The long night

 

"We thought we could escape.  We ended up caught, beaten up, and tied up."

It was stupid to try to escape.  I was against it.

We were together,

locked in a room. They had searched us, we stripped to the waist, but at least we were not hurt or tied up.

Now we had been beaten up, hung up by our arms, and had a choking gag stuffed down our throats.

Now that they had us tied up they decided to torture us in a video for our parents to motivate them to pay the ransom.

They hoisted me up a foot off the floor.  My arms pulled back, the ropes tightened, my shoulders were pounding in agony, and my gagged screams 

made a damm good ransom video.

They took one of the twins, hoisted him up by his arms, tied his ankles, bent his legs back, and tied his ankles to his neck.  The slow torture was meant for his brother, who had to watch his brother choke and be helpless to help him.

When the ransom was paid, they were left, hanging by their arms.  They were told their location would be made known to the authorities the next morning.

Kidnap Terror

 

"Beat the shit out of him,

then tie him up."

"You only have a few minutes to transfer the money!"

When the ransom was paid they beaten, knocked out, and left tied up.

092721 JO Pic of the week: TAPENAPPED!

 

Sweet Innocence

They sent their parents a video of one of the boys...hooded, gagged and tied up,

desperately trying to escape. 

The ransom was paid, and we were dumped, still roped, waiting and hoping to be saved/
 

The kidnap challenger

 

By the time the finished tying Brian, he thought he arms were braking and his shoulders were ripped off his body.

This was not like the pictures he and his buddies has scene....

Now with his elbows, forearms and wrists tied together behind his back...his upper arms lashed to his sides and his eyes and mouth taped, he felt terror in his gut.  "Fuck.  This is real.  It was a setup. We're really being kidnapped."

As they bound his legs he  could feel his sweat soaking his shirts.  He was carried, dumped into a van.... hogtied.  For the first time in a long time Brian felt fear.

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They were re-tied on a old mattress. Now shirtless and bared feet, they arms and legs were bent and tightly tied.... cramping their limbs.  Then the photography began.

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"We knew we were tough, but to tied like this, unable to move, choking on our spit and laying in our piss...

it was maddening .. I felt I was going insane as the hours slowly passed."

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Finally, when the ransom was paid, we were untied, beaten up and each of us locked in these tiny rooms, wondering if we were every going to be rescued... or this was our tomb.  

And the insane screams began.

092021 JO Pic of the week: The Great Escape

 

A billion dollar ransom

 

"I stripped to the waist, put my arms behind my back, and surrendered my body to the ropes.  They knew what they were doing... it was very tight.  When I was blindfolded and gagged, they pumped a syringe into each of my shoulders, and I was plunged into darkness."

"When we came to we were strung up by our feet.  We could hear them making outlandish ransom demands.... $1 billion dollars.  The blindfolds were removed and we saw the cameras..."

"They beat us, live streaming it.  They plummeted our heads, chests abs and bound arms and wrists, with fists, belts and sticks, until we were a broken bloody mess.   They they turned off the cameras and cut us down."

 "We were hognecked, ankles to our necks, broken and bound.. and knowing that they could never raise a billion dollars... wondering what's next."

Hostage Hell

 Taped.

Taken.

Waiting.

Terror.

"They broke in....

Held us at gunpoint.

And taped us up.

When they had us bound and gagged, they beat the shit out of us...

...until we were knocked out cold.

"We lay there taped.  I struggled, but the tape just tore off the skin and hairs on my arms.

They had removed our shoes and socks, taped our legs and ankles, and bending my lags back, took tape and taped my ankles to my torso, hogtaping me!  Taping my eyes, I was plunged into darkness.

When there demands were met, they left us, taped, to begin hours of struggle to brake free.

091321 JO Pic of the week: I can't escape. Now what do I do?