They were waiting for him when he arrived home. It was after midnight and the street was empty, so there was little chance that they would be seen. The white Ford van parked in front of the house would most likely go unnoticed because of the auto mechanic across the street. There were different cars parked on the block every day and chances were good that it had roused no suspicion at all. He had barely got out of his car when the back doors of the van flew open. Three women, all clad in the same black, skin-tight cat suits, came running towards him. Startled, he dropped his bag and tried to grab the maglite he kept next to the drivers’ seat, in an effort to defend himself. By this time they were already on him and one had placed a cloth drenched in chloroform ether over his face, which he quickly succumbed to.

When he woke-up he was in the back of the van. He was very groggy from the effects of the ether and it took him a few minutes to fully regain consciousness. He looked around the van and found that it appeared to be a newer model, with features you wouldn’t find in the showroom. There were no windows, except the two on the back doors and those were blacked out with very dark tinting. Another door made of steel bars was placed behind them and the “cage” style door was locked with a large padlock. The floor was a steel sheet that had a number of rings and shackles set into them. The walls of the van were similar plates of sheet metal and were also adorned with rings and chain. The front cab of the van was separated from the back by another set of cage bars, similar to those found in police cars. He could see the backs of the three female heads in front of the van. As for himself, he felt a sudden chill as he contemplated his situation. It was then he realized that he was not only chilled from fear but he was sitting naked on the cold floor. He was actually not completely naked a small metal tube encircled his flaccid penis. It was locked with a small padlock to a ring that constricted the base of his testicles. It wasn’t painful but it was tight enough that he wouldn’t forget it was there. The head of the tube had a d-ring that was chained to one of the rings on the floor, stretching his penis away from his body. A thick, restrictive leather “posture” collar was around his neck and it was locked to a ring in the wall of the van. He could not easily move his head up-and-down or side-to-side and he could not pull away from the wall. His wrists were restrained behind his back with similarly thick leather cuffs. They were attached to the same ring in the wall and forced his arms up and angled into a very uncomfortable position. His legs were spread wide and restrained to the floor at the thigh and ankle with more leather cuffs, locked to chains preventing anything more than slight movement. He attempted to call out but could only manage a muffled, “mmph”. A large rubber ball gag was squeezed into his mouth covered by a leather panel, which forced it in deeper. A series of leather straps were attached over and behind his head as well around his chin, forcing his jaw closed.

One of the women turned around at the sound of his muffled cry.

“Well, well, good morning sleepy head,” she chuckled at him, “We’re almost at our destination and well let you off that cold floor soon. Just relax and enjoy the trip.”

He screamed a series of curses behind the gag but it was futile as they also came out as muffled whimpers. She laughed at him before turning back around.

After what seemed like an eternity, the van finally came to a stop and the three women got out. He heard the key in the back door and soon the doors swung open, again revealing his three captors. They were all young and attractive but it was obvious through the skin-tight latex that they were all very strong and in-shape. The driver unlocked the cage door and they all entered and surrounded him. He felt extremely vulnerable at that moment, with the three intimidating figures towering over him.

The first one spoke, “We’re going