Denise stepped up on the platform in her bare feet, still wearing the rest of her cheerleading outfit, as well as a barcoded tag around her neck. Every few seconds she would glance down at it as she tried to wrap her mind around what was going on.
The man seemed to notice her struggle; his smile indicated he was enjoying it on some level as he moved a video camera set on a tripod over in front of her, perhaps six feet away, and turned it on her. Just as he seemed to be done placing it, there was a buzz from his pocket. "Excuse me," he muttered flatly as he stepped behind the table and took the call.
"Yes...yes. I have some brunettes in stock now. I just checked one in that you might like. I'll send you a clip shortly. A blonde? I actually got one in today that you would have liked but someone paid full price for it the moment it was available, so it's gone. I'll let you when I restock. Bye."
Denise couldn't help but overhear the conversation. Was he talking about her friends? He mentioned a blonde, was that Katie? Had this man really sold her and what did that mean, where did she go, would Denise ever see her again? As she listened to the phone call, her eyes wandered over to the wall where the bins were. She noticed that the two covered bins each had a piece of paper attached to the side, while the open bin didn't.
"Now, where were we?" the man asked as he returned and stood next to the camera, pressing a button to turn it on. Denise saw the familiar red light coming from the front and realized he was making a video of her. "Now, it's very important that you do exactly what I tell you. Do you remember rule number two?"
"Yes. Do only as you are told. Nothing more, nothing less."
"Good. Remove your top."
Denise shuddered. He was telling her to strip on camera, she wanted to ask why but she thought better of it. She reached down to the bottom of her sweater and slowly pulled it up and over her head, revealing her pretty lacy black bra. As she was doing this, the man walked over to a corner and picked up what looked like a round trash bin, carrying it and sitting it next to her. Denise finished removing her top and as she glanced down into the bin she saw a pile of Mustang cheerleader tops and skirts. Her friends! He had done the same to them...she correctly assumed she was the last.
"Wait a minute. I can't have you throw your top in there. It goes to the woman that acquired you. She specifically requested it. Your entire outfit, as a matter of fact. Don't move, I'll be right back." He walked out the door with purpose.
Denise was trembling all over. Her mind went back to the warehouse as she remembered dancing in front of the mirror right before that woman grabbed her from behind, forced something over her face and knocked her out. That same woman was the one that mocked her, played with her, both in the warehouse and in the vehicle. Now she was going to get Denise's cheerleading outfit - one of her most prized possessions and the one thing everyone identified her in.
The man walked back in with a beautiful glass box. He sat it on the table and then lifted the lid off before carefully placing Denise's shoes and socks inside it. Then he walked over to Denise. "Hand it over." She meekly gave him her top; he took it and folded it very neatly before placing it inside the box. Then he stepped back.
"The skirt."
Denise reached down and slowly slid her skirt down her legs, stepped out of it, and then handed it to him, watching him take equal care to fold it like he had the top before placing it inside the box.
"Now the shorts."
Denise gulped as she slipped her cheer shorts down and off, revealing her matching black panty. As she saw her underwear revealed, her mind went back to the day she and her friends had all gone shopping at Victoria's Secret with her daddy's credit card and they had each bought a matching bra and panty set. That set was all she was wearing now as me meekly handed him her shorts.
"Remove the bra."
Denise bit her lip as her fingers went to the clasp behind her, opening it and releasing her D-cup breasts from it. In moments it was folded and added to the box.
"Now the panties."
This wasn't the first time Denise had stripped in front of a guy, but this was different. There was no hint or expectation of sex at all here. Denise felt very much out of her element as she removed her panties and handed them to the man. He was very methodical as he folded them and placed them into the box, then replaced and locked the lid.
Denise shivered slightly as she stood on the platform in front of the camera wearing nothing but the barcoded tag around her neck. He moved back behind the camera again, leaving her to wonder what could possibly be next...
Here's the next chapter, trying to keep them short and keep them coming!
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The Cheer Squad: Part 8The man left Denise standing on the platform as he walked back over to the table and made a few more notes on the paper. As she stood there alone a few thoughts were running through her head: 'why is he writing all this information down? what happened to my friends? and what is going to happen to me?' All she wanted to do was ask him these questions but she was just too frightened to open her mouth. She understood the rules and didn't want to get hurt, so she stood there quietly, looking down and waiting for whatever was going to come next.Next:
After a few minutes he stood up and walked back over to her. "Head up, stand straight." To drive home what he meant he placed his hand on the back of Denise's head to guide it upwards and forwards. "There, now over here on the table." He kept his hand on the back of her head, applying just enough pressure to get her to step off the platform and towards the table. Once she was standing next to the table, he l
The Cheer Squad: Part 10Denise was standing on the platform still, wearing only the barcoded tag around her neck and a lost expression on her face. She was still trying to process what was happening to her. She had lost all concept of time but assumed it hadn't been a day yet since she and her friends were lured into an abandoned warehouse by one of their own, chloroformed, and kidnapped. Just a day before she had been the most popular senior in her school, the head cheerleader, and dating the quarterback of the football team; now she was in this room with this man, no idea where she was, and being treated as no more human than the box of her clothes that sat on the nearby table.
He was still standing behind the camera as he spoke. "Now, stand perfectly still, with your feet shoulder width apart, and your arms at your sides, your hands just away from your body. Look straight ahead." Denise complied; his instructions to her sounded like a photographer talking to a model and
Cheerleader Denise takes direction very well. Obediently. I think she will make a very nice slavegirl. 
Strange! I made a comment last night from my phone and it's not here. But, what I wrote was that this had to be the most clinical stripping scene I can recall reading but, as clinical as it was, it was still weirdly erotic for me.
I like every detail of the stripping scene. And this guy folding every piece of Denises clothes puts the cherry on the cake.
Like everyone else has been saying; it's super creepy that the guy is just doing this with no sexual interaction at all. Just like he's examining an item for defects.
And also, brilliant use (Or lack of) gender pronouns when he was on the phone. "Someone paid full price for it the moment it was available." He didn't say "her" just "it." It's like he's saying "You aren't even a person anymore"
And also, brilliant use (Or lack of) gender pronouns when he was on the phone. "Someone paid full price for it the moment it was available." He didn't say "her" just "it." It's like he's saying "You aren't even a person anymore"
Nicely done!!!! Stripped naked and the dude remains emotionless, he has been doing this way too long!!!! A naked beautiful young woman right in front of him and he doesn't even bother to ogle a little bit? He has lost his humanity!!!! So I imagine the open container against the wall is for Denise, until she gets to the final destination!
Since he said the blonde was gone, did he sell her or was she the one that did not follow the rules???? I am anxious to see what is next! Really nice work!!!!
Since he said the blonde was gone, did he sell her or was she the one that did not follow the rules???? I am anxious to see what is next! Really nice work!!!!
Ah, I see what you meant now. Barcoded and organised by hair colour, eevil!
Yet...impressively organised too. I suppose it makes sense that successful criminals would have an efficient filing system.
This is creepy, it's almost more creepy because there's not really a sexual element to it, just cold and business-style.
Yet...impressively organised too. I suppose it makes sense that successful criminals would have an efficient filing system.
This is creepy, it's almost more creepy because there's not really a sexual element to it, just cold and business-style.
The matter of fact, methodical approach the man takes is effective and creepy. It emphasizes that Denise and the others are not humans. Just objects to be inventoried and sold.
The Collector could be a sociopath or most likely a psychopath. Psychopaths are more organized and methodical about their crimes, sociopaths are more impulsive, cold hearted versus hot headed. The psychopath literally sees people as objects. Other people are just there to be used for their own personal gain. He doesn't sexualize their processing, because the girls are not sex objects to him, just things to sell to make more money. In this case things that command a premium price. If he were sexually abusing and humiliating them, then he would be a sadistic psychopath. But it would not be about sex, it would be about power and control, destruction of their lives and causing them personal suffering. The psychotic sadist would use the girls for his own gratification, as nothing more than sex toys to torture, abuse, humiliate, and dehumanize. It is more about control than sex tho. Frankly the girls got lucky that the Collector was not a sadist, and processed them professionally. It was still degrading to be treated as merchandise to inventoried and packaged, but it could have been worse. However it is likely that his buyers are sadistic sociopaths or sadistic psychopaths, and the poor girls will likely suffer then.
Then again, Denise was kind of a stuck up snotty bitch before being caught........so I guess she totally deserves this fate.
Then again, Denise was kind of a stuck up snotty bitch before being caught........so I guess she totally deserves this fate.
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