Plenty of rope

He was good with rope.  This was not the first time he tied muscular guys up.  He knew how to mobilize their arms and movement would inflict pain.

The cleaning rags, hanging out to dry would make effective gags and blindfolds.

Shirtless, the ropes would grate their skin like sandpaper.

They would be helpless.

When he had bound their wrists and arms and roped their chest and guts, being gagged and blindfolded, he dumped them into...

...their own truck, bound their ankles at their work boots, and drove them off.

The stanchions would be perfect.  They would use them to secure the boys.

They pulled Billy out of the truck, and dragged him, chest down in the dirt to the pole barn.  They untied his feet, put him upside down, and spread his legs wide, binding his ankles to two support beams.  Hanging inverted, his sweat dripped to the ground.  His arms and chest, scrapped raw from the ropes, trickled blood mixed in the sweat.  

With Ryan stretched out next, they began to video his torment.  It would be good motivation to get the ransom paid quickly.  Waves of pain came from his groin.  His gagged moans made it more urgent.  They kicked him in his belly.  He gasped.  For a short while he choked, then he was silent, whimpering, glistening with  sweat.

Dustin just hung, silent, braving his fate.  The roped made his skin itch, even tickling his belly in spots.  He kept his focus, trying to avoid going out of his mind.

The three hung there through the cold night.  It was the next day, 24 hours latter, that they were rescued, the 3 million dollar ransom paid.

012720 JO Pic of the week: Please don't hurt me.....

The Challenge

The quarter inch sisal rope tightly tied their crossed wrists behind their backs.  Removing their sneakers and socks, the same rope bound their 
ankles

A strip of duct tape covered their eyes and mouths.

Their numb fingers searched for the knots, but they were tied behind their hands and above their ankles, completely out of reach.

They twisted their wrists, only to run raw their skin with rope burn.

However, they were determined to get free, regardless of how much it hurt.

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They never smelt anything like that before... it was sickening, over their noses, controlling their breath.  Their bodies jerked up and down, but with a knee on their chest their struggle was fruitless.  Soon they fell into a deep sleep.

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The old grease pit would a perfect place to keep the bound boys.

A good sturdy tree branch will neutralize their hogtie.

Laying the unconscious boys one by one on their bellies in the pit, he took a thick branch and, laying it across their backs, put their biceps on top of it.  He roped each of their upper arms to it in a diagonal lashing, lashing  the bindings tight between their skin and the branch.  It was good the boys were knocked out, for he pushed up their wrists and tied them to the center of the branch.  Their biceps bulged in the ropes, and cut deep into their muscle mass.

Depantsing them, he bound their thighs, bent their legs back, sat on their shins and tied their ankles to their wrists.

Grabbing the ends of the branch, he pulled them up, circled their chest and bound arms with ropes, and dropped them onto their guts.  Pulling off the tape, he shoved their socks into their mouths, and then circled their heads with tape, leaving only their noses exposed.

He then covered the grease pit.

Panic.  They awoke.  They were hogtied, bound, cramped, numb, bleeding on their upper arms, soaked in sweat.  They realized they had been kidnapped, and now helpless, a mass of muscle roped.  

They stopped their struggles.

And waited.

012020 Jo Pic of the week: Abducted

Abducted and left to drown

They were bound wrists behind their backs and ankles with a good strong rope.

Their mouths were circled several time with strong black tape.

They were dumped into the back of the truck, and their ankles were tied to their wrists.  The truck bed cover shoved them into darkness -- the black top made the back of the truck an oven as the sun
beat down on it.  Sweating profusely, they bounced and banged into each other as the truck road throw miles of back roads.

After hours, they stopped.  The truck bed cover was pulled back... the cool air a gift as their hogtie was cut and they were pulled out of the truck and dragged across the ground towards the old well.

"They put us back to back, tied our elbows together, that tied our arms to each others... each bicep, elbow and wrists.  they did the same with our knees and ankles.  With a strong rope tied under our arm pits, the lowered us down the well.  We landed in water up to our thighs. Panicked, we watched as they put the cover back over the top of the well."

"We struggled like crazy, fighting our bonds, but it was useless.  These guys knew how to tie us up.  We were terrified... and moaned into the tape gag.
The water soaked our cloths... and the cold well made us shiver together.  It was then we heard the first clap of thunder......  and the rain pounding on the top of the well.  The water began to run down the sides of the well and slowly rise to our waists...."

"Madness began to overcome us.
For we realized that, unless the ransom was paid, in a few hours we would drown!"

The Bronson Brothers

He looked down at the Bronson brothers in the back of the pickup.  He had just finished tying them up and gagging them.  Their exposed chests glistening with sweat from the hot sun beating down on them.  Revenge will be long and painful.
He just smiled as he bent down.  He took the butt of his gun and traced it on their bellies.  "We're going to torture you boys!"  Helpless with their wrists bound behind their backs and their ankles tied, the brothers just lay there...  terrified.

They dumped them face down on the dirt floor.  Rolling up their sleeved to their shoulders, the roped around their upper arms and yanked them as close as they could.  Their breath left their bodies as their diaphragms expanded.  The rope was rough and cut into their biceps.  Roping their forearms together they turned them around and tied up their thighs.  Pulling their hair they put them in a sitting position, and circled their chests and abs with rope, pushing the sides of their shirt so their flesh was fully exposed to the coarse ropes.  Roping between their tied ankles, they were strung up by their feet and left dangling in the air.

They blindfolded them
The brothers hung, dripping sweat onto the dirt floor.
A video camera was turned on.
They were beaten on their heads, guts and balls.  The thumps and the gagged screams filled the old cabin and the three were beaten simultaneously and left bruised and broken swinging in the air!

After several hours they were cut down.  Their broken bodies crashed to the floor.  They bent their legs backs and tied their ankles to their wrists.

Leaving them, they collected the ransom as the bound brothers desperately tried to free their arms from the ropes.

011320 JO Pic of the week: Ransom Photos

Left Bound and Gagged

"OK boys I'm going to tie you up.  Lay on your bellies and put your arms behind your backs."

"Please just don't hurt us!"

They lay on the old wooden floor.  The splinters pricked their sweaty chests.  They put their arms behind their backs and crossed their wrists.

Their wrists were bound.

Their elbows bound.

Their forearms bound.

Ropes weaved between their biceps pulled their upper arms a few inches apart.

Their shoulders strained.

Their shoes and socks were removed.

Their jeans were pulled off.

Their hairy legs were roped...

Thighs

Above the Knees

Below the knees

Their crossed ankles tied.

Their legs were bent back and their crossed ankles tied to their crossed wrists.

Their hamstrings cramped.

Their begging screams were silenced with their socks shoved into their mouths and held in place with ropes between their teeth and around their heads.

A rope from the rafters was tied between their crossed wrists and ankles.

They were hauled up.

Their shoulders dislocated and the were left hogtied and strung-up.... screaming in their gags, sweat dripping from their faces.

They were photographed.

The Ransom Photos were sent.

And they were left.

Bound and Gagged.