A Cheater’s Comeuppance
Characters:
Tommy - 18 years old. White skin, golden brown, wavy hair (long on top, shaved at sides), clean shaven “pretty boy” face, the type of boy all the girls crush on. Slim but slightly muscular build. Average height of a late teen.
Johnny - 46 years old. White skin, short brown hair with a few grey strands. Very tall with an enormously muscular body. Very rugged looking with a full beard.
James - 44 years old. Shaved head and face. Several ear piercings on both his ears and tattoos all across his body. Very tall but a tiny bit shorter than Johnny. Ginormous brawny figure.
Rick - 43 years old. Olive skin. Black slicked up hair. Light beard. Also very tall (same height as James). Like his two mates, has a gigantic, muscular, well built figure.
Part 1 - The Kidnapping
Tommy sat on the end of his bed, staring at the texts on his phone from his now ex girlfriend, Maddy.
Maddy had recently just discovered he had cheated on her by sleeping with another girl from his college. What’s worse? Tommy didn’t even tell her. It was the girl he cheated with who ended up telling Maddy.
Eighteen year old Tommy continued to stare at the texts from his also eighteen year old ex, telling him that she never wanted to see him again and that he was dead to her.
Eventually, he turned off his phone, lay down on his bed and breathed a deep sigh.
In truth, he was glad they had broken up. He never really loved Maddy or even liked her. He was merely just stringing her along for the sex and the attention having a girlfriend would get him at his college.
‘She wasn’t all that anyway’ Tommy thought to himself, ‘I’ll find someone else soon enough. There’s plenty more hot girls at college to string alone for the ride.’
He smirked to himself as he lay down on his bed, thinking about all the pretty girls in his year he could now use and pursue.
Several long minutes passed before Tommy decided that going for a run would be a good way to wind down for the night and give him a clear head for the morning, which he often did during the week. Both his parents were out of the country on a business trip so he wanted to take advantage of being home alone and being able to go out whenever he wanted.
The teenager got out of bed and began getting changed into his jogger outfit - a black t shirt and a pair of black shorts with white stripes going along the sides.
He went downstairs and pulled his red trainers over his feet before opening the front door and closing it shut behind him.
It was 10PM in the early days of July. The summer air was warm, though there was a slight breeze blowing through the trees and rustling the bushes.
Tommy had just gotten out onto the pavement when he realised his shoelaces were still untied. He knelt down on one knee and got to work tying them. But before he was able to finish, he felt a strong, muscular arm wrap it’s self round his neck, holding him tightly in a headlock.
“Scream and you’re dead” he heard a deep, manly voice whisper in his ear.
The teenager froze, a million terrified thoughts rushing around his head. But before he was able to say or do anything, a large red ball gag was forced into his mouth before his head was entirely covered by a thick, leather hood. Tommy panicked. He couldn’t speak, see or release himself from the strong grip that held him immobile. He writhed and struggled in the mysterious figure’s grip, moaning into his gag as he did so, but he was evidently no match for whoever this man was.
Another strong arm looped itself around his waist whilst the other arm tightened it’s grip over his neck and suddenly Tommy felt his body be lifted into the air and carried forwards.
“Let me go!!” Tommy tried to squeal, but the gag firmly kept the words from leaving his mouth.
Tommy continued to be carried and moved forward for a few seconds before the man released his grip on the young teen and he felt himself land on a hard, wooden floor, face down. He tried to get up again but it was too late as, immediately, his body was pinned down and his arms were forcefully brought behind his back, where they were then tightly restrained by a set of metal handcuffs. Aswell as this, a set of hobbles were vigorously cuffed around his ankles, both his lower and upper body now being firmly secured by the metal devices.
The hood that went round Tommy’s head blocked out most sounds but he could just about make out a door being slammed shut and the sound of an engine starting up.
The terrified teen didn’t know this yet, but he had just been thrown into the boot of a van and was now being driven off to somewhere far away from home.
In the front and back seats of the van sat Johnny, James and Rick - three very tall and muscular men, all in their early-mid 40’s.
The oldest (and the leader) of the group, Johnny, the same man that had just grabbed and restrained young Tommy, sat in the driver’s seat and pushed his foot down on the pedal, driving the van away from the kerb and down the road.
“That’s little Tommy sorted” Johnny said with a grin, “I’ll make sure he knows exactly what happens to people when they mess with my daughter.”
James and Rick sniggered in the back seats whilst the van continued driving down the road and into the night.
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