"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.
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