There were six men in total. Two had been stationed in front of the open door while the remaining four were too busy frisking us for weapons and making leery advances to the scared girls.
The leader of the operation personally searched me, his grin widening when he nearly touched my breasts. I held myself from cringing at the slimy feeling of his hands over my body. When they were done, the leader brought out a few blindfolds. I swallowed at the thought of total darkness, remembering that time I was blind. I did not like the feeling of helplessness that had trailed me when I had lost my sight. The man had given the others some blindfolds. The captain had tied off mine first while the lackeys tied off each girl one by one. But something was wrong. I could hear their conversation and I felt my hands twitch.
"Boss! I think you might have given me a little extra.''
