Story of a Kidnapping part 3 (mmm/m)
Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2022 2:45 am
Hello, good morning everyone, I've been reading the forum for a long time but I never dared to post anything, today I'm going to make my first contribution which is also a very strong personal story since it involves a real kidnapping, in this case mine, before nothing I would like to give you a little context.
This happened in 2017 when at that time I was 16 years old, almost 17, I am Argentine, as some know and perhaps others do not know Argentina has been having a great Argentine crisis that made the social class gap bigger and bigger, although I am not what you can imagine as a "Millionaire", my family is and was in a good economic situation.
One Friday, June 23, as usual, I started my mornings with a fairly marked routine, at that time I went to school in the morning and in the afternoon I went swimming, since I lived near the school it was quite common for me to walk to the school since I did not live more than 14 blocks away, I remember very well that by then winter had already arrived in the country and the first waves of wind and cold appeared, in addition to the fact that it was already getting dark before and before.
My day had passed without pain or glory, in the afternoon I had gone swimming where I left at 5:00 pm, I remember that inside my head the idea of skipping swimming class had passed, call it intuition, sixth sense, or whatever. you want, but I think I should have paid more attention to my mind at that time.
I remember going out swimming with a little of cold in my body, I was wearing a navy blue school jacket, underneath a white shirt with the school logo, blue tubed pants and crocs, I remember leaving school putting on my headphones and starting to walk , the reality is that the road was not long, I used to get home in about 20 minutes, I remember how the night began to peek into the day while I was completely wandering inside my mind, also the street was quite empty, so that give an idea I don't live in the center of the city but I live to the north of it, the area where I lived at that time is a fairly quiet area of large houses, so I was concentrating on nothing until at one point everything turned black and blurry.
Today in my mind I see it as if there were minutes but I know it was a handful of seconds, first a car braking quite quickly, I don't remember for sure which car, but it was a blue car, the next thing I remember is taking off my headphones almost like instinctively since I wasn't paying attention, by the time I looked there was a man taller than me, whose clothes I vaguely remember, pointing a gun at my head at that moment the only thing that happened was that it was a robbery and nothing more so the first thing I did was tell him that I was going to give him my cell phone.
Almost without a link, today I understand because of the shock, the next thing I remember is that same guy forcing me into the car and that it started at full speed, between threats and my heart wanting to come out of my mouth, they forced me to look down and not raising my face, I remember the sound of my heart beating on the verge of tachycardia, my sweaty hands and my legs that couldn't stop moving on their own because of fear and nerves.
At that moment I was in a car, with 4 armed men without knowing what was going to happen to me, at one point I remember that everything went black as they put a hood over my head and also tied my hands with zip ties behind my my back, I don't know how long it will have been since for me time didn't end anymore, besides I was completely confused between the shock, the bag on my head, the loud music inside the car and the gun resting on my stomach I was living hell itself .
After what I estimate was an hour or so, we arrived at the place where they kept me captive, some got out of the car and I stayed with one of the kidnappers inside the car, I remember that he threatened me so that I would not speak and shut up, I inside I was trying to wake up from that nightmare, I kept thinking about my family, my friends, I obviously knew by that time what was happening to me, I knew what a kidnapping was, although in Argentina it is not a popular crime, I knew about cases known where the victims end up buried and the idea of that terrified me, I knew that at that time for those guys it was nothing more than a coin to get what they wanted.
I remember a simple threat with a spouting effect: "Shut your mouth, asshole, you will be dead", at that moment I relaxed my chest and decided that I was going to let things flow as they had to, when I got out of the car I remember the smell of damp earth and see under the hood a whole path of grass, which made me intuit that it was not in the city but in a more remote part of the countryside, which in Buenos Aires abound and are very easily accessible.
This is how I was guided to a room, where the smell of confinement abounded mixed with a nauseating smell of humidity, right there the guy who was guiding me dropped me on a foam rubber mattress, yellow, all this followed by a light off and a door slam.
I don't know very well how long I spent there alone, I just remember that I didn't stop crying, until at one point one of the kidnappers entered, under threats (something that I didn't miss at all during my captivity), forced me to close my eyes. while I took off my hood, that's when I covered my eyes with tape and often gag myself with a ballgag (A small fact is that until that moment, I only knew them from some other movie but nothing more than that), to which How big was it, you may ask? Enough to keep a teenager quiet and fearful.
At that moment I couldn't stop thinking that I wanted that guy to stop touching me, I felt vulnerable like a baby, I had thought that all that had ended there but I was wrong, the kidnapper made me stop and then I took off the seals of hands, often forced me to take off my school uniform, by that time I had already lost my crocs I don't know where, I hadn't even noticed it or I had realized it, I ended up noticing it when I felt the cold concrete floor penetrating my feet.
When I finished taking everything off, the only thing I left on was my boxers, the guy helped me put on some clothes, a pair of sweatpants, which in Argentina we call Jogging, quite loose with elasticated ankles, a long-sleeved shirt and one of those sweatshirts without a zipper.
After the time of the clothes, he sent me back to bed where the husband put my 2 hands on 2 ends of the bed, and my feet with long handcuffs on the bed too, before leaving I could feel how the guy placed a weapon on my head, a moment where I am not going to deny that I was scared to death, something I did not mention before that while I was undressing I thought the worst, in addition to the fact that I was trembling all the time and on the verge of bursting into tears, after putting the gun down I was able to feel noise from what seemed like a camera flash.
I particularly remember how tight the leather was against the corners of my lips (because of the captive time, the rubbing of the leather and my saliva gave me a rash), as well as how uncomfortable it was to have a tight ball inside my mouth, for God's sake, I was all the while swallowing hard, added to how humiliating it felt.
Finally the first night ended with a slam, there I was, exhausted, emotionally destroyed, unable to see, unable to even babble, any word I said would be silenced by that damned ball pressed between my teeth, handcuffed to a bed in God knows. where, at the mercy of some guys I didn't know they wanted and above all the things they were willing to do to me to get what they wanted.
My first night there was really hell, I couldn't breathe due to the mucus in my nose and because of the gag I couldn't breathe in the best way either, the tears mixed with the glue from the duct tape on my eyes started to irritate and sting, I also remember the penetrating cold, mainly on the soles of my feet that by instinct I couldn't stop rubbing between them to keep warm, luckily the foot cuffs were on the pants, although they were very tight it didn't hurt my skin as much as if The handcuffs I had on my wrists did.
From my parents I know that that same day, at approximately 8:00 p.m., so I suspect that around that time is when I was already in the place where they held me captive, the kidnappers contacted them, I know that on that day they did not ask for the amount of the ransom but they did warn that they did not want police.
Another day I will tell you what happened later, I also wanted to tell you that I imagine you will be asking yourself a lot of questions, for example, how is a boy who went through all this damn traumatic event writing this? After my liberation I felt a little attraction to this world of ties that you call bondage, I don't know how to explain it, the truth is that this is my first time opening up with other people and even saying it, although anonymously, saying it at the end, I hope you understand me and you can send me an email with anything !
This happened in 2017 when at that time I was 16 years old, almost 17, I am Argentine, as some know and perhaps others do not know Argentina has been having a great Argentine crisis that made the social class gap bigger and bigger, although I am not what you can imagine as a "Millionaire", my family is and was in a good economic situation.
One Friday, June 23, as usual, I started my mornings with a fairly marked routine, at that time I went to school in the morning and in the afternoon I went swimming, since I lived near the school it was quite common for me to walk to the school since I did not live more than 14 blocks away, I remember very well that by then winter had already arrived in the country and the first waves of wind and cold appeared, in addition to the fact that it was already getting dark before and before.
My day had passed without pain or glory, in the afternoon I had gone swimming where I left at 5:00 pm, I remember that inside my head the idea of skipping swimming class had passed, call it intuition, sixth sense, or whatever. you want, but I think I should have paid more attention to my mind at that time.
I remember going out swimming with a little of cold in my body, I was wearing a navy blue school jacket, underneath a white shirt with the school logo, blue tubed pants and crocs, I remember leaving school putting on my headphones and starting to walk , the reality is that the road was not long, I used to get home in about 20 minutes, I remember how the night began to peek into the day while I was completely wandering inside my mind, also the street was quite empty, so that give an idea I don't live in the center of the city but I live to the north of it, the area where I lived at that time is a fairly quiet area of large houses, so I was concentrating on nothing until at one point everything turned black and blurry.
Today in my mind I see it as if there were minutes but I know it was a handful of seconds, first a car braking quite quickly, I don't remember for sure which car, but it was a blue car, the next thing I remember is taking off my headphones almost like instinctively since I wasn't paying attention, by the time I looked there was a man taller than me, whose clothes I vaguely remember, pointing a gun at my head at that moment the only thing that happened was that it was a robbery and nothing more so the first thing I did was tell him that I was going to give him my cell phone.
Almost without a link, today I understand because of the shock, the next thing I remember is that same guy forcing me into the car and that it started at full speed, between threats and my heart wanting to come out of my mouth, they forced me to look down and not raising my face, I remember the sound of my heart beating on the verge of tachycardia, my sweaty hands and my legs that couldn't stop moving on their own because of fear and nerves.
At that moment I was in a car, with 4 armed men without knowing what was going to happen to me, at one point I remember that everything went black as they put a hood over my head and also tied my hands with zip ties behind my my back, I don't know how long it will have been since for me time didn't end anymore, besides I was completely confused between the shock, the bag on my head, the loud music inside the car and the gun resting on my stomach I was living hell itself .
After what I estimate was an hour or so, we arrived at the place where they kept me captive, some got out of the car and I stayed with one of the kidnappers inside the car, I remember that he threatened me so that I would not speak and shut up, I inside I was trying to wake up from that nightmare, I kept thinking about my family, my friends, I obviously knew by that time what was happening to me, I knew what a kidnapping was, although in Argentina it is not a popular crime, I knew about cases known where the victims end up buried and the idea of that terrified me, I knew that at that time for those guys it was nothing more than a coin to get what they wanted.
I remember a simple threat with a spouting effect: "Shut your mouth, asshole, you will be dead", at that moment I relaxed my chest and decided that I was going to let things flow as they had to, when I got out of the car I remember the smell of damp earth and see under the hood a whole path of grass, which made me intuit that it was not in the city but in a more remote part of the countryside, which in Buenos Aires abound and are very easily accessible.
This is how I was guided to a room, where the smell of confinement abounded mixed with a nauseating smell of humidity, right there the guy who was guiding me dropped me on a foam rubber mattress, yellow, all this followed by a light off and a door slam.
I don't know very well how long I spent there alone, I just remember that I didn't stop crying, until at one point one of the kidnappers entered, under threats (something that I didn't miss at all during my captivity), forced me to close my eyes. while I took off my hood, that's when I covered my eyes with tape and often gag myself with a ballgag (A small fact is that until that moment, I only knew them from some other movie but nothing more than that), to which How big was it, you may ask? Enough to keep a teenager quiet and fearful.
At that moment I couldn't stop thinking that I wanted that guy to stop touching me, I felt vulnerable like a baby, I had thought that all that had ended there but I was wrong, the kidnapper made me stop and then I took off the seals of hands, often forced me to take off my school uniform, by that time I had already lost my crocs I don't know where, I hadn't even noticed it or I had realized it, I ended up noticing it when I felt the cold concrete floor penetrating my feet.
When I finished taking everything off, the only thing I left on was my boxers, the guy helped me put on some clothes, a pair of sweatpants, which in Argentina we call Jogging, quite loose with elasticated ankles, a long-sleeved shirt and one of those sweatshirts without a zipper.
After the time of the clothes, he sent me back to bed where the husband put my 2 hands on 2 ends of the bed, and my feet with long handcuffs on the bed too, before leaving I could feel how the guy placed a weapon on my head, a moment where I am not going to deny that I was scared to death, something I did not mention before that while I was undressing I thought the worst, in addition to the fact that I was trembling all the time and on the verge of bursting into tears, after putting the gun down I was able to feel noise from what seemed like a camera flash.
I particularly remember how tight the leather was against the corners of my lips (because of the captive time, the rubbing of the leather and my saliva gave me a rash), as well as how uncomfortable it was to have a tight ball inside my mouth, for God's sake, I was all the while swallowing hard, added to how humiliating it felt.
Finally the first night ended with a slam, there I was, exhausted, emotionally destroyed, unable to see, unable to even babble, any word I said would be silenced by that damned ball pressed between my teeth, handcuffed to a bed in God knows. where, at the mercy of some guys I didn't know they wanted and above all the things they were willing to do to me to get what they wanted.
My first night there was really hell, I couldn't breathe due to the mucus in my nose and because of the gag I couldn't breathe in the best way either, the tears mixed with the glue from the duct tape on my eyes started to irritate and sting, I also remember the penetrating cold, mainly on the soles of my feet that by instinct I couldn't stop rubbing between them to keep warm, luckily the foot cuffs were on the pants, although they were very tight it didn't hurt my skin as much as if The handcuffs I had on my wrists did.
From my parents I know that that same day, at approximately 8:00 p.m., so I suspect that around that time is when I was already in the place where they held me captive, the kidnappers contacted them, I know that on that day they did not ask for the amount of the ransom but they did warn that they did not want police.
Another day I will tell you what happened later, I also wanted to tell you that I imagine you will be asking yourself a lot of questions, for example, how is a boy who went through all this damn traumatic event writing this? After my liberation I felt a little attraction to this world of ties that you call bondage, I don't know how to explain it, the truth is that this is my first time opening up with other people and even saying it, although anonymously, saying it at the end, I hope you understand me and you can send me an email with anything !