TIGHTLY BOUND AND GAGGED
STRESSED TIGHT....
KIDNAPPED...
IN THE BACK OF A TRUCK...
Abandoned.....
In the middle of NOWHERE....
Roasting alive in the blazing sun....
All tied up!
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Me and my buddies..... seniors.... college wrestlers...... twenty-two years old.... the five of us.... bound helpless.....
stripped to our waists....
on my belly.....
a thick wooden rod, hardwood, across the top of my back....
My upper arms on top of it, pulled tight toward each other, tied with a rough rope....
...diagonally crossed over my triceps and the rod....
and tied between my bicep and the wood...
Slicing through my muscle...
the veins.... popping through my skin.....
My hands, in fist, taped in a ball...
My wrists, cuffed....
Pushed up my back....
Bulging my upper arms deeper into the cords....
The chain of the cuffs in the middle of the rod...
My whole upper body circled, nearly two dozen times with the rope, across my pecs, pushing in deep, securing the rod, my arms and hands, deep into the spine.
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My mouth....
Felt like I would puke...
Stuffed with rags...
choking me and gagging me...
...then taped,,,,
first between my teeth........
then around and around my head....
six or seven times...
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To this day I'll never know why they did not tie up our feet or legs. Maybe they ran out of rope and tape, but it made our survival, though bound, possible.
We kicked the back door of the truck open.......
And wiggled out....
Looking at each other...
No way to work our bonds....
Not the way we were roped, cuffed, poled and taped...
The sun blazed down on our bare chest, arms and backs...
BURNING....
We had to find help or some shelter....
Away from the truck....
For when they got the ransom they would surely kill us....
So we began to hike......
Bound....
With bleeding arms and wrists....
Tortured....
Toward the setting sun...
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The temperature dropped.....
From 110 to below freezing...
Tied up as we were we huddled together, shivering and freezing, desperately needing water and food.
The longest night of my life...
I dreamt I was kidnapper by a serial killer...
I awoke jerking my bound torso and screaming in my gag...
I was not the only one squirming....
The dream...
The fucking nut just chopped of my arms....
I came back to reality....
A deep pit of fear in my gut....
I had no feeling in my arms.....
Nothing moved where my limbs were...
Terror and confusion filled me....
I HAD NO FUCKING ARMS!
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MORNING....
We struggled to our feet....
My mouth was dry.... the sides of my mouth bloody, my upper arms covered with rivulets of dried blood, the tight ropes binding them a crimson red. We looked at one another. If we stayed in the truck death would have been swift. Now, our second day...
We were weak,,,
Dehydrated....
Constant tortured...
I would die today I knew.....
We hiked again....
In the middle of nowhere...
Somehow praying to find somebody to rescue us.....
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When I fell I fell backwards in a faint and landed on my back.
I heard a crack.... my arms broke but I felt no pain.
I was beyond pain.
The sun beat on my roped chest, bare belly and gagged face...
I looked up and saw the sign. "Please make it quick, I prayed," knowing I would soon be eaten alive. I wondered if I had enough strength to kick them off.. "why for, I thought, only prolong the death....."
I closed my eyes.
I did not want to see....
I was being touched..... the ropes on my pecs pulled...
I screamed my final scream in my gag....
Opened my eyes wide......
No way I'll give up because without a fight...
I kicked.....
....the cop trying to cut my ropes right in his balls!
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And now, when we role play and tie each other up, we never forget to rope our feet and legs. Tightly hogtied. That's my best challenge!
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