Stories of Tie Up Games

Part 1 of 10 .....

It had been barely a year since Wayne and Jon Barker had been rescued from the clutches of two bank robbers. The two men had come across the twins at an abandoned hut the boys had frequented on their many excursions into the woods. They had been bound, gagged and blindfolded for almost two days before their parents found them.

Fortunately, the boys had suffered no after effects from their ordeal. Their experience did cause them to become more house bound as this offered them, in their minds, a safer environment than being outside all by themselves.

They were soon to discover that nowhere is completely safe from criminals who wish to do them harm.

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Wayne and Jon were now 17 and were basking in the glory of the company of a number of girlfriends who thought of the boys as both heroes and victims. The boys were permitted to have their friends around to their home or, on occasions, to visit their friends’ homes. They had one rule, i.e. an adult had to be present at all times.

This slightly irked the 17 year old twins as they felt they were being treated like little kids. However, they also understood the reasons behind their parents’ demands.

Alec and Jane Barker were also reticent about leaving their sons alone for any extended period, although business dictated that they still had to do their day-to-day work, attend seminars, visit clients and the like.


Meanwhile, the bank robbers had so far eluded all attempts by the police to find and capture them. They were living a comfortable life, thanks to the proceeds from the bank heist. Even so, the money could last for just so long and greed for more cash took over their rationale for lying low.

The two men – Jimmy Ferguson (the pleasant man) and Hank Clement (the gruff man) – considered another bank job. They believed that the first job was so easy, a second would be similar. Jimmy had more brains than his partner and persuaded Hank that he didn’t want to tempt fate by attempting another heist.

Their thoughts then turned to the two blond boys they had come across a year earlier. They still had their names - Wayne and Jon Barker – and their home address and began formulating a plan to abduct the boys. The news of the boys’ escape from their previous meeting had been splashed across newspapers and television screens, which portrayed the Barker family as wealthy industrialists. Surely they could get a pretty penny from the parents to pay a ransom for the boys if they snatched them.

So, Jimmy and Hank began to plan how best to grab their targets.


They had recently purchased a van with their ill-gotten gains and organised with a screenwriter to have the words ‘Handy Plumbers Co.’ emblazoned on the vehicle. They had been staking out the Barker home for a few weeks and knew when the parents would be at work and when the boys would be home alone. Wayne and Jon had finished school and had not yet secured jobs, so they spent a great deal of time in the house.

The robbers – soon to be kidnappers – realised that the boys, now a year older, would be bigger and stronger than when they last met, so snatching them would be riskier than their previous encounter when the boys simply walked in on them.
The snatch would happen on a Tuesday morning.

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Jimmy and Hank drove their van up to the Barker residence, stopping as close as they could to the front door. In their Handy Plumbers uniforms and carrying plumbers’ bags and equipment, they looked like the genuine deal.

Jimmy pressed the buzzer at the front door, pulling his cap over his eyes to shield him from the camera above the door. Jimmy spoke into the intercom.
“Good morning, we’re from Handy Plumbers and we’ve come to inspect the drains at the back of your house as there’s been a leak down the street. Could you let us in so we can investigate.”

It was Jon who answered. “I don’t know. We’re not supposed to let any strangers into the house.”

Jimmy persisted. “I understand, sir. We’ll only be ten minutes or so while we do our inspection. You wouldn’t want your house to be flooded if a drain burst, would you?”

“Oh, very well. Just wait a minute till I get the keys. Just in and out, right?”

“Thank you, sir. We’ll be as quick as we can.”

Finally the robber/kidnappers strike again with Jon and Wayne the targets of a ransom kidnapping.

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A lot of potential here.

Very exciting.
I wonder do they kidnap the boys individually or together

Kidnapping together is more sensible.

Together, they are twins and do everything together.

Part 2 of 10 ……


The key turned in the lock and, as soon as Jon opened the door, Jimmy and Hank stormed into the house, knocking Jon to the floor. Before he had the chance to realise what had happened, the invaders had turned to boy over and secured his hands behind his back with handcuffs.
“Wha …. What …” was all Jon could utter before he was silenced by a large ball gag thrust into his mouth and strapped tightly behind his head.

“Morning, Jon. Remember us?” Hank teased the boy.

Jon’s bleary eyes indicated that he had just woken up but his eyes almost popped out of his head when he realised he was facing the two men from a year earlier.

“grmmmpph” was all Jon could manage as he tried to shake the straps of the ball gag off his blond hair, which had lengthened since their last meeting.

Jon was hauled to his feet as Hank demanded “Where’s your brother Wayne? In another room? Lead us to him.” Wayne meanwhile had heard the commotion at the front door and came running into the room. “Oh God, not you two again.”

Wayne turned around, intent on bolting away from the fake plumbers, but was stopped mid-stride as Jimmy hollered “Stop where you are Wayne. If you don’t we will hurt your brother. Now come quietly and don’t make any fuss if you know what’s good for you.”

Wayne realised the hopelessness of the situation with his brother in the clutches of the men and did as instructed, with his hands in the air.
“What do you want this time, as if I couldn’t guess. Just don’t hurt Jon.”

Hank turned Wayne around and secured his hands with handcuffs.

"Come on man, dont do this. We had enough of being tied up last time. We don’t want to go through this again.”

“You’re still the talkative one, aren’t you Wayne. I’ll take great delight in stuffing this ball in your mouth and shutting you up, you brat.”

With that, Hank pushed the ball gag as far into Wayne’s mouth as possible and cruelly tightened the straps over his hair behind his head. Wayne coughed and spluttered but he was now silenced.

Jimmy went outside and opened the side door of the van as Hank hustled both boys as quickly as he could before throwing them head first into the van. Leg cuffs were attached to each boy’s legs, making escape impossible.

“We’re going for a long drive boys. I’m sure your parents will want you back but they’re going to have to pay a price.”

As Jon had just woken from slumber when he answered the door, he was barefoot and wearing white cargo shorts which went down to knee level and a red and white striped sleeveless tank top with red trim. His white hair had grown to almost the top of his shoulders and was a little dishevelled as he had not combed it since waking up.

Wayne had been up and about for a while and, from his clothing, appeared ready to go out on a date. He was dressed in his school polo shirt and stylish white jeans which were held in place by a light brown canvas braided belt. The boy wore ankle length white socks and his rather expensive sneakers were basically a beige colour with a white band around the bottom section. The fashionable short sleeved shirt with the school crest emblazoned on his left chest area was basically yellow with large dark green strips from underarm down each side and dark green trims on the collar. Wayne’s mop of white/silver hair was the same length as his brother’s and every strand was combed in place and kept there by a liberal dose of hair spray.

Hank kept watch over the two prisoners who tried to get as comfortable as they could, their eyes their only means of communication. Even that luxury was taken away when dark hoods were placed over their heads and secured around their necks. This was obviously to prevent the boys from knowing where they were headed and noticing landmarks along the way.

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Two hours later, after crossing into another state, Jimmy and Hank reached their destination with their two prisoners. It was a three bedroom home the pair had purchased from the bank proceeds. Pulling into the undercover garage, the ride was over for Wayne and Jon but their future was undetermined, in the hands of their kidnappers.

The leg cuffs were removed, as were the hoods, and the boys were marched into a room where two beds were placed. Wayne and Jon sat on one bed alongside each other and Jimmy addressed them.

“Righto, my blond friends, here’s what going to happen. First, we’re going to take those balls out of your mouths but, if either of you utters one word, I repeat, one word, they go straight back in. Nod if you understand.” Both nodded. Even Wayne knew when he was beaten.

Hank popped the balls out of their mouths and Jimmy continued his address. “You’re going to be our guests for a few days, or at least until your parents come up with the ransom we’re going to demand for your release. We will not hurt you in any way, unless you start screaming for help or try to escape. There are no neighbours for five or six houses either side of us, so your screams will not be heard anyway. You’ll be fed and given toilet breaks but you’ll be restrained by cuffs, rope or tape the rest of the time until your release. Nod if you understand – no words remember.” Both boys nodded

“We’ll send a text message and video to your parents during tomorrow and let them know what we want. Until then, just enjoy our company.” “Now, I want each of you to lie on a bed and we’ll cuff your legs to the bed. No gags, so you can talk amongst yourselves but, remember, any screaming and the balls go back into your mouths.”

The boy’s legs were cuffed together and then cuffed to the bottom railing of the metal beds, so at least they could roll over onto their sides and give their cuffed hands some relief.

Jon was the first to break the ice. “I’m sorry W, this is all my fault. I shouldn’t have let them into our home. They said they were plumbers and …”

Wayne interrupted his brother with “Don’t fret Jonny, you weren’t to know. They probably would have broken in anyway.” “Now, we’re in a sticky situation, aren’t we.”

“Our Mum and Dad are going to be frantic when they get the call tomorrow.” “How much ransom are these guys going to ask for. I hope it’s not too much as we’re not super rich.”

“That’s not our problem, Wayne. I’m sure Dad will raise whatever is asked for. Right now we’ve got to figure out a way to escape these clowns.”

“That’s impossible Jon. Unless you’re Houdini, you wont get out of these handcuffs. Also, you heard the man – any attempt to escape will end up in us being bound and gagged for the remainder of our stay. I don’t want to go through again what we endured last year. Also, those ball gags are gross.”

“Yeah, I hear you but did you also hear the man say we’ll be also tied with ropes and tapes and given toilet breaks. They’ve gotta untie us for the toilet breaks. Maybe there’s a chance there.”

“You’re always the optimist Jon. If we do try something it’s got to be absolutely foolproof. What if we fail. They might tie us up like last time. If they do I’ll freak out.”


The boys engaged in small talk for the next few hours, constantly changing positions to relieve the stress on their wrists and ankles.
Jimmy and Hank returned to the bedroom at six o’clock with the news that the boys will be given some food. The cuffs were released from behind their backs but their hands were immediately cuffed in front. The cuffs securing their legs to the beds was also detached but their ankles were still cuffed. This meant that the boys had to bunnyhop into the eating area, their white hair flopping up and down and in all directions.

Seated at a table each boy was given a burger and a can of Coke, both of which were wolfed down in a trice. “It’s that’s all we’re getting? One lousy burger and a can of Coke! We’re growing boys, you know.” Wayne tried his luck.

“You’re still the motormouth, aren’t you Wayne.” Said Jimmy. “That’s all you’re getting.” “Now, let’s get you guys back to the bedroom and shackled for the night.”

Back in the bedroom the boys’ cuffed legs were again cuffed to the bottom of the bed and their cuffed hands were pulled back over their heads and attached to railings at the top of the beds by a short chain.

“Remember, boys, if we hear any loud noises coming from this room, the ball gags go back in your mouths and you’ll sleep like that.” Hank’s threat was taken seriously by Wayne and Jon.

Amazing story! Jon and Wayne are sooo unlucky to get kidnapped by the same goons again

A great next chapter.

Great story, Jon and Wayne appear to be making being kidnapped and yearly occurance with Wayne always making things worse with his DIARRHEA OF THE MOUTH.

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A great story so far. I get the feeling things are only going to get worse for the boys!

Part 3 of 10 ……

The boys had managed just a few hours sleep and were taken by surprise when they were shaken awake at six o’clock.

“Morning Wayne. Morning Jon. Have a peaceful sleep?” Wayne hated Jimmy’s sarcasm.

The boys were also shocked when Hank took a couple of photos of each of the boys still in their handcuffs and leg cuffs.

“Right, let’s get you boys ready. We’re going to do a video to send to your parents before they totally freak out and call the cops.” The boys were unshackled from the beds but their wrists and ankles remained fettered by the steel restraints.

Ah, some progress, thought Jon. Maybe we’ll be home later today.

Another room had already been prepared for the video shoot with a large white sheet covering one wall from ceiling to floor. Another white sheet was on the floor and a wooden chair was placed strategically close to the wall. Both men wore fully black outfits from their balaclavas to their gloves, shirts and trousers. All this subterfuge was necessary to hide their identities from prying eyes of the police or investigators. Even though Wayne and Jon had seen and could identify the men, they would be long gone before the boys returned home. The sheets were considered necessary to mask the surroundings in which the boys were held captive.

The boys had to hop into the video room where Jimmy explained what was going to happen. The boys received another shock when they saw on the floor numerous coils of rope, rolls of duct tape and the dreaded ball gags.

The men had taken another precaution in regards to their phone as nearly all phones can be traced to a location and its owner. They had recently purchased a state of the art phone which had encryption abilities, making it almost impossible to trace. And, of course, they purchased it under a false name.

“Let’s start with you Jon.” Jimmy then relieved the teenager of his leg cuffs and also released the handcuffs only to immediately cuff Jon’s hands behind his back, this time bringing his hands together. Jon was then seated in the chair and his ankles were bound with strong rope which circled his ankles and cinched. His upper legs were also tied and cinched just above his knees with rope which also made several circuits over his legs and under the chair. Ropes over his chest were looped several times over chest, arms and chair and, finally, over his neck in a Shibari type loop. To complete Jon’s bondage, a long strand of rope was attached to his bound ankles and pulled taut under the chair to find its way to his cuffed hands. The rope was stretched so tight that only the toes of his bare feet could touch the floor.

The last bit was too much for Jon as he screeched ‘Yow! That bloody hurt! It’s too tight. Can you release it a little.”

“Sorry kid, prisoners don’t make demands.” Hank enjoyed the boy’s distress. “If you yell out again I’ll tighten every rope much more.” Jon was silent.

Jimmy intervened with further instructions for Jon. “Here, Jon, I’ve written down what I want you to say when the video starts to roll. Read it and remember it. I want it word perfect and dont put in anything extra that could tip off your folks.” At that point Hank butted in with “Don’t, just don’t mention our names. If you do, I’ll cut your throat in front of your parents.” Hank then produced a large hunting knife which he held close to the boy’s throat. Jon – and Wayne – were taken aback as this was the first time either of their kidnappers had threatened them with any harm.

Jimmy continued “As I was saying, remember what is written here as you will be blindfolded when the video starts.”

Wayne had been silent while his brother was being tied up but could hold his curiosity no longer. “What do you want me to say? And where will I sit? There’s only one chair in here.”

Hank chuckled. “We’ve got something special prepared for you. There’s nothing for you to say as you wont be able to say a word.” Hank grinned broadly as he approached Wayne, uncuffing his legs and also his wrists. Before he had a chance to rub his sore wrists, his arms were yanked behind him by Hank and he was pushed down onto the floor. Before tying his hands, Hank grabbed each of the boy’s hands, bending his fingers and wrapping them with duct tape until all skin has disappeared from view. The, with as much strength as he could muster, Hank circled Wayne’s wrists with half a dozen rope loops to secure his hands palm to palm.

“Ow, ow and ow” complained the poor boy but this brought another laugh from Hank. “Your hands might be hurting but, believe me, I’m just getting started.” Wayne grimaced but kept quiet as further outbursts would just encourage his captor to tie him even more tightly.

Wayne’s arms were pulled together as much as Hank could manage as rope was tied around his forearms as well as his upper body. With his upper body secured, Hank went to work on Wayne’s legs. Ankles first – parallel and wound with rope and cinched, and the rope snaked its way up his legs to tie his upper legs together just above his knees. Next, a rope was attached to his bound wrists, pulled between his legs and wound around his stomach and arms at stomach level, forming a crotch rope.

That was the last straw for Wayne who could hold back no longer. He almost blubbered “You are so cruel man. You get a kick out of this, do you?” Before the boy could utter another word Hank tied a long strand of rope between his bound ankles, bent his legs and attached the rope to the rope around his chest. Although Wayne was flexible for his age, the hogtie was still excruciatingly tight.

Anticipating another spray from his prisoner, Hank grabbed one of the ball gags and pushed it deep into Wayne’s mouth, pulling the straps to the last notch. Just when Wayne thought the worst was over, his sight was taken away from him as Hank blindfolded him with the black duct tape, winding around his head five times.

Jon was watching in horror at what was unfolding as his brother was tied hand and foot, hogtied, hands taped, ball gagged and blindfolded with tape. His own chair bondage seemed tame in comparison. He was brought back to reality when Jimmy approached him.

“Do you remember what you have to say on the video?” “Yes” “That’s good because you’re now going to be blindfolded like your brother.” Tape was wound over his eyes and around his head five times, putting his world into total blackness. What shocked Jon even more was when the other ball gag was pushed into his mouth and strapped behind his head. ‘How am I going to say anything with this ball in my mouth.’ Jon thought.

The sound of the video commencing could be heard by both boys and Jimmy saying “Hello Mr and Mrs Barker. As you can see, we have your boys. We’re sending you a couple of photos of the boys on their beds and this video will show you we mean business when we ask for money to get them back safe and well.” The videophone then focused on the hogtied Wayne struggling on the floor. Hank gave him a kick to show that the boy was still alive and moving. Wayne reacted accordingly.

The phone then focused on Jon with the white sheet in the background. “Your boy has something to say to you.” Said Jimmy, as he unbuckled the ball gag and popped it out of the boy’s mouth.

Jon coughed a couple of times and then realised he had to say the prepared speech. “Hi, Mum and Dad. As you can see, we’ve been kidnapped by these two men. They haven’t hurt us in any way but said they will if you don’t pay the money they ask. They’ve given us food and a toilet break but we’ll be handcuffed or tied up all the time. Please pay the money. Love you. Bye.”

With the video still rolling Jon was again silenced by the ball gag and the video stopped.

A text message was sent to the Barkers, as follows: ‘You now know that we have your two boys. You will pay five hundred thousand dollars to get them back safe and sound. They have been treated well and are unharmed and will remain as such unless you fail to pay the money. You will be sent another message tomorrow with instructions for the delivery of the money – time and location. NO police or private eyes or you will not see your boys alive again.’
With the encryption facility in place, the message, the photos and the video were sent to Jon's phone which was left behind at the Barker residence.

When that business was completed, Jimmy moved to untie Jon and asked Hank to do the same for Wayne. Hank stopped him with “I reckon we should leave them like this for a while, at least until we have our breakfast.” Jimmy agreed.

While the men were gorging themselves on eggs, bacon, toast and coffee, Hank in particular took great delight in watching the teenagers attempting to loosen the ropes which mercilessly circled their bodies. Wayne was thrashing around on the floor as best he could and shaking his head vigorously in a futile attempt to get rid of the blindfold and/or gag. He shouldn’t have had bothered as, after fifteen minutes of wild gyrating, all the ropes held firm and the ball gag and tape blindfold didn’t move an inch. All he succeeded in doing was tightening some of the ropes which had imprisoned him and spilling copious amounts of drool on the white sheet. Wayne also knew that his fashionable shirt and white pants would now be caked in dirt and drool.

Jon also made an equally fruitless attempt to find a weak spot in his bondage by trying to rock the chair from side to side. Even that was unsuccessful as the heavy wooden chair could not be moved. Jon’s attempts to get rid of his gag and blindfold were tempered by the rope around his neck. Any excessive movements may choke him.

Jimmy eventually took pity on the blonds as he first removed the tape around Jon’s eyes and did the same for Wayne. It was obvious from their red eyes that both boys had been crying. They would have screamed when the tape (and hair) was removed had it not been for the gags which silenced them. ‘Why did I let my hair grow so long?’ mused Jon.

Great story. I wonder if the parents will pay the ransom, I guess we'll find out later.

You are a fine writer. I can't wait for the next chapter.

Part 4 of 8 ……


“I know that was a bit extreme and I’m sorry if it caused you any real pain (‘yeah it bloody did’ said Wayne to himself), but we had to send a message to your parents that we were serious. I mean, if they saw you seated at the table with just your hands cuffed in front of you, they may have thought that you were having a whale of a time.”

Jimmy continued “For playing your parts so well, you’re being given a toilet break – one at a time.” “You’re first Jon.”

The ropes around his ankles, legs and body, which had secured the boy to the chair, were released though his hands were still cuffed behind his back. Jon was helped off the chair but shook his head and looked quizzically at his captor.

“Oh, silly me, I almost forgot. You want that ball out of your mouth, do you?” Jon nodded.

“I dont know. It looks really good on you. The black ball shows off your blond hair quite nicely. I think I’ll leave it there.” Jon shook his head violently. He was aghast. “Just joking. Let’s get you unstrapped.”

Jimmy walked with Jon, who still had his hands cuffed behind him, to the bathroom. At the door, his hands were freed, and Jimmy said “OK. Jon. You can take your time to use the toilet, brush your teeth and have a hot shower. There’s no fresh clothes for you, so you’ll have to get back into what you’re wearing.” “I’ll give you the handcuffs and leg cuffs and, when you’ve finished I want you to put on the leg cuffs and cuff your hands in front of you. There’s only one way out of the bathroom and that’s the front door. I’ll be standing outside the door all the time and, if there’s any escape attempt, you’ll be punished. You’ll end up like Wayne – tied up and hogtied – and I’ll let Hank do it. Understand?” Jon nodded and entered the bathroom.

It took Jon almost half an hour to finish his bathroom duties and, when he returned to the ‘video’ room, Hank set about freeing Wayne from all the ropes and the tape which had encompassed his hands. The boy’s legs were a bit wobbly as Hank hauled him to his feet. Hank obviously had a dislike for Wayne and showed it by leaving the ball gag in place. When Wayne went to unstrap the gag, Hank slapped his hands down with “No, no. That stays where it is. You just talk too much. You can take it off when we get to the bathroom.” Wayne hung his head in defeat.

Wayne also took around thirty minutes to freshen up, and walked down to the kitchen in leg cuffs and hands cuffed in front of him, and dangling the ball gag. His shirt and pants were the worse for wear, crinkled and dirty.

The boys had the same meal as the men, i.e. eggs and bacon on toast and a cup of coffee. At least the men were looking after them quite well, apart from the bondage for the video shoot.

Wayne took a chance by asking the men “Can you tell us what you told our parents in the text message? We’d like to know.”

Jimmy replied “Just a brief outline. We’ve given them the amount of the ransom and told them we will give them more instructions tomorrow.”

“When will the ramson money be paid?” queried Jon.

“Dont know, boys. Tomorrow, the day after or next week sometime. It’s really up to your parents, so you’re going to be our guests until it’s paid.” “Now, let’s get you back to the bedroom where your leg cuffs will be shackled to the beds but your handcuffs will stay in place. Remember, if there’s any loud noises the gags will go back. I know you love them, dont you?”

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Back in the bedroom Wayne and Jon discussed how they could resolve the predicament they now found themselves in. Instead of being released soon, they could be held captive for another two or three days, maybe even longer. That is assuming their parents could raise whatever money the kidnappers were demanding.

Wayne broke the ice with “Jonny, we could be stuck here for maybe a week or more. We’ve got to try to get out of here.”

“Wayne, we thought we could bust out when we went to the bathroom, but that’s virtually impossible. We’re handcuffed most of the time and, even if we could bolt it’d only be one of us. So that’s out of the question.”

“Hey, what about this Jon. When we go for a meal, we dont normally have the cuffs on our legs, just the handcuffs. Maybe we could ask them to take our handcuffs off so we could eat properly. If we could distract Jimmy somehow maybe we could make a run for it, We can outrun Hank. He couldn’t run out of sight on a dark night.”

“It’s possible I suppose. I’ll think about it.” “On another matter, something I’ve been thinking about for a while. In the kidnapping movies I’ve seen, the kidnappers hide their faces from their victim and they dont use their real names. I mean, we saw their faces a year ago and again this time, and they’ve willingly told us their names.” “Maybe they dont plan on letting us go when they’ve got the money and maybe they plan to kill us. You saw that knife that Hank had.”

“Yeah, you could be right I suppose. If you are, that’s even more reason why we have to put our escape plan into action. Tonight. When we have the evening meal.”

Lunch was taken at 12.30 without any incident though the boys were looking for any opening they could exploit at dinner time. They surmised that they could throw a cup of hot coffee at Jimmy and, while Hank was tending to him, they would make a bolt for the front door. They night still be handcuffed but, as long as they were free of the leg cuffs, two 17 year olds could easily outrun the lumbering Hank. It sounded foolproof.

Another five or so hours in the bedroom, cuffed to the beds by their legs, the boys went over their plan bit by bit. They first had to persuade the men to unlock their leg cuffs. They felt a bit sorry that Jimmy had to be the target of scalding coffee in his face as he had treated both boys well. Still, it had to be done. Given the chance, they would also push Hank over to give them a head start. Then, a dash for the front door, run outside and look for a saviour in one of the nearby houses. Freedom.

It sounded so simple, but would it work?

Part 5 of 8 ……


When dinnertime came around the men unlocked the boys from their beds but kept the leg cuffs on, forcing the boys to hop into the kitchen. With hands and legs still cuffed, their escape plan was sunk.

Seated at the table, the boys were treated to a couple of hot pies and even an ice cream treat. Wayne sprung into action, thinking this could be their last chance. “Hey, man, do you reckon you could get these irons off our legs. They’re starting to chafe and we might get an infection from the wound.”

Jimmy inspected each boy’s legs and, sure enough, there was some minor scratches where the leg cuffs had scraped against their legs. “OK, just a moment.” Said Jimmy as he freed both boys of their leg cuffs.

Meanwhile, Hank had given each boy a cup of coffee and this was their opportunity to put their plan into action. Jon threw the coffee straight into Jimmy’s face and Wayne aimed at Hank but missed the target. “Ah, sh..., I cant see. Help me Hank.” Screamed Jimmy.

Even though they were still handcuffed, Wayne and Jon made a dash for the front door as fast as their legs could carry them. Wayne was first at the door but couldn’t open it at the first attempt. Another go and it opened and Wayne was out into the night in a flash, with Jon hot on his heels.

It was dark outside but what confronted the blond teenagers set them back on their heels.

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The men had said that there were houses either side of their house, but that was not the case. They were in the middle of a wooded area with bushes and trees in every direction as far as the eye could see.

“Now what do we do?” said Jon. “Where do we go.”

“We better split up and go in different directions. That way we might find someone who could help us.”

The sound of the two men storming out the door panicked the boys and one veered left and the other right. Jon was at a huge disadvantage as he was still barefooted whereas Wayne had sneakers on. Jon became disoriented as he had to look at the ground to ensure that his bare feet didn’t make contact with any brambles or anything else which might damage his feet. In his blind haste Jon tripped over a log and fell face down into the ground, temporarily stunning in. He just lay there, hoping that he would not be seen. He heard the men tramping through the undergrowth and saw two beams of light from the torches the men were carrying.

Their footsteps were getting closer and closer and then Hank yelled “I’ve got one of them. He’s on the ground.” as the torchlight blinded the teenager.

Jon was hauled to his feet by Hank. “It’s a shame for you that you didn’t have brown or black hair as it’s easy to see your white hair, even in the dark.”

Hank grabbed Jon’s blond locks and, with one enormous arm, pulled the boy’s head under his armpit, almost smothering the boy. “Hey, kid” Hank hollered at the top of his voice. “I’ve got your brother. If you dont give yourself up by the time I count to three, I’ll slit his throat.” Hank started counting “One ... two ... thre ..”

“All right, all right, I give up. Just dont hurt Jon.” Wayne called out from a distance.

Hank still had Jon under his armpit and grabbed Wayne by his hair, dragging both boys back into the house. Their freedom had lasted just five minutes as they were tossed onto the floor, both landing with a thump. Jimmy was there to greet them, still trying to wipe the coffee out of his reddened eyes.

“You stupid, stupid boys. What did that achieve, eh?” Jimmy was furious. “We’ve treated you well, given you food and this is how you thank us. Well, no more mister nice guy. You’re now both going to be tied up and gagged for the rest of your time here, however long that may be.”

Jon tried to reason with the man “We had to make an escape attempt as we reckoned you’re going to kill us when you get the ransom money. Are we wrong?”

“Yes, you are dead wrong, young fella, although Hank might now have second thoughts. The plan all along was to release you, unharmed, as soon as we get the money and make our getaway. That still remains the case, but it seems that we cant trust you anymore, so you will be punished.”

The boys were dragged by their cuffed hands out of the house and into a barn at the back. Once there their handcuffs were removed and they were ordered to strip down to their briefs. The boys obeyed without question as the men were not to be trifled with considering their demeanour.

The men had brought some thick rope with them, rope that they had not used previously. First, the rope was tied around each boy’s wrists (in front of them) with hands palm to palm. It circled their wrists ten times and knotted every couple of revolutions. Likewise, their ankles were also bound by the hemp rope and more loops just above their knees completed the job. The ball gags which the boys so detested again found their way into the boys’ mouths and were strapped cruelly behind their heads.

The boys were quizzical as to how this was to be their punishment, but were soon to find out as another strand of rope was passed between their bound wrists and thrown over some rafters high above them. The men tugged on the overhead ropes, pulling them as taut as possible so that the boys were standing just on their tiptoes.

The punishment became apparent when Jimmy asked “Are you boys ticklish?”

Without waiting for a reply Jimmy and Hank took turns on tickling the armpits of both Wayne and Jon in ten minute bursts. With no way to protect their armpits, the boys went into hysterics, bucking and squirming as the men’s fingers dug deep into their flesh. This had the effect of putting extra strain on their arms and often lifted them off the ground so that they were swirling around like some type of wind chime.

The ball gags limited their laughter to mere whimpers but their eyes issued a torrent of tears as the tickling continued. After thirty minutes the men ceased their assault on the helpless teenagers, leaving them to dangle from the rafters. Both Wayne and Jon hung their heads, totally exhausted from the incessant tickling.

“Looks like you enjoyed that, hey boys? I heard a little bit of laughter. Would you like some more?” taunted Jimmy. Each boy tried their best to draw away from the men, though he didn’t follow through with his threat.

“That’s the first part of your punishment, my young friends. You’ll stay the night here in the barn and we’ll try something different tomorrow. Call out if you need anything. Night, night.”

Jimmy’s sarcasm was getting on the boys’ nerves.

Wayne and Jon are never going to get out of there and will probably be kidnapped by another group next year.

it seem jon and wayne gonne be spanked... if the kidnappers wanna show who is the boss they must to do...

well... it was jimmy and hank fault because they left kiddos can speak between them

Part 6 of 8 ……

Jimmy came into the barn at seven the next morning and released the boys from their torturous bondage by untying the rope from the rafters. The boys slumped on the ground, wholly exhausted from their ordeal. Judging by their reddish and bleary eyes they endured a sleepless night. Their arms and shoulders showed the effects of hanging from the rafters all night. Their ankles were untied and they were marched back into the house into the bedroom. Weak from exhaustion, Wayne stumbled a few times before he reached the bedroom.

“Part two of your punishment begins now and, after the prank you pulled last evening, there will be no breakfast for you this morning.”
Both boys were anxious to get rid of the ball gags which had now almost become a part of them, but Jimmy’s sour mood from last night hadn’t improved, so the gags stayed where they were.

Hank came into the room to help Jimmy with the next phase of the boys’ punishment. The thick rope which was used to hoist the boys towards the rafters was discarded but their hands were immediately wrenched behind their backs and tied, palm to palm, with thin cords. Cords were also tied around their ankles. Rope around their arms and chests forced the two together. The boys submitted meekly to their new bondage as they were too exhausted to resist.

Still dressed only in their briefs, the boys were made to stand as shiny, sticky black duct tape was applied. It started at shoulder level and was wound around their bodies all the way to their feet. The tape stuck easily to their bare skin and even over their briefs. They were being mummified!

The ball gags were unstrapped and taken out of their mouths and each boy was given a drink of water, though most spilled onto their taped forms. To complete the job, tape was also wound over their eyes and around their heads multiple times. The boys were then laid on their backs on the beds. Jon was brave enough to ask how long they would be taped up and Hank replied “The rest of the day or perhaps forever.”

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At nine o’clock another encrypted message was sent to the parents with the following directions. ‘You will place the $500,000 in two suitcases, $250,000 in each. You will the drive your car, with the money, to Atlas Road. There is a pit stop along the road exactly five miles from the intersection with Route 36. You will be at that location, with the money, at eight o’clock this evening. You will turn your car lights off and you will also remove the front left tyre of your car from its bearings and lay it on the ground. At precisely 8.10 a van, with no lights, will pull alongside your vehicle with the side door open. You will throw the two suitcases into the van. If there is any deviation from these instructions, your boys’ lives will be forfeited. An envelope will be passed to you with directions for you to follow to collect the boys. Reply to this message with ‘Y’ if you have the money and understand the instructions. If there is no reply, the boys’ lives will be forfeited. There will be no further communications. Our phone is encrypted and will be destroyed once the transaction is completed.’

The men believed they had covered all bases and the handover of the money would be completed without a hitch. They had even spray painted their van a pale blue colour and removed all traces of the Handy Plumbers logos.

The men waited with baited breath for a reply from the Barkers. It arrived an hour later with just one letter – Y. The plan was working, now they had to put it into operation.

After receiving the message Jimmy went into the bedroom to deliver the news to the two boys. “Good news, fellas. It looks like you’ll be going home tonight. For the moment though you’re going to stay in your tape cocoons. We don’t want to lose you when we’re so close.” “I’ll come back in a few hours and get you ready for your journey.”

Wayne and Jon discussed their good tidings when Jimmy had exited the room. “That’s great” said Jon. “But I still wont be happy until we’re in the arms of Mum and Dad. There’s still time for the men to do away with us.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean, but we’ve gotta think positively. Anyway, how are feeling right now Jonny, after last night’s episode.”

“A little stiff and sore from hanging all night. Right now I’m feeling a little closed in by all this tape.”

“Funny, yeah, good joke. At least you haven’t lost your sense of humour. Let’s begin the countdown to our release, say 14 hours from now.”

“How the hell are we going to do that? We’re blindfolded, if you didn’t know, and I’m not counting down from a million to one.”

Wayne and John spent another five hours wrapped from head to toe in the unbreakable black duct tape. They were becoming more heated and clammier as time wore on. It was huge relief when both men entered the bedroom and began to cut the tape from their bodies. The tape had lost some of its stickiness so its removal didn’t cause either boy any undue pain. All tape from their shoulders to their shorts was removed though their hands and upper bodies were still tied with ropes.

The ropes were also disposed of but, before the boys had a chance to stretch their aching arms, handcuffs were slapped on each boy with hands still behind their back. The tape which had acted as a blindfold was also stripped away, leaving their hair flopping in all directions. The remaining tape around their legs and feet was then cut which allowed their legs to resume normal circulation. The rope cuffs around their ankles were also removed but replaced by the steel leg cuffs with which they had become familiar. The men were taking no chances of the boys running away a second time.

“We both need to go for a pee. Can you let us do that mister.” Wayne was now very polite.

“Sorry, but you’re going to have hold out until dinner time.” Jimmy was still in a foul mood. “You’re having an early meal, at five o’clock, as we’ve got to get you prepared for the journey home.”

“What do you mean ‘prepared’ ” queried Jon.

“You’re both going to be heavily tied with ropes. Hands, feet, legs, arms – the whole lot. You’ll also be gagged and blindfolded. We’re so close now, we don’t want you scarpering before we collect the money. Your parents can untie you when they collect you.”

Ah ha Wayne and Jon's are going to be specially tied up as 'Coming home Presents ' for their parents.

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Part 7 of 8 ……

Hopping into the kitchen just before five, both Wayne and Jon were excited with anticipation at the impending release. They could bear another short period of being tied up if it meant that their kidnapping ordeal was coming to an end.

Sitting down at the kitchen table just before five, the boys were treated to two burgers each plus a can of Coke. The handcuffs were taken off but their hands were again brought in front of them and the cuffs were reapplied. The burgers were woofed down hurriedly, as was the Coke. They couldn’t wait until they tasted their mother’s wonderful home cooking again.

The boys were allowed to dress themselves with their own clothes which had been discarded the previous day.

The men took their time trussing up both Wayne and Jon. Rope cuffs were applied to their wrists with hands behind their backs, cinched and tightened. Their forearms were as close together as possible with rope cuffs above their elbows and their arms were crushed against their bodies by five or so feet of thick rope which intertwined their upper bodies many times.

The legs were next with ropes around their ankles, legs below and above the knees, all of which were also tightened and cinched. The gags and blindfolds were left to last. The men obviously didn’t want to part with their precious ball gags so each boy’s mouth was packed with rags and a cloth was tied over the rags and knotted behind their heads. The blindfolds were similarly applied with a long piece of cloth winding its way twice around each boy’s eyes and blond hair before it was knotted tightly behind their heads. It was in some ways a relief for both Wayne and Jon that cloths were used to gag and blindfold them rather than the hated ball gags and duct tape.

With both Wayne and Jon tied up to the men’s satisfaction, they were carried out of the house and dumped into the van. They were so close to freedom, though Jon still had the horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach that Hank was going to use his knife and kill both him and his brother.

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The men left home at 6.30 so they would have plenty of time to stash the boys and prepare for the rendezvous with their parents. They were taking every precaution. Their van had been freshly repainted and the ninety minute drive along Route 36 was largely uneventful. That is apart from their two tied up hostages rolling around in the van.

They turned into their meeting place, Atlas Road, and drove for another twenty minutes when they stopped and turned off the car lights.

Wayne was hauled out of the van and carried into the bush several feet away from the road. He was then put upright against a large tree and tied to the tree at his ankles, legs and chest. Wayne was powerless to resist and even his faint yells into his gag didn’t carry very far.

Jon was still in the van but, instead of also being taken out, the van drove away. It went further down Atlas Road for five minutes when it eventually came to a halt. Jon was pulled from the van and carried into the bushes to suffer the same fate as his brother. He was secured to the trunk of a tree with half a dozen ropes and left there as the men drove away.

The van was then driven, with lights still turned off, further down Atlas Road and pulled off the road onto the verge at a spot a few hundred feet from the agreed meeting place. They had a vantage point where they could observe the Barkers’ vehicle pulling into the pitstop where the handover of the money was to occur. It was now a quarter to eight.

At a few minutes before eight they observed a white sedan pull into the pitstop. A man exited the vehicle and began to take off his car’s front left tyre. It was all going to plan for the kidnappers.

At precisely eight o’clock the men drove their van and stopped alongside the sedan. The side door of the van was open and the man threw two suitcases into the van, as instructed. Mr Barker was then given an envelope which contained directions to the location of his sons. Jimmy waited briefly while Hank opened each suitcase to inspect the contents. After getting a thumbs up from Hank, Jimmy revved the engine and the van sped off into the darkness.

Jimmy and Hank were laughing uncontrollably, giving each other hi-fives. Their plan had worked to perfection. All they had to do now was to return home, pack a few belongings and drive to the airport where they would board a plane and fly off into the sunset for a new life in the Caribbean.

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Meanwhile, Mr Barker set about reattaching his front wheel and viewing the contents of the envelope he had been given by the kidnappers. The note simply said that he would find his sons, tied to trees, at a spot about a mile from the pitstop on the right hand side of the road. His task would not be easy as the road was lined with dozens of trees.

Watching his speedometer closely, the father stopped his car at exactly one mile from the pitstop. Taking a torch, Mr Barker started the arduous task of tramping through the woods in an attempt to locate his sons. He thought that the boys would call out to him when they heard a car pull up, not knowing that they were heavily gagged and also blindfolded. Waving his torch from side to side, he walked south about half a mile, then back to the starting point and then north for half a mile.

He was looking for something white, i.e. his boys’ white hair.

Nothing.

I sure hope Wayne and Jon are comfortable tied to their respective trees til found.

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Part 8 of 8 ……

Mr Barker called out Wayne and Jon’s names as loud as he could in the hope that the boys would reply, thereby making it easier to locate them. No answer.

Jon had heard the car pull up and then footsteps of someone crashing through the undergrowth. He tried desperately to yell out to his father but the cloth gag made him almost mute. Jon was also lashed to the tree so tightly that he could not rustle the bushes to make a sound to tell his rescuer where he was.

Mr Barker was getting more desperate and angrier by the second as he directed a swathe of curses at the kidnappers, thinking that they may have given him a bum steer. ‘If they have hurt or killed my boys I’ll …..’ Mr Barker muttered to himself.

Resuming his search, the father walked deeper into the bushes, again waving his torch from side to side. Another five minutes passed when his torchlight picked up a white object in its sweep. Glory be, it was his boys! Rushing towards the boy, his father realised that he had come across Jon. The boy’s gag and blindfold were torn from his face in a matter of milliseconds. The reunion brought a flood of tears from both father and son.

“Oh boy, am I glad to see you Dad.” Mr Barker hugged his son through the ropes, sobbing profusely. “Love you Jonny. I’m so glad you’re OK.”

“Yeah, love you too Dad but would you mind terribly if you could get rid of these ropes.”

Fumbling in the dark, it took his father a good ten minutes to locate all the knots and fully release Jon. Whilst tugging at the ropes Mr Barker said to Jon “I haven’t found Wayne yet so we better get going and try to locate him.”

“You haven’t found Wayne ‘cause he’s not here. He’s somewhere down the road. I don’t know exactly where.”

“The bastards. They didn’t tell me that and there was no mention of it in the note they gave me. Can you guess where Wayne might be?”

“Well, I reckon we drove for about five minutes after they took Wayne out of the van. I think he’s probably also tied to a tree but I know that he’s also on the right hand side of the road.”

Back in the sedan, Mr Barker drove down the road for five minutes and stopped the vehicle. It had now become overcast and was beginning to rain. This would make it more difficult to pick out Wayne’s white hair. Mr Barker and Jon now both had torches and began to coordinate a plan.

“You go left Jonny and I’ll go right. Start with the trees closer to the road and then work ourselves into the bush. That way we can cover more ground. Holler when you find him and I’ll do the same.”

Jon’s bare feet were now cut and bruised but he felt no pain as his focus was purely on finding his brother.

Wayne was soaked to the skin as the rain was getting heavier. His hopes of rescue were low, in his mind. ‘If I don’t die of starvation or get eaten by a bear, I’ll die from pneumonia’ thought the teenager.

Just like his search for Jon, the tramping through the bushes brought no results. Jon also came up empty handed. When they met after fifteen minutes of fruitless searching, both were left scratching their heads. “What are we doing wrong Jon? We’ve covered a mile either side of where we started and there’s no sign of your brother. Are you absolutely certain he was taken to the right hand side of the road?”

“Yeah, definitely. Well, almost certain. Maybe. I don’t know Dad. I was blindfolded and didn’t know what was happening. I love my brother and I want to find him. I’m sorry.” Jon burst into tears.

“That’s OK son. You’ve been through a traumatic period and your brain’s probably a little scrambled right now. We are going to find Wayne, then we’re all going home and you can both have a hot shower and a sleep in you own beds.”

More hugs between father and son.

“Jon, you go back to the right hand side and go a bit deeper into the bushes. I’ll have a look around on the left hand side. Let’s go.”

With renewed enthusiasm and hope after his father’s words, Jon trudged back into the thickets to find his brother. Some people say that twins have a telepathic ability to read each other’s thoughts. How he wished that were true.

Miracles do happen and just a few minutes had elapsed when Jon came across a soaked and bedraggled figure tied to a tree. It was Wayne!!

Jon started to unknot the ropes which fastened Wayne to the tree but his brother shook his head and grunted into his gag. “Oh, sorry, bro. I should have gotten rid of the gag and blindfold first. There, how’s that?”

“Wow, a whole lot better. You’re my saviour Jonny.” “Hey, where’s Dad?”

“Oh sheesh, I forgot. He’s searching the other side of the road.”

“Dad, I found Wayne” Jon screamed at the top of his voice.

Mr Barker came crashing through the undergrowth at lightning speed and clasped Wayne to his chest. There were more tears of joy, now from both boys and father.

When all the ropes had been dropped down Jon embraced his brother and, even though neither was gay, gave him a huge kiss on the lips for the first time in their lives. They then walked back to their father’s car embracing each other. Wayne, Jon and Alec Barker now reunited, they entered the sedan and Mr Barker drove home.

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Jane Barker had remained at the Barker residence but a text message from her husband that her sons were safe and well and on their way home soothed her anxiety. When the sedan pulled into the underground carpark, Wayne and Jon jumped out and made a mad dash towards their mother. They almost knocked her down in their haste as all three wrapped their arms around each other.

Once inside the boys were given a cup of delicious soup, had a hot shower and fell down onto their own beds and were asleep almost before their heads hit the pillows. All the talk and explanations could wait until the morning.

At breakfast the next morning all four Barkers were all tucking into the food whilst, at the same time, watching the local news on the morning show. Wayne and Jon sat bolt upright when a news bulletin was flashed onto the screen.

‘The police have reported that an accident occurred on Atlas Road late last evening when a light blue van smashed head on into a lorry. It is believed the van was being driven without any lights and the two occupants of the van were killed instantly. They have yet to be identified. Investigators also discovered in the van two suitcases which were untouched by the impact but were full of bundles of money totalling almost half a million dollars. Anyone with any information about the two deceased males, and the money, is urged to contact the authorities immediately.’

Wayne and Jon knew exactly who the men were – Jimmy and Hank. Despite their ordeal, they felt a touch of sadness that their kidnappers had met their fate in such a gruesome manner. The money, of course, was the ransom for their release.

All that was left of this saga was for the twins and their father to go to the police with their story, Mr Barker would be reclaim all his money and they could all live happily ever after.

THE END

Great story, and now we wait till next year to see if Jon and Wayne get kidnapped again by a new pair of kidnappers!!!

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damm!!!

karma is a bitch and jimmy and hank suffered it