Fate

The bound boys listened as the new assistant coach made his demands, and then took some photos with his iphone and hit sent.

They were sore.

He had told them he was going to show them a new training exercise.  He tied their hands behind their backs, blindfolded them, then chloroformed them. Shoving them into the trunk of his car, he drove off, dragged them out, roped them up and gagged them.  He sat back and enjoyed watching them come to, panic and squirm helplessly to escape.

"That right boys.  Build up a sweat.  It's good exercise!"

Soon their struggled subsided as they realized there was no way out.

They lay there, in a cold sweat, shivering with fear and terror.

Ryan's arms were lashed together behind his back at his biceps, elbows and wrists.  Ropes around his chest, gut and waist forced his arms and wrists deep into his back.  His legs were tied at his thighs, knees and ankles.  Wide sticky tape covered his eyes and mouth.

Jeremy was on his back, his torso crushing his bound arms. The coach was tormenting the boy, taking the edge of a knife and tracing it around his ears, nipples and belly button, telling the sobbing boy how he planned to cut  off pieces of his body and send it to his parents.

Josh never stopped struggling, so he hognecked him... roping his ankles to his neck. Kicking him several times in his balls, he ordered him to stay still.  He then hognecked his two teammates.

So they lay bound and motionless, whimpering and terrified, feeling the knife game on their skin and wondering what was their fate.