Chapter 50 - The game winner
I waited anxiously for the hunks to reveal the cards in their hands. When they began their poker game I wasn’t too much interested in it, but now it was different; in a matter of seconds I was about to find out which one of those super hot alpha males would get bound for the rest of the day. I even tried to speak, but Mr. Parker’s unbelievably huge, leather clad hand clamped tightly over my mouth was keeping me almost completely quiet. Also struggled a little on my captor’s lap, but that just caused him to press me tighter against his muscular torso. I moaned angrily and looked at up at him, but the giant soldier just smiled around his cigar and ordered me to calm down. I immediately went quiet and stopped moving; I knew that if I showed any disobedience, the three behemoths wouldn’t hesitate to punish me severely. And judging by the predicament Mr. Bolton had put his own son into, I didn’t have any doubts that whatever they would do to remind me where my place is, would be merciless and cruel.
Fortunately, I didn’t have much time to contemplate about it; Mr. Millburn was the first one to reveal the cards in his hand; it was a three of spades and a king of clubs. I looked at his face and saw that he was smiling; I wasn’t the best poker player, but I knew that the full house was a rather high combination. Mr. Parker angrily tossed his cards on the table when he saw his buddies hand. I still didn’t know what Mr. Bolton had, but when I looked at his handsome face again, it was utterly emotionless. I stared at him for a while and then his mouth started forming a wide smile; he revealed his cards to everyone and I saw another two queens. A four of a kind was one of the best combinations in poker and it was definitely higher that a full house. Mr. Millburn’s smile faded away immediately and Mr. Bolton laughed loudly.
“Seems to me we have a winner, guys! I hope you’re ready for some serious roping, fucker!” He said and puffed on his cigar.
“Not so fast, Rick. The rules just stated what would happen to the loser, but we didn’t say anything about who gets to do the tying…” Mr. Parker said.
“I know, but you’re busy keeping Ryan silenced, so it’s fucking obvious I’m going to tie our medical boy up.”
“Yeah, like I can fall for it… We’ll play for it. We’ll draw a card each, the one with the higher card will bind Scott.”
“Screw it. For me it’s a win-win situation anyway.”
Mr. Parker took a card from the deck and put in on the table. A nine of spades wasn’t the best thing he could get, but it wasn’t the worst either. Mr. Bolton did the same and revealed his card: a five of hearts.
“Yeah, that’s what I like! Stand next to Shawn with your arms behind your head, Scott! ”
Mr. Millburn did as he was told and waited patiently, but with a determination in his eyes. The other two army hunks took their time, though, and instead of starting binding their buddy they first finished their cigars and drank some more whiskey. After a longer while they both stood up and Mr. Bolton came to me and his friend; Mr. Parker removed his huge gloved palm from my mouth, but at the very same moment another gigantic, leather clad hand clamped brutally over my mouth. The cop wasn’t as gentle as his buddy; on the contrary, he was rather brutal with me, pressed my head tightly against his extremely broad chest, and wrapped his other muscular arm around my neck, further immobilizing me. Then he dragged me to the center of the room and stopped several feet from Mr. Millburn; this way we would both be able to watch him get restrained.
Mr. Parker grabbed the sports bag that was still on the floor and started pulling out coils of rope from it. I thought that they had used almost everything when they were tying Shawn, but apparently, the guys were well prepared to keep their hostages tied up. The giant soldier took the first one and went behind his buddies back; he brutally twisted his arms behind him and started roping them up. His enormous muscles were bulging while he was wrapping the ropes around his victim’s crossed wrists and then cinching a tight knot. Next he grabbed another coil and forced Mr. Millburn’s elbow’s together as close as he could. When the arms were secured, Mr. Parker used a particularly long rope to create a sophisticated chest harness which was keeping the upper arms fastened to the back. Our host’s next move surprised me completely; I thought he would create another harness, this time around Mr. Millburn’s crotch to further immobilize the wrists, but instead Mr. Parker started unbuckling his prey’s belt and unzip his military pants.
“What the fuck, man!”
“Shut your fucking mouth, buddy!”
“Oh, I see… You want to see what a real man’s crotch should look like, right?”
Mr. Parker didn’t reply anything; he just took his buddies army boots and socks off and then removed the pants, leaving Mr. Millburn only his boxer shorts. Once he was done, he grabbed even more rope and carried on with his duty; first he created a tied crotch rope which he finally connected with the bound wrists. Next he told his buddy to lie down. When Mr. Millburn was on his knees, Mr. Parker placed his booted foot on his friend’s back and pushed; the roped up soldier landed on the floor with a thud. The giant hunk quickly moved on: he wrapped another coils of rope around his prey’s thighs, above and below the knees and finally ankles. With the last rope he created a super tight and inescapable hogtie. When the roping was done, Mr. Parker’s and Mr. Millburn’s bodies were all covered in fresh sweat.
Our host squatted down next to his buddy’s face and started unlacing his shoes. He took then off and then did the same with his unbelievably looking socks. They were reeking so strong that I could smell them even from the distance. Mr. Parker forced Mr. Millburn’s mouth open and pushed both socks into his yap. The muscular hunk shut his eyes tight, but remained completely quiet during the process. When all the stuffing was in, Mr. Parker took the tape from the bag and wrapped it over twenty times around his victim’s mouth, sealing the stinking socks inside for the rest of the day. He ripped the tape off and smoothed the loose end on Mr. Millburn’s cheek. Then he slapped him roughly.
“Who’s the real man now, fucker!?”
“Mmpphh….”
“Yeah, chew on those bad boys, dude. I was saving them for Ryan, but you deserve to have them more.”
Mr. Parker got up and dragged his buddy closer to Shawn; now they were lying next to each other, both mercilessly hogtied, gagged and looking each other in the eye. The view was absolutely mesmerizing, but I didn’t have much time to enjoy it. My attention was drawn by a strange sound. It was Mr. Parker’s phone telling hism that he got a message. The giant hunk read it and a smile appeared on his face.
“It’s from Bruce, guys. Apparently we can meet with him sooner than we expected.” He said and then turned his head to me. “Which changes our plans for today, prisoner…”
“Mmpphh??”
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