When Carlos woke up, he was tied up in front of his laptop, gagged tightly with an old sock, and wearing a tight pair of briefs he didn’t recognize as his own. On the screen in front of him was a Zoom room filled with men, all staring back at him with leering eyes. Once he started seeing the prices coming through, realizing they were bids in an auction for Carlos himself, he started struggling and screaming. Then the bids started going up.