He goes after Stacie's mother and sister, too

It was early morning when Mick pulled the rig up in front of Stacie's house. The light of day was just beginning to peek up over the horizon, and the entire neighborhood was still swathed in sleep. He looked back in the sleeper compartment to check on Stacie again before he left. He had placed cuffs and shackles on her arms and legs, and chained her to the sleeper cab walls. He placed a ball gag in her mouth to keep her quiet, just in case she woke up. Now it was time to go get her older sister and her mom.

Mick took Stacie's house keys from her backpack and walked up to the house. He unlocked the front door and quietly went inside, closing the door behind him. He went upstairs and peered into each room. When he found Stacie's mother's room he went in. He sat down on the bed, knife in hand, and put a hand over her mouth while holding the knife to her neck.

Stacie's mom woke up with a start. "Shhhh!" cautioned Mick. "I have your daughter Stacie. Do as I say, and she won't get hurt. Neither will you or your other daughter. Understand?" She looked up at him with her bright blue eyes and shook her head yes. He got on top her, and pinned her arms under his legs so she couldn't move. Then he pulled our a ball gag and put it in her mouth. He cuffed her hands, then got up and pulled her to a standing position. She stood there, dressed only in a pink silk camisole set and panties. The side swept bangs of her short brown hair fell into her eyes and she tried to toss her head to get them out of the way.

"You're gonna help me with your older daughter next. Understand? I want you to sit on her, and hold her down. No funny stuff, or I will leave, and you'll never see Stacie again." He shoved the point of the knife in her back. She shook her head yes, and they slowly moved out of her bedroom, down the hall to the bedroom of her oldest daughter. They walked into her room, and Stacie's mom climbed on top of her to hold her down while Mick gagged her and cuffed her. He then chained the two together and motioned for them to get off the bed. The two stood up. The oldest daughter stood next to her mother dressed only in a purple tank top and panties. They were both beautiful, and they'd bring a great price. Mick dragged them out of the room and down the hallway. They went down the steps and walked out of the house to the back of the trailer. Mick had already opened the doors for them.

"Get in" he said to them. "Don't worry, you'll see Stacie soon. Find a place to sit. It's gonna be a long ride." He closed the doors, got in the truck, and drove off to the interstate. Mick smiled to himself at how easy it was to capture them as the truck continued its journey.

Stacie slept on in the sleeper cab, oblivious to what was going on. It had been seven hours now since Mick captured her mom and older sister. The truck hummed along the interstate, and now it was far from Stacie's home somewhere in the next state. Mick was starting to feel tired, but he knew he could make it to his favorite rest stop. It was his favorite for many reasons, the biggest one being the woods which surrounded it, making it a nice secluded spot. People seldom stopped there since it was a small place, and the state sent out maintenance crews maybe once a week to clean and stock the vending machines. Once in a while state troopers would stop to use the facilities, but they wouldn't linger. It would be the perfect place where he could take his time and examine the three women closely. He could have lots of fun with them there, and maybe give them an introduction into their new lives as sex slaves.