Monday, March 29, 2021

Jimmy's Revenge


 

Their arms were at the braking point.

Their shoulders had dislocated from their torsos.

Their muscles had deep rope cuts.

With their wrists and ankles tied to their necks, if they tried to move they choked.

Their shirts had been ripped off their bodies, shoved deeply down their mouths, causing a gagging vomiting effect.



Their wrists had been bound and pushed high up their backs, tied to their necks.

Their elbows were roped and bound together.

Their upper arms were circled, and pulled together so they were only a few inches apart.


Their contorted arms pushed their diaphragm, so each breath was torture.  Their shoulders were dislodged from their sockets.

Hogtied, with their bare feet bound to their wrists and necks.


They lay there in pools of sweat.

Waiting for Jimmy's revenge.



 



Monday, March 15, 2021

The owner's sons


 









With their wait on their arms and they legs bent, they cramped their hamstrings and forced the ropes deep into their arms and wrists.  The rope around their necks had them close to choking.  Live feed cameras were turn on looking at each of their faces, sweaty, contorted with pain, eyes popping, making gagging sounds.

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Friday, March 12, 2021

"Why is this happening to us?"



 
Ryan bit down on the knotted bandanna between his teeth.  His hands hurt.  His wrists, crossed behind his back, had been secured with ropes.









A steel rebar was put under his biceps across his back.  His upper arms were roped to it.  His wrists were pushed up high behind his back and tied to the rebar.  His biceps bulged in the ropes.  His arms quickly turned a blue and his veins were popping through his skin.  Circling his chest with ropes, he was unable to move his arms or wrists as they pounded with waves of agony.




Kicked on his arms, he crashed to the floor.  Jake's ankles were crossed, his legs bent back, and his ankles were hogtied to his wrists.  They sat on his shins as the tied him... his wrists and ankle touched.

Now his legs cramped  and his hamstrings popped.  Jake groaned as his head was taped, over the bandanna gag and his eyes, blindfolding and gagging him.









Dragged down the stairs by the protruding ends of the rebar, they are dumped into an oil change pit.

The pit was closed and locked. 

Now all they could is wait, sweat and endure the throbbing waves of torture in their arms and legs, not knowing why this was happening to them.





 


Wednesday, March 10, 2021

"I saw the ropes....."


 
They kept roping us up.  Tighter and tighter they tied our arms and wrists.  When they finished we were helpless.





We were overpowered.

After the bound our wrists and even our fingers behind our backs I was gut punched to the floor.  They roped my arms until my forearms were lashed together and my biceps were only a few inches apart.  Pulling me to my knees by my hair, they circled my torso sever dozen times with the ropes. I felt I was becoming a rope mummy.



The forced us to remove our shirts before they tied us up.

They wanted the ropes to cut deep into our muscle and skin, so any struggle to escape would become torture!







After they got my arms and torso roped, I was kick to the floor and put on my belly.  My sneakers and socks were removed. my ankles crossed, and with my legs and head bent back, my ankles were hogtied to roped between my teeth and around my head.  More ropes tied my eyes blinding me.


"For the next 36 hours all we could do is lay their in our sweat and ropes, hoping that the ransom would be paid."