Held for Ransom

 

"Look at that rope.  If they tie us up with that, shirtless, it will be torture."

"That's probably why they took our shirts.  If we're tied with that and struggle to escape, we'll shred our skin with rope burn."

 

                           

They hung from their arms bound behind their backs!

Their anguished gagged moans reflected the torture.

Their wrists, elbows and forearms had been roped together.

Ropes around their wrists and elbows circled their abs... lashing their forearms to their spines.

Ropes were woven between their biceps, a strong hook put in the middle, and a strong rope hoisted them up off the floor.  There they hung...

Their eyes were popping wide in terror....

The rags stuffed down their throats, held by ropes tied around their heads, chocked them.

Their shoes and socks were removed.

Ankles crossed and tied with rope.

Legs bent back and their ankles were tied to their wrists.

Now hogtied and strung up.

They were left to suffer and sweat until the ransom was paid.

062821 JO Pic of the week.... Home Invasion

 

36 hours in deep shit

 Roped wrists, forearms, elbows and biceps behind their backs...

Tied ankles, knees and thighs...

Blindfolded and gagged with tape.

They knew they were in deep shit!

Forced to stand at attention, the noose were put around their necks, and tightened and pulled upward, so their heads were pulled back.  They were at the choking point.

Pure terror.

They could feel the sweat dripping from their chins and soaking their shirts.  Sweat trickled from their armpits.  

They ripped off their shirts.

And wrote a number, with a large sharpie, one...two...and three...

The order in which they would be hung unless their demands were met.

They were alone.

Tied up and hung up.

Waiting.

They struggled to brake their arms free from their bonds, to wiggle the ropes down their arms and work the knot on their wrists.

To free their necks from the noose.

They scrapped off skin and hairs... leaving their arms a bloody mess, but still roped tight.

As hours passed the came in and came to Ryan.

"Turn the cameras on...

Sorry boy, you're number one."

Ryan felt the noose tighten...

He was hoisted up a few inches off the floor...

Gag screaming as he began to choke......

When gunshots filled the room.

The noose was cut and Ryan collapsed to the floor.  Somebody loosened the noose, and pulled the tape off you eyes.

"You're safe now boys.  The hijackers are dead.  Relax, we're going to untie you.

They were a mess..... but amazed they survived 36 hours in deep shit.

062121 JO Pic of the week: The Escape Game

 

As requested....

 

061421 JO Pic of the week: Kidnapped

 

 

Learning the Ropes

They were not expecting to be tied up, but they came with rope.  They pulled their arms behind their backs and tied them at the elbows and wrists.

A folded bandanna was tied over their eyes, and a knotted one was put between their teeth to gag them.

These farmboy rookies were going to learn the ropes!

They brought the bound boys to the fence and put their arms behind the top rail.  The sleeves of their shirts were pushed up over their shoulders, and their upper arms were tied to it.  Their shirts were pulled up over their heads, baring there chest and bellies.  Their knees were tied together and tied to the lower rain.

Their boots and socks were removed, and their ankles were tied.

It was hot.  The sun was beaming on them.  Sweat dripped from every pore.

They would be left like that for 24 hours, through the darkness of the cold night, lashed to the fence, unable to escape, learning the ropes.

 

Taken and Tied

 

We were forced to put our hands behind our backs.  They they tightly roped our arms and wrists.

They shoved a rag down our throats and taped over our eyes and mouths.

They made us strip to the waist before they tied us.

This way, if we struggled, the rough ropes would lacerate our wrists, arms and chests.

After we  were roped and taped, we were dumped into the back of a pickup.

They removed our boots, socks and pants, stripping us down to our shorts.  They tied up our thighs, knees and ankles.

We lay on our arms as they drove... the hot sun burning our chests and bellies.

"We've been kidnapped.  We kept tied up, blindfolded and gagged.  They stripped us to our shorts, and they are leaving us hogtied in the desert sun until your all pay the ransom!"

So they lay their hogtied, squirming in their ropes which sliced their bare skin as they baked under the scorching sun.

060721 JO Pic of the week: The threat