Rachel Adams – Bench Bound Prisoner

Rachel peers around the empty warehouse. She knows “The Mistress” has been taking girls to sell in black market slave rings, and she’s going to bust the story wide open. She finds a trunk in the corner of a room and opens in. BINGO. Shackles, ballgags, spandex bodysuits, hoods, and all the necessary equipment to restrain and keep about 5 girls quiet at a time. Also, a logbook containing shipping times, prices, and personal notes about the girl’s captivity… “Oh my god… Some of these girls were locked up in here for over a week! Just wait till my editor gets a look at this!” she says out loud forgetting for a second she is sneaking around. She pulls out her phone to take some incriminating pictures, and as she does a big strong hand lands over her mouth and yanks her back into reality. She struggles all she can, but the lights get dim quick… As she comes to, she looks down and sees that she is firmly tied down in a sitting position on a bench in the same room she was poking around in. “Oh good, you’re up.” says a booming voice. “We know who you are and who you work for Ms. Adams, and we can’t have you blowing the whistle on us. I have taken the liberty of undressing and washing you. We took some nice nude photos for our buyer’s catalog, and then dressed you in your spandex uniform for shipment.” Rachel Tries to scream out, but the huge menacing leather panel gag in her mouth does its job of silencing her. “It’s no use trying to scream, your gag has been fitted, this building is soundproofed, and you have been bound to this bench with steel woven ropes for safekeeping until a buyer can be found. Once that happens, we will package you for transport. Thank you for making this so easy for us.” Rachel again tries to futilely cry out, but only ends up making bubbles and drool coming out of the bottom of the gag. She struggles and squirms hard, but that steel rope does not give an inch. She is helpless. “You shouldn’t be here for more than a few days. We reduced your price for a quick sale.. to make sure you’re out of our hair very quickly. See you soon Ms. Adams.” As the door slams shut behind him, she knows bad things are on the way…