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 Kirby couldn't believe how dumb these college students were. All he had to do is to rig up some Lucky Number Lottery and every one of them would bet the last dollar that they got from home. Of course, they wouldn't win anything. Kirby was very good at looking them in the eye and telling them how sorry he was that they didn't win this time. Maybe they would have better luck next time. And then he could put all of their cash into his Happy Weekend Fund and head into the city for some fun.

Kirby was so sure of himself, and so sure of how dumb these college kids were that he never saw the pillow case coming before it was XXXX down over his head. One moment he was happily planning his big weekend. The next minute that pillow case was pulled down over his head and then there were hands, lots of hands, pushing him into the back of a van. The van started moving and then those hands started tying ropes all over Kirby’s skinny body.

Kirby was scared. He didn't know who his attackers were, or whose van this was, or where they were taking him. For a few moments the pillow case was lifted up off of Kirby’s mouth and he tried to yell for help, but those hands XXXX his mouth shut and then they sealed his lips tight under several layers of sticky tape. Then the pillow case was pulled down again until the van finally bumped to a stop.

Those hands grabbed Kirby’s body again and then started pulling and dragging him out of the van. And then those hands kept on pushing and pulling on his body as Kirby was XXXX to walk in pillow-case darkness until he heard a screen door slam shut behind him and his body was yanked to a stop. Then the pillow case was yanked off of Kirby’s head and the bright lights in the room XXXX him to blink several times before he could see again.

Kirby looked around and saw that he was in the laundry room of somebody’s house. And then he saw the four college kids who were all gathered around him in a semi-circle and grinning at him like somebody who just caught a rat in a trap. Then Kirby looked back over his shoulder and saw the screen door. He turned toward it; thinking that now would be a good time to run.

But then Four-Eyes said “Don't think about going out that door. My Maska’s out there. Maska is a great big Russian Wolf Hound and I just know that she would like to take a little bite out of you.”

Kirby swallowed hard behind his taped over lips. He didn't like dogs of any kind, and he really didn't like dogs that were almost as big as a horse. Kirby could already feel those big canine teeth sinking into his tender buns so he shrunk back from the door and then turned to look at the four grinning students.

“We're going to make this real easy for you Kirby. You just show us where you hid all of the cash you took from us and our friends this week, and then we'll let you go with only a few bruises for bad behavior,” Four-Eyes explained like he was talking to a small XXXX.

Kirby blinked his eyes and shook his head slowly from side to side. He couldn't give these kids that cash. That cash was already promised to a guy he had borrowed some money from last weekend. And that guy was the kind of guy that always got paid back – or else!

“Told you he was stupid,” one of the other students said.

“Yea, let’s tie him up some more!” his buddy said excitedly as he held up some ropes.

All four of the students pounced on Kirby and pushed him down into an old chair. Then two of them held him still while the other two started laughing and wrapping and tying those ropes tighter and tighter around Kirby’s ankles and thighs.

Then the four of them went into a huddle and started whispering together.

Kirby sat in the chair and tried to ignore the pain from the way the ropes were all digging into him. Then he saw a little black cat come over and give him a sniff. Black cats were bad luck so Kirby shook his head and huffed through his nose at the cat. Maybe this cat wanted to take a bite out of him, too.

Suddenly the huddle broke up and all at once Four-Eyes was grabbing Kirby around his throat. “Where’s the money Kirby?”

A whimper escaped from Kirby’s throat as he shook his head.

“You're making it really hard on yourself!” Four-Eyes pushed Kirby down onto the hard floor. “We're going to give you a few minutes to think it over. Then we're coming back and you're really going to be sorry if you don't start talking.”

Kirby waited until all four of the students went out through the door and left him alone. Then desperation and fear took over as Kirby began to roll around on the floor. There had to be a way out of this! So Kirby strained all of his muscles and clawed his fingers at the knotted ropes until he was gasping through his nose and sweat was running down into his eyes. But those college boys had tied some good knots.

Then the door opened and the four smiling college students came back in to stand over Kirby.

“You ready to talk yet?” Four-Eyes asked.

Kirby moaned behind the tape covering his mouth.

“That’s too bad. Hoist him up!”

Kirby whined in fear as all four of the college students grabbed his body and lifted him up off of the floor. Then they put him down on top of the washer and the dryer. “First, I think we will toast you a little,” Four-Eyes said.

Then Kirby watched in disbelief while Four-Eyes adjusted the controls on the washer for a hot wash and started the machine. Then he adjusted the controls on the dryer and turned it on as hot as it would go. At first there was only the sound of running water which reminded Kirby that he hadn't been to the bathroom in awhile. But then both of the vibrating machines started to get warm, and then they both started to get hot.

Kirby wiggled his buns against the hot metal and begged the grinning students to please let him go, but the students just laughed at him.

“Awe, I'll bet he’s had his buns toasted before,” the smallest student said. “Let’s toast his other side instead.”

Kirby cried out in protest behind the sticky tape, but the laughing students thought that was a great idea. So all four of them grabbed his helpless body and turned him over so that he was lying chest down on top of the hot washer and crotch down on top of the hot dryer.

In a matter of moments the hot metal had burned its way through the cotton of Kirby’s sweatshirt and jeans and now Kirby could feel the hot metal right against his skin. Then the washer’s agitator came on and began to shake that hot metal up against Kirby’s nipples until his nipples were starting to get hot, too. At the same time the dryer was spinning around the other way and vibrating up against his hot crotch.

“Ooh look! He’s got really nice feet!” the littlest student said. “I wonder if he’s ticklish.”

Kirby fairly shrieked into his gag and shook his head from side to side. He was so ticklish that he might have a heart attack! So he started making begging noises into his gag and tried to make them understand that they just couldn't do that to him.

But Four-Eyes just smiled. “Just think about it Kirby. Nobody knows where you are and you're going to be here all weekend. Think about spending a whole weekend with four very bright students who are going to have a lot of fun inventing new ways to make you talk. I think you will tell us what we want to know eventually, but now that I see you here, I don't think that we're going to be in any hurry to find out.”

THE END

Kirby played by Andre

Photography by Caitiff

 Date of Production: 03/02/2004