She walked home from work. Weary and exhausted. Her heels drag as she goes at a snail's pace.
Suddenly there is a hand across her mouth, a strong arm around her waist and a white van at her side. The strong arm is attached to an even stronger man who throws her into the van and tapes her mouth before putting a hood over her head. Her hands tied behind her back.
She hears the van door slam close and the tires screech as she is jolted back banging her head. Everything goes quiet, and black.
She wakes up naked, tied to a metal bed, legs and arms spread.
Looking around she sees nothing. Just a black empty space with one white light swinging above her.
Suddenly she sees a red blinking light in the corner. A camera. Recording.
She cries out for help, a zap stings her neck. Again she cries out, zap again.
Realizing she is wearing a bark collar. Tears run down her cheeks.
"Hello?" she whispers. "Hello...is there anyone here?"
Silence.
She could hear a whirring.
"Hello?"
"You were in the wrong place at the wrong time. You aren't the girl that was meant to be grabbed... But you'll do." A male voice laughed.
The camera zooms in.
"Red hair, green eyes, good rack, no scars I can see, no diseases I can see, pussy looks good. Inspection will be had. You'll be a nice addition."
"Addition? To what?" she asked sobbing.
"You'll find out soon enough." He replied.
