Ryan watched as his friend, Noah, struggled on the floor, bound by tape. Both of them were 25, to within a few days of each other,tall and large in build, but physically, there were a lot of differences between the two friends. Ryan was more muscular in upper body, and Noah in lower body, Ryan had dirty blonde hair cut short around his head while Noah had light brown hair shaved close, and numerous other features. Ryan wore typical blue jeans and a dark green t-shirt while Noah wore a white t-shirt and black tracksuit bottoms/sweatpants.
He struggled in his bonds and, although neither of them were timing, got out in around twenty seconds barely trying. He peeled off the last of the tape and, collected it all to dispose off, talking while he did it. "Still not working." "I guess we're both too strong for anything we can do casually." "It'd be a shame to waste this opportunity though." "We have to think of something." They both paused for a moment, and similar ideas formed in both their minds. "We just need a weaker victim." Who he meant was clear.
The reason the two of them were there in the first place was basically babysitting. The house was Ryan's parents' and younger brother's, as he lived with Noah and another friend a short distance away, and he was looking after both his house and his brother, Axel, while they were away for the best part of four days. He always accepted when they asked him to do that sort of thing, as they let him bring Noah to help and it gave them a chance to do TUGs away from their other room-mate who, although accepting of it, didn't generally like it getting in her way. They had never told him about their TUGs before, let alone involved him, although he had suspicions, but they could take him easily and they both preferred the dominant role in TUGs, which was enough to convince them it was worth trying. It was a plan with some risk, but they quickly formed a certain idea, deciding that simplicity was not the best option.
Axel walked slowly along the path next to the road, the part of the area he was in quiet and otherwise empty, which was specifically the reason he walked through it. He was 12, fairly tall for his age and thin. His hair was mostly identical to his brother's, albeit more untidy and he was dressed in most of his school uniform, black trousers, a white shirt and black shoes and had a large backpack on his back. He didn't pay any attention to the car that gradually drew closer to him, and although he found it weird when it stopped just behind him, they struck before he could react. Although he didn't recognize them as they stayed behind him, Ryan grabbed hold of him, handgagging him and keeping him still, while Noah took duct tape and quickly bound ankles together, then seized his arms and taped his wrists and finally covered his mouth with a few pieces of tape to gag him. He then took out a large sack, specially prepared for the purpose, and shoved him in it before securing it and placing the sack of bound and hopelessly struggling child in the boot/trunk of the car and getting back in, driving back towards the house with their victim secured.