The Basement. by Kirk
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It was 2:00 am and Roger, a private investigator, found the construction site in the back woods off of route 407. It was hard to see in the dark, the house was set back off the road in the woods. There was some light coming from a basement window and the sound of a generator.
He walked slowly. He knew if he got the photos the blackmail would end for his client. He had the money with him: $50,000.00 - 500 one hundred dollar bills. Small price to pay he thought to save the career of a politician. But, that was not his business. He was hired to do a job and he would do it.
It was eerie he thought – only light coming from the basement windows, the upper part of the house still a wooden shell. He went around back and pounded on the basement door. No answer, though he was sure he heard voices. He peered through the window - a generator was humming away. He figured they could not hear him so he turned the doorknob and step into the room. Then….
Blindness. Pounding. Grinding noises. Roger tried to focus his eyes, but soon realized they were covered. HE WAS BLINDFOLDED! Worse, he soon realized he was all tied up and gagged. He tried to clear his head, but the sound of the generator was deafening. He called out but only produced mpfff noises. He tried to stay calm. His feet were free but his hands and arms were tightly roped. He checked the ropes. His fingers fumbled for a knot. He realized whoever roped him was good at the trade… the numbness going down his arms into his wrists proved their efficiency with rope. He had to see if they were still there. He began to move his face, trying to drop down the blindfold. At the same time his fingers reached his back pocket --- the money was gone! “So that’s it,” he thought, “…a setup. They got the money and I am tied up! They are probably long gone. Gotta get out of these ropes!” With much exertion and grunting, and using the wall for leverage, he got up, and finally dropped the blindfold when…
CHOKING. A hand around his neck was choking him. “You are being a bad boy. Now you know what I look like!” Roger was dumped to the floor, gasping for breath as his feet were tightly roped together. “Now I have to take care of you! Need some more gas for the generator. Be right back.” Roger watched as his captor closed the basement windows and left. The generator was grinding away, now making carbon monoxide that stayed in the room. Roger at once realized his plight. He would soon be DEAD from carbon monoxide poisoning.
Roger bucked at the roping, but they held. Using every bit of energy he had, he XXXX himself to his feet. Glad that his ankles were tied side by side, he began to baby step to the door. He dropped to the ground once, and again struggled to his feet. His heart was racing in his chest. He finally got to the door knob and turned it and fell into the hands of his captor!
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Manhandled, his captor XXXX Roger against a load column and quickly roped his body to it. In his haste, the door was left open and Roger welcomed the fresh air as his captor tortured his belly with punches and his face with slaps. Helpless, Roger endured his torments. When his captor completed his revenge, he laughed at the bound and gagged captive, and left, locking the door.
Roger was helpless and stared at the generator and the gas jug next to it. “Next to it? He forgot to put in the gas? Could it be?” Roger was loosing hope when: darkness. The generator ran out of gas and stopped. Roger heaved a sigh of relief and bucked his torso against the ropes. The ropes holding him to the column gave way, and he fell to the floor. Rolling around in the dark, he made it to the door. Again XXXX himself upright he turn the door know and fell outside into a pile of mud, heavy rain drenching life back into him.
Roger worked on his ropes all night but all he produced was rope burn. The wet ropes were impossible to untie. By dawn the rain stopped, and in the morning a construction crew member was shocked to find a bound and gagged man lying in the mud. He untied Roger and both men looked at the rope burn wounds to his wrists.
Roger quit being a private investigator. In fact, he joined the construction company. His rescuer would also remind him of the rope burn. One day Roger asked him if he would like to try breaking free. From that time on both men began to enjoy tie up challenges.
Roger played by Hal
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/17/2006