The new deal (mm/m)

[EzraMarubayashi]

It was Saturday morning and Jimmy had just finished his bread with butter and coffee. Even though he wasn’t hungry, he missed the taste of fruits, so he couldn’t help to stare through the window at his neighbor’s tree. All those sweet, juicy apples were luring him like sirens. His parents had sent him to live with his uncles, who loved him dearly but were very strict. Still, he longed for those red temptations and was determined to get them.

He knew the neighbors weren’t what you’d call friendly, so he decided to steal one or two apples when he thought nobody was watching. He sneaked into their backyard and grabbed a couple of fruits. He imagined for a moment he was like his hero from the radio program The Air Adventures of Jimmie Allen, and this was an adventure for him. He was about to escape with his swag when he felt an arm seizing him by the neck and pulling him back.

“It looks like we’ve caught ourselves a thief”, said Leroy, the eldest of the Alford twins, while dragging the eight-years-old to a small shed.

Jimmy tried his best to free himself from the tight grip, but his pre-teen captor was much too strong for him, not to mention that the other brother was also there, ready to help if their prey managed to escape. What the kid didn’t dare to do, though, was to call for help. He had trespassed and was caught stealing, so he thought it would be better to deal with it on his own.

“Give me the ropes to tie this crook”, the older boy ordered his brother Lester.

Jimmy’s heart jumped inside his chest when he heard what awaited him. He didn’t want to be a prisoner to these boys, with no one knowing where he was. His fear started to soar after he tried unsuccessfully to prevent his imprisoners to bind his wrists behind his back, to the point he reconsidered screaming for help, but still, he didn’t want to make his uncles mad, so he just cursed and thrashed around.

The child kicked as much as he could to avoid being bound at the legs, to no avail. Things got even more serious for him when his ankles were brought up to meet his wrists, leaving him in a tight hogtie. He had never been trussed up before, let alone in such an excruciating manner. His eyes were wide open, and he was breathing fast. To his further horror, a rag was pushed into his cursing mouth and kept inside by another one that was tied around his head. He was now defenseless and at the mercy of those boys.

After being left alone in the shed by the Alfords, Jimmy tried desperately to get out of his bondage, but he quickly found it to be impossible. He was no Jimmie Allen and he would not escape. Of course, Jimmie Allen wasn’t a thief. Those thoughts sunk him in deep despair. All he could do was wait for the twins to come back and just take whatever they had in store for him.

It was roughly a ten-minute wait before Lester appeared. You could recognize him by the small scar above his right eyebrow, probably the result of falling off the tree. He had always been the quiet one, following his older brother in every game they played. His shyness was painted all over his face, even when he entered the shed and looked down at his helpless hostage.

Jimmy hoped that the boy would take off the gag, giving him a chance to talk his way out, but his muffled pleas were ignored by the silent captor, who walked around the kid and positioned himself behind him. The prisoner didn’t know what to expect when his shoes and socks were removed. Then, a tight grip held his legs, making it even harder for him to resist what came afterward.

When the spidering fingers landed on his bare soles, Jimmy started struggling like his life depended on it. He was very ticklish and being trussed up worsened it all. It lasted much longer than he expected, though it was probably just a couple of minutes. He laid panting on the floor, thankful it was over. Little did he know the worst was yet to come. The boy turned the captive on his back and started unbuttoning his shirt, making him nervous again. Jimmy’s fears became true when the torturing fingers dug into his armpits.

Jimmy had no idea he could be so ticklish. The strange thing for him was that he wasn’t really having a bad time. At some point, he was playfully laughing in expectation for those fingers to resume their torment, as they went back and forth.

After a while, Leroy joined them, putting an end to their little game. He removed the gag and showed the bound kid one of the bright, red apples he had stolen.

“This is what you wanted so bad, right?”, said the boy with a mischievous face.

Jimmy, not knowing what to do, looked down and nodded.

“Well, here’s what we’ll do: I won’t tell my parents or your uncles that you came here and tried to steal them…”, Leroy made a dramatic pause. Jimmy had taken that for granted since he considered he had already paid for his crime. “and we will even give you more apples anytime you want…”, the boy made another pause.

The hostage, at this point, was puzzled by the way things were turning. He didn’t think Leroy’s sudden generosity was going to be free but didn’t know what to expect either.

“if you come here and let Lester play with you like he just did. Before you answer, I want you to take a good look at your reward, smell it”, the boy crouched to bring the fruit closer to the bound kid. “You picked it good. This sure is a delicious apple”.

The perfume was filling the air and was almost intoxicating for the little prisoner. He breathed in deeply with his eyes closed, nodding again almost unconsciously.

“You made the right choice. Here, open big”, Leroy said before introducing the apple in the captive’s mouth, “but don’t bite until I say so. You don’t want it to roll on the floor and get spoiled, right?”.

The boy stood up to look at the hogtied kid with an apple in his mouth.

“He looks like one of those Christmas pigs on the papers, right?” Leroy elbowed his twin brother playfully.

Even though Jimmy resented being made fun of, he could at least finally taste the apple. He admitted to himself as well that, except for Leroy’s intents to humiliate him, he in fact had enjoyed playing with Lester. This could actually be something good for him.

“OK, I’ll let Lester untie you and let you eat”, Leroy said as he exited the shed.

Lester dedicated a sheepish smile to his hostage and proceeded to release him. It was the best apple Jimmy had ever had.

[Ebascoray]

Nice story...short and sweet, but nice. Good one.

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Cute. I'll give it an A. (A- 94-95; A 96-98; A+ 99-100)

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