A Communiqué From “The Cat”
Someone calling himself SteveLuis posted the following in March under the heading: An un co-operative victim - how you gonna tie me up?
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I'm 19, male, medium height with short dark hair.
You break into my house at night when I'm home alone and I'm dressed in just a light blue pair of boxer shorts and a plain white t-shirt. I'm barefoot.
You say you're going to tie me up then rob my house but it's going to be tough because I'm going to resist every step of the way. I'm going to struggle, yell for help and close my mouth tight shut so you can't gag me. Basically I'm going to be a snotty brat and give you hell.
How are you going to make sure I'm tightly tied and gagged?
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Having read this impudent posting I replied as follows:
Being a professional, I always make sure that my victims’ resistance is pointless from the outset. Having broken in I shall obviously be very quiet and observant until I can come up behind you with that large double-layered hood. Once that has been pulled tight round your neck with one of the industrial strength cable ties that are threaded through it, you will be helpless.
The hood is loose enough for me to force another of those inch-wide ties round where your mouth is and tighten it. It’s only reasonably silencing but it IS very uncomfortable. I can soon adjust it when I have secured your wrists. That requires more cable ties. I know they can be shimmed but not once the loose ends have been cut off, they can’t and they do hurt like hell!
I know you’re already blindfolded but the next step is to wrap gaffer tape tightly round your eyes. You’ll see (or rather won’t see) what that’s for later.
I think that’s enough for now. You never know, if you send a pm with a personal description, I might be able to continue! Now, where did you say you lived?
Xtc
(Aka The Cat)
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Unfortunately, my professional obligations have delayed my continuing with the response to his ignorant posting. I find myself with time to continue now.
You will probably not appreciate, until it happens, quite how debilitating being hooded is. Trust me, as long as you can’t remove the hood, any further resistance will be completely futile. Once your wrists are secured, I might become fed up with your irritating attempts to kick me (What a pity you are barefooted!) so, following a hard punch to the gut, you will find yourself tripped and slammed face down onto the floor. Sorry if it causes a nose-bleed but that might take some time to show all the while you are face down with that heavy hood on you. The shock of the unexpected assault coupled with the winding you will have just received and the possible jarring to your head as you land should make you a little more malleable for a while.
I shall seat myself comfortably on your cable-tied wrists while I apply two more cable ties: a large one round your ankles and a smaller one between your big toes. I know it would be more incapacitating to cross your ankles first and not bother with the toes but that can become inconvenient if I need to move you later; for all I know you might be too big to carry. If you are strong, you might be able to break the plastic tie round your ankles so I hope your legs aren’t too hairy because those light blue boxers aren’t going to provide any protection from the gaffer tape at all. It shouldn’t take long to wrap the tape all the way from your ankles to your knees and back again. I do hope that, by then, you might have come to accept the futility of your attempts at struggling. If not, I have plenty of cable ties and another long one pulled tight just below your knees should effectively immobilise your legs but I’m afraid that it will, eventually cause even more pain.
Under normal circumstances that should leave me free to go about my professional activities but I don’t really enjoy listening to nearly comprehensible protests and obscenities while I’m trying to concentrate on the quality of whatever I might find. That’s where the gaffer tape around the hood comes in. I shall drag you across to a wall and sit you against it. I’ll let you feel the blade of the Stanley knife if I need to convince you to be more co-operative. It’s always so useful when my “hosts” wear just their underwear. I shall draw the blade up from the waist-band of your boxers, over your navel and up to your sternum, allowing the knife to lift your white t-shirt out of the way. Don’t worry, it won’t do much more than scratch you a bit, unless you move too much; it’s just supposed to be a warning and I don’t like doing it up a victim’s back; the relative scarcity of nerve endings doesn’t give them as good a chance of appreciating the potential damage that could be caused if they don’t co-operate.
Message received, I shall force you to bend over so that I can cut the thick tie holding the hood tightly round your neck. I shall then undo the other one that is forcing your mouth open and roll the hood up to the gaffer tape. I do hope that it will not be necessary to apply any more punches to your belly (or elsewhere) to get you to be quiet and to co-operate but, with time being at a premium, please rest assured that I shall do what is necessary, short of murder, to get the job done.
I carry a piece of sponge with me whenever I am working; long experience has taught me what sort to use and how to shape it. If you are a sensible young man, you will allow me to insert it into your mouth and pack it in tidily before securing it once more with one of the inch-wide ties. I’m sorry about the discomfort that will cause you by the time someone finds you but you should be safe enough until then. I shall then pull the hood down again and secure it with the other inch-wide cable tie that will already be threaded through it.
If, by then, you are calm, I won’t need to do any more but, if you are still struggling (other than a few more strategically placed punches) I shall find your Hoover. The flexes on vacuum cleaners make good media for binding people tightly. The Stanley knife will make short work of separating the flex from both the device and its plug then I shall return.
By the time I return, you will have realised that the best way to minimise the pain in your wrists is to keep them raised into the small of your back. It’s always better to cable-tie someone’s wrists like that because tying them with palms facing or back-to-back makes it easier for the person who is tied up to break the tie. I’m not a cruel man so I will then explain your choices because I won’t want to cause you any more pain than is necessary. And believe me, if I do need to use the flex, the result WILL be painful.
I will thread the cable between your elbows and your back and wrap it twice round one arm just above the elbow and, after drawing your elbows uncomfortably close together so that it makes the cable ties dig into your wrists even more than they will already be doing, twice round the other one as well. I shall then pass the ends across your back and draw them up under your arm-pits and tie them off behind your neck. If only you were wearing a long-sleeved sweat shirt, the cable marks and subsequent burns as you struggle would not be so bad.
With the pain in mind, please don’t make me hog-tie you.
I think that just about covers everything.
“The Cat”