no problem. Just looking forward to getting back to civilization. Okay, see you tomorrow.' After hanging up,  he took several moments studying his captives.
'We are going to make a fortune off of you four.' The man walked over to the woman with hazel eyes, who was wearing a dress. He knelt next to her, his hand moving up her bound thighs under her dress. His hand started to stroke her sex. The woman closed her eyes, looking up to the ceiling. Tears started to stream down her cheeks, she began to cry into the tight gag in her mouth.
'I am afraid that you are going to have to get used to this. The people we will sell you to will do a lot more than what I will do.' His voice was ice cold, as sharp as a diamond. His other hand started to caress her breast. He began to kiss her neck. The other girls just stared at the scene, crying. They were still trying to comprehend what they were seeing.
Andrea could not watch what was unfolding in front of her. She had no weapon, and she was pretty sure that she could not take the bastard on. Looking around she noticed a window. While the creep was assaulting the poor girl, she went to the window and gently opened it up. The man did not notice. She took her backpack and gently pushed it through the window and on the ground. She was then able to crawl out of the window. Closing the window behind her, she grabbed her back pack and quietly ran as far as possible from the shack. She had to get to the police as soon as possible.

(several hours latter)

'Yes sheriff I am telling you the truth, I saw a man with four women who were kidnapped. One of the victims told me they are going to be sold. You have to do something. I heard the guy say the pick up will be at 10. It is already 8.'
Andrea had driven immediately to the sheriffs office, located near the wooded area, just as it was approaching dusk. The sheriff was the only person in the office. She had spent almost half an  hour in his office explaining the situation. It was frustration. He seemed to be deliberately obtuse.
The sheriff, an older man in his fifties looked at Andrea. He had brown hair that was graying. He had sharp blue eyes and was clean shaved. He was tall and fairly well muscled. Despite his age, he looked like he could hold his own in a fight. 'Okay Miss Brown I think I get the situation. You stay here. I need to gather some of my men, you just stay here,' Sheriff Jones said. The sheriff got up and left her in his office.
For an incredible brief moment in time, Andrea sat in her chair. She then got up and started to walk around the sheriff's office. She was restless, her concern over those poor girls, bound and gagged, prayed on her mind. She had to hope the sheriff and his people will get to them in time. However explaining everything to the sheriff took longer than she had expected. She  had not expected the sheriff to spend so much time talking and question her. She was also ticked off that he seemed to be texting while question her.
Andrea's eyes, roaming along the sheriff's desk, focused on a picture in a frame. For a brief moment time stood still. The picture showed the sheriff next to a young man, some one with black hair and grey eyes. A short man who was well muscled. The man who had kidnapped four young women. She had described the man she had seen. The sheriff had not reacted at all to her description.
'Oh my god, ' Andrea though to herself. It is not possible. The sheriff can not be involved with a kidnapper. It is not possible.' Andrea just stood dumbfounded, staring at the picture. Then, after several moments, Andrea got control of herself. She was about to head to the door when it opened and the sheriff appeared. Sheriff Jones took one look at Andrea and the picture on his desk. A smile, a cruel evil smile, appeared on his face.
'Figured it out Miss Brown. I wondered if you might. That was why I had to make absolutely sure the station only had you and I. Just needed to make sure my men are where they should be.'
'You are with him, this monster!?' Andrea practically screamed at the sheriff.
'Actually the young man is my son, one of the best kidnappers in the state. I should know, I trained him.' the sheriff replied in a matter of fact tone.
Andrea just stared at him, incredulously. He had trained his son to kidnap women and to sell them. She could not believe it. 'How could you do this. How can you let your son do this?' she asked.
'Considering my daddy taught me, it makes perfect sense. The slave trade is kind of a family business. '
'What, a family business... ?' Andrea's brain took a  moment processing all of this. A family dedicated to kidnapping and selling women. It was incredulous. She could not believe that this actually existed in this day and age.
'And I guess we will have a fifth girl to sell, ' the sheriff said as he made a lunge towards Andrea. Andrea just barely managed to sidestep the sheriff. Grabbing a lamp from the sheriff's desk he was able to bash the sheriff's head, momentarily stunning him. Andrea managed to run around the sheriff and out of the door.
'I have to get out of here, ' Andrea thought to herself. Making a beeline towards the entrance to the building she nearly ran into a young woman. She had dark blonde hair with brown eyes. Her hair was cut short. She was short but athletic looking. She was wearing blue jeans with a green blouse. Sneakers were on her feet. The woman hands were around Andrea's arms as Andrea ran into her.
'Oh my god, you have to help me. The sheriff is trying to kidnap me.'
'Hold on a minute, what are you talking about, ' the girl replied.
'The sheriff and his son are kidnappers. We have to stop them, ' Andrea very nearly screamed a reply.
'Hey Brianna, glad you could make it. ' Sheriff Jones looked at Andrea and Brianna, the former practically in the other arms. 'Do you mind helping me lasso this wildcat.'
'Sure no problem Dad. ' Brianna replied. She took Andrea arm and twisted in behind her. While not quite dislocated her shoulder, Andrea was in a great deal of pain. Her face twisted in pain, fury, and shock.
'What is going on, you have to help me!!' Andrea screamed at Brianna.
'Why should she,  ' Sheriff Jones  said. 'She is in the family business as well. Both son and daughter make me proud.'
'no no, please some one help me!!!!' Andrea screamed as Brianna forced Andrea back into the sheriff's office. Together they dragged their screaming and struggling captive back to the Sheriff's office.

Andrea was lying on the floor. Together the sheriff and his daughter had managed to tie her wrists and ankles. It was not easy because she had fought like a wildcat. They had managed to finally stop her screaming by stuffing her mouth with a large wad of cloth and wrapping cloth around her mouth and back of her neck to keep it in place. Brianna had started to tie Andrea elbows while the sheriff started to get his office in order.
'Bring this slut to David. Tell him she is going to be shipped with the other four. We should get some extra money for her, she is a cutie.' Andrea tried to struggle some more after hearing the sheriff. No, she was not going to be a slave. She was going to get free.
'No problem dad, ' Brianna replied  as Andrea upper arms were tied to her chest.
'I will clean up here, I will get rid of her car and take care of her room in the hotel. Help Dave to clear out the shack. We are going to suspend activities for the next few weeks. Just in case this girl is investigated and the shack is discovered.'
'Gotcha, ' Brianna replied. After finish tying Andrea, she picked Andrea up and slung her over her shoulder. 'Sorry that my vacation took longer than expected. I was not expecting the delay. David should not have had to deal with this job by himself'
'No problem Brianna, these things happen. No harm done.' With her dad's help, Andrea was carried outside and dumped inside a car trunk. She was then hogtied. Andrea cried into her gag from pain, her wrists were tied incredible close to her ankles, her hand and feet were practically touching.
'I hope you enjoyed your vacation slut. I am afraid you are going to be a slave for the rest of your life.' Brianna slammed the door of the car trunk. Andrea struggled inside the trunk.  If she could not escape, she was going to be sold as a slave. But the ropes were to tight, the gag silenced her too well. She could not escape or call for help.
'How could they be so matter of fact about this. What they are doing is illegal, immoral. How can they do it.' Andrea twisted and squirmed in the backseat. All she did was cause herself to be in pain, the pressure on her wrists were horrible.
The car continued it journey back to the shack. Andrea had no idea how long the trip took. Eventually the car stopped. A few moments latter the trunk opened. She saw an evil pair of brown eyes staring down at her.
'Now I am going to remove the hogtie and free your ankles. There is no point in struggling or trying to run. You are in the middle of a forest. At most you will break your neck. So you have better behave.'
Andrea felt the hogtie rope being removed, and her ankles were untied. The strain on her wrist left, allowing a look of relieve to appear on her face. She was helped out of the trunk and walked over to the shack. The same cold young man could be seen staring at them.
'Dad called telling me the situation Brianna. Sorry. I had no idea she was there.'
'It is okay Dave. Not your fault. We never should of accepted the order while we were shorthanded. We just need to clean up, in case the authorities investigates this area.'
Andrea was walked over to the shack. The four women looked up and saw Andrea being led into the shack, bound and gagged. All four women started to cry, realizing that their only chance at salvation was gone.
As Andrea was made to sit on the chair and she was tied to it, Andrea struggled to try and come up with an escape plan. However none would come. Her fate was sealed.
The male kidnapper took out his notebook.
'Let start processing you,' the man said, a predatory grin appearing on his face. Andrea simply stared at her tormenter, hatred and fear filled her eyes.