The capture of two soldiers - 03

Bryce was unceremoniously grabbed and marched to a side with two slanted medium sized trees. Under a watchful eyes of one of the bad guys pointing his rifle at him from a good distance, he really had not choice but to comply. He took a glance at Grayson, but with his hands tied behind his back in a prone position and also at rifle point, he knew that he would offer no assistance.

Keith then positioned him between two slanted trees by the rock formation, the yanked his left arm and placing his left hands against the tree. He then quickly wrapped his wrist against the tree trunk with the piece of rope he's been carrying around his waist. Keith made sure it was tight, yanking it snug with every loop. In no time, Bryce's left wrist was lashed to the tree. Keith then moved to the other side and did the same with his right hand.

As Keith was securing his right arms, Bryce tried yanking his arm, squirmed against the rope. It was snug, but the thought with a little bit of time, he might eventually wiggle free. He tried his right arm as well and yes he thought he could do the same thing.

But as Keith walked behind him, he was about to realized that his planned was not going to work. Keith used a couple of shorter ropes and cinched both of Bryce's wrists against the tree trunks. Keith made sure it was snug!

"Fuck! That's tight!" Bryce thought! With the cinching he really couldn't even wiggle his wrist anymore. And with the rough surface of the trunk, it made it even harder and rougher to squirm. He tried squirming, it did make the smaller tree sway a bit, but not enough to give him much freedom.

"Come on, man! Do you really have to make it this tight? I won't be able to feel my hands" Bryce tried to reason with Keith as his hands are turning a bit darker in color.

"Shut up! Do I look like someone who fucking cares? You're our enemy, I need to treat you that way" Keith said back "Now spread your legs!"

Keith kicked both of Bryce's legs apart so that they're against the bottom of the tree trunks. That lowered Bryce's stance a little bit, making his arm position a tad more straining. Keith then quickly tied his ankles against the trees, the same way he did his wrists. Keith is taking his time doing this, since he's rendered Bryce defenseless.

"Shut him up! Make it fucking good! You heard the boss, make it absolutely sure he can't alert anyone" Keith ordered his mate.

With both of Bryce's hands tied up, the other bad guy knew that he would pose no threat anymore. He slung his rifle behind his back, then grabbed a roll of duct tape, and stood behind Bryce.

"We're in the middle of fucking nowhere. You guys don't need to do this............No plea...argmmpph....mppphhh" Was all Bryce could say before a small piece of cloth was shoved inside his mouth, quickly followed by duct tape being wrapped around his mouth 4-5 times.

Keith was finishing up the last knot when he looked up grinning at Bryce's defeated expression.

"Oh yeah!!! That ought to keep him quiet. Wrap it around a few more times, will you! Just for good measure" Keith said mockingly while all that Bryce could do was to produce some muffled grunts. The guy complied, adding a few more wraps around the head.

Keith stood up in front of Bryce then patted down Bryce's gagged face, making sure it's all smooth and tight. Bryce is looking at him with anger. Keith finished it with a couple of cheek slaps and pat on the head.

"Oh yeah! That's how we fucking do it! You mess with the wrong group here buddy! Not so fucking tough anymore all tied up like this, big fella?" Keith mocked again while to Bryce's surprise Keith started feeling up his muscular arms and torso. Bryce did not appreciate being felt up in this state, but really there's nothing he could do. Literally NOTHING. Keith then proceeded to feel up Bryce's crotch, manhandling his private parts, squeezing them hard, making sure he got a handful of them.

Bryce really was mad! He struggled, tried to squirm and fight, to get Keith's hand off of cock and balls as much as his bonds would allow, which was not very much. He didn't succeed, he could only move or twist a few inches, not enough to stop Keith's hands from playing with him. Bryce tried lunging towards him, but didn't go far either, and he ended up grunting, and sighing with defeat.

"Whoaaaa....Calm down, big guy! You're so fucking helpless! You can't even stop me! Are you really gonna let someone like me play with you like this?" Keith said mockingly again.

Bryce responded with more muffled grunts and squirms.

"If only there were more time.............if only! Now let's take care of your friend here. Lucky him, he gets to come with us"

This entire time Grayson could only hear what's going on, and maybe glimpses of what's happening through his peripheral vision. He's not liking what he heard or saw, and he feared the worst. What are they gonna do to him with the fact that they're taking him with them.

To be continued.......