Postby Scottstud94 » Sun Mar 25, 2012 5:07 am
Jake and Logan sat outside the locker, ensuring nobody would discover the kidnapping. I mmmppphhed quite a bit despite hearing a lot of "shut your mouth" or "quiet down" from Logan or Jake.
At one point I slammed my self around in the locker. I ended up getting stabbed with a metal rod until I stopped. I had heard all of the ACT cheating plan so I understood why they didn't trust me, but I feared the lengths they'd go to. Or if I was left alone with say Nick.
Soon Josh and Nick returned. With a large duffel bag used by baseball bats and tennis gear. Josh opened it up and it was empty, big enough to stuff my body in clearly. Nick came in from behind. He held a Wal-Mart bag, full of ropes, tapes, ties, chains, locks, and socks.
"Good thing we went to the self-scan line or the cashier would've been freaked out," Josh said as the boys placed me on the ground.
"Did he behave?" Nick asked.
"Mostly," Jake replied, "Lot of trying to scream."
"I'll fix that." Nick said applying even more tape wrapping 7 more times before being held back to stop Hand cuffs and rope were applied to my bound limbs, along with a blindfold,
"Where are we taking him, and how long?" Logan asked.
"My older brothers basement" Nick said. "He's in Florida, and we'll keep him till we know he'll keep his mouth shut, even after ACT's in two weeks."
Nobody argued as my body was placed in the bag along with the supplies. I heard it zip close as I lay there in agony. I felt the bag lifted up with me inside, i kicked and squirmed inside trying my hardest to shout or get attention. This resulted in the bag being swung and slammed into something by whoever was carrying it.
"Do it again and we'll hogtie you," Josh said.
I mmphhhed in displeasured. Josh's sock securely taped into my mouth kept my noises to a minimum. Soon I heard the school doors open. Then a car trunk, I was thrown inside and heard the trunk slam shut on my bagged up body. The car ride was hot, sweaty, and tiring. Soon we arrived to what I assumed was Nick's brothers house. It was at that point, I was dumped onto a cold cement floor. I felt my captors remove my bonds, blindfold first giving me a look at the surroundings.
This was a room the size of a bedroom, it was in the basement, and housed a washer, dryer, and the furnace and water heater. Along with several water pipes the stretched vertically on one wall. A single chair was in the room.
When they had all untied but the handcuffs ony hands and my gag, they quietly discussed.
"Alright," Nick said. "This is my brother's house," it's two miles from any other house, so gagging you isn't necessary, but I'm still doing it to keep you quiet. This is where you'll be until we can trust you. Take him into the bedroom we need info."
Logan put the knife to my back as Logan prodded me on. Once in a bedroom I was forced to strip down to only my baseball socks, and boxers. Each limb was handcuffed spreadeagle to the bedposts. I was completely at their mercy.
Logan and Jake had too leave as it was getting late. They drove off in a separate car. Nick held my phone and went onto the computer while Josh looked down at me. Nick remained in his soccer uniform, shoes off. Josh in normal attire, shoes off as well. "Now the revenge part," Josh said. "Your gonna start by telling us your Facebook information. Nod yes if you want to forgo torture, and Nick won't have to make some mean texts from your phone."
I violently kicked and shook trying to escape, but to no avail. I nodded my head with a distinct no. Josh responded by putting the knife to my arm, barely cutting it. I screamed out as next he tickled my exposed belly. "Text to Sierra." (My girlfriend?!) Nick said. "Hey what's going on, guess what I'm doing." I mmmppphhed as I read what he was sending, worried he could use my phone as revenge.
"Want me to keep going?" Nick said. I mmphhhed no. "Then tell us the info." Josh said,
I resigned nodding my head as I felt the duct tape being painfully ripped from my head." Soon it was all removed as I let Josh's sock fa out of my mouth. I saw him produce a roll of duct tape and a brand new pack of socks I assumed was for gagging me. "What is it?" Josh said as I caught my breath, trying to squeeze out of the cuffs. Looking for a chance of escape. I told them the email which Nick typed in, then realizing my tiredness forced myself to give up the password. They wrote all of this down, trying it successfully.
"Next up. Email." Josh said.
"Passwords all the same," Nick said we control his life.
At this point a slipped my right hand out of the cuffs desparately trying to get the other hand free. Soon I was pounced on my Josh and Nick, who held my right arm down.
"Nick I have an idea hand me your soccer socks."
"For his mouth?" Nick asked.
"No, but mine are on the floor good idea." Josh replied.
Overpowered and tired I resigned.
I saw one of the socks pulled over my hand stretching to near my shoulder. Duct tape secured the sock to my arm at numerous point. Then it was cuffed back where it was much tighter, duct tape used to keep me form slipping out again. The same was done to my left hand. Like they promised, I once again found Josh sock stuffed in my mouth. His soccer sock was much bigger though. Nick tried to shoved it all in my mouth as Josh held the knife forcing my mouth open to no avail.
Nick produced the brand new pack of ankle socks, "Lets play a game," he said, "how many socks can we tape into your mouth?" I watched in agony as my former friend turned enemy stuffed as many socks in my mouth and saw how much he was happy to do it, as he smiled with every sock shoved in.
He stopped at 3 at Josh's beckoning. But he claimed he could've put 6 in. He wrapped the duct tape over my mouth, Josh again tried to stop Nick after 5 times.
"5 times?!" Nick said, "that won't shut him up, we need to make sure we won't hear him." He went onto tape from my nose to under my chin over my head 15 times before he was content. My head was nearly mummified though I wasn't blindfolded. I couldn't make a sound true to Nick's word.
"What kind of socks are those?" Nick asked, now barefoot after his red soccer socks we're applied to my arm.
"The ones I just bought?" Josh asked. "White, Adidas, they go up to your ankle like the ones I'm wearing now.
"Good, Nick said putting the last pair from the brand new bag on. Many of the socks were effectively as Nick put it "shutting me up."
While Nick applied ropes to keep my tied down for the rest of the session, Josh combed through all my personal files, texts, and emails, showing Nick anything interesting, or secrets I had. They said if I chose not to cooperate more they'd ruin more of my life, pictures were taken of me, and my relationship with my girlfriend was over thanks to them.
They went over their plan for the ACT. A secret camera above the smartest kid in school, relaying each answer to a device that would be around each of their ankles, carefully hidden and quiet. After more tickling both smiled happily knowing they my enemies controlled my life. I hated it.
They opted this was enough for the night. Turning off the lights, locking the door. I couldn't escape. But I was planning for my revenge for if I could escape.