A minor prince from the area buys Kara

"You bought just the one this time boss?" a large dark skinned man with clean shaven face and head asks.

A smaller well dressed man pushing Kara's wheeled rack ahead of him nods "Yeah Sporus, none of the others were really all that interesting, besides, her price went a little bit up after the baby-selling bastard tried a few bids.
Her looks are good and her health is exceptional, I can only assume her mind broke during capture or transport and that's why they threw her in the proverbial bargain bin"

"Hmm, well those shipping guys do tend to be laughably afraid of sending anything sub-par to the controllers at the fancy auction, what's in her notes?" Sporus nods at the sheet of paper in the other mans hands

"Hmm, besides what's obvious by looking at her, the highest health rating I've ever seen at this auction, maybe ever, she's apparently not a virgin, a pity, American though no state mentioned, no blood family." turning the paper over he scans the second page "No known skills of value, capture comment saying she's either very gullible, a bit stupid or both. Well, don't worry pretty, the only thing you'll need your head for her is giving head, and we'll give you plenty skills that will bring value" he smacks her ass and starts pushing her towards a rather dark room in the back.

'...Ooh, smack that ass!
Pervert!
No one should lay a hand on a lady.
None of us are that kind of ladies.
Hey, not all of us are ladies at all, so keep easy on the missnaming.
Hah, miss naming, miss!
Bastard!...'
While one of the Kryptonian meditative disciplines related to the martial forms of Torquasm-Vo focused on segmenting the users mind and creating a vanguard of expendable sub-minds in order to protect against **** or other variations of mental attacks, it was well known that anyone who tried it ran along a knife's edge with mind-break to one side and a permanent splitting of the mind into multiples to the other.

"Ok, I'll lay her down on the table here and you go get the tools to remove the lenses and earplugs." he then starts to unshackle Kara's collar from the rack, holding his arm around her waist to catch her when she crumbles

"Sure my prince" Sporus goes to a shelf and squints at the things there until he grabs a small rod with a suction cup, something that looks like a long hooked needle and a pipette, on the way back he goes by a washbasin and picks up a glass of water

Putting the tools and the glass at the end of the table Sporus steps over to Kara and grabs hold of her as the smaller man unhooks her belt, waiting until he's also unhooked her still shackled feet from the frame before lifting her up and laying her down on the table.
'Why won't my legs work, my knee hurt like hell before he lifted me, nice of him.
Nice? You stupid bitch, they have you prisoner, you haven't even seen them yet and you're already buying property in Stockholm!
Why would I move to Sweden? Are we in Europe?
No you moron, I'm talking about hostage... you know what, fuck it, and fuck you!
Ooh, are we fucking?
You're such a slut Amy.
Silence, do not profane the vessel of Rao's belief with such thoughts!'

"Ok, she seems mostly calm, though a bit twitchy. I don't think it'll be needed but we should probably strap her to the table" letting action follow his words, he takes a strap attached to the table and hooks it to her leg-shackles, tightening it until there's no slack, he then starts doing the same to the left hand side of the belt as Sporus copies him at the collar and right hand side.

Picking up the needle the younger man takes a small flashlight from his pocket and shines it into Kara's left ear as he carefully guides the needle to a small depression on the earplug.
As he pushes on it the soft sound of air escaping is heard as it deflates, as well as muffled whimpering from Kara "That's gonna smart, here save this in case she gets troublesome later" he pulls the plug out with the hook and hands it to Sporus before repeating his actions on the plug in her right ear.
'AARGH!!! FUCK! What are they doing to our ear, it hurts, it hurts!
Please stop, /ieiu/.
I wanna go home. No.. NO, not the other one!'

Whispering to Sporus "Let's go grab a bite to eat and let her ears rest for half an hour before we try talking to her."

"Sure Adam... boss" as the two leave the room, Kara lays writhing in her bindings

30 minutes later, the two men re-enter the room.

In a soft tone Adam speaks next to Kara "So, I hope your ears have recovered enough that you can hear, blink twice if you can hear me and ignore everything if you can't"
'Rao, words... I hear words, and they aren't just in my head, they aren't just in my head are they?
Calm down, that is the sound of the enemy, learn it so we can hunt him down and rip his eyes out, break his bones!
Hey, don't be so blood thirsty Alex, and let me bone him before you debone him please.
Shut up Amy!
Well I don't care what you want, I'm blinking'
About 15 seconds after he's asked his question, he sees Kara blink twice quickly.

"Good girl" lifting the pipette and filling it with water from the glass Adam then nods to Sporus "You're going to feel some discomfort in your eyes, don't be afraid, we are only removing the lenses" as he talks Sporus grabs Kara's chin with one hand and uses his other to hold open her left eye as wide as he can.
'Lenses? Is that why we're blind, it's not permanent?
Praise Rao!
Hey, it's the nice voice that's giving us sight, not your useless god.
Shut up the both of you, they are the same fuckers that took our sight in the first-aah, let go of my head!'

Dripping copious amounts of water on her open eye Adam then pushes the suction cup onto the blackout contact lens and start's softly wiggling it around, trying to get the moisture under it so it will let go.
'Why are they poking my eye, this has neither been fun nor a game so I don't want to loose an eye!
Will you stop with the references, we all know you know them and they aren't funny!
Shut the front door!
You sound like a fucking baby, talk like an adult!
Cursing doesn't mean adu... what's that... aah, bright light! Bright light!'

As soon as Adam lifts the lens away Sporus lets go of the eye and Kara squeezes it tightly closed.

A few minutes later Sporus leaves with the tools while Kara squeezes both of her now lens-free eyes closed.

Adam speaks softly while leaning over Kara's face "Hello pet, I am your owner, you may call me Sahib, please me and you will have a great time, anger me and you will not.
It's getting late and you need time for your eyes and ears to work properly again so I'll leave you here on the table until tomorrow, I know the padding is somewhat lacking, but you'll just have to accept that.
Before I leave though, I want you to open your eyes and look at me, I know you won't be able to really see me, and it will hurt, but the important thing is you opening your eyes because I told you to. "

'No one owns me fuckface!
He did give us our eyes back, even if they hurt, I saw something else than black there for a few seconds!
True, and I don't want to be hurt any more.
Cowards, we need to resist!
Calm down, we're literally immobilisere so whether you get your tits in a wringer or not won't change that.
Seeing hurt, I'm not doing that again just because he said so!'

Seeing Kara continue to squeeze her eyes shut, Adam tries to sound stern "You can do it, you don't want to start this by disappointing me do you, after I gave you your hearing and sight back?"

'A short blink won't hurt.
True, and I don't want to disappoint Sahib.
Fuck Sahib up the ass with a burning chainsaw, I'm not doing shit!
Well then we just won't leave you in charge!
Hey you can't do that, we need to leave me in charge, I am our best bet to get through this, hey don't!--'

After a few moments of continued squeezing, Kara's face softens and she blinks up at Adam a few times before grimacing at the pain and closing her eyes again.

"Good girl, that wasn't so hard was it, do as Sahib says and all will be well." he softly strokes her cheek before patting her head and turning towards the exit.

"You'll have a busy day tomorrow, so go to sleep"

'See, that quick blink didn't hurt much, and he was happy with us!
Lickspittle! Turncoat! Coward!
Oh shut up, some compromises have to be made, now simmer down and let's sleep, either way we need to be alert and focused for whatever he's got planned for tomorrow!'