Stiff and sore

Nineteen year old Justin turned around and
crossed his wrists.  He was scared.  They tied  rope around his wrists several times, then tightened it by tying in between his wrists, knotting it behind his hands so he could not reach it with his fingers.  It was tight and his hands quickly became numb.

They sat in on the chair with his tied wrists behind it.

Then they roped his upper arms to the sides of the chair....
once at his shoulder, then at his tricep-bicep, and finally just above his elbow. 

Now his arms were numbing up fast.  They roped his torso to the back of the chair, an, pushing up his hands tied them bound them so that his biceps bulged and tightened the ropes even more.

"Come on you said you were not going to hurt us... this hurts like......"



A sharp slap to his face.  A rag shoved into his mouth.  Duct tape plaster over it and around his head gagged him as the finished binding him.

They put each of Randy's legs in front of each of the chair rungs and bound his to it at his ankle, shin and
above his knee.

Circling a long rope around each of his thighs they pulled them as close to each other as possible and
bound them to the seat of the chair.

No he could not move any part of his body except
his head. 

He looked down at his shirt, now soaking with
sweat and at his pants with were went with the sweat that dripped off his chin.

With Ryan and Jimmy helplessly tied up they pushed the two chairs so they were back to back.  With rope they were able to their their forearms and wrists to each other, and with a long rope tied several times around their necks, their heads touched,  If they move their heads at all, they would choke each other.

They did the same to Justin and Randy.

They were ordered to close their eyes and they were duct taped into blindness.

And so the sat, unable to move an inch, stiff and sore, wondering how long it would be.

All they could do was sweat and moan.