Scarlett Johansson

Emma woke the following morning to found herself bound tightly with ropes. She'd had difficulty getting to sleep the previous night and had obviously overslept. Hutchinson and Robertson were getting her ready for transport to her new temporary home. They said nothing as they worked. Pretty soon Emma was bound to their satisfaction, and they carried her down in the lift to an underground parking garage. Charlie was waiting there, chatting to an attractive blonde woman Emma had never seen before.
"Ah, Emma. There you are." Charlie said. "Sorry for the rude awakening, but your new master was insistent.
"I hope this isn't a reflection on what I can expect Charlie." The woman said in a sharp voice.
"Certainly not." Charlie said dismissively, then turned his attention back to Emma. "Emma, this is your new master. For the next month, you are hers, she will explain her rules and what will happen if you disobey them. I expect you to be good Emma. If you behave yourself, then it will reflect well on me." Emma was surprised that Charlie was giving her to a woman, but then she thought about it and couldn't remember Charlie actually using any gender-specific pronouns. She'd just kind of assumed it would be a guy, but obviously there were women in The Society who liked to collect latex slaves as well.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" The woman snapped impatiently at Hutchinson and Robertson, whilst impatiently tapping her beige pumps. "Put her in the car." She indicated a car parked a short distance away, painted white, with dark tinted windows. The two men carried Emma over to the car, but as Hutchinson reached down to open the back door, the woman shrieked "Not there you fools." She pressed a button on her key fob and the trunk opened. The two men bundled Emma into the trunk of the car, and she did not look happy about it. Charlie caught one last, pleading look on her face before the trunk slammed shut.

Charlie sighed, and confronted the woman.
"And mine?" He said, not quite as sharply as the woman, but still stern enough to show that he wouldn't be pushed around. The woman pushed another button and the back left door opened. A squat, balding man stepped out, his right hand firmly grasping the arm of a captive latex ****.
Scarlett Johansson.

The man led her over for Charlie to appraise. She stood passively as his eyes raked her up and down.
"She's well trained." The blonde woman said. "As you can see we've been using her as a maid, but she's trained to perform virtually any and all tasks you require."
"She's beautiful." Charlie said softly.
"Well, that's your first trade done. You're moving up in the world Charlie. Let me know if you want to trade again. I have plenty of good quality stock." The blonde woman said.
"Sure thing. It's been a pleasure dealing with you." Charlie said, with only a hint of insincerity. He didn't like the blonde woman. He watched as she strode over to her car and elegantly slid into the front passenger seat. The squat man climbed into the driver's seat. Charlie turned his attention back to his newest prize.
"Hutchinson, go settle her in Cell 4. Move Felicity up to the Penthouse. I'll come and see Scarlett later, and assess her abilities as a maid. I was planning on giving Molly some training in that area, but if Scarlett is good enough, I may not have to."
"Yes sir." Hutchinson said, as he snapped to it.

Charlie heard the woman's car tear out of the parking lot, and thought he heard some muffled cries from the back, but he paid them no mind. It's just business. He told himself. As he watched Scarlett be led away, the light glistening off her maid uniform and her hands bound behind her back. He knew he made the right choice.