Roped

They circled the rope around their crossed wrists.  Then two of them, grabbing each an end of the rope, pulled in a tug-of-war.  They howled in pain as the rope became so tight it felt as if their hands were being cut off their arms!  Knotted, they moved the ends up to their elbows and pulled the same way until their forearms came together, and were rope from above their elbows down to their wrists.

Their diaphragms expended in their chests.
They panted for breath.
They begged them to loosen the ropes, just a bit so they could breath.

They looped more roped on their upper arms, just at the shoulder, and again heaved the ropes.

This time their words became screams.

Rags in their mouths shut off their cries.
Rope between their teeth and around their heads shoved the rags deep down their throats.

Their eyes were blinded with rags and ropes.

Their feet were kicked out from under them and they crashed to the floor.

Their shoes and socks were removed and they were stripped to their shorts.

They bound their legs, thighs, knees and ankles as the bound their arms.

They were squirming masses of roped sweat, with deep groans coming from their bodies.

They tormented them by tickling their feet and watching them squirm.

Finally they hogtied them,  sitting on their shins and roping their ankles to their wrists.

Then they left them.
Roped.
Shivering in their cold sweat on the cold concert floor.