Trucknapped!

They put their hands behind their backs and crossed their wrists.  They were tightly bound with the hemp ropes the boys had in the truck.  He pulled the ropes so tightly that their wrists were chaffed.  They quickly realized that if they worked the ropes to escape, it would cut through their skin.

They stumbled into the back of the truck.  They lay on their arms.  Their ankles were bound.

There was a box of shop rags in the truck.  

Several were shoved down the boys throats while others were knotted together to make choking gags.

There was a heavy black tarp used the cover the back of the truck....

....they hooked it in placed over the bound and gagged men.  The sun, beating down on it, created an oven of torture as the drove the truck away with the tied up men in it.

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Strung up by their wrists.
Their biceps lashed around their necks and to the polls.
Their ankles, pulled behind the polls, crossed, their legs bent and a rope from their ankles went to their bound upper arms.

They stripped us to our shorts and strung us up, hogtying us!
I squirmed in the ropes as the hot sun beamed on my sweat soaked body.  The ropes cut into my arms and wrists.  

The rags had soaked Jake's saliva from his mouth and throat. The sun was cracking his lips.
He moaned and gasped with each breath... the sweat pouring from his pits down his sides.

We watched them drive away in our truck, leaving us helpless and tortured.

We kept screaming in our gags until we were exhausted.

Night finally came.  We were dehydrated and defeated.

And we listened as we awaited our fates!