## BE WARNED!!!

Post by xtc » Fri Sep 03, 2010 3:07 pm

This Is What Happens When You Pressure the Wrong People
â€œFuck.â€ thought Danny, â€œHow in the fuck did this happen?â€
As a 24 year old, heâ€™d been into tie-up games for years but always with his friends. He didnâ€™t even know the old man to whom he was tied. At least, being 54 made Jason old as far as the younger man was concerned.
â€œOh shiiiiut.â€ sighed Jason pleasurably through his gag. It had been years since anyone had tied him up but what had brought this situation on?
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It was a fairly ordinary day when Jason answered the door to his apartment. â€œMr. Toddman? asked a very English voice.
â€œYes, what can I do for you?â€
â€œI have something for you.â€ said the tall Limey holding out a small package.
As Jason reached for the package, the young man quickly snapped a pair of handcuffs on his right wrist, grabbed the wrist, twisted it up his back simultaneously turning him round and forcing him back into his own apartment. Taking his feet from under him his assailant soon had Jason face down on the floor when his accomplice came out from hiding and completed the handcuffing.
That was a risky manoeuvre. Would anyone see them? Would it even be possible? In spite of being in his mid fifties, Jason was a big guy. But these two were professionals.
Mark, the first assailant, was very well spoken (appropriately for a villain according to Hollywood) but Jason had never heard an accent like Keithâ€™s on American TV unless it was an unsuccessful attempt to portray a yokel.
Jason lay there, very much taken by surprise and very much winded with his hands cuffed behind him.
â€œI understand that, unlike in my country where a gun has a long barrel and is used for shooting game, in this country I am allowed to carry this.â€ Said the urbane first assailant making sure that Jason could see a small automatic pistol pointing at his head. â€œNow, Iâ€™m very much afraid that you have annoyed someone of importance. But youâ€™re not the only one so Iâ€™ll say no more about it now. I hope that you will decide to follow my colleagueâ€™s instructions exactly and promptly. Do you understand?â€
Over long years of youthful experience Jason had come to know when he was bettered and when it was best to comply with instructions but heâ€™d never been in a situation quite as grave as this before.
Keith checked the tightness of the cuffs while Mark picked up the spectacles that had fallen on the floor some distance from their wearer and put them in his pocket. Keith turned their captive over and stuck just enough Elastoplast over his eyes to make sure that he couldnâ€™t see. He then took a rather over-sized pair of sunglasses from his own pocket and placed them on Jasonâ€™s face. â€œNow, Mr. Toddman, Iâ€™m going to stand you up and drape your overcoat over your shouldersâ€ said the slighter assailant taking the coat down from the hook near the front door. â€œI hope youâ€™ve got your keys.â€
The kidnappers didnâ€™t wait for an answer but hurried the cuffed and blindfolded man out of the house and into a nearby transit van stopping only to slam the appartment door.
There must have been at least one more kidnapper because the van took off at a considerable speed immediately. Jason heard a voice, â€œOi, Ben, take it easy, we donâ€™t want to alert the Old Bill.â€
â€œShi', sorry.â€ came another voice.
Without speaking to him, his captors then forced what Jason believed to be a ball gag into his mouth and strapped it tightly into place. If he wasnâ€™t so shit-scared, this would have brought back many pleasant memories.
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Danny was in the public library looking for something to further his researches into the punitive codes of the early American Colonies. He was always looking for useful tips that he could try out on his friends.
Having found the volume he required, he checked it out, picked up his sports bag and left.
He was unaware of the two men who had gradually caught up with him and were now walking just behind his shoulders.
â€œYour name is Danny & we know someone who wants a word with you.â€ said the one with wavy hair, â€œPlease, before you do or say anything, look at what my colleague is holding to your waist.â€ Both men were shorter than Danny but, as one of them was sporting a revolver, Danny decided to comply. â€œPlease come this way.â€ Said the talkative one while the quiet guy with the revolver took his left arm and guided him towards a rather non-descript hired transit van.
All three men got in the back and Danny, having been thrown on the floor, felt his hands cuffed behind him, his feet bound with rope and a ball gag that, in other circumstances, would still have been just that bit too big to be enjoyable, fastened into his mouth.
â€œSorry about the discomfort but youâ€™ve got quite a journey ahead of you. I suggest you just lay back and think of New England.â€ Danny wasnâ€™t sure he understood that.
The journey seemed interminable and the van stopped several times for the driver or the guard to relieve themselves and take refreshment but Danny was never left unguarded. No refreshment was offered to him but the wavy-haired abductor, who called himself Paul, asked â€œNeed a piss?â€ Danny saw his chance to escape and nodded enthusiastically. However, Paul simply sat him up, unzipped his trousers and, to his ultimate embarrassment, fished his tackle out from his boxers and placed it into a bed bottle of the type they use in hospitals.
â€œOK, get on with it or piss yourself later.â€ Danny had no choice, he was desperate. He made with what he had, the bottle was removed and Dannyâ€™s clothing was restored.
The softening up process was well underway.
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To Danny after what felt like a day, although it was only about twelve hours, the van stopped and another prisoner, an older man, was thrown in and gagged. The driver took off like a maniac before he was reminded that the police might take an interest in such driving.
While the van drove on, the kidnap victims were attended to without any explanations or instructions at all other than an initial advice â€œnot to make our lives difficult.â€
Danny had enough gorilla tape wrapped round his eyes to make sure that, not only could he not see, but that he would be washing glue out of his hair for ever. The Brits had brought enough to wrap the Statue of Liberty just in case they couldnâ€™t buy it in the USA.
Danny and Jason were manhandled until they were sitting back to back. More gorilla tape was wrapped around their necks and their upper arms joining them firmly together back to back, and just â€œa little moreâ€ around their waists.
At 54, Jason thought this would never happen to him again. Once he had got into this state, he couldnâ€™t care whether he was under threat or not. He was going to make the best of it.
Danny wasnâ€™t so sure even when his feet were untied.
Eventually the van stopped and the prisoners were taken out. With their both being tied as they were it was like moving heavy furniture for the guards. If their minds were not on other things, it might have dawned on the hostages that English expletives are very similar to American ones.
â€œThis is a little game we call â€œodds or evensâ€ explained Ben. â€œYouâ€™re going to play it. Iâ€™m going to count, â€œone, two, threeâ€ and you are going to extend either one or two fingers of your right hands. Failure to do either means you lose. One , two, three.â€
â€œOK. Evens it is, the young guy gets to move forwards.â€ This was quite an arbitrary decision as the rules had not been properly explained but it didnâ€™t really matter to Ben as all that he intended was that the prisoners suffer without knowing why.
The tightly coupled captives were led, with Danny in the lead and Jason stumbling backwards into the â€œPresenceâ€
They were made to kneel and their left ankles were bound together.
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â€œNow you are both here Iâ€™ll explain a little bit about why you have been kidnapped.â€ started Mark. "My client is a Professor. Let us call him Prof. Xavier. He is getting really annoyed about people trying to pressure him to continue his wonderful stories. He wants to be able to curtail them or to continue them at his own whim.â€
â€œPlease stop whimpering, Jason. Oh, sorry, perhaps youâ€™re enjoying yourself. We canâ€™t have that, can we? Weâ€™ll address that later.â€
â€œThis story is going out on the site as a warning. There are other annoying people on the list and the Professor has the resources to oblige them all. Itâ€™s just that you two were the most convenient to kidnap. And now for the punishment. . . . .â€
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Let this be a warning!
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You know, I think the Profâ€™s knee-jerk reaction might be counter-productive. What do you think?
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by Jason Toddman » Fri Sep 03, 2010 3:38 pm

> cricks5 wrote:Well coincidentally xtc I did my own story about Jason on here before you posted yours.
> We have similar thoughts of revemnge on him indeed.

See? I told you Cricks isn't Innocent! Not sure what the point of HIS revenge story was though.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by KittyReaper » Fri Sep 03, 2010 4:00 pm

don't forget i advocated crucifixion but you guys all shot it down

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by Jason Toddman » Fri Sep 03, 2010 4:18 pm

Shouldn't this be discussed on Crick's story thread rather than here? I think you're all dissing xtc posting stuff unrelated to his own story.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by fratboydanny » Fri Sep 03, 2010 5:31 pm

all i can properly reply to this is MMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHH

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by Jason Toddman » Fri Sep 03, 2010 5:51 pm

M-M-MMMM HUMMM-M-MMM...*
*Translation: Bring it on, pal! You don't scare me... much!
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by MollyRosey » Fri Sep 03, 2010 6:10 pm

It is really good but I am getting jealous of all these people getting kidnapped it must of been my holiday that made people think they could get away with forgetting me
Apparantly I get distracted easily! As i... Ooo a butterfly!

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by Jason Toddman » Fri Sep 03, 2010 6:46 pm

> MollyRosey wrote:It is really good but I am getting jealous of all these people getting kidnapped it must of been my holiday that made people think they could get away with forgetting me

Ummm, who ARE you again?
Just kidding... just kidding.. don't hurt me!...
Tie me up first, THEN hurt me!
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by MollyRosey » Fri Sep 03, 2010 6:52 pm

Oooo your just asking for it well then! I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I am going to be mature! For once in my life
Apparantly I get distracted easily! As i... Ooo a butterfly!

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by Jason Toddman » Fri Sep 03, 2010 7:18 pm

> MollyRosey wrote:Oooo your just asking for it well then! I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I am going to be mature! For once in my life

Yes I AM asking for it.... so when are you gonna give it to me?!
Don't mid me... I havea strange sense of humpor. Not as strange as Crick's, but still...
Uh oh. A rock came crashing through my window with a message attached to it. It reads:
Get off my forum with this nonsense!!!
the professor
Uhhh.... hee... BYE!
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: BE WARNED!!!

Post by xtc » Sat Sep 04, 2010 2:09 am

I'd like to thank Jason Toddman and Fratboydanny for their permission to post the above story.
Jason was also the American Language consultant on it so I'm hoping that not too many of my beloved Britishisms crept into it, except where they were supposed to.
I'd also like to appologise to both of them if they got multiple copies of my petiton for permission, pm isn't working for me!
Also appologies to any members of the board who were subjected to reading undecipherable postings in reference to the above in various strands where I was desperately trying to contact Danny.
Wassail!
xtc
PS The Professor says: Don't forget!
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729