His luck ran out.

"That right boy, loose that shirt, I want you to feel the ropes!"

Jake stripped to the waist.

He leaned against his truck.

"What are you going to do, tie me up and leave me out here?"

"I'm going to tie you up so fucking tight that you are going to think your arms are breaking, and and struggle will make the ropes slice through your bare chest!"

Jake realized this was turning out very bad.  He was hijacked, they have his truck, he is in the deep woods, and now was going to be roped and left.

Jake stared at him.  "Get it over with!" and surrendered himself to be bound.

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He struggled to his feet.  Even that was torture.  He bit down hard on the knotted bandanna gagging him.  He looked around.  Totally abandoned.  He tried to scream out by the gags did their job well.

He felt his shoulders were being torn from their sockets.  He looked down at his chest.  The rope was coarse and rough and streams of blood were coming from under it, mixing with his sweat.

He could only imagine what his arms had become.

Bound wrists pushed up his back to his neck.  Elbows are forearms rope together.  It felt that a mile of rope now circled his body from his neck to his belt.

The two abductors  played a tug-of-war as the tied him up.

His only luck was they did not bind his legs and his feet.  So he could at least walk and try to find help, any one who could possible untie him.

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He walked for hours.

The bugs were feasting on him.

The sweat was burning his eyes.

He was numb now, so the torturous pain his is arms was lest, but his chest and gut was raw with blood and sweat.

He had heard a noise in the distance.

He followed it.  Jack was quickly loosing strength and dehydrating. If he did not get some help soon, he would just fall to the ground and die.

He walked.

Bound and gagged.

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"Now what do we have here, a boy, all tied up!"

Jake was pleading with him.  He came to Jake and looked at his bounds.

"Were you kidnapped boy?  Did you escape.  Somebody sure knew how to tie you up."

He loosened the gags.

"Please untie me,"he whispered.  "They took my truck, tied me up and left me in the woods."

"You want some water?"

"Just untie me he begged."

"Untie you?  There could be some money in this."

He put the gags back.

And kicked Jack to the ground.

"I think I am going to get some rope and tie up those legs of yours.  Then I find out who you are and hold your for ransom!"

Jake closed his eyes and his legs and feet were tied, and his ankles hogtied to his wrists.   He took Jake's wallet.

"Now lets find out how much you are worth!"

All Jake could do was to lie there in withering pain.

His luck ran out.