struthin:uniformedmenindistress:Buck and Gag - Reinvented and Modernized The MP corporal’s turning u
struthin:uniformedmenindistress:Buck and Gag - Reinvented and Modernized The MP corporal’s turning up had taken us by surprise. And the stupid f..k had laid into Bryant and said he was going to report him. Said he would report us all. And before anyone could calm things, Bryant lashed out and the MP was out cold. And there was something about the bastard - the boots without a speck of mud on them, the perfect creases in his uniform and his shiny face as if he had just shaved. The slick-ass, lean physique from hours in the gym, while we were out in midddle of f..king nowhere. How he’d even found us was a mystery. Schmidt, and Bryant walked over to the truck and came back with a pile of 3/8th inch kevlar rope. Di Angelo and me - we found a couple of pieces of wood and rummaged the MP’s uniform til we found stuff for a blindfold and stuff to stuff his know-all boss mouth. In five minutes he was trussed, blind, stuffed and stick-gagged. We set him neatly on his ass, and then di Angelo told him it was time to wake up with a couple of kicks to his kidneys. The guy sort of gave a spasm, croaked and toppled onto his side - so far as the piece of wood under his knees would let him. He made some angry grunts. Really angry but sort of desperate. The rope and the wood were digging in hard, I guess.Bryant squatted down next the MP. And he looked weirdly excited. Schmidt looked at me, as if his brain was getting in gear. “What do we do with the stupid f..k?” said someone.Bryant look up and smirked. “Middle of nowhere. I know just what to do.” -- source link