## The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by Scottstud94 » Sun Nov 04, 2012 6:00 pm

You got a taste of Shaun and Jake's introduction to their other identical siblings realizing they were actually identical quadruplets in the story below.
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Now Jason and Josh are back, friend or foe though?
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1 year since the events of the prequel.
"Pass!" I shouted to my twin identical brother.
A picture perfect pass and I dropped a shot into the back of the net in overtime to win our soccer game. Yes life was good, we were both good friends after our ordeal last year. Now we had just begun our sophomore years at Cave City High School in Minnesota. After the game, Jake put on a red t-shirt and red bracelet, while I put on a red t-shirt and my trademark blue bracelet. We both put tennis shoes on, replaced our soccer socks with white ankle socks, and left our black athletic shorts on.
We both had gotten our licenses, it was my turn to drive today.
"Shaun," Jake said during the ride home, "Remember Josh... and Jason. We just left them in that forest. I know they were going to do the same to us, but don't you feel guilty?"
"No, I don't, what else were we supposed to do?"
"Oh," he replied... "Just wondering. I am sorry I got us into this mess."
"Just forget it," I said, "We're all good now. They won't come back."
"I have a confession to make," Jake said, "When Isaac (One of their friends) tried to tie me up, I was scared it reminded me of that time in the museum. The taping I endured. Could you tie me up and let me get out? Just in case it happens again? Help me get used to it? We could even have a competition who gets out of being tied up the fastest!"
After his actions last year, was I skeptical? Sure. But I agreed to it.
When we got home, we had a note on the counter, perfect time to practice with Jake.
So I got out some rope and two of my soccer socks. I had Jake sit in a chair facing the tv. I tied his hands crossed style behind his back, lashing them together knot by knot. Next I separated his feet, tying them to the legs of the chair at the ankles and knees. I then tied his shoulders to the chair with more rope.
"Open up." I said. Jake opened and I pulled my red Adidas sock and knotted it behind his head. I let him attempt to get out of my very simple tie. Meanwhile I turned on the tv, CNN was on Dad must've been watching it last. But the headline caught my attention and I watched with absolute horror.
CNN Anchor: "Two twin boys were found chained to eachother in Saskatchewan's Boreal Forest late yesterday evening. Incredibly the two boys have been tied up in the desolate area for over a year and now people are demanding answers, including federal authorities who believe former mass kidnapper John Fretham was behind it.
The boys now 16 claim they are parentless, found, beaten, and left for dead by a man similar to Fretham after realizing the boys were homeless, but many are suspicious as Fretham was killed in a plane crash last August. The boys were released without questioning into foster care. No doubt lucky to be alive."
I turned to Jake and realized the keys we threw them weren't the right keys. As Jake slipped out of his bonds and unwound the sock cleave gagged. We looked at eachother and gulped. Josh and Jason were out for revenge.

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Post by Scottstud94 » Sun Nov 04, 2012 6:05 pm

Kudos to whoever finds the tie-in in this piece with a story I wrote on here two years ago!

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Post by NemesisPrime » Mon Nov 05, 2012 10:08 am

Wow!
You are on a roll man!!
I hope to enjoy this one just or even better than the last one!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

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Post by Scottstud94 » Mon Nov 05, 2012 2:46 pm

"Well what do we do now?" Asked Jake as he untied his ankles and tossed the ropes to the floor next to the chair.
"We don't know they're coming, but if they do they'll probably try to do the same thing again. You know tying us up, trying to take revenge." I retorted.
"Shaun tie me up tighter. Use chains from the garage. Make it so I can't get out. If we each learn enough about escapology and become good at it we can stop them. We can't keep these guys from coming here, but if they do and aren't friendly we can be ready." Jake said enthusiastically, as if tying eachother up would solve our problems.
"Alright, I guess we can try," I said understanding where he was going. I went downstairs collecting some chains from the garage. Not alot but it was all we had. I returned back upstairs where Jake was sitting in the chair awaiting his next tie.
"Wait Jake, you really want me to tie you so you can't get out?" He nodded. "Okay go upstairs." I directed him onto his bed for his next tie. I used one rope and tied it around his wrist then lashed that end to the post above his head. I did the same with his other wrist. Next I wrapped the rope around his left ankle and tied it to the left post. After doing the same with his other ankle I had him in a strict spreadeagle position.
I placed a piece of tape over his mouth believing it'd be sufficient. Alas I decided to watch as Jake who seemed to be a sufficient escaping already squirmed around on the bed, after a few yank pulling him self free from one of his wrist lashes. He gazed at me with an "are you joking?" sort of look as he easily untied himself from there.
"Dude." He said, "I'll show you how to tie someone where they can't escape. He gazed at me in thought. "Can I show you?"
"Sure," I agreed. "Just tell me what to do."
"Okay, put some longer socks on and on your hands too," Jake said. I ran into my room and grabbed two pair of black soccer socks I wore during indoor soccer season. I took off the socks I was wearing and pulled one pair on my feet pulling them as high as they would go. Then did the same with my arms.
Jake grabbed the roll of duct tape and tape them in place, then opted to taped both of my hands into fists rendering my hands as silver balls and stubs, my fingers useless. "I read about that online, we'll need to learn to escape these," Jake commented. Next Jake had me place each of my hands behind my back as he used one of the various cotton ropes from downstairs.
He tightly tied a knot around my left wrist and tightened it around my other wrist bringing them together. "Ow not so tight!" I said wincing in a bit of pain. He tied it off tightly as he grabbed another rope from the floor.
"Dude, Jake said tightening an end of the rope around my left elbow, sock covering up to the end of my t-shirt. "Are Josh and Jason going to care if the knots are too tight? No. They mummified my head in duct tape and almost left us chained together in the middle of Saskatchewan." He had a point as he tightened the rope bring my elbows together where he knotted the rope off putting me down face first onto his bed where he sat on top of me, bringing my black socked ankles to him where he used another rope to tie them together. He then tied above and below the knees.
No doubt Jake knew his knots, and if we managed to escape ties like these, we'd be prepared for any kidnapper. He wasn't done though as he picked up one of my discarded socks from his bedroom floor. I tried to bury my face in Jake's red blankets on his bed. "Is this necessary?" I asked from my bound position.
"They shoved a sock in my mouth, wrapped gorilla tape over mouth and threatened to glue it shut too, we have to be prepared for everything!" He said.
I sighed and opened my mouth again understanding his point. I winced at the taste of my own sock I had been wearing the school day as Jake placed one end of the roll of tape on my mouth and wrapped profusely. Until I had 8 layers of tape and a sock sealing my ability to talk. He then finished me off by lashing my hands to my ankles in a hogtie. Jake had obviously learned his ties. And this was the first portion of our escaping challenge. No chains were allowed and we had 20 minutes to get out and if we didn't the other person got the point.
Jake set the timer and left me to my troubles smirking at his brilliance. I trusted him too but I wanted to get out to beat him no doubt. I writhed against by bonds as Jake threw the roll of tape up in the air to himself, then the front door opened and my heart sank.

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Post by NemesisPrime » Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:47 pm

Man you update quick!
Have the other twins arrived?
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

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Post by Chris12 » Tue Nov 06, 2012 10:26 pm

> Man you update quick!

And where happy for that!
Another good part Scott.

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Post by Scottstud94 » Fri Nov 09, 2012 6:16 pm

My head perked up in fear, Jake moved swiftly into action as he heard the front door close with a loud thud. He swung a blanket over me and hustled to shut his bedroom door. He and I feared the same thing, Josh and Jason.
"Shaun, Jake?" A voice questioned from outside Jake's door. It was our mother.
"Yeh I'm in here," Jake replied as I listened slightly relieved from beneath the blanket.
"Don't come i..." he added, but it was too late as our mom had already swung the door open. I froze beneath the blankets hoping to avoid detection.
"Your father and I are leaving for the night, our friend is very sick and.. Jake what's going on here?"
"Uhhh... What do you mean Mom?"
"Well the tape in your hand, ropes everywhere, and the mass under the blanket there?" she questioned. She didn't wait for an answer as so pushed Jake aside and pulled the blanket from me. "JAKE! Why is Shaun tied up like this, oh you are in so much..."
"Charlotte what's taking so long up here? We were suppooohhh oh what is going on here?" Dad said looking at me as Mom stepped back.
"Look what Jake did to Shaun. We can't leave now he must be grounded."
"Grounded?" My Dad said. "The boys are just having a bit of fun. Jake clearly tied Shaun up voluntarily, he must be the next Houdini!" My Dad proclaimed. "I mean Charlotte look at this knot work, Boy Scouts really paid off for you son," he said eying Jake.
"Well alright," my Mom said, just be safe and take that tape off his mouth. She left and went downstairs.
Dad shut the door. "Shaun did you ask Jake to tie you up?" I nodded beneath my gag. The hogtie kept my movement very restricted. "Okay now I don't know what you two are doing, but getting tied up is not an ideal way to spend Friday night." Dad walked into his room and returned. "But if you're going to be engaging in escape challenges... Here." He tossed Jake a set of handcuffs. He moved his glasses down on his face.
"You're mother and I get bored sometimes." Dad winked, left the room, and proceeded to the car which left. His last comment frightening us a bit, but he did save us.
Once the parents were gone and we knew we had all night to do this I started my escape. I writhed and struggled in my ropes, but no know budged. Jake had simply hogtied me too tightly. I was stuck. My 15 minutes to escape expired without me moving much.
Jake told me a few tips of escapology online. The first when getting tied up try to flex. When you release the ropes tightened. The only thing I managed to get off was my gag. I chewed on the sock using saliva to force the layers of tape to slide off allowing me to spit out the sock.
"The hands and arms though Jake? The way you taped my fist into a ball?"
He replied. "Try to stow something small on you you can reach when getting tied. A blade or pick. Sometimes it can aid an escape. The way I tied you simply try to rip your hands from the ropes the tape over your wrists is slick enough. But I may have tied it too tight to do such a thing. I'm up 1-0 in the escape challenge. First one to get 3 points wins our bet."
"Which is?"
"5 bucks" he replied, "but remember we're doing this to get better at escaping in case Josh and Jason come by."
He finished untying me as I wrapped the final pieces of tape from my wrist.
"Okay Jake, your turn to get tied."
I forced Jake to wear the same soccer socks I had on pulling them off and tossing them to him. I put no socks over his arms and hands.
"Okay Mr. I know everything about tying," I said, "you're going down."
I forced him onto his stomach on the carpeted floor in his room. With his hands behind him I tied off his wrists and elbows with rope. Then went over these knots with duct tape. "Get up." I said. He obliged as I picked up some rope and tape and led him downstairs. I led him to our finished basement where my bare feet walked across the warm heated carpeted floor. Our house was rather large. I took him into the laundry room where I had him stand next to a pipe. I bound his already bound hands to a pipe over his hand. He was on his tip-toes by the time I tied him. I finished by tying his ankles and knees together and to this post.
Finally I wrapped tape around him to keep him to the pipe, around his mouth as well. "15 minutes, go," I said. He mumbled under his gag as he began his escape process. I had the feeling he had a chance to get out.
I came back after getting a drink and found he had used his fingers to untie his knots from there, he quickly made work of my bonds, escaping in a mere 7 minutes. I was dumbfounded.
"Socks over the hands," Jake said. "That is the key to tying up somebody well," He said bundling some rope together. "Let's go to the den. Just outside the door was the den where we went. Large couches, game room, big tv, and a roaring fireplace. Jake dumped a bag of tie-up gear down as it was my turn to be tied up.
"Shaun, I must confess," Jake said, as he readied some rope on the ground while I kicked back and watched tv, "ever since we got kidnapped, I've had a longing to be tied up, I almost enjoy it."
I looked over at him as he had changed, now wearing a soccer sweatshirt, flannel pajamas, and white ankle socks the Adidas logo hidden by the pajamas. I gave a puzzles look, why would he like being tied up after that? I didn't mind but most people after being kidnapped would hate getting tied up.
"When we got kidnapped, I was basically mummified." Jake said. I nodded. "I think I know how to escape mummification. If they mummify me again I could escape, can you mummify me in duct tape and Saran wrap so I can try to get out?"
Jake seemed excited about this and he was right, if Jason or Josh tied us and we could get out it could be the difference between life or death. So I agreed.
He tossed me 3 rolls of duct tape as we as a large roll of industrial Saran wrap. "Just tape me, Saran wrap then retape me, sock in my mouth, wrap my head in tape too nothing but tape showing and my nose." I agreed and began.
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Jake's view
I was so excited Shaun agreed to tie me up like this. I wanted to prove I really could get out of ANYTHING. I was so excited.
"Wait!" I said. "Duct tape my hands into fists and put the sock on them like I did to you."
Shaun seemed less enthused, but again agreed. I could barely contain my personal excitement as he taped my fists and taped the sock over them. He tapes me completely until only my head showed. Followed it up with mounds of Saran wrap. Wrap by wrap by wrap of the plastic wrap until I felt like a package. He wound more tape around me as I asked.
"Give me 15 minutes," I said, "If I don't make progress by then release me." he agreed as soon my hood was put on and my head was encased in duct tape.
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Shaun's view
"Alright GO!" I shouted and went back to watching tv seeing my brother try to escape this incredibly difficult tie. I felt content, but as I watched both Jake and Braveheart on tv, I had the strangest feeling somebody was watching from the forest into our home. I shut the curtains and sat back down. Still fearful.

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Post by zavulon » Sat Nov 10, 2012 6:29 pm

Awesome story, great sequel to the original. I love the way you use socks in your writing, adds to the awesomeness.

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Post by NemesisPrime » Sat Nov 10, 2012 7:47 pm

Yeah, Love the use of socks in your story epesily as mouth packing!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

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Post by zavulon » Sat Nov 10, 2012 8:37 pm

Yeah, I love gags that involve socks, preferably worn.

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Post by Scottstud94 » Sun Nov 11, 2012 8:47 pm

As Jake struggled to escape on the floor, the wind began to roar outside, the trees of the forest around could be heard crackling. I felt a chill down my spine and an ominous shadow cross across the living room from the window.
I bent down and quickly started unwinding tape from Jake.
"What's the big idea!?" He said as now he was mummified but head entirely free.
"I'm scared." I replied.
"Scared of wha..?" Jake froze on the ground head perked up while he eyes widened to the size of saucer plates. "Sean, the window look at the window."
I turned slowly and looked into the window from the floor. A haunting pair of ghostly bright red eyes had their creepy gaze upon us. The dark petrifying eyes grasped our souls and froze them in fear. The being stood right next to the window.
"AUGHHHHHH!" Our screams pierced the night as whatever being was there duck and covered and went scampering into the night. I hustled and grabbed a bat as Jake continued to squirm on the ground. Then the front door upstairs opened. I chose to be brave charging upstairs with all my might swinging the bat upon the intruder.
I smashed the bat into the sternum of something then smashed it upside the head. As it tumbled to the ground.
"Owwww! What is the big idea Shaun?" My friend Danny said as he got up from the ground holding his head in pain. He wore underarmour and sweatpants, yellow which accomadated his rather blonde hair.
"Danny!" I said locking the door, "get downstairs." He obliged, first questioning why Jake was duct taped. I told him of the glowing red eyes, to which Danny knew nothing about but fear gripped him too.
"Shaun call 911" Jake said. My phones stuck in my pocket.
I picked up the house phone and dialed. *BEEP BEEP BEEP*
The phone line as frightening as it was wasn't working. I checked my pocket. Dead phone. Danny's phone was smashed by my baseball bat which apparently happened in our altercation.
"Okay guys no need to panic..," I said. POUND POUND POUND.
A sharp pounding came on the front door upstairs. Danny and I froze. Jake's head perked up from his mummified position staring with fear at the window where the red eyed creature gazed upon him. We grabbed Jake and pulled him to the stairway leading to the downstairs basement. We quickly untied him.
"Look whatever this is," Jake said, he stared right at me.
"I'm so creeped out." I said.
Jake pulled one of the pistols out Dad had for an emergency. "Danny, put your hands behind your back. Shaun tie him up." Jake threw me a roll of tape. Still with pieces of tape on him I obliged to his order as Jake told Danny he would be the bait for this creature. I taped Danny's wrists behind him, his ankles, knees, and thighs finally taping his mouth shut, wrapping the tape around his head several times. He was clearly shaken as we pulled our bait to the slider door. We tied a rope around Danny's leg and I tied him to a post outside while Jake kept watch. The night was creepy and this plan was stupid. So we ran back inside. Waiting for whatever this thing was.
Finally 15 minutes later we heard Danny crying into his gag. A pair of glowing red eyes loomed over the poor bait we had made him. Without hesitation Jake looked at the monster and fired his pistol through the glass slider door. Boom the red eyes fell dark as we heard something tumble to the patio.
"Ow Jesus Christ the kid shot me. Ow are you kidding me who does that!?" Cried a male voice from underneath a chupacabra - like costume. I turned the patio light on to reveal a crazy scene. My brother, smoking gun in his hand standing over a wounded teen in a chupacabra costume, with our friend tied up below. Not to mention that yes Josh or Jason was here on the patio as well. Jake held a gun in the air toward the quadruplet of ours.
"Inside, bring your friend." Jake said.
"And you yours," remarked the quadruplet I determined to be Josh, dressed in black underarmour, jeans, and sneakers.
I took in Danny, locking the patio door behind me, leaving him on the couch. He wasn't at the top of our agenda.
"For God's sake I've been shot," lamented Jason from the costume. Josh removed the mask. "We come in peace, that was merely a prank you kids took a TAD too seriously. Jason continued to groan as his lower leg he pulled from the suit was bleeding.
"Tying us up for days and trying to kill was a joke too huh?" I added, looking over at Danny who was not only confused he was seeing us FOUR but also tightly bound and gagged on our couch.
"We've changed." Said Josh, "We realized in our absence and near starvation, we needed to be friends with our twins and ask for forgiveness and acceptance into your family. Seeing as you shot Jason. Seems fair?
Josh added in an hour long story of their trials, changes in Saskatchewan's forest, how they bart survived chained at the ankle. "We have money, from endorsement deals. Now we just want a family."
Josh extended his hand, when a key jingled in the lock upstairs, and Mom and Dad came down to the Den. Their jaws dropped. Jason still holding his shin, which Josh tied off worh a bandana but still bled. Quadruplets. And poor Danny was still tied up.
My oh my we were in a pickle now.

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Post by Scottstud94 » Sun Nov 11, 2012 8:48 pm

Less tying. More action. It'll be worth it.

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Post by zavulon » Sun Nov 11, 2012 9:23 pm

It's pretty hilarious so far

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Post by mikeybound » Sun Nov 11, 2012 9:39 pm

I think, before anything, they need a nice, sure method if controlling their quadruplets. Restraints are a must, of course. Maybe they can serve their penance through slavery to their brothers? Like this!

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Post by zavulon » Sun Nov 11, 2012 10:02 pm

> mikeybound wrote:I think, before anything, they need a nice, sure method if controlling their quadruplets. Restraints are a must, of course. Maybe they can serve their penance through slavery to their brothers? Like this!

LOL ^^

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Post by akmon45 » Mon Nov 19, 2012 6:00 pm

great story! Hope to see more soon!
Stories:
New Friends, New Problems (M/M) viewtopic.php?f=37&t=20834
The Boyfriends Son (M/M) viewtopic.php?f=37&t=21478
Aidan's Kidnapping viewtopic.php?f=85&t=22667

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Post by Scottstud94 » Fri Nov 23, 2012 9:36 am

I awoke the next morning in the blue room I called my own. I groggily moved around but realized something was very wrong. I looked over in my bed and saw Jake was laying next to me. The name "Jake" written in permanent marker on his face. His mouth had been duct taped shut, strips running all over his mouth. I looked underneath the covers and noticed my left ankle and left wrist was chained to his. With two combination locks securing them. My right wrist was chained to the side of the bed and my mouth also taped.
I wasn't going anywhere.
I gazed around the room believing of course Josh and Jason had done this to us, but no, impossible. They had both been hogtied tightly with rope. Their mouths taped shut similar to ours, the names "Josh" and "Jason" written on each of their foreheads.
And our friend Danny had been thrown into a corner, remaing in the same bound position we left him last night.
The door opened and in walked our parents, they had done this to us, but why? They shuffled in and locked the door behind them. All 5 of us perked up from our ties.
"We are sorry we had to knock you guys out and tie you up like this, it was the only way to make sure you guys stayed seperated. After our conversation last night, we understand that Jason, Josh, you guys want into this family right?"
They nodded in approval. Dad looked at us. "Do you guys want them in this family?" I wanted to tell them what they did but I couldn't with my mouth taped though. I simply nodded my head "no". Jake surprisingly said yes. I noticed Danny struggling in the corner moaning into his gag. When I shook my head the other twins gazed angerly at me.
"We really didn't know their were 4 of you when we adopted you," Mom said. Well 3 people want them to stay, sorry Sean you're outvoted. I mmmmppphhed into my gag and tried to get the story of last year out, but Dad merely came over placed the roll of tape over my mouth and wrapped it around my head a few times to silence me. I whimpered in defeat.
"Sorry Sean, we're not going to let orphans die out their with no family. For now you guys stay here, we have to take Jason to the hospital. Then find their birth certificates so you guys can enroll them in school tomorrow okay?" Jake calmly nodded as Dad gave him the keys to the locks.
"And for goodness sakes untie Danny, they said as they untied Josh and Jason and went off. The two boys turned with a big smirk on their faces as they shut the door behind them.
Jake unchained his left arm from the bed and peeled the tape from his mouth. He dragged our chained wrists over to the other bedpost. Holding the chain and lock in his hand as he wound the chain around my wrist connected it to the other bedpost. I realized what he was doing but it was too late. He unchained his wrists and legs from me and stood over me at bedside. My left wrists tightly locked to the left bedposts above my head. My right wrist chained tightly above the right bedpost. He flung the covers off and grabbed both of my ankles. I kicked him with my white ankle socked feet.
He jumped on the bed holding them down as he chained them together and to the foot of my bed. I was now strictly chained up and confused. Why would my brother chain me up so? Unless it really wasn't my brother? It was though. The red bracelet. I could tell as he stood over me.
"Sorry I had to chain you up Sean, it was the only way I could convince that I really think these guys have changed." I mumbled into my gag. "School is tomorrow, we are going to be celebrities and this boost could be my only way to get Maria to like me". Oh I get it, let some psychopaths into our home for a shot at a girlfriend. "Plus they could help the soccer team and I really think they've changed. He took out his phone and took a picture of me. "Don't tell Mom and Dad about last year, or I'll post these on Facebook and say you like getting tied up. Got it?"
I nodded in defeat. "Good." Jacob was caught up in the twins games, so we're mom and dad you could see their excitement.
I was the only one who saw these guys for who they really were. Jake gave me the keys to the combination locks and I managed to free myself from the chains. I got up rubbed my wrist a few times. Showered, changed into the same clothes Jake would: A grey soccer t-shirt, some older jeans, and white ankle socks with grey bottoms.
We went about our daily routine. Except for Danny who we finally untied. After we freed him he went to the bathroom. "Shaun," Jake said outside the door. "We have to find someway to blackmail him or he'll blabber about this all day." You're right I said. I have an idea." I snuck into our older sisters bedroom. She had been away for college, but still left some stuff here. I checked her drawers and closet and emerged with a wig, make-up, pair of tights, and a dress.
"That's insane, Jake said handing me an airsoft gun. "Let's do it, he won't blabber then." We trusted Danny, good friend, just didn't know when to keep quiet. He emerged from the bathroom. We hold the airsoft guns at him. "Put them on Danny." We commanded pointing at the clothes.
"No!" he said trying to ran. We unleashed fire on him. "Ow! Ow!" Okay!" He went into the bathroom to change and emerged red embarassed being forced into makeup and the wig and clothes. Jake took a picture. "Don't tell anyone what happened or this goes on Facebook. Danny nodded. Changed. And quickly left.
Just in time for Mom and Dad to get home with the twins, we were wearing our clothes, blue t-shirts, cargo shorts, their new tennis that matched ours, and white crew socks. Mom came in thrilled showing us the matching outfits we would all wear to school tomorrow. We didn't talk much to the twins that night, well I didn't, Jake was engaging in some conversation, convincing them to try to get on our soccer team. Jake was really into soccer, as was I. 40% of the socks in our drawer were classified as soccer socks. Most being a red or black color but we had played for club teams requiring blue socks, green socks, even purple socks when we played for Chesterton. It was a recurring joke, everytime our student section had any sort of "orange-out" or "green-out" for high school football games, we would always have colored soccer socks on to fit in accordingly.
That night though, I swore I could hear my car take off in the middle of the night.
The next morning, dad had already gone off the work. Mom gave Josh an orange bracelet, and Jason a green one to tell us apart. We were forced into the clothes mom picked out for us that day. Red Adidas t-shirts with a striking white logo, red Adidas soccer shorts, and black crew Adidas socks. Outside of soccer Jake only wore ankle socks, and preferred Nike, so he wasn't too happy with the outfit, but I didn't mind. Mom hugged all of us telling them they had already been enrolled and good luck.
I drove on the way there. It was a normal ride, they asked a lot of questions in the short ride to the rural Cave City High School. They seemed to be adjusting, being nice. Maybe they were okay. Of course our classmates were astonished, Jake was right. Maria fell for the newfound quadruplet and they began dating that day. I ignored most of the buzz, just waiting for soccer that day. To get my mind off things. I only had one class with the two of them, Chemistry, so that was good.
They did try-outs for the soccer team that day. They must've borrowed clothes from Jake's drawer he didn't seem to mind. An assistant coach worked with them while I put on my cleats, shinguards, red Adidas soccer socks, black shorts, and red jersey. Required for all practices. I never bothered to change afterwards except for removing the shinguards and putting on my tennis shoes. Neither did Jake. Soon the twins were done enthralled they might've made the team.
On a rural road on the way home, I heard Josh perk up "Can you stop here?" I have to go to the bathroom really bad," Sure Jake who was driving said. He pulled over and as Josh peed Jason ask if he could get something from the trunk. Again I was bewildered when Jake said yes. He got his duffel bag from the trunk and sat down. Josh also sat down. They didn't do anything. Maybe they weren't so bad after all? We got home and went upstairs. I went into my room when downstairs I heard a sharp "Ow!" from Jake. A thud and I ran downstairs right as Jake fell to the carpeted floor unconscious.
They looked up at me as I turned to go up the stairs, tripping over myself, as two sets of hands grabbed my red soccer socked ankles and pulled me down the stairs next to my unconscious brother. The contents of the duffel bag were poured out. Ropes, duct tape, zipties, electrical tape, chains and handcuffs, locks, and more rolls of duct tape and Saran wrap.
They had bought these last night. Josh flashed me my debit card as he threw it aside. Jake was cuffed for the time being. I kicked and screamed as the boys held me down. First managing to grab my arms and hold them behind my back, handcuffing them into place. Josh sat on my back over my hands and in mid scream shoved the black Adidas socks he was wearing early into my mouth.
He began the winding of the duct tape over my mouth as I sobbed as my cries were muffled into silence. The other one sat on my butt, taping my ankles, knees, thighs, and fest together in duct tape. They forced me up and I gave in as they began the process of mummifying me in thick plastic Saran wrap. My mouth had been secured in 15 layers of duct tape and soon I was cacooned from head to toe in Saran wrap. The only thing not covered was my eyes and nose. They were who I thought they were as they wound tape around me to keep me from any movement.
"Try getting out of that Shaun haha", Jason said. They went over to Jake and being unconscious began to truss him up. They ran upstairs and came down with a bag of all of our soccer socks. They placed a pair over Jake's hands. Duct taped them over his arms taping his hands into fists. Now use less they mummified my brother in duct tape. I sobbed as I watched them shove a sock in his mouth and wrap tape over his eyes and head leaving only his nose free for breathing. They added layers of Saran wrap and rope to further keep my brother immobile as he began to stir concious and confused in his caccoon. They put all their bondage gear into a duffel bag along with a large amount of clothes, food, took our phones, and some of our electronics robbing us.
"We never had to survive in Saskatchewan. We found a remote mansion. Broke in. That's how we survived." Said Josh Carrying me. "And that's where we are going to take you. We got money by killing the owners after they found us and unchained and letting others rent it." Isn't that wonderful." They were evil. They killed in order to survive. "we only rechained ourselves when that CNN chopper came." added in Jason as they placed me and my brother in our car's trunks. Tossing the duffel bag and stolen items in as well.
The car trunk shut and I couldn't help but wonder what they were going to do once we got to the mansion. And how they could replace now after revealing themselves.

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by mikeybound » Fri Nov 23, 2012 2:14 pm

Glad to see you updating! Jake is an idiot. I recommend something unpleasant happens to him in another story.

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by NemesisPrime » Fri Nov 23, 2012 2:14 pm

I knew they were up to no good!
Still nice touch with forcing the worn socks being stuffed in Shaun's mouth!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by Scottstud94 » Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:08 pm

On the counter the two left a note for our parents:
"Kidnapped Shaun and Jake, either accept us as your only SONS and give Shaun and Jake up for adoption or give us 200 million dollars for their return.
- Sincerly Josh and Jason"
They also left two pictures. One of me crying as a sock was taped in my mouth, the other of us two mummified in the car trunk. It would only be 2-3 hours until they got home. Meanwhile in the trunk, it was dark. I could feel Jake squirming in the hot dark trunk, heavy breaths coming from beneath his duct tape cacoon. After a long while the car stopped for a bit. We squirmed and kicked the trunk, but we were tightly locked in.
Our car started up again. And soon stopped. The trunk opened and the twins, forced us out of the trunks. First they pulled Jake out, who without a fight was shoved into a ball and into a large duffel bag. I was lifted next where I squirmed but was swiftly kicked and shoved into a duffelbag. I felt the bag zip up around me as I was lifted again. This time I heard a jimmying, almost like a lock was being picked. Another sound of a trunk being opened and the duffel bags containing our bodies were put into this new trunk.
Josh and Jason had cleverly abandoned my car and stole another to avoid detection. Soon we were off on the road again, stuffed inside the duffel bag I had no way of escaping. I noticed when Jake was tied he was bound with more tape it seemed so he was in even less of a position to escape. His hands also taped into fists. But mine sat handcuffed behind my back hidden beneath my mummified layers of tape and plastic wrap.
I knew Jake was blindfolded as well so any escape would have to involve me using my feet to slip out of the duffel bag, unzip him, get the tape off my mouth and bite him free all in the pitch black! It wasn't happening, as I didn't know it, but a ziptie would also keep the duffel bag from being unzipped. Our only hope was the twins being pulled over and a cop checking the trunk. The tape was wrapped tightly over my mouth the sock stuffed in my mouth was large and not allowing me to move about anywhere. I felt the tape taut against my lips ripping at my skin as I tried to scream. Alas no use.
Of course I dozed off again on and off until I felt the car roll to a halt. We heard the rustling as the twins unloaded their bags and us and carry us inside a building. We heard the snipping of the zipties and we were dumped out of the bags, onto the floor and into the light for the first time in hours. Jake with his eyes taped shut was likely still oblivious to who had kidnapped him and if I was also here. I noticed we were in a small motel room, undoubtably to stay the night.
Josh bent down and tore the tape from Jake's eyes. He gazed at the scene groggily and began to squirm with discomfort. Josh and Jason had changed their appearances as well to avoid police detection. They had dyed their hair, changed styles, and wore different clothing now. Josh had brown spiked hair, grey sweatshirt, jeans and new shoes. Jason had blonde hair matted down, t-shirt and jacket, with sweatpants on.
"Here's the deal.." Josh said. "We will feed you, let you drink, and allow you to go to the bathroom and stretch your legs. But any vocal or physical resistance," he pointed to the bag of bondage gear on the floor. "None of that and you'll be in a lot of pain."
They each lifted us onto one of the twin beds. They removed the tape from our mouths, each having a knife in their possession and us being starving with stayed quiet as they fed us left over pizza. "One word, no bathroom breaks." They said.
Jake went first, I was left on the bed to watch tv. While they untied Jake, they tore all the tape from his skin and clothes which were now completely sweat covered. The twins graciously tossed him a change of clothes, only consisting of a pair of underwear, sweatpants, a t-shirt, and a set of soccer socks. Jake was forced into these as it got him his bathroom break
quicker. After his bathroom break his hands were bound spreadeagle to the bed with rope. His wrists balled into a fist and taped to keep him from using his fingers. Rope was wrapped around his red socked feet. And also tied spreadeagle. He cringed as his mouth was wrapped in tape and sealed shut. The same was done to me in the second bed, only my soccer socks were blue. My color.
Once we were settled in at least a little more comfortable the twins changed the channel on the tv to CNN while they picked up the tape. We looked with horror as our pictures were now shown to the world.
"Breaking bizarre news out of Cave City, Kentucky, two identical twin brothers met up with their other two identical twin brothers, that's right quadruplets! It gets even more bizarre as two of the brothers kidnapped the other two!"
The story dwindled on.
"We're famous!" The boys said as they high fived. "Next stop Saskatchewan!" They said as they slept on the floors... Me and Jake struggled against our bonds completely taut. No break. We opted to give up. Planning for escape before we were forced back into the trunk.
Last edited by Scottstud94 on Mon Nov 26, 2012 3:17 pm, edited 1 time in total.

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Post by mikeybound » Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:20 pm

So considerate to let them have the beds! All the same, I believe an escape is in order, before it comes to something even they can't get out of. And next story, punish Jacob? This is all his fault.

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Post by xtc » Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:34 pm

Good story in spite of the unlikely premise. I've sent a pm.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by Scottstud94 » Tue Nov 27, 2012 2:47 pm

I fought against the bonds hard throughout the dark night. Lying in the be, I knew this would have to be our chance to escape since the twins seemed to think the duffel bag idea worked so brilliantly. I pulled my limbs hoping for something to come loose, but nothing did.
I looked over at Jake in the dark who had been working solely on getting the duct tape off his mouth. I watched intently turning my head as my brother moved his jaw back and forth loosening the tape from his jaw and biting at it until the tape separated and fell from his head in a mess on the floor. He didn't waste anytime trying to reach the rope on his wrists. Dawn was approaching we had to do something quick. Jake stretched his neck out but was unable to reach the knots that bound his wrists spreadeagle. So he sat there stewing in silence.
Footsteps could be heard outside the door as faint light creeped in from beneath the brown curtains. Jake turned his head over to me, the bed creaking beneath as the twins began to awaken. The footsteps outside can be heard as two children's voices undoubtably stopping here during vacation of some sort could be heard, packing gear into their car.
"When I scream," Jake said. "Make as much noise as you can. This ends now." He looked at me pleading and I nodded beneath the tape on my mouth.
"SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP!" Screamed Jake in the loudest possible voice I heard. I had no idea where we were but no doubt it must've been heard throughout the motel. I MMMPPHHED and kicked about heavily into my gag as the twins scrambled up. One swiftly punching me directly in the voice to calm me down. They both jumped Jake. Josh swiftly kneed him in the groin area and punched his stomach while the other grabbed my blue briefs they had removed from me the night before and as Jake screamed out in sheer pain shoved them into his open mouth. The other boy jumped on straddling Jakes head between his thighs to keep him down and embarassed while he began to wrap thick medical gauze around Jake's mouth, it was sticky stretchy cotton fiber very similar to those used in the medical field perfect for mummifying.
I saw Jake's head being wrapped in several layers of this fiber as I heard his screams beneath it become quieter and quieter with every roll of gauze they used.
A sharp knock on the door interrupted my brothers mummification as they had now wrapped us his entire head in the sticky stretchy gauze that had been pulled taut every single wrap. Josh got up to answer the door where he closed it behind him. I could hear the conversation through the wall.
"Yes my dear father he has horrible night terrors you see." said Josh.
"Ah that explains it woke the whole place up I suppose." Said the man.
"Bismarck PD we got a call about a domestic disturbance here." A female said, a police man yes! I tried to scream through my gag, but Jason jumped over and hand gagged me. His thick hand kept me from even mumbling.
"Yes, big misunderstanding," Josh said. "You see my father has terrible night terrors here, and pointed to the man he had just talked to now.
"Is that true sir?" The officer asked to this new man. "Uh yes we were just on our way." The man said as Josh slid a $50 bill into his coat pocket slyly.
"Carry on then," the officer said, "and keep an eye out. Rumor is they found the abandoned car of those twins in Russex Valley last night."
She left and Josh came back inside, proud of his deceit. He stood over Jake whose head had been mummified in 4 layers of thick sticky gauze, stretching tightly over his head. "That has earned you Jake lots and LOTS of punishment." Talking loud so my brother could hear them. "Hope you like your brothers underwear stuffed in your mouth." Jake struggling against his bonds hearing that as the boys added on to his troubled position, mummifying his head in duct tape as well.
I saw Josh whisper to Jason as they held a piece of tape over my brothers free nose holes until he had passed out. I could only watch in horror as they applied chains to my brothers wrists which had socks over them with his hands duct taped into fists and again mummified my brother in duct tape and Saran wrap before placing him in a duffel bag. I watched as they chained the bag shut, shoved that duffel bag into a second and zipped that up too.
"You see Shaun, this is what happens when you disobey us so you better stay obedient!"
"Now since you didn't try to escape and have been a good prisoner, we will let you ride in the trunk for a bit a bit more comfortable then maybe even the backseat once we get into Canada. Sound good?"
I nodded and not wanting to be where Jake was allowed the boys to put a pair of Jakes purple soccer socks over my hands. They taped my hands into fists and cuffed my hands behind my back.
Then the sound of a police siren came into the picture. Josh cupped his hand over my mouth and pulled me into the background in the bathroom where I did as I was told to "keep my mouth shut".
Jason went out to answer the door. A duffel bag the only thing odd in the room as all the bondage equipment was in the bathroom with me. Josh had me on the ground tying my ankles together swiftly with knots.
Jason opened the door. "Good morning officer how can I help you?"
"Got a problem. Report of a suspicious bribery, matched this mans description. He held up a slip of paper with Josh's new look on it. "Know him?"
"No sir."
"Also this car over there," he pointed to the Dodge the boys stole yesterday, "was reported as stolen. The motel has given me permission to search the room." The officer said.
In the meantime Josh cleave gagged me with a soccer sock, "you keep quiet I'll let you ride untied in the car." I nodded stupidly as I was forced into a duffel bag. As he zipped me up the officer began his search.
Inside the duffel bag I heard "Officer that man is stealing your car!" Luckily for the twins a man was stealing the officers car, and Josh and Jason tossed the duffel bags containing us into the trunk. Slipping away masterfully taking advantage of pure luck.
"Woohoo!" Josh exclaimed as he freed me from the duffel bag, but he pushed me to the floor and cuffed me to the seats inner workings below to keep my head from looking out the window. "I can't believe that worked!"
"Youb war Lucky" I mumbled from under my cleave gag. "All thanks to you Shaun." You will be rewarded for not screaming, first thing when we get to the mansion is Jake is getting severely tortured. Josh looked down at me as Jason drove the car along the road. "You get front row seats haha!"
I mumbled again. Jason proudly exclaimed his excitement. "We get to watched your brother get thrown tied up in shark tanks, and maybe even frozen in a block of cement for the rest of his life! And you Shaun will get out as soon as your parents pay the ransom.
I feared that cabin. Maybe I should've shouted for help after all instead of trusting these guys who wanted revenge on my brother.

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by Scottstud94 » Tue Nov 27, 2012 4:26 pm

I was untied as we crossed the Canadian border, Josh jumped in the back seat as we crossed to ensure I stayed quiet. The twins also abandoned the Dodge and stole a van. Conveniently the seats had been layed down and had a small dog kennel in it where the duffel bag holding Jake was firmly stuffed, and locked. Jake wasn't going anyway. I untied sat peacefully hoping my actions could save my brother from being tortured.
"Shaun." Josh said looking at me. As we sat in this newfound free environment. "Take off everything but your briefs." I did as I was told and soon found myself sitting near naked looking at Josh. This mean excuse for a brother. He fastened a shock collar around my neck and attached a leash to it. "You know what I think of you as? A dog. Crawl into your cage." I did as I was told. "I'll do anything to keep you for torturing Jake." I said bravely.
"Good," said Josh as he took off his shoes stretching his feet. "But dogs can't talk, so shut up for the rest of the trip." I sat there in the cage as Josh peeled away a can of dog food. He dumped it in a bowl, and set it in my cage, locking it with a chain. "Eat it," said Josh.
"No!" I said.
He pressed the shock collar button and yanked my leash forcing my head towards the disgusting can of food. "Do it or we drop the cage with Jake in it in a lake." He threatened. I got down on my hands and knees and did as he asked. I chewed down 3 cans of it before Josh told me I had had enough of the liver flavored snack.
"Good. Now my feet are dirty. Lick them clean." Josh said as he removed his socks. I was nearly sick already, but a touch of the shock collar and another warning of Jake's life brought my head to the side of the cage where Josh forced me to lick his feet from toe to ankle. "Perfect," he said grinning as I collapsed in torturous pain. My mouth filled with sweat and liver.
"Please just let us go, our parents will pay the ransom just leave us alone." I begged.
"Actually we took it off the table. The only way you go back to your parents is if they adopt us and get rid of you. Sorry but you guys deserve to suffer for what you did to us." Josh said twiddling his fingers. "I really am sorry, I feel bad but we can't go to prison..." he said looking saddened and deeply troubled.
"Josh you don't have to do this." He firmly pressed the shock collar button and I collapsed again to the bottom of the cage with pain. "Don't tell me what to do he yelled as he unlocked the cage, forcing his way inside. He cuffed my hands behind me and wrapped my head in duct tape 7 times to quiet me down.
He relocked the cage as we came in view of a large large mansion in the middle of nowhere.
"We're here." Jason said.
Then the phone rang it was our parents.

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by NemesisPrime » Tue Nov 27, 2012 5:22 pm

Another excellent continuation!
Nice touch with the underwear being stuffed in!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

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Post by SpeedoBondage » Tue Nov 27, 2012 7:16 pm

Hey IDK if my opinion matters but I LOVE this story espically with Josh getting dominant but keep writing
-SpeedoBondage

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by mikeybound » Tue Nov 27, 2012 8:04 pm

Still loving it! Just...Jake gets then into this mess, and now he's being protected? Sorry if I'm hung up on that.

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by Scottstud94 » Tue Nov 27, 2012 8:57 pm

Shaun is obviously upset with Jake for getting them into this in the first place sure, but his primal instinct is too protect his brother even though it is his fault the twins even me the other pair. But again primal gut instinct for Shaun is to protect his brother, since he is getting the bruteness of Josh and Jason's torment.
Likewise we can question Josh and Jason. What are they really after? A true family (which they had) or purely revenge and intent on torturing Shaun and Jake.
Are Shaun and Jake going to be able to escape while also figuring out a solution with Josh and Jason, as all 4 are identical twins they all have some connection with one another and deep inside perhaps wish to befriend eachother but Josh and Jason's actions prevent this.
And we can question Jake who gets them into this mess, but why wouldn't Shaun have screamed for the cop when he had the chance?
Questions you can ponder.

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by mikeybound » Tue Nov 27, 2012 9:25 pm

> Scottstud94 wrote:Likewise we can question Josh and Jason. What are they really after? A true family (which they had) or purely revenge and intent on torturing Shaun and Jake?

They're murderers, right? They kill people.

### Re: The Twins: The Real Story Begins

Post by NemesisPrime » Tue Nov 27, 2012 10:15 pm

Though murder usually has an ulterior motive so is it a means to an end?
Or perhaps they want a family and setting up conditions that favor them?
It's a question definitely Scott. I personally want all the quadruplets to live in peace and have a family but Josh and Jason are quickly approaching the point of no return.
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!