RaNsOm (mm/m) Part 2 Posted

[Krashnamsa]

First day of winter holidays, Like all holidays, my family and I , We were traveling somewhere in Europe to spend a week, this time I was not going to travel with them , I was going to be alone in our house, let's say my family was in a fairly well-off economic position , My father owned a prestigious construction company, my mother was one of the most wealthy people in the country , because my grandfather owned a television network, I was basically a rich kid
The moment I was waiting for had finally arrived, my parents were going to go to Switzerland
to ski, I am a boy of about 17 years old so they agreed to leave me alone at home this time, I said goodbye to my parents and my little brother, my fantasy was fulfilled was alone in my house for a week that could go wrong?
had thought about inviting a friend to stay for that first day alone, but I did not feel like it, My house was a great place, it was a bit out of everything it was a place on the outskirts of the city, I remember it was one of the most frozen winters that I had whipped my city was a cold and frozen winter, so the first thing I did was lie down on the couch When I managed to wake up it was already late so I decided cook something , Despite being millionaires in that house I had left, we did not have people who worked for us, not even guards, so at first my family refused to let me stay alone in that house , Although I did not give much importance to the matter that could happen to me? I was the son of one of the richest families, nobody could touch me, but I was wrong Taking up the previous topic after waking up I took some time to cook dinner, while cooking I turned on the TV in the kitchen and had heard that the kidnappings had increased in cup, although I did not give much importance to the matter , When I finished eating I cleaned my dishes and went to take a shower I put on my pajamas (A gray sweatshirt, some black adidas pants), as I did not find a pair of clean socks I decided to be barefoot (I hated being barefoot) ,
I hated to feel the coldness of the floor on the bottom of my feet so I decided to put on my flip flops. I decided to go to bed because the next day I needed to wake up relatively early , so I sent a message to my mother that I was going to sleep early that if she sent me a message and she did not answer, she would not worry about going to sleep, so I went to bed and lay on my bed



In a moment I could feel a weight on my head, my eyes took time to get used to it but I managed to see a shadow, it was a man who had a gun , leaning on my head at that moment breathe deeply, try to reassure me, I assumed that it was a robbery, the masked man told me, hello, stay calm nothing will happen to you if you do not do anything stupid, the guy sounded very relaxed that gave me a little confidence , The man said: Well now turn around I'll tie you , I took a deep breath again and held back, the masked bag from a bag I had, 2 handcuffs and he put one on my ankles and one on my wrists, they were very cold He said good now I'm going to gag you so do not try to bite me or anything stupid okay? , to which I agreed very scared, the masked man put a handkerchief in my mouth, gagged me with another piece of cloth and secured it all with 3 pieces of tape ,
and he put another piece of tape over my eyes, I could hear hear that the guy who had tied me was calling someone on the phone he said he said he was all insured ,that already had the '' Package '' ready to what I realized that this was not a robbery, The masked man told me: Well boy now relax, this is a kidnapping , when he told me that my reaction was to break into tears, to which the man said: stay calm your family will pay nothing will happen to you
The masked man carried me in his arms I could feel as he lifted me with extreme ease as if he were raising a small puppy at the time of leaving my house I could feel the cold winter , a cold that froze even the smallest hair of my body in the distance I could hear the engine of a van and as we got closer to the noise my heart became impatient more and more , A door opened and I could feel another man lean on the frozen interior of the truck, the second man He began to speak to me with a very thick voice he said: Well boy this is so, We are kidnapping you, you will be with us as long as possible, maybe it's a week there 2 or there a month, so try not to Do stupid things and do what we tell you but you will have a very ugly time , At that moment I could feel the edge of a knife brushing the sole of my feet and the saw of the knife passing slowly between my fingers , The man says good to me now I'm going to make you more comfortable, he unbuttoned me one of the handcuffs on my arm, he bent my legs the wife passed me behind my legs and he handcuffed me again leaving me in a position called ' 'Hogcuffed'' ,
That position was so uncomfortable that I almost cried to try to hold on, I could almost sense the smile of one of my captors at that moment I could feel like the guy who had been wrong trying to get up next to me was and sat on the part in front of the van, I could hear a conversation from my captors
Masked 2: Do you want me to take a picture of the boy?
Masked 1: Now? , for what ?
Masked 2: For a life test, I was thinking that if we sent him a
picture now the family would get very nervous
Masked 1: Well, give it to her, did you put the headphones on the boy?
Masked 2: No!
Masked 1: Go and put them on! , he is listening to us!
I could feel like the second man, the roughest one came towards me, He put on some headphones and put on a very aggressive type of music, There I was, Without seeing, Without hearing, Without speaking, all I could feel was the aggressive cold of the back of that van go my hands and my feet , I was trying to imagine my family, My life what I had, My friends and how from one moment to the other I was being kidnapped. mercy of men who did not know what they were going to do with me , At that time the only thing I could do was visualize an image of my family and I could not stand the cry I cried so much that in a moment I was left wanting nothing, completely exhausted hours had passed surely since I was being transported.


Until at one point I could feel like one of my captors had taken my headphones off, he was leaning the tip of the gun on my feet and while he was pulling my hair , He told me If you try to scream or something kill you, I try to endure the urge to cry, So he took me in his arms, I could smell like wet grass, the noise of crickets, something told me it was still night and that I was in a place far away from where my house was, very far from the city ,
I could feel the noise of a door and how to enter I felt that my captor was taking me somewhere far from the house, I could feel some stairs and at the end, The noise of several locks, The guy threw me in a very violent form to a mattress, in which I could feel several times the noise of the rusty bed in which the guy was approached me and pulled all the jaws violently, He gave me water almost with the intention of drowning me, When he took out the bottle of the mouth I babble
Me: Where am I? What are you doing to me?
Masked: You're kidnapped, do not you think it's obvious?
Me: My family has a lot of money going to give them everything they ask (Crying)
Masked: I hope for your good, tomorrow we will see if your family misses you
Me: Please, do not do anything to me!
The masked man removes the tape from my eyes I could see where I was standing It was a basement with a small blinking light, I was on a rusted old bed and a dirty and naked gray mattress, The masked guy told me ,
Masked: See this place? It's going to be your grave if you do not behave , Get used to this place is going to be your house indefinitely!
The guy showed me a kind of sign to go to the bathroom, He told me that when he felt the door open he would do it if he wanted to go to the bathroom
In the end he put a piece of gray tape back in my eyes and gagged me in the same way as before but much tighter. The guy ordered me to stand still and take off my handcuffs, and he tied me to the bed in a Spreadeagle position , Later I felt a slamming door, At that moment I tried to just rest and think that it would continue within the plans of my captors, The cold ate my body, The cold metal of the handcuffs, My feet totally frozen like my hands and the smell of Humidity in the basement where I was was only what I could think of that damn first night

[LK3869]

A classic situation, rich kids provide endless inspiration
A good start, with sentences and words that need small and easy corrections but everything you wanted to say is understandable. Try fixing them, it will help it a lot, and add the "mm/m" tag in title.

I like "B movie" style, so will watch what happens to that boy.

[Krashnamsa]

Thank you very much, I found it difficult to translate because I speak Spanish , I will try in the second part not to have so many mistakes, I would like to know that you liked the story and if you have suggestions for the second part feel free to send me a private message

[LK3869]

Si senor, I'll PM you with little tricks for your english.

I wouldn't influence your plot ideas too much, but then, that way anyone can pick ideas for a good kidnap for ransom story:
failed ransom deliveries are a good plot helper, somewhere midway or at 2/3 of the story. A ransom photo - or better video - shot can be exciting if bad guys feel like making it scary for the parents ( see a specialist of that on DeviantArt : kirkonea, or some of the latest posts by our good XTC, he's XTCGM on DA ). There can also be escape attemps ( severely punished of course ). He can also be sold to another gang in between, possibilities are endless.
I suggest you avoid too much real violence toward 17yolds, hazing and humiliations are always popular, specially on rich kids, AND he must be released in the end, or freed.

You've made progress since your first try, that deserves encouragments. And never hesitate to edit your older posts as your writting improves, that always appreciated.

And, almost forgot: good idea playing with the letters in the title, nice playing with the limited freedom allowed by text format.

[MaxRoper]

Good start to your story. I will not make any suggestions about plotting. LK3869 has made several good ones.

I would ask that you add spaces between paragraphs. Otherwise readers (well, me anyway) easily get lost.

Please continue! I look forward to whatever comes next.

[alkaid_]

I'm agree with MaxRoper and LK3869: add spaces between paragraphs.

The beginning of the story it's very good. I'm wating for more.

[Xtc]

Don't try to take on all suggestions at once!
You are writing with pace and should make sure to take the plot where YOU want it to go. That way you will be more committed to it.

[Krashnamsa]

I had stayed in the bedroom, I woke up one of my kidnappers ,telling me he was going to give me breakfast, I take off the handcuffs from my feet and I take off the gag
Kidnapper 1: How did you spend the night?
Me: I was very cold
Kidnapper 1: I'm going to bring you a stove, so you do not freeze that much, huh?
Me: Yes please, have you already negotiated with my family?
Kidnapper 1: Not yet, Later we will send a video to your parents
Me: I'm going to be able to bathe?
Kidnapper 1: Yes you are good, yes, now the cup of coffee is finished and no more questions

The kidnapper finished giving me breakfast he put the gag back
and to handcuff my feet to the bed, after 10 minutes I could hear him return to the room
and in a quiet voice he told me here I brought you a stove so you do not feel so cold

Inside my head the only thing that was around was the idea of ​​escaping from that place
how could I devise a form, I had already been fighting wives and due that's what my wrists and ankles hurt, besides being very exhausted


After a while the kidnappers arrived again telling me to prepare they were about to make the video to send to my parents so they took my handcuffs the feet and the hands besides they took out the gag , The only thing they did not take away from mewas the ribbon of the eyes, the kidnapper of the thickest voice said : "Well, boy, we want this video to be good, the only thing we want you to say is that you ask your parents for the ransom. When we tell you, are you going to start talking, understood?
I said yes by shaking my head
"Now," said the kidnapper of the quietest voice

Me: Dad please, pay what they ask you if they will not hurt me
Kidnapper 2: stop boy! , we need this to be more desperate! , I'll give you a little help

It was at that moment where I could feel the gun in my head


Kidnapper 1: It's not that bad!
Kidnapper 2: Yes it is! , we need it to be real!
Kidnapper 1: Well, now let's record again
Kidnapper 1: Ready, Ya!
Me: Please dad pays the ransom I do not want to die!
The abductor covers my mouth and says
Kidnapper 2: Very good Mr., If you want to see your son again, pay the 10 Million
For every day that is late I will send you a video of your son having a very bad time!
Kidnapper 1: Ready we have it
Me: Please do not do anything to me (Crying)
Kidnapper 2: Enough child, If your father wants you to pay, or else you will suffer
Me: No, please! (between tears)
Kidnapper 2: Good enough I got tired


I could feel like I was gagging but before I said I needed to go to the bathroom at that time the kidnapper in the quiet voice said that they were going to give me some time to
bathe me to wait, and before he finished talking to me I could feel like, the other man was gagging me violently, it was a different gag, it was a ball gag
but it was very big, it made my mouth hurt, I cried from discomfort

Kidnapper 2: hurts, right? (While laughing)

he cuffs me back to bed and I feel like they leave, after about 10 minutes the abductor returns with a quiet voice, he tells me
Kidnapper 1: Good boy I brought you some flip flops to take you to the bathroom, now I'm going
to take off your handcuffs, I hope you do not try anything stupid
While he removed the handcuffs that keep my legs to the bed I felt like he put others to walk and when he took the hand, he puts me another cuffs behind my back , He says "Well boy, now walk", while I left the room
I could feel the movement of the legs after spending hours in a bed in very uncomfortable positions, when entering the bathroom the kidnapper removes the tape from my eyes and he takes off my handcuffs, and he tells me

Kidnapper 1: Good boy, undress and take a bath in 5 minutes I'm going to enter you ready or not , Put on the same clothes you're wearing and do not take off the gag, okay?

At the moment when the guy came out of the bathroom I started taking off my clothes and putting myself
to the shower I could see the sun through a small window, at that moment I thought
It was my moment to escape, so I decided to turn on the water while thinking about something


At that time I was left behind and did not want to try to escape because I saw no chances of escape, so I took a shower and when I finished dressing I enter again the kidnapper, He turned me to handcuff and cover my eyes, at that moment an idea had occurred, but it was too late, the idea was to put on soap in the wrists and ankles, so when I was handcuffing my wrists could slip the problem is that it was too late, I was going to have to wait again for them to leave me take a shower

The moment they put me in handcuffs again, I started to feel some taste a guilty taste of my situation, I had lived a life of luxury, and now I was vulnerable in this situation of danger felt something good, felt new


I had small sleep lapses where I slept and woke up, it was horrible
to wake up and not know if he was awake, to be always in the same position
the only human contact he had had in those days was that of those men

it was in a small moment where the kidnapper who had mistreated me the most
It was to give me dinner, take off my gag and start giving me a soup

Kidnapper 2: We already sent the video to your father and said it was going to take some time to gather
the money, do you know what it means?
Me : what ? (ask fearful)
Kidnapper 2: we must send a video of yours so that your father hurries, something punishing you
What could it be ?


At this moment I finished the last spoonful of soup and I could feel the noise of the plate on the floor and the kidnapper rising from the bed


Hijacker 2: Maybe a video humiliating you? , or some kind of physical punishment?
(While holding my feet), What beautiful feet you have, (sighing I could feel like I smelled them)
Maybe a video hurting you a little bit, although it would be a pity, what do you decide?
Me: Please no!
Kidnapper 2: SHUT UP! (While giving me a blow with an open hand on the sole
of my feet)


in that moment the kidnapper turns towards me and gags me


I had nothing left but to cry, because that man mistreated me like that
What was that man with my feet? , and the worst that those questions were going to ask me tomorrow
they consumed me the night, until I fell asleep, when I woke up I heard that voice
telling me

Kidnapper 2: Hey boy ! today your breakfast is the punishment !

[bondagefreak]

I'm a little confused and had to browse through your posts to see that you started the story on another thread.
http://www.tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?p=7625#p7625

I'd advise you to post all your RaNsOm chapters in the same thread.
It makes no sense to split the chapters up all over the forum like this.
I'm sure one of the moderators (ex: [mention]BoundJana[/mention] or [mention]Johnsnow[/mention]) will be more than happy to merge this with RaNsOm part I, if you ask them.

[Johnsnow]

Unless there is a valid reason for two separate posts I automatically merge them.
If you have a some reason you want them split PM me and we can discuss.

[Deleted User 650]

Very good story!

The only thing I would say is to leave gaps in between paragraphs. Your grammar was fine, I understood it. You did a great job! I also liked your last chapter as well.

Den

[alkaid_]

Oh my fuk**** god!

Nice second chapter. Poor boy, I'm can imagine he spent a very bad time with his captors.

[Xtc]

This was written at the original author’s request for the kidnapper's POV and is posted with his permission

THE KIDNAPPER’S TALE

I’d done my homework and had already made arrangements for the disposal of the goods. It’s amazing how little you have to pay to ex-employees, or even existing employees for that matter, to learn what you need to know in my line of work. Good pay usually ensures reliable information just the same way that mean employers loosen tongues to provide the gen.

The brat’s parents had gone and there weren’t even any staff left to look after him. You’d think they’d know better, really: leaving an eighteen-year-old kid alone like that in a house full of valuables, wouldn’t you? Well, at least the valuables were safe – except for one of them!

Patience is, of course a virtue and it had been a long wait that evening but by about 11 o’clock he obviously got tired. After his shower, he went round checking the doors, turned off all the lights (except for the one in his bedroom) and set the alarms. He looked a bit spooked as he realised he really was on his own for the first time. You know, he even messaged his mother before he went to bed saying he’d be late getting up in the morning. Now that’s what I call considerate, don’t you? It certainly looked as if it was my lucky night.

All those cctv cameras made it so easy to spy on the kid. Very obliging of his folks, wasn’t it? After he’d been down for about half an hour, I reckoned it was safe to go, he must have been knackered. The info I’d bought about the security system seemed to have been sound and it was easy to disable, nearly as easy as it was to open the side door (More discrete that way) with the keys that I had copied. As quietly as possible I approached him and as quickly as possible afterwards I had straddled him and clamped my hand over his mouth. It’s a good job he’s such a squirt, it was quite easy to hold him down as he came round.

He doesn’t seem to be too quick on the uptake, though, and didn’t seem to want to take the hint about keeping quiet. I didn’t need to be told that his family ‘had money’, I knew that perfectly well but I did need him to be quiet. A little slap helped him to see things my way. He started sobbing but a nice tight gag soon muffled his pleas. I always think they look like cute little hamsters when their cheeks bulge like that. His eyes bulged too when he saw the gun. Not very brave, is he?

I find that the efficient use of firearms has a beneficial affect on the behaviour of potential ‘guests’. He certainly decided to cooperate as I completed his gag. He seemed to become uneasy again (Can’t think why, can you?) when I showed him the cuffs. By now he was drooling quite pathetically but that didn’t show once I had him turned over and his face pushed into those expensive pillows.

I soon had his wrists securely cuffed behind him and his ankles secured in another set of cuffs. It’s a good job he’s so ‘petit’, they wouldn’t hurt nearly as much all the while they were clamped round his sweatpants.

I thought it was time to intimidate him a bit more. That bit about ‘The Boss’ getting entertainment from his feet seemed to do the job and he really didn’t like that whack on his soles. Good of him to have left that long ruler on his table, I thought. I turned him over to face me again. I thought it was time for a brief explanation. He didn’t seem to like what he was hearing.

It was about time to get going so I git busy with the tape again and comprehensively covered his eyes having scraped the hair from his forehead. As I said before: it’s a good job he’s so light. I hoisted him across my shoulder, carried him out of his house and slammed the door shut behind me. I just couldn’t resist mocking the crappy security that his father had installed.

I suppose he might have been quite cold, especially being barefoot, but he wasn’t in the open for long and was soon safely stowed in the van. I do wish that M wouldn’t belittle me in front of the goods, though, after all, what gives him the idea that he’s the boss?

We set off and the brat started wriggling around. I thought he needed reasoning with. That started the crying again. As soon as I had adjusted his cuffs, he was capable of warming his ‘itty-bity feet” (just about) with his hands. What a shame we had to put him in quite such a demanding hogtie before he could reach them with his fingers, though. He’s quite a supple little thing, really.

I thought a further explanation was necessary before administering appropriate chastisement. Let’s face it: he deserved it and we needed him really softened up very soon. He didn’t look as though that would take too long. A few blows later and a really skilful (but not lacerating) series of passes with the serrated blade of a hunting knife prepared “Little Piggy” for what was to come. Once the hooks had been positioned the little piglet could hardly move except for rocking from side to side.

He was ready for his close-up. I thought my colleague made a good job of his epic. Shame that his star hadn’t learned his lines properly though. Never mind, it would have to do. The message was sent to Smith. I hoped his daddy loved him. Waste of valuable resources otherwise and impromptu surgery makes such a mess.

Once the message had been sent, I thought he might appreciate some entertainment to pass the next few hours. I don’t think he was really enjoying ‘Napalm Death’, though.

[MaxRoper]

This is going along nicely. Always good to hear both sides of the story.