The Drug Cartel

 

They pulled Ryan's arms behind his back and crossed tied his wrists with good strong rope.  They gagged him with a rag and rope between his teeth.  Then the pushed his tied wrists high up his back.  Ryan held back his screams and his elbows were tied together.  Helpless now, they ropped his biceps as close together as they could, them circled his torso with ropes.  Blindfolding him with torn parts of his shirts they led his away.

The cratel members stripped them down to their shorts.  Binding their crossed ankles together, they bent their legs forward.  The contortion of Jake's body forced uncontroled groans

 from deep inside him and the soles of his feet touched his face.  They pushed his neck forward and got his ankles behind his head.  Then they roped the back of his legs to his bound torso.  Jake lay on the floor, his body shivvering, the sweat puddling around him and they started the live streaming video.

With the boys in horrible pain, their whole bodies cramped, they began to tickle the soles of their feet behind their heads.  The sensations --- tortured waves of pain and the current of the tickle surging through their bodies.... 

They removed their gags and blindfolds. Focusing the lens of their faces...

their sweat, eyes and gasping screams....

Their parents watch as their sons were going insane.