Chapter 20 - A game
“You must have tons of questions in your head, prisoner, and probably most of them concern Bruce and your nearest future. So Scott and I decided to give you an opportunity to ask whatever you want. What is more we will answer your questions honestly, no lies. But there is one serious condition, prisoner: you have to actually ASK them first.”
When Mr. Parker finished his last sentence I immediately tried to speak, but he just stepped a little closer and pressed his huge gloved palm tighter against my mouth. I looked up at him and saw that he was smiling devilishly. Whenever I wanted to say something I felt his vice like grip tighten more and more on my lower jaw. I looked at the giant soldier questioningly and kept grunting into his palm; suddenly my eyes widened when I finally realized what was going on: Mr. Parker and his military buddy intended to keep me tightly hand gagged and not allow me to ask any questions. I was untied because they wanted me to fight back and see if I was able to get rid of the oversized hand from my mouth.
“So, you got it, prisoner?”
“I think he did, Jack. He’s not doing anything, because he just loves being hand gagged like that.”
“Mmppphhh!”
Mr. Parker pressed his gloved palm even tighter against my mouth, but this time I decided to do something about it; I knew I didn’t have enough strength to compete with him, so I had to do something else. I grabbed the wrist of the arm that was keeping my mouth shut and tried to pull it back a little bit. I kept pushing for some time, but it had absolutely no effect; I stopped for a moment and the two brutes laughed at my failure. The moment Mr. Parker burst into laughter I tightened the grip on his wrist and pulled down with all my might. His eyes widened a little and I felt the giant hand sliding down a little bit. For a split second I thought I was successful, but Mr. Millburn was reacted quickly; he immediately grabbed both of my arms and held them in place. Mr. Parked readjusted his palm over my mouth and looked down at me. When I looked him in the eye I realized there was respect in his gaze and I felt really proud of myself.
“I must admit I didn’t see that coming, prisoner. Even though you’re no match for me or Scott, you definitely used your brain to achieve your goal. Not everyone can do that. But if you want to outsmart us, you’ll have to do a little better than that.” Mr. Parker said with a smile on his face.
“Yeah, I didn’t expect that, either. It appears the kid has some useful tricks up his sleeve.”
“And that means we’ll have to tie him up properly every time he gets restrained. We can’t allow this smartass to free himself.”
“And you think that we didn’t tie him up properly before?”
“That’s not what I said, man. I meant that we would have to use more rope on him next time.”
“You got it, dude! I wouldn’t mind turning him into a rope mummy if necessary.”
“Me neither. But since we agreed to give him the opportunity to ask all his questions we must keep our word.”
“Of course! We agreed not to restrain him with anything, but it doesn’t mean we can’t hold him still.”
Having said that, Mr. Millburn tightened his grasp on my arms and the two muscular soldiers made me lie down on my back. Mr. Parker kept hand gagging me all the time during the process and his tight grip on my mouth didn’t loosen at all. I kept struggling and fighting, but I knew well I had no chance against such giant brutes. When my whole body was lying on the floor, Mr. Millburn pressed my arms at my sides and sat on me. His butt was on my abdomen and his two legs were alongside my body, keeping me completely immobilized. I grunted into Mr. Parker’s gloved hand, but it was useless; I was defeated and I knew that.
“You’re a comfortable guy, did you know that, prisoner?” Mr. Millburn asked and laughed.
“You say so, man? Then I’ll have to try him out one day…”
“I’m sure the kid wouldn’t have anything against that idea.”
“Yeah, I think so too… Anyway, you want a cigar, man? There’s a football match on TV if you want to watch.”
“Sure! Such a shame our prisoner can’t watch it with us…”
“I think he’d rather look at something else right now…”
I was completely surprised when Mr. Parker pinched my nose shut with his free hand. I thought he was going to leave his buddy and me alone for a moment to grab the cigars and that was the opportunity I was looking for; he would have to remove his hand from my mouth and that’s when I wanted to ask at least one question before Mr. Millburn could silence me. But they must have had something else planned. I was fighting to breathe and after several long moments my lungs were burning. When Mr. Parker realized I was in a desperate need of air he removed his hand from my mouth. The moment he did I breathed deeply. At the same time Mr. Parker let go of my nose and his buddy clamped his giant leather gloved palm over my mouth.
“You can’t speak when you breath the air in, prisoner.” Mr. Millburn said with a smile on his face.
I watched my host stand up and leave the room. I closed my eyes and took some more deep breaths. Soon I heard the footsteps and Mr. Parker was back with two stogies in one hand and the lighter in another one. He handed his buddy a cigar and they both lit them. I watched as the two brutes were puffing on them until they were satisfied. The sight made me wriggle a little under Mr. Millburn’s weight; immobilized by two incredibly handsome soldiers, watching them smoke big, masculine cigars and being tightly hand gagged was incredible. I moaned into Mr. Parker’s gloved palm. The two studs looked down at me and they both knew I was enjoying my predicament a lot.
“Not so eager to free yourself now, are you prisoner?” Mr. Millburn asked with a cigar clenched between his teeth.
“Mmmpphhhh….”
“Yeah, keep trying, kid!”
“Mmppphh….”
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