Hey guys, I've been working on this story for a few months now. It's just a rough draft, not a very expansive universe or deeply developed characters, but I decided to post it because sharing my writing is still a big hurdle for me. Hope you enjoy it.
This is a small introduction. I'll post the next chapter later today after some revisions.
Warning: This story will involve fetishes related to socks, feet, humiliation, non-consensual, kidnapping, and other sensitive topics. Please read with caution.
The Phone Call
The room was a mess. Clothes were scattered across the floor, books and notebooks were strewn over the desk, and the closet door was wide open. Pieces of duct tape were littered around the room, confirming Ted's suspicions even more. With his heart racing, Ted searched everywhere for any clue that could help him find his stepbrother, Jake. His phone rang in his pocket, startling him. His mother's photo flashed on the screen. He answered quickly.
"Hey, Mom! Everything okay?" Ted tried to sound calm, but his voice trembled slightly.
"Hi, sweetheart! I'm fine, and you?" Her voice was laced with the usual concern. "And how's your brother doing? Is he settling in alright?"
Ted hesitated for a moment, trying to hide the tension in his voice. "Oh, he's great, Mom. Everyone here on campus has been really welcoming. I told you not to worry." He looked around the room, feeling a knot in his stomach. Jake had been taken just minutes ago, and he had no idea where to start looking.
On the other end of the line, his mother sighed in relief. "That's good to hear. I was a bit worried, you know? I had a bad feeling about him, so I decided to call and check in on you both."
Ted forced a laugh. "Don't worry, Mom. He's getting along with everyone. Actually, he's... uh... busy right now, you know, lots of new friends, so I can't put him on the phone." He tried to sound convincing, but the lie weighed heavily in his voice.
"That's okay, dear. I just wanted to make sure he's alright. Tell him I said hi and that I miss him."
"Will do, Mom. I miss you too. Talk to you later, okay?"
"Alright, sweetheart. Take care of yourself and your brother. Love you both."
"Love you too, Mom. Bye.â€
Ted hung up the phone and took a deep breath. He knew he had to stay calm, but the situation was anything but tranquil. Jake, the son of Ted's stepfather, had literally been kidnapped by the guys on the college track team. At that very moment, he was probably tied up in the trunk of a car, being taken who knows where.
The whole ordeal started when Jake decided to humiliate Will, the team captain, by going out with Sara, the girl Will liked, and bragging about it in front of him and his friends. Will became the laughingstock of his team, and afterward, he vowed to get revenge on Jake.
Ted had been at the college for two years and had always excelled in sports, especially football. He was well aware of the extracurricular activities of the college athletes—hazing, pranks, threats, and even kidnappings of unlucky freshmen or athletes were common. He had participated in several himself and took pride in it. But he never expected the athletes to target the stepbrother of the football team's quarterback. He truly believed his own reputation would shield Jake from any threats
(TED)
He knew he had to act fast. He couldn't leave Jake alone in this situation, especially with Will in charge. The guy was known for being a ruthless sadist, and his pranks often got out of hand. But for now, Ted had to pretend everything was fine, mim hjat least until he figured out a way to help his stepbrother. He was going to handle this on his own. The fear of facing his stepfather's wrath, Jake's dad, a man he had always feared, added an extra layer of urgency to the situation. If anything happened to Jake and Mr. Jones found out, the consequences for Ted could be devastating. He had to find the kid as soon as possible.
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Campus Revenge: A Freshman's Nightmare (MMMMMM/MM)
Campus Revenge: A Freshman's Nightmare (MMMMMM/MM)
Yes, it's me in the picture. What are you waiting for to tie me up and gag me?
The Plan
Thursday, 4:42 PM
Will's fury had reached a boiling point. He couldn't let Jake's humiliation go unpunished. He gathered his most trusted teammates—Diego, Paul, Sebastian, Doug, and Ian—and explained his plan.
Diego, Will's right-hand man, was known for his sadistic streak. His mere presence was enough to make anyone cringe. Paul, the jokester of the group, was an expert at tying up their victims and loved to taunt them with his jokes and tortures. Sebastian, the most muscular of the group, was tasked with holding down the unlucky victims of their pranks, and Jake would be no different. Doug and Ian, the twins, were always eager to join in on any mischief, adding an extra layer of chaos and unpredictability. They were quick and smart, and Will liked having them around.
"You'll do this quickly and without any issues, then bring him to my house," Will ordered the group. The six guys were in the locker room of the college track field after a long afternoon of training.
"Dude, I get that you want the kid to pay for hooking up with your girl, but are you sure about this plan?" Doug asked as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his freshly removed shirt.
Will was taking off his running sneakers. He looked up and stared at Doug. "Of course, I'm sure! And everyone will know that I made him pay for the humiliation he caused me in front of all the guys." Will finished taking off his second pair of sneakers and stood up, walking slowly towards Doug. His sweaty black socks made squishing noises with every step on the locker room floor. He approached Doug, who was standing in front of his locker, not daring to move. Will's threatening presence left him frozen.
Will was far from your average 21-year-old. He was the elite of college athletics, his athletic and muscular body, along with his competitive attitude, made him stand out on the track. Off the field, his 6-foot frame might not seem intimidating to the uninitiated, but Will was also known for his speed and agility in taking down guys. Add to that his super-developed legs, capable of holding down even Sebastian on his best days—something Doug had witnessed before—and you had a fighting machine. Doug knew this all too well.
(Will)
"Scared, buddy?" Will said, now face-to-face with Doug.
"N-No, never…" Doug stammered.
"Give him a break, Will," Ian interrupted, easing the tension. "The freshman is Ted's brother, and you know what Ted did to us at the last quarterly games." Ian swallowed hard, as if the mere memory made him want to vomit.
Will smiled. "Ah! I had forgotten about that. Diego told me all about it." Will ruffled Doug's hair, almost as a gesture of pity. "You guys had a rough time with that brute, huh?†Diego, Sebastian, and Paul laughed, remembering the incident.
"Yeah, if I recall correctly, he took down the twins single-handedly after finding out they had messed with Jorge, the new nerd on the football team," Diego said, laughing. "I found them myself on Sunday morning, both tied up like pigs in the middle of the track field. Ted even used each of their socks as a gag for the other!" Diego, Sebastian, Paul, and Will burst into laughter.
"It wasn't funny! We were stuck in that hogtie for over 12 hours. I had the taste of Doug's sock in my mouth for days," Ian complained. "I don't want to mess with that asshole again, so I get my brother's concern."
Will stopped laughing and turned to the guys. "This time, you're under my protection. Ted won't interfere without a good fight, and I don't have a history of losing." His face took on a serious expression.
"Neither does Ted," Doug pointed out. Will smiled at the athlete behind him. "But what happened to you two reminded me of a weakness of his. Ted cares too much about his own. We can use that against him."
"You want to use the freshman against Ted?" Ian asked, understanding Will's logic. "Yes, we'll use the miserable freshman to lure Ted. It's obvious he'll come to the rescue of the damsel in distress, and then we'll kill two birds with one stone."
"You want to TAKE DOWN the most influential athlete on campus?†Paul shouted. “That would basically be like trying to take down a lion. That would get us in trouble with every football team." He laughed nervously. Will joined him in laughter. "Don't be such a pessimist, my friend. Ted is still just one guy. We're six. Without his little crew, he's just a kitten who knows how to defend himself, but he's not invincible. It's time to end his reign at this university." Will looked at Doug and then at Ian. "Or don't you want to get back at him for making you eat your brother's sock?" Will said, ending with a laugh. Ian and Doug nodded.
"We do!" they replied together. Will nodded as he headed to his locker. "Then you know what to do. Bring Jake to me. I don't care how, just don't hurt him too much. I'll handle his punishment myself." Will grabbed his training bag, tossed his running sneakers inside, took off his black socks, threw them into the bag as well, slipped on his flip-flops, and waved to the five guys. "I trust you. Good luck." He said, leaving the locker room.
The five looked at each other for a few seconds. "Well, let's get this done," Diego broke the brief silence. "I want some fun for this weekend.â€
The Kidnapping part l
Thursday, 6:57 PM
Will had already shared all the details about Jake and Ted's schedules for the week. The athletes had no idea how he managed to get so much info on the two college students' routines—he even knew the approximate times they used the bathroom. It was creepy, but they ignored the potentially crazy or illegal source of the information and went ahead with the plan.
Jake was on the university's swim team. He had been the captain of his high school team, so joining the college team was a breeze, though not as the captain. Still, he was a strong and experienced presence. Years of sports had given Jake an athletic body with well-defined muscles. He wasn't someone who'd go down without a fight, but since there were five of them, the freshman's chances were slim.
They headed to the location in Paul's car, who was also the group's driver. Most of the university dorms were just 2 km from the campus, so it didn't take them long to park the car on the street behind the victim's dorm.
Quickly, they got out of the car and sprang into action. The group moved swiftly and silently down the street, their hearts pounding with a mix of adrenaline and excitement. They reached the dorm where Jake and Ted shared a room. Diego took the lead, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of trouble. It was a Thursday, early evening, so the dorm was quiet with most students still in class. With a nod, he signaled the others to follow him inside the building.
They climbed the stairs, stopping on the first floor where their target lived. The guys walked down the hallway, looking for room 1001. After checking the entire corridor, they found it at the very end—Jake and Ted's room.
“According to Will's info, the kid should be sleeping right now. He only has class at eight tonight, and Ted is in class. Will confirmed it,†Doug whispered to the group. “We'll trust the info about the beauty sleep, but if anything goes wrong, we'll go with Plan B—jump on him and make sure he can't call for help.†Doug nodded toward the door and went in.
The door creaked open, and the group entered. The place was bigger than most dorms around here. The first room was a living area with a couch in the middle facing a 50-inch TV on the wall, but no sign of Jake. A bad smell hit their noses immediately. Ian quickly realized it was coming from the shoes scattered near the corner of the wall.
Sebastian and Doug covered their noses. "Smells worse than Will's ass," Paul whispered, and the athletes chuckled silently. Doug crossed the living room and headed down the hallway toward the bedroom, with the others close behind. Ian paused for a moment, out of sight, and crouched down in front of the used shoes. His eyes scanned carefully, and once he spotted what he was looking for, he fearlessly reached into one of the shoes and pulled out a sock. He quickly noticed how dirty the fabric was, but that wasn't a problem—it was exactly what he wanted. He grinned maliciously, stuffed the disgusting sock into his pocket, and rejoined the group.
The bedroom door was slightly ajar. Doug pushed it open slowly. The room was dimly lit, but they could see inside without much effort. Their target was quickly spotted. Jake was sleeping deeply on a large double bed in the corner of the room, wearing only his underwear, his butt sticking up for all the athletes to see. The room was a mess, with clothes and books scattered everywhere. The air was damp and reeked of sweaty clothes. Diego's eyes gleamed with malice as he silently approached the bed, the others following closely behind. For a bunch of young delinquents, they were incredibly quiet.
Paul, with a mischievous grin, pulled a length of rope from his backpack and took the lead. Doug signaled to Sebastian and Paul, who knew exactly what to do. In seconds, the quiet room was filled with grunts, groans, and screams.
Thursday, 4:42 PM
Will's fury had reached a boiling point. He couldn't let Jake's humiliation go unpunished. He gathered his most trusted teammates—Diego, Paul, Sebastian, Doug, and Ian—and explained his plan.
Diego, Will's right-hand man, was known for his sadistic streak. His mere presence was enough to make anyone cringe. Paul, the jokester of the group, was an expert at tying up their victims and loved to taunt them with his jokes and tortures. Sebastian, the most muscular of the group, was tasked with holding down the unlucky victims of their pranks, and Jake would be no different. Doug and Ian, the twins, were always eager to join in on any mischief, adding an extra layer of chaos and unpredictability. They were quick and smart, and Will liked having them around.
"You'll do this quickly and without any issues, then bring him to my house," Will ordered the group. The six guys were in the locker room of the college track field after a long afternoon of training.
"Dude, I get that you want the kid to pay for hooking up with your girl, but are you sure about this plan?" Doug asked as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his freshly removed shirt.
Will was taking off his running sneakers. He looked up and stared at Doug. "Of course, I'm sure! And everyone will know that I made him pay for the humiliation he caused me in front of all the guys." Will finished taking off his second pair of sneakers and stood up, walking slowly towards Doug. His sweaty black socks made squishing noises with every step on the locker room floor. He approached Doug, who was standing in front of his locker, not daring to move. Will's threatening presence left him frozen.
Will was far from your average 21-year-old. He was the elite of college athletics, his athletic and muscular body, along with his competitive attitude, made him stand out on the track. Off the field, his 6-foot frame might not seem intimidating to the uninitiated, but Will was also known for his speed and agility in taking down guys. Add to that his super-developed legs, capable of holding down even Sebastian on his best days—something Doug had witnessed before—and you had a fighting machine. Doug knew this all too well.
(Will)
"Scared, buddy?" Will said, now face-to-face with Doug.
"N-No, never…" Doug stammered.
"Give him a break, Will," Ian interrupted, easing the tension. "The freshman is Ted's brother, and you know what Ted did to us at the last quarterly games." Ian swallowed hard, as if the mere memory made him want to vomit.
Will smiled. "Ah! I had forgotten about that. Diego told me all about it." Will ruffled Doug's hair, almost as a gesture of pity. "You guys had a rough time with that brute, huh?†Diego, Sebastian, and Paul laughed, remembering the incident.
"Yeah, if I recall correctly, he took down the twins single-handedly after finding out they had messed with Jorge, the new nerd on the football team," Diego said, laughing. "I found them myself on Sunday morning, both tied up like pigs in the middle of the track field. Ted even used each of their socks as a gag for the other!" Diego, Sebastian, Paul, and Will burst into laughter.
"It wasn't funny! We were stuck in that hogtie for over 12 hours. I had the taste of Doug's sock in my mouth for days," Ian complained. "I don't want to mess with that asshole again, so I get my brother's concern."
Will stopped laughing and turned to the guys. "This time, you're under my protection. Ted won't interfere without a good fight, and I don't have a history of losing." His face took on a serious expression.
"Neither does Ted," Doug pointed out. Will smiled at the athlete behind him. "But what happened to you two reminded me of a weakness of his. Ted cares too much about his own. We can use that against him."
"You want to use the freshman against Ted?" Ian asked, understanding Will's logic. "Yes, we'll use the miserable freshman to lure Ted. It's obvious he'll come to the rescue of the damsel in distress, and then we'll kill two birds with one stone."
"You want to TAKE DOWN the most influential athlete on campus?†Paul shouted. “That would basically be like trying to take down a lion. That would get us in trouble with every football team." He laughed nervously. Will joined him in laughter. "Don't be such a pessimist, my friend. Ted is still just one guy. We're six. Without his little crew, he's just a kitten who knows how to defend himself, but he's not invincible. It's time to end his reign at this university." Will looked at Doug and then at Ian. "Or don't you want to get back at him for making you eat your brother's sock?" Will said, ending with a laugh. Ian and Doug nodded.
"We do!" they replied together. Will nodded as he headed to his locker. "Then you know what to do. Bring Jake to me. I don't care how, just don't hurt him too much. I'll handle his punishment myself." Will grabbed his training bag, tossed his running sneakers inside, took off his black socks, threw them into the bag as well, slipped on his flip-flops, and waved to the five guys. "I trust you. Good luck." He said, leaving the locker room.
The five looked at each other for a few seconds. "Well, let's get this done," Diego broke the brief silence. "I want some fun for this weekend.â€
The Kidnapping part l
Thursday, 6:57 PM
Will had already shared all the details about Jake and Ted's schedules for the week. The athletes had no idea how he managed to get so much info on the two college students' routines—he even knew the approximate times they used the bathroom. It was creepy, but they ignored the potentially crazy or illegal source of the information and went ahead with the plan.
Jake was on the university's swim team. He had been the captain of his high school team, so joining the college team was a breeze, though not as the captain. Still, he was a strong and experienced presence. Years of sports had given Jake an athletic body with well-defined muscles. He wasn't someone who'd go down without a fight, but since there were five of them, the freshman's chances were slim.
They headed to the location in Paul's car, who was also the group's driver. Most of the university dorms were just 2 km from the campus, so it didn't take them long to park the car on the street behind the victim's dorm.
Quickly, they got out of the car and sprang into action. The group moved swiftly and silently down the street, their hearts pounding with a mix of adrenaline and excitement. They reached the dorm where Jake and Ted shared a room. Diego took the lead, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of trouble. It was a Thursday, early evening, so the dorm was quiet with most students still in class. With a nod, he signaled the others to follow him inside the building.
They climbed the stairs, stopping on the first floor where their target lived. The guys walked down the hallway, looking for room 1001. After checking the entire corridor, they found it at the very end—Jake and Ted's room.
“According to Will's info, the kid should be sleeping right now. He only has class at eight tonight, and Ted is in class. Will confirmed it,†Doug whispered to the group. “We'll trust the info about the beauty sleep, but if anything goes wrong, we'll go with Plan B—jump on him and make sure he can't call for help.†Doug nodded toward the door and went in.
The door creaked open, and the group entered. The place was bigger than most dorms around here. The first room was a living area with a couch in the middle facing a 50-inch TV on the wall, but no sign of Jake. A bad smell hit their noses immediately. Ian quickly realized it was coming from the shoes scattered near the corner of the wall.
Sebastian and Doug covered their noses. "Smells worse than Will's ass," Paul whispered, and the athletes chuckled silently. Doug crossed the living room and headed down the hallway toward the bedroom, with the others close behind. Ian paused for a moment, out of sight, and crouched down in front of the used shoes. His eyes scanned carefully, and once he spotted what he was looking for, he fearlessly reached into one of the shoes and pulled out a sock. He quickly noticed how dirty the fabric was, but that wasn't a problem—it was exactly what he wanted. He grinned maliciously, stuffed the disgusting sock into his pocket, and rejoined the group.
The bedroom door was slightly ajar. Doug pushed it open slowly. The room was dimly lit, but they could see inside without much effort. Their target was quickly spotted. Jake was sleeping deeply on a large double bed in the corner of the room, wearing only his underwear, his butt sticking up for all the athletes to see. The room was a mess, with clothes and books scattered everywhere. The air was damp and reeked of sweaty clothes. Diego's eyes gleamed with malice as he silently approached the bed, the others following closely behind. For a bunch of young delinquents, they were incredibly quiet.
Paul, with a mischievous grin, pulled a length of rope from his backpack and took the lead. Doug signaled to Sebastian and Paul, who knew exactly what to do. In seconds, the quiet room was filled with grunts, groans, and screams.
Yes, it's me in the picture. What are you waiting for to tie me up and gag me?
This is fantastic! I hope the kidnappers are wearing gloves 
This is amazing work!
This is amazing work!
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Great start! Love a good kidnapping, and who knows where this will go? It's probably naive to expect their plan to go off without a hitch, but they are in the majority...
@Tsuhaya I love this story . Can't wait to read the next chapter . Love the pictures of the guys and shoes .
Fantastic start! Jocks v Jocks is always a great classic! Looking forward to more!
fantastic beginning! Jake is in sooooo much trouble now... 
This story seems fun. Wonder how it'll turn out with them kidnapping the quarterbacks stepbrother. 6 v 1 doesn't seem like good odds but this could still potentially backfire on them in the end. Curious to see how this plays out!!
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Well do you think that Jake is going to be gagged with his own dirty sock? or his step-brothers? or perhaps....someone else lives there too and not mentioned.....hmmmm? ouch 
Great start and love to see the huge disproportion of jocks to victim....Jake is cooked. Love that kind of overkill....its kinda hot!
Really looking forward to see how the twins take their revenge.....that will be awesome
@bondagefreak as always thanks for the tap on the shoulder....i tend to miss stories.....
muchas gracias.
Great start and love to see the huge disproportion of jocks to victim....Jake is cooked. Love that kind of overkill....its kinda hot!
Really looking forward to see how the twins take their revenge.....that will be awesome
@bondagefreak as always thanks for the tap on the shoulder....i tend to miss stories.....
muchas gracias.
Thanks for all the comments and encouragement, it means a lot. Here's the next part, hope you enjoy it.
The Kidnapping II
Sebastian jumped on Jake's torso to pin him down, while Paul quickly grabbed the ankles of the poor, sleepy victim. Jake woke up with a start, letting out indecipherable grunts as he was forcefully pulled from his dreams. The victim struggled and let out a scream.
“Wh-what!?†Jake struggled, still groggy and trying to figure out what was happening. Sebastian was now straddling Jake's back, his heavy weight literally crushing him. The athlete pinned Jake's right arm to the mattress with his knee and firmly gripped the left arm that was flailing from the surprise attack. Jake tried to lift his head to look around, but Sebastian pushed it back down into the pillow, forcing Jake's face down.
“Mmmmmmmmppphhhhhhhhh†Jake grunted, the pillow muffling most of his screams. “Hurry up, idiot, I'm not great at riding the mechanical bull,†Sebastian joked as he felt Jake start to squirm beneath him.
By this point, Paul had already started wrapping ropes around one of the swimmer's bare ankles. Doug came to his aid when one of Jake's kicks nearly hit Paul, who dodged at the last second. “Shit! That could have broken my nose,†Paul cursed. Doug grabbed the free leg and forced it together with the other. Paul began wrapping the remaining rope around Jake's free ankle. In a matter of seconds, Paul had tightly bound Jake's ankles together, but not so tight as to cut off the circulation. Another roll of rope was taken from the bag, this time to tie Jake's legs above the knee.
Jake was now fully awake, but he had no idea what was happening. He felt the hand on top of his head pushing his face into the pillow, preventing him from seeing who his captors were. He could feel his legs being tightly bound. Jake thought it might be some prank by his brother, but he quickly realized it wasn't anyone he knew after hearing two of the athletes speak. He didn't recognize their voices!
Jake had only been at the university for two months, so he didn't know many of the athletes. He mostly hung out with the guys from the swim team and some of Ted's friends. When Jake heard the guy on top of him speak, he knew it wasn't any of his friends or Ted. This realization made him fight harder against his captors, but the guy on top of him was extremely heavy. Jake couldn't move, and his breathing was even restricted by the weight.
Ian entered the room a few seconds later. The action was already underway, but his friends were too busy to notice his late arrival
“I need his arms; I've finished with the legs,†Paul said, pulling another roll of rope from the bag. Sebastian shifted, lifting his weight off Jake but quickly planting his knee and leg in the middle of the victim's back. Diego took over holding the captive's head against the pillow while gripping his right arm. Sebastian held the left arm. Together, they helped Paul bind Jake's wrists behind his back. The swimmer, who hadn't been putting up much of a fight until then, renewed his struggle, now much more enraged. The arm Diego was holding slipped from his grip, and Jake used the opportunity to punch the man above him. The position didn't allow Jake to deliver a full punch, but it was enough to hit the side of his captor's abdomen.
“Motherfucker!!†Sebastian cursed, feeling the pain hit him. He had taken harder punches before, and this one didn't really hurt him, but the surprise of the attack caught him off guard. This made the athlete press his leg harder against Jake's back. “Hold his arms, damn it!†he shouted at Diego. Ian, quickly realizing his absence, rushed to aid his friends. “I'll take care of his head and mouth; help Paul tie the rest,†Ian said, taking position at the head of the bed.
The scene that followed was chaotic: Doug held Jake's already bound legs, which were still kicking wildly. Diego held Jake's arms together while Paul wrapped rope around his wrists. Sebastian used his weight and muscles to keep the captive pinned to the bed. Finally, Ian held Jake's head, pulling his hair to lift his face from the pillow.
“YOU MOTHERFU—MMMPPPHHHHHHH!!†Jake tried to curse his captors before Ian clamped his palm over Jake's protesting mouth. “Shut his damn mouth,†Diego complained. “Paul, pass me the duct tape,†Ian requested. “I'll take care of this foul-mouthed bastard.†Paul had finally finished tying Jake's wrists together, significantly reducing the threat, but he still found it necessary to bind Jake's arms above the elbows. As he pulled another roll of rope from his bag, he also grabbed the tape Ian had requested and tossed it to the athlete. Ian caught the tape and placed it next to the victim's head, and the binding continued.
Ian took advantage of his companions' distraction to grab the sock he had stolen a few minutes earlier, which was still in his pocket. With his hand still firmly covering Jake's mouth, he brought the dirty fabric close to the swimmer's nose. "Sorry, kid, but you're gonna pay for your brother's sins," Ian whispered, his lips pressed against Jake's ear.
It took Jake a few seconds to register the putrid smell of the fabric his captor had forced onto his defenseless nose. As the air hit his nostrils, the boy renewed his struggles with 110% effort. Jake recognized that smell—it was the stench of Ted's feet, especially his days-old foot odor. What the hell was going on, he thought, as he thrashed and screamed into Ian's hand.
Ian took advantage of his companions' distraction to grab the sock he had stolen a few minutes earlier, which was still in his pocket. With his hand still firmly covering Jake's mouth, he brought the dirty fabric close to the swimmer's nose. "Sorry, kid, but you're gonna pay for your brother's sins," Ian whispered, his lips pressed against Jake's ear.
It took Jake a few seconds to register the putrid smell of the fabric his captor had forced onto his defenseless nose. As the air hit his nostrils, the boy renewed his struggles with 110% effort. Jake recognized that smell—it was the stench of Ted's feet, especially his days-old foot odor. What the hell was going on, he thought, as he thrashed and screamed into Ian's hand.
“MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHH!! mmmmmmppphhh!†Jake screamed and grunted, gagging in disgust as more foul, stinky air entered his airways. “What the hell's gotten into him?†Doug questioned, still holding Jake's wildly thrashing legs. If Paul wasn't so good with ropes, they'd be screwed. “I'm almost done with his arms,†Paul commented calmly. “Do your jobs. If the boss finds out we struggled to subdue this little shit, he'll kick our asses himself,†he added.
Sebastian, his ego bruised by the remark, turned into a beast. His veins bulged with the increased blood flow from his anger. “I'm not having trouble holding this little fucker down,†he growled, pressing all his weight into his leg to pin Jake even harder into the mattress. “You're the one taking forever to tie up his tiny body,†he taunted Paul.
“You two, stop acting like children,†Diego intervened, still firmly holding Jake's nearly fully bound arms.
Ian, silently realizing what he had done, decided to finish his plan quickly. Jake tried to turn his head to escape the dirty fabric, but Ian laughed at his struggle, enjoying the moment. Then, Ian removed his hand from Jake's mouth, and in that instant, Jake cursed—or at least tried to. “YOU BASTARDS—MMMMMMmmmmmppphhhggggmmmm!!!†Jake was caught off guard when Ian stuffed the dirty sock into his protesting mouth.
“What's going on over there? Shut his damn mouth!†Diego complained again. “I'm trying,†Ian lied. “The little devil has sharp teeth. But I managed to stuff his mouth.â€
Jake had never experienced anything so awful in his entire life. As soon as the sock was forced into his mouth, his tongue was assaulted by days of sweat, dirt, and stench. The athlete thought he was going to vomit. He thrashed and screamed, the saliva from his cries making the taste even stronger and more sour. His tongue was forced down, making him gag on the taste and size of the gag. He was living a nightmare.
“Mmmmmppppphhhgggfffghh,†Jake gagged. Ian used his fingers to force the entire sock into Jake's mouth, making him go cross-eyed with disgust. “Eat it all, be a good little boy,†Ian taunted the captive, his long fingers doing the job of stuffing the boy's mouth. One sock was more than enough to fill Jake's mouth to the brim. Ted had big feet.
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Once the sock was fully lodged in Jake's mouth, Ian pressed his palm firmly against the stuffed mouth of the captive and grabbed the duct tape that Paul had tossed to him a few minutes earlier. He used his teeth to unroll it, and soon the room filled with the characteristic sound of duct tape being unwound.
Jake thrashed and screamed against the gag, but Ian's hand kept the dirty fabric firmly in his mouth. Soon, the hand was replaced by tape over his lips, which struggled uselessly against the nauseating filling. In a matter of seconds, the tape was wrapped around his head. Ian also took the opportunity to wrap tape around Jake's eyes, blinding him and increasing his discomfort even more. When he finished, only Jake's nose, neck, and the hair on the top of his head were visible; everything else was covered in layers of silver duct tape. Ian smoothed the tape against Jake's lips, giving his cheek a few pats.
Jake gagged and coughed, feeling totally humiliated by the whole ordeal. Not only were the taste and smell of his gag horrible, but the sheer humiliation he was enduring was overwhelming. He was being tied up and restrained by a bunch of guys he had no idea who they were. To make matters worse, his captor thought it would be funny to gag him with his brother's dirty sock. The freshman athlete wanted to scream and punch these guys in the face, but the ropes and gag left him completely helpless and at the mercy of his kidnappers. He moaned softly, realizing the gravity of his situation. He felt his limbs bound, his ankles and knees tied together, rendering his toned legs useless. His arms were firmly tied behind his back, wrists and elbows together. He tested his restraints, realizing they were extremely effective. “Mmmmmmmgggppphhh!†he moaned, gagging again on the filling in his mouth
“Fantastic! Job done here, guys,†Ian boasted, patting the captive's head. Paul had also finished tying up Jake, at least enough for transport. “I'm done with my part too. Our little piggy isn't going anywhere without help,†Paul joked, giving Jake's butt a smack, making the young man curse into his gag. Diego was standing, holding his phone, typing on the screen.
“Good job, guys,†he said, pointing the phone's camera at the restrained victim. “Now, let me take some photos of our package. The client is eager.†The athletes stepped away from Jake, and Diego took several photos of Jake tied up, zooming in on his gagged and blindfolded face and all of Paul's rope work.
“Alright, guys, let's move the pretty boy. It's getting late, and we can't risk running into students returning from classes,†the group's leader commented. Sebastian quickly took position, easily hoisting Jake off the mattress and throwing him over his shoulder. The captive athlete squirmed and groaned in discomfort. Paul gave his exposed butt another smack. “Stay still. We haven't even started yet.â€
“Cover him with this!†Doug tossed one of the bed covers to Sebastian. “In case we run into anyone outside,†he suggested. The blanket was large enough, so Paul and Sebastian hid Jake's entire body under the fabric. With that, the athletes made their way to Paul's car.
The Kidnapping II
Sebastian jumped on Jake's torso to pin him down, while Paul quickly grabbed the ankles of the poor, sleepy victim. Jake woke up with a start, letting out indecipherable grunts as he was forcefully pulled from his dreams. The victim struggled and let out a scream.
“Wh-what!?†Jake struggled, still groggy and trying to figure out what was happening. Sebastian was now straddling Jake's back, his heavy weight literally crushing him. The athlete pinned Jake's right arm to the mattress with his knee and firmly gripped the left arm that was flailing from the surprise attack. Jake tried to lift his head to look around, but Sebastian pushed it back down into the pillow, forcing Jake's face down.
“Mmmmmmmmppphhhhhhhhh†Jake grunted, the pillow muffling most of his screams. “Hurry up, idiot, I'm not great at riding the mechanical bull,†Sebastian joked as he felt Jake start to squirm beneath him.
By this point, Paul had already started wrapping ropes around one of the swimmer's bare ankles. Doug came to his aid when one of Jake's kicks nearly hit Paul, who dodged at the last second. “Shit! That could have broken my nose,†Paul cursed. Doug grabbed the free leg and forced it together with the other. Paul began wrapping the remaining rope around Jake's free ankle. In a matter of seconds, Paul had tightly bound Jake's ankles together, but not so tight as to cut off the circulation. Another roll of rope was taken from the bag, this time to tie Jake's legs above the knee.
Jake was now fully awake, but he had no idea what was happening. He felt the hand on top of his head pushing his face into the pillow, preventing him from seeing who his captors were. He could feel his legs being tightly bound. Jake thought it might be some prank by his brother, but he quickly realized it wasn't anyone he knew after hearing two of the athletes speak. He didn't recognize their voices!
Jake had only been at the university for two months, so he didn't know many of the athletes. He mostly hung out with the guys from the swim team and some of Ted's friends. When Jake heard the guy on top of him speak, he knew it wasn't any of his friends or Ted. This realization made him fight harder against his captors, but the guy on top of him was extremely heavy. Jake couldn't move, and his breathing was even restricted by the weight.
Ian entered the room a few seconds later. The action was already underway, but his friends were too busy to notice his late arrival
“I need his arms; I've finished with the legs,†Paul said, pulling another roll of rope from the bag. Sebastian shifted, lifting his weight off Jake but quickly planting his knee and leg in the middle of the victim's back. Diego took over holding the captive's head against the pillow while gripping his right arm. Sebastian held the left arm. Together, they helped Paul bind Jake's wrists behind his back. The swimmer, who hadn't been putting up much of a fight until then, renewed his struggle, now much more enraged. The arm Diego was holding slipped from his grip, and Jake used the opportunity to punch the man above him. The position didn't allow Jake to deliver a full punch, but it was enough to hit the side of his captor's abdomen.
“Motherfucker!!†Sebastian cursed, feeling the pain hit him. He had taken harder punches before, and this one didn't really hurt him, but the surprise of the attack caught him off guard. This made the athlete press his leg harder against Jake's back. “Hold his arms, damn it!†he shouted at Diego. Ian, quickly realizing his absence, rushed to aid his friends. “I'll take care of his head and mouth; help Paul tie the rest,†Ian said, taking position at the head of the bed.
The scene that followed was chaotic: Doug held Jake's already bound legs, which were still kicking wildly. Diego held Jake's arms together while Paul wrapped rope around his wrists. Sebastian used his weight and muscles to keep the captive pinned to the bed. Finally, Ian held Jake's head, pulling his hair to lift his face from the pillow.
“YOU MOTHERFU—MMMPPPHHHHHHH!!†Jake tried to curse his captors before Ian clamped his palm over Jake's protesting mouth. “Shut his damn mouth,†Diego complained. “Paul, pass me the duct tape,†Ian requested. “I'll take care of this foul-mouthed bastard.†Paul had finally finished tying Jake's wrists together, significantly reducing the threat, but he still found it necessary to bind Jake's arms above the elbows. As he pulled another roll of rope from his bag, he also grabbed the tape Ian had requested and tossed it to the athlete. Ian caught the tape and placed it next to the victim's head, and the binding continued.
Ian took advantage of his companions' distraction to grab the sock he had stolen a few minutes earlier, which was still in his pocket. With his hand still firmly covering Jake's mouth, he brought the dirty fabric close to the swimmer's nose. "Sorry, kid, but you're gonna pay for your brother's sins," Ian whispered, his lips pressed against Jake's ear.
It took Jake a few seconds to register the putrid smell of the fabric his captor had forced onto his defenseless nose. As the air hit his nostrils, the boy renewed his struggles with 110% effort. Jake recognized that smell—it was the stench of Ted's feet, especially his days-old foot odor. What the hell was going on, he thought, as he thrashed and screamed into Ian's hand.
Ian took advantage of his companions' distraction to grab the sock he had stolen a few minutes earlier, which was still in his pocket. With his hand still firmly covering Jake's mouth, he brought the dirty fabric close to the swimmer's nose. "Sorry, kid, but you're gonna pay for your brother's sins," Ian whispered, his lips pressed against Jake's ear.
It took Jake a few seconds to register the putrid smell of the fabric his captor had forced onto his defenseless nose. As the air hit his nostrils, the boy renewed his struggles with 110% effort. Jake recognized that smell—it was the stench of Ted's feet, especially his days-old foot odor. What the hell was going on, he thought, as he thrashed and screamed into Ian's hand.
“MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHH!! mmmmmmppphhh!†Jake screamed and grunted, gagging in disgust as more foul, stinky air entered his airways. “What the hell's gotten into him?†Doug questioned, still holding Jake's wildly thrashing legs. If Paul wasn't so good with ropes, they'd be screwed. “I'm almost done with his arms,†Paul commented calmly. “Do your jobs. If the boss finds out we struggled to subdue this little shit, he'll kick our asses himself,†he added.
Sebastian, his ego bruised by the remark, turned into a beast. His veins bulged with the increased blood flow from his anger. “I'm not having trouble holding this little fucker down,†he growled, pressing all his weight into his leg to pin Jake even harder into the mattress. “You're the one taking forever to tie up his tiny body,†he taunted Paul.
“You two, stop acting like children,†Diego intervened, still firmly holding Jake's nearly fully bound arms.
Ian, silently realizing what he had done, decided to finish his plan quickly. Jake tried to turn his head to escape the dirty fabric, but Ian laughed at his struggle, enjoying the moment. Then, Ian removed his hand from Jake's mouth, and in that instant, Jake cursed—or at least tried to. “YOU BASTARDS—MMMMMMmmmmmppphhhggggmmmm!!!†Jake was caught off guard when Ian stuffed the dirty sock into his protesting mouth.
“What's going on over there? Shut his damn mouth!†Diego complained again. “I'm trying,†Ian lied. “The little devil has sharp teeth. But I managed to stuff his mouth.â€
Jake had never experienced anything so awful in his entire life. As soon as the sock was forced into his mouth, his tongue was assaulted by days of sweat, dirt, and stench. The athlete thought he was going to vomit. He thrashed and screamed, the saliva from his cries making the taste even stronger and more sour. His tongue was forced down, making him gag on the taste and size of the gag. He was living a nightmare.
“Mmmmmppppphhhgggfffghh,†Jake gagged. Ian used his fingers to force the entire sock into Jake's mouth, making him go cross-eyed with disgust. “Eat it all, be a good little boy,†Ian taunted the captive, his long fingers doing the job of stuffing the boy's mouth. One sock was more than enough to fill Jake's mouth to the brim. Ted had big feet.
(Ted socks)
Once the sock was fully lodged in Jake's mouth, Ian pressed his palm firmly against the stuffed mouth of the captive and grabbed the duct tape that Paul had tossed to him a few minutes earlier. He used his teeth to unroll it, and soon the room filled with the characteristic sound of duct tape being unwound.
Jake thrashed and screamed against the gag, but Ian's hand kept the dirty fabric firmly in his mouth. Soon, the hand was replaced by tape over his lips, which struggled uselessly against the nauseating filling. In a matter of seconds, the tape was wrapped around his head. Ian also took the opportunity to wrap tape around Jake's eyes, blinding him and increasing his discomfort even more. When he finished, only Jake's nose, neck, and the hair on the top of his head were visible; everything else was covered in layers of silver duct tape. Ian smoothed the tape against Jake's lips, giving his cheek a few pats.
Jake gagged and coughed, feeling totally humiliated by the whole ordeal. Not only were the taste and smell of his gag horrible, but the sheer humiliation he was enduring was overwhelming. He was being tied up and restrained by a bunch of guys he had no idea who they were. To make matters worse, his captor thought it would be funny to gag him with his brother's dirty sock. The freshman athlete wanted to scream and punch these guys in the face, but the ropes and gag left him completely helpless and at the mercy of his kidnappers. He moaned softly, realizing the gravity of his situation. He felt his limbs bound, his ankles and knees tied together, rendering his toned legs useless. His arms were firmly tied behind his back, wrists and elbows together. He tested his restraints, realizing they were extremely effective. “Mmmmmmmgggppphhh!†he moaned, gagging again on the filling in his mouth
“Fantastic! Job done here, guys,†Ian boasted, patting the captive's head. Paul had also finished tying up Jake, at least enough for transport. “I'm done with my part too. Our little piggy isn't going anywhere without help,†Paul joked, giving Jake's butt a smack, making the young man curse into his gag. Diego was standing, holding his phone, typing on the screen.
“Good job, guys,†he said, pointing the phone's camera at the restrained victim. “Now, let me take some photos of our package. The client is eager.†The athletes stepped away from Jake, and Diego took several photos of Jake tied up, zooming in on his gagged and blindfolded face and all of Paul's rope work.
“Alright, guys, let's move the pretty boy. It's getting late, and we can't risk running into students returning from classes,†the group's leader commented. Sebastian quickly took position, easily hoisting Jake off the mattress and throwing him over his shoulder. The captive athlete squirmed and groaned in discomfort. Paul gave his exposed butt another smack. “Stay still. We haven't even started yet.â€
“Cover him with this!†Doug tossed one of the bed covers to Sebastian. “In case we run into anyone outside,†he suggested. The blanket was large enough, so Paul and Sebastian hid Jake's entire body under the fabric. With that, the athletes made their way to Paul's car.
Yes, it's me in the picture. What are you waiting for to tie me up and gag me?
Chapter did not disappoint. Loved that each jock had their job and the descriptions covered each and what they were doing!
Jake knowing whose sock he was smelling made me laugh...scent knowledge
Now Jake is bundled up and heading to who knows where! Looking forward to this continuation
Jake knowing whose sock he was smelling made me laugh...scent knowledge
Now Jake is bundled up and heading to who knows where! Looking forward to this continuation
A great kidnapping! And it's only the beginning! Can't wait to see what happens next!
Looking forward to seeing what happens next dude. Very promising start. And love the images, really a dd a lot to it
Amazing scene! This is how a proper kidnapping should be performed ( more less ): several hunks, lots of rope, extremely sweaty socks to shut the victim's mouth and duct tape to seal the sock in.... Can't wait for the next part, @Tsuhaya !
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bondagefreak
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Finally had a bit of time to sit down and give this tale a proper readthrough. Well done, @Tsuhaya! This is shaping up to be quite the adventure! For Jake and his older stepbrother Ted especially!
I enjoyed the backstory of how Ted is force to be reckoned with and definitely like a good revenge plot, especially one with collateral victims who so happen to be gagged with another guy's socks. Poor Jake. His misfortune is our gain
Looking forward to the next installment, my friend. Cheers!
I enjoyed the backstory of how Ted is force to be reckoned with and definitely like a good revenge plot, especially one with collateral victims who so happen to be gagged with another guy's socks. Poor Jake. His misfortune is our gain
Looking forward to the next installment, my friend. Cheers!
Years of living together can be a punishment or a blessing. It seems like Jake already knows a thing or two about his stepbrother's sockssocjuc wrote: 2 months ago Chapter did not disappoint. Loved that each jock had their job and the descriptions covered each and what they were doing!
Jake knowing whose sock he was smelling made me laugh...scent knowledge
Now Jake is bundled up and heading to who knows where! Looking forward to this continuation
Jake is in real trouble. The next chapter should be out this weekend.gag1195 wrote: 2 months ago A great kidnapping! And it's only the beginning! Can't wait to see what happens next!
Glad you liked the images. I've been learning a few things from @bondagefreakjammer212 wrote: 2 months ago Looking forward to seeing what happens next dude. Very promising start. And love the images, really a dd a lot to it
So happy to see your comment here. You're an inspiration to me on this forum. Let's see if Jake gets used to all the ropes and tapesquirrel wrote: 2 months ago Amazing scene! This is how a proper kidnapping should be performed ( more less ): several hunks, lots of rope, extremely sweaty socks to shut the victim's mouth and duct tape to seal the sock in.... Can't wait for the next part, @Tsuhaya !
Thanks for the comment, buddy! Really happy to see your comment on one of my stories! Jake has a tough road ahead; let's see what the future holds for him and his stepbrother.bondagefreak wrote: 2 months ago Finally had a bit of time to sit down and give this tale a proper readthrough. Well done, @Tsuhaya! This is shaping up to be quite the adventure! For Jake and his older stepbrother Ted especially!
I enjoyed the backstory of how Ted is force to be reckoned with and definitely like a good revenge plot, especially one with collateral victims who so happen to be gagged with another guy's socks. Poor Jake. His misfortune is our gain
Looking forward to the next installment, my friend. Cheers!
*Thanks for all the comments so far! It really means a lot and encourages us writers to keep going. That said, the next chapter is almost finished, so you won't have to wait much longer
Yes, it's me in the picture. What are you waiting for to tie me up and gag me?
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I absolutely love reading this story and the state of the socks for gag are amazing and can’t wait to read next chapter
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I could've sworn I commented here! I like how well you described the kidnapping, the desperate fight back, the realization that he's fucked. Super hot.
Love the story and the interactions you have going on, can’t wait to see where this is going, and what surprises will arise. Great work!