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Cody's Revenge - Part 1 - The 11th Pic

Well, it's time for Cody's revenge. As you might remember, his younger brother Kevin spent a joyful night with his completely tied up and therefore pet-like brother. He even took some photos of poor Cody. So the young racketeer made sure that there'd be no such thing as revenge.

"As soon as you come close to me, with or without coils of rope, I'll pin some examples of my collection to every phone pole in the county. And I won't forget the news board at school. Bright Cody in his undies and wrapped in all kinds of rope."

An horrible notion. Cody knew he was at his brother's mercy as long as he couldn't get hold of the embarrassing pics.

Nevertheless he had to wait for months. He searched the whole house, garage, just about everywhere. But no sign of the pics. Maybe his brother was young but he was also clever. And Kevin didn't stop his mockery.

One day Cody went to his friend Ron's for a sleep-over. Yet he had forgotten something, so he returned home just to find Kevin with his mate Collin. They sat in Kevin's room and were giggling about something. Cody shuddered to think it was the pics they were laughing about.

And it was.

"Well, then I tied his ankles and wrists together. Look here, all he could do was mumble. I tickled him to death," he heard his brother laugh. Collin also seemed to be more than amused.

But what to do? He could wait and try to find out where Kevin hid the pics. Or just storm in and take them?

But then he came up with a much better idea. He ran back to his friend Ron's place to prepare for his plan.

Some hours later, Collin left Kevin and wanted to go home. He came as far as to the next hedge. Then some strangers attacked him. He didn't understand what happened. Within seconds, he was gagged with an old blue bandana with a fierce flavour of moth balls. A similar piece of cloth was used as a blindfold.

Well, we're in a world of juvenile adventures and of bullies from rivalling gangs. So, all Collin knew was that this wasn't a kidnapping that could cost his life but an attack of some other kids. Therefore he struggled even more. Kidnappers were ok, but to get caught by some other kids was most embarrassing. The funny pics of Kevin's brother sprang to his mind when some inches of rope closed in on his wrists.

"Bl##*" he thought. "Now it's my turn!"

His tormentors tied his feet as well and - all in silence - dragged him away. That was most unusual. No battle cries, no mockery. Maybe real kidnappers after all?

After a few minutes of struggling, his kidnappers dropped poor Collin on the ground.

Then they freed his hands just to tie them behind some kind of pole. He found himself fixed in a most inconvenient position, as he was sitting on some small wooden pole. Where the heck was he?

The kidnappers attached some more rope under his armpits and upper arms. Collin tried to find something like a bearable position on the horizontal pole he was forced to sit on.

When the kidnappers had finished their rope work, they took off the blindfold. What he saw was worse than anything he'd thought about before. It was Kevin's brother with some friend. They'd dragged him to some deserted playground. His uncomfortable position was due to some old bar they'd tied him to. But if Cody knew that he'd seen the pics...

He did. Cody didn't let him know right away though. All he said was "Well Ron, now that we have that bundle here let the torture begin. I don't feel good today and a little butchery might make me feel better!"

"You're absolutely right. Such a nice young boy. He's too cute. I can't stand it, he's gonna get all the girls, and leave us none. We'll make him look a bit rougher."

Now it was Collin's part to shudder. He didn't know Cody very well. He seemed to be a rather nice boy. He actually felt a bit sorry for him when he saw Kevin's pics. But aren't the nice guys sometimes the real gangsters?

"Let's start. Before we skin him we'll go for some tickling. The poor kid has deserved a last laugh."

'Oh no,' Collin thought and mumbled. 'Skin me, kill me, but don't tickle me!'

But he had no chance. His body went up and down. Up was ok, down was painful because of the odd pole.

After a long, long while Cody said "Nuff fun. Now it's time to send him to the happy hunting ground!"

"Hmpphhh!!"

"Hm, seems he's not ready yet."

"Maybe there's something he wants to say before his untimely exit," Ron said.

"Oh yes, but there's only one thing I want to hear."

"Mmpffff!!!" nodded Collin who hadn't the slightest idea what that could be.

"Oh, he's willing to talk. But chose your famous last words very well. They could spare you a long and painful passing."

"If it's the very right words it'll even spare you any further trouble. You'll be free to go anywhere." Ron said. He thought they'd scared the boy enough.

"Pffiiiih," mumbled Collin and sounded like a leaking balloon.

"Alright," added Cody. "You shall live."

"Mmmble," jubilated Collin, thinking "He's a nice guy after all!"

"But you have to tell the truth. Do you remember how you spent this afternoon?"

"Yth."

"Did you by any chance meet my brother?"

"Yth."

"Did he show you something you'd better never seen?"

Collin paused. Cody knew everything.

"Do you want to live on, finish high school, and get married? Then answer!"

'Yes and no' Collin thought. Yet he limited his answer to a clear Yth.

"Well then, forget about this afternoon. Forget about the pics. There's only one thing you oughta remember. Do you know where Kevin hides the pics?"

Collin knew. But what to do? Should he betray his best friend? Should he stand some more torture?

"Answer!"

Collin was a noble kid and plumped for 'yes and no' again. Now that he knew what this was all about, he realized it was the usual cops and robbers thing: the boys would do him no harm. Apart from tickling. Which was even worse. If he wanted to go home he had to tell Cody where the pics were. Even more so as he felt a bit sorry about Cody, but his pride also demanded that he took some more torture before he talked.

"Would you please be as kind as to answer my question?" insisted Cody.

"No." came the rather clear answer through the gag.

"Tough kid! You think you can stand some more?"

They continued to tickle his stomach, feet and other parts of his body that seemed to be effective. Yet this time they'd blindfolded poor Collin so he never knew where the next attack would be.

'Next time I won't leave home without a shirt' he thought.

"Well then, are you willing to speak now?"

Collin needed a moment to calm down. Then he wondered whether he'd done enough to prove his chivalry.

Oh noble childhood! His decision, again, was no.

Now the two elder boys seemed to get angry.

"Ok, we see you want to get out of this without losing face. How about one other round? I mean we've got better things to do than torturing kids."

"Yth," agreed Collin with a sigh of relief. The third and last round was more intense and even longer. 'Better things to do?' thought Collin. What would that be? Seems those lads found their mission.

"Well, we hope you're tired of this now. Are you willing to talk?"

Collin decided to end the interrogation and nodded.

The gag was taken off.

"Where are the pics?" insisted Cody.

"Please, give me something to drink first. I'm awfully thirsty and I can't stand the smell of the moth balls!"

Cody and Ron smelled at the gag and grimaced.

"You'll get something to drink later. But it wouldn't be a good idea right now. You'll have to stay until I have the pics. And you wouldn't want to pee in your fancy shorts, would you?"

Collin looked at his new shorts and had to agree.

"Okay. The pics are in your room."

"In my room?" Cody yelled.

"Yes. Kevin says it's the only place you'll never search them."

"Where there?"

"In a drawer with some old undies and other stuff you don't use anymore. That's all I know."

Cody knew the drawer. Indeed it was full of old stuff and he never opened it. Why would you want to examine outworn undies?

"But please," begged poor Collin, "Let me go. Untie me. I've told you everything I know. And I can't sit on this bar no more. Please let me go."

"We certainly won't. You'll stay here and wait. If you told the truth you'll be back home within a few hours. If not we have to think about some other kind of torture."

"It's the truth! Believe me! No more torture!"

"No more torture, alright," Ron replied; he came over with a Polaroid camera. "I'll take some nice shots now. If you told us the truth I give you the pics soon as we're back. If not there'll be more torture and pics of a helpless young boy in every classroom."

"No, don't do that! I've told the truth! Torture me, leave me here, but please no pics!"

"Oh, we want to have something to giggle about as well. And you'll get the pics as soon as I found mine."

Now the discussion found an end, Collin was gagged again. But they untied his feet, which wasn't much of a relief though.

Then they celebrated the photo session. "Ten pics. You'll get them when we're back."

"Mmmph!"

Cody and Ron went off. What if Kevin had lied or changed the hiding place? How long would he have to stay here? Would other kids come and see him? He imagined hundreds of kids all armed with cameras.

After an eternity Ron and Cody returned.

"Mmmphbbble??" Collin almost screamed.

"Yep. You are an honest boy. We'll let you go and give you the pics."

"Thnx," mumbled Collin while Ron untied him. Collin wanted to run away as fast as he could.

"Stop it, you've forgotten something?"

"Whpp?" asked Collin.

"Here's your ten pics. And please leave us the gag. We'll put it back to the moth balls. Guess we'll use it quite a few times on someone we all know."

"Yth," mumbled Collin while he tried to get rid of the gag.

"And one last thing" Cody continued. "Don't you dare tell Kevin! Never forget: There's always enough rope for both of you!"

Collin ran off while Ron and Cody giggled. They looked at the secret eleventh pic. Thank god they kept it, so I can show it to you today!

© 2007 by Kiowah

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