Uniformed Men in Distress
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Western Marine - 005
🕑 Added 2019-10-04 05:13:42 +0000 UTCThe journey was only like half a mile away, but with the way he was hogtied and secured to the horse, it felt like it was 1,000 miles. With every step the horse took, it pulled the rope at some spots of his body, everything was tight and secure. He could only hope the journey would end, but that's all he could do....HOPE...he implemented his training that it's all in his mind, that he's ignoring all the pain his body was suffering.
The horse was getting close to an area with a bit more built structures and a fenced area around it. He started hearing some conversations, and some grunts and moans. He started seeing some figures on the ground near the fence moving. As the horse got closer to the fenced area, his fear was confirmed. The rest of his squad were squirming as much as their bonds would let them, like fish out of water. They're all heavily trussed up and hogtied like he was. and gagged with bandannas. Most of them struggled and squirmed fighting a bit, but a couple of his friends are just laying there still and defeated knowing that they're not getting free and realizing there's no point wasting their energy squirming to no avail. The squirming ones were the ones making the grunting and moaning noises.
The horse stopped, and soon the cowboy removed the ropes securing him to the horse. What felt like a big relief only lasted a few seconds, soon he was carried off the horse by the very same ropes hogtying him, that made him arch his body and it was very uncomfortable. As soon as he was close to his trussed up friends, he was dropped roughly into the ground.
Then all he could do was just squirm and trying to get comfortable. He looks his squad members in the eye trying to communicate with them by blinking and starring at each other. They all wonder what's gonna happen next to them.
