The Grunt by Nick007
32 photos; 6:50 video
The Grunt by Nick007
For months now, Rex has been trying to join the army. First he couldn't join because of unpaid parking tickets. So he took the time to get those cleared off his record. Then he had to go through physical after physical. After what seemed like the millionth physical, his recruiter finally told him he was ready to join, and gave him his camouflage uniform. He told Rex to be ready at 0500 hours and be at the rendezvous point by 0600 hours.
Eager to please and start his new life, Rex was at the rendezvous point at 5:45 am, civilian time. No one seemed to have shown up yet. As he stood in front of the door to the building behind him, he decided to stand at attention, in hopes of getting a few extra brownie points. Rex was kind of a teachers pet, so he was always trying to get ahead by sucking up.
He used every bit of focus he had on standing at attention, that he did not even hear the door behind him open. That's when it hit him, and by “it” I mean a lead pipe. He was XXXX out before he even hit the ground. His XXXX body was dragged into the building by his unknown assailant.
He awoke several hours later in a daze. His hands were tied behind his back and he seemed to be blindfolded with some kind of tape. He tried to scream but thick layers of duck tape covered his mouth preventing any other noises but grunts. More rope pinned down his arms to his sides. He tried to stand up but, alas, whoever did this to him tied his feet together and his knees too.
Rex rolled around on the floor trying to get out, grunting heavily at his predicament. He wasnt so much mad that he's been XXXX, but that he went through all this trouble to join the Army and now he was not going to get to join. Even if he got out, the Army does not take very kindly to being late.
Rex heard the sound of a door opening and closing a moment later. He grunted loudly trying to get whoever opened the door's attention. Footsteps slowly could be heard walking towards him. He felt a hand on his face that was slowly peeling off the tape over his eyes. As focus slowly came back to his eyes, he did not recognize the man standing over him. Rex's eyes begged the man to untie him.
“Bet you thought you were bound for the military, huh son?” the man asked. “Looks like the Recruiter found us a nice one.”
Rex noticed another man standing in the corner smoking a cigarette. “But now you're just bound. Ha ha!” the man gloated above Rex. “Don't worry. You're still going away to a military type place, just not to the military. More like a military compound in Colombia. You'll work all day and be put through hell to toughen you up. Then XXXX to guard your position to protect the shipments. So you see, it's basically exactly what you signed up for.”
“Well until the boss uses you for his sick pleasures.” the other man mumbled.
“Oh it's not that bad, dude. You dont mind being put in a french maid's outfit and XXXX to dust, are you?”
Rex muffled through the gag as loud as he could.
“Sounds like a yes to me!” the man said. “Now you stay here. We're going to the van ready to transport you.”
The two men laughed as they walked out the door. This sent Rex into a scared state. He was no longer mad about not being able to join the military. His only thought was focused on getting out. He struggled against the ropes, despite the fact that struggling made the rope's knots tighter. He scooted over to the wall and hoisted himself up. He looked around the room trying to find anything to cut the ropes with. The room was basically empty though. He hopped over to the other side of the room. The wall on that side was unfinished and there were metal beams sticking out. One of the beams had a sharp edge to it. He leaned up against it and began rubbing the rope against it.
It took a few minutes but his work paid off. His hands were free. He quickly untied all of the ropes and when he was finally free of all the ropes, he ran to the window on the other side of the room, opened it up, climbed out, and climbed down the fire escape as fast as he could.
The two men walked back into the room and saw that their prisoner had escaped. The smiles they had on their faces, for doing a good job, quickly disappeared. “DAMN IT! Not again! We just got promoted from French Maid! ”
The End.
Grunt played by REX
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/20/2013