Ransomed III: Andrew and Kyle

Postby Scottstud94 » Mon Feb 11, 2013 2:32 pm

"Andrew! Catch the ball!" I shouted throwing the football at my best friend. A simple game of catch between the two of us in his front yard.

Andrew had a rural home out in the wooded forested area surrounding Twin Lakes, Minnesota. A safe small town that hadn't seen a serious crime in several years. He tossed the football back to me with a joyful look on his face having just made a wonderful catch. 

I fumbled the ball as it hit my hand, I shook my head in disgust with myself. "Looks like you're the one who needs to learn how to catch." He retorted back. You see Andrew was everything I was. Outside of height that is. Andrew was 5'11 and much taller than me. By at least 6 inches. He was also a lot stronger than me too and liked to show his domination over me physically by wrestling me, most often pinning me to the ground. He had a crazy temper too, so I tried to keep him happy. But he has hooked me up with so many girls, I don't mind being dominated for that positive.

I tossed the ball back with a little zing, hitting him squarely in the head. He gave a little smile as he charged at me, pushing me down to the ground for simply no reason at all. 

"What was that for?!" I said down on the grassy ground, looking up at muscular Andrew. His spiked blonde hair his key feature. He put his large foot on my stomach as if he declared victory, wearing his Nike high tops, black long Nike socks, t-shirt, and basketball shorts. His face went from beaming to grim quickly.

"Hey Sean," he said, "what is that car over there doing?"
I looked over at a black car with tinted out windows just sitting by Andrew's house. Strange because no other houses were even around. "Probably nothing, but it's giving me the creeps," I said.

"Yeh lets go inside," he said, taking his foot off me and helping me up. 
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We walked in the door and kicked off our shoes.

"First things first," Andrew said. "You have to wear this if your in my house today," Andrew said holding a ridiculous looking outfit. He did these things, just to show his dominance over me, and I had lost a previous bet with him so everytime I had to go over I was forced to wear something idiotic.

I put on a pair of Andrew's old green soccer socks, a pair of bright yellow shorts, a pink underarmour shirt, and a bandana. I looked ridiculous but it was the price I paid for being a bad Monopoly player I guess.

"Want to make a quick bet?" Andrew asked me.
"Sure." I said thinking to myself this couldn't get any worse.
Immediately Andrew tackled me to his living room carpet and we began to wrestle me down. I fought against him with all my strength until he had my hands pinned above my head with one hand, knee on my groin threatening to push if I moved, and his muscular body on top of me.
I was completely outmatched.

"Alright Andrew, what do you want?" I asked.
I looked into his face and saw a devilish smile. 

"You lost, now you have to do what I say or I'll fight you again and this time I'll knee you in the groin so har..." 
"OKAY I get it I said."

Andrew roughly forced me onto my stomach and held my hands behind me. I felt the rope begin to coil and tighten around my crossed hands. Andrew used to be a Boy Scout and had practiced his knots on me before, but this time was much different. After he bound my hands I tried to move them or reach the knot at least. My efforts were futile and I knew I should play along.

Andrew pulled even more rope from out of his pocket, he must've been planning this. He grabbed my socked ankles and tied them together, then my knees, and thighs, until soon I found myself laying on Andrew's living room floor unable to move my hands or feet.

"Andrew let me gommmppphhh..." I said starting to get annoyed before Andrew put his hand over my mouth and held it there to silence me. "This is what you get for trying to drill me with the football, now I'm going to get something to gag you, don't talk or I'll get some superglue for that mouth of yours!"
The thing was he was serious, he tended to punish me for these things and because he was stronger I let him, not to mention I usually didn't mind. I stayed quiet as he returned with a roll of duct tape and an ankle sock of his. He also had some superglue...

"Remember what I said." Andrew said, I nodded and understanding I owed him one after he hooked me up with his hot cousin from school, I realized this was Andrew's way of making sure I paid. I voluntarily opened my mouth and he shoved the sock in my mouth. It was bitter and clearly well worn, but I saved face and roughed it out as Andrew sealed my mouth shut with several layers of black duct tape. He often bound and gagged his younger brother to keep him out of the way when he hosted parties.

"I'm going to watch tv," Andrew said. "You will be my footstool." He said as he put his socked feet in my face. Perfect I thought. I gazed around the brightly lit living room and out of the corner of my eye, there I saw a mirror and in the distance of the reflection...

The black car. And a pair of binoculars looking straight at the house!

I mmmppphhed to warn Andrew who simply held up the bottle of superglue, silencing me. I sure didn't want my mouth glued shut. I just went along with Andrew's footstool plan. Once his younger brother Kyle thought Andrew was joking about washing Kyle's mouth out with soap if he back talked. So he did, and soon found his mouth scrubbed clean, bound to a chair, and a soapy washcloth taped into his mouth. Boy Andrew got in trouble for that. Outside of his temper though Kyle was an upstanding guy.

I saw this car move, eventually pulling up in Andrew's driveway. We were home alone and  now I struggled and kicked as hard as I could. I hit Andrew squarely in the knee with a swift kick to get his attention. 

Andrew looked down at me in anger. I just woke his beast temper. He hopped down and quickly held my head down. He removed the tape and clenched my jaw shut as I struggled, with the sock in my mouth i still could not talk. He clenched my head between his knees. I couldn't believe this as my best friend grabbed the superglue and started to glue my lips together! I thrashed in an attempt to get him off but tied up as I was I could not. His extreme temper sometimes got the best of him, as he added more superglue. I resigned to my fate as he angrily finished me up. The glue set quickly but Andrew took no chances. Wrapping my head in several layers of tape, going right over my hair. 7 layers of tape layer, I was gagged. Too well. "I warned you! Andrew said." He grabbed some more rope, choosing to hogtie me. He pulled the rope as strictly as possible so my hands touched my feet and my back was a c shaped arc. Ouch. Now I was truly helpless. Couldn't even mmphhh.

Andrew then looked down at me, apologized for his outburst, but nonetheless, put his feet on me again. Footstool.

Then a knock on the door.
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Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby tiednw » Mon Feb 11, 2013 4:52 pm

Nice start!

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Postby kidnapplz » Mon Feb 11, 2013 5:05 pm

BRILL START. lve it. plz go on

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Postby bondagefreak » Mon Feb 11, 2013 5:16 pm

Scottstud...it looks like you and I are still very much on the same page.
I have been following your stories for a long time already and have always enjoyed your work.

These are defenitely characters I can learn to enjoy reading about.
One who is strong, dominating and has a bad temper, and his smaller, subdued friend who weathers the storm. I can relate to that :quirk:

Hightop sneakers, sock gag, hand gag, sports gear and ruthless temper, not to mention a clear defenition of the friendship between the two...Andrew the top and Sean the sub. This first chapter is a very promising.

I know I will enjoy following this story, as I have most of your previous work.
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Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby xtc » Tue Feb 12, 2013 2:07 am

Good start. Good pace. Time taken on characterisation. (Why is this site now offering an illiterate American spell-checker?)
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby NemesisPrime » Tue Feb 12, 2013 2:18 am

Very nice start and I agree with bondagefreak!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

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Postby Grandas » Tue Feb 12, 2013 5:57 am

Excellent start! Looking forward to the continuation.

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby Scottstud94 » Tue Feb 12, 2013 5:47 pm

My hogtie was extremely tight. My back cried out in pain as a little tear formed up in my eye. The fact Andrew gagged me with his sock was bad enough, but to have superglued my mouth shut was nearing cruelty. Even alone the tape around my mouth and head kept any chance of me making noise impossible, but with the superglue I couldn't move my lips at all.
Andrew got up to answer the door. He looked right at me and decided it was best to throw a blanket over me. Before he did, he whispered, "Ok Sean don't try to escape or I'll make this even more painful for you. 
I nodded in understanding. I didn't know how it could get worse? Blindfolding me? 
He walked over to a desk holding up a stapler, making sure I saw it. I didn't know what he meant but I knew it'd be bad. He tossed the blanket over me, engulfing me in darkness.

I heard the door get opened from the darkness under the blanket. The man from the  dark car asked Andrew if his parents were home.
Andrew answered honestly, saying no.
The man in a low voice asked when they'd be back and he was from their insurance company. 
"3 days," Andrew said, "Me and my friend will be the only one around till then so come back later, except for my brother who is getting dropped off in an hour."
The man smiled, nodded, thanked and left.
Andrew didn't know about the binoculars, I had a very real fear that this man was dangerous, and Andrew just told him everything.

All I had to do was get Andrew to get this glue and tape off my mouth then I'd tell him. I began to kick and scream again as best as I could. Andree threw off the blanket very displeased.
"Alright now you're pissing me off," he said, not thinking about taking my gag off. He simply scooped me up and took me down into his Dad's workshop downstairs not knowing the possible danger we were in. He plopped my hogtied body onto the workbench and began to work on me like I was a tool.

He pulled out some heavy duty stuff too. He worked quietly and emotionlessly as he angrily converted my rope hogtie into one reinforced with chains and locks. He loosened my ropes than tightened them even greater, now the hogtie was made even tighter then. 
Andrew then removed the tape from my mouth and head.

"Okay Sean I'm going to get this glue off, but if you try to talk I'm going to staple your mouth shut got it?" I nodded knowing what the stapler meant now. He was really upset so I stayed quiet as the glue was chiseled off. Soon I was thankful to spit out the sock.

I had to warn Andrew, I had to take a chance, but I was too scared and only remained quiet. Andrew parted my lips from the sticky glue, and grabbed the roll of silver duct tape. He smiled as he wrapped it around my head, over and over and over. 15 wraps.

Andrew wasn't done. He grabbed a fishing net, and tossed my hogtied body in it. I could feel the net enclose around me as Andrew lifted me up, hanging the net from a pipe on the ceiling, drawing the net tightly closed around me.
Andrew smiled at me and said "next time listen to me." He walked upstairs leaving me in tears of pain. The hogtie was so tight, the chains and rope dug into my skin. The tape on my head clung to my mouth and hair, the net closed thoroughly around me. I physically could not move, so I hung in frustration waiting for Andrew to release me, fearing what might happen if he didn't.

Suddenly the slider door opened and in walked Andrew's brother Kyle. 

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby Scottstud94 » Tue Feb 12, 2013 5:48 pm

Sorry, short entry today. Thanks for the replies!

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Postby Mummyboi » Tue Feb 12, 2013 8:04 pm

This is awesome ... I can't wait to see what happens to him next...seems there is a lot of tape in this house ... hmmmm :bondage1:

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Postby Valimure » Wed Feb 13, 2013 12:29 am

Beautiful writing, excited to see where this goes. Excellent job. :)

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Postby Grandas » Wed Feb 13, 2013 10:15 am

Great continuation. Loving the suspense.

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Postby bondagefreak » Fri Feb 15, 2013 9:04 pm

The addition of Kyle sounds promising, but the mysterious would-be future kidnapper even more so.
Anxious to see how things unfold for Sean, Andrew and his brother.

Please, don't keep us waiting too long ! :quirk:
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Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby Scottstud94 » Sat Feb 16, 2013 1:03 pm

Kyle entered the room very casually. He kicked off his baseball cleats at the door, and he was wearing his little league baseball uniform. The red jersey, white pants, and red socks pulled taut to his knees. Kyle was 14, and had often been a victim of Andrew's temper, he knew what the net felt like no doubt about it. I had often tormented Kyle and he definitely wanted some payback.

He went over to me and studied my bonds noticing the chains and many layers of duct tape. I mmmmpphhed hoping to get Kyle to release me.

"Sorry Sean," he said. "If I release you I'll be the one tied up in the net, besides after all those years of you and Andrew torturing me, it's about time you get tortured."
I struggled and tried to cry out to warn the brothers from my cacoon, but to no avail. I figured this couldn't get any worse as the net dug into my skin.

Suddenly Kyle turned around as Andrew ran down the stairs, roll of tape in his hand. 

"Oh Kyle, home so early?" Andrew asked.

"Look Andrew please don't tie me up I promise I'll be quiet." Kyle begged.

"Down on your knees." Andrew said.
Kyle complied as Andrew forced him to bow. 

"Kiss my feet, tell me if the prisoner has been struggling, and promise me I won't hear you speak the rest of the weekend Kyle. If I hear you I promise I'll make it so you can't move or talk the rest of the weekend." Andrew commanded.

"Yes, I promise, and he wasn't struggling." Kyle said after kissing his brothers feet.

"I think you're lying." Andrew said and kicked Kyle, dragging him over to a makeshift cage, where using his muscles, forcefully locked his younger brother in, padlocking the cage shut, leaving the key just out of his reach in the dimly lit basement. Kyle shrewdly did not speak as Andrew thought he would. I looked around from inside my net and saw a man dressed in all black wearing a ski mask peer into a basement window from above. I could see a smile appear from beneath the mask.

Mmmppphh! MMMPPPHHH! I screamed and struggling inside the net, pleading from under my gag. I moved my jaw as much as I could trying to say "kidnapper", but nothing came out. Kyle watched unknowingly with humor at my struggle, despite being locked in a cage.

"That's it," Andrew said very angrily, "you can stay there all night," Andrew said at me, " I'm going to the store to get more duct tape for you're mouths, especially you Sean." He immediately went up the stairs and I heard the front door shut. As soon as the car sped out of the driveway, I knew we were in trouble.

The man dressed in all black walked inside, Kyle immediately noticed the man. "You're not scaring me Andrew."

I watched in fear as the man in all black didn't say a word. He grabbed the key to Kyle's cage and removed the boy from the cage. "Fine Andrew, I'll play a... Oh OWWMMPPPHHH!"

The man tackled Kyle to the ground, and immediately use a roll of packaging tape which he wound around Kyle's head more than necessary. "Shut up" the man said as Kyle began to struggle.

I could only watch helplessly from the net as Kyle was bound and hogtied with a large amount of rope.

As soon as Kyle was tightly hogtied, the kidnapper looked at me. "Well this was easy huh?" He took down the net and stuffed me and Kyle into this cage. Net and all. He padlocked the cage, where we were taken out to his car. Placed in the back seat, and realized we were in a lot of trouble as the car sped away.

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby NemesisPrime » Sat Feb 16, 2013 1:37 pm

Awesome!

This is where the fun begins.
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

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Postby mikeybound » Sat Feb 16, 2013 11:44 pm

Glad to see another good one. Much better than that twin/clone/lab thing. I do hope Andrew gets his turn.

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby Scottstud94 » Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:20 pm

I can't say I understand the discontent with that particular story.

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Postby NemesisPrime » Sun Feb 17, 2013 2:00 pm

Scottstud94 wrote:I can't say I understand the discontent with that particular story.


I think he means the twists upon twists going from lost brother, to evil, to clone, etc.

Some got tired but I was liking it.
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby bondagefreak » Sun Feb 17, 2013 8:21 pm

There are many posibilities now and I am most interested to see where you will take this story.

Perhaps Andrew will come and save them. Unfortunately that would put Sean in a position where he will possibly owe his life to Andrew...something that might open interesting and complex scenarios :quirk:

I am loving Andrew's personality. He seems very dominant and unpredictable...difficult to please.
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Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby Chris12 » Mon Feb 18, 2013 12:54 am

All your stories are awesome so this one as well :big:

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

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. 

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby NemesisPrime » Mon Feb 18, 2013 5:59 pm

Oh my!

M. Night: "What a twist!"

Also I love smelly baseball socks so kudos on describing the smell and how much he wants to smell them!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

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Postby DMC13 » Mon Feb 18, 2013 8:39 pm

This just went from weird to scary to THE BEST GODDAMN THING EVER!
I don't care.

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Postby bondagefreak » Tue Feb 19, 2013 3:46 am

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.
:D This is just great !

I also like the part about being saran wrapped to the bed :quirk:
Well done Sir ! Anxious to see what happens next.
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Postby Grandas » Tue Feb 19, 2013 8:16 am

Nice continuation! Seems that Andrew may in fact rescue Sean and Kyle! Looking forward to the next part

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Postby tiednw » Tue Feb 19, 2013 10:05 am

This is really well done Scottstud!

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Postby bondagefreak » Tue Feb 19, 2013 3:27 pm

Lion Of Shu wrote:Nice continuation! Seems that Andrew may in fact rescue Sean and Kyle! Looking forward to the next part


I hope that is what happens...the consequences of this will be quite fitting, and interesting to follow.
On the other hand, various scenarios can be interesting even if this is not what happens.

Best we not assume too much...this is Scottstud's story after all, we are just along for the ride.
One that garantees to be quite fun, at that :quirk:
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Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby upinashes » Tue Feb 19, 2013 7:31 pm

Great Job! Looking foward to the next part!

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby Scottstud94 » Fri Feb 22, 2013 8:15 pm

I'll get up a new part soon! I bet you're all dying to know how Andrew gets involved here!

Re: Ransomed III: Andrew's Temper Gets Us Kidnapped

Postby tiednw » Sat Feb 23, 2013 6:14 am

Scottstud94 wrote:I'll get up a new part soon! I bet you're all dying to know how Andrew gets involved here!


Yes we do!