Bait! By Kirkone

25 photos; 3:41 video

The captain of the Wayne Highlands High School Wrestling Team was tough, but wondered if he could take being tied up as he felt the rope begin to circle his wrists. “Hold still muscle boy. It’s never every day I get to tie up the town champ!” “Fuck you,” Jake replied, only getting punched in his gut. “Quiet, and relax your arms boy, I have to neutralize your bicep muscles nice and tight.” Jake had been flexing, hoping he could make some space to escape the ropes after they finished binding him, but relaxed his arms as his biceps and triceps were covered with rope, pulled together behind his back so tight his shoulders felt they were being ripped from their sockets, and lashed in place with rope circling his chest and back.

 

“Where’s your cell?” “On the table there,” Jake said. “You have your brother Josh in here?” he asked, flipping the directory. “There.” “Now, when he answers you explain to him that we will beat the shit out of you if he does not get back home in 30 minutes – ALONE!” The goon hit SEND.

“Josh, listen, these guys took me and tied me up, if…”

 

The phone was pulled away from Jake, and one shoved a rag in his mouth and slapped duct tape over it while they other explained how Jake would beaten unless big brother got home, ALONE, in 29 minutes and 30 seconds!!!!

 

Jake was livid with anger and wondered why they wanted his brother as he watched them  get ready to jump his brother when he came through the door. He knew Josh was tough and built, a champion college wrestler, Jake’s idol since he was a boy. “When he get here we plan to beat the shit out of him – then he’ll miss the final championship match and I’ll win thousands by default!” “So that’s it,” Jake figured. “They are going to rough up Josh so he can’t wrestle and loose the match!” Jake flexed his numb arms and rotated his hands in the ropes looking for any chance of getting free. None.

 

He waited.

Josh opened the door, and Jake lunged, body slamming one of the goons with his roped torso. He lost his balance and fell to the floor. Josh had two goons holding him by his powerful arms while another lashed his gut. Jake struggled to get up, but it was all happening fast. Josh was panting for breath as his arms were being roped behind his back, another binding Jake’s feet and legs. Dumped on a couch, he watched as they dragged his brother down the basement stairs. As one guarded him, he heard the sounds of “thumps,” and prayed that Josh could endure being beat up.

 

“We strung him up by his arms nice and tight and he made a great punching bag,” the goon said as he hogtied Jake’s ankles to his wrist…, “like this,” he explained as he lashed at the teen’s gut. They took his cell and left him bound and gagged, panting from the gut punching.

 

Jake could hear Josh grunting in a gag. He knew he had to get to him. He fell to the floor and struggled like a wild man bucking and fighting his bounds. He realized it was impossible. It took him an hour to roll his body to the basement door, turn on his back, and slide his hogtied body down the stairs, trying to avoid breaking his neck. Josh was slumped, standing on his tied feet, knees bent, arms bound behind his back and hoisted up to a hook by a rope under his shoulders. His head was taped, gagging and blinding him. Jake slid to a workbench, struggled to reach a bottle of Budweiser, and smashed it on the concrete floor. Taking a piece of the glass in his numb fingers, he worked at slicing himself free of the hogtie. One he could wiggle to his feet, he got to the bench, positioned a box saw with his tied wrists and hands, and sawed through the ropes, Once his hands were free, he brought his arms in front of him, flexing with all his might, expanding the ropes, and wiggles free. He sliced through his leg bindings and cut his brother down. He noticed his rope burn and that of his brother. “Fucking too tight,” he thought.

 

Josh was black and blue from his beating. Jake got him in his car and drove him to the ER. The wrestling matched was canceled, the goons arrested, and Josh played a month latter and won the championship.

 

And now, there was a new family ritual on the weekends. The two brothers would tie each other up and bet if they could get free. And man was their lot of rope burn!

 

Jake played by Van

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/15/2008

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