Chapter 41 - Two prisoners
“Yeah, I’m all for it, man, but first we need to give our little prisoner here another medicine.†Mr. Millburn said as he put his gloved palm on my shoulder.
“Another one? But he took one an hour ago…†Mr. Parker said.
“I know, I’m a medic, remember? The kid got antibiotic and, unfortunately, it’s a double edged weapon; it kills the bad and good bacteria alike. So to help him fully recover quickly he needs some probiotic, too. Take the tape off his mouth and I’ll get it.â€
Mr. Millburn left the gym room and Mr. Parker passed Shawn to his father, who immediately wrapped his super muscular arm around his torso, pressed him against his wide chest and clamped his leather clad hand over his son’s already taped mouth. The kid grunted a little bit but he didn’t seem to be angry. In the meantime our host began unwrapping the sticky tape from my lower face. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I had a feeling that he was a little more brutal than usual. I didn’t mind that and I actually liked it. Mr. Parker removed my gag and immediately put his gloved palm over my mouth; apparently he and his army buddies intended to keep me and Shawn silenced for the day. And again: I had absolutely nothing against it. I moaned into the leather clad hand for a while, but my captor just tightened his grip and chuckled at my pathetic whimpers.
“Now that we have two prisoners around we need to double our efforts to keep them restrained and quiet. They could plot against us and I don’t think we can take that risk…†Mr. Parker said with a huge smile on his handsome face.
“Absolutely, man! Fortunately I came prepared and I have tons of rope in the trunk. I’ll get it later.â€
“Yeah, I agree with you guys. But first, our little prisoner must drink this, so remove your hand from his mouth for a moment.†Mr. Millburn said as he returned with a glass filled with some liquid.
“Sure, man!â€
Mr. Parker let go of my mouth, but he immediately grabbed my chin and held my head in place. Mr. Millburn held the glass to my mouth and ordered me to drink everything. It wasn’t easy to do it with my head immobilized but, with a little help from the soldiers, I managed to gulp the liquid down. It tasted terribly, but I didn’t dare to complain; after all I trusted the hunks and knew they had my best interest at hearts. The moment I emptied the glass Mr. Parker clamped his huge gloved palm over my mouth again; Mr. Millburn didn’t say anything to that. He left the room again to put the glass in the sink and when he came back he grabbed the roll of tape. He unwound some and told his buddy to hold my head still; in a few seconds I felt the sticky tape being plastered over my mouth and then wrapped extremely tightly around my head precisely ten times.
“There, that should keep you quiet, prisoner.†Mr. Millburn said when he tore the tape off.
“Why didn’t you stuff anything into his mouth? My boy is doing a good job washing my socks right, now…†Mr. Bolton asked and his son grunted something into his gag.
“We can’t. His adenoids are enlarged and his throat is all read, so we need to give it some time to heal. Socks or underwear would just make it worse.â€
“I see… All right, let’s make my boy comfortable. We need to talk for a while and then we can do some serious work out, guys!â€
“Comfortable, you say? I know just the way to do that…†Mr. Parker said.
He dashed somewhere and returned with another kitchen chair in his hands. He placed it right next to mine and winked at me when he spotted that I was looking at him. I tried to smile under my gag, but I had no idea if he understood that. But it didn’t matter; the three giant hunks made Shawn sit in the chair and they started fastening him to it. I watched them wrap miles of rope around his torso, arms and legs; his whole body seemed to be covered in ropes by the time they finished. The guys worked in silence, they were very methodical and accurate; all the knots they cinched were far beyond the rich of the kid. After what seemed like a fifteen minutes they stepped back to admire their work. Judging by the sight I had in front of my eyes, Shawn was completely helpless and had no chance to get out of those bonds without help. The guys must have thought the same thing; they nodded in silence and Mr. Bolton grabbed the tape and wrapped several more layers on his son’s lower face.
“I know that wasn’t necessary, but it was fun to do it.†He said as he tore the tape off and smoothed the loose end on the kid’s cheek.
“Yeah, I bet it was!†Mr. Parker said and sat on the exercise bench.
“All right, what did you want to talk about?†Mr. Millburn asked.
“I got in touch with Bruce, guys. He said he would be ready by Thursday, so I guess we could leave on Wednesday. Will the kid be all right by then?†Mr. Bolton asked pointing at me with his head.
“Hard to tell… But I’ll do my best. If we keep him warm, let him rest and make him take the medicine, there is a good chance he would be able to go in two days. Of course he needs to take the antibiotics for at least five days, but that won’t be a problem.†Mr. Millburn replied with a smile on his face.
“And where exactly are we supposed to meet with Bruce?â€
“I don’t know, Jack… But he told me he would write me a message with more details soon.â€
“In other words, we need to get packed tomorrow. All right, fine by me.†Mr. Parker said.
“Yeah, I’m fine with the plan, too.†Mr. Millburn added.
Shawn and I could do nothing but listen. We were both grunting into our gags, but the three giant hunks ignored us completely. I was getting all sweaty under the swooshing puffer jackets and I wanted out, but nothing of that sort happened. The army men cast me and my fellow prisoner a quick glance and then took off their leather gloves. Mr. Parker and Mr. Millburn came to me and put theirs on my thighs, dangerously close to my crotch and Mr. Bolton put his into his son’s hands and told him to hold them. Now that everything was ready the guys could start their workout…
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