Postby Scottstud94 » Mon Feb 18, 2013 5:33 pm
The cage was horribly uncomfortable. For one the net was still tightened around me. The other was the tightness, and the fact Kyle's hogtied body was bunched up against me. His bound baseball socked feet in my face, a putrid smell came from them, he was just in a baseball game not more than an hour ago. I couldn't help but stare though at his feet, they looked well good almost, like I wanted to smell them.
Outside of the cage I couldn't see much. The man had his mask off now, but I didn't recognize him. I shuffled around the cage trying to get room. Kyle mmmppphhed into his gag angrily. Both our mouths were securely taped but I knew Kyle's was much less strict. Maybe he could cry out somehow?
We felt the vehicle come to a rest. The trip had certainly not been long, but nontheless Kyle and I struggled heavily against our bonds, bodies writhing against eachother. We tried to cry out but our taped mouths certainly wouldn't allow talking.
Suddenly the man who kidnapped us spoke, now without a mask we could see he was older, in his mid 30's but his hair had already seemed to gray, and his face lined with wrinkles.
"Look guys I'm sorry I had to kidnap you, but it's my last option. Do everything I say and I'll let you see your families again." He flashed a gun at both of us, which caused us to stop struggling.
The man got out of the car, looked around, and tossed a blanket over the cage, picked us up, and proceeded to carry us through some sort of doorway. Unable to see, I rested my head on Kyle's feet, so warm, they felt so good.
The cage was set down, the blanket pulled off. To my surprise looking around, we weren't in a torture chamber, a basement, not even a house. It was a motel, very run down looking as well, in fact I recognized the logo on some of the items. "The Twin Creek Lodge" was its name, right in town, and was the lowest form of living anybody could afford. I lived in a 5 story house, not used to this.
I was pulled from the cage by the man, who propped me on a bed, leaving Kyle locked up in the cage. I looked around with horror at what was on the wall, pictures of me, pictures of Andrew and Kyle. Our names. Addresses. Friends. Everything. I began to struggle fearing this guy may want to rape me.
The kidnapper looked at me grimly as he held chains and locks in his hands.
"It's not what you think," he said.
"You see, my wife and son died in childbirth. In my depression, I couldnt function, I lost my job, and I can't pay the hospital bills. I even have a daughter.." the man teared up. "She's only two. I can't leave her homeless. I can't raise my daughter from a car," the man now had physical tears.
After removing the net, he undid my hogtie and grabbed my feet. He untied the ropes that held my ankles together, but left my arms tied. He had special chains that latched around my ankles and were attached to the corners of the bed.
He chained my socked ankles spreadeagle style and tightened each so I had limited movement of my limbs. He then untied my hands.
"Remember what I said, I only need ransom money, nobody needs to get hurt."
As he chained my wrists spreadeagle style as well he told me "The pictures, I needed to know who I kidnapped was wealthy, and weak enough that I could kidnap them easily. I targeted you Sean, and you Kyle, not your brother though, far too risky, I am Dan by the way," the kidnapper said as he locked my wrists into the special chains/cuff hybrid devices. I tried to move, but I was stuck. The chains were mounted to the bed, floor, and walls, I wasn't going anywhere.
Dan proceeded to Saran wrap the rest of my body down to the bed, which kept the chains from rattling, and me from moving everything but my head.
Dan smiled at me, as he looked through my phone, wrote down a number, and smashed my phone with a hammer. I mmmmphhhed as loud as I could.
"Shut your fucking mouth!" Dan said as he jumped on me. "This is a hotel, I cant have people hearing you. I didn't want to do this, but when I was watching, Andrew gave me a good idea. I'm going to chloroform you, seal you're mouth, get Kyle's mouth sealed shut as well, pick up my precious daughter, then we'll call Andrew and get him to bring me the ransom money I want. Ok?"
I mmmmphed with displeasure. I realized if Andrew saved me I owed him my life. That would mean he'd make me his slave basically.
This is what I worried about as this broke, desperate man chloroformed me, ready to permanently gag me. I faded out, tied down to this motel bed.