When we came to, we were bound and gagged

They chanced us down this old road and pushed our team bus off the road....

I was driving.
I tried to call for help....
Nowhere land, man, no signal.

We were surround in seconds.

A guy pointing a gun at my head....

I got into a seat.  We all had our hands behind our heads.

NOT A WORD.  NOT A SOUND.

My heart was exploding in my chest, sweat broke out of every pore on my body.

"Please don't kill us," I said.

They just laughed.

There were 5 that I saw.

One of them grabbed me and put his gun nextt to my head.
I was terrified.

Another pushed up my sleeve.

NONONO...

He shoved it into my arm.

It worked fast.

For, when I came to, I was bound and gagged.

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I was nauseous.

My head was pounding.

I tried to spit.

My mouth was stuffed.

I reached for my head.

My hands were tied.

My whole fucking body was tied up, very tight.  I became aware of a stinging pain from the back of my neck, my collar bone, down my spine.

I looked up.

Dark.

One light bulb.

Old asbestos around pipes.

I felt sick.

I went out cold.

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I became more aware.  Now I could see where we were, in some basement, me and my team mates, all tied up. I began to realize that we had been kidnapped, and were being probably help for ransom.

There was a long pipe in the basement, that was a few inches off the floor.  We were all tied to it by our necks.

We were next to each other.

I was on the end.

Next to me was Jason.

We were tied together by rope that circled our two upper arms, tied several ties around our biceps,  and tightened in between.    It was the same rope that tied our wrists behind our backs.

A quarter inch sisal rope.  My wrists were very tight, and I could find no knot.  They were numb too and the rope, being very coarse and my body weight onto of my wrists, had my skin raw.

Next to Jason was Mike....

tied arm to arm with Jason, and there was someone next to him, but I could not see who.....

Down the line.

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Tied between Billy and Mike by my upper arms, I worked my wrists to no avail until my skin was raw.  I flexed my muscles in my arms, only to tighten the rope bind me and my friends' arms.  It was then that I became aware of the cramps in my thighs. My legs hand been tied together around my knees and ankles, then bent under me, my ankles bound to my thighs.  I tried to lift my head, but the rope was tight around my neck.  I just lay there, with the others, waiting for their next move.

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I kept staring at that light.  The ropes tying me up were bad enough, but the gag was worse.  Something stuffed my mouth down my throat, and duct tape circled my head securing my mouth.  The sweat from my brown was dripping into my eyes.  I could not shake my head much they was my neck was tied, so my eyes burned.  Now and then they guys I was arm bound too would try to move just an inch to relieve the cramps and stiffness of being like this for hours.  The rope would pinch deeper into my muscle and I would have to move too, only making matters worse.  I stopped working the ropes on my wrists.  I had already cut up my skin and was bleeding.

Then it hit me.

There was nothing I could do. And these guys could do whatever they wanted to me.  And I could not do a thing to protect myself.

I got very cold.  A shiver went down my spine.

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One of the fuckers came in, drunk.

He was holding a knife.

I was at the end, tied arm and arm with Willie.

I though he was going to cut me from him and this pipe and do whatever.

But he straggled my bent legs and sat.  I could not describe the waves of pain from the cramps.

He took the knife and started to play with it on my chest, tracing it around my nipples, and belly.  Willie was looking at he and me, he was flexed tight.  He went to my neck, around my eyes, tracing away.

I looked at him, defiant, into his eyes.

Then he cut.

And I screamed.

And Willie went wild in his ropes.

Across my chest.  A deep diagonal cut that went down my abs.

All the others were screaming.  He went nuts.  He came to Willie, ripped open his sweaty shirt and carved him up, down the line, until he reached Billy.

He got to work on Billy's pecs and abs.

We he finished torturing us, he took some cell phone pictured and uploaded them some where.

He left us.

As did the others.

Bound and bleeding.

To await our fates.

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I could not take it anymore.

I figured they left us to die here.  I had to get out.

I could not wiggle my wrists free.  I moved my hands to my belt and began to tug on it.

I was pulling as hard as I could, ignoring the rope shredding my wrists even more.

I knew the inside had a claw that held it to the webbing.  If I was lucky, the pin would slip, the belt get stuck on a pants loop, and would open the clasp.  Then I could pulled the belt through the loops and on top of my wrists.

I could not tell the others what I was doing.  All they they knew was I was jerking and squirming.  I got the teeth of the clip over some of the rope binding my wrists.  I humped my body up and came down hard, again and again.  I almost backed out, but after some two dozen times, the rope was cut and I pulled my wrists free.

I got my hands in front of me.  I used the teeth of the clip to cut my arms free from my friends, and then I untied my neck and legs.  I just lay there a few minutes, exhausted.  I forced myself to me feet, fell, and got onto my knees.  I began to go next to me getting my friend Jay free.

With Jay free of his ropes, we both quickly got our team mates out of their bonds.  Our arms, wrists, necks, chest and abs were cut up and raw.  Our legs suffered hard cramps, but we stumbled to our feet.

We went outside.

There was a car coming down an old road.  We shook our arms like crazy screaming HELP......

He stopped and got out.

"What the fuck?  You guys---- your the missing team from the college that was kidnapped!!!!   What the fuck did they do to you?  Got my cell in the car.  Going to call for help."

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Yeah, I am going to meet Tony....

He's one of the guys who was kidnapped.  He found out that I run a blog about tying up guys and kidnapping them.

He was pissed he could not get out when he was really kidnapped.

So, I am going to tie him up and role play kidnap.

He he comes.

Some hours latter.....