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Thanksgiving is not my favorite holiday. It's one of the only days my family gets together. And that is not a pretty sight. Mom and Aunt Delilah ready to kill each other in the kitchen, cousins screaming and running around, not very fun. Since I'm a quiet guy, I try to hang out in my room the entire time but mom drags me out to babysit the cousins, help in the kitchen, talk to the grown-ups, that sort of thing.
Mom was hurrying back and forth, and Dad was just lazing around. Soon an argument broke out between them. I headed up to my room to escape. The door opened, cousins walked in, yadda yadda yadda. It was calm for only a few minutes when Aunt Sue stepped into my room. "Hey Kyle, how's my favorite nephew doing?"
I really hate how cheesy relatives can get. I mutter fine and keep reading my book. I believe her smile turned to a scowl, but it was only for a split second, so it could just have been my imagination. I was just to the interesting part in the book when she grabbed me from behind. The girl was actually pretty strong. I yelped and began to struggle vigorously. I started to cry for help, but immediately she took a rag from her pocket and stuffed it into my mouth. She grabbed some duct tape from her bag and began to wrap it around my head. I was strong, but she was stronger than me. She forced my stomach into my bed and started wrapping the sticky stuff around my wrists. Then she, not so gently, wound it around my torso and arms.
It was pretty futile by now, but I struggled for all it was worth. I tried to kick her, but I missed by a long shot. She grabbed my legs and wrapped the tape around my ankles, below my knees, and then above them. Now I had stopped struggling, and was wondering whether she would leave me here, which was pretty pointless. And she wouldn't be able to get me out without attracting attention from my cousins and parents. I was still questioning this when she turned around, opened my window, and then pushed me out.
It took a second for my brain to process the thought I'm going to die when I was falling through the air. Then someone caught me. I started thanking him in my head when I realized that I shouldn't be thanking him. He was kidnapping me.
He stuffed me into the trunk of a car. We drove for what felt like eternity, although it was probably only an hour and a half. The trunk opened, and I had to squint to let my eyes adjust to the bright light. We have seemed to stop in the middle of some woods, although I don't recall having a forest near my house. This thought frightened me.
The guy threw me over his shoulder and walked towards a log cabin. When we were inside he put me to the ground. He walked over to a duffel bag lying on a bed and started rifling through it. I squirmed a bit, even though I knew it would be of little use. He soon walked back holding chains with padlocks. My eyes widened.
The guy, who hasn't spoken a word since he caught me, silently (what a surprise) started cutting the duct tape with a knife. He quickly wrapped the chains in the same places the duct tape used to be. He then took a collar and placed it on my neck. He then threaded a chain trough a ring on the collar and put it in a ring on the wall. For a final touch he took off my makeshift gag and stuck a red rubber ball in my mouth. When he was done trussing me up he then took hold of my chin and thrust my head to face his.
"Okay. I have been easy on you up to here. Now, if you do not obey me, you will have to suffer the consequences. Do you understand me?"
I quickly nod my head. What is there not to get?
"You will call and think of me as Master. Nothing else but that. You are a pet. Pets are not important enough to call their master by their real name or any other nickname. Is that understood?"
I nod again. Although I do believe that Master is a nickname, I do not want to talk back to this guy who has complete control over me. Anyway, I can't say anything with this rubber ball in my mouth.
"Good, I do not think we will have any trouble from here on in. But if we do, you will regret it." 'Master' gives me a cold stare before walking out. I shiver. I was in light clothes. I'm not quite sure what's going to happen during the winter, and right now I'd rather not think about it.
I am chilled to the bone, but somehow I manage to doze off. Suddenly I am startled awake by 'Master'.
"Do you wanna know what we're going to do today, pet?" My eyes widen, and I shake my head rapidly.
"Unfortunately, you're just a pet, and I don't care about your opinion." He smirks and starts undoing my binds.
Mom was hurrying back and forth, and Dad was just lazing around. Soon an argument broke out between them. I headed up to my room to escape. The door opened, cousins walked in, yadda yadda yadda. It was calm for only a few minutes when Aunt Sue stepped into my room. "Hey Kyle, how's my favorite nephew doing?"
I really hate how cheesy relatives can get. I mutter fine and keep reading my book. I believe her smile turned to a scowl, but it was only for a split second, so it could just have been my imagination. I was just to the interesting part in the book when she grabbed me from behind. The girl was actually pretty strong. I yelped and began to struggle vigorously. I started to cry for help, but immediately she took a rag from her pocket and stuffed it into my mouth. She grabbed some duct tape from her bag and began to wrap it around my head. I was strong, but she was stronger than me. She forced my stomach into my bed and started wrapping the sticky stuff around my wrists. Then she, not so gently, wound it around my torso and arms.
It was pretty futile by now, but I struggled for all it was worth. I tried to kick her, but I missed by a long shot. She grabbed my legs and wrapped the tape around my ankles, below my knees, and then above them. Now I had stopped struggling, and was wondering whether she would leave me here, which was pretty pointless. And she wouldn't be able to get me out without attracting attention from my cousins and parents. I was still questioning this when she turned around, opened my window, and then pushed me out.
It took a second for my brain to process the thought I'm going to die when I was falling through the air. Then someone caught me. I started thanking him in my head when I realized that I shouldn't be thanking him. He was kidnapping me.
He stuffed me into the trunk of a car. We drove for what felt like eternity, although it was probably only an hour and a half. The trunk opened, and I had to squint to let my eyes adjust to the bright light. We have seemed to stop in the middle of some woods, although I don't recall having a forest near my house. This thought frightened me.
The guy threw me over his shoulder and walked towards a log cabin. When we were inside he put me to the ground. He walked over to a duffel bag lying on a bed and started rifling through it. I squirmed a bit, even though I knew it would be of little use. He soon walked back holding chains with padlocks. My eyes widened.
The guy, who hasn't spoken a word since he caught me, silently (what a surprise) started cutting the duct tape with a knife. He quickly wrapped the chains in the same places the duct tape used to be. He then took a collar and placed it on my neck. He then threaded a chain trough a ring on the collar and put it in a ring on the wall. For a final touch he took off my makeshift gag and stuck a red rubber ball in my mouth. When he was done trussing me up he then took hold of my chin and thrust my head to face his.
"Okay. I have been easy on you up to here. Now, if you do not obey me, you will have to suffer the consequences. Do you understand me?"
I quickly nod my head. What is there not to get?
"You will call and think of me as Master. Nothing else but that. You are a pet. Pets are not important enough to call their master by their real name or any other nickname. Is that understood?"
I nod again. Although I do believe that Master is a nickname, I do not want to talk back to this guy who has complete control over me. Anyway, I can't say anything with this rubber ball in my mouth.
"Good, I do not think we will have any trouble from here on in. But if we do, you will regret it." 'Master' gives me a cold stare before walking out. I shiver. I was in light clothes. I'm not quite sure what's going to happen during the winter, and right now I'd rather not think about it.
I am chilled to the bone, but somehow I manage to doze off. Suddenly I am startled awake by 'Master'.
"Do you wanna know what we're going to do today, pet?" My eyes widen, and I shake my head rapidly.
"Unfortunately, you're just a pet, and I don't care about your opinion." He smirks and starts undoing my binds.
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I have A an uncle who did this to my siblings and I too!