The Rick Kids!

The two brothers put their arms behind their backs.
Their wrists were tightly secured with rope.
A rag soaked in chloroform over their faces knocked them out.

Kidnapped.
Held for Ransom

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They slowly regained consciousness.

The Bailey brothers eyes focused on each other.

They had been bound and gagged, lashed to columns in a dark damp basement.

They squirmed and flexed against their bonds, but they only got tighter.

They stared into each others' sweaty faces.

They are in deep shit.

Their arms were high above their heads.

The crossed wrists tied behind the column and to it.

Ropes around their biceps were tied to their necks and lashed to the column.

Their chests and guts were circled with ropes, pressing deep into their bodies.

Their ankles like their wrists were crossed and bound behind the column and to it, as well as their thighs.

A rag had been shoved into their mouths, and thick tape kept it in place.

The sweat from their brows dripped into their eyes down their faces and dripped from their chins.

They had squirmed until they were exhausted, their wrists, arms and necks scrapped raw by the coarse ropes.

A camera was set up in front of the younger brother.

They began to tighten the ropes around his biceps.

As they got tighter his arms turned blue and the veins were popping through his skin.

He had been biting down on the gag, trying not to scream until he could bare it no longer.

As he began to scream in his gag, a clear plastic bag was put over his head and duct taped around his neck.

His brother watched helplessly as he gasped for air, the bag tight against his face, his terrified eyes showing he was suffocating when they turned off the camera, ripped the bag from his face, and left him panting for breath and his arms bleeding from the tightened ropes. 

Then they turned to the older brother and gave him the same treatment.

Finally they left to send their videos to their father, the boys lashed to the columns, feeling half dead, as the basement was plunged into darkness.