HELD FOR RANSOM!

 Their arms were tied behind their backs.

Thick tape covered their eyes and mouths.

HELPLESS.

They were dumped into the back of a windowless van.  Their ankles were bound.

We were rolled onto our backs.  Our arms were stressed from the contorted position the ropes bound them.  

When they got all of us in the van, we drove off...

a guard holding a semi-automatic weapon tickling our shoulders and necks with the butt of the gun, terrorizing us.

We were dumped into the cold, wet basement.

We were forced to kneel in pairs, facing each other. Our bodies were pushed together.  We would smell each other's breath and feel the sweat that soaked our shirts.  They pushed our faces together, put a sack over our heads, and roped our necks.  Then they lashed our torsos together, and then kicked us.  We crashed onto our sides onto the cold wet concrete floor.

Our legs were bent back and a rope from our bound feet hogtied them to our tied necks.

Photographed for ransom photos, the six of us lay squirming in our ropes, shivering and rope tortured, waiting for the ransom to be paid.

122720 JO Pic of the week: "I've been kidnapped!"

 

Endure

 

Robere was choking.

Any struggle to free his arms or legs caused the ropes around his neck to tighten.

It was torture.

The gag shoved down his throat made his want to puke. He realized he could choke on his own vomit.

All he could do was to remain motionless  ... and sweat.

Ryan arms felt like they were breaking.  His shoulders felt they were being torn off his body.  His wrists pounded with pain.

His wrists were crossed, tied, pushed far up his have, and tied to his neck.  His forearms had been forced together and bound. Rope around his upper arms circled his chest.

Hogtied.  Helpless.  Enduring the rope torture.

Benny's hamstrings were cramped.  They sat on his shins as they bound his legs.

Now a rope tied to his large toes was tied up to his neck.

He tried to release the cramps with the few inches he had, but the ropes tightened around his neck.

Paralyzed in a pool of sweat.

They were drunk.

They came in and began to tickle our feet.

If we moved we choked.

We had to endure....

But it soon was maddening...

We felt we were going insane.

122120 JO Pic of the week-- Ransom Motivation

 

The feel of the ropes.

 

They looked at the rope.

It was going to hurt.. a lot.

The tighter they would make it, the more it would be torture.

They turned around.  They put their arms behind their backs and surrendered to the ropes.

The realized, as they being tightly ropes, any movement to escape would scrape the skin off their arms, chests and abs.

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They were marched, the three tethered at their necks, their shirts used as tight gags.  Their forearms were tightly lashed together from their elbows down to their wrists.  Ropes circled their upper arms, and sliced deep into their pecs.  Ropes around their bound wrists circled their bellies, crushing the abs.

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They reached their prison.  Here they would be held until the ransom was paid.

"They freed our necks and kicked me down to the floor.  I crashed onto my arms.  They removed my boots, socks and jeans.  My thighs and ankles were firmly bound with the ropes.   They put a noose around my neck hanging me to the rafters.  They made it taught... it cut into my chin.  Sweat and blood began to trickle from the rope burns."

"When they had finished stringing us up, they tightened the ropes on our arms and torsos.  Painful, moaning sounds came through our gags as were were photographed and videoed for the ransom demands.  Finally the left us and drove away."

We struggled to no avail.  We could feel the ropes cutting deep into muscle and flesh, until we no longer could bare it.

We stood their motionless, looking up the the broken roof, and the lighting flashed and a cold rain drenched our rope tortured bodies.

121420 JO pic of the week: Home Alone

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The Hostages

 

They were roped.

The rope was crisscrossed around their arms behind their backs from their crossed wrists to their shoulders, forcing their forearms together.

They were gagged.

The tape started between their teeth and circled their heads and mouths so tight they felt they were choking to death.

Their shoes and socks were removed.  Their ankles were crossed and tied, and they were strung up by their feet.

Their shirts were put over their heads, and taped around their eyes, blindfolding and baring their chests.

The electrodes were clipped to their nipples,

and the live stream began.....

"You see we have them strung up, ready for torture.  So these are our terms before the torture begins!"

120720 JO pic of the week: Best Buds Kidnaped

 

113020 JO Pic of the week: Desperate