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“Fuck, I’m all tied up!”  Matt yelled.  He was quickly silenced by the barrel of something shoved between his teeth.
 
“So, tough guy, you were sent to SILENCE ME?  Hope you like being gagged!”
 
Matt was still groggy.  He did not protest as a ball gag was shoved into his mouth and clasped behind his head.   “Must get some things for our Mafioso here.” Matt was left alone.

 

“I am fucked!” he thought to himself as he waited.  A cold blooded killer, Matt was hired by the Gambino boss to neutralize his victim.  He had scoped out the place, or at least he figured he did.  Climbing into the window was easy enough – except --- ‘what a fuckin ass’ – he went through the wrong one – and ended up with a bat across his back of his head.
 
He checked his ropes.  His wrists were tied behind his back, his legs bound at his ankles and thighs.  The guy was good.  Little ropes applied tightly and knotted away from his fingers.  He mind was racing.  “This bastard will kill me for sure now that he knows what my plan was.”  Matt panicked.  He tried to get his tied hands under his butt but it was impossible.  He began to rotate his hands in the ropes, only finding out that the cords became a saw slicing his wrists. He landed on his belly and tried to roll to the window – but to no avail.   His captor returned carrying a sack. 
 
Matt watched him slowly unpack the items ---- it seemed like plastic rope, a lighter and tape.  “You like being tied up little bastard?”  Matt just moaned in the ball gag.  “Seems like I will have to teach you a lesson.  Brace yourself for a full roping!”
 
Matt began to buck as his captor took a roll of wide “Gorilla tape.”  “The strongest tape in the world they say.”  Matt tried kicking but quickly his head was mummified with the tape, blinding his eyes and making any gag sound impossible.  Ear plugs were put into his ears and taped in place.  Now deaf, blind and gagged the first rope was applied his elbows behind his back.  Matt exhaled loudly was his arms were contorted behind his back as his wrists touched. His body jerked as he felt a flame, against the rope, melting the knot that lashed his elbows together, Then his upper arms were lashed to his sides and his wrists fixed firmly into the small of his back. Each knot melted.  Matt was sweating profusely – he could feel his undershirt heavy with sweat as his was pushed onto his belly on the floor.  The Gorilla tape was taped around his forearms, from elbows to wrists, and the binding on his wrists were circled with it, ripping out his forearm hairs.  He locked his legs to prevent him from being hogtied, but the captor kept pounding the back of his thighs until he released the lock.  Matt felt his hair pulled back, and his ankles were hogtied to his wrists.  Matt realized how helpless he was – and if he struggled it seemed to the ropes only tightened.
 
Now, we plan to make a special delivery.

 
Blind as he was, Matt realized there were some others in the room.  He felt hands lifting him up, and his hogtied body was put into a large sack and tied off.  Carried to the garage, he was dumped like a sack of potatoes, into the trunk of a car.
 


The car drove for what seemed like an eternity for the tied up 21 year old.  When it stopped, the trunk popped.  Matt felt the cold rain soaking the sack and him as he was dumped hard on concrete.
 
He struggled for hours until he heard voices.
 
A knife was cutting the sack away.  The tape was pulled from his eyes. 
 
“Cops!  Fuckin cops”

“No need to cuff him.  Leave him as he is!”
 

Matt was dumped into the back of the police car and Mr. Gambino was arrested.  Matt kept banging his gagged head on the seat – mumbling something about a ‘wrong window.”