Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jay Feely » Fri Jan 14, 2011 3:00 pm

It was a cold and stormy night. In Houston, Texas, the temperatures dropped to a record low of thirty degrees Celsius, and it was about to turn uglier. There was a twelve year old boy in the neighborhood of Haven Heights, in the area of Bellaire and Westheimer. His name is Ryan Seacreast, and he likes to draw and read books in his free time. He has plenty of friends that care about him. Ryan’s best friend is eleven year old Dante Westlie, who lives just half a block from his apartment complex.

Ryan had just got off the phone with his buddy Dante Westlie, and the excited boy at the end of the line agreed to come over for a little bit. Ryan quickly took a shower, brushed his teeth, flossed his teeth, and put on deodorant before he changed into his pajamas and then put on his signature t-shirt with his picture on it. When he heard the doorbell rang, he was excited, but when he opened the door, he felt a rough hand cover his mouth. Another hand went around his eyes. He was forcibly grabbed and removed from his apartment. Sadly, his parents were sleeping in the bedroom, and had no clue to this. Young Ryan was unable to protect himself as he was put in the back of a van.

A few minutes later, the door shut, and the interior of the van showed Ryan bound by his wrists and ankles. He was gagged with tape, and blindfolded with a mask. Ryan could only wonder if he would survive as the van drove away in the distance. A few moments later, Dante arrived at the doorstep of his friend house only to suffer a similar fate, but it was different. Dante was hit by bean bags. He was also carried away as he was distracted by two unknown man. Dante was hogtied in another similar van

Neither of the boys realized that they were being taken to houses in opposite ends of the city. One boy was taken to the small town of Katy and the other was transported to Downtown Houston. Ryan cried as he departed the van. He could not have imagined that this could happen, but it did, and now, he was at the mercy of the kidnappers. It turned out that the kidnappers was seventeen year old Davine and sixteen year old Jasmine, two girls that attended Houston Legacy High School. They are cheerleaders for the football team. However, they were disciplined for hazing of freshmen who joined the team. On the other hand, Dante’s kidnappers was eighteen year old Jacob and nineteen year old Russ, who both was disciplined for underage drinking in the state of Texas.

To be Continued
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Jan 14, 2011 6:44 pm

A cold and stormy night? Okay, that beats the tired old dark and stormy night cliche, but... Ummm.... Thirty Degrees Celsius? That's cold? Jay, I think you mean 30 degrees Fahrenheit! Thirty degrees Celsius is like 85 degrees Fahrenheit, well ABOVE room temperature and thus more like a hot summer's day (or at least a so-so summer's day even in Texas)!
That's just a quibble though. But as for the story itself... let's see... two separate kidnappings at the same place at almost the same time by two apparently unrelated parties? I hope the two incidents are directly related in some way after all, as otherwise this already strains my ability to suspend my disbelief well past the breaking point.
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Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jay Feely » Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:23 pm

See, there is something in my stories that ties everything together, but I'm running into problems, but it should work out in the end.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jay Feely » Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:01 am

The kidnappers of Ryan lifted him up, and carried him into the house. They untied him, but told him to be quiet, or else. He was complient with his abducters. They each took one arm, and helped him go up the stairs. In the second there, there was a pool table. He was told to get on there, and remove his shoes, socks, shirt, and lay down on his back with his arms to his side. Ryan was a little confused at this because he did not know what he was getting himself into. He has never experience bdsm until this day, and now he was about to find the full length of his predicament.

As Ryan stripped down, his kidnappers went downstairs to get a tool chest and returned minutes later just as Ryan was in position for hell. Davine opened the box, and attached a rubber padding to the boy's butt, and then proceeded to pick up a violet wand, and she inserted a electrode inside the device before turning it on. Her action completed an electrical circuit, and now Ryan was turned into a electrical circuit. Davine ran the violet wand over Ryan's arms and hands causing him to yelp because he felt something similar to a stachel piercing his skin, but it was just him being shocked for completing the circuit. He squirmed all over the table and it made Davine mad, as she quickly binded the poor boy by his wrists and ankles to two suspension rods in the ceiling. She used the wand to drive him insane as she applied it to his hair and it was more agonizing for Ryan, who could only wish that he was out of this mess. Jasmine was astonished that her lesiban girlfriend was so kinky in her method, that she picked up a secondary violent wand and used it on Ryan's nipples. At this point, Ryan started to cry as the pain was too much for him to bear. The girls had no sympathy for him as they continued the torture on his legs and feet. Ryan was being reduced to a wimpy boy as he was shocked to oblivion. This lasted for approximatly 30 minutes before the girls stopped the torture, but they had more in store for him.

Ryan was untied, and the girls each took held of his arms and legs, and carried him to another room, and to his horror, this particular room had a spanking device, and he cried out no!!!!. The girls said that they are not going to let him leave without completing their assignment. Ryan though that someone was manipulating the girls from an outside source, and he wanted to help them break free from the spell. He had no choice, but to run for his dear life, but it was a mistake as the girls was on the former track team, and they were faster then him, as they tackled him, and bound his wrists and ankles before escorting him back to the room. He was told that he was a naughty boy, and deserved to be punished. They untied his hands and retied them to the top of a x-frame. He started to weep out of control when his ankles was fastened to the bottom as well. The girls had positioned him so that his back was facing them.

Jasmine took the lead as she blindfolded the boy, and took out a whip. She started to whip him on his back, and Ryan was suffering from a fate worse than the electrical torture earlier. Every whip that landed on his bare skin was new to him, and he felt great pain. Red marks appeared on his body. Jasmine continued to whip him harder with each stroke, and Ryan could only stand there and take it. His screams echoed across the house, but due to sound proof padding, no one can hear him. After whipping him for over an hour, Davine untied him, but ordered him not to resist as she put him on the bed across from the x-frame. He was securely tied to the bed in a spread eagle fashion, and he was gagged with a cloth. He lasted longer then the girls intended him too, but the torture they are about to implement on him next was going to be worse then hell.

The girls footsteps slowly left the room, and Ryan could not imagine what they were planning. His mind flashed images of possible tortures that the girls could do as he lay there in what seemed like an hour or so. The girls creeped back to the bedroom where the boy was being held. They opened a can of whipped cream, and applied it to his skin. Ryan was aroused because it was painless and he had a boner, and the girls was amazed. They covered his entire body with whipped cream not to miss an inch on his stomach side. Then, they started to lick it off. Ryan was ticklish, so when they licked his armpits, he erupted into laughter, but it was barely audible due to the gag. They did it slowly so the full impact of the tickling was revealed. Then, they licked his stomach, and it left a pleasant impression as his laughter was reduced because he was not as ticklish there. But, when they got to his feet, he was laughing harder because it was his most ticklish spot. They licked in between his toes, the bottoms of his feet, and arches with the heel. For his cock, they did something else. They sucked it to remove the cream, and he got sexually aroused. He wanted to ask them out, and form a master/slave relationship.

After an hour of tickling, they removed him from the bed, and they allowed him to put on his clothes. They asked him if he enjoyed it, and he said yes, but he was a little confused. Then, the shocking truth was revealed. They explained that they were fetish masters who find cute boys over the age of 17 in the Internet to capture and torture. Ryan did not know how he was picked because he was not on the Internet. Then, he remembered that his older brother Jack had posted a picture of him on the Internet as a punishment for spying on him. Ryan then asked the most important question, would you go out with me to Jasmine, and she slapped him across the face, knocking him out cold. Ryan would awake later in an alleyway close to his apartment complex. He was handcuffed and legcuffed.

To be continued
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:26 pm

Hmmm... what's the best word for a story like this?
Disturbing?
Yeah, that'll do.
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Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jay Feely » Mon Jan 24, 2011 10:02 am

I do not know what I was thinking when I wrote this second part.
Maybe I wanted to take it to a new direction or maybe I'm disturbing.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jay Feely » Mon Jan 24, 2011 1:46 pm

At the other end of the city, poor Dante was lifted up to a restraining device at a farm house. It was a pinwheel attached to suspension cords. Dante hands and feet was tied to the wheel and he was vertical and a perculiar angle, and it was disheartening. He was about to experience the worst time of his life, and there was nothing that he could do about it.

Round 1

Jacob and Russ approached their new victim with excitement. They removed his shoes and socks, and cut open his shirt. They were very pleased about his nipples and armpits. To start the torture, Jacob got out some nipple clamps and attached one to each of his nipples causing Dante to yelp out loud and his face turned red. Russ then got out a bucket of water and drenched the victim all over his helpless body. To his horror, Jacon attached electrical cords to his nipples and inserted the other end to an electrical machine and turned it on. The shock was very painful and neigbors could hear his agonizing screams. Some even went to investigate, but they were impeded by a gated electrical fence.

Jacob whispered something into Russ ear, that was not audible to Dante. Russ seemed to comprehend and understand what his friend was saying. He left the farm house, and walked down a narrow and yellow brick path to another house. He went inside, and picked up a green box from the interior of the kitchen and returned to the farm house. He opened the box, and Dante was shocked when he noticed that it held itching powder, and he begged them not to use them, but they refused, and applied it directly to his feet and underarms. At first, it was a small itch, but it soon turned unbearable as he cried out profanity as the itch lasted.

As he was being exposed to itching powder, Russ got out some zip ties and used it to tie Dante's toes back to a spreader bar on the wheel. Now, Dante was unable to flex his toes or move them in any way. Then, Russ started tickling his feet with a feather, and it was a horrible sensation because at the moment the tip of the feather touched the boy, he let out laughter. Russ did not miss an inch as he went over the victim's heel, arches, and toes including his soles. Dante was experiencing pure laughter and itching and this was like a double whammy.

Then, the boys left the farm house, and Dante thought it was over, but he would get a surprise. The boys ransacked their own home, searching for something important, and it took them longer time, but they found it. It was a book about the secret art of tickle torture, and they knew that it would be helpful in this situation. They returned to the farm yard and came back to the farm house with some goats. Each of these goats was plumb and fit for their next challenge. Russ also got out a bottle of brine, and quickly applied it to Dante's trapped feet.

Dante saw what was happening, and he was terrified. He has never had his feet licked before, but now he was going to experience it for the first time. He tried to reason with his captives, but the look on their faces suggested they were not going to listen to him. They let loose the goats, and the goats was not hesistant to lick the brine slowly off Dante's feet. He was barely able to say a syllable and he was driven insane within minutes. His feet was turning pink as the goats did their damage.

Russ and Jacob sat at some seats in the back, and just watched with appreciation and happiness. Whenever the brine was dry, Russ and Jacob would reapply the susbstance, and this went on for hours without an end in sight. They eventually stopped the tickle torture because they had another idea in mind. They herded the goats back to the saddle, and returned later with some words for Dante.

They said they were unhappy with him because he did not crack under pressure, so they decided to release him from his restraints. But, they grabbed him and dragged him by his legs around the farm. There was a section of concrete, and as his legs was dragged there, he suffered from bruises and red marks appeared on his legs. He cried as this happened, and the boys called him a big baby. He was in fact, much like a child then a teenager. He would throw tantrums to get what he wanted, and brag about his acheivements.

Now, he was in the midst of a new program for these kids. Dante was recommended to the Humuliation camp by his fellow friends to the mayor of Houston. He implemented a plan to change the attitudes of kids in the city by randomely kidnapping them and bringing them to the camp. Of course, the parents had signed a wavier agreeing to this beforehand, but the child did not know about it until it happened. Dante was the first kid to be selected because of his prior problems at school and in the society. He was also being sent to the camp because he had no parental units that could understand his condition.

There was little doubt that he needed to be reformed before he hurts himself or others. So, Russ and Jacob was asked to help the community out. At first, they were not pleased by it, but they later recanted, and decided to go along with it. There was a underlying statement that the child must come out alive, and not end up at the morque, so the tortures was organized with safety in mind. The people selected was trained people, so it was not a problem for anyone. However, it was also more like volunteer then a job, so people who signed up was unpaid.

Dante was trying to figure out how to escape, as he was dragged, and he decided to bite one of the boys to see if it would work, but it backfired because the boys was quick to hogtie him and leave him there for hours. Now, it may not seem like torture, but the phychological trauma of being abandonded was too much for him, as he cried and started to pray about his survival from this place before it was too late. He tried to free his hands, but the knot was triple looped, making it impossible for him to escape. He tried to kick his legs free, but it had the same result. He was vulnerable to the elements and he was greatly exposed by other living organisms. Several ants crawled up his legs, and bit him. Now, he was left with a secondary unbearable itch, but unlike itching powder, animal bites can only be treated with an oinment. Then, he saw lights in the distance, and he thought that it was his chance. He let out the biggest scream of his life, and to his relief the person heard him and pulled to his side. Dante was happy for the first time, but his smile turned into a frown when he was picked up and thrown in the back of the pick-up truck.

He banged his head and passed out. When he awoke, he found himself restrained to a medical table, but the location was not a hospital or a ward. In fact, it was in a tight and concealed space. He heard some footsteps in the distance, and he hoped it was the police or paramedics who would treat his legs, but he let out a gaping yell when he realized that the two people was his captors, and he was confused. He then saw a sign to his right that says "The Torture Dungeon", and he cried again because he knew that freedom was out of his reach. He was now part of a human experiment without a loophole. He could only hope that someone would notice he has been missing, and come to his rescue. He was not about to give up either because he trusted in himself and others. He just had to endure the tortures that was yet to come.

Russ walked over to him with oil, and started to oil him up in every possible place of his body. He was then untied, but put in a wheel chair. He was strapped in, and was pushed outside in a dome shaped area. He was untied, and Russ quickly bolted back and shut the door behind him. At first, Dante did not know where he was, but it soon became clear when he saw a crowd and a series of implements that he could be tied to. A 18 yr old boy named Taylor came over, and forced him onto a rack, and the games started.

To be Continued
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Jan 24, 2011 2:09 pm

Sooo... what were you thinking when you wrote *this* part?'
I mean, it' certainly an imaginative enough story and all, but the youth of the victims in relation to the age of the captors and the non-consensual nature of it is a trifle much - at least for me. To me this isn't TUGs but outright bullying and worse.
I'm not saying this story or others like it don't belong here or anything like that, and God knows my own stories (especially my last two novel-length fics) undoubtedly stretch the limits for some people's tastes here, but IMHO at least it's still a tad much.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Scottstud94 » Mon Jan 24, 2011 8:43 pm

I love stories that stretch the imagination. I nearly implemented World War into one of my stories (still might), but let's keep it PG-13 eh?

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Jay Feely » Wed Jan 26, 2011 2:06 pm

Ryan was unmoved when he was awakened by a pedesterian walking by. He was not clear where he was and he could not explain what had just happened to him. Luckily for him, the person who saw him was able to walk with him to the police station. Detective Armstrong was nearby to help the young victim. Ryan was able to give detailed description of the kidnapping, but he was unable to provide enough evidence for the culprit. The police processed him by taking his fingerprints, and taking blood samples and finishing with a photograph. They then called his parents to let them know what happened. Ryan's parents rushed to the police station, and picked him up. They were worried, but at least they knew he was okay from the ordeal.

As for Dante, his ordeal was only the beginning. He was restrained on the rack with his arms and legs tied tothe rollers. Then the lights flickered before dying out. The captor did not seem to mind. All of a sudden, there was a sound of a latch, and the curtains at the far left opened up. Dante was part of a show in Houston, Texas at a bondage club. He was old enough to participate, so his kidnappers had thought it was approriate for him to take part in a form of entertainment. There was a television set in the middle of the room, and it was broadcasting the safe return of his best friend Ryan. However, Dante could not hear it. Ryan was telling investigators that he wanted his friend back before the boys take advantage of him. He described his ordeal with the girls as vicious and mean with no sympathy offered. He knows that boys could be worse in terms of their toughness and other things, so he prayed that Dante will be okay. Ryan was settled into his bed after the press conference.

Dante could not see a thing in the pitch darkness, but he knew it was going to be a nightmare for him. Then, the announcer declared the show to begin. Taylor was given a small object that could be turned on. He did not know what it was, but under his contract, he was obligated to use it. To his astonishment, it was tacks. With each one piercing his skin, there was no doubt in his mind that it would hurt. Taylor heard the screaming and tears flowing down the victim's face, but if he stopped the torture, it would not be good for the live audience of kinksters. Fortunetly for the victim, only 10 tacks was used, and he was given a breather after that. He did not know what to anticipate next, but he knew it would be good for the people, but not for him. He was beginning to feel like a slave in the 1800's in America, but this was worse compared to that.

Taylor let the victim take deep breaths before he resumed with his assignment. He got out nail clippers, and started to chip away the nails of the victim until it was very short. Dante had no objection to that part. Next, Taylor opened a bottle of rubbing alcohol, and applied it directly to the bare chest. Dante was burned by the sensation and could not help himself as he yelled. When a fire was lit in the general area, it was small enough to not hurt him, but small enough to agonize him in great depth. He was glad when it ended in fifteen minutes, but his perception of time was skewed by the show, so it seemed like hours to him. Dante tried to go to sleep, but it was not allowed. Taylor splashed a cup of cold water on the face, causing Dante to awaken quickly. Taylor decided to continue using the rubbing alcohol for another fifteen minutes much to his dismay, but he soon got used to it to the point where you could barely hear his cries of help. Taylor then opened a container of ice to rub down the burns the victim received, and it was sastifying, but at the same time, it was very cold, so it was a mixture of pleasure and torture. For the next hour, Taylor decided on a more non-painless approach when he sharpied Dante with many colors. The writings he made included a number of calligraphy from China and various shapes and objects. Dante was actually glad he was not being tortured with pain at this stage. He just drifted into a peaceful bliss as he was drawn on. He was written on his entire body including his face. Finally, Taylor completed the artwork and left the stage.

Then, it was intermission, so everyone was allowed to take a break at the concession stand, read at the book lounge, or relax at the play rooms, but not Dante. He was not untied as people left him all alone. Normally, this would not have been so bad, but the was the party animal of a fetish dungeon, and he was not happy about it. He did thought that his captor had some form of sympathy for him, but it was the last he would see of Taylor. At backstage, there was an argument going on between the club owner and Taylor. He was angry that Taylor had violated the code of conduct by not using pain in his 3rd act, and it upsetted him. He ordered his dungeon masters to arrest the boy and taken him to an isolation chamber. Taylor protested, but when he was quickly overwhelmed and when his hands was cuffed behind him, he could do nothing about it. He was taken to the isolation chamber at the back of the club and the door was locked behind him. To make it harder for him to escape, Taylor was encased into a straight jacket and the guards will check on him periodically to make sure he does not suffocate or die in the night. This company revered on having nice performers and artists to showcase their works of bdsm, but clearly, Taylor was not that person.

After the intermission, Dante was released from his restraints and taken to a room in the second floor. He was taken care of when his burns was treated with special attention. He was given new clothes. Dante was shown his bedroom in the east hallway. He was told that he would be able to be properly cared for if he stayed in the club 24/7 and never return to his family. The promised him that they will give him nice food and hospility in return for him agreeing to be a bondage slave for life. Dante declined and decided to make a run for it. The guards chased him down a stairwell into a dead end, or so they taught. Dante was able to find a latch, and he pulled it, and it dropped him down a trap door. At the end of it was a tunnel, and he ran down it. At the end of the tunnel was a water pathway, so he jumped in a close boat, and started the engine, and escaped. Neither Ryan nor Dante was ever going to recover completly from their ordeals, but at least they are safe and sound. Both of the boys parents relocated them to another city, to which no one knows about, but secretly, the boys plotted a revenge.

The End
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby Laurenrox » Thu Apr 28, 2011 10:20 pm

Pretty disturbing story, but good at the same time. Nice job Jay!
Always the damsel in distress, waiting to be rescued.

Re: Nightmare in Houston

Postby sarumansauron » Fri Apr 29, 2011 12:09 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!