Held for Ransom

"They hijacked the van.  We were blindfolded and taken.  The took our shirts, shoes and socks.  They say they are going to tie us up and hold us until you pay their ransom demands.  If you don't, they say they will kill us."

As soon as Jake completed the call to the school administration, he was roped.

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"You're next boy.  Cross your wrists behind your back"

Ryan felt terror and defeat.  Beginning with his wrists, then moving up his arms, they were tightly roped at his forearms, elbows, and biceps.  Circling ropes around his torso a dozen time, his forearms were pressed into his spine.  His ankles were crossed and tied, and his legs pulled back binding them to his wrists.

"Come here boy, I'm going to bind you."

Billy was not going to be tied up without a fight.  So they wrestled him to the ground. They roped his arms behind his back, dropped a rope from the rafters, tied it to his wrists, and hoisted him up.  His arms pulled back and up, his shoulders dislocated, and his screams filled the room.  His fight was gone.  He whimpered and dripped sweat.

Jimmy closed his eyes as they shoved one of his socks into his mouth.  The gagging of the bound boys had began.  He fought back waves of nausea, knowing if he puked he could choke to death.  With the sock down his throat, rope was tied between his teeth and around his head, keeping the gag in place.

Justin just stared into the camera, glassy eyes, as they videoed the boys terror sweat.  Knocking to the floor, he was hogtied.

So they waited:  4 hogtied boys and one boy strung up, not knowing their fates.

112519 JO Pic of the week: Roped

Fratnap

"Get them bound and gagged and put them in the van."

Ryan turned around and put his arms behind his back.  He helplessly watched them bind his brothers....

now the ropes were yanking his elbows together. Searing pain worked its way down his spine as his elbows and wrists were roped.  A ball gag was shoved into his mouth and he was marched down to the garage and the awaiting van.

"I hope they don't pay the ransom for this one.  I'll enjoy torturing him!"

Finally at the hideout, they were hogtied and left to await their fates.

111819 JO Pic of the week: Terror

Odds and Even

FERNANDO left ODD & JOSH right Even

Fernando and Josh's arms were pinned together behind their backs.  Rope circled their biceps, elbows, forearms and wrists, binding them tight and into numbness.  A gag was shoved into their mouths and secured with duct tape, silencing their pleas for mercy..

Blindfolded, their bodies were pushed together, back to back, and their bound arms and wrists tied together.

Swear poured down their bare chests as their legs and feet were bound together.



The dice was cast:  It was EVENS and Josh won.

The noose was 
fixed around
Josh's neck.

The drug was shoved into Fernando's arm, knocking him out.




Fernando's dead weight was now help up by Josh's arms, and, if he sagged he would choke.

They left them, with Fernando unconscious and Josh dripping with sweat.

The Wilson brothers

Hamstrings cramped.
Arms and wrists numb.
Shoulders throbbing.
Throat parched.
Sweat Soaked.

The Wilson brothers lay on the cold floor firmly roped and gagged, looking at each other sweaty faces of terror.

Constantly watched....  if they made any attempt to try to work their ropes, a sharp kick in the ribs followed.

Young Jay, 17, was shivering.  He was used to his older brothers tying him up in escape games since he was a kid, but this was real.

On his belly....
Elbows and wrists tied together behind his back...
Sleeves pushed up baring his shoulders....

Roped around his chest, cutting into his biceps...
Wrists tied to his crossed ankles...
Legs bent and bound....
Chocking on the gag...

He panicked!!!

His older brothers helplessly watched as the broke one of his ribs.

The plastic bag was shoved over Dakota's head and taped at his neck as they made sport of him suffocating for a ransom video.  The bag was tight on his face as he body jerked on the floor.  When they finally ripped it off of his head, he just lay there, heaving for breath, as they kicked his bound body.

Beaten, tortured and bound, Mike, 23, the eldest, watched their kidnappers leave.  His brothers watched as he tried to escape.  Then he stopped.  It was useless.






The Wilson brother lay in their sweaty bound misery wondering if they would ever be found and rescued.  All they would do was groan.

111119 JO Pic of the week: Hostage

Roped and Taped

There was no slack in the rope that circled their arms behind their backs... weaving between each arm from shoulders down to their wrists, their muscular arms compromised by the ropes.

Circling their torsos, the ropes squeezed their pecs and abs, digging through their sweat soaked shirts, crushing their forearms into their spines.  The duct tape circled their heads leaving only this nose exposed for air.  

Each of their legs were bent.  Ropes circled their ankles and thighs, tightened between, cramping their muscles.   Dragged to the wooden support columns, they were put on their knees, their arms against the column as their necks were bound to it.

Helpless and terrified, they knelt motionless as their bound bodies were photographed for the ransom demands. 

110419 JO Pic of the week: Left in the woods