He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Mon Aug 21, 2017 7:30 am

There is an argument coming from the hallway:
A boy yells "LET ME GO!"
A Mans Voice Sounds "Get in the Boy!"
I watch as 2 Men (Lets call them Thug1 and Thug 2) drag a Boy into the room,
He is fighting them, struggling to break free.
They throw him to the ground, He lands hard on his stomach.
He must be about 16
He gathers himself and gets to his feet.
He is wearing No Shoes?
His Socks are Dark Blue and dirty now from the dust on the concrete floor.
He is Wearing Red Jeans and a Blue T shirt.
His Hair Dirty Blonde and messy: Short but textured.
He wears a thick Black and Red Bracelet on one arm.
His Skin is Tanned, his Lips: Pouty and Soft.
His Nose slightly turned up and his eyes are concave with Vibrant Green Color.
Features all soft and he's ready for a fight!
Thug 1 yells "SETTLE DOWN NOW!"
The Boy raises his fists into fight position, then to a "Hands UP!" position as Thug 2 instructs whilst pointing a pistol in the Boys direction.
Thug 1 circles the boy and grabs his arms; twisting them behind his back.
The Boy Wines "Your Hurting Me!"
Thug One kicks the back of the boys knees forcing him into a Kneeling position on the floor.
"What do you want from me?" the Boy Questions
"SHUT UP!" Thug 2 Yells still holding he Gun on the Boy.
Thug 1 pulls a pair of Handcuffs from his pocket and clicks them on the boys wrists behind his back.
The Boy struggles against this; wincing in pain "That Hurts!" He Sounds
Thug 1 grabs the boy by one arm and directs him to a chair off to the side; seating him hard.
Thug 1 Hold the Boy on the Chair by his shoulders
"please let me goooo!" the Boy cries as tears stream down his cheeks.
The Boy Struggles again against the Grip of Thug 1
Thug 2 lowers the gun and quickley rummages through a drawer.
He produces a roll of Duct Tape and a Blue Bandana.
"Hold Him Still" Thug 2 instructs Thug 1.
"Sttttooopppp Pleaseeeee.... Why are you Doing this????" The Boy questions.
No response...
Thug 2 Wraps Duct Tape around the Boys right ankle securing it tight against the chair leg.
As He attempts to secure The Left Side ankle the Boy Kicks at the Captor.
"Settle Down Kid... We Can do this the easy way or the HARD way; you choose!"
The Boy Gives in and his Left Ankle is secured with Duct Tape.
"Pleaseet me Gooooo!!!" The Boy Cries again.
Thug 2 Straps the Boys Legs, just below the knee to the Chair with the Silver Tape.
He then proceeds the wrap and fasted the Boys Torso tightly in place.
The Boy is Now Tied Tightly to the Chair.
"What's your name kid?" Thug 2 asks.
"Its Ryan, Please... I want to go home..." the boy sniffs
"Well Ryan, we are going to need you to stay with us for a while; so calm down." Thug 2 replies in a softer tone, now that the boy is still.
"What do you want from me?" Ryan asks more sarcastically; as his will and determination are returning.
"Nothing from you, but to sit here quietly; your parents on the other hand... well... leave that to us"
Thug 1 laughs very loudly
Ryan looks up at Thug 1 then back to Thug 2
Okay kid we have work to do, but first...
Thug 2 bends over and pulls off the left sock on Ryan's foot.
"What the Fuck man?" Ryan Sounds
"Well Kid... Weve gotta Gag you soooooo..." Thug 1 taunts
"Seriously... I can sit here quietly, you don't have to gag me!!" Ryan Pleads.
Tears begin to stream down his face again.
"Seriously.... I just want to go home..." Ryan Cries
"Well that's not gonna work for us; so be a good boy and open wide" Thug 1 implies.
Ryan dejectedly opens his mouth and thug 1 stuffs the sock deep inside.
Ryan fights against the process very little.
Thug 2 the proceeds to pull the blue bandana tightly around Ryan's head; parting his upper and lower mouth with the bind, knotting it secure in place the behind his head.
Thug 1 the tears a Long strip of Silver Duct tape from the roll and smooth's it over the already in place gag; stretching from ear to ear.
"Now be a good boy Ryan and we will be back" Thug 2 says as he slaps Ryan on the Cheek.
Thug 1 & 2 leave the room.
Ryan Slumps, soundless in his chair....
"Ryan.....Psst Ryan... over here" I whisper
He lifts his head and looks in my direction...
TBC
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This is What Ryan Looks Like
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Re: He Sits...

Postby xtc » Mon Aug 21, 2017 8:22 am

Good. Another new story.
A bit of a departure in style for you, Matty.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: He Sits...

Postby drawscore » Mon Aug 21, 2017 11:47 pm

Just one thing: When making comparisons, the comparison must be clear. If the reader does not know who Chord Overstreet or Chance Crawford are, the comparison is meaningless.

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Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Tue Aug 22, 2017 3:40 am

The Idea is to Google them :) to get an idea: Invest in the story :) Have fun.
Get an idea of what Ryan Looks like.

Re: He Sits...

Postby drawscore » Tue Aug 22, 2017 3:58 am

MattyHerich wrote:The Idea is to Google them :) to get an idea: Invest in the story :) Have fun.
Get an idea of what Ryan Looks like.


But how many people will do that?

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Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Tue Aug 22, 2017 5:34 am

Okay updated with description lol: enjoy

Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Mon Aug 28, 2017 6:45 am

His eyes are reddened from many tears, and he looks defeated.
I emerge from the door where I am stationed and make my way toward his seat.
He struggles against his binds as I approach making small grunting noises from behind his stuffed gag.
His gestures and sounds undoubtedly imply the need for assistance in attaining release.
"Shhhhh...." I wave; "They will hear you and come back.
He thrusts against the fasteners in an attempt to persuade me to help: "Relax" I instruct; "Let me see what I can do"
I circle behind him; where I am quickly reminded of the situation - (Steel Handcuffs)
"Handcuffs" I remind him.
His head is turned in my direction: Heavy breathing escapes his nostrils;
He looks up at me with impatience.
I look around the room and move toward the desk were the thugs retrieved the handcuffs in the first place.
- maybe there is a key?
He watches in anticipation...
I rifle through the drawers, somethings, anything, where is it?
I turn to him after going through each drawer "Nothing" I shrug.
Ryan rolls his head back and growls...
I circle behind him once again and untie the knot holding the gag in place (Instinctively; without thinking).
Then ready him to have the duct tape ripped from his baby face: He squints and is ready.
Ryan lets out a "Whimper" as I pull the tape free;
Allowing him to spit out the sock preventing his speech (Why did I UnGag him? if I cant free him).
Quickly he begins.. "You've gotta get me out of here!"
"I know, I know" but I cant find the keys. "Do you know where they put them?" I ask
"No....Who are you?" He asks
"I'm Sam; Just another captive: They keep me locked in that room, or so they think..."
"Sam you've gotta get me loose!, before they come back!" Ryan directs.
((OMG I'm gonna have to put this Gag back on this kid: I cant free him :( ))
I scan the whole room; its dark, dungy and there are not options to aid in his release.
"Ryan: I don't know what to do... but they will be back soon" I remind him.
"I need to work out a better plan" I continue.
"Look Ive gotta get you gagged again; as if nothing has happened." I instruct.
"WAIT!,WHAT!, NO WAY!" Ryan Shouts: I cover his mouth with my palm.
He fights the act moving his head from side to side.
"Ryan, The gag has to go back on, do you understand?";
- If its off; they will know something has happened, and we will have no chance of getting free"
He Lets the rational advice sink in: settles; and I remove my hand.
"Ive got to figure out how to get those Cuffs off of you before we can get out of here" I convey.
"I don't like it, but I totally understand" he pouts.
I retrieve the wet, waded Dark Blue sock from the ground and gather the Bandana with my other hand.
"Listen to me, We are going to get out of here, but we've gotta get this back on you now; they could be back any minute"
"Just don't forget me here when the chance arrives" he pleads.
"I wont" I return.
He reluctantly opens his mouth and allows me to stuff the Sock back into place.
I Knot the Bandana behind his head and re apply the tape over his mouth.
(I should have never removed it in the first place)
Looking at him; he looking at me, we nod in agreement and understanding that we are in this together.
(Poor Kid, They never tied me up when I came to this place?)
I slip back to my room and close the door.
Looking through the bar windows: Ryan returns to his defeated pose; tightly secure bound and gagged were He Sits.

Re: He Sits...

Postby xtc » Mon Aug 28, 2017 7:38 am

Keep it up, please.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Wed Aug 30, 2017 5:18 am

A few hours past and I look in on Ryan periodically.
He's shifted a bit in his seat: and he looks Soooo Board; at least they have given me books to read and a Bathroom to use.
Voices sound and footsteps follow; They are returning: Time... 5pm - Dinner
They enter the room and approach Ryan.
"Well...what do you have to say for yourself?" Thug 1 questions Ryan; then chuckles.
"Do you need to go to the bathroom?" He asks Ryan
Ryan Nods
"Okay listen carefully: I am going to cut you loose from the chair; but the cuffs and gag stay on for the moment: do you understand?"
Ryan Nods in agreement once again.
The Thugs reveals a knife and slices the duct tape; freeing Ryan from his Chair connected position.
The Thug pulls Ryan to his feet and holds him by one arm.
"You will listen to everything I say or else" The Thug implies: showing Ryan the knife.
He points to the far side of the room and forces Ryan in that direction.
Once at the door he presses Ryan face first; HARD: up against the wall:
"I am going to unlock these cuffs and let you use the bathroom: NO funny business" He instructs "DO you understand?"
Ryan Nods as best as he can with his face pressed against the wall.
The KEY is retrieved from the Thugs pocket and with a few "Clicks" the cuffs binding Ryan's hands behind his back; are released.
The Thug Turns Ryan around still holding him tight against the wall.
Ryan quickly reaches up to his face and pulls the tape from his mouth; then removes the bandana letting it rest around his neck.
Once again spitting the waded wet sock to the floor.
"I totally Understand" Ryan replies with Sarcasm
"You've got 5 minutes Kid" The Thug instructs
The Thug opens the door to the bathroom; and pushes Ryan through.
Ryan closes the door behind himself.
I watch Thug 2 Roll a cart into the room and heads towards my door.
I jump down and quickly sit on my bed.
Thug 2 "Knocks" at my door.
"Sam; ...Dinner!" He announces; then slides the tray through the opening in the door.

Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Thu Aug 31, 2017 6:24 am

(I begin to eat my dinner; as I am starving: I am worried about Ryan, but what can I do?)
5 Minutes pass and I hear the Thug 1 knocking on the door "Come On Kid; Lets Go!"
I return to my perch at the door and continue watching the show.
Ryan Reluctantly Opens the door from the bathroom, but doesn't put up a fight.
The Thug grabs Ryan by the Collar and once again presses him Face first against the wall;
- Twisting Ryan's arms one by one; behind his back.
"Your hurting me!" Ryan Sounds
"Shut up!" The Thug instructs.
Once again with a Solid Click, Ryan is Cuffed; Hands behind his back.
Ryan is led back over towards his chair, except to my surprise The Thug Kicks the chair away.
"Okay Kid; Time to go to Work"
"What do you mean?" Ryan inquires.
Ryan is Forced to his Knees.
#2 Thug reappears behind Ryan and holds him by his shoulders.
"Were is that sock?" Thug 1 questions, noticeably remembering it is on the floor by the bathroom.
Thug 1 jaunts over and swipes the Dark Blue, waded Sock from the floor;
- He returns to Ryan, while Thug #2 holds Ryan's head in a headlock.
"Okay Kid No Problems here; open the F#c& Up" Thug 1 demands.
Ryan Fights a bit "No NO!" but is overcome and the wet sock is once again stuffed in his mouth.
The Bandana is returned to place; tightly tied between his teeth; holding the sock in place.
A Long strip of Duct Tape (as before) is applied across Ryan's Mouth.
Ryan exhales a Low Growl.... Once again Cuffed and Gagged
"As you were" Thugs 2 chuckles.
Ryan Settles and Looks first to Thug #1; then turns and Looks up at thug #2 with anger.
"Ohhh Why so angary Kid... You think you would be used to this by now" Thug #2 Taunts
Thug #1 backs up and pulls out his phone.
"Ok Kid Action" He directs.
Beep the phone is put into record mode.
Thug #1 begins to speak: "Mr Cameron, Do you see your son?... Ryan is safe and sound for now... Please make arrangements to give us what we want, with NO police involvement and Your Son will remain Safe... Don't give us what we want and well... here is a taste of what will happen..."
Thug #1 points to Thug #2; who steps back from Ryan
Ryan Turns his head and his eyes widen, as do mine...
Thug #2 pulls a Clear Plastic Bag from his pocket... and shakes it fully open.
With a Hugh Whine "MRPHHHHHH!!!!!!" from Ryan; Thug #2 draws close to Ryan's Head; not placing the bag over, but implying he would!
Ryan begins to press forward in fear: His Eyes are wide and his fight is mighty.
Ryan's presses forward as He try's to fight and get to a stance;
- His feet fling wildly; Thug #2 grabs his shoulders once again and presses him down...
Ryan Grunts wildly against his GAG! "MRPHHHHHH!!!!, MRPHHHH!!!!"
"STOP!!!!!" I yell!!!!
The Bag presents Real FEAR in Ryan's Face as Thug #2 Hold the bag to Ryan's Eyeline; Ryan's Yells quiet, as he is loses all fight!
He is breathing very HEAVY in FEAR!
"STOPPPPPPP!" I Scream.
The Bag is returned to Thug #2 pocket and Ryan is Inhaling Strong Grasps of fright as he shakes!
"Well Mr. Cameron... you have 24 hours..." Thug 1 finishes shutting off the phone and returning it to his pocket
Ryan falls to the floor trying to regaining his composure; Grunting against his gag as he inhales for his life.
"Sorry Kid, but we've gotta do what we've gotta do" Thug #1 apologizes.
"Chair Tied?" Thug #2 questions...
Yes; But secure his ankles using the other 2 pairs of cuffs
We gotta make it easier to free the Little Bastard from that chair for Bathroom Breaks.
Thug#2 Grabs Ryan and steadies him to his feet then leads him to HIS chair.
"SIT!" Thug #2 demands
Ryan Follows direction with no resistance.
"Settle In!" Thug #1 Demands
Ryan is then Cuffed to the Chair.
Tears Stream down Ryans Cheeks; and muffled cries are heard throughout the room
"Hes not going anywhere" Thug #1 says to Thugs #2; Now go check on Sam he instructs...
Thug #1 pulls another Bandana from his pocket and proceeds to wipe his brow
"Dam Kid; I hope your Daddy Love You"
Ryan sniffs and Growls at the Man; standing in front of him.
Attachments
Jesse.jpg
This is what Ryan Looks Like
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Re: He Sits...

Postby alkaid_ » Sat Sep 02, 2017 7:57 pm

wow!

very nice chapter.

Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Mon Oct 16, 2017 10:11 am

Thug #1 looks / Stares at Ryan...
What's that Kid? Do you have something you want to say to me?
- You look pretty Pissed Off Kid.
Thug #1 leans forward and whispers in Ryan's Ear.
It doesn't matter if your daddy pays twice over; your never getting out of here.
Settle in and get comfortable Kid; this is Life,
Ryan Steams and clinches his teeth; outlining the muscles in his jaw line; flexing the Tape covering his mouth.
His breathing heavies, and frustration fills his eyes.
Ryan stares forward; not turning to the Thug once.
Thug #1 taps his finger on Ryan's Taped Mouth.
I'm in charge Kid; Just remember that; I'm in CHARGE.

Re: He Sits...

Postby drawscore » Mon Oct 16, 2017 7:17 pm

Welcome back. I wondered what happened to you. I don't know where this came from, or who the original poster/owner is, but here's something I found on the net, of someone cuff-hog tied, as you described earlier:

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Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Wed Oct 18, 2017 7:51 am

Ryan Slowly, and methodically Turns his head to the Thug;
His eyes Dropped, saddened and Pitiful.
"Oh are you gonna cry Kid?" The Thug Taunts
- Then Pow! - Ryan Head Butts the Thug right square in the Nose!
Blood streams down the mans face as he reels in pain "F@c*I%G Kid just broke my Nose!!!"
Stumbling backwards: Clutching his Bloodied Face! Hands dripping and Shirt Covered.
"I'm Gonna F%c*I$G Kill You KID!!!!" Thug 1 Screams "You're DEAD!!!"
Thug 1 Spits and Gargles As more Blood Pours.
Ryan Just Glares at Thug 1 - Anger filling His Eyes.
Thug 2 Races to Thug 1's Side and Helps him 2 His Feet; Cursive Threats Fill the Room:
"YOU F#C&I@G DEAD! DO YOU HEAR ME? DEAD!!!" Thug 1 Continues!

Re: He Sits...

Postby MattyH » Mon Oct 23, 2017 9:59 pm

Ryan Sat Tall and Proper
He was proud of what he had done
No Fear... No amount of Deathly Threats could change his current mood.
He Muffled a Sweet Laugh: from beneath that tight gag.
I felt happy for him as I looked on;
However scared for the future outcomes...
This was Ryan's moment.
He looked happy regardless of his bound predicament.
The Cuffs that shackled him; "Clinked" as repositioned in his chair.
He tilted forward for comfort and rubbed his left cheek on his shoulder.
(If only there was something I could do)
During the commotion; my Door was Locked from the outside; after my outburst; as Thug 2 had decided.
Ryan looked in my direction;
Seeing my peering face through the barred window; He Flicked me a Nod of security.
I returned the acknowledgement; and felt slightly better... until the return of thug 1 that is...
Ryan Drew in a large Breath and widened his eyes; releasing the inhale: knowing, anticipating...
For every Action/ there is a reaction...

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Smugness :)
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