Ransom Demands

The parents of the missing boys watched Jake's video stream.  As it ended a hand appeared and shoved a dirty rag into his mouth.  They helplessly watched as his eyes and mouth were taped up. They stood him up and turned him around.

The parents gasped.

His arms had been bound behind him with a rough rope.  From the binding just above elbows some blood was oozing from under the ropes. His forearms and bound wrists were an ugly purplish color and his veins were popping through the skin.  Rope circled his torso, binding his upper arms to his sides.

His mother was crying.

"He a tough kid, he can take it," his father said, a quiver in his voice as the camera went dark.

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Benny lay there hogtied, still in a pool of sweat.  He had tried to fight them off, but they overpowered him, beat him up, and roped him extra tight. He had squirmed and struggled to free his arms, only to tear his skin to shreds. Now, exhausted, he listened to Jake's speech.  He heard the dreaded sound of the tape being pulled off the roll gagging Jake.  He could not know that the camera was now on him, close up on his ropes, his bound ankles tied to his wrists.


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Every few hours they would pull the gag off  Brian, have him drink Ensure through a straw.  Twice a day they would cut his hogtie, drag him outside to piss and shit, and then they would clean him with a hose, fix his pants, drag him back to be hogtied.  He figured they would at least untie his arms and wrists to give him some relief, but they never did, and he wondered how long it would take before gangrene would set in, and would they have to amputate his arms!

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The third day.

Jason's parents puked as they watched their son taped and led away.  His legs buckled under him from being bent in the hogtie for two days so they kicked him as he struggled to get up.  When he was brought back to his friends, he could hear them whimpering now.  Jason broke down too as they bound his legs and hogtied him.

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Twelve hours latter.

Somebody touched Jeremy on his head!

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"That touch.  I remember how my body jerked.  This is it, I figured.  They're going to torture me to death.

Remember that we had been bound now for 3 and a half days.  You loose all sense of time by then.  Your body no longer has any feeling.  Your mind however is racing....  racing as you realize your are going insane.  

Anyway my hogtie was cut....

Then the tape was cut from my face.

I planned with my last breath to spit in his face.

 I broke down and wept as Officer Martinez helped me and my friends to the waiting evac choppers.

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Good night

Revenge.

Jay Jake and Jesse 

They tied their arms behind their backs at the elbows and wrists with a strong hemp rope.

They shoved a rag in their mouth, and taped over it.

They tied their ankles.

Dragging them one by one, they dumped the ropes Jenson boys into the back of their truck.

They lay their on their backs...

Terrified...

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They pulled me out of the truck and dragged me into the old Franklin barn.
They they ripped of my shirt.

Then they tied up my knees and my thighs, bent my legs back, and tied my wrists and ankles together.

When they had the three of us hogtied they dragged me to the middle of the old barn where ropes were hanging from a rafter.

They tied the rope between my ankles and wrists and hauled me up.

I hung face downward.  My shoulders felt they were being ripped from my body.

The sweat was pouring from my face, dripping onto the floor.

The whole time a camera was rolling.

Then they beat us with their fists......

On our bellies and chests, bound arms, head and legs until we were out cold.

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So you want to know what happened and how we survived?  A loud creaking sound brought me back.  I was still hanging when I dropped a few inches.  Our weight was breaking the old rafter.  Suddenly it broke and the three of us fell to the floor.

Again I was knocked out.

When I came to the second time Jay's teeth just cut the hogtie from Jesse.  Now he was biting through the knots on his wrists and arms.  Jesse finally broke free,  His arms were shaking from the spasms of pain from his shoulders to his hands, yet he untied his feet and untied Jay.  They the freed me.

We walked out of the barn, holding on to each other, our bodies shaking and our legs weak until we collapsed on the road.
 And a trucker pulled up and rescued us.

We ended up with broken rips, dislocated shoulders and massive rope burns on our wrists and elbows.  I also had a broken nose.  But our torturers were dumb:  they never hid their faces in the video they posted on Dad's facebook page.  Now they are serving life imprisonment without parole.  So, I guess, at the end of the day, the revenge was ours!
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041717 JO Pic of the week: Left. Tied up.

Begging

Two more miles to go

Will they survive?

They ripped off Jake's shirt and pulled his arms behind his back.  Binding first his wrists, they moved up to his elbows, yanked his arms together, tied them,  Finally they circled ropes around his upper arms until they were secured.  Making a ball with the rope they shoved it between his teeth and tied it behind his head.  They they worked a lighter and melted the knots.

When they had Jake bound, they tied up Mike in the same way.  Putting them back-to-back, they tied their biceps together.

They were already soaking wet with sweat from being bound.  Now unable to speak or free themselves, they watched the truck drive away.

The sun was scorching their bare chests.

They knew they had to find help.

Mike started walking forward, Jesse bound arm and arm to him, walked backwards.

They had to find help fast.

It was almost noon --- they did not have much time!

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Face to face

Held for ransom

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They were next to each other.

In a circle - crossed legged sitting on the floor.

Their crossed wrists were lashed together.

Their forearms pushed together and tied off above the elbow and in the middle of their arms with a strong, rough rope.

The biceps of one were tied securely to the biceps on another.

Each of their legs was bent, shins tied to things, ankles bound.

Their mouths were stuffed with pieces of their shirts that had been ripped off their bodies.

Thick tape circled their mouths and eyes.

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OUR ARMS WERE NUMB.

THE HAIRS ON THEM WERE MATTED WITH SWEAT.

THE GAG MADE ME WANT TO PUKE.

I DID NOT KNOW WHO WAS ON MY SIDES, BUT I COULD FEEL THE FLEXING OF MUSCLES IN OUR BOUND UPPER ARMS.

IF THEY THOUGHT ONE OF WAS WORKING THE ROPES, WE WOULD GET SLAPPED HARD ON OUR FACE, SEVERAL TIMES.  WE QUICKLY LEARNED NOT TO TRY.

I COULD SMELL THE MARKER.

THE SWEAT WAS WIPED OFF.

I COULD FEEL A LARGE NUMBER FOR WRITTEN ACROSS MY BELLY..

THEN I HEARD THEM SPEAK:

"We are going to play some dice.

You have been numbered, 1, 2. 3. 4.

They have been slow in getting the $40 million for you.

So, the winner will be tortured, via SKYPE"

I WAS NUMBER ONE

MY HOW BODY WAS TREMBLING.

I COULD TAKE THE ROPES, BUT TORTURE?

NUMBER 6

NUMBER 6

NUMBER 5

NUMBER 6

NUMBER ONE!

It was then that the beating we all had dreaded began.

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