The room was illuminated by a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. The yellow light showed the concrete walls of the gloomy room. A single door could be seen on one side. A glass window with blinds, currently closed, dominated the other side of the room. A single chair was bolted to the floor. The female sitting on the chair was equally immobile.

The thirty two old brunette had dark eyes, currently hidden behind a leather blindfold, and light chestnut hair. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. The woman arms were tied behind her back in a jet black leather armbinder, the black straps strapped around her breasts making a dark contrasts to her pale white skin. Leather straps bound her legs at the knees and ankles. Ropes bound the end of her armbinder and her ankles to the chair. A large panel covered her lower face, forcing a large plug in her mouth silencing her cries. Other than pale blue panties, she was completely naked.

Detective Jane Williams had no idea how long she had been here. She had been working undercover for a month trying to collect evidence on a white slavery operation. Her and her handler, Sergeant Margaret Dixon had been working quietly on this operation, believing that the slavers had friends in the department. The fact that her cover was broken suggested to Detective Williams that her belief were well justified. She was glad that she and Margaret had kept the evidence they had obtained concealed from prying eyes.

The poor girl had ceased struggling. She was simple too well tied. She did not know how long she had been left in the room. Time had lost all meaning.

The door opened and a woman entered the room. She was a tall, blonde, Scandinavian looking woman. She was wearing black pants and shirts. Black boots were on her feet. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. She had ice cold, piercing blue eyes. She walked towards the bound detective and removed her blindfold. She took a step back and studied the bound woman.

The detective eyes blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. It was not that bright in the room so her eyes adjusted quickly. She took a moment to study the room and then at her captor. A grim look was on the face of her captor.

Her captor shook her head in mock sadness. 'I must say detective, your meddling in the affairs of this business was quite impressive. You were surprisingly resourceful. We know in fact you accumulated a fair amount of evidence. And you hid it from your superiors.'

Detective Williams merely stared at the woman with a fairly good poker face.

'We want the information. We want to know where you concealed the information. '

The woman paused before continuing.

'Now I am not going to lie to you. Your fate is sealed. You are going to be sold into slavery. Much like this young woman.'

The woman walked to the window where the blind cord was located. Slowly and melodramatically she pulled the cord so that the blinds were pulled away showing a two way mirror. On the opposite of the window was a bound and gagged brunette. She was well bound with rope with a large ball gag in her mouth. She was tied to chair that was bolted to the floor. After seeing the girl, Detective Williams eyes went wide. She started screaming into her gag once again trying to remove her bonds. She failed and simply stared at her captor, tears in her eyes.

'Your cousin is a sweet thing. We will make a nice bit of money off of her.'

'You have two sisters don't you. And a niece. And a number of cousins. And at least three female friends.'

Jane just stared, realizing what her captor was implying.

'Your cousin is being sold into slavery. Whether we start kidnapping your friends and family member is up to you. We will start kidnapping someone once every hour until you tell us what we want to know. Where is the evidence you have accumulated. You have 30 minutes to decide  before we kidnap another girl who will either be a close acquaintance or family member.

The captor started to walk out of the room leaving Jane to think and stare at her cousin.

'By the way, we have your handler and gave her the same options. If she agrees first to give us the information we want, we kidnap all of your female family members and friends. Immediately. Just something else to consider.'

Muffled shouts were hurled at the captor as she left the room and closed the door. Jane looked at her scared cousin. A door in the room opened and a man dressed identically to her female captor walked in. She walked straight towards her cousin and started to play with her cousins bare breasts. He did this while looking straight the two way mirror. Jean screamed pathetically and uselessly at the mirror.

Will she be the first to reveal where the concealed information is located?