Powerless and Helpless

"We're going to make sure that those arms of yours are powerless, and there is no chance for you to escape.  Now on your knees and put your arms above your heads."

 

Billy knelt with his arms in the air knowing that he and his brother were going to be roped.  Two of the kidnappers came to him, one in front, one behind.  They carried a six foot long one inch diameter graded steel rod.  They laid it across his upper back, and lashed it with roped from his neck and around his chest.  They made Billy put his upper arms on it.  Pushing up his sleeves to base his shoulders, they roped his upper arms from shoulder to elbow to it, circling it a dozen times with rope, and then tightening the coils between his flesh and the rod.

Kicking him in the back, Billy crashed onto the ground.  They pulled his wrists together and tightly roped them.  Taking a rope from his wrists, they yanked his hands up to the middle of the rod, and tied them there.  Billy's biceps bulged in the ropes.  They cut deep into his muscle.  He screamed.  They gagged him.

They stripped them of their pants, crossed their ankles and tied them.  They also lashed together their thighs.  Bending their legs back, they hogtied their ankles to their wrists.

Finally they duct taped their heads, blinding and gagging them.

They were left.

They struggled for hours.  They graded rod ripped through their skin.  Finally they stopped.  Exhausted.  Tortured.  

They lay their still in their bounds, powerless and helpless, waiting for their fate.