Awaiting their fates

Billy and his younger brother Jake got on the floor, on their stomachs, and put their arms behind their backs.

Coach Barnes opened his gym bag and pull out coils of rope.

The brothers crossed their wrists, and he bound them, circling the rope several times around their wrists, then crossing it between their hands, knotting it, and then circling it several more time and double knotting it.

He had the boys test the ropes.  They were tight.

"Now I am going to do your feet."







He went down to the boys ankles and bound them the same way as he had done to their wrists.

"Now boys I am going to tape your eyes."

Jake thought of his hair as he pulled his cap off,
but he knew he was tough enough to take it.  He
closed his eyes.  The sound of the tape being pulled off the roll unnerved him and he felt some
fear as the tape was wrapped several times over
his eyes and around his head.

He listened as his taped blindfolded his brother.



Again they were asked to test the ropes.



"We're tied up good coach."
"Yeah, I don't think we will be able to get out of this."
"When do we start to try?"

Billy and Jake smelled something strange.
"Hey coach, what's that smell," Jake asked.
He could not complete the sentence when a rag was shoved over his nose and mouth.  Billy could hear his brother struggling.  "Hey, what the fuck is going on coach?"   Before he could complete his sentence the rag was shoved over his face.

Billy and Jake lay unconscious on the floor,
bound hand and foot.







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 Jake's head was splitting with throbs of pain.
His shoulders were burning.
His wrists were throbbing.
His thighs were cramped.

There was something in his mouth.
He tried to spit it out but it stayed.

He tried to think.

He then realized that he was gagged.
And fully roped.
Arms, legs, chest gut and neck.

He was soaked with sweat.
They adhesive over his eyes had become loose from the sweat.
He scrapped his head on the floor trying to move the blindfold to his brow.

At once he realized that when he moved he choked.

Panic!

He could see just a bit under a crack in the tape over his eyes.

He saw his brother.

Knocked out cold.


Tied up like him.

The coach had taken their arms and tied their elbows together above the joint.
He had duct taped their forearms together.
Billy's sleeves had been pushed up over his shoulders.
This upper arms, from the shoulder to the elbows had been weaved with rope and pulled a scant two inches apart.

Rope circled their bodies from their necks to their ankles, making them appear to be rope mummies.

Their legs had been bent back and this ankles tied to their necks.

Billy began to stir and panic as he realized how the coach tied him up.  He screamed in his gag and heard his brother reply.


Their the lay, helpless, unable to move, throbbing with pain.

Kidnapped and awaiting their fates.