When she woke up, Leonie found herself blinking at the gleaming light of a neon bulb. She tried to move but found herself stripped down. In spite of her aching head immediately fears of rape and toture built up in her head. They were not helped by the fact that she discovered she was naked. At least she could move her head a bit and was relieved to see Vicky lying on her left side. She was also naked and stripped to something that looked like an operation table. In passing, Leonie could not but admire Vicky's impressive breasts. Leonie called over to Vicky: "Vic, Vic! Are you awake?" Slowly Vicky opened her eyes, clearly confused and began to turn her head to Leonie, irritated by the straps holding her. "God, Leonie! What happened to us? What kind of place is this?" Leonie tried to shake her head but was immediately reminded of her headache. "No idea. All very weird. I'm so afraid!" "Me too. I ...", Vicky was about to reply when a door opened and they could vaguely see someone come in from their restrained position. Judging from the heavy footsteps there were at least two men coming in. "I hope this catch is better than the last one, Bill.", a voice remarked. "These two fat boys last week were hard to sell." "Sell!", it echoed through Leonie's head. What on earth could that mean? She was a human, no commodity fit for sale! Then the other voice replied: "No worries, Tom. These two will fetch top quotes." "I hope so. Otherwise you may join them on the trailer!" Then the men stood before them. One was a huge dark-skinned giant around 30 years old. The other was a smaller, overweighed white man in his fifties. Behind them appeared another figure, a woman around 60, slim, well dressed and clearly in charge of things, even if she had not spoken a single word so far. All of them looked at the two girls who stared back, anxiously waiting for someone to end this nightmare. The burly white man looked at the girls and suddenly stepped forward, shutting their mouthes with adhesive tape. "You know that the boss does not like them to talk without being asked." So the woman was indeed the boss, Leonie thought, annyoed by the tape. The woman gave the thinnest of smiles and stepped forward. "Thanks, Tom. Let's see what we have here." She put on a pair of thin rubber gloves and first turned to Vicky. She felt her up carefully, including her most intimate parts. Then she called the huge dark guy: "Turn her round, Bill." Bill carefully losened the strips holding Vicky down and with his giant force he turned her around with Vicky not even daring to resist. Then he stripped her down again, Vicky's butt now exposed to the woman. She inspected it as carefully as she had the rest of her, including again her private parts. Especially Vicky's butt seemed of great interest to her and she squeezed it carefully. Without any apparent result, the woman changed her gloves and turned to Leonie. Leonie felt the rubber gloves slide across her body, squeezing hher breasts and thighs and then she felt the woman holding her pussy lips apart and looking at her most intimate goods. Then Bill was again called to turn her around and she chose to endure this procedure without resistance. Once she was stripped down again Leonie felt the hands slide across her back. Then her butt cheeks were spread apart and she briefly felt a finger poke her butt hole. Then the woman squeezed her butt cheeks a last time and let them slide together again. Finally the woman addressed the two men who seemed to have been alamost as nervous as the girls: "Good job, this time. These two are definitely prime quality." "What shall we do with them?", Bill asked.