Sunday, October 22, 2017

They were left









They sat in the back of the Jeep bound at the elbows and wrists, two blindfolds used to blindfold and gag them, and the seat belt restraining them in the seat.  Their bodies bounced violently as the Jeep tracked deep into the woods.  Their arms hurt, forearms forced to touch behind their backs, the ropes just above their elbows burning their skin.

The knotted bandanna between their teeth was nauseating.  The blindfold was saturated with sweat from their brow.  Their shirts were soaked as they too were wet with their terrorized sweat.

They drove for what seemed like hours.

Until they finally stopped.




The seat belts were removed and the blindfolds pushed up to their brows.  They saw the cabin in the middle of nowhere.  They were grabbed by their biceps marched up the stairs and pushed face down on the floor.  There their biceps were woven with ropes and their wrists bound to their backs with ropes around their guts.







They tied Jake's legs together at the knees and ankles,
and, bending the 22 year olds legs, tied his ankles to his thighs.They pulled Jake up so he was on his knees, and after throwing a strong rope around one of the beams of wood in theroof, and tying it to the ropes woven between his biceps.

Jake's moans and groans from his gagged mouth
filled the cabin.

His head was bent down, chin on his chest, as he watched
the sweat pour down his face and drip from his chin
onto the dusty floor below. 






Justin had watched them bind his best friend and
put his body in a position of pure torture.  He was
not going to go down with out a fight.  Though his
arms were secured tightly behind his back, he kicked
powerfully at their two kidnappers, hope to have them
hit their heads and be knocked out.  But they got him
down, kicked him to submission, and bound him
up on his knees next to Jake.

Moving the blindfold back over their eyes, they
photographed their captives, sent text messages
with their demands, got back into the Jeep, and left
Jake and Justin hanging from their arms, balancing
on their knees and screaming for help through their
gags.


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