Mr. Jensen we have your boys.

Jake dismounted and joined Rob.  They emptied their pockets and stripped off their shirts.  The brothers crossed their wrists in front of them which were tightly bound with a strong rope.

Their shirts were torn, each into two pieces.  One was used as a blindfold, the other as a gag.

Young Jesse was frightened.  Two of them grabbed him by his upper arms and marched him to the barn.  The boy's body glistened with a cold sweat as he imagined what it was going to be like to hang by his wrists.  

Inside the barn they lowered a rope from the rafters, tied it between his wrists, and hoisted him up

until his feet were a few inches off of the floor.  The ropes around his wrists became very tight and his shoulders were aching.  Sweat poured from his pits down his sides.  "I can handle this," he thought to himself, unaware that this was just the beginning of his roping.

When they had Rob strung up, they pushed their heads down and roped around their elbows until they toughed behind their heads.  It felt that their shoulders were being torn off their bodies.  A rope around their necks tied to this biceps made Jesse whimper in his bounds as he felt he was going to choke.

They tied up their boys ankles, removing their boots and socks, and their legs.  Tying their two big toes together they bent their legs back and tied their toes to their thighs.

Now hanging, hogtied, they heard their father's voice come on a speaker....

"Who is this?"

"Mr. Jensen we have your boys.  Take a look."