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.