A tight tiny black corset.

Five minutes later Max had changed and strutted into the middle of the club. A large bouncer escorting her towards the VIP section where the auction had already begun. The eyes of everyman there watched her every move as she made her way through the club. Unable to tear their gaze away from her. The stern look from the bouncer escorting her alerting them all that they were allowed to do no more than stare.

Max had changed into a tiny black corset, along with a matching black thong that barely covered her, leaving her long legs and ass cheeks exposed to any onlookers. The corset was tightly pulled together by a delicate arrangement of strings that ran down the side. The corset itself squeezed Max's body, hugging her curves tightly as it accentuated her already almost perfect form. Her breast crushed against her chest enhancing her cleavage, but making it difficult to breathe anything but small short breathes. It was uncomfortable as hell but given the way every eye in the club followed her Max figured it was having the desired effect.

The bouncer escorted her out of the main club and into the VIP rooms. As soon as the door shut behind them the music died down. Silenced filled the hall, a stark comparison to the smoky noise filled room from which she had just came. They approached another room and she could her the the voice of her 'boss,' Nathan Richards, speaking.

"Sold... to Mr Kwok. I'm sure you'll be happy with your purchase." Nathan's voice filtered through the door. "Out next piece up for bid... Maxine!" the door opened and the bouncer roughly pushed her through.

Max was blinded slightly by the bright lights as she was pushed onto the stage. Quickly her eyes adjusted. She stood on a small stage, which was little more then a pedestal raised a foot or so above the room floor. The room was filled with 20 or so small tables. 2 or more men seated at each table. Their eyes on her carefully taking in every inch of her. Measuring her up, judging her, pricing her.

Max recognized some of the men. A few politicians, mobsters and gangleaders but the crowed was mostly businessmen, some she noticed from Logans files, some she didn't. She bit her lip going over her plan in the head as the men continued to stare. Nathan himself had spared no expensive making sure he could never be linked to his criminal activities. But Logan was sure that his clients, the men in this room, weren't so meticulous. She would be sold to one of the men taken back to their homes where she would easily escape and gather enough information about the crime ring that Eyes Only could get his foot in the door. Once that first door had been opened for Logan, using his vast recourses he would easily be able to back track all of Nathan Richards criminal activities. Max's thoughts came to a crashing halt

"Oh my god," she gasped as her eyes fell on a man in the crowd. A man that she knew personally. She quickly turned her body slightly, angling her face away from the man, hoping to god he had not recognized her. Her heart beat quickened as she began to panic.