Truckjack

Stiff and sore

Nineteen year old Justin turned around and
crossed his wrists.  He was scared.  They tied  rope around his wrists several times, then tightened it by tying in between his wrists, knotting it behind his hands so he could not reach it with his fingers.  It was tight and his hands quickly became numb.

They sat in on the chair with his tied wrists behind it.

Then they roped his upper arms to the sides of the chair....
once at his shoulder, then at his tricep-bicep, and finally just above his elbow. 

Now his arms were numbing up fast.  They roped his torso to the back of the chair, an, pushing up his hands tied them bound them so that his biceps bulged and tightened the ropes even more.

"Come on you said you were not going to hurt us... this hurts like......"



A sharp slap to his face.  A rag shoved into his mouth.  Duct tape plaster over it and around his head gagged him as the finished binding him.

They put each of Randy's legs in front of each of the chair rungs and bound his to it at his ankle, shin and
above his knee.

Circling a long rope around each of his thighs they pulled them as close to each other as possible and
bound them to the seat of the chair.

No he could not move any part of his body except
his head. 

He looked down at his shirt, now soaking with
sweat and at his pants with were went with the sweat that dripped off his chin.

With Ryan and Jimmy helplessly tied up they pushed the two chairs so they were back to back.  With rope they were able to their their forearms and wrists to each other, and with a long rope tied several times around their necks, their heads touched,  If they move their heads at all, they would choke each other.

They did the same to Justin and Randy.

They were ordered to close their eyes and they were duct taped into blindness.

And so the sat, unable to move an inch, stiff and sore, wondering how long it would be.

All they could do was sweat and moan.

Double Cross

The final punch to his face left Billy unconscious on the ground.  Remus was already knocked out.

Jared lifted the bound boys and dumped them in the back of his truck.  He know they would be knocked out for a while but he checked and tightened rope on their wrists and ankles, and made sure their gags and blindfolds were secure.

He pulled the tarp over them and took the wheel and began the long drive.






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They were staked out in the sun between two stakes each.

Their crossed bound wrists hand been tied in front of them and were pulled over their heads.

Their ankles were bound to another, stretching them out taut.

Their elbows had been tied together and their necks roped to their biceps.

Billy's shirt had been torn open while Remus' tee shirt had been puled over his neck, leaving the boys bear chested.

Billy's body was convulsing.
His torso squirming.
The rawhide had be doused
with water, so as it dried
in the sun it began to shrink.
It was tightening around his wrists, elbows arms and necks.

The sun was burning his face,
chest and gut.

All the while Jared was taking videos of Billy torture.

After hours of being spread out,
Billy went unconscious.







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When we came too we were in a pond of mud.

Our hands had been tied behind our backs.

We were still tightly gagged.

The bastard had melted the knots binding our wrists and holding the gag in our mouths, so we could not untie each other.

Our chests were blistered.
Our faces burnt red.
Our elbow and necks oozed blood and pus.

We stumbled to our feet and in the middle of nowhere
we began to hike looking for help.










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Some time latter Billy and Remus discovered that the videos of their plight was being sold on
the dark web!

120318 JO Pic of the week: "TIE HIM UP!"

The steel door

Their wrists were tied.
Then their ankles.
They made the rope as tight as possible.

Their elbows and knees were bound.

"Come on.  Not so tight.
This is torture!"

The pulled Billy up by
his arms and gut punched
him until his sweat
sprayed from his face
and he collapsed on
the floor.

Then they weaved rope
between his biceps and
around his chest, bent
bis legs backs and tied
his ankles to his wrists.

Stuffing a rag into his mouth
they roped between his teeth

and around his head.

Young Joey had watched them beat
up Billy so he gave them no trouble.

He closed his eyes and lay still
as they tied his arms and legs,
hogtied his ankles to his wrists,
and gagged the boy.

Finally, when they had Paolo
hogtied and gagged, they
put the bound me next to each other,
and tied their necks together.

Taking off their boots and socks,
they tied their large toes together.

Now they could not try to
reach each other and untie
themselves.










The lights were turned off.

The steel door was closed and locked.

back to back

The boys sat, cross-legged, back to back with their hands behind their heads.  They circled rope around their torsos, tightly digging into their pectorals and guts. 

They pulled Billy's arms around Jesse and tying each of his wrists a few inches apart in front of  Jesse's gut.  Then Jesse's wrists were tied around Billy.

Were their biceps overlapped, they were tied by circling the ropes around them and tightening it between them.

They tied each boys crossed ankles together, and each leg was bound with rope lashing their shins to their things.

I could look down at Billy's wrists.  They had knotted it behind his hands  so it was impossible for his fingers to reach the knots.

His hands had turned blue and, what I could see of his forearms, the hairs were matted and the veins were breaking through his skin.

My hamstrings cramped... so tight had they bound my bent legs.

I was being gagged.   A piece of Billy's
sweaty shirt was shoved into mouth mouth and duct tape was put around my mouth and head several times.

Pulling our hair, they got our heads cheek-to-cheek and tied them with
ropes.

They wanted proof that they had us, so besides
having our wallets and phones, they took a scissors
and began to hack our hair off our heads.

That's when we lost it and began to scream in our gags and jerk our bodies looking to do the impossible,
escape.

The put a rope around both of our necks and tightened until we began to choke:

"I told you don't make this harder than it has to be!!!!"

We nodded and he released the our necks.  We were
gasping for breath as he finished chopping off our hair.

They a long strip of tape was put over our eyes and around our heads.






We could hear the clicks of the camera as they photographed us.

Then they left us, helpless in a pool of sweat.

112618 JO pic of the week: Home Invasion