Friday, November 30, 2018

The steel door








Their wrists were tied.
Then their ankles.
They made the rope as tight as possible.

Their elbows and knees were bound.


"Come on.  Not so tight.
This is torture!"

The pulled Billy up by
his arms and gut punched
him until his sweat
sprayed from his face
and he collapsed on
the floor.

Then they weaved rope
between his biceps and
around his chest, bent
bis legs backs and tied
his ankles to his wrists.

Stuffing a rag into his mouth
they roped between his teeth

and around his head.



Young Joey had watched them beat
up Billy so he gave them no trouble.

He closed his eyes and lay still
as they tied his arms and legs,
hogtied his ankles to his wrists,
and gagged the boy.

















Finally, when they had Paolo
hogtied and gagged, they
put the bound me next to each other,
and tied their necks together.

Taking off their boots and socks,
they tied their large toes together.

Now they could not try to
reach each other and untie
themselves.










The lights were turned off.

The steel door was closed and locked.




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