Part 4: Lunch with Family
I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember was an annoyed Justin shaking his head sideways trying to shove my own head away from his. I guess that if you are lying on your side, warm and without much to do the only natural option is to sleep and apparently during said sleep I unconsciously decided that Justin’s head would be a perfect floor.
I quickly mumbled and apology and put my head back on the floor. I quickly understood Justin’s discomfort. During my nap a trail of saliva had managed to escape my gagged mouth and made his way down my chin, right on my friend’s face. Once again, I apologized through my gag; Justin merely rolled his eyes and mumbled what sound like “forget it”
Now that we were awake, the question of what to do next aroused. We tried to tentatively picked up some knots but that soon turn to be fruitless. To be honest we didn’t feel like doing anything productive. It was hot in there, we were covered in sweat (and a little bit of drool), our skins were sticking to each other, we were starving and the ropes were starting to bother me (I could only imagine how Justin might feel having being tied up way longer than I).
I can’t believe I’ll say this, but I was genuinely glad when Kevin finally came back since it meant that our positions would have to change (for better or for worst). “Enjoying your time alone?” he asked grinning. We groaned and wriggled
“Did you learned to get along?” We nodded, eager to get out of that situation
“Prove it! Give each other a hug!” We glared at him and shuffled our arms to show him that it was physically impossible to do that “Excuse, excuses” he sighed “fine I guess I’ll let you go”
He kneeled and start working on our knots, it took him a while but eventually I felt the ropes binding us together loosening until; finally, they came undone and we wasted no time in rolling as far away from each as possible.
While Justin picked up the discarded ropes, we lay on our back enjoying our newfound partial freedom. I looked down at my body, a trail of sweat was running down my reddened chest and several wet patches had formed over my baby-blue boxers (hey were sweat!). To top it off there were red marks around my arms and legs, where the ropes binding me to Justin had been. Justin didn’t seem to fare better. His wet hair was tousled, his hands were turning purple and there were red marks all around his limbs. His hands had been tied in a far more restrictive position than mine and the strain was starting to get him
“Alright kiddo, roll over” said Kevin pushing Justin with his foot. My friend glanced at him but nevertheless rolled over on his belly. To our mutual surprise, Kevin leaned down and started untying Justin’s hands and ankles
“Mmpphh?” Justin asked confused while Kevin removed the remaining ropes from his body
“Don’t get used to this” my brother explained “I’m just giving you a break, thought you might need one” Justin tentatively sat up rubbing his sore wrists “Better?” asked Kevin sympathetically, Justin nodded and showed two thumbs up. If the tape wasn’t preventing it my jaw might have dropped to the ground, never have Kevin showed so much consideration for my well-being!
“Okay Justin, we can do this the easy way or the hard way” added Kevin picking up the ropes “Hold your hands together!” Justin seemed to hesitate for a moment, alternating between glancing at me and at my brother for guidance before finally deciding that it would be in his best interest to cooperate so he held his hands together in front of my brother.
Kevin wrapped the rope several times around his wrists leaving enough slack between them before cinching the loop, creating some sort of rope cuffs for my best friend to wear. Once satisfied with his work on Justin, Kevin turned to me and undid the hogtie. I stretched my legs letting out a long moan of relief and quickly maneuvered on a sitting position waiting for Kevin to untie my legs yet he seemed to preferred helping Justin stand up first (as if he needed it!)
“Come on Alex, let’s go to the kitchen for lunch” said Kevin motioning me to follow them, my only reply was to groan angrily and kick my bound legs against the floor demanding to be untied but unfortunately Kevin choose to understand something else “You want to stay here? Whatever, just keep in mind that I won’t bring you anything to eat ‘till dinner” he grinned, placed his arm over Justin’s shoulder and lead him away. My friend waved at me mockingly and I could have sworn he smirked under the tape.
My first instinct was to remain in my room and save my dignity but soon hunger won over me. After cursing my brother in every way I could think of, I finally started the arduous job of getting to the kitchen. First, in order to stand up, I had to rest my back against my bed and use it as a support to propel myself in a standing position, something easier said than done. I used to little force during my first attempt and fell back on the bed and used to much force in my second attempt making me fall flat on my face. Finally, at the third time I managed to stand up without losing my balance.
Next came the part where I had to hop my away to the kitchen, I slowly made some progress, just one hop at the time until I found my first major roadblock: The staircases. Deciding that hopping down the stairs would be suicide I had to sit on the floor and slowly slide my way down the stairs, by the time I made it to the ground floor I was too tired to bother standing up again, instead I lay on my belly and start crawling towards the kitchen like a worm. The distance I usually would have easily covered in ten steps took me what felt like an hour. Because of the friction, the floor, despite being made of polished wood, was burning my chest, the sweat only made it harder as my skin stuck to the surface and several times I had to adjust my underwear to prevent it from going far too low my legs but finally I made it to the cold tiled floor of the kitchen.
“Glad you could make it” said Kevin while I lay at his feet trying to recover my breath. Justin was sitting on a chair by the table, his ankles had been tied to the legs of the chair and his waist and chest were tied to the back of the chair pinning his arms down, the tape that had been around his mouth was resting over his neck like a collar and the sock stuffed inside it was now lying on the floor.
Kevin grabbed my armpits and help me to sit on another chair where he wasted no time in tying my chest and waist to its back too. Finally, he grabbed the tape from my mouth an effortlessly pulled it down my neck
“Hurts, doesn’t it?” asked Justin as I flinched letting out a soft whimper when the tape pulled my skin and hair, I spat the sock which fell on my lap and instinctively tested my bonds. The ropes had been expertly bound to my torso and where pinning me to the chair, even a simple act as breathing meant that the ropes will strained against my chest digging into my skin.
“Comfy?” Kevin asked ruffling my hair
“Been better” I instinctively tested my bonds, as tight as ever. Justin did the same, writhing and squirming on his place. The ropes tensed and dug in his skin yet they remained as tight as usual
“Where did you learn these knots?” asked Justin examining the ropes binding his wrists
“Practice” said Kevin while taking out a pizza box from the freezer
“Mainly on me” I added. Kevin took out three plates and placed a couple slices of pizza on each of them
“Don’t think so much of yourself” he told me while heating the first plate on the microwave “You are not the only one”
“Let me guess, Lucas is tied up in your room?” I asked raising and eyebrow, Kevin merely smirked and placed the other two plates in front of us
“Mmmm… how exactly are we supposed to eat all tied up?” asked Justin tugging at the ropes around his arms to prove their uselessness
“Like this” I sighed and dug my face in the plate picking the slices of pizza with my teeth and getting half of it all over my face. The pizza was cold and it wasn’t the best way of eating it but I knew it was the best we would get from Kevin
“Are you kidding me?” asked Justin “come on! Just untie my hands!”
“At least...mm…you can… use your hands” I muttered chewing at the cold slice. Justin lifted his hands as far as the ropes would allowed, carefully picked one of the slices and took a small bit of it. Immediately he sneered at it and threw it back at the plate
“It’s cold!” he exclaimed
“So?” asked Kevin placing his plate on the table and taking a bite of his slice (a hot one I may add) “If it’s a problem you can go and heat it on the microwave”
“That’s the point! We can’t!” Justin shouted and violently shook his whole body making the chair tremble
“Then I advise you to shut up and eat or I won’t feed you anymore” once again Justin tried ability to melt brains with his glance, this time on Kevin, and once again he failed. Without other option, Justin reluctantly picked up a slice and started chewing at it.
Of course, Kevin was the first one to finish “Nothing like a good lunch, right?” he asked placing his empty plate in the sink, we groaned and finished our own plates.
“How long do you plan on keeping us” asked Justin
Kevin grabbed his chin pensively “mmm… our parents return Monday morning, right?”
“No way!” We exclaimed at unison
“Yes way, if you have any problem you can untie yourselves”
“I think by now it’s clear we can’t” I pointed
“Then enjoy your weekend” neither Justin nor I were happy with those arrangements. The longest Kevin had tied me up before was all night, never two days! Of course, I’ve been my brother’s victim far too many times to know that resistance was pointless. Justin on the other side still had so much to learn. He started cursing and threatening my brother and angrily struggling, shaking his body and tugging at the bonds. My brother only looked at him as if he was watching a funny video which only seemed to make Justin even angrier. Eventually Kevin seemed to have enough as he picked up a roll of duct tape and start unceremoniously wrapping it around Justin’s lower face
“MMMPPPHHH!” my friend screamed shaking his head in every direction trying to get rid of the gag
“Do I need to gag you too?” asked my brother, I quickly shook my head without saying a word, he finished by wrapping Justin’s hands in tape turning them useless “Good, then be a good boy and wait here while I pick up something from my room”
“Oh don’t worry, not that I can go anywhere”
“Was that talking?” Kevin asked grabbing the roll of tape, I sealed my lips and shook my head again, he chuckled and left the room leaving me and Justin alone.
I have to admit it wasn’t as bad as you might thing, after all I could enjoy the show of Justin trying and failing to escape. The lunch seemed to have gave him his energy back since I haven’t seen him put such a fight since that morning when I was still in charge. My friend kept trying every trick to escape, he tried rubbing his mummified hands against his gag in a useless effort to rip the tape off. He kept pulling his torso away from the chair, flexing his arms, writhing his wrists and twisting his body. I couldn’t help but just smile as he grunted, panted and writhed. Eventually he seemed to ran out of momentum and he collapse don the chair, only held in place by the ropes.
As he recovered his breath he raised his sight and our eyes met “Mmmphh mph mph?”
“Can’t understand you buddy” I said leaning against my own chair
“Mmmpph mmmphh mph mmphh!”
“Still nothing” he rolled his eyes and hanged his head down admitting defeat
Our one-sided conversation was cut short by a loud bang on the kitchen door followed by muffled grunts intertwined with my brother’s apologies. The door finally opened and Kevin walked inside pushing a third victim. His head was covered by a nylon bag and muffled grunts came from under it, his hands were tied behind his back and red rope burns ran across his bare torso. Even though I couldn’t see his face his height and slim complexion confirmed my suspicions about who he was.
Lucas stumbled blindly with Justin and the kitchen table before Kevin finally helped him sit on an empty chair (and by help, I mean pushed him against it) and pulled the hood off. I only needed one look at Lucas to know that he hadn’t been faring better than us. His brown hair was wet and messy and disheveled, his face was shiny, large bags rested under his eyes and his cheeks were bright red.
“Hi Lucas” I said casually, Lucas blinked confused for a moment before glancing at me and letting out an acknowledging grunt.
Kevin sat on the fourth chair and looked at his three prisoners smiling as if we were his new toys “Gentlemen, there is something I want to discuss with you…” I gulped and glanced nervously at him, the smile on his face told me that whatever he wanted to discuss I wouldn’t like.
To be continued...