Missing Buddies

 

Ropes crisscrossed Ryan's chest and abs, the cords digging deep into his muscular frame.  His forearms, lashed together pressed into his spine.  Circled roped around his upper arms were yanked close...trickles of blood reddened the rope.

The gag stuffed into his mouth and kept in place by rope between his teeth was choking him.

The rope from his crossed wrists, under his crouch, and around his waist was  crushing his balls.  His ankles, knees and feet were securely tied up.

They he saw the hole.....

He struggled.  They dumped him down.  He was pushed against the side, bound arms to the wall.

Soon his buddies were down with him.

They were crushed together...

Their chests pressing the ropes even deeper into their skin.

Their sweat soaked eyes looked into the deep terror they were feeling.  They were to be kept here until the ransom was paid.

They looked up as the metal grate locked the hole.

The sun beamed down the slats....

Illuminating their sweaty faces.

They soon realized that their struggles were useless.

They would have to wait in this torture.

Hours began to pass.

When water began to gush from the pipe into their prision.

And their gagged screams were unheard.