Three Chairs

 

They stared at the chairs...sturdy...strong...

Lots of ways they could roped them to them.

The grabbed they youngest one, Billy, and tied his wrists tightly behind his back.  

The shoved a rag in his mouth, and taped up his head, blindfolding and gagging him.  They sat him on a chair, with his hands behind, and then bound his buddies wrists, taped them, and sat them down.

The roped Paolo's upper arms to the side of the chair, circling the rope around his arms and tightening it between his bicep and the chair itself.  They pushed up his wrists, his biceps bulged, and the ropes cut deep into his muscle.   He broke out into a cold sweat as they took his legs and tied them at the thighs and ankles.  They lashed his thighs to the chair and his ankles to the bottom rung of the chair.

Circling rope around his neck, it was tightly tied to the top of the chair, like a noose around his neck.

Then the taping began, and from his shoulders to his waist he was mummified with the tape.

They could not move.  They began to shave their heads to send their hair to their parents as part of the ransom demand.

Bound and broken, helpless and motionless, they sat listening to eack other's gagged moans.